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altschmerzes · 5 months
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So, i just saw a post that showed a young Phil Dunster (buddyjuststop/729422574417854464/ok-but-consider-vvv-this-is-phil-dunster-when-he) and it got me thinking of your baby jamie au and how you perceive him. What hair styles doe he have, is he still walnut mist? Does he keep it natural, is it short? Does he have head bands?What does he wear? Obvsly,He's not flashy like canon, is he low key teen angst? Does he secretly have a roy shirt? I need your views please.
YEAH IVE SEEN THAT PICTURE it breaks my brain a little bit bc that'd be about ~3-ish years older than jamie is when wriggle up on dry land starts. i had a similar brain-breaking experience when my little cousin's family was in town with his soccer team of 15 year olds and i was sitting there watching them play periodically being struck by like 'oh my gd they're jamie's age in the baby jamie au..... this is nuts'
this is such a fascinating question thank you!! it's interesting bc i often don't like. picture characters much, i skew pretty hard into aphantasia. i can't like. i do not have Images in my head generally. i CAN conjure images but they're extremely brief, often vague, change without my intention, and are very hard to hang onto, even when i'm actively gripping them in both hands. so it's often difficult for me to describe things, or remember to describe things. it's something i've been working on! every bit of visual description in my writing is there bc i worked very hard to make sure there was some there.
THAT SAID. i do have thoughts on this. i think his hair at the moment is its natural colour and about the length it is in season 1! he doesn't do much with it yet, at least not most days, though he's picky about how it looks. a lot of his style is very muted and subdued, the way we saw it get when he went back to manchester - a lot of black and grey and white. this is impacted both by the fact that he lives at home with his father and isn't really in a situation where he can express himself in his personal presentation, and because he's got extremely limited spending money. given that he wears a uniform to school and has a work jacket he wears at work, he doesn't often have a lot of say in what he wears either. lot of hoodies, outside of work and school. Typical Teen Garb.
(he has a tendency towards borrowing things from his kidgang friends. they made fun of him for it a bit at first and then noticed he immediately stopped doing it, and that felt weird and a bit sad, so they simply don't bring it up now. slowly, he started doing it again, and now like. a quarter of his regularly worn shirts and jackets are things that don't actually belong to him.)
one of the main points of individuality and personality he has in the way he dresses and presents himself is his shoes. he's got battered old converse style sneakers that he loves and has doodled all over the rubber strip of - stars, as mentioned in his intro in the fic. and he has brightly coloured shoelaces that he replaces whenever he finds new ones he likes. they're bright neon yellow now. jamie also doesn't have his ears pierced yet. This Will Be A Plot Point In The Future.
(he 1000% secretly has a roy shirt. probably more than one. he's hidden it away somewhere but he won't get rid of it. he chooses not to think too hard about it.)
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aesrot · 1 year
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🧸🪀🔔 for any character you fucking want. go wild my dearest <3
sorry for taking so long, tumblr deleted everything i wrote and i had to write it again :') also since you gave me the liberty to choose, i made two of these about riptide and one about bitb! heads up for spoilers, specially in the last one.
🧸hurt/comfort headcanon
since jay and gillion are so emotionally fucked up and traumatised, they have a reeeeally hard time figuring out their feelings and talking about them. talk through it is not something they understand. they are used to action and violence, not emotional support.
chip, on the other hand, had a better childhood (at least for as long as it lasted w the black rose pirates), he had people to talk to him when he was upset and who were there for him when he needed support. obviously he's still pretty fucked up bc of his own traumas, but i believe he's the one who's most likely to actually process his own feelings in a healthier way than the other two.
so, its slow and it doesnt always end well, but he tries his best to be patient and to show the others that they can be vulnerable around him. that he will listen to them, that they dont have to suppress it all, that they dont have to suck it up and deal with everything by themselves anymore. its not easy, but they're slowly opening up and healing.
🪀silly headcanon
not sure if silly or angsty, and i said this b4 i think, but i believe timothy rand knows how to bake. his only reason for learning that is because he wants to make edibles (or thats what he tells himself). so he'd often hang out in the kitchen with his mom to watch or maybe even help her cook when his dad wasnt around. but deep down thats a way for him to bond with his mom, because he doesnt know how else to approach her.
so, the silly part is that although rolan is the canon malewife and does all the cooking, he lets rand help him sometimes. rand, ofc, tries to sprinkle some weed in their food when rolan isnt looking, and even tries to create his own recipes with kians help (well, help is a strong word), which may or not go terribly wrong and end up w rolan scolding them and making them clean the entire kitchen.
🔔unpopular opinion
idk about unpopular, but i believe there's a chance niklaus isnt a villain. i know i was brainstorming with bee earlier (which btw she has some pretty fucking cool ideas, everyone should check it out), but hear me out.
ik niklaus has everything to be the bad guy: he knows everything, he's too powerful, keeps making shady deals, and his name is followed by dread. hell, he fits perfectly in the stereotype of 'villain wants powerful thing that he cant get it by himself, so he manipulates everyone to get it for him'.
BUT we know too little. theres some information there that we dont know yet, that we're missing. he could very much make a deal with the other bad and powerful guys (aka the navy or the elders or god knows who else is out there) but he's sticking to the people who are against those guys. idk, something about the deals he makes sound kinda desperate for me. obvsly he's too composed to show that when he talks, but i sense there's something that makes him worried, anxious, so he's always ready to intervene if the situation goes out of hand. and the whole thing with arlin? sus af imo.
maybe he is the bad guy. or maybe he has the knowledge of some greater thing thats still beyond our (and the crew) comprehension. so he can sense what things are leading up to and is pulling some strings to shift their destiny to do or avoid something specific. but we'll have to wait and see
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quecksilvereyes · 2 years
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You know, your Marvel rant put into sharp perspective that the two superhero movies I’ve actually loved over the last several years are Into The Spider-Verse and The Batman.
Now granted, I don’t feel as strongly about as the MCU as most. Hell, a die hard hater may say I’m too charitable. I’m of a take-em’-or-leave-em’-as-they-are mentality. I can see the throughlines of a character as they bounce amid writers, I can appreciate that they are generally consistent quantity wise, and I think in general audiences would be better off if they accepted that they can’t always be “in on the joke” and were more willing to roll with what they were being shown without being told, even if seemingly inexplicable.
However, as much as I can enjoy them, I think sometime in…Phase 2? The MCU got gradually more and more homogeneous on all fronts, to recreate early successes. Cinematography, writing, storytelling…everything got gradually more quippy, more CGI, more plot-centric, more made with mass production in mind. As a consequence, the movies feel less distinct. Less made with an original artistic vision and more with the intent of a craftsmen recreation. While craftsmanship should be deeply respected, what separates craft from art is that craft is about skillfully recreating an already established design, where as art is about exploring original concepts and designs and creating something distinctly different each time.
That many people are either tired or discontent with the MCU likely stems from the tension of not only seeing the same designs repeated over and over again, but the designs applied to characters and stories that have difficulty fitting the mold. Black Widow was an alright movie IMO, but it would have been better if it had more in common with James Bond and other spy movies than the Avengers.
for me it just screams cash grab, laziness and a conplete disdain for their audience because i think theyre aware how many people go watch their movies simply because it's marvel and no matter the quality there's a big amount of people who will still spend money on it and thats ultimately and very transparently all they care about.
if you refuse to engage set designers, costume designers or even giving your actors a comprehensible skript that they can use and then make use of sfx artists who you crunch to death it's. very blatant where your priorities lie.
for me its that mixed with the bigotry that makes me want to pull my hair out. and the wider impact the mindset of many marvel fans who barely consume anything else has had not just on media consumption but also media production. obvsly this is most blatant with disney - i remember the beauty and the beast remake where they tried to fix a plot hole that needed no explanation and wasn't even a plot hole. you can't explain everything, some things need to be shown and that is something that seems to be very hard to understand for people who are very used to the mcu approach to plot and exposition.
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twoidiotwriters1 · 3 years
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June, 1976 (WITT One-Shot)
A/N: If you want to remain in the taglist pls interact with this one-shot even if you haven’t read book 4-5 yet. A like or a comment is fine, the people who don’t want to continue reading obvsly do not interact and I’ll delete from the taglist :) -Danny
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Emily was tired, but she'd spent all day overthinking and she was done, it was time to grow up.
She could hear Lily Evans' voice ushering Severus Snape away, he'd been coming around for several hours during the day trying to apologize, but he'd finally crossed a line.
"It's not your fault, you know?"
Matthew's voice caught her attention, he'd stopped at the foot of the stairs, one hand propped on the wall.
"Snape and Evans have been fighting for months now, I think it's because of what he's been doing with the Slytherins... you know, the cult stuff."
Emily averted her gaze to the fireplace.
"I know..."
Matthew hesitated, he'd promised himself that he wouldn't go back to being Emily's therapist, but something was different this time, it wasn't her usual kind of sulking.
"Are you okay?"
She looked at him over her shoulder and frowned.
"I'm not the one who got called 'mudblood' by a close friend."
"No, you weren't," He admitted. "Which is why it's so strange to see you all sad."
"I'm not sad."
"Is this about James?"
He didn't want to know, but alas, he'd asked.
"No," She made a face. "I don't think I care about him that way anymore."
"It's easier said than done," Matthew crossed his arms, his shoulder now leaning on the archway of the stairs.
"What do you want, Ruddy?" Emily groaned.
"I don't want anything from you," The boy replied. "But I have the feeling that you need to talk."
"I do," She said. "Not with you, though."
Matt nodded, he sighed.
"Good luck, then, have a good night."
"'Night."
Emily watched him disappear up the stairs, she didn't know why, but the memory of his burning gaze before he kissed her came back then, his intense determination as he held her closer... That moment Emily had found herself unable to move away, to say no. She wished she had his courage to just do stuff even when he was intimidated by them, she needed that kind of bravery tonight.
Lily Evans entered the tower two minutes later, Emily stood up abruptly and the redhead came to a halt.
For a moment none of them spoke, then Lily's face showed tons of fatigue.
"What now? Is it your turn to call me a stuck-up bore because I didn't agree to go out with Potter?"
Emily shifted her weight from one foot to the other.
"Can we talk?" She asked shyly. "I promise it's not a trick... I'm sorry."
Emily's behaviour towards her was usually hostile, tonight her voice was gentle, and even a little afraid.
"You're sorry?"
"I don't expect you to believe me," Emily continued, lowering her gaze. "I know you and Snape were close — I don't understand how can you like him... listen I suck at apologies, can't you just say it's alright so we can go to bed?"
Lily crossed her arms, standing straighter.
"No, I think I want you to try harder."
Emily groaned, she sat down heavily and started to think her words carefully, Lily inched closer.
"Boys can be cruel when they're not thinking — Anyone, really... I've been brutal myself — Matthew and I almost stopped being friends a few months ago, because I don't like talking about my feelings," She laughed dryly. "I don't know what is it about today that it just... I don't want to be a tormentor my whole life, let alone to someone who is... tolerable. I'm sorry for making your life a living hell these past few years."
Lily sat down, although she kept the seat between them empty to keep some distance.
"You didn't make my life a living hell," She replied. "I... can admit you're a bit clever... even likeable — that last match when you threw Lewis a bludger after he called you a midget... it was kind of funny."
"The boys walked me everywhere that week, they thought Ernest was going to try and get back at me," Emily bit her lip, but she was now smiling. "I mean, I lived in fear for days! Thinking he would spike my drink at some point with poison or something... Until Matthew cornered him outside D.A.D.A. class one day, poor Lewis... he looked so small in comparison..."
"Anyone looks small next to Matthew, he's a giant," Lily grinned. "Well, if it's any consolation, I was planning on murdering you in a much classier manner than poison, but since you've apologized, I guess I won't have to kill you after all."
Emily snorted, her eyes lingered on Lily, who looked like she'd been crying for most of the day, and yet still had enough energy to sit down and talk with the girl she'd detested for the last four years.
"Why are you being nice?" She asked in annoyance. "I mean I'm glad you're kind of accepting my apology, but I thought you'd be a bit colder, walking away before I could even finish..."
"What kind of person do you think I am?" Lily raised a brow, with the orange light coming from the fireplace her green eyes looked far more intense than usual. "If I'm honest, you should thank Remus... he's tried to convince me that you lot are far better than you look..."
Emily sighed, when she was young she'd do mischief for fun, but now that she was older, and considering all the weird stuff that was happening outside the school, she was starting to think that maybe her group of friends were indeed changing for the best.
"I'm going to be honest with you too, Evans," The girl took a deep breath. "Being the only girl in my friend group is turning out to be pure torture. I'm in desperate need of a girlfriend."
Lily's mouth twitched a bit, but she didn't laugh.
"What makes you think I want to be your friend?"
"Oh, I don't think you want to," She raised a brow. "But maybe if we're on good terms I'd be able to ask you for a tampon without having to swallow my pride first."
Lily did laugh at this, she shook her head. "Holy Merlin, Sultens, you're loopy."
"You would be too if you were seated next to Sirius every day!" She paused. "So... are you willing to make peace?"
Lily examined her carefully, four long years of quarrels sat between them, but a lifetime of friendship could be ahead if Emily was truly sorry. She was a nice girl, and really smart too, she was annoying only when she was taunting Severus, and he was no longer her friend.
Lily stretched out her hand.
"Very well, but if you go back the deal is over and we'll be less than strangers, understood?"
"Sure."
She retreated her hand before Emily could grab it.
"Hang on — this is not Potter's idea, right? You're not trying to be my friend just so I date him later?"
"Lily, if anything I hope you and James never date," Emily snickered. "Nothing personal, you're just way too good for him."
"...Alright."
They shook hands, she'd meant what she said about it not being personal. James was a boy, a very silly one at that, and even though they were really close friends, Emily was no longer a blind supporter of his doings.
Funnily enough, this seemed to be related to Matthew, she couldn't stop thinking about that kiss! Merlin, he was a good kisser...
She shook the thought away, now was not the time for nonsense.
"I'm very honoured to be your acquaintance, Evans," Emily grinned.
"Call me Lily. Only Professors call me Evans... and Potter, but you know I hate that."
"Got it, Lils."
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July 1996
"...I don't think this is right," Mel tilted her head. "Brownies are mean to be brown... not pitch-black."
"You burned them," Harry was standing behind them with his arms crossed, clearly upset.
"How could you burn them, Erick? They were in there for five minutes!"
"Are you sure..." Erick stabbed the mixture with a knife and made a face. "Ugh — they're still liquid in the middle!"
"How the fuck did you do this?"
"I thought it would work just the same if I doubled the heat and put less time," Erick sulked. "Ovens are weird."
"This is why we told you to stay out of it," Harry replied. "You don't know how muggle stuff work."
"I do know!"
"Then why did you burn the brownies?"
"Don't fight," Mel intervened, grabbing the platter and throwing its contents away. "Oh well, at least we ruined my birthday cake and not someone else's..."
"That's not okay," Harry frowned. "You should have a proper cake."
Mel looked at him and grinned. "I'll eat yours, then."
"How's everything going in here?" Emily walked in, behind her Lupin followed.
"Uncle Lu!" Mel rushed over to his side and hugged him, the man chuckled. "You came!"
"Well, hadn't been around for your birthday in a long time, I thought you'd like it," He said, lovingly patting her back.
"I do," She beamed. "We kind of ruined the cake, though, so we should buy doughnuts or something."
"It's a good thing I brought this, then," Lupin lifted his bag and placed it on the table, inside there was a beautifully adorned red velvet cake.
"You just saved my birthday!"
Harry and Erick shared a moody expression and grumbled complaints, Lupin laughed.
"The kids insisted on doing the cakes this year," Emily explained. "I told them it was not an easy job, but they insisted."
"Mel and I have done this before, Erick was the one who wanted to be in charge when he can't even make tea without magic," Harry glared at him.
"Muggles stuff are too complicated, alright?" He huffed.
"I don't mind," Mel said without paying attention to them, she was still beyond happy with her uncle's presence. "I wanted to give my mum a break, Leggie's been a bit hard to handle lately..."
"Is he?" Lupin looked at the little boy Emily was holding. "Is he ill?"
"No, he just cries a lot," The woman sighed. "Wakes us up every night."
"I thought that forcing my mother to bake when she's clearly too tired to be doing anything apart from feeding a baby was a crime," Mel stated. "So I took care of it."
"Then Flint messed it up," Harry taunted.
"And then you fixed it, Uncle Moony," The girl smiled. "So there's no harm done, right boys?"
She looked over her shoulder, raising a brow as if urging them to stop bickering before they embarrassed her in front of Lupin. Both mumbled their agreement, not quite meeting her eyes.
"Lovely," Mel looked back at the adults. "Who wants lunch?"
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Mel and Erick were in the kitchen talking in hurried whispers, she appeared to be upset, the young man too. Emily and Remus were in the drawing-room, Harry was upstairs changing Reg's diaper.
"Do you know why they're arguing?" Remus asked, staring at the pair.
"Dumbledore came by this morning before breakfast," Emily sighed, leaning her head back on the couch. "Talked about this mission he had for Erick — you know how eager to help that boy is... so of course the old man came and put his offer on a silver platter, and Mel won't let Erick go on his own, so being the generous soul Dumbledore is," She said sarcastically, "He said she could go too if she wanted to."
"Really?" Remus frowned. "Well... he's been giving her lessons for years, Mily, perhaps he knows she can handle it."
"I don't care," She said bluntly. "That's my daughter, my daughter. Matt's daughter. How can he continue to risk my family's life like it's nothing?"
"You know Matthew did all he that because he wanted to, Dumbledore had nothing to do with his decisions."
"I know," Emily took a deep breath. "But he's got a lot to do with Mel's... she idolizes him."
"You think so?" The man looked over his shoulder again, staring at his goddaughter.
"I don't see why else she'd be so keen to follow his orders..."
"Maybe because she feels guilty?" Remus offered. "After what happened in the ministry..."
Emily pressed her lips together, she didn't want to talk about that.
"That's not her fault and she knows it. I told her it wasn't."
"You weren't there," He said gravely. "She went out of control. I had never seen anything like it, her magic was dark— I mean that literally. All the spells she did came out pitch-black. Dumbledore was the only one who could put a stop to it."
Emily's eyes grew worried, she looked over her shoulder as well and her gaze landed on Mel.
"You think it could be the same thing that Ariana Dumbledore had? That disease?"
"No one knows what happened to her," Remus said. "Not even Matthew knew, and he was part of the family... but it could be. Maybe Dumbledore knows something we don't, maybe this will help her... perhaps she needs this."
Emily stayed silent for a moment, then she groaned.
"I hate that we're always meant to trust him blindly."
"He's lived a hundred years, he might be wiser than all of us, don't you think?"
The woman scoffed, she looked ahead, deep in thought.
"A hundred years... Matthew couldn't even make it to twenty-one! James and Lily barely did... Sirius spent twelve years in Azkaban — But at least we all knew how the war looked like then, Remus. We fought for years... my daughter just turned sixteen, she still goes to school!"
"And yet she's already done her fair amount of fighting," The man raised a brow. "We didn't have the experiences she's gone through when we were her age. I stand with Dumbledore, she can do this."
"I'm not saying she can't," Emily grabbed the empty plates to take them to the kitchen. "I'm saying she shouldn't have to sacrifice her youth. Dumbledore asks for too much, I'm sure he's got someone else that could help him with the mission, but he's obsessed with making Mel his perfect copy."
Remus didn't try to argue back, little could convince Emily at this point, she'd never been a fan of Dumbledore, and after Matt's death it was no secret that she openly disliked him, but she still followed his orders, because she knew Dumbledore was the only chance they had to win this war.
Mel and Erick entered the room, neither of them angry, which made Remus think they had reached an agreement.
"I should leave," The man stood up. "Leon's been quiet, maybe Harry managed to make him sleep."
"Or maybe he's just playing with him," Emily stood up as well. "Really, I never thought Harry would get so attached to a baby..."
"I'll miss you, Uncle Lu, I hope to see you soon," Mel said, her eyes avoiding to look into Erick's direction.
"Me too, little Em," Remus hugged her tightly, he whispered in her ear. "Be good to your mother, alright?"
Mel looked at him with confusion, but she nodded anyway.
"So?" Emily crossed her arms. "What are you going to do?"
The young witch stared at her mother, Remus knew that expression. It was true and very strange, how she could have her dad's gaze even though her eyes were exactly like her mother's, but he knew that look, he'd seen it in Matt the last time they had spoken. Mel was done being a kid.
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callmepippin · 3 years
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ok so i was tagged by the lovely @lexiklecksi for the 11/11/11 tag, the rules are: answer the 11 questions she asked me, make up my own 11 questions and then tag 11 ppl to answer those (so if you want you can skip to the questions at the bottom lmao). however as a fair warning: this got Way too long probably bc im rambly today. i tried to limit the stream of consciousness but….
1. current musical obsession: Frank Ocean and related sort of neo-r&b stuff - while writing this im also discovering Childish Gambino’s “Awaken, My Love!” (and also the song Golden Brown, but not bc im listening to it but bc im learning it on both guitar and piano)
2. 3 things i always take with me:
- wallet (or at least my id)
- phone (&earphones)
- cigarettes&lighter
3. what (or who) i miss most in lockdown: i dont rly remember? im so used to the situation by now that i kind of forget to miss what i did when things were “normal”... but i guess going to bars w/ friends, and just being able to go shopping when i need smth
4. pick: either only read 1 book or only read books picked by someone else: i wouldn’t be able to only read one book for the rest of my life! so definitely the second option (esp if i can pick the person who picks the books)
5. why i found your blog/followed you and if i intend to stay: uhh you followed me and when i checked your blog i liked the vibe i guess? also you were v nice in the tags of my music stuff! also ya i like it here, so im staying for a while
6. when and why did i last cry: i genuinely dont know for sure.. the last time i specifically remember crying was my granddad’s funeral, which is three yrs ago this month, but i do know ive cried once or twice since then, i just dont remember for sure when and why.
wait i do remember, i think the last time was when i saw Richard Says Goodbye (live music and movies or books are basically the only reason i rly cry, im not an emotional crier, dont know why).
7. who holds the key to my heart: my partner of five (and a bit) years, whom i love Very Much! (although ofc my heart is not locked, i have so much love to give, just romantically i am very much taken)
8, pick one: star wars/star trek, dobby/gollum, white/black magic, flying/teleportation, time travel: past/future?
- Star Wars
- Gollum (even though i have read hp but still havent read lotr, ive read the hobbit like 4 times tho)
- i think the hard dichotomy btwn white/black magic or like light/dark and good/bad in most fiction is often v flawed bc thats not how the world works, everything is grey areas (e.g. the Jedi are not better than the Sith, both have deeply flawed philosophies). the Force (or any magic for that matter) is not inherently good or evil, it just is. nature isnt abt good or evil, isnt abt opposites but abt balance.
and especially if you work with the occult and magical, i think thats all abt walking the edge between light and dark, life and death, night and day, good and bad etc…
so to answer the question: grey magic lmao, its all abt balance
- teleportation i think, bc while flying is very cool, i think teleportation has more practical uses (although also has danger involved, such as what happens if you teleport into a space that is already occupied by a person or an object? but for the sake of argument, prolly teleportation)
- do not even get me started on time travel.. the implications of time travel to the past are…… complicated to say the least (it only works if you believe in hard determinism, which i wholly do not). so in a practical sense, def to the future (although that is also Problematic within the constraints of our four-dimensional universe/experience).
in a philosophical sense though, ignoring all the paradoxes and laws of time and space, id still pick the future (or maybe no time travel at all), bc i think the past is the past for a reason. we remember it, we learn from it, but ultimately we must leave it behind.
my philosophical problem with traveling to the future is more that you cant just. skip life. so if you travel to the future, it has to be way beyond your own life and direct influence, or youll interfere with yourself and your own future, and thats scientifically, psychologically /and/ philosophically a v bad idea all round, i think.
9. which thoughts keep me awake at night: almost never specific thoughts, but quite often anxiety abt the near future. but theres no like, lingering issues that keep me awake.
10. what id do with you if we were locked up together for 24hrs: i think i’d really like to write with you! make poetry, song lyrics, make art! bc we could rly learn from each other i think and also we could just rly pick each others brain abt mundane, important and transcendental stuff ya know?
11. ask anything: do you have concrete, long term plans for the future, maybe even backup plans? a clear vision of how the rest of your life is going to go? or are you more the type to do what makes you happy now and figure it out as you go along?
my own questions (large variation in vibes and weight, i know):
describe your favourite colour using other senses (like what sound, smell, feeling or w/e do you associate with it)
what’s the best thing that happened to you in the last week, last month and last year?
what’s the one thing/what are the things that help(s) you get up in the moring and keep putting one foot in front of the other?
are you a leftie? (warning: there is a correct answer)
do you play/have you ever played a musical instrument? (and for the sake of completeness, yes i am counting singing as well)
do you have one thing (e.g. a song, movie, book or smth else) that never fails to bring you joy?
do you have one (or more) person(s) you feel you could still hit up after ten yrs of radio silence and you’d still vibe?
what’s your favourite song lyric/line from a poem/quote? and why?
who was your first celebrity crush? (if you’ve ever had one obvsly)
what’s smth you’re looking forward to? could be specific, could be a general thing like a driver’s licence or your own apartment or w/e
this one is specifically to feed my curiosity, indulge me: why did you follow me?
congrats, you’ve managed to reach the end! again, very sorry for the rambles, thanks for sticking around. im tagging @alt-heidi, @terdiscussie, @a-soul-to-cling-to, @ontvreemd, @sarahhnghae and i guess whoever fuckin feels like it? i literally can’t think of 11 ppl on this hell site, so if i forgot you its not personal. if we’re mutuals you’re especially tagged.
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dyketectivecomics · 3 years
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JUST finished watching Superman vs the Elite for the first time (& a little surprised that I hadn’t seen it before since it apparently came out a good 8 yrs ago???)
Anyways Head Full, Many Thoughts, all hopefully under this cut if tunglr decides to act right (otherwise will throw a “long post” tag for those of yall who dont want to scroll for miles)
So the FIRST thing that struck me was the animation style ofc!!! Because this pre-dated B*urassa and his awful style hadnt yet permeated to the dc movies, it was very fresh to watch!!! Bouncy and lively and flowy and above all so EXPRESSIVE!!! The dogfight scene especially had me absolutely THRILLED, but every big combat in this movie had such Energy that I havent seen from a DCAO movie in far too long!!
Normally especially when Talking Head scenes happen I have a very bad tendency to check my phone, but even lower energy scenes had interesting Movement to them, not a single frame was I tempted to avert my eyes for even a fraction of a second.
Again, that might just be because when we’ve gone so long without something to break the monotony of animation style, anything new feels Fresh and Interesting... But I dont think that was entirely the case here.
I dont know how else to explain it, other than that it feels like a lot of love went into the animation for this movie, and I think that partly, its because this felt like such an important Superman story. Which leads me to...
The fact that this story felt so wonderfully, quintessentially Superman.
There is a time and a place to enjoy stories of rogue agents with a Might Makes Right policy, or hell, even to enjoy a tale of small forces overthrowing oppressive regimes. But the reverse of this idea, of that small force taking things a step too far with little to no oversight-
That’s exactly the kind of thing for Superman.
Because Superman still considers himself an American above all else, behold to our ideals and the idea that Good will prevail. That the greater part of humanity will choose to be better. And that though he holds a lot of power, he is still beholden to the people and to protect them, to stand up to injustice and maintain peace.
Now I haven’t read the issue that this movie adapted itself from (will remedy that tonight since its apparently a single-issue), but given the context of when it was published, and when this movie was released (in 2001 and 2012, respectively), I feel like its just as, if not more, relevant now as it was then.
Because with a Global pandemic looming, the 2020 presidential election only a month away, and our country in such a horrible state of disarray, this is exactly the kind of story I needed to see.
That there will be people to take a stand against injustice, and against those who stand against the very foundations of Truth and Justice. That we can come out of this, no matter how bleak things feel. That we should be hopeful, and believe that there’s a fundamental goodness that will outshine all of the worst that humanity may offer.
I tend to stray from Superman stories because typically, I prefer ones on a smaller scale, that deal moreso with interpersonal dramas or have elements of true crime/smaller crimes or otherwise would have some inherently supernatural element to pique my interest. But that doesnt make these grandiose ideals and larger scale conflicts all the less important.
Because stories about larger acts of terror have their place in comics as well, and a character as big as Superman is sometimes one of the only ones to handle them. A character who at his core, is meant to stand for that hope that we damn well need from time to time. An idea that I didnt realize I needed in my life, even for just a nice little hopeful moment.
(And god i really wish i could end it on that note, but I want to also squeeze in the fact that Lois & Clarks interactions in this movie were really cute and just. Overall i really liked it. I’ll probably look more into Manchester Black & the Elite later because I found them compelling and remember seeing them briefly in my Damian reading and obvsly a little in Supergirl before I think I dropped off paying attention to the show BUT. they’re a topic for another time)
ANYWAYS. I Enjoyed it. Gonna read the issue its inspired from now real quick. Plz give it a watch from something really nice, uplifting and just plain FUN to watch.
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bigskydreaming · 4 years
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Speaking of Riley and other friends who are excellent, allow me to take a moment to pimp some of their books if anyone’s got some spare coin and is looking for good reads while on lockdown.
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Noteworthy by Riley Redgate
It’s the start of Jordan Sun’s junior year at the Kensington-Blaine Boarding School for the Performing Arts. Unfortunately, she’s an Alto 2, which—in the musical theatre world—is sort of like being a vulture in the wild: She has a spot in the ecosystem, but nobody’s falling over themselves to express their appreciation. So it’s no surprise when she gets shut out of the fall musical for the third year straight. But then the school gets a mass email: A spot has opened up in the Sharpshooters, Kensington’s elite a cappella octet. Worshiped . . . revered . . . all male. Desperate to prove herself, Jordan auditions in her most convincing drag, and it turns out that Jordan Sun, Tenor 1, is exactly what the Sharps are looking for.
Rio’s got two other books you should also check out, I just grabbed this one at random because they’re all great (though its actually ‘7 Ways We Lie’ that’s my personal fave because Reasons).
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Forest of Souls by Lori M Lee
Sirscha Ashwyn comes from nothing, but she’s intent on becoming something. After years of training to become the queen’s next royal spy, her plans are derailed when shamans attack and kill her best friend Saengo.
And then Sirscha, somehow, restores Saengo to life.
Unveiled as the first soulguide in living memory, Sirscha is summoned to the domain of the Spider King. For centuries, he has used his influence over the Dead Wood—an ancient forest possessed by souls—to enforce peace between the kingdoms. Now, with the trees growing wild and untamed, only a soulguide can restrain them. As war looms, Sirscha must master her newly awakened abilities before the trees shatter the brittle peace, or worse, claim Saengo, the friend she would die for.
This one is the start of a new duology and doesn’t actually come out until June 23rd, but Lori’s got a couple other books out already that are also worth the read. Her Infinite series starts with Gates of Thread and Stone and has the first two books out, there will be a concluding third volume still to come. But I’m lucky enough to have gotten to read Forest of Souls in advance cuz Nyah nyah (I’m so mature, phear my age and wisdom) and its by faaaaar my favorite of hers to date, including more than just the other two books she’s had published so far, and just look at that cover. Ugh. I love it so much. 
(It wasn’t her original cover, actually, they originally wanted to go with this cover of Suck that made me go umm how do you say “Eww” in polite, and authors have little to no feedback they can give on the cover, but Lori took a shot and sent in some examples of other cover artists she really liked and thought had styles fitting her image of the book better, and they picked one of the ones she sent and commissioned a whole new cover, and voila, ended up going with the above cover in all its spooky, thematically ominous glory.) 
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On The Edge of Gone by Corinne Duyvis
A thrilling, thought-provoking novel from one of young-adult literature’s boldest new talents. January 29, 2035. That’s the day the comet is scheduled to hit—the big one. Denise and her mother and sister, Iris, have been assigned to a temporary shelter outside their hometown of Amsterdam to wait out the blast, but Iris is nowhere to be found, and at the rate Denise’s drug-addicted mother is going, they’ll never reach the shelter in time. A last-minute meeting leads them to something better than a temporary shelter—a generation ship, scheduled to leave Earth behind to colonize new worlds after the comet hits. But everyone on the ship has been chosen because of their usefulness. Denise is autistic and fears that she’ll never be allowed to stay. Can she obtain a spot before the ship takes flight? What about her mother and sister? When the future of the human race is at stake, whose lives matter most?
Cory is actually one of my oldest friends lmao, like, I first met her through another writing friend when we both roleplayed on this messageboard X-Men: Evolution RPG over fifteen years ago, and just....somehow never lost track of each other through all our various hyper-fixations and divergent fandoms and even with years-long ‘vanishing from the internet’ periods by yours truly (I am was mysterious and enigmatic, hear me roar). This is actually her third published novel? Or maybe second, I forget the order....her first, Otherbound, is great too, she’s written a Guardians of the Galaxy tie-in novel for Marvel, and she’s got her next book, “The Art of Saving the World” coming out this September, and its soooo good and head-trippy and the premise is so mindfucky that I have no idea how she pulled it off as well as she did and its great and you will love it or you will answer to me (lol no you won’t, I am all talk, I bruise like a peach, don’t doxx me yo). But On The Edge of Gone remains my personal fave of hers, Denise is an in-text disabled autistic black girl and suuuuuuch a fantastic main character, and her love for her family against the backdrop of an apocalypse actually in its on-going stage, no post about it, is like.....unfortunately a little too prophetic in various ways, lolol, but like, timely as hell and resonates. 
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Not Your Sidekick by C.B. Lee
Welcome to Andover, where superpowers are common, but internships are complicated. Just ask high school nobody, Jessica Tran. Despite her heroic lineage, Jess is resigned to a life without superpowers and is merely looking to beef up her college applications when she stumbles upon the perfect (paid!) internship--only it turns out to be for the towns most heinous supervillain. On the upside, she gets to work with her longtime secret crush, Abby, whom Jess thinks may have a secret of her own. Then theres the budding attraction to her fellow intern, the mysterious “M,” who never seems to be in the same place as Abby. But what starts as a fun way to spite her superhero parents takes a sudden and dangerous turn when she uncovers a plot larger than heroes and villains altogether.
I actually met C.B. on tumblr here, via this account, thanks to a mutual mutual, which just goes to show you never know who you might end up meeting on tumblr dot hellsite dot org, and only after that fact did we find out that we had various other mutual friends from our writing/publishing circles of friends, including Cory, lolol, so y’know....small world. But this series has three books out, with a fourth to come, and its such awesome fun, with superpower hijinks galore, an Asian protag and tons of LGBTQ+ supporting characters, trans superheroes, and compelling plots. She’s also writing Ben 10 comics for Boom! Studios, a comic book company that does original content but also publishes a ton of licensed properties like various other cartoons like Ben 10, the Power Rangers, etc, etc. And this reminds me there’s a certain story she was working on the last time we met up for coffee like, lololol probably three years ago now, which means I am way overdue to bug her about it and ask “Is it done yet is it done yet can I read it yet is it done yet” because I am a paragon of patience and a bastion of self-control, obvsly.
Anyway, here endeth the pimping of my friends, go forth and buy ye their novels, verily and such. Or y’know. Don’t. If you don’t want to be cool, I guess. Nerds. (LOL no but if you like my content and posts and topics I think you stand a better than average likelihood of enjoying at least one of the books by the aforementioned ladies, and you’d be supporting LGBTQ+ authors as there’s nary a straight among them. LOL, like I would ever have straight friends, hahahaha could you imagine, what would we even do).  
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Can you recommend any good sources about colour codes used in programming? A friend of mine has been through it and I want to learn as much as I can to avoid unnecessary triggers. They obvsly can't really talk about it, or about the cult they grew up in. I just know that orange is a huge bad thing, just like H*lloween in general. Or maybe you could explain a thing or two, or refer me to a source that can? That'd be great, thank you!!
I don't give out full codes that I know that could be used in color programming or any other programming.
Color programming-a way to organize systems that allows the programmer to call alters up easily. With hundreds of alters colors are a way of organizing them into an easily accessible group. Color coding is one of the first methods that are inlayed into systems. An entire system may be color coded with numerous colors, with each system controller being given a different color over its part of the system A box of colored scarves and electroshock are used to program color coding into subject’s mind. Besides alters, other things in the system are color coded.  Clear is also used as a color for secret areas of the system. This hierarchy of color coding can be switched. The internal programmers can reassign colors if they need to, in order to protect the programming.
Red: Is often linked to alpha programming; these are often they most easily accessed alters in a person’s system, including  littles. Also, sexual programming/prostitution may be placed here.
Red: These altars see themselves as witches. They were born out of witchcraft ritual, believe they have great spiritual power, and tend to deny that they have been abused. The cult has linked the color with sexual abuse and sexual ceremonies.
Black: Represents negative/cult spiritually; highly programmed alters who participate in cult rituals are often black; internal witches/warlocks. These alters were born out of Satanic ritual, and are Moon children.
Black:  The Delta and Beta alters are black coded. They are trained in blackmail and assassination and covert operations.
Purple: Sometimes higher cult alters inside. May represent high priest, priestess; high family alters.
Purple: These alters see themselves as the abusers, rather than the Illuminati. These alters were involved with the programming. They have been taught to forget the abuse and to re-frame it in their mind as training.
Violet: The color of dissociation.
Blue: protective; may be linked to beta programming in some people. They are aggressive protectors in a system. Military programming may also go here, in some individuals.
Light Blue: protect the body and help keep the system in balance and are often ‘good’ alters.
Dark Blue: tend to protect the cult. They are clones, armies and the ribbons appear to have blue coding. These alters will go so far as to hurt the body to protect it from leaking information or deprogramming.
Indigo: For indigo children only.
Orange: protective/defensive against outside or internal access. MKultra:, delta, and other intense programming sequences may be this color.
Orange: They may give out a warning when something bad is about to happen, such as being accessed, recognizing a perpetrator, systems inside being flipped or spun, etc.
Yellow: often represents spirituality/positive messages. The cult realizes that too much theta/black can throw off the balance of the system, and in order not to lose their members to suicide, will put in lifesaving or positive messages, and allow some positive spiritually.
Lemon Yellow: These are the strong Christian alters of which there will only be a few in the System. They help serve as a balancing point to control the System as well as to hide the deeper parts of the system.
Green: cult loyal. Green is traditional color for “family”, and intensely loyal alters may see themselves as this color. Cult loyal protectors are trained to protect higher cult member. Recontact alters maybe also be in this group.
Emerald Green:These are often cat altars and recognize they have been abused. They still see themselves as belonging to the cult family, and deny that they have been abused to protect their cult family.
Dark Emerald Green: This color is assigned to the Antichrist-Satan alter(s). Green is the occult color for Satan and is considered the most sacred color.
Light Green:The gods and goddess alters which are triads.
Brown: this can represent hidden, incognito alters, who can appear to be different colors. Epsilon and CIA programming may be this color; hidden operatives and spies.
Silver: Controlling alters: high internal councils may wear this color. This color is for the Satanic alters who perform high level Satanic rituals. The Mothers of Darkness have silver coding.
Silver: Spiritual body alters.
White: can represent goodness, wholeness; but may also represent highest spiritual alters inside.
White: Denial alters.
White: These alters have  Aryan programming and believe they are superior. They believe in genetic engineering, and a master race.
Pink: These are core related alters. They maintain the true feelings of the true self apart from the cult programming and the cult family’s programming. These alters are viewed as weak because they are emotional and often break down cry. They are fragile emotionally and are often littles. They are often the oldest alters as they are the first ones that split.
Clear: Secret or shell alters who can take on any color are coded clear. These are alters who serve as images or as a stage for other alters.
Gold: They receive the pain and the torture if jobs aren’t completed.  They are the organizers, the administrators, and the judges.
Gold: This color is for the supreme leadership in the System, which includes the Grand Druid Council. (Non generational programmed)
Platinum: Highest ranking color intergenerational Illuminati programming. Internal alters are on the internal council and insure the system runs, is reprogrammed, defended and is spiritually capable.
Number codes for Colors
Programmers have color-coded graphs showing the arrangement of alters, the structure of the system, the training of the alters, the history of the alters and other details. All the primary tortures carried out on a individual are coded using dates/color/so that the memories can be pulled up by the programmers.
1 = Red; 2 = Orange; 3= Yellow; 4 = Green; 5=Blue; 6=Indigo; 7=Violet; 8=Rose; 9 = Gold
Illuminati ceremonies get this color coding.
White: The internal programmers who come around in white robes get this color assigned to them, as if they are doctors or angels of light.
Red:Sexual alters are given the natural color of sex and arousal red.
Black: Connecting alters that are Nexus alters between various system parts.
Pink: Reporting alters.
Dark Blue: Non hierarchy cult alters.
Light Blue: Alters in charge of the way the system runs, such as the judges.
Yellow: Alters which are ritually and sexually twinned with alters of other systems.
Orange: Guard alters which are heavily programmed for obedience.
Violet/Purple: Front alters and small child alters placed into boxes.
Clear: Shell alters to deceive the outside world.
Gold: The traumatized alters upon which the programming is built on.
Black and White: Duality programming.
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tepre · 5 years
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For the prompt! #31 (and drarry, obvsly). And let me just say I’ve loved everything I’ve read from you so far !! you’re so talented and very witty and also, following your blog is a joy and a pleasure!
SO I WANT TO START OFF BY SAYING I took a bit of a detour, I hope you don’t mind. BUT I GET THERE EVENTUALLY! Also you’re a darling and those are some very nice words. THANK YOU FOR THE NICE WORDS ❤️😭
Prompt: #31, “I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that they’re you.” Rating: T for kissing. Warnings: a tiny lil bit of infidelity, the ending is pure floof, and also a house that APPEARS to only know like Georgian and Victorian birthday traditions?? Idk guys IDK HOW THIS HAPPENS
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The day Draco Malfoy turned 21 was the day that 12 Grimmauld Place had decided, with all the grand and pointed fanfare that a house could manage, that it was him that was its rightful owner. The last of the line of Black, was how a wary solicitor had explained it, jumping when Harry banged a fist on the table. But it’s mine, was Harry’s only response, and the solicitor had held his briefcase to his chest – as though in protection. He answered, Not according to the house, Mr Potter.
“What can I possibly do about this,” was Malfoy’s first response, exasperated, a static and blurring face from behind the grate of the fireplace.
“You come here,” Harry told him, “And you tell the house it’s wrong,”
“It won’t care,” Malfoy had said, but Floo’d over all the same. His robes seemed worn, rumpled. A little stained around the edges. The tired embodiment of the Malfoy fortune in shambles.
He’d spent a good hour walking from room to room, astonished. Touching the walls in reverence. The house had redecorated: the wallpapers had washed themselves into soft blues and greens, the ceilings had grown a golden coving, plaster roses. His initials, D. L. M, were scattered throughout the house – etched into plaques, curled around doorknobs, stationed to the bottom of all the chinaware. As though the house itself was lovesick and had spent long afternoons repeating the name to itself.
“Don’t get used to it,” Harry told him, and Malfoy had swallowed, hands shaky as he read his name off the edge of a tablecloth – stitched in with fine gold.
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The day Draco Malfoy turned 22, Harry woke up and the house was decorated in laurels and chiffon. Everything smelled like sage, like myrrh. The breakfast table was a feast, heaped with grapes and figs and bowls of almonds, marzipan flowers dusted as though with dew.
Malfoy showed up a long hour later, out of breath and sweaty – wearing one of his only two frayed suits – talking fast and angry, saying, “A howler! A howler, I swear! What, what, what is it this time, what cock and bull nonsense would you have me say to the blasted house this—! Oh…”
He’d trailed off, taking in the sight of the living room. The wreaths hanging from the ceilings, the soft cloths bunted between the corners. The cakes, the cushions, the fact that Harry sat, angry and red, in a silk pyjama that had Malfoy’s name emblazoned on its breast pocket. He’d woken up in it. The house had dressed him in it.
“Happy birthday,” Harry said, flat and infuriated.
The next week, on the advise of a House Specialist that charged an offensive amount of Galleons per hour, Draco Malfoy moved into 12 Grimmauld Place. It should calm down with its master near, the man had said, careful not to touch the lace of his sleeve to any surface of Harry’s home.
Don’t call him its master, Harry had said, and Draco shifted in his armchair, eyes trained on the floor.
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The day Draco Malfoy turned 23, Harry made sure he woke up in someone else’s bed, in someone else’s home. He showed up again at dinner time and was only half relieved to see no chiffons this time. No silks, no cakes.
Only Malfoy, cooking in the kitchen. Quietly humming along to a song from the wireless.The house had given him a new pair of trousers, a high-collared shirt. Had starched his clothes in the mornings, turned down his sheets for bed.
The only thing it gifted Harry this year was a goddamn monogram, stitched into every single one of his items.
“Well,” is what Malfoy said, glancing at Harry, standing in the kitchen doorway. “Aren’t you a sight.”
Harry shrugged, sweaty in yesterday’s clothes. His hair a mess. “Happy birthday,” he said, as though it was an insult. He grabbed some crackers from the pantry, made to leave when Draco called after with a,
“Dinner’s in twenty.”
Harry looked back, then away again. He took the stairs two-by-two, opening the packet as he went.
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The day Draco Malfoy turned 24 he’d gone to visit his mother in France and the house practically sighed around Harry, quiet and forlorn.
“Oh he’s coming back you know,” Harry snapped, annoyed when the wireless station kept switching to a sad song. He was trying to read his paper in peace.
But when evening fell and the lights didn’t come on of their own accord as they usually did – when the kitchen remained a little dim, and Harry realised he’d have to somehow fix his own dinner – Harry found himself sighing into the strange, empty silence of the room. Found himself heating up an old soup from the freezer, recalling the way Draco once called soup a food of the commoners. Commoners and babies, he’d said, fingers deft as he folded a freshly washed pile of napkins.
Briefly, Harry considered calling Neville to see if he’d come over for a drink. Or Ron and Hermione, if they could get a sitter. He considered it, then dismissed it, and went to bed earlier than he’d had in all of his adult life.
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The day Draco Malfoy turned 25 they threw a party. ‘They’ being everyone but the two of them. But there they still were, unwilling participants in a house full of drunken fools: Draco’s friends and Harry’s friends and both their friends cheering and laughing when the clock struck twelve. Someone started up an off-tune rendition of happy birthday and the rest joined in. Even Hannah Abbott, her fingers laced with Harry’s – leaning tipsily into his shoulder – sang along.
It was well past four by the time they managed to shoo the last of the party out and onto the street, Blaise holding up Neville holding up Pansy. Hannah had already gone up to bed, and Draco was clearing the empty glasses from the coffee table. Harry tipsily watched him from the hallway, swaying and catching himself on the doorway. Anthony came back from the kitchen, took the glasses from Draco with a small kiss to his lips.
“Thank you,” Draco said, quiet. Affectionate.
“Welcome,” Anthony replied, and kissed him again.
Later, crossing paths on the landing – Harry leaving the bathroom, Draco coming up the stairs – Harry held Draco back for a moment, a hand to his elbow.
“Happy birthday,” he said. Draco nodded, flushed, didn’t look him in the eye. They were still pretending Harry hadn’t walked in on him and Anthony the week previous. That he hadn’t returned from work an hour early and saw them in the kitchen, over the dinner table, half undressed and frantic.
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The day Draco Malfoy turned 26, Hannah left Harry. Anthony tried to comfort him at dinner that night, while Draco remained tight-lipped and terse.
“Look,” Anthony said, putting a hand to Harry’s shoulder. “Probably, it’s better now than later. Probably, you two were never meant to—”
“Don’t touch me,” Harry snapped, shaking off the touch. His voice wasn’t quite his. His heart, a gnarled, unhappy thing – not quite his.
Anthony looked surprised, hurt. Draco looked up, too, gaze heavy on Harry. He looked angry. He looked blazing.
Harry could still remember the heat of Draco’s body through his robes, just a day ago. The way Draco had leaned into him – had pressed him against the wall – the way they almost kissed. The way their stubble caught. The way the muscles of his stomach worked under Harry’s hand. The way Draco had whispered, God, and, I can’t. And Harry had swallowed, throat tight. And again, and again.
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The day Draco turned 27 it rained. A summer rain, the kind that settles the dust and makes the streets smell a little less like heat and garbage, that has the greens in the garden light up, vibrant.
Harry wouldn’t let Draco go back inside the house. He held him by the arm, made him stay where the argument had started – made him stay until they were finished, until they’d said it all, until they’d shouted at each other and accused each other and were done with it. Finally, once and for all, done with it.
“Just—!” Draco tried to wrench out of Harry’s grip. Couldn’t. The rain was soaking through his shirt, darkening his hair. “Just go out and fuck someone else, Harry. Get it out of your system so we can finally act like—”
“I can’t,” Harry said. His voice broke and so he tried again, “I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that they’re you.”
Draco looked at him. Looked, searched, his eyes fierce and his breath high and heavy in his chest – nostrils flaring, jaw working. Anthony was inside, in the living room, chatting with Narcissa over a slice of pie.
Draco walked Harry back until they were out of sight. Until Harry was pressed up against the fence, feet a mess in a muddy flower bed. The rain picked up and Harry could taste the water on Draco’s lips, his tongue. On his breath, still sweet from the pie. Draco was holding Harry’s face in his hands, and the press of his body was so close – so insistent – that later that evening Harry would find the indent of Draco’s initials had pushed from his breast pocket into his skin. Mirror-script, over his heart.
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The day Draco turned 28, 12 Grimmauld Place opened the curtains on its own accord. It opened the windows and let a summer breeze run through the house – setting papers skittering from tables, a tablecloth fluttering. The crystal chime hanging from the French doors to the garden clinked, sweetly. The sound of ice cubes in a glass.
“Happy birthday,” Harry said, a bit voiceless in the morning. He kissed the mole that marked the halfway point of Draco’s back. Chased it with a bite, another kiss. Draco, half asleep, pressed up against him – warm and solid and still making Harry’s hart drop at the sight of him: slow between the sheets, his hair fanned over the pillow. He smelled like sage, like myrrh. Like everything Harry wanted to wrap himself in.
“Happy birthday,” Draco mumbled back, apparently to himself, as Harry brushed his lips to the small of his back.
With a sigh and a creak – and a barely-there pull of magic – the house shifted, re-arranged. A letter was being scripted, a conclusive addition to the pattern of initials found throughout: D. L. M. P., etched into the plaques, curled around the doorknobs, stationed in gold to the bottom of all the chinaware.
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jiilys · 5 years
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call if you care for me
Sirius Black to goobers: the one day i actually come and school burns down
Remus Lupin: what classes were you in
James Potter: i was in english you Were Not
Peter Pettigrew: or history
Remus Lupin: it doesnt count as attending school if u just lie behind the science block till lunch  
Sirius Black: youre all ruining this fire for me  
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James Potter to Lily Evans: give back my chocolate shake
Lily Evans: i dont have it
James Potter: i can see u fuckin drinkin it we’re in the same mcdonalds
Lily Evans: everyones saying you did it
James Potter: pardon
Lily Evans: set the fire
James Potter: come off it
James Potter: whose saying that
Lily Evans: everyone
James Potter: ah yes my great mate ‘everyone’
Lily Evans: mary, elliot from science, louise marcot, guy from math whose name i dont know but went to ball with ruby garland, sam roberts, and sushi danny have all told me it was you
James Potter: wow that does seem like everyone
James Potter: now im wondering whether I did do it
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Sirius Black to James Potter: had a dream i died in a freak pharmaceutical accident last night
James Potter: what is a freak pharmaceutical accident
Sirius Black: i was drunk in a pharmacy and put all their throat lozenges up my nose 
Marlene McKinnion to Lily Evans: schools on the news
Marlene McKinnon: why tf are they interviewing black and calling him a ‘student’
Marlene McKinnon: dont u need to attend school for at least 3 out of 5 weekdays to earn that title
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Lily Evans to Sirius Black: saw u on the news
Lily Evans: ur tie was inside out if thats even possible
Sirius Black: all part of My Look which i have now publicised on national telly so eat ass
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James Potter to Lily Evans: wow is this what happens when u go in the sun what a tan u have
James Potter: and by tan i obvsly mean you look like an overcooked frankfurter
James Potter: clearly u need to be marinating in sunblock like a chicken
James Potter: GOD these similes……… no wonder I won the english prize over you last year
Lily Evans: what a shame ur going to be murdered before you can win it again
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Remus Lupin to Marlene McKinnon: just checking ur the one called lesbo archilles in the kahoot
Marlene McKinnon: ya
Marlene McKinnon: why
Remus Lupin: wanted to know who was beating me
Marlene McKinnon: up ur classics knowledge lupin  
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Peter Pettigrew to only smexy activity permitted: holy dick mum got an email the police think the fire was arson  
Sirius Black: confess now james
James Potter: fuck you
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Peter Pettigrew to James Potter: have u seen beyonce
Peter Pettigrew: i meant beyonce
Peter Pettigrew: why does it keep saying beyonce
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James Potter to Sirius Black: nice work autocorrecting ur name in petes phone to beyonce
James Potter: however ur less destinys child and more destinys bastard son
Sirius Black: im making that my tinder bio
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Lily Evans to James Potter: you know what i think ur socks need 2 pulled higher
Lily Evans: fuck the haters pull those things tits high
James Potter: ur late to this sirius already asked me if i knew i was being eaten alive from the foot upwards
James Potter: theyre literally pulled only just above my ankle i hate everyone i know
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Remus Lupin to James Potter: have u seen this
Remus Lupin: sent a facebook link to jomes potter (general dickhead) deserves medal for burning down school
James Potter: this is getting out of control I DIDNT DO IT
James Potter: this page has 137 likes and theyve spelt my name wrong i wish i was dead
James Potter: ok why are you and sirius admins
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Marlene McKinnon to Lily Evans: they know how the fire started
Marlene McKinnon: or mum knows cause shes sleeping with that police guy
Marlene McKinnon: lit cigarette by the languages block between 11-11:15
Lily Evans: fucking pardon
Lily Evans: are you sure
Marlene McKinnon: course i bloody am
Marlene McKinnon: whats the problem
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Lily Evans to James Potter: james
Lily Evans: not to be drama but i think i fucking burnt down the school
Lily Evans: literally call me asap
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James Potter to Remus Lupin: hypothetically in a hypothetical situation if someone was hypothetically smoking in the languages block and threw it on the ground at the exact hypothetical time a fire had hypothetically started what would one hypothetically do
James Potter: hypothetically
Remus Lupin: jfc what have u done
James Potter: genuinely not me this time come to lils pls
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Sirius Black created the group save lily from arrest
Sirius Black added James Potter, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin
Lily Evans: sirius this isn’t funny i could’ve really hurt someone
Sirius Black: senorita blanco failed me in fourth year spanish so you could say it was karma
Sirius Black: also relax evans ur not guy fawkes u only maimed several expensive smartboards  
Remus Lupin: guy fawkes was famously unsuccessful ur reference is shite
Sirius Black renamed the group blow me lupin
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Remus Lupin to Sirius Black: james has it so bad its embarrassing hes followed all her playlists on spotify
Sirius Black: hes making his bed cause shes coming over who is he
Sirius Black: like evans makes her damn bed
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Peter Pettigrew to James Potter: marnie attkins just told me theres £120 on when youll confess u set the fire  
Peter Pettigrew: can u tell me when ur planning 2 so i can win i promise to split it  
James Potter: pete are you kidding me
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Sirius Black to Lily Evans: stop looking at the languages block and being a sad sack  
Lily Evans: you mean where the block used to be before i burnt it down
Lily Evans: where are you anyway i cant see you
Sirius Black: on the roof of the bio building i have a deck chair here
Sirius Black: also dont be a drama queen youre not a bad person
Sirius Black: you hurt no one and cant change what happened by blaming urself
Sirius Black: now come 2 the science block and bring those twix in ur bag
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James Potter to Lily Evans: nice tights
Lily Evans: i think you mean nice legs
James Potter: that too
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Peter Pettigrew to reese witherhoon: we are go
Remus Lupin: godspeed boys
Peter Pettigrew: wait i left my wallpaper glue in the loos we’re not go
Sirius Black: im keeping one of these fake moustaches i look manly
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Lily Evans to blow me lupin: sirius can i have the crisps in ur bag
Sirius Black: no
Remus Lupin: lily said to tell you shes lost her phone and cant see ur response so has started eating the crisps
Sirius Black: die evans
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James Potter to Sirius Black: yeah every time i said I was over lil was a bold faced lie why is she the funniest prettiest best girl alive
Sirius Black: ur pathetic
Sirius Black: whats brought this honestly on
James Potter: she was laughing and i wanted 2 kiss her so bad i gave myself a headache
Sirius Black: i said you were pathetic 2 soon i shouldve said it here
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Lily Evans to James Potter: i know u don’t think i shouldnt but im going to say it was me
Lily Evans: i mean i know mum cant afford the damage but im sure minnie would help me figure smth out where i could pay it back like over time i mean im just
Lily Evans: it was stupid smokings stupid and i miss it but im never fucking doing it again
Lily Evans: i did a bad thinhg
Lily Evans: i hate wine and its late and im masd u didnt come to this party i want u here
James Potter: dont say anything to anyone im going to ring you
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Sirius Black to Marlene McKinnon: did you take my deck chair from the bio building roof
Marlene McKinnon: who is this
Sirius Black: come of it mckinnon i know u have my number
Sirius Black: i want my chair back
Marlene McKinnon: sorry was always taught not 2 talk to strangers
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Mum to James Potter: school called and wants to interview you about the fire
James Potter: brilliant
Mum: bring milk home
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Remus Lupin to Peter Pettigrew: are you with sirius
Peter Pettigrew: yeah
Remus Lupin: tell him i took his lunch and he wont get it back till he gives me my calculus homework
Peter Pettigrew: sirius says he has ur wallet and is now buying himself lunch
Peter Pettigrew: he said to ask if you wanted anything
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Sirius Black to blow me lupin: so when is minnie taking u to jail james
James Potter: imminently  
Remus Luping: can we pls change the group name my mum saw these alerts
Sirius Black renamed the group fuck me lupin
James Potter renamed the group raw me behind the nice thai place lupin
Sirius Black renamed the group lupin rim me in ur mums home office
Remus Lupin: too fucking far leave mums home office out of this
Lily Evans: whats this abt james going to jail
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Lily Evans to James Potter: cant believe you didnt tell me about mcgonagall interviewing you
James Potter: dw the police think its me lol
James Potter: i guess everyones been sharing their theories and that that fb page now has over 200 likes
James Potter: they dont have anything on me though so ur still good  
Lily Evans: they seriously consider you a suspect
Lily Evans: thats a big fucking deal james what the fuck  
James Potter: lily its fine
James Potter: lily
James Potter: jesus dont do anything stupid
James Potter: lily pickup
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Peter Pettigrew to brats (not the dolls we’re barbie loyalists): omg guys lily just confessed she set the fire who knew!!!!!
Peter Pettigrew: guys
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Marlene McKinnon to Lily Evans: baller of u to burn down the school and not tell me
Marlene McKinnon: is it cause im gay
Marlene McKinnon: homophobe
Marlene McKinnon: but seriously if you don’t call me in 24 hours im just gunna turn up to your house
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Sirius Black to Lily Evans: fucking hell evans
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Remus Lupin to Lily Evans: dont talk to the police without a lawyer
James Potter to Lily Evans: lily please call me
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Lily Evans to rim me in ur mums home office lupin: im suspended for two weeks and have to pay off half the damage but not getting charged or expelled
Sirius Black: stunning job on not getting expelled or going to jail
Sirius Black: and a two week holiday!!! im going to burn down the english block
Lily Evans: black ur an ass
Lily Evans: also
Lily Evans added Marlene McKinnon to the chat
Remus Lupin: congrats lil glad 2 have u still with us
Marlene McKinnon: lupin what the hell is happening in ur mums home office
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Lily Evans to James Potter: before you go getting all drama i didnt come forward because of you
Lily Evans: i did a bad thing and when you do bad shit ur not supposed to own up and say so
Lily Evans: i was being the kind of thing i hate and was sick of it
Lily Evans: but in the interest of honesty thinking about you in serious trouble makes me sick
James Potter: i understand
James Potter: i kinda always thought you would tell youre kind of like that
Lily Evans: like what
James Potter: good all the way through
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Sirius Black to James Potter: love of ur life is pretty fucking ethical
James Potter: i know shes the best
Sirius Black: wait till i tell her abt that time u took that magazine from the doctors office
James Potter: we were literally seven how do u remember that  
Sirius Black: crimes are immortal 
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Sirius Black to suck me off at the old quarry lupin: in lilys memory we should hold a bonfire vigil
Lily Evans: sirius im suspended not dead
Marlene McKinnon: rip evans (some fucking year – now)
Lily Evans: u rlly couldnt figure out the year i was born mar
Remus Lupin: gone but never forgotten
Remus Lupin: also stop it with these group names
Sirius Black renamed the group lupin pull me off at the gas station by the crisps
James Potter renamed the group lupin take me from behind in the girls loos at noon
Remus Lupin: hell has nothing on this
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Lily Evans to James Potter: am very bored and out of oreos
Lily Evans: been considering dying my hair black just for something to do
James Potter: youd look shit with black hair
Lily Evans: youd know
Lily Evans: HA set you up for that id never dye my hair. u fool
James Potter: so rlly what youve been doing all day is thinking of that bit
Lily Evans: not just that i also finished the oreos
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Sirius Black to Remus Lupin: are you asleep
Remus Lupin: its 4am so you know im not
Sirius Black: i have potters keys wanna get mcdonalds
Remus Lupin: ill meet you outside
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James Potter to Lily Evans: school is shite without you im coming round
Lily Evans: its 11am
Lily Evans: park down the street i have nosy neigbours
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Remus Lupin to lupin bum me at nasa: for my birthday i want no one to throw up in my shoes
James Potter: it was fucking ONCE
James Potter: im hosting the damn party i wont b ridiculed like this
Sirius Black renamed the group lupin jerk me off while wearing james’ vomit shoes
Sirius Black: two birds one stone
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Lily Evans to James Potter: have fun tonight tell remus his gift is late but coming
James Potter: we’ll miss you
Lily Evans: nah youll b fine
James Potter: i wont be
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Sirius Black to Remus Lupin: 2 protect ur shoes i put them inside the upstairs loo bowl no need to thank me
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James Potter to Lily Evans: i know its late and ur going to think im drunk but ive only had one beer
James Potter: im interested in you
James Potter: so interested
James Potter: romantically
James Potter: earlier sirius struck out with some random girl marlene is now making out with and all i want is you here to laugh with us abt it
James Potter: cause youd say smth funny and good that would make everyone laugh
James Potter: also youre so pretty i couldn’t figure out how to work that in there but you are
James Potter: sorry if this makes you uncomfortable and fucks everything i just had to say
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Lily Evans to James Potter: when you wake up you should probably come round
James Potter: im awake now
Lily Evans: wow an early one
Lily Evans: how was last night
James Potter: well four glasses are broken and peter slept on the dishwasher so standard but i also said how i feel about you to you so incredibly not standard
Lily Evans: yeah about that
Lily Evans: how do you feel about me now your single beer has worn off and the nights over
James Potter: the same
Lily Evans: well you should def come round then
Lily Evans: quite hard 2 kiss u dramatically if ur not here
James Potter: i know ur againist breaking the law and all but you cant say smth like that and expect me not to speed
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Sirius Black to when will someone offer to eat LUPINS ASS at the museum holiday party c’mon guys he has needs: turns out lily was lighting fires in james heart all along
Lily Evans: jfc
Remus Lupin: i mean what is the correct reaction to that
Marlene McKinnon: removing him from the chat
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sexysilverstrider · 7 years
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I don't think anyone has sent in character asks for MM yet so how about Jumin, Zen, and Jaehee?
ill do this in backwards because c:
Jaehee
First impression: she looks strict and is the big sister figure
Impression now: Protect Her n Give Her A Vacation
Favorite moment: that one chat where jaehee is panicking bt laughing n seven. also panicking. laughs along n jaehees just ‘DONT LAUGH WITH ME’ n sevens ‘yes maam’ gets me everytime kfbskjfd
Idea for a story: mutual pining??? or jaehee realizing she has feelings for mc all along after all…of mcs attempts lmao
Unpopular opinion: i….also like the idea of zen n jaehee dating haha. they became really close friends at first n in time zen soon realizes his heart does a flutter everytime he sees jaehee c:
Favorite relationship: but of course i like jaehee with mc both platonically n romantically hehe
Favorite headcanon: in jumins route after the events of the happy end jaehee has more n more fun doing her job and she even gets bonuses n appropriate vacation days. shes also mcs dear friend who really eventho jaehee didnt technically ask for it, if mc knws jaehee wants something she can persuade jumin easy peasy
Zen
First impression: lmao oh my god he is SO full of himself
Impression now: oh god hes so sweet…..an a+ boyfriend…
Favorite moment: mostly his role in jumins route where he becomes the Concerned Big Sister who panics a lot the moment he knew mcs in jumins home lmao
Idea for a story: kinda wanna write a short fic regarding one of his calls. its so fucking sweet and i just :’)
Unpopular opinion: mmmmm i dont…see any romantic interest between zen n jumin haha;; no matter hw i look at their chats zens so bitter to jumin while jumins plain ignorant. at most they become unlikely friends which was shown in zens route. by unlikely friends i mean theyre cool with each other. just. dnt let them be in the same room for more than 30 mins.
Favorite relationship: mc coz lmao. its fucking funny how thirsty mc acts around zen AND ITS HILARIOUS BECAUSE THIS PERSONALITY IS THE TICKET TO HIS GOOD END
Favorite headcanon: sadly eventho his family never accepted zen, in the end zen did propose to mc. BUT mc found a way n managed to convince at least his brother to come to the wedding. the wedding day was simple n adorable n when zen saw his brother he just….cried so much :’)
Jumin
First impression: oooohhh HES IN A SUIT!!! HE HAS A CAT!!! IM GONNA WOO HIM
Impression now: a dream come true….a beautiful man… a fucking dork….he thinks hes All That when in reality hes a fucking loser…..mother i am literally in love
Favorite moment: OH BOY WHERE DO I FUCKIGN BEGIN my most favourite will be when jumin kissed mc for the first time JUST to piss of sarah. that scene changed my life. that scene made me into the woman i am today.
Idea for a story: EHEHEHEH i have…this zens route oneshot where jumin feels so weird as to why he feels SO bitter seeing mc n zen being so happy together. he wants to go to them n give them a bouquet as congratulations bt then jumin sees mc laughing happily….with zen…not with him…..its killing jumin and he doesnt know why
Unpopular opinion: remember that whole thing about jumin being 50 shades of shit??????? i dont want that
Favorite relationship: mc obvsly lmaoooo I LOVE MC SO MUCH IN HIS ROUTE!! so understanding. so patient. so tolerant. n still a cute lil shit who has him wrapped around her little finger :3c
Favorite headcanon: MMMMM my recent one is that jumin n mc have a daughter named Han Ji Yeun. she has her daddys beautiful black hair and her mommys glorious dark brown eyes. she may seem quiet and composed but in reality shes a snarky lil shit who has…an undying love for cats like her daddy. is basically the family princess n she can easily get jumin to do anythng she wants lmao. that being said shes also responsible n friendly n polite; the only time she becomes mean is when ppl are mean to her or her friends or the cats
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xinti · 7 years
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Tell me about watchdogs! Always looking for nre games to try :)
sry for the longpost oh my god I reallytried to keep it short I swear fgdhhdf this was a really nicedistraction tho thank you
I never played the first watchdogs bc I heard that it wasn’t good but watch dogs 2 man…
sothe game is a storyrich openworld game and its about group of hackerscalled DedSec, and the main character/playable character is marcusholloway who is my absolute fave, who take down and expose corruptcorporations so the game handles topics like how shitty capitalism is(well obvsly), racial profiling, government and corporations spyingon ppl, corrupt and shitty rich ppl and corrupt politicians andpolice etcetc so it handles some serious topics and I think it doesit really well but it also is just really chill and fun. There isalot of free roaming where u can go around take pictures and selfies,pet dogs(!!!) and do side quests and just explore the world. Like myfave thing to do outside missions is to buy new clothes, pet and playwith Every dog and also take selfies in front of every pride flag Ifind (there are so many??) I dont really know how to explain its just such a chill game but it also has such great serious moments but still keeps its iconic comedy. the gameplay is really fun and Ilove the hacking mechanics it’s really cool, the game also hasstealth-mechanics, which is usually a red flag for me in non-first person games, but its verymuchoptional and the game doesn’t punish u like other games do withstealth so if u fuck up with sneaking when you’re on a mission youwill never suddenly get a game over bc of it, same thing goes forlethal and non-lethal weapons. Its ubisoft so they got those good parkourmechanics and running around is tons of fun by itself andyour hacker friends are always popping in on the phone during andin-between missions and the dialogues are hilarious and great
I’m in lov with the whole maincast they are all so great and funny and well developed and diverseand they r all a big family and I love them so much?? the game hasflaws ofc like I’m really not happy how they handled a certain chara,but no spoilers, bc that was so much missed potential but what canyou do.  But yes diversity, dedsec has three people of colour one who is a woman (but also the only woman in the group /:), therealso is a character in the group who has aspergers (and I’ve honestly never seen agame do so well with autistic representation) and as of lgbt representation there is Miranda who is a side character anda black trans woman who is a city councelor and friend of marcus andwow a trans woman who has good portrayal, doesn’t die or is treatedbadly or anything of that sort?? what a concept honestly. There isalso Lenni who’s a lesbian in a rival hacker group who shows up in acouple of missions. Then there is the whole ‘bromance’ between marcusand wrench who by far have closest relationship and the mostaffectionate, or any general, scenes together but like I’m alwayssuspicious about potential queerbaiting so since there is nothing explicit incanon that says they’re more than best friends I dont consider itreal rep but.. they’re cute and the relationship is sweet and I’mhere for softbro fun. Other than that there r some really cute convos u can find with when u hack civilians phones like I remember one convo being two guys texting and fake-arguing about which one loves the other the most and you can also see npcs around the world who are same sex-couples and cuddle or hold hands I love this game man…
but gosh what else I dont rlywanna babble on more than I already have but the game is kind ofpricey which is why I only got it now on a sale but its very long,I’ve put in about 50+ hours so there is so much content and things toexplore and the story is just super good and I HAD A GOOD TIME!!super recommend it!
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Unusual Asks; yeeeet
Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora?    ~Spotify  is your room messy or clean?   ~messy atm what color are your eyes?   ~brown do you like your name? why?   ~my name is alright means pure  what is your relationship status?   ~single, hit me up :p describe your personality in 3 words or less   ~creative and fun  what color hair do you have?   ~brown what kind of car do you drive? color?   ~I don't drive yet  where do you shop?   ~A lot of places how would you describe your style?   ~boring  favorite social media account   ~tumblr Obvsly  what size bed do you have?   ~single like me  any siblings?   ~two older ones if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?   ~Vietnam, its my home town :3  favorite snapchat filter?   ~the flower crown  favorite makeup brand(s)   ~mac, colorpop, anatasiabeverlyhills, too faced etc. how many times a week do you shower?   ~everyday besides saturday  favorite tv show?   ~dont have a favourite shoe size?   ~7  how tall are you?   ~155cm sandals or sneakers?   ~sneakers  do you go to the gym?   ~for school sport  describe your dream date   ~walk on the beach and probably a nice place to eat then movies maybe or snuggled up at home with obesely roses.  I'm classic  how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?   ~only like $350 what color socks are you wearing?   ~white with a little maroon  how many pillows do you sleep with?   ~2-3 do you have a job? what do you do?   ~I don't have a job sadly  how many friends do you have?   ~only a few  whats the worst thing you have ever done?   ~I’m not sure  whats your favorite candle scent?   ~don’t like candles that much  3 favorite boy names   ~Jasper, Titan and Kevyn 3 favorite girl names   ~Destiny, April and Kaylee  favorite actor?   ~don’t have one  favorite actress?   ~I don’t know  who is your celebrity crush?   ~Non at the moment  favorite movie?   ~Moana  do you read a lot? whats your favorite book?   ~I love reading and atm it’s the thousand pieces of you series  money or brains?   ~ uhhh brain? do you have a nickname? what is it?   ~yeah I do it’s Kat  how many times have you been to the hospital?   ~more than 10  top 10 favourite songs   ~don’t have favourites  do you take any medications daily?   ~no what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)   ~dry with my skin condition  what is your biggest fear?   ~losing a whole heap of people close to me  how many kids do you want?   ~2 girl and boy :) whats your go to hair style?   ~straight or curly  what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc)   ~small who is your role model?   ~no one  what was the last compliment you received?   ~I don’t know  what was the last text you sent?   ~it was a snapchat streak how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?   ~I already knew he wasn’t real what is your dream car?  ~not a big fan opinion on smoking?   ~disgusting do you go to college?   ~yeah  what is your dream job?   ~veterinarian or an artist  would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs?   ~suburbs do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?  ~mum does not me do you have freckles?  ~no do you smile for pictures?   ~yeah but not with teeth  how many pictures do you have on your phone?   ~200+ have you ever peed in the woods?   ~never been to the woods do you still watch cartoons?   ~hell yeah  do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?  ~maccasss Favorite dipping sauce?   ~nothing what do you wear to bed?  ~shorts and a tank top have you ever won a spelling bee?   ~nope ahah what are your hobbies?   ~drawing, reading and gaming can you draw?  ~yeah  do you play an instrument?   ~guitar and piano what was the last concert you saw?   ~none tea or coffee?   ~tea  Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?   ~DD do you want to get married?   ~yeah  what is your crush’s first and last initial?   ~nothing are you going to change your last name when you get married?  ~maybe  what color looks best on you?   ~black  do you miss anyone right now?   ~my grandpa :( do you sleep with your door open or closed?   ~slightly open do you believe in ghosts?   ~yeah  what is your biggest pet peeve?  ~not sure  last person you called`   ~mum  favorite ice cream flavour?   ~strawberry  regular oreos or golden oreos?   ~regular chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?   ~chocolate  what shirt are you wearing?   ~school sport shirt  what is your phone background?   ~reindeer  are you outgoing or shy?   ~shy  do you like it when people play with your hair?   ~YES! do you like your neighbours?   ~yeah  do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?   ~both  have you ever been high?   ~nope  have you ever been drunk?   ~yeah  last thing you ate?   ~tuna  favorite lyrics right now  ~coming home by falling in reverse  summer or winter?  ~winter day or night?   ~night  dark, milk, or white chocolate?   ~dark  favorite month?   ~April  what is your zodiac sign   ~Taurus  who was the last person you cried in front of?   ~family... :( 
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bigskydreaming · 4 years
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I dont want to intrude on your convo with your friend but I've been reading all your posts about your changelings verse since you started making them. Is the Alicia you mentioned next to Boyd in the poart about the changeling market meant to be Boyd's little sister from TW? What's her change, if you don't mind telling??
LOL no worries, and you’re not intruding, I don’t mind comments or weighing in on any post I make ever, unless its specifically under a cut and I’m like ‘plz dont reblog Im gonna delete this in ten minutes anyway, IM JUST HAVING A MOMENT OKAY’ lolol.
So yeah, you’re fine, and if you follow me because of TW which you obvsly know well enough to recognize Alicia’s name, you probably know how much I love exploring minor or barely ever used characters, haha. Alicia Boyd is no exception and I have a ridiculous number of headcanons and places I’ve used her in various unposted WIPs considering that she made all of one appearance on the show and it was a hallucination/flashback. BUT WHATEVER.
Anyway, Alicia’s Change is one of my faves, and given that she’s such a barely there presence in TW, she’s a character I’m pretty comfortable keeping just as she is in my TW changeling headcanons, when writing the official ‘to be published’ stuff in this ‘verse. 
All Changelings’ physical changes and magic are in some way related to their personalities and individual traits, even if that connection isn’t immediately obvious. And even though the Changelings are supernatural in origin, given that their magic reflects who they are and who they are is a product of a 21st century modern society, I wanted some of them to have changes and magic that seems in some ways almost sci-fi or technology based, even while still definitively being magic at its source.
So for no particular reason other than just its my head, I’ll headcanon what I want, I’ve always pictured Alicia as a STEM girl, very much into science and math, and her change and magic ties into that.
Basically, she looks just like she did before she was Changed, so she’s a fourteen year old black girl who’s just a slightly older version of the character we saw briefly on TW….except for the fact that she’s at all times surrounded by what appear to be like…ghostly versions of herself.
Like, at any given time there’s a half dozen to a dozen different versions of herself, totally intangible and somewhat faded/transparent like a photo that hasn’t been fully developed….and they’re all ‘orbiting’ her, for lack of a better term….kinda like the electrons of an atom orbit it.
And these other versions of herself all look slightly different upon closer inspection - different hairstyles, clothing, a couple have glasses, etc….and some appear like they’re floating in mid-air, others like their feet are sinking into the ground….and most of them usually look like they’re just hovering or flickering around Alicia like half-formed images or ghosts that are all moving, doing something - whether appearing like they’re talking, walking, fighting, reading, any number of things….and all of them seemingly paying no attention to what’s going on around Alicia here and now, if they’re even aware of it.
Which they are though, because the thing is, these ‘satellite versions of herself’ are all alternate versions of herself existing currently in other parallel universes where the Change still occurred and they all ended up with the same magic as this Alicia.
So essentially, there are between ten and sixteen versions of Alicia, spread across an equivalent number of parallel universes….who are all Changelings with the exact same magic….which connects them all.
Just like they appear like ghostly images of this Alicia here, this Alicia appears as one of the ghostly images hovering around each of the other versions of herself in their realities.
And despite them always looking like they’re doing their own thing for the most part and oblivious to anything happening in a different reality, that’s just a matter of them learning after a loooot of practice and trial and error, how to primarily just focus on their main reality and only keep a vague/back of their mind awareness trained on what’s happening with the other versions of herself via their magical connection.
Whenever something big happens to one of them though, no matter which reality, like if one of them is in danger, the others can immediately stop what they’re doing in their home realities and pay attention to the one who’s actively in danger….because all the Alicias can communicate with each other, share knowledge and life experiences and skills with each other, and so whenever one of them really needs the others, the others can all focus on them and come to their aid or support them in a variety of ways, even without being physically present.
And some of these parallel universes are more similar than others, and some of them are just sliiiiightly out of sync with the others….like one of the Alicias lives in a universe that for the most part is almost identical to this Alicia’s universe….except its timeline is like, thirty seconds ahead of this one’s.
Meaning while its not foolproof, due to the very very minor differences in realities resulting in the people in each reality making slightly different choices….that 30 seconds ahead Alicia tends to for the most part be able to give this Alicia a 30 seconds heads up to any unexpected danger. 
And there’s a bunch of other ways their magic is helpful too….each of the Alicias’ has their own fields of study…remember since Changeling magic reflects the person, the fact that these Alicias all have the same magic is because all of these versions of her are precocious little science and math prodigies in some way….but they all have slightly different interests and scientific and mathematic pursuits they’ve applied themselves towards or decided to study in earnest. Which means any one of them can at any time draw on the knowledge possessed by one of the others due to studying a specific field that the other one doesn’t know a ton about. Or they can just talk to each other directly, ask each other questions about something, or use themselves as a sounding board or to bounce ideas off of each other. 
So sometimes Alicia will just stop in the middle of talking to other Changelings in town here to be like hang on a sec, I need to get this….and appear to just be talking to one of her own flickering reflections in the middle of the sidewalk, while anyone who knows her well is pretty used to this and just chills like someone waiting for a friend to finish up on the phone after she had to take an urgent call, lol.
And since the Alicias don’t have to be in the same or similar physical space to still appear as satellites of each other Alicia in her home reality, one Alicia can be physically present at one side of town and really need something like….from a book she left at home on the other side of town. And one of the other Alicias is usually bound to be at home and by focusing on her, Alicia can just ask her to read from her own book what this Alicia needs to know, or like, check something online, or solve a problem real quick for her and give her the answer while she focuses on doing something else urgent at the same time, etc.
Then there’s the fact that some of the Alicias have a lot of self-defense training and teach the others some tricks, and a couple are very practiced with a variety of weapons they can pass along expertise about….one Alicia excels at picking locks, which comes in handy as this Alicia, along with about five of the others, is kinda like….the Nancy Drew of their respective Bordertowns, the pint-sized, precocious PI that other Changelings often turn to despite her age, because Alicia (all the Alicias, really) is damn good at what she does.
Also via their connection to each other’s realities, when they focus they can basically see what’s going on around one of the others, so for instance, when this one is in danger or running from someone or something like that, and a few of the others are safe and sound at home, they can just focus solely on her and everything going on around her, and its like Alicia has preternatural awareness of her surroundings then, because she’s got five or six other versions of herself flickering around her head and at her back like ghostly shadows…and all of them are shouting instructions to her or to look out for this or that or turn here, etc. So there’s basically six pairs of eyes looking out for her and keeping her apprised of everything that’s going on in her vicinity at the moment. 
That really comes in handy. 
Everyone can see the other versions of herself that are most present via her connection at any given moment, given that that’s the nature of her physical Change, but since its her magic specifically, only she can actually hear the other versions of her or interact with them….with very rare exceptions. None of them have quite figured out yet how the connection totally works, in the sense that some of them are in sharper focus at times than others, like, there’s always some connection between all of them, but at different times some feel further away and are harder to communicate or interact with than others. And they’re not sure if that’s because like, their different universes are engaged in some kind of movement or orbit or rotation relative to each other, or if there’s some other reason for it, but a few of them are always working on that particular puzzle at any given moment, lol. 
But on a related note, on three separate occasions, when one of the Alicias in one reality was in extreme danger, another Alicia was able to temporarily ‘jump into the driver’s seat’ of that Alicia’s body, via their connection….one time was when one of the skilled fighters jumped into one of the Alicias who was being attacked by someone she’d followed during one of her investigations and turned out to be more dangerous than she’d expected….another time one of the other Alicias jumped into the body of an Alicia who’d been knocked unconscious in an accident and the other Alicia was able to assume control of her body and get her out of danger until she woke up and it bumped the other one back into her own body….and then the third time, one of the Alicias saw that this Alicia was about to get hit by a car that she didn’t see coming, and the alternate Alicia tried to warn her by projecting through their connection as hard as she could, to look out….and somehow accidentally jumped fully into this Alicia’s body and threw her(self) out of the way, before almost immediately being slingshotted back into her own body.
Except none of them have figured out how to do anything like that on command, despite it vexing a number of them. They just know it most likely has something to do with the intensity of a life or death threat or situation making it possible…even though it doesn’t always seem to happen, so they try not to rely on it.
And on one particularly memorable occasion that none of them have the faintest clue why or how it happened, eight of them went from flickering around this Alicia like satellite ghosts….to manifesting physically around her in this reality in their own bodies, and shocking the hell out of the guy trying to intimidate her, who was not at all prepared for the teen girl to suddenly be just one of a literal crowd of nine girls all staring him down. So he turned tail and ran, and they all almost instantly winked back into their home realities and returned to just being afterimage-esque glimpses of them still orbiting around her.
None of them have any idea how that happened or why, let alone how to make it happen again, which irritates the crap out of most of them because ugh, screw magic, there has to be a logical explanation for at least the mechanism of this, damn you supernatural forces with no coherent consistency!
(All the Alicias rant quite often about their inability to pin down firm rules for a lot of Changeling magic and how and why it operates the way it does. Big fans of logic, the Alicias. Not so much the bafflement).
Sooooo….she’s a LOT of fun to write, even though she’s very challenging to…maneuver around, narratively speaking, if that makes sense, lol….but like, yeah, I have a blast writing her. 
The main Alicia, the one who’s always front and center, is snarky but never in a mean-spirited way. More like….her mind is always twenty steps ahead of everyone around her, sometimes literally, lol, and so she rolls her eyes a lot and sometimes makes a show of being exasperated that she has to slow down and wait for everyone to catch up, but its not because of “oh I think everyone but me is so stupid” or anything like that, its usually just….pure impatience on her part. 
The second she figures something out she wants to go, go, go, move on to wherever that leads. She winds up getting in various less than totally safe situations purely because she doesn’t want to stop and grab someone to go along with her when checking something out, but also just because the nature of her magic means she’s never truly completely on her own, and she sometimes forgets to factor that in, or remember that her other selves aren’t usually physically present and able to help her out of a jam. 
She’s so used to their presences that every so often she just genuinely forgets that they’re not right there in the room with her, which has caused some confusion to more than one person when meeting her for the first time and realizing those silent movie-style images of her are actually real and she’s actually communicating with them, not just talking to thin air.
Fortunately, she’s smart and capable in her own right, so when you multiply that by a factor of twelve to fifteen similar minds all attuned to all of their best interests….there’s very few situations she isn’t capable of getting out of on her own. Not that this makes her big brother facepalm any less when she blithely handwaves off a recent escapade as no big deal and something she has no idea why he’s getting so worked up about.
(I mean, she does totally get his concerns and isn’t lacking in self-awareness, its just that she’s also committed to giving him gray hairs before he’s forty. She is, among other things, still a little sister after all.)
Due to her many alternate selves, and the vast array of personality differences between each of them, that many of her close friends are at least aware of by proxy, given that even though they can’t hear her other selves, they’ve all heard her casually talk about them often enough to know them in a sense as well….
Anyway, so a lot of Changelings have nicknames based on their Changes or magic, and she’s no exception. She goes by her own name and just introduces herself as Alicia, but its not uncommon to hear others address her as or reference her as ‘Sybil.’
When asked how she feels about that name, she tends to just shrug and stare off into the distance contemplatively. “I don’t know,” she’ll say at last. “Part of me loves it, and part of me hates it.”
And then she’ll just grin as everyone around her just groans, because she’s just Like This, and just looooves being literal in little ways like that - given that she’s literally acknowledging that half of her alternates feel the one way, and the other half feel the other way. 
Another common line of hers is something like “Hey, I’m only problematic on Thursdays,” or “that wasn’t me, that was Alicia Number Nine, its not my fault she hates you.”
Her magic is just weird enough and behaves just erratically and unexpectedly enough, that its hard to be entirely sure when she’s just bullshitting you and when she might actually be telling the truth and some weird power snafu had one of the other Alicias in her body the last time you interacted with her and she was short with you.
There’s never a dull moment with her.
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my sort of thing
Remus Lupin to Sirius Black: turn down gasolina
Sirius Black: ur literally miles away
Remus Lupin: are you playing it
Sirius Black: well yeah
Remus Lupin: turn it down
Lily Evans to Sirius Black: tell potter to stop trying to engage me with fruit based wordplay
Sirius Black: he’ll be gutted
Sirius Black: also how did u get this number
Lily Evans: its written in the girls bathroom with TWAT over it
Sirius Black: and u assumed it was me
Lily Evans: well potter doesnt have an 021 number
Peter Pettigrew to gross gang: DISASTER ALERT
Peter Pettigrew: the vending machine ate my dollar and didnt give me my crisps
Peter Pettigrew to gross gang: stop seening me
James Potter to crew (cuts should b our new Look™): U LOT ARE NEVER GOING TO FUCKING BELIEVE THIS
James Potter to Lily Evans: i cant believe u rear ended me
Lily Evans: i said id cover the damage
James Potter: will u get my personalized plate fixed
Lily Evans: i’ll do u one better and buy u a new one
James Potter to Lily Evans: so my ‘’’’personalized plate’’’’’ just arrived
James Potter: it’s a bit of paper with ‘shitbitch’ on it
Lily Evans: i also drew a border
Sirius Black: to if we renacted Lizzie McGuire (2001-2004) who would be lizzie: if there was a nuclear apocalypse i would save any dog over all of u
Remus Lupin: what brought this on
Sirius Black: just saw a dog and wanted 2 be clear  
Peter Pettigrew to James Potter: why is there a piece of paper with ‘shitbitch’ on it on ur car
Sirius Black to James Potter: im in the assembly hall replacing all the trophies with vodka bottles
James Potter: no ur not
James Potter: cause im in the assembly hall replacing the curtains with glad wrap
Sirius Black: nah im in dumstrams assembly hall
James Potter: we dont go to dumstram
Sirius Black: whats ur point
James Potter to Lily Evans: remember last night when u asked me what my favourite kitchen utensil was
Lily Evans: no
James Potter: it was after beer pong but before you dumped a bag of flour on my head and called me a snowman
Lily Evans: still no
James Potter: well anyway ive had a thought and decided its the can opener
Peter Pettigrew to sirius you are neither cool nor a drug dealer: the assemblies projector is impossible to hack
Remus Lupin: don’t say hack when ur just swapping the DVDs
Peter Pettigrew: u never let me b cool
James Potter to Lily Evans: can i borrow ur chem hmw
James Potter: by borrow i mean copy
Lily Evans: i didnt do it i was gunna ask u
Lily Evans to Remus Lupin: hey remus
Remus Lupin: i didnt do the chem homework either
Lily Evans: bye remus
James Potter to can giraffes get ripped: if evans asks I dont know who coldplay is
Sirius Black to Lily Evans: potter loves coldplay and went to their concert in 2011
Peter Pettigrew to Lily Evans: james’ favourite coldplay song is charlie brown
Remus Lupin to Lily Evans: if u play ‘fix you’ once james has had one (1) beer he will tear up and pretend its hay fever  
James Potter to can giraffes get ripped: no one here has any fucking loyalty
Peter Pettigrew to it should be pengu not pingu: sirius u ate all the humus and now mums pissed
Sirius Black: did u tell liz it was me
Sirius Black: say it was lupin
Remus Lupin: do not
Sirius Black changed the group name to (do it pete) get fucked remus
Unknown to James Potter: i think we need to get our stories straight
James Potter: who is this ??
Unknown: lily obvsly
Unknown: im using a burner in case the police hack my phone
James Potter: christ
James Potter: we spilt water on one library book
Unknown: so long dickweed im going underground
James Potter: does this mean ur missing bake off
Unknown: no obvsly ill go after bake off im not an animal
James Potter to Sirius Black: would u marry me to stop me from getting deported
Sirius Black: obviously
Sirius Black: why
James Potter: just checking
Sirius Black to Lily Evans: u want me and james 2 punch avery 4 the calling u poor thing
Lily Evans: no
Lily Evans: do not do that
Sirius Black: wish youd sent this earlier
Lily Evans: i replied literally a minute after u sent this
Lily Evans: sirius what have u done
Lily Evans to James Potter: i dont need you lot punching people for me its really not on
James Potter: technically i was keying avery’s car so didn’t punch anyone
James Potter: however sirius did
James Potter: also remus
James Potter: peter was in the bathroom
James Potter: also u coating mulciber’s locker with rotten banana after he ripped remus’ bag last week was ‘really not on’ either but you still did it
Sirius Black to Remus Lupin: u look awful did u sleep last night
Sirius Black: go home
Remus Lupin: i cant miss bio
Sirius Black: ill go for u
Remus Lupin: u dont take bio
Sirius Black: irrelevant
James Potter to Lily Evans: if i didn’t know better id say u were getting detentions just to see me
Lily Evans: good thing u know better then
Lily Evans to Sirius Black: am currently covered in greek yoghurt & hiding in slughorns toilet
Sirius Black: hot
Lily Evans: that was meant for james
Lily Evans: also whats wrong with you  
Lily Evans to James Potter: U DRAGGED ME TO THIS FUCKING MOVIE AND UR FUCKING LATE
Lily Evans: UNBELIEVABLE
Lily Evans: IM SITTING IN THE CINEMA ALONE
Lily Evans: oh
Lily Evans: ok Slight Problem i am in the Wrong Cinema
Remus Lupin to Peter Pettigrew: tell sirius his bag is open
Peter Pettigrew: why don’t u tell him
Remus Lupin: im not speaking to him bc he said james glasses’ made me look like a wombat
Peter Pettigrew to peter doesnt eat the carrot skin and Its Weak: just saw evans eating a lemonade ice block
Sirius Black: theyre famously bland u have to drop her james
James Potter: fat chance
Lily Evans to James Potter: if/when we’re on a panel show our team name will be pottered plants
Lily Evans: dont u dare seen this ive never been funnier
Sirius Black to loser lane: good morning friends
Sirius Black: get fucked peter
Peter Pettigrew: i SAID SORRY i didn’t know it was ur bagel  
Sirius Black: lupin tell peter that i am not speaking to him
Remus Lupin: peter, sirius says he wants to blow you
Peter Pettigrew: i decline
Sirius Black: u fucking what
Sirius Black: it would be THE HONOUR OF YOUR LIFE to get blown by me u fucking heathen
Lily Evans to James Potter: sirius just said i look pretty and didnt ask to borrow gas money after
James Potter: unheard of
James Potter: you do look pretty tonight
Lily Evans: cheers
Lily Evans: youve never said that to me before are you sneaking wine behind slughorns back
James Potter: no
James Potter (yes)
James Potter: if i said u looked pretty every time you did id never say anything else
Sirius Black: to hmu bitch: who took my FUCKING LAVA LAMP
James Potter: u don’t even use it
Sirius Black: give it back judas
James Potter to Lily Evans: i hate everyone here
Lily Evans: dont let sirius hear u say that
James Potter: hes making out with mcdonald he cant hear anything
James Potter: if you were here this would be bearable
Lily Evans: nah id just drink ur beer and be annoying
James Potter: true
James Potter: still want you here like mad
Lily Evans to Remus Lupin: can u die from eating to much pasta
Remus Lupin: why would i know this
Sirius Black to Lily Evans: heard ur dying
Sirius Black: can i have ur nice waterbottle
Lily Evans to James Potter: come over please
James Potter: you alright?
James Potter: you never say please when you ask me round
Lily Evans: everything has gone a little bit horrible and petunia has left and i have broken a plate
Lily Evans: please come and do that thing you do where everything isnt as bad when youre here
James Potter to Peter Pettigrew: when im in india can u feed the fish
Peter Pettigrew: ?? u don’t have fish
James Potter: yes we do theyre in the pond
Peter Pettigrew: sirius has pushed me into that pond 17 times ive never seen any fish
James Potter: hold on
James Potter: ur never going to believe this my mum has been playing this fish joke on me for seven fucking years im
James Potter: WHY WOULD ANYONE JOKE ABT SOMETHING LIKE THIS
Lily Evans to James Potter: christ i miss u
Lily Evans: didnt realise how serious that would sound over text
Lily Evans: its just its only been four days since u left but i have 983293 things to tell u and ur not here
Lily Evans: anyway
Lily Evans: i feel like an idiot goodnight
James Potter to Lupin more like LupLAME: I HAVE RETURNED  
Sirius Black: did u bring gifts
James Potter: no
Sirius Black: go back
Lily Evans to Remus Lupin: not 2 b dramatic but anything james can do i can do better
Lily Evans: including eating the most grapes in 2 minutes which i have just proven
Remus Lupin: are you two ever just normal
Remus Lupin changed the group name to uncultured shits
James Potter: we’re not uncultured just cause we dont like crackers
Sirius Black: i love crackers but only with caviar
Remus Lupin: dont align yourself with me
James Potter to Lily Evans: thanks for the oranges
James Potter: also why the oranges
Lily Evans: because you like them and our neighbors tree is low hanging  
James Potter: oh
James Potter: shit im glad i know you
Lily Evans to Sirius Black: james just fell in the parking lot and set off a car alarm
Sirius Black: typical
Sirius Black: i cant believe you want to fuck this guy
Lily Evans: yeah
Lily Evans: WAIT
Remus Lupin to Sirius Black: so u know today when james nearly died trying to jump off the assembly balcony to win a fiver
Sirius Black: i think i do recall
Remus Lupin: remember when he was on the ground and everyone was yelling and you asked me what the number for 000 was
Sirius Black: i was STRESSED
Remus Lupin: this isnt about you do you know what lily said to peter abt james
Remus Lupin: peter was bein all dramatic and said ‘hes dying’
Remus Lupin: and lily said ‘dont be ridiculous he would never do that to me’
Sirius Black: when are they going to fuck
Remus Lupin: yeah i thought it was rather romantic myself
Lily Evans to James Potter: at the risk of sounding like a tit im rlly tired of not kissing you
Lily Evans: as in i would really very much like to kiss you now and often
Lily Evans: its so late and i like you so much
Lily Evans: you always know how to make me laugh
James Potter: open your window
Lily Evans: its three in the morning
James Potter: if i keep running these red lights like i am i should be outside urs in 3 minutes  
Lily Evans: oh thank god
Sirius Black to if birds get the flu can they still call it bird flu??: james has changed his profile pic from The Boys™ to one of him and lil
James Potter: why are you talking abt me like im not in this chat
Sirius Black: lupin, tell potter im not speaking to him
Remus Lupin: james, sirius says he wants to blow you
James Potter: id rather he didnt
Sirius Black: WHY DOES NO ONE WANT ME TO BLOW THEM WHEN WILL I FIND REAL MATES
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jiilys · 7 years
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‘cause when you walked into the room just then
theatre au collab with @alrightpotter. here’s her part.
a/n: lucie, my love!!! happy birthday!!! i’d want to know you if you reached peak gay or became buffy summers dog or could only eat car tires. i love you badly. id probably give up weetbix for you. have the best day in the world.
Godric’s Post                                                                              8th February 2009
Film: The Wind In the Whomping Willows Director: Bathilda Bagshot Plot Summary: 4 friends go for a picnic. Boredom ensues.
I’ve never liked Bathilda Bagshot, and yes this may have been because of an incident at one of my parents’ house parties where she literally hissed at me when I reached for another baked potato, but the point still stands. She continues rely on prolonged dialogue scenes that don’t move the plot along and stretch to the point of absurdity, until the viewer is begging for a change in scene, shot, anything, only to presented with (unbelievably) yet more boredom.  
So put aside whatever resentment you’re harbouring that I just name dropped Bathilda Bagshot and that she used to come to my house, and wallow in how wasted my Friday night was watching this garbage. My personal highlight was the closing credits, because it meant I could at last be free from this endless hell of four people sitting in a wood, talking about sandwiches and grass for two hours straight.
Naturally I imagine some people enjoyed the film, (Bagshot does know her way around a camera, I’ll give her that, the cinematography was flawless.) however dear, cherished, hopefully-subscribed-and-not-reading-this-on-the-free-trial-reader, I must ask: who doesn’t like a little during movie commentary? Before Friday I would have said no one, but after Friday I would have to say no one, with the exception of uptight, haughty gingers.
Rather like Penelope Clearwater’s unfortunate character in The Wind in the Whomping Boredom, I too found myself being falsely accused of a crime I did not commit. In Clearwater’s case (she shines in the film, despite Bagshot’s insistence she be holding a mirror in every scene) it was of stealing the picnic sandwiches. Mine was the slightly more serious charge of ‘injuring’ a fellow reviewer.
I want it stated for the record that no such injury occurred, and that as far as I am aware popcorn is rarely classified as an assault weapon, but I am willing to hear argument on the matter. However I could be wrong because the reviewer in question seemed to genuinely enjoy the Wind In the Whomping Waste of Time, so maybe it wasn’t her eye that should be examined, but her brain.
In summary: this film has done the impossible and been even more tedious than Bagshot’s last effort, A History of the Snake Inside Me, which I didn’t think possible. My nine-year-old criticisms rarely stand up to scrutiny but I think my judgement of Ms Bagshot being The Worst has proven correct. Furthermore, I want it noted for no particular reason at all that if at any point I am contacted by a lawyer about paying medical bills for a non-existent injury, I will do something else ‘ridiculous’ and ‘childlike’ like toilet papering a Certain Reviwers house or broadcasting my witty and hilarious movie commentary over a loudspeaker during each and every film I will ever attend from this point on.
(the editor Remus J. Lupin wishes to clarify for legal reasons that comments above are aimed at no particular individual, all wishes views presented are the writer and the writers views alone, and to please not sue the paper)
Godric’s Post                                                                                  3rd March 2009
Film: 101 Fantastic Beasts Director: Newt Scamander Plot Summary: CGI animals have a good time. Audience have a good time.
Scamander has always had a talent for animation, even his questionable films like Beasts Which Are Fantastic If Only We Knew Where To Find Them (nonsensical, long-winded title) and The Porpentina Goldstein Story (thought it was going to be about hedgehogs. It was not.) should be seen purely for their onscreen beauty alone.
Thankfully, 101 Fantastic Beats wasn’t a repeat of the Hedgehog Incident but rather exactly what it says on the tin, 101 Fantastic Beasts romping around the city and having a jolly good time, until one of them dies and the entire world becomes a bleak hell-scape that you are desperate to escape because you can’t stop crying.
Unfortunately my screening experience of this charming film was somewhat hindered by the near constant stream of insults and accusations of ‘eye assault’ from a Certain Reviewer which culminated in said reviewer tipping popcorn that Was Not Hers across The Innocent Victims Lap.
The reviewers in question needn’t have ever spoken again but because a Certain Reviewer had slandered another Wholly Blameless Reviewer in her paper, which the Wholly Blameless Reviewer’s Mother reads, some things had to be sorted out. And those things were trying to get the Certain Reviewer to print a retraction so the Wholly Blameless Reviewers Mother would stop bloody going on about it.  
On top of this Wholly Blameless was mocked mercilessly for showing emotion during what ranks as one of the most heart-breaking scenes of all time, next to such movie moments as the ending of Dead Poets Society and the shooting of Bambi’s mother in Bambi. Obviously a Certain Reviewer needs to borrow a heart so she doesn’t have to poke fun at others for having what she does not: feelings. Wholly Blameless would be happy to lend her some of his, as he’s just good like that and not at all the ‘slice of expired a*shole’ he’d previously been accused of being.
101 Beasts has heart (unlike Certain Reviewer’s) and is appropriate for the whole family excluding twelve year olds, because obviously they’re terrible and you’d never want to take them anywhere anyway, so it’s a win-win.
(The editor wishes to clarify that the writers list of saddest movie moments is flawed because it has left off the Jack death scene from Titanic because the writer thinks ‘Cameron clearly emotionally manipulated the audience’ and ‘there was plenty of room for both of them on that door’ because the writer is an imbecile. The editor cannot believe he is the film critic.)
Godric’s Post                                                                                  11th April 2009
Film: The Cupboard Under The Stairs Director: Gilderoy Lockhart Summary: You really don’t want to know.
Gilderoy Lockhart has won two Oscars, and yet every time I watch one of his films I have to forcefully remind myself that it wasn’t shot by a nine-year old with a camcorder who uses their dog as a sound assistant. The dullness of the film will stun and bewilder all who see it, as it defies reason why such a thing should be made.
True Hairy Chins Shouldn’t Be Seen By The Public was wildly funny (despite meaning to be a serious documentary), but aside from that I can’t think of a Lockhart film I’ve ever enjoyed aside from classics like Gadding With Ghouls and Travels With Trolls which hardly look like Lockhart films at all, despite him having directed them.
Cupboard Under The Stairs is so mind-blowing ridiculous, from the wooden dialogue to the extended shots of director and star Lockhart doing mind-numbingly boring tasks while smiling garishly, that when I found myself sitting next to a Certain Reviewer I didn’t even bother to move but rather stayed if only to have something to do. A slight physical fight broke out, and by fight I mean a Certain Reviewer hit me for a comment I made about the twenty second long director credit, so obviously I pinched her, and then before I knew what was happening we had been thrown out.
I don’t want you to think, dear reader who has clicked on this review and therefore pays my rent, that I might have acted unprofessionally by getting thrown out a movie twenty minutes in. I want to clarify: I absolutely acted unprofessionally. There is no ‘might’ about it. But my point still stands: the film was garbage, and that fact that I could tell this from only the first twenty minutes is further evidence of its garbagery.
Now I know at this point you’re all clambering to hear more about the two hours I spent alone with a Certain Reviewer, as for some bizarre reason, you’re all incredibly interested in our relationship built off pure loathing and irritation. Well, prepare yourselves readers, because a Certain Reviewer’s favorite filmmaker is not only Wes Anderson (!! There should be a limit to the amount of pastel on a screen at one point). But she also hasn’t read the best novel of all time, The Great Gatsby, and then told me that that ‘wasn’t that weird’ and asked me to ‘close my mouth’ because ‘its been two minutes’ and its ‘getting weird’.
However she did earn points back by liking Star Wars (if she hadn’t, I may have committed a crime worse than Cupboard Under the Stairs’ acting) and she also noted that Leonardo DiCaprio in Romeo + Juliet was her sexual awakening, and I to felt a deep attraction to DiCaprio and still do despite his insistence on growing a beard every few years. She laughed at this, but I think it was a laugh of agreement, so therefore it wasn’t bad.
Cupboard Under the Stairs was one of the worst atrocities committed to film, but a Certain Reviewer agreed that Han shooting first was an important part of his character, so all is not wrong with the world.
Text from James Potter to Sirius Black: do u think i look like leonardo dicaprio
Sirius Black: no
Sirius Black: is this bc evans said she liked him
James Potter: absolutely not
Text from James Potter to Remus Lupin: do i look like leo dicaprio
Remus Lupin: firstly, dont call him leo
Remus Lupin: and secondly, obvsly not
Remus Lupin: no two people have ever looked more different
James Potter: fuck u
Text from James Potter to Peter Pettigrew: do i look like leo dicaprio
Peter Pettigrew: no u look like u have a thing for evans
Peter Pettigrew: sirius told me to say that
Peter Pettigrew: whos evans
James Potter: do u not even read my fuckin column pete
Peter Pettigrew: it costs four pounds a week to subscribe to ur shitty paper i don’t have that kind of money
Godric’s Post                                                                                     3rd May 2009
RED CARPET WATCH
The Godric’s own Sirius Black, gossip columnist extraordinaire, was sent to the Red Carpet premiere of A Streetcar Named the Knightbus and reported back to us on all the hot gossip and glamour of the night.
In what may have been my favorite red-carpet to date, not in the least because Rita Skeeter was thrown out for badgering guests only ten minutes in, but because the greatest thing in the world happened. It was so great in fact, that I managed to look past the colossal injustice of me not being invited to walk the carpet myself, which was clearly a mistake (the editor Remus J Lupin would like to clarify it was not) and have a roaring good night.
May I just clarify that by roaring good night I mean I got absolutely plastered (The editor wishes to state that The Godric does not promote drinking) so the night comes back to me in bits, and from what I can remember everyone looked great. I can’t remember what the film was about, or even if they let me in (editor: they did not.) but even if it wasn’t I’m sure the film was good too. (editor: it was average)
But as I mentioned above, the best thing in the world happened, and that was that The Godric’s very own film critic James Potter got to walk the red carpet. He will tell you this is because his insightful and poignant columns are finally getting the attention they deserve. Any sane person would then loudly talk over him and say the real reason is because he’s become rapidly more popular with the introduction of a Miss Lily Evans, also a film critic, into his weekly reviews. Or, as James calls her, A Certain Reviewer. (editor: for legal reasons the editor must assert that A Certain Reviewer could be any individual and to please not sue the paper for defamation.)
Turns out Miss Evans had a popularity boost as well, because she was also on the red carpet, looking ravishing in a backless teal ballgown, and honestly, readers, it was a sight to see Evans in that dress. Potter obviously thought so to, as he spent the entire night staring. And not subtle staring. Obvious, in-awe, I-can’t-believe-a-person-can-look this-good, staring.
Now, once I’d gotten over the fact that not once in our ten-year friendship had James ever given me that look, I was absolutely thrilled. I had a thirty pound bet going that they’d be together by May and I’d just won, if that look was any indication. (the editor: it was twenty pounds.)
Furthermore, Evans and Potter spent the entire night talking, not even noticing how the cameras had utterly latched on to them despite having no idea who they were, purely based on the looks they were giving each other. It was a sight to behold, seeing two utterly oblivious people in formalwear hold a conversation probably about the merits of dressing gowns (they talk about weird stuff like that) while what felt like the entire world took photos.
Now I’m aware I’m meant to be discussing the gossip and glamour from the whole night and not just two D-list celebrities who happen to both be my friends. But consider this: I do not care. These photos are modern art. Both so clearly have a crush on each other it’s embarrassing. Even Moony would have to agree (the editor: I do.). Anyway, in summary of the night: I bet everyone reading this that they’ll be screwing in a month. Mark my words.
[image: a man in a suit and a woman in a dress, against a while backdrop with A Street Car Named the Knightbus film logo printed across it. Her head is turned towards him, laughing, holding a delicate purse. He is looking at her, mouth parted, like she is the first girl he has ever seen. Something to be looked at just to make sure she didn’t disappear, blown by the wind, like in a dream. A dream girl- except not. A real girl, in a real dress, in a real place. He can’t quite believe it. A hundred camera flashes go in the background.]
Text from Sirius Black to James Potter: so whens the wedding
James Potter: i fuckin hate u
Sirius Black renamed the group james’ got the hots for evans
James Potter: this is cyber bullying
James Potter: im calling netsafe
Remus Lupin renamed the group netsafe cant help the fact that ur in love with evans
James Potter renamed the group stop now
Sirius Black renamed the group not a chance mate
Sirius Black created the Facebook Page Lily Evans and James Potter should get it on
This page received 17,798 likes.
Text from Lily Evans to Sirius Black: im going to fucking maim u. take it down.
Sirius Black: sent a link
Lily Evans: if that’s a link to the fucking page i will cut your balls off
Sirius Black: its not
Sirius Black: on an unrelated note do not click on that link it is a virus I just remembered
Remus Lupin created the Facebook Page Lily Evans and James Potter should get it on part two because lily made us delete the last one
This page received: 21,104 likes.
(don’t forget to check out ellie’s part here)
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