#why should i keep trying // oswald

[amomentsescape]

Hello! So I am such a sucker for one bed tropes and I havent seen any with my favourite Gotham characters so Can I request a Riddler, Oswald (separately) with a reader(future S/O) where they are stuck in a situation with one bed trope. You can write either headcanon or drabble. Which one is easy for you. My english is not really good but I hope I explained good. And Thank you!

Sharing a Bed

Oswald Cobblepot x Reader, Edward Nygma x Reader

A/N: I love this trope! Thank you so much!

Oswald Cobblepot

Hiding from danger is just another typical Tuesday for Oswald

But he now finds himself in an even trickier situation with you

You may not realize it now, but Oswald has taken quite a liking to you

And even though you don't notice it, his enemies do

Which is why you two found yourselves in this current predicament

You were currently hiding out in a pretty luxurious suite

Even though Oswald was trying to keep you safe, he still had standards

That being said, he didn't think the location through very well

He was already ushering you over to the lone bed in the room, putting your stuff on it in hopes that there would be no question about it

"I think you should have the bed," you insisted, not wanting him to be uncomfortable

He shook his head

"No, no. You will be taking the bed. I likely won't even get to sleep tonight."

You frowned but decided not to push it further

You were all tucked in and ready to sleep, but you couldn't get yourself to shut your eyes

Instead, you kept stealing glances at Oswald, focusing on the way his brows furrowed and mouth tightened at all the paperwork in front of him

He was planning something big

You enjoyed spending time with him during these crucial moments, but they always left you confused

Why did he keep you around more than anyone else?

His irritated look immediately softened when he met your eyes, trying to convince himself that you most definitely were not blushing at being found out

He gave you a soft smile and looked back to the files

With this, you felt yourself relax enough to close your eyes, immediately drifting off

You didn't know how much time had passed when you shot up from the bed, your forehead covered in sweat

A nightmare, you assumed, although you couldn't remember much about it

Oswald was by your side in an instant, his face etched in worry

"Are you okay, my dear?" he asked softly, not even noticing the nickname he just gave you

You nodded and tried to offer a small smile

After a few moments to slow your breathing, Oswald hesitantly stood back up, heading towards his desk

However, in a moment of shocking confidence, your hand shot out and reached for him

He spun around immediately

"I-it's getting late, and I-" your voice cracked. "Will you stay with me, please?"

Oswald's cheeks turned a light shade of pink at this question, watching you scoot over slightly

He glanced over to his desk for just a moment, already having made up his mind

He shrugged out of his overcoat quickly and climbed in next to you, laying on his side to face you

You did the same and smiled at him

"Thank you for keeping me safe, Ozzie," you whispered

The smile didn't leave your face as you closed your eyes gently

Oswald reached for your cheek but hesitated, not wanting to scare you

Instead, he placed his hand carefully over your own, his heartbeat thumping quickly in his chest

Edward Nygma

Escaping from Arkham was no easy task

This meant that you two couldn't exactly be picky with where you ended up hiding

Ed had a couple "connections" thankfully, so you two found yourselves at a rather desolate motel

It would only be for the night

But when you entered the room, you both happened to stare at the lone bed in the the middle, the tension immediately building in the air

"I can take the chair," you offered quickly

You didn't want to put yourself in any more stress than needed

It had already been life risking to breakout of the asylum

And the last thing you needed was to make things awkward for the one person you cared about

He had his moments of course, but the mind of Edward Nygma was fascinating to you

You found his riddles entertaining

And he was truly a breath of fresh air compared to all the other crazy inmates

He made you feel seen and validated

And his voice was always just a bit softer whenever he spoke to you

He promised to save you from that place

It was no wonder you fell for him as quickly as you did

But Ed was a logical man

He had no time for love and feelings, you were sure of it

You could hear him scoff beside you

"Don't be ridiculous. I'll take the chair."

You managed to finally raise your gaze to his, heart racing at the realization that he was already looking back at you

"No, it's okay. I'm fine with-"

"There will be no argument," he stated matter-of-factly

Maybe it was the exhaustion of the day, or maybe it was all the anxiety, but you found yourself snapping back almost instantly

"After everything you've done for me, I insist on returning the favor in some way. Take the bed, please."

Edward seemed to go silent at this

You could tell by the way he was chewing on his cheek that he was assessing some thought

After a few moments, he finally let out a sigh

"The bed is surely big enough for the both of us..."

Your face turned red at the thought

He immediately began to backtrack

"But of course, your comfort is my main concern, so please don't agree if-"

You immediately plopped down on one side of the bed, leaving an empty spot beside you

Ed hesitantly made his way into the bed with you

The first 15 minutes of attempted sleep consisted of you two lying on your backs, a whole foot of space between you

You shivered a bit at the lack of heating in the room

Edward unknowingly scooted a bit closer to you, concerned about you being uncomfortable

You couldn't help but scoot a little closer to the middle as well, feeling drawn to him

He finally turned to look at you

His eyes were tired but worried

"It's cold," you whispered

He just nodded once and turned back to the ceiling

His lack of response made you feel a bit sick to the stomach, so you turned the other way so he wouldn't see your disappointment

You were almost asleep several minutes later when you felt his body press against yours, his arm wrapping tightly around you

"Goodnight," he whispered softly

[neathyingenue]

What’s been going on with Silvia?

An update ft. sticky note doodles

After hearing that her dear friend the Six-Finger’d Scrimshander was living somewhere that wasn’t a house, Silvia has installed it in the guest room of her Side-Streets flat, where they’ve been getting along swimmingly.

Her professional life is going great! Ever since she and Lord Oswald J. Emerson struck a bargain—he writes silly plays, Silvia writes silly reviews, they create public beef that sells tickets and papers—the Prodigal Plebian has practically been printing itself.

Silvia’s also made a new friend, one Youthful Naturalist! She’s been lending him a hand where she can—trying to convince him to move out of his rookery, and keeping her kitchen stocked with jellied eels should he come over, and taking him wherever he wants to go in her zee-clipper.

In the meantime, she’s been growing frustrated with her lack of progress regarding her research on the Third City. If you’ve been with Silvia for a while, you’ll recall that she has been learning Yucatec Maya and chasing leads to discover if there are any pockets of Third City inhabitants untouched by colonialism where she could convince her remaining dad to move with her. (Hm? Inherently contradictory logic? What inherently contradictory logic?)

Enter the Sixth Coil and the freed captives. Several of them are from the original Third City. Silvia follows them to Venderbight, uses her broken Yucatec Maya to explain what she’s after—

They tell her: There’s no such place as you’re describing. We hang around in Venderbight, but even now, there’s nowhere untouched by the Masters, by London.

Silvia presses them—No, there has to be, maybe you just don’t want me there? Why not? Why won’t you let me in?? I promise I’m trustworthy, I won’t tell—

And she finally realizes that she sounds like a fucking conquistador.

Welp! No better cure for a crumbling belief system and self-perception than to zail as far away from your problems as possible! She and the Youthful Naturalist fuck off for a while and that’s when the Delight gets wind of them.

Speaking of wind. The Wax-Wind catches up with Silvia’s ship. Silvia gets a bad burn across the right side of her neck and shoulders.

Not to just rehash everything that happens ever in Evolution, but, uh, shit hits the fan, Silvia gets pretty traumatized. But secretly she’d glad that she’s helping the Youthful Naturalist, proud of both of them. Her search for precolonial Atlantis failed. But here’s another basket to put some eggs in. If they crack the secret to life and death, well, no one else will have to die like Silvia’s other dad, they can have all the time in the world to create their own utopia.

And the other basket of eggs is the Marvellous. She’s been so busy she’s scarcely had time to think of it [I’ve been on the lodging grind for 3+ months ;_;]. But can’t she just win and make the Masters let go of everything, set everyone free, end imperialism, or whatever? That’s how it works, right?

Oh, by the way, no one knows she’s been doing this shit. Not her father-ish figures, not her flatmate, not her partner, not her best friend, not her newspaper employees. Just her crew, and they are pretty pissed at her right now, so she’s been avoiding them.

Around this time, Silvia gets a letter from Shaw (one such father-ish figure) explaining about Nemesis and saying he might not make it back from his final revenge quest.

ALSO around this time (or maybe right after) Silvia gets what really sounds like a last will and testament from Jones (other father-ish figure).

And ALSO also around this time, Brett (Silvia’s best friend) is recovering from learning of the death of his partner.

Then Silvia forgets to be careful, and Caoimhe (her partner) sees her burns and asks what’s going on. She doesn’t buy Silvia’s story about a cooking accident she forgot to tell Caoimhe about (Silvia never cooks), and she really doesn’t appreciate that Silvia tried to lie. Caoimhe gives Silvia the chance to come clean.

So it all comes out. The Marvellous. The scientific voyages. The experimental surgeries. The multiple supernatural enemies. Caoimhe is appalled that Silvia would be taking all these risks without saying a single word—she thought the most dangerous shit Silvia was involved with was printing ill-advised articles about powerful people. Caoimhe’s extraordinarily patient and supportive, but Silvia didn’t even tell her!

The breach of trust frays at their relationship and drags Silvia further into guilt and despair, especially because Silvia’s support network is spread rather thin at the moment!

So… here we are. Silvia’s standing in the crumbling ruins of her relationships and ideals. She needs to help this 20-year-old cheat death, and then she needs to beat a bat at cards, and she’s so, so sad about everything.

This is it folks! We've hit rock bottom! Even I'm not sure how she's getting out of this one :) :) If you made it this far, thanks for reading <3

[The Six-Finger'd Scrimshander - @T6FS; Lord Oswald J. Emerson - @lord-emerson; August Shaw - @zeebreezin; Robin Jones - @viric-dreams; Brett Heroux - @thedandy-detective; Caoimhe Coledoc - @the-insouciant-scientist]

[mar64ds]

Long mickey and oswald talk.

love mickey and oswald because they are awesome brothers but truthfully i think they would be each other's best friend too. Yeah technically goofy and donald will always be mickey's best friends but more and more i notice that goofy and donald kind of stick together more often (kingdom hearts, ducktales, even a goofy movie implies donald to be goofy's best friend) and i think in-universe that's because mickey can be slightly more... unnaproachable? Mickey is either the super positive 'perfect' best friend or the most famous toon celebrity or a king OR all of the above. It IS a bit more difficult to be a normal toon and open up to him, and it's not Mickey's fault or even donald and goofy's fault, they all trust each other constantly, they are true friends, but it IS one of the reasons why i think he would end up being closer to Oswald

Oswald on the other hand is also really unnapproachable but for completely different reasons, Mickey is for reasons out of his control, meanwhile Oswald is like that because he constantly puts walls around himself. He isolates himself, he lashes out, his emotions and trauma impact his relationships constantly, he even decides to make himself king and tries to be a celebrity or a hero more than a person sometimes and ends up disconnecting himself from people even more. Oswald has friends and kids and wife, but it's not easy to really get Oswald, he has so much baggage that it's hard to know him, sometimes people might leave him alone because they might think that's what he would want?? Or what he needs right now?? He keeps being all alone not because of Mickey or the Blot or anyone, HE is doing this to himself at this point. And even after epic mickey i think he is still someone not always easy to connect with because he still struggles personally

This is why i think, yeah they kind of get each other perfectly. Mickey is not the 'perfect' friend to Oswald, he has seen him in one of his worst moments, he hated the guy, and he learned to love the guy, even when you choose the thinner path. He's had his whole life of acknowledging Mickey is a huge celebrity, it's not really something that would make him hesitant to interact with Mickey, it's something that he goes directly to Mickey and complains about (after epic mickey probably as a joke).

When it comes to Oswald, he kept venting and mocking and lashing out to Mickey, even almost betrayed him, and Mickey still stayed. He didn't hold resentment or is hesitant to interact with Oswald. I think Oswald is SO sincere all the time, for better or worse, that it makes Mickey more sincere too (that one part where he gets mad in the graphic novel is awesome, let him be mad at the rabbit). Oswald isolates himself and puts all the walls he wants, Mickey is the only one to climb up that mountain and still sticks around even when Oswald tells him to leave him alone

Like it's not just we want to see these characters together cause they are brothers and we like epic mickey, it's the fact that if Mickey Mouse ever needs to work as a duo, Oswald SHOULD be the guy. Oswald is SO essential to Mickey as a character, epic mickey told us the truth and now you can't try to hide it and never do anything with this again. I'm tired of them giving Oswald content without Mickey, you do NOT get this game at all

[cowchickenbeefpork]

look I’m not going to argue that Edward truly loved Kristen for who she was genuinely ( he didn’t ) but seeing him as someone who got over her death and it barely affected him is kinda a reading I can’t agree with at all

I know what scene started this reading it was the whole “actually I do enjoy hurting people this is my true self and I greatly thank Kristen for making me reach my potential” but that realization came from when he cut her up, no? When you go back to THAT SCENE he describes how the light vanishing from her eyes was beautiful. This means two things, one, he had to first known he was hurting her, and two he was enjoying that fact

WHEN YOU GO BACK TO THE SCENE WHERE HE KILLED HER THERES NO TRACE OF THIS IN THE ACTING THERE!!!!! He’s not even angry he’s more so desperate to explain himself, he even smiles as he tells her he loves her and would NEVER HURT HER! And when he realized he killed her he sobbed himself to the point of blacking out. Even if you brush off the fact riddler is very poorly written and just make it be ed the fact he blacked out and went out fucking around with her corpse while not remembering any of it and only hours later regained consciousness and now having to search around the gcpd to find her. Genuinely why should I believe a man, who consistently convinces himself he’s actually super smart and has no emotions is telling ME the truth here about his own feelings when I as the viewer have just witnessed things that contradict this!!!!

Also the show contradicts that whole motive like two episodes later!!!!!!!!!! When Oswald tried to kill Ed for saying his mother made him weak Edward discusses Kristen’s death and says love wasn’t meant for men like them and that it will always weaken them. Notice how different of a explaination that is to the one in the woods? The one in the woods basically says it was his true self leaking out and he actually had some awareness of what he was doing and he enjoyed every second of it and he feels no remorse. The one during this scene says that it was unavoidable, an accident, but actually him brushing over his feelings and forcing himself to not think about it or ever attempt to love again is the correct awnser. Doesn’t the second answer flow better with the actual death? It aligns exactly with both his narcissism making him unable to admit he was in the wrong and also unable to let him grieve since it would go against the idea he has of himself in his head and aligns with the fact it was a ACCIDENT WHERE HE DIDNT EVEN INTEND TO HURT HER AT ALL!!!

I can’t blame people for taking the whole actually I enjoyed it reasoning as the true one since Gotham is very very badly written but the reasoning he gave to Oswald works better for his character and for the event itself! The whole point of that death was you can hurt people without even trying to and not be able to see that ur acting like the people who have hurt them before it’s too late and that’s!!!! Powerful but Gotham just had to make Edward secretly evil and sadicist this whole time which takes away from that message. The first time he finally realizes Kristen was a person who existed outside of what he thought of and was capable of thinking and acting outside of his image of her was when she died, and he pushed her back into a fucking box, a fucking role she played to further him in his life because the mere horror of his actions were too hard to bare, he had to convince himself this would always happen and it was either of their flaunts to keep his ego intact.

not to mention how the whole denying he needs love in his life kinda relates heavily back to his npd too. Since he couldn’t get what he wants he feels terrible and then convinces himself that actually WHAT HE WANTED was the inadequate thing instead of him, so he doesn’t have to mourn the fact that he couldn’t have it. It’s projection in a way, he projects his inner wants and desires that he hates to others so he can mock them and feel better. He is telling himself he doesn’t need connection to others, that he can provide for himself and will never need or depend on anyone ever in his life again which is contradicted again and again in the show. He can’t stop needing people to like him, affirm him or to depend on them. That is the ultimate paradox with npd, narcissism in itself locks someone into a state of both being completely independent and not needing or caring for others while completely needing and depending on their praise so you can keep your self esteem intact

i think why I’m kinda quite against this reading of Edward as someone who intensely enjoys hurting others in his nature and is completely logical and almost unemotional in his action is because it kinda just falls into his lie he folds himself and others, it’s believing in the narcissist fantasy he has convinced himself and others around him to be true, he will never be that, no matter how hard he tries he will never be smart enough and unemotional enough for himself, he will chase proving that fantasy until he dies if he keeps doing this, taking anyone who comes in his way down with him

you can read Gotham Ed however you want idc I’m not ur mom and I’m not mad I just really wanted to explain myself since last time I tried to it was horrid and nonsensical I should’ve been executed on the spot. You can read Edward however you like I’m not thought police I just really needed to say my peace here

[therealdaisytdm]

Mickey and Oswald enter an elevator, Mickey looks around and notices something different. Mickey: Ozzie, where are the buttons? Oswald: oh the doc installed voice recognition technology into the elevator. Mickey: voice recognition technology? in an elevator? In a cartoon realm? Have you ever tried voice recognition technology? Oswald(who is confused): no? Mickey(who had an unfortunate experience with a VRT): it only works with humans. Oswald: ...11. Elevator AI: I'm sorry, can you please repeat that? Mickey: ...11. Oswald: 11...11. Mickey: 11. Elevator AI: I'm sorry, can you please repeat that? Oswald: 11. Mickey: who told the mad doctor this was a good idea? We should probably sound like a human voice actor. Mickey(who starts sounding like Walt when he normally speaks): 11...11. Oswald(who was stunned by Mickey's impression of Walt): Walt did your voice?! Mickey(in his normal voice): he didn't do yours? Oswald: *shakes his head* Mickey(Walt Disney voice impression): 11. Oswald: not gonna lie that's impressive. Elevator AI: i'm sorry, can you please repeat that? Mickey(back to his normal voice): dang it. Oswald: let me show you how it's done all right.*clears his voice* Oswald(with his own voice impression this time of Mickey Rooney): 11...11. Mickey: it doesn't work well with the voices of children. Oswald(back to his normal voice): shut up rodent. Elevator AI: please speak slowly and clearly. Oswald: RODENT. Mickey(with a flirtatious tone): 11. Elevator AI: i'm sorry, can you please repeat that? Mickey(who is starting to get angry): 11... if you don't understand anything, i'm going to tear you apart! Oswald: whoa Mick... you can't just tell people that you're going to tear them apart. Mickey: oh don't you dare start that, how can you murder an elevator?! Elevator AI: please speak slowly and clearly. Oswald: ...11...11...11...11. Mickey: you're just saying that the same way! Oswald: I'm going to keep saying it until I sound like a human, OK?! Oswald Then proceeds to repeat the number 11 4 more times Mickey(who is obviously triggered): OH FOR THE LOVE OF WALT, OPEN THE STUPID DOORS!!! Elevator AI: this is a voice activated elevator, please state which floor you would like to go to in a clear and calm manner. Mickey: Calm?! CALM?! Where is this coming from?! Why is it telling people to be calm?! Oswald: because they knew that a lot of toons have been going at it FOR MONTHS!! Elevator AI: you have not selected the floor. Oswald: I ALREADY HAVE...11!!! Elevator AI: if you would like to get out of the elevator without selecting a floor, simply say "open the doors, please". Mickey: please, please, suck my hot dog. Oswald(who is feeling defeated): maybe we should just say please. Mickey: I'm not begging that for nothing. Oswald(with puppy eyes): open the doors, please. Mickey: "please" really Ozzie?! Elevator AI: please remain calm. Oswald(who is enraged by this point): AAAAHHHH... THAT'S IT, I'M GETTING UP THERE *hops onto Mickey's back*, JUST WAIT FOR IT TO SPEAK!!! Elevator AI:. . . You have not selected the floor. Oswald: AAAAAHHHHH... YOU STUPID PEACE OF JUNK! IF YOU DON'T OPEN THESE DOORS RIGHT NOW! I AM GOING TO GET A HEART, ENTER THE CARTOON WORLD, FIND WHOEVER GAVE YOU A VOICE, AND GIVE THEM THE ELECTRIC CHAIR!!! Mickey: WASTELAND YOU B[female dog]!!! Oswald: WASTELAND!!! Mickey: WASTELAND!!! Oswald: WASTELAND!!! Mickey and Oswald: FREEDOM!!!!!! The elevator door opens from the outside as people were trying to enter, they noticed the boys acting funny, and started staring at them, when Mickey and Oswald realize that the door was open and that there were people watching them, Oswald got off of Mickey's back, and started whistling his own theme song. Mickey: ...going up?

[l-starlight-l]

The love of a Hero

Smoke Signals

A/N: listen listen I know it’s been a longggg time since I post but I’ve been busy man. This is the first story in my new mini series!! I’m so excited even tho I’m not so sure how good it’s going to be. I promise I’ll post more! Love ya<3

Description: You’re a new physiologist in the city and you share a smoke break with a mysterious masked man

Warning: smoking, cursing, mental hospital

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

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You are one of the most successful psychologists in the United States. You have helped heal people all over the world. You mainly focus on the people who are more disturbed in the mind. You have been itching to settle down so when you got an invite to work at the renounced Gotham asylum you were over joyed. It was quite obvious they needed more hands since they have been having issues keeping inmates actually in their cells. You knew that this might be a stressful job but you’ve been through worse. Plus you had friends in the city who you could rely on.

On your first day you were immediately thrown into action, seeing the very ill people that filled the hospital. You obviously were not gonna make it through all the new patients on your list but you tried your best. You made introductions with many well know names such as; Pamela Isley, Harvey Dent, Oswald cobble-pot and a few others. One name caught you by surprise, Harleen Quinzel, you had met of her before. You shadowed her when you first got into the business. She was kind to you when others weren’t and seeing her like this now was going to be hard. You put her visit to the end of the day to take some time to prepare.

You had just got out of a session with “the scarecrow” and it had shaken you up. You decide that it was time for a break and some fresh air. You made your way to find a quiet spot to rest. When you pushed open the doors to the back of the building there was no one to be seen. This made you feel alittle better. Smoking was a bad habit that you couldn’t shake but had cut down on. You only feel the urge when you get stress which seems to be happening more and more often. You pat your pockets but they’re empty. A soft panic set in, not that forgetting your pack is life or death but is still a disappointment.

“Are you fucking kidding me” you mutter under your breath. You lean against a wall and close your eyes trying to relax a little before getting back to work. You hear heavy footsteps land right infront of you. The suddenness of the sound surprises you and you jump. When you look up to see who had dropped down you see a very tall and big man. He has dark hair with an unusual white streak in the front and gray-blue eyes that are covered by a thin black mask. You just kinda look at him confused on why he’s there and he just looks at you as if you’re the one who came out of nowhere.

“Um hi, can I help you” you say with a confused attitude.

He looks a bit taken back but opens his mouth to reply “what are you doing here”

“I should be asking you the same question, you’re the big masked man who just came up out of no where” you say now annoyed

“Oh uh sorry, I guess. Usually there’s no one over here” he replies a little embarrassed scratching the back of his head.

“Well I wouldn’t know, it’s my first day” you feel weirdly okay with just giving this stranger unneeded information.

“Oh well, wanna smoke” he says offering me a cigarette, I happily take it. Which in reality is a dumb idea.

“Thank you” you mutter unsure of what to do.

“I haven’t got a light” he pats his pockets. You reach into your lab coat and pull out a lighter. You put your cigarette into your mouth and he does the same. You lean up on your toes to meet the tips together and light them. When you step away and look at the tall man he looks very flustered and you realize that may have been a weird thing to do, getting so close to him without even knowing his name. “So you’re a doctor here” he says breaking the awkwardness.

“Yeah I am, and you’re one of Batman’s boys?” you question unsure since you’re use to super hero’s with a bit more red and blue.

He looks a little surprised and you start to worry you said something wrong. “I guess you could call me that” he says with a kind laugh. You smile at his laugh it makes you feel warm. “You don’t seem like you’re from Gotham” he states like a question.

“Oh um no I’m not, I just moved here last week” you say not wanting to give your whole life story. His phone rings and he reluctantly steps away wanting to finish your conversation. He looks annoyed at whoever’s on the other end and rolls his eyes before hanging up. He puts out his smoke and looks at you.

“see you around, doc” he smiles and then disappears. His smile stays with you, it was warm and genuine. You had no idea who he is but you want to see him again, he made you feel so relaxed. You sigh and put out your cigarette. You have to go finish your shift, you emotionally prepare yourself for your next consult, which you’ve been dreading all day, and walk back into the building.

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[fivekrystalpetals]

Glen, Children of Misfortune, Juries and the Baskervilles

[When I say Glen, I am referring all Glens- past and present: Levi, Oswald, Gil and Leo. Hella lot of lore is here that I wanna write about ;-; so I might divide this into different posts let's see. Also fair warning: I might criticize Oswald's actions-past and present- a bit, since I love looking at characters from an unbiased pov. Also, maybe some characters' past actions in order to point to their character development so that too.]

[ Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 ]

4] Oswald and Lacie

Truth be told, Oswald has always been “passive”. He doesn’t know what he really wants. He had already been training to become the next Glen (ref: Part 1) and it was drilled into his mind that he was to cast Lacie into the Abyss right from the beginning. He doesn’t question this rule.

Not even when Lacie hints that the purpose of the existence of a Child of Ill-Omen might not be what it is said to be (Retrace 101):

And his answer to this theory of hers is:

You are not crazy. If that’s the answer you came to, it is doubtlessly the truth for you.

That’s… that’s not the right response to it!!!

“The truth for you,” he says, basically responding: “Oh if what you say makes you happy, then so be it. But the truth is different.” (No! It is not!)

Why won’t he grasp at straws to save her if he loved her and cared about her? Why won’t he even try to research the possible truth of her words? Why won’t he at least make an attempt to stop the needless execution of his dear sister? Lacie has grown up beside him; what great ‘threat’ did she cause to the condition of the Abyss in all those years she was alive? But he doesn’t dare question any of it; he simply, quietly, “passively” goes ahead with what was asked of him.

[Whereas, in Retrace 91/92, it’s proven Lacie had been right all along. Nothing like Child of “Ill-Omen” exists and all of those lies had been set down as “rules” for the Juries’ selfish purposes.]

Again, I’d also, well not exactly excuse him, but, as Oz and Break say, there is always the chance that he couldn’t have known the truth about the Child of Ill-Omen. Not until after Lacie had died and perhaps, during his short stint as Glen, he must have come to realize that the Jury had more to do with this affair than met the eye, the reason why he brought along Vincent to the final Gate in the last Arc.

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Okay, but this aside, his response to her every word is always so... resigned?

See, Retrace 72:

Why does Lacie have to be the one to do this? She is the sinner here, your prisoner due to be executed in five days; why would you ask something like this of her? If Oswald truly wanted Lacie to survive, he should have been the one to tell Jack everything and ask him to take her away with him if he can't protect her anymore. But he keeps quiet.

(He does regret this, in Retrace 101.)

I chose being the head of Baskervilles over being Lacie's older brother. And yet I did not drive Jack away, even after I realized how twisted he had become.

He is ruthless in some places, soft in some. Like if he was ruthless to Lacie, he'd have been the same to Jack as well. The reason he was not, because that was the only way he could be soft on himself and lessen his own guilt.

Continuing from there, (Retrace 73), Lacie is the one to apologize for being "too harsh on him" and then goes on to tell how she has never regretted being born with red eyes or living in this world. "I love this world," she says.

Okay, this is a panel of so many contradictions, you know. Oswald says Lacie is strong, but she disagrees and says she is "ten times more cynical than other people."

Both of them are wrong.

Lacie was neither strong nor cynical. She was scared. Yes, scared. Terrified. Lacie was terrified of dying, of being cast into the Abyss, so terrified that she woke herself up from nightmares of their first day at the Baskerville estate, of learning her fate from the Jury and Glen...

....just mere days before her execution: (Retrace 67/68)

I am going off a tangent to do a quick character analysis of Lacie (I will do a longer one later, but just this one aspect of her characterization) that both Oswald and Jack had the wrong impression of Lacie. Oswald assumed her to be so strong that she could shoulder the burden of loneliness and death all by herself. He assumed she didn't want to live any longer, that she had already seen so much and experienced all that the world has to offer that she no longer had any more worldly desires. In short, he saw her as some sort of motherly saint.

As for Jack, she is his Dream Girl to put it simply. At the most depressing and most vulnerable point of his life, when he chanced to meet such a vibrant girl like Lacie, he latched onto her for his life, absorbed every word she uttered, learnt the song she sang once on a whim and sang nothing but that for the next eight years. The casual advice she gave him as a turbulent, rebellious and frivolous teenager... okay, but, let's be real here. Lacie was simply spouting whatever came to her mouth atm in the name of 'advice'. She was passing time till her brother apologized to her and she'd be brought back home. She most probably didn't think Jack, being one of a kind, would accept her words so literally that he obeys them verbatim, even if he was disgusted by what he was forcing himself to do. He put her on a sky high pedestal that he was scared to even touch her lest she loses her "magic" in his mind. That's also the reason why he never questions her lie (her lie about the Succession Ceremony) because he was scared whatever image he had of her might shatter if he pressed on. (Yeah, I gotta write a longer post about Jack's and Lacie's relationship, bc it's one of the most fucked-up yet tragic, most hollow yet sincere relationships if ever there was one)

I guess, of all people, as sad as it is, only Levi got to see her at her most vulnerable? (Retrace 68):

Neither Oswald nor Jack have seen her like this—a scared girl, full of loneliness and regrets of not being able to live longer. And yet, when Levi casually mentions about her death in another five days, she grins as if she's looking forward to it. Which, in reality, is just a mask to cover her terror.

Why I am saying this is—as context for Oswald's line "I shall be lonely if you disappear" and her midnight walk later to the tree where the three of them used to hang out. Lacie says big things like I love this world, I love the Abyss, even when Levi asked her to assist his 'experiment', her only query was if the Abyss won't be lonely anymore,,, but she doesn't let her own loneliness or regrets to surface. She bottles up all of it. Why? Because she has to be strong for Oswald and pretend like she is taking all of this in stride to lessen his guilt.

Whereas Oswald does not ask her if she is alright. If she is lonely. If she is scared of being cast into the Abyss. If she wants to run away.

(In fact, if you see the hug, it's Lacie who is hugging Oswald in a comforting, motherly hug as if he's in greater need of comfort than her, because, of course, she must be completely, totally at terms with her Fate, right?)

In that regard, I am sure Jack would definitely have inquired after her if only he didn't place her on an otherworldly pedestal and realized things might go wrong with his Dream Girl too. Moreover and most importantly, Jack was kept in dark about most things connected to the Baskervilles and he had also promised not to dig too much if he was only allowed to meet Lacie. So I won't blame him for not pressing when she lied. He must have assumed it's Something Baskerville Ritual, not that it'd be something that'd directly affect his Lacie.

But Oswald is her big brother. Oswald knows everything about the Baskervilles. He is going to become the next Glen. Yet... he does nothing, asks nothing. Almost like Oswald had long given her up for dead. Like he can't do anything for her anymore whereas she is still alive and chatting right there with him.

He is always thinking of the days after she'd be gone, and never ever gives any thought to their present.

Remember Rufus Barma's words from Retrace 86 and I must agree:

You speak as if you've already given up.

Exactly. As I said in Part 1 of this long essay, Oswald was the full-fledged Glen when he cast Lacie into the Abyss. With the title of Glen, even if he simply brushes aside the rules and sets new ones for his reign, who could possibly question him? He had five black-winged chains of the Abyss in his possession. The Juries might protest,, but if Lacie is there, they can't do anything. They are scared of the Child of Misfortune.

Even Leo points this out correctly:

He is always waiting for someone with a stronger will to come help him out of problems he needs to solve on his own.

In his penultimate appearance, he finally, finally, takes a decision and drops his sword. He decides to not kill his sister a second time. And, immediately, people who have always cared for him (if only he ever gave them a chance) gather around him to assure him that he had done well, done enough.

Well, tl;dr, what I am trying to say is that Oswald should have stuck firmly to his decision whatever it was. If he had cast Lacie into the Abyss, then he should have dealt with the consequences appropriately. If he had stopped her execution, then he should have been strong enough to face off the Juries. Whatever his decision, he should have been thorough with it instead of being half-hearted, passive and resigned about everything.

Ending this loooong essay (;_;) on a funny yet interesting note (this omake from Vol. 19) which presents the kind of Oswald I actually wanted to see. The premise might be absurd but he, for once, drops his air of resignation and faces off the Glen himself for his sister, going to the extent of dropping formality and addressing him by his name lol

[ Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 ]

[like-rain-or-confetti]

Why do you smell so good!?

Is that a new cologne? Why does the rogue smell so good?

The Riddler: The two of you had a little too much to drink. That made you a little more forward and affectionate, meanwhile it seemed to calm the Riddler down. In your I toxicated state, you said what you had been thinking all night long in the Iceberg Lounge. Without warning, you wrapped your arms around Edward holding him close. "Ed, you smell really good." He raised an eyebrow with a smirk. "Oh?" He replied as you pressed your nose to his shoulder and breathing in his scent. "Why do you smell so good?" He couldn't help but chuckle as you held his hips. He didn't say anything, caught off guard as he grew slightly flustered.

Scarecrow: "Jonathan." You deadpanned and he looked over his shoulder at you from his desk. "(Y/N)." "You don't get to do that you know." You began. Jonathan blinked. "Most times I do anyway but you'll have to be much more specific if you want a more accurate response." "Why do you smell so good?" You asked and he chuckled. "Jonathan, seriously, have you always smelled like that?" He sent you a smirk. "Maybe I'll tell you the secret." You narrowed your gaze on him. "I'm gonna raid your bathroom one day. I hope you know that."

Two-Face: "Two-Face." You said sharply. "(Y/N)." Harvey replied flatly. "Don't (Y/N) me! Are we really not gonna talk about this!?" You cried out. "Talk about what?" He asked. "You smell amazing! What the hell!?" "Oh it's new, you like it?" He smirked. You nodded eagerly. "Well that's good." Harvey chuckled. "Keep this one always please, infact, give me the name. I'm going to buy it just to spray every three minutes." You said quickly and Harvey laughed. "You're cute. You know that, don't you?" "I try." You smiled bashfully.

Black Mask: You were lying with your head against his chest in bed when you noticed. "You smell good." You said lowly, squeezing him. "What is that?" You asked. "That's my cologne, doll." He chuckled, taking a draw of his cigarette. "You like it?" "I love it." You hummed planting a kiss to his chest. You felt Roman's free hand weave his fingers into your hair. Roman tilted his back and exhaled, releasing the smoke him his mouth. Moments like these took some time for Roman to really get used to but when he did, he enjoyed those moments with you.

Penguin: He felt your hands on his shoulders. He looked up. "Oh hey, sweetheart. I didn't realise you were working tonight." "Oz, I need to tell you something." You deadpanned. "Go ahead, sweetheart. Tell me what's going on." He replied, putting a hand over yours. "You smell so good." You groaned, leaning down to sniff near his neck. "Like I'm sorry for how creepy this is, but you smell so good boss!" You finished. Oswald let out a booming laugh. "Thanks, sweetheart. I think I'll wear it more often if it gets attention such as yours." He winked. "You should!" You nodded eagerly.

[imjustforthefandoms]

TWSTOBER DAY 7 PART 2

part one here: https://www.tumblr.com/imjustforthefandoms/764196409102778368/twstober-day-7-jack-howl?source=share

Jack looked around the cafeteria for Epel, his ears perked up listening to the slightest sound. He was thinking about what to say to Epel for two whole periods, and now he had his chance to talk with him. Thats all he needed. His ear twitched at a sound. That laugh, that laugh like bubbles in a sparkling cider. He turned to the sound, catching sight of Epel as he was talking with another Pomfiore student. His chance was now, and his legs moved before he could even think about it.

“Hey, Epel.” he called out, catching the attention of the purple haired boy as he finished his conversation.

“Oh, hi Jack.”

“I… think we should sit together for lunch.” He tried to keep his eyes on Epel, trying to keep his instincts under control. “I think it would be pretty nice.” Epel looked at him with a soft smile, a smile that almost had Jack’s tail going a mile a minute.

“Oh, sure! Just let me get my lunch and we’ll get a table.” the shorter boy replied, heading over to the lunch line. Jack stood there still for a moment before he replied.

“Oh, yeah. I’ll…grab us seats.” Jack looked around the cafeteria, before finding an empty pair of seats near a window. Perfect. We could talk about…oh. He didn’t plan what to talk about. He bit his lip as he walks over to the table. What does he talk about? Workout? Nature? He could talk about his cacti. Would Epel like cacti? As he sat at the table, he fidgets with his food a bit. What did Oswald say, “make it a joke”? I guess that could work. Make him laugh. He could do that. Epel did have a really nice laugh.

“There you are!” Epel said as he approached the table, sitting across from Jack. “it's a good thing you’re tall, I could see you from a mile away if i needed to.” He lets out a soft chuckle, and Jack couldn’t help the sheepish smile on his face.

“Well I guess it has its perks” C’mon, make it funny. “But some doors are an issue.” That laugh. That bubbly laugh was heard again. Good! He did good.

"I guess. But I would prefer that to being small.” Epel let out a sigh as he cuts another piece of his lunch, a grimace on his lips. “It's real hard for people to take you seriously when this short.” Jack let out a soft hum. He never thought about it from the other end. He knew Epel didn't like his short stature but…

“If people don't take you seriously because your smaller, they're real idiots.” The words came out of Jack’s mouth before he could stop them. Epel looked at him with wide eyes. Jack met his gaze as he realized what he just said. It's not like he was lying but…maybe that was a bit too strong for now.

“Oh, well…” Epel’s smile returned again. “I'm glad I have your respect, Jack.” Jack’s ears perked up, his tail practically smacking against the chair.

"Oh, well…it's nothing you need to thank me for. You're earned my respect.” He replied. He brings his hand to gently comb through his hair. Was that weird? Epel was still smiling so maybe he was on the right path.

"Well you have my respect too. You're a real nice person, Jack.” Epel said with a soft smile. “I don't think I've met someone like you before I came here." Jack looked at him with wide eyes. Was that his chance? He never met anyone like Jack, so maybe…

“Maybe you'd like to date someone like me too” Jack's mouth was getting the better of him today. Epel's eyes went wide, meeting Jack's gaze. His ears went flat but he refused to leave Epel's gaze. Well. He said it. He wanted to say it. The tension was thick in the air. Until Epel let out a chuckle, a smirk on his face.

“Why, do you want to date me too?” He responded. Jack couldn't hide the blush on his cheeks, or the fwapping of his tail.

“I- well-” Jack’s legs seem to move on his own, standing up from the table. “I need to go for a moment!” He ran from the table and out of the cafeteria, biting his lips. Coward! That was a coward move! Why did he say that!? Why did Epel respond to that!? He stopped running right outside of the botanical gardens. He let out a sigh, pounding his fist against the wall. “Dammit!”

“Well well well, there ya are Jacky.” Jack turned around to meet Oswald's gaze, a smirk on his lips. “How'd it go with the Felmir boy?”

“I-” he let out a sigh, his ears drooping. “I ran”

“You ran?” Oswald looked at Jack with wide eyes before he stifled a chuckle, soon followed by loud bositerous laughter. Jack let out a growl.

“Listen, I was just caught off guard okay?! I'm not proud of running away, that's a cowardly thing!” No matter what Jack said, Oswald continued his laughter almost doubled over despite Jack's scolding.

Epel sat at the table, his face twisted into a pout as he shoved another piece into his mouth. Why did he say that?! I mean, yeah he wanted to date Jack but, why did he say it like that?! He let out a sigh, he wasn't going to live this down.

[magicwithclass]

Spectral Guardian

Spectral Guardian received attention as early as the year 2018. Back then, this card almost reached the ten dollar mark. At the time people were unsure if there was genuine demand for the card or if this was just a buyout. Perhaps someone saw something in this creature and tried to obtain as many copies of possible for the future. I can kind of see why. The card is decent even in today's game. I would not be surprised to see this in a commander deck and in casual play no one will really question a spectral guardian in your artifact deck. 4 mana is a reasonable price to pay to give all your noncreature artifacts shroud. That is an amazing form of protection and 4 mana is a very efficient cost for that effect. Today, the card would most likely have given hexproof or ward but shroud is reasonable. You will not be to target your own artifacts but you wouldn't be playing the guardian in a deck that wants you to target your own artifacts. This card reminds me a lot of padeem consul of innivation. Padeem is the stronger card but you may not always be playing blue and I like that my boros artifact deck can have blanket protection at an acceptable cost. Spectral Guardian does need to remain untapped but your opponent is just as likely to get rid of the guardian than tap it down. Of course, spectral guardian did receive another buyout in 2021. At the time it went up to 13 dollars. Thus, there were two times in modern history that this card was above bulk before plummeting back down to about a dollar or less. Is the third time a charm? Will the next spike finally allow spectral guardian to keep a more expensive price tag? Well, people are looking at this card. Not many reserved list cards have spiked twice only to go back to bulk. This card is playable in commander despite seeing play in less than 70 decks. People should really give this a try. Perhaps a commander will come along that really wants this protection in mono white. Out of the many bulk reserved list cards, spectral guardian has one of the highest generic power levels. I assume that is why there has been market speculation on this card in the past. Strangely, edhrec shows a bunch of older, reserved list cards as cards with high synergy or top cards. In reality, the decks that this card can fit in are not located on edhrec because not enough players are using this card in decks it fits. What a shame. I think this card would be much more expensive if one prominent commander started using this a lot on edhrec. Exposure is sometimes all a card needs to reach the limelight. I would keep my eye on this card and I have at least a playset. One day, I know I will find a home for this spirit in my commander decks. Until then, I will hold onto my copies as this is one card that I do not think will remain bulk. If there is ever another reserved list spike or a series of buyouts, I would target this card especially as white is getting more artifact support. Lets try to get spectral guardian some more playtime. Put this guy in your artifact decks! If you are running gandalf the white, oswald fiddlebender, teshar apostle, losheel, lita mechanical engineer, or ratchet field medic, then try spectral guardian in thos decks. You may be pleasantly surprised. Also, shorikai genesis engine is a noncreature artifact. Spectral guardian can protect your vehicles as long as you do not crew them. In fact, as more and more commanders are released that are noncreatures, maybe spectral guardian gets better and better.

[ireallylovepupplies101stuff]

Spiderdemon AU Funfacts

We interrupt the AU drama with some funfact bits for the Spiderdemon AU. So I hope you enjoy!!

-When Bendy first became Spiderdemon, he didn't expect to get fans. Holly’s one thing because he knows she's naturally curious and likes doing research on things, but he was surprised when Boris nearly shoved his phone in his face to show him people were making videos, drawings, MEMES, etc about Spiderdemon.

Since Boris tends to work on the computer the most he spams Bendy with Spiderdemon fan stuff he finds that he thinks Bendy gets a kick out of. Bendy finds it entertaining, and makes a blog or something to save all this spiderdemon stuff. Sometimes taking pictures of himself when he's out patrolling to post online.

People start wondering if his blog is run by spiderdemon, but thanks to Boris' awesome computer skills, no one can get any proof. XD

-Felix is well aware Bendy’s Spiderdemon.

He figured it out when Bendy was with him when he was visiting a museum for work, but someone attacked the museum, Bendy vanished, and Spiderdemon showed up, using a clearly fake voice to tell Felix his kid is perfectly safe.

Although irritated that Bendy’s been lying to his face, he understands why, and from then on pretends not to notice Bendy sneaking in and out when Spiderdemon is needed.

The moment he hears about Spiderdemon out saving the day though he turns on the news and anxiously watches and hopes Bendy doesn't get hurt.

-Oswald and Felix start dating shortly before Bendy goes to college. The two of them connected when Bendy and Ortensia were in the hospital, and Felix helped Oswald through his grief after he lost his wife. Oswald and Mickey always welcomed Felix and the boys over for family meals and Bendy and Boris would occasionally babysit Oswald's kids.

Oswald gets a sneaking suspicion that Bendy's Spiderdemon, and that suspicion is confirmed when he temporarily comes out of retirement and meets Spiderdemon up close as the Lucky Rabbit. He comes out of retirement initially to, convince, Spiderdemon to help him right a wrong.

Aka trick him into helping him steal something from some extremely shady and dangerous people.

Bendy would be MAAAAAD. Boris ends up listening through the suit's communication system as Bendy rants angerly over how he's going to find Lucky Rabbit someday, kick his cussing but, and throw him in cussing jail!

However, the next day, Bendy's surprised to find out the thing Lucky Rabbit tricked him into helping him steal, was actually something Lucky Rabbit stole from Felix many years ago, and he wanted to steal it back to secretly return it. Bendy would be confused, and still kinda mad, but he's glad that his and Boris' adoptive father is happy.

Despite knowing Bendy is rightfully angry at him for his manipulative trick as Lucky Rabbit, Oswald makes sure to keep an eye on the news in case Spiderdemon needs help while saving the town.

-since Boris isn't exactly a big fan of spiders, he's not exactly a fan of Bendy's shapeshifting powers when he can make himself into a giant spider demon.

He's not scared of Bendy when he does that, but it does make him cussing SHUDDER. (like imagine having a fear of clowns and a loved one has to dress like one for some reason. That would give anyone the heebie jeebies)

Then when Holly is in on Bendy’s identity, and starts asking him about his powers, she asks him if Bendy can communicate with spiders, and possibly summon an army of spiders.

Boris straight up got out of his seat, and walked out of the room going "Nopenopenopenope."

Holly: Maybe I should have saved that question for later...

Bendy: Boris come back! I'm 90% sure I can't summon spiders!

Thanks to Holly putting that thought in Boris' head, Boris now brings a can of spider repellent when Bendy’s trying to work on his powers and trying to see if he can tap into new ones.

-When Bendy officially moved into his college dorm, both he and Boris were kinda emotional over the fact that they're not going to be around each other in person daily. Boris absolutely cried and Bendy tried his best not to tear up as they hugged each other bye after Boris and Felix finished helping Bendy move into his dorm.

Later that night though they called each other over the phone. They make sure to talk daily and Bendy comes home during the weekends to stay the night and spend time with his family (when villains aren't threatening the town and keeping him busy).

-safe to say Boris would be kinda giving Cuphead the cold shoulder after learning he's Red Diamond because of how often he hurt his brother in fights.

But he would be curious about Venom. Cuphead probably notices how Boris actually acknowledges his existence again when Venom comes up in conversation. 

Cuphead: You wanna say hi?

Boris: .... Is he going to bite?

Cuphead: Nah, he just ate.

Venom: *smacks Cuphead in the head*

Cuphead: Gah! *rubs his head and rolls his eyes* We also have a strict "no hurting kids" code.

-When out as Spiderdemon, if villains aren't attacking, Bendy delivers food to homeless people on the streets. He remembers how rough it was for him and Boris when they were on the streets before Felix took them in so he'd want to help out when he can.

-Cuphead for the longest time thought Bendy’s tail and horn were part of Bendy’s spiderdemon costume.

So imagine his confusion when he knows Bendy’s identity, and notices his tail coming out of seemingly nowhere to pick up a gear or something he dropped when working on something. 

Cuphead: You wear your costume tail all the time? Doesn't it get uncomfortable? 

Bendy: .... *doesn't break eye contact as he shape shifts his spider demon horns to come out*

Cuphead: HOLY CUSS THEY’RE REAL?!

Bendy: You know I can shape shift! How is this surprising to you?!

[fanfiction-artist-prototype]

I see you too are making a spidersona :eyes: may I share some lore/ideas around mine?

why yes of course Castle, I'd love for you to lore/idea share!! But only if you excuse the lore/art dump im about to drop on here for mine!!

I wanted to take the gwen stacey approach to spidersona's but obviously playing into the self-insert fun aspect of it as well! So we have my oc Jane Johanna Jamerson - niece/ ward of James Jonah Jamerson talking head and head of the Daily Bugle.

Jane is this worlds MJ, Harvey Oswald is this worlds Harry Osborne and of course you have Peter Parker because I wanted a trio in a spiderstory again!

Jane lives with her uncle because of circumstances and got bitten by a spider from Oscrops research when her, peter and Harvey were all playing in the main research building, because Norman Osborne let them play in his office whilst he was in a meeting and they went and explored - thats how she got her powers.

Most of the villains in this universe are a result of escaped Oscorp experiments or intervention form the company, so you have Curt Conners as Lizard obviously, but the Vulture is less tech inclined in this universe and more infected by Oscorp with modified vulture DNA - yes that means he has a twinge of cannibalism in this version! Rhino was tech-inclined at first but ended up taking his 'mysterious benefactor' aka Norman Osborne up on his offer to become a super solider the likes of which the world hasn't thought to create since Captain America. (the universe is set just before cap awakens from his ice nap so he's nothing more than history at the start of Lumo's journey)

Jane is called Lumo-Spider because of my recent obsession with Zinc Oxide, which is luminescent at room temperature and so I wanted her to have glowy webs, and so i decided that her spider had zinc oxide production as one of its unknown but mundane mutations - so Lumo's webs both glow in darker spaces but also have really good conductivity based on temperature! Which means she's accidentally lethal to those that get caught in the crosshairs of her and Electro's fights in the winter.

She got bitten around age 12 and exhibited signs of the X-gene (actually the spider mutations) so Jamerson sent her off to be evaluated by Xaviour's school for gifted children, where they quickly concurred she was an artificial mutant - similar to deadpool or Wolverine where she didn't posess the X-gene but outside forces had forced her body to accommodate what should have been handled by the x-gene causing adverse side effects. For her its not being able to control her abilities. Her uncle is under the assumption that she's simply got super strength and that's the limitations because the school help her cover her other abilities and spider-like mannerisms up because she -and the school- are worried that her uncle might disown her, and she's one of the only 'mutant' children that seems to have a supporting family willing to keep their child and nobody wants to risk that.

Oscorp starts being the villains after Lumo's first spin around new york. I'm thinking she was training part time to control her powers so the x-men gave her a training suit that she personalised with her friends help (because i know in some of the cartoons, and older comics i have that students at the school got their own x-men suits as like a 'pe uniform' even if they weren't going out into the field) and they came to the conclusion that a competitor stole their feasible spider mutation and made their own super soldier and decide to try and capture Lumo to figure out who she works for.

Her canon event doesn't happen till she's eighteen, when she finds Peter Parker mauled to death by the Lizard and Vulture, after her uncle sends Peter out to cover a prison break case and tells him not to come back without pictures, putting him in the crosshairs. It's what forces her to break free form her uncles side because he considers lumo 'worse than the x-men' because she's just another law breaking vigilante but she can't even keep other mutated from killing NY citizens and she can't ever imagine her telling him turning out well and now he's 'gotten peter killed'.

Harvey ends up being the Green Goblin rather than Hobgoblin here, but i could literally do an entire post just on ideas for Harvey.

Also the second picture is my FAVOURITE idea for this spidersona.

Little 14 year old Jane getting seriously injured and for the first time in the 2 years she's been fighting not knowing how to hide it, not knowing how she's supposed to keep this hidden, especially since she's got two massive facial injuries, who got hurt before she put the suit on and had just enough time to change back before she was found by rescue teams because she was in a half-collapsed building.

Jamerson is on the ground reporting for this one because it's Lumo's most destructive fight yet and he's prepping with his cameraman going on a rant when the camerman points Jane out to him and all Jamerson can see when he sees his niece - who should be at home, oh god she'd been walking home from SCHOOL when the attack started, to be bleeding this badly she must have been caught in it from the beginning, why hadn't he thought to phone her to make sure she was okay!?- is the seven year old girl who he had to take in because there was nobody left who could - or would do it properly.

[bunnyrabbitbracket]

You set Oswald up to lose. RIGGED

Do you understand how funny it is to blame me specifically for rigging the Oswald, the big timer perhaps universally known, vs Allison, the indie character from the relatively new game, poll to be in Allison's favour? I know why Allison won, and it wasn't because of how I seeded it (that is to say somewhat properly which in retrospect is prrrobably not suited to how Tumblr tournaments work).

By the way, if you want me reblogging pro-Your Guy propaganda... make Your Guy propaganda? Make a post, tell people why you should vote for Your Guy. I look in the #bunny rabbit bracket tag, and in the reblogs, and in my mentions. If I missed something, then oops! Bunny rabbit error!

I mean.. I get it, but... erm... perhaps celebration instead? Be happy for the indie bunny beating out the big rabbit, be happy for lesbians and furries and lesbian furries and lala frolic in a meadow that they managed to get to round 2. Shake hands, sportsmanship! Congratulations, Allison! Y'know? Do I have my own personal biases? Yes, of course, what kind of bracket runner doesn't? But I try my best to remain publicly neutral, and we keep it silly here. So...

[sl-newsie]

Behind Masks (Dr. Jonathon Crane x OC) Ch. 13: Damsel Not Distressed

Some independent hero I must be. Abducted by two idiots and tied to a chair. What an icon.

How long have I been out? The sack’s still over my head.

“Where the Hell am I?” I try to give authority but my croaking voice wouldn’t startle a kitten.

“She’s awake!” One of the voices from earlier whispers nearby and heavy footsteps approach.

The sack is ripped off and sunlight blinds my eyes. On top of that my hair piles over my face and gives me no clue to where I might be. All I can see through the strands of hair is the chair I’m bound to.

“Whoever you are, I have nothing to give. Go ahead and kill me.”

“I’m afraid that’s out of the question,” a familiar voice calls from overhead.

A hand folds back my hair and a better view of my captive environment is allowed. It’s an abandoned skateboarding rink. A concrete arena. The goons who abducted me are still standing behind me. Up above is the one giving the orders. Edward Nigma.

“I’m truly sorry it’s come to this, Callie.”

Through the blazing sun I make out his new appearance. Instead of the prison suit I last saw him in, Nigma has donned black trousers, a green blazer, and green bowler hat with a giant question mark painted on it.

“Nigma, this is ridiculous. Why keep me hostage?”

“Because I need Crane to cooperate.”

“With what?”

“I need him to stop terrorizing the workers at the bank. That’s where my next scheme is. As much as he hates to admit it, he does care about you. When he sees you like this he’ll budge.”

If it weren’t so saddening I might actually laugh. From how Crane acted when he ushered me out of his lab I don’t think he holds any amount of affection for me.

“Sorry to disappoint you but he doesn’t care, Nigma. He’ll probably encourage my death. The only reason he keeps in touch is because he’s obsessed with my psychosis.”

Bang!

A gunshot rings out and I look around for the source. It’s- An umbrella? There’s a strange-looking portly man in a black suit holding an umbrella with smoke coming out. Is that umbrella a gun?

“This foolish game is taking too long, Nigma. I want assurance that my own business will remain untouched as well.”

Just how many people are using me as bait?

I look up, annoyed at the riddling villain. “Nigma, who the Hell is this guy?” 

“Oh! Where are my manners? I am Oswald Cobblepot, at your service. Or should I say, your untimely death.” The man does a dramatic bow and tips his hat. The Penguin.

“Et tu, Cobblepot? Do I need to spell it out? I’m not a suitable bargaining chip!”

A shuffled noise alerts me to the edge of the rink and a flash of green catches my eye.

“Really, boys? You can do better than this. Leave Callie alone.”

I smile gratefully at the familiar botanist. “Thanks, Ivy.”

Ouch. The sun’s beginning to burn. I can feel my reddening skin rubbing against the ropes I’m tied up in. At this point being shot might be a decent way out of this. No more Gotham, no more sunburn.

“Did anyone tell him?” Ivy drones in a bored tone as she leans against the stone wall.

Nigma chuckles. “I sent a riddle-” 

“Never mind,” Ivy cuts him off. “Do not need any elaboration.”

Penguin shuffles around impatiently. “I’m starting to agree with Ms. Prentiss. I don’t take Crane for the affectionate type-”

“What are you doing?” Another familiar voice asks from the shadows.

“Or perhaps I spoke too soon,” Penguin says. “It appears he figured out your riddle.”

I can’t see! Where is he-? Oh. He did come after all. Although I don’t doubt his motive is to watch the show of me being cooked. Dr. Crane strides into the arena. He’s wearing the same clothes except for one accessory: the Scarecrow mask. Is this a rumble or what?

Nigma cackles with glee and hops down from his pedestal. “Delightful! Now that you’re here, let us establish our terms. You stop gassing the bank tellers, and we don’t hurt Callie.”

“Callie?” Crane whips his head to where Ivy’s pointing at me and his face darkens. “What’s she doing here?”

“Just a little insurance that you’ll cooperate,” Penguin explains smugly.

Dr. Crane’s eyes don’t look away from me. “You’re hurting her.”

“We haven't cut a hair off of her-”

“It’s the sun. She’s burning.”

He noticed. How attentive. Whether or not he cares if I’m being burned is shielded by his plain tone. Who does start to show concern is Ivy.

“He’s right. Get on with it, Nigma. Don’t worry, Callie. I’ve got the best aloe for you.”

Nigma tilts his head, still watching Crane’s alertness towards me. Cobblepot, however, is growing impatient.

“I’ll do it myself,” he mutters. He waddles closer and points his umbrella straight at my head. “You’d better be right, Nigma. Close the deal, now. Or else I will take my associations elsewhere.”

Crane’s body stiffens. Behind his mask I see his vibrant eyes flash. He can’t be serious-

“How about a compromise?” The fear doctor suggests.

Penguin lowers his umbrella by a fraction. “I’m listening.”

“You can do your little bank scheme, but also steal an adrenaline compound for me. You get your petty cash and I get a new ingredient for my experiments.”

He’s actually going along with this? Nigma struts up wearing a devious smirk and holds out a hand. The two men shake and he leans in to whisper something to Crane. Can we please get this done? My back feels like it’s about to char. 

“Pleasure doing business, Ms. Prentiss. Perhaps next time it will be on more friendlier terms.”

Penguin tips his hat to me and disappears into the shadows. While Nigma and Crane continue their whispering Ivy comes over and sets down a white bottle.

“Aloe. Apply twice daily. This should clear that burn up right away. It was good to see you, Callie. Stay safe, stay in touch.”

She too walks off and I’m left to wait for the squabbling geeks to stop arguing about… whatever. I don’t care.

“Remember: I’m not a flower, but I bloom in the heart,

In many stories, I play a part.

I can make you cry, or make you smile,

Through hate or sadness I reconcile,” Nigma chants tauntingly.

What the Hell kind of Riddle is that?

“Now let her go!” Crane orders.

Nigma shrugs. “Very well. There’s no need to hold onto her anymore.” He pulls out a knife and slices the ropes behind my back. “Sorry again, Callie. See you later.”

“Try to use me as bait again, and you will regret it,” I hiss as the ropes rub against my skin.

The chair pulls away and I fall onto my hands and knees. The pavement is hot enough to cook an egg. I don’t even want to know how red my back is.

“You owe me.” A hand grabs my arm and I’m tugged up to stand.

“Ow! In case you forgot, I am here because of you." I sneer at Crane. "Somehow I’m a valuable bargaining chip. Care to explain why?”

Dr. Crane doesn’t answer. He finishes untying the ropes around my legs. When he’s finished I bent over to pick up Ivy’s aloe. Every inch I move causes my skin to yell at me.

“Is it safe?” Crane asks in a lazy voice.

“I trust Ivy. Plus my skin can’t get any worse now anyway.” I practically limp into the shade and lean against the cold concrete. “I was just held hostage in broad daylight. What do you expect?”

“I expect it hurts.”

No shit, genius!

“Yes. Yes it does. Now please get your gloating over with so I can be miserable in peace.”

A small dose is all it takes. I pour a small drop of the green goo onto my hand and smear it across my arm. Thank you, Ivy! It feels like liquid relief-!

“Here.” Crane takes the bottle and suddenly more aloe is being rubbed gently on my back. “This should help.”

Oh- God, he’s good at this. Of course he is. He studied anatomy the same as I. But why does he have to be so frustrating?

“You’re helping? Are you high?”

“Hardly. These actions are based on pity, Dr. Prentiss. You look like a cracker dipped in ketchup.”

Surprising. He still has a sense of humor. Probably because it’s directed at me. 

I fight the urge to moan and pull away before I let my trust slip. I pivot and walk through the alley towards the main street. Where do I go? What direction is-?

“Your apartment is that way, Dr. Prentiss.” Crane points north.

I pull my face into a tight smile. “Thank you,” I reply stiffly.

Continuing onward. And he’s still following me.

“Did you know that- Oh come on, take it off!” I yank Crane’s mask away and shove it into his hands. “We’ll get caught! Anyways, did you know that New York built the first electric chair in 1888 because they were seeking a more humane method of execution than hanging?” 

He takes a minute to adjust to the bright sunlight. “That seems rather dark and random for you.”

“I find it interesting. We still kill, but look for more humane methods. In my line of work I’ve seen many criminals design their methods of death. Including you.”

We get to the intersection across from my apartment. Good. A hot shower- Scratch that. A freezing cold shower for my skin and some fresh clothes. My poor black dress from last night is wrinkled and dusty. With a little luck it can be saved. Some hero. Dressed the part for damsel in distress like a pro. 

“Would you like me to escort you?”

Escort? God, he’s right. I am poisoning him with thoughts of chivalry. This does not sound like the Dr. Crane from five months ago. First he lets me live from a Nigma’s crazy scheme and now he’s offering to escort me.

My tone turns gentle. “No, thank you. I’ll be fine.”

Crane nods. “Take care of those burns. Good day, Dr. Prentiss.”

He walks straight past me towards the docks. Back to his lab. So that’s it, then? Him popping in and out of my life when it concerns him. I shouldn’t care… But then why does my heart drop the further he gets down the sidewalk? Maybe Nigma’s right. Maybe he does care. Why else would he have acted to preserve my life today? Or it’s to earn a favor from me. I ‘owe’ him. Well, favor or not I’m still going ahead with my plan.

I strike first tonight.

[megers67]

Just saw the new Ghostbusters movie!

It was fun, but I definitely have... Notes. I will put them below a Read More so that you can scroll past if you want.

First off, forgive me for forgetting basically everyone's names.

Okay so my main gripe is the plot. The machine that extracted Phoebe's soul to make her a ghost had a huge leap in exposition. For one thing, the only thing close to it that was mentioned had to do with possessions. Not your own native soul. Also, there wasn't any mention of a timer. Not only that, but was that REALLY the actual plan from Ice Dude and Melody? Like... There HAD to have been better ways to accomplish that. Also Melody had a moment where she was like "but does it have to be her?" There was never anything given to show why it did though?? Yeah, why DID it have to be her? If there was anybody who it would have been, specifically, it would have been Firebender.

Also, it felt like it was Phoebe's story with a Ghostbusters backdrop and on top of that, she's reckless, sure, but not like... That?? Even though her actions let out the Ice Dude and she was betrayed by Melody, she didn't really have any consequences for it? Like... There should have been something about her being too young actually coming into play. But no, Phoebe gets a pass I guess.

So here's a SparkNotes version of my ideal version of this, including maybe some minor things that weren't immediately in this rant and wouldn't have been an issue if the rest of it was fine. Also, if I have things slightly out of order or forgotten my memory sucks so that's likely my bad there. Rearrange or insert as necessary. The point is these are basic ideas.

First, opening largely the same, the prologue and the dragon spirit chase. They get chewed out and go on another call and it's to the room the prologue was in and find a lot of ghosts. Opens the mystery into Ice Dude. In researching, they find Firebender trying to sell the thing. The guy brings it into Ray's shop and that stuff is the same. Ray investigates and Winston goes on the same "we're not young anymore thing."

Some of the same family issues happen with Phoebe, she also meets Melody and there's mentions of her family issues and they bond.

Then the ghost containment stuff, the lab stuff, etc. However this also includes Firebender and since he's also hit the reader, he's believed to be possessed and out in the machine and it's on a timer. He gets to talk to his grandma and learns about the fire powers before either time running out or her fading, purpose fulfilled because she passed her duty on. except the first time the lab's power flickers, the ghosts actually escape. They split into pairs.

Phoebe and her mom go after Melody. They work out differences and how she wants to keep her safe etc. Phoebe prolly does something that actually goes wrong or gets her hurt that her mom has to save her from. Through this, they also work through Melody's family issues so she actually moves on by resolve her family issues rather than the ??? In the actual movie.

Teacher and the son go after Slimer, who is much bigger now. For some reason the teacher isn't able to drive the car and they reconcile over that stuff.

Ray and Winston go after the posseser after meeting Patton Oswald about the wax recording. Winston gets excited again and Ray realizes that he IS old.

James Acaster and intern go after the hardy ghost. Also the barfing ectoplasm actually has a possession effect and some good slapstick ensues. The ultimate goal is for this ghost to possess the body to say the magic words.

Melnitz and Podcast fight the Mini Stay Pufft guys maybe they try to wreck the lab or something idk. Podcast gets annoyed he's stuck with her since she didn't do any actual Ghostbusting back in the day, but she ends up showing him she's badass.

Venkman and Firebender team up to train to control the fire while fighting the bigger contained ghost. Since Venkman actually has a psych degree, he helps Firebender unlock his anger at himself and his brother and use that as a way to build and control the fire as it is triggered by anger, etc.

After all these side things are resolved, they team up to defeat Ice Dude. Also ALL their proton packs are modified to have copper so all their combined effort actually contributes. Also, when the original crew work to reverse the containment, they all have something to do or other to make it work so it's not like... Boring pushing down a lever thing, or conveniently designed to reverse from the get-go.

Idk, I think it would be better to make it more an ensemble and would better resolve some of the holes (though I don't have immediate answers for all the holes though).

[heavenlyhoundoom]

Blood Brothers. (Part 1) Warning, death and mention of s***ide

(Hayesville, North Carolina, twenty-six years ago).

Lion doctor: Mr.Pocus, your wife and new baby are ready to see you.

Mr.Pocus: Thank you, doctor.

(Mr.Pocus enters the delivery room to see his wife and baby).

Lion doctor: Congratulations, you have a healthy baby boy.

Mr.Pocus: He's beautiful.

(The new parents embrace their baby boy).

Mr.Pocus: What should we name him, I was thinking either Cosmo or Oswald Jr.

Astra: I was actually thinking of Moondrop, because his face coloring reminds me of a crescent moon.

Oswald: His name should definitely be Moondrop, that's way better than Cosmo and Oswald Jr.

Astra: Welcome to the world, Moondrop...

(Moondrop reaches out for Oswald).

Astra: I think Moondrop wants to be with his papa.

Oswald: Here, Moondrop.

(Astra hands Moondrop over to Oswald and Moondrop smiles).

Oswald: Here's my gift to you, my little moon.

(Oswald uses his magic to create a nightcap for his son. Moondrop grabs the nightcap on his head and giggles).

Astra: Something tells me that he's never gonna take it off.

Oswald: I prepared for that and casted a spell so the nightcap will grow along with him.

(Three years later, Astra is delivering their second son).

Oswald: Son, are you ready to see your baby sibling?

Moondrop: I'm actually kinda nervous...

Oswald: I understand, having a new sibling is a very big change in your life, just be brave, okay, son?

Moondrop: Okay, dad.

(The two enter the delivery room to meet the newest member of their family).

Lion doctor: Congratulations, Mr.Pocus, it's another healthy baby boy.

(The two go up to Astra and the new baby).

Moondrop: Hello, baby brother, I'm your big brother, Moondrop.

Baby brother: (babbling).

Oswald: What do you plan on naming him?

Astra: I'm not really sure, if I'm being honest.

Moondrop: How about Sundrop?

Oswald: Sundrop?

Moondrop: Yeah, you and mom name me Moondrop because the colors on my face looked like a moon, and his little rays remind me of the sun, so Sundrop.

Astra: Okay, Sundrop it is.

Moondrop: Welcome to the world, Sundrop.

Sundrop: (giggling).

(Sundrop gently grabs the pom-pom on the end of Moondrop's nightcap).

Moondrop: I think Sundrop likes my hat.

Astra: So cute...

(Two years later, Moondrop walks up to his dad with tears in his eyes).

Oswald: What's wrong, Moondrop?

Moondrop:(crying) My hat has a hole in it!

Oswald: Don't cry, Moondrop, it can fix it.

(Oswald uses his magic to fix the nightcap and gives it back to Moondrop).

Moondrop: Thank you, dad.

Oswald: You're welcome, Moondrop.

(It's Father's Day, and Sundrop(5) and Moondrop(9) want to make a Father's Day poster for him).

Sundrop: Dad's a wizard, so the poster should be magic theme.

Moondrop: Good idea, Sundrop.

(A few hours later).

Sundrop and Moondrop: (excited) Happy Father's day, dad!

(They hold out a big poster with dragons, fairies, a castle, and Oswald in the middle, with "Happy Father's Day" written in blue on the top).

Oswald: It's so beautiful, thanks kids, this is the best father's day ever.

Sundrop and Moondrop: You're welcome, dad.

(Moondrop's nightcap falls off).

Moondrop: Oops, dropped my hat.

(A year later, Moondrop tries to do a handstand but keeps failing. He falls on his back, and his nightcap falls off).

Moondrop:(frustrated) Ugh, I'll never get into acrobatics!

(Oswald walks in, seeing Moondrop, frustrated, and laying on the floor).

Oswald: What's wrong, Moondrop?

Moondrop: I'm trying to do a handstand but I keep failing and falling, how am I ever gonna be an acrobat if I can't even do a simple handstand!?

Oswald: Well, you won't be-

Moondrop: Exactly, which is why I should just give up!

Oswald: Now, don't be so hard on yourself, no one is great at anything right away.

Moondrop: Really?

Oswald: Nope, in fact, I was terrible at magic when I was your age, but I kept practicing, and with my parents help, I was eventually able to master it.

Moondrop: So I can be an acrobat?

Oswald: You sure can as long you keep practicing and never give up no matter what, can you promise me that?

Moondrop: Yes, dad. I promise that no matter what, I'll never give up.

Oswald: Thanks, Moondrop. Here's your hat.

(Oswald gives Moondrop his nightcap).

Moondrop: Thanks, dad.

(It's the end of the magic war, and the army comes to their home to notify them about Oswald's death and send their condolences).

Crow Notifier: Are you Astra Space?

Astra: Yes I- wait, if you're here instead of Oswald, that must mean-

Crow Notifier: Yes, Oswald Pocus was killed in combat, he sacrificed his life so we could win the war, and in his words "So my family can be safe."

Sundrop(10): No, it can't be true, you're lying, Mom, please tell me he's lying!

Astra: I'm sorry, Sundrop, but he's telling the truth, dad is gone...

Sundrop: Nooo!!!

(Sundrop runs up to his room, crying.)

Moondrop(13): Dad's gone?...

(Moondrop cries silently, he looks at the nightcap he was originally plan to donate and clenched it in his hands as tears started running down his arms and onto his nightcap, he puts it back on his head).

Moondrop:(powerlessness) I'm never getting rid of this nightcap, I don't even want to take it off unless I have to.

(Three years later, Moondrop(16) is working as both a cashier at a grocery store and a late night janitor at a warehouse to make ends meet as their mother became too depressed to work).

Astra: I'm just gonna go for a late night walk, see you in an hour, Sundrop.

Sundrop(13): Okay, Mom.

(An hour went by, and she didn't come back, Sundrop waited another hour and she didn't come back, when it was almost time for Moondrop to come back from his night job, Sundrop knew something bad must of happen to their mom, he decided to call Moondrop).

Sundrop: Moondrop, Mom didn't come back from her walk!

Moondrop: What!?

(Moondrop explained the situation with his night job boss, and he let him go home early. The two look for their mom, but to no avail).

Sundrop: I can't believe we lost out mom too.

Moondrop: Sundrop?

Sundrop: Yes, Moondrop?

Moondrop: I think mom killed herself.

Sundrop: How could you say that!?

Moondrop: Well, think about it, ever since dad died, Mom has had a depressive downward spiral, this was inevitable.

(Sundrop looks down and cries).

Moondrop: Sundrop?

Sundrop: Yeah?

Moondrop: Promise me that you'll never leave me.

Sundrop: What?

Moondrop: You're the only family I have left, please don't leave me, I don't know what I'd do if I lost you too.

Sundrop: I promise, I will never leave you.

(Sundrop gives Moondrop a hug).

Moondrop: Thanks, Sundrop...

(They hold a funeral for their mother, they spend the next few years with their grandparents until they were both old enough to be on their own, they got an apartment at the cheaper side of the city, one night, the were walking through the city when someone walked up to them).

Vampire gazelle: Evening, mortals...

Sundrop: Huh?

(Sundrop turns around, and the vampire gazelle freaks out because she thought Sundrop was an actual sun).

Vampire gazelle: Ahh, my flesh, it burns!

(The vampire gazelle starts rolling on the ground, thinking she's burning).

Sundrop: Uh, what's going on?

Moondrop: (whispering) She's a vampire and she thinks you're a real sun, so let's get out of here before she realizes that nothing is happening to her.

Sundrop(whispering) Okay.

(They leave while they still had the chance).

Moondrop: Man, I haven't felt that alive in years.

Sundrop: Me neither, I know it may be crazy, but I'd like to keep messing with vampires like this.

(Moondrop ponders the idea, at first he thought that they shouldn't test their luck like that because they could end up becoming immortal vampires and will never reunite with their parents in Heaven, but then the desperation for feeling joy again set in and he chose to go along with Sundrop's idea).

Moondrop: You know what, I think we should mess with vampires, I'll pretend to be a helpless victim and when they least expect it, you can jump out and we can run to safety while they think they're burning.

Sundrop:(excited) Really!?

Moondrop: Yes, really.

Sundrop: Yeah, this is gonna be fun!

(The end of part 1)