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the problem with everyone else getting meds before me means that they've sold me this basically miracle drug that works wonders right away and clears ur head and makes u feel like u can do things and wow do neurotypicals feel like this all the time? and i start and it's just another pill that does fuck all and touches nothing
#delighted#like. maybe it's meant to build up in my system but afaik stimulants dont work like that#so then what#sighhhh#slowly coming to terms w the reality that maybe ill just be like this forever#ollie has a life#and like. im on the lowest dose and it's only the second day#but everyone else seems to have had an impact off the bat and all i got was the fucking shakes from drinking a coffee#this shit truly does wonders for my imposter syndrome
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Dp x Dc AU: Jazz Fenton, after years of fixing her brotherâs injuries, becomes a Doctor with an inclination towards behavioral health and psychology- In order to make the difference she wants to see in the world she joins Dr. Leslie Thompkinâs practice.Â
Jazz Fenton, M.D. has spent years of her life doing research, doing the hard work and the emotional labor, and finally, finally, sheâs joining a practice she can feel 100% confident in. Sheâs goddamn good doctor and she wants to make the biggest impact that she can.Â
Dr. Thompkins (who insists that she call her Leslie as theyâre colleagues now), is a kind woman, sharp as a tack and keeps her practice open at odd hours to help the most unfortunate. It took some time for them to bond and trust to be built, but now Jazz is being allotted a few night shifts here and there.Â
Itâs incredible. Jazz gets to spend time with the kids who come in and really talk to them (in addition to getting them antibiotics, heating pads and pokemon themed bandaids) to help equip them with a few coping skills. Her passion for psychology never disappeared after all, but the expansive knowledge of how to heal the human body has made her find a sense of fulfillment like no other.
Having proven herself and worn Leslie down, Jazz now takes up about 1/3 of all the night shifts in the month. Sheâs hoping to get to 50/50 by the end of the year but sheâs content with what she has. Danny keeps odd hours anyway so calling him after work on her walk home can happen any time of day and he will always answer enthusiastically.Â
Itâs a particularly busy night before he comes in. The Red Hood.Â
He was known for being an ally to Leslie, despite being on contentious terms with the Bats, but Jazz had never asked directly. Never one to turn away a patient with bullet hole wounds, she hops into action to get his wounds cleaned, sewed up and gauze wrapped. Sheâs handing him a sheet (an Infographic! Dani made it with her! Graphic design is her passion!) on how to care for his wounds when he first seems to recognize that sheâs not Leslie.Â
âNo, Of course not. Iâm Dr. Fenton. I canât blame you for not remembering but I did introduce myself as you bled in the entry way. Youâre Red Hood, right?âÂ
âHm. Didnât realize the practice was expanding. Where can I find-â He grumbles before pushing her hand aside from where she had still been supporting his shoulder.
âHold on there, mister. Youâre going home, youâre following this infographic and youâre going to get some sleep.âÂ
âLady you donât know-â His voice modulated ton came across antagonistically. As if he was trying to intimidate her. Ha, Jazz rolls her eyes at the inclination.
âWho Iâm talking to? Who Iâm dealing with? Youâre hilarious. I can eat you vigilanteâs hero complexes for breakfast. Tell me who Iâm calling to pick you up and then you can say thank you.â Jazz snaps at him. It really had been a long night but his whole dialogue thus far is making her a bit batty.Â
âOh really Doc? You know Leslieâs tough shit, and from what I can tell youâve got nothing on her-âÂ
âTrying to make me feel insufficient when I just saved your life? Thatâs cute. Iâm sure a lifetime of abandonment by both of your parental figures gave you that. Iâm also sure that you inherited this desire to prove youâre not going to be dependent on anyone who wants to help from whoever got you dressing up in tights to fight crime in the first place. Again, Iâd love to talk at length about how predictable you-âÂ
âBwah- wait- Iâm Predictable? Youâre probably some nepobaby who had parents who told her she could have the world-â But Jazz cuts him off with hysterical laughter- he couldnât be further from the truth. Her parents loved her, but nepotism? With what, the ghosts? If anything she got that from Danny, but he doesnât need to know about her ghostly titles.Â
âYouâre just some guy who came back from the dead and made his trauma everyone elseâs issue. So shut it. And tell me how Iâm getting you home from this clinic.â She seethes though her voice stays devastatingly level with each word.Â
Speechless for a moment, he eventually relents to Jazz that heâs already called for help on the comms but it will be hours before they can come for a pick up. The sun had already come up and the night had been over for most of them before Hood had walked into trouble. She groans and the realizes the time for herself and the empty clinic around them.
âFine. My shift just ended anyway. Iâll get you home in one piece and I swear to all the ancients that youâd better follow the directions on the infographic.âÂ
And thatâs how Jazz ended up calling her brother while supporting the weight of a grown ass man (who no longer wanted to talk to her) on her walk home.Â
The next time Red Hood appears in her clinic, heâs brought a dozen roses in addition to the cut on his neck that definitely needs to be pressurized like ASAP. Did he stop for the flowers on his way to the clinic? Heâs going to pass out from blood loss! She doesnât even like roses!
#ehehehe#dpxdc#dcxdp#dp x dc#dc x dp#danny phantom#dc crossover#dp crossover#anger management#jazz fenton#jason todd#she still loves psychology but its a back pocket tool to her knowledge as an emergency medicine provider#jazz is ready to throw hands because becoming a princess during med school sucked ass#she did not have the time#but she loves and supports anything danny is doing sooo...#danny is currently attending gotham u for engineering but lives across town so they just call everyday#he sees her on her off days and always brings her tons of fast food#jason is immediately smitten with the woman put him in his place#the pit maddness was barking up a storm this entire convo but she got him home and he was like holy fuck im in love#jason todd said she saw right through me and that shit was hot#yes he totally stopped to grab (steal) flowers on his way to the clinic#dick picks him up this time. sees the flowers and is like oh cool its my turn to wingman for my lil bro#jazz is worn down by sweet gestures and the fact that hes legit so nice now when he comes into the clinic#he quotes poetry at her sometimes and she's like omg did you just make that up? she's never read poetry a day in her life#only medical textbooks and psychology papers#long post
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Hero of Changing Faces
ch.1 pt 2
The line for the ride was a bit shorter than expected, but then again, it was 9 in the morning. There also seemed to be an event going on somewhere in the park, some people (actors?) were walking arround in the restricted area wearing clown masks and absurdly large shoes. After the ride, he'd have to ask where the event is so he could avoid it. (Clown trauma)
The ride had 12 seats, 6 rows of 2. And danny was sat right in the middle, row 3. The bar came down, securing everyone in their seats, and they were off. The lift part was covered in a bat themed tunnel, to give people something to look at during the slowest part of the ride. There was a PA system installed as well to welcome people to the ride, or warn of emergencies when getting off the ride.
"Welcome one, Welcome all, to the Ride of your Life!" The announcer/operator had a flamboyant cadence to his voice and was very openly enjoying his job. "About halfway through the track, riiight after the loopdeloop, there is a hole in the tracks! And unless our Dear Batsy can find a way to stop the ride, everyone here will take aaaa eeehhh 20-30 meter drop to their deaths!"
Danny no longer thought the person cackling on the PA was an announcer.
Sure enough, as they saw when they exited the bat-lift-tunnel, right there, after the loopdeloop was a giant gap in the tracks.
Now, Danny would be fine. Being in his ghost form would ensure that - heck, just being a halfa would ensure that! Everyone else though? Very very solid humans. And humans, being solid rather than gasseous would go 'splat' very easily. So, Danny Needed to stop the ride.He could freeze the wheels to the tracks, and the gears to each other? Worth a shot.
Danny grabbed the sides of the ride, reaching over the gentleman beside him, which he'd appologise for later, and began carefully branching ice toward the rails. The ride was slowing down, but not enough. "Holy shit!" The mother behind him whispered "Are you freezzing the wheels?"
"Not enough" Danny grunted, his ice reaching more towards the gears and couplings."You can do it, chum." The gentleman soothed, placing a warm hand on his back.
"Focus on the axles," a girl in stained overalls advised, "they run right along a vehicles undercarrage, and are integral to making wheels move. If this is anything like a car there should be some."
Danny nodded, slowly expanding his ice all over, as everyone whispered encouragements. The ride got slower and slower until they got to that loopdeloop. Everyone closed their eyes and braced for impact as Danny let out one final push of ice.
The ride climbed,
Jolted,
And stopped.
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Thanks for reading! This is chapter 1 done, chapter 2 is written, and I'll post that maybe in a week? Anyways! Hope you enjoyed! And even though it's not quite showing it yet, this story is fully based on the prompt i've linked below. Go check it out!
Edit: I FORGOT HALF THE TAGS!
#Title is absoloutely a work in progress#If anyone has suggestions#PLEASE!#dpxdc#danny phantom au#danny fenton#bruce wayne#danny is every hero#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#HOCF
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i wonder if people actually realize that darling and dexter being twins was a retcon
if it were up to me, theyâd have always been presented as twins from the start, because thatâs just way better imo, but iâm not CEO of Mattel so itâs NOT up to me and we have this weird inconsistency.
i mean, first of all, the start of the tv series already includes that weird period of time where darling just straight up Does Not Exist because at the end of the day this is just an extended toy commercial and there wasnât any toy to advertise yet.
when darling WAS, however, introduced into the show, she strangely interacts with DARING more than she ever does dexter, despite her closeness to the latter thatâs established as early on as her dollâs diary. my personal guess as to why that is has to do from the show capitalizing heavily on darlingâs princess charming gimmick of being a girl whoâs a knight, and as a result, benefited from portraying the fact that she and daring are, in a way, foils to each other.
anyway, when darlingâs doll released, her bio listed her birthday as November 16th. dexterâs birthday had already been established as the 11th of February, so at this time, darling was not intended to be his twin.
and we can see this further shown by the word choice in darlingâs diary. she refers to daring as her âoldest brotherâ and then goes on to refer to dexter as her âolder brotherâ. which, sure, a twin can be older than the other, but in her doll diary, sheâs gonna call him her twin if they want us to know that theyâre twins.
iâm not sure exactly when the earliest instance of any official media referring to darling and dexter as twins was, but if my memory serves me correctly, i believe it was a post from the official Facebook that had stated they were twins. again, donât quote me on that.
this discrepancy is important to me as someone who has to constantly fact check lore and timeline of events, because it very much so impacted Ever After High media released prior to the twin retconâs ability to hold up. as far as I can remember, a good amount of the books were written under the initial status of darlingâs birthday falling on 11/16 rather than 2/11 with dexter, the Susanne Selfors books coming to mind in particular. but i could be wrong, because iâm not going to reread all of those books just for this post.
the updated birthday for darling ended up being the one they stuck with. a brief scroll on the official Ever After High Instagram page will show as much, with birthday posts for dexter & darling on the same day. there is the tidbit of information that dexter is still older by a few seconds (not sure if this was ever officially stated, iâm only going off of the wiki for this one detail), but i honestly think thatâs only included as a way to try and rectify the past instances of darling or possibly anyone else referring to dexter as her older brother.
as of today, it seems like everyone understands darling and dexter to be twins, and if they are familiar with the past retcon, they prefer the twin change and are glad it was made. iâve never witnessed anyone say anything like âugh, i really wish they wouldnât have made darling dexterâs twin and kept her younger!!â.
still, itâs interesting that it happened. i call it what it is: a retcon. and most people hear that term and associate it with negativity. which, to be fair, in terms of writing, it more often than not absolutely is. but in this isolated case, despite it making some of the supplementary pieces of media for the series confusing (though the show and books/diaries take place in a different continuity anyway), i see this as a good thing. right off the bat, it makes less sense to me that the Charmings would intentionally go on to have not just one but two other children individually after daring with him being the successful golden child they wanted. it makes more sense that they decided to have one other child just for the hell of it and happened to end up with two.
also, and i donât have the source for this so iâm just going based off of memory, apparently the grade-level cut off isnât in the fall in the Ever After High universe, because daring, dexter, and darling are all intended to be in the same grade according to what i believe was one of the writers or producers or something of the sort for the tv show. and i make that conclusion about the cutoff not being in the fall because daringâs birthday is April 2nd, and since heâs older than dexter & darling, theyâd have been born in February of the following year, meaning in order for them to be in the same grade together, the grade level cut off couldnât fall anywhere within the roughly nine months gap between April to the next February. which, if youâve done the math, youâll have realized must mean that either the cut off for the next grade either falls sometime late February anywhere after the 11th, is on the 1st of April, or is any day in the month of March.
darling being in the same grade as daring and not a grade (or two) below also makes daring and rosabella work considering that, being her roommate, rosabella would be in whatever grade darling is in, and were she to be anymore than a grade below daring, thereâd be a questionable age gap. not to mention with darling herself and apple. jesus. so itâs definitely a positive thatâs not the case. and to anyone who may have been confused before, this is also why dexter can room with a character like hunter, because he too is in the same grade.
or maybe this is a show for babies and nothing matters.
#can you tell the extra work iâve had to put in for the css has got me thinking#because it has#eah#ever after high#darling charming#dexter charming#daring charming#charming siblings#charming twins#rosabella beauty#apple white#hunter huntsman#ramble#info dump
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My thoughts on Bridgerton Season 3 Part 1 (Spoilers)
Hi guys! I have reached astounding levels of brainrot over this season (having rewatched Polin scenes until I am blue in the face) so here I am going to air my thoughts out in probably an incoherent manner. Thank you!
Off the bat:
. Amazing, stunning, beautiful chemistry. Nicola and Luke are really the fucking MVPs. Their chemistry is undeniable to the point where I NEED MORE. It kind of seems like they didn't have enough scenes together, but maybe it just felt that way because of all the other plotlines going on.
. Speaking of plotlines, I am sorry to say that I found all of them unnecessary and dull. I just wanted more Polin, I couldn't stand the Featherington drama, Mondrich drama, Queen drama, or even Bridgerton drama. Francesa's story was probably the most significant, but I felt it was still very dull!
. However, that won't turn me off from loving this season because I have been waiting EONS for Polin to get together! Someone needs to sedate me!
. LET'S TALK ABOUT COLIN "MANWHORE" BRIDGERTON. I have to say that while I was with everyone else when the news broke and hated the idea, I honestly did not mind it. I found it a good and impactful way to show the difference between meaningless sex vs actual intimacy and love. I liked that Colin was exploring himself and thinking he had to be more "manly" like society dictates, but that his genuine and deep connection with Pen (literally his only real friend aside from his siblings) made that pale in comparison. I LOVED how he was trying to get it off at the brothel but couldn't even GET IT UP when having a threesome. That made me laugh! I was like DAMN girl Penelope you did a number on this man. He is Colin "17 cities" Bridgerton yet ONE kiss from a virgin is enough to turn his world upside down and make him question everything he knows???? Hmmm yeah more of that please.
. Oh, carriage scene. If I loved you less I might be able to talk about you more. I can only say that I've broken my rewind button. Itâs got CRACK in it. COLIN'S FACE when he realizes that THIS is the woman I will devote myself to for the rest of my life. He is done with his gallivanting ways and wants to literally just be with one woman for the rest of his life. I feel like without his promiscuous ways and bravado in the earlier episodes, this realisation would not hit as hard. It's no longer just the puppy love that he had with Marina, or the vacant lust he had with other women on his travels, but a true, real, meaningful connection that makes him LOSE HIS MIND. I like that that distinction is VERY clear and leaves no room for doubt that he is CHOOSING her.
. I love that he is âexperiencedâ and that she isn't, but sheâs able to bring him to his knees with one kiss! That dynamic is always tea, I fear! Also, I LOVE that my girl Penelope is able to get her needs met by someone who KNOWS what heâs doing. I donât know what people are saying by âthey have no chemistry.â To me, they have chemistry falling out of their ass!
. That being said, I am so scared about the LW reveal!! Holy shit, they are engaged and she still hasn't told him!! Which is different in the books. But LW is different in the show + the Marina thing didn't happen in the books. However, I love that they made LW less scathing in this season. She actually compliments all the debutantes and is really more of a reporter over a tabloid (except for that little thing she wrote about Colin, lol! But she was right!). I feel like Colin's hatred for LW is a little overstated. LW saved him from being trapped in a loveless marriage full of lies. I am shaking to see how this goes! Bring on the angst!
. I actually surprisingly liked the Cressida and Eloise friendship, I liked how it became a vehicle to show another side to Eloise, a more tolerant, compassionate, and realistic side. I loved Eloise and Pen's relationship this season. While they are fighting, they still love and try to protect each other. It's really the secondary love story of the season. We love to see it. I just hope Eloise doesn't fuck with her too much in part 2! (Btw, hate that this season is split into two parts! How am I going to wait until June 13th??? Tf???)
. Also, am I the only one thinking that they are building to Cressida having feelings for Eloise? Their connection and Cressida's sincerity towards Eloise is a little too real. I feel like by going into her stifling home life, they are inching towards that. Also, I am guessing that Cressida will end up marrying Debling, who will be gone so much and won't put any demands on her, so it will more be a marriage of practicality that allows Cressida to explore her feelings. We shall see!
. LET ME JUST SAY I SCREAMED when Penelope put her hand in Colin's hair. I remember in an interview Nicola saying that it was her idea to do that. THANK THE HEAVENS FOR THIS WOMAN !!!!! Because that was actually the hottest part of the season, there I said it. I CHEERED!! And if that was improvised by them, then that means that LUKE'S SLUTTY FACE was also his design!! I cannot thank these two enough for their service to this country!! Also, give Nicola an Oscar right now. I have never seen a more realistic sex scene and depiction of female desire tbh (oh god the moans). Especially in Bridgerton. This was the most real and sincere sex scene they've had yet. Take all the awards!
. LET'S TALK ABOUT COLIN'S FEELINGS. I've seen some people say that the season felt off (which I understand, I think it's bc of all the unnecessary plotlines) because Colin's feelings developed too fast. Let me just say that I DO NOT AGREE. I thought this was an entirely natural and logical progression of events. Think about it. We are not watching a "friends to lovers" arc from scratch. They have had TWO SEASONS of the "friend" part. We have had to watch ignorance, rejection, obliviousness, and misunderstanding between these two. Finally, in their own season, all that groundwork (laid over multiple years) has the chance to come off. It's like a spark that finally lights the embers. Their love has been smouldering under the surface for so long and all it takes is a match (their kiss) to make it spark into flame. Colin has felt so deeply for Penelope for a long time, and indeed they are best friends. He has always admired her as a woman and friend and felt comfortable with her. It wasn't until he kissed her that he realised those feelings were much more layered than he supposed. The fact that he dreams about her and that kiss, and ends up growing regretful and jealous of helping Pen attract other men, is absolutely right. The fact that he tries to get over her by going back to brothels but it DOESN'T WORK is absolutely genius! His love and desire for her, and thereby the realization of his feelings for her, is what propels him to look into himself and find that what he has been trying to be has been a lie. It's in that scene where he's with all the other Rakes. He considers himself, at heart, to be a gentleman - unlike the rest of them, and unlike what he's been presenting. He realizes that all the escapades he had only afforded him vacant experiences. He knows the difference between shallow and real connection now. This is when he decides to stop being someone he's not and embrace himself finally, just as he embraces his feelings for Pen! It's a great moment for his character development. I will be the one to say that by the realization of his feelings for Pen, he comes to the realization of himself.
. ONE MORE THING. I have seen some viewers complain about Penelope being the one to "beg" Colin to kiss her. I think these are more new fans who don't know the books, but I am TIRED of seeing this. The fact that Penelope is finally voicing her desires to the object of her desire after never speaking her mind or asking for what she wants, IS empowering! She is finally taking control of her own destiny! Unabashedly asking for what she wants! Being truthful with herself and brave enough to voice it! That is my GIRL. I was so proud of her. It was at that moment Colin knew that he was fucked (look at his face after he decides to do it). MM HM. That is good shit. I don't see her "begging" for it to be degrading. This was a beautiful moment between two close friends who trust each other more than anything. And that was the match that sparked all those repressed and ignored feelings!
. ALSO, I do not understand why people wanted Penelope to fall on her face after the carriage! WTF? Sure, in the books itâs fine, but actually seeing it??? Do they realise how humiliating and painful that would be? Iâm so glad they didnât do that in the show (and I hope it doesnât happen in the next part). She is TINY, and do you see that huge ass gap between the carriage and the ground? If she fell, she would scrape her whole hands and face and it would be bloody. Why do people want Pen to suffer in humiliation even more?? It would not be funny.
. ACTUAL LAST THING: I actually LOVED Colinâs dream confession to Penelope, maybe as much as the carriage confession! âIâve not been able to sleep, to eat, to speakâŚthese days. My entire thoughts consumed by our kiss, by you.â I just loved Lukeâs delivery of these lines. Btw, that dream was horny af!Â
. So, in this way, I don't really understand the complaints about Colin or Polin in this season. I thought it was very well done and well acted. The only complaint is that I needed MORE. MOREEEEE
Anyway, that's all I can think of for now. I'm afraid I have nothing to say about the other storylines because I was resisting the urge to skip them the whole time. My heart lies with Polin and that's what I am focusing on. Thank you for reading!
#I NEEDDD TO BE PUT DOWN#and i need to drop this here bc reddit is a pain in my ass#i can't do shit ova there#bridgerton spoilers#bridgerton season 3#bridgerton#polin#mine
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can I hear more abt your trans chung myung thoughts please
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HEHE ANYTHING FOR YOU MY ANGELS... trans chung myung is like my number one, most well loved & personal, firmest hc evur.. no matter what he is always trans to me idk..he is like the most trans character ive ever seen its sooo real to me.. ive said it once ill say it again, chung myungs lore is literally impact by his transsexualism and im the only one who sees it.. if u get it u get it... a little cw for minor transphobia out of ignorance, not prejudice..âŹď¸
i always imagined that chung myung knew he was trans since he was very young, like 'beginning to comprehend words and what they mean' young.. he always got angry and aggressive when his sect siblings called him young lady or samae, sajeo, etc, lashing out even at elders to the point hed get in trouble over it... i think pretty quickly everyone figured out if they just 'humoured' him, he'd get over whatever phase he was in and stop being so troublesome, so they did.. at first they began using more masculine terms and honourifics in a 'wink wink nudge' indulgent kind of way but they noticed as he got older, he started inserting himself into more male dominated spaces, even going so far as to bathe and groom himself w the other male disciples
at first it kind of set off red flags for everyone who were still under the impression chung myung was still just going through his little 'phase' but i think chung mun was the first who stepped up and actually ASKED chung myung about it.. he pulls chung myung to the side one day and asks WHY chung myung keeps doing the things he does and chung myung frowns and says because im a boy sahyung..DUH.. chung myung explains the best he can but bc he doesnt really know how to articulate himself on these matters (doesnt know any other trans people or experiences outside of his own and cant put it into words properly) and bc chung mun is cis, chung mun is still a little confused but now he understands chung myung isnt like..joking about this, or going through some sort of phase.. he seemed genuinely put out and upset when implied chung mun didnt understand him so from that day forward chung mun very firmly introduces chung myung to everyone in the sect as their littlest brother and that was pretty much that..
it probably took some people a while to wrap their head around, but because i dont want anyone in mt hua to be transphobic LOL they all understand and accept chung myung as their new baby brother pretty quickly and soon they dont even bat an eye seeing him train topless or bathe w the rest of the guys, doing other guy dominated activities, etc.. when he got older it was just normalized that one of their brothers had boobs..literally nobody gaf theyre REAL trans allies.. mount hua most PROGRESSIVE MARTIAL ARTS SECT
also majorly hc chung myung does not have any bodily dysphoria/morphia and is perfectly fine w the way he looks, especially after he gets older and starts building lots of muscle, so he never undergoes any gender affirming surgeries but he does take wuxia testosterone pills.. cuz i think the idea of wuxia magic hormone pills is hilarious and awesome
ive also put some thought into whether cho sams body would be trans or cis, because either could be interesting.. i feel like if cho sam were cis it would actually invoke body image issues and dysphoria in chung myung, having been thrust into a body so unfamiliar & alien to him than the one he spent the most time living in and caring for.. i dont really think too much in depth about this tho so my thoughts on it are pretty vague.. is cho sam cis or trans? (shrugs) up to you!
ummm *scratches ass* i cant think of anything else to say.. trans chung myung is so awesomesauce and i love projecting my own transmasc wants and desires onto him and into a world that accepts and loves him for who he is.. i have more thoughts about his relationship w tang bo and the world around them and how they view him but those are a little more personal and nuanced so i wont get into all dat.... when rotmhs gets more popular i hope trans chung myung hc blows up cuz its sooo real... something something chung myungs reincarnation into cho sam is a trans allegory
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The Plot ThickensâŚ
New Albany, Ohio
Wexnerâs House
Lattieâs Logbook Entry
The people I have been assigned to work with on this blood hunt are interesting... We havenât formally introduced ourselves to one another, but I am at least getting to know them.
The Malkavian of the group seems to just want to pick a fight with anyone she can. Sheâs very determined to get this blood hunt started, so I have been mainly following her. The other reason why is that she seems like trouble. After the first fight, she tried to jet off in Rhiannonâs car to Wexnerâs mansion without anyone knowing. She led the group through the woods to the mansion while looking intimidating. If I want to complete this investigation, I need to keep an eye on whether she accidentally destroys evidence or draws attention to us. However, she does seem capable. She disguised herself as Wexner to try to get us through. It also seems she can lengthen her tongue to help fight? I was not aware Malkavians could do this. Anyways, while investigating the mansion, I noticed her skin suddenly developed a red tinge to it and she had small bumps forming on the crown of her head. When I tried to tell her and the others about it, no one believed me. I am a little upset that no one believed meâŚ
Bruce, a Tremere, is the social person of the group. He already knew the Gangrel of the group and made friends with two of the others (Simon and Rhiannon). However, he did try to throw me at the mage we encountered earlier, which did not work out too well. Bruce also seems to not be the stealthiest of the group. He drew the attention of a gargoyle that led us to a second fight. When we further investigate areas in the future, I plan to avoid him. Or, at least put some distance between me and him. However, it does look like he can handle himself in a fight.
The Gangrel also seems like a people person. He was friendly with everyone and did try to talk with us all. He seems like a protective type as well. When Rhiannon disappeared from the first fight, he wanted to check on her. This protective nature also came out when he warned Bruce about an attack as we were heading to Wexnerâs mansion in the woods. However, during this fight, he walked off after smelling something. I wonder what he went to find?
Simon, the Toreador of the group, keeps advertising his restaurant and flirting with people. I wonder if that is a tactic to draw in more customers? I donât care much for flirting, but I would be interested in studying it some. Besides the kitchen, Simon also seems to be good at using knives in combat. This makes me question what other skills he hasâŚ
Rhiannon, a Banu Haqim, has my full respect. She disappeared with a sentient tree during our first fight and came back alive. She was also the one to discover the entrance to the basement lab in Wexnerâs house. However, I havenât been around her enough to gauge her personality.
During our second fight, an old vampire (8th century according to Rhiannon) suddenly appeared. He was above 7ft and had long bone-like claws. He referred to me as a âlittle dust bunnyâ (whatever that means), and asked for the prince. As the prince position was handed over to my former clan primogen just beforehand, it makes me wonder what this being wants with him? Whatever the case, I was in fear of this being. He didnât attack me, but my instincts said this vampire was dangerous. Like I was prey caught in the line of sight of a predator. I noticed that no one else in the group reacted the same way as me when they met this vampire. I wonder why I was the only one impacted by this⌠Anyways, this fear was proven to be justified. I witnessed this vampire take a hit from a gargoyle before instantly killing him and a nearby ghoul. Luckily, he saw a bat and decided to follow it to find the prince. After he left, I informed leaders within the clan to warn the prince of this instance.
Wexnerâs mansion had some information, but it was in disarray. As I searched his office, I noticed many papers scattered about. Most were around the medical center named after him. However, there were some interesting ones related to inventory being moved around. When we were investigating the bedroom, we discovered a hidden entrance to the basement. As the rest were arguing with one another, I started to head down there by myself. When I descended, the room was familiar to me. It was sterile and looked like a surgeonâs room. There was a clear glass that revealed cages of experiments, like a human-spider hybrid. Oddly enough, I felt a kinship connection towards the creatures in the cages. Could this have been where I was for those twenty-five years?
#vtm#vampire: the masquerade#ttrpg#wod#world of darkness#journal entry#vtm nosferatu#nosferatu#vampires#ohio
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Chapter 5
After talking with Bruce I decided I wanted to go try and find everyone else. Hopefully we would still get along even though I wasn't feeling young. Eventually I found them in the kitchen making breakfeast. Tim was flipping eggs, Dick was getting drinks for everyone and Barb was setting the table. 'Alfred must not be feeling well' I thought.
"There she is! Good morning sunshine" Tim waved at me
I waved and smiled a bit averting my gaze
"Not that talkative when you're not in little space huh?" Barbara laughed.
"I was threatened with my life if I spoke what do you expect"
That must have came off rude because they seemed suprised that I said that. I mean it was the truth i'm not gonna sugar coat it. Being little was so much more easier than being big. At least I didn't really have to communicate.
"Anyways, Bruce said that you guys need to help me with my powers and stuff so when can we start?"
"After breakfast, do you like eggs? If not I can make something else"
"I like eggs just fine thanks Tim"
"No problem kiddo"
When Tim gave me my eggs I started eating really fast, afraid that this was the last meal I was ever gonna have.
"Its not going anywhere kid slow down" Dick laughed
After I finished I was a bit embarrassed. Its just that they didn't feed me a lot in that cell. I'm just scared that any minute now they'll bust through that door and take me away. To the dark place. He left me in pitch darkness until he came down to play with me some more. So when the light came on I knew things were gonna get bad.
"Sweetie are you okay? You're spacing out" Barbara asked and reached her hand out to touch me. I flinched and my eyes must have turned blue because everyone looked a bit scared.
"I'm okay"
Nobody looked convinced but they let it go.
They took me outside where there was a hug pool. It even had a waterfall which I thought was really cool. Geesh this guy was rich rich. Barb wanted to review what I could do with my powers. So I walked on the water, breathed underwater, and moved the water with my mind.
"Nice job, but now lets try to do some attacks. Do you think yoy can do that"
My mind went back to slicing those guys in half and suffocating the madman. What if I accidently hurt them?
"I don't wanna hurt you guys. Last time I used my powers I killed people" I shuttered and started crying. Those little feelings were coming back. But I need to be big. When I figure out my powers then I can regress. Have to be stronger.
"Kid we promise you wont hurt us now just show us what you can do" Tim encouraged
First thing I tried to do was the water strikes again. Tim and Dick dodged it easily. Suprisingly when it made impact with the manor it didn't damage it just left wet marks.
We all trained for a couple more hours so I could figure out new attacks and how to use them. Still wasn't able to hit them at all so that sucked but I'm a little grateful just incase I accidently hurt them.
More attacks I could do was
1. Slam the ground and make water come out
2. Launch a water ball that trapped them in a water bubble for 10 seconds. (I missed the attack on Dick and hit a nearby chair
3. Control the water and make it attack for me
I'm so tired from all of this. All I wanna do is find papa and have him hold me. Barb must see me getting sad because she comes over to me and takes a pacifier out of her bag and gives it to me.
"You've had a long day haven't you little bat. How about we go find Bruce and he can take a nap with you"
I tiredly nodded my head and held my arms out for Dick to carry me. He took me in his arms quickly and started teasing me
"Why are you so tired baby? You didn't even hit us" He laughed
I babbled in annoyance and hit his back obviously not hurting him with how weak I was. By the time we made it to my nursery I was already half asleep. Bruce thanked them all for training me while he put me on the large changing table taking off my clothes. For some reason Perse didn't care about Bruce seeing her in her underwear and bra. She knew he wasn't going to judge her body or do anything to her. He just wanted to get her comfortable. Bruce put Perse in her crib and covered her up in the soft pink blanket. Perse started to cry reaching up at her caregiver not wanting him to leave her alone
"Baby I'm right here I'm not going anywhere"
Perse still continued to cry out wanting to cuddle with him while she fell asleep.
"Do you want me to hold you? Is that it pumpkin?"
She nodded and stopped crying. Bruce chuckled and took her out of the crib and went into his own room where he layed Perse down and layed next to her where she quickly fell asleep.
(Meanwhile)
Jason has been getting tortured for 6 months by that sick clown. He didn't lose hope that Batman was gonna save him not knowing that he wasn't coming. Nobody was coming. Joker was going on about how they should team up and wreak havick on the innocent. Jason was tuning him out until Joker said something that made his whole body run cold.
"Just like Bats and his new kids"
"No he wouldn't!" Jason protested
"You think! So this isn't Batman then? Weird. The pointy ears are usually a dead giveaway" Joker said showing him a picture of batman and Tim.
"No..."
Joker laughs as he takes out the next picture
"You thought that one was bad? Look at this!"
Joker showed Jason pictures of the sliced up dead bodies that Perse killed and then showed a picture of her wrapped in Batmans cape.
"So Batman will save a murderer but won't even come save you? How disappointing is that?" Joker laughed.
"Im sure he took her to arkham right after"
"No no no no no Jason my boy! He took her in as his own! Shes now a member of the batfam. Isn't that just sweet" Joker took out another picture that was taken that day of Batman sitting with you on a building. Both your legs hanging over the edge with Perse leaner into him smiling softly.
"I didn't want to show you those photos really I didn't. But it was the only way for you to get closure. Now I know it hurts but sometimes you gotta be cruel to be kind"
Joker then proceeds to beat Jason with his cane. 'After everything we went through he can just replace me like that? I'll destroy him I swear on everything'
#fandom agere#little space#agere#agerereader#little!reader#age regression#batman agere#agere caregiver#age regressor#agere reader
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And I'd Choose You
Pairing: Jasico (Jason Grace x Nico di Angelo)
Warnings: Violence, probably OC characters, attempted murder ig, angry Jason, injuries, lemme know if I missed anything
Note: I tried my best, so yeah. This is cross-posted to my AO3. This is also pretty old. Anyhow, feel free to send in requests.
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This wasnât the first time someone had tried to kill Nico, and he was fairly certain it wouldnât be the last. Still, it kind of sucked.
It had been 7 months since the war with Gaea and not everyone was happy with the new relationship between the Greek and Roman camps. Even more people were unhappy with Nico once it got out that he had known about the two camps before anyone else.
So, by all accounts, he should have seen this coming. Still, he had gotten soft over his months at camp and wasnât prepared when 4 Romans had jumped him one night as he exited Plutoâs temple.
The feeling of eyes on him made him freeze. He spun around but had no time to defend himself before a bat was swung straight into his chest. The air was knocked out of his lungs and he was sent flying into the dirt. Gasping, he attempted to get up before his arms were kicked out from under him, sending him back onto the ground.
âNico di Angelo, how do you plead?â crooned a voice from behind him. Slow footsteps made their way in front of him. He pushed himself onto his knees, chest screaming in pain, vision blurry from the impact. No one hit him again, giving him a view of the person- people before him.
He recognized 2, though only in passing. A legacy of Apollo by the name of Jamie, a tall girl with tan skin and uneven freckles holding a bat. The other was a son of Minerva named Zack, who was of the Second Cohort. He had extremely curly hair and round glasses, though Nico only remembered his name since he thought he looked a bit like Hazel. Now, they couldnât seem more different.
The other two girls were unknown to him, though one was clearly a decadent of Mars from her tattoo. She had bright blonde hair and wore a pink tank top with sparkles on it. The other girl had her forearms covered but clutched a dagger in one hand and a bag in the other.
âWell?â asked Jamie, her voice still mocking, as if she was speaking to a child. Nico considered his options. He could shadow travel out of there right now, or even fight back, but he likely wouldnât figure out what they wanted, and if he was honest, his head was still spinning slightly from banging it off the ground.
âI have no idea what youâre talking about,â he replied, voice still wheezy from the hit.
âFor committing espionage against New Rome, and for the death of my cousin, Octavian, how do you plead? Guilty or not guilty?â Jamie had a mad glint in her pale eyes as she spoke. Behind her, the unknown girl shifted nervously, the contents of her bag clanking.
Nicoâs blood went cold. He hadnât realized anyone but those he was close with knew of what happened with Octavian, but he supposed it was only a matter of time before it got out.
âOh, I donât care, get the bonds on him,â Jamie barked at the descendant of Mars, who grabbed Nico and pulled him forward. He struggled to push her off, not wanting to take anyone with him when he shadow travelled. The blonde girl pulled harder and he dug his feet into the ground, nearly slipping out of her grip before he felt something cold and sharp against his neck.
The unknown girl had dropped the bag and held her dagger to his throat from behind him. Warm blood dripped down his neck from where she pushed too hard, her hands shaking. He froze, his entire body locked up. She was flighty, and that made her dangerous.
âGood work, Julia. Sheâs quick, isn't she? Children of Mercury often are,â Julia took a deep inhale when Jamie said her name, dagger digging further into his neck.
Zack picked up the bag Julia had dropped and pulled out what looked to be thick handcuffs with inscriptions on them. He didnât recognize all of the words on them, but enough to know their purpose.
He wouldnât be able to shadow travel.
Rushing panic filled his veins. Shadow travel was his only way out of here. He needed to keep those cuffs off him and get the knife away from his neck.
âNeat bracelets, but they wonât work,â Nico taunted, praying to Hades and any god who would listen that this would work.
âAnd how do you know that?â sneered the sparkly-shirt girl, stepping forward menacingly. Now he could finally see her resemblance to Ares, the expression on her face one of bloodlust.
âBecause Zack here is working with the Greeks,â he said, forcing a cocky grin. It wasnât true, of course, but all he needed was- there.
Julia let out a shocked noise behind him, and her grip on the dagger loosened for just a moment. Nico seized his chance, slamming his head back towards her into her stomach, causing her to drop her knife in a clatter. She collapsed behind him, wheezing, as he pulled the shadows over him, vanishing to the sound of furious yelling.
Begging the shadows to take him someplace safe, he stepped out into Cabin One and immediately fell to the ground as his knees gave out. No one was inside, and the exhaustion tugging at his mind was strong. He passed out where he lay on the marble floor, cold and alone.
Nico woke up not that much later to a door ramming into his ankle. His tired brain took several seconds to register the impact before he finally jerked his leg back and pushed himself onto his knees to look at who had entered the cabin.
Part of him screamed at being in the same position as he was when Julia held a knife to his throat, alarm bells ringing in his head. The rest of him, however, was too tired to care. Peering through the darkness of the cabin, the figure standing in the doorway was impossible to recognize for a moment until they turned to face him, and-
Jason.
Whatever piece of Nico that was still terrified finally disappeared, leaving him drained and achy. The half-dried blood on his neck itched.
âWho is- Nico?â Jason gasped out, immediately moving towards him and pulling him to his feet. He fumbled for the light switch by the door, before finding it and flicking it on and looking down at Nico.
Whatever he saw clearly wasnât good, because his expression darkened immediately. He ran his thumb gingerly over the wound on Nicoâs neck and stared down at the blood smeared on it.
âNico,â Jason said, his voice deceptively calm, âwho did this to you?â
âJason, I-â Nico started before his voice gave out, his eyes suddenly burning. Embarrassed, he went to swipe at them, but Jason grabbed his hand before he could. Then, as if the night couldnât get any stranger, Jason pulled Nico in close, his face tucked into the crook of Jason's neck.
Inhaling the scent of pine, he felt his body go limp in Jasonâs grasp.
Touch has never been easy for him, but recently heâs been better. With Jason, it came all too easy.
âItâs okay, youâre safe now. I have you,â Jason whispered into his hair, rubbing a hand in soothing circles on his back. Itâs then Nico realised heâs shaking in Jasonâs arms.
âI thought- I thought I was safe, and then she had a knife, Jason, and I was so scared, I-â and itâs true, for the first time in a long, long time, Nico had been genuinely afraid to die.
Jason shushed him and pulled him in impossibly closer, just holding him. Just being there.
Many demigods feared death, perhaps more so than the average person. Nico was different. The Underworld was his father's realm, and he knew when it was time, he would be safe. So he wasnât scared of death itself, no, it was something else entirely.
Nico was scared of leaving everyone. Of maybe never seeing them again. Hazel, Reyna, Will, Frank, Percy and Annabeth, gods, even Leo and Piper. And Jason, he didnât know what he would do if he had to leave Jason, even temporarily.
After an unknown amount of time, Jason pulled back. Nico mourned the loss of his warmth before Jason began to speak.
âCome on, Nico, we have to get you cleaned up,â Jason murmured, leading him over to his bed and sitting him down. A deep blush warmed his face as Jason turned away, digging in the drawer next to the bed. He pulled out a medium-sized tin and placed it beside Nico, opening it to reveal medical supplies and a small bag with 3 cubes of ambrosia.
âHow did you get all this?â Nico asked, attempting to rid his face of its flush as Jason briskly walked off to the bathroom.
âI have my ways,â he called from the other room. Nico could hear him digging around, cabinet doors opening and closing, then the tap running before turning back off.
When Jason left the washroom, he was holding a wide bowl filled with water and a washcloth. Setting it down on the side table, he pulled the cloth from the water and leaned over Nico. If his cheeks were burning before, they feel molten now. Jasonâs other hand tipped back Nicoâs head and he began to dab at the wound with the rag, causing Nico to let out a pained hiss.
âSorry, sorry⌠I want to clean this up first before it gets infected,â Jason whispered, his own expression pained. A few minutes pass in silence as Jason cleaned his neck, then his knees and arms where the fall had caused scrapes.
âSo, what happened?â Jason asked, his voice casual as he paused to look at him. Nico hesitated. If he was honest, he was embarrassed by what had occurred. He got too comfortable and had let his guard down, letting a bunch of amateurs get the jump on him. He had taken down monsters far more powerful than all of them combined, gods, he had walked through Tartarus alone, he could take 4 teenagers. But instead, he had been on his knees and panicking, then ran away.
Something must have shown on his face because Jason stopped cleaning his left knee and put the cloth down. He placed a hand on the side of Nicoâs neck and leaned forward in his chair.
âNico, whatever happened, it wasnât your fault. You donât deserve to be attacked or hurt, and you didnât do anything wrong. Whoever did this is the wrong one,â he peered up at Nico as he spoke, his words ringing with honesty.
âThere were 4 of themâŚâ he whispered, avoiding Jasonâs eyes. A sudden shock from Jasonâs hand caused Nico to jump, and Jason jerked his hand away, eyes wide.
âSorry, sorry, Iâm just⌠upset,â Jason said in a rush, leaning back. He rummaged through the kit on the bed and grabbed the bag of ambrosia, opened it and handed Nico a cube. âMaybe I should keep my distance while you tell this story. To avoid any⌠shocking issues.â
So Nico told him everything. He explained how he left Plutoâs temple and had been hit with the bat. Being on his knees, and when he recognized the magic on the bonds, panicking, trying to get away. Julia with the knife on his neck. Barely escaping and desperately going somewhere safe. By the end, Nico feels exhausted, despite the ambrosia in his system. Jason, on the other hand, looked furious. Embarrassed, he got up and began to walk toward the door.
âWell, this has been fun, thank you for patching me up, Iâll go back to my cabin now, see you tom-â Nico starts, but he doesnât make it 5 steps before Jason is in front of him, gently taking his arm and leading him back towards the bed.
âAbsolutely not. Itâs late, the harpies are out, and youâre in no condition to shadow travel. Just sleep here for tonight, Nico,â Jason wasnât asking, Nico realises as heâs pushed into bed and Jason is already covering him up with a blanket before he realised what was happening.
The urge to protest is strong, but the pull of sleep is stronger. He nearly drifted off immediately before he remembered something.
âWhere are you sleeping?â He asked drowsily, sitting up slightly. Jason looked down at him with a soft smile, and Nico was far too tired to think about the implications of that right now.
âNowhere right now. I have something I have to do,â Jason said, his voice just above a whisper.
For a moment Nico is confused about what Jason could be doing so early before he realised what he meant.
âJason, no, come on, weâll call Reyna in the morning and sheâll take care of it. Thereâs no need for you to try and deal with it tonight,â Jason doesnât look convinced, and Nico is exhausted and unwilling to argue with him, so he simply says âJason, please.â
He watched Jasonâs shoulders drop. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, before taking off his glasses and placing them on the side table beside the bowl and washcloth. He then, much to Nicoâs confusion, climbed into bed beside him and pulled Nico into his chest.
âOkay, Nico. Go to sleep,â Jason murmured, and Nico wanted to ask him what he was doing, why he was holding him like this and being so kind, but he really was tired, and Jason was warm and safe and it was so easy to just⌠drift off.
Nico was sound asleep when less than an hour later Jason slowly, slowly, let Nico go and slipped out of bed. He leaned over Nico and hesitated for a moment, before pressing a light kiss to his forehead. Grabbing his coin off his dresser and placing it in his pocket, he quietly moved towards the door, before stopping and looking at Nico again. At the now healed scar on his throat and his ripped shirt. Lightning jumped from his fingertips, giving the room a light blue, eerie light. Then, he softly opens the door and exits the cabin.
He had something to take care of.
#jasico#jason grace#nico di angelo#pjo hoo toa#but no toa cause screw you#pjo#hoo#heroes of olympus#thunderworld
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A brief realization of the self.
So, I got plenty of friends, mutuals, and folks I follow who are Plurals, Systems, whatever term best fits them in particular, seems to vary on who you talk to about it. Their experiences are not mine, and mine are not theirs, and I don't feel like my own situation qualifies quite the same, but I have come to realize that my "Aspects" might be akin to fledgling personalities in their own right, and that would explain a good deal about how they seem to fully take the spotlight whenever I base a TTRPG character off one of them, or one of them claims one of said characters...
So, I feel like sharing, for posterity's sake and to just have it out there, who I am, and the parts that make up whole.
Elazul/Janus/Blue: The core, idealized-self me, that is all of me at once. The me I see myself as when thinking of myself as a whole, and who I would like to be. Also my usual default personality when trying out a new setting. Feels most at self as a catwolf. Not really an Aspect, as (almost) everyone else here branched from him. It's just me, but fat and furry (and magic, hehe).
Russel: The part of me that loves to build, that desires to protect, that wishes I had the strength to step in when others do not. According to an incident during on of the aforementioned TTRPGs, he might be carrying some of my past trauma for me. For some reason, favored animal is a Deer Mouse. So far my most directly expressed Aspect, having actually been used in a complete campaign. Character came before the Aspect formed around it.
Nicholas/Nick/NOX: The part of me that loves music, both playing and listening to, that is fascinated by sound and its effects on objects and the mind, that wants little more than to be happy and share his favorite sounds and songs with people he cares about. Favored animal is pretty much any bat, has not picked a specific one yet. Second most-expressed aspect so far. Same deal as Russel with regards to which formed first.
Zeke/Ezekiel: One I don't really talk about much because he's not as prominent as the others. The part of me that loves to cook, loves food, and loves to share. Also probably the part of me that has the most trouble accepting gifts, despite how much he likes giving them. Has not developed enough to have a favored animal yet, and has only been directly expressed once. Was an active Aspect before I came up with the character he uses.
Ryan: The only voice in my head that doesn't feel like it's an intrinsic part of myself. Kinda just showed up one day, and seems to pick one of the other parts of myself to imitate, making their voice have a greater impact on my choices whenever this happens. Really likes masks for some reason. Favored animal is apparently octopi and cuttlefish. Has yet to be directly expressed, but already has made an impact on my local friend-group somehow. Might be an Aspect that represents my tendency to mimic others when I encounter things about them I like? There is no "Who came first?" with this one, Aspect and character are one in the same.
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These are the voices that help me work things out in my head while I do my day-to-day stuff, they seem to have actually unique perspectives on things, different ways to go about finding solutions, but they're never really "at the wheel" so to speak. They do, however, take up a co-pilot like position from time to time, and do ease the mental burdens I'm dealing with at the time when they do...
I dunno, I just... Really had to get this thought out there for some reason, don't mind me if none of this makes sense to you.
#Elaz's Thoughts#Brains are weird#Rambling#Maybe a little insight on the origins of some of my characters and their personalities
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@curseplay sent: [ 02 ] the narrow space between two dusty bookshelves. / accepting.
she didn't realize the school library was this small. or so ... neglected, for lack of a better word. when they'd been handed their latest history assignment, the use of a reference book specifically from the school library bolded at the bottom of the instructions, she'd groaned at the thought of having to carve out the time to search â and soon, before everyone else picked the good books, too â rather than turning to the library down the street whenever she had a chance. it seemed like far too much extra work for very little reward.
now that she's looking at it, though, maybe the poor place can use some extra traffic. she doesn't think there's anyone here aside from her and paris. the thought definitely doesn't send a flutter through her chest.
â here, i think, uh â â she starts, fingers closing around paris' hand before she can talk herself out of it. ( it's easier than telling her to follow her, that's all! ) she tugs her along towards one of the aisles, historical non-fiction etched into side of the wood, and shrugs as she stares up at the shelves. her heart races until she forces herself to let go of paris' hand, and she gestures lamely towards the sign just to give it something to do, despite paris having clearly already read it. â this is probably a good place to start. â she regrets it the moment it comes out of her mouth. she can read, amina. jesus christ, she's hopeless.
face burning, she quickly steps into the aisle proper, grateful for the opportunity to look literally anywhere else. head tilting up and to the side to squint at the various titles, she scans through the shelf directly in front of her, and what starts as joy that she seems to have accidentally found exactly what they're looking for right off the bat quickly turns to dread when the titles just seem to keep on going rather than switching to another topic. this is going to take so much longer than she'd hoped. the place may be small, but there's still way more books than she'd hoped they'd have to look through. it could take at least an hour to find something actually useful.
â we're looking for, uh â goverment stuff in the sixties, right? â she asks, turning to face paris to get a face-to-face confirmation. or at least she tries to. what really ends up happening, more accurately, is she turns around, finding herself practically nose to nose with the girl she happens to be just a little hopelessly in love with, and makes a horrifically embarrassing strangled sound halfway through her sentence instead of actually, y'know, saying words like a normal fucking person. oh my god, she needs to disintegrate into the floor, like, yesterday.
â sorry, uh â sorry, i didn't know you were, uh, right behind me. sorry, â mina babbles helplessly, cheeks growing impossibly warmer by the second. she steps back quickly, swallowing her gasp when her back knocks against the bookshelf, and thanks her lucky stars that it's stable enough to not even teeter at the impact. breaking the library might've literally sent her over the edge.
god, they were so close she could feel her breath by her mouth. she could've leaned in and closed the gap so easily. the thought makes her feel dizzy. would she have let her?
( no, she can't let herself think like that. not when paris is looking at her like a spooked animal. )
she clears her throat awkwardly, stepping to the side both to gesture at the shelf she'd been looking at, and, more importantly, give paris some actual fucking space. by some miracle, her voice comes out passably casual when she speaks. â uh, what i meant to say, was. um. u.s. government in the sixties, right? i think i, uh, found it. over here. if you wanna look. â
#curseplay#them :)#theyre doing their assignment on jfk. of course#i dont know what i happened i literally started writing this specifically intending for it to be short#and then it turned into one of the longer ask memes ive written in a hot minute#their power i guess...#* đ . . . answer. / sing another song for the people i love. đ#weirdgirls tbt.
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ok long post incoming about my spiritual/religious beliefs bc im having a bit of a realization of where I stand on this
ok so Iâm gonna state this right off the bat: i absolutely donât believe in the judeo-christian god that the majority of conservatives do (and regular christians), so when I refer to god, im referring to the force/forces out there that I believe to be something similar to. ok got that out of the way, so letâs go on.
obviously yâall know about the religious trauma Iâve endured my whole life, so trying to figure out what I believe is definitely pretty difficult. i was a staunch agnostic until grandma passed. Iâve seen things that are definitely signs to me that sheâs looking out for me from beyond and had dreams, but Iâve still been denying the possibility of an afterlife or places where spirits go. these things are too weird to be coincidences which is why itâs got me thinking.
do I believe in the general idea of heaven and hell? yes, but not like what Christianity believes them to be. say all you want about how supernatural sucked ass, but the idea of personal heavens has rlly stuck with me, bc heaven as a general concept wouldnât be the same for everyone obviously. what one considers to be heaven could be absolute hell for someone else, which Iâll get to in a minute. i believe that âheavenâ is whatever you want it to be. actually, I believe in more of a general afterlife like purgatory, where the vast majority of people go, even exceptionally good ppl bc they donât get an upgrade just for being âbetterâ in life. just bc you did more impactful things doesnât mean you get the special treatment in death. yâall might think itâs kinda mean, like you donât get rewarded for good work. but personally, everyone who wasnât reprehensible or utterly vile gets the same treatment in the end.
I do believe in the whole âveilâ thing between worlds, bc Iâve had encounters with what would be considered ghosts/spirits before and I have a sort of âsensitivityâ to paranormal stuff. call me stupid for believing in that, but a friendâs kid has the ability to actually see and talk to spirits and I 100% believe him. i have a thing where Iâm very susceptible to paranormal âsignalsâ as Iâd like to call it. like I can easily see odd patterns of happenings/âsignsâ from spirits (like grandma) and recognize that someone is trying to tell someone else something. Iâm also prone to having dreams involving spirits like grandma, and the one I had mightâve actually been a sign about my cousin possibly dying, (heâs alive, but heâs got some sort of cognitive degeneration issue) but thatâs another post for another day. so I donât consider myself a âmediumâ or anything and I donât offer my âhelpâ to ppl bc itâs not like that.
now, hell. i donât believe in a centralized hell (but Danteâs version of hell definitely rules) like Christianity, but thereâs definitely a place in the afterlife for the most vile of people (think Pat Robertson). just the like the personal heavens, I believe that thereâs personal hells which for Robertson, would be a gay pride parade (and no Iâm not joking) for example.
is there a devil? nope. my whole thing is, is that thereâs a mix of forces in the universe, call them god or satan, itâs up to you. but since the universe is so vast and we understand very little of it, thereâs got to be forces out there beyond our control. because sometimes things really do happen for a reason (like my grandmaâs passing which made me confront my issues with myself and is leading me down a better path I hope) as a way to guide you. and no, I donât believe thatâs the case for horrific events like natural disasters and abuse. i believe that the universe itself is purely neutral on the alignment scale. the forces donât discriminate on who is affected by everything, so everyone is fair game.
that may seem a little harsh, just like how I think nobody gets a special reward after death no matter how good they were because weâre all on the same level playing field spiritually. itâs all just straight up neutral. I rlly hope yâall are understanding what Iâm trying to say. everyone (talking about the vast majority) is equal in death and thatâs how it should be. the forces may push you a certain direction, but you have the choice of listening or not and you wonât be punished for choosing âwrongâ bc there is no true wrong choice. itâs all based on how you think about it.
so in conclusion: i donât fucking know whatâs on the other side. fate is a very tricky concept that I havenât fully formed an opinion on yet. and nothing is truly set in stone, itâs up to you but you wonât be punished for choosing a different path. I had that near death experience in 2019 that landed me in the psych ward for the last time bc of the overdose with the alcohol, but I didnât see Heaven or hell or god, it was just an out of body experience and briefly, nothing. shitâs all weird and weâll never truly understand it, weâre not meant to, so do whatever the fuck you want in life, bc you only get one actual life.
god that was long and stupid but I just needed to get this out.
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Interesting. I do find it so very strange that everyone hates Rush right off the bat, but no one ever calls him out for being the reason they're stuck in the ass end of nowhere. I feel like it would have been a stronger character choice to have made them tolerate him at first, and then get more and more antagonistic toward him as he continues to make selfish choices (I'm at 2x6 and hot damn if Young ever finds out the things that Rush is responsible for) but what do I know, I'm not a showrunner. One of the things I always liked about SG1 is that you understood why Jack and Daniel were always disagreeing about an issue, and it was more than just "civilians are stupid and we shouldn't listen to them, until we need them to save our lives again." Which seems to be Young's general MO. I don't know who Gaius Baltar is, but when I looked him up he's definitely got a similar "look" to Rush.
I was just thinking that "Sabotage" was a weirdly written episode so it makes sense that it feels half-baked because they had to rewrite it. (When Chloe, Eli, and Scott just show up again I honestly thought they were fakes, or that someone was dreaming, because the whole scene is so weirdly acted and so underwhelming for something that felt like it should have been way more emotionally impactful.)
Listen, the whole business with the stones is sketchy AS FUCK as far as consent. The whole thing, not just the sex aspects. (Not that the show seems to care; after Telford didn't seem disturbed at all by Young using him to sleep with his wife, I figured that in universe it wasn't a big deal? Of course, it's just the production team that doesn't understand issues of consent, as they've repeatedly shown in previous shows.) As far as the stones as a plot device are concerned, you either have to not think about it, assume that when a person agrees to participate in the exchange they agree to their body being used for whatever, or you have to give up the show. (I'm personally wondering what is going on back on the alien ship with the poor dude Young used to murder his compatriot. They definitely didn't consent to the exchange.) I'm glad Rush didn't sleep with Perry, or that Perry slept with anyone while in Camile's body, because it would have been a bad decision for a ton of reasons, but on the other side did Perry consent to having her body be fed and cared for by Camile's wife, who isn't trained or has any idea what she's doing? Yeah the caretaker is in the other room, but there are a ton of things that could have gone wrong. In addition, do they check for food allergies and whatnot and brief the people for anything less intensive than living on a respirator when they let someone make the exchange? Because the first thing Perry did was eat an alien fruit. It's a good think Camile isn't allergic to those things. And back when Eli and Chloe went out and got drunk that one time, did the owners of those bodies consent to that? Hope they don't have a predilection toward alcoholism in their family history that they now have to deal with because of someone else's choices.
Fucking mood
#stargate universe#i feel like i'm channeling rodney with the allergy point but honestly the show treats the communication stones WAY too casually
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Lies - R.B
Info - You had been dating Robin for a few months when suddenly she just stopped answering her house phone and stopped showing up for work.
Warnings - Angst, lying, fluff, mentions of violence, yelling, swearing,
Pairings - Robin x Fem!Reader (she/her pronouns used)
Robin had suddenly just disappeared over spring break, you hadn't heard a word since Monday when she just blabbered over the phone then suddenly had to go. You decided to go to her house to see if her parents knew. You arrived to see no car in the driveway
"Shit" You mutter before backing out and going toward, Steve's house with hopes his car would be there. But it wasn't, no one was there, of course you thought before getting an idea.
"Castle Wheeler!" You yelled driving away to Nancy's house just to catch them all leaving, You had parked far enough away for them not to see you but, close enough to hear Robin going on about something.
"Look I still think we should clue her in! Y/N has probably called my house phone at least fifty times! But at the same time maybe it's better. I don't know Steve!" Robin yells getting in Steve's car. You follow them eventually to skull rock. You reach it way before they do and see Eddie Munson
"Eddie?" You ask walking into skull rock.
"Where is everyone else" Eddie asks you freaked
"I came alone. Robin and them have kept everything from me. Are you okay?" You ask Eddie
"Nah man, I'm actually kind of freaked. I'm guessing you saw the news" Eddie asks "Hunt the freak" He mutters
"I don't think it was you." You tell him as he sighs. As leaves crunch toward skull rock "Eddie I was never here got it?" You ask him as he nods, you back away slowly watching everyone carefully. They talk, a lot you weren't paying attention to much all you heard was there may be a gate at lovers lake.
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It was nightfall and you reached lovers lake, you were out there alone. Fearing for everything not knowing what could be out there when your compass goes wonky.
"Shit this goddamn piece of shit" You mutter slapping it twice before you realize you might have reached it before you see. Nancy, Robin, Steve and Eddie pull up in there boat behind you. Not caring enough you slip off your jacket, throwing it in the boat.
"Y/N what are you doing!" Steve yells. You don't pay attention to it but instead wrap a flashlight in plastic
"Steve for the record, I'm finding out what Robin has been hiding" You tell him before jumping down into the water, slowly kicking down to see, the gateway they mentioned before hand. 'Holy shit' you think diving back up gasping for air clinging onto your boat for dear life.
"What were you thinking!" Robin yells everyone being on the boat you were on.
"You have lied to me for days Robin you said you were gonna call me the next day and I waited for nothing! Your house phone doesn't seem to work all the sudden either!" You spit at her and all she does is look down, Steve tries to intervene but you speak again.
"I was coming by to Nancy's house when I heard you say you weren't gonna clue me in on this shit!" You yell at her before something grabs your ankle
"Fuck" You mutter before falling down into the gate slamming hard down onto the ground, groaning on impact, everything went so quick, then suddenly you were on the ground a demobat choking you out while others ripped you to shreds. Yet all you could think about was Robin and how your last word to her would make her collapse. Steve was suddenly down there with Nancy fighting some of them off you when Robin came down, Eddie followed short after they started to fend them off but the damage was already done.
"Y/N please get up" Robin pleads as you gasp sitting up right.
"Ahh, fuck that hurts" You say grabbing your stomach.
"D- Do you guys think these bats have like rabies? Because like rabies is my top most fear" Robin explains as they all shake their heads
"Let's get her up" Nancy says going behind you and picking you up to stand trying to help you
"I can stand" You tell her turning to the line of demobats
"We can take em?" Steve asks as more start flooding in
"Nope" Eddie says, before everyone starts running for skull rock. You lean on a rock looking down at your injuries. Robin and Nancy kneeling in front you.
"Good news is, you aren't showing any of the normal rabies signs yet! But they very well could show up very soon if you feel like you are seeing things or wanna punch me in the face" Robin rambles at you
"Rob, babe I really wanna punch you right now" You mutter as Nancy is moving your shirt to check the damage. "Fucking just take it off already its done" You mutter as Nancy steps aside to let Robin do it. Robin gently grabs both ends pulling it over your head.
"I'm sorry" Robin mutters before stepping aside. As Steve and Eddie look away
"You guys should just leave me. I'll end up slowing you guys down" You say as Nancy rips some fabric off her pants.
"N- No we aren't leaving you Y/N we can't leave you. I can't just leave you here to die!" Robin exclaims as Nancy hands the fabric to Robin so she can wrap you "M- My hands are to shaky I can't" Robin tells her
"Look, I need you to understand something Robin. You can't hide shit from me anymore" You say groaning afterwards as Nancy tightens it a little too tight and coughs slightly "But I understand why you kept it from me. I should have kept my nose out of it" You tell her as Nancy smiles at you.
"I should have at least called you" Robin says as Nancy finishes what she was doing.
"You guys go we'll catch up" You say "I need something to wear, unless you want me walking around in my bra with the guys looking" You tease at her as she takes her over button up off tossing it at you as the ground starts to shake you grab Robin absorbing all the impact. Groaning as you hit the upside down floor once more
"Dingus!" Robin yells at you slapping your arm as you sit up and placer her button up on only button up a few before standing up and helping her up.
"I'm your dingus though" You say before placing a light kiss on her lips. "Skull rock" You shrug as Robin rolls her eyes
"You are such a cliche" Robin tells you as you both walk off
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Sorry this was so short y'all, but I've had this sort of idea for awhile <3 hope yall like it as much as I loved making it
#robin buckley x y/n#robin buckley#robin buckley x reader#stranger things#stranger things 4#st4#steve harrington#eddie munson#nancy wheeler
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i need to talk about hayaryuu or iâll probably explode so:
ryuuichi never letting hayato deal with things on his own makes me so soft. he already knows how hayato will react and wonât let him carry the baggage without ryuuichi being there
and ryuu seeing hayato making such a pained expression really broke him :( he felt that hayato and taka shouldnât have to go through life without a father in his life like what ryuu and kotaro had to go through.. just by seeing hayatos face ryuu knew what he had to do
ryuu doing this deadass completely changed the relationship with hayato and his dad, it had a big ass impact. (still mad they didnât include that whole plot in the anime)
(kinda fruity that ryuu always seems to be there for hayato at his very short lasting vulnerable moments hshshd)
idk exactly when but sometime ryuu was one of the separate reasons as to why he isnât shooting his shot and switch baseball teams (heâs head over heels ikik)
hayato always snaps ryuu out of his own overwhelming thoughts of overthinking and self deprecation. proving to him that itâs really not that complicated and he shouldnât sweat it all the time !! (which is true ryuu ily pls love and make time for urself)
speaking of which, when hayato heard about what ryuu wanted for a gift, he literally skipped class and went to the chairwoman to tell her about itâŚ. because he just know ryuu is way to nice himself to ask for something of his own since he probably thinks itâs too selfishâŚ.
- off the top of my head-
hayato threatening inui if he hurts ryuuichi in anyway.. warning ryuu that the love letter might be a prank so his feelings donât get hurt⌠ryuu shutting up hayato big mouth whenever he might say smth bad, or stopping him from using violence (smh) hayato being a cockblock in the way of ushimaru and rolling up ryuus sleeve. ryuu tricking hayato to catch up on homework when his hand was broken with his dad as a way to make hayato spend time with him more :,,(((
ryuu fuckin decoding hayatoâs odd call and realized heâs locked outside, hayato buying ryuu a cake and hugging him on his birthday, ryuu getting hayato to talk when he was upset about taka, while swinging his bat even tho like everyone else was terrified of him at that moment.. and ofc ryuu telling hayato to stop talking with food in his mouth
also they both arenât interested in girls but ryuu does seem to like the idea of a relationship <3 & hayato is aro just like me fr!
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Good Stuff: Pixarâs Soul
SPOILERS AHEAD
Reviewing animation is a passion of mine; you probably know that if youâve followed me long enough. I enjoy doing it for everything new that comes as much as the good stuff of yore. I canât tell you why I got into it long as I have or if I should consider a full time gig of it, all I know itâs that itâs as much my passion as many other things in my life. That really is a piece to a personal puzzle Iâve developed as I watched Soul, this film from a studio that I admittedly wasnât sure if it could get its groove back after it felt like they were stumbling a bit. The SparkShorts are good, but Incredibles 2, Toy Story 4, and Onward especially didnât resonate with me. Didnât tell me Pixar stood out as much as they in the âGolden Eraâ. This one did, and let me say it kinda cut deep.
Off the bat, as I understand that the trailers were quite a turn-off, I came to know before watching this that they werenât trying to reveal everything. Honestly, the trailers were purposefully misleading as the most of what we got from the âInside Out Knock-Off Blue Blobâ world was a little over the first twenty minutes and the very, very end for the climax, less than youâd believe. It is the point I wasnât too invested in with how simple it all felt; itâs basically if Microsoft or Google developed your birthright. It luckily doesnât blow smoke up the ass with the way it runs things, takes more shots at ethical philosophy than any religion I could think of, but thereâs good reason why weâre not in this world for very long. The Soul world did itâs purpose, but a little too well because it really wasnât interesting outside the bond between Joe and 22 and a few laughs. Like I said though, we arenât in it too long before we jump back to Earth with something I shouldâve expected with this film but was still blown aback. Iâm talking BODY SWAPPED ADVENTURE, Baby! [[SPOILERS AHEAD]]
Far Enjoyable than Your Name, donât at me
A good chunk of the film has 22 in Joeâs body, Joe in a therapeutic catâs body, and Iâm surprised at how much engaging it was. It helps that 22 is never by any means a nuisance and they actually pull off the mechanics behind the trope well where it doesnât feel like 22 in Joeâs body is annoyingly all over the place once she gets used to it. Weird that all of New York didnât seem to give a shit about a middle-aged man stumbling in nothing but a medic robe, but never crossed that line for me to say, âOkay, this shit is stupid.â But what really makes this, basically the majority of Soul work, is Joe (or 22) interacting with the city.
If thereâs one great takaway for this, itâs indeed the musicality for the New York life. The barbershop, the subway, the jazz club, the tailor suite run by Joeâs mother, the living streets really make this city feel like a character in its own right. I say this film makes every person we meet count for something. The devilâs truly in the details; every location has a story to tell as well as remind viewers, myself especially, of people and places so close to life. The story paces along nicely too as we get to the âmain eventâ before getting to the moment that made me cry the second time. I cried a total of four times, mostly in the latter half of the film because that was where things were certainly coming together. That was where, I doubt intentionally, the film hit me in the heart more than I couldâve imagined with the simple thought:
I was Joe and 22, and I still am from time to time
Sappy consideration, I know, but to get a little philosophical & personal for a bit. This film is generally about the direction of your life. Joe had a direction set in stone for himself to play the hottest jazz gig despite professedly doing/trying nothing else big with his life, living actively average youâd say. 22, the number which can mean âcoming and goingâ since itâs a palindrome, has no direction despite being capable of understanding everything. As of now, I may only be in my early twenties, but Iâve felt like Iâve been both these characters at the same time, like a eternally spinning coin. I can feel directionless, having no clue to who I really want to be, but I know there is passion in me somewhere that I myself havenât figured out yet but push forward with every major choice I make. I have both felt like Iâve done nothing and canât do anything in life despite making it this far. But if thereâs anything this film showed me, itâs that itâs alright.
If thereâs anything that I can say describes Pete Doctorâs direction with this and Inside Out, itâs that he makes the most basic and simple human truths feel necessary, welcoming, and especially otherworldly. With Inside Out saying âitâs good to be more emotiveâ, Soul tells me âitâs good to enjoy the simple things in life.â Not to say you should live average and accept it, nor is every big moment you have will/should impact you the same way or the way you wanted, but appreciate those moments where things just go your way for a change. Where you can just look at the world, take a deep breath, and just feel comfortable with yourself to live another day. This isnât a particularly surprising message, but it works because it fulfills everything it built up. Who else but Joe on that day, finally getting what he wanted after so long, can feel empty from it as opposed to the moments where he got to enjoy those enjoyably average moments he didnât think heâd get along the way? And who else but him could show 22 that living doesnât mean having a purpose or having that purpose in your mind 24/7.Â
You can just... live as everything does.
This film isnât as honest as Inside Out, especially with the whole concept of the Great Before, but it still offers that pragmatic advice in a way that definitely sticks. It can feel like this film came out at a bad time with the given circumstances of our reality, but itâs as much a simple pat on the back to tell you itâs okay. I figure the execution wonât be for everyone, the film isnât perfect plotwise, but to me itâs definitely a golden, just as mature light for modern Pixar. A considerable classic that I hope is given well with time as much as a chance with all audiences.Â
4 Out of 5. A Soulful Sensation of a Film
#Soul#pixar soul#soul movie#pixar#disney#animation#cartoons#movies#analysis#reviews#long post#Good Stuff
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