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lavalampstealer · 9 months
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give me your John juniper headcanons if he survived please
Oh my god I’m so happy someone asked, I’d be DELIGHTED to put these out there :)) this is gonna also lightly cover Handler and Phoenix’s reactions/feelings to him surviving
Headcanon dump below the cut because it’s long
- He would have a massive scar on almost the entirety of the left side of his face from the Mask, making him near unrecognizable
- He would be blind in his left eye and have cataracts in his right
- His hair would be shorter and not as neat as before
- He would be missing his pinky on his right hand
- He would be a devastated shell of his former self and struggle with his identity
- He had placed his entire career, his persona, his whole identity on being John Juniper, world famous actor, but now that he was legally dead and (in his eyes) horribly disfigured, was he really the same person? He had it all, risked everything without a second thought, and now he was left with nothing. All of his wealth and belongings were surely auctioned off or distributed to god knows who or where. He wasn’t close to any of his family, he didn’t have a partner, there was no one for him to go to. Hell, he even burned the bridge with Gibson in a blind rage, his closest friend and confidant for the past [X] years. He had ruined his ties with Zoraxis and he thought the Agency sure as hell wasn’t about to help him. He had been relying on the rush he got from acting and deceiving, and he got so good at it that he couldn’t tell if he was tricking himself or whether his emotions were truly his own. Juniper was alive, but the man who was power-crazed and willing to launch nuclear missiles around the world without a batting an eye was gone. Was he still himself?
- A really good song that I feel matches him perfectly in this state is The Mind Electric by Miracle Musical (right now I’m actually working on an animatic of a specific part of it that especially fits).
- Much to his shock and confusion, the reason he was alive was because the Agency found his body when they went searching for Phoenix and treated him as best they could. He couldn’t wrap his head around it, why would they help him? Were they just keeping him alive so they could force information out of him.. and then what? Kill him? Kick him out into the world? No one would recognize him, not his face at least, and as for his voice it was much scratchier and had lost all of its bravado and smugness. He wouldn’t be able to bear seeing the Agent, that pesky, meddling, self righteous Phoenix who had ruined his plans and his life. He had no clue who their Handler was, he only borrowed his voice to lure them into a false sense of security, but by the way that man glared poisoned daggers at him like he was nothing more than a roach made him want to shrink into nothingness. No one had ever looked at him with that much hate, no, disgust before.
- He’s very conflicted about his emotions towards Phoenix. He recognizes how bad what he almost accomplished was and he feels awful about it, yet he can’t help but despise them because they had slapped him in the face and snapped him out of his star-struck stupor. He was so close, so close to proving to himself to the world that he was the best that he became blinded to the reality of his actions. He still wishes them dead but wouldn’t dare act on those thoughts because 1) he doesn’t care anymore, he doesn’t stand to gain anything from it anymore, he’s just tired. 2) the Agency would surely do worse to him if he offed their best agent. and 3) they were arguing in his favor for some kind of forgiveness or at least amnesty. Why they would do that he has no idea, but he wouldn’t push back if it meant his life being spared or a roof over his head. After all, the Agency couldn’t risk the beloved-actor-turned-mass-felon-turned-dead-man to be recognized in public, for their sake and for his.
- Phoenix is nowhere near close to forgiving Juniper, but they don’t completely despise him either. They can see that the he’s not who kidnapped them and tried to blow them up multiple times, that Juniper is lost. They take a sort of pity on him, and thats not to say that they didn’t go off on him for his actions. They just realize that there’s no use in berating him.
- He now hates that shade of emerald green he always wore because it reminded him of how he was before the Incident, so instead he opts for darker, muted greens or dark grey clothing. He dresses more casually than the suits he used to wear (think jeans/slacks and casual dress shirts).
I definitely want to write a story with him at some point, I love the idea of him losing it all, getting somehow worse and better at the same time, and then coming out on the other side as a decent, if not bearable, person. I wouldn’t call it a redemption arc, it’d be more of a healing/development arc because he wouldn’t be like “Yeah I’m gonna help the EOD kick Zor’s ass! Revenge time!” No, he’d never want to hear from any of them ever again and would rather live out the rest of his life without catching either of their attention. The EOD would set him up with a place where he wouldn’t be noticed by Zor and they’d ‘promise’ to leave him alone (in reality one of his neighbors is a retired Agency contact who gives them updates). He’d take up baking as a hobby and turn it into a local business, specializing in handmade desserts :) just get the man his therapy and let him live out of sight, out of mind.
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ghoulinfuschia · 3 months
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Living in delululand rn
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access-point · 6 months
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"YOU'RE BETTER THAN THIS" HE SAYS AS A HAND SLAPS MY FACE AND I STAND AND SAY "NO GOOD MAN GRACE" I CAN'T DO THIS (YOU CAN) I CAN'T DO THIS (YOU CAN) I CAN'T DO THIS (YOU CAN) I CAN'T DO THIS, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
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peachfruitcake · 2 months
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From late November
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dear-ao3 · 27 days
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only 380 more followers to go until we hit 100k! ive made the post and y'all are not ready for it :)
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ladykyriaa · 3 months
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Why is she literally the tiniest thing ever
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buttercupart · 3 months
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i want only to haunt you , but you're never there
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avatraang · 3 months
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“The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him.”
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54625 · 2 months
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people can keep coming up with angsty headcanons about why qPac passes out (crashes) so much- like he's got low blood pressure from not eating properly or he's exhausted from not sleeping properly- and I accept that
but to me he's just that one character in a kids movie that keeps getting injured as a gag. like he's just constantly tripping over roots and whacking his head off the ground, birds just constantly seem to drop rocks specifically on his head, people just keep inexplicably slamming doors into his face without realising it. qPac is just such a cartoon character to me I'm sorry
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nikoisme · 5 months
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Something that makes me love the amazing devil so much is the,, closeness? rawness? intimacy? of the songs. Yes, in terms of lyrics, but also in terms of performace. You can hear them breathe, in, out,, the way you can hear their tongues touch the roofs of their mouths, the way you can hear their lips moving etc. Makes it feel like they're whispering in my ears.
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go-learn-esperanto · 5 months
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We still have a session so Grian, listen to me my boi, you can still murder an insane amount of people in this last session. I believe in you. A Life Series season without a Grian laughing maniacally is like heating your water for the tea in the microwave.
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So I've been thinking like an insane person and my point is The Artful Dodger is almost the archetype in English literature for a cheat, he exemplifies the character type in a way that transcends his novel and has entered public consciousness. So when we meet Jack at the start of tad with him being cheated, it's not signifying that he's lost his ability for crime, he clearly hasn't, he's still got a lot of the offbeat charm and showmanship which makes the original character so compelling, he's still engaging in what the Victorians would call dissolute behaviour (gambling), he's still very much a similar character and him being cheated isn't removing that, but it is removing his inherent identity as The Cheater - on an extra-textual level that archetypical identity is stripped from him, he still has the same skills and at times the same inclinations but in being introduced to him in a way that removes that household name core identity it indicates that no matter how similar he may seem, no matter how much Fagin says he's the same, something very fundamental has changed and won't change back.
And this is of course indicated by his running - the Artful Dodger runs as he blames his theft on Oliver, he runs from trouble to save his own skin. Jack runs from trouble to save someone else (and later, of course, he runs from trouble to make sure Belle survives, even if it means he's arrested again). You get it right you see the impies.
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nohoney · 3 months
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No but imagine you win the— now very ripped— shirt and he finds you at the end of the show wearing it. Even though it’s completely covered in his sweat and cologne, he doesn’t give a fuck because now you smell like him.
it’s your goddamn trophy is what that shirt is!
bakugou had even seen from the stage how you scrapped for it, scrapped for a piece of him. he can still see how you had shouted, “it’s mine, let go bitch!”
and you proudly wear it as he approaches you, caught up in the euphoria of winning your prize and talking with your friends. the neckline is drooping a little and revealing just a bit of your collarbone, someone from the crowd having done their best to yank it from you but your tenacity had paid off. and god he doesn’t know if he wants to rip that shirt off you and have you keep it on for him.
it’s adorable how when he steps towards you, your jaw goes slack for a quick second before your eyes sparkle in awe. your eyes draw down to his chest but you correct yourself to look him in his eyes. bakugou watches you smooth down your hair, rub just right underneath your eyes to fix the smudged liner, and then you smile excitedly at him.
“i’m such a fan! i love your music!” you’re beaming at him, one of your hands clutching at the neckline of the shirt as if you don’t know what to do with your hands. “can i please have an autograph? or maybe a selfie?”
as if the shirt you had fought for wasn’t prize enough, but baby—he’ll do you one better.
he nods his head towards the stage and says, “come back stage with me.”
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artylinds · 5 months
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Every once and a while my old Mianite hyperfixation comes to haunt me again :)
Here's my designs for the champions
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phantasmaghostic · 5 months
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Love him to the moon and back ❤️🌘
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whoregaylorenzo · 4 months
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CATALUNYA 2005: Soup bowl trophies and hat goes oop
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