#also the ' why did we bring him into this?' lad too lol
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streets-in-paradise · 3 months ago
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I rewatched An Unexpected Journey, let me bring to you one more character parallel nobody asked for just because it crossed my mind.
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monzabee · 6 months ago
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lawyer up (social media au) - lh44
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Summary: The one where Lewis is dating a lawyer, who might or might not love her job a bit too much.
Pairing: lewis hamilton x lawyer!reader (model used: random people i've found on the internet and also kendall jenner in like one part so it doesn't count)
Warnings: none other than some cursing
Author note: you all know who this is based off of... MIRANDA IS HEREEEEEE (not really but still lol) and i love this one so i hope you also like it as much as i do because i was feeling a bit overwhelmed and needed a little bit of self indulgence!! p.s. also, i actually planned for a max fic for today but after that delicious lewis win, i think we all deserve this one besties!!
Please also note that all of my works are protected under copyright, and not available for reposting on other platforms.
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yourusername: what, like it's hard?
yourusername: lol, yes, yes it is
user: ugh, she is who i wanna be when i grow up
user: who wants to bet lewis makes her read his contracts before signing them
user: okay but why is it the cutest thing ever, i'm SO in
lewishamilton: hey, i'll take that bet
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user: HOW DO THEY FIND THE TIME TO BE TOGETHER, THEY NEVER KNEW A DAY OF REST POOR BABIES
user: girl... they're in their thirties... relax...
yourbestie: will be bringing you coffee for the thousandth time this week
yourusername: you're an angel
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yourusername: today is a good day to make an old white guy cry🤍
user: MA'AM YOU'RE GOING TO GET FIRED
user: mother is out for revenge i wonder what this is about
yourusername: if it weren't for that nda...
user: she really won the idgaf war, hasn't she?
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lewishamilton: you're making me regret what i've told you
yourusername: good, maybe that'll teach you a lesson🫠
yourusername: let the record show this is NOT a good kind of melting puddle emoji
lewishamilton: ouch, sustained
user: ARE MOMMY AND DADDY FIGHTING NOOOO
user: if lewis did something stupid we all know she's going to sue his ass, right??
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lewishamilton shared a story!
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lewishamilton: family time off
user: OH HE TOOK HER TO TAKE SOME TIME OFF
user: still don't understand how he bagged her, but good for them
user: why the shirtless pic?? who is getting fired now??
user: okay this joke has gone too far
yourusername: my babies
lewishamiton: maam i'm a grown ass man
yourusername: and??
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user: in the middle of the season?? he is down baddd
user: i'm dying, they are too cute
charles_leclerc: have fun on your trip!
mercedesamgf1: we miss you at the factory!
yourusername: no you don't
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paddockgossipf1: lewis hamilton and y/n y/ln at the paddock amidst breakup rumours, it appears that she was a part of the hot lap portion of the events.
user: notice how they are never together alone and only smiling for the cameras? yeah we're so done
user: girl relax, take a pill, take a shower, take a walk
user: BUT ARE WE GOING TO GET THE VIDEO OF HIM DRIVING HER FOR THE HOT LAP
user: not gonna lie, they seem fine to me
user: BITCH THEY ARE FINE LOOK AT THEM
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user: i just know that she won't let him drive her around after this
user: it's so unfair for two good looking people of this caliber to be in a relationship
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yourusername: slightly over the speed limit, as always
user: LIFE ON THE HIGHWAAAY
user: omg girl famous last words rip
yourusername: you have no idea
yourusername: i should sue
user: OMG MOTHER
georgerussel63: the lad in the sunglasses looks good
user: NOT THE GEORGE CAMEO HI KING
lewishamilton: come on it wasn't that bad
yourusername: you are a maniac
lewishamilton: 🙁
yourusername: 🤍
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user: have they adopted george i need to know
user: poor roscoe has a new brother and he doesn't even know
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grigori77 · 7 months ago
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Critical Role, Campaign 3 Episode 96
Ah, I see, so THIS is why Liam looks like a cute beatnik from a 50s jazz club ... oh boy ... he's brought back the German accent BIG TIME and it's giving me massive Caleb vibes ... meanwhile Tal's clearly having EVEN MORE fun with this ... oh my gods ... wow ... that's a DOOZY, definitely ...
Marisha (cracking up): "It sounded like there was more!" Travis: "I know!"
So ... yeah ... it was all SO HEAVY when we ended it last week ... the group is WELL on the way to imploding under the weight of what just happened in the night ... can they come back from this? This is SO WORRYING ...
Oh boy ... RIGHT BACK where we were at the end ... wow ... so it's just the two of them again ... O.O
Fuck ... now even LAUDNA can feel Delilah's starting to take over ... that's not good at all ...
This is starting to sound SO MUCH like Laudna knows she's not going to be around when this is all done ... oh man ... AND she's starting to think maybe that's A GOOD THING? Fuck ... no, really, NO ...
Imogen's trying SO HARD to keep this all together for BOTH OF THEM but I can feel her breaking too ...
Come on, Imogen, that's it, bring her back from the brink ... LISTEN TO HER, Laudna. She's the best thing in your life, and she feels the same way about you, luv. You need to buck up ...
Imogen: "I'm gonna miss our little cottage." Oh fuck ...
Ah shit ... the tissues ... yeah, that's how it is with ALL OF US right now ...
Crap ... that's right, Dorian's missed A WHOLE LOT, he doesn't KNOW about Delilah, not really ... oh, and also about IMODNA ... XD ... AND Chetney's threesome with Fearne and his ex ...
Oh yeah ... Bordor ... that was a whole bunch of wrong ... that took a whole lot out of ALL OF 'em ...
Ashton being all philosphical again abdout villains trying NOT TO BE ... yeah ... he's pretty spot on ...
Dorian: "CAN she be trusted?" Oof ...
Ashton: "You okay?" Imogen: "No." Ahston: "SHE okay?" Imogen: "No." Ahston: "Okay."
Laudna's just been having a good powerful MOPE while all of this has been going on ... yeah, of course she has ... oh FUCK OFF, Delilah. You're not welcome right now ... oh yeah, Fearne, great timing, snap her out of it!
Orym: "Are you all right? I didn't hurt you too terribly did I?" Laudna: "Oh, I think I can see a few ribs ..."
Yes ... please, come on you too, make up. You're FRIENDS, you mean so much to each other. MAKE UP. Yeah. That's it. Exactly that.
Yeah, exactly. Fuck Delilah, we just want our LAUDNA.
This is exactly it, yeah ... she's not alone, they're ALL carrying their own big mistake baggage, she's not alone in that ...
Awwwww ... Ashton's BIG SISTER Laudna ... I love it ... :3
Wow ... yeah, it may be a joke, but Chetney DOES have a point there ... Dorian's the one true innocent in the group now ... you poor sweet summer chaild ...
Nice move, Chet. Yeah, that works.
Oh, that's interesting ... yeah ... that pipe ... yeah ... that could be REALLY GOOD for Laudna right now ... go on, girl, take a puff ...don't be afraid, this can only HELP ...
And then Dorian comes in with the sweetest cap for all that ... awwww ... :3
AAAAAAND just like that Chetney's OUT. XD ... of course he is.
Spin the bottle? REALLY?!!! LOL ...
Wow ... not they're just getting ridiculous ... XD ... "Hammer time?" Yeah, that's the worst one yet ... "Chetney needs sleep"? Slightly better, maybe ...
More rest, at least ... which is needed ...
Liam'#s giving Orym a point of exhaustion for NECESSITIES ... of course he is ... wee selfless lad ... we love him but he does punish himself sometimes ...
THAT'S what the Gambler's Blade does? DORIAN!!! O.O
Essek is a bit ... MOODY this morning ... hmmmm ...
"I like pulp!" XD
Ah, so everything's ready for them ,then? Sweet ... cue gearing up montage ... LOL ... oh, and descriptions too ...
Hot Shots: Part Deux for Chetney ... XD
Oh shit ... that's right ... they're back from the Moon ... IS Orym a little different? And our boy's a bit toussled now ... yeah, that's CUTE, I'm sure ...
Imogen's wearing PANTS now? Okay ...
Dorian's wearing "THE SLUTTIEST SHIRT"! Cute ...
Nipple talk ... oh dear ... XD
Oh wow ... Laudna's kind of giving me some subtle Harrow the Ninth vibes right now ...with a touch of DELILAH too, which is ... worrying, just a little ... O.O
Ashley's alwasy SO GOOD at weaving a beautiful picture, she really is ... and a utility belt. Yeah ... :3
Ashton's rocking a CROPTOP right now? Awwwwww ... and a spike trade with Fearne, too ... cute ... ooooooh ... and "Smiley Day" ... oh man ... I love it ...
Matt makes a rather pointed "prepare your spells" statement that everybody IMMEDIATELY takes as SUSPICIOUS and I'm right along with them. What are you planning, Mercer?
Yeah ... that fucking bloody apron's just gonna leave a trail behind them THE WHOLE WAY ...
Divvying up stuff ... here we go, ten minutes of inventory bookkeeping while we wait for the game itself to start up again ... XD
Ah ... sucking up one Ring of Protection with the harness ... hmmm ...
Imogen's jealous of Essek's floating thing ... not surprising ...
Ooooh ... ExU: Calamity recap ... cute ...
A FEW tries? Oh, I don't like the sound of that ...
Wow ... they're all REALLY crossing their fingers ... XD
Rolling a D100? Oh fuck ... 14? Hmmmmm ... ouch ... oh, that didn't go well ... they went NOWHERE and took 11 points of Force damage each ... bugger ...
Second try ... ANOTHER roll ... 45? Okay ... SEEMS like the right place ... an abandoned encampment? Interesting ... oh, sounds like it's NOT where they should be, then ...
Lyrengorm? Where?
He can only do it ONCE MORE for the day? Bollocks ...
A final roll ... 61 ... MORE snow ... much colder ... Orym's ENTIRELY BURIED ... a particularly AGGRESSIVE mountain range this time ... some kind of VERY fancy castle ... oh, so we ARE in Eisselcross ... but we're not sure WHERE ... oof ...
Crap ... they've been spotted ... by SOMEBODY ... big lumbering somebodies ...
Undead ice giants? Yeesh ... yeah, better hide ... argh ...
Matt: "There's a reason you took a BOAT to Esselcross last time!"
And now it's time for a break ...
Do they run? Do they fly? WHAT DO THEY DO?!!! Hiding's obviously out of the question ... eep ...
A DISTANT Command on one of them? Risky, Imogen ... "HALT!!!" Oh, it doesn't work on undead? BALLS ...
And now one of them flung a rock ... BAIT & SWITCH!!! Nice save, Orym! Crunch ... STILL 26 points of damage ... ow ...
There's a whole BUNCH of 'em coming now ... AAAAAAAH!!!
Essek's trying a HIGHER level Teleport ... okay ... one more roll ... 48? Oh bollocks, Laura! This is so bad ...
DO NOT give Mercer ideas, Ashley! O.O
More snow ... elsewhere ... hmmmm ... Essek has no idea where they are ... great ...
Yes. Sniff the wind, Chetney ... the air is THINNER ... oh, they're AT ALTITUDE right now ... cute ... on a mountain, then ... that's just PEACHY ...
Oh, if they had something FROM Aeor? I mean THEY COULD just use a piece of FCG ...
Looking into Essek's memories, then ... O.O ... and a glimpse of Aeor ... it's all VERY dramatic ...
Aha, a specific anchoring point ... good idea ...
Laura: "Guidance? Will that help?" Matt: "No, but it's nice to have." XD
So, the Staff ... oh boy ... this could go SO BAD .... she rolls 99 for it ... well, that's ... potentially good?
A frozen woodland glade ... Huh?
Don't shoot the rabbits with your harp, Chetney. They'll only explode and that's not what ANYONE wants ...
An amber coloured dome of energy over them? Oh, yeah, that definitely rings a bell ... XD
At least it's nice and warm in here ... although they are in danger of getting buried under the snow before morning ...
Essek's just IMMEDIATELY going to sleep, then ...
Fearne, you're adorable ... :3
Chetney's going hunting. WITH THE HARP. Oh boy ...
And he shoots a boar? Oh, okay, I suppose that's too big to just blow up ... food!
There's a huge city out there? Hmmmm ... no chance that's Vasselheim, maybe?
Time for food, then ...
Another try at Teleporting, then ... roll AGAIN ... 53? Fuck ...
They land ON THE SLOPE of a mountain ... AAAAAAAAAHHH!!!
Another jump ... another roll ... 46? No, NINETY-six ... somewhere icy and cold ... oh, that's it, then. They made it ... phew ...
Yup, they're here. On the VERY EDGE of the ruins, then ...
Time for Stealth, then ... group check time ... oh boy ... fucking hell, Travis ... 41?!!! How the FUCK did you do THAT?!!!
Shit ... are those more of theose undead ice giants? Oh no ... gods, bo what to know WHAT these things are ... eep ... O.O
Going down into the gloomy underground darkness ...
ICE TROLLS?!!! Lovely ... yeah, just GO QUIETLY, please ...
It's getting STUPID tight in here ... this is NOT GOOD ... Chetney's going ahead to check the route ...
Oh, that's a DROP. Great ... now what?
So they have to climb down with the rope ... great ... oh, Chet wonders if he could ICE-CLIMB down? I really don't know about that ... oh, the Immovable Rod, that shoudl be helpful ...
Yeah, this couldn't possibly go wrong ... O.O
A ruined courtyard? Fascinating ... smelling for anything alive down here ... a clean must? Strange ...
So he's climbing down, then ... okay ... the others getting down will be ... INTERESTING ...
Oh yeah, some light might be helpful now ...
Bones? Frozen into the ice underfoot? Hmmm ... that could be ... problematic ... and some bodies too ... oh lovely ... there's SOMETHING unpleasant down here, clearly ...
Wait ... WHO is this? Oh ... FUCK ... shit! Oh, that is SWEET!!! Nice callback ... O.O
So, going EAST then ...
The Praesidis Ward? Hmmm ...
A giant cavern that was once a city ... weird ...
It's getting WARMER? Hmmm ...
Fearne has a point ... this DOES look like that weird ruined city in the cavern on Ruidus ...
Wait ... there's SCARY things down here to be on the lookout for? Way to bury the lead there, Essek ...
Yeah, DO NOT TOUCH ANYTHING, people ...
He became a FISH. Really? Fascinating ...
Another Group Stealth check ... generally good rolls once more ...
Skeletons? Lots of them? Great ... this place is like a necromancer's wet dream ... I really hope this isn't where Mercer's heading with this ...
Grim Psychometry? IN HERE?!!! Whoa, Chet ...
That is ... troubling and not terribly infomrative, really ...
Crap ... was that a troll?
Moving on, then ...
Weird creepy corpse ... which wasn't there LAST TIME Essek passed through ... charming ... it IS moving, but, like, RIDICULOUSLY slow? Oh, that's unnerving ...
Imogen, AGAIN, don't touch ...
Oh, this seems like a nice, fancy place ... but Essek's not taking any chances with it, clearly ... and somebody's been through here, too ... hmmm ...
HE did this? Interesting ... well, at least he hasn't lost his sense of humour ...
Another cavern ... more industrial environs this time ... fascinating ... and it's curving UPWARDS as it goes ...
The Genesis Ward ...
It just smells of metal and water ... okay ...
So we have a specific destination now, then ...
What, try to home in on Ludinus' Harness? Could that work?
Oh, so there really ARE other things moving around in here besides the group ... that's disconcerting ...
A tent? Really? Well THAT is a pretty major sign of life ... I think they may have found what they're looking for ...
Arcane Eye? Cool ...
Oh, so something happened here ... something VIOLENT, according to the blood ... and CORPSES ... Ruby Vanguard? Oh wow ... THAT'S interesting ... this was ... relatively recent, looks like ...
More of an eagele's eye view of the cavern now ... a big jagged hole in the floor, off in the distance ... great ...
Heading in to take a look at the tent, then ...
So the deaths happened within a space of DAYS, then ... it looks like they all killed EACH OTHER?!!! O.O ... whoever did this was ENJOYING themselves? Charming ... and one of them killed HIMSELF ... and apparently was very HAPPY when he did it ... that's just LOVELY ...
It's a pretty nondescript knife, Imogen ...
Grim Psychometry again, then ... oh boy ...
Oh, so the elf was the one who killed them all ... really violently, with SIGNIFICANT manic strength ... carves soemthing into his chest ... and then kills himself too ... wow ...
Chetney DRAMATICALLY unveils the elf's chest ... a sigil ... what is it, then? Ask Essek ... he doesn;t recognise it ... Laudna casts Eyes of the Rune Keeper ... no joy, it seems ... hmmmmm ...
Oh ... Laudna asks DELILAH if she recognises it ... great ... she doesn't either ... great ...
Don't take a pee on the arcane time dome, Orym ...
Something's grinding out there ... stone on stone ...
A group stelth check, but grading everyone individually as they hide? Oh boy ...
Two groups, then ... roill well, guys ...
It's VERY TALL ... oh boy ... that is DISTURBING ... that's like ... it's a hood, but it DOESN'T actually have a head? Ye gods ... and it has a VERY BIG HAMMER it's gragging behind it ... and there's LOTS of teeth in a maw in its belly ... well THAT noise was just unsettling, Matthew ...
Fuck ... a whole bunch of creepy translucent scorpion-like creatures seem to crawl OUT OF IT ... charming ... and they're searching the area ...
Laudna just gave herself away ... and they're all going RIGHT FOR HER now ... oh fuck ...
And THIS is where Matt chooses to end it ... but not before he gives us a look at the Battlemap for next session ... and it's MASSIVE ...
Oh, this is gonna be a SCARY encounter to start things off next time ... But it's the end of the month, so that's gonna be a FORTNIGHT'S wait ...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!
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spicybylerpolls · 9 months ago
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Well, unknown hero agent man / pen symbolism anon, i hope you're reading this, cos you hit the nail on the head! this kind of symbolic storytelling is not only a fine art of cinema (being lost these days a little sadly, what with the whole netflix speedy turnover etc), but exactly what (good) films of the horror genre aim to do.
horror has long been a way to creatively tell 'normal' dramatic stories through subtext and symbolism. not sure if this is still a way around traditional censorship but im sure it began that way. films like the exorcist, the shining, rosemary's baby... all classics that are filled with subtext. its also an exciting way to talk about things that might seem trite or too bleak when portrayed as a 'straight' drama (this is the term meaning 'non-genre based' or 'non-musical' lmao). So you could say that ST is NOT straight, in more ways than one 😉
but much of this will go over casual viewers heads, so its finding the balance between making a story believable on the surface (another dimension exists! scary government men trying to kill us!) and subtextually (the UD as a metaphor for trauma/AIDS/closeted homosexuality/abuse etc) if viewers are clever enough to see/feel it. i say feel because much of storyviewing is instinctive instead of analytical.
so ST incorporates both - not just metaphorical, vague storytelling, but also real issues too. but it goes one step further, and actually has characters talk explicitly about reading deeper into stuff (murray's behind the curtain speech). it's a very meta show, even for a genre piece, which is why it astounds me that some people think it's not that deep lol. and some people think that only literature can be deep, but never tv or movies - which is an insult to anyone who has ever been passionate about cinema tbh. It's a statement that would probably rip the heart out of the duffers' chests and stomp on it. these guys are super nerds who have dedicated their adult lives to this passion project. as finn said, 'most people make it then just cash in - im so glad they still care'.
I'm sorry you don't feel comfortable talking about the beauty of this storytelling on your main. it really does surprise me that the fandom is so censorship obsessed because sexual metaphors have long existed in visual media, and especially in horror films. there used to be a long post about byler and a potential sex scene at lover's lake on here, but the user disappeared and the post went missing. it was about all the sexual imagery in ST, with a focus on byler in s4. i especially loved how they mentioned mike's introduction, where he was just in underwear: it is both appropriate for the setting, but also gets the audience used to him as a growing lad with a body and draws attention to those uncomfortable, potentially sexual aspects of being a teen. i mean, he was in tiny pants for god's sake. did we need to see that? why did we see it? etc etc
hilariously, they also referenced the always sunny in philadelphia scene where a character is in a therapist office talking about a pen being a dick. he then puts it in his mouth and chews the pen lmoao
i think you'd enjoy @therainscene's rod symbolism post too. I'm personally hoping for some explicit sex scenes with byler, because the show so far has arguably been telling that story metaphorically already for 4 seasons, and bringing it out of the subtext could be a storytelling device in itself. bringing byler's secrets into the light. after all, this is a period piece that aims to shed light on a bygone era. its not a propaganda piece that needs to remain coded; the reasons for staying secretive still exist for mike and will in the 80s, but times have changed since then for us as a global audience, and more importantly, the aspirational message has changed. what message would the duffs want to send to viewers that are still bigoted? clearly one of the beauty of homosexuality, seeing as will, our fav gay boy, has been the darling sympathetic victim of the show since s1e1. the show needs to remain true to both the 80s while also having a strong message for this decade in order for modern audiences to be able to gain something from watching this story; in order for there to be a reason the show exists at all.
so to answer your question, i had never picked up on the pen symbolism until now, but i immediately agree, not least because 1) it must have a meaning that connects to byler's conversation otherwise why does it just interrupt them with no reason? (from a storytelling pov), and 2) because of the always sunny scene lolllll
thanks for the discourse! if you stick around into s5, im sure we will be able to start discussing this on our mains. it'll be a new era and there might even be gifs/pics of byler to accompany our 'spicy' discourse haha!
Amazing/fascinating points! Thanks for adding to the discussion!
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luckyqueenreign · 1 year ago
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I did both routes but tbh I actually prefer Ozzy to Noah by miles. 3-way kiss is whatever when that man came running to propose to my MC even after I pied him in the challenge, a man that's willing to humiliate himself so much to win me over is a keeper Idc Idc. Also he never questioned what MC did in CA even tho he knew we went to the Hideaway there, while Noah's out here preaching that the only reason he twisted was cause he knew MC must've been a slut in CA, like sir get out of here.
Idk bestie!! Pre-casa Ozzys route was “better” in the sense that you actually have sooo much time with him and can kiss him a few times. But the one thing the writers did with Noah’s that’s different to Ozzy’s is they actually made it make sense to who he was as a character. Every convo was different with Noah.. he started off almost angry that MC would even think to break up his one day old couple to being conflicted that he disappoints ppl and how he’s a people pleaser and makes choices that are better for everyone else but himself. When you step back and look at Noah it actually makes sense that they never coupled up in the villa (even though I wish we had bc I love that pixel man lol) but with Ozzy he was wayyy more into MC and flirty with MC from the start. Yes FB tried to show he’s a slow burn but then his actions didn’t really reflect that and after weeks of it it got to a point where it actually didn’t make sense for him to still be with Grace and not us. Personally yes it was awesome Ozzy was making those choices like picking us to marry, or choosing to kiss us in every challenge before that. It wasn’t one sided. But then casa really stepped him out of this character profile and they never really explained it well. We had to pick up fbs pieces and create a narrative that we would be okay with just to move on from that and continue with the route. At least Noah got a video of us in casa doing whatever we did, Ozzy never saw anything and still decided to go skinny dipping and make out with two girls. It’s giving lads holiday. And for him to be the only one that went wild was also bizarre given he’d never even had a one night stand. As for him not even questioning what we did in the hideaway.. that’s just lazy fb writing bc they didn’t even show that in our movie night clip. You mean to tell me I could’ve boned Andy in the hideaway, chosen to not bring him back and they’re still gonna show the clip of me telling Ozzy I like him too?? PLS!!
It all really just boils down to the writing bc s2 had an actual slow burn with tension that built throughout the season. Noah and Hopes connection was also way stronger than Grace and Ozzys. Ozzys route lowkey started to not make sense bc why did we find out this man wasn’t attracted to Grace?? Bc at that point why in the hell after the first chat with him in the pool didn’t he say ok I’m dumping Grace since im not attracted to her and picking you since we have so much more in common??
Idk overall after s4 fb just fell off completely and their storylines just don’t hit the same anymore
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jazlynriddle · 22 days ago
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Welcome to your life - Pt 3:
It's My Own Design Ch 12:
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Summary:
Ominis fought to control his expression, to keep his hands from trembling. Five years. Five years since he'd seen his parents, and this. This was the reason they'd given him the honour of their time? This was the reason they'd sought him out at Hogwarts?
The bitterness welling up within him was thick enough to gag on.
New year, new allies, new responsibilities, new avenues of revenue, and new aspects of their own Ancient Magic to explore. As the Keeper and their partners enter their last year at Hogwarts, it remains to be seen if the new school year will bring with it new problems or adversaries, but they are confident in the strength of their relationship with Sebastian and Ominis. The three of them would endure, no matter what befell them.
And if they were wrong?
What a joke, they would suffer no alternative.
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Warnings: Sebastian x MC x Ominis! Drug Addiction! Spoilers! Slow-burn corruption! Dark content! Fucked up 1800s orphanages! MC has no love for Anne or Solomon! Dubious happy ending (it's happy for MC, Seb and Ominis at least).
You can also read on AO3! (chapter specific warnings below)
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Warnings: None, actually lol this chapter is pretty wholesome xD
Holy shit, this chapter is like 10k words in total. Why do my chapters keep getting longer? I tried to cut it, but the chapter refused to be split up, so you guys get an extra long chapter, enjoy! ♡
Why do I do this to myself-
Though, my partner is going overseas for a week in a few days, so I'll try my best to get the next chapter out on schedule, but I miiiiight have to skip an upload again, because they are my muse and I can't write without them, I'll have to see how much we can clear before their trip x')
But, yay! More making up magic stuff, I always like doing that =D
Also, I highly recommend listening to the track ‘Forbidden Friendship’ from the movie How to Train Your Dragon (god I love that franchise, the old TV series were great too. Hate the third movie and its subsequent stuff though) during the fourth segment of the chapter!
I was listening to the track while writing it and I think it goes quite well! ^_^
“I'm Ranrok's uncle.”
The Keeper tensed immediately and Borgok gave a deep laugh, raising his hands and revealing palms decorated with callouses, as he bared his teeth in a sharp grin. “Peace child, I have no quarrel with you.”
“In fact, I am... grateful for what you did.” He lowered his hands to rest on the table once more with a sigh, his expression pensive and sober. “Killing Lodgok showed us all that Ranrok had lost his purpose. His lofty goal of elevating our people giving way to pure lust for war and death.”
At his words, the Keeper relaxed. While they didn't necessarily believe him, yet, it would be better to give him the impression that they did. “You don't share the same desires that he had? For goblin supremacy.”
“I did... for some time, even served as one of Ranrok's Loyalists. But now… Now, I'd just like to be regarded by humans as equals, and for them to respect our customs. That would be enough for me.” A wistful smile formed on his wrinkled face. “Lodgok shared similar sentiments with me, before his passing... he trained under me and to lose the lad, to our own family, not even to a human...”
Borgok heaved a pained sigh.
“I see.” The Keeper nodded slowly, an unsurprising sentiment, but that still didn't explain what the goblin wanted from them. “You have my condolences. Lodgok was a dear friend to me, but your grief must surely be deeper, for he was family.”
“Thank you.” Borgok returned that slow nod with an equally solemn lowering of his head. “Losing the boy, after all the years I spent training him in the art of crafting... I suppose you could say it taught me the weariness of war.”
A wry smile formed on Borgok's lips. “Lodgok spoke well of you, before he was murdered. A human who was both strong and noble, one who looked at him as an equal rather than a lesser. A person he trusted.”
The Keeper felt a deep pang of guilt in their chest as he spoke, recalling the mournful manner in which their goblin friend had spoken his last words.
I was bringing it to you.
The regret they'd felt was beyond description, when they were forced to leave Lodgok's body behind and escape the collapsing mine, blasts of red and black slamming into the crumbling floor and walls as they fled. The knowledge that he’d died trying to get information for them haunting their steps.
“Which brings me to the topic I wished to discuss with you.” Borgok's eyes met the Keeper's as he spoke. “I am no warrior. I'm a metalsmith, and when I served in Ranrok's army, I lent him my hammer, crafted weapons and tools for him. In the wake of Ranrok's failures, I no longer wished to craft the tools of death and so I have lent my skill to another.”
To another, the Keeper's eyes narrowed.
“For many centuries, we've attempted to fight for equality. Hundreds of rebellions and decades of war, yet we have made no progress, only served to deepen wizardkind's hatred for us.” Borgok shook his head, his expression changing to one of resolve and determination. “As such, the wiser of our kind have set their sights on economic victory instead. We shall make ourselves indispensable to wizardkind, that they may come to need us, to rely upon us. Perhaps then, we will have equality.”
The Keeper's eyebrows rose.
“It is the harder path, the slower and less satisfying one. So, naturally, there are those who are impatient and angry, like Ranrok was, my foolish nephew.” Borgok shook his head once more. “I would ask that you help me quell one such rising rebellion leader. Lest he successfully start a war with the wizarding world and throw us back into the cycle of blood and death, setting us back in our economic progress.”
The Keeper hummed thoughtfully, well, that was quite an ask. “I see where you're coming from and you have my sympathy, but this is no small request. What makes you think I can even do anything about him?”
Borgok chuckled knowingly. “Your reputation precedes you, child. I know full well how powerful you are, the armour I craft are not cheap tin. Yet the rare few that made it back from an encounter with you bore such grievous injury, as though they’d worn mere parchment into battle.”
The Keeper couldn't quite suppress their grin at his words. “Fair enough, still, I would be taking on extreme risk by aiding you. Ranrok was after both my life and property, so I had no choice but to engage him. I bear no such obligation here, if you want my assistance, you will need to make it worth the danger.”
The goblin nodded. “That is reasonable, what might you desire as compensation then?”
The Keeper folded their arms, that was a good question.
Seeing their indecision, Borgok smiled. “Tell you what, as a token of goodwill, I'll gift you something to sweeten the deal. Opportunity.”
The Keeper cocked an eyebrow. “Go on.”
“This pub is more than a mere gathering place.” Borgok elaborated, gesturing towards the bar where a tall elder gentleman was wiping a glass with some cloth. “That there, is the owner of this establishment. Order a glass of Strawberry Milk with a Shot of Brandy and a Cinnamon Stick. And then ask him for Borgok's bounty request and tell him I'm open for green.”
The Keeper glanced at the bar. Bounty request. That meant that this bar was a place one could put out bounties, a prickle of excitement crept up their spine, and take them. A source of freelance work. They were already taking requests in and around Hogwarts, but the kind of work for bounty hunters would surely be more lucrative than what children and villagers had to offer.
Albeit likely more dangerous too, but still.
“Alright.” The Keeper gave him a nod and stood.
Borgok waved a hand leisurely as they left the table. “Take your time.”
Striding over to the bar, the Keeper slid onto a barstool and the bartender moved over to attend them, setting down the glass he'd been cleaning.
The aged man had neatly combed back white hair, and curious black eyes that examined them from behind a tiny pair of round spectacles as he approached. He wore a simple but elegant suit that didn't quite disguise the powerful build beneath it, with an apron around his waist and a pair of white gloves.
His voice was deep and gravelly, as he greeted them with a polite smile. “Good evening, what can I get you?”
“Strawberry Milk with a Shot of Brandy and a Cinnamon Stick.” The Keeper replied curtly, restraining their excitement with some difficulty.
“Welcome to the Phantom Mercenaries, it's been a while since we've had a new face seeking to join our guild.” The bartender hummed, his expression unreadable as he began mixing, assumably, the requested drink. By hand, to their surprise, asking casually. “I couldn’t help but notice that you weren't affected by my waitress’ Veela charm. You don’t look quite that young. I take it you're only attracted to specific people or men exclusively?”
“I fail to see how that's any of your business.” The Keeper replied evenly. So, that woman was a creature. That explained the shock when her advances failed to garner a response from them.
The bartender chuckled. “Strictly-business sort, I see. Very well then. Any preferences for bounty types?”
“Not particularly, but for starters, I'm interested in taking Borgok's bounty request. He's open for green.” The Keeper answered smoothly, and the man's hands stilled.
Frowning at them, the bartender set down his shaker. “Is that so... look, kid. Eight Hunters have already attempted that job. Two of them abandoned the bounty after sustaining severe injury and the rest simply never returned for their check-ins. It's not a job I'd recommend for a fresh-faced greenie's first run.”
The Keeper bristled. “I'll be the judge of that, thanks.”
The man shrugged, picking his shaker up and continuing his mixing. “Sure, don't take it personally kid, it's just my duty to warn you.”
The Keeper frowned in confusion at his sudden change of tone.
“Glacius.” He muttered, flashing them a grin as he placed a tall sling glass of pale pink liquid before them, wisps of cold steam wafting from its rim. “A kid who survived having a bounty on their head for a year doesn't need my protection.”
“I had a bounty on me?” The Keeper frowned down at the drink suspiciously and the elder man chuckled.
“Rookwood placed one on you. It was lifted when you killed him, of course. But the number of Hunters that died in the attempts dissuaded others rather quickly.” The bartender explained, before nodding at the drink. “Don't worry, kid. It's not what you ordered, just a strawberry milk mocktail. Wouldn’t want you doing business with a foggy head, might find yourself bartering away your soul.”
The Keeper raised an eyebrow at the man, and he chuckled again. “I guess that paranoia is how you survived.”
With that, the man took a spoon, stirred the drink, scooped some, poured it into his mouth and swallowed. “There, it's not poisoned. I look forward to working with you.”
Tipping their head in gratitude, the Keeper lifted the glass and took a sip, drinking carefully to avoid accidentally swallowing the Mandrake leaf under their tongue.
In truth, they'd never had strawberry milk before, let alone in a mocktail with other fruits, but it was surprisingly pleasant, perhaps a little sweet for their taste, the cinnamon stick was an interesting touch too. More importantly, it was nice that the man didn't seem to take offence at their suspicion, they had a feeling they would fit in well here.
“A lot of the Hunters that took the bounty for you worked with Rookwood to track you down.” The bartender continued, stooping to rummage through the shelves under the counter. “We've got a decent network, but most wouldn't turn down the far reach of the Rookwood Gang's arm.”
That reminded the Keeper of the occasions that they would come across what they'd thought were Ashwinders or Poachers travelling in pairs or alone. Perhaps those were actually bounty hunting Mercenaries all along.
“Aha, here we go.” The bartender straightened with a scroll in his hands, which he presented to the Keeper. “Here's the contract for Borgok's bounty, you're welcome to give it a read.”
Taking the scroll from him, the Keeper unrolled it and examined its contents. Upon the parchment was the image of a goblin, along with his name, Gnarlak, apparently. With the promise of a reward that was open to negotiation scribbled beneath the portrait.
The Keeper frowned, well that wasn't much to go on.
“That's why it's not recommended for greenies.” The bartender chuckled wryly. “Borgok knows very little of that goblin's whereabouts. So, you'll have to do much of the investigation yourself, on top of infiltration and assassination.”
“And you?” The Keeper asked, rolling up the parchment once more and returning it, before picking up their glass again. “Anything you can share about Gnarlak or Borgok?”
The bartender gave a thoughtful hum, idly taking up another glass and beginning to clean it with a cloth. “Borgok's one of the finest metalsmiths amongst the goblins, I heard that Gnarlak tried to recruit him, but Borgok refused, took up work for Gringotts’ instead, it seems.”
The Keeper nodded, Borgok had spoken of economic warfare, so that tracked. Hang on, if Borgok had done metalsmithing for Ranrok, that meant...
“Gnarlak’s an odd one, he was one of Ranrok's commanders and, word on the street is that he was holding a candle for the late rebellion leader. It's only been two years but he's a bit of a rising star, picked up both the remains of Ranrok's Loyalists, and the goblins who were disappointed with Ranrok.” The man paused thoughtfully for a moment.
“Honestly, it's not surprising that Borgok wants him dead, the kill and death rates for Gnarlak’s Loyalists are absurdly high. And the goblin has fast gained a reputation for being a callous commander. It's a wonder why his men seem so loyal and willing to follow him.” The bartender shrugged. “That's about all I've got. The rest you'll need to scrounge up on your own.”
Great, relying on gossip as always.
“I see, thanks.” The Keeper sighed internally and looked down, finding their glass to be almost empty. When did that happen?
“Still keen on taking the job?” The bartender asked. “Over here, most requesters aren't willing to take a greenie with no jobs under their belt. Each failed attempt costs time and makes the target more aware that they're being targeted, lowering the rate of success.”
The elder man began cleaning the shaker, again by hand. Maybe he was bored or something. “So, if you clear this one, you won't have to wait for another requester who's open for greens. But considering the difficulty of this one and your lack of experience, it might be wiser to wait.”
A smirk lifted the corner of the bartender's mouth. “After all, fighting off attackers isn't quite the same as tracking prey.”
The Keeper snorted, finished off the last of their glass, and stood. “I'm a quick learner.”
“Come back with Borgok when you've completed negotiations then.” The bartender chuckled, collecting their empty glass and began cleaning it as the Keeper returned to the table where Borgok still sat, drinking from their untouched mug of water.
“That's fifty galleons, my friend.” The Keeper quipped as they retook their seat.
“They can put it on my tab.” Borgok gave them a deep chuckle in response. “So, what do you say?”
“I'm keen.” The Keeper smirked.
“Excellent.” Borgok grinned. “The look in your eyes tells me you have found something you want from me.”
“Indeed, I have.” The Keeper nodded. “You did metalsmithing for Ranrok, and if I'm not wrong, that means you made collars and armlets of goblin silver for him.”
Borgok's bushy eyebrows rose high on his forehead. “That I did. However, I do not know how Ranrok infused them with power. He never shared that much with me.”
“That's quite alright.” The Keeper shook their head. “I'd simply like you to make those for me.”
“Exactly what use might you have for a dragon collar?” The goblin tilted his head in confusion. “Surely you don't have a dragon.”
“I don't want collars for dragons.” The Keeper grimaced, recalling the dragon that had been forced to attack their carriage on the way to Hogwarts. They would never place such a thing on the Hebridean Black’s child. “I want collars of the same design. But sized for human necks.”
Borgok's eyes widened, and he frowned deeply. “I'm not sure I want to know what you want with such a thing.”
“You don't.” The Keeper supplied. “I'll even pay you for the cost of crafting them and arrange for them to be returned to you upon my death.”
Borgok's eyebrows went right back up. “On top of fulfilling my bounty request?”
“Yes.” The Keeper nodded.
The goblin folded his arms and leaned back in his seat in thought. This was an incredibly good deal for him, he couldn’t possibly turn it down, this the Keeper was certain of. Well, from a profit standpoint at least.
“They're made from goblin silver, you do realise how costly they will be to craft?” Borgok finally asked.
“I am aware.” The Keeper nodded.
However, if they managed to sell the dragon parts, they'd be doing well financially for a while. Not to mention, Penny's work in Hogsmeade and any bounties they cleared would help lighten the load too. Assuming they managed to clear Borgok's of course.
“...how many do you think you'll want?” Borgok asked somewhat grudgingly.
“Two... for now. Along with a single armlet.” The Keeper replied thoughtfully. “And, if you're amenable, I would also come to you for other constructs I need made from goblin silver, I have need of a cauldron as well.”
Borgok's expression was pinched for several minutes, and they decided to remind him how much he needed them. Hey, he was the one talking about making the goblins indispensable to wizardkind for leverage, they were just doing the same.
“I wouldn't mind helping you to suppress aggressive goblin rebellion leaders in the future as well, of course. I care as much as you do about ensuring that Lodgok's sacrifice, in the name of peaceful protest, goes well.” They offered, and honestly, they meant it too.
Lodgok was the first person to give their life for the Keeper. They had never wanted to undo something quite as much as they had in that moment. They'd never screamed no in denial with as much desperation, as they had when his body broke against the rocks, not even when they were first forced to their knees on cold stone.
The Keeper had been utterly unprepared for how loss would feel. They, who had had next to nothing for so long. A disgusting sensation that they had been forced to feel again and again since then. One they knew would attempt to force itself into their life relentlessly for the rest of their days, but one they would rail against with equal persistence for as long as they were able.
Borgok took a deep breath in response to their words. “...very well. I will supply you with any goblin silver metalsmithing you require. On the condition that you offer your continued aid in quelling goblin rebellion leaders that may lead our peoples to war and that you will return my work upon your passing.”
“Deal. Shall we?” The Keeper gestured towards the bar counter as they stood, and Borgok nodded, following them to the bar.
“Come to an agreement then?” The bartender asked pleasantly and the two nodded as they took their seats upon the barstools.
“Now, first off.” The bartender turned to the Keeper with a small smile. “There is the matter of your name. You may use your real name or an alias for business and contracts. You can change it later, but I'd recommend that you avoid doing so since it'll make it difficult to recognise you.”
The Keeper sighed. Names, they really couldn't bother to come up with something, but they probably shouldn’t use their real one... ugh, fine. “Salamander.”
“You're in luck, that isn't currently in use by any of our mercenaries. And the last Salamander died about sixty years back without much to his name.” With a flourish, the bartender unrolled the scroll of parchment he'd presented to them before and offered Borgok a dark red quill. “Please write the details of your agreement upon the back of this contract.”
The goblin grimaced and accepted a small shot glass from the bartender as well, knocking back its contents before he began writing the terms they'd agreed upon before.
A moment later, Borgok passed the parchment and quill to the Keeper and the bartender offered them a shot glass as well, all while keeping his eyes averted from the contract.
“A simple painkiller mixed with wiggenweld potion.” The elder man explained with a faint smirk. “You'll need to write the exact words Borgok wrote, just beneath it, and then sign off at the bottom right corner. And make certain that you concur entirely with the terms, you will not be able to change them later without agreement from Borgok.”
The Keeper frowned at the glass of light green liquid for a moment, getting a feeling that they knew where this was going, considering that neither they nor Borgok had been given any ink. So, they accepted the shot and knocked it back. Giving the contract one last look over to double check, they began writing.
Immediately, they felt their back begin to itch and burn, the red ink that flowed from the quill lining up perfectly with the dull and uncomfortable sensation spreading across their skin. Yup, this quill was using their blood and carving up their back while at it.
At least the text was short, and they quickly felt the wiggenweld stitching their wounds closed as they finished writing, wondering idly how much more painful this would have been without the shot.
The moment their signature was done, their text glowed bright red and drifted up along the parchment to fuse with Borgok's, leaving their signatures separate, one on the left and the other on the right.
As the red glow slowly faded from the parchment, the bartender, who was still keeping his eyes averted from the contract, spoke. “Now then, little greenie, please roll up the parchment.”
The Keeper side-eyed him with some irritation at the nickname, but did as instructed. The elder man then tapped the scroll with his wand and seemingly lifted a second copy of the contract out of itself. Next, he pulled out two ribbons, a stick of wax, and a seal stamp, tied up both the scrolls individually, heated the wax over a candle, before sealing the two ribbons with said wax, his movements practiced and fluid.
Each time his stamp pressed down, the wax shone a bright blue before hardening, and when he lifted the stamp, a tiny burst of blue flame flickered into being over the wax seal, before disappearing in a flash of light. Its ephemeral glow reminding the Keeper of the way phantoms were depicted, as tiny blue flames floating around them called Hitodama, in a Japanese fairytale that Ominis had been reading last week.
Perhaps that was the origin of this pub's name, perhaps not.
The bartender then passed the first scroll to Borgok, and the second to the Keeper with a smile. “Congratulations, Salamander, you've just accepted your first bounty request as a Phantom's Mercenary. You are now an honorary member of my guild.”
“Honorary?” The Keeper cocked an eyebrow as they accepted the scroll, examining the blue wax seal with a flame symbol emblazoned upon it.
The bartender flashed them a sharp grin. “Of course, you'll have to actually complete at least one contract in order to be a bona-fide Mercenary.”
“Of course.” The Keeper huffed in amusement as they tucked the contract away in their satchel. “In that case, do look forward to my official membership.”
“I’m sure I will.” The bartender chuckled as he dripped more wax onto a small dish. “You, and only you, will be able to remove the seal any time you wish to view the contents of the contract, should you simply tie it back up, the wax will seal itself again.”
The bartender then stamped the seal onto the wax, producing yet another blue flame as he continued. “Upon completion, I will place a different stamp upon the wax, that will seal the terms agreed upon. If the request is abandoned or one of you is deceased, I will dissolve this wax seal and the contract will be broken along with it.”
He raised the, now hardened, blue wax token, about the size of a chocolate frog, and rotated it for them to see. On one side was an imprint of Borgok's face and on the other, the Keeper's. “You, however, will not be able to dissolve the contract, even should you shred the parchment to dust or burn it.”
The bartender stooped to deposit the wax token somewhere behind the counter. “You'll also need to check-in with me at least once a month, elsewise I shall assume that you have abandoned the request or have perished. And it's considered good practice to provide me with updates weekly that I can pass on to the requester or that you update them yourself.”
The Keeper nodded. “I'll try, but I'm still in Hogwarts, so I'll only be able to visit on Saturday nights at best.”
The bartender shot them an amused look and they rolled their eyes in response.
“Opening hours are six in the evening till six in the morning, an owl addressed to Alasdair, Phantom's Flask, will find me easily enough.” At his words, the Keeper belatedly realised that they hadn't gotten the bartender's name till now.
“Alright, thanks.” The Keeper nodded again, catching movement out of the corner of their eye, near the staircase landing, and soon spotted Ominis striding leisurely down the stairs, pausing to speak with the doorman. “How much for the drink?
“It's your first drink, so it's on the house.” Alasdair waved a hand lazily. “Ask for the house special in the future, if you're here for Merc business.”
“Got it, and how much for the information?” The corner of the Keeper’s mouth lifted and so too did the elder man's.
“Also on the house, for my Mercenaries at least.” Alasdair chuckled. “It benefits me too if my guildmembers have a reputation for success. So, I only charge Mercs from other guilds.”
A smirk spread across the bartender's face, the lens of his spectacles catching the light as he spoke. “Besides, you've killed a lot of my Hunters. I have high hopes that your membership will cover my losses.”
The Keeper chuckled wryly, keeping an ear out for the sound of Ominis leaving the pub. “In that case, I'd appreciate it if you could help me get in touch with the two that returned from attempting to clear Borgok's bounty request.”
Alasdair hummed thoughtfully. “One of them should be dropping by next Saturday night to give me an update on their current bounty. If you come again, I can introduce you, but anything you want from them, will be up to you to wrangle.”
“Alright, thanks.” The Keeper nodded, distantly hearing the doors of the pub open for Ominis to leave. “I'll be back next week then.”
“Happy hunting.” The bartender waved his cloth at them casually.
“I look forward to your results.” Borgok flashed them a faint smile.
The Keeper gave the goblin a parting nod as well, before lifting their hood and leaving the pub behind Ominis.
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“You should have waited, and conferred with us, before joining some mercenary guild and signing a blood contract!” Ominis pinched the bridge of his nose.
The Keeper sighed. “I didn't see any reason to wait, it's an incredible opportunity and this is exactly the type of work I enjoy. I would have insisted on taking the job anyway even if I'd waited to tell you two about it.”
Ominis didn't look too pleased with that statement and the Keeper knew that he was probably more hurt than anything else.
“Ominis, darling, I love you deeply, but this is what I want to do. You wouldn't like it if I told you what to do with your life, would you?” The Keeper reasoned, reaching across the Feldcroft table, that they and their partners were seated around, to touch Ominis’ hand.
“But it's dangerous!” Ominis protested, withdrawing his hand from their reach. “And these are dangerous people you're choosing to work with.”
“Well, so are some of the requests I'm already taking.” The Keeper chuckled. “If anything, I think it's better to have a network and people I can look to for assistance. To work in a place that has rules and security.”
“That bartender does sound like a nice chap.” Sebastian agreed. “Offering to help you and all.”
“My entire life has been fraught with danger, I'd probably feel uncomfortable if that changed.” The Keeper flashed a wry smile. “I grew up in these types of places, with these types of people. If anything, it feels more natural and comfortable than Hogwarts.”
Ominis sighed and folded his arms. “I suppose I just can't imagine why you would want to work in that sort of environment. To put yourself in danger when you know I'll worry.”
“We've talked about this before, haven't we? With Sebastian wanting to be a Curse Breaker.” Reaching out to take Ominis’ hands and move them from their folded position, the Keeper placed a kiss against his knuckles. “We are partners, that means we work together and support each other as equals. Not control each other, or force each other to do what we want. I'm sure you don't want to be part of such a family again.”
Ominis grimaced, thinking clearly of his parents’ ‘traditions’.
“I'll take your feelings and advice into consideration when I act, and bend as much as I can, but if we let ourselves think we can forcefully change each other, well...” The Keeper gave him a faint smile. “You'll just have to remember that I wouldn't needlessly hurt you and try to respect my decisions, even if you don't understand them. As I would for you.”
“...I remember.” With a sigh, Ominis shook his head. “Alright, let's hear your reasons then, what do you even need goblin silver for?”
The Keeper smiled, he would get there, eventually. “As the only material that can contain energy extracted with my Ancient Magic, we will need someone who is willing to craft tools for us from goblin silver.”
“Like a cauldron.” Sebastian volunteered.
“And storage for the energies.” The Keeper continued, giving him a nod. “I also noticed that Ranrok's Loyalists seemed to be able to use Emotional Pain energy through the armlets they wore. It'd be extremely useful if I can store energy in those rather than always using cumbersome jars to take a hit.”
Sebastian hummed thoughtfully. “I wonder if we could make other objects that can release stored energies.”
“Probably.” The Keeper nodded. “I was thinking of investigating the design of the tools he sells us, I doubt I could come close to crafting something with as much skill as he, but I had an idea for a storage system that would require a lot of goblin silver.”
“Yeah yeah, sounds great.” Sebastian waved a dismissive hand, before grinning. “But imagine this...”
He paused, spreading his hands dramatically. “A dagger laced with Fear.”
Ominis sighed and the Keeper gave a fond chuckle.
“Oh, come on, you can't pretend that doesn't sound absolutely wild.” Sebastian implored, gesturing animatedly. “A nightmare inducing blade, a poisoned dagger that isn't fatal! But also, can't be undone with a simple finite by another enemy. Unlike petrificus totalus.”
Ominis blinked for a bit, before humming thoughtfully. “...I suppose I don't mind the idea of giving them a more certain means to disarm without killing.”
“See?” Sebastian beamed at Ominis, shooting the Keeper a quick wink.
Ominis cocked an eyebrow in response and there was a moment of bewildered silence, before realisation struck him and Sebastian rolled his eyes. “You know what I meant.”
A small, amused smile lifted the corner of Ominis lips, and he sighed. “Yes well, I guess I can understand the appeal.”
The Keeper was still debating whether to mention the collars or not, when Ominis folded his arms. “Anything else you'd like to mention?”
They blinked at him in surprise and Ominis huffed with some impatience. “You haven't moved or made a whit of sound for a while. You're only so still before you tell me something potentially upsetting. Out with it then.”
The Keeper hesitated for a moment but decided to be honest. “Dragons are untameable. Yet Ranrok managed to set a dragon upon Fig and I in fifth-year. I believe that it was the collar, laced with Pain, and placed around its neck that allowed him to control it.”
Both boys frowned and Sebastian hesitantly asked. “You're not-”
“Of course not.” The Keeper quickly interrupted. “I would never collar our dragon chick or do anything so barbaric, its mother gave it to us that it may be free, and that is my intention as well.”
Their partners visibly sagged in relief and the Keeper was mildly offended that the two would even think them capable of such a thing.
“I want to investigate how the collar functions and if it can control a dragon, surely it would work easily on humans.” The Keeper explained and Ominis’ eyes widened.
Sebastian, as always, caught on immediately. “For our guests, right? That makes sense, if we can control them using the collars, it'd be another means of preventing escape.”
“And we could even utilise the collars in our experiments to inject small amounts of energies over time, if I can figure out how to operate them.” The Keeper agreed.
“That's an if.” Ominis countered.
“Yes, I might not figure it out, but knowledge is power, and I'd like to understand my abilities and perhaps, if it's possible to restore an aura after it's been torn.” The Keeper explained. “All part of ensuring that this process is as well understood as possible, before I potentially damage Anne.”
Ominis almost looked surprised at the reminder, and the Keeper wondered how long it'd been since he'd thought of her, as a shade of guilt flickered across his face.
“I suppose that makes sense. I still don't like it, but I'm sorry for getting worked up so quickly, I just...” Ominis trailed off with a sigh.
“It's quite alright. If anything, that panicked state is more painful for you than us.” The Keeper wore a sympathetic smile as they lightly caressed his cheek.
“That's right, you don’t need to worry about us. You get upset because you care. And we know that. And appreciate it.” Sebastian added.
Ominis hesitated for a moment, like he was trying to figure something out, before he shook his head and gave the two a soft smile. “Thank you. For understanding.”
“Of course, we love you.” The Keeper chuckled. “Now, let's not let this distract from your success in acquiring the needed Re'em blood earlier tonight.”
“Oh, yes, you have to tell us all about it!” Sebastian nodded eagerly.
“There's really not much to tell, I'm afraid.” Ominis chuckled. “The queue was longer than I expected, but considering that the poacher vendor would host one customer at a time, and the vendor is only in business once a week, I shouldn't have been surprised.”
“I imagine privacy is an issue for patrons of such a store.” Sebastian snickered.
“Indeed, I managed to trade the two gallons of dragon's blood that I brought with me for four pints of Re'em blood.” Ominis explained. “The vendor said that he would trade a gallon of Re'em blood for a pair of dragon kidneys next week, he's got a buyer looking to buy as many of them as possible.”
“Creepy.” The Keeper commented.
“No less than us asking for the same with Re'em blood.” Ominis chuckled with a wry smile.
“Heh, can't argue with that one.” Sebastian laughed along sheepishly.
“Regardless, he probably knows we've got a dragon chick and are selling its parent's parts.” The Keeper murmured. “It can't be helped, for someone well versed in Poaching, but at least we needn’t fear the vendor tattling on us or anything.”
“Yes well, he did seem mildly amused, perhaps he imagined me to be a pampered noble who'd demanded a dragon for a birthday gift.” Ominis rolled his eyes.
“Hey, at least the getup worked.” Sebastian dragged his chair across the carpet, making a ghastly sound, just to bump shoulders with Ominis and murmur into his ear. “Though, while I think you looked quite dashing in it, I much prefer you out of it.”
Immediately, Ominis’ cheeks reddened, and he covered his face with one hand, while planting the other into Sebastian's, shoving the brunet an arm's length away. “Don't just-”
The Keeper laughed lightly as Sebastian's muffled complaints and Ominis’ flustered bluster filled the air. Perfect, everything was going according to plan. Now, all they needed was to buy some mead, mix the milk substitute, and then wait for the egg to actually hatch next weekend.
If it hatched at all.
Fuck.
The wait was going to be absolutely unbearable.
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“Oh, I think I need to use the loo for a bit.” Ominis grimaced, his words causing the Keeper and Sebastian to halt in their tracks, pausing in the otherwise empty hallway outside the Slytherin common room, on their way to breakfast in the great hall.
“Again?” Sebastian raised an eyebrow.
Ominis huffed in annoyance and some embarrassment. “Yes well, my stomach seems to be a tad upset at the moment.”
“We can wait for you.” The Keeper offered, shoving Sebastian lightly in the arm. Perhaps Ominis’ stomach-ache was because he was anxious about the egg’s hatching too.
“No, it's fine, you two go on ahead. I'll catch up.” Ominis shook his head and waved them on as he pushed open the door to the boys’ wash closets.
“Take your time!” Sebastian called after him and the Keeper gave him a pointed look. “What? I'm allowed to ask questions, aren't I? It’s barely been fifteen minutes since he last went.”
The Keeper shook their head with a helpless smile, continuing on towards the great hall. “Heaven knows why he even likes a crass buffoon like you.”
Sebastian grinned roguishly as he followed with a swagger. “It's the boorish charm I bet, posh princelings like a little ruffian between the sheets.”
“Ah yes, that must be it.” The Keeper snorted, shaking their head in amusement. “Wonder what my pull is.”
“Your Slytherin charm, no doubt.” Sebastian snickered. “Rationalising things for him so he can do what he wants guilt-free.”
“Heh, sounds about right.” The Keeper chuckled, and in the calm silence that followed, their mind returned to the state of just pure stress it'd been stuck in before the interruption.
Today was the day they'd estimated, when the dragon egg would hatch, and they were anxious to head to Dìon to wait on standby. Tynx was on orders to owl immediately if the egg showed signs of hatching early, and so far, there hadn't been a letter saying that ‘the chick is arriving’.
Hopefully it would hatch before they had to leave for Natty's Saturday evening lesson and then to visit the Phantom's Flask tonight. Or perhaps tomorrow, during the day, before they had to return to Hogwarts. They wanted to be there when the eg-
“Woah!” Sebastian exclaimed as the Keeper's right foot landed on something that was decidedly not Floor and slid forward.
Quickly, he grabbed their arm to steady them before whatever they'd stepped on made them do an unseemly split in the middle of the empty hallway. Clinging to his supporting arm, the Keeper glared down at the offending object, finding it to be a small journal or notebook.
“Are you alright?” Sebastian asked with a faint smile.
“Yes. No thanks to this.” The Keeper replied dryly, removing their foot from the small book and bending down to collect it. “Now, who could have dropped this?”
“Looks like a diary perhaps, maybe there's a name in it?” Sebastian suggested, peering curiously at the journal over their shoulder.
“Let's see...” As they opened the book to see if he was correct, its well flattened spine naturally flipped to what seemed to be the latest entry, and the Keeper distantly heard hurried footsteps coming from just ahead of them.
Dear diary,
Wonderful news! Father finally agreed to try speaking with the head of the Gaun-
The volume of the footsteps intensified, but before the Keeper could even lift their head, the small book was abruptly yanked from their grasp.
“That's mine!” They were met with the mildly familiar voice and equally familiar face of a younger Slytherin girl, now clutching the book protectively to her chest and glaring angrily at them. “What do you think you're doing with my diary!?”
The Keeper raised an unimpressed eyebrow at the girl. “Well, your diary almost gave me a nasty fall, might want to take better care of your belongings.”
The girl jabbed an accusatory finger in their face. “You were caught thumbing through my personal property, and you dare claim that you didn't steal it!?”
The Keeper glared at the bright magenta tipped finger in their face. Ah, right, Jolene. The cowardly girl who'd disappointed Ominis. “Tread carefully, that is a bold accusation.”
The thinly veiled threat in their voice seemed to get through to her, and Jolene shrunk back, biting her lip and retracting her hand to clutch at her diary.
“You'll see, you're not the only ones who can get close to Ominis anymore, just because you're both orphans!” With that, the redhead fled in the direction of the great hall.
Sebastian stared at her retreating figure with an incredulous expression on his face. “Excuse me? Did she just imply that we're only able to be close to Ominis because we don't have parents? What in Merlin's name...”
The Keeper shook their head exasperatedly. “Hell if I know, girl sounds right barmy.”
A moment of irritated silence passed.
“Should we...?” Sebastian asked, not needing to say much for them to know what he was asking.
“I don't see much reason to, he doesn't need further disappointment.” The Keeper shook their head and Sebastian nodded. “He thinks well of her, let him dream.”
“Good point, I wouldn’t even know how to start explaining the ridiculousness that just occurred.” He sighed. “Not sure what to make of her statement either.”
“I imagine she's jealous? Maybe Ominis’ impression that she'd been intimidated into silence by her parents held water after all.” The Keeper shrugged. “Don't know why she assumes we wouldn't still be close to Ominis even if we had disapproving parents like hers.”
“Not our problem she doesn't have a spine.” Sebastian snorted.
“And I don't think it needs be his problem either.” The Keeper pointed out.
“Agreed.” Sebastian nodded firmly.
“Besides, he's clearly worried enough about the chick.” The Keeper sighed, like themselves. “We don't need to stress him further.”
Sebastian's eyes widened. “Ohhhh, that's why he had to use the loo!”
The Keeper stared at him for a moment, he hadn't realised? “Yes?”
Sebastian stared blankly at them for another moment, before dropping his fist into his other palm. “And that's why you didn't notice the book on the floor, you're stressed about it too!”
The Keeper paused, huh, that was unexpected. “Yes, I suppose I am.”
They sighed, and Sebastian's eyes softened.
Glancing around, he ascertained that the hall was empty once more, before stepping closer and placing a warm hand atop the Keeper's head. “Hey, it'll be alright, the chick's going to hatch just fine, and then we'll be busy as hell for the next two years.”
The Keeper's eyes slipped shut, allowing him to comfort them for a moment, before smiling and opening their eyes again. “Of course we are, but I'm still going to worry about it, and you can't stop me.”
“I guess it wouldn't be you if you weren't overplanning everything.” Sebastian shook his head with a helpless grin as he retrieved his hand.
“Well, I’d be less worried if Ominis could see into the egg.” The Keeper sighed, of course the bloody thing would have magic that interfered with his wand sight.
“I thought I said the two of you didn't need to wait for me.” Ominis voice came from behind them and the two turned to see him approaching at a leisurely pace.
“Feeling better?” Sebastian asked, placing a hand on their blind partner's back and giving it a gentle rub.
“Mostly.” Ominis sighed. “Not sure I've got much of an appetite for breakfast to be honest.”
The Keeper grimaced. “Yeah, me neither.”
Sebastian was about to add his two cents, when a very harried looking owl shot through the air and dropped a letter onto his head. “Ack!”
“Wait, is that-” The Keeper stooped to pick the letter off the floor while Sebastian glared at the dumb bird.
Inside the envelope was a single phrase. ‘The chick is arriving.’
“Guys, we've got to get to Dìon. It's hatching!” The Keeper immediately took off in the direction of the nearest floo, they'd need to fly to Dìon after flooing, so they didn't have much time.
“Now!?” Ominis exclaimed. “Oh, Merlin.”
“Come on!” Sebastian grabbed Ominis hand with a broad grin and dragged him along.
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The moment the Keeper's feet touched the floor, they were already running towards the kitchens’ side entrance, quickly followed by the two boys, while Sepulchria found a nice spot to lie down for a rest after the breakneck pace they’d put her through.
Darting through the empty frame, they really needed to get the doors done, the Keeper was met with the heart-stopping sight of the purple egg, resting on a large stack of towels in the middle of the kitchen island counter.
With a long crack along its surface.
“Master! Eggy is hatching!” Tibsy squealed excitedly from her spot beside the counter, the other two elves standing beside her as well.
They barely heard her, taking a few steps forward to stand before it, while Tynx pulled Tibsy away so that the two boys could stand around the counter with the Keeper.
“Is it?” Ominis murmured, voice hushed with nerves.
“There's- there's a crack.” The Keeper's voice was strained, their breath shallow and anxious.
Good God if the baby wasn't actually alive in there, they were going to- Well, they weren't sure, but it wouldn't be pretty.
The egg shook and another crack formed on its surface.
“Oh!” Ominis jolted and his partners gave him a quizzical glance. “Sorry, I heard-”
Another hairline crack and a soft squeak came from the egg.
The egg shook and began to tip onto its side, and the Keeper immediately reached out to stabilise it, but Sebastian caught their hand, stopping them with a gentle reminder. “It's okay, let it figure its way out, the cloth'll keep it from getting injured.”
The Keeper took a deep breath, right. The book had said that the dragon needed to get out on its own or it wouldn't grow properly.
The egg landed on its side, nestled safely on the fluffy towels, and there was a thump from the inside, before another squeak.
“What if it's stuck?” Ominis asked worriedly.
“Oh, no no, I think it's got it.” Sebastian pointed at the egg. “On this side.”
The Keeper took a step around to peer at the egg from beside Sebastian, spotting a piece of the egg that had dislodged from the rest of the shell. There was another thump and the piece of shell dropped from the egg, revealing a scrawny black scaled leg, coated in a thin film of slime.
The leg then disappeared from sight, and they could hear the sound of the baby shifting inside, before a little snout emerged, tiny eyes blinking drowsily as its small jaws opened to release a high-pitched squeak.
Relief hit the Keeper like a boulder and a breathless laugh escaped them, it was alive.
Little innocent purple eyes examined them curiously from under the shell's shade and the Keeper reached a hand towards it slowly.
“Hey there...” The Keeper murmured softly, filled with wonder when the small creature didn't recoil in fear, but poked its snout out further, taking a curious sniff of their fingertips. “Want to come out?”
As they withdrew their hand in encouragement, the little dragon stretched its neck out to follow their fingers, only to be impeded by the remaining shell. The small creature seemed to remember what it'd been doing part way and began to push at the remaining shell once again, cracking more pieces off in its bid for freedom.
“It's so small.” Ominis’ voice was the gentlest they'd ever heard it, which was saying something.
“Yeah...” The Keeper agreed with a breathless chuckle, brushing aside some of the shell so that the dragon could have an easier time wiggling free.
The small creature squeaked as it tumbled from the shell's confines, flapping its tiny wings in an effort to right itself, struggling to hold its disproportionately larger head up on long spindly thin legs.
“There you go.” The Keeper beamed proudly, feeling oddly pleased at its meagre achievement.
Once it had its feet under it, the baby dragon lifted its head, staring with wide eyes at the world now revealed to it from beyond the confines of its shell. Its bright purple gaze ran over the kitchen walls, the three humans, and the three elves. Eventually settling on Sebastian, who had been oddly quiet since the dragon hatched, and to everyone's surprise, the little thing began to wobble across the counter.
Towards him.
“Um.” Sebastian stood stiff, eyeing it warily as it approached him. “Guys-”
The dragon didn't seem quite as uncertain as Sebastian was and continued its determined march towards him.
“Hey-” Sebastian tugged on the Keeper's sleeve. “Why's it coming at me-”
They eyed him with amusement, the boy looked like he was about to panic, especially since the dragon didn't seem to realise that it was reaching the edge of the counter.
Right as it did so, Sebastian quickly scooped the little dragon into his arms before it could fall, as the Keeper had known he would.
He stared down at the tiny dragon in his arms with wide eyes and the baby released a few surprised squeaks. Shifting itself into a more comfortable position, the dragon settled down in his arms contentedly, looking snug and cozy as it nuzzled against his chest.
“I think it likes you.” Ominis giggled.
“Not funny, what do I do-” Sebastian hissed and to his alarm, the baby dragon opened its mouth and began squealing loudly, revealing a maw devoid of teeth.
The Keeper glanced towards Tynx. “Do you have the milk substitute ready?”
“Yes, Master.” Tynx nodded, shuffling forward to offer them a bottle that Poppy had helped them fit with a rubber teat for the dragon beforehand, its glass insides filled with a thick golden-brown liquid.
Taking the bottle, they approached Sebastian. “Hold still and I'll feed it.”
Sebastian gave a shaky nod, and the Keeper held the bottle out to the dragon, tilting it so that a few drops dripped into the dragon's open mouth, before lowering it so that the dragon could follow the scent of food to the bottle.
“Smart little one.” The Keeper chuckled when the baby dragon latched onto the rubber teat and began to drink.
“Of course it is, it's ours.” Ominis waved a flippant hand, before turning his attention to the slab of stone they'd prepared in advance for the dragon as a bed, inspecting its temperature.
The Keeper shot him an amused look, before glancing towards the elves. “Tynx, collect the eggshell pieces and place them with the dragon parts. Tibsy, get some of the towels we prepared for its nest. Penny, bring us a towel damp with warm water.”
The three elves quickly went about following their instructions while the Keeper fed the dragon. When she returned, Ominis helped Tibsy to set up the nest they'd prepared for the dragon, before collecting the wet towel from Penny as the little creature finished its bottle.
The baby crooned softly as the Keeper withdrew the empty bottle and Ominis took their place to towel the dragon clean of the egg's fluids.
“No no, little one, no biting...” Ominis chuckled as the small dragon attempted to gnaw on his fingers with its soft gums, removing and running them along its jaw instead, to keep it distracted while he cleaned it.
“We'll have to feed it again in an hour, let's see if it wants to sleep till then.” The Keeper smiled fondly at the endearing sight.
They'd blocked off all the floor heating pipes except the one closest to the wall, resulting in the wood stove's smoke only travelling under one strip of the first floor, heating it before exiting through the chimney. The upper floors’ heating pipes were also blocked off to concentrate all the heat into that one strip, which they'd placed a large and flat heat-retentive slate stone over.
With a nod, Sebastian carefully set the drowsy dragon down on the towels that covered the slate, creating a warm and cosy nest for its occupant. The small creature pawed at the fluffy towels for a bit, wobbling about to investigate the warm spot, before deciding it was good enough and lay down to sleep.
As it did so, Sebastian examined his slime covered hands and clothing. “Ugh, gross.”
“Don't fuss, we can clean it.” Ominis flapped a hand at him dismissively.
“We need a name for the little one too.” The Keeper murmured thoughtfully.
Before they could say anything more however, the dragon abruptly sneezed in a burst of sparks that danced across the towels, and then sat frozen in place, seemingly startled by its own sneeze.
“Good thing I enhanced that cloth to be fire resistant.” The Keeper chuckled.
Almost as if in reaction to the Keeper's laughter, the dragon squeaked twice, attempted to cover its head with its overly small wings, before giving up and clawing the towels over its head instead, burrowing under the topmost layer of cloth.
“Aww, it's shy.” Ominis cooed in delight, clearly quite charmed by the little creature's mannerisms.
“Not shy enough to clean up after itself.” Sebastian grumbled.
Ominis shook his head. “It's a baby, Sebastian.”
The Keeper hummed lightly. “How about we call it Shy then?”
“Really?” Sebastian raised an eyebrow at them incredulously.
“Well.” Ominis gave a bemused cough. “It is shy.”
“Salazar save me- Look, we must have some standards, let's at least give it some deeper meaning.” Sebastian folded his arms in thought for a long silent moment, before his face lit up and he raised a hand. “How about Shai, that's Hebrew for Gift.”
The Keeper and Ominis blinked in surprise. When did he learn Hebrew of all things?
“I think that's quite lovely, it speaks to the responsibility we were bestowed and sounds like the little one's personality.” Ominis’ approving smile then took on a more coquettish tinge, tone light with exaggerated surprise. “My, Sebastian, how thoughtful of you.”
Sebastian rolled his eyes. “Yes, I do think. Sometimes.”
“Sometimes.” The Keeper grinned fondly and was startled when a soft, low rumbling sound came from the little lump under the towels.
Ominis giggled again. “How precious, it seems to have fallen asleep.”
“I suppose we should leave Shai to rest...” The Keeper grimaced, finding themselves quite loath to leave the little one's side, when a familiar gurgle came from Sebastian's stomach and his cheeks coloured.
“Begging your pardons, but have Master and partners eaten breakfast yet?” Tynx asked tentatively.
“Not yet, we received your owl before that.” The Keeper answered, giving Sebastian a consoling pat on the shoulder.
“Then maybe Masters would like some food for eatings?” Tibsy asked eagerly.
The Keeper glanced back towards the dragon sleeping under the towels.
Seeing that, Penny spoke up. “Penny and others could bring food to Masters, then Masters can eat near little Shai.”
Ominis smiled. “That sounds like a wonderful idea, we can stand about the island counter for breakfast.”
With a nod, the Keeper returned their gaze to the elves. “Good thinking. Thank you, Penny, we'd appreciate something easy to eat while standing.”
The three house elves bowed and popped away in a heartbeat, while the three lovers seated themselves on the floor beside the sleeping dragon.
“That reminds me, how come you know Hebrew?” The Keeper asked Sebastian curiously, keeping their voice hushed and low.
Sebastian's face lit up, seeming quite happy to share. “Remember all the research I did into creating our clay Gōlems? Well, the ritual is Jewish and naturally, the book from the Restricted Section included several others within its pages, most were in Hebrew, and Shai was one of the words I picked up.”
The Keeper nodded, it'd been a simple ritual. They'd inscribed the word Emét, which meant Life, onto the surface of a clay statue and placed a paper with a shem spell written on it into its mouth, before chanting ‘Shem Hamephorash’, till the Gōlem was animated. The means of deactivating the Gōlem was quite elegant as well, as it merely required that the letter E in Emét be damaged or removed in some way, turning the word into Mét, which meant Death.
They wondered if the ease of the ritual was the reason it was even in the Restricted Section, or perhaps if another spell or ritual within the tome was to blame for its categorisation.
Though, the Jewish Gōlems hadn't been designed for battle and even after augmenting them with Ancient Magic, their combat capabilities hadn't been anywhere near as impressive as the Elder Keepers’ Ancient Magic Guardians. They really looked forward to learning how to make their own.
“It's honestly quite amazing how much you manage to keep up there.” The Keeper tapped the side of Sebastian's temple with a teasing smile. “No wonder you suck at everything else.”
“Why than- Hang on.” Sebastian paused, his proud grin quickly morphing into offended indignation.
Ominis struggled to contain his laughter, covering his mouth and leaning against the Keeper's side, shaking with muffled mirth while they grinned unapologetically at the brunet.
“Ugh.” Sebastian huffed, folding his arms and turning his head away. “All that effort and this is the thanks I get.”
The Keeper chuckled softly, reaching across to wrap their fist in his sticky robes. “No darling, this is the thanks you get.”
They pulled him close and pressed their lips against his, feeling him startle, before leaning closer, pushing them back against Ominis, who smiled, lacing his fingers with Sebastian's where they were braced against the floor for balance.
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Meanwhile...
“Oh- that's!” Penny flushed and spun around to take her eyes off the three teenage humans entangled together on the floor.
Tibsy giggled beside her as she peered around the corner of the empty door frame and into the kitchens. “Penny should get used to seeing Masters being touchys! The Masters be doing it a lot and Tibsy is thinking them cute!”
 “I- I see!” Penny took a deep breath to calm her embarrassment. “But what should we do? Do we interrupt Masters?”
Tynx sighed, teenagers, the young mistress had been much alike when she got older, before she sold him to Gringotts at his urging. She’d needed the money after her father's... untimely death, and Tynx was the most valuable thing she'd inherited. While he did miss her dearly, he was ever so grateful that she'd given him the chance to be bought by the Keeper.
“Let's just leave the plates on the island counter, the Masters will notice when they smell the food.” Tynx suggested, snapping his fingers and levitating the tray he was carrying, sending it soaring through the air towards the counter along with another bottle of dragon milk substitute.
Following his example, Tibsy and Penny did the same with their trays.
“Tibsy is looking forwards to caring for little baby Shai, Tibsy is hoping that shy Shai likes Tibsy.” The elf squealed excitedly.
Penny nodded. “Master was saying they'll teach us to feed the baby dragon, Penny is hoping Shai doesn't bite.”
“Probably not till it grows some teeth...” Tynx sighed, pressing his fingers to his forehead, he certainly wasn't looking forward to the increased workload. With the Masters in school, the elves would have to take care of the dragon during the weekdays. On top of their existing duties.
He knew well how difficult raising babies was, and Master's lady friend had said that Hebridean Black dragons were one of the most clever of dragon breeds. Which meant it would probably be more difficult to raise.
Heaving another sigh, Tynx looked at the two eager elves.
Well, at least they were having fun.
Notes:
Many thanks to my Patreon, cheeky_idler, for naming Shai as a Paid member with voting & suggestion power! ;)
Also, Sebastian's having dad panic haha-
The stuff about Gōlems is genuine real-world Jewish folklore by the way, I made an entire riddle-based dungeon for my DnD group around that actually. A shem is actually a paper with one of the names of God on it, but JK doesn't include divinities in the series, so I didn't write that in xP
Lodgok's death was actually the first time that MC was so emotional in the game, and when they talk to Fig about it later, I felt that the devs really wanted us to feel how upset MC was about that, and I really liked Lodgok, so xP
One of my favourite things to do in fanfiction writing, is to fill in the gaps, to pontificate on how the story went from point A to point B, to close and explain away loopholes.
A question that has bothered me since I was a kid was “why did the goblins stop having rebellions during Harry Potter's era?” Clearly, the wizards treat the goblins no better, yet all the rebellions Harry learnt about were from centuries before. I know the easy answer is that JK didn't want to make her story better and address systemic growth, but bear with me.
Another was “how does a marginalised race become so ‘essential’ to wizardkind yet still not have equality?” Well, I now know that's because racism is stupid and contradictory, and the inspiration for the goblins was potentially steeped in antisemitic conspiracy theories in JK's head.
But if on the assumption that these are unchangeable facts, no matter how unrealistic, how would things need to play out to arrive at the state of Harry Potter in 1996?
I decided to answer both at the same time.
Now, we all know that Borgok's ideal is not a solution for racism. Racists will disparage even when faced with evidence that their sense of supremacy is unfounded and are in fact more incensed when they need their victims, and the events in this fic are my answer to why, in 1996, goblins are still treated like shite but there aren't any ongoing rebellions.
I don't think a solution for racism is something that I could fit into twelve books, let alone a paragraph, but I think that's because there isn't a simple answer. There's awareness, exposure, interaction, and many possible paths but it's within no singular person's sole capability to achieve. It's a constant shared effort by everyone that'll get us closer to equality.
In other news, I think it goes without saying, but one should never enter a romantic relationship thinking “I can fix my partner”. Even things like addiction can't be forced out of a person, the individual has to want to change for themselves. If they don't want to change, you either suck it up or leave.
Of course, if the person does want to change, like Ominis’ desire to be less reactive, you should definitely support them and not expect them to do it on their own strength, but them wanting to change is the make or break of the success of change.
I also had to deal with the fact that in game, it's quite clear that petrificus totalus “kills” the enemies, but we all know that the spell doesn't kill, so I'm going with the idea that the Keeper casts petrificus totalus and then kills the enemies while they're petrified, as a precaution in case during the fight, the spell wears off or someone frees them from the spell.
I also decided to make the baby dragon toothless- haha, so that I don't have to write the baby biting someone, like JK did with her Norwegian Ridgeback baby. Let's just say different breeds are different at birth. Look I just want a cute sweet baby scene alright? x'D
Gezuz these are some long notes-
Here's a funny, my partner is so dense it took them three reads of the chapter to realise that Sebastian was saying he preferred seeing Ominis naked and not just in casual wear. That's the dummy who missed me pursuing them for 3 damn years until I finally gave up and confessed point-blank. ʱªʱªʱª(ᕑᗢूᓫ∗)
This is why I advocate direct and open communication, I could have saved myself a lot of time and made this year our 12th year anniversary rather than 10th lol- σ(*´∀`*)
Man, again, my notes are too long for indents-
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Sylke, Slaggie, Co'Neill & Sylke again
princemyshkin: [show up sir because now’s a good a time as any even though neither of you are ready for this IRL !!]
ihatemyguts: [oh lads you are not ready, the casual state you’re in that isn’t at all about Sam and her shenanigans at this point tbh, go and open the door to this boy like you have a single clue what you’re going to do next, painfully aware you’ve never been in a one on one like this before]
princemyshkin: [that may be how it started but that’s not how it’s going, this isn’t about you and your bitchery any more hun, we all know it, hence catch him putting his heavy bag down full of homework the second he steps into this gaff because you’ve both gone way beyond caring about that rn as well, stepping to her, close but not !! levels of in her grill, having a look at her to assess how she is because online can only tell you so much and you care, regardless of the reasons why she’s in this state, talking her through (and hopefully not mansplaining this time) some simple breathing exercises to calm you both slightly when you see she’s as !! as you]
ihatemyguts: [a disbelieving ha at the thud this homework creates like oh my god, did you have to get all that but we can’t even get ourself to look away from him to this bag for even a second, truly cannot give it any more thought or attention than that, will be trying to do these breathing exercises though because feels entirely necessary, even if you do another little lol mid breathing out because what is this and what are we doing]
princemyshkin: [this poor boy carrying all that however far tells us everything we need to know, as does the smile he’s doing back at her when she laughs mid these silly but useful breathing exercises cos yeah we feel it too girl even if we’re trying to do our best to be very serious and take it super seriously to help you and also ourselves, the way they are fully having a montage worthy moment here, excuse you lads]
ihatemyguts: [trying to not fully devolve into a full giggling fit about it like not the mood not the moment but also because you appreciate what he is trying to do here for you both and as much as you really want to risk it all right now, you also don’t for him to reject you so any attempt to be calm and not make hasty decisions is a good idea, soz that the way y’all are breathing so hard is inherently sexy and when you can’t ignore that any longer you’re going to have to break eye contact and move away, into your living room moment like okay here we are]
princemyshkin: [mhmm that eye contact was getting so dramatic someone had to break it, follow her into this living room even if you’re still very much focused on her and not the surroundings hence you can’t bring yourself to even glance around at them or anything, all you can do is sit yourself down, love that you’ve left your bag and the pretence of homework behind, shrugging off whatever jacket he’s wearing and leaving it behind him where it falls on the seat because he’s a cool kid like that obvs couldn’t be hanging it up or anything]
ihatemyguts: [turning back to look at him sitting on your sofa like how did this even happen because you don’t know, was not on your bingo card nor was this boy properly on your radar and suddenly boom, here we are, coming to sit beside him like a test, to prove you can and it’s totally normal, likewise resting your head on his shoulder in a platonic way, nothing more, friends do this sort of thing ‘I said I wanted to talk to them but I meant you, specifically’ soz to the group chat but we know it’s the truth and what she was shocked to find herself thinking when this all went down]
princemyshkin: [‘I’m sorry I wasn’t logged in when you did’ putting his arm around her in a platonic but I’m here now kind of way, mhmm nothing to see here, nobody call the police even though he’s bringing her closer to him with it]
ihatemyguts: [doing a one shoulder shrug that likewise puts you further under his arm rather than pushing him away ‘I could message you elsewhere’ because you would obviously have each other on socials at least somewhere, the but that would feel wrong doesn’t need to be said out loud, just here holding his arm gently, the restraint should be applauded]
princemyshkin: [‘I’m even less active’ because he is that bitch who literally only uses his socials to tell people about band shit, said like I’m glad you didn’t only because I might not have seen it because genuinely how he feels in this moment even if though if she had messaged him somewhere else it would’ve felt weird and wrong to him too and he’d have been a dick about it probably]
ihatemyguts: [‘selling yourself as a friend’ like lol, so useful if I can never get hold of you, shaking your head as a way to cover your face partially with your hair because this is vulnerable even if it feels right in this moment]
princemyshkin: [‘I’m better at it in person’ because again he’s that bitch who’s having deep and meaningfuls at parties and stuff making that person/those people feel like they’re the only one in the room and nothing else is going on or could be more important than this chat, reaching and moving the hair out of her face ‘but I get why you’re struggling to see that right now’ with a smile like lol cos you literally couldn’t see]
ihatemyguts: [shaking some back like hey but nowhere near as much hair falls and is thus not really covering your face this time ‘I bet’ in a slightly accusatory but in a joking way tone because we know you use your charm on people and that is what we’re not wanting to fall victim to ourself]
princemyshkin: [doing the same kind of shrug that she did so that she’s snuggled more into him, her head landing more on his chest than his shoulder, rubbing her back with the arm that was around her before, we can pretend this is all just him proving what a good friend he is but like]
ihatemyguts: [here pressing your face into his chest and doing the kind of breathing you were meant to be doing a second ago, no shame in the fact that you need this because you’re probably hoping and praying your parents don’t find out about today via someone in the fam being well-intentioned but telling your business when you don’t want anyone to know because they’ll only pity you, here cuddling this boy at this point because your arms will be getting squashed unless you put them around his middle]
princemyshkin: [soz if it’s because of Mags having words with and potentially smacking Sam and her being a snitch about it cos she’d never tell your business like that she’d just say that Sam was talking shit about her because I’m sure this girl was she rocked up like oi, but Ali will know because she knows things and then tomeena are gonna know, but ANYWAY, this boy doing his own big breath because calming down knowing she’s calmer, readjusting so she’s comfy and they are fully snuggling, like you can’t tell me he isn’t pulling her feet up too so she can tuck them under her or put them on him, as if this is nbd and they aren’t having a massive moment] 
ihatemyguts: [honestly it could be that or it could be one of your siblings not realising it’s on the down low and making a throwaway comment, we know they’ll find out but the point is we ain’t telling you parentals and we just wanna spend time with this boy about it, sorry, catch us here on this sofa snuggling like we’ve known you like this forever but also we’re still so !! because we have not, reaching up to touch his hair like you need to get it out of his way and you’re not just doing it]
princemyshkin: [the way he’s looking at her when she touches his hair being a LOOK so I’m gonna be mean and say one of her dogs comes pootling through into this living room after waking up from a snooze, sees them on the sofa like this and jumps on them to join the snugg, it’s even more hilarious if it’s the big one so I’m gonna say it is, so this boy is shook at first but then he’s loling and fussing this dog which brings the other one so then that one jumps up too to get involved and get fuss too]
ihatemyguts: [my boo says Billy, Michael, get in here now and she’s so real for that, the way you’re lowkey giving these dogs side eye about this but you can’t be that salty about it because he’s laughing and that makes you laugh about it too, untangling yourself to leave this boy to it but before you’re getting off the sofa ‘you still want to go tomorrow?’ as you’re fussing one of these dogs, so casual, won’t be gutted if you say no, mhmm]
princemyshkin: [I had to do it, couldn’t resist, for me it’s the way that as soon as she moves his full attention is back on her in such a subtle but !! where do you think you are going way like she’s just gonna leave you here forever alone ‘they haven’t put me off’ said about these dogs but fully to her, looking at her and everything as if they’re alone like they were before, not a LOOK though thankfully haha]
ihatemyguts: [doing such an offended face on behalf of your dogs like yeah they better not have lol ‘just because they’re not good guard dogs’ because where were you lads, love the laziness, this girl smiling to herself though because she also wants to skip school and go puppy window shop, obviously, looking back at him and pausing ‘are you sure I can’t get you anything?’]
princemyshkin: [‘Or they are, but they sensed they weren’t needed’ not him saying you need me not them and also they could tell you’re safe with me and sensed my good vibes, oh Jake never change ‘Can you get me a [and then proceeds to say the most ridiculously specific and pretentious thing she won’t have in the fridge casually ever, in vibe of like a weird flavour of sparkling water or something, you know what I’m saying]’ love that you’re just assuming she has this because you’re so used to your friends and fam catering to your whims]
ihatemyguts: [raising your brows like oh really but not commenting to refute it because you’ve already said you need him so you cannot and will not, still, you can shake your head and laugh at this request ‘um, no, I don’t think I can, sorry’ getting up and heading to the kitchen like let me see what I can actually offer you boy, shouting out the normal options and throwing in some snacks too like if you want]
princemyshkin: [him shouting back asking her what herbal teas she has, not at all as a pisstake and totally seriously, god he’s annoying lol, no notes]
ihatemyguts: [thank god your mother is kinda a health queen energy so you will have some to offer/make for this fussy boy]
princemyshkin: [like, we get it, it wouldn’t be good for you to be a black coffee edgelord like you used to and you’re trying to keep calm but still, ugh, catch him redeeming himself slightly by being cute and coming into the kitchen to keep her company while she makes this because some herbal teas you have to brew for 40 years]
ihatemyguts: [‘and parents love you?’ like we no longer believe you with your picky ways but it is in jest we’re not fuming about this behaviour or anything, nudging into him as we put these mugs down on the side to brew]
princemyshkin: [‘yeah’ with the total confidence of knowing everyone but China’s mum does lol, coming over and spinning her round to face him in like a excuse you if you have something to say then say it to my face playful manner]
ihatemyguts: [putting your arms around his neck like oh yeah faux confrontational vibes right back, swaying slightly ‘what’s [the thing he asked for first] anyway?’ like oh you]
princemyshkin: [when I just know in my heart and soul that you’re going on about this beverage in such a pretentious way like celebs do their alcohol but ALL his attention is on her and everything she’s doing and that cannot be overstated]
ihatemyguts: [nodding overzealously and making listening noises all in a show of how much you aren’t listening, smirking at him and touching his hair again ‘we could be doing homework right now’ implying it would be more interesting and it’s saying something]
princemyshkin: [‘Cool, I’ll go find it’ as if he’s actually calling her bluff and gonna go get it and do homework but he hasn’t moved he’s just lowkey picked her up and moved her slightly to the side as if to get past purely to do it because they just need to touch so much rn]
ihatemyguts: [making a noise that is meant to be like a oh! how rude but with the force of also being lifted it accidentally sounds like way more of a THING, giving him a little shove in his shoulder, again, purely to touch, we all see you]
princemyshkin: [like I imagine it’s a cute playful thing he does with his mum and sister when they are being annoying like go away because he’s the only boy so he was expecting it to give entirely platonic energy but it did NOT and they both feel it, making a noise back at this shoulder shove that’s meant to be like don’t I’m a pacifist vibes but it’s likewise giving !! and his breathing is back to being more extra than it needs for lifting this gal up for a second, she wouldn’t be heavy]
ihatemyguts: [instinctively pushing the other shoulder you neglected last time, equally as gently but you’re absolutely testing what he will do, whether you realise that or not]
princemyshkin: [the way I just KNOW that’ll make him lean in as instinctively in a way that’s absolutely giving about to kiss, so the dilemma is, should we let them or not? Winola gay cast your vote because I could make a case for doing it and one for him stopping himself or one him doing it and stopping himself mid]
ihatemyguts: [Win is saying that doing it and stopping mid is the realest because who is stopping you right now from doing it at all, no one but it gives the drama too because the way you’re gonna have to bounce]
princemyshkin: [Okay so, leaning in, LOOKING at her for what feels like a thousand years, leaning in more and then he’s kissing her but just when she starts really kissing back he pulls away and stops it and he’s all the ‘I can’t’ cliche, having barely moved back but then moving back so !! after he’s said it like gotta listen to myself]
ihatemyguts: [the sheer shock is keeping you from running out this room clearly, the way she’s looking at him like seriously? Because we all knew where this was headed but you can’t voice that or say anything, doing your own steps back with your hands up like okay ‘thanks for the homework’ saying this so fast because nothing else is allowed to come out but you’ve got to keep it together]
princemyshkin: [when you can’t even see her sass because you’ve gone full head in your hands about this like wtf did I just do because he stopped it when he was getting into it and how into it you were is not something you know what to do with rn ‘I’ll see you around’ because it’s the him and China breakup line which he probably used with Libi as well, that coming out as fast and as on autopilot, he doesn’t even mean it but he’s just gotta go, the way I know he’s gonna leave that whole ass bag behind, thank god you’d have your phone and keys in your pockets boy because not a thought for any of your stuff]
ihatemyguts: [when you’re just gesturing to the kitchen door and not moving so you’re not going to know he’s left all this shit until he’s well away because you cannot move, too stunned to speak, casually, like you probably made an attempt to look up and down your street but he was so far gone by that point so now you have to take his things to your room like you want to see them rn]
princemyshkin: [soz girl, I hate it but it’s too real, and now you’re gonna have to organise getting all his shit back to him what a kerfuffle, at least Mags would do it for you so you don’t have to]
ihatemyguts: [oh the shame of it all, delicious drama is afoot baby, why you got his stuff hmm, casually hold it hostage so you don’t have to tell her what you did lol]
princemyshkin: [China like umm babe where is your entire school bag and everything you own except your phone and keys?]
ihatemyguts: [his jacket too honey, that he thottily took off]
princemyshkin: [OMG I totally forgot his jacket, sir throw your shoes and phone and pretend you got mugged tbh but he won’t]
Sylvie: I have done something catastrophically stupid
Maggie: [When you think it’s a typo and she’s talking about you and Samantha so I’m gonna respond as if]
Maggie: Ah now, weren’t my finest hour, to be sure, but sometimes bullies like her don’t listen to nothing but a slap
Maggie: I did have a word first and she refused to take it as intended, like
Sylvie: What?
Sylvie: I have done something, not you, not that
Maggie: What? Sorry
Maggie: I’ve put my glasses on
Sylvie: Jesus, it’s bad
Maggie: Am I to bike over?
Sylvie: Nope, no, I need to be alone but
Sylvie: It isn’t even like how it looks and thus how he’s thinking about it in his head, that’s the worst fucking bit, I’ve made myself look awful and I didn’t even
Maggie: What’s gone on between you and Jake?
Sylvie: He was only dropping off homework, that’s what it was meant to be
Maggie: But then it turned into… 
Sylvie: but it was, he was flirting before then, before he even said he’d bring it over
Sylvie: he’s going to act like he wasn’t because then I am solely to blame
Maggie: Is he fuck going to act up like anything, you’ve your receipts he talked the talk even if he backed out on walking the walk
Sylvie: Oh my God, he’s going to think I slagged his mrs because I’m in love with him 
Sylvie: I’m not and I didn’t even say anything that wasn’t really a dig at him via her but I can see how it looks now he’s changed his mind
Maggie: That disgrace can think what he wants to
Sylvie: I fucking told him, if you’re going to think this makes me like Sam
Sylvie: don’t let it happen
Sylvie: because I did want to talk to him, not just, whatever, that wasn’t a lie
Maggie: You’re not the liar, hes
Maggie: at your house after the day you’ve had pretending he’s troubling himself to really care, when what he’s round for is
Maggie: and he didn’t even never, in the end
Sylvie: That’s not how it looks, he was there trying to be nice 
Maggie: He was there trying to neck on, til he changed his mind
Maggie: it would’ve been nice for you though, had he not
Sylvie: He bangs on about how he loves her, to anyone who’ll listen
Sylvie: how desperate do I want to seem, my GOD
Maggie: Crimson flag
Maggie: if he loved her he’d not be talking nor looking nor doing, none of
Sylvie: I know they’re not in love, they’re just acting but that I’ve even said anything like that’s coming back to bite me on the arse
Sylvie: Can never look at the boy again, never mind talk to him
Maggie: You’re not to, he’s a messer
Maggie: however sick he’s with whatever he’s got, don’t give him the right to behave this way
Sylvie: He’s left his bag and jacket behind
Sylvie: I can’t have him assuming I’ve made a shrine
Maggie: I’ll be there to grab it once you’ve had your alone time, say when
Sylvie: And you won’t say anything to him?
Sylvie: Just drop it in the nearest bin like a drug deal or whatever
Maggie: It’ll go how you’re after it going, it’s on your behalf
Sylvie: Thank you, Mags
Maggie: Come on, yous
Maggie: say when and no more
Maggie: you’d do the same by me
Sylvie: I’ve made myself look like such a fool
Sylvie: as well as a shitty person
Maggie: Nah, I’m stopping you right there
Maggie: he’s shown himself up
Maggie: the boy knew what he was coming for
Sylvie: Did he though? Maybe I read it all wrong, nothing was said in words as such
Maggie: Let me read it or talk us through it, I know you and I’m not believing that you can’t get signs all of a sudden
Sylvie: I don’t know if I can handle that
Sylvie: I just need to hide and never talk to him again
Maggie: Okay, not the worst plan
Sylvie: Maybe I can send you highlights but just
Sylvie: if he wasn’t flirting stay tactfully silent and that will be brutal enough
Maggie: I already know he was, mammy didn’t raise no fool and that’s either of ours with both of us
Maggie: you ain’t stupid and you deffo ain’t so desperate for Jacob Cohen you’d go for it if he was dead cold on the idea
Sylvie: [send her what is, thank god, blatant flirting]
Maggie: Like I said
Sylvie: Then why did he
Maggie: I think maybe it’s one thing being hard at your keyboard, and another slipping it to someone who’s not your girlfriend
Sylvie: Wonderful
Maggie: We know he don’t love her but he don’t know shite, clearly
Sylvie: I’m so angry at myself
Maggie: Say when too for going [a vibe of in sex education when Eric and Adam were breaking stuff at the junkyard or wherever] 
Sylvie: I’m not leaving this bed the rest of this week, write it off
Maggie: I know what you’ll say, but I’m having mine anyway
Maggie: you could wait, it ain’t gonna long before he catches himself on and up to where you are
Sylvie: He said ‘I’ll see you around’ 
Maggie: And I’d fucking kill him had you not swore us not to
Maggie: but if you like him, if you want to
Maggie: by no means the biggest sin
Sylvie: I don’t know if I like him
Maggie: You’ve time to find the knowing during your week’s lay in
Maggie: and I’ve your back, no matter what
Sylvie: How have you felt, when you’ve liked someone, proper liked them?
Maggie: I’m a cliche, so I am
Maggie: it’s, the best parts of the best time you’ve ever had, but every time you see ‘em
Maggie: When I fancied [a boy she did] it was all the feelings of [a childhood mem that was slay], do you know what I mean?
Sylvie: Yeah, I know what you mean
Sylvie: do you think that’s how she feels about him?
Maggie: Honestly, I’d say she does
Sylvie: Fuck’s sake, alright
Sylvie: how do I fix this?
Maggie: It’s a high same as the rest, some have a good go, others bad
Maggie: you can’t fix what you’ve no broke, he don’t feel it for her
Sylvie: We don’t know that
Maggie: We do, he’s proved it ain’t as deep for him
Sylvie: It wasn’t like I set out to do it
Sylvie: I just wanted him
Maggie: I know, and he wanted you
Sylvie: Not enough, so it doesn’t matter now
Maggie: It could’ve been too much, I don’t know that one, I weren’t there
Sylvie: We wouldn’t be here if that was the case
Maggie: I’m here, my daddy drove himself near mad for the wanting of my mammy, didn’t he?
Maggie: lads are delicate and they tell themselves things we’d never tell ‘em
Sylvie: If I have to wait that many years, I shan’t be, no offence to your existence
Maggie: Shut up, Jake’s not getting himself married to her, you don’t
Sylvie: Alright then I’m really impatient, sue me
Maggie: Then talk to him
Maggie: you said you wanted to fix it, all you’ve a chance of’s his head, bring him round to you
Sylvie: And say what
Sylvie: couldn’t help but notice the way you ran for your life there, I think not, like
Maggie: I can’t puppet yous, he wants you not us
Maggie: you know how it was and how it is, start by he’s a prick and then see
Sylvie: I just froze, again
Maggie: Well yeah, you was in shock, he just stopped
Maggie: lads usually hate to do that
Sylvie: Should I have done something different there?
Maggie: You didn’t want to remind him of Sam, you did right letting him go
Sylvie: I’ll take it
Maggie: I’d have probably kissed him again and be regretting it now
Sylvie: I’ve never wanted anything more
Maggie: Fight for it then, however you need to
Sylvie: Okay
Sylvie: when the thought of him isn’t enough to make my heart thud out my chest
Maggie: Nah, while it still is, if that fades you don’t want him
Sylvie: I hate this, I want to hate him
Maggie: How much easier’s the flipside? It’s feelings so strong they’re tearing you up either way
Sylvie: Too bad your daddy would be horrified if I tried to chat to him, like
Maggie: You’ve me, what do you need him for?
Maggie: I can say ‘enough’ the exact same as he says it, I did to your girl Sammy
Sylvie: I don’t reckon on you telling me ‘enough’ though
Sylvie: why am I even contemplating talking to him again? Entirely your fault, I reckon
Maggie: I’ll take the blame on
Sylvie: Pure embarrassing to say you sounded like him then but you did
Maggie: You almost died, I thought you were off
Maggie: we’ve not properly talked about it but 
Sylvie: I don’t know how yet
Maggie: If you want him you should have him, that’s what I reckon and God can come at me how he likes
Sylvie: Ain’t tempting him to do his worst to me but
Sylvie: I’m not a total pussy, I’ll talk to him
Maggie: Yeah, you will
Sylvie: Give him… how long to calm down?
Maggie: You can’t leave it til [the cool kid event] cos we’re still going
Sylvie: Okay, I’ve got a deadline
Maggie: He’ll be the more in his head the longer you leave it
Maggie: You want him to be aware you’re bothered, about him and what he did wrong, as 2 separate things
Sylvie: And I can explain myself without it sounding like complete bullshit, can’t I
Sylvie: because it isn’t
Maggie: You’ll be grand there, it’s sense
Sylvie: 🤞🤞🤞
Maggie: Trust us
Maggie: and yourself
China: [Okay, the reason he could come straight from school without China being like where are you going and the reason this isn’t in person now he’s run home is because she’d have a part-time job, giving pot washer at a local restaurant after school and weekends vibe, just so we know why]
China: [a bitch at work you’ve talked about before] has burnt themselves, AGAIN 🙄
China: No point in them being here, can never do any proper work
Jake: You’re short staffed then
China: When are we not? And that’s with the cash-in-hand child and illegal immigrant labour… dread to think if we followed the rules
Jake: Are you gonna have to work late?
China: Picking up the slack will probably take an extra hour
China: but there will be ALL the food when your mammy gets back from her shift
Jake: It is our turn and I’ve not started anything
China: Have you been working on [the homework he was mansplaining]?
Jake: I went to take Sylvie hers
China: You’re so sweet
China: and Sam remains a total bitch
Jake: She lives [telling her where purely to be like oh it took me AGES]
China: Did you walk all that way?
Jake: Yeah
Jake: Why waste [however much] on bus fare, that’s [however much it is towards something they’d want like a drink at the pub etc, you know what I’m saying], you know?
China: Totally
China: Was she okay, that must’ve been rough on her
Jake: She’s understandably upset
China: ‘Course
China: At least you could tell her that everyone had her back, absolutely no one finds Sam funny, ever
Jake: But I told her about my boycott idea and she wanted no part in it
Jake: Can you believe that? I thought she’d be happy
China: What did she say?
Jake: She said everyone else in the band would hate her, I tried to explain that if they side with Sam they’re as bad as she is, but she wouldn’t listen
China: I’m sorry she didn’t see your vision, babe
Jake: She thinks I was doing it to point score and you shouldn’t let anyone else be shunned like we all did to you, she, like, used the word shun, actually
China: The Sam thing is different though
Jake: I just needed space when we were broken up, everyone gets that
China: Yeah
Jake: But she’s angry, I can’t hold that against her even if she’s taking it out on the wrong people
China: Right, it’s not about you
Jake: I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have you to talk to, she doesn’t have that
China: I know, it’s sad
Jake: I really love you
China: Love you too
Jake: When you get back we should go to [somewhere that’s giving their spot/where they met that kind of energy where you clearly haven’t been for a sec because he hasn’t been going out as much in this sick kid era so it’s v out of the blue]
China: It’s going to be really late, remember
Jake: We still should
China: If you really want to
Jake: I do
China: Okay
Jake: We can skip school tomorrow
China: Are you feeling okay, where has this come from?
Jake: What do you mean where has this come from? We used to go there all the time, it’s our spot
China: Yeah but we don’t skip school
Jake: School’s drama right now
China: Isn’t it always?
Jake: It’s a day, we’ll barely miss anything
China: We’re starting [whatever book you’re reading in English because that girl]
Jake: I’ll read [this book] to you
China: I have read it before, I guess
Jake: You work so hard, I think you deserve a break
China: Oh, no I don’t
Jake: Yeah, babe, you’re my hero, you know that
Jake: I could never do everything you do
China: It’s nothing, it’s not like I’m a nurse like your mam or anything
Jake: You could be anything you want, that’s only a pipe dream for most people 
China: I don’t know about that
China: but you’re so nice
Jake: It’s true, I’m not just being nice
China: Says you, rock star
Jake: I don’t know, I’ve been writing something but I’m not sure it’s that good
China: It will be
China: you’ve never written anything bad
Jake: I feel like I’ve lost my edge lately
China: That’s not true
Jake: You’d tell me
China: Of course
Jake: I miss you, it’s making me a downer
China: I’ll be back soon, well, you know, soonish
Jake: Yeah, but it’s too long for me
China: Awh, babe
Jake: You have to work, I get it, but it sucks they need you at the same time I do
China: You’re getting all day tomorrow
Jake: I guess
China: Don’t be upset
Jake: I’m not at you
China: But I don’t want you to be at all
Jake: I’ll be okay, Talia’ll be home at [whatever time, idk her life and schedule]
China: You two can get something to eat
Jake: I’ll save you [something she likes from wherever he’s decided they are going to get food from, his poor sister getting no say in it]
China: 🖤
Jake: But I’ll let you work now, I’m sorry
China: No need to be sorry
China: See you later
Jake: Cool
Sylvie: [messaging him on a normal account because I assume you have to wait for him to be online on the forum and we aren’t doing that, however tempting, plus it makes a point]
Sylvie: Not attempting to cause alarm with the different platform or anything, don’t worry
Sylvie: You left your bag and jacket, sure you’ve noticed by now
Sylvie: I’ve given them to Maggie, my cousin, to give back to you
Jake: You told your cousin about us
Sylvie: Not what I said
Sylvie: but yes, I told her what happened, not that you’re sick and nothing else beyond that
Jake: The cousin who laid into Sam
Sylvie: She’s loyal and I’ve said not to say anything to you, that isn’t why I chose her, if that’s what you’re thinking
Sylvie: I just doubted you’d want to see me, that’s it
Jake: You’ve gone ahead and done it, whatever I think
Sylvie: I’m having a week off, you’d need your things before then
Jake: A week?
Jake: [something important she’ll miss in one of these lessons like a test or a presentation or whatever we know the vibes, like she remotely cares that she’ll miss this on such and such a day]
Sylvie: It’s okay, I’ll talk to the school about it this time, the least they can do is send me what I’ll miss, not that I’m too concerned about that, truthfully
Jake: No, I don’t know why I even mentioned it
Sylvie: Because this is awkward?
Jake: Yeah probably
Sylvie: Look, I get it
Sylvie: I know nothing can happen between us
Jake: It already did happen
Sylvie: You don’t need to tell me it was a mistake on your part, the message has already been received 
Sylvie: and I really did want to talk to you, you believe that, don’t you?
Jake: I don’t know what to believe, this isn’t the person I thought I was
Sylvie: Finding out you have a life-long condition is grounds for an identity crisis, right?
Sylvie: I sure hope it is because I know I’m having one
Jake: There’s no excuse
Sylvie: You stopped yourself
Jake: We still kissed
Sylvie: Yeah
Sylvie: and you came over, with intentions beyond giving me my homework
Sylvie: that’s something to grapple with but you did still walk away so, that counts for something
Jake: China wouldn’t award me any points for it
Sylvie: What do you plan to do?
Jake: Lie, it’s all I can
Sylvie: What do you think the points are for that
Sylvie: It’s your relationship, you don’t need to worry about me telling her
Jake: I’m not, I know you wouldn’t
Sylvie: You know this wasn’t some plot to wreck your life then?
Jake: Yeah
Sylvie: Good, I wouldn’t want you to feel like that, whatever happens
Jake: I’m sorry for how I must’ve made you feel
Jake: I panicked
Sylvie: It hurt, yeah, I won’t lie
Sylvie: but I wouldn’t want you to stay if it’s not what you want
Jake: The problem is, it was what I wanted
Sylvie: But you still want China, that’s why it’s complicated
Jake: I’m not meant to want anyone else, we’re together, she basically lives with me
Sylvie: If it were that easy, everyone would find a person and never look at anyone else again
Sylvie: but it isn’t, you told me that
Jake: I don’t know what to do
Sylvie: You don’t think you could talk to her? 
Jake: And say what?
Sylvie: You could ask, if she’s ever thought about being with someone else, if it’s something she’s open to
Jake: She loves me
Sylvie: I know
Sylvie: I’m not saying it would be a yes, it can’t be if you don’t ask though
Jake: If we start talking about this, how long will it be before we’re onto the subject of my other secret?
Jake: I can’t
Sylvie: Okay
Sylvie: and you still want to be with her?
Jake: Yeah
Jake: no
Jake: I don’t know
Sylvie: Yeah, well
Sylvie: Not mentioning it whilst you work that out is probably the kindest option, you’re right
Jake: I spend every second at home waiting for my mother or sister to say something to her, trying to figure out what I’d need to say to undo it
Sylvie: Don’t take this the wrong way or anything
Sylvie: but her home life, it’s not like, abusive, is it? Just difficult?
Jake: The unsuitable boyfriends vary in how unsuitable they are
Sylvie: Right, I thought that was the vibe, I know her little sister is known to exaggerate, putting it politely
Jake: This one’s borderline, sending her back to live with him isn’t something I want
Sylvie: I understand
Sylvie: but if it ever gets to the point that’s the only reason you guys are together
Sylvie: that’s not fair, on either of you
Jake: None of this is fair on her already
Sylvie: No, not really
Sylvie: you’re in a difficult position
Jake: I put myself in this situation, with you at least
Sylvie: Yeah
Sylvie: we couldn’t know, but still, now
Jake: Have I hurt you too much for us to stay friends?
Sylvie: Hey, who told you we’re friends?
Jake: Then, can we be friends?
Sylvie: Yes
Sylvie: I’m just not sure how good of a friend I can be yet, okay
Jake: I’m not really a good one either
Sylvie: I did have my suspicions 
Jake: But your dogs liked me, that’s a win
Sylvie: I’m sorry you didn’t get to meet my parents and have that win too
Sylvie: though it would have been weird, all things considered
Jake: Maybe another time
Sylvie: I’m glad you don’t think all the things I thought you were going to be thinking about me
Jake: I think about you, but it’s not negatively
Sylvie: You don’t blame me?
Jake: No, I don’t
Sylvie: You’re not the arsehole I thought, credit where credits due
Jake: I can’t blame you either for thinking like that, I guess
Sylvie: I didn’t expect us to be able to talk, honestly, without you saying what you think you need to
Jake: You’re the only person I can talk to honestly, it would suck to lose that
Sylvie: There’s no pressure, no expectations
Jake: I didn’t tell you I needed you to flirt with you, I just do
Sylvie: I need you too
Sylvie: even if we’re not flirting now
Jake: If I had to go back to the group to find someone to talk to, they’d kick me out before any of it helped, there’s too many rules to remember
Sylvie: They were kind of okay, after the Sam stuff, before you came through for me
Sylvie: it isn’t the same though, not close
Jake: You understand my life
Sylvie: To catch a total stranger up, it’s a lot
Sylvie: we know enough about each other’s before to understand the after
Jake: Can we hang at mine, the way we were going to before?
Sylvie: When?
Jake: Tomorrow
Sylvie: I think so
Sylvie: we just have to keep being honest and talk, so nothing gets confused
Jake: Deal
Sylvie: I don’t want to make things harder for you but I don’t want to get hurt either
Jake: I don’t want to hurt you again
Sylvie: I believe you
Jake: I believe you back
Sylvie: Loser
Jake: As a pacifist, I’m ignoring your fighting talk
Sylvie: As a loser 😜
Jake: That’s not you being honest
Sylvie: Is it not?
Jake: Not at all
Sylvie: Doesn’t make me part of the Jake Cohen fan club,  don’t get excited
Jake: You’ll be part of [his band]’s when you hear us play [at the cool kid event]
Sylvie: Maybe
Sylvie: How long is you guys set?
Jake: [tell her, I’d love for you to go up and do one song that’s literally the one about her because that’s the kind of wanky thing he would 100% do, but idk if that’s a thing]
Sylvie: [if there’s lots of peeps like open mic you could potentially, like you got one shot, that’s definitely a thing]
Sylvie: I’ll try not to go to the bathroom when you’re on, like
Jake: That’d be cool of you
Sylvie: I’m intrigued, to see what you can do
Jake: What’s your favourite song by [the band she mentioned seeing that wasn’t his]?
Sylvie: Hmm
Sylvie: [say one that’s kind of obscure but not in a pretentious way just that you clearly know this band and like them so it’s not the most popular]
Sylvie: What about you?
Jake: And why’s it your favourite?
Jake: mine’s [probably like an unreleased demo or song you heard live once because you’re that bitch]
Sylvie: It just makes me feel the most
Sylvie: if you were looking for a more technical answer, sorry but that’s how I pick ‘em, it doesn’t feel like a choice
Jake: I was looking for an honest answer and you gave one
Sylvie: [another band on this scene that we’re fully shading rn] aren’t playing, are they?
Jake: They haven’t played since [a time, giving that it’s v unlikely and they’re probably not a thing]
Sylvie: Thank God
Sylvie: Though I don’t know when I will take my bathroom breaks now, they were my out
Jake: During [a band he’s shading]
Sylvie: Your hot tip? Thanks
Sylvie: I hope Maggie doesn’t like them
Jake: Does she like [some bands we’re comparing this band to] or [some others, not even shadily just genuinely can tell they’re been influenced by/heavily ripped off these certain bands]?
Sylvie: She likes most things, it would be easier to say what she doesn’t
Jake: She can’t like [a band we really don’t], I refuse to believe it
Sylvie: It’s cool, you two aren’t going to be friends
Jake: Not now you told on me
Sylvie: You make it sound petty
Jake: You would’ve made me sound really bad, I don’t think I’ll be winning her over
Sylvie: Why would I do that?
Jake: I’m not saying it’s calculated, I hurt you
Sylvie: I only told her what happened
Jake: Only we have the full story
Sylvie: Yeah
Sylvie: It was humiliating enough, to say you left
Jake: I had to
Sylvie: I know
Jake: It won’t happen again
Sylvie: What part?
Jake: I told you, I panicked
Sylvie: When do you think you panicked?
Jake: When I stopped, and then left
Sylvie: Just checking, that we’re still on the same page
Jake: Are we?
Sylvie: I think so
Jake: Cool
Sylvie: Did you go to school today?
Jake: I couldn’t face it
Sylvie: Don’t blame you
Sylvie: I’m sick of being home alone though, already
Jake: Come ‘round here at [a time tomorrow when it’s safe to]
Sylvie: Sounds like a plan
Sylvie: As long as you don’t throw me out, we should have a more successful hang
Jake: I won’t
Jake: I’ve wanted to talk to you all day
Sylvie: I didn’t want to do it last night, it seemed like it would be too confrontational or just intense of me, I don’t know
Sylvie: but also I did want to, you know?
Jake: Yeah, I know
Jake: I felt that way too
Sylvie: Plus, as your girlfriend basically lives with you, the risk of something being read by the wrong person had to be considered
Sylvie: not going to cross that boundary, even by accident
Jake: You’re right, we should use the forum from now on
Sylvie: Yeah, I only didn’t today because I couldn’t wait for you to be online
Jake: Sorry, she took the day off with me
Sylvie: Why wouldn’t she? I would 
Sylvie: there was no need to take your things hostage, that’s all
Jake: She hates missing school
Sylvie: She’s into all that, huh
Jake: Yeah
Sylvie: Someone has to be
Jake: I used to, not as much as her, but I wasn’t dreading it
Sylvie: That’s a fun new perk just for us
Jake: Some lessons and stuff were kinda cool before, now I can’t pay attention in any of them
Sylvie: It all seems even less relevant and important now
Jake: It is
Sylvie: The made-up value of exams doesn’t touch me now, I’m going to have to force myself to care and for what?
Sylvie: What if I waste all my time learning shit just to pass a class and then drop dead at 18
Jake: I was reading about what you have last night
Jake: You don’t mind, do you?
Sylvie: What do you think then?
Jake: Are you jewish too?
Sylvie: I don’t think so? My mum isn’t really sure who her family are though
Jake: It’s common for people who are, maybe she is
Sylvie: Weird
Sylvie: and unfortunate, for you guys
Sylvie: I’ll tell her, maybe she can do one of those DNA kits
Jake: I never met my dad, I could do one at the same time
Sylvie: Stop trying to bond with my parents
Jake: I’ve got my streak to think of
Sylvie: You’re the worst
Sylvie: Can I ask you though, if you’ve ever cared, about your dad not being around?
Jake: Not really, my mother had both roles covered
Jake: I’d ask him if this is his fault though
Sylvie: Solid opener
Jake: You’re one of my few friends who has a dad full-time, loads don’t at all and some just see them on weekends
Sylvie: Yeah, it isn’t uncommon
Sylvie: some people struggle with it though, I know
Jake: I’m lucky to have the mother I do, I know
Jake: if she was less stable, like China’s, then yeah
Sylvie: I can’t complain either, really
Sylvie: maybe that’s why I’m sick, how else would I have sufficient teen angst
Jake: You said your sister does, or is that since you were sick?
Sylvie: I don’t know why she’s like that
Sylvie: sisters get to be dramatic, I guess
Jake: Mine is
Sylvie: We’ve that in common 
Sylvie: I’m sure she thinks I am too but I’m right she’s wrong so
Jake: She is wrong, you’re not dramatic
Sylvie: I felt it
Jake: You had a right to 
Sylvie: It’s okay, you were equally as uncool
Sylvie: if it had just been me 💀
Jake: I’ve haven’t run from anything since [a childhood moment, maybe like the opening night of a play as a theatre bub kinda thing, that tracks], I don’t
Sylvie: Cute
Sylvie: do you still do all that, school plays and stuff?
Sylvie: will you?
Jake: I got more into music
Sylvie: I could never be friends with a theatre kid
Jake: I better not sign up for [the latest school play] then
Sylvie: Volunteering to spend more time at school is the last thing you want right now
Jake: What are you doing right now?
Sylvie: Trying not to think, which looks a lot like doing nothing
Sylvie: why?
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electricfied-wolf · 1 year ago
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And before we get to far, can I have a little context on what you are keep/changing for TEW au bit?
Alrighty, accidentally deleted SO MUCH so I'm bitterly restarting:
Keeps:
Tatiana's whole lore and being the ice witch, along with all of her other fellas and kids being part of her crew.
Keeping the village, they've been haunted by her for a very long time and the modern folks don't know how to deal with her. They do have some tech, but Tatiana/Belos do NOT have any modern stuff.
Still like the idea of how the Aquatos get there, wanna keep them in.
Keeping pretty much all fandoms that were originally in it. They're all still chill lol.
Changes/Additions and lore too:
Trolls (with my personal au lore, don't know abt adding the bergens bc I have no ideas for them yet), Steven Universe even tho I SWORE it was already in there, Starlight Express (obviously), Hilda maybe (new season drops soon I don't wanna jump the gun), and HTTYD-The Nine Realms bc I'm attached to these kiddos no matter how many quirks the show has.
Wonderful concept of Luz being raised by Eda, got separated from her mom as a little kid and Eda took her in and raised her beside King. She tried to teach her how to us magic, was VERY surprised when Luz rushed up to her showing her glyphs excitedly. Not sure if Luz would have to wait to get her staff for as long or if she would've obtained String Bean FAR earlier seeing as Eda raised her in this. Going to have to change the au's name slightly bc I forgot she takes on the Clawthorne name in this one. Glad we didn't get too far lmao.
Eda has her suspicions about King being a titan. She doesn't know for sure straight away, but she's no idiot. She's seen the books detailing the vague history of titans. But she's never seen a demon that looks like King in her life. She continues to ignore it however, insisting King doesn't look exactly like the pictures and is likely a mimic of some sort. She feeds into his idea that he's the "King of Demons" even though a part of her deep down knows it's not true. Which is WHY she's so terrified when Luz insists on going out into the world with him, because the ice witch is bringing winter upon more and more places further down the mountain. Luz wants to stop the eternal winter from covering the planet, Eda's heart drops thinking she might lose her son and daughter.
Not sure which kids would and wouldn't live in the village, I don't think Steven and Connie would. Also not sure if his family would still be aliens or instead would be some kind of mystical gem race that did start on earth, but regardless he lives a bit far off. A mishap with Lion's portals as he and Connie are on an exploration leads him to encounter Luz and King early on. They become fast pals and Steven hurriedly agrees to help with her mission. Connie takes a bit of convincing but agrees as well.
TEW!Hunter is. An interesting lad to say the least. Still a grimwalker, he just has longer hair, not sure how he'd meet Flapjack and only vaguely sure of how he'd encounter the crew. He's very cutthroat, being raised up in a fancy palace far away from anyone else. He only knows the witches of the covens/the covenheads, his uncle, and the Collector...who he is annoyingly forced to call his cousin. Well, he acts annoyed around others, but the truth is he loves the little fella. They're friends, and he frequently steals the round prison that traps the poor thing, so that the two can talk without Belos prying in.
Vague vague idea where in a middle part of the plot, as they're befriending the Golden Guard, he sneaks his imprisoned star-child cousin out to the squad and begs them to get him far away from Belos' palace. Because he doesn't want the Collector to get hurt.
The crew that comes together to try and stop the eternal winter are Raz and his siblings, the "intern" kids, Steven and Connie (+Lion), and Luz and her witchy friends. Plus King and the Collector. They're very ambitious but confident they can do it.
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willorm-the-seer · 4 months ago
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‼️sorry if this came off aggressive at all, that was not my intention, i just have a hard time reading my own tone in messages. i rlly just wanted an excuse to ramble LMAO cause oh lord i love the orcs sm😭 this is rlly just me spewing my own opinions lol cause my brain is overflowing rn lmao
ANYWAYS i don’t think the rings of power is trying to remove the orcs negative traits, nor paint them in a better light. i think that the rings of power thus far has actually been doing a pretty good job with the orcs portrayal. they’ve been balancing it well.
the thing is, i agree orcs are bad. they were meant to be bad - i don’t think the rings of power is trying to dampen that.
i also agree that orcs have been selectively bred for war, and yes, i doubt you could ever “tame” an orc, in the sense of bringing them into normal civilization, the same way you can’t with a wild animal.
but even then, tolkien made it clear that the orcs still are sentient and do have a choice- also it’s cannon accurate to tolkien, that orcs CAN form bonds with each other. and while still being a violent and unpredictable species/race by instinct, they do yearn for some concept of peace.
example, the conversation tolkien wrote between shagrat and gorbag:
“I’d like to try somewhere where there's none of 'em. But the war's on now, and when that's over things may be easier.”
“'It's going well, they say.”
“They would,” grunted Gorbag. “We'll see. But anyway, if it does go well, there should be a lot more room. What d'you say? - if we get a chance, you and me'll slip off and set up somewhere on our own with a few trusty lads, somewhere where there's good loot nice and handy, and no big bosses.”
"Ah!' said Shagrat. “Like old times.”
with that being said, i think the concept of an orc loving it’s child/and or mate is perfectly acceptable and would still go by tolkien’s lore. because even with this in the rings of power, they’re still showing the awful, horrible side to the orcs. they’re not dampening it, just showing another side we didn’t get to see in peter jackson’s adaptations.
which is another reason i LOVE the shadow of war/shadow of mordor games. the games still paint the orcs in a bad light, still show how awful they are, but then show the blood-brother bonds. and affectionate dialogue between a captain and his soldiers, and i’ve even heard dialogue between two uruks about one getting too big for his clothing, and how they’d go out together to find him more.
i very much enjoy the route the rings of power is taking. the orcs are a tragedy, they’re bad, it’s been bred into them. it’s instinct. i don’t think there would be any saving grace for the orcs in the show. but even then, they do still hold a concept of love, fear, and grief. and i think it’s important to mention. i think the show has been doing a wonderful job of keeping a good balance. **i haven’t seen them try and make excuses for the orcs actions, nor try and pretend like they’re redeemable. i think they’re just showing a part tolkien himself never got to show, but is still lore accurate.*
“How *do* we help someone so far gone? So utterly destroyed to the point they don’t even recognize their current harmful behaviors as unnatural and forced upon them?”
that’s the thing, i think the orcs *know* already. and they take pride and joy in it, which is why they’re so bad. since it *is* natural for them. there is no going back. which is why i think it’s nice that the rings of power, even in that state, shows that they’re still… alive. which is another reason *why* they’re such a tragedy.
also, even if the orcs DID fully want peace, it wouldn’t really be up to them, considering there would always be characters like galadriel who is intent on wiping them out. even if they offered up a peace treaty, no one would trust it, nor them. so in the end, they really just have to make do. and love the little things that they get.
also worth mentioning that these orcs specifically have the influence of adar, who treats them all as his children, and sons and daughters. which would mean, at least some of them would want to protect their own children, the way adar has *tried* to protect them.
Concerning Orcs
I think the problem with how Rings Of Power is handling the orcs isn’t that they tried to give them any depth.
The idea that orcs breed as humans do is canon to Tolkien.
The idea that orcs are slaves and resent their masters is canon to Tolkien.
So what is the issue? Well…
It’s the ham-fisted and over the top execution.
Orcs cuddling their babies and crying over not wanting war throws out everything that makes orcs interesting and difficult to deal with. Orcs ARE victims in that they’re elves that have been twisted and enslaved and made violent, but at this point they are invasive raiders that live in violent hierarchies decided by strength.
They oppress one another just as they are oppressed by the Dark Lord because he has spent generations on an evil eugenics experiment.
Torture and selective breeding have been applied to the point where the orcs replicate the same behavior inflicted on them onto others, including fellow orcs. If orcs just wanted happy families and peaceful communities, it would be easy to sign a treaty with them and be done with it.
But that glosses over the depths of evil done to them.
In trying to be progressive and make us sympathize with the orcs, the execution instead seems to say that generations of traumatic torture, cultural diaspora, forced selective breeding, and enslavement would have NO LASTING CONSEQUENCES outside of physical appearance.
Nonsense.
It inadvertently acts as apologism for enslavement, torture, and colonization by saying it doesn’t affect people that deeply.
When Tolkien wrote his regrets about the orcs and not wanting any race to be wholly irredeemable, that wasn’t to remove any of their negative traits.
It is instead posing a far more difficult thought:
How *do* we help someone so far gone? So utterly destroyed to the point they don’t even recognize their current harmful behaviors as unnatural and forced upon them?
And that is a FAR more poignant and relevant question.
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makeste · 4 years ago
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BnHA Chapter 299: No Chains Left
Previously on BnHA: Horikoshi was all “and then AFO broke out all of the inmates from six other prisons and took a nap. well anyways, here’s the hospital angst.” Kacchan woke up two days later and was all, “WAIT BUT HOW ARE DEKU AND TODOROKI AND ALL OF THE OTHER CHARACTERS EXCEPT IIDA DOING” and then we cut to Shouto’s room where the other U.A. kids were sitting around being Mutually Traumatized and giving each other moral support and such. Everyone was alll, “...”, and then the rest of the Todofam showed up, INCLUDING POSSIBLY REI?! which, omg. The chapter ended with Kacchan STOMPING THROUGH THE HALLS all “WHADDYA MEAN DEKU HASN’T WOKEN UP YET”, dragging along Satou and Mineta behind him, fueled by the power of ALL OF THE FUCKS HE NOW GIVES. He gives so many fucks now you guys. This boy cares so much he can probably deduct it on his taxes.
Today on BnHA: SPEAKING OF PEOPLE WHO GIVE A LOT OF FUCKS, the story cuts abruptly to Hawks, freshly recovering from his near-death experience, and pondering the threads that have weaved the tapestry of his life and led him to this moment. Basically he grew up in poverty with his Jerk Dad and Jerk Mom until his dad got arrested one day and his mom sent him off to go Find Money Or Something, and so he rescued a busload of people and found himself a new career. Back in the present day, Hawks and Jeanist ride around town in Jeanist’s Jamborghini having awkward encounters with civilians in a country on the brink of social collapse, and visiting Hawks’s mother’s home. Hawks is all “I know from an outsider’s perspective it must look like my life currently sucks, but now that the HPSC is gone, my public image is shot, and my parents are finally out of my life, I’m actually feeling SURPRISINGLY GOOD.” Anyway so he’s gonna go meet up with Endeavor now, and p.s. this chapter was fucking fantastic though, damn.
oh my god?? is this Hawks narration?? something about him growing up watching the heroes on TV and thinking of them as fictional characters
okay I scrolled down a little bit more to see the rest of that “Keigo” panel, and wow
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this is basically a shed. poor boy definitely grew up rough. let me tell you guys, I came in here ready for some BakuDeku shenanigans; I was not prepared for Hawks Flashback Angst. I AM HERE FOR IT, but also wow I gotta brace myself now lol
HELLO MISTER HAWKS’S JERK DAD, SIR
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BnHA sure does have an array of Jerk Dads, doesn’t it. makes me appreciate characters like Masaru and JirouDad all the more for bucking the trend
anyway. so Horikoshi, you really thought that one itty bitty chapter of hospital catharsis would be enough to calm us all before you went right back to showing us child abuse huh. my god man can we rest
BABY HAWKS
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swear to god this kid can’t be more than five or six, and yet he has this completely blank look on his face even with his dad looming over him being all threatening and shit. like he’s shut down his emotions to protect himself. imagine what has to happen to a child for him to have learned this at such a young age. fuck
AND MEANWHILE THIS GUY
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don’t mingle with humans?? not “other” humans, just humans?? what is this implying here?? and also holy shit Hawks definitely didn’t inherit his looks from his dad orz
then again he doesn’t really bear much of a resemblance to his strung-out mom here either
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omg omg omg. and this child is basically trapped here in this environment with these two people. this explains a SHITLOAD about Hawks’s personality though you guys. his ability to completely separate his real thoughts from the face he presents to the outside world. his pragmatic approach to analyzing and solving problems. his layers of emotional walls. turns out almost none of that came from the HPSC training -- that was all learned hands-on in his own personal do-or-die survival nightmare childhood!! oh, boy
and small wonder then that he latched on to Endeavor so strongly if he really is the one who brought down his dad and inadvertently saved him from this. also, just putting this out there, I know people are always talking about him and Dabi being foils, and I think it’s very interesting how Touya grew up in a household where he saw firsthand the dark side of hero society, and so ended up becoming a villain in order to bring it down. whereas young Keigo had almost the exact opposite experience, growing up experiencing the dark side of villain society and becoming a hero in order to bring about a world where no one else has to experience that. just. both of them are so determined not to become their fathers. some interesting parallels there
so Hawks was sort of an accident after his parents had “thanks for helping me not get caught after I killed that guy” sex, and now this little boy is growing up in squalor and being beaten by his father for things like Sitting In The Wrong Out-Of-The-Way Corner Trying Not To Be A Bother To Anybody. holy fuck. this is so rough to read through you guys
wait so does Jerk Dad have a an eyeball manipulation quirk?? because he doesn’t have the wings like his son, but wth are these things??
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this presumably also means that Keigo has never been to school or anything either. he basically doesn’t exist. he thinks heroes are fictional characters, he doesn’t realize that they’re real people. these are people who could help him if he could escape and find them, but he doesn’t know, and they don’t know about him
OH MY GOD HE’S JUST SITTING IN HIS CORNER HUGGLING HIS ENDEAVOR PLUSH OH MY GOD
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how could this child possibly have an anti-fandom when he’s done NOTHING WRONG HIS ENTIRE LIFE. huh. just explain that to me. lol I mean I’m not looking to pick a fight with anyone, but also, MAYBE I AM, idk?? this kid has gotten me all riled up lmao
anyways, Protect Keigo 2021, and thank you Horikoshi for these three very terrible pages. I am pleased to inform you that you’ve effectively gotten your point across and you may now commence saving this kid already
YAY
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oh no, Keigo’s dumbass jerk dad tried to steal a car and the popo nabbed his ass and now his mom can’t just sit around neglecting her VERY YOUNG SON all day long, oh horrors. sorry lady my tiny violin is on backorder. just imagine that I’m playing a very sarcastic song on it for you
anyway so what are you gonna do now, abandon him? I can hardly imagine he’d be worse off, if anything it might be a near-instant improvement
LMAO HE’S ALL “WAIT WHAT ENDEAVOR’S A REAL FUCKING DUDE?!”
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AND THEY SAY THAT A HERO CAN SAVE US~~~~ I’M NOT GONNA STAND HERE AND WAAAAAIT~~~~~ I’LL HOLD ONTO THE WINGS OF THE EAGLES, WATCH AS WE ALL FLY AWAAAAAAY~~~~
lol what a randomly pivotal moment in his young life. TIME TO GO MAKE THESE MEMES INTO DREAMS YOUNG ONE
anyway so his mom freaked out and grabbed him and they wound up at a train station with her TELLING HIM TO GO GET HER SOME MONEY, oh my god. SURE MOM LEMME JUST WALTZ RIGHT ON DOWN TO THE “JOBS FOR FIVE-YEAR-OLDS” STORE AND TELL THEM I NEED SOME CASH. ffff manifesting someone to come help him in 3... 2...
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SIGH, JUST GO RESCUE THE PEOPLE FROM THE BUS, KEIGO. is this the outfit he was wearing when that happened?? it must be, right?? I can’t imagine them surviving more than a couple days out here unless this starts getting REALLY dark in a way I know that even Horikoshi won’t explore, so yeah. cut to the HPSC now please. never thought we’d be glad to see them. I mean sure, it may be an “out of the frying pan...” case, but good god
THANK YOU!!
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and I guess it was his mom’s eyeball quirk then. anyway, whatever, see you again never, hopefully. lol oh man. thaaaat, was upsetting. need to center myself here for a sec. NAMASTE
OH YAY THE PRESENT
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so we cut from Baby Hawks Angst straight to Present Day Hawks Angst, huh. not that this exhausted and traumatized lil lad isn’t still a baby to me too, I’ll have you know
BEST JEANIST, ALWAYS WITH THE JOKES
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“WHEW, THOUGHT YOU DIED ON ME FOR A SEC THERE KID.” lmao. Caleb will no doubt ruin this by making his word choice all stiffly formal as usual, so I’m just going to treasure this “WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT, I’M FRESH OUT OF FUCKS” version of Jeanist while I can
look at him, driving his Jeanistmobile
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again, is it any wonder Kacchan was bitching about Endeavor’s dinky little car when he was used to riding around town in style like this. anyone else staring at this panel trying to figure out how this car is somehow secretly made of jeans
NOOOOO
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FUCK YOU DABI LMAO. PUTTING THESE VOICE ACTORS OUT OF A JOB ONE BY ONE
anyway so Jeanist is all “GOOD THING IT’S THE FUTURE AND WE’RE SO GOOD AT MEDICAL SCIENCE” to handwave how Hawks went from one step shy of being a very handsome corpse, to sitting around texting Jeanist in a car all of two days later
OH MY GOD, AND FINALLY AN EXPLANATION FOR THIS
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wait a minute. I’m so confused lmfao. soooo, was Hawks all “anyway, here’s Jeanist’s dead body, you can examine it but please don’t look at him too closely and also I’m gonna need that back unharmed.” how tf did you pull that off lmao
(ETA: also isn’t this technically confirmation of the ol’ Noumu Jeanist theory lol. I’m gonna go ahead and say it is.)
NO BUT PLEASE, CONTINUE. I unironically love reading Horikoshi’s overly convoluted “SEE IT’S NOT A PLOT HOLE” explanations
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lkldslfk so wait, you’re telling me Hawks convinced Dabi and the League to put Jeanist’s body in storage, and basically just hoped they wouldn’t use him for any experiments until he could put his plan into action and have the HPSC’s people break in and find and revive him?? WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG. A FOOLPROOF PLAN IF I’VE EVER HEARD ONE
fff this man really asked Jeanist to risk it all to prop up his little cover story, and Jeanist was all “sure why not” omfg. anyways, thanks for recapping all of this out loud for no particular reason in your car conversation you two
LMAO NOW WHAT
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TROUBLE YOU SAY? GOOD THING THE NEW NUMBER ONE HERO IS ON THE JOB THEN
okay no it’s just some random thugs strolling around terrorizing the downtown. fuck ‘em. so Jeanist is making short work of them now
uh oh
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won’t come? not can’t, but won’t?? what???
WOW
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well I guess that makes the local heroes A BUNCH OF SHITHEADS now doesn’t it?? jesus
and okay, serious question, if the cops are spread too thin and the heroes have literally walked out on the job, what exactly is stopping everyone from deciding to use their quirks to defend themselves, legal or not? nothing, as far as I can tell. society just got a hell of a lot more chaotic
anyway so this is an interesting panel here
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man, Dabi really did pull it off, didn’t he. well anyway so here’s that better world all of the villains were wanting, you guys! isn’t it so great?? everyone’s terrified and angry and losing hope and society is inches away from collapsing into total anarchy! but hey, at least we exposed the number one hero as a hypocrite
anyway so what are these guys up to
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fucking hell, he’s visiting his mom. I really wasn’t prepared to commit this much emotional energy towards reading this chapter today. BUT VERY WELL, WE PRESS ON
?? wait she’s not there?
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is this supposed to explain how Dabi knew who Hawks really was? except that there’s the little matter of how he even know where to find his mother in the first place. feels like we’re still missing something there, but oh well
OH MY GOD
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RHA I TAKE BACK EVERY WORD I EVER SPOKE AGAINST YOU. YOU ARE A SCANLATION GROUP FILLED WITH ANGELS LMAO. I WILL TAKE THIS PANEL IN MY HANDS, AND TREASURE IT AND KEEP IT SAFE
ANYWAY, BECAUSE MY TIRED BIRD SON’S LIFE SUCKED SO MUCH ALREADY, IT TURNS OUT HE’S ACTUALLY PLEASED WITH THIS NEW TURN OF EVENTS LOL HOW ABOUT THAT
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GOOD FOR YOU BBY. YOU GO OUT THERE AND BE YOUR OWN PERSON
and in all seriousness, I love that identity he chooses -- chooses, because it actually is him making a choice now, possibly for the very first time in his life -- is “guy who helps people”, though. it really is nothing short of miraculous that he held on to that kind of optimism and desire to do good even with everything he’s been through. there were so many times he could have chosen to turn his back on the world in retaliation for the way it treated him. but he didn’t!! and here he is now, finally free, and what he wants to do with the rest of his life now is simply to help others. anyway please excuse me for a moment, I need to go find some sort of basket or a big vase to put all of my fresh new Hawks Feels in, pardonne-moi
YEAH BOIIIIII
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“FIRST ORDER OF BUSINESS, MISTER JEANIST, WHERE DID YOU FIND YOUSELF THAT SWEETASS CAR.” hey, all I’m saying is if this boy’s wings really aren’t growing back, he’s gonna need to find himself a new means of transportation y’know?
oh my god you guys it’s a flashback to his mom buying him the Endeavor plushie when he was like two because, and I quote, ALL MIGHT WAS TOO EXPENSIVE
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oh my god oh my god. my boy out here with a new lease on life finding hope in the darkest of times
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wasn’t your throat supposed to be all fucked up lmao. Horikoshi was suddenly all “oh shit the VAs are gonna be pissed at me if I keep this up huh”
“that’s why Bubaigawara was such a great guy” motherfucker IT IS A TERRIBLE DAY FOR RAIN. FORECAST SAID NOTHING ABOUT THIS
:’)
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yes ma’am. yes indeed. confirmed, I really will straight up fight some motherfuckers for this child. well not really, but YOU KEEP YOUR DISCOURSE OFF MY LAWN AND OUT OF MY BLOG YOU HEAR. THIS IS A HAWKS-FRIENDLY SPACE. WE RESPECT TAKAMI KEIGO IN THESE STREETS
and he’s saying (or is he thinking?? what a weirdly shaped speech bubble this is) that even if what Dabi said about the Todoroki household is true, “I’m not sure it’s the same now.” which happens to be ABSOLUTELY CORRECT. man this whole chapter really is all about saying “fuck the past” and moving forward and I am living for it
SON!!!!
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“the first step is at my beginning” fklkjlk. what an iconic fucking line??
AND HIS WINGS!!!! THEY ACTUALLY ARE GROWING BACK AHHHHHHH. “PUT A RAINCHECK ON THAT CAR, JEANIST-SAN.” THE HAWKSMOBILE CAN WAIT, RIGHT NOW HE HAS TO GO INSERT HIMSELF BACK INTO THE TODODRAMA WHETHER THEY LIKE IT OR NOT
you guys. I came here ready for some BAKUDEKU HOSPITAL ANGST, and I got DIDDLY SHIT of that, and none of my other kids were even in this chapter, but!!! ASK ME IF I CARE LMAO omg. because bird son is hanging with his new best friend, and he’s out here Finding Himself and picking up the pieces and putting them back together stronger than ever because RESILIENCE HAS A NAME, AND IT’S SPELLED H-A-W-K-S, and you guys. profound, my love for this child. holy shit. hey google, play Silence by Marshmello
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stxleslyds · 3 years ago
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I saw your rant about the Red Hood Movie lol (I agree DC keeps hurting my boy Jason) and you said something that interested me, you mentioned that you don’t like it when Jason is drawn with a bat symbol on him but why? Personally I feel that him wearing the bat symbol makes sense because he’s always tried to fit in with the family and it’s his way of connecting with them because he’s never had a family before. He gets along with his other siblings sometimes so I don’t think it’s ooc. I consider ‘bat symbol’ Jason an era of the past and am perfectly fine with his new Red Hood logo it looks sweet (but I wouldn’t be angry if he had the bat symbol on or not in the future). I’m curious what you’re thoughts are!
Hey there Anon, I have to be honest with you, your ask has been proven very difficult to answer, this here is my third draft. I have decided that instead of explaining my thoughts as I was trying to do in my previous drafts, I will now just link you to some of my past posts when I bring up certain points that make me think Jason should have never worn the bat-symbol on his chest.
Just a heads up, I am not a fan of Batman, the “Batfamily”, or Jason being dragged to any Bat-related content, I think it makes his character bland.
In order to make the answer clear to me as well as to anyone who reads this post, I will be separating my thoughts on how I think Jason’s relationship with Bruce has led me to think that he shouldn’t wear a bat-symbol or be involved with any Batman related content, and how Jason’s relationship with his brothers has led me to think that he isn’t part of any Batfamily or has ever been written as someone with true reasons to consider the others his brothers/allies/friends. I will separate each of those two groups in four different sections: pre-New 52, New 52, Rebirth and Infinite Frontier.
First though I would like to say that Jason as the Red Hood wearing a bat-symbol doesn’t make sense to me from the most basic of things, Jason’s vigilante name has nothing to do with Bats. Who wears bat-symbols? Batman, Batwoman, Batgirl, Batwing… All people that who have the “Bat” prefix on their names, nobody else wears a bat-symbol, Nightwing, Robin, Red Robin (Robin), none of them wear it, so why would Red Hood do it? It just makes zero sense. But anyway, that’s just me being annoying, I guess.
Jason and Bruce’s relationship.
First let’s go back in time to when Jason hadn’t died yet. You said that Jason wore the bat-symbol so he could connect with his family because Jason had never had that before, well, I see things differently, Jason had a family and that was his mother, the mother that he cared for when she was sick and the mother that he saw die to drugs after his father was put in jail. He had a family with her. And then he had a family with Bruce when he was Robin, but because Bruce started to neglect and not pay enough attention to him after he realized they weren’t seeing eye to eye in various things, Jason was pushed to act the way he did when he found that his birth mother was alive and “being manipulated by Joker”.
Jason’s father was abusive with his mother and didn’t care for Jason, Bruce wasn’t ready to be a father (even after Dick) and when Jason started to not want to follow his every rule Bruce neglected him, later his birth mother betrayed him and was one of the people involved in Jason’s death.
My point here is that Jason had a family with one person who died to drugs and then every other “family” that he found ended up betraying him or neglecting him. So, I don’t really think that Jason has much trust in the whole concept of “family” at least not when it comes to any of his experiences outside of Catherine Todd.
Now let’s move to the events of Under the Red Hood where Jason comes back to comics. Jason doesn’t hate Bruce then but he felt betrayed by him and felt like Batman’s whole crusade was not good anymore. Jason expressed several times in that book the fact that he didn’t believe Batman was good for Gotham and that he became a better version of Batman, the Red Hood.
Red Hood could do things that Batman didn’t dare do, he was better. So, why on earth would Jason wear a bat-symbol then? Well, Jason never wore a bat-symbol pre-New 52 when he was wearing his Red Hood suit. NEVER.
Jason didn’t care for Dick or Tim, he saw Dick as inferior to him because of Nightwing’s no killing ways and he was completely indifferent to Tim, his only interactions with him were when he cut his throat a little bit in Batman: Hush and when he called him “the pretender”.
So, Jason wasn’t looking for family he just wanted Bruce to kill Joker for him, and Bruce didn’t. When things got complicated and Jason realized that Bruce was too much of a coward he improvised, he told Batman that in order to stop him from killing the Joker Batman would have to shoot him (Jason). Batman didn’t use the gun, but he did save the Joker by throwing a batarang at Jason’s throat. When Joker detonated the explosives in the building they were in Bruce once again saved Joker from the rubble and didn’t look much for Jason.
That my dead Anon is the first time Bruce betrays Jason in such a big way that made me think that Jason would have never wanted to interact with Bruce in a good way. I will repeat it now, Bruce SAVED the Joker instead of letting Jason KILL the Joker.
After Under the Red Hood we got to see that Jason was alive and well in Green Arrow #69-72, where he made an appearance, there I can say with a 100% certainty that Jason hated both Batman and Bruce. He actively did things that pissed Bruce off and was searching for conflict with the man.
Jason and Bruce don’t interact much after all that because at some point Bruce “died” and that’s where Battle for the Cowl comes in. There is where we see one of the craziest Jason characterizations, there Jason took on the mantle of Batman because Gotham needed Batman (what? Red Hood was created to replace Batman!). But in that book Jason actually harmed both his brothers and left them for dead. In that book we also see a horrible message that Bruce left for Jason where Bruce told him that “Jason was broken and he tried to fix him” and that “Jason was my (Bruce’s) biggest failure”. I don’t know about you Anon, but if my father saw me that way, I would be packing my bags. And Jason didn’t look like he was looking to connect with his “family”.
After all that we don’t see Jason until Batman and Robin vol.1, where we see the weirdest characterization of Red Hood, this Red Hood hates Batman and would kill anyone just because. Jason had zero need to connect with his family there.
I just want to remind you here that Jason never wore a Batman symbol until here in his Red Hood suits, he only wore the symbol when he “was” Batman and that was OOC.
So now I welcome you to the New 52, where Jason wears a bat-symbol on his Red Hood suit for the first time. I HATE New 52 Jason Anon; you will find zero love for him here. That man wore a bat-symbol on his chest even though he didn’t believe in Batman’s ways and while he had this internal conflict about whether he hated or not Bruce. This Jason gave up a memory from his Robin years with Batman because he didn’t care enough to keep it, then he was seen acting like an ass towards Bruce and Barbara in the “Court of Owls” event.
But this whole shit show was written by Lobdell and one day he decided that Jason cared about what Bruce thought and let us know that maybe Jason secretly admired Bruce (in the post I will link here! I talk about what happened in those issues among other things). That story would be followed by Batman and Robin vol.2 #20, or what I like to call “the second time Bruce betrayed Jason in an even more painful way”. I am not going to explain what happened there, but I will like here! the post where I talked about what happened there and why I think that Jason should have never been on good terms with Bruce again from that moment on.
In that post I also discuss how much of an abusive and manipulative person and father, Bruce has and can be. He is a disgusting human being and Jason called him out about it but DC loves to write Bruce being abusive and then swiping it under the rug, Jason being on good terms with Bruce or wearing a bat-symbol on his chest is just horrifying after witnessing that issue, and it normalized Bruce’s abusive behaviour when issues later the same writer (Tomasi) had Jason interact with Bruce as if nothing had happened.
After that Jason was seen interacting with Bruce when the latter lost his memory, Jason even hugged Bruce there, it was OOC, and like I said it normalized Bruce’s abusive behaviour or at the very least made it look as something of no real importance.
Now, we are entering the Rebirth era of Bruce and Jason’s relationship, Jason was still wearing that fucking bat-symbol on his chest and this time around Jason even made a deal where he wouldn’t kill anyone while in Gotham (RHatO vol.1 #6), Lobdell even wrote them as being all buddy-buddy after the mess that was the New 52, absolutely disgusting.
Jason didn’t interact with Bruce in Rebirth that much, in fact the next time that Batman made a big appearance in the Red Hood book was in Red Hood and the Outlaws vol.2 #25, yeah, the issue where Batman beats the living shit out of Jason twice because he thought that Jason had killed Penguin. Father of the year, Jason wasn’t dying to be part of Bruce’s family, he was just brutally beat to be part of it. Bruce also ripped the vat-symbol off of Jason’s chest and told him that he didn’t “belong” with him or in Gotham any more. The AUDACITY of that bitch, can you believe? Jason belongs in Gotham as much if not more than Bruce.
Later when Red Hood and the Outlaws became Red Hood Outlaw, we saw Bruce and Jason interact again when Bruce informed Jason of Roy’s death, hugged him and also told him that he was still not allowed in Gotham, what a swell guy that Batman lad!
After that Batman went after Jason Todd when Jason came back to Gotham (without King Batman’s permission) and told the world that Jason Todd was alive and well and taking over Penguin’s Casino. Jason actually threatened Batman with revealing too much information about himself to the world (meaning, Jason threatened Bruce with revealing his secret identity) and that was that. Jason and Bruce only saw each other a few times when DC needed to make money with one of their boring ass events like Joker War and Bruce was shown “welcoming” Jason to Gotham in Red Hood Outlaw #51 or #52, I don’t remember but either way, it was absolutely hilarious and made zero sense. I am sorry, but after Bruce being a manipulative, abusive and all around a horrible person, I don’t feel anything except rage when they make them interact as if they cared for one another.
Shit hits the fan in Infinite Frontier with Urban Legends: Cheer, once again instead of explaining what happens there, I will just link you to the six posts I made about that mini. Part one, Part two, Part three, Part four, Part five and Part six.
Here I will only talk about the comeback of the bat-symbol in Jason’s life. Like you said Jason used (still has in some books) his own logo on his chest after Bruce ripped off the bat-symbol and told him to fuck off. That Red Hood logo was still done with the bat-symbol in mind and I just thought that it was ugly, like, there is no need for a logo if you are going to give him an ugly one along an even uglier suit. But that’s not what matter here, what matters is that the bat-symbol IS making a comeback because at the end of UL: Cheer, Bruce gives Jason a brand new (ugly) suit that has the bat-symbol again. That gift comes as a slap to the face after the disaster that was that book, from every point of view that mini should have not come out to the public. But it did because it forced the “Batfamily” down our throats through Bruce deciding to welcome Jason back to the “family” by giving him a suit with HIS logo on the Red Hood suit that kinda looks to me like Bruce saying “glad that I own you too as well”. The whole bat-symbol thing doesn’t sit right with him and sadly I don’t see it like a “Jason era of the past”, I see it like a metaphorical jail for Jason’s character, he is not free to be the character that he is supposed to be (a perfect opposite to Batman that shows that duality MUST exist in Gotham), and instead all we get is another Batman wannabe that is just as boring as the Batman himself.
Jason and his brother’s relationship.
The funny ha-ha thing with this is that we are not supposed to see Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian as four brothers (and to be honest I have never seen them four as brothers, as far as I see it, Jason hasn’t had a brother since before died). DC always makes it clear that Damian is Bruce’s only son so yeah, there is a big misunderstanding there within DC themselves, they have no problem with trying to sell us their absolutely nasty version of a family but at the same time they refuse to acknowledge any one except for Damian as Bruce’s son.
Even though I don’t necessarily believe that Jason sees his brothers as such I still call them that way because they were/are all Bruce’s children.
But this is not about Bruce so let me talk about Jason’s interactions with his brothers in the pre-New 52 era. So, as I said earlier in this post Jason didn’t think Dick was a big deal in UtRH because *just* like Batman Dick never killed and his way didn’t work or whatever (if only Jason knew what Dick did), and with Tim, Jason was mostly indifferent, he only hurt him a little bit in Batman: Hush (for the little bit that he took Clayface’s place) and then he referred to him as “the pretender”. Then we jump to the events of Teen Titans for Tim and Nightwing for Dick. In Teen Titans #29 Jason went to Titans Tower and beat the living hell out of Tim just because, now that thing was OOC and written by Geoff Johns but it existed and it further proves that DC writes this “family” through violence every time they can and then they just hope we forget it happened. With Dick, well, there was the Brothers in Blood arc where Jason dressed up as Nightwing and killed people in his name, he did it because he wanted to “bond” with Dick because he thought that Dick had killed Blockbuster, the whole arc was a mess and I can tell you this about it, Jason wanted to bond for all the wrong reasons and Dick was written as actually preferring Jason to be dead.
Then we jump right into Battle for the Cowl and even though (once again) this Jason was extremely OOC he did try to kill both Damian and Tim and fought Dick too, so, so far, I am not seeing Jason wanting to connect with his brothers, it was more like him going “be robin to my weird ass version of Batman or suffer!”. It was just weird.
Then there was Batman and Robin vol.1, where Jason’s Red Hood was just a blood thirsty and crazy and he didn’t want to be part of any family. I might not like Jason being written as part of the family but what this book had going on was not it.
Now, get ready because it is New 52 time again and this is messier than his relationship with Bruce in this timeline. The most recognizable relationship (or lack of thereof) was Jason and Dick. Lobdell just let us know one thing about what Jason thought of Dick and that was HATE. Jason HATED Dick, why, you ask? Oh, um, no one really knows, the only panel we were shown as “proof” of why Jason hated Dick was when Jason was acting like a little bitch when Dick was teaching him stuff during patrol (RHatO vol.1 #6). But, yes, Jason “had” (apparently) a good relationship with Tim. Yeah, no gracias, listen, Jason and Tim having brunch for two pages (RHatO vol.1 #8) isn’t making me believe that Jason cares or sees Tim in a good light, just throwing a brunch between them isn’t proof of them being the best of brothers but then again Lobdell loved giving Jason every character trait and relationship that Dick once had (examples: Tim, Roy and Kory). That brunch didn’t mean much because later on during the Death of the Family event Jason almost killed Tim (Teen Titans #16) to “save” his father from Joker (talk about bad writing). Jason and Damian had a very weird and forced “bonding” moment in that same event (you can include Damian to the relationships that Lobdell borrowed from Dick), all of the sudden Jason cared for Damian and he was acting all brotherly, because “they worked together” as different people in Batman Incorporated #4, this weird interaction between Jason and Damian (it can only be called weird because it looked out of place and you cannot change my mind, even Jason thinks it is weird in those panels) happened in RHatO vol.1 #17. In that same issue is where Jason tells Dick that he was trash because he didn’t want to say hi to Kory and kinda tells him that Dick “underestimates” Kory, listen, New Teen Titans isn’t a book that I enjoy reading most of the time but Lobdell needs to do some re-reading himself, Dick isn’t trash to Kory, Lobdell was trash to Kory. Anyway, at that point in time, Jason had a bad relationship with Dick, a secret admiration for Bruce, and a weird ass relationship with Tim and Damian.
Before we go on let me tell you what I think about the whole New 52 dynamic. Jason was used as a replacement of Dick Grayson. Dick was the one that had good relationships with his brothers and father, Jason up until the start of New 52 didn’t care for Tim or Damian, hated Bruce and kinda had a soft spot for Dick. In the New 52 the tables were turned. Jason’s relationship with Tim was never developed in paper, they for some reason were friends only when they stood together like they did in Robin War and Batman and Robin Eternal, there was never development or a reason as to why they “were in good terms”, they just *were*. The whole Jason and Damian thing didn’t last long because Damian died and then the whole mess of Batman and Robin #20 happened with Bruce.
Ahh, Grayson #12, the time when Jason and Tim’s last braincell died, they threw so much shit Dick’s way and for nothing. I will forever be mad at this, they really thought that Dick of all people faked his death, and because Bruce was conveniently amnesiac nobody dared say “hey, wasn’t it Bruce the one that told us that Dick was dead?”, seems to me like New 52 Jason and Tim can go be friends with that one braincell all by themselves. This is not family; this is people teaming up with whoever so DC can sell another weird comic event. Also at that time Damian was alive and Jason couldn’t have cared less about him being there (maybe it was because Jason was there when Damian was resurrected? Who knows?).
And now we jump to Rebirth because I hate the New 52. Tim was nowhere to be seen. Jason just forgot Tim existed and it wasn’t until the Red Hood Outlaw era in which we saw Jason interact with Damian again. What we did see, was a reconciliation between Jason and Dick, Jason was written as acting completely different in RHatO Annual #1, Jason respected Dick and his work and also said that Dick “had been a better brother than he had given him credit for”. Then Jason appeared once in Nightwing and they talked about Dick’s new girlfriend. And that was that for a long while.
As I said, during the RHO era Jason and Damian shared a couple of issues in the Teen Titans run, I have talked about these issues before in two posts (Post 1 and Post 2) but I will summarize what happened there here quickly.
Apparently, Jason and Damian had been working together in secret (never shown in actual comics), Jason gave Damian targets and intel of people for Damian to put in his secret prison for villains. When Damian and the Titans go after a target something goes wrong and the Titans end up hurt. Damian goes after Jason without a second thought and accuses him of betraying him, a physical and emotional fight ensues and it ends with Jason promising that if he sees Damian again, he will kill him. That’s all for Jason and Damian being on good terms in Rebirth.
But it all changes in Infinite Frontier, in August of 2021 we see the *real* comeback of the “Batfamily” in Robin #5. Dick, Damian, Jason, Tim and Stephanie appear in this issue but the only things of essence happen between Jason and Damian and Dick and Damian. Only one of them made sense, and it wasn’t Jason and Damian.
Jason was there to bring Damian back to Bruce. Listen, the last time Jason and Damian were seen together they were actively hiding their work from Batman and then they ended promising to kill each other, and now Jason came fresh out of Urban Legends: Cheer #6 wanting Damian to go back to Bruce. Damian tricks Jason into a hug, but surprise! it wasn’t a hug, Damian electrocuted Jason to get him of his back.
And that’s all.
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I understand that there have been moments where Jason has been written as wanting to connect to one or two people from the “family” but its never developed or based on something of true essence. You might consider it actually strong family connections but I just don’t see it that way.
Jason wearing a bat-symbol after the abuse and manipulation that Bruce put him through in new 52 onwards is just dumb to me. And given Red Hood’s origin, Jason wearing a bat-symbol in the first place is absurd and goes against everything that he once was.
Jason officially started wearing the bat-symbol again in Detective Comic's back up story written by Rosenberg and will continue to use it in the ongoing book Task Force Z.
The bat-symbol is annoying but Rosenberg writes Jason beautifully so yeah, I am biased there...
We just have different opinions on the matter Anon, but don't take this post as an attack towards you and what you think, it is just that I just don't like Jason being involved with anything Batman.
I hope you have a fantastic week Anon!
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amazingphilza · 4 years ago
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snapchat :: c!tommy x reader
fluff / angst , platonic , gender neutral ! first request whoop whoop :D [check pinned for more info on requests]
synopsis: ‘what’s so bad about adding every person on snapchat?’ tommy thought. unknowingly, with all the other people he begins talking to during exile, one ends up being you; tubbo’s younger sibling. that is until you both visit tommy in logstedshire.
cw: i purposely misspell a few words for the texting part, i hope it’s still readable for y’all! and i haven’t actually used snapchat in years so let’s pretend i know what i’m doing :)
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tommy smiled at his brand new phone
first thing he does? install snapchat and reddit
if he couldn’t talk to his best friends face to face anymore, at least he had people online to talk to, right?
tommy hoped from all his possessions dream would destroy, he could at least keep a phone
without much thought, tommy opened snapchat and began adding every account and messaging them the same obnoxious message
BE MY FRIEND . MESSAGE BACK NOW.
most people chose ignore tommy, not having a clue why he was messaging them
but as for you, when you had the notification that someone added you on snapchat and started aggressively messaging you, it made you curious
you read their user
“wife haver”?? huh???
instead of immediately blocking the person, you replied back
what?
not even less than a second later you get a reply back
OH MY GOD FINALLY SOMEONE
IM DYING
without context, you were more than confused
genuinely dying is very alarming but you shouldn’t text a random stranger your last words
huh?
THE GREEN BASTARD TOOK EVERYTHING AWAY FROM ME
YOURE ALL I HAVE LEFT
plwase helo
Help
where did tou go
Ohm hgod
hHello?
NOOOO NOT YOU TOO
PLEASR
you laughed at the person’s desperation and ignored the messages
if the stranger wasn’t going introduce themselves, you wouldn’t either
however, after a while you realized you had over 100 snapchat notifications within an hour of trying to ignore the person
however it was just jumbled up words and useless spam, nothing important
as if the stranger would said anything important to your concern anyway
do you ever shut up??
fuck you
a normal person wouldve taken offense by these messages but you found them quite amusing
it wasn’t like you had anything else better to do
and this acceptance was the start of your odd friendship with the stranger
you were still on edge because you had no idea who they were and their intentions but the anonymity was mutual nonetheless
if the desperate spamming “wife haver” isn’t going to formally tell you who they actually were, you weren’t going to risk exposing yourself first
but in the past few weeks, you and the person had normal conversations apart from the first day they messaged you
well as normal as you could’ve expected from someone named “wife haver”
they were the first to send an actual snap as well
that was when you found out the “wife haver” was an obnoxious boy that looked around your age, maybe a slightly older
he had sent you a photo of him holding a thumbs up and trying to smile when he was clearly upset
just got all my stuff exploded again, feeling good
you noticed his messy blonde hair and tattered clothes
what the hell happened to this guy?
part of you was confused, and the other was concerned
u good bro??
well
i don’t have anymore tools and materials if that’s anything
so no
this is shit
lmao it was probably deserved
FUCK YOU!!!!!
im kidding that’s sad
but like do u actually need stuff?
you contemplated sending your next message and thought of the consequences
but in the end, you were probably better off than him so if he did try to do something suspicious, you could easily just leave with your trident or defend yourself
i can bring some things over if you’d like
please oh my god it’s so boring here
where the hell do you even live???
it finally hit that you would be visiting this mysterious person
you never really had much to do during the day and he had nothing against your enchanted netherite armor when compared to his worn-out clothes
you were surprised that he was quick to be comfortable with you visiting him so continued to message the boy
if you live nearby i can just stop over and bring some spare diamond tools and armor if you’d like or smth
DIAMOND !,?’/:@!?:/-',(
ya sure lol
WTF
GOOD SHIT LAD! THANKS
WHEN DO U WANT TO VISIT???
his shock and excitement made you smile
maybe this wasn’t a bad idea
before replying, you quickly ran to your storage room you gather your spare items
instead of normally texting, you decided to take a picture of all the enchanted tools and armor and send back a snap
i’m down for tomorrow, turn on your snapmaps so i can come by ;D
he quickly replied back with handfuls of ‘holy shits’ and ‘YEAHS’
you couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear which caught the attention of your older brother who had just walked in to get blocks from the wall of chests
“ew why are you smiling at your phone like that?”
“oh shut up, tubbo”
“it’s weird”
you roll your eyes at him in a playful matter
“whatever! i’m gonna be out tomorrow to visit a friend, okay?”
“you have friends? wow, sounds like a first”
“you’re such a dick!!” you yell at him whilst trying to hold in your laughter
“oh yeah? go on, tell me about this friend of yours then. meeting strangers online, hm?”
“if you’re so concerned, you can come with if you’re not busy with whatever a president does. i promise they’re not some weirdo like you”
tubbo’s tone was sarcastic but he agreed then left you to your own thoughts
you were excited for tomorrow that you were restless in your bed when nighttime had came
somehow you managed to fall asleep from tiredness in the middle of the night
soon enough it was morning
before doing anything, you checked your phone and went through all your notifications
you then checked snapchat, browsing snapmaps and realized how far you had to travel
despite the long travel, you brought yourself up from your bed and gathered all the items you were going to bring
you stuffed a full set of enchanted diamond armor, tools, and over a stack of golden carrots all in your inventory
after finishing all your preparations, you searched for your older brother
with just a loud yell of his name he appeared almost instantly
“you ready to go, tubbo?”
“yep! you know where you’re going right?”
you scoffed at the question
“of course!”
and with that, the two of you traveled on foot until you reached the ocean
you had brought 2 boats with you knowing that you couldn’t imagine being in the same boat as your brother; it would’ve ended up in endless bickering
after a while of being at sea, tubbo started to become impatient
“what the hell! how far does this person live, y/n??”
“i dunno!”
you knew the general direction you were supposed to be going to after studying your snapmaps all morning but you couldn’t check how much farther it would take to get there; there was obviously no signal in the middle of the ocean
it felt like forever before you saw land in the horizon
suddenly you regained all the energy you have lost from rowing
“there!! that place with the white tent, i can barely see it”
“finally”
with the burst of energy, you got to land in no time
the moment you got off your boat, the blonde spotted the two of you and ran in your direction
once appearing nearly feet apart, he stared at your brother who also had the shocked expression
“TOMMY?”
“TUBBO?”
your brother had more of a confused expression whilst the other boy seemed a bit mad
maybe he was always mad considering the endless conversations you had with him ranting about some ‘green bastard’
but tubbo quickly got defensive, stepping in front of you
you didn’t understand how they knew each other beforehand, but at the same time you never caught up with tubbo’s friends either
you needed answers
“what’s going on?”
“y/n! you were messaging tommy this whole time? why didn’t you tell me?”
tubbo was clearly frustrated and a feeling of guilt washed over you
it didn’t click that you never exchanged names and admitting it did not seem believable
tubbo was in complete shock, trying to process everything that was happening
“WHAT?! AND HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TALKING?”
you mumbled out your words
“a few weeks, i can’t remember”
“uh, yeah sorry” tommy had confirmed your statements. “i didn’t even know you had a sibling, tubbo! i actually didn’t know their name until now as well..”
“HUH??”
“but if i knew i was messaging a tub-ling, i wouldn’t have in the first place!”
“what the fuck tommy!!!”
“no, but how do you even know each other?” you had interrupt the two
tubbo had chosen his words carefully
“we’re... friends”
tommy had seemed upset at this
“tubbo....”
“no, don’t talk to me, tommy. you were exiled for a reason. y/n? give him the stuff you wanted to him and let’s go, this was a waste of time”
you were saddened but obliged, you didn’t want to anger your brother even more
“fuck you, tubbo! can’t believe this was how you visit me for the first time, i don’t even want your pity shit”
before you could react, tubbo led you to the back of his boat
he got in the front and quickly rowed away from the land you barely stayed on, leaving your boat behind on the shores
you looked back at tommy who already had left back to his tent
the boat ride was silent and full of sorrow until you arrived back at l’manburg
once you got home you immediately opened snapchat to message tommy
hey tommy i’m really sorry about today. i had no idea,,,
you thought he would’ve ignored your message but instead replied right after
but your heart sank at reading the message
it’s fine
i think it’s best we stop talking y/n
you didn’t want to lose a friend so quickly but after all the tension from today, you didn’t know how to come back from it
so instead of arguing you agreed, even if it wasn’t honest
yeah, me too
and that was the last message you sent to tommy
even though the whole situation was confusing from the start, it didn’t mean you didn’t enjoy the random conversations you had
the bizarre encounter was unforgettable
it made you even sadder when you realized the first time you two used each other’s names through text would also be the last
a/n: ngl, i didn’t think i would finish this on a kinda angsty ending but here we are! and grrr it’s 4am and i just wanted to finish this,, let’s hope there aren’t that many grammar mistakes LMAO anyway i hope y’all enjoyed <3
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If you are taking non-train characters, what are your answers for The Other Gordon 👀
For simplicity, or maybe for complexity, I’ll refer to Both the TOS and the TAG versions, though I’m much more thoroughly acquainted with his TAG ver.
There wasn’t a Gordon Tracy in the movie, so I can skip that entirely lmao
To signify which Gord I’m talking about, TOS will have Orange and TAG will have Yellow heart emojis.
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First impression
🧡 (Was very young at the time and not much good at reading quickly) “Gordon Tracy.... Astronaut.” I always liked TB4 herself, but I don’t think I got to see the TOS eps where Gordon really shines, which is a pity u_u;
💛 I was a little taken aback but the redesign, but also intrigued! This time I was already an adult and didn’t have issue reading Aquanaut lmao, but also got in on the ground floor of the show, getting to see the soon-to-be beloved shine in the very first episode.
Impression now
🧡 Holy cow is this dude ever underrated! In the episodes where he’s allowed to play a part, he actually shines so brightly! Several of the Best eps have him prominent, like Terror in New York and Operation Crash Dive, but even the ones where he is sidelined, the short moments we get can still do a lot, like his jokes and being The Most Fashionable of them Tracy Boys. They sneakily wrote in a potential reason why he ain’t used more with the notorious Hydrofoil Accident, but then maybe they coulda mentioned it in the show proper instead of in supplementary lore books? Oh well, the fans go very hard for this plot :P
💛 Holy cow, this time he’s not underrated so much as victim to Shoddy Writing!!! By both the show and the fans! [Mario from Super Mario Sunshine when he’s on low health voice] YAH-HOooorrrugughghh
Ok, seriously, this lad is again such a wonderful character, when he’s allowed to be written well. But they leaned very deliberately into his lighthearted, joking side and that fine character note became the unfortunate handlebars for people to grip into that being all there is to him, or to spin off into more annoying and out of character behaviours, like Season 2′s stupid underwater city episode that I hate so much, I hate it so fucking much that they wrote a whole episode to dunk on him by not only making him fill TB4 with food wrappers, but he doesn’t even pilot her for most of the episode >:V
Uhm yeah, when allowed to be written as more than Token Comic Relief, he’s fantastic. There’s such a wide range to his knowledge, his experience and his emotions. David Menkin defo brings his A Game to voicing Gordon and he has a beautifully nuanced performance [better than Virgil’s, who seems to be pretty much in one mode all the time lol... it can’t be easy being a VA where the characters are in high stress situations a lot]
I also think his feelings for Lady Penelope were actually handled really, really well. That he’s obviously got a Thing for her but doesn’t bring it up every time they’re in proximity, or that he doesn’t spend hours angsting over it. But s1 and s3′s advancement of this subplot feels sooo goooood and natural and is a lot of my good faith for s3 as a whole, to be honest! 💕
Favourite moment
🧡 Times like this make me wanna get the OG Series on DVD...! Hmm, gonna hafta go with the mad lad boarding a plane, getting in a firefight with the guy who’d been causing them all to crash, shooting him in the back, then holding the severed wires back together with his bare hands, all from Operation Crash Dive. That whole ep is a jewel and he did more earlier on too, but this short sequence is the ultimate Chaotic Good, the likes of which one rarely sees outside of Shounen Anime.
💛 I’m not gonna be so mean as to say SOS Part 1 lol, though that ep was Transcendent. It’s hard to pick one, he excels in the lovely new TB4, but I think it’s less his skills there and more his resourcefulness and emotional intelligence in eps like Extraction that have me the fondest. Also lmao, the contrast in my pick from this compared to TOS...!
Honourable mention to Heavy Metal for an action pick, we see 4′s Demo Missiles solve the problem by blowing stuff up, all while dangled in mid air! Niiiiice~
Idea for a story
🧡 It’s not so much of an idea, but whenever I do make myself watch Thunderbirds Are Go (The 1966 Film), I feel like there’s a potential plot thread of him feeling disappointed to be left out of the happenings that clearly the Andersons didn’t mean to pick up on. But he’s so clearly saddened when Jeff stupidly says Gordon won’t be needed [note that the previous failed Zero-X hand the crew land in the ocean....!] to help guard the 2nd Zero-X [in the end, only Scott is slightly relevant, Lady Penelope and Parker carry that mission!], and we also see him looking out of the balcony as the others launch, like he’s wistful.
Unfortunately the film turns into a weird ass Alan centric soap and barely skates over the main plot, too, before oh shit it’s time for the big climatic rescue. Gordon is overjoyed to be give a token role in that, which amounts to shooting a grapple line. Goes with the lore of him being the Best Shot, but oof! That’s it?! RUBBISH
So yeah idk, a rewrite of that shitshow that actually uses him? Could be an idea lol. Maybe it could even be combined with the strange narrative choice of an Alan pity party, the two could discuss the ups and downs of the gig and feeling over/under worked.
💛 Uhhh harder to say as I’m consumed many, many TAG fics since 2015 and still come and go and come back again for more at times, I don’t think I have any pitches that haven’t already been done, for better and for worse lmao
Honestly, I still ain’t let go entirely of the desire to cross over TAG with CSatM, but I don’t think I can make it work as a long form story which it deserves, plus I’d hafta focus on non-Gordon characters too, so uhh.... yeah, at the mo I got nothing ^^;
Unpopular opinion
🧡 Nooo babe, don’t smoke!! Also anyone who claims he isn’t the most handsome of the Tracy clan is lying.
💛 For years, the TAG fandom copypasted the TOS backstory in, which is understandable, but only a few works/authors could get the balance right. Look, the dude is clearly in his 20′s and it’s more than a little unrealistic for him to have done all 3 of the Served in WASP, Got Olympic Gold Medal, Hydrofoil Incident happenings. Like, the same applies to TOS but you could wave that away as being 60′s writing, where Military service as a young thing [eww] was common and Gordon looks older in that.
This got de-emphasised after SOS part 1, natch, as that seems pretty heavily implied to be This Universe’s answer to the Hydrofoil. The WASP and Gold Medal do continue to pop up, but at least 2 massive life achievements before being ....~23?? ish??? is a bit easier to grasp than 3 ¬w¬;
Favourite relationship
🧡 Did Gordon really get to interact with anyone other than his family and the other Tracy Island residents? I’ve read fic which gives him and Tin-Tin some fantastic platonic closeness, but I suspect the show itself wasn’t that generous...!
💛 All too easily, Pen & Ink! That is, Lady Penelope and he!
As I’ve said before, the romantic interest he has is played refreshingly well, and they get several great scenes together with the casual flirting and working well as a team. The Deep Water -> SOS 1 -> Upside Down triple punch really seals the deal, but it was hinted as early as Ep 1 and made obvious on his end in Tunnels of Time. All soooo good~ 💗
Favourite headcanon
🧡 Gordon rules at chess. We see chessboards in the episodes and occasionally the characters are seated by one, and I saw the notion that Gordon’s shockingly good at it in a fic and would like to embrace that~
💛 First, before the show made it be Virgil, I was introduced to the notion that Gordon was the most qualified First Aider type. I still prefer this lmao
Even though the series holds out on us, I firmly believe he has more Uniform variants than his wetsuit, and more causal clothes [though I am fond of his 1 Hawaiian Shirt n Jeans combo] and can make pretty much anything Work. Also his hair naturally has the same style as TOS when it’s not gelled upwards lol
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batarangsoundsdumb · 3 years ago
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hae interrogationes multae respondeant quia demens .
if you read this entire ask post you deserve a gold star and financial recompensation
Um, Obviously because when you’re adopted by a white guy you automatically become white duhhh
this is about this post lmao and yeah youre absolutely right, you have to hand your poc card in when you get adopted by a white guy.
Do you think Cass would listen to Yanni, the YouTube channel epic symphonic rock, or some other stuff? There's some cool mashups but idk if that's up your alley, I kinda feel like I'm pushing it with my weird taste of music by recommending an orchestra cover of metal, but i just love that sort of thing and mashups :P @harvestyourcherries 
i haven’t heard of that? but in my personal (correct) opinion steph listens to classical music, and then both modern and older, and then also stuff like black sabbath, iron maiden, but also hardrock and hardcore. i like the idea of cass just liking the most extreme screaming songs full of noise and then also listen to pachelbel’s 370th sonata yanno? THANK YOU for the rec tho
speaking of ur cass playlist hc...reminds of the time (yesterday) i found 2 playlists randomly on spotify from the same user. one was abt 3 hours of instrumental/classical "dark" & "nostalgic" music. the other almost 11 hours of nothing but hardcore bass/synth/electronic music. just an incredible tightrope act to put on in public. the synth one was also called like "psalms for synth sluts" which is Also incredible
tbh i LOVE synth SO MUCH like for no reason at all but then also cannot handle a poppy electronic beat lmao. but this seems like the kinda thing i’d do but just in one (1) playlist bc i just sort songs by vibe instead of genre? that’s how i end up with britney spears and billy ray cyrus in the same playlist. 
Oh, I want Kate Kane playlist next! It would be amazing if you could do one when you have time and will 🙏
how rude would it be of me to just say no? like sorry kate but idk you and also you seem way too keen on the us military for an institution that homophobically targeted you? (and also commits war crimes) but let’s unpack the fact that the institution that caused the death of your mom and sister and also got you blacklisted for being gay is still one you align with???
'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' --- when i tell you i fucking screamed LOL!!!!!!! i can imagine the cameraman not knowing if he should cut to commercial or keep it on these two weirdos fighting on stage (bruce definitely ruffled dick's hair/noogied him right?? 
about this post but yeah lmao. this cameraman just turns to like the audience to get a reaction and it’s just multiple moments of CLEAR shock.
you are the only funny person on this hellsite
how egotistical is it for me to say that i get this ask multiple times a month? bc it literally happens so often it’s hilarious to me.
Wish there was more john/Bruce content 😔😔😔 was so hungry I actually looked at canon media 😔😔😔 (Justice League Dark babeeeyyyyyy)
check out batman: damned for some mediocre content but at least it’s john/bruce (also very interesting story and stuff, just got very >:( over this weird part where harley quinn tried to r*pe bruce or something? it’s not for everyone)
dick grayson but he's nicki minaj
his anaconda don’t want none,,, unless...... 
Dick Grayson was never a cop, he played Marshall on Paw Patrol
you are SO right. also paw patrol is a fucking good show idc. that shit could’ve been the new steven universe on this hellsite.
https://www.instagram.com/p/CS1lI0bLI7-/?utm_medium=copy_link
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why do people keep reposting my CONTENT. if you are not funny yourself don’t just grab shit off of tumblr and post it on insta,,, get a life. sidenote: should i start an insta and get all these ppl to take my content down that would be funny as hell.
Might I suggest for a Gotham City Meme: something about the true crime fandom thirsting for the rogues gallery
ok can i just say something slightly controversial?? no? i don’t find true crime ppl who are into criminals funny, that shits disturbing irl im not gonna bring that into my very chill universe.
i may have never seen a 'jason cleaning guns in sink' fic but i do know he WOULD
THANK YOU
bestie im sorry to say this to you but while you can, and people do wash their guns in the sink, that is a lot of lead in a very vital part of the kitchen.
people tend to do it in the bathtub.
WHY???? like damn why do you even have guns
i dont think i read many gun sink fics exactly but i have read lots of fics where jason cleanes his guns in the living room. usualy dissembles them and cleans them with a rag i think
lmao fair enough, like i think that’s a large part of what i remember as well.
if you say you've seen/read gun sink fics I believe you. I think those of us who didn't see them are lucky or maybe didn't search for fics by tags or something idk
i mean ive never sought them out but i HAVE seen them,, like definitely i know almost for certain.
saw your tags and I'm interested in Steph/Kara now. They would be the most chaotic couple <3
literally thoooo, i have a wip where they get together in a zombie apocalypse and like UGGGHhhh i am so in love with them.
I am the Breece anon. Thanks for the recommendation; am reading now. I’ve always been a hardcore Superman fan because I love my pure himbo farm boy. My logic is, if one Bruce is a Broose, then multiple Broose are a herd of Breece. And this is a hill upon which I will perish.
fair enough,,,, like moose, meese, goose, geese, bruce, breece. i get your logic and i stand by it as well. (glad you enjoyed the comic recs!!!!)
It's a beautiful day in Gotham, and you are a group of horrible Breece
OH my god dude lmao
there only being 42 fics on ao3 for tim and bernard is honestly so sad i need more
it’s like twice that now!!! we did it lads. (tho very sad that my fic isnt number one but like number 4 :((((  )
i'm too late you already did the poll lol but may i suggest bethy (bernard + timothy)
shit dude that wouldve been so fucking funnyyyyy. think ppl have just stuck to timber tho, tim/bernard kinda died down recently and i think it’s too bad, they’re a great couple and i love them.
Wait, hear me out
Bernothy @redlightofdawn
great recommendation (lmao this ask is from like a month ago) but very sorry to announce that NARDTH is the superior shipname
Wait, we know that bernard likes milfs (Tim's step-mom) but what about dilfs? gilfs?
Wait no, I regret sending that ask
these were two seperate asks and they’re HILARIOUS. in my personal opinion tho,,, milfs, gilfs, dilfs are just about vibes and bernard is just attracted to sexy ppl who may sometimes be milfs, dilfs, or EVEN gilfs.
crime in bludhaven would drop to half if nightwing had a boob window. in this essay i will-
WHERE’S THE ESSAY ANON, WHERE’S THE FUCKING ESSAY
Wait if Barbra and Tim r at opposite ends at all times what happened to Barbra once everyone’s Tim’s ever love before started dying lol
she won a lottery ticket and spent 2 weeks on a resort in the bahamas before returning home and finding out that the joker was arrested for tax evasion and then spent a month staying at her big tiddie goth girlfriend’s house before conner came back to life and she broke her pinkie playing table hockey.
Why is the opposite end thing so funny and compelling to me. Tim comes back from his depression quest for Bruce and Babs is now a literal god
lmao when tim loses his spleen barbara reaches nirvana.
Are you still taking music recs because I have three songs that remind me of Jason that I think you'd like
send to me or lose a toe
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thanks, i wont tho on account of i wont.
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This is the whole of Blüdhaven and everyone anywhere.
Nightwings ass alone saves more people in a calendar year and does more for so society than most heroes do their whole career.Also u are one of the funniest tumblr pages out there. The vibes are unmatched and the memes and tags ✨send me✨.Thank u and goodnight @julia-flow 
fanksss also lmao.
That's going to be a little bit difficult to explain, but
There's some music that you listen to and you think, "oh my gosh, I can perfectly imagine Dick Grayson singing this song, with the same voice as the singer because that voice matches with Dick Grayson"?
oh yeah totally lmao. i have a lot of songs that i think are just entirely dick grayson yanno? kind of all of my playlists have that vibe, but i really find bleachers to fit with dick? idk.
"Lois lane/Superman" fics this, "Lois lane/Clark Kent" fics that, (/lh) let's get into the real good stuff. Some people ship Lois, Clark, and Superman as a throuple. Most popular fic tag for sure
yes totally, i think they’d be absolutely killer on ao3 and clark gets so fucking embarassed about it.
I miss your post, hope you’re doing okay!!
haha this was like 2 months ago, but i was doing fine then too! just didn’t have a lot of inspiration in terms of content.
Doot doot!
noot noot
I’m confused. What did DC do now? Like with nightwing? And another sibling? Please spoil everything for me
lmao they gave him a secret sister plotline where they had his dad cheat on his mom with tony zucco’s wife, bc dick’s life wasn’t traumatic enough yet.
sorry but it's so funny that batman is called "the dark knight" when the gotham city baseball team is called the gotham knights. it'd be like if a vigilante was running around new york called like "the scary yankee"
lmaooo no. but like yankee comes from dutch names or something so wouldnt it be HILARIOUS if gotham knights came from like german names and bruce would be running around called the dark KLAUS UND NIEK @graysonnightwing 
(not a batcest shipper) it’s so funny to me that the responses are “i’m a batcest shipper because i can differentiate fiction from reality and and it doesn’t bother me personally, but i understand why you oils think it’s weird” to “i wish all batcest shippers a very fucking die”
yeah lmaoo. i personally basically flipped my entire stance around to ‘i dont care please leave me and everybody else alone’ bc i think there’s really no point in starting a moral dillema over some fucking fandom bullshit. Please just,,, go home,,, log off, find a nice forest to have a little walk in and remember that somewhere in history, somebody probably died in the place you’re standing. and you will also die someday, and somebody will have to look at your internet usage and see you fighting multiple people anonymously while being named ‘nightwingsbuttchin200186′ like... calm down, we’re all gonna die this is not the thing to worry about.
so since like "wards" don't really exist in modern society almost all the batkids are foster kids, right? i used to work in the system and imagine: monthly visits from social workers and guardian ad litems, bruce having to get permission to take the boys anywhere out of state, calling their social worker at like 8 a.m. like "yeah dick broke his arm again... a gymnastics accident this time...." their poor social worker. bruce send her a huge bouquet and box of chocolates every month to stay on her good side
i imagine the social worker just getting into the case like ‘yeah let’s get this kid a good guardian’ and then ending up having to work with 22 y/o bruce wayne and his 50 y/o dad. and so this social worker is like ‘okay we can work with this, this is the best home i can find’ and then like it ends up landing on its feet and then the kid gets adopted and then they get a call a year later like ‘uhm so hi, this kid tried to steal my tyres can i adopt him?’ and like 3 years later. ‘okay so basically, my neighbours’ kid imprinted on me and now they’re dead, can i keep him?’ two years later it’s like ‘okay so this assassin child-’
ever since I saw that one post of yours, the meme that's something like "I know that abba's backup dancer got me" with a picture of discowing, I've been haunted. Every once in a while I'll be minding my own business then the image of abba's backup dancer dick grayson aka nightwing aka discowing will flash in my mind and I'll be frozen in place. Today at work I was in the middle of folding clothes and suddenly once again discowing entered my mind and I suddenly lost the ability to see anything except He. Thank you.
wow. the IMPACT.
Braver than any US marine man props to you🤝
this shit is about the time i wrote an article on batcest, like man,,, the fact that i didn’t get cancelled is MIRACULOUS. also like,,, uh if anybody on here did gossip on me,, send screenshots i’d love to see it.
Hello, just wanted to say your article was great. Thank you for taking the time to provide an unbaised answer. It should provide people with nuances they couldn't possibly conjure on their own.
May I ask where your username originates from?
yes you may (also thanks!!!) i thought it up when i was trying to find an original username bc i didnt want to be called like ‘timdrakes something something’ or ‘jason todd something smoething’ or ‘dick grayson something something’ yanno? so i thought batarangs, they sound so dumb and that’s my username story... now it’s my whole entire brand lmao.
yno that bit in kick ass where red mist asks kick ass if he wants a hit of his blunt, was that the inspo for stoner tim
no? it’s bc i think stoners are hilarious and drugs are great. (dont do drugs tho) 
How would u feel if someone actually wore one of those bruce or ollie pride shirts u edited
fenomenal next question.
Dick as lil huddy and Jason as James gave me radiation poisoning and now I’m screaming crying throwing up so thx for that
(Rico suave as Tim is perfect tho literally no changes needed)
i was so funny for that shit wasn’t i??? lmao i loved those weird ass fancasts
You're doing the Lord's work by providing us with all these Gotham/Metropolis citizens memes, thank you for being so relentlessly funny @nellethiel-aranel
you’re welcome!! i really enjoy making memes, but getting validation for my content and my memes is REALLY nice.
Bruce is such a slut in your memes and honestly i love that for him @rhodey-rhudert-rhodes-main 
he’s that much of a slut irl too dw.
Bruce and Alfred have an emergency pride flag for the batkids. Oliver Queen printed an emergency "I love my gay son" t-shirt and as soon as Roy told him he was dating Jason, Oliver started wearing that shirt everyday and Roy always cringes when he sees it. Oliver also has an emergency "I love my lesbian daughter" shirt just in case for Cissie.
lmao YES i had a post like this bc like all of their kids/family members are so gayy
stop bringing back batfam fancasts it is not real it is not real it is not- 😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀
oh yes it is my darling.
did discowing burn down the notredam because he hates the bees? @allulily
no he did it bc fuck the french.
im gonna beg for 1 thing and 1 thing only. please please please put physical by olivia newton john on dick's playlist
okay then beg. bc i wont. physical reminds me too much of glee and that hurts me mentally.
your playlist is sorely missing some Madonna. Specifically Into the Groove, Like a Prayer, and Vogue
i’m scared of madonna that’s why she’s not on there. she haunts me in my dreams.
suggestion: son of batman by aaron dews for dick’s playlist🤩
sorry, i listened to it and the vibe didn’t agree with me.
Hear me out, metropolis citizens sending rare pair fics of Clark Kent x Superman fics to Lois to edit
yes, absolutely hilarious. even more funny if they send like physical copies, no address attached and lois sends it back marked with red ink, SOMEHOW
Imagine all the smut Clark must of read editing the fics
clark reads smut confirmeeed
NOT LOIS READING SUPERBAT PORN AND EDITING IT A 2AM 
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
hc that alfred is a meta that boosts healing factor of the people around him. if the bats are injured as much as they seem to be they would be doing bat stuff MAYBE half the year. no one including alfred knows about this. whenever the kids move out they inexplicably dont recover from injuries as fast and feel better whenever they visit the manor they just chalk it up to homesickness. bruce just thinks he heals really fast. alfred thinks everyone doesnt take care of themselves properly @finchcollector
that’s actually such a great idea, but i think that alfred would find out and learn how to concentrate it better so he can help more people, bc he’s great and i love him.
One of your dickfast posts reminded me of that tweet that goes: 'so you've had sex how many times? Yeah technically that's not a bromance' lol that's dickwally or dickroy
literally tho. like that’s all of dick’s friendships. once it gets past a certain time dick is like ‘wow i wonder what it would be like to make out with wally, wally come make out with me’ and wally’s like ‘we’ve done this like 40 times, dick, you know what it’s like’ and dick is like ‘sorry are you complaining?’ and they just make out.
superfam and batfam associations??
-batman and superman
-dick/barabara and supergirl?
-conner and tim
-jon and damian
pls enlighten me I am confused
nope,,, uhm batman and superman, but dick and superman as well, and then conner and tim, jon and damian and steph + babs with supergirl
I came across a fic in which Wonder Woman calls Batman "Stella" (like Stellaluna, the children's book) and I can imagine the batkids hop on the trend and maybe copies of the book appear at random places (aka, everywhere Bruce frequents)
sorry can’t reciprocate that was the name of my high school chemistry teacher and it gives me nightmares to think about.
good human what are your pronouns?
wouldn’t you like to know?
I need me some gothamites preferring harley over joker memes
everyone prefers harley over joker youre just very fucked up if you dont
don't understand why people try to add like veteran policy to the batfamily
dick pulling out his veteran batfam member card so he can eat first: step aside, peasants
Do you know the song Simmer by Haley Williams? It (the first verse anyways) reminds me of Jason? It's about rage.
damn yeah i LOVE HAYLEY!!!! youre right thoo
Okay so I like listen to your stoner Tim Drake playlist 24/7 but would he listen to skegss? Also I keep adding songs mentally it’s killing me 😩✋🏼 Anyways,, I literally love and worship your playlist 😃🤞🏼 And uh yeah have a good day ✨
stoner tim drake playlist is lyfeeee. also dont know who skeggs is? i’m stupid? have a good day!!
All the Robins (and Batgirl) decide to trade costumes for one night just to fuck with Batman and all the villains in Gotham. @subspacecadet 
batman knows it’s them youknow but like,,, what does he call them? he’s like ‘red hood?’ and 3 people answer and he’s not about to compromise some identities so he’s just Pissed.
I aspire to treat cops the way my dad treats them. This man is a 45 year old Asian immigrant to the US and the treats them like his pets. He talks about them like unruly children. Sometimes he pays off local cops to shut up and stop acting racist. And usually it works. I don’t know why but I can see Oliver Queen doing this
vibes... and also yes? oliver queen handing a local cop a donut to shut the fuck up lmao. but yanno i commit enough crimes to not really want to ever see a cop ever, so they kinda scare the everloving fuck out of me.
seeing as tim hasn't aged in years, that means he was 17 at peak emo tumblr era. im back on my emo tim bullshit and im not letting it go
emo tim had a wattpad account send tweet
People seem to think that batman is so dark and serious when the rainbow batsuit is right there. He wore it with no shame.
dude the 60s were a DIFFERENT TIME
dick grew up in a circus, jason grew up on the streets, and tim was probably raised by the internet
all of them cuss every other word and you cannot tell me otherwise
bitch i KNOW but dc has to change to an 18+ rating if they want to sell comix with swear words in them so we gotta deal with imagining the swear words in ourselves
thoughts on teen titans and young justice
haven’t seen teen titans on account of havent seen it and young justice was LITERALLY my favourite thing ever, tho i do gotta admit it’s not at all similar to the young justice comics unfortunately. i really wouldve liked to see timmy bart kon cassie and cissie animated on tv!!
ew ew ew how to delete batcest shippers I genuinely digust them
log off tumblr?
Okay as poc who was called racist for calling an Italian pastabrain: in the batfam are Italians bit Damian just yells various insults about the others being Italian. Just him yelling “What are you doing you moronic spaghettihead!” At steph etc
huh? i meant real italians. homeboy is telling steph he hopes she chokes on her fucking garlic.
I think it's dumb as hell to pull the batman is the best fighter in the batfam argument because like it's just irresponsible of Bruce to let his kids fight when they couldn't possibly be on his league or something
fair enough, but also like who cares they could all kill you just sit down and take a beating.
lady shiva, thalia al ghul and Selina Kyle are all milfs @notanothertimburtonenthusiastugh 
unfortunately, i have to admit,,, you’re right
why tf didn't someone give joker a death sentence already? like he's a mass murderer...give him the electric chair treatment wtf
idk i think plenty of people would have tried to murder him already (boring answer is: he is a popular character so they can’t kill him off bc he brings in lots of money)
There’s no such thing as “ copaganda”.
all american media is propaganda. happy to clear this up for you
is it bad that I find lady shiva owa owa
no. find her as owa owa as you want.
aight I'm guessing the order of your favs in batfam:
1. tim
2. Steph
3. dick
4. Duke
5. the rest
you’re wrong but it’s cute that you tried, i generally don’t have favourites, but i have a special place in my heart for steph, tim, dick and cass. bc they were like my introduction to batfam. but damian, jason, duke, bruce, babs and alfred are NOT FORGOTTEN OR UNLOVED
oh my god i was literally just readily willing to believe that italians werent white ty for clarifying it was a joke im so dumb sdkvjskdfs
i mean some italians aren’t white? italian is a nationality as well as an ethnicity, so like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
since I saw so many people doing headcanons about the nationalities of batboys, I see Dick as an Italian.
dont know if youre serious or not, but sure.
super random but
jason 🤝 damian
old english
lmao fair enough.
tim absolutely has 1 gay uncle and his parents shit talk said uncle all the time so after bruce adopts him he specifically reaches out to this uncle to be like "heyyyy just so you know you majorly influenced my life yes i know i havent seen you since i was 5 and at the family reunion yes i know you dont remember my name idc thank you im gay too" and then they never talk again.
yuppp lmao that’s definitely something that could happen. i can also consider tim having no family members, like none. until he does like a dna test and he realises he has like an aunt living barely 2 miles away from him who’s like some illegitimate child of his grandpa.
I dare you one of them sends clark superman/clark fic and clark corrects the shit out of it and then goes like ps his dick is not that big, just telling as someone who has seen it. internet either explodes or goes who tf did he not fuck at this point.
i think everybody would call clark a buzzkill and try to cancel him over that.
so you're telling me Tim Drake wouldn't buy Starbucks?
no. dunkin donuts all the way
One of my favorite things is imagining people finding out jason came back from the dead and being like "oh no does he have magic powers now?!?!?" and he just pulls out a gun and tries to shoot joker
now he doesn’t even have the gun :) lmao
my favorite batfamily fanfictions are the ones where they use their shitty codenames, unironically, in any context
bruce gets codename ‘ugh’ everytime. he hates it.
crazy that tim being a 17 y/o ceo and a stoner who does brand deals are all actual canon things written in detective comics comics and not made up for shits and giggles by you, tumblr user batarangsoundsdumb @rowdeyclown
SO CRAZY HUH?
batman au where everything is the same but his utility belt is bright pink
absolutely, but i raise you, his boots light up like sketchers when he kicks people.
unbeknownst to the superhero fandom writers in the dcuniverse, clark and BRUCE are one of the most prolific fanfic writers in the superhero rpf tag on ao3. clark writes the best lois x superman angst, full of unhappy endings and scenes that are a so detailed you'd think you were in the middle of a superhero beatdown. bruce made an ao3 account to fuel "the do the butts match" thing, and makes batman/bruce fics from time to time. he wrote a superbat fic as a joke but ended up making it REAL porny. @concrastinator
dude they’re WAY too busy for that. Oliver Queen and Hal Jordan on the other hand are the most prolific fanfic writers in the superhero rpf tag writing what is Mostly porn.
When the dining table topic gets to politics, Steph says "eat the rich" as the solution
bruce just silently takes away her fork and knife while she’s talking.
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I wanna talk about transformers again, and I suppose this time it’s more a theory than a ship or some AU. A headcanon though? Maybe, let’s see how this goes.
Alright, so those of y’all who’ve been around long enough in the TFP fandom may have seen those posts that compare Darksteel and Skylynx, the newly created predacon bros, and our much mourned BBBs Breakdown and Dreadwing.
If you’ve already noticed, you’ve noticed, but for those not in the know, we got similarities between Darksteel and Breakdown,
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And Skylynx and Dreadwing…
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Of course, this could simply just be coincidence, and I’m reading into this too much. But when have I ever stopped while I’m ahead?
The previous theory is that our wonderful predabros use slices of CNA from our dead cons, and knowing Shockwave, it’s an understandable concept. The idea here being, with a little bit of base CNA, it takes less time to grow the lads.
Now me, here in 2021, have been thinking of this. In doing that, I’ve come up with two questions; 1) when did Shockwave get the time to sample Breaky’s and Drwing’s CNA and 2) why stop at meagre CNA?
What I’m proposing here, which would help the theory for speedier development of predacons, that Shockwave took Breakdown’s and Dreadwing’s bodies and used them in full to make Darksteel and Skylynx.
Horrifyingly cold-sparked of him, innit?
A question that you may be asking; ‘If getting the CNA is so difficult, how is a full body easier?’. Well lads, I’ve got a handy dandy little work around that happened in universe, and could very well be the reason Shockwave got his singular servo on the bodies.
Knock Out being forced to turn over his experimental projects.
Yeah, perhaps that only covers Breakdown’s corpse (mainly due to C.Y.L.A.S), but logically, the scientific method is benefited from numbers, and passing up two forced mech bodies would be too much of a loss for Shockwave to ignore. Sure, it takes a special kind of f-ed up to see an experiment out of a former loyal ally, but Shockwave’s your mech.
He could have easily requested to head to Cybertron under ‘scientific’ purposes, and given that he was indeed SiC (ignoring Screamer for this post) AND head of experiments, Shockers had quite the authority on the matter.
I like to think this influences some personalities and… behaviours of the predacons, which is where I reach a bit and also bring up headcanons.
Darksteel may look a whole lot like Breakdown, but one could say that his voice sounds far from our blue con. But, given the entire episode of ‘Thirst’, Breaky was hissing and growling, one could easily say that his voicebox was a little… corroded. Steely’s got some vocal fry without the deep voice to make it sound anything other than a blender full of scrap metal.
…uh, no offense to him, haha.
Probably more on the headcanon side of thing, Skylynx may instinctively and automatically form a brotherly relationship to Darksteel because of his Dreadwing… ancestry? Yeah sure, they fight, but what pair of siblings don’t. Predacons do seem to have more of a family instinct in comparison to other bots, but Skylynx is just the embodiment of the ‘teasing big brother’.
Of course, canon may beat my head in with the ‘wrong’ stick, but I couldn’t care less, I’m here with ideas and these ideas are flowing.
Why do I bring this up?
Multiple reasons.
1) Knock Out going to the morgue on the ship to bury the mechs on a revived Cybertron, only to find that it’s been raided.
2) Starscream, forced to pair up with Shockwave for the time being, realising the extent he would go for science. Screamer gets to a) zap some familiar faces, and b) be the defacto leader of those said familiar faces…
3) Lol if Dreadwing were alive and met Predaking but then died anyway wouldn’t it be funny if Predaking recognised Skylynx and the latter gets confused???
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Jali Pt.2
Johnny: [mhmm and he’s as obsessed with her so he’d have been lathering her up to a ridiculous level without her encouragement and we all know with it there’s lowkey a foam party happening rn lol, don’t slip and die kids, except I do imagine her slipping at some point actually and him saving her like the protective daddy vibe he always is and then holding her ridiculously tightly for a minute, nbd, they are just having the greatest time cleaning each other up, nobody talk to me about how long he’d take over washing her hair either because we’ve seen the gifs all these boys go cray over it, absolutely indecent amounts of time being spent on that, you’re gonna have no water left in the tank lads]
Ali: [she is canonically clumsy like, we all remember that time she lowkey broke her ankle bebopping with Carly, know where you get it from Grace, sorry about that one lol, we live chaotic but catch us here feeling like an absolute cliche at the way we’re swooning over that hot move you just did like it was nothing but we cannot be mad when you’re holding us like that; she does have nice hair, tis true and men tend to LOVE long hair even more than lesbians because it’s super femme and all the things so pop off boys, especially this boy right now because we’re blatantly into the attention you’re giving us and are attempting to replicate the vibe on this boy, which is difficult because you are so about it but you wanna make him feel good too]
Johnny: [that was so funny and we need to remember to bring it back when cali are in their flirty era but that’s very much not yet, I’d also like to point out that he’d need to clean this key cos he put it back on her so we’re also making such a point of doing that too because the emotions we cannot verbalise and the way saying ILY is a massive no]
Ali: [oh this key, I’m sure everyone else is wondering why you’re being so quirky wearing this everywhere but we will not be taking it off until we’re in another bad time, the ILY trauma is TOO real and lord knows we’re never gonna say it again, even if our feelings have not changed and we know that]
Johnny: [it’s not even on a long chain you can hide cos it’s his and what boy would wear one lol, mind your business everyone, he’s gotta wrap this girl in a towel like she’s a tiny bub and be using his to dry her hair even though he needs it actually because priorities and the hair obsession continues and this is shamelessly another way to touch it]
Ali: [yet again thinking about how he’ll be a good dad but not going to bring that one up again either, slightly risky, just looking at him like you are a tiny bub honestly the amount of love and awe in your eyes, nbd]
Johnny: [me here like not to Carly’s son you won’t sir, that’s a big yikes and I shan’t be thinking about it rn because he’s giving her the biggest hearteyes back he has ever done and that’s so dangerous for what either of y’all could say, kiss her please and save us temporarily, LAUNCHING himself at her as per because too many feelings he’s gotta kiss her SO hard about]
Ali: [if only you knew babe, but such a thought is not crossing your mind right now because if you were genuinely that psychic, much heartache and drama could be avoided lol soz; be here making out and rolling around on this duvet without a care in the world ‘you’re so good’ as a placeholder for an ILY because he is being nicer than you could ever imagine and what else would be appropriate to say]
Johnny: [telling her ‘I like you’ again like duh that’s why, you know I do I said it earlier sis energy, but really we all know damn well he just wants to say it again in between these kisses, making each pause between each word feel like a thousand years because he can’t stop kissing her and cutting himself off, adding her name as well this time just cos]
Ali: [‘I like you too’ because I don’t think you said anything in return when he said it earlier, for the reasons of the fear and also being too wrapped up in all you were invariably doing at the time he said it so, we’re allowing ourself to, also taking all the time to say it so you can continue to kiss like there’s nothing else in this world you could be doing instead]
Johnny: [y’all do need to get dressed so you can sneak off for this roadtrip but he’s making no move to dress her yet because instead he’s just kissing anywhere and everywhere on her body that he wants to now that there isn’t makeup and fake blood obscuring her and all her cute lil freckles and how soft and baby her skin is its own right ‘not more’ like you may also like me but I like you more though thanks]
Ali: [you’re on your own schedule honeys, obviously you want as much time together as humanly possible but you are also together right now so I understand why you’re not moving, not when you could be literally exploring each other like this, hence we’re doing our little ha we’ll see about that sound as we’re here feeling all the different places you have muscles that other boys y’alls age don’t because they don’t work obviously, holding up his arm and comparing it to yours because you are SO pale, like see all the blue veins type of pale and he is dark and you like the contrast]
Johnny: [she’s looking like a little ghost next to him, we love that, just here tracing said veins and shamelessly tickling this girl for no reason at all except to do it and continuing to have the best time]
Ali: [just here like I shan’t admit you like me more, no matter what you do, sir, very much fighting but not fighting you off at all]
Johnny: [fully being like ‘say you know it’ and things of that nature as they playfight cos shamelessly doing the most to try and get her to in every way obvs ‘I like you more’ in such a breathless and hot way with his already lost voice]
Ali: [really couldn’t be doing more to refuse to say it, pretend locking your lips with this key like no, shan’t but then he sounds like that and you’re nodding hardcore because okay, literally anything you say]
Johnny: [pulling her into him via said key to make the way he’s LOOKING at her even more dramatic because physically say it though thank you ‘tell me you know how liked you are’ in the most daddy manner ever]
Ali: [when the noise you make in response to being pulled into him like this is strangled because of how feral y’all have been and you can’t keep that one in, even with biting your cheeks ‘you really like me’ saying that slowly, almost like you’re making yourself believe it in real time, or don’t want to sound too cocky about it when we’re not]
Johnny: [such a deliberate nod as he continues to pull this key and once again choke this girl a lil bit, standard behaviour by this point because he likes her so much he can’t even talk about it, hence ‘too much’ for the throwback because it’s still how he feels truly, it’s overwhelming and all consuming]
Ali: [insane heart eyes at him whilst being choked to give the anything for you of it all and also just because and ‘more’ as shamelessly, trying to reach his lips with our own, saying his name like PLEASE]
Johnny: [out here kissing this gal like it’s the first time he ever has instead of something he actually did but a moment ago because that !! no notes]
Ali: [kissing him back and pulling him under this duvet with you, like you’re in a tent, because can’t have him getting cold when he’s only properly dried you, also just the vibes of hiding from the world together, smiling at him like a child]
Johnny: [love a lil fort moment and this boy especially would be hiding from the world is exactly what he wants, it’s literally how they started with him loitering away from this party, so he’s buzzing about this, putting his full weight on this girl, STARING at her with the biggest and most blatant hearteyes he’s ever done]
Ali: [I just know my boo worrying about them candles you now can’t see, but they’ve probably burnt out by this point, not that either of you is concerned or thinking about it but you know, won’t let a casual fire start, y’all are okay to be here and living your best lives, just stroking his back and giving him little scratches, kissing the top of his head ‘are you going to have me on your bike again?’ because obviously, that is going to happen numerous times undoubtedly on this impromptu trip but any chance to bring up your first time like REMEMBER WHEN]
Johnny: [you know me so well and guess what ELSE this grandma is worried about, good luck getting your morning after pill when you’re pissing off on this lil roadtrip together and Ali is literally too young to just bowl into a pharmacy, so we’re gonna have to say y’all don’t worry about that either but it ends up being okay, but anyway, this boy is looking at her mermaid nails as one of the few surviving parts of her outfit cos I’m sure the teeth fell off as soon as you guys were making out, amused in that way of it feeling so long ago since the party and like y’all have been in here together forever despite his couple of quick trips out, a NOD because THINKING about it, and unthinkingly doing some of the things he did then, which I’d have to re-read to remember cos I can’t, but you know what I mean and the vibe, purely because he’s thinking about it and therefore reliving it here now]
Ali: [I also had the same thought but we truly are rolling the dice here, which is clearly how you’re living Alison because not saying you planned to have any of the babies you do but you’re just letting fate decide, bold choice but if anyone would, Johnny could TRY to get it ‘cos it’s kinda case by case but they might not give you any because you are not the woman so it’s probably best to say you are just forgetting because the mood we are in; and what a mood it is, giving him full 🥺 at what he’s doing and the memories you are sharing in rn ‘I’d have to die if I hadn’t waited for you’ dramatic but we mean it ‘cos casually can’t think of a better first time for yourself]
Johnny: [We’re not saying it’s right but it how cali are both living from the moment they are sexually active to in Carly’s case her death, and soz that in Ali’s case it tracks and we can again blame Tess because that’s literally also been her exact approach to pregnancy, we love you mcvickers but you’re bad role models across the board lol, and forgetting adds to Johnny’s complete loss of control when he’s around this gal that we’ve talked about before so ‘I’d have killed you if you didn’t wait for me’ him meaning if she was whoring about during this break they’ve been on, despite knowing that isn’t what she meant, just gotta emphasise that and that he’s been keeping tabs again, holding her face in both hands how they do, really staring at her 🥺 ‘but ‘cause you’ve been decent, maybe I’ll let you drive a bit’ as if her expression is cos she wants to]
Ali: [frowning at him whilst he’s holding your face still ‘then I should kill you’ like who slept with someone else, SIR lmao but we’re not FUMING so it’s not full fuck you just like hold on a minute, showing we’re not totally serious here by our expression changing to an excited one ‘I won’t do it via head on collision’ like you can trust me, you don’t need to die that hard]
Johnny: [doing his own more serious frown cos sir you know you fucked up with that and you’re never gonna let it go or get over it fully Taylor vibes, holding her face more !! and making the eye contact insane as always ‘How’ll you do it?’ full okay I’ll let you kill me mood]
Ali: [shaking your head and then resting your face on one of his hands, rubbing your cheek against him like no ‘you missed me for two months, it’s a fitting enough punishment’]
Johnny: [shaking his head like no ‘there’s no fitting enough punishment’ which sounds v dramatic but it’s how he feels, like he can’t possibly ever make this up to her or right the wrong]
Ali: [‘just tell me why you did it’ sitting back up again, enough to properly look him in the eyes and be on the same level, whether you’re sat or lying down in here under this duvet, and a tell me not like a dramatic I WANT THE TRUTH emotional thing, like, just literally explain what you were doing and why and then I’ll get it, because lord knows we forgive a lot, especially if we can understand why a person did what they did]
Johnny: [‘I don’t know’ which would sound like a copout but he means it like genuinely idk what the fuck I was doing or thinking because again how it feels, running a hand through his hair as per but not as frantically as he has on other occasions, just like, here trying to collect his thoughts ‘you took it too far for me’ again another throwback ‘and then I’d nowhere to put myself but further in our way, ‘cause we can’t, I’ve said from the start, told you that, I thought you was with me in it, understanding where the limits are, why they are’ a sigh and another hand in hair moment]
Ali: [just letting you take your time and showing we’re being patient by maintaining eye contact and giving you encouraging looks and head nod vibes but not interrupting or being OTT like GO ON ‘I understand’ when he’s definitely and clearly finished, again, genuinely meaning what you say, no secretly seething vibes or anything of the sort ‘I understand why you did it and where the limits are’ pausing ‘I didn’t think that went over that line but I can see why you thought it did so, I’m not going to say it again’ making a face like obviously, picking at the corner of one of these halloween nails]
Johnny: [reaching out and stopping her picking at these nails by putting his hand over hers casually the softest he’s ever done anything so it’s gonna be enough to stop her purely for that reason ‘sure, you took it too far for me then’ quiet but deliberate emphasis on the word then ‘I can’t say limits I had are same as the ones I’ve got from 2 months missing you’ a pause while he frowns again in that way you do when you’re trying and feeling like you’re failing to say what’s in your head ‘maybe when you legged it off with your pal Carly the line moved, or I pushed it when-’ not being able to say what he did because HATES it ‘or I pushed it’ like a correction and that was the full sentence all along]
Ali: [just looking down at your hands with such casual intensity right now, not being able to look up because of how hard you were looking and now feeling embarrassed by it, paired with where this conversation is ‘I didn’t say we could be together forever, that’s not what I meant when I said what I did’ quietly but again to the point, like you know that now, don’t you ‘doesn’t mean we can’t…’ trailing off because don’t know how to encompass all the feelings you clearly already have for each other ‘miss each other, in the meantime’]
Johnny: [‘I couldn’t handle what you meant’ just blurting that out and then being embarrassed himself because he’s supposed to be a big man who can handle any and everything that’s his entire vibe, doing a bigger and more dramatic hand through hair move about it like ugh ‘all the things we can and can’t do, I don’t reckon I’d be able to tell you which it was fucked me up more’]
Ali: [reaching out and finding his hand in his hair, wherever it is and holding it there with your own, SQUEEZING it like it’s okay ‘I get it now, I’m sorry’ using your joined hands to pull your head towards his to touch foreheads]
Johnny: [doing SUCH a big breath that it’s shaky, soz that it’s once again fully at her because of how close they are, but we love it really because a standard move for this boy at this point, just saying her name with ALL the feeling in the world, more than he’s ever put into it before now because nothing else feels appropriate]
Ali: [holding his head to our chest with both hands in your hair now, giving ultimate comforting vibes, basically a head massage at this point ‘if you like rules then we’ll write our own ones, yeah?’ because would do this for you ‘we can make it make more sense’]
Johnny: [making the most dramatic quiet noise about it because so !! and taken aback by this unexpected comfort and how it feels because when has anyone ever, taking her arm and pressing hard against the vein he traced earlier but not at all in a tickly way rn, running the key along it after his fingers have pressed into her wrist hard enough to leave a mark, as if they are gonna open said vein and write these rules in blood rn because how extra we feel, we can all pretend it’s halloween bants but it is not, doing the most indecent kisses everywhere he can reach on her chest cos don’t wanna move from this position but has gotta kiss her or he’ll die]
Ali: [the GASP being the most genuine one you have ever because feeling as taken aback by how he’s reacting and how much what he is doing is getting to you on the most base level, not stopping massaging his scalp, even if you momentarily had to dig your nails in more than you were when you were being ultra comforting with it, saying his name like a question but not knowing yourself what you’re even asking with it so shaking your head and nudging his mouth towards one of your nips whilst still giving him all this attention like go on]
Johnny: [me like they are never gonna leave for this roadtrip because he will be initiating yet another hook up rn immediately in this position they’re in like that’s what she was asking him for, obvs while doing the absolute most with his mouth on said nip, using the key he was holding against her vein and scratching her with before to play with the other one so they are both getting indecent attention]
Ali: [ain’t even gonna make it to this club my boo says and so true bestie, we’re not thinking about moving in any way that isn’t letting this boy get deeper inside us and closer to our body in general, as if that’s even possible when he is lying on you like this ‘tell me what to do, Johnny’ in reference to these rules but the indecent way it’s coming out now is giving it all the meanings]
Johnny: [‘tell me what you feel’ a dangerous game considering how you reacted last time sir but we get it, what you’re trying to say is that your feelings have changed from when you ran away and you’re gonna let her say it here and now and not freak out, at least in theory or in this moment haha, soz he’s a walking contradiction and this is what he wants tonight sis]
Ali: [when you are SCARED because we all remember last time and how much that hurt, just looking at him like !! because the idea of you leaving again is an actual horrific one now]
Johnny: [giving her the most insane eye contact ever even compared to their usual standards, cos gotta dare/lowkey force her to say it or who is he ‘do you still, or no, girl?’ the way that sounds, so like it’s an actual DEMAND to be told that she can’t possibly refuse]
Ali: [when you have to nod in an equally insane way because we cannot lie ‘but you made me feel like shit for it’ as if you haven’t all but said it with that nod and he couldn’t also just go now based on that]
Johnny: [‘but I’m not no more’ as he’s doing the ABSOLUTE most to make her feel the opposite of shit rn, really going at it in the most intense way possible ‘am I?’]
Ali: [the ‘no’ as a word you can only get out as a moan, pulling his head back into your chest aggressively because the EYE CONTACT combined with everything he’s doing is sending you and you can’t deal]
Johnny: [catch this boy literally scratching a J into her chest with this key and then being all over it with his mouth to make it a massive bruise, no notes, just unhinged behaviour happening]
Ali: [hitting his back with your balled up fists not because you want him to stop but because you want him to keep going and going forever ‘I wish it was a knife’ truly accidentally blurting that one out because control, where?]
Johnny: [me like the ghost of your sister would be loving this for you ‘do you want the other letters?’ he knows the answer, we all do but asking anyway for the pause and the anticipation of it]
Ali: [truly lmao, the ‘please’ is coming out without any hesitation because we’re unable to, even for anticipation’s sake ‘what am I going to wear?’ more to yourself but also just throwing it out there, like we show a lot of skin and some of your name would inevitably be showing if we did now after this]
Johnny: [both unhinged boys with J names, god bless ‘Are you only to wear my clothes?’ looking over to wherever he left them but only for a sec to emphasise the idea like hmm consider that hehe because he has a name to write, all the while fucking her like his life depends on it, especially losing it on the h and the y I feel like, because they are letters you can really add some length to, really fucking her super hard then and when he finishes his entire name and can see it all there like !! I really just did that]
Ali: [we are entirely feral, once again, thank god there’s a party going down for everyone else because nothing about this is discreet currently, trying to reach out and grab your t-shirt or whatever piece of clothing we can get our hands on because we need to absolutely INHALE how you smell, helping muffle some of our ridiculous noises in the process, when he has done it, and you’ve run your fingers over the entire length of his name several times, saying ‘I’ve been yours since I first saw you’ don’t know exactly when that was but is clearly true with how we have been crushing on you]
Johnny: [all bets are off now huns because he will be putting this key in his mouth to clean it, and also to bite down on it when she says that because omg simply must, and then handing it to her so she can write her name on him too ‘so write yours and be mine’ and gesturing where which is near identical to where hers is, ofc]
Ali: [pausing and scouring his body with your eyes, your hands at points like you’re thinking ‘should I do it somewhere else?’ like what if you want to take your top off, CLUTCHING this key how we did in that hookup, letting it dig into our palm again]
Johnny: [‘do as you’re told’ like no there in peak daddy voice because we’re feral at the prospect truly]
Ali: [kissing the shape of your name onto his chest hungrily, licking and biting too as the mood takes, like you’re doing an outline for you to follow with this key ‘I’ll tell you too, when I’ve finished’ LOOKING up at him like I’ll doubly do as I’m told]
Johnny: [here dying about all of that which is evident in how he can’t take his eyes off everything she’s doing cos don’t wanna miss a sec of the antics and how he’s fucking her so hard rn it’ll be almost impossible for her to even write those 3 letters]
Ali: [‘you’re distracting me from my work’ like you’re taking this so seriously and aren’t shamelessly doing the most to grind into how hard he’s fucking you and are lowkey drooling about how good it feels onto his chest rn, taking your time because of how hard it is as well as your name being shorter, going over each letter twice with this key]
Johnny: [when you change it up so you’re going slower to help her, holding her hair back like she needs it out of her way to concentrate etc, but that’s actually more distracting and killing you both more because it’s almost soft of you sir in comparison to how you were just being and the eye contact was already off the charts watching her do this, gonna say he cums when she dots the i because that’s cinematic of you and there’s no way you wouldn’t with how it feels + the change of vibe, pulling out but only so he can aim it at his name on her chest to be the most extra ever, almost like he’s underlining it for her]
Ali: [I feel like you would absolutely go a little too deep dotting that i for him right there because of him cumming, probably making him bleed for real so you have to launch yourself back at his chest to put your mouth on it like no, I am SO sorry, despite the fact you’re dying SO hard at that change of pace yourself and are barely hanging on, you just gotta]
Johnny: [it’s okay girl, we all know he’s into it casual puncture wound and all, in case it wasn’t obvious already by the reaction she’d get verbally and physically, literally dragging her mouth towards his after she’s got that blood and kissing her SO so dramatically about it even though he already cannot breathe because of having just cum very hard and everything]
Ali: [saying your ‘I love you’ directly into his mouth so he’s getting it with the blood that you are drooling into his mouth, picking up his cum from your chest to fuck that into your mouth like you cannot bare to have it not inside you]
Johnny: [‘Jesus, it’s like I’m only just here now first seeing you’ when he can speak which it would be a minute because damn, as a ref to what she said about first seeing him because genuinely feel like she outdoes herself every time and we don’t even know her in the best way]
Ali: [when the breath you do is MASSIVE partly because you’re still recovering and partly because he meant it and he did it, he’s not instantly out the door ‘I look best like this’ covered in your name, covered in your cum, take your pick, we feel it]
Johnny: [‘Yeah’ because cannot disagree soz, touching both his name and his cum because they are that close together and both are a big mood ‘but you’ll look good in what I’ve sent for you to put on’ looking over at the clothes pile again, a bit wistfully despite what he just said cos would love her to just be naked forever]
Ali: [doing a shiver, moving your body further into his hands ‘no clothes past that door’ like that’s the first rule you’re proposing ‘you need to see all of me when you can’t see me all the time’]
Johnny: [holding her and pulling her even closer to him somehow really wrapping his arms around her like that shiver was temperature related and she needs it ‘the law you’re laying down, is it?’ with a lil lol like okay gal]
Ali: [just sitting yourself in his arms shamelessly ‘for me, I can convince you to take your clothes off for me easily without no rule’ bouncing in his lap with a grin like see? Doing your own lol]
Johnny: [doing some more loling like oh you and his own grin back at her ‘oh maybe there is a proper wife in you’ because however much men think they are the boss women are sneaky running the show and that’s almost universal, not this boy basically saying he could marry her though, I’m fine] 
Ali: [just carrying on your shameless movements in his lap in this lazy, playful way ‘the only girl you’d do more for is your little one’ like no, that’s who I am and it’s even better ‘trust me, I’m a daddy’s girl’ twisting some of his hair around your finger to emphasize your point]
Johnny: [a noise that’s meant to just be like mhmm confirming her little girl status but is more of a noise because of how she’s moving and what she says next, reaching for the sweet pile and getting her a lollipop from the stash obvs, unwrapping it and putting it into her mouth ‘I can trust I’ll never meet him now’ as he runs his finger over his name again like I have ruined you and he would fight me lol]
Ali: [just doing the absolute most with this lollipop whilst not taking your eyes off his for a second, despite the way you’re casually putting him inside yourself and then just chilling, keeping relatively still and just letting him feel how hot and wet you are, offering him this lollipop to lick ‘you could give him tips on what makes me behave’ shrugging like oh well, that’s a shame]
Johnny: [kissing her like you’re gonna taste the lollipop that way instead, doing the most sucking on her tongue and the like to make that point but we all know you really just gotta cos of how she’s acting and the effect it’s having ‘you’re not to behave this way unless you’re with me’ like no soz I can’t because that’s a rule, no acting feral around or for anyone else thank you, pushing that lollipop back into her mouth in such an extra manner]
Ali: [making such happy noises and putting the lollipop between your tongues so you have to keep kissing this extra to keep it in place whilst you do, doing a pinky promise with both hands ‘a good girl that’s only a whore for you, does sound like a wife’ like hmm, maybe I am, sucking on this lolly contemplatively]
Johnny: [holding both her hands the way they were in one of their earlier hook ups, so tightly and pushing them back so she’s manoeuvred to be pinned to the floor again because big feelings and we have to do a big hot move about it, there’s so much about her being a wife he wants to say rn but simply must not]
Ali: [breathing so erratically whilst being pinned, as if we’re almost fighting back just with the way our chest is heaving and nothing else ‘I have your name’ looking down for a fraction of a second to look at it on our chest]
Johnny: [putting his mouth to said name again cos not letting her hands go rn or lowkey ever with how he feels in this moment ‘the one I can give you’]
Ali: [biting the inside of your own mouth here when his lips make contact with your skin there ‘and you have mine, as well as my virginity’ like yeah, it means something]
Johnny: [‘you’re important to me, nobody can take that or undo it’ no notes, just bearing his soul here]
Ali: [just looking at him, before attempting to reach out and touch his face, realising your hands are pinned like oh ‘come here’ really softly, straining your face very slightly to his]
Johnny: [giving her massive hearteyes as he moves his face closer to hers, stroking her cheek with his own cheek because likewise can’t hold her face without letting go of her hand]
Ali: [the softest yet purest !! noises, nuzzling into him like you’re a cat, giving him all the non-verbal love you can, finding his lips with your own eventually and giving him the deepest kiss, trying to pour all your feelings into this]
Johnny: [‘I meant what I said, you know’ in the tiniest break from the kiss before they are back at it because he doesn’t need to clarify he’s talking about them running away together, she knows]
Ali: [squeezing his hand, however ineffectually with how he may be pinning them because the physical reaction and the noises swallowed by this kiss are not enough]
Johnny: [‘I want you more than anything else I used to or am supposed to be after’ because now he’s started he can’t shut his mouth apparently, excuse him, in between kisses as if that makes it more casual/less coherent when it does nothing of the sort]
Ali: [‘take me, take me away’ in his ear before we’re kissing our way back to your mouth as messily as possible ‘no one else looks after me’]
Johnny: [‘will we not come back tomorrow and instead I’ll keep you all for myself?’ said like that’s happening even though it absolutely cannot because too carried away here]
Ali: [just nodding like absolutely yes ‘I’ll look after you too, you know’]
Johnny: [when a soft hookup is just happening without this boy even really being aware or deliberately initiating it, he’s simply inside her again and kissing her in a way he has yet to before and it’s totally FINE]
Ali: [just the softest moans you are lowkey crying but in a good way, telling him how much you care about him ‘nothing else matters now’]
Johnny: [rubbing his cheek against hers again because she’s crying, kissing her face about it, basically rocking her with how you’re moving for this hookup and holding this girl]
Ali: [just snuggling your face all over and across his without any thought to being this vulnerable and close to him ‘love me’ which could just be fuck me but it’s clearly not]
Johnny: [‘you need it’ said like I will essentially ‘you’re needy as a baby’ just calling her baby here more or less, again totally fine about it]
Ali: [‘because I’m yours’ that only coming out through gritted teeth because you’re barely keeping it together now]
Johnny: [because he’s being so soft about how he’s fucking her for once instead of being feral af and he can, touching her as well, as gently but just that added stimulation when she’s already so dead to give peak yep and I’ll take care of you vibes]
Ali: [just fully coming undone, feeling like you’re actually melting through the floor at this point with how he’s got you with nowhere else to go and feeling as if there is no more you could possibly feel without actually dying from it, nothing cohesive being said but there is ALL the feeling paired with what genuinely feels like delirium like no high you have ever]
Johnny: [with his free hand alternating between stroking her hair/holding her face and touching either his name on her chest or her name on him, either doing soft moans into her mouth/kissing her softly but intensely/saying her name when he touches her or calling her little pet names in his secret lingo of the sort you’d call a little kid so she might or might not have heard on site before from mothers etc, again just giving she’s a baby vibe without calling her one]
Ali: [PRESSING your chest into his, nothing natural or easy about the way you’re purposefully making the names touch, but so insistent despite how barely conscious we are; going to say you do recognise these pet names because you’re a girl who knows and notices things, so the whimpers you’re doing are SO real]
Johnny: [love everything about that, you gotta put your arm around her and pull her even closer and keep her there because those names touching now til the bitter end please, which clearly won’t be long by how !! you both are and I’m sure you’ll both pass out for at least a bit]
Ali: [y’all need to, and you can, you’re only on your own schedule here and actually sleeping together, however briefly and sex induced, is actually another new for you so have it tbh, love that y’all got clean just to end up back in a mess but at least it’s not a Halloween-related mess so you’ll be presentable to leave still when you awake]
Johnny: [I didn’t think of that being a first, how cute, I’m sure you won’t sleep long when the vibe is that this party is still very much going on but I love it for you regardless and yeah you can sneak off for this roadtrip soon which in the dark on halloween night will be a big mood]
Ali: [how your parents are not just constantly having kittens over you, girl, we know how but they’re gonna have to start lmao, you fully intending to run away with this boy right now, nbd]
Johnny: [obvs they think she’s at Carly’s but if y’all paid even the slightest bit of attention you’d know that if true that wouldn’t be good either cos the girl god love her, and I do, is a bad influence and it’s not a good environment, and mhmm what’s actually happening is Tess’ worst nightmare, unprotected sex and literally running off with this boy, the only reason they’re coming back is because he has a job and you best believe he won’t be rocking up until the last minute aka the monday AM for this]
Ali: [mhmm, that part, like your parents lowkey vet out your friend’s family situations when you’re a child so you aren’t going off to crack dens for playdates, like that’s just what it is but it’s just that awkward line of like, not wanting to tell your kid they can’t be friends with another kid because it isn’t their fault and that’s judgy but still lads, this is only continuing and getting ‘worse’ lack of a better word so]
Johnny: [We get it, Tess was that kid with the shitty home life who nobody wanted to play with so she doesn’t wanna be a judgy cunt but ma’am you’ve taken it too far the other way and simply aren’t giving enough fucks, joeray should have been a wake up call huns, Ray is literally dead and Joe is committed, re-group and focus on your remaining kids but alas, it’s not your fault Rocky is a toddler and Ro is a full time job cos she’s starving herself but still, come on, you had these children you gotta parent them]
Ali: [It is a mess and the knock-on effects last for generations to come, sorry to report but for right now, wake up babies, places to be, intense vibes to be had, I know we’re here STARING at you in a way that is only acceptable when you are cute/the person loves you]
Johnny: [I was literally gonna say the same, that she woke up to find him STARING at her lol, but no I like it better this way because the idea that you relaxed enough sir to pass out and stay asleep for however long is peak unlike him and only a jali occurrence vibes, nevertheless you can open your eyes and STARE back at her for a minute before you grab these clothes and start dressing this gal]
Ali: [s’why I got in there before you hehe, we can both be extra in this ship sweetie, don’t even think about how adorable she’d look in his clothes, except it’s unavoidable for you, sir, we’ll be here hugging ourselves ‘cos it’s like hugging you]
Johnny: [when you’ve literally gotta physically push her out of the door because you can’t deal with how adorable she looks and if you do one of your LINGERING look her up and down style looks you will simply die, very rude of you after how soft you were being but I get it, even if I know damn well you’ll almost immediately relent and LAUNCH yourself at her how you do to make out with her against the side of this old caravan or however far they manage to get, pulling at said clothes like he’s mad at her and them, which is very reminiscent of the first time when he hated her Ronan’s bday outfit and outside the hospital when he was mad at her and his feelings for her so, it tracks]
Ali: [understandable, lord knows you literally haven’t moved from that caravan since you got there god knows how long ago and you ended up all over each other basically every second possible so, not expecting you to get out and away that smoothly; are however tugging these clothes back and making a grumpy noise like they’re now yours and he isn’t allowed them back, as if that’s what this is, pouting into this kiss]
Johnny: [playing a dangerous game having a fight about it out in the open where anyone could come wandering up but it’s unlikely with the party in full swing and I’m gonna let y’all live cos I do want y’all to eventually leave instead of being discovered thanks, there’s plenty of time for someone to find out when we want him to have another freak out and that’s not rn, we’re busy being here making a grumpier noise because genuinely so mad at her for how good she looks, GLARING at her whenever he’s not kissing her]
Ali: [another day baby, another day, y’all are playing fast and loose tonight and regretting nothing is very much the vibe so you can get away with it all, meanwhile I will let you do the backing away from walk backwards from him so you can LOOK at him whilst you do it, all without falling over, before turning to run to wherever you know his bike is kept because you helped him with it that time]
Johnny: [she absolutely has to, it’s one of my fave cliches of all time, you should let her go ahead for the sake of being cautious boy but tonight you will be running to catch her up instead because as my boo said it’s very much tonight’s vibe, so you can end up there at basically the same time, him literally catching her in this sense, grabbing her and pulling her into his arms, both of them breathless and once again for that throwback basically falling against this bike, but we won’t let it fall this time, even though he is once again kissing her very dramatically, unable to stop himself from grinning into it because they are about to leave and that’s all he wants]
Ali: [you don’t wanna chance having to do some quick repairs by torchlight when all you want do is get out of here together and have your adventure, still, yet again kissing you like there is nowhere else to be but in your arms like this, doing a laugh into this makeout because we’re just that buzzing and in love and having the best time, using how he is holding you to push yourself up and onto this bike like come on, let’s go, excitable vibes; ps thinking if we wanna just let y’all bebop and have a lovely time away because there’s no real reason for yous to be disturbed, we could do other peeps now again like her telling Carly where she’s going, Ronan probably asking where she is etc, and Tommy if you would like to try because can also tell him]
Johnny: [I was thinking the same thing because we should let them just have a nice time while it lasts cos there’s no telling with y’all and we know therefore what the vibes will be, so I’d say probably post this so it’s all together and then we can decide what we wanna have branch off from it, also if you wanna do any socials for the mood without giving the game away who she’s with, go ahead because I’m sure you have some nice Ali stuff in your folder already and could find more if you wanted to]
Ali: [Ooh, I’ll have to see if I can fosho, posting this now]
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