KIM KITSURAGI - “Is that. My kineema.”
COMPOSURE [Medium: Success] - Something in him is about to break, *big time*.
EMPATHY - And it’s not going to be pretty, do something!
- DRAMA [Formidable] - Everything is fine!
- “Sure is.”
DRAMA [Formidable: Failure] - Surely he’s aware that he’s not the *only* person in the world who owns a Kineema?
YOU - “Is it really *yours*? I mean, plenty of people have their own Kineemas, right? Like working men, government offices, uh, firefighters I guess, maybe even animal control people? Exactly! A million different people who could’ve driven it into the uh…”
DRAMA - Pause, my liege! Ixnay on the Ineemakay!
YOU - “It could even be our *mysterious* joyrider!”
KIM KITSURAGI - Your frenzied babbling falls deaf to the lieutenant's ears. Instead, he approaches the broken vehicle, sunken in the ice. He moves with a caution and gentleness you haven’t seen him display before.
INLAND EMPIRE - It must be cold and lonely down there, in the icy water. Maybe he could sense its sorrow, calling to him…
PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Easy: Success] - His hands, which are always stiffly placed behind his back, are trembling.
ENDURANCE - This is the shuffle of a tired, tired man.
HALF LIGHT - He’s going to do something drastic because of you. Oh god, terrible! You’re a terrible liar! You can’t look at this, you just can’t!
VOLITION [Formidable: Success] - It's not *you* who drove his kineema into the sea. You have plenty of faults, but this one is decidedly not yours.
KIM KITSURAGI - He kneels down with his head bowed, casting his face in shadow. He plants a hand on the ice to stabilize himself, squinting to get a better view of the motor carriage. “Detective, it says ‘57’ on it.”
YOU - Sweat drips down your brow, and you feel a terrible headache coming. “Maybe our joyrider has an affinity for that number?”
LOGIC - He's not stupid, he knows that it's not that.
KIM KITSURAGI - “57.”
YOU - “What about 57?”, you brace yourself.
KIM KITSURAGI - “Precinct 57.”
YOU - You wince. “Kim, look-”
KIM KITSURAGI - “When I woke up in the Whirling-in-Rags with no memory of what happened during the days before, I've taken note that something of mine has gone missing.” He grits his teeth. "A very. Important. Something."
He runs his hands over his face, messing his already unkempt hair in the process. Regret creeps up on his features. “God. Fuck. They’re going to fire me over this, they’re not going to hear me out.”
EMPATHY - Desperation settles in the lieutenant's tone. Sadly, you find yourself in agreement, even if you don’t want it to be the truth.
YOU - “People are more valuable than machines, Kim.”
KIM KITSURAGI - “Not people like me.” He rasps.
YOU - “…”
KIM KITSURAGI - Before you can say anything more, you fail to notice the lieutenant carefully walking onto the edge of the ice. He looks over the frigid water, a dizzying blue that mirrors and distorts his exhausted face back to him.
YOU - “Kim?”
KIM KITSURAGI - Seconds pass as he looks to be contemplating something. Out of nowhere, he casually takes another step where the ice ends and the sea begins. It happens all too quick for the lieutenant to even voice a call for help— if he even wanted to — his body plunging into the cold water before your eyes.
YOU - “KIM!!!!”
uhhh bonus stuff? sorry i have swap au brainworms pfttt
(im not sure what skills kim has at the moment so rn he only has narration as his inner monologue ok whoops, i would like to keep harry as the guy who thinks in dialogue trees so im still figuring it out pfttt)
also, this was done bc i wanted to expand on these old scribbles of mine, just like an idea, i just think that he'd be having an even worse time wheezes
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do you support jkr? /genq
because i really like your content but am a little unnerved so i would like to clarify so i can put my mind at ease
Thank you for asking anon maggot and here you shall have my answer (I have to say I might get a tad bit emotional because this is very very very important to me):
FUCK JKR WE DO NOT SUPPORT JKR OR HER TRANSPHOBIA ON THIS BLOG. I FEEL LIKE I NEED TO YELL THIS LOUDER BUT I CANNOT POSSIBLY.
Fuck JKR, and fuck everything she did to tear away the safe space her stories had made from queer people everywhere. Fuck her for using her position of influence to endanger the lives of a community that's already so vulnerable.
I'm a trans man, and while I refuse to let what she did take away the joy I've found in the queer parts of the Harry Potter fandom (because it exists, god bless fandom), I will never spend a day without feeling sick at the thought of how much grief she's brought to me and queer people everywhere.
[adding an edit here to say that there is an explicit discussion of transphobia below, so content warning, skip the next two paragraphs if you need to]
It's really sad that I understand completely why you asked that question, anon maggot. Because every time I enjoy someone's content or a creator, I'm always, always wondering but what if, but what if they hate my community, but what if they're against people like me, I don't know if I can feel safe here.
I never know if I can feel safe anywhere. I have to sit and listen to people who love me and I'm not out to, as they talk about how trans people shouldn't have basic human rights. It's a sickening feeling to know how if I said just one sentence, people who claimed to love me, the families of my friends, would immediately just... turn on me. Invalidate me at best, and I'd rather not think about the worst.
Please know that this blog supports all queer people (yes that includes people who are aroace spec, of course it does, that should not be discourse that is happening at all, but it is, so yeah).
You are all safe here. I will do everything possible to make sure you know that.
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@sevhalfbloodp4 continue from here
Severus's dark eyes flicked over the boy, and he could not help the smirk which curled at the corners of his lips. Draco may have fooled everyone else, especially Potter, hell, even himself, but Severus had a gift for seeing through people, and he was not fooled, not even in the slightest, no matter how hard his god son attempted to protest.
"You...are at your wits end..." he said, in a slow drawl. "I beg of of you, to let me assist you...do you have any idea how far I've gone to ensure your safety? I have taken...the unbreakable...vow.."
You are at your wits ends. Alright, this was exactly the sentence he emotionally, mentally, physically KNEW exactly, inside every degree of his soul, than he didn't wanted to hear, especially not from Snape. There always had been consciousness he had been carefully watched by his eyes, which could be deeply problematic concerning his little meddling business … What if, within their double act together, in their separate and different union to protect Potter, he considered that he was going a little too far on the traitor's plank ? Well, actually, he was an traitor --- but it wasn't an knoweldge he wanted concerned villains to know. For one second, as remembrance it concerned Snape and not someone else, he forced himself, deeply within desire of immediate answer of his features, to bring frontal dark glance. I beg of you, to let me assist you. That would have been perfect if Potter wasn't the one insisting within the world of shadows to do the exact same thing, in which he pulled illusions further and rejected what necessery help he needed … ❝ I need to ensure your safety too, just in case you forget. ❞ Immediate bounce back enjoyed that sentence as good manner to an slight discreation. He didn't wanted someone else to be sacrified than him, and nothing could save him than taking somehow, somewhere the responsability about how he was condamned in long term to death … ❝ I just have trouble sleeping, it's not a big deal, really, I'm very, very fine. ❞ He attempted in a rough way.
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Heretical thoughts on Gameboy games?
It's a great way to be introduced to the Harry Potter franchise.
I was eight years old, hadn't read any of the books nor seen the movies when a relative gifted me the Game Boy as well as the game for Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.
An incredible time was had, complete with the shock I had when the unskippable character dialogue revealed that Sirius Svaart was in fact innocent, and then the teeny tiny pixel rat turned into a not so tiny pixel man. Lupin turned into a werewolf shortly after that, and we had a boss fight.
The only thing resembling drama would be that the game was in Danish, so I learned the Danish versions of everybody's names and made something of a fool of myself because of this when I tried to talk to the cool kids about Harry Potter. "Have you read the books? Or even seen the films?" "No... game boy..."
It was a great game. I sometimes miss it.
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