#jigsaw academy

[raurquiz]

#Happybirthday @CallumKRennie #callumkeithrennie #actor #captainraynar #StarTrekDiscovery #DueSouth #BattlestarGalactica #Californication #Shattered #TheFirm #Longmire #JessicaJones #Impulse #Timecop #Unforgettable #eXistenZ #Memento #Jigsaw    #theumbrellaacademy #startrek57

[eastonapologist]

erickson/halloran. for your consideration.

[jigsawabacustraining]

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[ravenna-reid]

"I Mean No Harm" "I Know."

Leon Kennedy x Ex-UmbrellaAgent!Reader

WARNINGS: violence, blood, swearing, bullying, but mostly fluff hehe

Whispers had circulated of the new agent that had been recruited. 

How could it have possibly been allowed? How was the academy so tempered about hiring her? Either way, it didn’t matter what anyone else thought. You were here now and the academy was eager to use someone as skilled, loyal, and reclusive as you.

Walking down the hallway in your compression shirt and tactical pants, you made your way towards one of the meeting rooms. As far as you were concerned, you were forced to work with Umbrella against your will. A situation you never wanted to be in again. But no one here would understand that, nor were you willing to share your story, the only person knowing the truth being the commander that saved you. So, rumours continued running rampant throughout the building. Were you a spy? A double agent? Of course, none of it was true. But you weren’t going to waste your time defending your image when it was clear no one wanted to listen.

Walking into one of the rooms, a group of agents were already seated before you. Taking a seat at one of the desks, you ignored the eyes that peered at you. But one person stood out. Dirty blonde hair and crystal blue eyes, a strong build and mysterious aura to him. 

You were aware that you weren’t the only one who seemed to carry a reputation. You had heard whispers too of the rookie police officer turned skilled agent. He was ‘one of the best.’ A man of few words and a spine made of steel. Leon S Kennedy. 

And you were surprised to find he seemed to be falling for all of the lies the agents were spreading about you too, given he was staring at you like you were a jigsaw puzzle. 

The meeting was thorough and quick. A general explained that agents were going to be selected for a group that is going to investigate small branches of Umbrella hiding in various parts of the country. Of course, you were vital given you knew how they operated. However, in order to choose who would be best for this elite group, a set of skill tests will take place and everyone will be assessed. The blonde agent that had been sitting at the front, with his melancholic eyes and grave expression, was already a part of the group and would help choose the rest of its members.  

Once the meeting had finished, you were one of the first people out of the room, eager to leave the watchful eyes and agents that seemed to act like immature school students. But you didn’t get far though. 

“Hey, double agent.” Someone called out, poison lacing his voice. 

An unimpressed expression falling across your face, you turned to look over your shoulder and were met with a tall, brute man. Hair the colour of autumn leaves and eyes the colour of the sky. A sly smirk spread across his lips. 

“Do you think they’ll actually choose you for the mission? I mean, come on. It’s obvious you’re just here to screw us over.” He spat.

“I didn’t realise you were keeping tabs on me.” You responded coolly.

“Oh, you bet. And don’t worry,” He said, inches from your face. “I know what your intentions are. And I’ll be making sure you don’t get into this group.”

Your narrowed eyes followed him as he walked off, and you were surprised to see that standing behind him was the blonde agent. Leon glared at the man that had confronted you before his eyes met yours. But before he could say anything, you hastily walked off.

Leon wanted to say something to you. Wish he had. It must have been horrible having everyone look at you as though you were an alien just because of your past. Your first day here and already they all acted as though you were some sort of villain eager to take them down. You kept your composure though. Long, silky hair pulled back into a braid cascading down your back, Leon watched as you turned the corner. 

For the rest of the week, that boy had given you shit every time he saw you. You snapped back but it only seemed to amuse him. And this didn’t slip past Leon. Whenever he saw it, he made sure to make himself known so that the boy would step down and go away. Most days Leon would threaten the boy’s – Jared’s – position in the academy, given he was known for being the academy’s bully. But given Jared’s expertise in weaponry and his strength, the academy wasn’t getting rid of him any time soon. Much to both Leon’s and your dismay. 

The next day, Leon eagerly waited on the field for you to show up to your first assessment. Hand-to-hand combat. Eventually, you showed up. Your hair in the same braid and a stoic look plastered across your face. It seemed you had made a friend; a chipper girl with platinum blonde hair spoke with you as you gathered around Leon and two other commanders. The first commander, an older man with scars painted across his weathered face, was brutal and stern as he explained how the assessment was going to work. Each of you would go up against each other in a fight, and whoever was left standing would go on to the next round. Given your training at your old academy, you weren’t too nervous. Swiftly, you got through the first three rounds, only sustaining a few bruises and red marks here and there. But now you were a finalist, and there was only one last person standing in your way.

The boy with red hair and jarring, bright blue eyes glared back at you with a malicious smile. Something churned in your stomach, more so from anger than fear. Leon’s stomach flipped too as he watched how Jared stared you down. 

“y/l/n. Kingston. Take your places.”

Jared spat a few insults at you to throw you off, but you paid no attention. Once the whistle blew, you were at each other’s necks. He was playing dirty though, and you guessed the commanders wanted to see how you would handle it, because no one said anything or stopped him. He was large and surprisingly fast, his whole demeanour threatening. You had to be quick on your feet and quick with your hands. You swiftly sent roundhouse kicks and elbow strikes his way, only connecting with his jaw once. Once that had happened he crouched down onto the floor, and much to your dismay, dug dirt out with his hands and threw it in your face. Taking his chance, Jared stormed over to you, and grabbing you by the shoulders pulled you down and slammed his knee straight up into your diaphragm. 

The pain was intense. But not as intense as the feeling of not being able to breathe. Stepping back with a gasp you quickly clutched onto your stomach and doubled down, fearful he had broken a rib or two. It took everything in Leon not to step forward and help. Muscles tensing, all he could do was stand back and watch. 

A laugh left Jared’s lips as he circled you like you were prey. 

“Come on. I thought you were tougher than that.” He shoved you back, almost sending you to the floor. The thrumming in your stomach was intense and air still seemed like a luxury you couldn’t afford. He shoved you again before tripping you over. 

“You dumb bitch. Get up so I can beat you some more.”

Leon was close to grabbing Jared himself and breaking his jaw. 

As he stepped forward to kick you, you manoeuvred to trip him in a blink of an eye. Hitting the ground hard, you quickly crawled over and grabbed hold of his shoulders, applying all of your weight onto him to pin him down. It wouldn’t last long, so you had to be quick.  Leaning your head back, your body moved with you as you fiercely swung it forward, cracking the crown of your head down hard onto his nose. A guttural yell and array of curse words left him as you quickly moved away from him. That was it though, you had won all of the rounds. But at what cost? Did you just prove to everyone that you really were some kind of monster? It seemed that way by how they all looked at you now as blood trickled down your forehead.

As you got to your feet, you tried to regain your balance but swayed to the left. Before you had the chance to stumble though, a strong arm encircled your waist and held you up. 

“You did good, y/l/n. Are you alright?” He said, his voice close to your ear. 

Your head snapped over to see the blonde agent holding you up.

“You’re all dismissed. Jared, come with me.” The first commander barked as the second followed.

Ignoring the others, Leon sheepishly let go of you but his eyes remained focused on yours and the blood you began wiping from your head with your sleeve. 

“Yeah, I’m alright.” You replied with a sigh. 

Leon gave a nod, but wasn’t convinced. 

“Come with me, we’ll get you cleaned up.” He said gently. 

As you both walked towards one of the first aid bays, you subtly took him in. His sharp cheekbones and sunken cheeks lent him a serious, almost stoic look, but you couldn’t help but notice the undeniable boyishness to him. From the tousled hair falling into his eyes to the way his body language was almost shy. 

Sitting down on one of the foam beds, you grabbed the kit yourself and unclipped it. Leon watched you, wanting so desperately to help you. Talk to you at least. But you were both two reclusive agents that kept to themselves. He was still willing to try. 

“I’m sorry about that asshole.” He began, leaning against the door frame beside you. 

“Yes, he does seem to have a real problem with me, doesn’t he.” You grabbed the antiseptic and began tipping the liquid onto a cotton ball. “I just wonder if it’s going to get worse now –”

“It won’t.” Leon responded too quickly. Clearing his throat, you looked up at him. His statement almost sounded like a threat. A promise. A smile fell across your lips, prompting a small smile from Leon himself. As you held up the cotton ball to your forehead, Leon realised you were applying it onto the wrong spot.

“Here…let me,” He offered reluctantly. 

It was unlike you to let people help with your injuries, especially strangers, but with the comforting presence he had and the warmth in your chest, you handed the cotton ball to him. 

“Thanks.” You said. 

Sitting down beside you, Leon moved his gloved hand to your face. Resting his finger below your chin, he tilted his head to the side and asked, “Is this ok?”

You nodded in response and he prayed a blush hadn’t crept upon his face. Moving his other hand up to the cut on your forehead, he gingerly dabbed the antiseptic onto the laceration. 

The smell of heady spices and musk filled your nose. Avoiding eye contact, your eyes fell down, and you found yourself looking at his sculpted arms, lines carving out his muscles. He did the same, focusing on the cut rather than on your eyes or else he would lose all train of thought. But it seemed that being this close to you was affecting him anyway.

“You know, I’ve seen you before.” He said, his soft eyes focused on cleaning your cut. 

Your brows furrowed. 

“What do you mean? Where?”

“Back in Raccoon City.” He responded, a glint of pain in his eyes as his mind dragged him back to that horrid night. Raccoon City. It was probably the worst night of your life. 

“You were one of the guards at the Umbrella facility. You weren’t supposed to let anyone in, but you let me in.”

Your mind scurried for that memory, thinking desperately of what he was talking about. Then it dawned on you.

“That was you?” You ask in surprise. 

The young police officer. With his big eyes and soft, hopeful face. Now replaced with a hardened look and eyes that looked like they’d seen too much. 

“Yes,” Leon responded, carefully placing two steristrips across your cut. “I really appreciate what you did that night.”

Something warm spread through your chest, before guilt quickly came.

“I didn’t want to work with them. I promise. They had…something they were using against me.” 

Leon felt your pain and understood. 

"I mean no harm." You finished.

He just wanted to grab your hand.

“I know," Leon said, "and I just want you to know that I don’t see you as a threat.” 

That night, Jared went out to the bar, the alcohol mounting onto his hate he had towards you. Taking a wrong drunken turn down an alleyway, he began cussing you out under his breath for the bandage that sat across his nose. Little did he know that in the dim lighting of the alley way stood the blonde agent, watching him and getting ready to teach him a lesson.

Part 2 -

[mageknight14]

Sometimes I often think about Nagi Usui and how she’s one of the best characters to have come out in the past few years.

-One of her main motivations to get back into the real world is so she can play more of her mobile gacha game.

-She gains an instant crush on someone just because he resembles one of the main characters from said mobile gacha game.

-She’s the only one of her team to actually like the Grilled Alligator meal from SBY BBQ.

-The kanji on her shirt changes for every situation she finds herself in whether it’s for fights or eating.

-Some of her other kanji shirts reference The Art of War, kendo, Buddhist proverbs, JRPG terminology, and chuuni terms, among other things.

-One of sayings on her shirt translates to "Now I'm motivated" when in battle which means that yes, Nagi is a DMC Vergil fan.

-In the Field Walk RPG, Rindo wonders about how the letters of her shirt keep changing and Nagi tells him that she changes her shirts in between fights and food. He then wonders about how he never notices and Nagi tells him that she’s mastered the art of changing them in a millisecond before saying that she’s just joking.

-Is the only one out of the team with a dedicated maid outfit.

-Brags about being a one time Quiz Academy Queen Quizster after going head-to-head with a DRS member over the title and winning over him in the manga category.

-Accidentally intimidates other EleStra fans from approaching her through sheer aura.

-Her English VA based her performance off of Peridot from Steven Universe and Entrapta from She-Ra.

-Said VA also confirmed that Nagi would most definitely be a Sonic fan, with her being a fan of Shadow the Hedgehog in particular.

-Surprisingly, she has the most connections on the Social Network outside of Rindo due to her natural ability to understand people

-Gets into a pissing contest in Another Day with a ojou-sama, metalhead fan over who’s the bigger Takeharu Ishimoto fan

-Owns and is raising at least 10 snakes in Another Day

-Only knows how to cook sunny-side up fried eggs from the box, with the yolks described as 'frozen' and the eggs described as unpleasantly chewy.

-Is insanely competitive at fighting games

-She considers video game arcades to be the perfect date location.

-All of her "gurgly sounds" combined make for more than two minutes straight of audio.

-In Japanese, her personal pronoun is a neetspeak version of a pronoun usually used by sagely old male characters.

-In general, she uses a lot of netslang, including the Japanese equivalent of "kek" basically.

-She's too anxious to use a phone and to work a job that requires her to interact with people regularly such as retail.

-She’s the most bloodthirsty of the Wicked Twisters when it comes to fighting Noise and even lets out an evil laugh when unleashing a Grenade Launcher pin

-She really likes jigsaw puzzles and finds them calming; more specifically, the "1000-piece" type of jigsaw puzzles.

-Even with her eccentricities, she’s one of the most emotionally intelligent and empathetic characters in the series, and is never once treated as off-putting for her interests and actually uses the life lessons she took from EleStra to help out others in need.

-Is more than capable of killing a man with her psychic mind powers.

[synergysilhouette]

Revive this idea, Disney! This could be the next Monster High/Ever After High!

Obviously they have the Disney princess line, but expanding it to more female characters makes it even MORE profitable. Imagine a lot of the original voice actors returning for this! I can't recall if it was just a short or an actual series, but I'd be happy for a high-budget miniseries! NGL, it kinda exists in my Kingdom Hearts headcanon. (BTW the top right pic is from a jigsaw puzzle; it's not actually concept art, but it's titled Disney princess Academy, so I count it!)

[callieshipman]

riding the subway to save the world

like most of us in the fandom, i saw the final season of the umbrella academy, put my head in my hands, and said oh my god. i have to save them. so here is the first chapter of that!

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Five has been through many circles of hell in his lifetime, all of them awful in new and creative ways, but his niece’s sixth birthday party might just be the worst.

It’s not that he doesn’t love Grace. Grace is every bit what Five thinks Diego would have been at six years old, if he had grown up a child and not a weapon. She has her mother’s huge grin, her father’s big dark eyes, and a compulsive need to win every game. She had taken to Five as soon as she could reach out her chubby arms, and it had made Five think that the approval of a cruel old man could never match up to the unconditional adoration of a little girl who looks like his brother.

It’s just, well, kids are loud. And sticky.

He’s handed over his gift already (a jigsaw of an octopus, which feels like a good balance between age appropriate and taking the piss out of Diego), and is dwelling by the ball pit with a drink in his hand, trying to look like he’s enjoying himself. It’s been a long time since they’ve all been together, and his communication with most of them has been sporadic to put it kindly. Without their powers or an apocalypse, the allure of a normal life in the suburbs had been too hard to resist, and it’s hard to pretend to be normal when they’re together.

Mostly, they’ve done well for themselves. Five finds himself particularly, achingly, proud of Klaus, who is closing in on three years of sobriety. Lila’s family seem less than impressed, but then they’ve never liked Diego either. Klaus credits the lack of ghosts in his life, then the presence of Allison and Claire, but Five has still managed to swallow his pride long enough to congratulate him. It wasn’t as sincere as what he wanted to say, which is Ben would be so proud of you, I’m sorry I couldn’t take us back to him, but there’s only so much he’s prepared to say.

read the rest on ao3

[spiralinghours]

I know people really hate Spiral, but I kinda love William for doing the most. He really wanted revenge on dirty cops SO bad that he went out of his way to go into the academy, become a detective, get specifically assigned to Zeke, faked having a family, and had the time to learn to tattoo so he could make a corpse look like his own after faking his own death.

Even painted all those little spirals around town and made a little pig marionette.

And then when Zeke finds him, William’s just chillin’ with some takeout? I love that. He’s so much.

BUT beyond that, I’m fascinated by the fact that he would have been a teen/tween in 2006 when the whole article 8 thing (supposedly as a result of all the Jigsaw stuff) was going on. There’s something there about how I would like to see how the kids that were affected by all of that during that time turned out.

Like if William, who was only peripherally affected by Jigsaw, became an apprentice, then what could have happened to Diana, Corbett, Daniel, and Brent?

[scarymaddy]

Mark Hoffman

Pairing: Mark/female

Content: Fluff

Warnings: No

The gloomy warehouse was lit by a dim light, the room you were in with Mark was cold with a green hue. You were going over the blueprints while Mark was busy perfecting the various traps.

You had been Jigsaw's most recent acquisition, after your test which you passed with flying colors, John saw potential in you, almost the same as Amanda's, after one last test, this time of loyalty, you officially joined his entourage of apprentices.

You sympathized with Amanda, however she was closed to any kind of vulnerability towards you. On the other hand, Mark Hoffman, the corrupt detective who in his spare time spends his free time setting up traps that he will then help decipher with other detectives, was the hardest to talk to.

He didn't talk unless it was necessary or he was in the mood to annoy you. Be that as it may, something magnetic, magical made you feel an attraction to him; a tall, strong, burly, lethal man.

- Are you going to make any changes to the plans, or is your brain not up to it," Hoffman mocked as he took the plans from you. He looked at them for a few moments, studying them carefully. - Certainly not bad..." he muttered, putting down the plans and looking at you.

His expressionless face looked at you, his eyes pierced your nerves, though you hated to admit it, Mark's presence was imposing and he always had a way of intimidating. Normally you always had something witty to say, but for the last few days your brain hasn't been helping, and you feared that it would be.

While Mark made short comments about improvements in the trap you were working on, your eyes wandered from his face to his hands, you looked at his suit, you never saw him with different clothes although he didn't complain, the suits always looked good on him.

-I'm going to trust you understood what I said- he said looking at you, you looked at him nodding and took the plans. - You've been very quiet lately... I'm not complaining, but I'm curious.

-Nothing to worry about, detective," you muttered with a grimace. You rose from your chair with the plans in hand ready to build the trap.

You didn't have much interaction after that, as things seemed to go downhill. After John and Amanda died, you and Mark were the only ones, you didn't know if that was a good thing or not. John's will had left a box to Jill, he gave them five envelopes, with the information of the new participants of the game. We went through it together, as bad as you felt, John and Amanda's death brought you closer together, although at first he tried to get you out of everything to do with Jigsaw, as a way of protecting you...In his own way, rough but with good intentions.

This was where it all started to go wrong, the police were hot on their heels. Mark had been put on trial, but managed to escape, Jill ran to take refuge with the police.

You were with Mark in the warehouse, the TV was on with the news.

-Fuck..." you muttered, looking at the wound on Mark's cheek.

-It doesn't look good.- he laughed reluctantly, his brow was still furrowed, this was the first time you didn't see him without his suit, he was casual, he looked good anyway.

You took a needle and thread, disinfected everything while you looked for a comfortable position to start sewing. Standing was not an option, if you knelt down you would be too far below his cheek, there was simply no comfortable position.

Mark snorted and rolled his eyes.

- Damn it, just sit down," he growled taking your waist and sitting you on one of his legs. You were about to protest but realized you were now at the perfect height to start sewing.

You moved a little to get comfortable and moved closer to his face. -I should tell you that I only took half a year at the medical academy.

-Anyway, it's better than bleeding to death," he murmured, his voice deeper because of the closeness, you tried not to think about it as you put your hands on his cheeks and started sewing.

Unconsciously, he kept his hand on your waist, tightening his grip as you inserted the needle. You mumbled several "I'm sorry" as you finished. You wiped away the blood and looked at your work, it wasn't the best, but it was decent.

You took his hand, it was also injured, probably with several injuries, or worse, broken bones. You were still sitting on his leg, you took a piece of gauze with hydrogen peroxide and cleaned the blood. You grimaced, not knowing quite what to do.

-Just bandage it up, then I'll have it checked," you nodded and took the bandages. You wrapped it carefully while Mark's gaze was fixed on your features.

Now, Mark was not a man for emotions, much less letting them show. Something about you made him feel warm, you were just as irritating as Amanda, but at the same time you were sweet.

He ignored the feelings, hid his appreciation with insults and looks of irritation, but having you like this, with you on his lap, one hand on your waist, made his mind fly. Feeling cared for like this was something he hadn't felt in a long time, not since his sister's death. He closed himself off to all possibility when she was gone, gave himself over to hatred and revenge.

-That's it..." you warned, leaving his hand gently on your knee. -What now?

-I'm going to find Jill," he didn't hesitate, the aggression in his voice almost palpable. You looked at him, trying to decipher it.

Mark looked back at you, his eyes lost in yours, against his will, he lowered his eyes to your nose, to your cheeks, to your lips. He swallowed hard, you felt his hand come down to your hip with a slight pressure, heard his breathing subtly quicken.

-I want you to stay away...from this," he murmured, you came to and looked at him confused. -Stay home, forget about this...At least until I sort this out.

-Mark, I'm not going.

You tried to refute but Mark abruptly interrupted you.

-No arguments. You'll do as I say and that's it.

And again, Mark's superiority shut you up and you nodded biting your lip. He lowered his gaze and resisted.

- Good girl," he murmured, patting your hip.

Yes, the nickname and his action thrilled you, but you were still upset with him for pushing you away.

You did as he asked, you stayed home, it didn't last long. Jill had turned you in to the police, ratting you out as Mark's main accomplice. And since he was in hiding, it was easy for the police to find you.

Now you were in an interrogation room, however, you never said a word, but your ability to annoy everyone and your loose tongue got you several beatings.

Mark noticed your disappearance, and when you appeared on TV, he knew who had ratted you out. He didn't wait any longer, as good as he was at making plans on the spur of the moment. He was at the police station, lashing out left and right. Anger blinded his mind, he didn't care if they were innocent or not, anyone who got in the way was an easy target.

When he found Jill, he vented all his anger at her. Betraying him was one thing, but messing with you drove him crazy. It let him know that he shouldn't have messed with him, let alone you.

He had killed half the precinct just to get to you, when he found your cell he shot the lock, the noise startled you and you csminaste towards the cell door.

-Mark..." you whispered, he looked at you, your eye was black and the corner of your lip was hurt. He clenched his jaw feeling the anger come back to him. The bad thing about killing them all, he could only do it once.

He grabbed your wrist and pulled you out of the cell, he decided to ignore your blows, now you had to get out of there. As you walked through the police station, you passed a room, you thought you recognized Jill, you didn't know it, her whole face was disfigured, but from the trap she had on her head, and the blonde locks, you knew it was her. You opened your eyes in fright but didn't stop.

You and Mark went back to the warehouse, he burned all his cards. He turned to you and looked at you.

—Are you okay?-He was referring to your bruises, you touched your cheekbone and nodded.

-Yeah...not too bad...what are we going to do?

Mark looked at the bag next to him, it was full of money, it wasn't in his plans to take you with him but seeing you like this, he knew he wanted and had to protect you, you were probably the only good thing that would never happen to him again. He thought for several seconds, he wasn't insecure, but he didn't know if you wanted that too, or if you wanted him.

He looked at you, walked towards you, looked down to see you, his hand touched yours on your cheekbone and murmured.

-I want to take you with me," you opened your mouth to answer but nothing came out so you closed it thinking about what to say. -I can give you anything you want, I have money, we can go anywhere you want. Tell me what you want and I will do it.

-Is this some kind of statement or something?" you asked with a smirk. Mark looked at you seriously and then let out a little chuckle.

- Yeah, you could say that," you smiled at him, fiddling with your fingers nervously as your eyes wandered.

-"Well...If you're going to keep me then I accept." You joked, Mark smiled and took your hand, he brought it to his lips and left a soft kiss on the back of your hand.

-It is a promise.

[raurquiz]

#Happybirthday @CallumKRennie #callumkeithrennie #actor #captainraynar #StarTrekDiscovery #DueSouth #BattlestarGalactica #Californication #Shattered #TheFirm #Longmire #JessicaJones #Impulse #Timecop #Unforgettable #eXistenZ #Memento #Jigsaw #theumbrellaacademy #startrek58

[rottenlaertes]

Get to know me meme

tagged by @ralphlanyon 😊 thank you!

do you make your bed? yes, out of habit - i used to live in studio apartments and need a neat space in order to concentrate

what’s your favourite number? 4

what is your job? public servant

if you could go back to school would you? to the university - hell yes, loved it there; the academy i went to for my current job - nah; school? - hell no, i still have nightmares

can you parallel park? out of necessity xD

a job you had that would surprise people? i did lots of internships after school, like in a studio specialized on restoring 8mm video tapes (loved it!)

do you think aliens are real? probably in a way we don’t expect a life form to be, like a blob lol

can you drive a manual car? driving one, never owned an automatic

what’s your guilty pleasure? hm, making a challenge out of everything? lol

tattoos? never got around to get one

favourite colour? all hues of blue and green

favourite type of music? instrumental soundtracks

do you like puzzles? love puzzles! (unless it’s jigsaw puzzles)

any phobias? this may sound very specific but being stuck in a narrow tube or tunnel

favourite childhood sport? table tennis

do you talk to yourself? i talk to my cat, a lot, does it count?

what movie(s) do you adore? rocky horror picture show with tim curry; monty python movies; tim burton’s batman

coffee or tea? sorry, nope, can’t live without either!

first thing you wanted to be growing up? archeologist (still daydream about it sometimes lol)

low pressure tagging (i’m sure you guys have been tagged like 10 times already 😅) @spudodell @telltaleangelina @renaultphile @carrotcakecrumble @eclare1000

[ollyollyaxe]

okay, so, hoffrigg, right? but like Super slowburn.

they meet in the academy, and mark is Immediately down-bad, but rigg still thinks he's straight, so when they Do inevitably hook-up, rigg has the whole 'holy shit am I gay??' crisis (bc it's the early 90's) and hoffman (who is Also likely deep in the closet) is like 'nah man, it's not gay if we don't kiss' but they end up consistently fooling around for Years, up until rigg meets his wife. hoffman would pretend to be happy for him, but still tries to initiate shit between them -even though he Knows rigg is in a relationship and was probably a groomsman at his wedding- and rigg finds it harder and harder to say no (especially after hoffman starts getting Very touchy-feely at work, wearing increasingly tight clothes to try and catch rigg's eye, generally tempting him) until he Finally snaps and either tells hoffman off Or fucks him nasty (or both??) but Now there's Drama™️ bc Rigg is Married but just had sex with his best friend, who is also a man; cue gay-panic drama for rigg and terrible slutty homewrecking for hoffman, who ends up making a whole damn jigsaw game so he can get his man back 🖤 (yes this is a setup for an apprentice Rigg au)

[felixravinstills]

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Thanks, Bel! I love that you love Marius! I love him too!

🎹 - Do they have any hobbies?

I think he likes running. I don't think he'd go for runs/jogs in public though. He'd be potentially vulnerable, but maybe he's got a treadmill. (He'd like going on jogs though)

I imagine in the Academy/University he might have played soccer/football for fun. In my head, he also does jigsaw puzzles with Gnaeus or by himself.

❤️ - What is one of your OC’s best memories?

I think it would be something like his brothers and him tackling each other during some sort of game (perhaps, with Gnaeus' sister Lucretia too), and then they end up laughing in a big dogpile.

I also have vague visions of his eldest brother, Junius, ruffling his hair when he was younger. I think Marius, Junius, and Tullius were all energetic young boys, but Tullius had the habit of being rougher with a slightly meaner streak. Marius remembers them both fondly, but Junius was the brother he looked up to the most!

it, uh, probably doesn't help Marius' self-esteem that Junius was slated to be the Ravinstill heir after their father being the eldest child of an eldest child

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

I kind of love his whole miserable deal, but I'm trying to come up with something actually good that I like about him and not his misery.

I like that he's not afraid to look at and acknowledge his weaknesses. Unfortunately, the downside is he takes that to the extreme, but when I compare him to Felix, who in my head gets more defensive when people bring up his flaws, then it's refreshing in it's own way!

[oicuperp]

Peter Strahm: Mage of Light - A classpect analysis

Mage - one who understands their aspect or understands through their aspect Light - light, knowledge, fortune Mage of Light - one who understands light, knowledge or fortune; or understands through light, knowledge or fortune

Starting with a more literal interpretation of the Light aspect, light represents order, and is said to conquer darkness and chaos. This could be associated to the justice the FBI tries to bring Jigsaw to, in this case

A Mage of Light has a really good understanding of how light, knowledge or fortune works. As an FBI agent, Strahm needs a deep understanding of the information he is given in order to ... well ... do his job. The Mage class understands his aspect since a very early age, which could be connected to how he was top of the class (and was probably also top of the class even before the academy)

He KNOWS how to handle knowledge and it can be seen throughout saw 4 and 5. His first appearance was quickly figuring out that there HAD to be a second apprentice. When he entered a room following Rigg's trail of games he immediatly knew what the trap was about and what Rigg was supposed to do, to see what Jigsaw sees and feel what Jigsaw feels, just by seeing the aftermath of it

Mages know both the positive and negative sides of their aspect. He uses his understanding of knowledge to advance in his investigations, but also knows quite well what too much of it can do to someone. This can be seen when Billy explodes in Perez's face, letting both of them know that if they keep getting closer, if they keep gaining knowledge of the ongoing murders and try to stop Jigsaw, they will be next

The most interesting part of Mages, in my opinion, is how they begin to lose their aspect and ends up negatively affected by it. After surviving the Water Cube Trap due to fortune (the pen being the only thing in his pocket) and knowledge (knowing how to give himself a DIY tracheotomy), he continues investigating on his own, suspecting Hoffman after Perez said his name. Of course, he continues to gain more and more knowledge about Jigsaw's real identity while going to the different places where traps had taken place, but he doesn't have the knowledge of Hoffman framing him for all the murders so, while he gains knowledge from one part, he loses it from the other due to his obsession and stubborness

Entering the Glass Coffin room was the breaking point. His thirst for knowledge leads him to lose it, not listening to the entire tape and therefore not having the knowledge that he could've survived by entering the coffin. After losing this knowledge, he's almost doomed but, what definitely makes him lose all fortune is locking Hoffman in the coffin

That's it teehee :3

[stupendouspizzacomputer]

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