#the goddam parallels

[ragingadhd]

Something something Soren killed illusion Viren something something Claudia killed illusion Lissa something

[pygian-weapon]

Martin always packs that good meta-narrative shit in Sansa's chapters

[icezansky]

don’t get me wrong I love being a hater about SOME things but sometimes I wish everyone would just shut the fuck up and find some goddamn whimsy yknow?

[inbarfink]

When talking about the distinction between Simon Petrikov and the Ice King,  it’s important to remember that originally, the Crown wasn’t trying to turn Simon into Ice King -

It was trying to turn him into this guy.

At the time, the Ice Crown - or rather the Wishing Crown - was programmed with Gunther’s wish to become Evergreen. So everything related to making the current wearer like Evergreen is a very direct result of the Crown’s Magic. The physical changes -

And the obsession with the name ‘Gunther’ -

And maybe some of the irritability and anger issues -

That is something the Crown is very directly forcing unto its current wielder. 

But everything else?

Ice King, personality-wise, was not much like Evergreen at all, or even like Gunther's view of him. And Ice Finn of the Farmworld Universe was also pretty different from the both of them.

At the time, I remember people assumed Ice Finn’s behavior is more indicative of what the Crown is actually trying to do with its wielders. That Ice King is so different because of Simon’s subconscious resistance against the Crown - while Finn’s much younger and dumber brain is a lot susceptible to the Curse’s influence to become some sort of mad world-conquering emperor of ice and snow. 

But, with the context of the Crown’s actual backstory. That doesn’t seem very likely anymore. I think what’s actually happening there is that the Crown is just trying to make its wielder an Ice Wizard on par with Evergreen (who was the Actual Goddam Ice Elemental) and that means pumping the wielder’s brain so full of Magic, Madness and Sadness to a level that is bound to overwhelm anyone.

And Simon’s and Farmworld Finn’s very different behaviors after putting on the crown is indicative, more than anything, of how their psyche reacts to Madness and Sadness in general. You know, Finn has a very proactive and kinda aggressive personality - and you add Crown-induced-Madness-and-Sadness and a compulsion to use Ice Magic as much as possible and you get all of…. this 

Meanwhile, for Simon, the compulsions of the Crown originally filtered exclusively via the language of protection 

As his madness always manifested as romantic obsession 

And using goofy humor to try and deny the pain he’s going through 

Because that’s how Simon’s mind specifically reacts to being flooded with so much Madness and Sadness.

That’s why there’s so many parallels between Ice King and the sort of mistakes and screwed-up stuff Simon does right now! He’s even kidnapping people again!

Because the Madness and Sadness of Ice King might’ve been induced by the Crown, but now Simon has plenty of personal home-grown Madness and Sadness inside him - and it’s no surprise that Curse-Induced or not, his mind reacts to it in a sorta-similar way. (Although obviously not as intensely, again, there was a LOT of MMS in the Ice Crown).

Now as for Ice Thing, and the fact that he seems to be actually rather well-adjusted under effects of his version of the Wishing Crown. I mean... not by the time of the 1000+ Era, but that’s literally eons in the future and also maybe more Gibbon’s fault. Even if the Crown will eventually take some sort of toll on him, for now he seems to be doing pretty well considering his wish. I mean, there's still some sort of Loss of Identity stuff going on

But everything we've seen of Ice Thing (in the present day, at least) shows him as a friendly and cheerful individual that gets along well with others. A far cry from how maladjusted every single wielder of the Ice Crown acted.

At the very least, if there's any notable amount of Sadness in him, we really haven't seen it yet.

There might be several factors here:

First things first, I should acknowledge the possibility that it’s just that Orgalorg’s eldritch brain is better at intaking all that MMS juice. That could play a part, but I think it’s probably more important, at least thematically, to look at the distinction between ‘I wish to be Evergreen’ and ‘I wish to be Ice King’. 

First in the sense that while Ice King was occasionally mean to Gunter at times - he was generally much kinder than Evergreen ever was for ‘his’ Gunther. So, like, pretty much the one Personality Flaw of Ice King that you can directly link to the Ice Crown’s attempt to mimic Evergreen is the occasional anger issues.

And how they relate to Gunther’s view of Evergreen, so grumpy and controlling and constantly saying ‘NO!’

(Both Finn and Simon’s demonstrable not-crown-induced trauma responses can make them pretty short-tempered as well. So I’m not going to say this is purely the effects of the Crown. It still probably plays some sort of factor at why the wielder of the Ice Crown is Like That).

And that is not a factor in how Gunter views Ice King. For him, Ice King was a doting and loving father figure - so if the Crown was ever trying to implement any sort of specific negative personality traits, this is absolutely no longer a factor. Because the original Ice Crown was a reflection of Evergreen’s abuse, and now Ice Thing is a reflection of Ice King’s fatherly love.

Which is, itself, probably an echo or remnant of Simon’s own strong parental instincts. 

Secondly, while the Crown was trying to make the Ice King just as powerful as Evergreen…. Ice King was obviously not as powerful as Evergreen. Because he was already a second-rate copy of the Ice Elemental’s power, and because Ice King was often just too doofy to use his powers correctly and probably because some remnant of Simon’s original sensible self is subconsciously holding his powers back.

Either way, being ‘like Ice King’ as Gunter sees him requires less Magic than being ‘like Evergreen’ as Gunther saw him - and therefore less Madness and Sadness. Leading to the wearer or, um, the eater being a lot more well-adjusted from the get-go.

And I think that the implication that Ice Thing has fused with the Crown, so there's never going to be another poor sap who puts on the Crown and gets Ice King'd. But if there is one somehow... at least the process is going to be less mentally detrimental that time around?

Maybe one day Simon could look back and appreciate how much he (or Ice King, or both of them, or however you want to look at the situation) is responsible for basically neutralizing the Crown that ruined his life in the first place.

[genderqueerpositivity]

I absolutely cannot wait for this election cycle to be over because genuinely what the fuck. I keep drawing parallels to the 2016 election because there are just so many similarities, but what I haven't said much about yet are the ways in which things are worse.

Having the majority of people I know or randomly encounter be Trump supporting Republicans is absolutely wild now, because sometimes they will just drop the most unhinged comments you could possibly imagine into casual conversation as if they're simply commenting that the grass is green or the weather is nice today, and every time it gives me this bizarre sensation like I am somehow the one living in a different plane of reality.

The Democrats are intentionally bringing undocumented people into the country and giving them drivers licenses so they can vote in the upcoming November election, and unless Donald Trump wins and is allowed to carry out his mass deportation plan the United States will never again have a Republican Christian president.

Joe Biden has been using the US military to release chemicals into the atmosphere for the past four years which have the ability to affect the weather in order to trick the American public into believing that climate change is real.

The attack on Donald Trump at his rally was rally a plot enacted by The Deep State, a secret group of powerful liberals who are running the country behind the scenes, and they don't want Trump to win in November because he is too powerful for them to control.

Joe Biden was replaced by a secret identical body double when he allegedly had Covid several weeks ago, and the double is the one who really dropped out of the election, gives all of his speeches, and does all of his interviews now for him.

Those are just the ones I heard last week.

And the reactions I get when contradicting these wild takes range from rage to mocking to a bizarre persecution complex. In 2016 and even in 2020 I was able to have a lot of productive conversations with many people who disagreed with me greatly on major issues, and that is largely not happening this time. If I dare to disagree, they turn to anger, attack me personally, or cry immediately that I'm denying their right to free speech. When bringing up my actual lived experiences with certain issues, I've been dismissed immediately as emotional and brainwashed. There is no room for discourse or discussion anymore, it has broken down.

I know that we've been going out of our way to call them weird, but we're not really talking about fringe weirdo conspiracy theorists anymore, we're talking about your neighbors and my coworkers and your aunt and the guy behind me in line at Aldi. These people are everywhere, they're 100% serious about believing in this shit, and they're voting Republican in November come hell or high water, truth be goddamed.

You know, the lives of millions and millions of women, LGBTQ+ people, undocumented people, and other marginalized peoples are at stake in this election but it feels increasingly like reality is at stake too.

"Alternative facts" sounded outrageous seven years ago...now they've made it a way of life. Unless we can correct course, and rapidly, it isn't going to get better.

[strewwwberry]

I'm obsessed with shen yuan being shen jiu's reincarnation for so many reasons

- finding out would lead to many mental breakdowns

- shen yuan being a born hater is suddenly explained

- shen yuans and shen jiu's personalities are actually very similar when you take away external factors:

Shen yuan is a hater and tends to do before thinking, especially if that's insults, so does shen jiu

Shen yuan gets oddly obsessed with things, so does shen jiu

possiveness in shen jius case would be learnt behavior from having nothing, which I can easily imagine shen yuan doing the same if he grew up with nothing (which he very much didn't experience having been second gen rich kid, which even having at the very least material things, he still shows signs of posseviness with Luo binghe at times, and again, even with his internalized homophobia!)

Being weird with relationships, im not elaborating

Trust issues brought on from ASSUMPTIONS, these motherfucks assume so much! And I can't even blame them because their assumptions make so much sense in the context they're given! But give it a bit more thought alongside action outside of just asking since they clearly love men who struggle to communicate (well done binghe for growing in that aspect) so thats just a no go

So much more tbh, and I'm not even doing this in a theory way because these two being parallels is probably (don't quote me on this coz I actually love this theory but also don't care enough to defend it in any way and them being parallels is a kinda gut wrenching shit I need lol) more canon accurate, with like everything that I'm not gonna get into rn or I'm gonna cry so sue me (don't actually, I'm broke)

But yeah I love this concept smm!! Which I find funny coz I'm a scumcum lover, sy is sj child/sibling/twin/parent/disciple/shizun/probably more, and I dunno what that says about me nor do I care 😙

Edit: also sqq(j/y) hating himself and not realising it is a different kind ironic I can't quite explain except to say its so amazingly angsty to a point is goddam hilarious

[pankielovesfan]

ii16 spoilers under cut

MORE talk about fan similar to the other post because there is still a lot to say. This is more about what fan means to mephone

Compared to most of the other contestants, Fan wasn't originally created to BE a contestant, which I find most interesting. Fan was quite literally created to be a fan of the show and randomly appears in season 1 (and he also delivers food I guess). Even if Mephone4 consciously made Fan or not, his appearance and creation obviously meant Mephone wanted appreciation for the things he was making, as is Fan's main purpose and service to Mephone. Fan is technically a manifestation of Mephone's love for the show itself, but he is also expressing vulnerable happiness of which Mephone feels like he could not express properly considering his issues with vulnerability. This might be why he is so outwardly dismissive of Fan's strong emotional enthusiasm for the show!!

So Fan technically is a support Mephone desperately wants, but he can't respond well to- but this definitely means Mephone appreciates Fan's dedication as he quite literally wished for Fan to exist as he is, being such an engaged Fan. He expresses passion for the show in a way Mephone couldn't do himself! Fan gives Mephone support as complete opposite to what Mephone feels Cobs would have! And you know what else Cobs does that Fan has an extreme well known trait of disliking and being scared of? Change. Cobs constantly reinvents, makes new things, discards old things, but Fan latches on. He observes patterns, he begs for predictability, structure and consistency.

Another notable trait of Fan is his defensiveness. Even if he's not good at it, he's incredibly stubborn to protect his passion and love to no end, being incredibly irrational about it. Cobs is well. Yeah. Massive Passion Disliker. He don't gaf about that. Fan might've looked up to cobs and meeple, but god if he's not possibly a parallel that's the opposite. I'm going to walk into the ocean. Im forever gonna think about how fan was created to be a support. like his entire goddam purpose is to love something so much!!!! and give it so much attention! and he is having so much fun doing it!!! IT IS MAKING ME CRAZY!!!!

I'm not sure if the characters are partly "extensions" of Mephone or if they're Mephone projecting specific parts of himself, I believe most of all they are created from his desire (like, wanting a specific thing and that thing just appears for him if this is done unintentionally,) but either way I enjoy thinking about what each trait that manifested for Fan's character specifically would resonate with Mephone's experiences and why he would create him with those traits. or something.

My working theory is that Mephone labeled each character in his mind as one thing, such as "the jerk" for Knife and nothing more, letting the contestants take their own shape and personality as they gain more experience on the show, which I feel is validated through Lightbulb saying "I don't think we were all there yet" once seeing the season 1 contestants in alternate reality show! They build more of their personality as it goes along. I think Mephone has minimal control of the contestants personality wise after he's generated them, but i do think he influences their memories or experience with time or something?? I dont know. guess we will all see. Also this somehow isn't about fan anymore wow that's weird actually who am i where am i

relevant drawing. Time to collapse to my knees over this shit again

[punchitmrsulu]

Omg, man, Danai is an absolute, goddam FUCKING GENIUS!!! That was one of the best episodes I have ever seen on television! Just let her write everything there is!! All the movies, all the TV shows, all the books, just let her run EVERYTHING!! I don't even know where to begin!! I need to watch it like 74 more times!

God, that was perfect, that was so fucking perfect! Us Richonners have been fed so good! SO GOOD!!!! They gave us EVERYTHING!!!!

I have so many things I need to comment but my mind is going insane!!

The way he ran after her at top speed, completely desperate after she walked out the door!!

The parallel the did when he told her to leave without him on the boat and she was like "Fuck, no!" And then in this one she gets trapped under the chandelier with the walkers coming and she tells him he has to leave her and he's like "Fuck, no!"

The apartment being a smart apartment and as soon as that wide shot of the two of them looking at each other happens, it goes "Welcome home!" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THAT WAS FUCKING GENIUS!!!!!! DANAI IS A FUCKING GENIUS!!!!!!

The way he watched her get undressed, that's how you do the male gaze, guys. Take notes.

The love making...OMFG the love making. THE LOVE MAKING!!!! I can't even begin to explain it, guys. I have no words. It was just...beautiful. It was just absolutely beautiful. I don't even know how to talk about it because it was just perfection. PERFECTION!!!

I mean, he cried, you know?! He cried in the middle of it because of how much it overwhelmed him, he had given up on feeling that happy and complete and loved a long time ago. I can't I can't I can't I CANNOT!!! It was like he was finding the way back to himself and to her and to them through it and it was just too much. DANAI IS A FUCKING GENIUS!!! I just have to say it again!

And on that note, the way they handled his trauma. I mean, this is 8 years of conditioning this man has been through. EIGHT FUCKING YEARS. He is 100% TRAUMATIZED. He doesn't know who he is anymore. I mean "I found a way to survive even though I was dead" HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! I love how they didn't just brush past that, they showed the toll it took on him and how it's not that easy to get out of a prison even after the doors are open. OMG just, chef's kiss.

Back to the love making for a second, after he goes after her and they're able to get back to the apartment, bickering all the way through fighting the walkers (amazing), the way they did it, how slow it started. He wasn't sure he could approach her but he wanted to, needed to, so he does it carefully, he starts by gently pulling her by the waist and it's slow, almost unsure kisses and then it's full on UGH!!!! INJECT IT INTO MY VEINS!!!!

Just everything about this episode. Literally every single second. Give them all of the awards, ALL OF THEM!

[forever-is-made-of-nows]

WE WEREN'T ALONE, IT'S EASY TO FORGET WHAT'S IMPORTANT WHEN YOU'RE ALONE

no, no I'm fine. They totally didn't just explain why Luke turned dark and not Percy. They didnt show us exactly why percy and Luke are different after spending 5 episodes building them as parallels. They didnt just make me cry about luke goddam castellan again as a fucking adult.

[shesnake]

one of the things that makes me throw up about westworld s2e5 akane no mai is the way that maeve is of course able to recognise akane as her parallel self in shogunworld but does not recognise that sakura is the equivalent of clementine. she instead views the adopted mother-daughter dynamic between akane and sakura to be that of maeve and Her Daughter, despite sakura's backstory, costuming (the turquoise!), and her general position in the narrative being SO clearly the same as clementine's. even in the ways they are victimised. akane even gives sakura the same familiar speech about that goddam voice but maeve doesn't see it despite completing the sentence for her. the real familial, retrievable love maeve felt for clementine is shoved to the side for her past self's narrative of a motherhood with a nameless child that wasn't realllll

[delopsia]

del, this is a jumbled mess!! but i hope it makes sense and i hope you enjoy because your post about rhett controlling the west pasture hole got me thinking!! 🫢💭

the hole did open the first time when someone in distress had an intense desire to run away... so, maybe the same thing happened again?

because who screams emotionally distressed man who’s desperate to leave more than rhett abbott?

it’s obvious that he’s is unappreciated in his house where he should be loved. he doesn’t seem to have have any friends; there isn’t anyone who wholeheartedly cares for him where he’s at.

we can only assume the previous months had been particularly bad with rebecca’s disappearance, and then during the show he: gets wrongfully accused of murdering trevor, nearly thrown under the bus by the man who actually murdered trevor, and then assaulted by the man who murdered trevor not long after that.

rhett didn’t get much from his father—other than being trapped by him (a headcanon of mine that i have yet to finish), but he is still his son, and maybe? he gave him the power to...just up and leave too?

quick interjection: it’d also explain why royal was so jarred and affected by that hole appearing, like, “i know this, but i didn’t do this...”

anyways, it’s almost like a parallel in itself? rhett didn’t kill anyone (like everyone assumed he did), but he kind of killed his father, too, in a way when he finally got the guts to tell him up he didn’t “didn’t give a fuck about the goddam ranch!” and that he was finally leaving.

[omg like? royal was selfish when he left his mother and sister? but rhett had never been selfish? your honor, she’s reaching]

which we all saw did not happen! and it’s interesting to think that maybe this happened before at the hand of royal abbott.

maybe rhett had always wanted to leave? *rumblings of my headcanon in the distance* but he just became too important to how the ranch was run? *my headcanon stampeding toward us like those buffalo* and then perry got the chance to go and didn’t really care all that much, but royal made him take it? *a hole opens and my unfinished headcanon falls in*

we all saw royal help perry escape by literally bringing him to the hole and telling him everything.

[didn’t he give an incredibly abridged version to rhett in the car? as in, no mention of the hole? maybe that’s why rhett looked at him like that, equal parts “you’re insane” and also, maybe, “i know you’re lying”? your honor, please reel this woman in]

anyway, royal knew what was going to happen in that moment because the situation they were in was worse than than what it was before. but in the same way, royal figured they’d just deal with the aftermath like last time.

👀 *looks at the ending of outer range season one* 😬

but what a theory, del!! because honestly what if once again royal was keeping rhett from leaving again? what if that hole was meant for rhett to jump into, to finally get away and be free of all this?

but rhett was scared and unsure, but then he finally feels like “yeah, okay, i really have nothing. i can go.” but then maria’s intervening extreme an sudden interest at the rodeo and it throws a wrench in his plan that was both heartbreakingly spontaneous as well as years in the making—and, how the hell was he going to explain why they were jumping into a hole in the ground?

what would be on the other side?

for rhett, anything was better than here, but would it be for her? he’d already been selfish once tonight.

[your honor!]

so instead he just had them hop in his truck to try to leave that way but whatever powers that were said a firm and upsetting, “no.” this wasn’t how this was supposed to go, and the wrong abbott son had gotten out again, just like before.

*judge furiously bangs gavel*

the way in which I was writing a full-fledged theory post about Rhett being the reason the hole opened, saw this roll into my inbox and YELLED 🌷💃

Off to theory-land we go!

I wonder if the 'control' over the hole is something (genetic, maybe) that Royal carries and has passed down to his sons?

Rhett absolutely screams, emotionally distressed; hell, he's the only member of the family not explicitly mentioned in the first two minutes. We see Royal and Cecelia, who talks about her dream about Perry, Rebecca, and Amy, and we watch Royal check on the latter two, but Rhett? We don't know he exists until he stumbles in, and they're forced to acknowledge him. Immediately, Perry's teasing him about who he's slept with, and Cecelia gets all, "Well, make it yourself, Rhett!" when all he did was ask if...there's more coffee.

Sidebar. I've never gotten why she said that. Because he never asked her to make more? 😭 He was just asking if there's any left, probably because he's trying to figure out if he needs to make more or not. Additional sidebar. I have this fun little theory that Rhett seeks out so many one-night stands because he craves intimacy. It's the only place he can really get it, so of course, he's going to go seeking it out. I have now run out of sidebars 💃

Maria even clearly recalls him saying that he wants to escape this place, but here he is, all these years later. Stuck with a family that seems to view him as just another ranch hand more than anything else. There's no way Royal isn't intentionally keeping him around, too *cough* I'm somewhat convinced that Perry was born out of love, and Rhett was born because they needed extra hands on the ranch *cough*

He's got a whole list of reasons to want to leave, so it would make perfect sense for the hole to open for him. He probably would have found it had Royal not kept everyone away from it. Omg but I never even considered that it could explain why Royal was so jarred.

Royal did give a very short explanation, but he followed up that confession by putting the belt buckle he stole from Joy's office onto the dash 😭

The first photo is Rhett as Royal tells the story, and the second is after the stolen buckle arrives.

The face of a man who could probably use another beer ^

I wonder if Rhett wound up having to make up for the slack when Perry went off to college, and that temporary extra work slowly became permanent? Because Rhett clearly never got that opportunity, he's yet to even leave Wabang. But I agree he's absolutely become too important for the ranch to function without him.

He definitely 'killed' his relationship with Royal! He snapped, and Royal damn near lost the ability to speak 😭I can't imagine what Rhett felt when he looked up to see his entire family gone after. Because without context as to why they left, it sure does feel like they left because he said he didn't give a fuck about the ranch.

Omg I just thought of this as I was writing, but what if Royal was asking Rhett to find the hole because he knew Rhett could somehow reopen it? Because clearly, Royal couldn't reopen the darn thing by himself...

I'm so torn on Royal because, on one hand, I can absolutely see Royal helping Perry escape, but on the other, I think Royal trusts Perry more than he should.

Autumn straight-up outs Royal's secret to Perry. And Perry, upon seeing the hole and hearing Royal's truth, says, "It saved you (Royal). It brought you here!" And hops in and takes his dumb little hat with him 😒 Completely forgetting that they'll lose the deed to the ranch if...he doesn't appear in court...

Even if he didn't intend to help him escape, he sure didn't try hard to keep Perry from hopping right on in. As if he couldn't see that coming a mile away. I can't pinpoint why, but he seems very, very... 'My sons must stay on this ranch whether they like it or not' I can't tell if he's enjoying the free labor, if he just doesn't want the adult birds leaving the nest, or if he knows something we don't.

For example, if he knows that opening the hole is genetic, could he be worried about Rhett and Perry's safety? The boys being taken advantage of for their ability? Put on your tin foil hats, folks, because maybe the mastodons have a secret evil plan.

Aaaa! Another sidebar. There seems to be a big push to get both the Abbott sons off the land. - Autumn deliberately tells Perry about the hole to get him to hop into it, using Rebecca as a motivator. - Maria just happens to roll up out of the blue and play a weird game of cat and mouse with Rhett's feelings until he finally says he wants to leave with her. (First time we see her, she's asking if he ever left! Dear Maria, I can't tell if you're playing games, involved in something darker, or your noggin ain't screwed on all the way!) The judge will kick me out of court if I have another sidebar

I'd like to think that if Rhett hopped in the hole instead of Perry, he would wind up somewhere that appreciated him. Because right now, that is the one thing he does not get. I don't even know where to start with Maria...maybe the air there would help her get a firm grip on what the hell she wants 💃

This show...could go so many directions...I ain't even discussing Cecelia's side-quest with the family of bears...or that weird as fuck beep at the very end (is the slow cooker alive?)... All that push just to finally break Rhett into wanting to leave his family for good, just for him to be run off the road by a freak appearance of road-hogging bison...like what do you even do after that situation 😭 talk about a big ol' "no!" from the powers that be.

Lord have mercy, we do more heavy lifting for the plot than the OR writers do, and we ain't even getting paid 💃but this theory is so much fun to play around with 😭💐I hope I didn't miss anything ❤

[chicademartinica]

So they might not end up together but damn are Jaabjane still in love. The framing fam ??!! It might be all we get but oof.

Jane framed by the wedding picture, parallel to the bride.

That goddam bridge and them standing between the buildings. Tee love him so LINES.

Bonus and super cute detail : In Jeng’s fantasy for his own life Jaab is not with his new boo he is with Jane. And the last shot before Pat throws his imaginary bouquet is also Jane.

[angelicyouth]

Parallel ; Chapter 4

⇢ pairing: stan marsh x mccormick!reader

⇢ genre: fake dating ; hogwarts AU

⇢ synopsis: ❝Transferring to Hogwarts during your fifth year, you were excited at the prospect of all the new potential eye candy to choose from. That dream gets crushed, however, when your childhood enemy impulsively claims you as his girlfriend.❞

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An elbow roughly digs into your ribs as your feet shuffles along the stoned floor of the castle’s dimly lit hallways, your leg shooting out to trip the person walking close to your side in reparation. You stifle a laugh when you’re successful in your action, your teeth painfully digging into your lips so as to not make too much sound.

“Will you shut the fuck up! This is a mission of stealth—we’re not supposed to be alerting the goddam student body with your loud fucking stomping! And I know that you’re a witch but you don’t need to annoyingly cackle like the muggles depict them to do, either!” A large hand shoots out to shove at your shoulder, Stan angrily whispering by your side as you walk in time with one another.

Boldly entering the Ravenclaw tower from the entrance of their common room during the early evening did not bode well with the students when they saw the green robe adorning your rushing frame, to the boy’s side of the dorms no less. It alarmed those that witnessed your haste, a prefect sent to find out where you were going and to admonish whoever allowed you entry.

Honestly regaling the incidents that occurred at detention with Professor Umbridge would’ve been fine to excuse the intrusion, especially when they caught sight of your sickly form looking dazed and unfocused. But that was ruined when the wooden door of the dorm accidentally opened wider, revealing the multitude of your other friends crowded in Kyle’s room. 

As a result, one of the Ravenclaws ratted your red-headed friend to administration (it was the same student who had a one-sided rivalry with Kyle for his higher ranking results during exams—go figure). This is how you ended up with your boyfriend in this situation, the soft material of a Cloak of Invisibility thrown over your bodies in an attempt to bust your prefect friend out of punishment.

The two of you were sent as everyone waited in Kyle’s dorm (getting in trouble wouldn’t have deterred you guys from hanging out in there). This was under the reasoning that if the both of you got caught, you guys could excuse your actions by saying that you were just two lovers sneaking away for privacy.

But standing this close with one another, you couldn’t help but to notice the familiar notes of scents that mingle beautifully together to make up Stan—the same ones that you belatedly realized that the Amortentia that you brewed emitted. It hurt when you took note of how a whiff coming from the concoction was of your smells intertwined with one another because of how much time you’ve been spending together.

The way that the fragrances complimented the other in a way that only amplified the best parts of the other’s mixture, seamlessly blending together and accompanying the both of you wherever you went. You wonder if this is what love smells like because this recent development was like carrying your affection around, constantly reminding you of the other.

The feelings you’ve been experiencing hurt just as much as it was confusing because growing up, the two of you have always fought over the littlest things. There was always an unspoken rivalry between the two of you, born from the beginning of time wherein you tried to best the other no matter what it was.

You weren’t so juvenile to have been unconciously keeping up that charade all your life because you liked him… Right? Like a little child picking on their crush just to get their attention..?

Disrupting your internal conflict, Stan pushes you against the brick wall that adorns the hallway, throwing a hand over your mouth. You send him a questioning look, his body pressed against yours and his unoccupied arm wrapping itself around your waist.

His face is close to yours as he wordlessly stares into your eyes, the sound of footsteps explaining his actions as you roll your eyes. Fucking idiot, we’re wearing a Cloak of Invisibility is what you nonverbally communicate when you send him a condescending look back.

He lazily quirks an eyebrow in response and you just know that he’s keeping the both of you in this position to be annoying now that there was no threat to be identified, the footsteps belonging to a group of Gryffindor girls chatting with one another. You smirk to yourself as you slowly lick the inside of his palm to encourage him to drop his hold over you in disgust, your eyes challenging the other as you hold eye contact.

The arm wrapped around your waist slightly tightens at the provocative gesture before he calmly removes his larger hand from your face, never breaking eye contact as he makes a show of taking his time in dragging his tongue over the area you just licked. There’s a smug smirk curving against his attractive face as your breath stutters in the space between the two of you, his fingers beginning to lightly skim themselves against your clothed side.

"You've been avoiding me." He deeply mutters in the space between the two of you, his hand lightly trailing against a stray lock of hair and teasingly tugging on it.

"What the fuck are you talking about? I see you everyday, all the damn time because you've somehow convinced our friends and my brothers to pity you enough to keep you around. If I had known this would have happened, I would have told 8-year-old Kenny to drop your ass as a kid." You softly scoff, your intimate position making every puff of air that exits your mouth to lightly hit his pretty pink lips.

"You know it's not that, dumbass. You've been avoiding making eye contact with me." A large hand gently caresses your chin, firmly guiding your face forward when your eyes start to shift to the side.

You scoff, defiantly wrenching your head away from his hold. "That doesn't mean shit, Marsh. Maybe I've just decided to save my eyesight from going bad too early by not looking at your ugly mug all the time.

You're rewarded with an unamused look, the hand not wrapped around your waist lightly trailing its fingers down the length of your arm until it can interwine your hands together. You can feel the eager goosebumps that arise at his soft touch as you continue, "Why the hell do you even care? This isn't real, Marsh. Or did I hurt your ego?"

He doesn't answer as he takes his time in bringing his face closer to yours, your unoccupied hand reaching out to grasp at the uniformed button-up along his taut stomach in anticipation. Your heated breaths begin to mingle with one another as the space between the two of you steadily diminishes.

The air is almost electric as you wait, daring the other to crumble and to make the first move. Ever since your spontaneous first kiss at Madam Puddifoot's, the both of you will often pull the other in for more with the reasoning that Wendy or the boys were watching.

You know that it's an excuse because one too many times, Stan will drag you behind the banners hanging over the walls or underneath empty stairwells just to drown in your eager lips. Its gotten to the point that you felt disturbingly empty when one of his arms weren't wrapped around your shoulders or your fingers weren't interlocked with his.

If the both of you were sitting, he'll either throw your legs sideways over his thighs or place you on his own lap as Cartman mimes fake vomiting in the background. Tweek has even had to pull you aside to talk, a messenger for both Butters and Clyde who felt that they missed having your time and undivided attention recently.

Just as his plump lips lightly skims against yours so softly that it almost feels nonexistent, he sends you another teasing smirk before he pulls his body completely away. He grabs one of your hands to intertwine your fingers together as a frown begins to form on your face from the loss of heat and the disappointment that you feel, the ravenette tugging you along to follow his taller form so that you can resume your task at hand.

You don’t look at him for the rest of the trip to find Kyle, not wanting him to see the warmth of your blush decorating your cheeks.

・ ─ ・ ⋯ ・ ─ ⊹ ♡₊˚๑

“Remember: the happier the memory, the better the charm will work.” Professor Snape leisurely drawls as the rest of the class and you watch the next student ready their wand in the air to perform the spell that you were learning about in Defence Against the Dark Arts today.

The vast majority of witches and wizards were unable to produce any form of Patronus as it was considered an indication of superior magical ability. Even those qualified had a difficult time performing the charm as it was infamous for how advanced and complex it was.

This meant that no one was surprised when after the student on the raised platform in the middle of the classroom recited the appropriate incantation, only a feeble burst of smoke trailed after the end of his wand. Snape had everyone coming up to attempt to at least conjure up an incorporeal spirit guardian but only two were successful so far, able to produce vapor without a clearly defined form.

“HA! Fucking lame!” Cartman hollers out loud from his seat behind you, the volume of his headache-inducing voice making you wince.

“10 points from Slytherin.” The head of your own House monotonously announces, the boys snickering into their hands while some fake cough to hide their amusement.

”What the fu—heck for?!” The larger teen protests, the whole class collectively rolling their eyes at the daily occurrence.

”Make that 20 points for embarrassing your classmate, for sneaking food into class, and for talking back.” Cartman’s grubby paw automatically shoots out towards his mouth to wipe any possible crumbs that gave him away before going to the pocket of his robe, the distinctive sound of a wrapper crinkling in the fabric.

“Dumbass.” Kyle discreetly mumbles, his chin resting on the palm of his hand as he lazily doodles on the margins of his scroll. His quill runs off of the parchment and onto his desk when Cartman kicks at the legs of his chair, the Ravenclaw automatically reaching out to grab his wand before Butters stops him with a gentle hand on his wrist.

”Tucker, detention. See me after class.”

”Wha—!” Craig immediately ceases his snickering, his head whipping around to look at his still laughing friends.

When he’s only offered a pointed look from Snape, the ravenette slumps down in his seat with his arms petulantly crossed over his chest and mumbles spilling out of his mouth. “You’re fucking kidding me. Why the hell do I always get caught..?”

“Y/N McCormick, you’re up next.” At your professor’s words, the guys all either reach out to give you an encouraging pat or send you a motivational smile as you stand up to walk towards the middle of the room.

You take your time as anxiety steadily begins to thrum along your body at the volume of attention on your form, a shaky breath of air escaping from your slightly parted lips to help relieve some of that tension. Once you’re in position, you lift your wand up and softly close your eyes as you begin to think of pleasant memories.

The grinning faces of your brothers immediately comes to mind, their hands stretched towards yours as they tightly intertwine your fingers with their own. Your mother stands behind them as her gentle expression washes your body in comforting warmth, her proud smile shining at the group of siblings from the time that your family found out that the four of you have an affinity for magic.

It’s still not enough, you bemoan.

The space in between your eyebrows begins to furrow together as you urge yourself to dig even deeper, to reach out for that feeling that you know is there. You can just feel it calling out for you, patient and gentle as it caresses your body, providing a feeling of peace and a solace of safety.

The other boys were there, too, you belatedly think to yourself. The memory was fuzzy around the edges from how long ago it took place but you knew that they had come over to pick up you and your siblings from your house to play outside as you did everyday.

But...

It was Stan that had been the one to spot the owl that personally delivered your acceptance letters from your wizarding schools, his high-pitched hollering echoing out in your thoughts from before puberty hit him like a freight train. It was clear in your mind, the way he excitedly hovered over your shoulders as you opened up the envelope and read the words within it that changed the trajectory of your life.

You feel the corner of your lips quirk up at the full feeling in your chest as you confidently call out, “Expecto Patronum!”

The sharp multitude of gasps prompts you to open your eyes, your vision adjusting to the sight of the lingering smoke trailing out of your still-lifted wand. Confusion overtakes your features when you don’t see anything appear in front of your standing position, an embarrassed grin forming on your face at your failure.

Just as you were about to take a step forward to exit the raised platform of the walkway, goosebumps begin to run along your body when you feel something unexpectedly wrapping around your waist. Lowering your eyes, you squint to see the blinding, dazzling silver of a scaled tail.

Following the appendage to identify the owner, your body slowly turns in place until you’re greeted to the sight of a silver misted dragon. Its towering frame protectively stands over your smaller one, extreme shock filling you to the core to see that you actually succeeded.

And the only one at that.

All too soon, your spirit guardian slowly dissolves into the air in a sea of sparkling glitter and thin wisps of vapor. It’s quiet in the room, everyone staring at you in muted surprise as they await their professor’s words.

“That is very advanced magic, McCormick.” Snape brings his hands together, slowly clapping at the previous display. It would have been seen as sarcastic and demeaning from anyone else, especially with the unamused expression resting on his face, but you know that its high praise coming from the head of your House as you begin to blush in bashfulness.

“Your Patronus was fully-formed. Not an incorporeal one that would be expected from a few of you but a corporeal one. Most Patronuses take the form of an ordinary animal—like a mouse, a horse, or perhaps a rabbit.” He lifts his form off of the edge of his desk at the front of the room, leisurely walking closer to where you were still standing as he continues to address the rest of his students.

“But yours—it's extremely rare. It’s very uncommon to have an extinct animal as your Patronus, to have a magical creature like Dumbledore and his phoenix. Good work, you may sit down now.”

At that, you couldn’t deny what you felt for Stan Marsh any longer. 

As you perch yourself back at the seat of your desk, you shyly smile at all the praise and compliments of the boys. You spot your boyfriend over the shoulders of Clyde when he gives you a hug and you can’t help but to laugh bitterly when you see that foreign look on his face again.

From your peripherals, you can see the proud expression that Wendy Testaburger is sending you and can only hide your face in the crook of the brunette’s neck in avoidance. Your arms tighten around his waist as you let out a shaky breath, feeling suddenly drained of energy.

Fuck, this is going to hurt.

・ ─ ・ ⋯ ・ ─ ⊹ ♡₊˚๑

A cacophony of loud cheering could be heard, the sheer volume of the noise being made reverberating the stadium of students. Today was the last game of the season and the most important as it granted the winning team an Inter-House Quidditch Cup, tensions high in between classes.

Almost all of Hogwarts had shown up in a sea of red and gold in support of Gryffindor—small sparks of red fireworks periodically going off in the shape of lions that were charmed to roar out loud everytime the animals would open up their mouths. One stand was filled only with the entire student body of Slytherins that were shooting out green and silver sparklers and ribbons from the end of their wands, devotedly yelling out.

At the front of the rails, a large poster was thrown over with a large snake that moved around the blank canvas to spell out the words Slytherin. Your group of friends and brothers stood out within the stadium, easily identifiable even from a thousand feet away as they were donned in a combination of red and green regalia.

When you followed your team out onto the field, you couldn’t help but to snicker as they obnoxiously hollered and called for your attention like a bunch of raging fangirls until you waved back at them, their appearances making them look as if Christmas threw up on them. You giggle when you play along with their theatrics, blowing a flying kiss as Kenny pretends to catch it and dramatically faint as he drapes his upper body along the rails of the stand that they’re seated behind.

As Madam Hooch routinely goes over the rules, you take the time to leisurely scan your surroundings. There’s a light drizzle of rain that you know that you’ll appreciate once you’ve become sweaty during the game, the dreary grey of the sky looming over your form as every puff of air that escapes your mouth forms opaque clouds. 

The two team captains shake their hands after she frees the Bludgers and the Golden Snitch, an anxious thrum overtaking your body as she counts down from three. 

Three—you make eye contact with your boyfriend from across the expanse of green, an excited glint in his eyes and a cocky smile on his face.

Two—a muscular arm wraps around your waist as your surrounding teammates raise their voices when one of their own fraternizes with the enemy, your boyfriend raising a vulgar middle finger up as he plants a quick good luck kiss on your smiling lips. 

One—you feel as if you’re already off the ground, your body feeling light as an overwhelming sense of euphoria causes your heart to soar from the ravenette’s touch.

At the verbal signal of go, brooms quickly shoot up into the sky as Hooch throws the Quaffle up into the air. You evoke a wave of hollering and cheers as you get ahold of the Quaffle, nimbly dashing past your House on the stands as you make the first goal of the game.

Putting your team ahead at 10-0 within the first five minutes of the game, your eyes unconsciously find cerulean blue as Stan sends you a bright smile in triumph. The proud expression on his face fuels your motivation, the school watching in wonder at your agile movements as you easily wrack up 60 points within only thirty minutes into the game.

Your fellow chaser, Bebe Stevens, trails closely behind you with intense focus as she shoves at anybody who tries to get near you and yanks people by the back of their uniform if they get too close. This landed Slytherin with a couple of fouls throughout the game, your team not afraid to play a little dirty with the shared determination to win.

You didn’t like to play this way, prefering to let your skills talk in your place. But when Rebecca “Red” McArthur roughly rams into your side either on purpose or accidentally, the Quaffle gets knocked out of your hands and into Dovahkiin's awaiting ones. With Red still trying to cut you off after the act, you harshly swerve as you dig your shoulder into her body in an attempt to deter her.

“ILLEGAL PUSHING FROM MCCORMICK! FOUL AGAINST SLYTHERIN!”

“BULLSHIT!” You frustratingly yell along with the disagreements that your House hollers in your defense, your eyes rolling at the boo’s coming from the other students.

Just as Red lifts her arm up to score, you maneuver your way above her position to sweep your hand underneath your broom. The leathery material of the Quaffle against the palm of your hand makes you smirk as you rip it out of her grasp, throwing the item at Gryffindor’s goal post and gaining your team additional points.

The game becomes increasingly intense as the other House quickly catches up, the opposing team steadily racking up points from the amount of penalties that your team was awarded from the illegal moves that they performed. This made the pressure to widen the gap on you increase and unbeknownst to you, Stan was closely watching you in concern at the amount of people trying to get to you.

Your concentration didn’t allow you to see the way that you escaped by mere inches on multiple occasions when people tried to yank your uniform back or how the beaters were deliberately directing Bludgers in your vicinity due to their captain's imposed strategy. You didn’t see the way Red became increasingly frustrated with your constant scoring and the multitude of times that you cut her off from a play.

But Stan did, and luckily Craig did too as he purposefully flew past chasers to throw them off of their focal point so that you could have a clearer path to score. Your brother’s boyfriend got heavily reprimanded by your team captain for being out of place before the chaser took off mid-conversation, having spotted the blur of fluttering gold.

Taking advantage of the assist, you quickly bring your arm backwards to throw the Quaffle into the goal post which finally brings your team back to a tie. “MCCORMICK MAKES THE GOAL, BOTH TEAMS ARE NOW AT—“

But it’s too late.

It’s as if everything plays in slow motion as the entire study body watches in horror as a blur of red painfully crashes into your side, a sickening crack echoing throughout the now eerily quiet stadium. Screams pick up as everyone watches your body gets nastily thrown off of your broom, your body limp as it quickly hurtles down onto the field.

The last thing you see is both Stan and Craig abandoning the Golden Snitch to dive down towards your falling form, pushing their brooms to reach almost unattainable speeds as their outstretched arms try to grab onto you. 

[midnight---express]

1-A Pokémon List, just the updates.

After getting some inspiration I've added more mon's to their teams, so you'll just get the ones that have been updated, or have had a few lore extras added.

Mineta

Gulpin- A squidgy guy, and he’s just neat

Froakie-  Bit of an odd choice but considering it’s Frubbles basically being the same sort of idea as his balls, rather a no brainer, also the thought of a Greninja smacking him with it's tongue to remind him that just because Tsu isn't there doesn't mean he can't get smacked.

Wanted to included a drawing Pokémon like Smeargle or Shroodle to tie into his surprising drawing skills but didn't, big sad.

Midoriya

Skidoo- Yes, I say this one is also perfect for him plus I like the idea that when it evolves it becomes his sort of main partner Pokémon as teacher helping him get to scenes or watching over his students, not a slouch in the battle department but isn’t meant to be the big guns.

I original came up with a bit of the Teams and idea after a comment on Wally's Masters theme noted the similarities between the two, I might have to try drawing or editing him into Wally's jumper. Also the Gogoat as a teacher would give him Ramos vibes, which I quite like.

Aoyama

Staryu- How I didn’t include this the first time round is a crime, like that is a Pokemon he would have distinctly odd with the star motif and yes, just yes

Mimikyu- An inversion of Izuku’s Eevee, an imposter, not belonging, being controlled by a shadowy being, works well from my view. 

Funny thing is that Yuga might have one of the most balanced teams, Normal, Grass, Water/Psychic, Ghost/Fairy, like that is a good team in my options, you know that two of those have Dazzling Gleam.

Bakugou

Mankey- This man is too angry to die and when he does he comes right back, yeah you get the angry Monkey with the hair that looks like yours, you are getting an Annihilape you crazy bastard.

Katsuki gives of the intense vibes of someone who would do a playthrough with one Pokémon he over leveled, but he has to have an HM slave, or he got Really Angry not being able to beat Whitney and got himself a fighting type, which works honestly, plus I mean it's basically him as a Pokémon.

Ashido

Nidoran F- Pretty fun idea from @buffalobleucheez because yes, she should get the poison queen Pokémon, it just thematically works.

Had an expedition with Urakaka to get themselves Moon Stones, came back at around 11PM covered in dust and grime grinning like an idiot, turns out that had gotten into a fight with several Onyx.

Updated Bio, Yaoyorozu

Ralts- Perfect pick right off the bat the elegance and physic power would be a big plus for her, she'd show them the utmost kindness and care, also doesn’t become a Garevoir, no that is a Gallade, Female one at that, don’t screw with the swords.

Todoroki

Ponyta- Galarian as well, I just think it would be fun to reference the Fantasy AU in a way, also let him have a magical girl mon, he earned it!

And a Bonus.

Tetsutetsu

Rockruff- His is the exact same reasoning as Kiri, but his evolves into Day form to contrast.

Beldum- He is also meant to contrast being the other Pseudo legendary from Hoen, it only has Take Down, recklessly charging into combat even when it would hurt him, and due to its evolution, it is technically Four Beldums, in reference to his name being Tetsu repeated four times.

Did want to get a little clever, and have him be a bit of a mirror to Kiri, and Beldum happened to work perfectly like goddam I hadn't even considering the parallels until like 20 minutes ago, no I haven't worked out the rest of 1-B's teams I haven't really got a good gauge on a lot of them yet, but I will in due course, after some reading.

The original post the list is updated from, have a read at tell me some thoughts.

[jennegatron]

the parallel of ruby and saccharina being in lazuli's magical bloodline but because ruby rejects the opportunity to do anything more than have a familiar and do trapeze tricks with her magic (she literally tells theo she's not going to crack a book) that's something they don't explore at all. ruby being jealous or mad at saccharina for being a more powerful witch, more in tune with her magic? that makes sense to me. ruby deciding she wants to continue her aunt's work and being scooped by saccharina? that's a conflict that has real fuckin' meat to it to me. instead we get blatant and deliberate misunderstandings of saccharina's goals (that she won't want to get revenge on the church, that she'll let jet's death be in 'vain' because she'll just compromise with fascists and the church.) that's the conflict we get and ruby looks like a spoiled brat 10 times out of 10.

you should feel guilty ruby. you got your sister killed because you were reckless and refused to listen to the people trying to protect you. you talk about things you don't know about (saccharina's motives, history, and goals) because you're so wrapped up in your own bullshit that you won't ask this person who is trying to connect with you a single goddammed question. you spent all of your characterization rejecting your obligation to foster magic and your obligation to your people as a princess and now when someone who wants what you have, only as a tool to fulfill the goals of your dead sister, you suddenly care about who has the crown.

ruby rocks, you should have died on the sucrosi road, it's not fair that jet died and you didn't. i'm glad you run away to the circus.

a crown of candy, you're beautiful and perfect to me. nothing i like better than some tragic shit to sink my teeth into.

[foxtriestobiteandmaimandkilland]

DUDE NO WAY i nriptide episode 17 john said lizzie was "the best goddam pirate [he'd] ever seen" THAGS FUCKING. A JUMPSCARE. BC I WAS LITERALLY JUST THINKING ABTTHE OATH N SHIT ANDLIKE. CRAZY PARALLELS.