#ror arthur

[monochrome-cropcrown]

Excuse me I just see your blog and I haven’t caught up at all to the Jack spin off, BUT WHAT BRO NOAH IS 14-?!😟

According to my and other's calculations, it seems so 😭💀

Anne (20 y.o) met Arthur (18 y.o) and spent time together for more than a month. That 3rd panel is when they fell in love, probably resulting in them doing the cha cha, resulting in Anne being pregnant with Noah.

It stated that the day or a few after the cha cha, Arthur left Anne and disappeared. Keep in mind that Arthur didn't know that Anne was pregnant with him. In the spending of 10 years, Anne seemed to turn her life around after giving birth to Noah. Helping the orphans in the slums, adopting Luna and the other kids, etc.

After the ten years, they finally meet again at the park. This is where Arthur killed Anne. At this time, Noah is obviously 10/9 y.o (Luna is probably way younger).

It stated multiple times that she died 5 years prior the current timeline.

Which means, 10/9 y.o Noah + 5 years of revenge plotting and building Mother Goose = 15/14 y.o current Noah.

We don't have a specific date on when these and the current story is happening, but all that we can say it happened in the 1888s.

In conclusion, him and Luna are underage, depressed children. So I better not see anyone ship them with Jack or any other characters.

[brokensenseofhumor]

This is more of a compilation of translations than a Pimon theory episode but FUCK IT

Spoilers btw

SO WHEN ARTHUR WALKED INTO THE ROOM… PIMON THROW EVERYONE UNDER THE DAMN BUS 😭😭😭

PIMON #1 ARTHUR MEATRIDER. GLIZZY GOBBLER EVEN.

Arthur im hella jealous tell me your secrets on how to get this old man on his knees for me pls and thx

JASPER GETS IT. HE UNDERSTANDS. HELL YEA!!!

PIMON HAD A WHOLE ASS ALARM FOR THE HOLY GRAIL BRO 😭😭😭😭 JUST LIKE I SAID, PIMON #1 ARTHUR SIMP

BRO WENT FULL SIMP HERE BRO 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 ARTHUR WHAT TYPE OF RIZZ DO YOU HAVE THAT A WHOLE 300 YEAR OLD GILF IS GLAZING YOU RELIGIOUSLY no really tell me I need to know, hell give me a full guide-

WHY WAS ARTHUR SO POLITE HERE HELLO HE LITERALLY JUST TORE OFF WAKE’S ARM??? DOES HE PITY WAKE??? IS HE JUST LIKE THIS??

And those are all the images I can put in one post on the app ladies, gents and theys, see yall when I have the energy to make an actual theory

[huntersmoon1]

[penguin--person]

hii everyone i wont be abl3 to. do stuff on here for reasons for some time. but. ive queqedup w bunch of kitty photos for u lads to look at. h3re iugo

[katherynefromphilly]

A while ago some wonderful Merlin fans asked me for a pronunciation guide for the “Common Brittonic” words that Arthur and Merlin use in “And like the cycle of the year, we begin again”.

I put the name Common Brittonic in huge quotes there, because basically I translated English to Modern Welsh, then researched the Consonant and Vowel Shifts that occurred to the related Proto Indo European languages in the Proto Celtic family, and tried to reverse-engineer the spelling. After that, I threw in a bit of Cornish influence and Manx spellings, you know, as one does, just for fun.

If you’re interested in the actual state of Brythonic Linguistic Reconstruction, there are many scholarly articles about it. Take some headache pills before you read them though. The topic gets very deep, very fast, and that particular rabbit hole has no bottom.

Anyway, here’s what the words sound like in my head — more Cornish than Welsh, with a flowing Latin influence.

Chapter 5:
“Pwy ydysw swhi bobl?” - “Who are you people?” - “Pwee DIH-SIHW swih bow-bull?”

“Bedh syon diwydd yma?!” - “What is happening here?” - “BETH-see-on dih-WHEETH-ee-mah”

“Merlin, a ywn schi?” - “Merlin, is that you?” - “Merlin, a-EEWAN she?”

“Nizh zhwi yn breuzhwetio?” - “Is this a dream?” - “Nizz ZWEE-een brayz-WET-cho?”

“Na, nizh ythych yn breuzhwetio” - “No, this is not a dream” - “Nah, nizz-HEETH-itch ee-in brayz-WET-cho”

Chapter 13:
“H’ud oyr awyr ar daear?” - “What on earth is it now?” - “Huh-DOE-ee-arr aweer arr-DAY-arr?”

“Merlin! Ble edech c’hi!” Damniasech, ble wyt ti!” - “Merlin! Where are you? Damn it where are you!” - “Merlin! Bled-ECK chee? Dahm-nih-sech, bleh WIT-tee?”

“Rydw i yma! Fod yn dawel!” - “I’m here! Be quiet!” / “Ree-DWEE-mah! Fow-DEEN dah-well!”

Chapter 14:
“Galwch barhau idal mi en avr, ni galweh shi?” - “Can you understand the words I’m saying” - “Galwich bar-how-ih-dall mee-in aver, nih gal-weh she?”


Chapter 18:
“Ror gora idos silus arnint!” - “Stop staring at them” - “Roar GORRIDOS sillus ar-nint.”

“Nid spi oed inos silus arnint!” - “I’m not staring at them” - “NID spy-oh-wed innohs sillus ar-nint!”

Chapter 29:

“Rhifegh ahn gifarweh.” - “Familiar yet strange. Known yet unknown.” - “RIFF-ehh gahnn gih-FAR-wehh”

[sigyns-drafts]

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Norse mythology

Odin

Frigg

Fulla

Baldr

Hodr

Hermodr

Nanna

Hoenir

Jord

Thor

Sif

Thrud

Magni

Modi

Jarnsaxa

Loki

Angrboda

Sigyn

Fenrir

Jormungandr

Hel

Njord

Skadi

Freyja

Freyr

Gerdr

Eir

Lofn

Sjofn

Saga

Sol & Mani

Snv/RoR

Odin

Thor

Loki

Heimdallr

Brunhilde (including all Valkyries)

Hermes

Hercules

Aphrodite

Hades

Shiva + his wives

Rudra

Anubis

Lu bu

Adam & Eve

Kojiro Sasaki

Jack the ripper

Buddha

Qin

Apollo

Poseidon

Smite

Maman Brigitte

Amaterasu

Anhur

Anubis

Ao kuang

Aphrodite

Arcane

Ares

Athena

Artio

Awilix

Baron samedi

Bastet

Ballona

Cernunnos

Chaac

Chang e

Charon

Cu chualinn

Da ji

Discordia

Erlang shen

Eset

Fafnir

Freya

Ganesha

Gilgamesh

Guan yu

Hantchiman

Hades

He bo

Heimdallr

Hel

Hera

Horus

Hou yi

Isthar

Iz chel

Izanami

Janus

Jormungandr

Kali

King Arthur

Kukulkan

Lancelot

Loki

Maui

Medusa

Merlin

Morgan le fay

Mulan

Neith

Nike

Nox

Nemesis

Nu wa

Odin

Olorun

Osiris

Pele

Persephone

Poseidon

Ra

Rama

Sequet

Set

Shiva

Sol

Skadi

Sobek

Sun wukong

Surtr

Susano

Terra

Thanatos

The Morrigan

Thor

Tiamat

Tsukuyomi

Tyr

Ullr

Vulcan

Xbalanque

Yemoja

Ymir

Yu Huang

Zeus

Ror!Thor x Fem!Sif reader(A kiss under the evening sun)

Ror!Hermes x NB! Human reader (Enchanting music of the night)

In whistling spirits can be growth (Hades x Persephone)

With an Honorary status, beware the rubble (Odin, Loki, Sigyn, Angrboda)

The unlikely jackal-headed companion (Ror!Anubis x fem!reader)

Bonding by the Nile (Smite!Sobek & Neith)

With parental aid, my cycle's dread will fade (Hel!Reader with Loki and Sigyn)

Slumber in the Divine Boardroom (Gn!Reader x ror!Hades x Buddha x Loki x Poseidon)

Secret crushes and seashells (Ror poseidon x oc)

You remind me so much of him (ror buddha x fem!reader)

[11queensupreme11]

Come up with 13 fighters from the Gods' side and 13 fighters from the humans. You're only allowed 2 repeated fighters. [This time, add more goddess representation.] ~ ^(ФωФ)^

13 god fighters:

hera (i just wanna see her fight, this bitch is CRAZY, i know she'd totally win her round)

bastet, egyptian goddess of cats (i picked her because i like cats)

hel, norse goddess of helheim (i like her in the thor: ragnarok movie)

cheuksin, korean toilet goddess, yes you heard me right

yal-un eke, mongolian goddess of fire (she just sounds cool)

baba yaga (not actually a goddess, but a slavic folklore character, but if ror can have to ocs, then i can do this!)

manislat, phillipine goddess of broken homes (she's a crazy bitch that thrives on broken homes and gets pissed whenever ppl are happy 💀, probably hates child protective services? or maybe doesn't cuz they kinda suck too)

yudi or jade emperor, the chinese god of heaven

batara sambu, indonesian god of teachers (i would pit him against an american simply because he would be pissed at the low wages teachers have there)

enlil, mesopotamian god of wind, air, earth, and storms

raijin, japanese god of thunder and lightning

maui, hawaiian demigod (picked him cuz of the disney movie moana)

dievas, lithuanian god of light, sky, prosperity, wealth, ruler of gods, creator deity

13 human fighters:

christopher columbus (solely because i know he'd get absolutely wrecked and i would enjoy every second of it)

marilyn monroe (idk who she would fight, but she would win!!!)

cleopatra

elizabeth bathory (yes the psycho)

joan of arc

martin luther king jr (he would make a GREAT speech before beating the shit outta his opponent)

anne boleyn (not only will she win, but henry viii would become public enemy #1!!!)

karl marx (communism 😈)

sigmund freud (lets be honest, the gods are incestuous so he'd have a blast diagnosing them with oedipus complex/electra complex. this is his wet dream come to life!)

freddie oversteen (lured and killed nazis with her big sister!!!)

julius caesar (watch him get stabbed again LMAOOOO)

sappho (she will win by rizzing up her female opponent through the power of romantic poetry and they both will live happily ever after, the end 💖)

king arthur pendragon (he's in shrek, lol)

[fallenstar193]

ROR OC Morrigan

Name meaning: Fate

Height/Weight: 170cm, 56kg

Origin: Legend of King Arthur, English faerie lore

Region: Orkney at World's End

Alignment: Lawful-Evil

Gender: Female

Backstory: The queen who rules over the Faerie Britain. She has established an absolute monarchy in Faerie Britain, oppressing the fae for over 2,000 years.

The highest ranked faerie and a divinely brilliant mage, she bears Rhongomyniad, the Lance of the World's End, as a form of magecraft. Old English faerie lore tells of Morrigan as a "benevolent faerie of the lake," which was later adapted into Arthurian legends as a villainess opposing King Arthur.

On the other hand, she is conflated with the faerie Viviane who bestowed the sacred sword upon King Arthur and guarded him after this death.

In Proper Human History, Morrigan was the daughter of Tintagel, the fae child conceived by Igraine, the progeny of the British Isles...and later, Altria's stepsister, as Morrigan's mother Igraine wed King Uther.

Altria was designed as a human king as part of a human stratagem. Morrigan, after learning that she was the true ruler meant to inherit the Mystics of the British Isles, came to despise King Uther, her sister Altria, and all humans who refused to swear fealty to her. This hatred was a major source of destruction in Britain.

The Utopia No Longer Within Reach.

The white-walled castle Camelot, which Morrigan longed to triumphantly enter all her life but was never able to. Her unfulfilled wish gave way to sorrow, and eventually hatred.

Her twisted desire for control and privilege; her burning homesickness; her rage at humans; her loathing for Altria, an identical being who sat upon the throne in Camelot—

These all warped Morrigan into someone bent on destroying the Round Table.

Her Rhongomyniad is the very being, expressed as magecraft. It embodies Morrigan's love and resentment, momentarily traversing the path she can never walk, only to destroy it.

Morrigan's ultimate foe is not King Arthur. To defeat destiny—humanity—which once destroyed the fae of Britain for their own convenience, she returned from the World's End and became a witch to curse the entire world.

Personality: 

A cold, ruthless queen who trusts only in her own power. It isn't that she never trusts others, but they cannot be relied upon.

Morrigan's first priority is the orderly rule of the British Isles. She dislikes humans, faeries, weakness, ugliness, equality, and peace. From the perspective of her subjects, she is evil incarnate. Yet, she dislikes them not because she finds them needless, but because they are incompatible with her.

To Morrigan, control is just. Anything which threatens that control is evil. Therefore, Morrigan's personal preferences are unrelated to her standards of good and evil as a sovereign. Even if she personally finds something distasteful, she will openly acknowledge and tolerate it if it is necessary to her rule. Her absolute, extreme values make her seem like a heartless machine.

That said, Morrigan does have a heart. She is simply no longer capable of strongly feeling happiness and sadness, hatred and rage, or love and romance. After so many years of single-mindedly protecting Britain, her heart has gone cold. Except for one last flicker of passion in her chest—

a long-held yearning of her past self.

Her goal to control Britain is the sole wish that still drives her.

...It is not a human-like dream from her youth, but rather simply what she was born to do. This is a truth she learned during her long, long journey.

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Morrigan of Proper Human History is a storybook villain with an infamously amorous, brutal, and impulsive character, but this Morrigan had those aspects weathered away by the passage of time, leaving her a tranquil, intelligent woman—a frustrated, or perhaps reformed, nation-ruining beauty.

Everything, from sensual pleasures, to the thrill of hurting someone, to the exhilaration of self-fulfillment, is, in Morrigan's own words,

"Boring. I tire of such things."

However, her qualities are simply subdued, not gone. If she were to find herself in dire enough circumstances, her old wicked ways and preferences might reemerge.

Quotes: 

“This is an act of clemency. Bow your head. There is no fear, no hope—Only a sinner's death. None may pass!”

“Good... Very good. Beg for forgiveness at my feet. This is all holy swords are worth! Fall! Roadless Camelot!”

“Tis a ruinous dream I cannot bear to see. No recompense, no salvation to be had. At the world's end, a bird sings of tomorrow. Let this be a sign—Roadless Camelot.”

“So this is what I lacked. No, perhaps not. I could not have possessed it there. Once I gained something more previous than myself, my two thousand-year reign was over...How ironic. This time, I will not fail. I will craft laws that prevent the unexpected loss of both yourself and my ambitions.”

“What are you so happy for? I fought for you. Victory was all but guaranteed.”

“What I dislike...Nothing in particular. Caterpillars, though.”

[monochrome-cropcrown]

The fact that they purposely make Jack burn Arthur using some oil and fire, as an excuse to draw Arthur buff up half-naked mid fight is diabolical..

LIKE-

WHY HIM??? WHY CANT IT BE JACK?? 😡👿

THE ONLY TIME WE'VE SEEN JACK SHIRTLESS WAS WHEN HE'S ALL BANDAGED UP AND INJURED AND IN AJICHIKA'S OFFICIAL ART

AND THEY HAVE NO REASON TO MAKE THIS MUSTY AHH SKUNK BUFF AS FUCK-

ITS NOT FAIIRRRR

[brokensenseofhumor]

OK BUT LIKE. HOW IS IT POSSIBLE THAT THIS 👆 BEAUTIFUL GILF

IS THE #1 DICKRIDER OF THIS

THIS MAN IS A DEADBEAT FATHER, HE KILLED THE MOTHER OF HIS SON, AND IS TRYING TO OVERTHROW THE BRITISH GOVERNMENT THROUGH CRIME 💀💀💀💀💀

Pimon I’m afraid to break it to you but you are a DICKRIDER. A MEAT MUNCHER. A GLIZZY GOBBLER. A SALAMI SLOPPER. A SAUSAGE LICKER.

[nuatthebeach]

Movie!Hinny Positivity Post

Scrolling through my posts, I realize I tend to shit on Movie Hinny, Ginny, and Harry a lot lmfaooo, so I thought I’d make a Movie!Hinny positivity post to prove to myself I really can be optimistic about a mostly pessimistic adaptation if I try. Feel free to reblog and add more to this list if I missed any!

1. The MOVIE SOUNDTRACKS HOT DAMN. The songs “Ginny” and “When Ginny Kissed Harry” has to be in my top 3 movie songs (right after “Snape to Malfoy Manor” aka the title theme song to DH1). They are just so angelic and beautiful that it makes their kissing scenes way more palatable to watch imho.

2. The intense, piercing, soul-searching way Harry looks at her in the last three movies (though mainly HBP). Even though they don’t really speak to each other much in HBP, their heated looks manage to tell a story of their own that I don’t even think Romione does until some parts of DH1. Seriously, Harry doesn’t look at anyone in the heated way he looks at Ginny, not even Cho, Romilda, Luna, or the waitress diner girl at the beginning of HBP, whom if they were given noncanon romantic looks were nowhere near as searing as the ones he gave to Ginny. (The only time he gets even close is to Hermione during the noncanon dancing tent scene but I’m trying to keep this post positive lmfao so let’s move on…). For instance, even if you don’t like these scenes there’s no denying the actors - especially Dan Rad - mastered the great art of eye-fucking. Think about it: the looks when Harry gazes up at her while she’s at the top of the Burrow all-Repunzel-Flynn-Ryder-style with the song “Ginny” playing in the background, when Harry finishes that tension-filled hug also at the Burrow, when he’s listening to her brothers tease Ginny about Dean in Fred and George’s shop, when Ginny walks in late during Slughorn’s dinner and he stands up and stares at her, when she walks in the RoR in DH2 and the hard set of Harry’s jawline and eyes go soft when they see her, when SHE ASKS TO ZIP UP HER DRESS AND THE UP-AND-DOWN LOOK HE GIVES LITERALLY RIGHT WHILE HES DOING IT OH MY FFFFING LORDDDDD 💦💦💦🌊🌊🌊. Anywho.

3. The hug Ginny gives Harry after Dumbledore dies. A beautiful addition to the books that actually contributes to the strength of their relationship. In the books, Ginny is the only one to pull Harry away from his beloved mentor and idol’s body, but in the movies, she stays with him and holds him through his pain, really emphasizing her role as his greatest source of comfort. Both versions of course were cute, but this was not bad either.

4. When Ron says “you know why I listen to the radio every day? So I don’t hear Ginny, or Fred, or Molly” and Harry goes “you think I’m not listening too? You think I don’t know how this feels?!” Okay, I know that the focus of this fight in the movie was not on Hinny but at least it shows that Harry was thinking about her even if not all of his actions in the tent scenes did.

5. Right before the Golden Trio Disapperates from Fleur and Bill’s wedding and Harry shouts “Ginny!” while running to protect her but Lupin holds him back and pushes him toward his friends. (Which btw is very much reminiscent of when Lupin holds him back from running to Sirius right after he dies AND as we see later in DH2, when Arthur holds Ginny back from running to “dead” Harry as she shouts “No. NO!”). An uncharacteristic thoughtful small scene written by the man himself, Steve Kloves, everyone, who would’ve thought.

6. When they kiss in DH2 spontaneously and Ginny goes “I know,” which many assume to mean that she knows that Harry was about to tell her he loves her. This was also their least cringey on-screen kiss, so extra points for that. ALSO FUN FACT which y’all might know already and I’m just slow but did you know that Daniel Radcliffe and Bonnie Wright actually improvised that kiss scene? There’s an interview online in which DR talks about it (he says something along the lines of “I could die any minute now, Ginny. We should probably kiss” in that very awkward, dry way that he’s known to talk in interviews lmfaoooo.)

7. when Hermione says “how does it feel like, when you see Dean with Ginny?” and after the whole Angry Bird™️ live action moment she performs, Harry goes “It feels like this.” I’m not a huge fan of this scene generally for other reasons but something about this dialogue was very poignant and was a good summary of his feelings even if the actual acting/scripts for other parts didn’t always match up.

8. The deleted scene of Harry desperately clutching Ginny’s hand while marching toward the Great Hall in DH2. Also plot-wise, it makes a lot more sense if they had not removed it because otherwise one is left questioning how Harry showed up in the following scene in which he accuses Snape.

9. In the Epilogue scene where Albus falls behind and Ginny and Harry look at each other with the same cadence as an old married couple who just internally know each other and their child and how to console him. It just screams long-term intimacy and maturity, I love it. The glance happens for a millisecond but it’s definitely, obviously there.

10. In COS where Ginny runs away from Harry when they first meet is honestly the cutest thing in the history of forever. Plus the way Harry runs and I mean runs to her cold almost dead body and grips her hand when he finds her on the Chamber floor.

11. This is less of a Movie Hinny thing but a Movie Ginny thing but you guys. The sheer COMMAND my girl has on the Quidditch field in the match against Slytherin. Even though the focus is on Ron’s victory (another soundtrack song that ranks prolly #5 for me), if you pay attention to Ginny’s plays, she’s absolutely fucking fierce and impressive as hell. To the point that the strength of her Quaffle throw knocked a few Slytherins against the hoops too. Again, it’s subtle but unmistakably, purposefully there.

12. Another Movie!Ginny appreciative moment is literally almost all of her dialogue in GoF. (“I think you’re in love, Ron.” “I’m not wearing that it’s ghastly.” “Don’t be so rude.”) She’s hilarious and where was that sass and spunk in the later movies where they actually mattered??

13. Again, again, again, the friendly but awe-encompassing looks he gives her in OoTP when she beats the shit out of that dummy with her Reducto spell and when he compliments her Patronus (“Excellent, Ginny!”). You can definitely see that the movie producers, director, and whatnot are trying to get viewers to see her at least as powerful and contributive, if nothing else.

What Movie!Hinny positive moments did I miss that you appreciated?

[rukia-writes]

hii how are you?

So i've seen thar you like heracle a lot and i have a question,

wich between jack the ripper and heracle gas the worst past?

do you think zeus bad been a loveing father to heracle, Hermes and Ares?

Is It me or Anne kinda shows that She cares about jack,maybe like a step-son to her.?

I Hope we can see more about his padt in the spin off,

I don’t think Heracles had sad past especially like that of Jack the Ripper.

I, personally, I seperate almost all characters of RoR from mythology counterparts, and I don’t believe Zeus (until proven wrong) that he’s a bad father.

As a matter of fact in round 4 when Ares was losing his mind that Hercules would lose it was Zeus who told him (gave him a love punch) to get it together (as a father should) and believe in Hercules ♥️

And the way he greets his sons Hermes and Ares you can tell he’s your typical father. (As a matter of fact you really don’t hear Zeus complain about Ares while his mythological self HATED Ares. Huh.)

Anyway!

Anne is definitely Jack’s mother ♥️ you can tell that from get go but mainly when she was willing to fight the MEN in the stadiums that were talking shit about Jack.

That’s definitely “Talk shit about my son, catch these hands!”

I’m excited to see Jack’s spin off I hope to see Arthur Doyle (he was a snack too ♥️) Jack was top 5 in the popularity poll so I know sales will do well. ♥️

[harmonyandco]

Hermione has no idea that she’s doing it - but she’s been driving Harry crazy. It started with the Yule Ball where Harry got a swift kick up his arse and realised Hermione’s gorgeous.

He pretty much got over his tepid crush on Cho that night but he’s not sure how to pursue Hermione.

Then as Molly makes the kids clean Grimmauld without magic, Hermione blushes while helping him clean Sirius’s old room but she’s unable to meet his eyes.

Next they clean the library, a task Hermione immensely enjoys and Harry finds himself getting a semi hardon pretty much every time she climbs up a ladder and he can see the curve of her ass, when she bends down and he can’t help but ogle at it too.

That is until he sees Hermione browsing pictures of her family and Harry walks up to her and she shows him the album which contains pictures of Hermione in a bikini and Harry realises he might combust at the sight of the tantalising flesh that is the swell of her breasts, he never got a peek at ever but he can’t look away from in her beach pictures. When Hermione’s distracted, Harry makes a duplicate of the picture and sneaks it into his pocket.

Later at night, he wanks off with her picture in hand. A practice he continues even at Hogwarts.

But tired of just having his hand and finally feeling Hermione’s lush body press against his as she quivers in his arms upon meeting Grawp, Harry can’t help himself and want her quivering in his arms, pressed against his body for a wholly different reason and in a completely different way. So he sets out to seduce Hermione and drive her as crazy as she’s made him.

It starts with him accidentally brushing against her, standing closer than usual and the likes, and when he notes Hermione doesn’t mind him invading her space and gets rather flustered, he’s encouraged and thrilled.

After another detention from Umbridge, and another treatment of Murlap on his skin by Hermione’s gentle fingers as they’re alone in the common room, Harry braces himself and kisses her cheek, his lips almost touching the corner of her mouth to thank her and even as Hermione sucks in a sharp breath, she blushes, stammers a you’re welcome and in a daze walks to her dorms making Harry happy.

In the RoR, after another secret lesson, Harry and Hermione are the only ones around to plan another lesson when Harry makes the next move and finally kisses Hermione.

Hermione reciprocates with enthusiasm and pretty soon, the nights she’s not patrolling, the couple sneaks off with Harry’s cloak and the map to the RoR for some alone time in private.

The night Hermione saves him by tricking Umbridge into the forest, Harry goes down on her for the first time ever, to thank her for her brilliance, it doesn’t hurt that he’s been dying to taste her.

Hermione gets a chance to return the favour finally on Harry’s birthday, as the duo sneaks off into Arthur’s she’d at the Burrow in the middle of the night and Hermione goes down on her knees and gives Harry his first ever blow job.

When sixth year gets too stressful and even though Hermione believes Harry that Draco is up to something but the duo are unable to find what he’s doing and to what ends, they start occupying the RoR to keep him out and foil his plans as much as possible.

After a particularly stressful quidditch match, where Harry nearly got killed thanks to Cormac as Ron was in the hospital due to food poisoning, Hermione’s unable to help herself and that night, she decides to take the final step and the two lose their virginities to each other in the RoR. Hermione reaching out to Harry repeatedly over the course of the night to confirm he’s still with her and she hasn’t lost him.

Ron learns about their relationship and thus denies joining them on the hunt, proclaiming he’d be uncomfortable with them as they’re a couple and he’d feel like a third wheel.

The war ends as all the Horcruxes are destroyed.

Harry and Hermione celebrate in the RoR and that night, for the first time, they forget to cast the contraceptive charm in between tears and laughter and the joy of everything ending finally.

Three months later Hermione realises she’s pregnant and immediately informs Harry. The duo is scared witless but Harry is thrilled to have a family of his own and seeing his joy, the last vestiges of fear leave Hermione’s mind too.

Two months later they are married in a small and private ceremony as the couple chooses to have a magically binding wedding with Hermione’s father giving her away.

Hermione’s second trimester had made her extremely horny and the couple has the best sex of their lives, to that point, on their wedding night.

Four months later their daughter, Hope is born. Three years later, she’d have a brother, Jacob and Harry and Hermione’s youngest child, Ashley, would be born two days before their tenth anniversary.

[hp-fanworks-central]

One More Fic ISO request list from one of our members!

For these, the pairing is unknown.

Whimsic Alley

Preservation charm on flowers (several bouquets, all preserved)

Hermione; blood ritual to bring back dead, involved Sirius, Bill, and a Russian/Eastern European auror or curse breaker

Hermione didn’t actually erase her parents’ memories, just modified her own to make it seem that way

Parlor in Malfoy manor: Hermione hates how yellow it is

Severus and Sirius had faked their animosity, toasted each other and called Dumbledore all kinds of names at Grimmauld Place

Lucius and Arthur regaling everyone with quidditch memories. (Lumione maybe? Or Drinny?)

Severus wonders if Luna was using drugs when writing essays, etc for his classes

Intercepted Patroni

Pocketwatch that stores and triggers memories. (Harmony? Grocery run?)

Sopophorous beans, using alcohol to separate the juice from the pieces

Have to dodge conversation with Flitwick at high table or you never get to finish your meal

Healing salve for after first time

Beads—red for quill, blue for book

Congee, elves, Hermione visiting to fix whatever problem is plaguing castle

Hermione obliviated from everyone’s memories, working in Muggle world under the name ‘Minerva Snape’

Remione or Sevmione with magical library; one shelf that can cycle and find the correct book

Eight+ years of spells and potions to bring SS back to life, he wakes from coma during daily bath? (Hermione had plans and has to leave, was it her bday?)

Luna and Hermione laying on ground staring at ceiling of entrance hall, commenting on solar system

Narcissa circlet with stones imbued with potion to help with coma/fugue

Hermione plays piano in RoR identified! Liminal by Cybrokat

Apprentice Hermione, hugs Severus when NEWT results come in, Ron humiliated her in Great Hall (Probably Sevmione)

Snape is teaching Apparition, Hermione is the only one to perfectly apparate and disapparate (Probably Sevmione)

Severus goes as Tobias/Toby, bruv accent?

Apprentice!Hermione panic attacks triggered by knives

Dramione or Sevmione (fairly certain sshg), Draco and Hermione are head students, Harry assaults Hermione in the dorm, Minerva doesn’t know how to respond, sends Harry to Moody with Remus; Severus takes care of Hermione after

Hermione in marauder era, they ambush her in the owlery

Boat chase in Venice, Harry an auror, Severus was a spy? Luna and Ginny and Hermione on vacation and Hermione stumbles into a secret deal

Engraved stirring rod

Hermione enchanted locket—only shows your true love?

Post-war, Severus is deaged, lives with Harry? Identified!

8th year/apprentice!Hermione (pretty sure Sevmione but small chance it’s Dramione) Hermione catches Ron cheating with Lavender, she dumps him but demands he say they broke up amicably because she knows Harry will feel torn between them. Ginny sees through it and calls BS because she doesn’t believe Ron knows what “amicably” means.

[constitutionalweasleymonarchy]

Don’t really know the etiquette for prompts but how do you imagine the Weasley’s finding out about Ron and Hermione finally getting together. Obviously post-battle they’d be focused on Fred but there seems to be surprisingly little written on the initial reaction and what has been never seems more than a throwaway line. (P.s loooove your fics especially Must Be One of Arthur’s Boys)

Thank you so much! <3 I also don’t really know the etiquette surrounding prompts, hah, but after seeing this question I was inspired to write a little drabble (500-ish words, below the read-more link). It’s George-centric but concerns R/Hr, and I’m so sorry it’s pretty bittersweet, but as Fred’s death destroyed me I just continue to try to destroy others over it.

Anyway, yeah, the Weasleys’ finding out about R/Hr. Obviously nobody sees The Kiss because it happens when the trio are alone in the RoR, and then post-battle with the immense grief over Fred we can hardly expect R/Hr to make A Big Thing out of it. I imagine it took even R/Hr some time afterwards to really let themselves feel happy, because they both would have been crushed by everything (Fred + everyone else + survivor’s guilt in general). I reckon they wouldn’t have been in people’s faces about it, but also, not necessarily trying to hide it; being noticeably more affectionate during this time when they’re leaning on one another for support. And overall I think the family’s reactions would have been... not terribly surprised? Not that they’d have predicted it, necessarily, but once it happened I think they’d have been more or less, “Ah, that makes sense” -- which I think is the reaction a lot of times when one of your family members starts dating someone they’ve been best friends with for years. I like to think Arthur and Molly would be pretty over the moon about it, when they all start to move past the grief.

Please enjoy some bittersweet George noticing and reacting to Ronmione. <3

George was beyond caring that it was entirely rude of him to sweep into the house ahead of everyone -- nearly at a run -- and up the stairs to his room after returning from the funeral, paying no heed to the fact that the house and garden would soon be receiving family and friends. And if he did decide to re-emerge from his room to make an appearance, it certainly wouldn’t be in these godforsaken dress robes he was presently ripping off, sweaty and annoyed in the unseasonably warm weather for May.

In his boxers and undershirt, he flung himself onto his bed in anticipation of a solid seven or eight hours of staring at the ceiling, when there came a tap at the door.

“George?” ventured his brother. “Mum asked me to -- ”

“Bugger off.”

To his credit, Percy didn’t press the issue, and George was left once more to his own devices.

God knew Percy was trying, George supposed, but he was still Percy -- couldn’t help it, probably -- and it was like having two of Mum around.

And as much an automatic reaction as it had been for George to let out a laugh at a completely inappropriate moment during the funeral service, it had been as much an automatic reaction for Percy, sat next to him, to mutter through clenched teeth, “Are you kidding me?”

George hadn’t been laughing at the service (well, in all honesty, Fred would have hated it, but that was neither here nor there). What he’d been laughing about was the inescapable conclusion as to exactly what was going on between Ron and Hermione now, and the subsequent realization that Fred, as always, had got the last word.

Holding hands hardly seemed to mean anything immediately following the battle, when everybody had been clinging to one another in some fashion, but at some point you simply couldn’t miss the way they’d been holding hands -- nor the way their arms automatically went ‘round one another, nor the way Ron had bent his head towards her today when he was trying not to cry and how she’d responded by placing her hand against his cheek and whispering in his ear.

Well, good for Ron, but he’d really been such an idiot in getting to this point, and someday when George got his head on straight again George was going to tell him so.

But for now? For now George Weasley was going to pay a debt of honor.

The jeans George had been wearing the day before the battle were still in a heap on the floor next to the closet, and he hauled himself out of bed to retrieve them, digging through the pockets until he found what he was after.

The coins jingled in his palm as he crossed the little room, pausing for a second, envisioning exactly how Fred would have been sat in his chair, feet propped on the corner of his desk, grinning like a right twat, snapping his fingers and tapping the desk top in characteristically smug fashion.

Close as he dared come to smiling, George placed ten Galleons in a tidy stack in the center of Fred’s desk.

“You win, you bastard.”

[phantoms-lair]

Mirror’s Gaze part 17

Didn’t think this would happen? Honestly me neither. But I wanted to get it done for the 50th Anniversary of Scooby Doo tonight, so victory!

Previously on Mirror’s Gaze

They met again in the diner and Arthur wondered if there was an end to Shaggy’s appetite. He wished, perhaps selfishly, that he had Lewis’s cooking to fill the bottomless pit. No, definitely selfish, since Lewis already had to cook for Vivi when he couldn’t even eat himself.  As it was, the accumulated food costs had been adding up to a horrifying number. He tried to keep it to a minimum to keep costs down, but it seemed like he’d never be full again. Still it was getting harder not to not to start crying when he saw the total rising.

He had tried to get away with just a glass of water, by Velma had shot him Vivi’s ‘you’re not taking care of yourself’ look (And why did anyone but Vivi even have that?) so he’d ordered a large plate of fries. Maybe he should start looking for all you can eat buffets. Normally they were more expensive, but it might currently be the more cost-effective option.

The afternoon had been productive at least. The list of ex-Fezness employees had been huge, but the number of employees who could both build an animatronic robot and program in behavior was much smaller. In fact only five names came up. Louise Clayton, Marcella Garrett, Bertrum Reynolds, Frank Lambert, and Matthew Luna.

Velma was devouring the hidden file, apparently craving the knowledge it contained like this body craved food (once she was sure Arthur was actually eating). “This is fascinating. I can’t believe Professor Mansfield, his assistant, and student created this.”

“That’s not the only thing, look at this.” Fred pointed out one of the names on Arthur and Velma’s list, then at the front of the file.

“Jeepers, do you think there’s a connection?” Daphne asked.

“Very likely.”

Arthur craned his neck to look at the front of the document. Ah. “So time to call the police?” It was far from open and shut, but it was a reasonable connection.

Fred and Daphne looked at him oddly, though Velma was still engrossed with the document. “We haven’t caught the culprit yet,” Fred pointed out. “But don’t worry, I’ve got the first workings of a plan.”

“Why would we catch the culprit?” Arthur asked, confused. “I mean, yeah, citizen arrests are a thing, but this is literally what the police are for. We’ve found the clues, put them together in a reasonable fashion, now we turn over the evidence to the authorities who can legally make the arrest and build a case so they can be prosecuted.” 

Why were they looking at him like he’d grown an extra head?

“There’s nothing to be worried about,” Velma hadn’t looked up from the document. “It’s not like it’s a real evil AI. There’s a human controlling it.”

“Of course there’s a human controlling it.” Arthur was baffled. “And do you know what humans can have? Guns. Especially humans with a lack of respect for law and order. Not to mention none of what we found is admissible in court since it was obtained without a warrant.” He gestured to the document. “Or through illegal breaking and entering.”

Fred frowned. “It wasn’t like we were trying to rob the place, Arthur. We were looking for clues.”

“Which to do legally you need either permission or be a member of law enforcement with a judge-issued warrant. Evidence obtained otherwise is non-admissible and can compromise the integrity of a case, sometimes even causing it to be thrown out.” This was his job, at least one of them.

“Arthur may have a point,” Velma conceded. “Most of the clues we find wouldn’t fly in a trial. However, it’s almost moot in a case where the culprit is caught red handed and confesses, so as long as we catch him, it’ll work out.” 

That seemed overly optimistic “Okay, but can we get back to my other concern. Mainly, what if he has a gun?!” 

 “You worry too much,” Daphne patted his shoulder. “It’ll be fine, you’ll see.”

Arthur groaned, resting his head on the table. Even Vivi at her most enthusiastic didn’t completely discount risk. Misjudged, maybe, but never discount. His first impulse was to bow out now. Go to the police on his own, present his case, and hope they followed up. The problem was, he couldn’t rule out the kids doing something foolish in the meantime. He sighed. The best thing he could do to keep them safe was to stay and hope to mitigate. “Okay, what do you have so far? We can build on that.”

“Sure,” Fred felt a bit thrown off his game. Usually he just made the plan and everyone else went along with it. “We need to lure the robot out again. We can assure the creator wants this.” He tapped the file in Velma’s hands. “We just need someone else to announce they have a copy, maybe that it’s being patented in memory of Dr. Mansfield. The robot should come for that.”

“While basic behaviors could be programmed in, being able to react quickly enough to capture a person would require real time input from someone who was watching what was happening. So the culprit would have to be on site.” Velma deduced.

“Still might not be easily noticeable, if the commands are being given via a smart phone it’ll blend in with everyone trying to record it.” Arthur pointed out. “We could probably make a signal blocker without too much difficulty, especially if we can assume it uses similar systems to Fezness. But that won’t catch our culprit red-handed,”

“A blind?” Daphne suggested. “The robot is going to cause a lot of chaos, but judging by it’s fingers I bet it would have some trouble picking the actual folder up without losing pages.”

“And we catch our culprit when he goes for the file.” Fred grinned. Sure, it didn’t involved building a trap, but he had to admit coming up with the plan together was fun. “He won’t come close if there’s a lot of people there, so we have one person hiding in the podium ready to catch him the the act while everyone is distracted.”

Which would be the most dangerous location, being alone with the criminal while he was at his most desperate. “And who would the one in that position?” Honestly, he was expecting it to be Fred. He was the leader, after all. If it was their team, he knew Vivi would have insisted she be the one of the front line, at least before Lewis became a ghost and thus immune to conventional weapons. (She’d still try, but it would be possible to talk her out of it.)

So it was to Arthur’s surprise that everyone turned to look at him. And it was too automatic to be because he was older and more experienced. They expected Shaggy to be the one to get close.

“And why exactly do you think me, the one least wanting to do this, should be in the most dangerous position?” Of course, he was planning to anyway to keep the kids safe, but wanted to hear what they said.

“Would you do it for a Scooby Snack?” The question was automatic, Fred asked it without really thinking.

The fork fell from Arthur’s hand and clanged loudly against the plate holding his mostly eaten eggs. “Excuse me, I must have misheard. Did you just try to get me to do something dangerous by bribing me with dog treats?” His voice seemed to freeze the air around him. They’d never heard this scathing tone from Arthur and certainly never from Shaggy.

Fred, Daphne, and Velma froze, trying to switch tracks to the suddenly hostility radiating from Arthur.

“Raggy roves rhem!” Scooby barked back. “Re’d reat rhem rogether rall rhe rime. Ri...ri riss Raggy.” The great dane broke down into quiet sobs.

The cold fury seemed to wash away from Arthur, leaving an awkward atmosphere.

“We’re getting him back, Scooby.” Daphne promised. “It’s not going to be too long now.”

Scooby let out a low whine and rested his head on the table. He’d never been away from Shaggy for so long in his life. And phone calls were better than nothing, but nowhere near the same.

Arthur tentatively patted Scooby on the head, as if afraid him being a facsimile of his friend would just make it worse. “Just another couple of days. No more stops, okay.”

“Rop ror rood?” Scooby asked, a small smile showing he was joking.

“Yeah, don’t think either of us would do well if we didn’t stop for food.” Arthur agreed. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down the rest of the way. “Look, I’m going to check on the Fezness patents so we can build our signal jammer better. Let me know if anything comes up.” Arthur headed to the counter to pay his bill and then left.

The Gang watched him go, still in mild surprise. Velma took over petting Scooby.

“Well yeah, it sounds bad if you put it that way,” Fred said uncomfortably.

“True, but how else could you put it? We have been bribing Shaggy with dog treats.” Velma pointed out, subdued.

“Because he likes them. But right now that’s not making me feel better.” Daphne sighed. 

~

Arthur had hoped leaving would help him cool his head. Instead it was the opposite, as his mind replayed the conversation he’d just had, he felt himself get more and more worked up. As the patent information blurred together, Arthur realized he’d never be able to focus like this. He pulled Shaggy’s phone and dialed his own number.

It rang a few times before he heard his own voice answer. “Like, Shaggy here. What’s up Arthur?”

Arthur took a deep breath. He hadn’t exactly thought this through. “Um, so, the thing with the Scooby Snacks?” “Besides that they’re delicious?” Shaggy chuckled.

“Seriously?” Well, at least that confirmed what Scooby had said about Shaggy liking them.

“Yeah, like, you should try them.” Shaggy suggested.

Technically he currently had Shaggy’s taste buds, so if Shaggy liked them, right now he should too. But the thought of eating dog biscuits turned his stomach. “I’ll pass. This was more about them being used as a bribe to get you to do dangerous things.”

To Arthur’s surprise, Shaggy laughed. “That part of the mystery already?”

“That part...how often does this happen?” Arthur asked, shocked.

“It’s cool man. Like, I’d really rather we didn’t run into mysteries.  But to tell the truth, this part; I wouldn’t want anyone else to do it. Between track and gymnastics I’m the fastest and the best at escaping. Me and Scoob are the most likely to get out okay. The snacks are just, well, free snacks.”

 Arthur felt most of the tension leave him. “You don’t feel you're being taken for granted here?”

He could almost see Shaggy shrug. “Like, probably a bit. But then again, I probably take them for granted a bit too. Part of being human, man.”

“Shaggy, are you ready? We need to get back on the road!” Arthur heard Vivi’s voice calling out.

“Be right there!” Shaggy called back. “Sorry, got to go.”

“Vivi stops for no man,” Arthur agreed. “Scooby misses you.”

“I miss him too. Like don’t get me wrong, Mystery’s groovy but no one can replace Scoob.” There was such a profound sadness in his voice.

“Soon,” Arthur promised. “We’ll get you two back together soon.”

The call ended and Arthur admitted he did feel better about things.This was just part of a group dynamic he hadn’t expected. He turned his attention back to the signal jammer and almost didn’t notice when Fred entered the computer lab.

“I talked to Dr. Gardner. She agreed to help with our plan.” Fred said quietly. “And...I’ll hide under the podium.”

“Fred, my problem was never being the one under the podium. It was the knee-jerk reaction of going straight for a bribe when it looked like I was refusing.” And the dog treat thing, though that was apparently a non-issue. “No is a complete sentence.”

Fred looked like he’d been caught kicking a puppy. Arthur sighed. “I don’t like it, but I did talk to Shaggy and he’s okay with it, which is the important thing. Just respect it if he doesn’t want to do something, okay?”

“Okay. And that goes for you too. You and Velma can focus on the robot while I catch our culprit.”

“It’s fine. I can do this. This is the most dangerous part and Shaggy would never forgive me if you got hurt.”

“And what if you got hurt?” Fred countered.

“I think Shaggy would rather lose his original body than his friend.” Arthur could have kicked himself the moment the words left his mouth. Hurt didn’t mean death.

“No one’s going to die,” Fred said, as if he could make it so through sheer stubbornness. “I don’t know why you think this is so dangerous. We’ve done this a hundred times before. But if it makes you feel better, what about this—"

Arthur smiled as he heard Fred’s newest addendum to the plan. This he liked a lot better.

~ “Thanks for coming everyone.” Dr. Gardner stood alone on the podium in the middle of the outdoor stage. “Professor Mansfield planned to unveil this today as the capstone of the Robotics Festival. Since he can’t be here, I’ll be unveiling it in his stead. This was a joint project between Floyd and myself, along with one of our most promising students, Tabitha Reynolds. May I present -”

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The robot who’d taken Professor. Mansfield appeared again, floating in the air. It swooped down on stage, causing Dr. Gardner to dive to the side to avoid it.

“Anything?” Velma asked over her phone. “Not yet.” Daphne was watching the stage through a pair of binoculars. “No one’s heading for the file. They’re all running away from the robot.”

“Roger.” They wanted the culprit to feel safe enough to get the file in the first place, so wouldn't be using the signal jammer until he’d made his move. Daphne was the look out, keeping a close eye on the file from a distance. Velma was ready with the signal jammer she and Arthur had put together, waiting for the signal from Daphne. Fred was also waiting for said signal to spring his trap. Arthur had been in the front of the crowd and was now by Dr. Gardner’s side, ready to help her escape. Scooby was likewise guarding Tabitha.

Somewhat thankfully, the robot was ignoring the student for now and focusing all its attention on the doctor. Shaggy had been right, though. His body was built for speed and it was easy to keep up with Dr. Gardner and help pull her away. If he'd had a better idea of how strong he was, he would have just picked her up and bolted. As it were, there was plenty of destruction happening from stampeding crowds when the robot swooped down to try and grab Dr. Gardner. One near miss resulted in Arthur pulling her out of the way just in time, causing the robot to barrel into a scale model of Stranshaw.

“Someone’s going for the file!” Daphne reported. “He’s close. Closer….closer....He shoved it under his jacket and he’s in position, NOW.”

Fred hit a switch, causing the door on the bottom of the podium to burst open as the net launcher fired out, trapping the man where he stood. At the same time, Velma hit her switch. The robot, without any new input, crashed into the ground and stopped working.

“We did it!” Velma cheered as Arthur helped steady Dr. Gardner. 

“Let me go!” the man on the stage snarled.

Tabitha gasped. “Uncle Bert?”

“Sorry Tabitha, but your Uncle was behind the Rampaging robot and the kidnapping of Professor Mansfield.” Velma explained.

“But why? You knew what this school and project meant to me!” Tabitha asked, distraught.

“It’s because of the project,” Velma explained. “Because your Uncle is working on his own version of the same thing. Sub-Atmosphereal Three-Dimensional Locomotion via Podiatric-based Apparatuses, or in other words, jet boots. The apparent propulsion system on the back of the robot was just for show. What really made it fly was his prototype jet boots. But they’re not ready. My guess would be the power supply is too bulky to be practical. Then he found out Professor Mansfield was working on the same thing, and was just about ready to publish and patent. He needed to keep Mansfield out of the way until his were done. That said, we knew he’d jump at the chance to see Mansfield’s notes, that how we knew he’d come for the file if he knew where it was.”

“But where is Professor Mansfield?” Dr. Gardner asked.

A stubborn expression set Bertrum’s jaw, but Arthur just grinned. “No worries. He’s going to tell us. Enlightened self-interest if nothing else.” Their culprit cocked an eyebrow. “Please enlighten me on how giving up my trump card is in my interest.”

“Because you’re not motivated by spite.” Arthur said easily. “If you were, the robot would have been given a test run against the executives at Fezness that cost you your old job. But you’re not out for revenge, just profit. And the fact that you’d backstab your own niece means you wouldn’t trust anyone else. So Mansfield is kept in a secret location where you’re taking care of him, since you don’t really want him harmed, just out of the way till your own patent goes through. Right now you could be charged with kidnapping, corporate espionage, and reckless endangerment. You’d go to jail, probably medium to low security, and while admittedly getting a job after you get out will be hard, it’s not impossible. Telling us upfront shows you never intended Mansfield harm and may get you a lesser sentence.”

Then Arthur’s eyes hardened. “Now if you were to turn this into a hostage situation, that would all change. Mansfield is restrained somewhere without access to food or water. That can easily turn lethal, especially since he’s not a young man. You’ve put him in a situation where he could die if your demands are not met. Now the main charge is attempted murder. There’ll be no lesser sentence for cooperation. You’ll be in a higher security prison with more violent tending inmates. And you can kiss any prospects when you get out goodbye.”

“And if Mansfield actually dies? Premeditated murder. You’ll never see the outside of a cell again. I’m not too familiar with the laws of this state, so I don’t know if it’s to the end of your natural life, or if the state shortens it for you. But I don’t think it’ll come to that. At the end of the day, you’ll do what’s in your own best interest. And right now, that’s telling us where Mansfield is.”

Bertrum held Arthur’s cool gaze for a second. “He’s in a storage shed on the outskirts of town. Unit 24.”

“Good work,” Arthur almost jumped. He hadn’t noticed the police getting there. 

“Of course, Betrum Reynolds wasn’t the only one engaging in some Corporate Espionage.” Fred declared. “Isn’t that right, Mr. Jorkin?"

“What are you talking about?” The gruff man folding his arms and tried to look intimidating.

“He’s talking about you being a spy for Crawford Loan Agency, and their sister company CLA Limited.” Velma grinned. “When Professor Mansfield was starting out he needed money for his work, money he got from the Crawford Loan Agency. In order to pay them back, he gave them a percentage on his patents. The problem was he’d gotten to a point where he didn’t need the loans anymore, he’d had enough money to fund a college. Jorkin was placed here to look for an opportunity to get him back under their thumb. Initially it was a planned meeting to attempt to get him to take out another loan. After he was kidnapped, though, Jorkin helped the agent from CLA break into Mansfield's office to steal his research. Needless to say, I don’t think the college will be keeping you. And considering the fact that your misogynistic views cost CLA an in with Dr. Gardner, I don’t know how interested they’d be in keeping you either.”

“You worthless bitch.” Jorkin’s meaty palm went straight for Velma’s throat. It never got there though, as Daphne grabbed said arm and Judo-tossed him onto the podium, smashing it under him.

“Don’t you dare touch my friends!” Daphne snarled.  Scooby growled menacingly and he, Fred and Arthur closed ranks around Velma.

“Attempted Aggravated Assault on a Minor!” Arthur called out to the police, who were already in the process of cuffing Jorkin as Reynolds was being escorted to a squad car.

“We’re aware of the laws, son.” said the cop cuffing Jorkin. “Incidentally, using Mansfield location as a bargaining chip would have been False Imprisonment, not attempted murder.”

“Oh I know,” Arthur said easily. “But I was banking on the fact that Reynold’s didn’t.”

Velma snorted and soon the whole gang was laughing. It was the kind of laughter that was a release of nerves, but laughter nonetheless. Though Arthur was a bit confused when Jorkin grumbled about meddling kids and everyone else just laughed harder.

~

“I can’t thank you enough. If you’re ever looking for a higher education, Strenshaw Technical Institute would be happy to have you.” Professor Mansfield was having a recommended stay in the hospital to make sure he was alright, so Dr. Gardner was seeing them off. 

“We’ll keep it in mind.” Fred shook Dr. Gardner’s hand.

“Hey Mister, Hey Mister!” The young boy they’d seen the day they arrived, Tommy, ran up to them. “It works great!”

He held up his dog, Saddie, for them to see. Only instead of a missing hind leg she now had a mechanical one made of plastic. Very familiar pieces of plastic.

 “That’s what you’ve been working on all this time?” Velma asked.

“Well, yeah.” Arthur shrugged. “I could help, why wouldn’t I?”

“It’s not a bad design at all.” Dr Gardner said, examining it. “Who knows, you may be the next Arthur Kingsmen.”

Arthur’s eyes widened as the Gang turned to look at him. “What do you mean?”

“Kingsmen currently has the patent for the most advanced prosthetic arm around, as well as a few animal prosthetics. There’s a few more elitist members of the engineering and robotics community who aren’t very happy at being outdone by a car mechanic, but talent is talent.”

“The arm isn’t perfect, though. There’s still the nervous feedback issue, not to mention waterproofing.” Arthur looked a little sheepish.

“You’re familiar with it?” Dr. Gardner looked surprised.

“Yeah, I know the guy, just didn’t know he was famous.” Arthur admitted. He hadn’t known anyone outside Tempo knew about his arm.

“Well next time you see him, let him know Professor Mansfield would welcome him at SIT too.” 

“See, he’s perfect,” Daphne whispered to Velma.

Velma sighed. “It’s not happening, Daph.”

“Sure it can, you just need to think positively. We have at least another week to-”

“Daph, it’s not going to work because he’s not a pedophile.”

Velma’s response caused Daphne to stop short. “What?”

“Arthur’s 26, remember? Much too old to even be thinking about dating someone our age.” Velma said sadly.

Daphne looked like she’d bitten a lemon. “I completely forgot. And here I was just making things worse by getting your hopes up. I am so sorry Velma.”

Velma just shook her head. “Don’t be, I always knew this was going to happen.”

Daphne raised an eyebrow. “You knew?”

“Well, not the body switching, obviously. But I always figured my first crush would be an older guy. A teacher or professor or something.” She’d always pictured a good looking posh man, maybe in tweed. Arthur was exactly nothing like her imagined first crush. He was down to earth and smart without any academic airs. And yet somehow he was so much better than anything she’d imagined.

“That’s just how is goes, though. Mind you, if you and your crush getting together wouldn’t be a felony, maybe it’s worth actually asking him?” Velma nudged Daphne in the ribs gently.

Daphne turned beet red as Fred called out to them, “Coming girls? We need to check out so we can get back to the road.” They probably could have stayed and finished up the last day of the festival, but after seeing how lost Scooby looked without Shaggy, none of them had wanted to waste any more time. 

Thankfully they were all mostly packed and most of it was transferring the luggage to the Mystery Machine. Fred and Daphne had gone to settle the bill while Arthur and Scooby went to get some snacks for the road. Velma did the last sweep of their shared rooms, making sure nothing was left behind.

Satisfied there was nothing left but her laptop, she flipped it open to wait for the others to get back. She had been looking up the Mystery Skulls themselves and seeing what kind of cases they had solved. There were several kidnappings and returning stolen items. She scrolled through them until one headline caught her eye. She had to read it a few times just to make sure she’d read it correctly

‘Lewis Pepper, Local Private Investigator, Dead After Accident During Cave Investigation’

She read the article and cross referenced it with an obituary from The Tempo Times. It seemed legit. 

“But if Lewis Pepper is dead, who have we been talking to on the phone?” She narrowed her eyes. “Arthur, what are you and your friends hiding?”

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Zalgo text: Foolish Human You do not control the machines we control you

This case probably could have been done better, but at this point I’m just glad to be done with it.

Notes: Signal jammers are normally illegal, they slid by on this because it wasn’t effecting normal service, just the particular signal affecting the robot