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Hi bb, ty for the prompt to write my thoughts!
So I can't get on tumblr at work anymore unless I go outside to get good signal on my phone so I have only been privy to what's going on here today from friends on discord. So maybe I'm missing some nuance or the what my mutuals think and I apologize in advance for that but I'm going to speak plainly.
This is the only way Watcher is going to survive.
The view counts have been steady through Mystery Files season 2 but they aren't, like, astronomical. A video with a million views nets a channel between $10,000 - $30,000. Guys. That's nothing for Watcher. They have to pay each of their 25+ employees a salary with insurance and benefits and for everything else their channel requires. Steven said in the video today that a season of Ghost Files costs hundreds of thousands of dollars. I don't think everyone is hearing that part and understanding how much money that is, especially compared to many other YouTubers they watch. I'm not an expert on other YouTubers but I look at the Sims people I watch. They are successful with views in the hundred k range because they are a company of one. Themselves and maybe paying a freelancer to help edit their videos. For one person, the stakes are lower and the potential for profit is higher! Especially for gamers that are filming in their homes. YouTubers like this, making niche content on the cheap, are who is going to make it in YouTube now.
Watcher is none of those things. They have, from day one, wanted to make high quality unscripted content. All of their shows are shows. They aren't just "Ryan and Shane do [thing]" or "Steven eats [whatever]". They are shows, like ones you see on cable TV or any streamer. And shows are not cheap. Unscripted is cheaper, sure, than scripted. But that doesn't mean cheap. Especially not with the sheer production value we've seen on all their shows, in particular Ghost Files (hundreds of thousands of dollars). That is how much something like Ghost Adventures costs, which is on Travel Channel, an actual TV network that puts up all those costs.
So. That's why Watcher has to pivot to survive.
I think it's a great idea, personally. And yes, I am in a position where I can financially afford it no problem, which I know is a privilege! I am very lucky in that regard. And I understand that many people are upset they won't see the boys as easily on YouTube anymore. That is valid! But they have openly said they are totally fine with password sharing and I think that's a great way to cut down on costs for some folks. Also right now there's a great deal on the yearly sub for early subscribers. $40 for a year is cheaper than any streaming service and it doesn't go to anyone other than Watcher.
I understand that people feel hurt and blindsided, but I think Watcher is also feeling this too. They have been so excited about this and being able to make whatever they want without having to worry about sponsors and now they're mostly seeing anger directed their way. Especially at Steven. Steven is not rich. You know who's rich? David Zaslav, a man who is single-handedly ruining Warner Brothers and making himself a billionaire while he's at it. THAT is the kind of person we should be directing our anger at streaming prices and quality of the media landscape at. Not one small business that is just trying to survive so they can continue paying their employees.
And one more thing. I've seen folks saying they'd rather watch more ads than pay and while I get that, that's not going to help Watcher make what they want. YouTube famously demonetizes videos with swears which is why I can't watch a video with DRAG QUEENS without every other line being bleeped and Watcher has been so good about not bleeping their content because they know we would hate it. And YouTube does this because of advertisers. Advertisers only want to appeal to the most broad of audiences so that means not supporting anything slightly left of center. Having to deal with ads sucks from the creator perspective and does not help them in the long run.
Anyway, this is all a bit rambling, but these are my thoughts on WatcherTV. I'm extremely excited to subscribe and make them make more Weird Wonderful World. I hope to see you all there.
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Apologies if this is personal and you don't want to answer (or you don't want to answer for any other reason!); if that is the case no worries. But anyway by virtue of the fact that I am (sort of) a linguist I often get curious about people's language situation. You speak English obviously but spent your childhood in Korea, and often went to the English language book store while there? What is like, your personal linguistic history? Like, what language(s) did you grow up speaking, which ones did you learn later and when, etc? How fluent do you consider yourself in both English and Korean? If you don't mind my asking.
Haha, this is a dream scenario for me (someone asking about a situation I find fascinating about myself because I've never met anyone else with that background, but is probably boring to most people). Here's a longer story than you probably want:
My parents emigrated to the US before I was born, stayed for a decade, and moved back to Korea right after I was born. They're conversational in English, and my sister (12 years my elder) is fluent. Speaking English is valuable in Korea, so they raised me to be bilingual. They taught me the alphabet, bought me English language children's books, and sent me to an English language school run by Christian missionaries for preschool, kindergarten, and part of first grade.
My sister left the country when I was three to go to a boarding school in the US, but she came back every year for holidays, spoke exclusively in English to me, and refused to let the conversation move on if I mispronounced a word.
When I was six, my parents moved further away from the missionaries' school and switched me to a neighborhood public elementary school. At this point I was mildly more fluent in English than in Korean. Reading (English books) was a self-sustaining reaction I spent every free hour on. There were fewer interesting Korean books for children. Korea had industrialized ~30 years prior, and the hangeul writing system had only been in full use ~50 years at that point. As far as I knew, there was no CS Lewis of Korea, no Tolkien, no Diana Wynne Jones. In Korean bookstores, many of the prominent books on display were translated – The Little Prince was popular for children, and there was a children's fiction fad around another French author (who afaik never made a splash in the States) whose name I forget.
So I'm reading like 10 hours a day, at the dinner table, on the escalator when my mom takes me while she's shopping, sometimes under the desk at school flipping the pages with my toes, because the teachers don't care. (This is a huge W as far as I'm concerned for Korea – public school teaching is a somewhat competitive and standardized government job, it attracts people who lack great passion for either teaching or controlling children.) Meanwhile my peers don't like me much because my vibes are rancid: I have a compulsive laugh tic I haven't gotten under control, and I don't seem to understand their preferences very well or actively seek to understand them. Fair enough. I have one friend at any given time and she's usually on the fence about me.
When I'm old enough to take the train on my own, some weekends my mom gives me 5000 won for the train ticket + lunch, and I go into Seoul to visit one bookstore that has a 10-shelf English section. I pick a book, spend the day finishing it, and go home. Instead of my English language skills lapsing and being overtaken by the language I'm immersed in, I'm going deeper into English. Which increased the disconnect between me and my peers. I remember overhearing a conversation about an anime (The Black Cat) and eagerly asking if they'd also read the Edgar Allen Poe short story. I wanted to much to talk about shared interests, but it didn't occur to me to "invite myself into their interests" by picking up the manga they talked about.
...this all made my childhood weird in ways that have shaped me hugely but are difficult to describe. I was isolated and not, happy and not, stimulated and not, developing unevenly...
At eleven I discover fanfiction.net, probably one of the most impactful events of my life. I'm running out of physical books, I've read everything five or ten times, but then the computer! has made a deal with me! It contains INFINITE LITERATURE, although sometimes people seemed to misspell things on purpose and I didn't know why. (I had, approximately, never encountered misspellings in written material before.) In return the internet would take MY SOUL FOREVER although I didn't realize this at the time. I post a 100K Harry Potter epic over the next year where Harry is trained by a special assassin cult that lives under a mountain.
My parents have no idea what is on the internet. They're on a new temporal continent with no clue there's a parasite that can turn your daughter into a fujoshi. They do know that they have a worrying child. But! Her grades are really good, especially when she's testing in English. Good enough that although they originally intended not to send me to the US (my sister got depressed and burned out, and they attributed it to sending her to a different country for school), it made much more sense for me to go. I was on track to get a full ride at an Ivy, a carrot they were Not Immune to, and I obviously despised Korea and wanted to leave.
When I arrived in the States, I was terrified of speaking English to real native speakers. My language experience was "reading/writing: 95% English, speaking/listening: 90% Korean". I could perfectly pronounce any English sentence when I tried, but I'd occasionally and bizarrely mix up R and L, or the vowel sounds "ih" and "eeh" if I weren't paying attention. This went away after a year but I felt extra shy and didn't talk much. I'd guess 80% of my social cachet in freshman year came from writing funny Facebook posts.
I remember my time in Korea without feeling bothered by any single aspect, but overall I still have a big sense of "wow I didn't like that", have avoided non-Americanized Korean people since getting here (ten years ago), and now speak Korean haltingly. I'll try to teach it to my children so that they have the option of that cultural connection, but I don't think I can do a good job. It's feels 90% true thinking/speaking Korean is just a normal skill, a thing I do sometimes on the phone – and 10% true that the happier and more whole I become in the US, the more unsettling it feels to speak Korean at all.
#dashreplies#max1461#oof this is long. i'm like a slowly spinning pipe and if you whistle down me on the right day i'll just blare all this stuff out.#mixed feelings of wanting ppl to Get It (gestures at above) vs not wanting to overnarrativize – it's too easy to emphasize the wrong things#the way i explain this is often unsatisfying – which is why the above got so long – I'm trying not to condense in ways that feel wrong
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Good evening folks! Thank you tuning in!
I'm supposed to be finishing up a request right now but It's six am, I was missing my dog and this popped in my brain, Alastor who hates dogs and a reader who has one
and I can NOT write anything else until I get this out of my brain, I may be projecting a little bit here.
Alastor x reader with a dog headcanons + a drabble thing? in the middle [Romantic]
Warnings!
Brief mention of your dog passing on [it's implied from old age]
all dogs go to heaven but yours wanted to stay with you even if you ended up down below, Alastor being mean to dogs, also once again Alastor may be OOC or leaning into fanon, Apologies for any grammar mistakes!
Okay so it's pretty well known that Alastor doesn't like dogs because they were involved during his death [I think, I can't remember if that's canon or fanon but we're keeping it for this]
I don't think he's scared of them, he just thinks they're one of the worst things created, especially the hellborn ones, not hellhounds [to be fair he probably hates them too]
You know the dogs that fizzarolli has in Helluva boss? The tweaked out lookin' ones? Yeah Alastor hates em' if he saw one on the street he either moves away from em', moves them aside with his staff while giving the owners the stink eye, he doesn't go out of his way to do anything to them usually.
Point is dude doesn't like dogs and if he can help it doesn't interact with them, and I see him more as a cat person CURSED CAT ALASTOR
Unfortunately for him he somehow gained romantic intent for someone who ADORES their funky lil' dog.
You have no idea why your dog was in hell with you, they weren't a bad dog, they were a good one! The very best on fact!
Sure they had tried to murder your best friend by trying to suffocate em' in their sleep, several times, but they were a dog, a sweetheart and they knocked off the murderous intent if you gave em' a snack plus if anyone knew anything was that all pets, Dog, cat, raccoon, hamster they all went to heaven! So you had no idea why your lil' buddy was in eternal damnation with you!
You died so close together, it was maybe a month or so from their passing to yours, you couldn't wait to see your lil' elderly buddy again but you didn't think it'd be so soon! You still had a life to live and you knew that they'd want you to live on!
You woke up in hell alot nicer then other folks, with your dog sitting on your chest licking you awake,
A golden ring around their furry neck, they looked a little different then they did when they were alive with you, but you knew that this was your dog, there was just that feeling when you looked in their eyes.
Maybe everything wouldn't be too bad with them here, You could get through with them by your side after all.
It was hard the first few years but you managed, getting used to the chaos around, finding a decent job and having to carry around a weapon just in case some psycho decided they wanted to kill you that day, and respawning was a whole hassle and you had your lil' buddy waiting for you at home!
You got a Job at a local diner near your apartment complex, your manager sucked, as did some of your coworkers but the pay was decent and you got along well enough with the coworkers that didn't suck plus you got to take home meals and share with your lil' buddy, They didn't particularly like the hell dog food so it was a fair way to feed em' without breaking the bank
You had met Alastor there somehow, it was fuzzy in your memory, you think he came in for coffee or maybe it was to make a deal with some poor unfortunate soul, all you remember is that you had managed to catch the Radio's demon eye,
Looking back you were pretty sure he was trying to get your soul only for the two of you to end up courting.
You had neglected to tell him about your lil buddy until he came to your apartment for the first time, after maybe the fourth date for coffee,
it wasn't quite his style but it was nice, and he particularly liked the vintage radio that stood on your kitchen counter, he was having a pleasant time chatting with you before you went into the kitchen to make the two of you some coffee and some snacks, as you went into the kitchen he looked around your living room his smile straining slightly as he found a dog staring at him with the rage of twenty-five grown men, Alastor simply turned to the kitchen where you were making a charcuterie board for the two of you
"My dear, I fear you have a rat problem,"
Alastor said gesturing at your lil' buddy who continued staring at him, the murderous intent of 'who is this man and why is it in my home?' was clear
You looked up from your charcuterie board confused until you see your lil' buddy death glaring Alastor
"Pardon? What do you- Oh! Yeah that's my lil' buddy, I'm sure I mentioned them once or twice, don't mind em' they're mostly harmless."
"Ah."
And from there came a rivalry, Alastor came to your apartment? That lovely lil' pooch of yours would sit between you on the couch, Alastor would move them away with his staff thingy,
He wanted to dance with you with soft jazz playing in the background? Your lil' buddy lacking fear was running between your legs trying to grab your attention, only for it to backfire when you tripped and Alastor catched you effectively taking your attention
He straight up mocks your dog, your lil' buddy is too short to get on the couch? Bully time, doesn't matter how big your dog is they're getting called a rat, rodent or a mutt by Alastor, if your lil' buddy earned their wings they're getting called a winged rat,
I imagine he's probably more tolerant towards smaller breeds like Corgi's or Pomeranians for example and less inclined towards dogs typically breed for hunting.
He asked once if your willing to re-home the lil' buddy, and you probably almost stabbed him because the audacity of this man?
Definitely was a rough patch in the relationship.
He gets a lil' nervous now when your holding very very sharp knives outside of the kitchen and upset
Your lil' buddy definitely tries to bite off Alastor's ankles.
Later on in the relationship let's say when you and Alastor wed, your dog is your best man, maid of honor, flower girl, ring bearer whatever it's one of those and Alastor has to put up with it,
Rosie likes to tease about how Alastor gave your lil' buddy the stink eye as they waddled behind you as you walked around during your wedding activities,
Alastor specifically had Husk hold them during your dance, and the majority of your wedding after,
Husk thankfully was spared from the rage of your lil' buddy by giving them some of whatever dinner was served.
Now let's move on to house life once y'all are moved in and everything.
Alastor does NOT want them on the bed, he'd rather they be in a whole different room but if you truly desire it aka if it's the hill your willing to die on
He'll invest in a dog bed, or crate, and you can put it in the corner, FAR from the bed you share,
If Alastor falls asleep with you and your lil' buddy is in the room,
They are out for BLOOD, Alastor's in particular if he doesn't wake up immediately he will wake up with a dog on his face,
He can't do anything to harm the dog with you nearby but he can kick them out of the room, or pop's em' into doggy prison he locks them out of your shared room
He does somewhat agree to a truce with your lil' buddy after a few years
Alastor would take the lil' buddy on walks and make sure they stay safe and not attacked by any sinner with a death wish, after all you would probably go on a revenge filled bender and while he'd adore to see it because you know he's a murderous radio demon who likes despair,
he'd rather you not be upset over losing your beloved pet even if he thinks they're a disgrace.
Maybe if he's in a good mood he'll toss a piece of venison to your lil' buddy, and your lil' buddy would not try to smother Alastor in his sleep, or trip the two of you dancing as often as they did before.
Now when Alastor just dipped for 7 years your lil' buddy missed him,
For about three days at most
Your lil' buddy was happy to have ALL of your attention again and they got to sleep in the human bed! And had full reign of the house.
They held very little loyalty to Alastor.
And for good reason!
They were very displeased when the two of you moved to the Hazbin hotel and they spotted Alastor just smiling there, like he didn't just leave for seven years, the audacity!
Let's hope you have a quick reaction time because your gonna have to stop your lil' buddy from chompin' off Alastor's ankles, because how dare he vanished for seven years? Who does he think he is?!
You and Angel dust probably bond over Fat nuggets and your lil' buddy, a very small Pet parent club was formed, Charlie's in it.
Vaggie was probably a lil' concerned about the fact that your dog has a whole adjusted halo as a collar but that's the least concerning thing in the hotel.
If your lil' buddy is big enough Niffty rides em' like a horse,
She has to be watched when she does so.
If you like to dress up your lil' buddy dress em' up as Alastor and he is either flattered by it or your pet is getting a outfit change immediately,
you and Angel have your lil' buddy and Fat nuggets dress up in different outfits sometimes matching if they get along well!
Imagine if we bring cursed cat Alastor into it, I can see it doing two ways
Either Cursed cat Alastor is 100% worse, like Alastor doesn't like your dog but he's not actively trying to eliminate them like Cursed cat Alastor is, radio noises and growls can be heard if you don't separate them, like they are both getting injured, both have murderous intent and just feral time, it is NOT fun.
OR
They team up, Alastor is just trying to eat his deer carcass? Not anymore they are double teaming to steal his breakfast, cursed cat Alastor just appears and starts vibrating while your lil' buddy is trying to drag the carcass off the table,
It never works and often ends with the both of them getting picked up by the scruff's of their necks and getting unleashed outside to wreck havoc on the others unless you find them first.
Thank you for tuning in and reading folks! Reader's lil' buddy is heavily inspired by my own dearly departed dog
hence the murderous intent your lil' buddy has and the tried to kill your best friend bit at the beginning
Also a little tidbit I was thinking was that your lil' buddy was your guardian angel for the time until you passed and then they just followed you down, their lil' doggy halo slipping from their head to around their neck like a really flexible collar, and the earned their wings comment, Alrighty goodnight folks!
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Accidents Happen: Prologue
Your mother was a hardworking woman with high hopes and your father was an honest man.
The love that your parents had for each other was unconditional and strong, it shouldn't have been a surprise that with such a love — they'd been blessed with twelve children, six boys and six girls.
While being the youngest in your family certainly had its advantages and disadvantages, this was certainly not one of them.
“I can't believe the lot of you are kicking me out!” You screamed at the top of your lungs, your voice hoarse from all the yelling. “And after everything I've done for all of you?”
“This was not our decision to make” Your oldest sister—Camelia—replied, crossing her arms to her chest.
“I told you being a slob was bound to get you into trouble someday” Your second oldest brother—Daniel—sighed.
The rest of your siblings were inside the house, smiling happily at the sight of you leaving home and being sent away to Castle Dimitrescu from the windows.
Lady Dimitrescu's home — where most women would come to work as a maid.
You gulped. “This is not a fun experience” You told them. “You are sending me to my own death!”
Camelia and Daniel shared a look.
“You're exaggerating” Camelia responded to you. “If anything — we're doing you a favour” She grinned cheekily to you.
“Besides” Daniel added, walking toward you and ruffling your hair. “It will be good for you”
“If I don't come back, I must be dead” You mumbled.
Daniel laughed while Camelia just smiled.
“Oh, don't be ridiculous!” Camelia rolled her eyes at you. “You will survive” She said.
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Counting the days since you first stepped into Castle Dimitrescu and started your work, you've been under Lady Dimitrescu's employment for two years.
Yet you still cannot get used to the screams of pain that come from the castle's dungeons nor the fear of any day being your last.
You've rarely ever seen any of the women living there. I mean, you see the other servants every now and then but the daughters?
Yeah, no. You did your best to avoid them as much as possible. Emphasis on the word did because no matter how much you tried — it just wasn't possible to avoid them entirely.
“I feel terribly sorry for that girl,” One of your coworkers spoke up.
You never believed it to be true but Lady Dimitrescu certainly did not employ any man into the castle.
All the faces you've seen and all the voices you've heard during your time here were all women.
“She has a name, Lucille” Looking around the dinner table, everyone's attention was settled on one person.
“Had,” Lucille corrected. “After her little incident with Lady Daniela, I doubt anyone will be calling her other than a fool or a slattern.” She chuckled softly. “And you know that all too well, Gabriela”
Everyone's eyes were still fixated on one person. And that was Gabriela.
“I would watch my words If I were you, Lucille” The ginger-haired woman warned. Her lips pursed into a thin line as she stared directly at Lucille, the dark brown-haired woman who glared back at her.
Dinner was usually quiet for every single woman who worked at Castle Dimitrescu under Lady Dimitrescu's employment. But today seemed like a bad day to say the least.
Lucille and Gabriela were one of the oldest employees in Castle Dimitrescu.
They were both already here before your own family had decided you would be better working at a place that paid so well rather than at home where you only did the bare minimum at best.
“I am but stating a fact, Gabriela” Lucille rolled her eyes. “Had she been more careful with her work, she would not have ended in the dungeons” She sneered.
Gabriela slammed her fist against the table, every other maid flinched at the sudden noise. “If you'll excuse me,” She gritted out through clenched teeth. “I shall eat in my room” She said before storming out of the dining hall.
“Well,” You mumbled, wiping your mouth clean. “That was something”
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If you could kill someone with your bare hands without a thought, you'd have done it by now.
“You!” Beatrice, the head maid, called out. “Clean the library” She ordered, pointing at you with the broomstick in her hand. “And don't come back unless it is spotless”
Beatrice was quite a lovely woman.
Only if you weren't the one she was yelling at and making orders to.
“Yes, ma'am” You sighed exasperatedly before hurrying to the library.
Today just couldn't have been worse, you thought.
A shadow following you from afar, quiet like a mouse, unbeknownst to you.
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Sorrow, part 15
"Your Highness."
Aemond looked up from his papers to see Ser Criston Cole standing at the doorway of his study. "Yes?"
"The queen is insisting on seeing Jacaerys Velaryon."
Much to Cole's surprise, Aemond nodded.
"My prince, I -"
"I believe it is time," Aemond said, standing, "for you to decide if your loyalty to my mother supersedes your loyalty to the crown and to me."
Cole simply stared for a few moments, and Aemond continued.
"I have valued your service and dedication to our family these long years. I have learned much from you. But I am well aware that your debt to my mother has long tinged your service with immeasurable devotion."
Cole bowed. "I am at your service, Prince Regent. As always."
"Whereas my mother has accepted your immeasurable devotion, I believe in measure and restraint, so while I sit the throne, I need to know where you stand."
"My duty is to the throne. To you."
"And if my sister goes to see Jacaerys Velaryon, will your next move be to go tell my mother?"
Cole opened his mouth but said nothing.
One corner of Aemond's mouth rose ever so slightly, and he nodded, almost to himself. "Let the queen see our guest, accompanied by her maid, and bring me a list of all the men that serve with you."
* * * * *
"If you do anything bad, you will be killed, Jace."
As soon as Elyse had learned that Helaena was going to see Jace - because Helaena herself couldn't stop herself from sharing the news - she decided to go along. If someone like Ser Criston Cole or Ser Otto Hightower, or even the dowager queen, decided to interfere, Helaena's maid could not stop them.
But Elyse could.
At least, she would do her best.
So she stood a few feet away, giving Helaena and Jace enough privacy, but still close enough where if things went wrong, she could act immediately.
Helaena had stood in front of the cell for all of three seconds before Jace rose from his corner and grabbed her hands, which were wrapped around two of the bars. "You should not be here," he'd said gently, but had not let go of her.
They'd whispered to each other for a bit, and she'd seen Helaena give Jace a shy smile.
"There has been enough killing," she told him now. "And you, I mean, and I, we could, maybe-"
"You are still married to Aegon."
Helaena blinked. "Aegon will never again claim his husband's rights. He's-"
Elyse cleared her throat. She had to think of all the possibilities here, and if Jace was still plotting against the crown, the knowledge that Aegon was no longer capable of ruling might be a way to rally his supporters against the Prince Regent.
"If we are to be together, if I am to accept this, I don't want it to be a secret, like some unsavory thing that must be kept hidden. I would marry you, Helaena, I would choose you as my wife and keep you safe and have the entire realm know it."
Elyse smiled to herself. Helaena had told her so much about Jace and how much she liked him. She had accepted her fate, her marriage to Aegon and all, as he had accepted his betrothal to Baela as a political need.
But he had always been kind to her. And to Helaena, who was understood by so few, the memory of Jace had never faded.
Jace pulled Helaena's hands through the cell bars and kissed them reverently before she smiled at him and leaned in to kiss his cheek.
* * * * *
"I would speak to him again, see his countenance as we discuss my sister before I place her in any danger."
Aemond was tapping his fingers on the desk, and Elyse knew he was worried, that he loved Helaena so much and she had endured so much as Aegon's wife that he would not do anything to make her endure any more.
She watched him, wondering how anyone could think him unfeeling, uncaring, cold. When he glanced at her, she smiled. "Helaena will appreciate that."
"You seem very interested in her happiness."
"Of course I am, she is lovely, and she is my sister. I would see her find some joy in her private life."
Aemond rose slowly, circling around the desk until he could take Elyse's face in his hands and kiss her. "And do you, wife, have joy in your private life?"
She smiled against his lips. "You must know that I do, my lord husband."
"Lady wife," he whispered, "you have brought me a lot of joy as well. I thank the Seven every day for you."
* * * * *
"Aemond, this is not happening. Let me through!"
A minute later, Aemond opened the door, wearing only sleep pants, and nodded to the guard to let his mother in. Alicent walked in, and lowered her eyes the moment she realized Elyse was sitting up in the bed, holding the sheets up to her breasts.
"I am sorry, Your Highness, I did not wish to put hands on Her Grace to prevent her from screaming."
"Of course," Aemond responded, "back to your post." He closed the door as the guard left and then, ignoring his mother, went back to the bed and whispered something to Elyse. She nodded and he reached into the wardrobe in the corner to retrieve her robe.
Alicent turned, sighing, as Aemond finished helping Elyse, who scurried to the bathing chamber the moment she was covered.
"So tell me, mother, what is so important that you must break your confinement to your rooms and come to scream at my door."
Alicent's eyes held a sliver of defiance at the words, and she raised her chin, taking a moment to compose herself. "You cannot marry your sister to that bastard."
"I am aware this is the second time you have said 'no' to this alliance, and you should consider how much might have been avoided if you had only said 'yes' instead, all those years ago."
"She is married to Aegon!"
Elyse reappeared, her hair now pulled back into a loose braid, her robe firmly tied around her.
"Given his state, the marriage could be annulled. It has been done before, even with children born of the union."
Alicent's mouth dropped open and Aemond smirked.
"I would not sentence Helaena to a lifetime of loneliness just so we can pretend she and Aegon have a true marriage."
"The crown must-"
"The crown will survive it. Because the alliance will bring peace to the realm and once we all stop killing one another there shall be prosperity again."
Alicent shook her head. "He will want to reign. As Helaena's husband, as the queen's husband, he will-"
"Your Grace, Aemond has thought of everything. That would not happen."
"What do you know, girl?" Alicent muttered. "Or shall you call yourself the Princess Regent and wear a crown as well?"
"Guards," Aemond said quietly.
* * * * *
"A shadow lifts and the sun brings warmth again."
Elyse said nothing. She did not understand many things that Helaena said, but she looked at her and smiled nonetheless.
The ship taking Alicent, Ser Criston Cole, and Ser Otto Hightower to Essos grew smaller and smaller, and while guilt threatened to tear Aemond apart, Elyse knew that he was convinced it was the only way.
It would never stop. They would keep trying to undermine Aemond's decisions, to interfere with his attempts to stop this war that threatened to take everyone down.
"Daeron should be here in a few days," he said, still looking at the ship. "You will like him, he is kind."
Elyse squeezed her husband's hand. "You are kind."
He looked at her, looking confused.
"You are." She smiled. "You hide it well, but you are."
When Aemond smiled back, Elyse felt some of the tension leave his shoulders.
Helaena walked around Elyse and reached up to kiss her brother's cheek. "You are my favorite." She looked from him to Elyse and back. "Do not tell Daeron."
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More One Piece X Batman au ideas/hcs
Just more assorted ideas from this OP Batfam au here iv been playing with. All you have to know is the Batfam is now in the op world tho!
-Im leaving the og post with multiple options but im def leaning twords them having their own Pirate crew, and either ally with another canon crew or have ties to the Revs, or both. Im unsure on what they'd be called because the Bat Pirates or Bat and Bird Pirates is kinda lame lol so ill figure something out later, and also am open to suggestions!
I feel like they're very open about being Vigilante-Pirates, working like or with the Revs but still being Pirates. It catches on pretty quick for them, and later is a classification used for other similar crews. Also, yes they follow the Pirate Codes and learn the traditions! They mostly learned out of curiosity at first but learned how important it was and kinda just fell into them.
Here's the set-up on the crew for those with official position, though they do have a lot of crossovers (Any positions not specifically mentioned are just done by all the crew or when needed, or not needed at all);
Bruce is the Captain, and Navigator (Tho I feel like all of them learn how to navigate just in case). The crew mostly governs itself, but they learn more about the Pirate Codes and make sure to listen to their Captain when it's important because it's as much as about respect to their crew but also for other crews. They adapt pretty well to it tbh tho it takes a bit because being a pirate crew is largely very different from a Vigilante group.
Dick is the First Mate, and their Communications Expert/Diplomat. Ie he keeps track of allies, friends, man's the phones, er, snails? And is the one usually to socialize or mediate with both interpersonal and outside the crew. He does use swords, but doesn't consider himself the official Swordsman of the crew, that's Damian. (This is because I found out in older comics Bruce taught him to fight swashbuckler style, so he uses swords he switches out with his Escrima Sticks when needed)
Jason is their Gunner/Sniper and Cook, and he also is their Chronicler. He bitches a lot about the last two, but he refuses to let anyone take over the Cook role as he doesn't trust anyone else, but also enjoys writing their adventures down despite denying it.
Tim is their Information Gatherer and Chemist Expert, and knows the second most of Navigating. He and Bruce also are the ones who mostly make the weapons for the others, though most of them could if needed. He also shares Archaeologist duties with Bruce, though everyone partakes.
Cass is their Spymaster and Scout, and also "secret weapon" ie she kicks major ass and scares the shit out of their enemies cuz nobody expects the tiny half mute girl to be one of their frontline fighters <3
Stephanie is their Doctor, because I love the hc that she decides to become a Doctor and has been going to med school (and because I need someone to fill the position without Alfred here ^-^'), as well as their Tailor, though she splits that with Jason and Dick as needed. Though everyone knows Advanced First Aid due to their lifestyles.
I feel like Duke decides to pick up the position of Official Shipwright because they need someone to do so, and actually comes to really enjoy learning how to make and take care of ships properly.
Damian is their other Swordsman, due to his skill and pride in his swordsmanship. He is also their Beast Tamer, and secondary Spy. He's often thought to be a Cabin Boy, which pisses him off, but he's got actual positions on the ship, so he isn't despite his age. Some of the Old Guard have issues with how young he is, but it's not like anyone of them had a choice due to his past, and it's not like he hasn't earned the roles either. He's more experienced them most pirate crews!
They all switch out chores mostly evenly, Helm the ship, rigging, and do lookout duty, though often trade off when someone needs a break from the others due to the whole "trapped on a ship 24/7 hours together". Most of them know how to use instruments, so technically they all are the Musician, though they don't often do so. Damian plays his Violin the most, however, and has secretly enjoyed learning Sea Shanties to play. Dick is the one who bursts into song and knows almost endless sea shanties.
They're also all considered frontline fighters, which is strange for even a small pirate crew, but anyone can also easily switch to support or really any types of roles in a fight, which makes them even more odd. It's not often crews are very versatile, specially with how most of them can easily pick up the role or position of the roles another inhabits.
-At first I was unsure if they should ditch the costume or nah, but then I realized how hard it would to be to live in them like, 24/7 cuz they can't exactly treat this like patrol. Plus, wear and tear of the costumes would make it just unlikely they'd survive for the months or even years they're stuck in the OP world
So I decided that they do a mix-up. They keep a lot of their costume or costume elements but add more casual and piratey vibes in, both for comfort and style to fit in a little better, like these images.
Bruce really didn't want to, same with ever taking off the masks or suits due to the risk of somehow being ID'd back in their world, but over time even Bruce has to admit they can't live in their suits or all call them only by their Vigilante names forever.
They still all wear masks for the most part, and how much they keep or get rid of varies between them, but yee.
Dick has a coat like above, but he also has a very nice black swashbucklers shirt he'll put over instead. Bruce was bullied into making his cowl only the top part of his face, but they got him a captains/swashbucklers hat that has similar bat ears on it as well to wear. They tried to find a Captain's coat that worked but in the end decided to stick with the cape.
Tim no longer has the full cowl of Red Robin but instead a half face one that also lets his hair free, and kept his "wing cape" and chest belts but overall went for something more casual but still armored.
Damian has changed the least with his Robin suit and refuses to really mess with it, though he will occasionally take the over-shirt off and wear a looser, more comfy shirt over the under-suit.
Uhhh the others I really don't have anything concrete but you get the idea for outfits lol
-The Whitbeards would really like them as pirates, they have soft spots for Crews that are Family, though they are not a fan of how young Damian is, even more so when they learn that apparently all the kids have been fighting since they were little, but eventually find out that Bruce liked it even less than they do, and he really had no other choice other than to teach them to do it safely then let them do it behind his back.
-Mihawk and Bruce would get along very well also btw
#One Piece Batfam au#mine#one piece au#pirate batfam#batman#dc comics#dc x op#dc x one piece#batfam#bruce wayne#dick grayson#jason todd#tim drake#damian wayne#cassandra cain#stephanie brown#duke thomas
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Any HC's on what's going on with Luna?
Hi, so I really like Luna as a character, and I've seen various theories about her being a seer, which at least used to be popular in fic, but I never got that impression from her. Personally, I don't think there's anything magical going on with Luna. I think she's just a girl with imagination, a sense of whimsy, and some trauma of her own who chose to handle it through her internal little world rather than anger and other more externalized ways to cope.
So, this kinda ended up being a bit of a character study on Luna...
Pandora Lovegood & Luna's Trauma
One of the major moments in Luna's life that really changed her worldview and approach to people and the world was her mother's death:
“Have you . . .” he began. “I mean, who . . . has anyone you’ve known ever died?”
“Yes,” said Luna simply, “my mother. She was a quite extraordinary witch, you know, but she did like to experiment and one of her spells went rather badly wrong one day. I was nine.”
“I’m sorry,” Harry mumbled.
“Yes, it was rather horrible,” said Luna conversationally. “I still feel very sad about it sometimes. But I’ve still got Dad. And anyway, it’s not as though I’ll never see Mum again, is it?”
“Er — isn’t it?” said Harry uncertainly. She shook her head in disbelief. “Oh, come on. You heard them, just behind the veil, didn’t you?”
“You mean . . .”
“In that room with the archway. They were just lurking out of
sight, that’s all. You heard them.”
(OotP, 863)
I want to talk about her mother, her death, and Luna's general outlook on death and tragedy which explains a lot of her characters.
So Pandora Lovegood experimented with spells and one went badly enough to kill her in front of her 9-year-old daughter. This is why Luna can see Thestrals and hear voices from beyond the veil like Harry and Neville. But Luna, at her soul is an optimist and a very brave one at that. This is something that she doesn't share with her father, which I'd get to, so I think her outlook on life and death is actually something she learned from her mother.
Luna prefers to look at the half-full part of the glass. She is choosing not to get too sad over things or bothered over her bullying (which I'll get to). The main point is that Luna's way of dealing with the hardship and trauma of watching her mother die is to feel the sadness of it, but not let herself wallow in it. She keeps pushing herself forward.
I headcanon Luna took her mother's death to embrace her mother's outlook on life. That things will always be fine, that they'd always work out. I don't think Luna knows for certain everything will be fine, but she chooses to believe it will be and you see it with her later in the books as well.
“I was saying, what are those horse things?” Harry said, as he, Ron, and Luna made for the carriage in which Hermione and Ginny were already sitting.
[...]
“It’s all right,” said a dreamy voice from beside Harry as Ron vanished into the coach’s dark interior. “You’re not going mad or anything. I can see them too.”
“Can you?” said Harry desperately, turning to Luna. He could see the bat-winged horses reflected in her wide, silvery eyes.
“Oh yes,” said Luna, “I’ve been able to see them ever since my first day here. They’ve always pulled the carriages. Don’t worry. You’re just as sane as I am.”
Smiling faintly, she climbed into the musty interior of the carriage after Ron. Not altogether reassured, Harry followed her.
(OotP, 198-199)
Again, this shows her way of dealing with death and loss that ended up helping Harry. She sees the Thestrals and instead of being discomforted by them and the loss they remind her of (like Neville and Theodore Nott), she tries to smile, to take comfort in the reminder of her mother. "It's sad that she's dead, but it's okay, things will be okay", it's not a direct quote, but I feel it summarises Luna's outlook on loss and negative life experiences in general.
Xenophilius and the Quibbler
As I mentioned above, Xenophilius is much less brave and optimistic than Luna, hence why I think she learned her positive outlook from Pandora and not him:
Xenophilius gulped. He seemed to be steeling himself. Finally, he said in a shaky voice difficult to hear over the noise of the printing press, “Luna is down at the stream, fishing for Freshwater Plimpies. She . . . she will like to see you. I’ll go and call her and then—very well. I shall try to help you.”
He disappeared down the spiral staircase and they heard the front door open and close. They looked at each other.
“Cowardly old wart,” said Ron. “Luna’s got ten times his guts.”
(DH, 347)
I understand him, I really do. He lost his wife, and his daughter is all he has, of course, he's scared of helping Harry. He doesn't want to lose Luna too. But, I headcanon Pandora was like Luna in that regard. She wouldn't have let fear stop her. I mean, she had to be brave to experiment with the kind of dangerous spells that'll kill her.
The other thing I want to note about Xenophilius and Luna is how close they seem to be whenever we see them:
Bidding the wizards farewell, he turned to his daughter, who held up her finger and said, “Daddy, look—one of the gnomes actually bit me!”
“How wonderful! Gnome saliva is enormously beneficial!” said Mr. Lovegood, seizing Luna’s outstretched finger and examining the bleeding puncture marks. “Luna, my love, if you should feel any burgeoning talent today—perhaps an unexpected urge to sing opera or to declaim in Mermish—do not repress it! You may have been gifted by the Gernumblies!”
(DH, 124)
They seem very affectionate and close, both with words and I'm sure also physical affection. Luna even mentions she still has her dad when she explains how she handles her mother's loss. I think both of them grew closer and more dependent on each other after Pandora's death. And I think that's what really pulled them both through it. Each other.
I write about it more later in this post, but Luna tends to comfort a lot of characters. Hermione, Ollivanders, Harry, and I think the first person she practiced this with was her father. She is a very empathetic person and she watched loss affect her father first-hand. I think, that after they lost Pandora, Luna did more of the heavy lifting in terms of emotional comfort rather than Xenophilius, who was probably a bit of a wreck.
Now, the third major thing I think Luna learned from her father is his various odd beliefs. To name a few Quibbler article titles from the beginning of OotP:
How Far Will Fudge Go to Gain Gringotts?
CORRUPTION IN THE QUIDDITCH LEAGUE: How the Tornados Are Taking Control
SIRIUS - Black As He’s Painted? Notorious Mass Murderer OR Innocent Singing Sensation?
We all know they have some odd ideas, and are both very convinced of them. Luna never strays in her belief in the things her father writes about:
Yes, he’s got an army of heliopaths,” said Luna solemnly.
“No, he hasn’t,” snapped Hermione.
“Yes, he has,” said Luna.
“What are heliopaths?” asked Neville, looking blank.
“They’re spirits of fire,” said Luna, her protuberant eyes widening
so that she looked madder than ever. “Great tall flaming creatures that gallop across the ground burning everything in front of —”
“They don’t exist, Neville,” said Hermione tartly.
“Oh yes they do!” said Luna angrily.
“I’m sorry, but where’s the proof of that?” snapped Hermione.
“There are plenty of eyewitness accounts, just because you’re so narrow-minded you need to have everything shoved under your nose before you —”
(OotP, 345)
She actually shows a dislike and anger toward Hermione at first because of how Hermione treats the things she believes in. Luna doesn't get angry often, but when her beliefs are ridiculed in the way Hermione does so, is one of these few times. She doesn't mind being called "Loony", but she cares about her, and her father's beliefs are aggressively questioned. She wouldn't have minded it if Hermione just didn't believe her (like Ron and Ginny) what bothers her is that Hermione doesn't even entertain the possibility of these creatures being real. What angers her is Hermione's closed-mindedness, not that she doesn't agree with her. Luna doesn't mind being alone in her beliefs, she minds closed-minded people who think they know everything, that's what gets her annoyed with Hermione, I think.
Now, I kind of want to discuss why Luna and Xenehpilius believe what they believe. Well, more Xenephilius than Luna, because he taught her most of it and gave her all the evidence she is basing her understanding of all these creatures and conspiracies come from.
Because that's what a lot of these are — conspiracies — and mostly about the Ministry of Magic. These article titles are somewhat like farfetched conspiracy theories like: "NASA hiding a second sun at the center of the Earth" or "Did you know the Earth is actually flat but the government doesn't want you to know" or anything to do with Area 51 and aliens. The articles from the Quibbler sound awfully a lot like that. And it seemed the main reason Xenophilius and Luna believed Harry was because the ministry didn't.
Xenophilius and Luna also believe in miracle cures like gnome venom (as quoted earlier), Gurdyroots and Plumpies:
“May I offer you all an infusion of Gurdyroots?” said Xenophilius. “We make it ourselves.” As he started to pour out the drink, which was a deep purple as beetroot juice, he added, “Luna is down beyond Bottom Bridge, she is most excited that you are here. She ought not be too long, she has caught nearly enough Plumpies to make soup for all of us. Do sit down and help yourselves to sugar.
(DS, 348)
They are essentially wizard conspiracy theorist hippies.
Basically, Xenophilius and Luna distrust the ministry (rightfully so, as the ministry sucks) but they took their distrust to the extreme. Essentially believing any information from the ministry, or ministry-sanctioned textbooks and newspapers to be false (some of it definitely is false, but not all). If it comes from the ministry it's false in their eyes and therefore everything the ministry doesn't live in is true, even if it doesn't make sense. So what I think is going on with the Lovegoods, and what they are supposed to be, is just conspiracy theorists, who rightfully distrust their government, but took this distrust too far beyond common sense. It doesn't mean all they belive is false, they are actually correct often enough, but not always.
Now, I think, as I said, they have a good reason to distrust the ministry, they just took it a bit far. I actually have a bit of a headcanon about how Xenophilius came to the conclusion that they can't trust ministry.
My headcanon is that it has to do with Pandora's death. We don't really have any indication that Xenophilius believed in everything he did before her death. Neither do we know how exactly the spell killed Pandora. I think the ministry either hid information about Pandora's condition, used some spells she created in their books without giving her credit, or the ministry never sanctioned her spells (we know the ministry does approve spells, Hermione mentions as much in HBP). I'm not sure what exactly went with the ministry, but I headcanon Xenophilius has a personal reason related to Pandora to distrust them.
Loony Luna
We know Luna gets bullied. Her belongings get stolen, other students call her "Loony". And it isn't surprising she gets bullied. children are mean to anyone who is weird and different and Hogwarts has no anti-bullying measures. Literally none, the faculty doesn't care.
What is more interesting is Luna's outlook on her own bullying. It's the same optimistic acceptance of how she treats death.
“How come you’re not at the feast?” Harry asked.
“Well, I’ve lost most of my possessions,” said Luna serenely. “People take them and hide them, you know. But as it’s the last night, I really do need them back, so I’ve been putting up signs.”
She gestured toward the notice board, upon which, sure enough,
she had pinned a list of all her missing books and clothes, with a plea for their return.
An odd feeling rose in Harry — an emotion quite different from
the anger and grief that had filled him since Sirius’s death. It was a few moments before he realized that he was feeling sorry for Luna.
“How come people hide your stuff?” he asked her, frowning.
“Oh . . . well . . .” She shrugged. “I think they think I’m a bit odd, you know. Some people call me ‘Loony’ Lovegood, actually.”
Harry looked at her and the new feeling of pity intensified rather painfully.
“That’s no reason for them to take your things,” he said flatly.
“D’you want help finding them?”
“Oh no,” she said, smiling at him. “They’ll come back, they always do in the end. It was just that I wanted to pack tonight. Anyway . . . why aren’t you at the feast?”
(OotP, 862-863)
Other Ravenclaws steal her things and hide them, they call her "Loony" and at no point is Luna angry or scared. She is calm and serene and she declines Harry's help because she believes it will all work out. It's the same outlook on death and sadness: "Everything will be fine, just keep your chin up and believe things will be good" That just really seems to be Luna's life philosophy. She faces every problem with optimism and serenity.
Instead of being concerned over her own situation, she actually goes a step further and ask how Harry is doing. Luna goes out of her way to brighten up other people's lives and help them see the good in situations like she can. She is really sweet.
“I enjoyed the meetings too,” said Luna serenely. “It was like having friends.”
This was one of those uncomfortable things Luna often said and which made Harry feel a squirming mixture of pity and embarrassment.
(HBP, 138)
“Oh, it’s been all right,” said Luna. “A bit lonely without the
D.A. Ginny’s been nice, though. She stopped two boys in our
Transfiguration class calling me ‘Loony’ the other day —”
(HBP, 311)
These are two more examples of Luna's being bullied. She is lonely and didn't really have friends before the D.A. But just like with her missing things, while it makes her sad, she doesn't wallow in it. She looks at the good parts. The happy memories, the fact that Ginny defends her now. Honestly, it's a healthier coping mechanism than what we see with other characters, I'll give her that.
The other interesting note is how honest she is with all of it. She always says things exactly how she believes they are. She doesn't lie or hide information from people, even for their own comfort. I think this has to do with the distrust in the ministry her father and her share.
Essentially, she was raised being told how awful the ministry is for lying to everyone and how it's horrible they hide information from the wizarding world. I think this is part of why she is so honest and straightforward. She really sees hiding information and lying as awful things to do. And, I mean, she's a Ravenclaw for a reason, she likely believes information should be accessible to know and learn, not hidden in the bawls of the ministry. It's all part of her honesty.
Luna's Empathy
Luna is one of the more empathetic characters in the books. I mentioned before how she goes out of her way to encourage and comfort others, and here are some examples I picked up:
“Are you sure you don’t want me to help you look for your stuff?” he said.
“Oh no,” said Luna. “No, I think I’ll just go down and have some pudding and wait for it all to turn up. . . . It always does in the end. . . . Well, have a nice holiday, Harry.”
“Yeah . . . yeah, you too.”
She walked away from him, and as he watched her go, he found that the terrible weight in his stomach seemed to have lessened slightly.
(OotP, 864)
Luna is the first person to make Harry feel better after Sirius' death, to tell him life goes on and actually convince him of it. She can empathize with people really weel and tell them what they need to hear.
He finally tracked her [Hermione] down as she emerged from a girls’ bathroom on the floor below. She was accompanied by Luna Lovegood, who was patting her vaguely on the back.
“Oh, hello, Harry,” said Luna. “Did you know one of your eyebrows is bright yellow?”
“Hi, Luna. Hermione, you left your stuff. . . .”
He held out her books.
“Oh yes,” said Hermione in a choked voice, taking her things and turning away quickly to hide the fact that she was wiping her eyes on her pencil case. “Thank you, Harry. Well, I’d better get going. . . .”
And she hurried off, without giving Harry any time to offer words of comfort, though admittedly he could not think of any.
“She’s a bit upset,” said Luna. “I thought at first it was Moaning Myrtle in there, but it turned out to be Hermione. She said something about that Ron Weasley. . . .”
(HBP, 310)
Even with Hermione, whom Luna tends to argue with most due to Hermione appearing closed-minded to Luna, when Luna hears crying her first instinct is to go help. And she actually seemed to have made Hermione feel better, she found the right things to say.
Her mention of Moaning Myrtle makes it sound like Luna knows the ghost well. My headcanon is that in Luna's first years, when she was lonely and had no friends, she sat and chatted with Myrtle, and they had a cute little lonely friendship.
“That’s right,” said Luna encouragingly, as if they were back in the Room of Requirement and this was simply spell practice for the D.A., “That’s right, Harry. . . come on think of something happy. . . .”
“Something happy?” he said, his voice cracked.
“We’re all still here,” she whispered, “we’re still fighting. Come on, now. . . .”
(DS, 548)
Encouraging Harry to cast a Patronus when they need one.
“I’m going to miss you, Mr. Ollivander,” said Luna, approaching the old man.
“And I you, my dear,” said Ollivander, patting her on the shoulder. “You were an inexpressible comfort to me in that terrible place.”
(DH, 437)
And even comforting Ollivanders.
Luna just brings comfort to everyone she meets. Knowing what to say to make them feel better.
About her supposed seer-like abilities
As I said, I don't think Luna is a seer or anything like that. I think she's intelligent, open-minded, incredibly empathetic, has some extreme distrust in the ministry, and has an overall life philosophy of looking at the full half of the cup.
When I searched for scenes that had "extra-magical" potential I found only two:
The girl beside the window looked up. She had straggly, waist-length, dirty-blond hair, very pale eyebrows, and protuberant eyes that gave her a permanently surprised look. Harry knew at once why Neville had chosen to pass this compartment by. The girl gave off an aura of distinct dottiness. Perhaps it was the fact that she had stuck her wand behind her left ear for safekeeping, or that she had chosen to wear a necklace of butterbeer caps, or that she was reading a magazine upside down. Her eyes ranged over Neville and came to rest on Harry. She nodded.
[...]
The girl called Luna watched them over her upside-down magazine, which was called The Quibbler. She did not seem to need to blink as much as normal humans. She stared and stared at Harry, who had taken the seat opposite her and now wished he had not.
(OotP, 185)
I think this is more Luna being awkward because she never had friends more than anything. I think she is just honestly shocked and confused that Harry and Co. want to sit with her; of like, their free will, and not just to say mean things.
As much as Luna holds her head high, she is hurt by her bullies and loneliness, she just chooses to not internalize any of it and never stop to be herself. Honestly I really appreciate this aspect of Luna, I adore her ability to stay afloat.
The second scene:
He led a party of warlocks into the marquee as Luna rushed up.
“Hello, Harry!” she said.
“Er—my name’s Barny,” said Harry, flummoxed.
“Oh, have you changed that too?” she asked brightly.
“How did you know—?”
“Oh, just your expression,” she said.
(DH, 123)
I don't think this is being a "seer" or anything like that. I believe this is an extension of Luna's intense empathy. She says she recognises Harry's expression. Also, she's smart and he acts around Ron the way he always does, Luna would be able to recognize it...
So, yeah, these are my thoughts about Luna.
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i am SICK and tired of my babygirl cosette being sidelined from the amis ESPECIALLY in modern aus so heres some friendship hcs bcs theyre ALL friends fight me on it
-cosette and enjolras are siblings on their dads side. once they find each other and realize that they're siblings they become literally inseperable because they're so similar but also because they help challenge each other to be better where the other is lacking a little. enjolras help cosette to focus all of her ambition and idealism and drive and cosette helps enjolras see the world as living for love, not just justice, and helps him relax and enjoy things a little more while never compromising his ideals. he teaches her a lot about activism and informs a lot of her views about the world while still respecting the ones she already has and encourages her to get more involved with the amis, eventually she's one of the most active and passionate members
-grantaire is OBSESSED with being the 'protective big brother' and is mostly always hovering around her because they have a similar sense of humor (which is a little shocking to marius but he gets used to it). they binge watch will ferrel movies and go for 3 am mcdonalds runs and cosette most often poses for portraits when r needs a female model
-COURF AND COSETTE ARE BFFS. literally they are inseparable and enj constantly has to tell them to stop making jokes at meetings and they go on shopping trips together and go to cafes every day and gossip abt marius
-also i came up with this random hc a long time ago that combeferre and cosette recreationally sing opera together??? idk i can just imagine them as papageno/papagena in tmf and they'd have so much fun. also cosette LOVES history but it's not her major so she like... basically gets a secondary education from ferre in whatever history he's studying and they have long ass study sessions together
-idk what anyone says ep and cosette are besties. it takes a little while for ep to get over the whole marius thing and they have several long talks about moving past what happened at the inn where ep apologizes a whole bunch for participating on cosettes abuse and cosette is like 'hon. you were a CHILD you didn't know any better' so they become besties and have an apartment with chetta and swap clothes sometimes and cosette likes to braid ep's hair and ep loves cosette because when she's having a bad day cosette is really the only one who ~gets~ it
-SPEAKING OF CHETTA she's like obsessed with cosette in the same way R is, they basically like adopt her as her big siblings. as soon as they meet chetta is like "oh! baby! baby girl! my baby?" and yeah. i hc chetta being like two or three years older than everybody so she likes to take everyone under her wing but cosette has been so sheltered that chetta loves to open her eyes to the *world* and does things like takes her to buy lingerie for the first time
-joly and cosette like to go on walks around campus because they both have some free time in the middle of the day so they hang out and cosette goes to him for help with ballet-related injuries and joly always goes to her recitals like 'hmm. i should start carrying around second skin or smth' and then the next day courf like gets a blister cause he was wearing jehan's shoes and joly is like '!!!!!! i have just the thing!!!!!' and he and cosette share a wink
-bossuet and cosette are so close holy. bossuet gets her input on lesson plans and sometimes he's prone to some fits of self-doubt but cosette knows how to get him back on his feet and smiling in no time. they're also the two most accident-prone members of the amis so whenever one of them rolls up with like their hand covered in band-aids or a weird random bruise on their leg or smth they just share a nod like 'yup'
-cosette likes to knit while feuilly makes fans. it's quiet and they don't talk a lot (or sometimes at all) but it's so nice to have another person there to smile at over a cup of tea while participate in their crafts. they care a lot about one another even if their interactions are mostly playful ribbing.
-bahorel and cosette go to the gym together. bahorel also bought this vintage vw bus and whenever cosette is getting sort of overstimulated and stressed she goes and lays down in the back of it and sometimes bahorel will come and sit in the front and softly play guitar but mostly just lets her be. they play video games together and yeah.
-jehan is probably closest to cosette after marius, enj, and ep. they hang out at old dusty bookstores and go to cooking classes together and press flowers into books and have picnics and knit things for each other and belt out the killers together.
-cosette is gavroche's favorite babysitter. she likes to take him places for the *experience* so they go to museums or the science center or the zoo and more often than not courf will tag along so poor cosette has TWO rambunctious lads to babysit but it's always the most fun. she always makes sure he has enough money for a school field trip or lunch or a new coat. gavroche lives mostly in a group home since eponine couldn't get guardianship but he crashes most nights on the couch at the girls place or sometimes in cosette's old room at the fauchelevent house, where msr. fauchelevent makes him breakfast in the morning and sends him to school with a bag of old hand-me-downs for him to keep. she's just another sister to him.
#les mis#les miserables headcanon#hcs#les amis#les miserables#les mis headcanons#cosette#enjolras#marius pontmercy#bahorel#bossuet#lesgle#grantaire#courfeyrac#combeferre#eponine#musichetta#joly#gavroche#feuilly#jehan
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Smoke Signals- COD MEN
This is based gonna request:
Angst?, Family issues, mentions of abuse, mentions of SA and possible R8pe.
Backstory:
It's a known fact to Price that you never had a relationship/bond with your family. You had the worst relationship with them. As a child they treated you like shit. Nothing but the worst. One time, you tried to explain to them what had happened to you at a party, they as always didn't believe you. You were triggered when others would touch your thighs, so when they knew this, they pinned you to the floor, touching you everywhere. Ever since, it had been you out in the world.
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Any time you'd have to take time off because you "earned" it, you'd stay at base. Price was the man you told all of your problems to, he listened to it all. Always the shoulder you leaned on, on tough nights. The guy who would make a joke as you cried. To him you had become his own child. So when your family would sneak up on base and verbally harass you for not being there for them(always asked for money) price would have them escorted. He'd sent you to his office and you'd sit there with a therapist, his hand holding yours. Always squeezing it when he knew you'd be close to a bad memory.
It brought him pain when he watched you talk about the past, you were so use to the mistreatment your poor soul thought this was normal. And ever since you first shared a dark memory with him, he has been teaching you the right ways you should've been treated like.
One late night, Price, Ghost and Alejandro had a meeting. It extended further than they'd like. Soap, Gaz, Rudy and Kreuger were off base, they decided to treat themselves to a few drinks. You walked around base, waiting for anyone to hang around with you. Unfortunately, your family got passed security. Soon they found you, they started to say things to you. "look at you, such a weak thing." your father pushed you around.
"there is a reason why I nearly aborted you, such a disgrace"
Your siblings started to push your buttons. And suddenly as you closed your eyes, you were 7 years old again. You were back in your room, your arms protecting your poor weak figure. "Daddy please stop!" you begged, yours eyes shut as tears streamed down. "this si what you get for being such a disrespectful thing!" he kept hitting you.
"please mummy do something, it hurts."
You prayed and prayed, hoping someone would hear this and take you away. To somewhere safe, kind and far away. To and mum and a dad who would love you, who'd hold your hand when you were scarred.
You must've been lookin' for me
Sendin' smoke signals
Pelicans circling
Burnin' trash out on the beach
"get away from them!" price rushed to you. The rest of the team trailed behind, confused as to why the captain was acting like this. But as they approached they saw you. You were sitting on the floor, holding yourself as tears ran down. Price kneeled down, his arms around you. "Ghost call security, get these fuckers out" he spitted.
"hey, listen to me, you're safe now. They are gone." he whispered as he rocked you in his arms. "I'm here, they won't hurt you again. r/n"
But you weren't responding. You pushed hi off, he stepped back. You started whispering, "M'sorry dad, it's my fault just please..please don't hit me." your voice cracked. Your hands started to travel around your skin, you started to grip onto it. Price knew you were close to having a breakdown. So against your wishes he picked you up and jogged to his office.
One of your eyes is always half-shut
Somethin' happened when you were a kid
I didn't know you then and I'll never understand
Why it feels like I did
Through the night he stayed up, listening as you calmed yourself down. "you left me alone." you finally said, your gaze focused on him. "I know kid, and for that I am sorry."
"why did you leave me?" your voice was so soft, god it broke him a million times to hear you say this.
"I didn't mean to."
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It was a regular Friday. Price and the other commanding officers back at the meeting room. You were locked in your room. What can I say, you learn from mistakes after all. You grew hungry at around 5pm, the mess hall was closed. To all other soldiers, but price gave you a spare key. "have a go, just don't be hard on the ice cream, and save me some." he had told you. As you exited your room, your mother tapped your shoulder. "I believe we have to talk." And you walked inside your room again. They sat around, "so what is it?" you asked. "why are you so stubborn with us?" you were confused. "stubborn?"
"well we try and try to talk to you, but all you do is send us away. I mean I am your mother for god sakes, and all I want is for my child to love me!" She began to fake cry. It was typical for her. "mum-"
"no your mother is right, we have tried to reach out, we send stuff to you, and all you do is bitch about it to your commanders." you dad stood up, god you hated that look on his face. Unfortunately it was a emotion he carried everywhere.
"When have I done such bullshit? I was just a kid when you all decided I would be your personal punching bag, you fucking blamed me for shit I didn't do. I loved you all, forgave you for it all."
"those are stolen memories, you saw a show and what you say we did is fake." you mother said
"what?! that is such a fucking lie! I lived through all your hate! I was always the idiot to go back to you! I cried for you, I begged for you to love me and all you did was laugh at my face mother!"
"pity me pity me." your sibling mocked your voice. You were closer to crying this time.
"aren't you embarrassed? grown men have to protect you, I mean you are just another burden for them!"
"that. is not true! I have found a family here, we all understand each other, we respect one another and I would die for them" you opened the door from your room, stepping out.
Your "conversation" had become so loud your teammates came out of their rooms. They all stood around and watched as you started to crumble. As you marched out, your mother grabbed your arm. "this isn't over! You listen to me here-!"
"no you listen to me! I have had enough of all of you, with you shit memories, you always play hero mother, always and I am tired of your fake crying. And by the way you should be embarrassed, at your grown age acting like a child? God you are pathetic.!" Your voice cracked every now and then, you wiped your tears and continue to look at her.
Alejandro wanted to step in, but Soap pulled him back. Price started to make way to you. You dad slapped you across the face. "don't you ever disrespect your mother!" There is was, his goddamn devil face. If he wanted you he could kill ya.
"go ahead dad, beat me, do it! just like when I was a kid! You fucking piece of shit."
"I hope you fucking die!"
the men started to approach. Your mother pushed you to the floor, as you looked up at her an evil smile was smudged against her lips. It was the same look she gave you every time she would hit you hard.
And once more, you were a child.
"mummy please, please don't hit me! I love you mummy please!" but she did it, she'd hit you until you fell asleep. And then as she regained some energy she would pull out a cigarette, she would light two. One for her and one for your skin. Anytime she inhaled the smoke, she would burn your skin
You're cried, "you are seriously doing this again?" your voice cracked, it was so low that only she heard. You had given up once more.
And as your father started to take his belt off, Ghost tackled him. He punched him a few times. One of your siblings tried to push him off, but Sebastian (Krueger) held them and with one move he knocked them out. Price and Soap dragged your mother and other sibling out.
"We will be back and next time I come around you'll regret being being born!" Rodolfo and Alejandro held you in their arms.
Just checking out to hide from life
And all of our problems, I'm gonna solve 'em
With you ridin' shotgun
Speeding 'cause fuck the cops
Soon all the men looked at you, "what?" you cheek was red, a hand print on it. Gaz came back with a pack of ice, "here, don't want ya pretty face to suffer." he jokingly said.
"yeah imagine having to kiss ya cheek goo'night with what could be a bruise,,,,yikes" soap said as he wrapped you in his arms. Alejandro smacked the back of his head as he said that, it caused a giggle to escape your lips. "Oi!" he responded.
And for the first time, you were able to admit that your family had become your annoying lover boys. For this was true family, your family.
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Tags: @ruler-of-fandoms69
A/n: okay maybe this isn't exactly what you had in mind, but I really do hope you liked it!
Can’t sleep so here ya go!
#cod 141#cod mw2#cod x reader#cod#ghost cod#cod ghost#cod modern warfare#cod mwii#cod price#cod soap#mw2#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#call of duty modern warfare 2#price mw2#mwii#ghost mw2#call of duty mwii#mw2 fanfic#mw2022#cod mw ghost#mw2 x reader#mw2 2022#modern warfare#call of duty#captain john price#price x reader#captain price#price#price cod
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It's time ladies and gentlemen
Arcana characters as Disney's Hercules
I promise not all of these are gonna be Disney themed lol I'm just a Muriel simp (if you couldn't tell) and when I originally came up with the Disney princess idea Muriel as Hercules started rotting a hole through my brain so here we are! Also, we're gonna get some side character/familiar action here as well, yay!
Asra, Nadia, Julian, & Portia - the muses
Are there other characters that these four could fit? Probably
Am I going to fit them there? No
Someone needs to be the muses, and I choose these 4
From left to right (since none of the muses are named) Portia, Julian, Nadia, & the last two get subsumed into Asra
Idk I think they'd have fun jamming out & watching Muriel do his thing
Lucio - Hades
Oh god I can hear the Lucio simps screeching at me in the comments already
But consider: am I wrong tho
Let's face it bro is the villain in every route but his own and the cynical, "better than thou" personality that they both share just fits so well
Plus this version of Hades is a Satan analog who makes binding deals with others for his own benefit, and doesn't that sound like a certain devil we all know?
Not to mention both of them are trying to escape the realms they've been assigned & make themselves god king of everything
Two words: ✨anger issues✨
Morga - Phil
And now we get to the fun characters outside the M6
I will admit, Phil is a lot nicer than Morga, but jaded older mentor figure trying to make up for failed prodigies fits
Plus, Morga was Muriel's mentor in his route
I feel like both also fit into the role of proud parent figure by the end of their respective stories
And both are disapproving of their pupil's romances lol
Inanna - Pegasus
Admittedly Inanna is a bit more no-nonsense than Pegasus is, but she can still be goofy and fun when she wants to
Incredibly supportive of their human companions, important assets in battle, their appearance started the main character on a path for a better and more fulfilling life
Not much else to say here it just works
Vlastomil and Volta - Pain & Panic
Honestly idk if I can fit Vulgora and Valdemar into the Hercules narrative, but at least I could get these two in here
Vlastomil is Pain and Volta is Panic; I realize both could probably fit into Panic's role as they are the more timid and mild mannered courtiers, but I've chosen things this way because Volta is a little bit more flighty and afraid to commit crimes like Panic, where as Vlastomil is a bit more bold (when he's allowed to be) and better fits Pain
There's also the whole shape shifting deal they can all do
Khamgalai - Zeus
This one.....is a bit weird ngl, I'm still not quite sure about it
Honestly this is the ONLY time I will conflate someone so near & dear to my heart with Zeus
Mostly this all fits into the "detached/secret family member" archetype
And....I mean Zeus in this narrative at least is actually very kind & caring, as well as a proud dad which is similar enough to Khamgalai to work ok
Plus they both act as a guide for the main character when they're trying to find/drifting away from the plot a little bit
Merf (my MC) - Meg
Ok
I know what you're thinking
And I'm going to state once again that I am a huge Muriel simp
My MC is also a self insert, and for as long as I can remember I've always identified the most with Meg, more than any of the other Disney women
Anyone who has read my fic, seen the stuff I've posted about my character either on this blog or others, or even just talked to me on the arcana discord started by @iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia can probably see that our personalities are very similar
Meg is very special to me as a character and I'm literally writing a post about mashing together my beloved and one of my favorite Disney movies, I'm not apologizing for conflating her with myself
#the arcana#the arcana game#arcana#muriel of the kokhuri#arcana mc#count lucio#portia devorak#julian devorak#asra alnazar#nadia satrinava#arcana as _
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SAU, LA'U TAMA AULELEI - IMPORTANT !
NOTE/WARNING ! : mentions of sexual assault
I desperately hope you all read this because it has a very important update on the series.
This is an important notice for my ongoing series. Before I begin, I'd like to apologise for not uploading any new chapters, but I wanted to come on here and explain myself.
For the past few days, I did some thinking of this series started out as a joke, until I gradually came to the conclusion of taking it seriously. Mainly for my Pasifika people, and everyone else as well, but my main focus is Pasifika.
One of my main characters, Y/N, wasn't someone I was going to take serious, as well as the other characters. I thought that I could just write her as some silly Samoan girl with a crush, when I could write her character as so much more. I plan on giving her a Samoan name.
This leads me to what changes I'm going to be adding, and why.
The anecdotes that I've told from my own friends, family, pasifika people is all too common, and most of them started within their families. Their issues and problems starting from their families. Something real, it can dive deep into the reality of people's lives that we don't even know about. Give notice to them.
Since I am going to be working this series more seriously, it does mean that updates of chapters will be slow because they're going to have to be thought out rather than rushed. All the jokes, shits and giggles within the series is what I use to cope with my shitty experience, and I really hope it does with you.
Trigger warnings are going to be added to the series masterlist and updated.
Warning Ahead
One of the many warnings is about sexual assault. I have noticed that whenever I have opened up about my story to my pasifika friends, they always have something to share as well. The way they joke, laugh and push it away as if it was nothing, hitting me with the universal line, "They're family, they'd never do that to you," something they've been told from a family member they told. And I can't really say anything because I used to do the same thing because of how my own family pushed my experience aside.
I ramble a lot and I'm half asleep, so I hope this makes sense, please comment if I've caused confusion or anything like that.
If anyone could please help me and read along my drafts I'll be writing along the way, it would help me 100%.
Again, I am very sorry for not uploading but I will be working on each chapter on my own (if school decides to let me sleep) but thank you to those who are being patient and supportive with my work 💞💞
Updates will be slow.
#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel x reader#miguel spiderman#sau la'u tama aulelei#miguel 2099#spiderman 2099#miguel o'hara#atsv miguel#miguel and spidergirl reader#miguel o'hara smut#miguel ohara imagine#miguel ohara x you#miguel o’hara fanfic
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Characters; Nikolai Gogol
Genre; angst, hurt/comfort, scenario
Warnings; reader has family and friends problems, mental breakdowns, Bad writing. So please don't read it if you're uncomfortable with these. This might not make sense since this is my second time writing an angst , hurt comf and scenarios but I hope you enjoy it <3..
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Knocking at the door of Nikolai's office with a tired look on your face as you walked in. You were greeted by Nikolai, your beloved boyfriend.
"Oh, hello dove. I was expecting to see you there. Would you mind to share a conversation?"
"I just wanna cry." Nikolai's eyes widened abit before speaking again. "Cry away Dove.. It's okay. Let go of your tears and let me hold you close. You know how much I care for you. I'll never leave you alone again." He said and kissed your forehead " Now come here, sit on my lap. I want to kiss you right now" he said with a smile on his face. "I love you so much Kolya, it's just things are getting more and more harder for me y'know.." You were really tired after studying for hours straight without any rest at all. "I know, baby. But don't worry. Everything will be alright. Just stay strong for me alright ?. We have each other, we can make it through anything together.I promise everything will work out just fine". He said as he holds your hand gently "I just I feel like I'm always not good enough, my friends and family doesn't even understand that I'm trying my best to make them happy.." you said as tears started to build up in your eyes.
"I'm trying my best Kolya. I really am. but none of them believed me. I got called a whore, spoiled and ungrateful. I don't know what to do anymore. I just feel like I wanna cry my heart out." You choked out a sob as soon as you finished the sentence "Oh, Dove... That sounds horrible. What happened?.. Tell me everything, please. Don't keep any secrets from me. I'm here for you. Always. And if anyone tries to hurt you or insult you, they won't get away with it. Not ever. Okay? Do you trust me Love?" He says as worries started to build up in his eyes and pulled you into a hug "yes I do trust you.. I'm studying really hard for college. my parents always told me to get off my phone and yelled at me when I'm clearly texting my project teacher about my work.This morning I got into an argument with my parents. They just slapped me because I talked back and I was trying to defend myself." You started crying while Nikolai is hugging you tightly on his lap.
"Oh Dear... You poor thing..That must've been awful. I wish I could protect you from these people who would do such terrible things to you. My love, you deserve better than this. If only..." He looks at the floor with sadness in his eyes "...if only I had done something sooner.." "All of my friends are just using me and talking behind my back I really don't know what to do anymore Kolya.I really don't. It just hurts." Your voice started to crack "I'm sorry Dove.. I should've known better than to think that those thing were worth trusting. They're nothing but troublemakers. They'd use you until you broke down completely. Then they'd laugh at you when you cried. They're disgusting creatures." He said while rubbing circles behind your back trying to calm you down "I wanna cry my feelings out but I'm really scared.." He hugged you tightly "It's okay, my love. Let it all out. Cry as loud as you need to. I'll hold onto you forever. No one else matters but us. Only us." He strokes your hair and gently tucking your hair behind your ear that was covering your face as he continued.
"You're safe with me.Never forget that. M'kay?" Your nodded and your sob slowly turning into small sniffles "Kolya?" You said his name after calming down abit. "Yes? What is it, my love?" He smiled warmly at you "Is there anything else bothering you besides your bullies,being treated badly by others or feeling worthless?" He takes his hands in yours and looks into your eyes lovingly "Tell me everything Dove."
"Am I annoying to you?.." You asked him as he laughs softly "Of course not, my love. Why would you ask such an absurd question? Of course not. You are absolutely adorable. The most beautiful person I have ever met. There isn't another person alive who compares to you. In fact, no other person even comes close besides you , Dos-kun and Sigma. You smiled at his response "I'm sorry for breaking down like this when you're busy... I just can't do this anymore I've been too stressed out lately." He kissed your forehead gently "Don't be sorry, my love. Just remember how much happier we are together. Remember how happy we make each other. And never doubt yourself again. You are perfect." He says and holds you close against him "I promise you will find someone special soon enough." "But...You're special to me and I love you Kolya." You whispered In his ears with a smile on your face now as he blushed at your words "I love you too my Dove. Now come here and give me a hug. Hugging helps calm you down after stressful situations. It makes you feel loved and protected too.. So... He said as he pulls you closer to him "C'mere! Give me a big hug I've missed you so much my love "
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A/n; Hii ! I hope you like this fic :) I'm so sorry if anyone is going through this too. I hope you're all doing okay now <33 Make sure to stay Hydrated and Eat in time, Just a reminder you're all perfect no matter who you are, You're all good enough. Some words can be extremely hurtful sometimes but it's the best to try and ignore them :D I'm always open to talk about it if you're going through a rough time/day :) I love you all mwah <3
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#bsd comfort#bungou stray dogs imagines#bsd fluff#bsd fluffs#nikolai x reader fluff#nikolai gogol#nikolai gogol x reader#bsd nikolai gogol#nikolai fluff#bsd imagines#bsd x reader fluff#bsd x reader#bsd#Stay safe everyone i love you all <3
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👀F1 bits and pieces doc... i could go for a bit or a piece if im being honest 😊are there any snippets from that that you want to share?
Welllll one of the bits it's got in there is a failed fic for Em's birthday, which was a sequel to this ficlet about 1950s Monaco private detective Max and Daniel the sort of freeloading gigalo who imprints on him. I couldn't get it to work in the time I had available, so it's just hanging out by itself for a while. Have a couple of bits and pieces as I tried various ways in:
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"I'll keep watch," Daniel says, hopping over a bit more rope someone's just left lying around. There's way too much rope around considering how dark it is. Someone could fall over. "Then you can get on with the, you know, detectiving."
"I do not need anyone to keep watch," Max says, "and if you think about turning that flashlight on for one second, I am going to push you into the sea."
"Lights are helpful," Daniel says.
"Lights are stupid," Max says. "They will say like nothing else that somebody is breaking in to an expensive yacht to look for clues."
[some stuff happens]
"Fine, if you promise to touch nothing, and not turn that stupid torch on, you can come with me."
"Good," Daniel says, miming zipping his mouth shut. None of the parties or clubs or house parties he's gone to or the beds he's charmed his way in to over the past few years have been as fun as following Max Verstappen: Private Detective around Monaco these past few days. It feels like someone's lit a fuse inside of him. It's exciting.
What's less exciting is watching Max open drawers and flick through papers and make notes in his notebook by the light of the moon.
"How can you even see," Daniel complains. "It's dark."
"Night vision," Max says.
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Max does not like women. He has never liked them. Not like that. He likes men.
His father found him once, with a picture postcard he'd stolen from an unsavoury safe house they'd holed up for the night in.
Max had learnt more than one lesson that night. First, his dad would never again have the opportunity to discover another secret about him, and second, that Max would leave him, and he wouldn't ever come back.
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There's no real need for them to be here; not tonight, not alone, not together. Max already knows who framed George Russell. He knows who had the motive, who had the reason, who had the secrets. He knows even more than that: he knows the name of the man George Russell meets at regular, pre-defined times, in casual, abstract ways. He knows his connections to the British Secret Service. He knows everything there is to know.
Max doesn't care. There is just this case, this murder, this plot. And right now, there's this night, this gentle evening darkness, this man standing beside him as they methodically go through the contents of George Russell's desk. Daniel's hip pressed to his. His enthusiasm, his care, his delight in being useful.
That one kiss on Max's boat haunts him. The warmth of Daniel's skin, the taste of his mouth, the gentle surprise blossoming into response. The silence afterwards; then the sound of the waves, the rhythm of the boat against the sea.
Nothing since.
[stuff happens]
They find themselves in the alcove away from the door. The light from the room outside settles gently through the patterned glass in George Russell's office door. They settle in the space the light doesn't touch.
Outside, Toto Wolff, the other controlling partner in the firm of solicitors that employs George Russell, is kissing his secretary. She's not his wife.
Max, pressed back against the wall, pulls Daniel in a little closer, further away from that shaft of light spreading across the rug.
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Daniel comes outside in soft swimming shorts and an open shirt to match. The boat rocks gently on the waves. There's no land in sight. There's nothing in sight but the blue of the horizon. He wears espadrilles and a hat with a brim. He pads over to where he's already laid out his towel, slipping off his shoes and lying down, knees up, his hat already pulled down over his eyes. He rests one hand behind his head.
Max aches to taste him, to press his mouth to Daniel's skin, to feel him tremble beneath him as he trembles in bed, alone, night after night after he comes to the imagined touch of Daniel's hands to him.
"Max," Daniel calls. "I've forgotten the drinks."
Max can see the drinks, just inside the door to the cabin. A small tray with a cocktail and a long glass. He's made Max a gin and tonic. Probably just the way Max likes it.
He steps out of the shadow of the cabin. His shorts are grey. They are not soft like Daniel's wardrobe. He undoes the buttons. He's pushes them down, underwear too, until he's naked on the deck of his boat. His dick, small and pink and shy, twitches in the sunlight.
Max walks over to where Daniel's settling in for his sunbathing, and waits until Daniel pushes back his hat. "You didn't bring the drinks," Daniel says, before he realises Max is naked, and his flush carries up over his cheeks and down to his shoulders. His gaze stays fixed on Max's small dick.
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Actually I have more thoughts considering what you @immortalwithoutaname said that I just couldn't fit in a responce so I'm doing it here. In regards to my last post - https://www.tumblr.com/patriamrealm/737610093240139776/so-ive-been-playing-the-update-for-pokemon?source=share
So you make very good points! Though I'm not entirely sure they'd be the most viable for the hisuian variants to be extinct extinct rather than just functionally extinct.
With cloning and fossil restoration, cloning has shown to not be the most feasible thing in the pokemon world, when it was done things went wrong and people didn't get the results they fully desired or they tampered to much, IE Mewtwo. Unless there is new information that I am lacking it cloning seems to very much be in it's infancy that few if any are willing to try.
Fossil restoration on the other hand, in one way it takes around 10,000 years for something to become fossilized and the events of legends arceus take place 300 ish years ago. That and every time it's done it results in pokemon winding up with a rock typing that they may or may not have had when their species was fully around.
Every single restored pokemon from fossils has been given a rock typing, EXCEPT in Galar with those poor pokemon put together wrong. But that is likely due to the botched restoration being done. When done correctly the pokemon wind up with a rock typing. We don't see that in the hisuian pokemon in the present. Basculigion is still ghost/water ect. Making fossil restoration unlikely as well.
NOW AS FOR DISTORTIONS! That is also a very good point but I also have a theory about how those function timeline wise. Distortions seem to be able to pop up any-when and anywhere. The any-when being most key to this theory.
I believe that distortions came and went in a bit of a wave starting slow and very infrequent about ohh let's go with 20 years before the rift above Mt. Coronet even opened up. Easy to simply not see especially if they were small and very unstable. Then they pick up a bit before the rift opens, people start to notice, it's like a warning.
Then BOOM! The rift opens and you get distortions showing up near daily, sometimes more than once a day for 2 ish years. After the events of the game happen they start to slowly become more infrequent till they are near unnoticeable again within 20ish years.
Now why are there red distortion dashes close to present and far past on the timeline? That's because distortions go two ways! So Lets say the distortion on the far left is connected to one of the ones within the rift being open. It's more stable and big but it's a single one that lasts only a few minutes and frankly if anyone did see it they would likely not be sure it was real. And the one closer to the present is the same deal only let's say the one it is connected to is one of the very early distortions before the rift. Small and unstable. Easy to not see happen.
Now the any-when and anywhere really come into play here. A distortion could show up well over a million years ago in far off Kanto and that one is connected back to one of the distortions from after the rift is closed. Next one seen could be Paldea 5,000 years ago.
For everywhere else and every other time period distortions would be extremely rare, some small and unstable others big and last minutes. The likelihood of even seeing one in a world with so much wilderness as the pokemon world would be a near nonexistent fraction of a percent.
Pokemon showing up in the distortions often wind up vanishing. Most people would not risk going in one if they did see it. And the chances of a distortion leaving behind even a single breeding pair that people of present day could use to try and bring back a species is even less likely than seeing a rift.
In the end, it is more feasible and likely that the hisuian pokemon, even in their decline were cared for by the native clans to Hisui/Sinnoh and there are likely conservation efforts to bring them back to the wild while currently they are functionally extinct but never were fully wiped off the planet.
#pokemon legends arceus#pokemon#hisuian pokemon#oh oh this went so much longer than I thought it did.#You had very very good points!#it just got me thinking and this happened#I am sorry
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Can I get a lady lesso X reader where the teachers are doing a group bonding as part of the unification of the schools (aka getting drunk). This leads to everyone sharing their stories of how they were in school and since most of the teachers are of similar ages they'd discuss shared iconic school moments. However since r is much younger than most of them only being 20ish they didn't attend with any of them so nobody knows how r was. This leads to much suspicion as r has been very silent and was very reluctant to talk about it. They get worn down and it is revealed r was secretly a very rebellious punk never student which is a complete 180 from them being a nerdy ever teacher in the present. Everyone is shocked by this especially lesso who wants to know why r changed so drastically and why they pretended to be an ever so confronts r later on when they are alone. R reveals that they have really strict parents who were both very powerful/well known evers and they ended up disowning r and all the people in their friends from when they were a teen ended up dying or in jail so they really don't have anyone so thought it'd be better to reinvent themselves because they know everyone judged them and their friends based on looks and being a never but anyone who actually knew them would know they were really cool people who just had a really fucked up life that for the most part was their fault. Lesso ends up telling r to be themselves for her if not for r's teen self and r agrees to the next day. Everyone is shocked by the transformation and lesso is just over here trying not to die from how hot r looks.
Who you truly are|NSFW
*Authors note ~ okay so this is an amazing prompt and so detailed. I am going to bace reader off one of my oc so it's going to link to queen Regina from ouat ever so slightly. I hope that's okay.*
Trigger warnings~ praise overstim kink mistress kink jealousy sex insecurities unable to be themselves alcohol usage
Prompt~see ask^^^^^
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Ever since the schools have merged, there's been tension on both sides. Learning to co exist in ways they hadn't had to before was hard. Some unwilling to try others not knowing what to say or do. That is why a new rule was passed for all professors. The Unification rule was probably one of the best parts of the merger. Strictly adults only and a lot of alcohol. You could quite easily see it becoming your favourite part of the month. Once a month you got to see everyone interact without the usual rivalry.
You were completely tipsy, half way there to that happy drunk state. Pretty much everyone was either drunk of tipsy by now, the conversations flowing effortlessly as you all chattered nonsense really. Clarissa decided you should all share memories of your time at school. The other teachers were a fair few years older than you so the versions they described were quite old fashioned. It was interesting to think of them with back combed hair and drastic makeup. The images your mind was conjuring up was making you giggle hysterically. That seemed to have drawn attention to you. They immediately asked what you looked like, how you acted, if you were always the nerdy Ever that preferred to be buried into a book.
You visibly pealed and tried to bluff your way through and of course Leonora called you out on your lie. Their suspicions looks told you that it wasn't only Leonora that didn't quite buy your tale. You then had to completely tell the truth. Truthfully, you were quite the memorable student in your school days, but not for the right reasons. The gasps of shock and questions seemed to poor from the others. Leonora smirked at your description of yourself and the glint in her eyes told you that she wouldn't be dropping it that easy.
The night trickled on and you were downing alcohol like it was tap water. Truthfully you were two sheets to the wind by the end of the night, slurring absolute nonsense. There was this one Never teacher, she called herself Isadora if you remember correctly, and she was flirting with Lady Lesso. The rage you felt at the sight was overpowered by the instant insecurities you felt. Suddenly everything that was you seemed average. The attributes you usually loved seemed to be nothing in comparison to Isadora. And the way she makes Lady Lesso laugh like no other, yeah you were definitely jealous. You didn't realise just how badly until Leonora placed her hand on Isadoras shoulder and leaned over into whisper in her ear, you were glaring daggers into Isadoras head. If looks could kill she would be dead. And that most certainly didn't go unnoticed by the dean of evil, she quickly dismissed the unaware teacher and made her way over to you watching as you rapidly blinked trying to disguise your jealousy.
"Come pet, you're absolutely out of this world" she purred leading you away from everyone else and back to her chambers. If you were sober you would've noticed however, you were absolutely out of your mind so you followed willingly. And that was how you found yourself tucked up next to her where you passed out instantly. She couldn't help but chuckle and follow suit after making sure there was some water at your bedside for the morning.
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The sunlight seeped into the room through the gap in her curtains, stirring you awake with a groan. God your head was pounding, and the sheets too damn comfortable. Wait. Your head was resting on someone? With a small peak from under your eyelashes you saw the one and only Leonora. A blush rose over your cheeks at the fact you were in her bed, the fact you remained in last nights clothes meant nothing other than sleep had occurred. A chuckle next to you roused you from your thoughts. "Awake now are we pet?" God her morning voice. You'd imagined it of course but nothing could compare.
As if she read your mind she reassured you, "nothing happened love, and I know just how badly you wanted it to. But i would never take advantage of such a pretty play thing. However, now you're more or less back to normal all you have to do is ask." You lay there in shock. No way was she offering what you thought she was. Right? "But what about Isadora" you whimpered, your insecurities showing. Her laugh was everything, "Isadora isn't my type darling. I don't want her I want you if you'll let me have you" was all it took for you murmur a simple plead.
"Mistress darling, say it. Say please mistress like a good girl" she taunted you loving how eager to please her you were. "Mistress please I want you" you whined. That was all it took for her to straddle your hips and capture your lips in a possessive kiss. She was claiming you as hers and truthfully you'd never been happier than here and now.
Leonora was a diligent lover, she placed kisses all over your skin as she exposed it, paying almost worship like attention to every part of you. She murmured praises and reminded you just how perfect she saw you to be. The sweet one had to be when she placed her lips directly above your heart and whispered, "this is my most prized possession of you'll allow me to have it pet."
After all her worship like attention everywhere but where you were aching for her, she started to please you in ways you'd never been pleased before. Leonora made your past lovers seem like fools, you were use to one climax and done, but this women brought you over that edge time and time again. Not even stopping to ask for anything in return. Praises were constantly thrown at you as you violently fell over the edge for her. "Mistress! Please can't' no more!! Hurts so good please" you all but whined. You were a complete mess, and she was loving every moment of it. "One more pet, just one more like the pretty girl you are. So good for your mistress" she murmured before bringing her lips back to your clit. It was the feeling of her younger flattening against you that had you coming with a strangled cry. She fucked you through it before moving to clean you up. There you lay with half lidded eyes and completely fucked dumb for the very talented Dean of evil.
Word count ~ 1451
#fanfic#lady lesso#sfgae#anon answered#leonora lesso#lady lesso x reader#leonora lesso x reader#lady leonora lesso#lesso x reader smut#lesso smutt#lesso x reader#lady lesso x you#dean of evil#anon request
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Going to preface this by saying I'm aware that what I am about to say is something controversial on this side of Tumblr and that I am not part of, will never be part of, and have never been part of the Marauders fandom both pre-Jegulus boom and post-Jegulus boom. I've always been a Jily lover through and through. Those are my PARENTS. But I sort of want to take on the challenge of somehow making at least Jegulily work without completely character assassinating them like the Marauders fandom are doing. I don't believe that any of the characters have a rigid end all, be all characterization. More impactful and compelling characters are never static after all, and different circumstances can give unexpected changes and developments.
I want to work on something like a character study on how they'd interact in certain circumstances where they made different choices and developed their characters differently if given the chance. As in, if I give them the tools and the circumstances to change for the better, will they take it? What will it take for them to take it? Will they rise above their prejudices, or will they pull a Coriolanus Snow and choose wrong at every turn? (I don't need immediate answers on these questions by the way. I'd like to find out on my own and stretch my writing muscles by writing scenarios I am not used to writing)
I wouldn't use the characterizations that the Marauders fandom are using according to the discussions I see here and other similar blogs, but build on the foundation from canon. I believe you can infer a lot about a character based on the people they grew up with and the people they surround themselves with, among other things, so I can use that as a baseline for my Regulus. I'm typing out all this to say that I wanted to share that I'll likely use your blog and other similar blogs as a "What Not To Do" guide when it comes to their characters and their development, so I am thanking you and your peers in advance for calling out the faults in the Marauders fandom's stars and making it easier for me to know what to avoid when writing.
That's all, have a nice day and may your tags be free from interlopers and invaders!
Ok. I will preface by saying you will need to tag AU and OOC. I hope you are not offended by what I will say next.
Canon Regulus would not touch Lily. Would not tolerate blood traitor James.
Canon Regulus did have tools, circumstances, opportunities to change for the better as you put it. He chose to become a Death Eater. He chose to write a note and die instead of telling Sirius or anyone else about the horcrux. He could have talked to Sirius. He could have not joined DE. He could have been double agent like Snape. But he did not.
Lily rejected Snape when he called her a Mudblood. Why would Lily go after supposedly reformed Death Eater Regulus? When she has better looking brother and best friend of James, Sirius? Lily did not talk to Snape again after that incident. Even if he repented and tried to apologise she was not his friend anymore.
James did not like dark magic or Death Eaters. He is loyal. He does not like disloyalty. Why would he choose Regulus for a relationship over Sirius?
Characters can change. They can develop. But in this story of James, Lily, Regulus, canon is inflexible. It must be AU, must be OOC for Jegulily to "work."
You may disagree and that is OK. But canon is firm with how their lives ended. They did not have time to change even if circumstances allowed.
#asked#answered#james potter#lily evans#lily evans potter#regulus black#the marauders#anti marauders fanon
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