#even if say the initial answer to a question is 'this info can be found in a highly classified archive'

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TOH Gallery Nucleus Info!

            All right! The Gallery Nucleus livestream just ended, so here’s some info and trivia I found relevant!

         When asked what they would’ve liked to see in S3 that they couldn’t fit in, JBO said “more dates”, while Cissy replied merely “Detention”. Sarah wanted to see the kids go to school, and Shawn Responts suggested one of the demon kids visisting the doctor, and us learning about demon physiology that way.

         JBO continued his answer, saying he’d like to see the kids explore more via a road trip, with so many options; Maybe Maine where they’d be trapped in a lighthouse, or a haunted, mossy Charleston. The group joked about Hunter driving, or Vee disguised as an adult.

         Sam Bosma would’ve liked to see them visit a comic con and see some Cosmic Frontier stuff, especially for Camila!

         Cat Harman Mitchell suggested a grocery store; In exploring concepts for the Thanks to Them end credit illustrations, one idea was thrown out of Amity and Hunter looking suspiciously at a banana; Which, I guess that means the Demon Realm having bananas was retconned, Amity is also really sheltered, and/or Demon Bananas are much deadlier than human ones, hence Amity’s distrust. Gus and Willow would’ve been stoked by a bottle of mustard, which I find connects nicely to Gus’ ‘mustard ravioli’ recipe that he thought Camila loved!

         Eden Riegel said she’d like to see King visit the human world and become a youtuber!

         Amity’s witch outfit from the S3 montage was designed after Vivian from Paper Mario… Vivian is a trans girl, could this mean…?

         The Duolingo homage initially looked too much like Garfield, so they had to change it.

         In designing the Boiling Isles, they looked to Flemish and Dutch architecture, avoiding Gothic because it was too obvious and also complicated; Hieronymous Bosch paintings served as inspiration. The one thing that was too gross even for Dana was Latissa, AKA the Titan’s armpit, which initially had a lot more hair follicles.

         It was confirmed that in designing the Boiling Isles, they had this idea of the Titan trying to regenerate, hence all of the fleshy masses, body parts, too many bones, etc.! Which can I say, as someone who guessed and analyzed all the way back in Season 1A… I CALLED IT!!!

         JBO also mentioned that in early drafts, the show’s sixth episode (of S1) would’ve had Camila in the Demon Realm!

         Likewise, he revealed that Belos wasn’t always Emperor; Originally, there was going to be an insect ruling family, with the current ruler being Emperor Pupa. However, they were stuck in their cocoon and had yet to emerge because of Belos, who claimed to be the only one who understood why the cocoon screamed; They changed the idea as it was too complicated and weird. VERY reminiscent of the Titan’s will, the implication he’s still alive and trying to regenerate, showing glyphs, not to mention the giant heart in the throne room…

         Vee is around Luz’s age, at about 15-ish! All the kids would be entering Sophomore year, while Hunter is a Junior!

         According to Rebecca, Dana said the timeskip was a few months, and the exact number didn’t matter, because in the end the characters would still act the same. Tbh, I respect that; Writing the main story and keeping in mind what matters, really does take precedence over the little details in the back imo.

         Luz’s palisman egg is in her fanny pack!!! She took it with her into the Demon Realm!

         In regards to the QnA, the first question asked that for writing a show like TOH, where everything comes full-circle, what was solidified?

         JBO said that the main and only thing (and this can change!) is knowing exactly who the characters are. One of Dana’s great strengths is the cast, and having believable characters that you could know what they’d do in a situation. One thing that’s hard about TOH but helps make it what it is, is that the writers had to throw out a lot of stuff to get to what they felt was real and right. You go in with characters and think you know what they want and need, but that can change; It’s really about knowing what feels real. JBO also said that Dana had certain visuals/images she wanted for the ending of the show from the start!

         When asked what surprised them for making it in, even if it was too gross; Andy Garner-Flexner brought up the magic shop the kids visited and all of the references, like the Ness shirt. They also put some Pokemon Team Aqua and Magma costumes in some boxes too! Fun fact, Andy’s husband asked him to hide a bunny for him in the background of S2 near the ending.

         Surprisingly, some stuff would be gross or messed-up, and they’d make it even worse, only for the execs to love it; Like Flapjack’s death scene! Oof…

         The crew had to avoid religious connotations for background books, so a D&D manual called “Advanced Sinning” was cut. Showing guts was fine, but no Donald Duck; Shawn wanted to put in a Donald Duck easter egg, for the implication he visited the Demon Realm or was even from it. Copyright was the hardest thing to get past execs in general… They tried to get Disney’s version of Hades on Luz’s wallpaper, but had to settle for the videogame instead. Cat can’t believe they got away with Hollow Mind and Lilith’s ice cream scene.

         In regards to favorite fan theory? Sarah Nicole-Robles explained she didn’t know the plot in advance, so when she got the scripts for S2, she wondered if Hunter would be a homewrecker for Lumity, but was relieved and confirmed that no, he’s a SIBLING. Rebecca loved the Collector Luz theory, and JBO joked about the “Lego Eda” theory being right, their plans for a spin-off of her… Not to take it too seriously but this does remind me of my theory about the Collector turning everyone into toys…

         In regards to a premise for a TOH spinoff, Sarah said she’d love an MTV cribs one-off of the Owl House, a tour of the rooms. Cat wanted a Lilith show about her historian adventures; Maybe a How I met your Mother style flashback show for the adults as teens, and how they got to the point they are now.

         Andy wanted a Raeda prequel; JBO wanted to explore the deep past of the Demon Realm and the world beyond the isles. The characters would be unconnected to TOH’s on the surface; Different characters in a different part of the world. Rebecca joked about a Hooty spin-off.

         In regards to the hardest character to work on; For JBO it was Belos… He was hard to write because he’s from so many different places and lived lots of lives in the Demon Realm, they had to ask does he have a set slang, a way he talks? Does he talk like a colonist? Likewise, Belos’ plans and motives are a secret for a good portion of the show, so it was tricky figuring out how much to reveal and when throughout the show.

         Andy said that because he asked Dana, they changed the way they did glasses in side-profiles! This change can also be seen in Them’s the Breaks, Kid; Was he responsible for that too?

         For Cat, one challenge was how short King was; They had to go for the shortcut of him riding on shoulders. This is because they’d want to do shots of characters, but not show their feet, but King was so short he’d be cut-off; So they went for the “Pikachu solution” to keep him in-frame.

         When asked what their palismen would be, Sam Bosma said a penguin; Rebecca wanted a deer/elk, anything with antlers to stab with and use as a melee weapon in conjunction with magic. Andy went for a mole (which is also his fursona), JBO asked if anyone had a moth palisman? Shawn said he’d be a giant ground sloth, about the size of the Bat Queen, that he’d have to drag around.

         Cissy went for a honey badger, since it could get stuff done; Be mean for her when she’s too nice. Sarah brought up a puppy, dragon, octopus (this last one reminds me of Thanks to Them!), Cat would be a puffball cat; The opposite of Ghost’s sleekness, just fuzz and eyes.

         When asked what Hunter’s first day at Hexside would be like, JBO said that he’d simply “turf out”. Rebecca said he’d get eaten by a locker, as did Sarah; Rebecca explained Hunter would make the mistake of putting food into his locker, so the next time he opened it…

         Cissy of course said detention. Cat said Hunter would get lost; Rebecca said Flapjack would have to help, and everyone cringed because y’know, JBO said that was too soon.

         Someone asked how they approached fleshing out Camila through a dream sequence? JBO explained that from the start, they KNEW she was a good mom and wanted what was best for Luz, and not in a super wrong-headed way either. But at the start of the show, all we had was that she sent Luz to camp, so it was hard to reconcile this take with that action. It took a lot of thought, how did this happen? Everyone had their own experiences with their moms worked in.

         In the end, the writers realized they’re all at that part of life where you realize your parent is their own person and doesn’t feel any older than anyone else. So when they looked at Camila as her own person and not just Luz’s mom, that helped them make their breakthrough on her character.

         Andy brought up as another bit of Camila characterization was the background, and all of the queer community books she was reading; Not only does she support in one way, but she’s learning. And in regards to what Camila went through after Manny passed…

         In the background, you can see signs of things being unfinished in the house; A lot of things incomplete, boxes not yet unpacked. It’s like a stand-still in time; Camila couldn’t keep going with some of these things. There were still boxes at the end of the hall with the family photos, it was half-painted. Given the short runtime, they really used the background and environmental storytelling to flesh out Camila this way.

         When asked what coven they would be, Andy mentioned he thought of this answer in anticipation of that type of question, on his way to the event. He considered Oracle or Construction but decided on being a wild witch. Rebecca went for Abominations or Beastkeeping; JBO also wanted Abominations, so he could get to the bottom of what this thing is that he’s making, and talk to it; Is it bad to have it blown up every other second? Someone jokingly suggested what if Abominations were just Titan boogers.

         Cat chose Illusions, Shawn opted for Potions and Oracle. Sam Bosma went for a smaller coven from Covention, like the Tiny Cat Coven. Sarah decided Bad Girl Coven was a cop-out answer, so considered Plant or Beastkeeping, ended up really feeling the former today. Lilith would be Emperor’s Coven; Just kidding, it’d be beast-keeping to keep all eight-legged friends far away. Eden chose Bard Coven.

         When asked about the human outfits they liked, Bosma mentioned he loved the Cosmic Frontier ones; They always had the red and yellow in mind as a DS9 reference, but he still experimented with other colors.

         At one point, Dana couldn’t decide between two Gus shirts; So she flipped a USB drive instead of a coin, and with that opted for his Dinosaur shirt! Cat said Hunter’s wolf shirt was a vibe; Andy mentioned they ‘tortured’ Matthieu Cousin by asking for more and more costume variations, until he said he needed a break for his wrist. Andy said Amity’s fits were good, Sarah concurred that Amity looked so hot and was killing it.

         When asked if Flapjack ever tried flapjacks, Sarah said objectively yes. Rebecca figured he probably did; Andy suggested it was because of Camila, and Flapjack was told he was eating flapjacks too, but didn’t know if they were good.

         (This led to a question among the group of whether palismen had taste buds, which they figured only Dana could answer. We know palismen hate the taste of goreberries, so the answer is yes!)

         When asked what the characters’ zodiac signs would be… Dana prepped Rebecca with an answer ahead of time for this; She told Rebecca to tell them that Earth’s astrological calendar didn’t exist in the Demon Realm, they didn’t even have the same number of months. It’s a much more confusing system and they can’t answer that question; There’s thirteen months and 666 days, and the animals associated with each month are worms or other tube-shaped creatures.

         (Andy did say he HC’ed Willow as a Virgo since he was one too and related to her. This isn’t canon however.)

         When asked what anime the kids would like, Andy brought up My Hero Academia, Naruto, Yuyu Hakusho (which inspired his fashion choices). JBO said Gus would really get into a show about some dude addicted to gambling but also GREAT at it, always finding a way to pull it off; Like a mahjong anime.

         In regards to their favorite creature/demon, it was the skin-eating fairy from the first episode for Cissy, whom Eden voiced! Cat said Hooty was a disgusting work, Rebecca liked the little version of the Owl Beast and had a plush on hand of it! For Andy, it was Titans. Bosma liked the detention guards, and…

         Shawn said he liked the Bat Queen; And in their discussion, JBO revealed she wasn’t the Titan’s palisman (pointing out he was too big for her), she just belonged to a giant who lost her. Shawn liked her story of becoming a ruler after that incident.

        And that’s it! Very illuminating stuff about production. Very sad to hear the Bat Queen’s backstory here, since it likely means we won’t have it addressed in S3, nor will the writers retcon her as the Titan’s to fit it into the remaining storyline. Thrilled about what we heard of the Titan’s regeneration and Belos’ original story concepts, especially since I WAS correct in likening him to a beetle in Season 1B, after all! Between this and Titan King, my earliest S1 theories have been getting vindicated, babey!

#the owl house #luz noceda #emperor belos #philip wittebane #the owl house hunter #the owl house bat queen

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OH YEAH SORRY I FORGOT TO MENTION IN MY LAST ASK:

who created the astral plane? i looked through your tumblr and found someone called 'asteria', so are solaris and lunaris co-creators or merely just caretakers of the astral plane?

Ahaaaa I wondered if/when you’d get to Asteria ;D Unfortunately this is where most of the biggest spoilers are, but I’ll do my best to give you info anyway! Even revealing her existence is technically a big spoiler already, but when you’re me and have had this story in development for a long time, you want to share the art as soon as it gets finished lol

While I do have a lot of this story's lore figured out by now, it's all still a WIP that's subject to change and will be presented differently in the comic than it is in these text-based asks anyway, so I'm not as bothered about most spoilers at this point. Even if I have to curate some posts or add spoiler warnings later on, it's unlikely that every reader of the comic or follower of my work in general will read these. That and I really really like talking about this story so I often can't help myself xD

Though Asteria's true purpose in the story is probably the biggest spoiler of them all, I can say that she is not the creator of the Astral Plane. No one entity is its creator either, but I can't really elaborate further than that. I will say, though, that the connection between the Astral Plane and Earth is very important here. Moreover, the Starglass being sent to Earth specifically is also not arbitrary.

I can at least give you what the constellations think they know about the creation of their world, as it is still relevant to the story and Cassie helps fill in some of the gaps while she’s out rescuing spirits. Not all of it is right, but not all of it is wrong either.

Libra especially is fixated on answering a lot of the grander questions about how their world works and documenting it in her library. Unfortunately, a lot of the information and remnants of the Astral Plane's history have been lost or destroyed in various ways, so Libra and the others are quite literally picking up the pieces.

She wonders if there are other incarnations of the constellations or if different versions of the Astral Plane exist parallel to their own. She knows that some spirits of people and animals can appear as constellations, but not enough appear on their Astral Plane to account for the billions of lives on Earth, so it can't be all of them.

[Side note: This question is not fully answered in the story in order to keep the already large scope of the worldbuilding contained for this particular narrative, but I also didn't want it to be at the expense of implying that this version of the Astral Plane (or an afterlife in general) is the ONLY one that exists on Earth canonically, as all of the stars in our solar system have various interpretations across different cultures and religions in real life.]

[Side note 2: While I initially only did this for the aforementioned taming of the scope, I do find it hilarious and awesome that you ended up doing specifically a crossover fic between our worlds, as that COULD theoretically happen within the canon of Starglass Zodiac itself already, if there was ever a way to jump between the star worlds. Gotta love coincidences like that!]

As for Asteria, very little is known about her, as none of the current incarnations of the constellations have ever seen or met her. The only remnants of her are through a few torn pages and a fractured statue, the latter of which the earth signs can't repair at that point in the story when it is discovered. They only know her name by finding and piecing together parts of the statue's base.

They also cannot verify if she is some kind of constellation or is otherwise made of Light magic like the rest of them, as none of the Star Fragments that have been recovered and restored into stained glass portraits end up depicting her. The singular intact image of Asteria that currently exists is in an engraving above the stage in Capricorn's theatre of all places, but it is only part of her. Also, notably, her eyes are depicted closed.

The symbol that would later be associated with the Starglass (and by extension, Cassie) still appears in every discovered remnant of Asteria, however, and the same is true for the Solunar Spirits. Images of the sun and moon in addition to stars leads many to believe that they are linked somehow, but it is not known how the Solunar Spirits came to be or why they are still around when Asteria isn't. Cassie does discover the answer to this, but not until the climax of the story.

#it's a lot of unanswered stuff this time around but I hope that helps still! #thanks for the ask <333 #asks #tabsters #my OCs #Starglass Zodiac #SGZ #long post

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Carolina Got Epsilon during Project Freelancer AU-

-initially, she is hit with the ANGUISH (though it is a slightly different situation than Wash, and doesn’t cause her as much trouble as having TWO AI being upset in her head at the same time), which wasn’t fun... but but Carolina refuses to just have this AI pulled. She feels like that’s admitting failure somehow, so she is gonna MAKE this work. Instead of getting a different AI, the scientists simply attempt a “reboot” with Epsilon, and the second time Carolina interacts with him, things are less painful

-now all his collective memories are hidden from him, so Epsilon is similar to “floating robot eyeball Epsilon”; he’s confused, but fairly eager to be helpful. Carolina realizes she won’t be quite up for a show-down with Tex yet, so she takes Epsilon on a few missions to get some practice

-she tries to be very SERIOUS, and expects him to follow her orders, but he keeps getting a little mixed-up regarding how all the equipment works. He doesn’t even realize what he’s fully capable of (which is kind of a LOT). Carolina snaps at him, but he’s just as stubborn as she is, and if he doesn’t like her tone, Epsilon will ignore her for being rude (not when she’s in danger, he definitely cares about keeping her alive)

-taking a different approach, Carolina attempts being a little more patient with Epsilon, and in doing so she rediscovers her own leadership skills; before she became so competitive, she tried to be personable and thoughtful toward everybody she worked with... although she thought she was helping Epsilon get better control of himself and his duties, he surprises her one day by remarking “I’m glad I got you to smile again”

-when he’s not working under pressure (or refusing to cooperate), Epsilon is kind of AWESOME. He and Carolina get really in sync, and he’s very adaptive when it comes to running lots of different upgrades... actually, it is more than just being intuitive; he knows how to make certain things work which SHOULDN’T work. He doesn’t know why or how he knows. He just does

-as they talk and get closer, Epsilon also seems to know things about the other AI, including designations of ones that haven’t been publicly revealed. He also seems to be inexplicably FRIGHTENED of the Councilor and the Director... he remains silent around them unless asked a direct question, and even then he doesn’t materialize his avatar to respond (just a voice, short and to the point answers)

-one day, there is some kind of argument between Tex, the Director, and Carolina. As it escalates, the Director says something to Carolina in a harsh voice, and Epsilon SNAPS at him! The AI goes on a mini-rant, before getting embarrassed and vanishing as fast as possible... however, he said something before he left; “You shouldn’t treat your daughter like this”

-Epsilon doesn’t know where that information came from. He swears he didn’t pick it up from Carolina’s mind somehow, and he hasn’t heard anybody else say anything. In that moment, he simply knew, but it wasn’t like “new” information, it was like remembering something you didn’t even realize you forgot. The Director is distressed by this evidently odd behavior in Epsilon... he claims to be concerned about “Rampancy”, but he has other thoughts entirely. Meanwhile, Tex is starting to connect a few dots, and THAT was a BIG one

-they want to take Epsilon away from her. They don’t tell her this, but York found out, and he passed the info along to Carolina. This news revives the ANGUISH once again, but now Epsilon can focus himself better. He still doesn’t remember everything, but he KNOWS that if he’s taken away, it will be bad... “I’ll be tortured again, just like Alpha!”

-Several things happen at once; Tex confronts the Director about Carolina and what he’s been doing to the Freelancers and the AI, and he accidentally calls her “Allison”. That HURTS. It hurts everybody who has an AI. Because this is actually farther down the road than the original story, Main and Sigma have already been trying to decide what to do, and this moment is what makes them decide they need to leave, and take all the AI with them. A ruckus breaks out, chaos is everywhere, several scientists try to remove the AI from the Freelancers, and Carolina panics. She tries to go and find out what her father has done, and sees him removing TWO AI from Tex’s helmet, and Tex appears to be dead. This doesn’t make sense, but now Carolina officially does NOT trust her father. When the Meta appears as well, she isn’t sure if he’s there on the Director’s orders or WHAT, she just knows she has to LEAVE

-Before they escape, Epsilon reminds her to look for Alpha... they find him. They also find Beta. One is too tired, the other has been recently damaged. They can’t leave... Epsilon has to say good-bye, but hopefully, not forever. Epsilon also finds another AI; Omega. He doesn’t want to stay here alone, and since Carolina isn’t sure she trusts anybody else with an AI like this, he comes along for the ride. Carolina somehow vanishes with him, and the two are on the run together

-Some time later, two soldiers wake up in Blood Gulch. They evidently have amnesia because of two accidental head injuries that happened at the same time. What a coincidence! They are able to remember their names, though... Church and Tex. Maybe they dated? Or maybe they broke up. Well, they’ll figure that out later. In the mean time, they get introduced to Tucker, start spying on the Reds, then along comes Caboose and Donut, some stuff happens with a tank and a grenade, and the Blues call for some back-up

-the message gets intercepted by a “rogue Freelancer” who is VERY interested when she hears the names “Church” and “Tex”. Arriving to initially work with Blue Team, Carolina really tries to figure out just who the heck these two “ghosts” are, because if she’s right, she and Epsilon might have found their missing “family”

-Epsilon keeps his avatar and voice hidden for the time being, but Carolina mentions she has an AI that assists her, he’s just “shy”. When the Reds find out about this, they try to hack into her equipment and steal it, but all they manage to do is un-lock Omega from the files he was stuck in. Now O’Malley stuff is happening

-basically the whole early bits of the show follow, except Carolina is there, Tex is still a bad-ass but doesn’t realize she’s an AI AND a former Freelancer (they have a whole conversation about that; “Why do you think you’re name is Tex? It’s literally because you used to be Agent Texas!” “Nah, it’s a nick-name because I’m FROM Texas. That’s all”). Although Epsilon keeps himself hidden, from time to time somebody will see a “tiny ghost Church” who is... oddly more helpful than Church typically acts? The main reason Epsilon is hiding is to keep which AI Carolina currently has a mystery; the Freelancer files list her AI as pulled and deactivated (which was scheduled to happen, but she escaped in time... she just made sure to edit the files so they said the procedure was completed). He also doesn’t want to “force” Tex and Church to remember who they are if it will just hurt them... they might have a chance to just be “regular people”, and eventually escape all this

-Carolina, Epsilon, and O’Malley are the ones who supposedly “die” at the end of Blood Gulch shenanigans (don’t worry, they’re fine). Now along comes Wash, and the Meta. Tex and Church both got sent to different solitary bases, so it takes a while to find them both, then everybody else. The REVEAL happens, as well as the EMP... but things are slightly different; Tex is there, now fully knowing she IS Agent Texas as well as the Beta AI, and now she and Alpha both realize who the AI was that was helping Carolina. Alpha finds the device that would have originally held the Epsilon unit, shielding it from the EMP, and uses it to hold Beta, knowing they BOTH don’t need to take this risk. He tells Caboose he’s in charge of keeping Tex safe, and also finding Epsilon

-Beta isn’t destroyed by the EMP, but the wave kinda gave her amnesia again... when Caboose “fixes” her, Tex gets to be the floating robot eye! You will fear her laser face! Wash is having his VILLAIN MOMENT, the Meta is pretty upset that all the AI are gone... but they find evidence that Carolina and Epsilon survived the ship explosion, and Beta still exists, so that’s the goal. The Reds and Blues with Tex have a final fight with the Meta, and also get Wash to CHILL

-Carolina is back! She wants to find Epsilon too, and is pretty sure her dad took him. So, revenge mission is on. The Director does indeed have Epsilon, attempting to somehow use his memories to create new versions of the AI that have been lost... which hasn’t been very pleasant for him. Tex and Carolina finally have a chance to really talk, now that they both know everything. After Epsilon is rescued, they discover he has once again lost his memories... but, when he starts spending time with Tucker, Caboose, and the Reds, he seems happy. He never really got to know them before, he was always hiding in Blood Gulch. Now they really have a chance to just be friends...

-Carolina and Tex set out on a solo-adventure to track down some evil a-holes. Epsilon spends time with the Reds and Blues, yet again not sure how to do AI things, and getting pretty frustrated that he can’t just figure out how to fix their dang ship... when the group gets split-up, Epsilon winds up with Wash, Donut, and Sarge (so Tucker is extra-focused on rescuing him). Tex and Carolina return, and after some arguments and apologies, Tex helps Epsilon figure out how to do AI things, and Carolina helps him remember the time they spent together...

-Tex has felt like a failure, because Epsilon seemed so much more capable at running equipment than her, but Epsilon points out that Tex is probably more used to dealing with things “hands-on”. She gets a robot body so she can physically fight, and Epsilon is able to keep helping the way he used to... but he notices how easy it is to over-work himself. The final battle still happens. This time, Epsilon says good-bye to everybody... and Tex. Instead of saying “I forget you”, he says “I’m glad I remembered you”. He makes sure everybody understands how happy he is getting to know them, and that this is the only chance they’ve got to win.. even if he doesn’t get to see the ending of the story. Ain’t that a bitch?

-As we roll into the Evil Blues and Reds, everybody is once again tricked into trying to rescue Alpha. Tex is pretty PISSED that this was a lie, and even more so when her robotic body gets locked and her AI is trapped in the armor. Temple is especially thrilled to have BOTH of the Freelancers that killed his friend. Don’t worry, Grif and Locus save the day! Then time-travel things happen, and now Tex is also there for the fun (her worst nightmare in the Labyrinth is watching the Director torture all the other AI, and forcibly remove memories from Carolina’s mind to give himself a “complete” version of Allison, which kills the others in the process. so. that’s UNPLEASANT. Caboose and Tucker save her from the nightmare, and then Tex is there to help Carolina with the rest of the group)

Oops, this also turned into a Tex-got-to-be-there-the-whole-time AU as well!

#red vs blue #rvb #rvb au

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Why is there a D in Fridge but not in Refrigerator?

(This is going somewhere important. Stick with me).

Scrolling through TikTok. I see this. Interesting question. Let's dive in, shall we?

Well, I can see immediately the root 'frig', as in frigid, which I assume means cold. A quick google tells me I'm right, it comes from the latin-rooted word frigerate, meaning 'to make cold'. Re- means to do again, and -or makes the word the doer, so refrigerator literally means 'a thing that makes things cold again'. Beautiful, I love language.

Fridge looks like just a shortened version of that. When spoken aloud (as it initially would have been), it would sound like "fridge", but written 'frig' or 'frige', it wouldn't look right to our english-reading eyes. The 'g' in frig should be hard, and the 'i' in frige looks like it should be pronounced long, like 'eye'. But handily, we already have words that sound like fridge - ridge, bridge, etc. Although refrigerator is missing the d and makes to us sense because it follows the latin-based rules, as a single syllable word these rules wouldn't work. So we take what we've got and spell it how it sounds, based on rhymes. Fridge.

Brilliant. What a satisfying question. Let's take a dive into the 900+ comments on the video and see who else got it right?

I am not joking when I say I scrolled through hundreds of comments before I found anything close to the right answer. The rest were this - wildly incorrect guesses presented as fact, mostly centered around the brand Frigidaire.

And hey. Not everyone is a nerd, and no one is right about things all the time. But the word refrigerator predates Frigidaire, we know this. In fact, Frigidaire was founded by a company called Guardian Refrigeration Company. It's in the second line of their Wikipedia article. It took me all of two seconds to find this info.

But this answer has been absolutely spammed in the comments - there are a few comments that point out the linguistic nature of the issue, but they're literally hundreds of comments in, with no more than one like (at best!) and so entirely lost to the comment section. No one who clicks on the comments looking for the answer to the riddle will see them. They will instead see a million upvoted comments claiming it's to do with Frigidaire.

None of this matters, really. It's some obscure linguistic etymology stuff; an interesting conundrum, and nothing more. It's not important.

But also... it kind of is. Because this is how our information works now. It's through apps like TikTok (and Twitter, and Youtube, and even Tumblr, which aren't really any better) that information spreads. Not just this piece of trivia. A million pieces of trivia. A billion pieces of trivia. Incorrect because someone took a guess and some other people liked their answer and decided it was right. Even though it wasn't.

I can see exactly how it happened. The correct answers, buried in the comments, either weren't made fast enough, or just weren't cool enough. They didn't sound right. They didn't capture people's interest, or they seemed a bit more made up than the Frigidaire explanation, despite them being the actual truth.

So no one liked them, and everyone liked the Frigidaire comments, and now anyone who quickly checks the comments can very reasonably assume there is a consensus on Frigidaire being the origin of the word. A bunch of people took a wild guess at something they didn't know, and didn't bother to google their answer. They posted something they thought probably happened, and the rest of TikTok liked it and upvoted it and legitimised it, so now anyone who sees this video will come away with the wrong information. And repeat ad infinitum for every video ever.

There's a lot of factors that contribute to this issue, most of which I have neither the knowledge or capability to address. The lack of human moderation, the inability to downvote, the instantaneous nature of platforms and their short-form content that leaves no room for discussion or pause to debate and verify. Responses that get lost in seas of comments, doomed never to be seen if they weren't made early and pithy. The many shortfalls of 2020s social media is an essay in itself.

But this, if anything, shows the important of fact checking. This isn't a problem because people were wrong - this is a problem because the platform has no effective mechanism to facilitate debate/disagreement or check that things being said are correct. And this is an issue because people are not fact-checking themselves, or each other. Frigidaire doesn't even have a D before the G - it doesn't make sense for that to be the origin. But people swallowed it, hook, line, and sinker, because it fit their preconceived (American) notions of how words work.

Question things. If you see statements with blanket assertions that no one has challenged - you're the challenger now. Google it. Verify it. Post a question or a request for clarification, just to see what the original commenter really knows. Do it for stupid things, like the origins of the word "Fridge" - not because it's important, but because it's a good habit to get into, and because, in the grand scheme of things, this stuff does matter. It does matter that truth and accuracy and facts are valued above things we feel might be true, or things that seem true.

But also, definitely do it for the important stuff too. Because when things get bigger than this - that's how you get Trump. That's how you get antivaxxers. Misinformation is perhaps THE biggest threat we face today. We can all think of terrible things that have happened because people were told things that might be true but weren't.

Those are the big ones. But it starts small. It starts here. In the replies on youtube comments, in the downvotes on reddit, in the reblogs on tumblr. It starts with every single one of us.

#I've definitely reblogged things i've found out later weren't true #and tumblr is no gem; the reblog and reply system doesn't work to correct misinformation either. tumblr is the OG no-downvote site #but it's not about succeeding #its about trying #and being dilligent #misinformation #tiktok #politics #long post

[verbosebabbler]

DIV Style and UL Style Comments: ZampanioSim East

I initially privated this because after I, through more webcode shenanigans, found what to me felt like a cheaty way to get passwords, but if all ways are ok than I'll reveal at least this much of my findings. Still personally unsure about revealing the passwords, but that's something for later me to figure out.

I know nothing about webpage coding, nor do I know much about ZampanioSim East, even though I’ve been exploring it forever so far. But I did find comments of things in the web code, but I think they might be like actual spoilers. Weird to say, since we have had things like direct author commentary, but those felt intended to be found. This feels like miscellaneous comments about how to make the game or what more to do that got left in the code. I’m posting them below under a read more here. Apologies if these somehow are spoilers; the nature of making ARGs is you can’t expect what players won’t find and can’t expect what players will find.

DIV Style post coffin trial of killer plus live blogging of a tgifradys

UL Style

if you "go up" in game mode, leads to jr in a chair attic mode (instead of a genuine moment of forth wall breaking connection chair JR just wants any info on the "real" zampanio, especially any cached copies of that dead faq link. twisting the one moment of truth in indie games like this into more lies (while also being true because yes plz if you make zampanio fan works plz send)

JustTruth ends with you being assigned your TrueClasspect now that you've answered all possible questions

when Truth and Game intersect you meet god (at end of adventure). JustJR mode where i explain why i made this game, sitting in a chair

truth and game true = meta map of zampanio if you are in true mode AND game mode at the same time

gigglesnort fnaf mod is creepy pasta

secrets under construction component, shitty geocities gif of construction.

creepy pastas scattered throughout the site, based on themes, of the form: "You sit down to play a game. It's weirdly obsessed with X. theme1 creepy. then thene2 creepy. * lightly themed ghosts (just enough variation for gaslighting) Suddenly, you can feel the pounding behind your eyes. "let me out" you hear, "let me out"."

a QUEST has a title, text and a reward, all strings. (so you can say that a companion themed quest gives +1 loyalty and a god quest raises your acolyte level, etc etc)

quest screen (has to be at end so can reference ITEMS and GODS (the two gods both are trying to woo the PLayer))

for each theme, finally break out PERSON from noun , refactor SKILL CREATION to use person place or thing rather than generic noun * store missing TEMPLATE PLACEHOLDERS (VISUAL_EFFECT, MONSTER_EFFECT, OBJECT, LOCATION, ADJ, INSULT, COMPLIMENT,CLASS, ASPECT, COMPANION, CITYNAME) in consts (missing CLASS, ASPECT, and CITYNAME, COMPANION NAME) * for each theme, write out a super tiny quest or two with TEMPLATE PLACEHOLDERS The city guard knows it takes a PERSON to catch a thief, and they have come to you. The ADJ OBJ has been stolen from the LOCATION, with no witnesses. Will you be the one to finally crack the case?" "if there is a companion who has a theme that matches TEMPLATE theme, they slot into anything that needs COMPANION name" * on player creation, generate quest array from themes. title is procedural from the theme of the template chosen. * quest screen (copy CITYBUILDING SCREEN as a start) has list of quest titles (upgrades to summary of quest plus the fake skill points you'd get for completing it)

https://zampaniosim.fandom.com/wiki/ZampanioSim_Wiki

pretend to know facts about the user, such as they play cookie clicker slow owl sounds in cctv mode need more reasons for people to hang around with ghosts blackbirds cipher wasted ominous song (you blew it) literally index page of ZampanioSimsim update death popup to focus on "new character to play as" not reincarnation jadedResearcher — Today at 5:08 PM note: when its time to go live, have LITRPGSIM e point to something ominous jadedResearcher — Today at 7:12 PM jadedResearcher — Today at 7:20 PM *persephone, hades, demeter quest. QUESTS are more "combination of side quests and overarching story plot". (think land quests) * session 0 is "the game is real i swear" notJR, the core of Truth is "zampanio was never real but the creepypasta faq was" notJR, and the core of game mode is "the game wasn't real and you couldn't accept that" notJR. * port in fractal shit post (cant compile dart version anymore), associate different states of the fractal with diff words from gaslight array * gaslight cursor revals a radius of true color (hidden yellow things in the pictures?) * post screenshots of this ramble hidden in Truth (is it readable in cctv mode???) * one password is aviary full o fanimated gull skeletons * another is just skelejr sitting in her wheelchair * sprinkle right pws at the 'end' of each path and more *zampanio (not the sim) is designed to spark Obsession in a target and convince them to attempt to enact or oppose the end of the world (the End can either cause the Unbinding of Chaos or the Binding of Madness). if you unbind chaos then the page reloads and you are a player with every theme at once and then some. if you bind maddness the page reloads and you are a custom spawned player with a coherent and human created backstory, skills, buildings, etc. regardless of which mode you can do a new ritual to Balance the Scales and return to regular mode. Which ritual you can attempt to do is decided by seed, and in order to Unbind Chaos you need to have 9 specific items spawn (from duskhollow) and attempt to use them in GAme Mode (they all have custome effects)

link to fake ramble of someone trying to find all the secrets and easter eggs of LitRPGSim (not the fake Zampanio game, the sim) including fake ones

fractal sim plus radio???

third path: press esc too many times and perma crash the menu, leaving the spiral sitting there goin "…" and it …panicking and activating win mode????

first ending where you max out skills (or played long enough to reach the heat death of the universe (thru auto clicker)) and menu finally closes and then fake credits role

sub titles unlock only when you unlock skills related to them. you have to discover them, essentially

zero player game where you get little mini stories about what you 'did', like "used Medical Crown to heal a king" or whatever. if the game were working PROPERLY it should praise you for whatever skill you've used the most, but obviously you've never used a single skill so it just picks one at random or glitches out. have console logs about ERORR NO FAVORIE SKILL FOUND etc.

if i ever do a lets play of zampanio it should be a hacked version that never goes live that is different in many very important ways but subtle at first

#discoveringzampanio

[kitkallberg]

IN CHARACTER TASK 001 : INITIAL SIT DOWNS

Kit doesn’t think he’s ever been this nervous in his life. He was pretty sure this level of anxiety was lethal. It wouldn’t surprise him if his heart seized out of the blue and he up and died right in front of these cops. Still, he sat in the chair across from the officers, offering polite smiles where he could and being mild-mannered as hell. 

“Are you ready for some questions, Mr. Kallberg?”

Kit gulped but nodded his head regardless. “Yeah, shoot.” Regret immediately swept through him at his choice of words, his body going taut. “I mean, with the questions, not...” A gun. He didn’t finish what he was going to say, instead gesturing for them to proceed before sitting up properly.

“When did you last speak to Greer?”

"Like, speak to her where she replied to me or...?” To Kit, it felt like a valid question to ask. He’s been trying to get into contact with Greer for months. Leaving her everything from texts to voice notes and voicemails. There was a lot of effort on his end to speak to her. Not that it amounted to anything though considering where he found himself now. "In person, it was the last time I saw her. When the school year wrapped up. But I’ve sent her a few voice notes and left a few voicemails and stuff too throughout the summer.” It wasn’t so much speaking to her as trying to speak to her but Kit just wanted to make sure they knew in case they checked his phone and saw evidence of every time he tried to reach out.

“When did you last actually see Greer?”

“The night before I left for summer break.” That was an easy question to answer. It was the last proper memory he had of Greer. “I had an early flight in the morning and there was a party thing she was going to so, we said our goodbyes early since we wouldn’t catch other the next day.” Or rather Kit wanted to make sure he said goodbye. If they weren’t going to see each other all summer, it mattered to him that they had some time together before he left. “I don’t remember the date exactly but I can check my email and find my flight info, give you guys that. Whatever the date says on the thing, it was the night before.”

“How well did you know Greer?”

The question was laughable. It left a bitter taste in Kit’s mouth. He was sure the cops didn’t intend for it to have that effect on him but it happened regardless. “As well as she let me know her,” Kit answered, bobbing his head slightly. It was the truth. Greer had her secrets and Kit was sure he didn’t even scratch the surface of them. Who knew who that girl really was? Kit sure as hell didn’t. Neither did a lot of the other people she knew too apparently. It didn’t exactly make Kit feel better though. Just more concerned if anything. “We’re dating but we haven’t exactly been dating for the longest time so... there’s probably still a lot to know.”

“What was your relationship with Greer like?”

Kit pressed his lips together before answering. “Well, I’m her boyfriend so... We hung out together, went places together, um... did... stuff... together...” How honest was he supposed to be here? Kit pressed on, not wanting to linger on that. “Like we were dating.” He figured that gave the cops the context they needed. “And we were pretty happy together, I like to think...” He used to believe it anyway, before all of this. Their version of ‘happy’ at least, even if it was kind of twisted and would definitely make a registered psychologist raise their brow. 

“Have you heard or seen anything about where she was this summer?”

“Er... no.” Admitting that right after he just said he was her boyfriend felt like a swift kick to the balls. Who spends a whole summer not knowing where their significant other is? “She usually like, summers in the Hamptons and stuff so I figured that’s what she was doing, but... she was dead silent on social media these past couple of months. Normally she posts stuff, stories or whatever, but all summer there was just nothing.” Kit shrugged a shoulder when he said the word, like he was resigning to defeat. “Social media detoxes have been getting really popular though so I thought maybe she was just trying that out...” Stupid. Naïve. Hopeful.

“You wouldn’t have wanted Greer to disappear, would you?”

“What?” Kit’s voice came out broken. Hurt. “No,” he answered. “No,” he said again. Offended that they would even ask him that. He shook his head from side to side to reiterate his answer. “Greer was– is,” He pushed out a frustrated huff. They haven’t spoken in months. Which tense should he use? Could you still say you were dating someone when you’ve gone that long without speaking to them?  “–my girlfriend. Obviously, I wouldn’t want her to disappear. I care about her. I’m worried sick that she’s been missing, and for you to suggest that I had anything to do with that is like, so messed up.” Where was the tact with these guys? Kit’s fist tightened on top of his thigh.

#ogdentask #gun mention tw

[clownsofthefandom]

So what is this?

Good question.

Due to Alida Morberg's questionable behavior over the years (which is our personal opinion, others can and do disagree), the people behind this blog, like many other fans in the Bill Skarsgård fandom, found themselves a bit disappointed in his choice of a romantic partner. There weren't a lot of places to discuss or read varying opinions on the both of them, so the blogs that sprouted up on tumblr over the past couple of years offered just that: unfiltered discussions, speculations, and new content that added to those discussions.

And while one of those accounts was vitriolic from the start (and we'll discuss them in a bit...rhymes with shmull of flicks ☕️) the other accounts were simply stating their opinions. While we didn't always agree with what they had to say, it was just that: their opinion, and they often made sure to remind us of that fact. No bigs. It was easy to ignore the things we didn't agree with while simultaneously still being able to agree with their other points.

However, things...have taken a turn.

I don't know if it was due to the growing stagnation in the fandom causing everyone to "lose their marbles" a bit, but not only was there more malice to their words, they also began posting content that was just flat out wrong. It felt like the initial disappointment/distaste in Alida had turned into outright hate towards the woman, and the air of "hey guys we all have opinions and that's okay" was quickly wiped out as well.

Their content has now turned into posts that really make you raise your eyebrows and go, "lol really???". These posts are written by grown. ass. adults. who. can. drive. and. vote.

Scary.

And that's what this is. An exposé of toxicity in fandoms. A discussion. A reminder to think critically and question all the content you come across.

A person can be capable of disliking someone while also still being receptive towards facts as they're presented to them. 😱 Shocking, I know.

And, because we feel it's necessary, here's a general disclaimer for every post we publish here:

This is not a Pro Alida Morberg blog, nor is it an Anti Alida Morberg blog. 

Full disclosure, the people behind this blog don't care for her, but equally, we don't wish her any harm and think that any forms of trying to contact her or anyone she knows directly on social media is not only insane, but also a form of harassment. 

This blog is also not here to tell or convince you that Bill Skarsgård is happy in his relationship with her. The only person who knows that answer is him. 

This is simply a deep dive/exposé of the blogs that put out false information and either push or support bully tactics in the Bill Skarsgård fandom. 

ONLY ANONYMOUS ACCOUNTS NOT LINKED WITH ANY PERSONAL IDENTIFYING INFO WILL BE MENTIONED. Out of respect to their personal privacy (as we don't want doxxing), even if an account has participated in bullying or is part of the conversation, we will not write about them if their account has their own personal info (including profile pictures) attached to it. We only wished other accounts employed this same level of decency.

These people are not here to "show you the truth", as they claim. 

They want you to see "their truth", which is highly edited to suit their narrative. 

Join me as we call out the bullshit.

And yes...there will be receipts 🙃

Happy reading.... ☕️

#bill skarsgård #bill skarsgard #sip sip

[bionic-penis]

hey uhm.. I don't know how to tell you this.. but Sk8 has been spreading rumors about you being a groomer among other things on a few servers, mostly through voice chat when they've gotten him talking about artfight. so i was just wondering.. why are you sticking up for someone who spreads heinous rumors about you?

Hi. I has a question. Do you guys think that when someone says "proof" they mean "testimony"? Or are you all just willfully ignorant? Fuck if words alone were enough to condemn someone we'd all be in jail.

No but in all seriousness, this is one of three asks I came home to, all one right after the other (yeah.... that's not curious at all....). Two of which mentioned (alleged) grooming allegations against me. So I think I deserve a lil bit of a long response.

See, the thing is, even if Awodee was saying that about me, I would not change my stance. The fact of the matter is no actual evidence has been provided for the claims made against them. Not in the original journal made by CandyRotten, the subsequent asks sent to an (admittedly) mismanaged drama blog, nor in the asks that have been sent to me regarding the situation (save for the initial ask that just.... linked the "evidence" in the journal???). Even if Awodee DID do what people are claiming they did, you can't claim that someone did something without proof. It sets a horrible precedent and can make it more difficult to help and support victims in the future.

That's not even mentioning the doubts I have that these alleged rumours are even being spread. I have had zero contact with Awodee on any platform and even have them blocked here on Tumblr. The only way they'd know about me is if they found me before the block, or if someone else helped them get my info. Regarding Artfight, Awodee hasn't been active for a month so... yeah I doubt they'd be talking about me in accordance to Artfight (especially since my handle is different there than it is here). Whatever it is, I don't care. It wouldn't make sense considering spreading rumours about someone who is defending them would in turn make themself look worse.

This is all ignoring just how fucking internet-poisoned you have to be to come into a third party's inbox in order to bark at him for false rumours being spread with absolutely zero evidence.

This is the sixth ask out of eight that I've been sent regarding this situation and the fourth one in an inbox of six. All anonymous. All with various levels of aggression. One even posited that I knew Awodee. I haven't been answering those asks because I don't find it productive and because I thought that, given enough time, y'all would leave me the fuck alone. Clearly that is not happening since the first ask I answered was on September 10th meaning it's been almost a month. I'm hesitant to call it harassment but....

For a while it was fine and even a little funny. I would screenshot the ask, send it to a group chat, and me and my friends would take turns poking holes in the arguments presented. It's not funny anymore. The asks I have received have been manipulative, lacking in empathy, and antagonistic. One of the asks I received today even said that they thought it was "kinda hilarious" that I've been (allegedly) accused of being a groomer considering my defense of Awodee.... So you admit false grooming allegations are funny as long as you view the victim of said allegations as someone less than or opposed to you?

Below I've included a screenshot of said ask with full context and image description. Even with this, take it with a grain of salt as screenshots can be faked.

You guys want to stake claim to some kind of moral high ground, but you are so lacking in so many departments you've contradicted your own sense of moral purity. Because if Awodee WAS saying something like this about me, someone who had defended them, wouldn't that make me one of you guys? A victim? Someone who had fallen prey to Awodee's nasty, manipulative behaviour? But instead of compassion or sympathy you come into my inbox with the intention to make me feel bad for my choices. Then again, this isn't the first time I've seen victim-blaming behaviour pop up in this whole situation. Not only that but.... if they're so bad why are you hanging out with them?

But to answer your question: I'm "sticking up" for Awodee because I looked at the evidence, analysed the journal and subsequent asks sent, and came to the conclusion that the evidence was flawed, that the asks were simply testimony (or hearsay in other cases), and that there are other factors clearly at play. Again, even if they are spreading rumours about me I would not change my mind. Even if I hate someone that doesn't mean I can condemn them for something that that haven't been proven to do. That's irresponsible and, again, sets a bad precedent.

TLDR: You have no proof of any of the claims made in this ask, but you are also one of MANY anon's I have received asks from over an extensive period of time. I doubt these rumors are being spread, but even if they were my stance remains unchanged until actual evidence is provided. Also you all fucking suck for trying to turn this shit around on me when I would be the victim in this situation. Also you're bad at evidence.

#CADA Drama #ask #anon #also your writing teachers/profs need to fail you for all current and past writing classes #because holy shit you all suck at providing sources for your claims #fuck yooooouuuuuuu i literally was on cloud nine cause i went for a walk w a friend and i have to deal w this shit?

[clanaurvandill]

Hello! I don't really know any of your OCs but I always try to ask a few q's when people reblog these from me (or to the people who I reblog from) SO, for whichever character/s you want to share a bit about: 16. How does the way your character present themselves in public differ from how they are in private? 90. Can your character start a campfire? 170: Are any of your characters infamous?

*gasp* I feel so honored to have gotten an ask, honestly! So thank you, you've made my day! And it's alright that you don't really know any of my characters! I'll answer for a few of them with the questions you gave me.

16. How does the way your character present themselves in public differ from how they are in private?

For this one I'll answer for Tyr (Surtr). Although, a little bit of info on Tyr... He's part of Tyr's Hand in Clan Aurvandill. He usually is never seen out of his Beskar'gam unless it is just the clan - and even then it is usually just around Tyr's Hand and the initiates for it. Because of this, many speculate on who Tyr really is. But everyone does know that the current Tyr aka Surtur - this very handsome Pureblood - has been in the clan since the current Alorad was very young - and even raised him after his father was killed.

But that's just a small tidbit behind him so you know a little about him. Onto the actual question...

In public, Tyr is very much the leader of Tyr's Hand. He's gruff and almost uncompromising. He's stoic and sturdy with a commanding presence, a peerless warrior and leader. He is very firm, but fair. As his son says: "He's not a man you fuck with and find out."

In private, he is actually very affectionate - surprisingly so. He laughs, he smiles, he lets his guard down so those closest to him - Tyr's Hand, his son, and his cyare - do not have to feel like they have to keep up airs or walk on eggshells around him. (also, his cyare Sigrun would wring his neck if he didn't. She puts him in his place, lol)

90. Can your character start a campfire?

For this question I'll answer with Roudy. A little info on him though, so you have a small rough idea about him. Roudy Conver is the last of his clan. When he was little, his entire clan except for him was wiped out in a single night by Jedi. He is the sole survivor of that attack. He was found by a passing smuggler that has had dealings with his clan before. Roudy spent his younger years struggling to gain honor for his clan back while every night honoring those that had fallen. He ends up catching the eye of a Sith Lord - Lord Aikein Doljinti - and is given the chance to teach his son Konur the real meaning of honor and respect as well as learning the culture of the Mando'ad. During this time, he and Konur end up falling in love deeply. Roudy is an empath, a rather powerful one, but tries incredibly hard not to influence people if he doesn't have to... It is why he is sometimes considered a loose canon in a manner of speaking, because one moment he will be acting one way and then another he is acting a completely different way due to the feelings around him.

Onto answering the question... Can he start a campfire: Yes. He can. Very easily, in fact. With his flamethrower... And he has - quite a few times actually - but Konur usually berates him and tisks at him until he does it correctly. Which then he usually responds with something along the lines of "Taking away all the fun, aren't you?"

170: Are any of your characters infamous?

For this question, yes. I have 2 characters are that infamous, but I'll only speak about one of them right now. Lord Aikein Doljinti, Head of House Doljinti... also known as The Beast of the Emperor. A little over 300 years prior to the start of SWTOR, The Emperor attempted to make a weapon to smite his enemies and rush fear into their hearts. He chose Aikein as the base of that weapon. Against Aikein's will - as punishment for the traitorous acts his father committed against the Empire - The Emperor took a teenage Aikein and used Sith Alchemy to change his body, pulling out his dormant genes and splitting them into a separate being locked within him. This... beast... can be pulled to the forefront at any given moment if certain Keywords are said in ancient Sith. But if you can control The Beast is another matter. The Beast is hearty enough and strong enough to wipe out planets on its own, and has. Usually Aikein is taken to a planet that the Emperor deems is in need of "punishment" or a "reminder" and then has his handler trigger him into becoming The Beast. The Beast is then left for an allotted amount of time before the handler returns to pick him up.

The Sith Alchemy used to create The Beast has made Aikein functionally immortal in the sense that time will not be the death of him... But a grievous enough wound in battle and yes, he will die. Because of this - and the actions The Beast has committed in the name of the Emperor - Aikein has become infamous to both the Sith and the Jedi... a cautionary tale of what can actually go bump in the night - or if you are Sith - what the Emperor has at his fingertips if he so wished it.

Aikein himself is a rather enigmatic Sith, still clinging to the days of old where lines were more blurred than they are during SWTOR. He is very much grey in the Force, dipping to either side depending on what the situation calls for. He is very respectful to others, and might care more than people thinks he does.

#oc:tyr #oc:roudy #oc:aikein doljinti

[johnchain30]

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[cheesus-doodles]

Can we get more info on this underground team ceo baji has for beating up people that make his secretary cry? I feel like he stays in contact with boten! Mikey and sometimes ask for his help in exchange for like money or info on someone that hunting down.

Link to relevant HCs!

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hmm been brainstorming a bit on this, let me try and answer

tw: yandere, mentions of violence and death

I would say Baji probably started off trying to keep his darker needs to himself - even if he knows the kind of crimes that Mikey and by extension Bonten, is involved in and that his friends already know him to behave in such a manner when it comes to you, Baji would be hesitant to reveal to them just how far he was willing to go to keep you happy and by his side. Deep down, this boy doesn't want to lose the trust of some of his closest friends by asking for help with his dirty work, doesn't want his friends to how they view him and act around him, especially a friend as close as Mikey. Or the worst possible scenario, have them rat him out as a man with blood on his hands to innocent, naive you - no matter what the intentions, Baji couldn't imagine going on without you beside him as his bestfriend.

So the "underground team" definitely started off as a random gang of yakuza members Baji hires off the streets of Tokyo - first job involving a fair sum of cash to dispose of a badly maimed body, the remains of someone that had thought it would be funny to grope you at the business event he had invited you to. They were supposed to be a pretty well-known gang in the area, obviously interested in earning ludicrous amounts of money for comparatively easy tasks but when they quickly realize who their new benefactor was - Baji being the big name CEO he was with his picture plastered across newspapers - as the jobs rolled in, that was when the threats of exposure and the attempted extortion started.

Baji honestly wouldn't have cared more - having the connections and deep pockets he had to be able to brush off almost everything that they could throw at him, plus it was his word against theirs with no other physical evidence - if not for that you would get dragged in and that what he had been secretly pulling off behind your back would be all revealed to you. Even if it was for your own good, or so he convinced himself, this baby boy can't bear the thought of even the potential of losing your friendship over such inconsequential nonsense - he knew that it would be hard to pull off a lie as big as this in the face of those doe eyes of his bestfriend.

And that was when Baji finally decided to turn to Mikey for help. Didn't need to say much more than just the initial apologies to disappointed questions about why Mikey wasn't approached for help sooner - the entire yakuza gang was wiped off the face of the earth the next night with no traces - a clear warning to everyone else not to mess with Baji or Bonten. Not that the police really bothered with that disappearance, just chalking it up to Bonten in the news and leaving it at that.

Now, instead of a rag tag group, its a specialized, trusted team handpicked and put together by Mikey that assists Baji with anything and everything he wants to do. On call 24/7, this team is run from the shadows by Kakucho, but has no clear affiliation linking them back to Bonten. Body disposal? Done in the next hour, not even a smeared fingerprint to be found. Murder? Dead by the next night. Kidnapping? Just name the place and time, and he'll find his target waiting for due punishment.

Now with this Bonten structure in place, its a breeze for Baji to deal with people he viewed as rivals trying to squirm their way into your life. A message was all was needed to have the pests exterminated, he didn't even need to lift a finger if he didn't want to, or if he rather spend his time cuddled up in your lap, soaking up your affection and attention.

But its kind of a two-way beneficial exchange here - Baji would never dream of receiving favours from Mikey without returning them, not to a friend that he has known as long and been through as much with. Rather than just money and information, which Bonten definitely already have plenty of given how ginormous his criminal organization is, Baji with his position in one of the biggest companies in the country would know all sorts of other company and political bigwigs. He would be the man that would be able to say pull a few political strings to get Sanzu released from prison without a single charge for the third time this week, or the one that could organize large scale deliveries of materials that would usually have the police raise an eyebrow with a good discount.

Need a new base? Its a phone call away for Baji. Caught importing firearms by the logistics firm? Not a deal, Bonten'll find their delivery waiting for them undisturbed. Anything in the legal world can be handled no sweat.

And so your world turns without a hint to the undercurrents pushing your seemingly uneventful life along.

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[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

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Warnings: non-consent sex and rape; oral, fucking, stalking, hacking, threats, implied violence.

This is dark!Jake Jensen x reader and explicit. 18+ only.  Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Synopsis: You find your pictures on someone else’s Insta but that’s not the only thing he’s stolen.

Note: Yay, another Jensen fic at last. I’m probably gonna try to work in more one shots between my series. I’m looking at Andy Barber, Ransom Drysdale, or Lee Bodecker right now for next week but we’ll see.

Thanks to everyone for sticking around and putting up with me and thanks in advance for all your feedback. :)

I really hope you enjoy. 💋

<3 Let me know what you think with a like or reblog or reply or an ask! Love ya!

The chirp of the chat pierced your eardrum once more as you ignored it for the spreadsheet of dates on your other monitor. Working from home could be both peaceful and distracting but the third bing had you muting and pushing your headset to your neck with a grumble. You switched windows as the chat box blinked.

‘So why didn’t u tell me u had a bf?’ Zia’s bubble blipped up followed by impatient emojis.

“Wat r u talking bout?’ you typed back and clicked back to the spreadsheet to update the status of each course. That noise came again and you flipped back.

‘I’m not stupid! Come on. He’s far away but he’s cute.’

You frowned and tapped the space bar lightly. You were utterly confused. The only activity in your daily life were the general notifications from Tindr. You repeated the question and she sent an emoji rolling its eyes.

‘I’m serious.’ you replied.

She sent a link and then a laughing GIF attached to another bubbled response, ‘I’m not buyin it.’

You clicked on the hyperlink and a new tab opened. You scrolled down on the Insta as the air was knocked out of you at the sight of your own face. Not only were their pics taken from your public profile but several you’d never even posted. Your skin crawled and the bing sounded again.

‘So… an online thing huh.’ Zia pressed on.

‘I gotta work.’ you closed out of the window entirely but stayed on the Insta.

You scrolled through about a dozen or so selfies of you, each labeled as ‘missing my lady’ or ‘she’s so sweet, sending me pics to keep me company’. Your stomached roiled with mortification and the unsettling sensation of intrusion. It was easy enough to guess you’d been hacked but to think this was what the creep did with it was even more startling.

You changed the password on your Insta and went through the process of doing so with all of your accounts and ran a scan on your PC. You would likely have to file a ticket for a proper inspection with a specialist. You couldn’t help but shake as you went back to the profile after checking your bank account and PayPal to make sure it wasn’t worse than just pics.

You went back to the profile and found photos of the culprit. His spiky blond hair and glasses were unsurprising and his comic book tee shirt was even less. Your disgust was quickly replaced with anger as you hit the chat icon above his info.

‘Hey, jackass, care to tell me how you have my photos on your profile?!’

The read icon appeared almost and you saw him typing. It stopped and then started again.

‘You’re so beautiful, I wanted to share it with everyone.’

You scoffed at the message and cringed at the screen. ‘Are you nuts? Like actually. You stole my photos! You hacked me. Creep.’

You blocked him immediately after hitting send and logged out. You opened Excel again and tried to focus on the coloured cells. You could hardly process what you were doing as your phone began to vibe on the corner of your desk. It didn’t let up and you couldn’t focus past the incessant buzzing.

You snatched it up and several messages covered the screen as you unlocked it. ‘You really think that’s gonna work’; ‘You can’t block me’... several in a similar vein that you deleted before blocking the number. You silenced your phone and turned back to your monitor.

Suddenly the screen went black and you blinked. You hit the keyboard and clicked, assuming it fell asleep. It lit up again but all you saw was yourself staring back. Your mouth fell open and you ripped the clip-on cam from atop your monitor. You disconnected it as the notepad opened and typing flicked up across the white space.

‘I didn’t want it to be like this.’

You could move the mouse or backspace. All control was lost and you sat there helplessly watching the scrawl.

‘I think we’d be really good together if you only gave me a chance. Can’t you see I worship you?’

Your phone began to shake constantly and a private number flashed. You picked it up and hollered into the speaker, “leave me alone”. You hung up but it kept on and your screen turned to black once more. Your PC was still on but there was no reaction from the machine.

Fuck, you sat back and looked at your phone. You couldn’t even call work to tell them because the damn thing wouldn’t stop ringing. You put your head in your hands and grunted in frustration. How the fuck did all this happen?

🖱️

After your initial panic died down, you disconnected your tower and shut off your phone. You left your cell behind as it was just as useless. You hauled the PC down to IT at your work and filled out the ticket without giving intricate details on everything the weirdo had taken.

You left with a borrowed laptop. You wouldn’t sign into your personal accounts and stick to the company portal. You were embarrassed but happy to have a temporary solution. You got home and set up the new computer and reconfigured your wi-fi. You finished the last of the day’s work and ended the day with a glass of wine.

When you dared to turn your phone on again the next morning, it was filled with notifications from all platforms but each one you clicked on errored and prompted you to sign-in. All your new passwords were wrong and you knew it was him. 

You checked the Insta and found a screenshot on his profile from the day before, your mouth agape in horror that could easily mistaken for surprise.

‘Her face when you pop the question on the call’. The caption made your stomach curdle and you nearly flung the phone away. You couldn’t comment without logging in or message. So you created a shell account with a throwaway email you used on Reddit.

‘Why won’t you stop?’ you sent the message through as you waited for your coffee to brew.

‘Stop what?’ he added a winky face with his reply and you growled.

‘You know who this is! Why are you doing this?’

‘Hmmm…’ he let the message hang there and you sat down with your mug and listened to the birds outside. ‘Imagine what someone else would do with everything I have.’

‘Look at what you’re doing. You’re ruining my life.’

‘Ruining? Sweetie, I’m watching over you. Protecting you.’

Your nostrils flared and you burnt your tongue on the coffee and planted it on the table so it sloshed over the sides.

‘Love you, sweetie. See ya soon.’

The chat box turned grey as you realised he blocked you. That pissed you off more than anything and you lobbed your phone away with a shout of anguish. This guy was fucked!  

You were shaking so much you couldn’t even drink your coffee. You got up and paced until you could think straight. You dialed into work and told them you were taking the day off for a personal emergency and shut down your phone. You were too afraid he would find a way onto your work laptop and you didn’t want to have to explain that to IT too.

🖱️

Zia showed up on Saturday and she wasn’t happy. She buzzed up and banged on your door impatiently. You let her in and she crossed her arms over the strap of her purse as she crooked her hip.

“I know I shouldn’t have snooped but if you’re mad at me, you should’ve just said so. I would’ve backed off,” she scowled.

“I’m not mad,” you said as you backed into the front room and dragged your feet over the rug.

“Sure, you’re just ignoring all my messages by accident,” she stayed at the other side of the room.

“Not exactly, no,” you shrugged, “it’s a long story.”

“And you couldn’t shoot me a message to say that at least?”

“Look, I’m stressed the fuck out. I’m sorry but the only reason I didn’t answer you is because I can’t.” 

“You can’t?”

“I can’t even turn my phone on anymore.”

“What--”

“Just--” you touched your temples, “I don’t even know how to explain--”

“Jesus, are you okay?” her anger slaked away as her voice softened.

“No, I’m not,” you sniffed, “I’ve been trapped in this apartment and I can’t think straight and I can’t even talk to anyone because my phone and my life is totally fucked.”

“How about we get a coffee and you can tell me once you’ve calmed down,” she said, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so worked up.”

“You don’t know how bad it is. I really fucked up,” you whined, “I don’t even know how it happened.”

“Is this about the boyfriend?”

You huffed and shook your head, “I told you, he’s not my boyfriend-- Let me get dressed.”

After you felt presentable enough to leave the apartment, the thought of getting away ushered you down the winding stairwell and onto the sidewalk. You and Zia walked down to the cafe on the corner where you always overspent on their specialty drink and caught up.

You ordered but when you tried to use your card, the machine beeped in rejection. You tried again but still no luck. Zia offered to pay and you promised you’d pay her back. Anxiety pitted deep in your stomach as you sat. You’d have to call the bank and figure out why eight dollars would bounce.

“So,” Zia said as she shaded her eyes against the sunlight streaming onto the open patio, “he’s not your boyfriend?”

“I don’t even know the dude,” you hissed as you almost overturned your cup, “Zee, those pictures, they were all on my phone. I never sent them to anyone. I don’t even know his real name and when I confronted him, he crashed my whole system and blew up my phone. I haven’t been able to log into anything because of him.”

“You’re shitting me,” she chuckled.

“Zee, I’m not fucking kidding,” you blinked, “don’t you think if I was dating some dude out in who knows where, you’d be the first to know? You think I’m wasting my time with the idiots on Tindr for fun?”

“No way,” she scoffed.

“Zia, look me in the eye,” you said as you gave her a stern look, “I’m freaking the fuck out.”

“Did you call the police?” she asked.

You sat back and closed your eyes. You were so swept up in the panic, you hadn’t even thought. You could report it to the police, just get a record of it even if they didn’t do anything else. You heard horror stories of hackers and how little could be done but you had to at least try.

“I guess I should go down to the station today,” you ran your fingertips along your chin, “I don’t know, I felt so alone, I thought--”

“And call your bank right now,” she slid her phone over, “figure out what’s going on with your accounts.”

You took her cell and dialed the number on the back of the card. You dragged your finger down the side of your cup as you listened to the automated message and hit the buttons to direct you to customer service. The hold song bubbled in your head and finally picked up as you finished the last of your mocha.

You explained the issue after giving your information as Zia sat patiently across from you. She watched the other patrons and looked out across the street as you waited on the representative on the other end.

“Looks like your account has been locked. Your savings and checking have been placed on hold citing possible fraud,” the woman explained.

“Well, can’t you unlock them? Why would they be flagged?”

“Hmm, well I see no suspicious spending so possibly… it could be due to an external lock, not us.”

“What does that mean?”

“I can’t speak to that. Have you received any communications from the Revenue service?”

“Revenue service? I don’t--no,” you gulped.

“I’m sorry, there’s nothing else I can tell you,” she said, “you should consider contacting federal services.”

You hung up and handed Zia her phone back. “Apparently, I’m under investigation for fraud? I don’t know.”

“Shit,” she took her cell, “are you sure?”

“It sounded like it but-- I gotta check my credit card,” you stood and grabbed your empty cup and your purse.

You stormed down the street to the ATM at the corner and inserted your card. LOCKED the machine made a hideous noise and you pulled out your card in irritation. You put your wallet and touched the sides of your neck as the heat swelled through you.

“I don’t understand--”

“Um, you should see this,” Zia said.

Zia turned her screen towards you and your heart dropped to your toes. There was a picture softened by a blush Insta filter and the caption read, ‘just got into town, surprising bae with flowers’. Over the cluster of petals at the bottom of the image were you and Zia sitting at the cafe patio.

You spun and searched around for any sign of the man and the bouquet. You could hardly breath as it felt like you were being squished between invisible walls. You clapped your hand against the wall and steadied yourself as Zia gently rubbed your arm.

“Let’s go to the station,” you croaked as tears welled in your eyes, “please.”

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The police told you everything you expected. Even as you showed them the photos and explained how you never met that man in your life, they only offered you words on a piece of paper. They’d file the report and follow-up in case of any further escalation. It was a non-answer, a cold shrug.

Zia went home with you as she offered to stay the night. You gladly accepted and the two of you cozied up on your bed and spent the night watching early 00s rom coms. You found it hard to relax even with her there. You couldn’t stop thinking about how close he’d been without you even knowing.

You at last began to doze off as Reese Witherspoon triumphed and exhausted by the endless maelstrom of dread, you slipped into a deep but perilous sleep. You were locked in limbo between waking and slumber, almost as if you could hear everything around you but remained blind and unknowing all the same.

You woke with a start as you felt like you were falling. You sat up and reached to the other side of the bed. Zia was gone. She must have got up to get water or use the bathroom. You took a breath and turned your legs over the edge. You got up groggily and lumbered across the room, your mouth dry and head aching. Some tylenol and water would do you well.

You hesitated as you noticed the bloom of light just around the corner from your doorway. Zia must be having trouble sleeping, you guessed as you kept on. As you came in sight of the front room, you heard a whimper and you backed up against the wall as tall figure stood before the coffee table. The flowers laid across the wood, slightly crumpled from a struggle.

As Zia whined, he jabbed her with his foot and she grunted around the rag tied around her mouth. Her arms and legs were bound behind her as the man loomed over her. You recognized his blond hair and glasses, the menacing blue eyes as he raised his chin and crossed his arms.

“Been waiting on you,” he stepped over her, “I was disappointed when I realised it was her. Good friend though, hanging around…”

“Don’t hurt her, please. What do you want?”

“You can’t figure that out?” he taunted, “huh, I’m sure you can guess what it will take for me to leave her in one piece.”

Zia wiggled and received another boot. You pushed yourself forward and he stepped closer, predatory as he dropped his arms and clenched then unclenched his fists. He chuckled as you stopped short and gaped up at him.

“She’s cute,” he said, “she can join us if that makes it easier for you.”

“You’re disgusting,” you snarled and winced as he reached out to touch your cheek. You fought not to shove him away, your eyes on Zia’s bound figure.

“Play nice and I will,” he warned, “every time I hurt her, that’s on you. I wish I didn’t have to do this to show you how much I love you.”

You shook your head as your lip trembled. He pressed his palms to your cheek and ran his thumb along your lips. He leaned in and you cowered as you realised how big he was. You didn’t expect that looking at him from the other side of a screen.

“Do we put on a show for her or did you want a little privacy?”

“You won’t get away with this,” you hissed.

“Oh yeah? I locked you out of your social media, your pc, your bank… do you really want to see how far I can take this?”

He smothered your murmured answer with his mouth and kissed you gruffly. He pulled away and looked you in the eye. He bit his lip and hummed.

“So, do we do this here?”

“You’re sick,” you grabbed his hand and wrenched it away from your face. You yanked him and directed him to the bedroom, “you monster.”

“Now come on,” he twisted his wrist around and grabbed your elbow, “I could’ve killed her. Don’t think I won’t.”

You quivered as he forced you back into your bedroom, the street lights casting shadows between your curtains. He flung you ahead of him, as strong as his thick arms would suggest. You stumbled and caught yourself on the side of the bed. You turned as the door slammed and he prowled towards you like a wild cat.

“Well,” he threw his hands up and you caught a glint of light against the lens of his glasses, “you want me to undress you or you think you can handle that, sweetie?”

You puffed in repulsion and looked away from him. Even in the dark, you could feel his eyes on you. You jittered as you reached to the neck of your loose tee and slowly raised it over your head. You dropped it to crumple on the floor and you touched the top of your shorts. You heard him moving around and shied away as he flipped the switch and light shone across the room.

You pushed down your shorts as you heard a thump from the next room. His jaw twitched as his eyes lingered on you and he reluctantly glanced away. He swung the door open and stormed out into the front room. You went to the door and heard his snarl.

“Stop fucking moving,” he rasped, “every time I have to tell you, I’ll pop another out.”

Zia gave a muffled sob as you heard a sickly crack and you hurried to look around the wall into the room. He blocked your sight with his broad chest and pointed you back to the room.

“I didn’t say you could leave the room,” he spun you and slapped your bare ass, “fast, fast, fast… before I lose my patience.”

Your skin stung from the strike and you tripped through the doorway as he followed quickly. Another slam and he poked you further into the room with his knuckle. You stepped away from him and tried to cover yourself as you faced him in horror.

He quickly swooped his shirt over his head and revealed a buff chest thick with blond hair. He kicked off his shoes and fumbled to undo his fly. He tilted his head as he looked you over and groped himself through his jeans.

“You know what to do,” he said, “I’ve seen the way you touch yourself… cyber security 101, cover your webcam.”

You shuddered as he beckoned you closer. He stopped you and put your hands on the waist of his jeans. He leaned in and nuzzled your temple as his hot breath seeped into your goosebumped skin.

“My turn,” he pushed on your hands until you pulled down the denim on your own strength.

He stepped out of his jeans and snapped the elastic of his boxers. You stood and latched onto those shakily. He ran his fingers along your arms as you pulled them past his erection and they fell to the floor with a whisper. You didn’t look down, instead staring past him as his hand swept up to cup your tits.

His fingers crawled up your chest and his hands wrapped around your neck. He squeezed and turned you so that your back was to the bed. He marched you backwards as you felt his dick bobbing between your bodies. You gasped as he pushed you down onto your mattress, your legs dangling over the edge as he came up to straddle you.

“Such a good girl,” he taunted, “look at you… I bet you’re wet already.”

He pulled a hand away and stroked his length as he raised himself on his knees. He clung to your neck as he leaned over you and planted his hand on the bed above you. He hovered his dick over your head and you closed your eyes.

“Put it in your mouth,” he ordered, “now, or I’m putting it in your ass.”

You reached up blindly and angled his tip against your lips. He dipped his hips down and you choked as he prodded at your throat. Your legs twitched as he forced his cock past your gag reflex and your whole body tensed at the intrusion.

He balanced on the hand above your head and the one on your neck. He thrust harder and harder as sloppy sucking reverberated around the room between his dark groans.

“That’s it,” he purred, “look at you taking my cock. I can only imagine how tight that cunt of yours is.”

Your eyes welled and you flicked your lashes as you tried to bat them away. You kept your hand at the base of his dick as you tried to ease his motion. He ignored your reluctance and only delved deeper as he brought himself to his limit, your lips touching the fuzz along his pelvis.

When you couldn’t breath, you slapped his hard stomach and he reared out of you abruptly. You coughed up spit as he sat back on his heels and released you. He huffed as he looked down at his glistening dick and climbed off of you.

“Stand up, turn around,” he snarled as his eyes flashed. 

His glasses were low on his nose and he slipped them off entirely and folded them up on your night table. He squinted as he watched you stand and turn stiffly. He smacked his hand in the middle of your back and pushed you over impatiently. He stepped closer and tapped his tip against your cunt as you were exposed to him.

He bent his legs and poked along your slick folds. You were wet enough for him to glide in and fill you up completely. He was so big it was painful and you arched your back as you tried to take it. He pulled back and slammed into you harshly. You let out a garble and he repeated the motion, taking you off your feet.

He leaned over you and grabbed your knees, lifting them on the bed as he urged you forward. His hand brushed up over your ass and he pressed between your shoulder blades until your face was flush to the mattress, your arms bent around you like a broken doll.

He thrust again and the loud slap made you wince. He jerked his hips roughly until he found his motion, rutting into you with hissy breaths as his other hand groped your ass. He hummed as your body shook before him, ruled by his touch as your walls clenched him.

He pushed his thumb down between your cheeks and circled your asshole. You strained and lifted your head in alarm. His other hand quickly stretched over your crown and pinned your face to the bed. He felt along your cunt and slickened his thumb before trailing back to your puckered ring.

He pushed lightly at first and as he broke through you gasped and whined. You gripped the blankets as he moved his thumb in and out of you, his hips still rocking steadily into you. He slid his thumb out entirely and prodded with two fingers instead. Before you could react, he forced them inside and you cried out in surprise and pain.

“I know you want it, sweetheart,” he groaned, “I can feel…” he kept fucking you, “I can fucking hear it.”

Your holes tightened around you as he carried the pace. A new pressure began to bloom inside of you, unlike anything you’d felt before. The burning in your ass and the stretching of your cunt mingled to an agonized bliss. You sobbed into the blankets as you came uncontrollably around him, shamed by the unwanted release.

“Fuck,” he drew out the word as both his hand and his hips sped up, “look at you cumming for me. Cumming for this creep.”

You moaned and curled your fingers around the duvet tighter. You felt the same knotting deep inside and you came again as he reached a tantamount. This time, you gushed around his cock and felt the deluge down your thighs as the noise grew wetter and louder.

“Look at you, sweetheart, you can’t handle it, can you?” He snorted as he sucked in a breath suddenly and his hips staggered.

He pushed his fingers deeper and kept them there as he fucked you as hard as he could. He slammed into your cunt over and over. Your hips throbbed with each tilt of his pelvis and you smothered your cries as you felt him coat your walls in his release. 

He stopped just as suddenly and dragged his fingers out of your ass. He leaned against you until your legs collapsed and fell onto you with a sigh. He covered your body with his as his shallow breaths hazed around you. 

Your own heart raced as you stretched your arms out stiffly and quivered. You tried to pull yourself from beneath him. He kept you pinned under his weight and jolted you with a cruel thrust.

“Oh, we’re not done, sweetheart,” he muttered along the shell of your ear, “not even close.”

#jake jensen #dark jake jensen #dark!jake jensen #jake jensen x reader #fic #dark!fic #dark fic #one shot #the losers #dc

[1863-project]

Hello! Ever since I found your Submas primer I've been really really enjoying your posts about trains, the Submas boys, and other info posts. Particularly I love the post about how the two are autistic; I learned so much from that and I want to hear more about it. I have a friend who is autistic and that post made me feel like I understood autism better than I did. I would love to hear more about being autistic and how that could affect the Submas.

Hi, anon! If it helps, I have a whole separate blog where I do my autism advocacy work (although I don't update it as much as I should), and the Autistic Gaming Initiative's website can be found here if you're curious about what my all-autistic streaming team does! We're all happy to answer questions, etc.

This is the Submas autism post in question, which I wrote because I've never seen myself more in fictional characters in my nearly-33 years on this earth. They both have traits I do - I often joke if you combined them into one person, you'd have me. I'm actually not sure which of them I'm more similar to, because it fluctuates - but in general, I have Emmet's bluntness and intensity, and Ingo's lack of volume control and overbearing sense of responsibility. I can't put into words how much I appreciate them for existing, because although it never outright says they're autistic, they're still the most natural-feeling portrayal of autistic characters I've ever seen because they're just written as they are, not to "be autistic" if that makes sense. Basically, they weren't written to be "autistic characters." They were just written to be Ingo and Emmet. The fact that they happen to be the best-ever use of the "autistic people are good with trains" trope on the planet is likely a coincidence, but I'll take it.

Since I'm similar to both of them, I can speak from experience as to things that have arisen in my life due to being autistic:

I've been told I was too direct, provided too much information (oversharing), or came off as unintentionally rude

I've been told I was too loud (still get this one, I work in a library, whoops)

I've been told to stop talking about my interests because nobody cares

I've been told I have to make eye contact to make people think I'm listening to them (I get around this by looking at people's noses)

I've struggled to make friends because I was "weird" and "different" compared to the other kids I went to school with (I wasn't diagnosed until I was 20, in 2009)

I didn't dress like other people because of sensory issues (I still dress differently today, but now it's because I have my own personal sense of style and money to afford it)

When I was an infant, I started crying at some parent-child event because they did a group song. My mom overheard a parent go, "What's wrong with that baby?" and was ready to throw hands but my dad stopped her. I spent my entire childhood overloaded by rounds of Happy Birthday.

I have the world's most oversensitive nervous system. Many, many friends have found this out and found it amusing. (It’s affectionate and I don’t mind, don’t worry.)

I will be in physical pain if someone talks from behind me at a specific angle.

When I’m good at something, I’m verrrry good at it. This includes my ability to build IKEA furniture by myself, as well as how I’m able to instantly drive nearly anything (including steam locomotives now).

I retain information extremely well if I’m interested in the subject at hand, and I can find said information very effectively. I still remember things I learned about paleontology and astronomy from when I was 3-4 years old, and this ability has made me a great archivist and historian because that requires me to know a lot about history and be a good researcher.

I experience emotions extremely intensely, and this is overwhelming for both me and others. Even my happiness can overwhelm other people. (You know how Emmet gets about battling? It’s like that.)

I occasionally experience meltdowns or shutdowns under stress or if I’m having a sensory overload. Here’s a great comic on the subject!

I often found myself feeling “alien” when I was younger because I didn’t understand the intricacies and rules of human social interaction and society, and oftentimes when I learned those rules I thought they were ridiculous.

You may have noticed there’s a higher percentage trans and nonbinary autistic people than average, and in general a lot of us are gender non-conforming. Collectively we just decided gender and gender roles were stupid and I think that’s really cool of us. Although I’m a cisgender woman, I didn’t conform to my middle class suburb’s strict idea of femininity, so I grew up thinking I was bad at being a girl.

I’m good at work that requires repetition and focus. It’s what makes me a really good archivist. I don’t have to interact with people when I’m archiving, and I can do the drudgery neurotypicals get bored doing.

Because of intense childhood bullying by my male peers, I actually have never dated. I’m about to turn 33 and although I don’t need a partner or anything, it would be nice to at least properly try dating. The trauma makes it difficult for me to even initiate talking to men, though.

As you can see, that’s a big mix of positive and negative experiences. Ultimately, getting my diagnosis when I was 20 years old turned out to be an affirming experience and introduced me to the self-advocacy community, which I’m now actively involved in through blogging and AGI. That’s not to downplay my struggles, though. I have good days and bad days, and I’ve met some people who were accepting and understanding and others who were not accommodating in any way. Sometimes the things I have trouble with get in the way at work, like my issues with prioritizing tasks (they all seem equally important in my mind), but sometimes my work is actually enhanced by me being autistic. My adult friend group is mostly made up of fellow neurodiverse people, and I prefer it that way because we understand each other better. There’s a lot more supports than there were when I was younger, so it’s definitely easier to be autistic now than it was when I was growing up, but we still have a long way to go in the disability rights fight, so we need to stick together!

I hope this answers your question, anon! If you’ve got more, feel free to ask me - I’m more than happy to help with things like this!

#replies #Pokemon #Submas #actuallyautistic #autism

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 317: My Boy Was Just Like Me

Previously on BnHA: AFO randomly blew up Lady Nagant as a good reminder of why you should never make a deal with this fucking guy, smdh. Hawks was all “well if it isn’t my two best friends, Deku and Lady Nagant, both of whom I respect and love tremendously.” Everyone was all “??” and Horikoshi was all “shh... just pretend” because it was too embarrassing for him to admit that he forgot to write a couple of set-up flashbacks I guess. Anyway so Hawks got Lady to tell them where AFO was hiding out, and everyone said goodbye to her and Overhaul, who never did get to see his boss (sorry buddy, I’ll send you a vial of my tears in the mail), and headed out to a house in the woods. AFO was all “hello Deku :) :) it sure is fun making you suffer :) :) :) anyways this is a trap”, and blew up the house. Yeah, we all here are getting reaaaaaaaal tired of your shit, AFO.

Today on BnHA: The Hawksquad and Edgeplatoon meet in a warehouse and are all “what should we do about the fact that everything sucks?” Mt. Lady is all “here’s a thought, what if we tried battling AFO with more than six people.” Hawks and Endeavor are all “great initiative, but just a friendly reminder that our friends also suck and would probably betray Deku which would suck further still.” Shouto is all “ANSWER THE PHONE DAD” and Endeavor is all “[IRONICALLY DOESN’T ANSWER THE PHONE].” Meanwhile over in Sadtown, capital of Sadland Prefecture, Japan, Deku is all “All Might, as you can clearly see I am completely fine and good, never been better in fact, definitely not caught up in the throes of an epic mental breakdown which is shutting me down emotionally, anyway so on that note I would like to leave you now goodbye!!” All Might is all “[can’t actually form any words because he’s too distraught].” Fandom is all “o(╥﹏╥)o.” Horikoshi is all “(*＾-’) 乃 [pew pew finger guns and barrel rolls into the darkness].”

sweet jesus lord

this literally doesn’t even look like Deku anymore?? this looks like Dark!Deku who shows up to fight you in that one room in the Water Temple. he looks like he’s about to crawl out of my television set and murder me with his psychic powers good lord

holy shit lmao Horikoshi is really just shrugging his shoulders and resolving last week’s cliffhanger with a single line of dialogue

fire is no one’s weakness. idk what other options you’ve got, AFO, but you’re gonna have to go back to the drawing board. maybe try bees or something. I’m just saying. we’re all expecting fire at this point but nobody is expecting bees

anyway so now they’re all sitting in some warehouse somewhere chatting about it I guess. shoutout to Horikoshi for finally giving my man Edgeshot some more dialogue at long last

well, Edgeshot, to answer your question, she exploded. so naturally she’s fine

nah just kidding, Hawks says she won’t be able to help them out much because she’s recovering from being exploded. this is the part where we all ignore the fact that Hawks got set on fire for like a full ten minutes back during the War arc and was only in the hospital for a day. anyways enjoy your temporary plot hiatus Nagant

man there’s a lot of dialogue here and I’m trying to figure out where to insert commentary but it’s kinda difficult lol. basically, Edge and the others are saying that they should gather up the other remaining heroes and get them all caught up on the whole OFA situation. which, hmmmm

like on the one hand, these guys definitely aren’t going to cut it on their own, so it’s a reasonable suggestion on the face of it. but on the other hand, do we really want to entrust the OFA secret to a bunch of other people, most of whom shat the bed during the War arc to be quite frank? is it really worth the additional risk? especially given that any one of them might go spilling the beans to the public -- or worse, betray them to AFO??

also just a quick side note here, Mt. Lady’s character development never ceases to delight me. she’s become so committed to her responsibility as a hero these days, and it fucking suits her. I genuinely consider to be one of the elites now. I mean it doesn’t hurt that all the other elites are fucking dead lol but still

wait what? Death Arms retired??

Death Arms as in the guy who was too afraid of a little fire to try and save a terrified 14-year-old kid who was slowly suffocating right before his eyes?? that Death Arms???? color me surprised. shocked, I tell you

...okay but holy fuck

Death Arms. bro. my expectations for you were low but holy shit. like I’m sorry, but I don’t even have it in me to try and pretend like I feel the slightest bit of sympathy for him or Old Man Samurai or any of those other guys today. thanks for a whole lot of nothing my dude. good riddance

(ETA: so I’m rereading this the next day and realize this comes off as kind of harsh, so let me just try to clarify. it’s not the fact that he’s quitting that bothers me, to be honest. it’s the fact that he’s quitting specifically because he feels like the public is being mean to him. that’s it.

seriously. it would be one thing if he was quitting because he was scared, because now that is human. nobody wants to die, and I doubt any amount of training can ever fully prepare someone to go up against that fear. but the thing is, he never once mentions that, or talks about the danger aspect. instead, I got the distinct vibe from this speech that Death Arms is one of those people who only became a hero because of the limelight. and I just don’t have any patience for that. if all you care about are likes and subscribes then go become a fucking youtuber or some shit. nothing wrong with that! but you didn’t; you signed up to be a hero and protect these people. they gave you their respect and admiration because they trusted you to protect them. and now that they’re no longer in the mood to worship and applaud your every move on account of them being scared shitless because they’re living in the literal end times, you decide to dip. so like okay, fine then. don’t let the door hit you on the way out. anyways lol sorry for the rant.)

anyway so yeah. perfect example of why I don’t exactly have a ton of faith in most of the remaining heroes out there lol. also let me just once again give a shoutout to my best girl Mt. Lady whom I suddenly find myself appreciating all the more

“please calm down makeste. drink some water and enjoy this fresh new jeans pun” listen Horikoshi don’t tell me what to do dammit

fine. it is a nice pun, I guess

-- damn so now Endeavor’s saying that the media is already being fed info by the retired heroes. so for some of these guys it wasn’t enough for them to abandon all the people they swore to protect and to leave their fellow heroes out in the cold; they decided they might as well actively make things worse for them while they were at it, huh. like I get wanting to spill all the dirty secrets from your old job that you just quit, but this isn’t Jeff Bezos you’re screwing over, this is a sixteen-year-old kid

-- like, yes!! this, right here!!

exactly!! let’s not forget that there are already two prior instances of this happening. Endeavor arguably deserved it, but Katsuki not so much

huh. Endeavor seems to have a more optimistic outlook regarding this than I do lol

I mean, this is the same public that didn’t hesitant to blame a kidnapped child for his own kidnapping, and then later on for being the downfall of the Symbol of Peace. but okay then

anyway so blah blah blah, more talk about how they need to use Deku as bait, which basically puts them back at square one, and then they’re all just trailing off into silence and sitting around in the dark lmao this is getting very depressing

SKDJFLSDKJ:LFKJ

SHOUTO?????

NOOOOOOOO ARE YOU KIDDING ME

OH HOW THE TURNTABLES OMG. THE GHOSTER HAS BECOME THE GHOSTEE. Endeavor you petty son of a bitch. and what a brutal cut to that flashback too. “let’s stop Touya together” nah Shouto I’ve got a better idea why don’t I abandon you in U.A. and sally off with Hawks and Jeanist to found the “let’s pretend like we’re doing something to help Deku” club, which basically consists of us sitting around making terrible decisions all day long

Shouto, honey. you deserve better my little Coca Cola can. .........but if you really do have something important you need to tell your dad you could just text it to him. all the love and support, hugs and kisses, you’re doing amazing sweetie. but if you need to pass on any vital information you can just write it down and hit send honey that’s all I’m saying love

now he’s getting another call?? -- or, no, Hawks is getting a call from All Might

ARE YOU FOR REAL HAWKS OMFG

so while you all were sitting around talking about how useless you are, the kid you’re supposed to be protecting was battling another hired gun. I see. please pardon me for one second, I have a phone call to make. the phone call is to RockLockRock and Manual. the reason for the call is to apologize for calling them the worst bodyguards ever back during the War arc. the reason for the apology is because it turns out I WAS SEVERELY MISTAKEN OMFG

JESUS CHRIST DEKU DID YOU JUST KILL THIS MAN LMAO

shoutout to Horikoshi for offscreening this fight. we get it, lol. Deku strong and scary, villains ineffectual and feeble, and AFO... [checks notes] yep, still a dick. the angst arc continues

-- the angst arc continues, SIR

jesus christ I may have to rethink all of my opinions about Deku being framed for murder in movie 3 lmao. never mind. he did it, your honor

holy fucking shit Deku. “he might blow up, so please be careful” fdlskjflk jlskdjflk lwkejflk anyway so I’ve decided the explosion running gag can stay, actually

DEKU WAIT YOU FORGOT YOUR LUNCH!!

lol why do I get the feeling some serious shit is about to go down. ALL MIGHT NEVER MIND BACK OFF I THINK HE NEEDS HIS SPACE

OH MY FUCK I GASPED OUT LOUD

NO NO NO. I KNEW THIS WAS COMING GODDAMMIT BUT NO. NEVER MIND, I CHANGED MY MIND ABOUT IT, I’M NOT READY TO CRY TODAY

shit. shit shit shit shit and OF COURSE all I can fucking think about is that stupid fucking prophecy and gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Deku please. please please please if you really are going to leave All Might here, please be so very careful in choosing your farewell words to him now because have this sudden horrible fear that this might be the last time you ever see him alive and oh god. oh god oh god

DEKU NO, YOU’RE REALLY NOT!?!?

I HAVE NEVER SEEN ANYONE LESS FINE IN MY LIFE, ACTUALLY????

holy shit. and the fucking callback to the prophecy now. just in case we forgot. WHICH FYI, WE DIDN’T. but that’s basically confirming that this is all still very much on the table and HORIKOSHI NEVER FORGETS oh my god someone please hold me

and the fact that Deku’s flashing back to it now too, though?? because he never forgot either, because of course he didn’t, and now all this stuff is happening, and AFO’s words are getting to him, and this is literally his worst fear come to life and so of course he’s distancing himself from everyone, and now it’s finally come to even this. even the person he admires most

-- OKAY NO, FUCKING COME ON ALREADY I CAN’T TAKE THIS

I GET IT OH MY GOD, I ALREADY UNDERSTAND THE EMOTIONAL IMPACT OF THIS MOMENT WITHOUT ALL OF THE DEVASTATING FLASHBACKS THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH!! YOU ACTUALLY DO WANT ME TO CRY, HUH, IS THAT IT. THIS MAN THAT HE THINKS OF AS A FATHER, THIS MAN WHO HAS BEEN EVERYTHING TO HIM SINCE HE WAS A VERY YOUNG CHILD. EVERYTHING THEY’VE BEEN THROUGH, JUXTAPOSED AGAINST EVERYTHING DEKU IS UP AGAINST, EVERYTHING THAT’S AT RISK. LET’S JUST PUT IT ALL SIDE BY SIDE. LET’S JUST PILE ON ALL OF THE FEELS

(ETA: just a quick note that even though some of the posts I’ve read have described these as All Might’s flashbacks, I’m pretty sure they are Deku’s. most of these are scenes that only he was there for, so yeah. even though All Might is the one thinking the thoughts on the next page, the flashbacks are what’s running through Deku’s mind right now, and so we’re getting that emotion from both of them, which makes it extra devastating lol.)

wait, what???

WHAT??? do you really think that’s why he’s been so determined to protect you this entire time?? simply because you’re his successor?

-- oh no wait lol I think I got that mixed up, this is All Might saying that Deku feels the need to protect him. well that makes more sense lol

oh my god I cannot

his last words. his last words to him. and we can’t even see if he is smiling, like All Might always encouraged him to do. but what are the odds he can’t actually bring himself to do it. what are the odds he’s actually crying. oh god this scene is going to rip my heart out and STOMP on it in the anime isn’t it. Deku’s VA is going to full on murder me with emotion. not that there’ll be much of me left to murder after the thorough job that Horikoshi has already done here

YOU’RE CRYING. DEKU IS LEAVING ALL MIGHT AND IGNORING HIS OUTSTRETCHED HAND AND YOU’RE CRYING. AND BY “YOU” I MEAN “ME”, FUCK

nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope no words just feels just a big ol’ pile of feels. I do not have the strength. future me... [broadly gestures] good luck with all that

(ETA: LOL, WELL THEN.

what breaks my heart here is All Might. All Might, and everything he’s been through, and history repeating itself, and forcing him to live this moment from both sides because he wasn’t strong enough to fix things.

Toshinori had only just turned eighteen when Nana died. like, I feel like we don’t mention this enough. the All Might we know is a sixty-something-year-old man, and so everyone always talks about him like he’s basically been an adult forever. but he was a child when he met Nana. and he was still just a child when she died. barely a year older than Deku is now. younger than Mirio was when we first met him.

and we don’t talk about that. we don’t talk about how devastating that was for him. and we don’t talk about how the reason he grew up to become so reserved and withdrawn -- for all that he always tried so hard to outwardly project the image of a bold, confident, smiling hero -- was specifically because of what AFO did to him. because AFO targeted him in the exact way that he is now targeting Deku. because that’s what he does. he goes after every new user of OFA, and he finds out what’s most important to them, and then he destroys it. and for Toshinori, that was Nana. if you’ve read All Might Rising, you know that AFO basically killed her in front of him (and only killed her, while letting Toshinori and Gran get away). Toshinori (while crying) later says she was like a mother to him. and interestingly enough, during this same conversation, Gran tells Toshinori that he can see “that madness in [his] eyes” when Toshi talks about becoming strong enough to defeat AFO. madness in his eyes. sound familiar??

what’s happening to Deku now is the exact same thing that happened to Toshinori when he was a boy. AFO tried every bit as hard to break him as he’s trying with Deku now. “the path you’ve chosen is a thorny one. every battle grinds away at your soul with no end in sight.” we don’t talk about how Toshinori experienced this same thing for forty fucking years. and all the while isolating himself, exactly like Deku is doing now. pushing people away, exactly like Deku. because he never had anyone who was able to reach out and pull him back. and those words that he now finds himself frozen and unable to speak -- “don’t push yourself”; “you can rest” -- are the same words that no one ever said to him until decades later, when it was already far too late to make any difference.

everything that Deku is experiencing now is what Toshinori also went through. and it’s only now, as he watches it happen to his student, the boy he loves like a son, that he’s finally starting to realize the full extent of how wrong it was. you shouldn’t have to fight alone. you shouldn’t have to bear that kind of enormous burden alone. you shouldn’t have to push yourself, and you can rest. you can rest.

but it’s too late. just as he’s finally coming to understand it all, it’s all too fucking late. and he can’t say the words, he doesn’t know how to say the words, and then just like that, Deku is gone.

and he’s alone. again.)

I can’t. this can’t be their goodbye. I’m not ready. for this to be how they finally part, and then they never see each other again except in OFA. how is that fair. how is that fair. how is that fair

fuck me. lol. how many pages are left in this thing. let’s just wrap this up lol. so now of all the times for this fucking guy to finally show up

I can’t believe Stain has been here literally this entire time hiding behind this random wall and cutting onions. that was you who was cutting the onions, right. no need to answer that we’ll just say it was

HORIKOSHI JUST END THE CHAPTER PLEASE I’M OUT OF SPOONS. YOU HURT ME SO GOOD AND I LOVE YOU FOR IT BUT YOU NEED TO LET ME GO NOW SO I CAN BEGIN THE PROCESS OF TRYING TO PUT MY LIFE BACK IN ORDER HERE. SO WHERE ARE WE CUTTING TO NOW WHAT IS HAPPENING

Stain did you also let AFO give you a new quirk. what’s with you guys. do you like blowing up

oh nvm lol because they were talking about THIS GUY ohhhhhh my fucking god

THAT’S BECAUSE HE’S SAD, LINDA!! jesus

omfg. and so yes, good, the chapter is ending here now on page 15. for once I am FULLY on board with that lmao

anyway so tune in next week for more adventures of Werewolf Deku!! that is, assuming we don’t finally cut back to U.A. at long last, which is actually a strong possibility considering that this chapter will likely mark the end of volume 31. it sure wouldn’t kill Horikoshi to start giving us some hope after everything he’s just put us through lol. KACCHAN COME GET YA BOY

#bnha 317 #all might #midoriya izuku #and endeavor and hawks and mt. lady and all the rest of them I guess #literally forgot all about them by the end lol #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha meta #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #this wound up so long lmao I'm so sorry

[wolf-and-bard]

The Geraskier divorce attorney AU of my dreams (hear me out):

-Geralt doesn't have regulars. Of course, he doesn't have regulars, he's a divorce attorney, a good one at that; sure sometimes there are clients that hire him twice because of mistakes or short-lived marriages, or he will have the odd person whose ex-partner he once helped, but in his ten-year-career, he's never once had a person come to him more than twice

-He has never married. The few long-term relationships he had didn't amount to anything in that regard and perhaps his job has spoiled the whole affair for him; there's never been a need either, he has his daughter Ciri, has his horse Roach which he rides on weekends, he couldn't be more content (or so he thinks)

(-Jaskier knows that many people would and do call him a whore, an adulterer, but he isn't. He is a romantic, a fall-in-lover, a dreamer, a free spirit. Which is why he gave himself the name 'Jaskier' (much more befitting of his character than Julian, what a common name) and why he tends to end up at the altar... more often than is strictly normative)

-The first time Jaskier enters Geralt's office, he acts as though it's the beginning of a Broadway show. He walks in, stands in the middle of the room and opens his arms wide. "Good day," he twitters and flashes Geralt the brightest grin. Geralt raises his eyebrows, but he isn't about to turn away a guy who looks affluent enough he can charge him a little extra. "Hello?" - "Julian Alfred Pankratz, call me Jaskier." Jaskier settles into the chair opposite Geralt's desk and puts his leather-clad feet up on them. Geralt pushes them off and asks: "Mr. Pankratz, what can I do for you?" - "Ah yes. My lover and muse, the Countess de Stael, has left me for another. The problem is that we got married just last month and I'm afraid she is going to bleed me dry if I don't have a proper attorney. You've been recommended to me by a friend. What do you say? Help out a fool?" What? Countess? Well. "Fine," Geralt says. "Let's talk fees."

-Jaskier is a lot and when the divorce is through and all aspects of their working relationship are settled, Geralt calls his babysitter - Yen's always happy to jump in on short notice - and invites his colleagues Lambert and Eskel to get drunk. Jaskier was annoying and exhausting, constantly babbling and flirting with Geralt and, god, he never wants to see him again.

-Of course, Geralt sees him again. By the time he does - half a year after the first time - Geralt has almost forgotten about Jaskier and his stupid Countess and how utterly drained that job left him. Jaskier sounds cheerful on the phone, not at all the common cadence for Geralt's clients, and comes into the office with two Macchiatos and a box of donuts; disgruntled, but unable to say no to sugar, Geralt allows for them to have the coffee over their conversation about Jaskier's upcoming divorce and it makes it more bearable. "So," Geralt says. "Give me a rough outline of the situation." Just to be prepared. Jaskier grins, wipes a sprinkle off his lips and takes a sip of coffee. "This is going to sound ridiculous, but hear me out. So about two months after you helped me last time, the Countess de Stael gave me a call..." Geralt wants to smack the man when he is done his well-embellished tale. Jaskier is obviously being used. But he's not here to judge, he's here to do his job and Jaskier pays well.

-The third is a woman called Molly. Geralt never gets to meet her, Jaskier never talks about her, it is as though she doesn't exist as more than a job to get done, a contract to fulfill. Aside from the topic of his soon to be ex-wife, Jaskier is more talkative than usual. He asks questions about Geralt's personal life, talks about his job - of course he's a broadway performer, 'star' doesn't quite apply - lingers. Geralt finds he... doesn't mind this time. It's nice to socialize for a bit, even if it is within the general bounds of his job. Jaskier makes him laugh somehow.

-"You should give me a discount," Jaskier jokes when he's there to leave a paycheck for Geralt for the fourth time (that Countess again, Geralt doesn't understand how they got married three times in a span of two years (in addition to that Molly woman)). "I don't give out discounts," Geralt replies. - "Why not? I'm a loyal customer, you should have a system for this." - "Mr. Pankratz, do you realize that you are the only person I know who goes through this many marriages in such a short amount of time?" - "Always knew I was special," Jaskier laughs and leaves with a small wave.

-"Okay, Geralt, what the hell?" Lambert asks, strutting in after Jaskier's gone with a bad temper written across his face. "Who is this man? And why does he keep coming back? You know I can hear his voice from my office. So if, like, you're having some sort of strange workplace affair, cut it the fuck out." -  "He's just an idiot who keeps getting married," Geralt says and waves Lambert away. He doesn't add that he kind of starts to miss the idiot.

-Priscilla is very nearly a different story, something Geralt only finds out after the fact. Jaskier breaks down before their court appointment, sobbing into Geralt's shoulder that he can't do it, he can't let her go, why doesn't she want him; by that point Geralt has known Jaskier for almost four years and the thought of him staying in a marriage for longer than half of one makes him queasy, gives him little bursts of pain against his breastbone; in truth, he's glad Priscilla's leaving Jaskier, antsy that it took almost a year for them to split up; she approaches him after the divorce is through, while Jaskier's in the courthouse bathroom crying his eyes out. "Tell him I'm sorry," Priscilla says and Geralt scowls at her. "Tell him I wouldn't have left him if I didn't have to. Tell him to wait for me." She leaves and Geralt doesn't even know why he should be the one to relay that message to Jaskier and so he doesn't. Jaskier never mentions her again.

-The sixth time is the Countess de Stael again and Geralt already prepared his case from the e-mail Jaskier sent ahead. The last three times all went in favour of the noblewoman who was able to protect her fortune, but Geralt thinks he can make a case for emotional manipulation and get Jaskier at least a sizable indemnity. "Mr. Pankratz," Geralt says when Jaskier comes for their appointment.  "Are you ever going to call me Jaskier?" Jaskier replies with a sigh and drops into the chair. His hair is tousled, there are deep half-moons under his eyes which look like he spent the whole night crying. Geralt's heart feels bruised, but he can't get involved dammit. "That would be inappropriate," he grunts. They get to work and Jaskier walks out with a broken-heart and a swollen bank account.

-"When will you give up on that woman?" Geralt asks when Jaskier saunters into his office one Friday, not three months after the last divorce. It's late afternoon and Geralt's ready for a weekend of watching Disney movies with Ciri, but Jaskier's always a sight for sore eyes these days. Not for the first time does Geralt consider asking him out for coffee, but the fact that he's only ever seeing Geralt because he's in need of a(nother) divorce somehow poses a barrier. "Now that is not very professional of you. To answer your question: right now. That's why I'm here." And for the first time with these two, it's Jaskier that wants the divorce, Jaskier that takes the initiative. He's only ever been the one to get dumped. Geralt's up all night thinking about that.

-For an entire year, Jaskier does not return and that annoys Geralt. He finds himself fretting, distracted, hoping Jaskier will turn up with another marriage to be dealt with, but he doesn't. The thought that Jaskier might have found someone he wants to stay with makes him physically ill. His code of conduct forbids him from using Jaskier's contact info though. Maybe this is for the best and anyway, Geralt is down to earth while Jaskier is... well, Jaskier. An emotional roller-coaster. He has his daughter and his horse and all is well. Only it isn't because Geralt managed to fall in love with Jaskier. (When Lambert and Eskel find out they laugh at him for two hours straight)

-Jaskier does turn up eventually, but not to get divorced again. He waits outside the building where Geralt works with two cups of coffee in hand and a tired smile. Geralt lets himself be led to a nearby bench, lets Jaskier speak. "I considered proposing to random strangers just to have another botched marriage for you to get me out of," Jaskier says. "But that would have been rather inconsiderate and there are easier ways to see you." - "I thought you might have found one that sticks," Geralt replies, tracing the rim of his coffee cup with a finger. "I might have."  Jaskier winks at Geralt and Geralt decides to throw caution to the wind. He leans over and kisses Jaskier's lips, then mutters, "I don't ever want to see you in my office again." - "And here I thought that your desk would make such a great hmph..." Geralt shuts him up with another kiss. It feels right.  

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