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slocumjoe · 11 months

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what companions would be furries (+ what kind of animal they'd be)

Cait; Incredible trauma. Substance abuse. Questionable employment. This woman already is a furry in canon, Todd just didn't think it relevant to bring up. Not quite hardcore, but not a casual either. She has art and goes to conventions, but she's not getting a suit. There are a lot of good choices for a fursona, but I'm leaning towards a wolverine. They're small and they're fucking terrifying. Those bitches kill bears. They weigh about 30 lbs, give or take. Y'know what else is 30 lbs, give or take? A COCKER SPANIEL. Huge Cait energy.

Codsworth; Would not be a furry, but would find it endearing. Y'know, the same reaction an adult has as a child talks about their wolf roleplay during recess? "I am very confused but at least you have friends and fun, tell me more!" Robot Codsworth's fursona is an octopus, and a synth/human Codsy is a bird. Like...maybe an owl, or something similarly rounded/soft in shape. Think Owl from Winnie the Pooh.

Curie; She's a furry, not a Furry. She's not going to any conventions, and probably isn't drawing her fursona or commissioning art. Its likely she uses it to, like, educate children, like as a mascot for her clinic or something. Same situation as Codsy, two fursonas for her two different bodies. The synth body, that there is a mouse. Cute and very important to scientific discoveries, despite being often disregarded and more often, abused in the field. The Ms. Nanny bot fursona is a blue-ringed octopus, specifically.

Danse; Not a furry. Would find it very strange if it was explained to him, and would assume it was something kids do. Would be visibly disturbed if explained that, no, this is actually more of a teen-to-adult space. If he looks it up later and finds Certain Things, you will be receiving the bill for his next anti-depressants. However, entirely possible he is a closeted furry and has yet to realize this about himself. I'm leaning toward a bull? Bull-headed, obviously, but also, down to earth, reliable, et cetera...it fits his character.

Deacon; KING OF THE FURRIES. Has multiple fursuits, all homemade. Commissions every artist he can find, every Twitter furry artist has him on their waitlist. Does not half-ass his furriness. This man is the furry you only hear about, the one with all the art and custom costumes and all the money to throw at his hobby. His fursonas are plentiful and ever changing, but his favorite one? A chameleon, with holographic, reflective, ever-changing scales.

Gage; would not be a furry. Well aware of what it is due to exposure to Mason. Wouldn't have been into it even if his introduction wasn't him and his crew. He gets the idea, it's just that the idea is weird as fuck. He's a grown man and he has people to scam and/or murder. Obviously, Gage would be an iguana. They have a ridge and a naturally gruff, bored expression. And the skin texture is about the same, too.

Hancock; another casual furry. Its likely he was introduced to it and brought in by someone else, and just kinda stuck around. There are two options as to what he'd be. 1; a sphinx cat. He's lanky, the skin matches, he has some kitty-like traits. The big eyes are a huge part here. 2; sloth. He's a very chill dude, he's always high (sloths getting high is currently contested but the demeanor fits) and despite being very small and not outwardly threatening, is very capable of fucking you up (sloths will use their MASSIVE FUCKING CLAWS for defense).

MacCready; Is a furry. His fursona is a weasel. This is so obvious i don't feel the need to defend or explain this. Look at him. He's a furry. The only interesting thing to say here is that Duncan would also grow up to be a furry. But Mac? He would be a hardcore furry if he had the money. Funds keep him a casual fan. If he did...would be worse than Deacon.

Nick; A first-gen furry. An elder furry. The very old man at the con who sees that you're lost and confused but trying very hard, with your furry 2008 emo paw gloves and your cat ear headband and painted on whiskers, and shows you around. Takes you under his wing (literally, as his fursona is a raven, obvi) and introduces you to various artists, suitmakers, other furries your age he'd think you'd get along with...this community would be in shambles without people like him. He's been here since the beginning and has seen it all, truly.

Piper; dabbled, couldn't get into it. She'd be a passersby, a visitor of a con but not a participator. Interested in the art of furrydom, the actual art and the suits, but as an outside observer. If Piper were an animal...a ferret, a squirrel, a possum, some kind of street-smart rodent. Something clever and tricky, that's always where its not supposed to be. For a wildcard, I could also see her as a bat of some kind.

Preston; not a furry and completely neutral to it. It doesn't interest him, but he doesn't find it weird, either. It's people LARPing as animals, people have been doing that ever since they evolved from animals. He gets it, he really does. Preston would like nothing more than to be a cat that does nothing but sleep and yell for attention. The cat life is peak existence for him. It's just that Preston is very literal, and the furry thing is more exaggerated. He doesn't want cat ears. He wants to not be a human anymore, please for the love of god—

X6-88; furry. A secret, dignified furry. A pretensious one. A gatekeepy one. This furry judges you if you don't have a suit. He has one. He doesn't wear it, it cost more than some houses, it stays in a glass case like a taxidermied trophy hunt. X6-88 is a furry. His fursona? A Doberman, because they were bred to protect asshole tax collectors, which fits with X6 being a courser. Tall, all sharp edges, an arresting glare, and very loyal and hardworking.

#fallout 4 #fo4 #paladin danse #preston garvey #nick valentine #piper wright #x6-88 #robert joseph maccready #companions react #porter gage #Codsworth #ada is a magpie and Longfellow is an angler fish #instead of a bulb angler!Longfellow has like. a beer bottle dangling

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welcometogrouchland · 11 months

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Sips juice box. I like to think the hexsquad start a garage band (goreage band on the boiling isles) briefly post-canon.

Raine taught all of them how to play (Amity on bass and usually vocals, Luz and Hunter on lead and rhythm guitar respectively, Gus on keys/synths and Willow on drums) and shows up to all their practices and the small shows they get to do (things like classmates' birthdays, big festivals/town parties celebrating Belos and the Collector's defeats after the fact, left-hand relief effort fundraisers and dubiously legal music festivals held in the backwoods of latissa).

Raine hypes each and every one of them the FUCK up and spends hours giving them all pointers on their individual instruments and how to play as a unit and, like, listen. Raine is not a parental figure to any of them, really. They just don't have that kind of connection to anyone but King as their step son. But the kids all think Raine is cool as fuck and they crave positive encouragement in their lives. They love Raine. They'd die for Raine. Kill for Raine. Try new tunings and time signatures for Raine (VERY scary). They like being in a band cause it's an excuse to goof off together, express themselves and experiment with a different type of magic, but most of all, they love being in a band bc the middle aged political dissident fucking their friend's adoptive mom is just really goddamn supportive of them.

Nothing particularly noteworthy comes from the band (you guys can suggest fun names for them that are more creative than "the hexsquad"). It truly is just a thing on the side they do for fun and they all have individual careers and hobbies they're far more interested in (Gus is a teaching assistant at Eda's school (qualified to be full time but not allowed to bc of his age, has to wait a few more years), Amity is a field researcher and budding archeologist, Willow is going pro with sports, Hunter is carving and Luz is pursuing higher education).

The most that happens with it is they record a low quality CD (or magic CD equivalent) of demos and covers they put together (Luz and Willow are the main song writers for the group. Both had a lot of angsty pre-teen poetry they work shopped and repurposed for lyrics) that ended up being sold out of the back of Steve's motorcycle (his main career besides burger flipping and baby sitting, all of which makes him infinitely more happy than the emperor's coven ever did).

Raine not only bought a copy of the CD (despite having already heard them play every song before and having been the one to help them record it in the first place) they purchase a copy for ALL of their parents/extended family (Eda, King, Perry, the Parks, Darius, Camila, Gwen and Dell- everyone). Years after the band unofficially dissolves (re: the kids got actual jobs and started having to deal w/ life as adults), Raine still listens to that CD bc they're just so damn proud of their kids.

#ramblings of a lunatic #the owl house #toh #hexsquad #luz noceda #willow park #amity blight #hunter toh #gus porter #raine whispers #hi. this is one of (if not my most!) self indulgent hcs EVER #I'm not even a Serious Musician™ I'm a self taught guitarist who occasionally listens to songs and fantasizes about being in a band #but i for some reason am addicted to analysing what instruments i think characters would play and what they'd be like in a band #idk man it's just fun as hell. i love it #explanations behind each of the instrument choices (besides general vibes) keeping in mind i only play guitar-#i think Amity would've started her music career learning bits of classical piano as a child #before her mom cut her off so she could focus on academics #so when she was older she had a bit of music experience but ultimately chose bass as it was edgier and less stuffy #she's not an amazing basist i think? she's good but she's not a huge fiend for technique. lots of simple punk and indie bass lines #manny played guitar and showed luz bits and pieces when she was young. her experience is no formal education #just a lot of noodling around and learning by ear #hence she's on lead bc she never learned chords #hunter struggles with a lot of fine motor skills tasks in my mind (sewing is his practice for this) so he's more content on rhythm #he's a big bar chords enjoyer but Raine tries to get him to try more versatile open chords out of his comfort zone #gus loooves the customization and sci-fi energy of a synth but in order to play synth he had to learn keys first #Amity showed him some basic chords and exercises and pretty soon he surpassed her despite being self taught #she's only a little bitter about this. mostly she's happy for him. Luz calls him baby mozart. he doesn't get it #finally WILLOW!! she had a baby drumset as a young kid so she could get some energy and aggression out #but the parks' neighbors gave them noise complaints and she stopped after feeling she wasn't progressing with it (couldn't do spells)#she likes it a lot! she feels like the foundation of the performance in a lot of ways and likes being important w/o being a showboat

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twistmusings · 2 years

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Here is something different. What do you think leona would be like if he was the first born? Still passive aggressive and sleepy?

Ooh. I love this anon. This is going to probably be a bit more ramble-y than my normal headcanon posts, but here's my ideas.

What if Leona were the first born son?

CW: Not a warning perse but I do talk a bit about book six, which hasn't been translated to English yet. It is nothing major, but just examines some of the ways that Leona is described in it.

To start with, here are some of my thoughts as to why Leona is the way he is now because it gives context to how I think he would be as firstborn son:

We already get to see small glimpses of what Leona can do in canon. His unique magic is incredibly strong, and, as Idia describes in chapter 6: his ability to activate his magic and overall magic energy is "extraordinary" and that he's very in tune with his own magic. He also is incredible at curbing his accumulation of blot. It is highly implied that the only reason that Leona overblots is due to his internal feelings acting as the stressor to cause it.(Chapter 6-34.) He's an incredible magician, and on top of that he's an amazingly analytical and calculating person. One of his hobbies is chess and his other is looking for openings to take advantage of.

Now, Leona himself explains why he's so unmotivated: "From the moment I was born, there's been a boulder on top of me that's too heavy to move." "This is all because I was born second, they'd find fault with me no matter what--just so they could use it as a pretext to praise my brother. No matter what I do I can never be the best." "Maybe if this country selected it's kings on the basis of intelligence, I'd be motivated to do something with that wisdom." (Chapter 2-27)

Truthfully, I think Leona and Falena are a lot more similar than Leona would like to admit, even in canon. Falena is described as 'carefree'. Depending on your perspective (or in this case, how people view the same traits in their king vs their second born son who won't ever reach the throne) carefree can also describe Leona, but that's because he can't be bothered.

So what does King Leona Kingscholar look like?:

Leona is driven. Not having something preventing him from moving up and making himself better the way that that metaphorical 'boulder' does, he's much, much more motivated to care for himself and improve himself. Personally (and as a person with depression), I see him as being depressed, so I don't think that his motivation would hold out all of the time, but definitely moreso than it does now. He wouldn't resort to sleep as a means of escapism so much anymore because he wouldn't feel like anytime he's trying he's just spinning his wheels.

Not playing second fiddle to his brother would mean that Leona would never have overblotted the way that he did. There wouldn't have been a source to cause those negative thoughts the way that it happened in canon. Negative thoughts might still happen, but certainly not to that level.

Do I still think he'd be kind of lazy? Frankly, yeah, but not nearly the way he is shown to be in the story. He would probably shirk his duties pretty rarely and even when he did he would make sure that they would either a) be taken care of by someone else or b) be something he could pick up and do later.

As a King? Leona would be fantastic. He's quick witted, strategic, a natural leader, confident, decisive, wise, intelligent, and incredibly talented with magic. He has a lot of qualities that you see in a great leader, and I don't think him being predetermined to be king will change most of that.

An important thing to note: if Leona had been next in line to be King, assuming nothing else changes, Leona wouldn't have gone to Night Raven College. His father growing ill and passing away would have meant that he had to step up to rule the kingdom rather than furthering his magical education.

Leona would be a political asset to neighboring countries. Being a king with a power to turn things to sand at his touch? That's terrifying, so I think a great many countries would want to cozy up to the sunset savannah for the sake of avoiding conflict with a country where the king wields such power. He would handle it with grace, but I definitely think that would be one of the things that would still put him out of his depth.

Personality wise: I think Leona would be a lot less prickly and quick to anger or get jealous. He wouldn't have as much of a reason to be. Instead, he's probably a king with a wry sense of humor and still just a bit smug. He's benevolent and quick to help someone find a solution to a problem: always wanting to improve the quality of life for himself and the people around him. He's a bit spoiled but that's pretty parallel to how he already is in canon. He's, surprisingly, a caretaker, and looks after his kingdom and the people in it. He's also a surprisingly good communicator, he hates mincing words and would rather that people are just direct with him.

On the topic of kids........ well, I feel like Leona still doesn't like them, so he probably wouldn't have them. Truthfully, I feel like with having the duties of the whole kingdom on his plate, he probably wouldn't have much interest in romance either until he got older too. He would probably still help to care for Cheka once he's around (and be a bit better humored about it), but he's not all that interested in having kids of his own. He would literally be the most eligible bachelor in the whole kingdom and... well it would piss him off. (lol) He would feel like most people are trying to get close to him with an ulterior motive, so he's not all that interested in it unless someone is willing to go out of the way to get to know him and not just try to get at his money or power.

He would probably still like his sister-in-law though. I feel like he would trust her judgement and ask her for opinions if he felt like he needed, be it about a person or a situation. Falena may or may not get asked, truthfully. (He still thinks his brother is a little too lax, but isn't as indifferent to him as it might seem. He would probably be a bit more sympathetic to Falena being in the position as the second son than Falena was to him, more willing to listen and not tell him what he thinks Falena should do unless he asks for his input.)

#answered;;#leona kingscholar #sfw;;#disney tw #disney twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland

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sweetmage · 1 year

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Just some long-winded rambles about Sebastian and my OC Celestine and the timeline/progression of their relationship

Originally this was on a photoset of her, but I got a little self-conscious of all the text so I decided I'd make it its own post lol. You can read under the cut, if you're so inclined!

Celestine is, at her core, a very gentle and compassionate woman. She has a hard exterior, rough edges, and is majorly introverted beyond the party-girl mask she used to wear. Above all she mostly longs for a quiet life where she'll be more or less left alone.

She was the only daughter to an Orelsian-Starkhavener noble family, though she intentionally destroyed her social status by way of many scandals and uncouth behavior, hoping to avoid being married off.

Sebastian, in my canon, carelessly destroyed his reputation with scandals of his own like uhhh... marching on Kirkwall (badly. soldiers wiped out, nothing gained, and he looked like an incompent and impulsive fool to the public), being really bad at his job because he was never prepared for it, abandoning his position impulsively for a quiet life with a friend (a servant he became close to, later a romantic partner) only to shamefully slink back to throne when it didnt work out, etc.

Celestine was nearly successful in avoiding marriage until a certain pathetic prince, upon returning after his failed elopement (or what have you), became an eligible-but-not-very-desirable bachelor and her parents started rubbing their greedy, power hungry little hands together.

Through marriage, Sebastian intended to produce an heir and quickly before someone decided his head would look lovely on a spike and the Vaels were no more. However, he obviously had some... hang ups about the process. Likewise, Celestine also did not want this strange man within 50 feet of her, obviously.

On the night of their ceremony (which was only the second time they'd ever met), the reality of the situation set in and he decided then and there that this marriage was a terrible and immoral mistake and he could never ask her to do something like that (much to her relief because she did not want to).

However, she was rightfully bitter about the marriage to begin with and she really let him have it. She told him bitterly that this never would have had to happen if he didn't make so many foolish mistakes (which she was happy to list off in lurid detail).

She seemed quite knowledgeable and, much to her whiplash, he didn't respond poorly to the scolding but instead accepted her rant as justified. In fact, wanted to be told more about his shortcomings so that he may learn to correct them.

She wasn't a leader herself, but she had lived her whole life as a noble in both Starkhaven and Orlais, so she was more immersed in the politics and culture than he was.

From there, a plan began to form.

In lieu of producing an heir, they began to explore the possibility of restoring his image so that people might want to overthrow him a liiiittle bit less.

She agreed to help, but asked for an annulment of their marriage when they were through, which he was happy to oblige her with.

She did a lot of the actual leading from behind the scenes including compensating the families of soldiers he'd sacrificed as well providing aid to Kirkwall. Beyond that, she, alongside a group of handpicked advisors, acted as a buffer for his ideas and worked to educate him on proper leadership and restoring his image.

She came to realize that man she once assumed to be an egotistical idiot was actually surprisingly humble, charming, and polite. Moreover, he had been working tirelessly to address his grief heslthily, make ammends for his actions, and prevent any repeats. Moreover, he seemed to take those matters serious beyond simply restoring his image.

Over time, they sometimes found their lessons devolving into conversations about their lives, idle gossip, or amusing stories from their paths, sometimes getting lost for hours before remembering the task in front of them.

As the months became a year and he was finally coming to competency, she found herself dreading the end of their time together.

Resultingly, she began to find more and more reasons to insist that he still had much to learn, despite him reassuring her that he had it under control now and she was free to leave.

He was not totally oblivious to her intentions to stay, though he believed that she was worried about having nowhere to go or facing backlash from her parents. As a result, he offered to take the public blame in their annulment and arrange her stable living conditions.

With this offer in front of her, she had little option but to accept. She packed the few belongings she had and prepared herself to leave by the end of the week.

With their lessons concluded, she saw a lot less of him, which saddened her.

On her final evening, however, he joined her on the balcony where she stood overlooking the garden (which she would miss greatly). The spoke a bit then, though it was stilted and they both seemed to dance around the topic of her departure.

At last, he went quiet, becoming withdrawn so, naturally, she asked him what was wrong. He was reluctant to tell her, telling her instead not to trouble herself. When she pressed, he insisted that it was the very sort of selfish thinking he was hoping to overcome, something he didn't wish to subject her to. And when she pressed further, he finally admitted that he was sad to see her go.

He reiterated that he never had any intention of keeping her there, but a part of him had enjoyed her company, especially seeing as she was his only companion.

She responded with the same sentiment, though assured him that she would not remain to burden him longer or distract him from his duties.

To that he was... confused. Both of them were confused. But when it clicked for them... laughter, tears, dumping everything out of her packed bags, tossing their annulment papers into the fire, kisses, etc.

They would later go on to renew their vows, a more genuine and happy affair this time. She receives the quiet, peaceful life she longed for, away from the public eye, and enjoys the safety of knowing she has not lost her autonomy in this relationship.

They do eventually end up having two children (Elthina and Finneas) with their son being a mage that travels as a missionary and daughter being the one to succeed Sebastian when he, then in his 50s, steps down for health reasons. Though that is a post for another time!

#sebastian vael #dragon age 2 #dragon age #oc: celestine #oc: tina #jun rambles #one day I will write a very sappy romance longfic about them

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rockinlibrarian · 1 year

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Starting a fresh post because that reblogged content was getting a little long

But @stephsageek tagged me to do this (and you can GO back and read all the reblogged answers here):

Rules: Tag 9 people you want to know better and/or catch up with, then answer the questions below!

Last song: Well, "The Lonely Goatherd" is again stuck in my head since I'm still writing that chapter (I added two more sentences since last time I mentioned it!). I haven't had music on this morning, so the last song I actually listened to was when my clock radio went off, and it was on this eighties r&b ballad I don't know the name of and can't remember the artist, either, but the guy keeps belting out what I think is "find one hundred ways," except my brain always processes it as "five one hundred ways" and I'm always like "why can't he just say five hundred ways like a normal person? Or fifty-one hundred?" and it probably ruins the earnest effect he was going for.

Oh, I guess actually the last song I listened to was that cool stringed instrument I reblogged last.

Three ships: Huh. Five/Viktor is really the biggest I've interacted with lately. And since I am still reading primarily TUA fic the only other (and this time CANONICAL!) ship I'm into there is Lila and Diego (sorry, @stephsageek, I've gone and split up your main ship into two separate ships in response to your own post, oh well!) (I grant you, Five and Lila are my favorite BROTP (ironic turn of phrase there), but that's not what we're talking about. I don't think). So let me cast my nets for whatever are my Biggest Ships of All Time instead, which would be... Howl and Sophie? Yeah, they'd do. You could instead name a property and I'd tell you who (if any) I ship within it. Who else have I written for on AO3? Oh, Melanie and Oliver Bird. Do I ship them or are they just being them (even though that is a flat-out romcom-tagged fic)? The only other non-Gen fic I have there is Tesseract, which will go into the workings of Alex and Kate Murry's marriage a bit quite romantically by my standards, but still isn't really SHIPPING. --I'm not a big shipper, if you couldn't tell, but I DO have ships I care about out there, I promise.

First ever ship: Speaking of the Murrys, Meg and Calvin

Currently Reading: The Astonishing Chronicles of Oscar from Elsewhere, by Jaclyn Moriarty, which has set me off on my how much I just love Jaclyn Moriarty and why don't more people know her raving again. I swear every single character in her books has ADHD and it makes it such a weirdly comfortable world to live in. My kids are like "I KNOW THAT FEELING!" every two paragraphs. She's just so creative and has SUCH a way with chararacters. I'm not fixing that typo, I like it.

Currently watching: I'm actually not sure when the last time I watched ANYTHING was. Not counting videos of cool psychedelic stringed instruments on Tumblr. And cat videos. My son playing Splatoon is what's usually on the TV in the living room, but I wouldn't say I watch all that closely. I just hum along to the music and annoy him.

Currently consuming: Aldi's brand mini wontons mixed with leftover Thai noodles, because why limit oneself to one inauthentic Asian cuisine at a time?

Last movie: again with the What DID I last watch question, which I think means I haven't watched a movie since New Years, the last one of which was STILL (since last I answered the What movie did I last watch question) Arsenic and Old Lace. I got The Music Man out of the library recently because I was quoting "Trouble" at the kids and they didn't know what I was talking about so I have to educate them, but I haven't actually put it ON yet.

Currently craving: Shockingly, not much of anything. Maybe because I just had lunch. Maybe peppermint just to counteract the wontons and Thai noodles.

Tags: do I even know nine people? I don't even know who actually follows me. I'm going to go ahead and tag the last nine people that have interacted with me here, not counting @stephsageek unless she wants to answer all these questions again. @frimframs, @joasakura, @dannypageoflight (that's my brother), @sunnymarbles (that's my youngest kid), @rj-anderson (that's a quite successful author, I don't know why I'm bothering her with this), frimfram and joasakura again, oh, @vovat (that's my friend from college), @e-louise-bates (that's one of my most long-time online friends!), @callmealx (I'm afraid I have NO idea who you are, besides I assume Alx, but that's what this meme thing is supposedly for, after all!) and @rebel-by-default. Is that nine? That's nine. Why hasn't it made Vovat a link? No, none of those suggestions are correct, Tumblr, you fail me.

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rsmrymnt-tea · 2 years

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Hi! I thought I'd ask you an OM question! Do you think either Solomon or Simeon heard/figured out Satan's origin? I doubt anyone but the Brothers and Royals know about his origin, but I bet some outsiders have come close to the truth. Apologies if this is random. I love hearing your thoughts and, well, thought to ask!

Sorry it took a bit to get to you, Nonnie. I hope you're still around >.<;; I don't mind that this was randomly sent! I like thinking about the game in a way that isn't me being annoyed by it edhfjkdfgh

But gosh... I don't have the willpower to scour through all 3 and a half seasons that I've unlocked to check if there was anything about this mentioned in canon, but pulling purely out of what I recall there hasn't been any mention of them acknowledging anything that's even vaguely relevant to Satan's origins beyond their homescreen lines.

Simeon: "I don't really know Satan, but he seems a bit similar to Lucifer." (said with that closed eye smile)

Solomon: "Have you ever wondered why exactly Satan is the avatar of wrath?" (said with that closed eye smile)

Which seem to imply to me that—at least whenever it was that they were added as home screen options—they don't know and are just lightly wondering out loud? Solomon might know and he's just cheekily bringing it up with you in case you didn't, but with Simeon I'm more inclined to think that he really doesn't know especially since he didn't seem to understand exactly why it's so hard for Satan to make peace with Lucifer in S3 (Lesson 51).

In regards to if I think they later figure it out or learn about his origins, I think it's up to whether you believe they'd teach that in school. No, really.

Being insanely long lived like the demons grants the interesting case of having your lives be recorded ancient (to us, at least) history. With how important the brothers are to the Devildom as the avatars of sin/lords of hell, I think it's reasonable to assume that if anyone had witnessed it or if the brothers were willing to share, Satan's origins would genuinely be part of history class.

Do you think Satan (or Lucifer) would allow for Satan's birth to be part of Devildom History class? If so, then I think Simeon and Solomon would definitely know about it by the end of their stay as exchange students; even more so because Satan himself gives them (minus Simeon) a massive reviewer on Devildom History in S2.

There's also Solomon simply asking Asmo. But even then I think there's a fair chance of him answering pretty vaguely because if he wasn't there to witness it, Lucifer and Satan could've easily kept it vague.

(I can't remember what the brothers said about Satan's origins shortly before the start of his and Lucifer's shared arc in S1. Doesn't Mammon keep it to just "Lucifer got really mad and Satan came out of it?" Anyway—)

Personally I like the idea of only the brothers (and maaaybe the royals) knowing the full details. The idea I go with whenever I write or headcanon anything about Satan is that the much of the Devildom does actually know about his origins and the Purgatory Hall boys eventually learn of it. Pre-RAD, it was spread through hearsay; with formal education, there's probably a version of it that's true but not quite the whole picture for Satan and Lucifer's sakes.

(And yes it does make Simeon look more like an asshole with how he behaved towards Satan in Lesson 51 but I think it's reasonable to believe that Simeon just has an unchecked bias towards Lucifer + just doesn't get Satan's issues.)

#chat & colloquy #sdhjkgdhkfjgh is this coherent it's been a hot hot minute since ive written anything like this #obey me #anyway nonnie thank you so much for this… thinking about it was fun

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thehellishtrinity · 6 days

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1-7 and 17 for whoever you wish! -🎧

Hmm since you didn't specify who I used a random generator to pick a random Trinity character to answer for each question!

1. If your oc was to host a TV show, what would it be about? Would your oc be good at it? What sorts of guests would appear?

The Hierophant Honestly, I think if Hiero were to host some type of TV show, it would be something like Blue's Clues where she has some sort of kid-friendly educational show that encourages the kids to solve whatever puzzle with her. Her guests would be like.. other people from other popular kid's shows... like she probably would've had a Pikachu mascot as a guest star at least once.

2. Can your oc play any instruments? Have they ever wanted to learn how to play any? Why?

Novel I've decided at this very moment that this man knows how to play the harp only because I think it would be funny (his weapon is wires). I imagine he doesn't have a strong inclination to learn new instruments or anything but back in the Good Ole Days, he probably picked it up to learn with Remy and Fable.

3. If you were to choose another name for your oc, what do you think it would be? Did you choose it for how it sounds or for its meaning?

Page Hmmm..... Page's name was originally chosen because he was supposed to be Book Squip, so I chose a name loosely related to books. If I were to choose a different name for him back then, I'm sure it would've still been something book related like Scribe or Scroll or something... If I were to pick a different name for him now...... maybe Phylas which, according to behind the name dot com, means "to maintain, preserve".

4. How does your oc fare in the dark? Are they scared? Do they trip over things really easily or navigate like they have night vision? (Or do they have night vision?)

Muse He does relatively well in the dark! Muse is afraid of very little things in this world and the dark is certainly not one of them. He navigates the dark like he has night vision. Lore-wise, this is because he is good as sensing his surroundings and he has a good intuition. Meta-wise, this is entirely because he is cat-coded and cats can see in the dark.

5. How well would your oc fare as a teacher? What subject would they be best at teaching? What about the worst?

Melissa and Wallis, the twins They would be awful teachers. They are children. They would be so bad at teaching. I think they'd be great at making like How To Play XYA Game tutorials and playthroughs but anything else that's academic? No chance.

6. What was your oc’s relationship with their parents like? If they didn’t have any parents/didn’t know them, who in their life was the closest to a parent to them?

Dov Really good, actually! In universes where he has parents, he's a little bit of a mama's boy. He's the type of person who'd visit home every holiday and text his parents regularly. One of the very select few who actually has a healthy relationship with his parents. In canon, he's pretty close to his creator and they keep in contact!

7. Does your oc have any allergies, intolerances, or other sensitivities? How dangerous is it? Does this affect their daily life in any way?

Fable Probably a boring answer but Fable doesn't really have any allergies! He can eat almost everything and he will eat almost everything. His spice tolerance is pretty high (no where near as high as Virus's but who's keeping count?) and he's the type of person who likes to try new dishes all the time!

17. How well can your oc keep secrets? Is there a difference between how they handle their own vs someone else’s? To what lengths would they go to keep something hidden?

Script He is very good at keeping secrets :). In fact, there is a big secret he kept in old Trinity canon that was never unearthed (the rewrite doesn't have the same secret tho but it's the thought that counts). He will go to extreme lengths to hide things that he deems necessary! He's a bit looser with other people's secrets though because, I mean, they're not his secrets. While he does his best to keep the secrets, he isn't losing sleep or going to extremes trying to keep them hidden for other people.

#headphones anon #ask #anon #radiokian #i hope that tag is alright w you!#headcanons #the hierophant #script #page #muse #novel #dov #the twins

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Ooh at the end of your "Jon treating Georgie differently than Martin" post, you mention that Jon wouldn't want to think of himself as someone who would be into Martin? Can I ask why? What is "someone like Martin" to Jon? And the end, he also wouldn't want to announce to the world they're in a relationship, is he ashamed of Martin in the general sense, would he want to hide it from everyone? Or is it more about how he used to badmouth him, he's fine with appearing as a couple in public, but he'd prefer not to tell Tim or Sasha, who've heard him berate Martin.

(And if he is ashamed of Martin, how would Martin take it? That seems like a very clear line to draw, I wonder if Jon would even defend himself if that were the case...)

Thank you so much for feeding us with your answers, they're SO GOOD!!!!!

Well, that was answering why Jon had been far more harsh with Martin before & during their get together than he ever had been with Georgie. And up until that point, he'd spent quite a while complaining about Martin being useless, dense, always the one to make mistakes and slow things down, etc. His opinion had been shifting for a while, but he'd still been venting about minor irritations more often than he knew he should have, even after he'd started to feel more protective.

(The time Martin handed in a nonsense Latin translation was the reason he didn't believe he could really speak Polish. Martin refused to investigate the Lost Jon's Cave statement because of claustrophobia, and took frequent breaks for fresh air while researching at least one flesh statement where the crime scene photos were gory. Any time Jon asked Tim or Sasha to double check things, that slowed the team down, even if they didn't find out anything more than Martin had.

And to extrapolate beyond the canon points of irritation... We only hear the true statements, but 90% of the ones they work on are fake. Academics from other organisations often give joke statements as a prank, and they probably reference a lot of classical lit, folklore, etc, from their area of study. Jon, Sasha and Tim spent years in Research, discrediting those kinds of fake statements, and they're university educated, so they'd get most of the references, and start to think of them as really obvious once they've seen them again and again. Martin wouldn't have had that experience, coming from the library, so it'd take him longer to discredit a story that the others would have recognised instantly as yet another rip-off of a myth that they think everyone knows. Academics often overestimate how much of their field of specialty is common knowledge.

Since Martin didn't live up to Jon's expectations of an expert with a relevant Master's degree and about ten years of experience at the Institute, Jon concluded that Martin must've coasted through university without taking much in, gotten a degree he didn't deserve, and slacked off in an easy job for years instead of keeping up to date with their field, because he was too lazy to make an effort. Meanwhile, Jon was working overtime, doing extra reading, and pushing for due diligence. He really didn't think he'd end up head over heels for someone who didn't share his professional interests or his drive to succeed. He realised he'd misjudged him once he started seeing things through his eyes, though he still couldn't figure him out completely.)

So, when Jon realised that he'd fallen for Martin, and it might or might not be mutual, he was reluctant to take a next step like 'get chatting at the water cooler tomorrow, and ask him out for drinks, in front of everyone else'. Worst case scenario, he'd lose the image he was trying to build, of being an aloof and respectable authority, because everyone who already gossiped about him behind his back would see him get rejected by an (apparently) older colleague, and then he couldn't get away with treating him like a liability of an assistant anymore, once everyone knew that he was the one with a crush and Martin was the one who thought he could do better...

Instead, he confronted him in private in the most stressy, domineering way he could have managed without more actual malice involved. Once they'd slept together, Jon's priorities shifted and he was mostly concerned with getting to do that again and go even further.

So he'll tell anyone who asks that they're together, but try to spare his own pride by positioning himself as the dominant partner with an adoring assistant. (He'd probably say 'lover' instead of 'boyfriend'.) Sure, Martin can be a bit slow on the uptake sometimes, but Jon can train him and look after him, and that doesn't bring him down to the same level, as if they were the sort of couple who admired each other equally. Maybe some people would judge him for fucking his assistant, but it's not as if that's unheard of in academia, and he was never trying to be universally liked anyway, since that's always been out of reach. Maybe there are moments when he feels like Martin's embarrassing him, and that does cause friction, but even if he snaps about it, they're still not arguing as much as they used to. And Martin doesn't like the times when he's underestimated or belittled, but he has to be strategic about what he says even at the best of times.

(If things go well, Jon will gradually recognise more of Martin's strengths, bringing them closer to the kind of equal-ish footing that they tried to maintain in late canon. It's not an easy route there, in any universe.)

#heart of the disaster #tma thoughts #rozzlynn's fanfic

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So, I've been Marinating about Gail and Charon's venture into Fallout 4 timeline. I have yet to figure out if this is more AU versus canon sequence of events... but it works either way, I guess? Kind of a continuation of this post.

Now y'all can be subjected to this hodgepodge of thoughts. Beware, it's long.

This particular path trajectory starts (roughly) about midway through Broken Steel, when Gail starts to really show signs of their worsening condition. They and Charon are still servicing the Brotherhood of Steel at this time, and of course, the Citadel's doctors demand to examine Gail. Though they don't know really how to describe what's happening, it's essentially Gail's insides ghoulifying... without the telltale physical signs (i.e. peeling skin, lost hair).

After the loss of both of the Lyons and countless insufficient leaders in their stead, we come to Arthur Maxson's taking of the Elder role. Gail knows things will quickly go awry when the Outcasts are brought back into the order—they've not forgotten the events at VSS—and the order starts to exhibit a much more bigoted way of thinking, derogatory towards any-and-all who are even remotely inhuman (or believed to be such).

Charon most certainly is in the crossfire—and so is Gail, a "filthy ghoul" in all but appearance. Before the Prydwen is ready to take flight, the two are ostracized from the faction they've diligently served for countless years.

And, much like they had before the Battle of Project Purity, they wander the wasteland with nothing but each other.

Eventually, they wind up venturing into the Commonwealth. (Yes, this does mean they wander through the Glowing Sea, entering via Southern Boston.) For the most part, they keep to themselves, not really settling down anywhere in particular.

So. In the post I linked prior, I mention Gail and Arthur meeting yet again, and that it deserved its own lil' segment.

Strap in. This is going to get gnarly.

Maxson's got eyes and ears in numerous places; both Gail and Charon stick out like sore thumbs, so he recognizes their descriptions. Calls them up to meet him in the Prydwen. Of course, Charon hates the idea, but Gail reasons that maybe things had changed, considering the offer is given in the first place.

Gail hopes to talk. To make the young man who they'd once looked after and educated see the errors of the order's new ways. He tells them of the Institute, the technology that's gone too far, how those not the work of nature are bombs ready to lay waste to the world all over.

He makes it a point to mention not only Gail's own condition, but also the nature of their relationship with Charon. This angers them beyond words, but before they can do anything, Arthur fires a single laser shot. And Charon collapses beside them.

Cue Arthur continuously spouting about non-humans, the surrounding Paladins snickering as Gail holds Charon close and packs his wound.

This is when Gail—ever composed, ever the soft-spoken voice of reason—finally snaps. Because this order, this fucking order, has taken so much from them and countless others. Betrayed the ideals of the man who readily took they and Charon in.

Through rivers of tears, they take Charon's shotgun in their hands and open fire. Not a single bullet strays from their fatal trajectory, and no one is left standing. Gail helps themselves to one of the fallen Paladin's power armor as to be able to lift Charon... as well as take a running leap out of the airship.

Gail tends to Charon enough to stabilize him before booking it back to the Glowing Sea, where they hide out until it's safe to return home—to the Capital. Because where else would they go?

#this turned into a thesis. sorry ksjhdf #have yet to decide if this is canon for them but.#i do like the idea of it...#tl;dr Gail has Had Enough.#oc: gail parsons

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iamapoopmuffin · 2 years

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Ms Keane: Snake, could you read number 12 for the class?

Snake: No, I can'ts.

Snake: What's up, I'm Snake, I'm 15 and I nevers learned hows to fucking read

#Remember when the Gangreen Gang went to Pokey Oakes for a day #and that was canonically the only education they'd ever had?#The Powerpuff Girls #snake ppg #sanford d ingleberry #Ms. Keane #Ms Keane #He then gets told off for swearing in front of all the Kindergarteners #Though the others at least can spray paint words onto walls #Snake's the only one who doesn't #sooooo I'm saying Snake can't read or write just because I can #source: vine #gangreen gang #I forgot to tag that omg #anyway these boys have had rough lives

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Okay okay okay- the thing about Aizawa saying Midoriya had no excuse to not have his quirk under control, assuming he's had it since he was young. Consider:

- it takes two months for a bone to heal

- We haven't seen anyone besides Recover Girl and Eri with a significant healing quirk, even in the many times characters in the show have visited hospitals

- Repeatedly breaking bones and any furniture/buildings/people nearby any time you made a mistake would be extremely mentally traumatic and lead to avoidance, no matter how brave or stubborn you may be

- Quirk counselors, to my knowledge, have not been mentioned in the show. If they exist, it can be assumed they are expensive and/or have waiting lists years long. This can be assumed because of the rising instability of quirks first mentioned in S4, among other, more disputable but likely factors.

- His quirk is fundamentally different from his parents', meaning their ability to help would be limited. Aizawa had no way of knowing this, and it is standard for a child's quirk to be a combination or mutated copy of a parent's quirk, but it is by no means impossible or even terribly uncommon for a quirk to be a unique mutation (as is evidenced by the birth of quirks itself)

All together, this means that Midoriya would a) be unable to practice regularly, making his education tremendously slow, difficult, and flimsy. b) be scared of his quirk. And c) have very little guidance to aid his learning.

So why /wouldn't/ Midoriya want to wait until he had access to a safe, controlled environment with teachers who were supposed to be able to help and a medic who could heal him in just a couple days? Wouldn't waiting be the wiser option?

Aizawa is smart. He should be able to see this. That, combined with the fact that he didn't go after the others with obvious problems (Todoroki for literally only using half his power, Bakugou for attempting to use his quirk to bodily harm another student, Mineta for being Like That), leads me to believe he was being antagonistic for different reasons. Maybe it was the same kind of bias Shinsou has, something relating to Oboro, or something else.

Regardless, as a teacher, he should have done better. Especially after he gets to know Midoriya and learns that Midoriya isn't lazy, unmotivated, arrogant, or anything like that. But he still neglected to help in a meaningful way.

Don't get me wrong; I like Aizawa. A lot. But I really do think he messed up, and never really made up for it. He's lucky Midoriya has never believed in fairness, or else I don't think they'd have ever reached the level of fondness and respect present later in canon.

Sorry for ranting. This has just been bugging me for a long time, and I jumped at the chance to get it out of my head a bit.

"So why /wouldn't/ Midoriya want to wait until he had access to a safe, controlled environment with teachers who were supposed to be able to help and a medic who could heal him in just a couple days? Wouldn't waiting be the wiser option?"

"Regardless, as a teacher, he should have done better. Especially after he gets to know Midoriya and learns that Midoriya isn't lazy, unmotivated, arrogant, or anything like that. But he still neglected to help in a meaningful way."

The way that we have the same brain. I couldn't find the words but somehow you managed to summarize all the shit going on in my head. omfg, this is perfect. Like he totally has the sense to realize shit and act accordingly but for some reason (srsly what??) he doesn't? Maybe something to do with his past, maybe he's just so fucking tired, maybe he doesn't want to see his students hurt Like That anymore and he's willing to risk their future to prevent it. I do think he sees Oboro in Izuku, the same drive, and passion. The same reckless/self-sacrificing tendencies. Aizawa is a great teacher and a great hero but i think he got a little personal with Izuku's case

#bnha #mha #ask #answered #llyn says shit #bnha confessions #anon soup

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lifeisdabubbles-undersalmondean · 3 years

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La Pomme ~ Chapter 13

Pairing: Sam x OC (eventual Dean x OC and Dean x Castiel. And I mean eventual.)

Series summary: George is a casual French-Mistake-universe Supernatural fan living in no-COVID 2020, who's life is upended when she's suddenly launched between realities, two years into the boys' past (S13E22). What begins as an insane, immersive fan experience turns into more when Jack goes missing and George offers up her AU information to help track him down. Soon it's discovered that she and Sam may actually have history. But that's impossible, right?

Word Count: 3,800

Warnings: {smut, fluff, angst, show level violence, swearing, mentions of suicide} ***Detailed warnings will be tagged for specific chapters.

A/N: Following the events of my prequel Paradise and second story From My Eyes Off. Reading those first gives context but isn’t necessary to start this one.

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Early the next morning, they'd all gotten outta bed a little sluggish but showered and dressed quickly. George was moving extra slow because what little sleep she did get had been plagued by nightmares. Typically she could remember even the smallest details of her incredibly vivid dreams for hours after she awoke, but this time the only thing she could focus on was a lingering sense of panic, like she was being hunted by something dangerous.

The exhaustion ended up being a blessing, though, because Sam and George were both too tired to be awkward around each other while they got ready. As he showered, George dressed in her new clothes; the dark bootcut jeans, maroon v-neck long sleeved tee, and Friends hoodie. She gave a little knock on the bathroom door to let Sam know that the coast was clear, before sitting down to slip on her new black tennis shoes.

He emerged a few moments later dressed in a dark blue and white flannel and dark blue jeans, his wet hair slicked back and out of his face. That damn sexy beard was still there, too; still wet from the shower.

Oh my. Her eyes went wide, feeling the temperature in the room skyrocket. Sam must have caught her reaction because he looked down at himself curiously.

"What?" He wondered.

"Er--nothing! Sorry." She mumbled, quickly turning away to hide her smirk.

That's all the caffeine my libido needed.

While she fanned herself discreetly, she gathered up her things. Once she was sure she had everything--including the teddy--Sam threw on his chocolate brown jacket and they left the room, meeting up with Dean and Cas at the car. Everyone was ready to hit the road by sunrise.

They stopped at the Carrier Bistro, another Carson City gem, for a quick breakfast because Sam and George were starving. Matching their car seating arrangements, Dean and Sam sat on one side of the booth, Cas and George sat across from them. Castiel got water, George got iced tea, a waffle, and a side of eggs, Sam got an egg white omelet, and Dean, who'd already eaten nearly half the pie George bought for him, ordered some toast and a side of bacon (because a little grease is the perfect thing to top off a ton of sugar in the morning). Both brothers also ordered 'the world's largest coffee or the next best thing.'

When the waiter left, George filled them in on her adventures the night before.

"Once I left you guys, I tried taking the cab to my mom's house but no one was there. The house didn't even look the same, but I know it was the right address. Same thing for my dad's house, the house I grew up in across town, and the condo my brother recently bought. They all looked different and no one I recognized was there. So, I decided to try researching my family to see if I could track down where they were and that's when I found that." She gestured at the article she'd found about the house fire that was set on the table between them.

"That's why you went to the college?" Dean confirmed.

George seemed surprised, "Yea… how did yo-"

"It's what we do," He responded coolly, taking a sip of his coffee when the waiter dropped their drinks off.

"We tracked you down through the cab company," Sam reminded her. After a beat she remembered him mentioning it the night before, nodding affirmatively.

"Ran into Stacey," Dean interjected with a smirk, George's eyes went a little wide in surprise. "She was helpful, pointed us in the direction of the diner. But-uh, she asked us to pass on a message." He took a sip of his coffee, shooting eyes at Sam.

A faint blush creeped onto her cheeks and she chuckled nervously, avoiding Sam's gaze, "Oh?"

Sam cleared his throat nervously, "Uh, yea, she just wanted us to tell you to, uh, lose her number?" He tried to seem nonchalant and uninterested. Dean was grinning from ear to ear, staring with open curiosity at her.

Her expression was a cross between indignation and guilt as she asked, "What?! Why? What did you say to her?"

Sam looked pointedly at Dean, who was now trying to look innocent and answered, "Nothing! We said we were trying to find a missing person whose boyfriend wa-"

"You told her I have a boyfriend?! Ugh, Dean!" George laughed and rolled her eyes. The three of them were looking at her expectantly, so she explained, "Without a student ID they weren't going to let me in, so… I had to find another way," She batted her eyelashes exaggeratedly at them.

"So, what, you blinked at her?" Dean chuckled at his own joke as she reached across the table to slap his arm.

"No, I used the only resources I had at my disposal," She clarified pointedly. When they still seemed confused, she sat up straight and pushed her chest out with a clearing of her throat.

"Oohhh, I see! Your resources. Got it," Dean gave her an exaggerated wink and took another drink of his coffee.

"Yea! And now you've told her I have a boyfriend and she thinks I'm an asshole!"

"I got the impression she just thought you were confused," Dean offered helpfully.

"Oh my god! Damn it, Dean!" George laughed in annoyance.

"Why does it matter?" He laughed indignantly right back. "Were you planning on pursuing that? I think I saw a payphone back in Reno if you'd like us to drop you off on our way to Jack."

George 'grr'ed at him and shook her head, "That's not the point! I am not confused about my sexuality and I don't cheat on my partners, which--thanks to you--is now what Stacey thinks! Not exactly the kind of thing I want becoming canon."

"Relax, flirting isn't cheating," Dean waved her off flippantly.

George's nostrils flared and she smiled condescendingly, "Well, thanks for warning me about your standards, but I'm not talking about the flirting." Sam snorted loudly and tried not to laugh, clearing his throat exaggeratedly when Dean gave him a dirty look. Having paused to hold back her own laughter, she explained, "I… sort of flashed her in order to get login credentials to use the computer."

Sam and Dean jumped in surprise as the waiter walked up at that moment, dropped their food, and refilled the coffee swiftly. George, sweet smile plastered on her face, buttered and syruped her waffle in silence. Castiel seemed to be calculating the ramifications of that statement, Sam was blushing, and Dean was stunned to silence. Cutting a piece, she nodded affirmatively and then took a bite, chewing with a big, closed mouthed grin as they all processed.

"Ohhhhh! You used your resources," Dean finally said slowly and with great emphasis. Then he nodded slowly in appreciation, "Not bad," he stamped his approval before shoveling a bacon into his mouth. George blushed a bit but smiled again with a small eye roll, before tipping an imaginary hat at him. She glanced at Sam briefly to gauge his reaction, before taking another bite. His expression was indiscernible, but he looked more curious than disgusted, so that was promising.

Castiel waited for them to eat a few bites in awkward, contemplative silence before asking curiously, "You 'flashed her' what? Do you have a fake badge of some kind?"

Sam choked on his omelet and Dean snorted into his coffee. Laughing nervously, George glanced between them, suddenly seeming slightly embarrassed about the situation for the first time. Having done it was one thing, having to describe it was another.

Looking back at Castiel she answered, "Flashing is uh,... it's when you… you just kind of, you just, you lift your shirt up for a minute. Or whatever."

Castiel didn't understand, "You lift your shirt 'up?' Up where? Why is that a form of currency suitable for trade?"

It had been her literal job for the past 10 years to educate and communicate on sex, but being questioned by an angel was like going to confession on steroids. Even though his tone was purely curious, she felt inexplicably judged. And she was agnostic!

She thought about it for a moment, noting the total lack of assist from the still recovering brothers across the table and finally just stated matter of factly, "Oh fuck it, I lifted my shirt over my chest and showed her what was underneath." When he still looked confused, she clarified further, "My breasts, Castiel. I showed her my breasts. That's what flashing is. And in exchange for letting her look at my breasts, she logged me into a computer. There."

Dean took another bite of bacon to stifle his laughter after asking, "Curious, if you wanted that 'becoming canon?'" George flipped him the bird before stealing one bacon as retribution.

Castiel seemed to understand the explanation but asked, "How did you know she was interested in seeing your breasts?"

George snorted, patting his arm patronizingly, and ever-so-humbly saying, "Uh, let's just say I had a hunch," then glanced again at the brothers who both shook their heads in amusement.

Sam cleared his throat and finally found his voice again, "I think what Cas means is, ho-how did you know she was… interested in-in your chest-" Sam stuttered, glancing at Dean who snickered, "Er, I mean, not like that! I meant-"

"You meant, how did I know she was gay?" George clarified kindly, to which Sam nodded in thanks. She shrugged, "Well, I didn't for sure, but queer people can usually sense our friends." She gave Dean a discreet smirk and once over before continuing, "Based on that, and some of her more apparent interests, I took a shot. Not the worst experience, all things considered; certainly lucked out that she was cute and friendly."

No one was quite sure how to respond until Dean commented with a mouth full of toast, "I guess she was cute, if you like girls with heavy theatre makeup."

George furrowed her brow, "What? She wasn't wearing that much makeup."

"I guess that's subjective; all that pink blush everywhere was too much for my taste," He shook his head with a shrug.

George and Sam shared an annoyed eye roll and he corrected quickly, "Dean, that wasn't makeup. She had vitiligo."

"Viti-what-o?"

George swatted at him again, "Vitiligo, loser! It's a condition where you lose skin color in patches because the pigmentation cells die."

"Oh," Dean said, intrigued. He thought about it for a minute and then said, "Then you're right, she was cute. Do you still have that number?"

"Oh wow," George blurted, rubbing a hand over her face and chuckling. "Sorry guy, she was definitely a lesbian."

"Anyway!" Sam interjected to save them all from his perverted brother.

Still chucking, George picked the conversation back up on his cue, "Anyway, after the flashing she logged me into a computer and I was able to find out all about my nonexistence," She made an exaggerated sneer, as though the idea offended her. "So, mom's parents: dead in a house fire supposedly due to faulty wiring. Over on my dad's side, I had to go all the way back three generations where I discovered that my great grandfather succumbed to illness on the battlefield during WWI before he'd had any children. Other than my Aunt Lorna, who by all accounts is alive somewhere, the entire family I grew up with doesn't exist." She paused and took a sip of her drink, trying to swallow down her emotions.

"I'm sorry, George," Sam reached over and placed his hand over hers consolingly, the other two giving her sympathetic looks. She smiled softly at the touch, turning her hand over in his and squeezing in gratitude. When she noticed the raised brow on Dean's face, she cleared her throat and pulled her hand away to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I was just kind of in shock when I found everything." She paused to take a thoughtful bite of her scrambled eggs before continuing, "Not shock actually… more like, happy surprise? I was kinda relieved, if I'm honest." Sam and she shared another knowing glance before she continued, "Like, I can focus on helping you guys now because I know nothing is holding me back. I have no family to worry about. I'm completely, totally… utterly, and… 100 percent alone here," As she said it the internal struggle between relief and spiraling panic boiled up again.

Sam frowned, but Castiel was the one who offered comfort, "You're not alone, George."

"Thanks, Castiel," She sighed in frustration and put her fork down, suddenly losing her appetite. "What I mean is, I just felt this strange sense of acceptance and…" she struggled to find the right words to describe an indescribable feeling. "Purpose? It was like 'OK, my family isn't here, I don't have anyone who might be worrying about me, so now I can focus on what I'm supposed to do'. I mean I've always felt different; I never fit in much. I was always the weird kid and didn't have many friends, and holy shit my family. Ya know, I love 'em but--and this sounds bad, so excuse the obvious lack of humility here--I just always felt like the sane patient in the asylum, ya know? It--Ya know what, not the time to get into it," She had sounded like she was headed off on a tangent but pulled herself back.

"When I found all this information last night, I--I…I don't really know how to explain it," She and Sam shared a quick knowing glance before she continued, "but while I should have felt devastated, I mostly felt relief. Like I finally could breathe in all the way because I'm where I'm supposed to be? It was also confirmation that the only people I knew in this universe were the people I was already with, and already helping! Bonus," She finished with a hesitant, confused chuckle. She knew how crazy she sounded. The look Dean was giving her seemed to indicate he felt the same. "Don't ask me to explain it because I have no idea," giving a defeated shrug, she continued, "anyway, I knew you guys were going to find me soon, so I printed the article and left--not before Stacey gave me her number--and headed over to Brown Cub for your food," Dean tipped his imaginary hat to her. "Then I got the room, stripped off those crusty ass clothes, and took the best shower of my life. Then you showed up."

"What do you mean you *knew* we'd find you soon?" Castiel questioned.

"What?" She'd stolen another piece of Dean's bacon and had to dodge his swatting. "What do you mean?"

"How did you know we would find you?"

"Oh, I didn't know-know, I just...figured? I mean, like Dean said, it's what you do--the Winchesters and Castiel, ya know? You've got a certain set of skills," She cracked, winking at Sam and then shrugged, "I knew it wouldn't be long before you'd be able to track me down."

Castiel pressed, "How could we track you down? We don't even know your last name and you don't have a cell phone. How did you know we were coming?" George gave Sam and Dean a raised eyebrow, not understanding why Cas was semi-interrogating her.

Dean felt his phone vibrating in his pocket and pulled it out to see Garth calling. He excused himself from the table to answer it.

"I...I mean, I didn't know you were coming. I just-"

"Tell me more about your instincts feeling heightened? And your sense of purpose? Do you know what this 'purpose' might be?" He questioned her.

Thinking he was just being a concerned friend, George shook her head helplessly, "No, not really. Honestly, I--"

He cut her off to ask matter-of-factly, "Do you have any Enochian protection symbols on your person?"

She was confused by the question, "What, like a tattoo? No, I told you I wasn't that big of a fan--"

"Could be a tattoo, could be something burned into your skeletal structure, maybe?"

"Not that I'm aware of?" George smirked in confusion, glancing at Sam for any explanation. His feeble shrug in response offered no clarity.

"Because, when I try to read you, you're fuzzy--"

"Sorry--I'm fuzzy when you try and read me?" George looked indignant.

"Hey, we got problems." Dean had returned from his phone call and seemed agitated. "That was Garth. He joined Carol and Suzie on the recon like we asked and they saw the demon pack grab a 12 year old boy for lunch. They stormed in and nearly got themselves killed saving him."

"Jesus," George commented with a frown.

"Are they--" Sam began with concern.

Anticipating his question, Dean cut him off, "They're safe for right now but they're hurt and pretty sure the pack tailed them. They need help. I tried mom and Bobby but they're tracking something near Fresno, closer to us than them and..." Dean paused heavily, giving George an indiscernible expression.

"And?!" Sam asked impatiently.

Dean sighed, "Carol thinks she saw Jack with the demons while they were trying to escape."

"What?!" George and Sam exclaimed simultaneously. George's was far more indignant than Sam's.

"Carol says that when they went in to rescue the boy, they passed other rooms. Most were empty but she swears she saw someone who looked an awful lot like Jack in one. By the time she saw him, they were running with the kid, so she can't be a hundred percent sure b--"

"Well, I'm a hundred percent sure Carol needs her eyes checked!" George blurted out, before retracting her neck and looking apologetic, "Sorry, that was unnecessary. Carol is lovely and I'm sure it was a terrifying situation." She paused and then looked at Dean with a pleading expression, "That being said: she's WRONG! I just finished spilling my guts out to you about an identity crisis over the fact that my entire family doesn't exist! And the one good thing that came out of it is that now I know I'm meant to be here! The only answer I'm missing is why I'm here and helping you both--finding jack--that's the only answer that makes any sense. It's why I feel so strongly about going to Oregon with you. Think about it, what other reason could there possibly be for this weird ass situation if not to help you locate Jack?" Sam gulped a bit, a few suggestions running through his mind quickly. Dean was contemplating her words, weighing his options carefully. George sighed and continued, "Listen, I don't know who Carol saw, but I. Promise. You. It wasn't Jack! We need to keep going; we are headed the right way, I know it! Jack--"

"Is in danger and if we don't find him soon he could die, George," Dean sounded stern. He was irritated, but trying not to raise his voice. "We can't risk it!"

George took his new, huffy tone as a personal challenge, matching it with some added neck twists for emphasis, "Which is exactly why we need to keep going toward Oregon, because that's where he is!"

"Both of you, to your corners!" Castiel scolded suddenly, both of them looking about ready to punch the other. "Our primary goal is to find Jack and get him home safe. We have two leads and enough people to follow both. I'll go back to the motel and see if I can find a car to borrow, and head to Butte. The three of you keep following George's lead."

"Cas--"

"No arguments. Enough time has been wasted and, you're right, Dean, he's in danger. That being said," Cas cut Dean off when he tried to interrupt, "George is right, too."

"I am?" George was surprised by the support.

"She is?!" Dean was suspect.

"Yes. It's clear she feels very strongly about Jack being in Oregon and I trust her."

"I do, too," Sam agreed.

George's eyes went wide at the both of them, "You do?" 'Surprised' didn't even begin to cover it.

"Yes, I do," Castiel answered definitively. "Now, you should settle the bill and get going. If you find Jack--"

"We'll call you right away," Sam finished understandingly as he stood up from the booth to handle the check. He stepped away, leaving George to sit in a state of semi-shock, silently mulling over the concept of trust.

Dean's brow was furrowed, staring at the table intently. After a minute he nodded, addressing Cas, "I'll walk you out."

The two men began to head for the exit, and George leapt up, "Wait!" She stepped in front of Cas and looked him over, "OK, um, OK, look, I-I'm nervous about you leaving but I get it, I guess," She shot Dean a dirty look over Cas' shoulder. "Just… please be careful. Don't do anything stupid, OK? If you think to yourself 'Dean would do that!' do the opposite, yes?"

As Dean rolled his eyes, Castiel smiled kindly in response to her concern. With a gentle nod he assured, "I'll be careful. I think it goes without saying that I want you all," he looked at Dean over his shoulder pointedly, "to do the same."

George nodded in agreement and hesitated before throwing her arms around him and hugging tightly. Cas stood in place, receiving her hug awkwardly. Not until George suggested he hug back did he carefully lift his arms and pat her on the back quickly. When she let go, she gave him a nervous grimace and the two men left.

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