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soliitvde · 4 years

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𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 '𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊' 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐈 -- how do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become ?

( casey deidrick / cis man / he and him ). introducing jasper ’ jack ’ stoneshire, the host for the allegiant . they’ll be thirty two years old , and arrived at hartly eight months ago. they work as a farmer, and you’ll always see a sickle around wherever he is

𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚄𝙿 𝚃𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙷 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙳𝚄𝚂𝚃

full name : jasper alistair stoneshire ii

nicknames : jack

age : thirty - two

gender / pronouns : cis man / he/him

date of birth : september 12th

location of birth : stoneshire manor , england

past residence : new york city , new york

current residence : hartly , arrived eight months ago

past occupation : gallery director

current occupation : farmer

family : paola vazques ( wife ) , leila stoneshire ( daughter ) , jasper stoneshire i ( father ) , moira stoneshire ( mother )

aesthetics :

playlist : radioactive - imagine dragons

character inspiration :

𝙸 𝚆𝙸𝙿𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝚆 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸 𝚂𝚆𝙴𝙰𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝚁𝚄𝚂𝚃

born premature , lungs underdeveloped , heart even more so . no - one thought he would survive . maximum , seven days , the doctors had said . and for seven days , his parents cradled him in his arms , wept and cried and got ready to say their goodbyes . but by some miracle , seven days came and went , then a month , then a year . and he was up and about , wrecking havoc with crayons on his grandmother’s wallpaper , splashing his parents in the bath . he was alive . and his name was jasper . but that was his father’s name too . and it became far too difficult for him to say ( had a bit of a lisp , when he was younger ) and readily settled for jack . little jack of stoneshire .

his parents , both from long lines of aristocrats , who never had to worry about money for a single day in their lives , were quick to feed him with a silver spoon ( blind to what the ritzy , glitzy glam of aristocracy did to them -- one , dependent on alcohol , the other seeing another multiple men ) and jack was quick to adapt to it . did fairly well in the dangerous land of the rich . traversed through mountains of galas , weathered small - talk with vacuous patricians . and he did it all without even breaking a sweat . this was what he was meant to do after all .

the years pass quickly and jack begins to find himself , a little lost . the years had left him worse for wear . the arrogance that was gifted to him by his name and class ultimately became his ruination . failed relationships , failed friendships . his hubristic nature had left him all alone . even ties with his parents were severed , they , and everything they came with , had raised a wolf . and that wolf had devoured them and everything they had .

in an attempt to create a new start , a new him , jack crossed seas , climbed ( metaphorical ) mountains and found himself in the u.s of a . having been just shy of nineteen and sheltered from all the true injustices of the world , his new reality was a sucker - punch to the face . he spent that night crying on a park bench in central park . but , after a great long night of reflection and a hot - dog form around the corner , he came to his senses and decided that yes , he was going to do this all by himself .

he got a job at a pizzeria two blocks down , studied art history at nyu , graduated , one - hundred and seventh from his class and got his first ‘real’ job as a gallery associate , at a museum of a famous-ish local artist . he progressed through the ranks , eventually becoming gallery director at the museum of modern art .

when he was twenty - six , he met the love of his life , got married two years later and had a kid the next year ! then of course , it happened . he reached out to his parents immediately , because they had a private jet and stoneshire manor was very very isolated from everything else -- but ( because of his arrogance and his pride and his adamant desire on maintaining his independence ) he had left it too late , the borders had closed . they were stuck . him , his pregnant wife and their three year old daughter , stuck in one of the busiest and most populated cities in the world .

* trigger warning : pregnancy loss * they tried their best to survive , hiding out , never staying in one place for more than a few days and the days blend into the next and they’ve all lost track of time but their unborn child was growing , his wife was weakening , any day now , he would think to himself . any day now , their new baby was going to enter this cruel and merciless world . they found another family , the husband was a midwife and the wife was a doctor , together they delivered their baby . but their little baby never made a sound and was still . and lifeless . they had lost him . * end trigger warning *

it had taken such a toll on him and his wife , they had named him bobby last minute , after his wife’s favourite singer -- bob dylan . but it took a far larger toll on his wife . and his wife , who was cursed to always feel everything intensely , was consumed with such deep grief . * trigger warning : self - harm / suicide * and so , one night , while jack was asleep , while their daughter little leila was asleep , she ventured out . not knowing what was there , just knowing she wasn’t coming back . he hadn’t seen her since . and he’s always blamed himself for it . * end trigger warning *

a year passes , though he’s not sure , maybe it was just a month or a week , or maybe it had been two years , but somehow him and his daughter make it through . some days its just silence between them , just the sound of their feet against gravel , some days they manage to laugh , they tell jokes and reminisce about that one that mom farted in an elevator . and it was good , it was enough .

but jack made a mistake . they had stumbled upon. a park and little leila , who barely remembers what a playground looked like , let alone what it felt like to be a kid , broke free from her father’s hand and rushed to the monkey bars . * trigger warning : death * and jack , was overcome with empathy and joy , it was the first time that he had seen his daughter truly happy . and the last . leila had ventured past his blind spot and jack was too slow to react . a grotesque creature , with almost snapped necks , a quiet growling and hollow eye - sockets stood over his daughter . eyeing her like a lion would stalk a deer . all he heard was a scream . and jack , carrying only a makeshift spear . tried his best to defend his daughter . but it was too late . splattered with blood and dotted with bites - marks . all that he could give her , was the mercy of a swift death . * end trigger warning *

tired , hungry and with barely any will to live , jack somehow found hartly . as though it was fate’s party trick , to leave him all alone , carrying the a guilt that was consuming him form the inside out .

𝙸'𝙼 𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙼𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻𝚂

very chill , very calming , hates fights , hates arguments , always plays the peace keeper , tends to keep his emotions bottled - up , doesn’t let his anger out a lot . the only thing that really gets him worked up is constant mention of his past -- he feels really guilty about it so he pushes it to the very back of his mind and its only when other people that he may have told brings it up then he’ll go hulk - smash on a nearby wall

he’s a diligent worker , kinda keeps to himself . doesn’t like to establish any new connections cause he knows how easy they are to loose . very quiet , very shy and timid , gets flustered / embarrassed quite easily .

oh man , okay , he sometimes says really deep / profound / thought - provoking shit at the wrong times . like he’d whip out some quote from othello while he’s washing the dishes or something . it’s just a thing he does . it’s like a reflex for him . it’s like some sort of evolutionary leftover from his old , dark academia , posh - boy life .

𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝙿𝙾𝙲𝙰𝙻𝚈𝙿𝚂𝙴

maybe the family they stumbled upon and helped deliver their baby ??

some new hartly acquaintances that can actually stand him ??

a prospective loooove interest ? ?? ?? ? though this would probably take a while

a connections from his old life ?? a co - worker ?? an old - school mate ??? his best friend ???? parents of his daughter’s friends ???

maybe he has a housemate at hartlys ??

farmer friendsss !!!

his confidant ???

someone he had found before hartly ??? and they found hartly together maybe ???

and lots lots more !!! i’m up for brainstorming !!!!

#miseriaintro

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dccomicsnews · 5 years

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Fun. No matter genre or style, comics should always be fun. Unfortunately, sometimes, comics fail on this point either through content or execution. While it’s true that “fun” may be a quickly moving target for audiences generation to generation, it shouldn’t be too hard to point out comics that miss this. Even the most progressive and innovative comics have a “fun” quotient. Currently, DC Comics seems to be struggling with this notion in a significant segment of their line. However, there are some titles which have no problem exuding “fun!” It’s telling that the company that would be known as DC launched their first title in 1935, New Fun: The Big Comic Magazine. It’s even more telling, that this title evolved into More Fun Comics. From the very beginning, there’s been a notion of “fun.”

It may be easy to say that the element of “fun” is elusive and subjective. However, there are some classic titles that due to mature themes may seem to contradict this notion. Let’s look at Watchmen. While this comic is full of mature elements, it never eliminates the aspect of fun. The use of the Charlton Comics characters as analogs is an instant indicator of “fun.” It’s clear that Alan Moore is tying in to the history of comics, not only Charlton’s history, but the very history of comics as his backstory evokes the Golden Age of DC’s history. While Nite Owl, Silk Spectre and the rest are more or less original creations, it’s clear that they echo characters like the Golden Age Flash, Green Lantern and Atom that were in use in the DC Universe at the time. Any contemporary reader would be aware of this. It’s not hard to imagine that reader understanding that Moore was creating a sort of synergy with the legacies in the DC Universe. While not an analog for the Justice Society of America, the Minutemen are that world’s first team of mystery men like the JSA in the traditional DC Universe. Evoking legacy is one of the primal elements of comic book “fun.” This is what made the reintroduction of the Justice Society of America in Justice League of America #21 and #22 such a hit in 1963.

If something as highly acclaimed and serious as Watchmen can contain “fun,” what’s going on with today’s books? There’s no shortage of fun in the current Hawkman, and The Terrifics as well as the recent Plastic Man mini-series. However, the Heroes in Crisis mini-series/event is anything but fun. Issue #1 was essentially a bloodbath with 1/2 the issue devoted to Harley Quinn stabbing Booster Gold, repeatedly and unrelentingly. There’s no fun here. The tone is somber and the action mired in gratuitous violence. The basic premise of the series is that sometimes super-heroes need some mental and emotional counseling. At Sanctuary, the heroes hope to receive that assistance, but there’s a mass murder at the facility that takes the lives of some fan favorite characters, Wally West and Roy Harper. The premise is about as far from fun as could be imagined. While it has the potential to be a truly moving story, so far it has felt more like spectacle with little substance. It would’ve been much more effective to have created an emotional connection with the victims before dispatching them.

Even a moment that could be perceived as fun in issue #2, when Harley Quinn takes out the Trinity, feels awkward and incongruous. Perhaps, one needs to be a full on Harley fanatic to appreciate this moment. To the average reader, it feels incredibly bizarre and absurd considering the accepted portrayal of Superman, Batman and Wonder Woman. Perhaps, there is more going on, but on the surface, it appears to be quite ridiculous considering Harley Quinn’s power set. In the end, it feels out of place and damning of the Trinity. It’s hard to smile with such an indictment of DC’s big three.

The fallout from Heroes in Crisis naturally extends over to Titans. The team has lost Roy Harper and Wally West, Arsenal and the Flash respectively to the events at Sanctuary. Additionally, Donna Troy seems to be struggling with alcohol. And, to add insult to injury (pun intended), Nightwing their leader suffered a gunshot to the head in Batman #55 that has left him with amnesia. He only remembers his life before his parents were killed. Dick Grayson has no memory of his life as the original Robin or Nightwing, nor of Bruce Wayne as his adoptive father. This whole storyline plays like an attempt to remold Dick Grayson’s personality and affect a name change to “Ric” in order the pacify the perpetually immature that can’t handle the traditional nickname for Richard, Dick. All this trauma leaves very little fun in the Titans book, which is 180 degree turn from where it started out with the pre-Rebirth mini-series, Titans Hunt, and the first story arcs during the Rebirth branding of the DC line. These stories relied on the nostalgia for the return of the original Teen Titans to the history of the DC Universe and featured friends rediscovering friendships. Nostalgia is a major fun factor, as is friends reconnecting, either in real life or between beloved fictional characters.

Looking at the recent Plastic Man mini-series by Gail Simone and Adriana Melo, it’s not hard to see the fun in it. While the character may lend itself to something more humorous, there’s a fun in exploring Plas’s character. Addressing Pado Swakatoon’s identity issues is just as serious as what Tom King is attempting in Heroes in Crisis. The difference seems to be that Simone and Melo find an element of fun embedded in the themes. King appears to have lost this in his Batman run as well. His lead up to the “non-wedding” included some great character moments and “fun”, most significantly the double date with Lois and Clark at the carnival. However, with Batman #50, the “non-wedding” issue, was a great disappointment. Weddings are generally considered to be fun events, even if just in the moment. However, Bruce and Selina never got that far. There’s nothing fun about a wedding that doesn’t happen. Ask any guest….

Let’s look at Hawkman and The Terrifics, two DC Comics series that both exude “fun.” Hawkman not only presents an interesting plot, but builds on the main character, Carter Hall. There’s a lot going on with this character as his history is explored and yet not destroyed. Robert Venditti has managed to build on Hawkman’s past in an interesting way which doesn’t eliminate any aspect of his history. Instead, it embraces it. This is a real triumph! It exudes “fun.” It doesn’t necessarily require previous knowledge and it doesn’t eliminate ANYTHING that’s come before.

The Terrifics channels the fun and themes that the Fantastic Four originally produced back in 1961 for Marvel Comics. It’s no secret that The Terrifics draws on the chemistry of the Fantastic Four, but more importantly it manages to remain “fun” utilizing the unique personalities of Plastic Man and Metamorpho contrasted against the Mr. Fantastic intellectual analog, Mr. Terrific.

It’s prescient to look at Marvel’s The Immortal Hulk, a series which is not only doing well and receiving positive response, but also serious, somewhat scary and definitely mature. Despite all of these attributes going against it, this series manages to remain “fun.” It is able to channel the original horror element of the basic concept while maintaining a modern sensibility. There is no doubt, however, that Immortal Hulk is fun. Most recently issue #8 has featured a dismembered Hulk still able to provide succor for Bruce Banner. Perhaps, it is the relationship between the two that remains most salient element in the book.

Maybe, the most damning titles in DC’s stable are the Superman books by Brian Michael Bendis. What should be fun is not, and what’s left is sometimes boring and mostly depressing. The Rogol Zaar storyline is progressing too slowly and quite underwhelmingly while the Lois Lane subplot in Action Comics feels completely wrong. The solicits for February’s comics seem to project a future for Jon Kent (Lois and Clark’s son) that has robbed the reader of Jon’s growth and development. Bendis seems to be robbing the reader of understanding how Jon matures and grows, as well as robbing Lois and Clark of raising their child. Not only is this not fun, it is disturbing. If you haven’t dropped Bendis’ Superman books, go ahead and do it now so there may be a chance of salvaging the Kent family. “Fun” is watching the Kent’s raising their son. Depriving them of this opportunity shows a complete lack of respect for the characters, and an agenda of spectacle over character development. There’s enough inherent conflict and story ideas in raising a child with superpowers that Bendis’s contrived plot are not only unnecessary, but uninteresting and depressing- the opposite of “fun.” Not mention, a status quo that absolutely no one asked for. There’s an ominous cloud hanging over Superman’s head as Bendis seems to be purposely breaking down the Man of Steel instead of writing legitimately interesting character development. A mopey, sad Superman is just depressing, and it doesn’t feel genuine when the conflict is so clearly contrived.

It’s not as if there is just one title or character that seems to be suffering from a lack of fun. The widely reaching Heroes in Crisis event sort of permeates the tenor of the DC Universe. Interestingly, this atmosphere isn’t isolated in the books that are dealing with the repercussions of Heroes in Crisis directly. Superman and Nightwing both have some very somber elements that tinge the overall tone of their current storylines and suck the fun out of the drama. At some point, if the comics you are reading aren’t fun and enjoyable you should drop them. Superman, Action, Titans, Heroes in Crisis, maybe Batman…. Send a message, read what you like…buy what you want to read…don’t be afraid of change….

Editorial: Comics Should Be Fun Fun. No matter genre or style, comics should always be fun. Unfortunately, sometimes, comics fail on this point either through content or execution.

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magmawrites · 7 years

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Her Intellectual Curiosity is Aroused

The Times They Remembered Pidge Was a Girl

Summary: The stuff you have to deal with while being a girl doesn't change just because you're up in space. At least you have four guys, five lions, and two aliens on your side. One-Shot Collection. (Pidge centric. Female pronouns for Pidge. Just an exploration of situations Pidge can find herself in. Family dynamics ftw.)

One-Shot 2: Her Intellectual Curiosity Is Aroused

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Okay, so if there was anyone they expected to get a crush on some random alien they met on another planet it would be Lance. It happened before. Plenty of times.

No one expected it to be Pidge.

And no one expected her to act the way she did.

"Pidge, cut it out," Shiro said, carefully pushing her away as she peeked around his legs.

"Cut what out?" the green paladin mumbled as she stared off at a small crowd in the distance, a hint of red across peppered across the bridge of her nose.

"Stop staring at- at the…"

"He's beautiful," she sighed, almost melting beside him.

"He has an antenna," Hunk stated, nodding approvingly.

"And mechanical parts," Keith listed.

"Nothing wrong with that," Hunk said, knocking his fist against Shiro's right arm.

"Is it a he though?" Shiro wondered, cocking his head and squinting at the antenna. He glanced back at his fellow paladins and realized Lance looked strange. Like he was constipated. Or holding back… "Hard to tell with aliens."

"Who cares," Pidge said nonchalantly, still partially hidden behind Shiro. "Did you see the way he fought off those-"

"PIDGE HAS A CRUSH!" Lance finally exploded cheerfully, practically yanking her from Shiro's legs. He hooked his hands under her arms and spun her around a few times, shouting with glee. "Pidge- my little protégé, my pupil, my ward-"

"Please stop," Pidge said, pushing her hands against his face in an attempt to clear some of her personal space as soon as he put her down.

"Let me help you in the ways of relationships-"

"No thanks-"

Suddenly all five of their intercoms beeped to life. "What's the hold up?" Coran spoke in their ears. "Have you helped the target?"

"Pidge has a crush," Lance responded immediately, cutting off anything Shiro had opened his mouth to say.

"Pidge what?" Coran asked, confusion evident in his voice. "Pidge is crushed?"

"Do you need backup?" Allura's voice chimed to life. "Is she alright?"

"Not that kind of crush," Lance answered, gesturing to the rest of his friends for help. They all resolutely ignored him; there faces clearly saying, you said it. You explain. "Uh…"

"I do not," Pidge said with a huff.

"Oh quiznak. Good. Number Five, you're okay!" Coran praised.

"She'll be better than okay in a tic," Hunk said, grinning as the snow cloud colored, humanoid alien neared them, raising his 3 fingered hand in greeting.

"Wozblay," Pidge cursed quietly to herself, quickly attempting to flatten her hair and pull at the tangles she got from an unrelated fight.

Shiro watched her with an amused expression. "I've never seen you act like this Pidge." When she glared at him he held up his hands defensively, chuckling. "Not that it's a bad thing."

"Hello," the periwinkle alien stopped before them, flanked by crudely armored creatures. "My name is T'Agog. We welcome you to our planetoid. I'd like to apologize for the recent firefight you witnessed as you landed."

"Who were flying those ships?" Shiro questioned, feeling Pidge shift beside him.

T'Agog frowned, staring off the way the ships and people retreated after their recent battle. "They are our kind. But we are trying to protect those who live with us past those cliffs," he said, indicating to where his own crew headed back. "Aliens come from all over and seek refuge with us."

"That's so nice of you to do," Pidge said, staring up at the stranger adoringly. The alien was tall in stature. Tall enough for her but nowhere near the hulking height of Hunk and just barely a competition for Keith.

"Thank you," he replied, nodding at her. "You are all Paladins, yes? If it was possible for you to help us defend against those pests we would be very pleased."

"Of course, we'll do whatever we can," Shiro nodded, holding out his hand to shake.

T'Agog smiled, as he glanced around at the crew. His eyes fell on Pidge. "Is he okay?" Pidge's face fell and the blush that had been a constant presence on her cheeks since the alien arrived flamed up even brighter. "He looks red. Are you sick? Perhaps we can assist you. We have some excellent healers back in the caves-"

Lance snorted beside Pidge and she quickly elbowed him in the stomach. Through pain he held up a finger to T'Agog. "She is fine," he said. "Me on the other hand…"

"Oh, my apologies," T'Agog said, bowing deeply but maintaining eye contact with the smallest of the group. "You are female. I should have known from your size."

Pidge puffed up at this. "I am not small."

T'Agog looked taken aback. He chortled. "You have a fire in you. It's impressive. I meant no harm by it. It may be because of the armor you all are wearing. It's quite similar. But also, although humans are well known across the universe not many get the pleasure of coming into contact with them. I hope I haven't offended you."

Pidge shook her head. "Why are humans famous?"

T'Agog smiled. "Mostly because we're surprised they have lasted so long. Now sapient creatures tend to be self-destructive. Unknowingly of course. Either we suspected they would destroy their own planet or they would destroy each other. And yet they find a way to thrive. You all are fascinating creatures and I'm glad to have gotten to meet you."

"I'm glad to have gotten to meet you too," she whispered, more to herself than anyone else.

"Should we leave you alone, Pidge?" Lance asked slyly, snickering into his hand.

The green Paladin looked like she was going to pounce on her blue friend before Shiro quickly grabbed her by the collar of her suit.

"Let us know if there's anything we can do for you," Shiro said, holding a struggling Pidge in one arm as Lance danced away gleefully, hiding behind Keith who stood to the side, eyes narrowed at the natives before him.

"Actually, perhaps one of you Paladins could stay behind for a while. Just in case those rogues attack again. That way they could alert the rest of you sooner," T'Agog said. "I assume you are in constant communication with those helmets you carry."

Shiro looked hesitant at first and realized that Pidge had stopped her struggling and was gazing up at him longingly. He sighed. "Any one in particular?" he asked, almost sarcastically, addressing T'Agog.

The alien chuckled. "The girl will do. She seems quite keen on examining my electronic parts."

"I'm sure she's interested in examining some other parts too," Lance whispered.

"I'm going to kill you!" Pidge shouted as she resumed her struggling. "Shiro, let go!"

"And she seems quite capable," T'Agog continued, ignoring the implication. "If need arise I think she'd do well fighting along side us."

Shiro nodded. "She's strong. But can you give us a few minutes alone?" T'Agog bowed and moved away as Shiro turned to his team. "I don't like us separating," he said lowly.

"I don't like it either," Hunk spoke up. "I mean I'm all for teasing Pidge-"

"-Hey!"

"-But something about this situation is making me feel antsy," Hunk continued. "Some feeling in my gut."

"We can't trust your gut," Pidge said, frowning. "Your gut likes to betray us. Your gut has temper tantrums and throws up all over our equipment."

"Stop making fun of my gut," Hunk said, rubbing his belly. "It's sensitive."

"That's the problem!" Pidge said, laughing before giving the yellow Paladin a friendly punch on the shoulder.

"Jokes aside, I agree with Hunk," Keith said, glancing over at T'Agog and his men from the corner of his eyes. "I don't trust them."

"You don't trust anyone," Lance said, crossing his arms.

"Also true," Keith said with a brief nod. "But seriously. I don't like the way he looked at Pidge."

"Aw, Keith, you do care," Pidge teased bumping her shoulder against his side.

"Mm, that's true," Lance said, thinking. " He said, 'the girl will do.' I mean how creepy is that?"

"He probably didn't mean anything weird about it," Pidge said rolling her eyes.

"Pidge please," Lance baited, covering her face in his hand and pushing her aside. "This is guy talk."

"Puh-lease!" Pidge snorted, grabbing at his wrist. "I could beat you guys on the training deck any day!"

The guys were silent for a second, thinking, as she glared them down.

"No denying that," Shiro finally spoke, a grin on his face. "Just be careful and contact us when you can."

"Understood," Pidge said, straightening her back and instantly becoming serious. She resisted the urge to salute. Honestly, sometimes Shiro brought that type of behavior out of them. Born leader? Honest truth.

"Seriously though, Pidge, be careful," Hunk said, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Not all guys are as nice as me."

Pidge laughed. "Got that right."

Shiro cleared his throat, pulling at the collar of his suit, red dusting the bridge of his nose. "Did…did well Matt or your parents talk to you about boys? Or girls? Whatever. But did they…uh-"

"Oh quiznak," Pidge said, her face going red as well. "Shiro, stop. It's not like that. Holy crow. I just want to examine his parts-"

"Which parts?" Lance started again, snickering.

Pidge took a couple threatening steps towards the blue Paladin. "I swear, Lance, I'm going to-"

"Sorry to interrupt," T'Agog spoke loudly from the side. All Paladins turned to face him. Pidge stopped her struggling as Hunk held her back. Keith stared at the stranger, distrust evident on his face. Shiro's face gave away nothing and Lance took in the rest of the aliens, trying to deduce their intentions. "We should probably head out soon. We have wounded we need to tend to."

Shiro nodded as Hunk released Pidge. "Understood," the leader said. He turned to the green Paladin, squeezing her shoulder. "Keep in contact."

She nodded, tapping at her helmet. They'll always be in each others ears if necessary.

They watched her go, fawning over the taller alien, asking all sorts of questions about his armor and mechanical bits.

"I can practically see the hearts shooting off her," Lance said, nodding as if in deep thought.

"I don't trust them," Keith repeated, arms crossed.

Lance sighed. "I might actually agree with Mullet."

"At least she gets to check out more alien tech," Hunk said. "How long are we staying?" He didn't say it but they all understood what he was really asking. How long do we have to leave her alone here?

"We have to learn more about this opposing group," Shiro answered. "See what we can do to help. There have been abductions and we have to put a stop to it."

"I think our little Pidge is in love," Lance continued, pausing as he came to a realization. His face fell suddenly. "Wait a second, who would have thought Pidge would find someone before me?"

Four hands went into the air.

(Hunk raised both his hands).

Authors Note:

It's a joke, of course lol.

Next chapter may or may not be a continuation of this. There will be a continuation of this one I just don't know when because my mind has been really interested in potential Allura and Pidge interactions.

Again, feel free to share ideas! I can only think of so much lol. I got two more chapters in mind but I'm honestly running out. What situations are "uniquely" (a term I'm using very loosely) for girls? Help a girl out! Lol

Okay! Until next time.

-Magma

#voltron #vld #pidge #vld fanfic #pidge has a crush + protective teammates? yessir #voltron legendary defender #magma writes #my writing #voltron fanfic #hunk #shiro #keith #lance #allura #coran #space family #the times they remembered pidge was a girl #magma speaks #will be posting next chapter in a little while

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abodynamicslife · 7 years

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This is in direct response to the Werewolf Vodka music video post I did.

I could NOT STOP LAUGHING reading the questions from this one review/reaction blogger, and I think they actually tie in really well with questions one might come across in werewolf-related fandoms, fanfictions, and fanverses. I thought about them a lot in terms of the Teen Wolf fandom, specifically.

If you were a fancy werewolf, what would you drink?

Why is Three Olives’ big commercial campaign about a fancy vodka-drinking werewolf? Is Three Olives trying to market themselves as vodka for werewolves? Isn’t that kind of a specific demo? Or are these supposed to be aspirational, like “Drink Three Olives vodka, like a fancy werewolf!”

Do all werewolves drink vodka? Like, is that a thing I’m just not aware of? Do you think sometimes when werewolves go on vacation they kick back and order a mai tai or something? If you were at a Sandals and saw a werewolf sitting by the pool drinking a fruit-filled cocktail with an umbrella in it, what would you do? Freak out a little bit, right?

If you were a fancy werewolf, what would you drink?

Do you think werewolves ever order a Bloody Mary at brunch and then hope someone says, “A little hair of the dog this morning?” so they can wink at their werewolf friends at say, “Something like that”?

Do werewolves have senses of humor?

Seeing as how I'm a fan of the Teen Wolf fandom (not the show itself, just everything around it), I love the Alt-Universe idea of there being Known Werewolves, with marketing geared towards their lifestyles that run parallel to those with human demographics.

Werewolves are perfectly able to live their lives like regular humans, but there are certain things that distinctly set them apart -- control of their shift, increased senses, longer lifespans, immunity/susceptibility to diseases, ABO mating cycles, and to stay on topic, their tolerance for alcohol and what can and cannot get them drunk or induce a high. (See the Wolfsbane tag for more.)

Crazed werewolf-humpers?

Did this lady get all dressed up to go to an upscale downstairs nightclub and drink martinis by herself? Did she see his teeth turn to fangs for a second there? She definitely saw his eyes go creepy werewolf yellow, right?

If you were an attractive, well-dressed woman, and a man walked up to you with a martini moments after his teeth briefly turned into fangs and his eyes did a werewolf thing, what would you do? Show a little more trepidation about it than this lady, right? What kind of crazed werewolf-humping alcoholic is she? Has she always wanted to sleep with a werewolf?

I’m all for werewolf-human relationships. In the True Blood universe, people who willingly and eagerly slept around with vampires were pejoratively called “Fang-Bangers”. I don’t see why the slur wouldn't be just as relevant in werewolf universes, especially if there is a high enough population of speciesist anti-Werewolf humans or even anti-human werewolf purists who look down on humans who sleep with werewolves, or werewolves who sleep with humans.

Is sleeping with a werewolf technically considered bestiality?

Is sleeping with a werewolf technically considered bestiality? Or does it depend on what form the werewolf is in at the time?

Like, if you can prove to a judge that the werewolf was in human form — or maybe 51 percent human — when you slept together, should that exonerate you? How great would it be if this was a Supreme Court case?

What if you flipped on the TV one night and Anderson Cooper was like “In a groundbreaking decision, the Supreme Court has ruled that humans MAY have intercourse with werewolves as long as the werewolves are more than 50 percent human at the time?”

The Beta Shift is apparently the half mark when one “wolfs out,” and it's pretty rare for a were to achieve a full shift and become the actual animal.

I have read a good number of Sterek fics where Stiles pretty much needed to assure Derek that he was fine with the wolf letting go and going into his Beta Shift while they slept together. I thought it was interesting, as I’d assume sex would be the one time where werewolves would definitely be shifting, no questions necessary, since the baser instincts and full intimacy of sex lets people finally be themselves with one another. Maintaining that much control to resist the shift on top of trying not to pop a knot or come too soon is really impressive.

But I suppose this is where the question of “Is it safe to sleep with werewolves“ comes in. The claws and fangs and extra strength would of course need to reigned in a bit, so what happens if you try to bite your human and accidentally puncture an artery or something? Is it fair to ask a werewolf to hold back at all? But is that not in turn accusing/assuming that werewolves can’t control themselves, in bed or otherwise?....

#NotAllWerewolves are Dogs

Wait a second, what happened to the ladies from the other commercials? Is this guy just bombing around London picking up new women every night?

Do you think the other women are running around town telling their friends not to sleep with werewolves because they’ll never call you again? Are other werewolves out there doing the whole #NotAllWerewolves thing when they hear people trashing them because of werewolves like this one?

If “werewolves mate for life” or “werewolves only ever have one mate,” then we haven’t really seen evidence of that adage on Teen Wolf, not with the way these characters seem to be constantly falling into each others’ beds.

Lydia might prove the saying right, though it can’t really be tested, seeing as how Jackson effed off to whereverville and Aiden’s gone, though they both seemed to have genuine feelings for her, especially Jackson.

At the same time, however, Derek proves the saying wrong, since he barely took the time to REALLY get to know his ladies before they were screwing him over, and he kept falling for the same trick over and over. Either he has terrible taste in women, or his mate is literally one who can run circles around him. But the one girl he wanted to be with who didn’t put up with his nonsense rejected the bite and died. But maybe that was Ennis’ fault since she’s not compatible with his bite, but might have been compatible with Derek’s bite of he had been an Alpha back then and bit her instead? IDK.

Fashion!Wolf

Speaking of this guy, don’t you think it’s a little risky for him to be out and about in expensive-looking clothes during a full moon?

Wouldn’t they all just get shredded when he fully changes over, kinda like the Hulk’s do? Wouldn’t it be smarter for werewolves to wear baggier, stretchy clothes when they go out at night, so they don’t end up spending a fortune continuously replacing their wardrobe? Or is this guy just rich enough that it doesn’t matter to him? What do you think he does for a living? Probably works at a hedge fund or something, right?

Do you think he has a personal tailor who’s just flabbergasted about the number of suits he goes through? Or does he order them in bulk from Men’s Wearhouse or something? Would it surprise you if you found out werewolves all over the world were ordering large quantities of cheap suits from Men’s Wearhouse because they kept ripping through them while trying to pick up women using martinis made with mid-level vodka? Wouldn’t surprise me at all.

I get the feeling Stiles Stilinski wrote half of these questions.

I love the fics where werewolves live in houses with mud rooms, so that they can quickly and cleanly get in and out of clothes after running through the woods. And fics where werewolves do indeed keep spare clothes lying about that they can afford to get ruined, should they need to make an impromptu shift. Actually, my favorite fanfic ever, Hung the Moon, did both. ^_^

But this is all under the assumption that werewolves are any bigger or smaller when they shift. Teen Wolf’s Beta Shift hardly changes more than the face and body hair. Their clothes get ripped because of fighting, not because they’re Hulking out of their shirts. And the few that turn into full wolves seem to slip right out of their clothes, since no one other than Peter turns into the kind of wolfman one normally finds in werewolf shows (more’s the pity). So who knows, really.

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