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14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI
~A Sick Angel~
“Can you please—”
“No.”
The past few minutes had been like talking to a brick wall. [REDACTED] hadn't let you move an inch from the bed since you’d woken up in an agonizing daze.
Sure, you felt like complete shit, maybe a little on the side of a fever. And the moment you sat up you wanted to scream. But it was manageable. If you tried, you'd be able to make it through a day at the library.
Blue eyes quickly narrowed, as if they knew exactly what you were thinking. It was frustrating how stubborn they could be when he wanted to.
You attempted to frown at your companion. Nothing really changed about your haggard expression—thanks to your face and entire body feeling like dead weight—but your tone worked well enough. “I need to go to work today.”
“Not happening,” he insisted as he reached up to your forehead.
You closed your eyes for just a second. His cold palm against your brow was too heavenly to ignore. “I don't want to let Elanor down. Today's really important for her,” you croaked.
They didn't bother to hide the momentary disgust in their tone at the mention of your coworker. “She wouldn't want y’working either, Angel.” As if to prove his point, they tapped away on your phone. He'd been holding it hostage behind his back.
Only a minute later, it dinged with a response and he finally held it out to you. Elanor had sent a polite and elaborate text as always. You read through it while he continued to run both of their cold hands over your heated face like two makeshift ice packs.
Good morning, [REDACTED]. At least I assume so from how brief that message was? Thank you for letting me know Y/N is ill! I'm sure they must be worried about missing today's event but we can handle it just fine! And I’m happy to take some pictures for them! Please take good care of them and give my well wishes. Regards, Elanor.
You raised an eyebrow and scrolled back up to the paltry message he'd sent her.
sick no work
Somehow, it was probably the nicest thing they'd ever managed to send any of your friends. You looked back up at him with what was meant to be a pout. “Okay then.”
With instant trust in your word, he stood up to leave the room. He soon returned with his arms full. A cold compress, medicine, some drinks, and anything else they thought you might need. You lightly rolled your neck and resigned to your fate as a patient when he sat next to you. The medicine and drink he offered were swallowed without fuss on your part, then you laid down. The throbbing pain already seemed to calm as you did.
The compress stayed at his side instead of being placed on your forehead like you thought. You felt their hand on your cheek yet again, a more noticeable chill to his rough skin this time.
“Just in case it feels too cold f’you,” he explained before you even asked.
It felt perfect, so you didn't mind at all. You practically purred in relief at the gentle circles they rubbed. You tiredly looked up to him as you complained, if only to tease them, “I'm a little disappointed you didn't bring out the nurse outfit.”
“‘Course you are.” His eyes lit up with mischief, a knowing smile cut across his lips to match your playful one. “I'll make it up t’you when y'feel better, yeah?” Their thumb slowly traced back and forth from one corner of your mouth to the other.
“Germs, you weirdo,” you reminded him. Though you didn't bother to shake off his hand, weak as you were. “You’ll get sick.”
“Y’worried about me, love? Cute. But I promise ‘M not gonna catch whatever you have that easy.” They leaned down to kiss your flushed temple, eventually settling propped up on one arm to lay as close as possible beside you. Faintly warm breath tickled the top of your head until you drifted back to sleep under their watchful gaze.
#14 days with you#14dwy redacted#momo reqs#hehehe :3#requested THREE TIMES??#i was gonna write something like this eventually so yayyy#look elanor's in there!!!#she is SO rude to redacted omg#<- she only said regards instead of KIND regards#scandalous#he deserves fewer exclamation points in her mind (but still gets some)#bro didn't even use punctuation themselves#also!! angel: halfway lucid trying to read words#redacted: i must touch and squish
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my extremely disorganized welcome home theory!!!
this may sound crazy but please hear me out
there are three main points to this, all of which ill elaborate on under the cut!
one of the companies, either marlo or playfellow workshop, clearly tried to make a lot of changes to the show. this includes heavy merchandising, forcing julie/frank to be read as a couple, and cutting eddie from the show.
i think that once a character no longer appears on the air, they are forced into a sort of subliminal bond with their own home, isolating them and making them essentially unable to leave. we see this with eddie's situation.
if all of this is true, i may have a very good idea for the direction in which the story of welcome home will lead.
quick disclaimer beforehand : obviously, our knowledge on this is constantly growing and expanding! this is not my "entire opinion" on the story nor do i think this is the cold hard truth. these are simply my ideas!
in general, i think the idea of the offness coming from anything internal of the show , like the characters or home, is a far stretch .. more likely, it's coming from the people making the show itself.
my theory is that either playfellow workshop or marlo was taking control of the show , probably towards the end of its run, and making massive changes in the interest of maximizing profit. first of all the commercials clips feel off in and of themselves to me, because we can see that they literally partnered with anything in order to sell it. this is most clearly Weird in the sleeping pills wally clip, but also all over - of course this could just be that it was a popular show and wanted to make bank, but personally i think it was one of the companies pushing for more brand deals and more merchandise and more money.
this, of course, leads directly into the eddie/frank situation. as many different people have stated, this was the 1970s, and if there was any ability in the show for them to be read as a couple this could get a ton of backlash. i'm willing to bet that the company tried first of all to push julie/frank to be more easily read as a couple, then later deciding on either diminishing eddie's role a TON or deleting him completely.
and like, think about it. unfortunately, most of the characters don't really harbor any huge friendship towards him, at least not in the clips we've seen. while having positive relations with poppy, julie, frank and wally, he doesn't have as much as an outright "gimmick" or thing to sell as the others.
julie's excitable, sally's theatrical, frank's stubborn, howdy's charismatic, barnaby's funny, poppy's sweet, wally's reserved but polite, and eddie. "talks a lot". if you're an executive and you're going to cut one character from a show, especially in the interest of Not looking like theres Anything gay in your show, which would you choose?
NOW for the second part:
my believe about home, and furthermore all the homes in the series - but more directly Home - is that i think they act as sort of devices that the company can use to manipulate the characters. my theory about the eddie situation in the recent update is that it takes place in the midst of when the company was attempting to cut him from the show.
and when we see eddie in the midst of his breakdown, he's VERY tied to the post office (his home basically). he's isolated and literally states at a point during it that he assumes everyone's outside and playing in the snow, but never makes any attempt to go out and check - as if it doesn't even cross his mind. he expresses some kind of paranoid need to stay at the post office and not leave, even for a moment, which he also talks about in the videos.
when he finally DOES leave for the party, (which, btw, he only does because sally literally grabbed him and brought him there) , he starts seeing all the awful shit he sees (as we know) . INCLUDING HOME. and towards the end of it, all he says to frank is that he wants to go [ to his ] home.
what does all this mean??? im so glad u asked. basically i think that creators' actions upon the show affect the world of welcome home in subliminal ways that the characters aren't directly aware of happening (until, of course, they are.) in this case, if a character is cut from the show or their screen time is limited, they experience being subliminally forced to stay in their own home. if they try to leave, they start witnessing visceral, terrifying things that they can't explain, persuading them to return back home. back where it's "safe".
wally's home in particular, i think, enforces this the most. home is sentient so the company can probably carry out their desires more directly with him than any of the other houses (which are just structures, pretty much). i DON'T think home harbors any ill will themselves, but moreso is just carrying out what "needs to be done."
more evidence for this:
this theory is also entwined with how wally interacts with us, the people on the site, because he mentions in places like the guestbook, etc that he hasn't seen other members of the neighborhood in so long. but that doesn't mean they're not there.
so if a singular being cut from the show means that they are forced to stay in their own home and not go outside, then the show being taken off the air would, in theory, mean that everyone would be forced to stay in their own homes. for decades. wally reaching out to us could very likely be a cry for help and/or last try after years of isolation. (it would also explain why he's so much more off putting/tired/different than his in-show appearances.)
one last thing!!!! i think if that's what's going, on it could explain this sentence from the summary, unchanged since the beginning. i've never really understood this line or what it could mean, but -
this is a HUGE far cry. but i think it's possible that, if i'm right, at some point down the line the characters (still in the neighborhood) will actually try to leave their homes, or they have already, which would cause the "distortion/nightmarish memory". i mean we definitely could describe eddie's hallucination(?) as that so .
yeah i hope you enjoyed 20 minutes of me rambling ... please ask questions if some (or all) of this didn't make sense cuz im not rly sure if this is coherent lol. this also isnt all the thoughts i have about this theory but this post is too long as is lol. thanks so much for reading this far if you have!!!
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finally, you flop down onto your bed with a relieved sigh, burying your face into the sheets of the slightly cold blankets and humming happily. finally, that sad week in the hospital passed –though it only passed so quickly was because of lloyd bugging you for most of it (with the occasional appearance of another one of your new friends, and several video calls from your parents and friends back at home). maybe it wasn’t so sad when that ball of sunshine– lloyd was around.
so far you’ve learnt many things about this city (and surprisingly you were somehow ignorant to all of some of it’s sometimes worldwide news).
there were literally ninja superheroes, one of which –the green one– saved your ass from being robbed and injured, worst case killed. they had been around for several years at this point and did multiple patrol runs daily. not only did they stop major threats, they helped out in the community.
the secret ninja force; named by the public such because the ninja are incredibly secretive about their personal lives and identities (which was called for because they are superheroes), consists of six people.
the green ninja is the leader with some weird green power. the water ninja is one of the two tech heavy heroes in the city, having a close resemblance to a samurai while having that ninja aesthetic. the blue (or lightning) ninja earned his title as the human –are they even human?– plasma ball; while the earth ninja could probably throw a whole building at someone. they earned the title of the strongest. the white ninja (a nindroid?) is the master of ice, and probably the most deceiving of them as one of the sweetest people; albeit a little morally grey, you’ll ever meet despite the cold presence he has. then the red ninja is the most open one of the lot, the master of fire and swords –hey, there's a lot of skill before his wielding.
the ninja also had a goddamn flying ship named the destiny’s bounty.
there’s also samurai x, having the largest panel of debate on whether they’re a guy or lady. they’re the other tech heavy hero in ninjago, following in the footsteps of the previous samurai x who later became the water ninja. you have your suspicion that it might be cyrus borg’s daughter and assistant, pixal. (it was one of hell of a ride when you found out that pixal was actually a robot– nindroid despite her human-like appearance. well, the more you know.)
and well, elemental masters aren’t much of a surprise to you –not when your aunt was one. master of something, you don’t remember too well what it was; just that either skylor might inherit it or it would skip her and possibly manifest in her kids. or you might get it, and frankly that would be sick. but it looks like neither of you did, atleast you choose to believe that instead.
you turn, laying on your side and staring out the window, watching the quiet streets and city through the clear glass with an unfocused attention on it. lloyd’s words on his father stuck in your head, you were curious about him.
you heard of all sorts of things about ninjago before moving here, things you chalked up as elaborate stories before he confirmed it all to you.
stories of overthrowing and controlling the realm, bloodlust and a power hungry fight many villains fought to win but inevitably lost in the end. golden weapons and a boy, a devouring evil that could only ever consume; an evil that never rested, a dark lord. and as of more recently, a princess that tried to rise all hell.
when the ninja defeated the overlord –the never resting evil– lloyd’s father, garmadon was freed from the poison and evil he was under because of the dark lord’s influence. once the man was a tyrant and now you hear he is a sensei of a small, tranquil monastery in a small village somewhere near the city. garmadon sought out lloyd and koko, and became the father and husband the evil forced him not to be.
he was a tyrant and then became a father.
you turn again, laying on your back and stare up at the ceiling with zoned out eyes. the whole situation was peculiar, especially if now since garmadon is good; why was lloyd still so mistreated?
no one necessarily needed to say anything about it; you’ve noticed the looks sour faces the nurses, doctors and patients gave him when he was escorting you out of the hospital. you noticed the vaguely visible tension on his face while he kept his guard up when you two were walking to his busted car and the way he looked as though he was expecting the worst.
a defense mechanism, you could tell from the way his eyes were scanning his surroundings; expect the worst so it doesn’t surprise you.
he softened up only when you two got home, back to your place. but despite the lighter atmosphere in the comfort of the car; you didn’t quite feel he was ready enough to answer your question about the ill treatment he was being faced with subtly. maybe that would also explain why he was so scared that something worse could’ve happened to you.
why’d everything need to be so difficult...?
you frowned, looking out the window with now more focused eyes. it’s been a hell of a week– or several if you count the ones you've been in ninjago; and there’s something nagging you to go home where you’d be safe. but, that would throw everything you’ve worked for, the seat at the best university in all the realm– a ticket out of that house. you’d have to stick it out for a while; at the least for your course to finish before you do anything else.
well, even if you leave, you’ll have lloyd’s number this time; a way to contact that greenie (the one thing you wanted so badly since eleven.)
you close your eyes, trying to get some rest again despite half that week you spent in the hospital consisted of you sleeping when lloyd wasn’t (excusing himself to do something work related–not that you’d known him to be employed at the moment). the soft blankets, now warmed by the gentle sun seeping into your room, call you to fall asleep. and you comply wordlessly, willingly.
until there was a knock on your door and a call of your name.
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I would like you to elaborate on dirk and Dave's relationship post game! 0u0
I want to make one thing clear. Neither of them are particularly bad people for reacting the way they do. They are products of their environments and their upbringings, and this reflects a LOT in their behaviour. This is my personal interpretation.
I think it starts off generally well. They have enough in common to talk a lot, and so much to catch up on! I’d imagine they chat for quite a while and build up raport.. and then as time goes on, they start to sort of get on each others nerves.
Dirk has a habit of over analysing and trying to get into peoples minds to further understand them. This isnt a bad thing, i think he genuinely does it out of wanting to understand and “vibe” with them better, but it may seem weird and unncessary for others. What with being isolated socially for so long, the alpha kids in general have some strange ways of saying things that seem perfectly normal to them, as well as interpretation, that strike others as off or strange, and dirk is no exception. They arent as handy with social cues.
This is important because well, while Dave is good at running his mouth, he struggles to articulate effectively when he cares. Im sure as we have seen in canon, especially with people he loves, Dirk will probably try to look too deep into it and reach a conclusion that isnt the best. Dirk needs people he cares about to communicate honestly and openly. This is something Dave will struggle to do due to his aforementioned inability to articulate when he cares the most.
Of course I cannot forget mentioning the abuse in the relationship Dave had with his bro. One that on reflection of his childhood later, led to him being incredibly uncomfortable with when he realised the way he was brought up was certainly not normal. It did not help qualm Daves nerves. Especially when Dirk said he could see himself doing that. Dave is compassionate, but he is not entirely forgiving. I feel that while Dirk thinks its best to be aware of this manner, it would just make Dave uncomfortable at the idea of repetition. One which i feel he could not voice.
Diving deeper into personal musings, considering some of the evidence that Dirk coveted Dave for a long time, Given how much we see him covet Dave it has a very high chance of flipping the other way as a natural prince of heart destroying and picking at himself. Dirk has a desire to be useful, a desire to succeed, and his accomplishments fail in the face of daves in both timelines.
Dirk has two people we are established he holds especially dear to him, and that is Dave and Jake. However with that level of attachment and endearment it can become unhealthy. Dave and Jake arent the best when it comes to communication, or establishing the most stable of relationships if canon is to go off of. Without proper care and communication this turns out bad.
I personally feel like as time would go along, the silence between them would grow longer due to the lack of communication of issues between them. Dave would rather skirt them, Dirk would rather bottle them until he eventually explodes. Its that or theyd have a codependent relationship for a while before cutting it all off out of a want to fix things by trying to be there for the other, but facing difficulty in their desires being too different, Dave wanting time to build up raport and slowly close that gap while Dirk just wants to get there as efficiently as possible and missing the point of the picture.
TLDR; If you put a kid through literal isolation for 16 years and give him a meager amount of social situations its going to be very difficult for them to aclimate to someone more accustomed to the ebb and flow of relationships. If you give an abuse victim a younger alternate version of their abuser theyre never going to be ok with it entirely.
Its 3 am ill prolly delete this later
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Glens, Children of Misfortune and the Baskervilles
[When I say Glens, I am referring all Glens- past and present: Levi, Oswald, Gil and Leo. Hella lot of lore is here that I wanna write about ;-; so I might divide this into different posts let's see. Also fair warning: I might criticize Oswald's actions-past and present- a bit, since I love looking at characters from an unbiased pov. Also, maybe some characters' past actions in order to point to their character development so that too.]
[ Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 ]
1] Glen, Jury and the knowledge of the Abyss
Starting off with this panel, although it is passed off for gags, I realized something very important here (and got me to love Leo even more lol droopy eyed jerk yeah!!) (Retrace 103:)
Only after reading Retrace 93 onwards and actually visiting the Sablier from hundred years ago do we get the real, undistorted lore of why Children of Misfortune exist, what exactly is Glen, where the Juries come to play into this whole scheme and so on. But before I elaborate on the above panel, let's go back to go back to these ill-fated panels—the literal start of everything going wrong—Oswald casting Lacie into the Abyss for her sin of being born as a Child of Misfortune. (Retrace 69)
Two things to remember here:
i.) Oswald can't go against the Glen's orders until after the succession ceremony. He is bound to his master, the then Glen, Levi by the oath on his left hand so the only way to break free of it is by cutting off his hand like Gil did.
ii.) Immediately after the last chain, the fifth one- Jabberwocky is transferred to his body, Oswald becomes the next Glen.
Now, if I think about it, with Jabberwock having been transferred into his body, Oswald had already become Glen when he was saying these words to Lacie. He was Glen when he cast her into the Abyss. He was Glen, the absolute head of the Baskervilles, whose orders can't be disobeyed by any of his people.
Maybe, this doesn't seem much significant. It didn't, to me, while I was reading this chapter,, because I was still under the impression that 'Glen' was a spirit passed down from one host to another as the Will of the Abyss said here to Vincent (Retrace 39)—
If that were the case, then, well, nothing. Oswald's body would have been taken over by 'Glen' at the Succession Ceremony. Nothing of Oswald's soul would remain,, so, it won't be Oswald, but 'Glen' that's casting Lacie into the Abyss— Lacie who is not the younger sister but a sinner bearing the Eyes of Ill-Omen as far as the spirit of Glen is concerned.
But... later, we get the reveal it's quite not the case. (Retrace 91)
It was because the tale would be boring otherwise.
Everything was a story for the Juries who have been collecting and preserving these for centuries. In their stories, worlds exist where humans never walked the earth at all. Or, stories where the world ended within a century of its beginning. Or even, stories where the world ran identical to this one but decisively different. The main point is the Juries decide whether the tale is interesting enough to continue or to be brought to an end so it can be 'shelved in their library'. There comes the significance of Glen. The Juries are present in every story and use a turning point (here, the Abyss and the Glen) to try and bring the tale to a climax. In this case, they were probably pinning their hopes on Oswald.
Anyway, back to the night of the Succession Ceremony. Glen, now we know is just the title given to the head of the Baskervilles who is a potential candidate for generating a main turning point for the Juries, the reason why they keep an eye of them. It's no spirit hosted in Oswald's body or some such but Oswald himself that cast Lacie into the Abyss.
Why I stress this again is because—Oswald could have stopped her execution. Just like that, he could have given the command: 'As the new Glen, I have decided that we are no longer executing Lacie, does anyone have a problem with it?' Yeah. Just like that. Like, who'd dare challenge his decision? The previous Glen? Levi? A guy left with a broken body and no chain? The rest of the Baskervilles? The same people who obey his every order without a question?
No, the only ones who could and would veto his decision are the Juries. Because they know that only a Child of Misfortune has the power to affect their tales in an unpredictable way since this child was birthed directly by the Abyss (Retrace 91)
However, this aside, I want to point out that Levi, who was the Glen at least three generations before Leo, did not know the actual reason for casting a Child of Misfortune back into the Abyss up until this moment. I am honestly appalled.
So, my first point of this section: i.) severe lack of knowledge about the Abyss/little knowledge is dangerous—
—since even the Glen, who is supposed to be the protector of the Abyss, the origin of all Life, does not know the exact reasons for why things happen as they do; they simply take things for granted. Levi does speculate that the chains are what hold up the world from being swallowed up by the Abyss. Although proven wrong in Retrace 91/92, ig there is some truth to his speculations after all—Jack, believing his words, goes about cancelling the chains and succeeds in sinking Sablier into the Abyss before Oswald and Alice manage to stop him.
The reason for this practice of taking things for granted is my second point. ii.): Every Glen was raised as a valet to the previous Glen.
The Glens are valets before they become the next head; they are practically raised to be good servants, not good leaders. They don't even think of questioning anything their master/Jury tells them.
Truth be told, they are probably programmed from a young age to be subservient to their Master, to kill all of their Master's enemies etc. etc., by either brainwashing, intensive training or torture. See here, Retrace 38:
Think of only your master. Serve only your master.
In fact, as early as Retrace 13, Break questions this extreme devotion of Gilbert's, bordering on obsession.... and wonders if it is not abnormal (although he, as well as Gilbert, think his loyalty is for Oz):
Since Gil had lost all his memories of his past, there was no way for them to know that he had been brainwashed into absolute obedience and this was not natural. (more on this in part 2)
Plus, we don't know what else they have been conditioned to accept as the indisputable truth.
As I said earlier, Oswald was already Glen at the point. Why did he not deliberate if he really wanted to cast Lacie into the Abyss? He had become the sole absolute command there; he had all the powers of the Abyss. Why did he not question the whole point of it? Why did he not even make an attempt to save Lacie?
Well, this is the reason. The Glens were never meant to be someone strong enough to decisively change the story. The Juries needed someone to make wrong decisions so that the 'tale' can be brought to an end. They were waiting for the Glens to mess up. And it was passed down from Glen to Glen, and taken for granted that if they were to become the next head, they had to take in five chains and cast their red-eyed sibling into the Abyss.
In fact, what Levi says about the Children of the Ill-Omen born with the to-be Glen isn't the truth either, just some hearsay (Retrace 69)—
Because you're supposed to properly dispose of what you have created.
I don't think any of this is necessarily true. Because Kevin Legnard (Break), a Child of Misfortune, lived in an age around 10+ years since the Tragedy of Sablier. He served in the Sinclair family since a young age where, yes, a massive tragedy did occur, but it was only in his adulthood and due to political complications, more or less. So really, I wonder if the whole story of Children of Misfortune —the only threat to the Juries—attracting "misfortune" is not one cooked up by the Juries themselves, then accepted as such by generations of Glen? And even spread to the locals because both Lacie and Vince were bullied for their red eyes. Perhaps, so that such children, even if they might not become Baskervilles, will be tortured and eventually killed/take their own lives, and the tales of the Juries will not be interrupted.
This is why the first panel of Leo ordering Levi is so important to me. It's about the choice of your free will (which Oswald never had, he simply went with whatever was asked of him,, more on this in part 3). Leo started to actively fight for what he felt was right and even commands the previous Glen to obey his orders because "I am the current Glen! When I tell you to do something, you shut up and do it, you droopy eyed jerk!"
Oswald could have done this at the Succession Ceremony. I am pretty sure Levi would be more amused than angry at the rebellion against the status quo.
Because, even here, amused by Leo's words, Levi spurs into action only after this exchange: (Retrace 103)
Finally, it's Leo who puts an end to the ostracism of the Children of Ill-Omen—
—and discussed the problem of the Core of the Abyss learning and knowing what it is like to be lonely instead of merely looking upon her as something dangerous and to be untouched by anyone including the Glens.
I don't think he could have brought about such a major change without facing some kind of major uproar from the Juries, yes? In spite of that, Leo (with the rest of the Baskervilles) decided to stand by what he thought was the right thing to do and not condemn his first true follower, Vincent, for no reason but for being born with a red eye.
[ Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4]
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i'm very conflicted as to how i feel about the percy jackson tv series. i love it. but.
it is SO rushed, to the point it is beyond a doubt proving detrimental to the characters. id like to preface this by saying that 1- i love the actors, i think the casting was great, and that the writing is okay, but disneys 8 episode format just isn't working here. and, 2- ive been a grover defender since i first read the books, so i am gonna focus on him (but TRUST that the other characters are being nerfed just as hard).
i mean, we just don't get to flesh out grovers relationship with percy at all. let alone with annabeth. ik we're only two episodes in, so i wont judge too hard, but GOD. wtf is going on man. the charm of his character in the books is kind of lost to the (to be blunt) shitty writing. we don't get to the fullest extent get to see how he awkwardly fumbles, trying and failing to lie to his best friend. we don't get to see what being a satyr means to him, how that affects all of his relationship dynamics in and outside of camp. (his interactions with dionysus?? hello??)
again, only 3 eps in so maybe they'll touch on some stuff in flashbacks later, but, man. (we're already to the elevator scene. so I'm not going to get my hopes up too high.) anyways, not getting to see how he interacts with the adults at camp is killing me. that's why i liked his character so much reading the books. he was a (twenty-eight/) fourteen-year-old kid. he looked old for a sixth grader, from percys perspective. but we hear Mr d say that he was still so small for his age, he was a late bloomer in woodland magic, and that he was probably too immature for a second quest, that he should wait a little longer to try to get a seeker's license.
"i cant fail in my duties again- do you know what that would mean for me?"
i mean come on? i like them touching on how uncle Ferdinand's death affected grover in the show. i actually appreciated the subtlety of it. they show how he's sensitive and emotional, but has to try to be strong for the sake of keeping the quest on track. (which is why i think him being older than percy and Annabeth was somewhat necessary.)
but that does not change the fact that the shows still not doing great things for the character that we know. he's just.. different now? if that makes any sense.
anyways stopping here for now because if i don't ill talk forever. if anyone wants to discuss this with me (to refute or to agree) id be more than willing to elaborate, as this is just an over-emotional fangirl tangent i went on bc i got distracted while writing a whump fic LOL
#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#percy jackson and the olympians#pjo tv show#pjo series#grover underwood#percy jackson disney+
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My Old Nick hc's, interpretation, analysis, and other odd bits PT.1
Part 2
This is long overdue but I feel I oughta get something out of the way. I've had a incredibly aggressive special interest in him for like 3-5ish years and at some point in writing hc's I just started making shit up(I mean isn't that just hc's are?) because I really just took a guy with a whopping 14 lines of dialogue and just started sprinting.
I'm choosing to actually leave a few things out as I wish to explore those ideas more in This isn't over Jack, Ill probably swing back around to this after I wrap that up. In the mean time if you wanna swap ideas I'm down(please please please pleaseplea)
Turns out I hit text limit with this oh my lord, ill post pt2 tomorrow, i'm sorry
Can't think of anything particularly triggering in this but i'll warn it gets just kinda bleak
Human turned Fae- I will not elaborate, this will be explained later...
would actually break your legs if you called him a fairy
I've never actually pinned down any specific powers for him for some reason? like i just cant think of like any that i could write/ illustrate that wouldn't feel too gauche... So I just kinda nebulously imaged so weird fae-fuckery type of magic- though I think the most compelling interpretation of his powers was in Scouts Australian Christmas (pls go read it, its a really good fic)
Gay, but I cant imagine he's like particularly out about it; like its a iykyk sorta think because I definitely feel there probably some shame or internalized homophobia there (smth smth homophobic senator caught in a gay bar joke)
Autistic, but most definitely not diagnosed- he would become absolute incensed if you suggested it, like "There is nothing wrong with me, I am normal" but you can tell that he knows there's something "wrong with him" but he has no idea what and is incredibly afraid of even attempting to confront that
Can't imagine there's a moment where he's not masking, he doesn't understand his own limits and will keep doing things until he quite literally can't anymore
Probably has some ~effeminate~ interest he's deeply embarrassed by, but like in all reality its very normal and even if it was thats not a bad thing, he just makes it a big deal for no reason
STRADDLING the line between infodumping and mansplaining
Could be genuinely into a topic but he's just so condescending about it
High functioning alcoholic, kinda in that 50s/ rich way but it's very obvious he has a problem but everyone always brushes it off as "thats just how he is/ things are"
Nick could honestly just be summed up in his impact as a *a systematic bad thing happens again and again* "thats just how things are, get over it" sorta thing or a "Heart warming: student raises funds to prevent orphans from being sent to orphan grinder" and then no-one questions why the orphan grinder exists in the first place
He has been meticulously constructing his public image/ brand as "Old Nick"/ "The Spirit of Australian Christmas"
He is a liar, but he's a very good liar
His accent is fake, his laugh is fake, his public lore is fake and he's not even Australian he's British! (Which is arguably worst thing he has done)
He's basically been voice training to keep up a modern australian accent for years now, but his real accent is more of that 1700s british (which actually sounds different from modern a modern britsh accent) but sometimes he's has moments and his accent slips (mostly when he's yelling)
Has practiced his evil villain laugh so hard, like its a good villain laugh but if you listen hard you can tell its not real
Genuinely so fucking embarrassed by his actual laugh which i can only describe as if a goose that has been smoking a pack a day was being strangled to death
I kinda go back an forth on Nicks upbringing sometimes, because I kinda feel I went the kinda overplayed sorta tragic backstory; but also growing up in 1700s England was probably not fun if you weren't rich and also have you ever met a miserable boomer who does the whole "kids these days are too damn soft back when I was a kid *recounts an incredibly traumatizing event*!" Thing? Yeah he probably does that a lot and it makes everyone kinda uncomfortable
Maybe orphaned? Probably had brothers because he has strong younger brother "your oppressing me by giving me a task" energy (btw this relates to a super stupid hc that im not gonna share because its incredibly dumb)
Expressed a lot of attention seeking behavior from a young age, would purposefully get into trouble so someone would notice him
This behavior followed him into adult life and it would just keep getting worst and worst, like getting into bar fights that he would definitely lose and petty crime
Eventually he just kept ramping up the severity of his crimes till he actually had a warrant/ bounty placed for his arrest
To avoid getting arrested he became a sailor in his late 20s and jumped between ships and trades up until his 50s/60s
Eventually he was arrested and then get shipped off to Australia
After a few months he stuck there he was like "actually, fuck this" and started plotting an escape
He stole a boat and with his previous knowledge from being a sailor he was so full of himself he thought he did single-handedly sail and navigate back Britain or a British sympathetic colony and then lay low for the rest of his life
Of course he didn't happen and due to the fact he is stupid he got stranded in antarctic and the rest is history
If you wanna know how we got from "random crusty criminal" to "Spirit of Australian Christmas" you have to stick around for my shit ass comic and videos fucker
anyway where was i, Nick proceeded to twists that into "Yeah i totally meant to do discover antarctic, even though i was a 1780s peasant who would have not have even known that antarctic was even thing" he kinda sorta dropped the rest of it and made up more shit Homelander style
I don't believe that Nick was like well off in anyway when he was still mortal, and despite being just bludgeoned over the head with the effects of classism and a nightmare capitalist hell society he developed this horrible idolization of the rich and developed this almost "by your bootstraps" mentality but with like the brutality rich bushiness owners would treat there workers, where he though if he became horrible and ruthless he could trample and climb on the backs of his fellow men till he made it to that oh so coveted high society life.
probably doesn't help he would do absolutely anything for money either
and the thing is he made it, he's just unfathomably rich(that is till all those gambling debts catch up to him...) he got what he wanted, he got he's gotten all the money and attention he could have wanted... and yet he's miserable, nothing will ever be enough for him.
Throw back motif that's still my favorite- "decaying luxury". Nick is like obviously rich as fuck and yet just refuses to fix anything, like his sweater has so many little holes in it he just stopped bothering to fix, he's patched his pants so many times, stairs worn down to the point the rug is thread bear and the wood is dented, intricate arsenic and lead laced wallpaper that's now water damaged and peeling, his favorite chair's seams are ripped, and the stuffing and springs are just compressed and flat to the point its not even comfortable to sit in anymore. Like he can fix it, he has the money, and yet he just won't for some reason.
Oh speaking of arsenic and lead- mans is just absolutely FULL of lead, arsenic, asbestos, any other harmful thing the Victorians where just absolutely HUFFING
tangent on a tangent, i really associate him with the Victorian era despite him being born in the 1700s, maybe its the child labor, maybe its the stupid chops, he just looks like he should be in super tall neck-line and doing coke for a headache
Nick is just both incredibly self absorbed but also so fucking insecure, like very big insecure man makes his problems everyone else's problem and take his out on other people to feel better about himself energy
He's just so vain too, like i image he's just obsessed with himself and his image, probably doesn't help he's quite literately has been decomposing for like the last two centuries (IT WILL BE EXPLAINED WHY LATER I PROMMY) so he just has this like incredibly extensive Patrick Bateman ass self-care routine so he doesn't get moldy
#hey have you ever wanted to listen to the ramblings of a fucking mad man? here you go bc god does writing this out make me sound crazy#i did not expect to hit char limit with this dear god...#and for a guy that hasn't been relevant since 2011#im genuinely so nervous to post this bc this is just so much but this is what its like in my head 24/7 i have to live like this#tf2#tf2 headcanons#tf2 old nick#from the mouth of madness#old nick tf2
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okay so i got like moderately high yesterday n literally felt like i lost my mind n was questioning the validity and f the law bc i felt like everything that i was thinking about was fake…
i felt like my mind was alive n what i mean by that is that it kept going on and on and on and on and onnnnn and i felt like none of those thoughts were mine but instead a being talking through me and wanting to talk to me… and i kept doubting if this was even the case or a hallucination n my mind making it up but then i clocked that for me to doubt that that’s even possible is to turn my back on all the hard work i’ve done to reach this point w the law
anyway i rlly have a new way at looking at god playing as human now.. one of the main things that struck me and kept going through my mind was neville’s saying of “god dreamt to become man so that man could dream to become god”… i felt like i was waking up? hence why my mind felt alive bc i felt like it was the being itself talking to me and i was listening as opposed to in the past where i would try to get in the state of beinf that being… does that make sense
while in that state i was hyper aware that the body i was in was not mine…. it was sooo weird… because i wasn’t myself.. or at least the self that’s typing this.. i was the being within.. which is why i felt so uncomfortable in my body for a bit because it was like me clocking that… that’s just A Form i’ve taken?? whatever i’ll elaborate on that more later.. but i’ve had so many diff epiphanies while in this state of being pure consciousness.. it wasn’t the void at all even tho at times all i saw was darkness but i wouldn’t say it was the void it was just me hyper aware of my true self and my material body n the material world not getting in the way of that.
a part of me want to chalk this experience up to delusion so bad but i’m literally on this side of the internet and the strides i’ve taken with reading neville and falling and getting back up is quite literally so i could get to this point and have these weird awakenings.
one of the main things that struck me during that state is how if we are awareness and nothing but awareness then everything and i mean everything that we’re aware of is real and comes to fruition. this means that even your most invasive intrusive thoughts r real in a way but you write them off as not real which is why they materialize. furthermore as pure consciousness we are wandering to multiple diff realities multiple times a day by imagining diff things. we are god in imagination…. it struck me while in that state that human values mean nothing to this being within.. which is why we attach human states and human ideals to our i am.. i’m not explaining this the best i’ll probably do a wholeeee other post about this… but if we were constantly in the state of just being god and experiencing whatever and never came down from that we would prob hurt other ppl because god isn’t bound to human morals… the concept of god and bad only exists when you re enter the state of being.. human and even then the state of being _____ because that’s why some people are “good” while others are “bad”… that DOESNT MAKE ANY SENSE AT ALL GODOSODKS ILL MAKE A WHOLE POST ON ITJEKSKD
but it basically made me think that that’s why it’s so important to not essentially shoo off our human self when we’re in these communities and not think of it as trivial.. it’s there to ground us and make sure we’re not like a untamed wildfire….
but another thing that kept striking me was why am i even in this form in the first place? and the answer i kept getting was that god dreamt to become man so that man could dream to be god ..
essentially meaning that in our human forms we each have different goals and aspirations in this form and goals and aspirations is the part of the human experience i mean think about it.. god doesn’t have any real.. goals.. he can just snap his fingers and be whoever he wants to be.. so in order to get the true Human Experience we have goals we work towards.. which is why some of you may want different things from me… we all have things we desire at our core and higher and higher versions of ourselves we should a strive to be which is why none of us may want the same things at our CORE… it makes our experiences unique.
but at the end of the day.. when we actualize all of this we’ll ask ourselves.. what next? WHICH I THINK EDWARD ART REFWRFED TO… after you achieve all your goals and make all that money you’ll ask yourself.. what next… and that’s when you start looking up.. not to more material possessions because you’ve attained them all but towards your real self.. bc it’s almost like you as god have achieved everything in your human form and you’ve cleared this level almost.. you came down here to experience this and put yourself in this state and felt what man feels and you had a good time but now it’s time to come back home and that’s when man awakes and realizes he’s god and goes forward from that..
i feel like my mind is a bit broken.. i hope some of this made some sense and i hope y’all gain some wisdom from this.. i have to clock in for work now i’m 4 mins late cus i typed this but i rlly feel like I Get It now… idk
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Hell yea! You hath summoneth me with this! You know what will happen, right?
Asks Galore Attack!
1, 10, 12, 18, 21 (I already know the answer is yes, but it's the elaboration that tends to be more interesting and revealing. Ex: what do you consider as "spiritual" in the first place? Do you see a difference between your understanding of the spiritual with those around you?), 23, 24, 34
Have fun!
Oh no how horrible, the anticipated Lyndis attack! Hi Lyn nice seeing you here :3
1. What are 3 things you'd say shaped you into who you are?
Probably my fire emblem hyperfixation and the aftermath. I played 3h, then made an instagram because of it and met a community of people who liked fire emblem, then I made several friends, got better at drawing and eventually took up 3 new hobbies! The friends I've made as a direct result of fire emblem (that includes my octopath friends! This blog wouldn't exist without fe3h!) are all wonderful and amazing and I love them AND YOU LYN!!!!
I think also one very specific thing my mom would do had a huge impact on me. Sometime in the early 2000s, she read an article in a magazine that said you always have to cultivate your kids' hobbies. She did that and I'm extremely artistic as a result. She always got me the supplies I needed and loved seeing my art. I never would've been able to start sewing or papermache if she didn't support all my art so passionately. My siblings too, she got my brothers loads of instruments and I hear them play everyday.
Last one is probably just being very mentally ill and autistic. Since kindergarten, I've always been acutely aware that I was extremely different from everyone else. It was only when I got my autism diagnosis that I actually figured out why I struggled with making friends.
10. Would you say you're an emotional person?
Yep! To a bad extent! It's fine when I smile and laugh over the smallest things but not so much when I cried for an entire hour because of the first scene with Svarog in tristrat or when I lash out at people. I show my emotions a lot I think.
12. What's some good advice you want to share?
When writing, tilt the screen downwards and write. Don't care about the quality or typos or grammatical or formatting errors, you can correct it later but you need something to correct first. I'm not old enough to have good life advice other than the thing in the last question.
18. Do you believe in ghosts and/or aliens?
Yes to both! I don't know the full lore of my denomination but I believe upset or evil spirits can get stuck on earth with the purpose of making others fall to sin.
As for aliens, we have such a big universe so it's a bit difficult for me to believe aliens have never existed. Even if they're currently extinct or do not exist, I do believe life could evolve and exist on other planets at some point, but it doesn't necessarily have to be right now.
21. Are you a spiritual person?
Haha EXTREMELY funny that you ask this because I do not actually feel comfortable going in depth about the deep lore of my denomination online. Not upset you asked but yeah, unfortunately will not be answering this one.
23. Say 3 things about someone you hate.
I don't really hate this person anymore but used to.
1. He'd threaten to kill himself whenever he was upset.
2. Made constant sex jokes.
3. Dumped all his mental health issues on me and called me insane when I asked if I could talk about my intrusive thoughts because he was scared I would hurt him.
He was extremely selfish and treated me and his other friends like crap. Idk where he is now, last I checked he has a big friend group and is doing better mentally. I'm happy for him because he hurt himself a lot and I'd rather he improve and become a better person than be unhappy forever, but I'm still a bit upset about the things he did to me because I still haven't fully recovered. But again, I don't hate him. It's unhealthy to hate people, it just weighs you down and I have much better things to spend my time and energy on than actively disliking someone I haven't talked to in a year.
24. What's one thing you're proud of yourself for?
I haven't done self harm in almost a year. First anniversary is on the 15th. I've thought about it a lot but I've managed to not give in and here we are! Whenever I thought about doing self harm, I would remind myself that the reason hurting yourself is considered a sin because God loves us and does not want us to be in pain. If the urges were especially bad, I would pray and then listen to music until I felt better. This has worked really well and I'm doing much better than January last year. January last year was one of the worst months of my life so I'm very very happy and proud to be doing better.
34. Any pet peeves?
People who promote revenge or say that it's okay to not forgive someone. I understand how that may seem like a good idea in the moment, but you only hurt yourself by doing it.
"I hated my mean grandma so I vandalized her grave" cool, do you think she cares that much? She's probably in the afterlife chilling with her parents or other dead loved ones.
If your grandmother was abusive, you won't find comfort by dishonoring her. Yes, it is true you'll feel better in the moment, but it's not a good plan in the long run. You'll just be up late at night, unable to sleep because you're just angry. Please, just see a therapist and talk about how sad your grandma made you. It's so much healthier to just acknowledge grandma sucked and to MOVE ON!!! Baby stop wasting energy spraying silly string on her grave or burning the stuff you inherited from her, go to a friend and cry about how much she sucked then play video games together.
Abusive grandma is just one example but it could be anything really.
My brother is a casual berserk fan and due to his poor media literacy skills, he's pro revenge. I need to get him to read the count of Monte Cristo so he'll realize he's wrong.
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I’m so curious about the whole thing with Tracey’s mom
Guess it's time for me to elaborate then! (And also probably go on several tangents.)
I have a lot of interest in familial relationships--the good, the bad, and the nuance and complexities within. Probably because of my own messy and complicated family situation, but I digress.
The fact that canon gave us absolutely nothing regarding Tracey's history and family is interesting to me. You'll see a wide variety of takes because it's a total blank slate, and I think that's fun. Even though I have my own I like to see others. My take is that there's a reason he doesn't talk about it and doesn't go home.
Tracey's mom is... decently complex in my brain for an OC who has no name and objectively sucks. She's a single mother, and it's a mystery where Tracey got his optimistic nature from because she's pretty jaded about things. She loves her kid, or at least thinks she does, but she's insistent that the world is a dangerous place and they only have each other, which is... not healthy.
Additionally, in my immense longing as a chronically ill young adult for there to be more young characters who are chronically ill, I've been contemplating the idea of Tracey having PCOS--a condition that's genetic, and could have been inherited from his mother. Part of PCOS is that it makes conception and successfully carrying a fetus to term difficult and risky, with a high chance of miscarriage, so if this was the case it took a lot of luck for Tracey to be born at all. And on top of that, as I mentioned recently, I have another headcanon that he was immunocompromised as a young child, and that gave her one more reason to worry. Like, even later on when he's pretty much fine, she can't help thinking there might be a relapse. Every little cold sets her off worrying.
Tracey is friendly and adventurous and deeply curious about the world, and that worries her for two reasons. One is actual concern for her child's safety--that he's not strong enough, or that people will take advantage of his kind and trusting nature or mistreat him because he's different. The other is that his father left and never came back, and he might do the same if she lets him. She's sort of a worse parallel to Delia, interestingly--the fundamental difference between them is Delia chose to support her son and let him go. Tracey, on the other hand, wasn't let go so much as he finally decided enough was enough and left.
It took a while to get to that point though. The deterioration of their relationship really started when the azurill Tracey befriended evolved, and Tracey realized he was trans. Which also explained why his mother's insistence that men were nothing but trouble, trouble he'd do well to avoid, made him so viscerally uncomfortable. He comes out to her, thinking she's his mom and she loves him and she's always said she would no matter what. She's dismissive. She insists she knows her daughter and she knows a phase when she sees one.
It sort of makes him think. He's too young to fully grasp nuances, but on some level he can tell his mother underestimates his strength and his intelligence, and it hurts. He's always done his best to be understanding, to listen when she says being a single mother is hard, to be a good kid. Her protectiveness feels more smothering with the realization she thinks he's too weak and naive to face the world outside their little island, or even understand who he is.
He tolerates it for a while, but it's a test of even his patience. Finally he gets up early one morning, cuts his hair in the bathroom, writes a note because he can't bring himself to leave without saying goodbye, and takes his backpack and Marill and leaves.
It feels like the most selfish and cruel thing he could possibly do. She'll miss him, he knows. He'll miss her. He can't not look back, but he never goes back and never speaks to her again, refusing to risk letting her talk him into coming home. The guilt eats at him sometimes, but mostly the relief and exhilaration of finally being free to live his life are stronger.
And as we all know, eventually he finds a home with the Oaks, where he's loved and respected. He could never go back after that.
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ill elaborate on this over the day i think but im very mixed on what i think about the w.i.t.c.h. reboot but uh. its mostly negative
first off, this is partially coming from a place of im just a fan of the comic and already didnt care for the tv show.
i mean... i liked the show as a kid because it was what got me into the series, but once i picked up the comics i knew it had my heart and it couldnt compare. (its very similar to how i felt about fma03 > going into the manga after)
but anyway, i think the reboot is of all things, just disney being lazy in making new ips of course. if theyre doing a full rework of the plot, characters, and costumes, why not just make a new magical girl comic? oh because of the obvious theyve been testing the popularity of the comic by rereleasing it over the past couple years, and now the ip is recognized enough again that they can use it to their advantage. definitely in the wake of winx getting their reboot (which i also think is unnecessary but i think the circumstances may have been different. which leads me to..)
i worry about what theyre going to do with the story in general. if its anything like the later half of the comic (ie new power onward) iiiiiii dont know if we need that. i personally dont think that was the strongest era of the story. it, unsurprisingly, came off as an attempt to haha... copy the winx by doing power upgrades and becoming even more glittery and pink and what i would call a typical "girls piece of media"
ofc side note nothing bad with that but again leading into another point
heh.. the treatment of the original team. its early and i dont quite remember all of the details but i do know that they were done dirty. I know for sure it involved barbucci and canepa, unsure if gnone was involved as well, but disney took that series from them. as far as i know, that series was their baby and disney plucked it apart into something they never intended it to be. barbucci and canepa haved regularly talked about their dislike of disney and their personal beef with them as a direct result of what happened with w.i.t.c.h.
it was their dark fantasy series that disney wanted to girlie-pop-ify to most likely have it compete with winx directly. completely going against what the team envisioned leading to their ? departure from disney. im personally not quite sure if they quit on their own or if disney fired them to make room for a more cooperative team but Still. the point still stands: disney is shitty in this situation
so just from the inital description and seeing will's transformed resign, it looks like... it will most likely go in the direction of being a direct winx competitor again and will continue to take the story in a completely different direction than it was originally intended to be. some part of me hopes tho that because will looks like an edgy hot topic kid that maaaaaybe theyll have some darker tone to it but uh.... again disneys reputation makes me think that wont happen lmao
if they really cared enough they would literally be like sorry og team, here do what u wanted. because uh. at least barbucci and canepa still regulary post about w.i.t.c.h. and share fanart and stuff so theyre still interested imo (again i havent followed up with gnone over the years but im sure she'd be on board)
i reaaaaally want to know if they even knew their series was gonna be rebooted like this or i guess however it ends up being. god i would do anything to read the nda they signed when splitting with disney.
but eh i also hope its good just for the sake it wooooould be cool to have new w.i.t.c.h. content (again sad its not like a comic accurate tv adaptation or like... the og teams work) buuuuuut this is suuuuch a comfort series to me so i wanna hope for the best
my nostalgia is probably ruining it for me and the fact ill already rant about how i hate the cartoon adaptation now dkdbksbf but eh i wanted to just dump my thoughts before starting my work day
#sorry if this shows up in the tags#dont read unless ur a hater jk jk jk#im the number 1 witch fan#i made this whole post back when the winx netflix dropped and people wanted a witch reboot#and i was like uh. get barbucci and canepa on the phone and thats the only correct way to do it#also me fksbdkdbf i would make a great witch reboot#LITERALLY MY WHOLE Floretwitch brand is bc im love witches bc of this series#jfjdjfnf theyre guardians but u get it#witchrebootthoughts
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Aqua Teen Hunger Force #79: "Gene E." | March 29, 2009 - 11:45PM | S07E01
Look, I made this defiant decision to renumber the seasons of Aqua Teen Hunger Force. Long ago, when the internet was young, the first 18 episodes of the show (now considered “season one”) used to be split up as two seasons. I considered the later 18-episode regrouping to be some sort of needless revisionism. At the time I was starting this blog, it seemed novel at the very least, to split from the now-accepted norm. In my heart, season one was always just the 2001 episodes. I guess I just like it that way. I could fix it, but then I’d have to delete this paragraph, and my words are precious. So, if you prefer, this is season six.
Season six (*jack-off hand-motion* or seven) debuted on television on March 29, 2009. But a few months earlier (December 16, 2008 to be exact), the first four episodes of the season debuted on Digital Versatile Disc as part of Volume Six. I’ve enjoyed far fewer repeat viewings of this season than I have previous seasons; I probably watched this episode once on DVD, once on television, and I think I rewatched the series leading up to the 100th episode. That’s all to say that I’ve probably sat through this episode three times. And yet, it was entirely unfamiliar to me on this viewing.
Shake finds a Genie in a schnapps bottle at the dump. Curiously, he’s in a dumpster at the dump, which seems redundant. It also draws a less-than-ideal comparison to Beavis and Butt-head, in which the boys go dumpster diving and find their own “genie” in a bottle, which is just a dead rat. But the Aqua Boys genie is real, I guess. He prefers to be called “Gene E.” and is clearly hungover. They take him in and he eats one of Meatwad’s sausages he was saving for his birthday. When each of them make a wish, Gene E. simply turns them all invisible, which none of them asked for.
Eventually they find Carl, who is small for reasons of knowing Gene E. At this point Gene E. has died, and Frylock is desperately trying to harvest his organs hoping to find a genie gland or something that they can use to make an invisibility antidote. No luck. Carl and Shake spend some time in a ladies bathroom trying to be peep on women with their combined powers. They immediately blow it. Frylock figures out that Carl has been turned into a genie, hence his smallness (a fact Carl himself doesn’t seem to know). They race to find Carl, but it’s too late, he has been flushed by Shake and drowned in sewage.
This one is just okay, and it comes off mildly diabolical when you realize how much easier it must’ve been to animate this episode with three invisible protagonists. Objects float around, and some mildly elaborate scenes occur, but still it must’ve been markedly easier to accomplish not having to worry about character animation. Mediocre Aqua Teen is still an okay way to pass the time. The fact that I didn’t remember this episode despite having seen it multiple times sorta says it all.
EPHEMERA CORNER:
The Mighty Boosh #15: “Eels” | March 30, 2009 - 1:00AM
Adult Swim’s foray into acquiring British programming didn’t really result in any kind of new tradition. It’s an experiment that resulted in them airing most of these shows (Garth Marenghi's Darkplace, Look Around You, and The Office) through 2011 and then never again. Boosh had more staying power than its contemporaries, remaining on the block through 2013.
There was a brief moment in 2010 when a Friday Night Brit block was a regular part of the Adult Swim schedule. I remember liking it. I sorta like the idea of an Adult Swim that has varied enough programming to have more uniquely programmed nights like that.
Adult Swim started with series three, for some reason. It was the first time I ever saw the show, which I think had previously aired on BBC America. I am honestly ill-equipped for this write-up, because it’s been a pretty long time since I’ve seen this show. I like it, but I feel like I’ve never truly loved it. It’s one of those ones I really should revisit.
The Boosh boys actually rolled through comic-con and put on a show in partnership with Adult Swim. I was there! I intend to cover it in some fashion when 2008 comic-con rolls around, but I don’t know if I’ll actually have much to say about it, so please don’t consider this a tease.
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WOOF i got lazy-
anyway, here’s my stick of truth oc! her names bambi :)
Lore under the cut
So! She’s a mage, kinda a made up species? i don’t have a name for it so for now ill be referring to them as “mages”.
Childhood:
So every mage has a power or two. They’re interested. So say a parent has fire magic and the other has ice magic the kid will have fire and ice magic. So with Bambi, her mother was a weather mage and her father was a size manipulator. But sometimes, there can be birth defects that affect the child’s magic. In this case, instead of being able to control the weather at will, her emotions contradict it. (Ex. Happy? Sunny. Sad? Rain. Mad? Storms. So on and so forth.) But it doesn’t just happen outdoors. It can happen indoors too. Her parents tried to manage it, but were unsuccessful. She had caused massive droughts and massive floods, so the mages essentially exiled her thinking it would fix the problem. She was around thirteen at that point, and her parents weren’t very willing to do it, but the leader of the mages had thretened to execute them and her so they had to do what was best. Her size manipulation ability tends to fluctuate out of control with big emotions as well but she has to be touching an object or thing, so if someone were comforting her during a panic attack, the size manipulation might kick in and she would grow or shrink them. Such incidents led to her being known as the “Unhinged One” or simply “Bambi the Unhinged.
Teenage years:
In her teenage years, she was found by two female elves named Ivy and Willow, who were a couple. They took her in in secret, because mages and elves had a huge rivalry in the past and they were seen as “cunning” and were not trusted, not in the same way as elves and humans, but there wasn’t exactly a good relationship between the two if that makes sense? So these two elves stumbled upon her, and were wary at first, but realized she basically had no one, and ended up taking her in, because they didn’t really see her as a threat, more so as a hurt child. Eventually Kyle finds out and gets pissed, threatening her with another exile, but Willow and Ivy convince him otherwise Instead, she has to prove her loyalty by fighting tooth and nail for the elves, which she does. Eventually, after the fatal fight where Kyle loses both of his parents to war (I’ll probably elaborate on this headcanon later), Bambi ends up being one of the lone survivors and had truly fought tooth and nail to defend his parents. As a reward, he appointed her as one of his advisors and they quickly become pretty close. That’s all I have for now but I’ll add on as I figure out more with her.
Side bit:
At sixteen, all mages go through a process called the “Trials of the Mage” where they basically go through a stage where they grow wings, horns, and their powers grow exponentially stronger. And I already have some pretty angsty thoughts for this-so just you wait lol
lmk if you like her/have any questions because i’d love to answer them!! ^^
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I'd be down for listening to the actors AU thing, please tell! /gen o3o
okay a couple people asked so here you go! (it is Very Long so brace yourself lmao)
so basically in this au, empires is originally a book series, that is being made into a show (s2 isnt a part of this rn because when i came up with the idea it wasnt a thing but it might be added later idk)
hermitcraft is a long-running tv show, currently on season 8 and are sometimes filming in similar locations to the empires crew so theres a bit of crossover between them
its gonna be lizzie/joel/jimmy/scott centric because i didnt really watch anyone else lmao
the actors!
lizzie and joel: they are relatively famous actors, who have been seen in a few things, quite often but not together. they are married in real life, and when the cast for the empires show get released everyone is extremely excited because theyre both perfect for the parts and are gonna get married in the show
jimmy: not as well known beforethe casting got released - was in evo ab 5 years ago, which is getting more popular due to the empires show coming out. good friends with joel and lizzie
scott: pretty famous on account of being in too many films and tv shows to list, also good friends with joel and lizzie (and like a million other people) but has not met jimmy yet. (and is almost immediately smitten when he does cough cough)
pixl: has a youtube channel corun with zloy and lyarrah about the hermitcraft show, which all of the actors for hermitcraft know about and love - everyone is very excited when the filming locations for hc and empires cross over
plot! (in general lol)
i have no idea what any of the specifics are but i have a few bullet points for what i want to include
lizzie, jimmy, xornoth and scott all make a club for the most elaborate costumes (mainly later in the season where theyre fish gods, demons and covered in ice)
hermitcraft members also have elaborate costumes (again esp later in the season because of the whole mooner thing) and when theyre filming close together, theyll all go out for dinner in their costumes and completely baffle the regular people in the restaraunt
scott is gay panicking whenever hes around jimmy, which is chalked up to amazing acting by everyone but joel and lizzie who know exactly whats going on
by the time they act the date scene, both jimmy and scott are crushing hopelessly on each other, and it turns into one of the most emotionally charged scenes in the whole show because of this
when they travel to a beach for the 'would you still love me if i was a fish?' scene they all have a beach day
i also want to edit some of the actual plot of empires (cause thats what happens with books bein turned into tv) for instance, jimmy finds scott's body after the whole xornoth incident and its like 10x angstier and all the fans love it
anyway yeah! if i ever get round to it ill probably write a couple oneshots because thats easier than a full longfic. if anyone wants to draw/write something for it please tag me!
#empires smp#empires au#empires smp season 1#hoax writes#hoax's empires au#because theres probably a few other actor aus
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hiiiihihi lee those oc asks look so interesting so . any of the following for any of your ocs that you feel like talking about? 🔥🌪️🔧🔫🔪🙈💥 i got a little carried away picking out fun ones but feel free to only do the ones you want!!
LILY U RULE SO HARD. i was gonna go with sae but realised she's way too new for some of these questions so you know what....... ill choose ryobe teehee 😁
oc ask game!!
🔥 FIRE - do they have any self destructive tendencies? what habits do they have that hinder them from becoming their best self?
his complete inability to take anything seriously to the point of delusion and destruction lmao. he really and truly lives in his own little world where everything is about him and how much fun he is having, because he's convinced himself that if he is having fun then everybody ELSE must be having fun also
🌪 TORNADO - what is the biggest change you've ever made to them? how have they changed from their original version?
AHGHJS oh jesus christ he got changed a lot design wise. he was always something along the lines of an ultimate prankster but originally he was way more business oriented, he still had red hair and a gap in his teeth but with a goofy looking suit lmfaooo. biggest change from that first interpretation of him to now was just how intentionally cold he was-- this updated version of him is still intelligent and cunning but his actions are so clearly driven by the horrors of the killing game and his attempted escape from it. the older version of him was always Like That GHFDSKJG
🔧 WRENCH - are they good at fixing relationships? or do they tend to avoid doing so?
surprisingly he's kind of alright in settings that aren't post/pre-game! he's pretty persistent in trying to cheer people up so even if he doesn't really get all that serious he'll still make an effort to bug you even if you dont exactly want to see him right now ghfsdjkg. but if youre looking for a serious discussion with him youre kind of out of luck unless you catch him in a super specific mood and time lol. he's probably had like. two serious conversations post-game about his actions and he hardly acknowledges they ever happened
🔫 PISTOL - do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?
hmmmm this one is odd in regards to him short answer yes he does trust easily??? long answer it depends on what setting. like he trusts pretty openly but he is very flimsy with that trust and kinda throws other peoples trust around just as easily lmfao. he isn't extremely gullible but he'll believe you if you tell him something in earnest there just isnt much guarantee he wont turn around and use that information for a prank or something hgfkjsdghk ESPECIALLY pre-game/during the game. post-game he chills out he's a cool guy. definitely doesn't trust as openly and is a bit more reserved about who he hangs out with but he himself is way more trustworthy as a person
🔪 KNIFE - how do they react to injury / misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? do they put themselves at blame?
AGAIN DEPENDSSSS pre-game he'll try to cheer them up but will feel awfulllll about it especially if it happens during one of his videos, where he'll def blame himself but will cope by shoving all that into a tiny box where it will eventually catch on fire and explode. catch him during the beginning stages of the game and he's just wayy too far in his delusions that he'll straight up think you're fucking with him gfhdsjgkf. he'll be so convinced it's all some elaborate ruse that he legit starts dragging other people down with him. later on in the game he just crumbles entirely. just feels that guilt so immensely, and there is no going back to fixing anything
🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?
he's a lot smarter than he lets on!! his talent is catering to the algorithm and staying relevant, and he knows how to manipulate the platform in his favour. ryobe hardly talks about the business side of his job just because it kinda ruins the illusion of this "fun-loving prankster"
💥 COLLISION - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?
oh jesus fear. he will NOT be scared
THANK YOUUUUUUUU THIS WAS FUN!!!!!!! :]
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The Hotel
John Wick x Reader
Chapter 7
Punishment
Masterlists Series Masterlist Playlist
Author's Note: At this point, I should just call it a supernatural au instead of putting it in the warnings.
Chapter Summary: John is punished for going against The Entity's orders but is encouraged to go through with his date. While on the rooftop, Y/n reveals some details from her past.
Warnings- descriptions of injury, descriptions of undiagnosed and untreated mental illness, descriptions of murder, mentions of vomit, mentions of blood, mentions of suicide.
TRANSLATIONS LISTED AT THE BOTTOM
The long, diagonal welts on his back, interrupting the elaborate ink adoring his skin hurt with every deep breath, and he had to swallow thickly to remedy the disgusting taste in his mouth and the rawness in his throat. The exertion on his scalp drizzled down his face and brow and its coolness contrasted with the warmth leaking from his back and dripping down his sides, onto the floor. Spitting a mouthful of bitterness into the puddle of acidic bile on the floor, John pushed off his hands and rose to sit on his legs, which were folded under him.
“Hoc est non iens ut subsisto mihi,” John heaved breathlessly. Already, he could feel the gaping gashes slowly closing, and he didn’t think it would be long before they’d be reduced to a new set of shining scars.
“Scio non,” cruelly He chuckled, “That was for fucking her. Three times,” with certain disgust, he lapsed into English, “But I’ve changed my mind, take her to the garden. She needs a taste of who she is.”
Hastily, John wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he rose to a firm stand. The pain was still there, but lessening by the second and was now shirked by his intrigue. “And who exactly is she?” His breathing was starting to even, and after gargling some bourbon and spitting it into a little waste bin near the dresser, he took a long swing.
“She’s your queen,” the response was nonchalant, though John could tell there was more to it.
Shaking his head, John walked over to his closet, shifting through his arsenal of dark attire, in search of a shirt for later that evening, “And what else? She had that tattoo, she knew what it meant, she said she felt connected to it.”
“It is nothing that concerns you,” the harshness was evident- and downright infuriating.
“Its my fucking kingdom! It concerns me!”
“You rule because I allow it,” out of the corner of his eyes, John caught the dark shadow zipping from one end of the room to the next, “I put you on this throne,” it traveled across the room again, “And I can take you off it,” the dark plume lunged towards him, and John felt the chill against his back when it stopped behind him, but he didn’t dare show any sign of being affected. “Get that?”
John clenched his jaw, and he could feel the icy grip settling on his bare shoulder, “Yes, my Lord,” he gritted, bending his head. Defiance, in that moment, was not worth it.
As promised, John was at her door on the stroke of seven, and because she had remembered Caroline’s cold advice, Y/n had ensured that she was ready on time. He’d looked happy to see her, and she wasn’t ashamed to say that seeing John had been the highlight of another strange day, but it was hard to miss the masked despondence. He hadn’t been short with her or anything, but his words had been kept at an even lower minimum than usual and he seemed deep in thought.
And then he asked ‘the question’.
“I know its a pretty intense question,” he began while they rode the elevator up to the roof, “But how’d your parents……die?” For the first time since she met him, he seemed a little unsure of himself and she was positive that it was because the question could have been perceived as an insensitive one.
Y/n though, had long been desensitized to the inquiry itself, even if she did still have a tough time talking about that night. “Um…..its….” She glanced at him, “You’re probably never gonna wanna go out with me again after I tell you,” it was only the reason why she didn’t have friends back at home anyway.
John hummed softly, soothingly rubbing his hand up and down the small of her back, “Don’t be so sure of that.”
Y/n huffed a humorless chuckle and shook her head, choosing to not put merit to his words until she told him. “If you say so,” she exhaled nervously, ducking her head down as she began picking at her nails, “Uh….my mom, she-she struggled, she wasn’t diagnosed, we couldn’t afford it, but she’d….hear things. See things. My dad was so patient,” her voice dropped, “Anyways, when I was ten she…she’d been having….one of her episodes. But it was worse than the others,” the doors shuddered open, revealing the rooftop, illuminated by distant city lights and sparsely stationed park lanterns. “I wasn’t supposed to go into their bedroom,” she disclosed softly.
When she paused for an extended period, allowing John to lead her through the rooftop garden, towards wrought iron bench that was pressed to the concrete balustrade fence that guarded edges. “But you did?” John probed as they sank to the bench.
Picking at the hem of her short, floral dress, Y/n sniffled as every memory she’d been fighting for just over a decade flooded back to her. The way she looked- tangled hair because her father couldn’t get close enough to brush it, the red, self-inflicted scratches on her arms and face, the tear tracks on her cheeks. The blood on her hands from when she’d broken the mirror of her vanity- her father didn’t live long enough after that to regret leaving that in there. “Yeah,” Y/n nodded weakly, sniffling again, “My dad was downstairs, making dinner and she kept calling me,” slow tears were hot on her face and Y/n struggled to keep up with them, “My room was right next to theirs, and the wall was so thin, she kept….like, knocking it, I guess. And talking about how she needed to hug her baby. She missed hugging her baby, and I missed her too so I just,” she shrugged, swallowing thickly, “I unlocked the door- there was a deadbolt on the outside, I never understood why he locked her in until that day.”
“She was violent?” He husked, eyes wide.
“Yeah,” Y/n rasped, eyes going blank as she thought back on the experience. She could have sworn her mother wasn’t human when she’d gone into the room that night, she had only been dressed in a pair of shorts and one of her dad’s t-shirts and was kneeling on the bed with the frighteningly feral look in her eyes. There was blood on the sheets and on the carpeted floor. “She was holding piece of a broken mirror, and then she started saying these awful things, I don’t even remember them really,” that was an outright lie. “Just that…..I was the spawn of the devil,” a hitched sob escaped her lips and Y/n covered her mouth with a palm pressed firmly to her face.
“Fuck,” John murmured below his breath and it made Y/n even more embarrassed to talk about it. After that night, the bullies at school had been relentless and everyone and their mother had avoided her like the plague- she’d become an outcast overnight.
“She…..she….I screamed so loud when it happened, and the next thing I knew was my dad pushing me out of the way, she got him instead. It happened so fast, but in my head,” she scrubbed her hands over her face, “In my head, it goes by so slowly. After she…..” Y/n shuddered, unable to put it into words, “She just gave me this look, it was like she was okay again, she said that she was sorry and that it was all her fault then she.….slit her wrists.”
John was quiet for a while, but when his arm went around her shoulders, Y/n submitted to his embrace and buried her face in his chest after he’d shifted slightly, half from shame and half from the desire to be comforted. The last person she’d hugged was her aunt, shortly before she died- Y/n hadn’t realized how lonely she’d been.
“I shouldn’t have asked you about that,” he said softly, and she felt him press his lips to the crown of her head, “I am so, so sorry.” When she pulled her head away from his broad chest, vaguely noting that she’d soaked part of his navy dress shirt with her tears, John kissed the spots right below her eyes and she tangled her hands in his hair. “But you’re not defined by what happened to you,” he whispered, lips still pressed to her face and beard grazing her soft skin, “And nothing could make me not want to see you again.”
His words should have been alarming, they hadn't known each other for no more than three days, but Y/n had never felt so…..accepted. The way he held her, how it had felt when they’d been together, Y/n didn’t think she’d ever experienced anything even remotely like that, and she liked it. Almost all her life, she’d been alone in the world. shouldering the heavy consequence of unspeakable tragedy- always the socially derelict with a past that she’d tried to put in a box, but in just three days, John had shown her what it was like to feel special- not weird.
“You mean that?” She asked shakily.
Pressing a chaste kiss to her cheek one last time, John pulled away a little took her face in his hands. She could feel his calluses on her skin, and when he dragged his thumb along the apple of her cheek, she melted into his touch, “Of course,” he whispered.
Relaxing a bit more, she leaned forward, consequently pressing her forehead to his nose. It was definitely too soon for the words that were at the tip of her tongue, but Y/n had been so far removed from a feeling like that, that she almost spilled them. Almost. She was obscenely aware that saying them that soon would ruin everything- so she didn’t. Instead, she sucked in a breath and painted on a faltering smile, “You promised to show me the roses.”
When they separated a little, John searched her eyes, and she was a little surprised that she could meet his so easily in the dimness. “If you’re not up to it, we don’t have to,” John offered gently, his thumb still caressing the side of her face.
“I want to,” Y/n promised earnestly. She didn’t want their date to be stained by her traumatic past- she couldn’t let that be the memory they took away from their time on the rooftop. “Please?” Smiling hopefully, she loosely circled her fingers around John’s wrists.
“If you’re sure-”
“I’m sure,” Y/n promised, “Please,” she flashed him her attempt at a wider smile, but it faltered. Still, John relented. Trying to match her expression, he kissed her one last time, dragged his thumb along her lower lip and then stood, offering his hand. Taking it without hesitation, she locked her fingers with his so John could lead her through the garden.
Through all the pain of recounting the worst of her childhood, Y/n had neglected to notice just how beautiful the space was. Among groomed hedges sporting bright, white unopened rose buds were more benches like the one they’d been sitting on, most of them flanked by the park lanterns. A few other types of flowers were apparently grown there too, she recognized some of them from the bouquets that decorated common spaces at The Mirage, black calla lily plants around the base of the lamps, while mauve dahlias grew near the concrete fencing. There was a fountain at the center too, and it might have been a trick of the pale, yellow lighting, but she could have sworn the water was sparkling. “It really is so beautiful up here,” she commented softly, and after a purposeful inhale, she hummed, “And it smells like…perfume.” Of course, she knew what flowers smelled like, but she didn’t think that such a subtle smell could dominate an open space easily.
“It is, yeah,” John nodded, caressing the back of her thumb with his in an easy, soothing gesture, “Most of the roses aren’t in bloom yet, you can probably tell,” he chuckled quietly, but the sound almost seemed empty, “But there should be some to the back.”
They strayed a little further through the manicured rose bushes, eventually stopping at a statue that made her do a double take. “Is this….” Y/n glanced at John. her smile fading as she drank in the figure, carved in bronze, before her. “Is- is this this…..supposed to be….” A figure positioned on an intricately carved pillar, with wings opened on its back, a pointed tail curled around its legs, a sword in its hand and a jug at its feet. A slow trickle of the same shimmery water from the fountain drained from the spout, disappearing into what she presumed was a drainage system hidden in the rose bushes that surrounded the statue.
Quite literally, it looked like the devil.
“These,” John nodded to the flowers, all of which were big and open, looking much like the flowers she’d received the day before, “Are always in bloom.” She couldn’t tell if he was purposely ignoring her unfinished question, or if he just hadn’t heard her- though, she could hardly imagine that he wouldn’t, considering it was exceptionally quiet. It was quite peculiar when she thought of it; the city wasn’t very far away, yet. The only thing Y/n could hear was the sound of the fountains- it was yet another occurrence that made her irrational mind wonder if it was possible that The Mirage could be cut off from the rest of the city.
“They’re gorgeous,” she sighed, going along with him. Maybe she was simply overthinking the statue. Even if looking at it did leave her unsettled, and it did seem like whoever had put it there had made it seem like it was some sort of shrine, or holy site, Y/n tried to convince herself that it wasn’t as bad as she was thinking. What were the chances that it wasn’t just for the sake of aesthetic anyway? “But you said they changed color.”
“They do,” John confirmed, and she could have sworn that she heard him draw in a sharp breath before offering unsteadily, “Would you like me to show you how?”
Despite the discomfort that had settled like a weight in the lowest part of her chest, right above her stomach, Y/n nodded. “I’d love that,” she glanced at him, excited to see the trick of such stunning blooms.
John hummed, “May I?” He swallowed thickly, raising her hand up slightly between them, and leading it over the hedge. Then, when Y/n nodded her permission, John singled out her pointer finger and led it to a thron on the underside of the rose closest to them.
“Wait,” she stiffened up, brows knitted in confusion, “No, no, you can’t,” she stuttered, easily recalling her experience with being pricked the day before, “I told you-”
“Its fine,” John promised, “You trust me, don’t you?”
She shouldn’t have, they’d only known each other for about three days. But she did, or at least, Y/n wanted to. “Of course,” she peeped, masking her hesitation with a little fake enthusiasm. With a poorly suppressed shudder, which John either didn’t notice or care about, she let him lead her finger to the thorn, a sharp hiss escaping her lips when it punctured her skin.
Surprisingly, only one drop welted to the surface, and with careful movements, John guided her finger over the rose and squeezed one, lonesome drop out and let it fall into the center. Her finger didn’t even hurt that time and for a couple seconds, nothing happened; no pain, no profuse bleeding, nothing.
“What’s it suppos-” With a gasp, she cut herself off, eyes widening as the rose, from the center petals going outwards, began taking on a deep red hue. “Oh my God,” she rasped, stumbling backward when that rose, and three others around it went completely red. “How did it…..”
“They’re called blood roses,” he explained apathetically, then, before she could properly process what had just happened, he plucked the flower from the trimmed bush, offering it to her, "Take off two of the petals and drop in in there," he nodded to the jug.
Y/n furrowed her brows, carefully picking off a couple of the fragrant, outer petals, she looked to him again, all while batting the mess of confusing feelings in her stomach, "In here?" She leaned over to the jug, not yet dropping the petals in.
"Yeah, go ahead," he encouraged.
Drawing in a deep breath, Y/n guided her hand closer to the inside of the bronze jug, and allowed the petals to waft into the water. They dissolved instantaneously, behaving the same way a drop of ink in water would. A sharp gasp emitted her lips with the crimson colour spread within seconds, dying the shimmering water and oddly enough, changing the density. Suddenly, the liquid pouring from the spout could have easily been mistaken for the wine she'd had with John on two occasions.
“Not everyone can do that," John intruded on her thoughts before she could fully connect the experience to what he'd told her the night before.
Stuttering, Y/n shook her head and glanced at him curiously, “Wha-what does that mean?”
Reaching out, John touched her jaw in a backhanded caress, “It means your special”
*****
Translations (From Latin)
Hoc est non iens ut subsisto mihi- this isn’t going to stop me
Scio non- I know it won’t
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Tagging- @memento-mora @bubblebuttwade @cynic-spirit @xenoxin
#keanu reeves#john wick#keanu reeves x reader#keanu reeves x you#john wick x reader#john wick x you#fanfic#au#the hotel
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