#of course none of this is really canon it's just for funsies!

[linka-from-captain-planet]

WIP I'll Probably Never Finish Wednesday

sometime in October, I posted a list of kinktober concepts I'd write if my brain weren't soup. I picked at a couple here and there, but none really went anywhere except "Neve and Rana once got sex pollened while working a case together and that's why they act so weird about each other." I wrote the fun part (the lead-up and Neve in full ಠ_ಠ dying mad mode over her lack of control over the situation) and don't feel like writing the boring part (actually banging) or adapting it to suit canon better (re: Brom and such; I wrote most of this pre-release) but I had fun writing it, so I'm posting what I have for funsies

Fun fact: one of Neve's codex entries about the wisps mentions they avoid her notes on "the Opal Rose case" for an unknown reason and I thought that sounded juicy, so I stole it for this fic

Somehow this managed to be a rambling and barely edited 2800 words and I would issue a warning about dubious consent because of the nature of the trope and Neve finding the arousal variably unwelcome, but there is no sex below the cut

The Opal Rose. Western fringe between Docktown and the lower market district. Well past midnight.

The reputation is good enough—but also bad enough that the rumors already seemed credible even before she began her investigation and found a few people willing to speak up. 

Unusually urgent arousal. Erratic behavior. Reckless spending, of course, in desperation to scratch the itch. Someone—something—has Docktown bewitched, and Neve is no prude, but who or whatever is taking advantage of her neighbors won’t get away with it.

Of course, she’s too well-recognized as a gumshoe to simply waltz in the front door; she wouldn’t make it past the bar before the perp wiped all the evidence. Fortunately, it wasn’t hard to track down a disgruntled former employee, who was more than happy to lead them to the back entrance of a back entrance in exchange for a little coin. 

Them, being herself and Templar Rana Savas.

She doesn’t quite buy that this place is harboring a desire demon, as the most dramatic version of the rumor holds… but she doesn’t quite not buy it, and in that case, it’d be risky for anyone to try and face it alone, let alone a mage. She needed backup, someone she could trust—and specifically, someone she could trust possessed enough self-control to resist enthrallment. 

Tightly wound as she is, as contained and orderly as her pristine braid, Rana fit the bill.

Rana left her heavy Templar plate in the barracks and instead donned her lighter—quieter—leather set; fortunately so, as the back passage of this place is so tight that her well-built shoulders already nearly scrape the walls, and she has to hold onto her sword to keep it from bouncing off her shapely ass and clattering against—

Neve stops short, abruptly aware of a sweet, heady humidity and an unnatural warmth wafting down the corridor.

Magic.

Suddenly close enough for Neve to smell the beeswax and mint of her lip balm, Rana leans in and whispers, “What’s wrong?” In the low red lamplight, the full apples of her cheeks are dusted in a far-too-pretty faux flush, and her lips look plump and rosy, as if freshly bitten and sucked by an eager lover.

Tearing herself away, Neve signals for Rana to be quiet so she can re-focus. With each step she guides them closer to the other end, the hallway only grows warmer and the air within it, more charged.

And, with each step, a small shock reverberates up Neve’s legs and settles between them, setting her lightly abuzz and her teeth on edge.

There have been few times in her life when Neve really resented being a mage, but she’ll surely chalk this up as one before it’s all over. Being attuned to the subtle thrum of magic in the air means she can feel it thrumming, all too well, while Rana remains oblivious and collected just an arm’s length away.

If there’s any luck left in her, they’ll finish soon. 

With the investigation. With luck, they’ll be finished soon, with the investigation.

Teeth grit, Neve continues to lead them forward. It’s hardly a minute before they come to a triple-padlocked door, but by the time they reach it, Neve is almost panting and definitely sweating underneath her ascot and coat.

Whatever this is, whatever’s doing this to her—it’s behind that door.

She nods at Rana, who in turn touches her gently on the waist—despite herself, Neve’s skin screams for the contact even through her thick layers—and guides her aside. She listens through the door for a few moments, then fishes a Templar skeleton key from her pocket. Enchanted to open any lock in Minrathous so long as it’s pursuant to orders, it makes quick work of it.

Rana then wraps one long-fingered, dextrous hand around the doorhandle, and the other around the hilt of her sword; her strong shoulder, she braces against the door, preparing to break through if need be. Neve blinks and readies her staff as well as she can with shaking fingers. But when the door swings in, the hardly-more-than-a-closet room is empty save for a workbench laden with jars, boxes, scales, and distillery equipment.

Alchemy, then.

“Love potions” may be the stuff of fairytale, but aphrodisiacs? Feel-good stuff that keeps the hips pumping and the inhibitions lowered far longer than the flesh—and purse—would ordinarily permit? Certainly not unheard of, and needless to say, an illegal use of magic. Neve knows no such brew offhand, but a handy sheet of paper pinned to the wall illuminates the simplicity of the scheme: the active ingredient is some kind of pollen that can be distilled into a spray. Spritz a bit into a room before the client enters, and it’s practically money in a bottle.

Neve would have preferred the demon. Now they’ll have to track down the suppliers, too.

At least they’ll probably be done here soon, and she’ll be able to abscond to her apartment and, well, blow off some steam.

Sighing, Neve steels her nerves and begins to look for a ledger while Rana barricades the door behind them.

The small room is stuffy and over-warm, far worse than the hallway with its proximity to the cookstation and lack of airflow. Dried bits of caked-on gunk on the workbench reveal the cook to be an amateur or at least a slob, and Neve internally curses their clumsy hand. Within minutes, her clothing comes to feel far too heavy and her skin, far too tight; she longs desperately to shed at least her outer layer and accessories, but she has more than a hunch that if she were to start to undress, it’d be difficult to stop at just one layer.

She resents Rana's freedom from the effect again; finished with the door, she joins Neve at the bench completely unawares, yet her close presence makes the effect even more pronounced. She reaches to examine the supplies, and Neve shivers and curses under her breath as a crystal-clear image of those sword-callused but meticulously-manicured hands gliding over her slick skin flashes across her mind’s eye.

It’s not—entirely new. It’s not that Rana isn’t attractive and Neve has never idly entertained the thought of them, well. But—she shakes her head, turning away, but catches another glimpse of Rana in the reflection of a glass flask, and her whole body shudders—there’s a big difference between checking someone out from time to time, and imagining one of their strong hands holding her down—she’d play at resisting, of course, but Rana is simply so much stronger—while the other—

As if on cue, Rana pulls a fist-sized drawstring pouch from a small chest and rolls it between her hands, hefting its fullness curiously before slipping two fingers into its tight velvet opening, stretching it wide open and—

Far too late, the alchemical symbol for volatile stamped all over the pouch registers through the haze in Neve’s mind. She doesn’t even have time to cover her mouth and nose before Rana, recoiling from the puff of fine pollen that surges out of the pouch and hits her in the face, drops it onto the bench with an ominous thunk and a white-hot, shimmering cloud overtakes the small room.

The wash of it is so intense that Neve reflexively touches her eyebrows and lashes to make sure they hadn’t been burnt off; to her relief, they’re intact, as is her skin even though it feels like it’s prickling with heat like a sunburn. 

But the heat is internal, and Neve swiftly realizes that she’s flushing intensely, and then the effects she’d already been bothered by slam over her like a wave: her skin tingles, her stomach flutters, her skin blooms over with sweat, her heart races…

And a pang of desire hits her like a brick to the gut, so hard it staggers her. 

She scrambles to catch the edge of the workbench to keep from crumpling to the floor, but a jittering hand grabs her by the elbow and steadies her first. Even through layers of leather and silk, the touch is searing; and even though it’s hardly an erogenous zone, the sheer pleasure of being touched at all when she needs so badly makes a humiliating squeak of a moan tumble through her lips before Neve can clap a hand over her mouth and stifle it.

Rana snatches her own hand back like she’d been bitten, the pupils of her wide eyes dilating so fast that they turn her cool green irises nearly black. She may not be brushed up on her alchemical symbols, but she at least seems to understand what she’s done; despite her deep flush—real this time, not a trick of light—she looks absolutely ashen, and scrambles away into the corner farthest as possible from Neve to hastily blow her nose into her sleeve and spit on the floor. 

That’s how Neve knows this job has really, truly gone shit-sideways. In anything even close to resembling her right mind, Templar Rana Savas would absolutely never. 

“It’s well into your system already, I’m afraid,” Neve warns through grit teeth, her grip on the bench white-knuckled. Nothing she’d gleaned from perusing the documentation strewn about indicates this stuff is harmful—nor would it make sense to maim the clientele, anyway—but, in its concentrated and unprocessed state… this experience is guaranteed to be unpleasant, to put it delicately, but precisely how or how much remains to be seen.

“Well, what else can we do?” Rana snaps over her shoulder, and Neve shudders as one explicit, tantalizing answer flashes across her mind immediately.

She should not entertain the thought—will only make it worse, surely—but. Standing just beyond her reach, Rana’s breathing is labored, rushing in and out of Neve’s ears just as it does her lungs, stretching her stiff leather jacket tight across her fit back. Neve can imagine the moment when even this trivial restriction becomes overwhelming, and could hardly blame Rana for clawing at it, her deft fingers working feverishly to free herself. Neve can’t actually see them with Rana’s back turned, but she can imagine them, and in turn, her cunt clenches so hard around nothing—empty, excruciating nothing—that it honest-to-the-Maker hurts.

It properly knocks the wind out of her, and for that Neve’s actually grateful, because it keeps her from even the remote possibility of opening her mouth to suggest…

Distress and arousal alike flood her system, raising her heart rate to a sickly, shallow race and filling her mind with static. With her every nerve peeled raw and her every sense aflame, Neve couldn’t miss the discontent rumble from the other side of the room, despite Rana’s apparent attempt to shrink enough to disappear. Neve risks the glance, and finds Rana nearly doubled-over, arms wrapped tightly around herself, her red face pressed against the cool block walls. Her attempts to cool off by removing her jacket, obviously, failed; she’s already sweated through her linen undershirt such that it clings to the muscles underneath and Neve can watch them roll, one by one, with her every breath and fidget.

Unable to bear it any longer—and besides, Rana started it (both, this mess—why did she have to fondle the damn bag!—and the undressing)—Neve finally lets herself whip off her fascinator, ascot, and leather gauntlets. Her overcoat, she wrenches open with such clumsy urgency that one of its studded buttons pops off and plinks across the floor, a tiny tinny sound that may as well have been a gaatlok explosion to her harried senses.

Rana’s nerves must be fried, too, or at least this situation hasn’t dampened her usual level of vigilance; she turns around briskly at the clatter, hand hovering over her sword, in just enough time to watch Neve also yank open her high collar and top buttons, exposing the slick column of her throat, the notch of her collarbone, and the hint of the swell of her breasts clinging to the plane of her chest.

Her stare is so intense that Neve can feel it needling her skin like a tattoo, following the exact path of a drop of sweat that meanders down from her throat to the underside of her breast with a hawk’s focus. Rana’s full lips lull open, panting; and then she grimaces, and her legs seem to tremble with the effort of holding herself up, or… perhaps. Back. 

It’s enough of a foothold for Neve’s overwhelming need to seize control, overriding her better judgment and shattering the remainder of her hope that she may escape this excursion with her dignity intact.

“Rana,” she breathes cautiously, her voice so thick with desire that she hardly recognizes herself. Perhaps that’s for the better. “We—,” she starts, and grimaces through another painful throb, this one even more urgent than the last, “—I think we can make this more… bearable.” 

“You can reverse it?” Rana asks, through great effort tearing her gaze off Neve’s tits to look her in the eye, her voice raspy but hopeful. She looks on the verge of collapse, leaning heavily into the wall. Fidgeting, seemingly desperate to do anything with her hands but what her own addled mind is undoubtedly suggesting, she pushes her sleeves up to the elbow, rubbing absently at her own skin. From the heat, or perhaps from how hard she’d been clutching them, the muscles and veins or her hands and forearms all have popped under her skin, glowing with a light dew of sweat.

After an embarrassingly long pause, during which Neve realizes she’d been leering—and salivating—rather than answering, Neve manages to reply, “No. Sorry.” 

Rana groans, and it’s no different than her usual complaining, but it sounds so good that Neve fears she might actually be going insane. Rushing ahead of her self-consciousness, she continues, “But, I think if we… It might be over with faster, if we… got it out of our systems.”

The roundabout suggestion isn’t lost on Rana; her jaw drops, scandalized, and crosses her arms defensively. “If we—I’m working!” 

As grave and humiliating as the overall situation feels, Neve can’t help but chuckle and, half-horrified to have said it before she’s even finished saying it, teases, “Oh, and you never think about throwing me up against a wall whenever we work together?”

Quick as a whip, Rana retorts, “Sure, Neve, and you spend half the time investigating my ass because you like my pants.”

Judging by the way her eyes widen in disbelief and her ears turn fully red, the quip slipped past her self-control just like Neve’s did hers. In any ordinary circumstance, Neve would be mortified—maybe she slightly undersold ‘checking someone out from time to time’ mentally, but surely she’s not that careless!—but in this bizarre one, she finds the callout… thrilling. 

[What would have happened next: 

Having accidentally acknowledged that they ordinarily are attracted to each other, the energy shifts slightly. 

A pang of arousal staggers Rana, and this time Neve catches her. The contact gives them both such relief + a feeling of light euphoria that becomes clear Neve was right, and that it’s the way to stop the agony.

Rana tries to rationalize everything like “they can still be professional after�� and blah blah but Neve pushes her against the wall and kisses her to cut her off (classic)

They finger or grind or whatever

As soon as they’re both done, they feel weird about it but Neve can’t quite find it in her to regret it

They agree to pretend it never happened even though it's clear neither of them are quite satisfied with that conclusion (pro move) 

Back in her apartment, Neve can’t help but write up some notes on “the Opal Rose case” in her journal but tells herself it’s just any other case and pretends she doesn’t feel Some Type of Way about it]

[hiding-in-the-vault]

:3

What if c!Staged Duo and c!Clingy Duo are shoved into a world of superheroes, vigilantes, and villains?

Like, an average superpower world.

But, the powers are very... Lackluster, I suppose is the word?

And the villains run a lot of things in that world.

I'm not saying there aren't professional superheroes, but due to one thing or another, they aren't...

Doing very well in general.

So more vigilantes fight the villains than superheroes.

And, of course, most of them aren't very good at it from lack of training and such.

Also, the villains got to be in charge due to advanced equipment to help their powers that they got ahold of some way or another.

Maybe through stealing it, inventing it, or other things.

So, the four of them are shoved into this world, preferably with all their equipment to make it more interesting.

If you were to put them in a position in this world, what would it be?

Citizens, Heroes, Vigilantes, or Villains?

And, to make it more interesting, because I know half of them at least you'll put into the Villains category, let's take that one away, too. :)

(Like, give me your first thoughts on their positions, and then tell me what they'd be in if Villains were taken off the table. :3)

Ohh fun. I shall play along.

You right, I have not publicly engaged in any isekai/superhero au stuff before, but I've at least read a few fics in those genres that I've enjoyed.

But anyway.

Hmmmm I think it largely depends their motives for ... doing pretty much anything here.

I think at the end of the day, none of these guys are from this world, therefore they won't care about it.

They'd rather get home. I could see stagedduo making it their goal to find a way to get back to their own world. If the villains have far more power and influence, then might as well get in good with them and see what they can learn.

If they were stuck here, or decided they didn't want to return home, I would peg them both as vigilantes in order to avoid being constrained by either group's rules. Since the heroes are doing so poorly, Dream will probably think they're idiots. Meanwhile, he would have no interested in robbing banks or doing any Typical villain things. I think Punz would be more willing to go full villain route actually, because he's more likely to be motivated by simple money and influence. Though ultimately, he'd probably follow along with Dream's plan, whatever that may be.

As for clingyduo- for them, When in canon that they get sent here determines my thoughts on it. If it's earlier on, before Tommy really latches onto the hero complex, I could easily see them both goofing around and acting more like villains for funsies. I don't expect they would treat this world and its problems seriously. They'd have fun with it, make costumes, make up evil speeches and catchphrases, treat it like gta, whatever. If it's later on, when they're both a little more Traumatized-- Tommy could go straight for the heroes, just because it seems like The Thing To Do, but I don't really see Tubbo doing the same, ngl. If he were on his own, I'd put Tubbo down as a vigilante for the same reason as stagedduo- less politics involved, and more freedom. Maybe he'd get dragged along to the heroes and then decide it's lame lol

eehhh reading back, this could've been a little more organized to follow your request, but I guess I technically answered both parts. in a sense ;'p

[desultory-novice]

Question for funsies:

If you had to pick "top 10 Kirby characters that deserve a hug", which 10 would you pick?

I feel the point of a Top 10 list is to MAKE you narrow down your choices and that changing the rules is a cheat but I quickly found while writing I had divided this list into "deserves" a hug and "NEEDS" a hug. So you get two lists. Plus a bonus 3rd one.

None are in any particular order.

[Top 10 Kirby Characters Who Deserve A Hug]

Bandanna Waddle Dee Bandanna Waddle Dee always works so hard: studying, training, doing his best to both keep up with Dream Land's more bombastic residents and be representative of the Waddle Dees at the same time! That's a lot and yet, somehow Waddle Dee manages it!

Sillydillo Okay, well, not so much a hug but a pat on the head? The artistic armadillo needs acknowledgement either way. No one understands you, Sillydillo, and it's hard to say if you understand anyone/anything yourself, but I've never seen someone so enthusiastic about Doing Their Best! Shine on, you crazy diamond! Keep dancing to the beat only you can hear! You're perfect just as is!

Prince Fluff You did it! You got the magic yarn! This little prince has never been anything but flawless. Always generous and understanding with Kirby, even when Kirby has no idea how things work in yarn world. Plus like, he or an ancestor may have some kind of wild planet-saving backstory according to those cave paintings, so yes, Prince Fluff definitely deserves a hug for all that!

Adeleine It doesn't really matter if Adeleine has a traumatic backstory related to the destruction of Earth or not. The simple fact is, she canonically has ONE hit point and yet she's always ready to use it coming to the aid of her friends. Do you ever think she gets tired of painting food and refrigerators? Does she complain? No! She's just that sweet.

Gooey Gooey, you may not know what you have done to deserve a hug but you deserve a hug nonetheless. You're a wonderful gooey little miracle. You taught us that even the epitome of darkness and negativity is not incapable of becoming a friend. Good Gooey!

Rick I often consider Rick to be the leader/papa of the Animal Friends, and for staying devotedly by Kirby's side, helping him out whenever there is need (and as a married man, too!) Rick absolutely deserves a hug. He's been nothing but good and wholesome for over 25 years! (Ignore the gag manga.) I've said this before and I will say this again but Meta Knight as Kirby's dad? King Dedede as Kirby's dad? ...If that's your preference, but for me, it will always be hamster dad.

Susie I know people are going to argue forever about that Star Allies blurb and whether it's translated correctly or not or whether an alternate translation absolves her of her sins etc but sometimes, to deserve a hug, you just need to have survived a really goddawful time. And that's what earns Susie a place on my "C'mere!" list. She probably deserves a blanket and a warm cup of cocoa too.

King Dedede Not to be outdone by his own Waddle Dees, King Dedede has been working hard almost from the very beginning. Sure, he falls off the wagon sometimes, but when the chips are down, he's always trying to find some way (flawed or not) to make things right. Lazing around?! Never! He's recovering from his heroic sacrifice! Come on and get a hug, big guy! I hope it helps you feel like a hero!

Magolor ...He's going to say he doesn't and even after you deliver the hug, he'll probably playfully question your sanity and try to move the conversation on to getting you and all your friends a Merry Magoland season pass, but inside? He's wibbling like a small animal you rescued from the rain. He knows what he did, the good and the bad, and SOMETHING in him hopes... he really might just deserve this.

Kirby How could Kirby not deserve a hug?! Of course I'd hug Kirby!!

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[Top 10 Kirby Characters Who NEED A Hug]

Taranza I don't like to woobify Taranza as much as others do. If you dig right down into it, he was basically Queen Sectonia's assassin, irregardless of his turning on her. The reason why Susie is on the "deserves" list and Taranza is on the "needs" list is honestly due to a bunch of what I see as subtle differences with the ways they're processing their own trauma and their responses after the fact.

Pres. Haltmann ...Not because he has particularly done anything to deserve it in recent memory ("memory" being the key word, hint hint) but because little Susie's disappearance was clearly the last time he ever got one. And that's a long time to go without a hug. I think I've mentioned this before, but you can sort of see in the way he laughs during his fight that he was probably a REALLY loving dad. I can't help but feel sorry for everything that happened to him. ...But also, if you're into petty vengeance, you could also do your best to crumple his fancy pressed suit while you're giving him that hug! ^_-

Dark Matter Poor Dark Matter has no friends and no idea how to even ask for them. Dark Matter invaded a whole planet because they were jealous that they couldn't have the fun everyone down on the surface was. (Zero probably forced them to do it also but...) And the result of this invasion was to be destroyed without ever experiencing joy or friendship. Depending on how you read DL3, their story only got worse from their! Dark Matter CLEARLY needs a hug!

Elfilin Quite possibly Elfy deserves a hug as well, but more than anything, he NEEDs a hug. Did you see how traumatized the poor dear was by the end of final fight? It's going to be okay, Elfy... The bonus of hugging Elfilin is that, post-game, you're sort of giving Elfilis a hug too only a) Eliflis won't try to kill you or melt your brain while you do it and b) it might actually have meaning for them now and even contribution to the act of untangling centuries(?) of abuse.

Queen of the Fairies She may be clumsy and scatterbrained but you know what? I think she did the best she possibly could. Even panicking, she sent the right fairy for the job! Given that she was soon after possessed by Zero 2 (...i-in her butt? Y-you know what, let's not go there...) she could probably, no, DEFINITELY use a hug after that.

Whispy Woods Has anyone ever asked what Whispy Woods wants?! No! In the RtDL Novel, Whispy didn't even attack because people were NICE to him! Instead of jumping into battle whenever the old arbor wakes up, maybe you ought to try singing it a lullaby? Put a soft blanket around its roots? Water it with a glass of warm milk?! Poor tree gets no love...

Shadow Kirby Shadow Kirby's record of good deeds versus causing trouble is kinda in the gray zone right now (haha, get it...?) so I can't say in good faith that they necessarily deserve a hug, but it's pretty clear the Mirror Dimension is a messy place. Who knows how much things have improved since they took over as hero(?!) I still think that they ought to have a hug just because of the whole Amazing Mirror fiasco.

Marx In storybook canon, Kirby hugging Marx surprised Marx so bad he fell off his ball!! That shows me that Marx has clearly not been hugged enough, and though the mischievous jester has done nothing to deserve it (Nothing! Not EVEN once!) I can't help but think Kirby's got the right idea here! Show the clown some love. If nothing else, it is effective in stopping his pranks for a time!

Zan Partizanne Franny and Berge seem to have always had each other to confide in, but Zan seems like the type to keep her feelings to herself. Even if Hyness WAS in a place to listen (he most definitely wasn't) she would probably consider it sacrilege to burden him with HER concerns! She's better now, as canon has informed us, but that doesn't mean she doesn't need a little something for all the years she had to bear up with the guilt and doubt and fear of her Jamba fellows...

Void Yes! Hug Void! Fill Void with positivity! Help teach Void love and hugs and naps and food and friendship! Bonus: it will save the planet!

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Characters I Would Definitely Not Hug

Zero ...I just don't think it's gonna work out, folks? Also...gooshy...

Fecto Forgo ...Haha...that's a "group hug" you don't walk away from...

Galacta ...Possibly deserves it but I am 100% sure they would give me the "Star Dream" treatment before I got close enough to try.

Morpho ...Kumazaki vaguely implied during that Nintendo Dream interview touching Morpho means losing your soul so, uh, pass!

Kracko ...Cause of Death: electrocution. (Also, Kracko is a JERK!)

Mistleteinn (Master Crown) ...It's a hug that'll last you ~forever~

[softpine]

Hi Brandi! I absolutely adore your Until Dawn edit. I just wanted to ask if it's meaningful that Finn has a relationship with Austin? Does he also have abilities like Asa and Jada? And why is it shown that he has none with Stevie and she has none with him? Unlike the others, she actually knows about his existence, plus they're actually talked! (Kind of.)

Basically, my question is if any of this is actually relevant to your story, or if it's just for the purpose of the edit. (I know it's probably spoilers, so if all you can respond with is silence, that's fine! I just like pointing things out, lmao.)

Anyway that edit is fucking amazing and I will forever be in awe of your skills. I hope you have a great day! (and that your new rubber plant does well!)

oh you know what, i mean to write this in the tags but forgot!! pretty much all of the baseline stats can also apply to the real frozen pines story, except for finn's relationship stats. if you'll notice, he's the only one who doesn't have the white lines to indicate a baseline – because he's the only one who didn't know the rest of the group before this very night. so all of his stats are only for the purpose of the AU. he has a strong relationship with asa because he's the only one who actually talks to him and isn't scared of him. he has a small relationship with jada, alisa, and austin, because those are the people he interacted with long enough to save their lives (possibly). so that's just for the AU!

if we were to see finn's stats in the canon story they would probably look like this:

red with jada not because he dislikes her, but because he can hardly stand to look at her without the guilt of killing her mom eating him alive. red with matt because he broke stevie's heart 😔 he's never communicated with elaine, austin, matt, or alisa, so those are just based on vibes and how close they are to asa (though he's been gone so long he hasn't even seen alisa & doesn't know stevie and matt broke up, but this is just for funsies). as for the personality stats, if we consider the white baseline to be where finn was at when he died: i think asa has made finn a more honest and charitable person because he doesn't have to keep his guard up all the time. and of course he's more romantic :P he's less curious because he really doesn't want to know anything about his own death or about his parallel lives, no matter how interested asa is in both topics.

[bingsucks]

im really tired so probably none if this is canon compliant but hhh Community characters and what pets they would have

Jeff: A big dog, maybe a rottweiler or any kind of mastiff. defo will use the dog to win women over emotionally. he considered buying it clothes so they could match (double the women points) but he thinks that's corny, so he just got the dog a raincoat and called it a day. for the name i'm thinking something too human sounding like "Hank" or "Brenda"

Britta: we already knows she has one-eyed cats, but why not some three-legged dogs? a lil bird missing a wing?? she's gotta name them super stereotypical names like "mittens" "beef soup" "fartshitter the squeakquel " you get the gist

Abed: betta fish. he doesn't trust himself to take of something bigger and frankly likes how quiet fish (not the filters. fuck the filters are so loud) are. they're (almost) all named after movie characters, and even though they're basically indistinguishable Abed always knows which is which. there are actually two named nemo, one after the Disney character and one after Point Nemo which is the furthest place from land on earth.

Annie: Annie seems like the type to get a ferret on a whim because they're cute (after doing extensive research of course to make sure she has enough space and the means to take care of it), and then continue to love the little guy after it fucks over her sleep schedule and makes her room smell like rotting shit. she also likes to hold the top in one hand and the bottom in the other and then wiggle it around (but not often because she doesn't wanna hurt it)

Troy: the exact opposite of Jeff, only small dogs like a dachshund or a yorkie. he likes to pick it up and put it under his arm or in a bag like rich people do in movies just for funsies. not for transport or anything, that would be cruel, but just for little bits and such. whenever the dog stops to sniff something or hears something in the distance, Troy always goes out of his way to investigate too because he wants the dog to feel important. for a name i'm thinking more movie references, maybe a name. imagine "yeah this is my dog Indiana jones, and my other dog Paul". also he HAS to match with the dog, he has a bunch of harnesses with different colors on em just to match

Shirley: so many hamsters. so many. there is a graveyeard in her back yard full of small animal carcasses in boxes because her kids have no idea how to take care of something. at one point, after buying like 50 hamsters, she just got them one of those mice people buy to feed their snakes and it lived for two years. she never gets to name the things because they're her kid's animals, but she frequently has to stop them from naming them "fart" and "butthole"

Hickey: firm animal hater. he definitely has some sob story about how when he was a child he had to kill his dog, and that dog was his only friend or something and now has a deep-seated distrust of all animals because they all will hurt him. so sad for you cry about it, ration man

Frankie: I don't think she would ever commit to having an animal because having to deal with the Dean is like having a dog anyway but she always dreams about having a cat one day. a little orange one that's lazy that she can talk to and pretend it talks back just for funsies... yes she does want Garfield, okay? are you happy? she dreams about having Garfield. she doesn't even like Garfield and god knows she hates Jon Arbuckle with every fiber in her being but god dammit, she wants a Garf.

Pierce: friends with a dog breeder. treats dogs the way the Kardashians do except n o o n e thinks its cute when he does it

The Dean: honestly I don't think we should allow this man within 50 feet of a Dalmatian. no pets

Chang: befriended the mice and bugs that live in the walls. has a cat named "shit"

[eight-years-revolution]

i know you've answered this before but if u want.. cus new year new costumes... what are the ROs dressing up as for halloween? love u mwah mwah

Thank you for the ask! New costume time! For those who might not have seen it, here's the first costume ask.

Ajmal's costume is just as obscure as the last one, unfortunately. He chooses a poorly known mythology creature as a theme and has the outfit custom-made by a tailor, giving specific instructions on the design. It's all very subtle and elegant, with a lot of symbolism, hand-stitched shimmering scales, etc. No one gets it and he's very frustrated by that.

Zanetta still can't be bothered to try, so she'll be a slutty witch. She pretty much puts on a regular but sexy black dress and only a pointy hat as a themed accessory. She will come up with some elaborate backstory for her slutty witch though.

Felice might go as a pirate this time. A very fancy pirate, though. They'll once again build their own costume with second-hand pieces and make it their own, choosing a pastel color theme to stay on brand. Expect giant avant-garde ruffles.

Armine goes as a pumpkin. She puts on an orange costume with thin black stripes, with billowing pants and sleeves. She has an orange hat with a green stem that looks like the top of a pumpkin. It's cute, but in a fashionable way.

If you somehow manage to convince Berhane to wear a costume, they'll wear something obscure, preferably that includes unsettling face paint. Maybe some monster from forgotten folklore. But unlike for Ajmal, it’s purposeful. They get offended at people who don’t get what their costume is to mess with them.

Love u too mwah!

[bokettochild]

Hello! I was just wondering: you have the headcanon that Hylia is Legend’s mother, correct?

If yes, could you explain a little bit?

I don’t mean to sound rude I just think it’s a super interesting headcanon and wondered where it came from (I have not played any of Legend’s games- it’s on my to do list tho!)

Okay so!

This isn't so much a headcannon as a fun thing I like to play with. Technically, there's very little in canon about Legend's parents- none I daresay. Of course, if you look to the manga's (which I did before I started playing his games), you do find bit's and pieces about his family thrown in.

There's quite a few references to his family being from a sacred sect of knights:

And also references to what happened to them:

We also see through both their lack of existence in the games and also the explanations in the manga that Legend never knew his parents.

So, while the manga does tell us that Legend's father was a knight and once friends with Aganim (the lead villain of ALTTP), there's very little at all about his mother except for two things: she's described as gentle and she always held out hope that she and her husband could return to the light realm and find their child to be part of his life. Obviously, her wish never came true, and when Legend comes to the dark world, he's told that while at first they resisted evil, they eventually fell to it and became beasts as well one day.

Which leaves us with nothing but some basic facts:

His family are descended from the knights of Hyrule

His father was a left-handed knight (uncannily a similar description to how Four is spoken of in the manga's as well, but that's not for today)

His mother was a 'gentle lady'

His father had a brother

And that's about it. One can take this a dozen directions. You could say a anyone was his father, and anyone was his mother. In Flight To My Heart, I made it to where an alternate version of Dusk is Legend's mother and Twilight is his Uncle in that world. Now, that was more for funsies and based off of thoughts from my audience, but it still worked out alright and was somewhat believable.

Now, granted, there's the theory that Legend and Fable are siblings, be it twins, half siblings, or whatever have you that it may be. I love this theory, as most folks know. I love this theory a lot and I really enjoy the implications of it: if Legend is Fable's brother, then he's descended from the royal family. If he's from the royal family, then he's Sky's descendant. if he's Sky's descendant, then he's also Sun's. And Sun is Hylia.

I think it started with just having people refer to him as a "child of Hylia" that did it for me. Granted, those people where characters in my ow fics half of the time, but it made me think. What if he was?

I did see the idea explored in "In An Era" by Script_The_Skeleton, but while I may have used it as a throwaway line, I never really tried out writing it until I wrote "Hylia's Child, Hylia's Slave" where having Legend's mother be a goddess was necessary. It was a vent fic meant to help express the powerlessness one can feel under the eye of a mother who seemingly has endless power over them and is impossible to escape from. Hylia, as a goddess, was the optimal choice for that, especially as half the fandom agrees that Legend and Hylia don't get along.

Now, as for how that could work, let's look at Hylia a bit first. Hylia is a goddess, and she incarnated before the beginning of Skyward Sword in order to fight alongside her hero better than she was able to before when Skyloft was first raised. By the time of Breath of the Wild however, it's somewhat hinted that she was no longer incarnating for whatever reason. My theory is that after long enough, when an incarnate died, she determined that Hyrule was strong enough without he immediate power among them and returned to wherever it is that the goddesses all hang out. This would probably be not long before Four's time. In Four Swords, there's something called 'Force' or 'light power' that Link has to collect, and this power is what was left behind when Hylia gave up incarnating, similarly to how the Triforce was created when the Golden Trio departed the earth.

With Hylia returned to the heavens, she was no longer passing her power along through the Hylian line, which is why it's not uncommon that characters that the various heroes meet with over time make reference to Hylians beginning to die out. Unfortunately, their power also began to die out, and by the time of the Sealing War (the war fought to seal Ganon after the death of the Fallen Hero AKA Time) there were precious few Hylians left and very little power, hence, Hylia returned.

Now this is all theoretical, but in my fics, the lore to it is that Hylia returned, taking mortal form, but not incarnating herself exactly. She held the power to shed her form if she wanted, but she didn't. She married and helped to bring Hyrule to strength again. Then of course, she had two children with her husband, twins, and then everything fell apart. In trying to protect her people, evil power overwhelmed her and injured her so that she had to drop her mortal form and return to the place of the goddesses to recover from the attacks by Ganon's servants, leaving behind her kingdom and children to deal with Aganim and Ganon.

Fable and Legend, having suffered as much as they have since a young age, are capable protectors of Hyrule, and Hylia no longer saw a need to return to Hyrule to restore it, what with her children accomplishing the task for her. Instead, she turns her attention to other duties and people.

While we don't see it much in the official Zelda games, Nintendo has shown us that Fable, out of all of the Zeldas, is extremely powerful. As her twin, Legend would bear similar power, thus making them strong enough to take on a lot more than the average Hylian. Honestly, that's probably why I love this idea so much. Dragon Wars and Fierce Deity Time are all well and great, Feral Wild and Wolf Twilight are wonderful, Fairy Hyrule and Godkiller Sky are fantastic, but the thing that will always have my heart is Demi-God Legend, the "average nobody" who can and will unleash a fury like nothing else when he chooses.

[sothisispeerpressure]

These are my unprompted ideas for Tweek and Craig centric episodes of South Park:

1. Tweek and Craig offer couples counseling to other kids at recess.

- would definitely be more of a subplot but I can totally see Stan going to them for help with Wendy

- imagine them both dressed up in button up shirts and little ties, and reading glasses, like therapists

- also had an idea where Stan goes to them because the asian girls decided to draw yaoi of him and Kyle, and he's asking them what he should do about it.

- "Here's the thing Stan. The Asian girls don't draw Yaoi of just anyone. The Asian girls observe, and draw couples, not to make you gay, but because...they can already tell that you are..." - Craig

- i just know it wouldn't ever be canon so maybe someone should write a fanfic or something

- just people going to Tweek and Craig for romance advice, even adults

2. Tweek and Craig get married

- The whole idea is that they're kids, and you know how kids will just randomly have fake weddings on the playground at recess? it's like that

- it starts at lunch, as per usual, Cartman, Stan, Kyle, Kenny, Butters, Clyde, Tolkien, Jimmy, all sitting together, and Tweek and Craig just randomly walk up and invite them to their wedding

- it's very impromptu, it's literally happening right after the lunch period they're in currently, so everyone's a little surprised.

- so they all go outside and all the children gather around, Jimmy is the officiant (which, you can imagine how well that's going) Tweek and Craig are holding hands with everyone, and they're using RingPops as wedding rings.

- I think it would be really cool to make it kinda parallel to the Tweek vs. Craig season 3 episode ("so, what do we do?" "just smack each other around" "i've never been in a fight before" "awh ok postpone the fight so they can learn how to fight") ("so what do we do?" "you're supposed to kiss" "we've never actually kissed each other before" "awh ok postpone the wedding so they can learn how to kiss")

- "what about when we played super heroes and you guys' ultimate move was literally kissing" -stan

"it was pretend, we were faking." -Craig

- afterwards, the town gets wind of the wedding, and of course, since Tweek and Craig are the pride (no pun intended) of South Park, they decide that it should be more formal, they should wear suits and exchange proper vows and stuff

- meanwhile, Craig's friends are all sucking up to him to try and be the his best man, (they interrupt while Craig and Tweek are very awkwardly trying to learn how to kiss)

- this is an edit but i forgot to mention that Tweek is a total bridezilla and he's freaking out about every little detail

-eventually they actually hold a cute little wedding, not legal, just for funsies, and the whole town attends (Craig tells his friends that none of them can be his best man) They decorate the place with a bunch of Tweek x Craig yaoi art

-Craig has beautiful vows. "I never would've thought that the kid I'd have my first fight with on the playground, would turn out to be my future husband" "When the asian girls first started drawing yaoi of us, it felt like the worst week of my life, but now i think it's probably the best thing that's ever happened to me"

- Tweek's vows were also very well written, but due to nerves, all he could say was "WAAAAH"

- The whole town had a party, they ate cake and Clyde cried, Cartman probably slow danced with "Cupid Me"

- bonus idea, that Tweek's fucking parents come up to him during the reception and tell him that "now that you're married you're supposed to go on your honeymoon and consummate your marriage" because you know Tweek's dad is fucking horrid

- Tweek freaks out, Craig had a plan ahead of time for this and setup the most awesome sexless gamer heaven for their honeymoon

- they spend the next week and a half in Craig's room playing video games and hanging out together for their "honeymoon" and Tweek is finally able to recite his actual vows privately for craig

- and this is why in Post Covid they aren't legally married with rings, because they consider the little stupid wedding they planned as children to be their actual wedding

3. Bradley from S11 E2 (where Butter's goes to conversion therapy) moves to South Park (this one is probably the most developed idea)

- except that this time, he's not the same bible verse-reciting anxious kid from before, and he's completely confident in his sexuality now

- he immediately becomes friends with Butters again, who has to tell him that he's not actually bi (when Bradley immediately flirts with him), and tells him that "the only gay kids in south park are Tweek and Craig!"

- Bradley then takes a liking to Craig, and starts to hit on him, not knowing that Craig is taken, saying stuff about how "Mysterious" Craig is, and how that's attractive

- before Craig has the chance to tell him to fuck off, Tweek is already behind him, going off on Bradley telling him to "stay away from my Craig"

- Craig likes Tweek standing up for him, so he doesn't actually do anything to stop Tweek and may even sneakily instigate some of his anger just so he can watch his boyfriend fight for him

- subplot, Bradley actually moved into Stan's old house. This freaks Stan out because, as we all know, Stan hates living at Tegrity Farms, and now that his old house has sold, he feels there's no hope of him ever moving back in next to his best friends anymore.

- He turns to the only friend he knows who is crazy enough to drive someone out of town: Cartman.

- Stan and Cartman attempt to gather up more people who are interested in Getting rid of Bradley, but the only other person willing to help is Clyde. ("That Bradley kid said that Craig is the cutest boy in the school. That's not true because everyone knows that I'm the cutest! The girls said so!")

-Tweek is busy working on his own plans, and doesn't know that Stan and Cartman are planning anything

- Cut to a sleepover at Bebe's house, all the main girls are there talking about their crushes and boyfriends, and Wendy brings up how Stan is really concerned about "that Bradley kid" moving into his old house.

- pivot to Tweek, also at the girls' slumber party, hair pulled back with a headband with bunny ears and a mint colored face mask on. This man is fuming, twitching like he does and going off about how "i'm gonna fucking kill him"

- eventually there's a scene outside of Bradley's house, where Stan, Cartman and Clyde were all about to execute whatever plan they came up with to get rid of Bradley, but before they can start, an extremely violent Tweek is speed walking down the street clenching his jaw, with his trusty boxing gloves over his hands.

- Tweek beats the crap out of Bradley and Craig ends up having to break it up, deciding that he's let it go on long enough. Bradley's family does, in fact, move out of Stan's old house

if you have other ideas i'd love to know or I might post my non-creek centric episode ideas if this does well

[iamanartichoke]

Another totally unprompted ask, on the assumption that you are definitely no longer in need of them… another thing I’m trying to work out about Loki characterisation in preparation for perpetrating fic torture on him is how suicidal the poor sod is most of the time. This is another thing I’ve seen referred to a lot but only in passing. Though obviously this is a pretty triggery topic, so ignore if you want.

I am always in need of totally unprompted asks, otherwise I just assume no one wants to talk to me lmao

So, hoo boy. I have been mulling over this for, apparently, three days now bc there's just ... there's a lot to unpack here. Putting under a cut for obviously triggery content and also for length bc fml.

In my opinion, the response to "how suicidal is Loki most of the time" is "very, but whether or not he wants to do anything about it varies from moment to moment" (see what I did there? I'll see myself out). In other words, I have always had a headcanon that Loki is consistently, passively suicidal. This is a headcanon that comes straight from TDW, bc I'm certain that Loki never had any intention of surviving their mission. And that could be a whole other post, really, but the point is that even though this is a TDW-centric headcanon, I have come to adopt it as applying to Loki in general as well, not just in those specific circumstances.

When I say passively suicidal, I mean that Loki is just sort of ambivalent about the value of his own life. He feels like he doesn't deserve to be alive, and feels like there's little point in being alive. Which - I don't mean to sound all gloom and doom, like, poor uwu emo Loki (and I kinda hate that I have to pause to disclaim that, no, I don't just have a fixation on Loki being depressed for funsies/the aesthetic/whatever); I think that this mindset stems from really complicated places that I'm not sure I can articulate, but I will try.

I view Loki as someone who suffers from a severe inferiority complex, and I feel like it stems from being abandoned as an infant. Loki's life started with a traumatic event and, even if he doesn't remember the event itself, the feelings he experienced stayed in his subconscious. Feelings of loss, of fear, of despair and abandonment, of suffering - these are all feelings that burrowed into his bones and lived there for his entire life, feelings that colored how Loki viewed himself as a person as well as how he compared to the people around him.

Keep in mind that Loki didn't know he was abandoned until the events of Thor 1, obviously. We don't really know how old Loki is, in human years, but I have always assumed that he and Thor were at least adults (not teenagers), maybe the equivalent of early twenties - and the reason I bring that up is because it means Loki made it all the way to adulthood carrying the weight of a trauma that he did not remember or even knew had happened, so to him, there was no real reason for how wrong he felt. There was no explanation for the feelings of loss, of neglect, of fear. So on top of struggling with those feelings, Loki was also burdened with the alienation that comes with wondering why one can't just be like everyone else, why one can't just "snap out" of depression, why one's sense of self-worth has always been lacking.

So imagine what it's like to grow up as Loki. He was traumatized as an infant. The trauma has been with him his entire life, along with the confusion/alienation of not understanding why he feels the way that he does, and then on top of that, his basic personality lends itself toward introspection and isolation, so he likely felt even further removed from Thor and from his peers. Loki's too smart for his own good, and he's got an enormous capacity to feel and I feel like this is a combination that works against him as much as it does for him, bc it probably means he spent a lot of time examining himself and identifying all of his perceived flaws - and then berating himself for said flaws.

People with depression are probably pretty familiar with the bully that lives in your head, the one who is always there to remind you that you're stupid, or ugly, or that nobody likes you, or that you have nothing of value to contribute to anyone, etc. Loki's no different; he's got that bully in his head, too. Add onto this the fact that his brother is literally perfect, that he feels his father doesn't love him (or love him as much), that his interests in things like magic are looked down on in his culture, and that he's a prince (meaning that along with the privilege comes pressure, and being in the public eye, knowing that everyone around him is comparing him to Thor as much as he compares himself to Thor, well.) and you have a total clusterfuck of a mindset, and Loki's been existing inside of that clusterfuck for nearly all of his life.

I always go back to the quote where, when filming I think the vault scene, Kenneth Branagh directs Tom by saying, "This is the moment where the thin steel rod holding your brain together snaps." And it's such a significant moment for Loki bc this is where it all crumbles for him, learning the truth, but I also fixate on the "thin steel rod" part of the quote bc that's not how one would describe a healthy, stable person's mind. The implication, to me, has always been that Loki wasn't that stable to start with due to his general upbringing, his internal struggles, and his personality, so of course the devastation of learning he's adopted, and Jotun, would send him over the edge. One doesn't go from zero to 60; one doesn't fall over the edge unless they were balancing fairly close to it in the first place. And to me, the "thin steel rod" basically equals the aforementioned clusterfuck of a mindset.

THE POINT IS. (Holy shit, I ramble.) This is the foundation on which I'm basing my headcanon that Loki neither values his life nor feels as if he even deserves to live it - bc his default mindset is one of inferiority, of loss, of pain. And I think that going from being a general unstable person pre-canon to being passively suicidal post-canon is a thing that happened because, somewhere between the vault in Thor 1 and the dungeons in TDW, Loki just stopped caring.

Life is exhausting for everyone, but even moreso when your mental load becomes more than you can carry. Loki is exhausted. His experience is that things just keep getting worse and worse for him - he's never been valued, he's always been found wanting. He discovers that he was literally thrown away as an infant, unwanted and left to die, and things haven't gotten much better for him since then. Everything that can go wrong, does go wrong. His plans spin out of control. He's unable to prove his worth and his value and when he is, in fact, rejected, he literally tries to kill himself (only to survive and end up in an even worse situation).

It all just continually goes downhill, and Loki is fucking exhausted. He's done. He has no hope that anything is ever going to change - he will never be valued or even seen, he's unable to connect to anyone, he has no family (aside from Thor, but their relationship is so fraught with pain). As far as he's concerned, his life has been nothing but a waste since he was born and if no one else values it, why should he?

So - passively suicidal. He places no value on his life, and doesn't shy away from situations that could cost him his life. It's possible that the only reason he's not actively suicidal is bc his previous attempt not only failed but led to such a horrible situation that he's probably too afraid to intentionally seek out death again. He doesn't want to fail and end up worse off for it.

And - not that you asked this in particular, but - my biggest disappointment in the series is that none of what I've just written is addressed in a satisfying way (to me). That is, we don't get any real explicit acknowledgement of the trauma of Loki's abandonment as a baby or how that affected his mental health growing up; we don't get to explore how devastated he was to learn of his adoption; we don't ever see him reconcile his ingrained belief that jotuns are monstrous savages with the fact that he is jotun. He says "I betrayed everyone I loved, but I'm different now" and we're supposed to infer what he means without Loki actually articulating why he feels that he's the only one who should be held responsible for all these things that had happened or what "I've changed" even means to him (aside from not betraying Sylvie).

I would have liked to see these things addressed for a lot of reasons, but one of those reasons is that I would want to see how Loki comes to terms with all of his issues and his pain enough that he stops being passively suicidal. We never get to see that; after TDW, the time that passes allows for Loki to kinda chill, resulting in the Ragnarok version, but if there was any real healing or recovering going on, it was happening off-screen, with the audience expected to just go with "yeah Loki was going through it for awhile but he's kinda better now."

Furthermore, much of what I've written here is based on prime Loki's development through TDW, but doesn't account for series Loki's split from that timeline nor the theme of "Lokis survive" that's so prevalent in the series. So I don't think the "passively suicidal" headcanon is really appropriate for series Loki but, at the same time, I'd like to have seen why. I'd like to have seen Loki learning to value his life, or where the "we survive" mindset comes from, since that's not really been a thing before now. (Out of universe, I suspect it comes from the context of Loki just not dying whenever he tries to, but since TDW and IW haven't happened, and Loki didn't intend to survive his fall from the bifrost, framing Loki as an innate survivor doesn't really make sense, but to be fair, I'm just being picky.)

So, yeah. I'm not saying Loki doesn't experience growth or development in the series, I'm just saying that his arc left much unsaid and, furthermore, framing his growth as "wanting a throne to not wanting a throne" without addressing that Loki doesn't actually want the power of the throne, he wants the value and self-worth he associates with the throne, is - well, again, unsatisfying. Not bad, but it leaves viewers like me wanting bc we're cognizant of how much more could have been done.

I ... am going to end this now. This is probably nonsensical and all over the place, so I'm very sorry, and I'm sure this is why I don't get meta-starter asks lmfao bc no one's out here trying to read my dissertation submission for a Ph.D in Loki, but well, sometimes it just be like that.

Thank you for the ask and the opportunity to ramble.

[killugonfan01]

Writing Pt 1

I’ve been fizzing with crossover ideas that have been keeping me awake longer than I should be and I just need somewhere to spill my guts.

First up, I recently fell into the hole that is the Phandom. Used to watch Danny Phantom, but I can’t say for certain I’ve watched all the episodes, it’s been years. I did like Micro Management though, I remember that was good (gee what does it say about the rest of the show that even my child brain managed to latch onto the one episode that had good writing?) At first I doubted I’d write for it, but then the damn plot bunnies decided to overrun me.

First I think of writing four standalone fics for a Harry Potter x Danny Phantom scenario (one for each house) that’ll be under the umbrella series title of Hogwart’s Ghosts (real original I know). I have some bits fleshed out for the Gryffindor and Slytherin Dannys (I made them the most similar in terms of backstory) as well as a vague idea of making sure the different fics will have different set-ups where Danny enters Hogwarts during different parts of canon so I’m not just rewriting the same story 4 times with minor differences. Like, I know the Gryffindor!Danny should be inserted into 5th year, because dissection/vivisection angst + blood quill lover Umbridge? Hello? Obvious choice. Dunno about Slytherin!Danny though, but I figured both Dannys would be mute at the start (so I don’t have to think of dialogue/puns) due to trauma.

And then comes the fact that I haven’t read the Harry Potter books in over 6 years, so the details are a bit fuzzy. But fine, I can roll with it. The most trouble I’m having is with Ravenclaw!Danny since in none of the fics I’ve read has Danny been placed in Ravenclaw. Been thinking of cranking his obsession with space up to 11 to justify it. To be fair, for most of the Dannys, it could be excused that he only allowed a small chunk of his mental shields to drop for the Sorting Hat to sort him, and so I could do author handwaving and say the parts of his personality he showed ended up influencing the different sorting outcomes. That plus the backstory changes to fit the timeline.

Of course, all 4 fics would be operating under the assumption of no PP, no identity reveal, and Ghost King!Danny for funsies. It’s a toss-up whether I’ll let the Hogwarts ghosts know about him though. Oh! And I’d like Sam and Tucker to have more presence than just a token mention at the start, especially in the (more) traumatic instances. 

And then there’s the Boku no Hero Academia x Danny Phantom crossover idea that’s been floating around in my head called Heroic Spirit (not to be confused with Heroes Spirit, that belongs to someone else) where Izuku gets sent back to the Dawn of Quirks.

Sam and Tucker are Meta Users (the name for Quirked individuals at the time in either canon or fanon, I can’t remember) while Danny was your regular quirkless teen whose only fault was being born to the town loons. And then the portal accident happened and he wasn’t the odd one out any longer.

The idea is less developed than the HP x DP crossover, but I do have a general idea of what I want. I kinda want to do some worldbuilding for the Dawn of Quirks Era and what the addition of ghosts means for how Meta Users are viewed (hint: it’s not good for the latter group). I know I want the story to end off where Danny brings Izuku to Clockwork and gets him back to his own time, and Izuku just promises he’ll remember Danny as a hero even if history won’t and just... moving the halfa to tears? Sure Danny wasn’t in the hero (or was it vigilante?) gig for the good PR-it’s a bit late for that honestly, he was just in it because he felt responsible for the portal’s opening, as well as the need to protect people in danger-but having someone who wasn’t his sister or his best friend tell him that he was doing good and giving him validation? Priceless for poor Danny-boy.

I really should finish off my current HxH/AC crossover, or at least get it to a decent temporary stopping point first though...

[nyerus]

For the 'Give me a character' ask: Xie Lian ❤️

Oooo yay! Love my baby Lianlian, so here we go!

1.) How I feel about this character

Adore him to bits. I went into TGCF pretty blind and initially thought Xie Lian was cute, but a somewhat typical protagonist who is just really nice. But boyyy was I wrong! I very quickly and happily learned that there is SO MUCH to him, and that he's amazingly complex. He's also just really inspiring, with how his hardships did not completely break him (though it was close) -- and how he choses to do good. Even when it's hard for him, even when sometimes he doesn't want to, he still makes that choice actively, over and over and over again. That's really powerful to me. He's snarky in his own head, but polite outside because he knows how to talk to people! At the same time, he's not insincere -- he's quite genuine and earnest in how he feels, and means what he says. I just really came to like him as a character a lot more than I ever thought I would!💕

2.) All the people I ship romantically with this character

I only really ship Xie Lian with Hua Cheng, romantically. I do like a bit of unrequited love for him from Feng Xin and Mu Qing's side. Something which they'd ultimately let go of in the end, and becoming comfortable in their friendship, since they know how happy Xie Lian is now~

But as a bonus: I have "ships" that are like purely sexual though, such as JunLian (horror movie style) or even Pei Ming/Xie Lian (as a sort of threesome, where Hua Cheng is also involved, but only with Xie Lian). And of course some XianLe trio fun! But none of these I consider as like… actual ships, just funsies.

3.) My non-romantic OTP for this character

I REALLY love the relationship between Xie Lian and Mei Nianqing. Xie Lian had a crummy relationship with his father (and Jun Wu is Worst Father Figure Ever™) so I really always saw Mei Nianqing being the one who guided Xie Lian in that fatherly capacity. Even when exasperated, Mei Nianqing was ultimately very proud of Xie Lian and his ideals. But he was also terrified about what it would mean, and he tried his hardest to keep Jun Wu away. I imagine he was at wit's end trying to prevent Jun Wu from locking his sights onto Xie Lian, and when it still happened.… :( I wish we got to see more of Mei Nianqing and Xie Lian interacting together! 🥺

4.) My unpopular opinion about this character

Characters like Xie Lian who choose kindness -- yet make mistakes and stumble and fall along the way -- are some of the most interesting characters out there. They aren't boring because they're nice, because that "niceness" is a decision they're making. And oftentimes, it's the most difficult one. Xie Lian is also plenty snarky, he's just polite enough to keep it in his head! But I think he's one of the snarkiest characters in the book!😂

5.) One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon

I wish we got to see Xie Lian and Hua Cheng's wedding, or however they got married! ;u; But that's okay, we can imagine it for ourselves.

Thank you so much for asking this! I had a lot of fun!

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After the Game, Fret somewhat didn't like when someone other than canon had red hair and wore purple. Canon compliant. Oneshot. Neo spoilers. KH DDD is canon to TWEWY in this fic. Though you shouldn’t at all have to really know KH to understand this fic.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33469456

For the most part… Fret got on pretty well after Kanon’s death.

It was tough, it really was, but he soldiered on by becoming the more authentic version of himself she had wanted him to be… hoping that that would be enough. And that if her soul did somehow exist somewhere, she might see that and be able to find some happiness there.

And Fret had the Twisters, of course—and Neku’s old friends Shiki, Eri, and Rhyme (who was also Beat’s sister, of course), who had really integrated themselves into the group. There was also sometimes the aloof Joshua—who helped Fret keep his head where it belonged.

That, and all the school work he had to do now, as thoughts about college and careers were coming up, and he needed to try and focus on that, lest he be forgotten.

So, for the most part, while Fret still of course mourned Kanon, he had moved on and was in pretty good spirits, considering.

…The only thing that really got him down, oddly… was seeing redheads like she had been also wearing purple. And at first, meeting the legendary Neku right after Fret had lost the girl of his dreams had somewhat been a thorn in Fret’s side, because he’d just looked at Neku’s hair and the color he so clearly favored and thought “Kanon.”

But, thankfully, those feelings hadn’t lasted. They’d had Shibuya to save, after all. And Neku more than proved why he was great to have on a team and why he was the greatest friend, and why Fret should try and let his ghosts go.

But then, Fret had met Shiki’s best friend “Eri”… who was totally cool, by the way, and a co-creator of Gatto Nero with Shiki, and Fret couldn’t even begin to tell you how much he admired her. Especially since she was so pretty and on point… but not conceded at all, and down to earth.

As fate would have it, however, she’d been wearing purple the moment Fret had met her at Shiki’s birthday party. So, they hadn’t started out well, even though it had of course gotten better, and Fret had almost come undone (as ridiculous as it was for him to still be so hung-up on Kanon, he knew).

Thankfully, Shiki had right away seen his shaking form by the punch table and had come and given him a hug, as she’d whispered sweet nothings into his ear. She had guessed accurately what Fret’s problem was, and held him—not even seeming to feel like he was ruining her party at all—while she rubbed his back soothingly. “It’s okay not to get over a loved one quickly, you know? I was certainly that way about Neku. And you have it so much harder than I did. No one will judge you for your emotions, Fret. And if you need to talk, we’re all here for you. I’ll even go get Mr. Mew for you to hold, as he always cheers me right up.” Shiki had said that last part while winking at him, and Fret had had to laugh then.

He may have been afraid of Mr. Mew when Tsugumi had been controlling him and attacking them with the doll, but now that Fret had seen Shiki with her own one more often than not, Fret was thinking he was a sweet little guy again, and could definitely understand why Shiki would think he was good therapy.

“…And I may mention to Eri that it might be a good idea for her not to wear violet anymore.”

“What? You don’t have to do that? I got used to Neku, so I can with her, too!” Fret had wanted to tell her instantly, but Shiki had already been off to get Mr. Mew for him to cuddle.

And despite everything, Fret had watched Shiki walk across the dance hall with a smile on his face. It felt good to be appreciated. It did.

And after that, Eri did stop wearing that color, and everyone seemed to prefer it that way. Fret did, for his own reason, of course… Eri did, because she didn’t even like it that much, apparently, and Neku appreciated it, who jokingly thanked Eri for getting off his turf.

So, everything was more than good for Fret when it came to those colors for a while… but then some girl named Kairi came to Shibuya: a girl with darker red hair than Kanon, it was true, but wouldn’t you know that she was also wearing amethyst?

At first, Fret had been ready to write this stranger off—just another tourist in Shibuya, that he just happened to notice walking past him—but then she accidentally ran into Beat… and it seemed to startle the girl. And good Lord, then she summoned a magic key-shaped sword to her hands, without even seeming to think about it. And she wasn’t even in the UG! (Though when Fret saw this, his first concern was that they had landed back there.)

And the moment Neku and Beat (who were with Fret to go to Molco, to get him some Tin Pins, because that was becoming a thing again) saw the redhead summon the weapon, they had both exclaimed simultaneously, “You’re a Keyblade wielder!” “Yous a Key wielder!”

Fret had had no idea what they were talking about at that point. So, Neku had hastily explained that Shibuya had actually been destroyed before—a time that he, Shiki, Beat, and Rhyme had only recently gotten their memories back of—and when it had, Joshua had taken their dream fragments (the only thing that had been left of them) to another world, to try and bring them back. And there, they’d taken bodily form once again and met a “Keyblade wielder” named “Sora”, and another one named “Riku,”

Beat had then gone to explain that they’d both helped them out, and that they were probably even bigger deals than him and Neku, and Fret couldn’t believe it. Hell! He could hardly even fathom it. What would that even look like? But he didn’t have much time to try and guess, because Neku began talking to the stranger almost instantly.

“Are you Sora’s girlfriend?” Neku had asked her then, bold as you please, as he’d pulled the redhead back out of the way of pedestrians going to and fro from all the different shopping areas. “He told me that he was great friends with a redhead, who liked art like Shiki does… I think he was insinuating then that I liked Shiki back then, and I wanted to kill him for all the hints he dropped her, while maybe not realizing that he had feelings for you yet, but I think it was still there… If you are that girl he mentioned, I mean.”

And then the poor girl had had a single tear slide down her eye—and Fret almost wanted to kick himself for only being able to think “you’re not Kanon, you’re not Kanon, you’re not Kanon, you’re not Kanon. Why are you dressed like her?”, while he looked at her—and she explained to Beat, who was giving her a big old bear hug, but Neku too, that: “Yeah, I’m Sora’s girlfriend, Kairi… I’m looking for him, because he recently disappeared after he sacrificed himself to bring me back to life. I was thinking he might be here, or that there might be Heartless here that I needed to fight, but I don’t know.”

Neku had appeared to give much thought to all of that (crossing his arms over his chest and closing his eyes, Fret saw), before he finally met Kairi’s eyes with kind ones of his own. “Why don’t you come with me to meet Shiki? She’s another friend of Sora’s. And Keyblade wielders’ hearts can sometimes lead them to keys, right? Maybe there’s something there, if Sora used to tease me about us.”

And Kairi had gone with Neku and Beat to do that (while Fret had followed, aimlessly, feeling really curious, for sure, but also kind of despairing the whole way: he wasn’t going to lie). And then Kairi had found with Shiki’s help, the thing she needed that would help her lead to Sora, apparently.

It was a hockey puck, that Shiki said Neku had gotten her to help them remember old times together… And as soon as Kairi had come near it, her Keyblade had reacted—seeming almost to float over to the puck of its own free will, tugging Kairi along—and then an insanely crazy light show happened (where all of a sudden, the entire world around them had seemed to be nothing but darkness, with just a few pieces of light to speak of: coming from Kairi and the Keyhole that appeared in the sky, that she did acrobatics towards, in order to aim a laser from her Keyblade at it). Then, it was all over and the Buya returned to normal, but the girl was gone.

And Neku and Beat explained that that seemed to sometimes happen with Keyblade wielders—they’d both seen it with Sora and Riku—as they would sometimes get taken away to where they were meant to go next, before they really got to say goodbye. But they both assumed she was fine and gotten what she needed, and definitely seemed to be hoping it, too.

But Neku, Beat, and Shiki had definitely bonded with Kairi that day… and about a year later, she was back in Shibuya to visit them with Sora and Riku… and well, maybe a whole lot of other people. There was yet another girl with red hair, wearing amethyst…

And while Fret was kind of glad to see them—and was thrilled that Kairi had gotten her happy ending and she could just come her for funsies to see everyone now—he couldn’t help sitting in a park bench in Dogenzaka, sighing, as he watched the whole thing unfold.

“Hehehe. You’re in quite the mood. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were turning into Neku…” Someone else had come to sit by Fret… and one quick look let him know that it was none other than the Composer of Shibuya himself… and that he had better get it together, before the guy threw him into another Game to improve himself, like he originally had with Neku.

“Oh, uhh… Hi there, Joshua. It’s good to see you,” Fret said, putting a hand under his chin and regarding the other boy—god—with mixed feelings. “Did you see that ice is really in this season? And diamonds almost match your light blue shirts, right? I feel like if you started wearing some diamond necklaces, you’d be even more stylish than you already ar-”

But Joshua halted Fret’s attempt to somewhat butter him up, with a hand held high and a small smile on his face. “There’s no need for all of that, I assure you,” Joshua promised, violet eyes locking onto Fret’s and that, too, making the youth think of Kanon some. “If you want her back, why don’t you just ask me?” Joshua asked rather smug now.

And it was too much. All too much. Fret wanted to believe that Joshua could actually bring her back for him… but what if this was a trap? And what if Joshua meant it now… but Fret somehow made him changed his mind, when he begged him to do so and thanked him for it. What if he didn’t do everything to code?

Tripping over his words now, as he ran a hand through his hair, Fret asked, “I mean… I would love it. If you want to, and don’t think it’ll hurt Kanon to be back, I’m all for it. But can you really do that? Wouldn’t you maybe get in trouble?”

At that Joshua “hmmed”, and Fret panicked—feeling like he’d ruined his chances for real here—and he was about to kiss the Composer’s feet to try and be on his good side again…

But it seemed like Fret had started fretting over nothing, as Joshua giggled and flipped his hair once. “I’ve brought Players who didn’t win back after a corrupt Game before, so it wouldn’t be the first time. Kanon’s Soul did seem quite promising to me for a few reasons there, so I’d be interested to see how she would shape Shibuya…

“And as of now… I would not get in trouble, dear Fret. But thank you for your concern. Heh. I am the senior of a lot of angels on the Higher Plane. And right now, the ones above me are actually very much interested me and my methods, for halting Shibuya’s purification twice, but having it turn out better both times for it. So, I imagine they’d let this one slide.”

Fret was near tears at that point; of course he was… And okay, maybe he was actually crying now. It was just that this was all he had ever dreamed of after they’d gotten out of the Game, of course… Because despite what he told himself… Fret did still love Kanon. And wouldn’t it be great, to actually get back one of the friends that Fret had lost?

But now Fret had to wonder, as he scratched his neck awkwardly, “All those gingers I saw in purple… was that a hint from you to me that I could get Kanon back?” Had Fret been looking a gift horse in the mouth all this time?

Joshua was laughing once more, as he urged Fret to get up and go make nice with the Keyblade wielders, who—if Fret was hearing it right—were telling all of Fret’s friends about urban legends they had heard of in a place called Twilight Town… and then Nagi chirped back about the ones they’d seen in the Game, and Rindo and Beat jumped in to help her out with that.

Huh… Perhaps Fret really was missing something over there. And was Joshua, too?

“Usually, I wouldn’t give an answer… I would say it’s above your pay grade, or that the world is whatever you want it to be… But, no. I was not prompting you to make this choice about Tachibana Kanon. Though things seemed to work out rather nicely for you, wouldn’t you say? So you’d find the strength to ask me about her?”

“I- I do,” Fret admitted, looking down at the pavement—and then all the buildings around him—and thinking that for a concrete jungle… Shibuya was actually a masterpiece, and might have actually been heaven, as far as he was concerned. “So, when will Kanon-"

But when Fret looked towards Joshua once more, the Composer was already gone.

And Fret… he didn’t see Kanon for a while after that. And he imagined it probably felt like what Rindo had gone through (and somewhat Fret himself; all the Twisters, really), when Josh had first brought Shokie to the RG.

About four months later, Fret was beginning to dread that Joshua had forgotten his promise, or that it was impossible to bring Kanon back, after all…

And he was at 104, checking out all the new selections there, when he heard a voice behind him, “So, Fret… do you mind telling me how you really feel? And no sugarcoating it! I was proud to see how you grew, after all. And you can’t disappoint a lady by covering it up some, if you went to all this trouble to bring her back, y’know?”

Fret dropped the black hat that he’d been about to purchase (that was maybe so light black, it was actually closer to purple), as he turned around to face that voice and ran towards her to embrace her.

“Kanon!"

Author’s Note: So, the other redhead who goes with Sora and the crew to Shibuya in this story is supposed to be Ariel—in a “The Worlds Are Starting to be Reconnected” idea—and it’s mainly because she wore purple seashells (though a shirt here, of course). Not even gonna lie. But if you don’t like that, you can imagine it’s an OC… that Sora and Kairi had a daughter… or just completely ignore that part. It’s up to you.

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I wasn't planning on shading this one, but The Arcana characters without shading just look wrong. Anyway, here we have Shade and his two dumb himbo boyfriends, finding their old anatomy/work notebook, probably somewhere in the underground dungeons. They apparently also used it to write down and doodle during work breaks and trips.. to Vlastomil's estate most likely. Julian recalls that yes, Shade would indeed spend a lot of time with the courtiers when not working or studying magic/medicine; Lucio on the other hand is not exactly thrilled about this (I tried really hard to make is expression a mix of concerned, miffed and a bit angry, not 100% rage, cuz... he's not really angry, just shocked). For funsies, if it's hard to read the notes on the doodles: - Near the portrait of Valdemar: "Note: they saw me draw". - "Wiggler" near... well, the doodle of Wiggler. - "Vulgora flipped another table..." near the bottom left doodle of Vulgora. - "Wine bitch wasn't around today :)" Near the bad doole of Valerius. Valerius is the only one Shade wasn't close to, and almost never showed up at the tea parties, Shade and Vulgora probably pranked him when he was around too. Now, addressing the obvious; if the courtiers knew Shade before they died... why do they interact with them the way they do in the game? Well, there's a variety of reasons: - All 5 in general not recognizing the MC: this is already canon (especially Valdemar, it's canon that you worked with them alongside Julian so... they just don't aknowledge that). In my case: all 5 aren't quite sure on their first meeting that it was Shade, because they changed so much (and went under a different name may I add, Asra had them change it because just their old name would trigger an headache). - Valerius is kind of a bitch and the wine spilling happens like in the old prologue (full on spill on purpose), because even tho he isn't sure they're the same person, he's a petty bitch that holds a grudge. - Volta takes until after the end of the story to recognize Shade, and is the one they reconnect with the fastest, once they find the notebook they go talk with her and even free her from the Devil's chains; she's the only demon that goes back to being human, purely because she wants to and Shade is happy to help (yes I'm still salty that (for now) she only gets an happy ending in Nadia's route, so in my HC she always gets freed post-ending.) - Vulgora doesn't interact with the MC much so they really only figure it out later on; idk what happens to them, they fall in a frozen lake in my main route and it's unknown what happens afterwards, so for now they're stuck in the arcana realms. - Vlastomil is,,, an interesting case, he's the one that was the closest with them, so he was really put off when he realized (I'd say midway trough the story?) that Shade was his old friend... but with none of the memories. Especially in Lucio's route (my main one) Shade wouldn't be too thrilled about the notion, but since Lucio isn't bound to any of his old contracts anymore (so technically there's no reason for Vlastomil to attack him), they make an attemt at talking to him again and reconnect only after quite a bit of time has passed, to be safe (they also have a new familiar they found during an exploration they went on with Lucio; let's just say it's not Ginger but Lucio is still definetly not fond of him... while Vlasty might be). Due to all of this I have to retcon and say Shade definetly doesn't get Ginger for a long time (I also plan on redesigning her so, there's that). - Valdemar is the one that I probably need to explain the most lol. Obviously they have no moral compass, and what little consideration they had for Shade before was thrown out the window after they were brought back without memory. They actually meet once before Nadia introduces them; this is early and brief enough that Valdemar actually doesn't recognize them, but they're the one that catches up on it the fastest. They have of course no regard for them and absolutely would have no problem vivisecting them (again, Lucio's route problems lmao), Shade gets lucky that they're interrupted. Shade had absolutley zero plans on reconnecting with them, but after talking with Julian, and asking Vlastomil about how they used to hang out, they decide to at least try and talk to Valdemar, if anything because having them as friend is better than being enemies. It takes trial and error, Shade starts out by going to meet them in the old dungeon in secret and talk, Valdemar couldn't care less at first, to them it wasn't even the same person; if anything they could be a good test subject. Then Shade starts bringing dead animals for them to dissect, then follow along with the experiments and studies, then starts to help by using magic to make certain organs or limbs move ecc. Eventually they get Valdemar to talk a bit more and fill in Julian's blanks (He could only recall the interaction he'd seen; Shade would often stay behind to work with them overtime), they start being more comfortable around them, addressing them as "doctor" again and not getting goosebumps every time they got close or touched them. The others find out about this waaaay into the process, all of them range from weirded out, to worried, to extreme concern/fear (Lucio); Julian is the one that comes around an accepts it the fastest, he's seen it before after all, but for the others it takes a bit more time. In the end the group may or may not have reformed, with tea parties and reunions happening every time Shade comes back from an expedition with Lucio, he's invited as well of course, but almost never comes along at first (after the first few times he bonds with Vulgora over fighting/sparring and over who can throw chairs the furthest, they get along well enough). So yeah, more the arcana stuff, I was planning on drawing more courtiers stuff, but honestly I don't have the energy and there's still two books left of Lucio's route that may change stuff again so I'm gonna wait. I have to update my MC's outfit and fams tho.

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@lizamezzo asked for Javert sooo here we go, I guess!!

How I feel about this character:

Incredibly depressed that he continues to be relevant! 

Also he’s one of the best fictional creations ever! His actual role in the police may be deeply confusing, but his psychology is amazingly well realized and he is a spot-on critique of the mindset and behavior that a society powered by hierarchical inequality demands of its supporters!  Which is why his continued relevance is so depressing! 

Any/all the people I ship romantically with this character:

Eeesh it’s hard to imagine Javert with anyone we see-- he’s just so completely Not About That?

...Crackship Javert and Victurnien, maybe? They have the same view of the social order and who Deserves respect and basic humanity.  

My favorite non-romantic relationship for this character:

It’s almost purely Potential, but: Javert and Simplice. I would be interested in seeing more of Javert interacting with someone who he respects without complication, and who shares some of his binary absolutism, but is coming at it from a place of love instead of fear and anger. 

My unpopular opinion about this character:

I am often horrified by how eager some people are to minimize  or even completely excuse Javert’s awfulness, his bigotry and cruelty and its long-tail fallout, just because he’s... not doing it for funsies , I guess?? or sometimes explicitly because they think blind obedience to authority is admirable  ?  I am always going to be adamant that Javert’s genuine awfulness-his bigotry and prejudice, his cruelty--  needs to be recognized and accepted as part of his character and part of the story and faced without trying to soften it. 

He’s spent decades proudly upholding violent , unjust laws, and specifically looking to hit the lowest-ranking people with the harshest possible punishment.  He’s gotten his criminal IDs wrong at least once that we know of, and it apparently never made him pause for a moment to consider if maybe ,  even with his “ if they broke the law they deserve what they get,also Criminal is an Inherent Trait and not just a description of a thing someone may  have done once”  attitude ,  some of the people in prison  might be genuinely innocent  of the crime they got convicted for.  We know he arrests Fantine for self- defense because the man who attacked her was wealthier; how many worse  assaults has he waved off or punished the victim for because after all, that one’s  a Respectable Sort and that one is not ?   All of the little cruelties and irregularities in that letter at the end? He watched those happen without protest for a good decade just in Paris.He  doesn’t commit actual police brutality , but would he interfere in any way with another police officer who did, provided it was against the Wrong Sort of people?  He has done and condoned horrible things for decades. 

And he’s a Good Cop! That’s important! He doesn’t physically assault people who have been arrested (even when they assault him!) , he doesn’t take bribes, he doesn’t sexually exploit prostitutes.  But this is what a “ good cop”  in a bad system looks like!   If the system is abusive and cruel then the people who choose to enforce it, or are chosen to enforce it, are also  going to be abusive and cruel!  Javert is the face of The System Working As Designed and he is horrible  and softening him into a Stern But Fair type or trying to pretend he didn’t really  know what he was doing takes away from this !! And it’s important! 

None of this means Javert isn’t capable or deserving of a chance to change his ways and find his own redemption!  It’s why I wish he actually did get that arc, this is a hard life mode to move away from and we need more examples of it in fiction!  But pretending he’s not thaaaat bad REALLY is pretending that the entire damn setup is Not That Bad Really and that’s not okay.   But people keep doing it! From 1862 to now!! I want!! To Yell!! 

....also more people should remember: he canonically has Emo Bangs. Give Javert Fringe.  

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

It would have been interesting to see him actually do a Redemption Arc, of course (without involving Valjean beyond the initial Epiphany Stage, if I could choose); there are so many directions that could go.  And I really think that might have been in the cards for him if he’d just. Gone home and Had A Nap and a Snack. Always Have a Nap When Possible. 

Favorite friendship for this character:

Marius. I want my Buddy Cop comedy where Everyone Learns a Valuable Lesson About Friendship and Firing Two Guns Simultaneously Whilst Leaning Sideways Out of An Omnibus.

My crossover ship:

...i have a REAL hard time thinking of Javert in any shippy context whatsoever, and absolutely no incentive to do so,so no. 

BUT Crossover Interaction:  Sam Vimes, absolutely.  Let’s stick Javert in the A-M watch under Vimes from the Jingo era on and let him have a few books of Character Development in Pratchett’s moral cosmos, I think it’d do everyone some good. 

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Uuh my boy Arthur of course. Also that dumb bitch Billy Weir, for funsies.

Arthur <3 baby boy

favorite thing about them: His emotions. He feels things so much all the time, and I love him for it. He tries to shove his emotions down like Tommy, because even though he’s the oldest, he looks up to him, but Arthur’s feelings are too big to shove down, and they just bubble up, out of control. His love and rage and pain and self-loathing and protectiveness take control of him at all times, and I relate to it too hard.

least favorite thing about them: Nothing, he is perfect. He was addicted to cocaine, that’s not good, but it served his character arc.

favorite line: “I'm emotional, I just don't know what fucking emotion it is.“

brOTP: Tommy. All the boys, really, but Tommy especially. 

OTP: Idk, someone who will cherish him the way he deserves.

nOTP: Cocaine

random headcanon: uhhh idk, all the things I can think of are actually canon.

unpopular opinion: I don’t know that I have one, other than how much I love him, but that might not be unpopular.

song i associate with them: Don’t think I have one....yet

favorite picture of them: Any one where he’s smiling. I can’t find one, bc it’s rare, but he has a good smile.

and Mr Idiot Horizon himself

favorite thing about them: he sexe

least favorite thing about them: uhhhh he’s a bitch

favorite line:  “Look at her, Miller. Isn’t she beautiful?” bc of all the jokes that spawned *cough* he fucked a spaceship *cough*

brOTP: none of em, everyone on that ship is too good for him.

OTP: Weir x event horizon

nOTP: I don’t care enough to think of one, he only loves his ship

random headcanon: he fucked a spaceship, need i say more?

unpopular opinion: HE FUCKED A SPACESHIP

song i associate with them: I don’t think about him enough to have one

favorite picture of them: 

Thanks friend

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1. Sonic Miniseries #0

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Don’t Cry for Me, Mobius!

Writer: Michael Gallagher Pencils: Scott Shaw! Colors: Barry Grossman

Ah, the very first story, in the very first issue, of the very first era. This is where it all began, folks. And it’s as generic as it can possibly be. I mean, the comics weren’t intended at this point to become the dramatic, emotional journey through the longest running video game comic ever that they ended up being – this was just the initial miniseries after all – so it’s not exactly unexpected. They did need a stage-setter beginning episode, after all. That said, boy is this the most 90s thing I’ve ever seen.

So, a few important things to note first. I'm listing the writer, penciller, and colorist for each story in each issue, because I find all to be particularly significant. You can clearly see the direction of the comics' storylines change drastically as time goes on depending on who the main writer is, and as for the pencils and colors, the art style of the comics also went through very significant changes as well as some pretty clearly defined "eras" over time, and since I find the different art styles interesting to note, we'll be noting who the main artists are. Here, we begin with Michael Gallagher, who was the head writer at the beginning of the comics' run; our penciller is the apparently very excited Scott Shaw!; and finally, Barry Grossman is our colorist, and remains so for a long time in the early eras.

Anyway, we begin with a very typical encounter between Sonic and Robotnik at the beginning of this story. Robotnik chases Sonic, Sonic throws weapons-grade 90s sass like none other, we get some establishing dialogue that tells us a little bit about what the current situation between them is, meet a villainous goon… the works. Robotnik is using the Mega Muck that made its first appearance in SatAM, which I’m sure has inspired absolutely zero fetishists to do any weird Sonic art in the back corners of DeviantArt. They also do that thing that comics do where the characters just kind of explain exactly what’s happening on panel as it happens:

It should also be noted that in this first issue, Robotnik has normal human eyes. That wouldn’t really be noteworthy on its own until you see what he starts looking like later. *shudder*

We see the beginning of Antoine and Sonic’s rivalry in this first, rather silly story. Sonic also likes to break the fourth wall quite a bit in these early issues, speaking directly to the reader and often encouraging them to interact with the panels by placing their finger here or there. Pretty cute for a kids’ comic, but they dropped that gimmick early.

As this is the first issue, many characters’ designs aren’t finalized. Rotor is called “Boomer” in the early issues, Antoine is missing his trademark French accent, and Tails and Sally look almost unrecognizable from who they became over the course of the comics:

The plotline of this first story is very simple and pretty much a stage-setter for how the issues are going to go down. The Freedom Fighters discover a leak in their base, which comes from the trees crying because Robotnik bulldozed a lot of them. (Weeping willows, is the joke.) They go up to investigate, Robotnik attacks, Sonic defeats him with the power of a magic ring, and they save the day. Doesn’t have much impact on the overarching story of the entire run of the preboot, but I include these early issues for a very specific and important reason which I’ll be getting into much later in the story.

Oh No – Robo! No Mo’ Mobo!

Writer: Michael Gallagher Pencils: Scott Shaw! Colors: Barry Grossman

First of all, can I say that that title is absolutely hilarious. I don’t care how cheesy it is – that’s genuinely clever and funny.

So, this is where the comic lays out the backstory of everything it’s shown so far. A lot of this actually ended up getting retconned, but it still offers a lot of insight, especially into how Sonic himself viewed Robotnik’s takeover. He and his Uncle Chuck ran a chili dog delivery stand, until Robotnik staged his takeover of the world. Interestingly, there is no grand moment of takeover shown – rather, it makes it seem like Robotnik had been spreading his sphere of influence for a while, until it finally overlapped with where Sonic and his uncle lived. Uncle Chuck and Sonic’s dog Muttski were captured and roboticized, and Sonic met Sally for the first time as he tried to stage a rescue. From there – well, I’ll let the final few panels do the talking for me:

Again, a lot of this was retconned in later issues, but I will still include it all in the analysis as though it’s canon, for reasons that will eventually be explained.

A few more interesting things to note: first of all, we learn that Sonic’s middle name is Maurice. This is obviously very important because it’s hilarious. It wasn’t even retconned either, this is canon information about Archie Sonic.

Second of all, we get our very first hint at something very important to the plot of later issues. When Robotnik shows up to capture Chuck, Chuck clearly recognizes him. This isn’t elaborated on, yet. Emphasis on yet.

And finally, in this very first issue we get our first look at Sonic shedding tears. This might not seem significant, especially given the goofy nature of all the events surrounding it, but Sonic as a character has almost never, in any canon he’s been in, cried. He cries I think only once in the anime, which a great deal of emphasis is put on as a shocking and unusual event, and never cries, to my knowledge, in any of the games. He’s meant to be an incredibly strong of heart character, who never gives into despair, and yet here he is, crying over the loss of his uncle. This is something SEGA put strict limits on in much later issues, when they started taking more interest in keeping the plot and characters of the comics in line with their vision, so it’s pretty significant to note, I think.

As a side note, I decided for funsies to check how much money Uncle Chuck and Sonic were charging for their chili dogs. They made 200 of them and Sonic wants $300 in payment, which means on Mobius, a freshly made and instantaneously delivered chili dog costs a whopping $1.50. Can you freaking imagine? Every person on the planet would be subsisting on those things for that price. World hunger would be solved. At least for those who are willing to eat intestine-wrapped processed junk meat. (I kind of hate hot dogs, sue me.)

Well, so marks the end of the very first issue of the entire Sonic Archie preboot. While there wasn’t much plot to speak of, there were some interesting little tidbits in there. Writer Ian Flynn in particular, in the later years of the comic, loved to bring back ancient characters and concepts from the very first few issues to star in new and improved, and much more serious, roles, so we still have a lot of ground to cover here.