#we were ROBBED of their friendship before Jason came

[the-firebird69]

Watch "The Sopranos theme song - Woke up this morning" on YouTube

This is it wild animals are wild animals and they live to survive and they survive to live he has never get it but one guy got it he said just I'm trying to do this that's all he left you a sad cuz he got put out of the house and never find it so he built his own little house and our son helped him he has friends or his and they don't eat each other mostly once again wicked fighting or one of the guys now starving that's really taboo and you know it is and they help each other he made a little neighborhood and feed our son to the design competition so we got him award and he put it in there and when did he recognize it and said he still loves me and it's the human guy who took him in and they have friendship so I wonder what happened to him and yes or no and we know what happened to him his hiking one day in that area and he died and that's why the award was there and he didn't leave it there for him he dropped it now he left it there because he saw their houses

This show is on and it started in Earnest and the money was taking up there and it's being taken from all over and it's going to Jersey and they're trying to attract the forces the robberies will commence starting tonight and into tomorrow in a very very big way and very big way and one of the world's happens it fails and they try Alabama right now they're going after the money all over the world and all of the United States mostly on the east coast and the upper Midwest before it closes and they are combining into Jersey and there's a little war going on there

Thor Freya

If you forgot about it again and it's supposed to be Warhammer no it's an intro to a movie but you're doing this it's very important and huge and involves both of us it's gigantic and very happy with it and it started sicario it will start. It's a lovely movie series has a lot of stuff happening and lovely is a funny word for it he says it's really nasty but it's good and it gets a lot of stuff happening this place stagnated and it was terrifyingly bad it's still a nightmare but it's getting better and the head of social security did not die she suffered a severe injuries to her body and she landed in the water and it was in Hemet and he said does that lake up there and she aimed for it and she just barely made it and she was in about 10 ft off the edge now it's like 20 foot and she was in about 20 for the water and it works with the dress and she makes a dress like it but a little bit better and she become a storm and she knows how to do it but she needs chips and they're going to go for them and this is where it begins not ends for the superhero crowd and that's what they're saying this formed because he gets into a fight with BG and you can see him fighting in a clip where he is supposedly training but VG kicks in the chest any suffers some injuries today and they're bad broken bones and he decides to make an armor in iron Man although it's iron Man 2 iron Man one comes up because he has a similar problem but he gets captured and taken away and he's stuck with a guy who was the store keep and the bad boys came in Will Smith and Martin Lawrence and Sherry and they thought that they were robbing them and they weren't any spazzed out and he fled the country he thought he was in trouble with those two cops who are hardly cops at all and he's out there somewhere being held by Tommy F and Jason for some reason they think he knows what he's doing and he doesn't really and he needs Tony Stark there he says so they go and try and do a test on the desert of Tony's missile and it's new because it's a highly powerful weapon with multiple grenades and he wants to have them develop it and have him make it they actually started off doing it already he's doing some of it and he's making a bunch of these and we do understand that and he's located in Miami and California and other places and he gets captured and they have iron Man suits and fly but they put attachments on and his unique because you don't have to have an attachment and my husband designed it and he is going to find George's design and out in the desert believe it or not it's going on now and that's why they're out in the desert at that location

Hera

Wow good goin

Zues

Great lol

Hera

Haha it sound funny together but they love each other and she really controls him it's like a big dog and a leash so watch out it's like Betty in the hulk and Betty is actually another Hulk but the movie is depleted and sadly is weak doesn't die but she gets hurt and towards the end of the movie a couple times and she tries to get big and can't and she's on an inhibitor and it's like Prilosec trying to find the antidote and sees it it's this green vial that he's been taking and she drinks it and feels better and she feels really bad and flushes and does it a few times and starts to turn green it doesn't get it but that's part of why it works and she says I wonder why that works and she looks at it and the description it says it'll do wonders for you but really underneath it has this chemicals and it made sense to her a little and she started getting really big and started whipping ass and she's the Hulk in the next movie and he looks a little odd he says how can it be as a Betty there and it's a different one and it's the skinny guy that's really a girl he says it sounds like a guy and I said yeah that's true you don't really see her do it and it's not the Abomination that's actually not one of them and the Hulk fight between them is like a possessed Hulk believe it or not otherwise he'll be gone and that happens because of Jupiter ascending and something goes from the ship to Mars and we think it's because the ship was exploding and they fled and grass started growing later on but that's because of Schwarzenegger, and total recall. And that happens because he gets shot in California when he's trying to take over the governor's job is very true

Hera again

Zues

Olympus

#Youtube

[briamichellewrites]

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Bradley happened to stumble across an article about a woman being convicted of child abuse. The article didn’t give the child’s name, due to her being underage. The article mentioned the child had been given drugs by her mother. She had been given a plea deal because of severe mental illness. The child had been rushed to the hospital and admitted into detox after it was discovered she had amphetamines in her system. He was disgusted and upset. What kind of person would do that to their daughter?

He printed the article off and showed it to Brad when he visited him, just because he found it interesting. Brad read through it before looking at the date. Yeah, that’s Ellie. Her mother abused her and almost killed her by giving her amphetamines to keep her energy levels up. She was a child actress, who had been working since she was a baby. Because of the abuse, Elliot couldn’t have coffee.

She couldn’t stand the smell. For a long time, she self-harmed by hitting herself. She spent time in the hospital for it. It also caused her to have difficulty trusting women. How old was she when she was rescued? She was ten years old. Her mind had protected her from it because she couldn’t remember very much of what happened before going into foster care. If they were to ask her for details, she wouldn’t be able to tell them. Bradley expressed his disgust. Who would do that to a child?

“A diagnosed narcissist with bipolar disorder and histrionic personality disorder. Her mother had been arrested before for trespassing and soliciting – prostitution. Those charges were not enough to get her taken from her but they made CPS aware of them.”

“When did you meet her?”

“I met her when she was three years old. She was an extra in Thelma and Louise. I would play with her while on the set. I didn’t find out she was my daughter until she was twelve. Her foster parents had started the process of adopting her. We gave her a choice and she chose to live with me.”

She was a great kid. Every day was different. She had a huge imagination and she came up with the most interesting stories while playing with her Barbie dolls. When he was filming in LA, she stayed with her foster parents to give her a break from traveling. Did she still stay in contact with them? She just had contact with her foster father, Mike. Her foster mother was his girlfriend. She cut off contact with him and his girlfriend after catching them in bed together.

He was part of an affair. Yeah, she had to be the one to tell Mike. If it wasn’t for the accident, he didn’t think she would have anything to do with him. He made a lot of mistakes by letting her smoke cigarettes and drinking alcohol starting when she was thirteen years old. That was one of his regrets. His biggest regret was the affair because Mike was a great friend to him.

Their friendship was mostly co-parenting. Mike was friendly towards him but it wasn’t what it used to be. Were they married? No, they were dating but they had been in a relationship for a very long time and were talking about getting married. He took those years he had with Elliot for granted because he never thought he would lose her. She cut off contact with him for two years while she lived with Mike. It was when she was sixteen did he learn that she was suing him for emancipation.

“In her mind, Mike is the only person who hasn’t left her. She holds him on a pedestal.”

Bradley felt he had a better understanding of who Elliot was. She had gone through horrible abuse by the person who should have protected her: her mother. He mentioned that he had asked her out. What did she say? Yeah. He laughed and congratulated him. Elliot was going to be great for him. He joked that he liked him, but not enough for him to consider him as his son-in-law. I’m not thinking about that yet. He laughed again.

Jason privately texted Rob asking for a date. He accepted the invitation for that Friday evening. They agreed to go to a restaurant that had vegan and non-vegan options for dinner. Then, going back to Jason’s. Before meeting at the restaurant, Rob took a shower, washed his hair, and made sure he looked good. Mike texted him good luck! His little brother had given him the news that they were going out.

He was full of anxiety because he hadn’t been on a date in what felt like forever! A million things were going through his head. What if he fucked up and he never wanted to see him again? When he pulled into the parking lot, he turned off the engine before running his hands down his face. You are not going to fuck up, Robert! You will not fuck up! He did his breathing exercises before being calm enough to get out of the car.

During dinner, they talked and laughed so much he forgot about his anxiety. Jason was everything he wanted in a boyfriend. Even though he drank alcohol and was into the bar scene, he respected that he didn’t drink because of his religious beliefs. They could spend time at each other’s houses or go out somewhere else. They talked about food. He was interested in trying something Japanese.

Mike wanted to know. At the same time, he didn’t. What his little brother did with his dates was none of his business, as long as he was being careful and was tested regularly. If he and Rob hooked up, he didn’t want to know. What about him? At almost thirty years old, he thought he would be married by now. Things hadn’t turned out that way. If he had chosen to marry Anna after she cheated, he would have never been able to trust her.

His mind would just replay her and Brad in bed together. He still had trouble with his PISD symptoms, which made him scared of dating again. Still, he was lonely. Finding a woman for one night wouldn’t be enough to cure his loneliness. His therapist encouraged him to take his time. He was still very young and had plenty of time. It was also okay if he decided he didn’t want to date ever again.

As long as he took care of his mental health. He had the option of adopting or using a surrogate to be a single parent. Having kids was always a long-term goal for him. He just thought he would have a wife first. The first step was always the scariest. Maybe he just had to go out there and see what there was. He had another appointment with his therapist, so he decided to bring it up. His mother wanted him to find a girlfriend because she worried about him.

“Mom, I’m okay. I promise.”

He had to laugh because she was always looking out for them. Thanks, mom. Maybe he should get a dog. It would help him get out of the house and give him unconditional love. He had wanted a French bulldog for years! Now, he could finally get one. He had done a budget of how much a dog would cost and he could afford it. Mike, you are a genius! Yeah, he knew that. He laughed at himself before going to his laptop to see where he could adopt a French bulldog puppy.

I want to know but I don’t. – Mike

It was the best evening I’ve had in a long time! Everything else is TMI. – Rob

Thanks for sharing. – Mike

No problem. I’ll be sure to give you every last detail. – Rob

Please don’t. – Mike

Jason pulled out after emptying everything into Rob. He laid down beside him as he pulled the covers up over their naked bodies. Was it everything Rob dreamed of? Yes. He had loved his body in every way possible. Jason leaned over and kissed him before getting up and going to the bathroom to clean up. Rob lay in bed on cloud nine. This was what it felt like to be a gay man.

@zoeykaytesmom @feelingsofaithless @alina-dixon @fiickle-nia @boricuacherry-blog

[fandam]

Leo: *tells Piper about his trauma*

Piper:

Leo: you can laugh, it's funny

Piper:

Piper: did you just quote Avatar the Last Airbender?

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[ghostbustershq]

Ghostbusters: Afterlife - Trailer 2 Full Breakdown

This is it, this is definitely it!

A meaty and goosebump-evoking trailer just dropped today for Ghostbusters: Afterlife.

Much like the first trailer, the main focus of this is the family - forced to move to Oklahoma after falling on tough times. Janine, Terror Dogs, Mini Pufts, and Ghostbusting in motion as Jason Reitman has referred to it are all here. There’s a whole lot here to unpack, plus a whole lot that I’m sure we still haven’t seen. In fact, I would argue that we now have a pretty complete picture of what’s in store come November and are being shown just enough to tide us over until the fall.

This was a solid trailer. It hit all of the right notes. It invoked goosebumps on several occasions. And oh boy, does it demonstrate that Jason Reitman wasn’t kidding when he told us hardcore nerds that if we loved easter eggs, we were in for a treat.

Let’s break it down, shall we?

A GREAT MOM

The trailer begins with a very quiet and intimate bit of dialogue between Paul Rudd’s Mr. Grooberson and Carrie Coon’s Callie.

The two sit at a table, and while the trailer frames it to appear to be Spinners, a quick glimpse at the wall next to the two in a later shot shows they’re actually in a Chinese restaurant. In fact, I love that Grooberson has what looks to be one of the deluxe Benihana cocktails in a ceramic glass in front of him. Grooberson tells Callie that she’s a great mom, but she’s not so sure. Callie feels like she’s been a great mother to her oldest, Trevor (Finn Wolfhard). But feels like her introverted daughter Phoebe (McKenna Grace) keeps her at a distance. There’s a sense that Callie and Phoebe can’t find much common ground, and for this her mother is struggling.

I really love how the trailer gently brings us into the world, helps set the stage, and gives us several glimpses of some of the incredible cinematography in store from Eric Steelberg.

AN AWKWARD, NERDY KID

Grooberson’s dialogue reassures Callie that what Phoebe is going through is normal. He calls her an “awkward, nerdy kid” to imagery of her at school being teased. Ghostbusters: The Video Game fans concerned about if the story and events from the game will somehow be referenced or acknowledged in some way will probably quickly notice the Doritos product placement. Hours of gameplay has trained them well.

Anyway, not only is Phoebe failing to connect with her mother on a deeper level, but it appears that she’s an outsider at school as well. It makes the friendship we know she’s to have with Podcast (Logan Kim) that much sweeter. And you feel for her right out of the gate here, hoping that she’ll find that friend as soon as possible.

Callie and Grooberson’s conversation comes to a conclusion with Phoebe’s mother just wishing, “she’d get into some trouble.” As her mother laments about her daughter needing to be bold and a little more adventurous, we see a continuation of the scene from the first trailer in which Phoebe solves a puzzle built into the floor of the farmhouse in order to find a hidden ghost trap. Perhaps Ghostbusting is exactly the trouble the young and brainy kid needs?

As we, the audience, see the familiar ghost trap, there’s quite literally a drum roll added to the music scoring of the trailer. Perhaps Ghostbusting is exactly the trouble we need too.

JANINE, YOU HAVEN’T CHANGED

The trailer continues with the Trevor dialogue we heard in the first trailer as he explains to Lucky (Celeste O’Connor) that they’re broke and the only thing they have is a “creepy old farmhouse” left to them by their grandfather. But that is the lead in to our first major surprise of the trailer: a glimpse of Annie Potts’ return as Janine Melnitz!

Janine jokes to Callie that her father wasn’t much of a homemaker. “He could hardly keep the power on,” Janine says with a chuckle. If there was any question of the family lineage, this trailer solidifies that Callie and her family are Spengler through-and-through.

It should be noted at this point that the quiet music that accompanied the beginning of the trailer suddenly has these eerie choral notes added to it. Adding a little bit of that paranormal/otherworldly feeling but keeping the trailer light and playful. I’m not sure if this is Rob Simonsen’s score, but if I had to guess given the way the music builds and shifts, this is an original music bed for the trailer only.

It’s also interesting to see how we’ll be able to revisit the past in the film by use of footage from the original (as seen in the YouTube videos playing on various computers) but also the use of one of my favorite set photography moments framed and displayed in the farmhouse presented as a personal photograph. I know, given how some people reacted to seeing a headshot of Sean Connery used in an Indiana Jones film, these types of touches can take people out of a film. But I think the trailer gives us a great idea of how these moments will be integrated and I love it.

The trailer takes a hard turn with a great back and forth between Callie and Janine. Callie tells Janine that it sounds like her father has left her nothing. Janine playfully retorts, “Well, I wouldn’t say nothing.” This line is masterfully juxtaposed with Trevor opening the barn doors to find the Ectomobile housed under a tarp. The music comes to a crescendo as Trevor lifts the tarp and reveals the Ghostbusters Mooglie logo.

Let’s call this goosebumps moment number one.

THE ONLY ONE WITH AN ENGINE

It’s this part of the trailer where it does something that’s a rarity these days, and that I appreciate so much: the music takes a breath and completely drops off to give us a small vignette of a scene from the film. Phoebe enters the barn to find Trevor working on the Ecto. She ribs him that, of all the broken down cars on the farm, he’s chosen “the station wagon.” Trevor responds that his vehicle of choice was the only one with an engine.

The music and percussion come back in full force to score Trevor on a joy ride through the wheat fields of the farm. He seems to be having a good time.

So am I… this was definitely goosebumps moment number two.

A STORM COMING

Act Two of the trailer starts with a dark and ominous storm coming into Sumerville. There’s trouble in small town Oklahoma. Grooberson reiterates his line about a town with no faultlines shaking on a daily basis to Trevor and Phoebe. Only this time, he receives a response: “Maybe it’s the apocalypse.” Phoebe delivers the line to Grooberson with such amazing deadpan earnestness that you can tell she and grandpa might have a whole lot in common. Including their sense of humor.

The line gives us a good chuckle to break the tension but also sets the stage for what’s to come in the trailer: exactly what Phoebe has predicted.

EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON

As Phoebe tells us that “Egon came here for a reason,” an archival piece of footage and dialogue from the first film plays on her laptop: the commercial playing on Dana Barrett’s television at 55 CPW. As the original Ghostbusters give you their sales pitch, this is where the trailer really kicks into modern trailer overdrive.

Flashes of imagery including the PKE meter, Mini Puft mayhem at Wal-Mart, and more quickly breathe in and out. In fact, if this trailer is our Christmas present in July, this is where we’re unwrapping and unpacking what’s inside the box.

But we also get glimpses of a creepy underground temple with some pretty intense architecture and even creepier statue work. Terror dog/human hybrid statues flanking what looks to be a pharaoh with wings. And gaunt peasants all reaching out to it all. Did Sumerians have pharaohs? Or is this something else? Certainly seems like if there were Gozer worshippers out there, this might be a stone tribute to them.

The kids discover the terrifying temple and Trevor gives us an “oh my god” to punctuate as they see what we see.

NICE DOGGY, CUTE LITTLE POOCH

Right about this part of the trailer is where my brain explodes and I’m not sure where to start. Imagery is rapid fire as the shit hits the fan.

Phoebe looks into a cauldron in the temple (where there’s numbers behind her that we’ll have to analyze further at some point). And the cork pops on the bottle. As she does so, there’s a terrifying growl in the background foreshadowing some familiar imagery we’re about to see.

But before we get to that, two incredible things are seen as well: familiar purple PKE trails that look a whole lot like those that explode from the firehouse and converge at Spook Central. And, as Grooberson’s line about New York City looking like “The Walking Dead” is repurposed to sound like he’s talking about Sumerville, there’s an incredible physical creature design sitting at a lunch counter. A half-decomposed cabbie maybe? Wearing a 1970’s collar and neckerchief. To my eye, I’d be willing to bet that’s the work of Arjen Tuiten and his team of creature designers. And it’d make Steve Johnson proud.

Plus it’s such a funny image of this corpse sitting at a lunch counter, and the waiter is pour him coffee like it ain’t no thing. I love it.

Back to man’s worst friend: the terror dogs make several appearances in the trailer. First as a cool half-manifested entity above Groobersen and again chasing the poor guy out of a Wal-Mart. Is Groobersen haunted by these things like Louis Tully? Or is something else going on here?

IN A SPIRITUAL SENSE, OF COURSE

If there was a moment that I expected Ray Parker Jr.’s iconic theme song to kick into full gear, this would have been it. The icing on the cake of the trailer, after we see the dead rising from the grave and all hell breaking loose, is Trevor, Phoebe and Podcast all in the Ecto chasing after what we now know is Muncher. The editorial of this is insanely cool. And we get to see the Remote Trap Vehicle (RTV) deployed from the Ecto and how it’s used in the pursuit of Muncher. We’ve seen the gunner seat, but the beats that this moment in the trailer hit, well…

Goosebumps moment number three.

VENKMAN, WE’RE NOT HOME

After all the debate among friends if there would be a “Chewie, We’re Home” moment in this trailer - where we’d see one of the original Ghostbusters live and in the flesh, we got the perfect tease. As Grooberson, Phoebe and Podcast watch the conclusion of the original 1984 ad, the trailer closes with a phone ringing inside a very familiar looking Occult Book shop.

Tattooed arms (I’ve tried with everything I can to see what the tattoo says) pick up the phone and the familiar voice of Dr. Ray Stantz (Dan Aykroyd) curtly tells whomever is on the other end of that phone that, “We’re closed.” A perfect little tease if you ask me. Let’s save seeing Peter, Ray and Winston on-screen to the main event.

#ghostbusters afterlife #ghostbusters (2020) #jason reitman #trailer #trailer breakdown

[kandoesfanfics-writes]

A Century of Friendship

Hi guys! Sorry for not updating in a while, but I got really sick. I’m still sick, but I found it in me to finish this piece that’s been sitting unfinished since about November! Updates for Head Omega, The Bat and The Peahen will be coming soon!

This is a Jasonette prompt based off this post. This was my first crack at writing Jasonette, so I hope you all enjoy!

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His stomach clenched in the most unpleasant manner.

Today was the day.

He had to tell her.

He’d been putting it off for almost a century now, and his family had told him it was now or never. None of them really remembered how long humans lived, but they knew it wasn’t even a blink in the lifespan of a demon. He needed to come clean with her before she died. He needed her to know what he truly was...and just how special she was to him.

Befriending her had been an accident. He had been wandering around the city, looking for some sinners to terrorize when he came across this small scrap of a human woman. She had been assisting the homeless by passing out clean blankets and giving them directions to a shelter. She had even gathered a bunch of local homeless children and was reassuring them that she could lead them to a safe place.

Before his...change...he too had been a child of the streets. He knew that people lied. He knew what life on the streets was like. He knew it was oh so easy to fool a child. He knew what people on the streets could trick a child into, so he had followed her as she led the children away. He’d been shocked to see that the woman had been telling the children the truth.

The woman had led the children to the Leslie Thompkins’ Children’s House. The children had immediately taken inside, fed, and bathed. The volunteer at the house seemed to know the pretty woman. She had spoken to the strange woman, calling her Marinette. Marinette had made small talk with the other woman, and they had spoken of what was going to happen to the children she’d brought.

He didn’t entirely understand why he’d stayed so long, even now, but he had watched her until she returned to her apartment. He had repeated this routine for days, wanting to know more about the young woman who was rescuing people around this city. He hadn’t been able to recall such a being existing when he’d been brutally murdered. He had been fascinated with her, and he had been simply content watching her until someone had gotten it into his head that he was going to try and rob the little lady.

He had decided at that point to take on a human form in order to help her. He had barged into her apartment, only to find the would-be robber crying on the floor. The would-be robber had been a teenage boy who told Marinette that he needed money for food for his family because his mother had lost her job. Marinette had then given him some money and suggested places for him to apply for work.

Marinette had thanked him for coming to aid her, but told him she had things under control. She had then asked what his name was. He had panicked for a moment, struggling to think of a name when a voice in the back of his head whispered, “Jason Todd.” He had introduced himself under that name.

Their friendship had blossomed from there.

Jason began spending most of his time outside of work with Marinette. They went to bookstores— somehow she always knew where to find the old classics— and talked about literature. Once Marinette had expressed her love of fashion, Jason had immediately inundated her home with books on fashion through the ages. Marinette was delighted, and Jason enjoyed watching her create ‘modern takes’ on historical clothing. He’d even modeled for her several times, enjoying the one-on-one time with her.

Marinette always seemed to be making something. Whether it was food, new clothing, or some kind of art piece, the small woman seemed to thrive off creation. She always looked the happiest when she was creating something. Her hands were never still. She was never content with just completing one thing and then stopping. Marinette seemed to be an endless wellspring of creation.

Jason didn’t quite understand it, but chalked it up to a human’s need to feel like their time on Earth meant something by leaving behind their creations. Luckily, Marinette never took it hard when he admitted that he didn’t quite understand her passion. She had told him that creation wasn’t for everyone, and she understood why he didn’t seem as excited about her projects as she was. Not to say Jason didn’t love helping her! He just wasn’t as enthused about making something that would be destroyed eventually...which made Jason think about his relationship with Marinette.

He was immortal now, thanks to Bruce. She wasn’t. Jason would have to watch Marinette grow old and grey. Eventually, he’d watch her pass on...and given the type of person she was, Jason highly doubted he’d ever see her again after that. She’d become an angel, live in heaven, and forget all about Jason Todd. She’d definitely forget once the angels told her what he was…

A demon.

Jason felt bile rise up in his throat as he knocked on her door. It was now or never. She would probably start growing old soon, and Jason wanted to tell her the truth before the angels did. He knew Marinette valued honesty, so perhaps if he told her now she’d forgive him for hiding it. His green eyes bored holes into the chestnut door as he waited for it to open, trying desperately to steel his resolve.

The door swung open to reveal his best friend, and Jason remembered once again why he’d put off telling her the truth.

“Jason! It’s so nice to see you again. Are you sure you’re okay with helping me take the delivery down to the gala? I know those kind of events aren’t really your thing,” the tiny woman said with a smile brighter than the sun.

Marinette was all dressed for tonight’s event. Her silky looking hair was pulled into a low bun that rested against the nape of her neck. Her brilliant grey eyes were highlighted by peach and bronze eyeshadow and pitch black eyeliner. She was wearing a darker nude lipstick that made Jason want to lean over and kiss her to see if her lips were as soft as they looked. It didn’t help that her lips were pulled into the most adorable smile Jason had ever been graced with even before death. What also didn’t help was the fact Marinette was wearing the pearl earrings Jason had gotten her, and that made him feel even more fuzzy inside.

She was wearing a baby pink cheongsam that fell a little past her mid-thigh. It was hand embroidered with plum blossoms all around it. To complete the look, Marinette was also wearing pale pink heels that brought her to about Jason’s upper chest. She looked gorgeous, amazing, and...well... Jason had to fight to keep his more inappropriate thoughts to himself. 

“Yeah, yeah, Cakepop! Show me where the goods are so we can get this show on the road!”

More like show me where the deserts are before I decide to have you as my desert, Jason thought to himself.

The sensible part of Jason growled back that he wasn’t sure if Marinette even liked him that way! And even if she did, Marinette was mortal, and Jason was not. Even if she loved him, they could never be together. His sensible part argued and argued until it was all he could think of as he walked into her apartment. He followed her into the kitchen where he knew the boxes of baked goods would be.

As Jason went to pick up a few boxes, he caught Marinette’s eyes roaming over him. The hopeful part of Jason preened, shooting back at the sensible side that Marinette was interested in him! After all, he’d gone through a lot to make his human form look good! He’d borrowed a tux for the occasion— thankfully Alfred ensured that it was a proper fight and highlighted his good points— and had made an attempt to tame his hair. He wanted to tease her, but once Marinette caught him watching, the dark haired girl had scooped up several boxes of her own.

“Onwards, my good man!” she said. “The gala awaits their deserts!”

He laughed at her over dramatic acting, and almost blurted out another terrible truth he was keeping from her.

The truth was that the infamous demon known as the Red Hood had gone soft for a mortal woman. The infamous Red Hood— adopted son of the fiercest bat-demon, Batman— had fallen in love with Ms. Marinette. He did not desire her just for her body...which some demons couldn’t understand. Jason had fallen in love with Marinette’s good heart. Jason had fallen in love with whispered secrets and shared grins. Jason had fallen in love with a woman who in another life would have been his salvation. Jason had fallen in love with someone doomed to die.

And Jason would sooner cut his head off than admit to that.

He followed Marinette to her car and assisted in loading all the sweets into the vehicle. Marinette was singing another random tune, one she’d come up with herself, and Jason couldn’t help but smile broadly at her. She was such a sweet human. Jason was going to miss her terribly, but he had forced himself to face the fact he was destined to lose her. He just didn’t know if he’d lose her from death or because of the fact he was a demon.

“Jase? Jase, are you okay? You’re spacing out on me.”

Marinette was shaking his shoulder, one hand on the wheel with her eyes forward. Her face was scrunched in concern even if she never took her eyes off the road. Jason quickly responded, wanting to wipe the frown off her pretty face.

“Yeah, I’m good. Just lost in thought, Cakepop. How long do we have to stay at this shindig?” he responded.

“We were invited to attend, but we can leave right away if you want. You’re doing me a huge favor already, so I won’t ask you to stay at the party,” Marinette chirped. 

“Do you want to stay for a little, Cakepop?” Jason asked. “Forget about me for a moment. Do you want to attend this party?”

The look on her face told Jason everything, and he sighed deeply. The things he did for love...well, the party wouldn’t be as bad with her by his side. He’d stay glued to Marinette, ignore the sinners, and enjoy himself. The only bad thing was that the odds would be high that they would run into Dick.

Jason loved his brother dearly, but Dick was...well he could be a lot. His older brother loved the party scene, and that’s where he hunted his victims. Dick could charm the pants off of anyone. He was also a hell of a dancer, and Jason was slightly worried he’d try to flirt with Marinette if he spotted her. Dick wasn’t stupid. He knew what he found attractive, and since Jason was rather inclined to agree with him, he would most certainly find Marinette attractive.

He told Marinette that they could hang around for an hour or two, but then he wanted to go home. The smile she gave him nearly caused his heart to stop and restart. She was so happy that Jason was willing to spend time with her, doing something she liked. She began to chat about everything she wanted to do and who she wanted to speak to. Apparently Marinette had grand plans in the works and was really hoping she’d be able to speak to them tonight.

Jason listened to her chatter, smiling, relaxed against the passenger’s seat. He could listen to her talk for days. Her voice was sweet and soothing. It made Jason melt every time he heard it. He’d been brought back from the edge several times by Marinette’s voice and a small hand on his forearm. He wanted to hold her hand so bad, but he figured he’d get to do that once they’d delivered the goods.

As they pulled up to the kitchen entrance, Jason smoothed his tux once again and inhaled deeply.

He could do this.

Especially if it was for Marinette.

—————— 

Marinette would like to make it clear, first and foremost, that she was not stupid by any means.

She knew Jason Todd wasn’t what he said he was.

She was definitely certain that he wasn’t human either.

It had been almost a century since the pair had met, yet Jason didn’t seem to realize that Marinette’s lack of aging wasn’t normal for a human. She’d had to erase a few memories already of her existence, replacing the last century’s Marinette with a new one. She had also noticed that Jason hadn’t aged either. He still looked the same as the day he burst into her apartment. 

Jason was over six feet tall, something that infuriated her to no end, with pitch black hair. He had a strong jaw and the most enchanting pair of green eyes she’d ever seen. He was muscular and knew how to fight. He had scars splashed across his body, but Marinette never asked about them. His soul though...his soul was what drew Marinette to him. 

She could almost hear Plagg’s laughter…

Despite the intimidating appearance, Jason had the potential to be an unbelievably kind person. He’d assisted Marinette with more projects than she could count. When she helped the homeless, Jason was gentle with the children and mothers while fiercely reminding the drug peddlers what would happen if he found them selling to the kids. When she helped at the local orphanages, Jason would read and play with the children. When she went around to the hospitals, Jason had an empathetic ear and a sympathetic shoulder for those grieving...especially if drugs were involved.

Marinette found herself developing an intense fondness for him early on in their friendship that eventually grew to love. If she were being honest with herself, she’d admit that she’d been in love with Jason for at least twenty years. She never told him because she was waiting for him to come clean with her about what he was. Marinette wanted their relationship to be built on honesty, and she couldn’t think of anything more difficult to admit than the fact one was a demon. Once Jason had admitted it to her, then Marinette would allow herself to begin to entertain the thoughts of a relationship with him.

Her mother, Tikki, had approved of her plan.

Plagg— her mother’s lover/friend/husband(?)— had told Marinette not to wait too long. He explained that his creatures were not the most patient bunch, and while they would never force a relationship, they would give up on a love interest if it appeared the affection was not returned. He was happy that Marinette had found her match in one of his children. He told her that Jason was a good one, and Marinette readily agreed.

Plagg had created the demons as a balance to Tikki’s creations. They were not necessarily bad, like a lot of humans thought, but they were agents of chaos and destruction. Sinners, as the humans had deemed those who attracted the demons, were simply just humans who caused/welcomed chaos and destruction in their lives or in others’. Some demons punished them, and some demons joined them...but put too much chaos in anyone’s life, and it will become a punishment. Jason was a special case, given life by Plagg after one of his demon’s requested it.

Plagg had allowed Jason to become a demon because he pitied the dying human child. The God of Destruction and Chaos had refused to tell her anything else about Jason, insisting she’d need to learn it for herself. Marinette didn't have many qualms with that. She already had several theories, and none were pleasant.

Marinette, on the other hand, was a muse and daughter of the Goddess of Creation, Tikki. Tikki had created Marinette and other muses to inspire and promote creation in the human world. Tikki admitted that perhaps she’d put too much of herself in Marinette, making her more like a daughter than a mere muse. Marinette could create wonderful things, and Tikki had encouraged it. Eventually, Tikki had declared the muse her child and heir should Tikki somehow be unable to fulfill her duties.

She had begun to lose hope until she saw the palpable anxiety on Jason’s face. 

Today would be the day...hopefully...that Jason told her the truth. 

————

Jason couldn’t bring himself to come clean until Dick almost caught them.

He’d pulled Marinette out onto a balcony and hid off to the side, ignoring his brother’s shouts. He was holding her close, pressed firmly against his body. She was looking up at him with her damnable grey eyes, face flushed, mouth gaping slightly. She was so close to him. If he just leaned down a little more, he could capture those lips in a kiss like he’d been dying to do.

But there was one thing he needed to do first.

“Marinette, I’m a demon.”

She blinked in confusion before tilting her head slightly. Jason took a deep breath before pulling away from her. He rested both hands on her shoulders before looking her squarely in the eye.

“Marinette, did you hear me? Because this is really important. I used to be Jason Todd...but that was a very long time ago. I’m actually an immortal demon known as the Red Hood. I’m sorry I didn’t come clean sooner, but I was afraid. I was afraid that I’d lose the companionship of one of the most spectacular women I’ve ever had the privilege of knowing. But I knew I’d have to come clean with you before...well before you got old—” 

Jason’s sentence trailed off as he stared at the woman before him. 

She was laughing.

Marinette was almost hunched over, trying to contain her laughter. Her eyes were shut tightly, tears almost leaking out from the corners of her eyes. Jason felt a spike of anger at this. Didn’t she know this conversation was important! Did she not believe him! Did she think he was lying to her! 

Before he could open his mouth, Marinette straightened up and asked, “Jase, how long do you think a human lives?”

“...I dunno the exact numbers, but like a century or two?”

“Oh, hun, they might reach a century if they’re lucky. Most humans only live to be in their 80s in most industrial countries. Other humans don’t even make it that far. Now tell me, how could we have known each other for almost ninety-two years, and neither of us have aged?” Marinette said sweetly.

Her smile showed teeth.

Jason was taken aback a moment. Did humans really live such short lives? It had been so long since he was human, and if so, why hadn’t Marinette aged? Why wasn’t she dead? Unless— but she didn’t feel like any demon he’d ever encountered before! If she wasn’t a demon or other creature of darkness, than what was Marinette?

“I’m a muse,” she replied.

Jason jumped a little, not realizing he’d asked the last question aloud.

“Just a muse? Don’t muses normally specialize in one area or something?”

“That’s right, a muse, and the average ones do. I’m the daughter of Tikki, so my powers are not as...limited.”

“Tikki as in the Goddess of Creation, Tikki?”

“The very same.”

Jason was stunned. Of course he knew of the great goddess as his boss, Plagg, never shut up about her. Tikki was the opposite of Plagg. Tikki was his other half. Tikki was creation and order while Plagg was destruction and chaos. Tikki could make anything, and rumor had it, she’d created a muse who’d ended up becoming her favorite. She called this favorite her Ladybug, and this muse was not limited like the others.

He just never thought he’d actually get to meet the legendary lady herself...let alone fall madly in love with her! But if she was Tikki’s daughter...then that meant she could sense energy just like he could...maybe even better than him. Did she know? Did she know this whole time and still befriend him?

“Did—”

“Yes, I knew. I’m glad you told me yourself though,” Marinette said softly. “I’m glad you trusted me enough to tell me the truth, even though it could have hurt you had I been human.”

Somehow...Jason wasn’t angry.

Irritated? Oh most definitely. She’d watched him sweat about telling her several times and never came clean that she already knew! If they’d had this talk earlier, Jason probably wouldn’t have been so stressed out! They could have done more together! He wouldn’t have been so worried about how much time they had to spend before she was gone for good!

At the same time, Jason understood why she didn’t tell him. 

Just as people were not fond of demons, not all demons were fond of the muses and vice versa. Had Jason known she was a muse, had Jason been able to recognize her energy for what it was, he probably wouldn't have stuck around. Batman had warned him time and time again about the muses, and how certain ones played with demons for the thrill of it and left when they got bored or scared. After watching one break Tim’s heart, Jason would admit that he wasn’t fond of them at all. He’d avoided them completely, despite never actually meeting Tim’s ex in person.

Besides, muses normally didn’t go into the void as deep as Jason liked to venture, so his contact with them had been extremely limited. He would have stormed off, thinking that this was a trap for him.

“Soooo…” Jason said, anxiously rubbing his palms on his pant legs.

“Sooo?” Marinette echoed, grey eyes still fixed on him.

“...where does this leave us, Cakepop?”

“...I was hoping this leaves us together.”

“Like...together as we were? As friends? Or…”

“Or.”

“Or?”

Marinette smiled mischievously before grabbing the black tie Jason was wearing. She tugged hard, forcing him to bend down. As he did, he felt a very soft pair of lips collide with his. The smell of flowers invaded his senses as she snaked the hand not holding his tie around his neck. She tilted her head and allowed the kiss to deepen. She was determined to pour as much love as she could into that one kiss. 

Jason’s hands had flown to her hips. The silk of her cheongsam was soft against his skin and warm from her body heat. He pulled her close once again, savoring the feeling of having her close. He also couldn’t help but realize how tiny his muse was when she was pressed against him.

The second she deepened the kiss, Jason let out a muffled moan. She tasted like the confections she baked, sugary with a hint of spice. He ran his hands up and down her sides, noting which places made her shiver into the kiss. He would have consumed her then and there, but fate had other plans.

“There you are Jas— SO THAT’S WHY YOU WERE RUNNING AWAY FROM ME! I’m offended, Jason! Didn’t you want to introduce your big brother to your cute little girlfriend!”

The pair broke apart at mach speed, embarrassed and surprised. Jason glared at his older brother and snarled, fangs showing.

“Now, now, Little Wing! I’m not here to steal possibly the only woman, human or otherwise, who could put up with your dumbass. I’m just trying to be friendly!” the slightly shorter man said.

Marinette noted that he had black hair like Jason, but his eyes were a crystalline blue, too clear and too bright to be human. This man also wasn’t as muscular as Jason, but it was still clear he worked out and was strong. He had an easy going smile, even if those eyes read mischief, and he was carrying a glass of champagne.

He walked over to Marinette before grinning, exposing his fangs. He held out his hand and said, “Good evening, miss! My name is Richard Grayson, but my friends call me Dick—”

“Clearly because you are one.”

Both Dick and Jason froze as those words tumbled out of Marinette’s mouth. Both demons finally took a good look at the little muse and felt a mix of fear and attraction run through them.

The little muse did not look happy with Dick, not at all. Her eyebrows were furrowed as her grey irises disappeared into her sclera, giving her narrowed eyes an all white appearance. A frown was cemented on her face...but it wasn’t so much a frown as it reminded both demons of a snarl. Perhaps muses couldn’t snarl the same way demons could, so she was making up her closest interpretation?

Her fists were clenched, and her body was tense, as if she were trying to hold herself back.

“I’ve waited at least twenty years for that kiss, and you interrupted it!” Marinette hissed. “Quit being a dickhead to your brother and leave!”

Dick’s smile brightened before he laughed, “Aw, she’s going to fit right in! You’ll have to bring her around sometime, Little Wing. Alfred’s going to love her and so will—”

Dick never got to finish his sentence as a swarm of bees came barreling towards him, completely ignoring Marinette and Jason. Jason watched in silent awe as his brother tried to defend himself, but it didn’t seem to matter how many bees he killed. There were always more bees to take the place of the others.

He ended up running away from them, and it wasn’t until he was all the way down the hall that the bees ceased their swarming.

Jason turned back to Marinette, whose eyes were just returning to normal. He gave her a grin before wrapping her up in a hug. He felt her slump against him a bit, tired after using some of her power to create enough bees to make Dick leave them alone. He rubbed her back for a few moments before asking her if she’d like to return to her apartment now.

“I have a few terms,” Marinette said, turning her head so her voice wasn’t muffled against his chest.

“Oh?”

“One, we strip down into our underwear and kiss and cuddle. Two, we watch old movies and make popcorn. Three, we’re boyfriend and girlfriend!”

Jason barked out a laugh before scooping Marinette into his arms.

“Sounds like agreeable terms, Cakepop,” he said, holding her bridal style. “Let’s go home.”

Marinette wrapped her arms around his neck and pecked him on the cheek. Jason carried her all the way to where her car was parked, feeling joy coursing through his veins. She wasn’t going to die. She was immortal like he was. They had a chance. They could make this work. If Jason did his best, he’d never have to say goodbye to Marinette.

Jason set Marinette down again once they’d reached the car. He gently took her head between his hands and kissed her softly. This kiss was not as heated as the first, but simple, sweet, and brief. He kissed her nose and eyelids next before hugging her tightly. He promised her more kisses later, and opened the door so Marinette could get in the passenger’s seat.

Later on the couch, snuggled up under Marinette’s favorite blanket, Jason would hold Marinette close to his chest. She’d be nodding off, feeling safe and content in his arms. Just before she would drift off to sleep, Marinette would sleepily murmur something Jason had been waiting for years to hear.

“I love you, Jason.”

And he would reply.

“I love you too, Marinette.”

#maribat #mlb/dc #mlb x dc #mlbxdc #crossover fic #jasonette #don't like don't read #dldr #I wanted to give this pairing a shot so here we go #kan writes things #please keep this out of the main tags #i'd like no drama from people who don't understand that i'm not responsible for their internet experience #or drama from people who can't grasp the concept that people can like things you don't and that's okay #so please don't retag with the two main fandoms in this crossover separately

[veronicamarsconfessions]

I was hugely excited by the announcement that a fourth season of teen noir show Veronica Mars was going to be made, nearly fifteen years after the show’s initial air date (and cancellation after three seasons), and five years after the crowdfunded movie came out. As soon as the show dropped on Hulu (or Stan, if you’re in Australia like me) – a week earlier than initially slated, I rushed to watch it. And I was so distraught by the ending that it genuinely took two days for my mood to return to something even vaguely resembling ‘okay’.

For those of you who haven’t seen it *SPOILERS FROM HERE ON*,

season four has Veronica (Kristen Bell) chasing down a serial bomber who seems to be trying to destroy the Spring Break business in Neptune. It turns out that the first bomb was set by property developer ‘Big’ Dick Casablancas, trying to destroy the Spring Break business in order to buy the waterfront properties cheaply, and the subsequent bombs were set by a pizza delivery man, Penn Epner (Patton Oswalt), who fancies himself a detective and is out to find glory after he is initially ridiculed for his public accusation of an incorrect suspect. The season itself had several issues (one of them being some seriously murky motivations behind Epner’s behaviour, like, if he really was that much of a genius, why was he a pizza delivery man?, and that the people ultimately behind the crimes are more or less ‘hidden in plain sight’ all along, which is a disappointing departure from the way the initial seasons cleverly hid the villain until quite late in proceedings). However, the issue for which there is not enough therapy in the world to appease me is the season’s last-minute killing off of reformed bad-boy and Veronica’s long-time boyfriend, Logan Echolls (Jason Dohring), right after they finally got married.

Series creator and showrunner, Rob Thomas, justified this decision by saying ‘I know this seems crazy or harsh but Veronica is at her best when she’s an underdog and I don’t know that there’s much to root for if she’s now got a perfect relationship. I need to keep her fighting and I need to keep her a little bit uncomfortable in order to have a show. There’s nothing funny or interesting about perfection.’

Except that’s a deeply flawed understanding of how relationships function, and a deeply messed up thing to push on to people.

It’s fair to acknowledge that once the ‘will-they-won’t-they’ is resolved, TV shows often decline in quality, or at the very least, significantly depart from the original formula which made them into such beloved hits at their beginning. But there are two significant issues with this: First, the assumption that TV shows must remain the same in order to be good. There are some interesting observations that the job of the sitcom episode (in particular) is to return all characters to more or less their original starting points. While that is broadly true, TV shows, like life, need to evolve in order to stay interesting, and as across seasons, audiences grow alongside the characters they watch evolve and mature.

Nevertheless, it was fair for Thomas to note that the characterisation of Veronica is someone who is embittered and cynical about people’s fidelity and inherent goodness  – after all, when we first meet her at the age of sixteen, her best friend has been brutally murdered, she’s been raped, her alcoholic mother has upped and left, and her adored father and moral compass has been socially ostracised for a) doing his job and b) being not super wealthy. It’s a lot. Veronica’s very understandable trust issues are compounded by the moonlighting she does as a P.I where, to she regularly sees people cheating on one another and generally behaving in unpleasant ways. So it’s reasonable to point out that for Veronica, the notion of the ‘happily ever after’ is a deeply uncomfortable one. But to keep her in the same mindset as she was at aged 16 is to deny her the capacity to grow as a character.

It’s fair that there was a desire to avoid repeating the pattern previously established (withdrawn/bitter etc), but – and here is my ultimate point – that could have been avoided.

Some of the most complex and interesting storylines come from couples who get together and have to navigate relationships; compromising to fit together, find a way to make it work. Think about the evolution of Niles and Daphne’s relationship in Frasier (and leave aside some of the aspects to his earlier infatuation with her that seem distinctly distasteful in a post-#metoo world). While much of the humour between them in earlier seasons was because of his unrealised ardour for her, after they became a couple, the hardships they navigated through being a couple, and the deepening richness of their relationship that was both romantic and based in friendship, produced some truly hilarious moments. Similarly, one of my (and our fabulous Chief Nerd, Elise’s) favourite TV shows, Chuck, *SPOILER* has the two leads get together in season 3. The show was no lesser for that fact because as Chuck and Sarah’s relationship deepened, they explored facets of themselves that they hadn’t previously shown – it provided more material for the writers, not less.

One of my favourite articles on the ending of Veronica Mars, season four, pointed out that Logan has the most interesting character development because he works to better himself – he has come a long way from the miscreant teenager who organised ‘bum fights’, and he had the potential to become an even more interesting character. How this interacted with Veronica’s cynicism could have provided significant fodder for more story.

But, giving full credit to Rob Thomas for a moment here, the show is called Veronica Mars, not Logan Echolls. So the decision to axe Logan was made to push Veronica’s character development forward, especially given the shows position as a gender-flipped noir which so often has the embittered, cynical detective dealing with the ongoing pain of a tragically killed love.

But the problem is that I can’t actually see how this is going to do anything but ossify Veronica’s primary characteristics: bitter, a hardnosed and reckless desire to catch the bad guy at any cost. Moreover, in most of the noir detective stories, this love has died before we meet the hard-bitten detective.

Thomas said to The Hollywood Reporter, “Moving forward, we’re going to really build around [the idea that] the case is the thing and less of the soap opera of Veronica’s life.” Except Veronica Mars is all about character. Her interactions with her father, Keith (Enrico Colantoni) and the genuine bond of affection between them evokes some of the show’s most poignant interactions. Her internal struggle when the pursuit of justice comes up against questions of morality is inherent grounded in her character. One of its most interest aspects across the years is that Veronica is often wrong. She falsely accuses people (including Logan himself), she behaves badly, she takes her friends for granted, and she can be reckless to the point where she endangers herself and someone has to come in and rescue her (case in point: wandering into the base of an Irish gang that had a particular grudge against her father). So to strip away the elements to the story that allow for depiction and consideration of those complexities would be to lose much of the show’s point.

There’s also a part of me that feels the way in which Logan was killed feels personal. Logan and Veronica were never initially meant to get together, but in the first episodes, the chemistry between the characters, and Kristen Bell and Jason Dohring was so profound that it was written in. I might be putting on my tin foil hat to say this, but it feels as though Thomas resented the manner in which LoVe became such a pivotal part of the Veronica Mars ‘brand’. What really underpins that for me is that the way the series sent off other characters was considered, and gave them a certain ‘exit’. The way in which Logan was killed off feels almost like an afterthought, made more so by some of the questions that arise from the manner. How did he know that she would be in it when it actually blew up? Moreover, the convenience of him leaving a voicemail for his therapist about why he wanted to marry Veronica (why exactly would he call his therapist to tell him about his epiphany? Who has that kind of relationship with their therapist?), and this woman’s decision to keep it from Veronica for a year seems weirdly contrived. Because it was.

However, to be fair, one could claim that the season mistreated some of its other characters, too. Tina Majorino who plays Cindy ‘Mac’ Mackenzie specifically noted that she did not want to return because she did not want her character to be sidelined. Similarly, the complexity to Eli ‘Weevil’ Navaro’s character was stripped away, as was the depth of his relationship with Veronica. What’s worse is that this could have been a really interesting storyline; why he decided to walk away from the court case which would have seen him awarded with compensation for what happened to him in the movie. While we are told that his wife left him along with his child, prompting him to return to his old gang-running ways, the depth of his grief and the reputable life he lost were never really portrayed. Honestly, I would have preferred that rather than the convoluted storyline that involved Mexican cartel hitmen.

But beyond my argument as a writer as to why Logan’s death was a totally unnecessary element to bring in, it also feels like a real slap in the face to fans. I’ve previously talked about the relationship this show has with its fans. Realistically, season 4…hell, the movie, only existed because of the love and support fans showed the show.

Any narrative material exists to interact with fans. Obviously, there is a fine line that can cross into blatant pandering, and there is also a trend that offers a ‘gritty’ or ‘sad’ end (ie the tragic death of the lover), but it’s a balance.

The Veronica Mars movie was very much fan service – it was, after all, fan funded. Much of the movie’s contents and storyline were determined by what Thomas was seeing from fan comments on social media, noting “I did have an idea of things people wanted to see, characters I wanted to get an appearance in, whether it felt extraneous or not.” He added, “there’s no way in the world we would have had a fan-funded movie and I would have killed Logan,” he added.

In the same interview, he said, “I fear that leaning into the high school soap that the show started out as is a losing proposition, that it will start feeling nostalgic rather than vital. If Kristen [Bell] and I want to make more of these Veronica Mars mysteries, I think it’s going to survive best as a true mystery show with a badass PI at the center of it, and I think that works better if the PI doesn’t have a boyfriend.”

Yet for a show whose who schtick was challenging the noir detective genre, it seems the prospect that someone fundamentally gritty and damaged can also have a relationship that the struggle to be healthy was simply a bridge too far.

And at the crux of it, what really frustrates me – as a fan, and as a writer – is that for Thomas, it simply felt too hard to give Logan and Veronica an enduring relationship, and it if wasn’t too difficult, then he perceived it destroyed some fundamental part of the show by making it emotionally sappy. If that’s the dichotomy in which Thomas thinks, then Veronica Mars is no longer the show which attracted its die-hard following of fans and may as well be a different show with a similar premise.

#Veronica Mars #Rob Thomas #Kristen Bell #Logan Echolls #Jason Dohring #news

[redhoodieone]

I’ve Got You

A/N: This is a special one shot to a good friend on here @thatartkid101! I hope you love this, and I hope everything works out. You’re beautiful, strong, and don’t let anyone put you down! You’re amazing! 

Warnings: Language 

Words were never important to me before. I’ve never really given them much thought, but I suppose it’s because we speak every day in our lives. Whether we speak loudly, softly, to ourselves, or just reading and thinking. Words are often used a lot, which could make the words lose or overuse their meanings.

Such as “I love you” or “I’m sorry.”

I can’t even remember the last time I meant any of those words. It almost becomes a common habit; just saying it because you know it’s right, not because you actually mean it.

Which could explain why people around me always double check with what I say.

I guess I’ve never sound so confident and sure when I speak.

Bruce had invited me along with him, the Batboys, and Alfred out to dinner at one of his restaurants in Gotham. I, of course, accepted even though I always feel weird and uncomfortable going out with them since they’re practically handsome and popular celebrities, while I’m just an average girl.

I met the Batfamily one horrifying night about two years ago. I was nineteen years old and going through an awful time with my high school boyfriend, Rob. I was with Rob throughout high school, and after we graduated, we kept dating while I was attending G.C.U as he worked with his father and uncles at his father’s auto garage.

Our relationship had been good up until a point where Rob wanted me to quit school and become a “stay-at-home-wife-and-mother”. I sometimes wondered if Rob was jealous of the fact that I had a separate life during the daytime, while the two of us only have the evenings and nights. I even came out of my shell (I’ve been told I’ve been a hermit crab for most of my life), and even made new friends; particularly Tim Drake.

We had some of the same classes, except for math and science classes because Tim’s practically a genius. So, the only classes we shared were English, history, and even computer classes. In a way, Tim became my friend after tutoring me for tests while I became a friendly face when he needed someone to joke and talk to during study hours.

Our friendship blossomed within the seven months we met. I even met his father, Bruce Wayne, his trustworthy, sassy butler Alfred Pennyworth, and his brothers Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, and Damian Wayne. While all of them welcomed me into their home and accepted me as a friend of Tim’s, I realized I was suddenly struck by lightning to one of his brothers.

Jason Todd.

Jason fucking Todd.

I didn’t know what initially drew me to him; like a moth to a flame. Jason is obviously handsome, but what most people didn’t know was just how sensitive, insecure, funny, and caring he truly is. Jason has made it perfectly clear on more than one occasion that he loves his family no matter what (even if they piss him off…and I’ve seen that firsthand), he takes crimefighting more seriously now, and he’s matured a lot since fixing his relationship with Bruce.

It’s like Jason had changed for the better, even if I didn’t know him back then.

But of course, Dick insists Jason is still the same in some ways.

Like how Jason is still a tall, muscular teddy bear at heart (his hugs prove it, since I’ve been lucky enough to receive fifteen within three months), how he laughs and snorts when something is very funny, and especially when he flirts with women he adores.

Ah…the flirting.

I knew I had a boyfriend. I was faithful, and I’ve never done anything wrong to give anyone a reason to not trust me.

But Jason flirting with me on a few occasions just showed how much I was attracted to him. The warm, teddy bear hugs, the innocent cuddling on the couch during movie nights, and how he would look deep into my eyes whenever we had serious or light conversations deep into the early mornings.

And the one night we could have kissed.

Jason had offered and drove me back to my apartment late one night. I had a test the next morning, and I was too tired to drive home since Tim had tutored me for our final exam in English. Jason had been a gentleman and walked me to my door, too. The second I unlocked the front door; I turned to face him and thank him for the drive home.

And then our faces inched closer and closer until I could feel his hot breath above me. Jason had smelled like Old Spice deodorant, and a cologne I couldn’t identify. His breath smelled like the whiskey shot he downed with Tim and I when we finished studying. His ocean blue eyes were hypnotizing, and were so full of lust, warmth, and care.

I found myself leaning in more. Our lips were very close, and my heart was pounding in my chest, as if I could die from a heart attack right then and there. My hands had a mind of their own, and I soon found myself gripping his brown leather jacket and pulled him towards me; until I woke up from the lust and magnetic force shield, I was currently trapped in.

The moment I pulled away and let him go, Jason appeared hurt and confused. But he knew why it couldn’t have happened, even if we both wanted it.

Because I tried hard to stay faithful, even if my heart and body were telling me otherwise.

And of course, I had stayed faithful.

Rob didn’t.

Catching Rob in bed with a female receptionist at his dad’s garage was beyond hatred and betrayal. It was evil; pure, ugly, and sickening evil.

I clearly told Rob we were done; broken up and just finished forever. I tried very hard to stay strong, and I left his apartment with hope that I could just leave and cry privately. But that’s too easy, isn’t it?

Rob eventually caught up with me when I managed to walk a good mile away. He was yelling at me and shoving me against the wall and accused me of cheating on him first: with Tim Drake. I tried to explain to him we were just good friends, and that I didn’t cheat on him. I wanted to tell him I wanted to, but it didn’t seem like a good idea. But Rob’s anger was far from over, and he was now shouting in my face and threatened to ruin me for any new guys that would come around me.

Rob’s threat didn’t fall on deaf ears.

Red Hood landed down beside us. Twirling his gun around his fingers, he approached us and looked more intimidating than anything I’ve ever seen before.

“Wow…you’re a real douchebag,” Red Hood said, his voice is full of rage and violence. After the gun stops spinning in his fingers, he holds it up to Rob’s head. “And here I thought I was…but hey, I guess maybe I’ve grown up and learned yelling and threatening pretty ladies is just a fucking asshole thing to do.”

Rob twisted his face around to face Red Hood. He’s clearly pissed off at Red Hood for interrupting our fight.

“Why don’t you go fuck yourself, okay Dildo Head?! This bitch is my problem, and I’m not leaving until I teach her some manners!” Rob snaps harshly.

“It’s one thing to call my helmet a “dildo head”, but when you disrespect women…now that’s crossing the fucking line, you dipshit!”

Red Hood beat the shit out of Rob, but that didn’t mean Rob went down easily without a fight. While Red Hood had the strength, stamina, and moves, Rob did manage to knock Red Hood’s helmet off.

And it happened to be the one-time Red Hood forgot to wear his domino mask.

Jason Todd.

Rob was thankfully knocked out and didn’t see Jason’s face, but I did. After Jason got up and fixed himself up, he knew his secret was out.

And then I eventually learned all their secret identities. I even became a part of their social and private lifestyles…including sometimes Batfamily meetings and helping with cases or whatever they needed.

But after all of that, I’m in a better place to where I don’t mind getting back into the “dating game”, but the fear of being rejected and cheated on still plagues me from time to time. It also didn’t help that the media and paparazzi insisted I was dating Tim and Jason on different occasions. The rumors were worse. I was considered a “family whore” and that I was trying to sleep with Bruce, Dick, Jason, and Tim.

Luckily not Damian or Alfred. But Alfred’s too precious for me, anyways.

Bruce, Dick, and Tim never paid much attention to the rumors or paparazzi. While they understood how I felt, they dismissed and corrected the rumors as much as they could. But Jason appeared not to care about the rumors, either. In fact, he loved putting on a show as much as he could.

Jason would hold my hand from leaving the limo and entering the building. He then would hold my waist and walk me back to the limo and made sure to wink and wave at the cameras. Jason had even taken it too far once when he kissed me.

A quick peck on the lips. But it’s still a kiss!  

We never spoke about it or brought it up again. I wonder if Jason even remembers the kiss.

Once we arrive at Bruce’s restaurant, he leads us from the limo and into the restaurant. He smiles and is polite to everyone and expects us to do the same, in which we all do. Dick, Tim, Damian, and Alfred follow Bruce while Jason and I lag behind, because Jason wanted to hold my hand and bring me closer to his body so the cameras can get good shots of us. While I think we’re in the clear from paparazzi and reporters’ questions, one man decided to ask me a personal question.

“Y/N! Is it true you were in a gangbang after high school?!”

I immediately freeze up. It’s like the air was knocked out of me. Every muscle, breath, and cell inside me stopped working.

Jason had stopped alongside me as well. His hand remained on my lower back, while I moved to the man who asked me that question.

“What did you just say?” I repeat, not even aware I’m sounding like I’m losing my mind.

“You didn’t know? Your picture was leaked online. It’s everywhere, babe!” the man declares.

The man then gives me his cell phone. The second my eyes land on the picture, I tense up. There am I, passed out drunk from a party that Rob was throwing after high school. I’m passed out on a bed, wearing short shorts and a pink bikini top. Rob’s friends, Chris, Jake, and Vince are around me, clearly intoxicated like me. Touching me, kissing me, and passing me back and forth between them.

The picture was taken by Rob’s ex-girlfriend Lily, who clearly and obviously wanted Rob back. The picture nearly destroyed our relationship. My parents were even disappointed in me, and scolded me for being so reckless and drunk, but they eventually forgave me. I even told Rob I was drunk, and that his friends were the ones who were taking advantage of me when I was passed out.

Rob didn’t believe it at first, but then we never spoke of the picture again.

But now it looks like Rob wants to ruin any future relationships for me. This picture is the end of me.

The man takes back his cell phone and laughs at me. “At least you learned that pictures never die or disappear from the web, Y/N. Once you fuck up, you’ll be reminded that you fucked up for the rest of your life. Now, can I get a quote?” he asks seriously.

“Fuck you!” I snap.

“Nah, I’m not into gangbangs like you. Maybe you can ask Bruce Wayne and his sons to join you? My God, would you really do that? You must really be a slut!”

Jason steps in front of me and glares down at the shorter man. “Back. The. Fuck. Off.” Jason threatens angrily.

“Damn…you work fast, Y/N? So, what’s next: are you going to fuck the Luthor or Queen family next?!”

I rip my arm from Jason’s grasp, and I run away from the crowd and restaurant. I had to stop after a block to remove my heels, and then I was back to running away.

No matter how far I run. No matter how hard I try to hide my tears. I was broken.

I finally stop running once I realize I made it all the way to the pier. I remember the pier from when Dick showed me where he almost killed his parents’ killer. Walking slowly and barefoot, I make it to the rail where I take a seat and allow my legs to dangle above the water. My arms are holding the rails above me, and for just a second, I wish I could disappear.

If I fall into the dark water, I would be gone quickly, and no one would ever know.

It’ll be as if this pain never happened. It’ll be as if I never caused trouble.

“You’re not going to jump in.”

Jason?

I whip my head around and see Jason approaching me. His black tie is undone, and he removes his jacket. He sits beside me, and carefully places his jacket over my bare shoulders. Jason exhales, and allows his legs to dangle beside mine.

“Wouldn’t it just be easier if I did? I already ruined your family’s reputation. I even ruined my family’s as well,” I remark.

“Reputation? Doll, in case you haven’t noticed, reputations are meant to be ruined,” Jason says, as he chuckles lightly. He glances at me, but I still refuse to look him in the eyes. “Bruce and Alfred are already doing damage control to the media. Since your shitty ex-boyfriend leaked that picture, Timbo and Dick are making sure it’s taken down online and we’re going to sue his ass until he’s poor and dead.”

“What?” I barely whisper and turn to look at him.

“You’re a part of our family whether you like it or not, Y/N. We protect each other, and that means we’re going to protect you, too. And trust me, Bruce and Alfred are very good at clearing up the rumors and paparazzi bullshit. Alfred even said he’s going to talk to your parents, so you have absolutely nothing to worry about, sweetheart. And as for Tim and Dick, your picture will never surface online again.”

I lean my forehead on the rail. “What about Damian?” I ask quietly.

“He’s doing me a favor, but that’s not important right now! I want you to know I believe you, Y/N. You are not what Rob says you are. You’re not a whore. That picture was taken without your consent and those fuckers had no right to do those fucked up, disgusting acts to you while you were drunk. And as for your fucking ex-boyfriend, he’s fucking asshole who should have believed you and beat the shit out of those other fuckers,” Jason growls under his breath, and runs a hand through his dark hair. “If I knew you back then…and knew what happened…I would have killed all of them, sweetheart. I would have shoot off those fuckers’ balls, and then I would have jammed my gun down your boyfriend’s throat, and then up his ass until he pukes up bullets.”

I slowly turn to face Jason, and I soon realize he never took his eyes off me the entire time he’s been talking. “W-why are you saying all of this, Jay?” I whisper.

“Because you deserve to know the truth, and you deserve better. Fuck doll…you’re the strongest babe I know. Y/N, you literally don’t hesitate to speak your mind, you don’t take shit from any of us, and if I remember correctly…you once kicked my ass during that time Dick and I fought over a mission gone wrong. Remember? You took me down with just one punch and kick to the knee?”

“How can I forget? I felt bad right after, and we ended up eating a carton of chocolate ice cream while watching stupid movies on Netflix,” I say softly. “All night long.”

“The best night of my life,” Jason replies, and grins before he scoots over next to me. “This…what happened tonight isn’t going to destroy you, Y/N. Do you want to know what I see happening?”

I force myself to choke back on my tears. “What?” I barely ask.

“You’re going to hug me, and I’m going to tell you you’re stronger than this. You’re going to flip off the fucking paparazzi with me, and we’re going to show them we’re two badasses, who are not going to let the media tell us bullshit, when we know we’re better than all of them. And then, I’m going to take you out to dinner, and then I’m going to spend the entire night convincing you, that you are perfect and how much you mean to me,” Jason says seriously. “Because doll…I’ve got you.”

“Then what?” I ask, wiping a tear from my cheek with a small smile.

“Then I’m going to tell you I love you, and that I want you to give me a chance. I want one chance to show you how fucking crazy I am for you, and that I’m so in love with you that just being near you isn’t enough. I can’t be a friend anymore Y/N, especially when all I want is to kiss you, hold you, and protect you until the day I die. But most importantly, you’re going to tell me that you love me, and want to be with me as well. And after we kiss and seal our love, you’re going to tell me you’re so strong, that no matter what the media, public, and Rob says: you are going to overcome all of this, and you’re never, ever going to let anyone put you down, when you are clearly above and better than all of us.”

Before I can say anything, Jason leans in and kisses me. Our lips together send fireworks throughout my entire body, and I feel as if I’ve fallen into hot lava. I feel my body on fire, and Jason clearly does too, when he reaches to hold my face, as the other holds my waist tightly. As we explore each other’s mouths and bodies (over the clothes), we hear someone honking their vehicle. Jason and I pull away from each other, and then we see it’s the Batmobile.

Jason helps us to our feet, as we check out the Batmobile. The window rolls down and we see Nightwing in the driver’s seat, along with Red Robin beside him. Robin is in the back and shakes his head at us.

“Don’t you know how to answer your cell phone, Todd?” Robin scoffs.

“We were busy at the moment…” Jason says, and leads us to the Batmobile. “Did you do what I asked, Demon Spawn?”

“Affirmative,” Robin says.

“B wants us to drop Y/N back at the manor while we finish what we started,” Nightwing says, with a smile for me.

Jason motions Red Robin to climb into the backseat with Robin. Once the passenger side is clear, he climbs in and pulls me onto his lap as Nightwing revs up the Batmobile. We speed away from the pier, as Nightwing drives us back to the manor.

“Finish what?” I ask curiously.

“Just a…little mission…” Jason answers sheepishly.

“Don’t worry about a thing, Y/N,” Red Robin insists.

“Indeed, you will never go through this again,” Robin speaks up.

“B says not to kill him, so we have to be careful with what we do,” Nightwing clarifies, as I stare at the brothers in confusion.

“What are you guys going to do? Are you…going to kill Rob, and his friends?” I ask.

Nightwing grins at me, as Red Robin and Robin flash their innocent smiles. Jason bursts into a fit of laughter and kisses my cheek. With both strong arms wrapped around me, he leans his face towards mine.

“Oh, we’re not going to kill him or his friends, sweetheart. We’re just going to break their bones!”

#dc comics #batman #red hood #jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd x y/n #dick grayson #tim drake #damian wayne #nightwing #robin #red robin

[witchofthemidlands]

WHY POWER RANGERS 2017 DESERVED A SEQUEL. In This Essay I Will...

A lot of people are gonna disagree with me on this, but in my opinion, Power Rangers 2017 is a goddam masterpiece. It’s probs my second favourite film of all time. It’s beautiful, it’s funny, I felt that soundtrack in my soul and it has an amazing cast. I adore it, alright? Have done since I brought the dvd, because I couldn’t see it in cinemas at the time, because of those stupid ass exams... Anyway, I’m in a shitty headspace, I kinda want to yeet myself out of a window, I’ve had a drink, so, like the piece of actual garage I am, I am going to yeet myself into the trash can of Power Rangers 2017 & explain, why I believe that this film deserved a sequel.

First off THE CHARACTERS. Honestly, one the best things about this entire film is just these five wonderful characters. I could’ve watched these characters do random shit for a whole twenty four hours & not get bored istg, they’re great & they all deserved the world.

Jason Scott: Red Ranger, leader of the squad. Jason is probably my favourite out of the squad if I had to pick one & that’s not just because he’s played by the absolute legend, Dacre Montgomery. Jason won me over from the minute he said ‘tHat’S nOt aN uDDeR dUDe!’ (how tf did the cow get out of the gym to be in the field when Jason’s driving away though) Jason was completely different from everything I was expecting him to be. I thought he was just gonna be another one of those dumbass jock characters, who would slowly start to get on my nerves, but nope. Unlike what I was expecting, this character showed a great range of emotions. He was loyal, brave, hugged his best mate twice and cared so much about his family & friends. I mean the guy went so goddam HARD for Billy Cranston after only knowing him for five minutes. I stan that level of immense friendship.

Kimberly Hart: Pink Ranger. I adored her, honestly, I loved everything about her. She was played by the gorgeous Naomi Scott & was a really interesting character, because she was a character that had done a really shitty thing, but was trying to do better. What I liked about all these characters, was that they were all flawed in some way & were not perfect like all these kinds of films try to portray their characters, which was honestly, why Power Rangers was such a breath of fresh air, because it actually showed decent characters, that were not perfect and were working to try and become the best versions of themselves, but knew that they had a long way to go before they could do that. Kimberly was a part of a cyber bullying incident & it was great to see that they never tried to excuse the shit she did, but got her to accept that she did do it and that she couldn’t change what she did. When I first watched this film, I immediately expected Kim to be a major bitch, but she wasn’t. Seriously, these characters were so well written istg. Also, I know the kiss scene was deleted & I both agree & disagree about them deleting it (I shipped Jason & Kim, guys. Then again, I pretty much shipped them all at random times. Jason & Kim, Jason & Billy, Kim & Trini, all the Rangers in one big beautiful poly relationship etc) Yet, what I did like about it was how forward Kim was, most these teen based films, it’s always the guy who makes the first move, gives the first kiss etc, but ma girl, Kim WENT for it. I mean, she full on went for it & topped Jason. I have never stanned harder. You go, Kim! Again, I adored her. Enough said.

Billy Cranston: Blue Ranger, honestly the purest of them all. I loved this guy from the second he appeared (screw that asshole who broke his pencils in his first scene I’d have done more than just slapped that bitch istg), he cared so much about his mates, he gave everything into becoming a Ranger, like the guy was so pumped about becoming a superhero. Too pure for this world, I swear & was such a cheerful character, I mean, the poor dude literally died & he was still probs the happiest of them all. His friendship with Jason was literally one of the best friendships I’ve seen in a film between two dudes, they loved each other & were pretty much joined at the hip throughout the film, honestly legends. Again, these writers really wrote some bloody good characters, because they wrote Billy to be an autistic character & it’s rare to see representation of autistic characters, especially ones that are main characters, which is another reason why the character of Billy Cranston was greatly appreciated, because they handled it well. I will always love that scene where Billy is trying to explain his autism to Jason & he’s just like ‘you don’t have to explain it to me.’ Because Jason accepted him for who he is right away. This friendship was beautiful & the fact that we were robbed of seeing more of it in a sequel is a crime against nature.

Zack Taylor: Black Ranger, was honestly my dude. This guy was so much fun, but honestly, the stand out thing about his character was how much he loved his mother! I appreciate how realistically written these characters are, I really do. It was great to finally see a teenage character who was shown to be a care provider for a relative. It broke my soul when Zack said that his greatest fear was coming home & finding his mother dead, as someone who helps care for a relative, that is a very real fear & I appreciated how they wrote Zack’s explanation about his mother. Another thing I liked about him, was that even though he was a tease & flirted with Trini throughout most of the film, he totally cooled it down when she admitted that she was questioning her sexuality. Honestly, a character to stan here.

Trini: Yellow Ranger, an absolute mood. Oof, what a character. I honestly didn’t know that Becky G could act, but she honestly blew me away in Power Rangers. Trini was definitely one of the best characters in the film, she came across as tough as nails, but she slowly started to find a family in the Ranger Squad. Her & Kim were awesome (I pretty much ship all these characters in various ships, but I gotta admit, I got some hella gay vibes during that doughnut scene). She evidently had helicopter parents, but got on well with her siblings, even if one did say that he thought the Yellow Ranger was a dude, honestly iconic. There was an interesting part where she was talking questioning her sexuality & her parents want to use labels, again, these writers really gave it their all with these characters, because that is incredibly realistic & I really felt for her.

Seriously, this is an incredibly talented cast (Dacre Montgomery deserves whatever awards they can throw at him for Stranger Things) & is one of the more diverse casts I’ve seen in a film & the fact that they want to reboot it again without this cast is just wrong. Yeah, the story was a bit patchy in places, it wasn’t a groundbreaking film, but to me it was a masterpiece, because it made me feel things, it made me laugh, it gave me something I could escape to when I needed it. It had fantastically written characters that you could actually relate to and it was just a whole lot of fun. There’s so much shite out there these days that gets sequels green lit that isn’t nearly as half as good as Power Rangers 2017 was. They also didn’t give us a complete ending, what with the post credit scene, where it seemed like they were introducing their proposed version of Tommy Oliver. I wanted to see who they’d want as Tommy, how they’d write the character & how they’d change the character. I heard somewhere (don’t quote me on this I saw it on tumblr) that Tommy could’ve been a woman in this version, that would’ve been epic. They had so much potential there & they just gave up & decided to reboot because of what? Was it because the film did that badly, did the cast not want to do a second film? I totally respect them for that if they didn’t, but it totally sucks ass that they’re rebooting it again, because they had the perfect set up there, they had a banging soundtrack, the best cast known to man & god & PLEASE can someone create an actual Alpha Five? I need a motivational robot like that in my life.

Power Rangers 2017 deserved sequels.

However, if it must be rebooted, my fan cast for the reboot would be.

Dacre Montgomery - Jason Scott

Naomi Scott - Kimberly Hart

RJ Cyler - Billy Cranston

Becky G - Trini

Ludi Lin - Zack Taylor

Bill Hader - Alpha Five

Whoever they want for the rest of the cast.

POWER RANGERS 2017 DESERVED BETTER FOLKS.

✌️

#power rangers 2017

[pjo-hoo-bigbang]

anyone feel like answering 5, 12, and 19.

one thing u would change in canon

jay:

uh. just one?

i think i would definitely highlight the individual friendships among the seven a lot more, leo and piper in particular were robbed. all the friendship potential was there for all of them but like they got sidelined for underdeveloped romance plots yk

stephi:

Percy keeps the curse of Achilles. Thanks for coming to my ted talk.

shelby:

more! found! family! more! emphasis! on! platonic! relationships!

if u could create a character for the books who would they be? name, godly parents etc

jay:

damn idk. probably an asian character so i can project and also give some more fuckin diversity. an asian daughter of athena? again, for the projection. would probably have a chinese last name and first name is up for debate.

stephi:

Uuuu probably a daughter of Apollo that can manipulate light and sucks at medicine. I suck with names lol.

shelby:

idk if i would create a character? rick’s done a bad job of balancing the ones he has lmao

opinions on jason

jay:

jason is my baby, i love him very much and i mourn for his potential. rick should’ve given him a series before hoo came out so that we could get the chance to fall in love with him as his own character and with his story the same way we did with percy.

stephi:

I think fandom has really made me appreciate Jason and I love reading fics with him but tbh canon Jason ? I don’t really know him.

shelby:

listen. i have no beef w him, i just don’t particularly care abt him. i think i could create a jason i was rly here for, but most of the time im kinda. meh. tbqh

#pjobb ama #anonymous #mod jay #mod stephi #mod shelby

[quillsareswords]

Brother Dearest

Batboys Headcannon

Requested (@viviandarkbloomvd)

What's the relationship between him and your little brother like? (Written by someone with two younger, impossibly annoying brothers.) While writing this, I had in mind the brother's age was roughly 8-13.

Prompt List // Masterlist (both linked in bio)

Dick Grayson

Dick is the kind of man who shows up to your house, unannounced, on a Saturday afternoon, only to inform you that he's come for your brother, not you.

You can't count the number of times he's whisked your younger brother off on some kind of adventure, littering your text conversation with photos of the two of them.

On your more fun dates (a trip to the zoo, a day at the park), he extends the invitation to your brother as well. He always asks you first, of course.

"(Y/N)!" You turn around to see your brother and your boyfriend bounding toward you as you waited for your ice cream. "Guess what Dick and I found!"

Your eyes dart up to Dick before he reaches you. The monkeys scream happily in the distance of the Gotham City Zoo. You noticed immediately that he's hiding something behind his back. He pulls out a giant stuffed baboon. "We thought it looked like you."

Jason Todd

Jason and your brother have some kind of silent bond. You suspect it's out of the mutual protectiveness over you, but you've never asked.

The main reason for this reasoning would be the events of that one time you, Jason, and your family sat down at a nice little restaurant for lunch. A man came in to rob the establishment, and you barely caught the eye contact Jason and your brother made from either side of you.

Jason seems fond of your brother. He was more than happy to keep an eye on him for you while you were out of town for a week or two. You later found out that he had dropped by regularly.

"Jason let me ride on his motorcycle while you were gone!" your brother tattles, Jason only a few desperate steps behind him. "We went out to get ice cream!"

Jason slides his hands in his pockets, avoiding your disapproving stare. "Firstly, I made him wear pads and a helmet." He gives your brother a heatless glare. "Secondly, your mom already yelled at me."

Tim Drake

In the later days of your friendship, early days of your relationship, you and Tim babysat your brother together. Your parents would ask you to watch him from time to time, so you'd call Tim over to help and hang out.

Because of that, Tim and your brother act more like friends than anything. He's come with you to visit Tim at the Manor several times, and accompanied you and Tim on an outing once or twice.

"Tim!" your brother shrieks, staring intently at the television screen in the Wayne Manor sitting room. You watch in amusement from the couch as Tim throws out a green shell from his cart, knocking your brother off course.

You lean to the side dramatically, controller in hand, and ram your shoulder into Tim's, causing him to loose control of his character. You cross the finish line first, letting out a scream of victory.

Damian Wayne

At first, your brother didn't like Damian. At all. He thought Damian was rude and arrogant, and blatantly asked you why you would pick such man several times.

Thankfully, the more Damian was around, he grew to understand that, yes, Damian was rude and cold to almost everyone, but not to you. Damian warmed up (as much as the great Damian Wayne is willing to warm up, anyway) to your brother as well.

Sometimes, after trips under his father's company or "unofficial Wayne business", he come to your family's home with souvenirs for both of you. It makes you smile every time your brother boasts his new possession to anyone willing to listen.

"This is from Africa," he states proudly, puffing out his chest to show off the string of beads around his neck. "Damian brought it back for me."

Your grandmother looks up at Damian in mild shock. Beside you on the couch, Damian cocks a shoulder, about as close to a shrug as you've ever seen on him.

#damian wayne #damian wayne imagine #damian wayne x reader #tim drake #jason todd #dick grayson imagine #dick grayson x reader #jason todd imagine #tim drake imagine #tim drake x reader #batboys headcanons #dick grayson #batboys #damian wayne headcannon #jason toddx reader #batboys x reader #dick grayson headcannon #jason todd headcanon #tim drake headcannon #jason todd x reader

[wendip-week]

Wendip Bits from the GF Complete Series Commentary/Lost Legends Comic

Hey all!  @ddp456 here!

So, in between helping Kenzoe64 with the last few pages of the Protector comic and working on chapters of DBR3 (yes, I swear it’s still coming) I’ve had a bit of a secret project I’ve been working on (and to be honest, I’m kinda surprised no one else beat me to it)

Over the last few months, I’ve had a chance to rewatch Gravity Falls through the newly released Complete Series Blu Ray set, and for this, listened to every commentary created for each episode, as well as those made for the special features disc (which forgive me if I’m wrong, but was for the BD set, right?).

While the tracks give a HUGE insight on all things GF, it also unveils the curtain on many things Wendy and Dipper related; some things I guessed correctly from the very beginning (see my personal notes for bragging rights), and some, well, that kinda shocked me, and left me uncertain about a few details.  But I’m getting ahead of myself.

As you can guess, think of this as a dissection of the commentaries given, focusing on our favorite duo from the series, and afterwards, I’ll include a few questions of my own.  Fair enough?  Let’s get started:

(Tidbits in the first few episodes)

-Alex Hirsch states that Dipper’s crush on Wendy was always meant to be a big part of the series.

-Hirsch wanted to drop Wendip hints in the first episode (Tourist Trapped), but Rob Renzetti (Supervising producer director, creator of My Life As a Teenage Robot) talked him out of it, saying that he was doing it way too soon.

-The age difference between Dipper and Wendy was the very first conflict that came to mind in the writer’s room, so therefore, it was used.

-The persona of Wendy herself was crafted like that of a “cool camp counselor” so that she could do cool adult stuff, and be able to do “kid stuff” as well without being out of place.

(The Inconveniencing)

-The Cold Open for Episode 5 (Roof Time!) was created at the last minute because the writers realizes that the Wendy/Dipper connection really wasn’t justified.  The roof sequence was to make not only Dipper fall in love with Wendy, but the audience as well.  (D’aww!  - Editor’s note)

-At the end of the episode, the second “Zipped Lips” motion between Wendy and Dipper symbolized many things.  It shows that Dipper (despite lying) is accepted by Wendy into her social circle, and given her friendship.  Her lying to the other teens is just as important, as she does so without Dipper asking her to.  This was done to make Wendy as real as humanly possible, showing that she is just as cool as Dipper (and we as an audience) make her out to be.

-Hirsch often laments on the fact that they didn’t do a full “Wendy-themed” episode.  He explains that the point of many episodes is that a said character “learns a sin” and they were afraid to do so with Wendy, in fears that it would ruin her chemistry.  (more on this later - Editor’s note)

-They foreshadow the conflict over Robbie and Dipper (involving Wendy) and recognizes that things weren’t always realistic (e.g. how Dipper can beat up the Multi-Bear, but how he was deathly afraid of Robbie).  Hirsch’s reasoning is that the audience seems forgiving with such exaggeration as long as everyone appeared to stay in character ( again, more on this later - Editor’s note)

(Double Dipper)

-Originally, Double Dipper had nothing to do with Wendy (GASP! - Editor’s note)  The original premise was about Mabel trying to set up a party so she could mingle with the citizens of Gravity Falls, and make new friends, and Dipper, being the anti-social opposite of her, tries to prevent this at every turn, only to fail.  It was only when at the last moment, someone suggested to have Dipper’s story be about Wendy.

-During the slow dance scene, the animators specific added a shot of Wendy from Dipper’s POV so that we (the audience) could understand and feel the same anxiety that he did at that moment.

-At the dance of the episode, Hirsch and the rest of the crew theorize about what happens when Dipper goes back inside the Shack at the end of the night.  He specifically asked, “Do you guys think he asks Wendy to dance?”  The rest of the crew disagree, saying they can picture Dipper trying to dance on his own, and Wendy cheering him on, sprinkling confetti on him from afar like in the beginning of the episode. 

(Cute, but what about this? 

is it non-canon, now?  Did the commentary happen before the real Journal 3 was written?  Or is it presumed that Dipper lied in the journal?  What the fuck?  - Editor’s note)

(Irrational Treasure)

-Going off on a tangent, Hirsch describes Dipper’s crush on Wendy as “creepy” and “over-the-top.”  He details that it’s Dipper’s seriousness that leads to misfortune, and for that, he takes a lot of lumps. 

-The Zodiac is mentioned here, and the writers explain that the Ice wasn’t always related to Wendy.  The symbol was random.

-And as a cute sidenote, the “binkies” that the Pines twins have at the back of their heads were taken from the same ones that the Mario Bros. have.

(Time Traveler’s Pig)

-Alex Hirsch goes hard on Dipper here.  He explains that Dipper has a very naive, yet forgivable, but wrong idea about romance.

-He feels that Dipper would die a thousands deaths to have Wendy feel the same way about him.

-Dipper is desperate to have this perfect moment, this perfect day with Wendy, because he believes that he’s not perfect on his own (told ya’ all! - Editior’s note)

-Hirsch says because of this, Dipper doesn’t deserve to get what he wants.  This idea of how the world works shouldn’t be rewarded.

-He adds that creating the lessons above was the hardest part of writing the episode.

(Fight Fighters)

-Hirsch knew that the “crush” angle was getting old, but he loved the story presented here.  He says that “Dipper’s heart was in the right place” when defending Wendy against Robbie.  (again, take that, internet!  - Editor’s note)

-Hirsch was blown away by the internet’s response to the episode, shocked to see how many people have had a negative reaction to it.  At this point, Jason Ritter (voice of Dipper) responses, “What?!  Love doesn’t die, guys!

-Alex goes into how he doesn’t care for “shipping,” that the “Wendy/Dipper” stories come from need for conflict, but not from character relationships.  With Wendy involved, Dipper is motivated, desperate, and will do the most insane things.

-He agrees with internet that the crush wasn’t really going anywhere, but he loved the W&D scripts that kept coming in.

-Robbie’s calling out Wendy like a dog (C’mon, out, girl!) was ad-libbed by TJ Miller.

-Hirsch believes that if left alone, Robbie would have never fought Dipper.  He was jealous that his girlfriend was going off on all these weird adventures with this kid.  (Wait, so there are untold Wendy/Dipper adventures out there?!  - Editor’s note)

-The height difference between Wendy and Dipper literally comes from Alex’s real life (and his twin, Ariel, was taller, like Mabel), where he was the smallest kid in class, and his science partner in school was regular sized, and also, his secret crush.

(The Deep End)

-The episode was always meant to be a non-serious, low-stakes piece.  Dipper’s having a good time with Wendy was not meant as romantic, but as friends.

-Wendy was originally meant to have a two piece bikini, but the network made them change it (So, wait, it wasn’t a homage to the Sandlot’s Lifeguard Wendy? - Editor’s note)

(Boyz Crazy)

-Hirsch regrets not clarifying the Robbie/Wendy/Dipper portion at the end.

-He insists that the hidden message in the song was mere coincidence.  Wendy was not hypnotized. 

-He sees the situation as follows:  Dipper is jealous that Wendy is into Robbie’s music.  For this, Dipper figures there has to be a sinister reason for this. 

-Robbie definitely stole the music, but didn’t know that the message was there.  Hirsch says as a child, he was personally fascinated by rock bands having hidden messages in their records.

-At this point in the commentary, Ariel Hirsch chips in, saying that in the end, “Dipper wasn’t thinking about Wendy.”  Jason Ritter (Dipper himself) agrees, “He’s only thinking about calling out Robbie.”    (told ya’ all x3.  - Editor’s note)

-Alex Hirsch’s quote about the hidden message: “Backward messages can’t control people’s behavior because you can’t understand them!”

-His notes on Stan and Dipper bonding in this episode: “Both would rather believe that there is a huge conspiracy rather than they’re bad with women.”

(Land Before Swine)

-Hirsch says as side-notes that Wendy had a running bet with Grunkle Stan about who would eat the corn-unicorn first (he didn’t bet on Waddles).  Also, he says that Ford has a fear of women because after a bad experience involving someone being freaked out by his six-fingers.

(Gideon Rises)

-Hirsch admits that Gideon’s speech to Dipper is bullcrap.  Dipper has beaten plenty without the aid of the Journal 3, but his insecurities make him believe otherwise.

(Scary-oke)

-Wendy has two cut scenes that are shown in the Special Features disc.  At the beginning of the episodes, she (along with Soos) is interview by the news and she is chided for using the word “Jerkface” on live TV.  She then goes into a huge rant about her “freedom of speech.”  The second shows that Wendy was given the blow-horn by Mabel to be the official hype person of Scary-oke.

(Into the Bunker)

-ITB won an Annie award?!  (Didn’t know that - Editor’s note)

-Hirsch wanted to keep the Dipper/Wendy crush going, but could see that the audience was getting tired of it.  The writers decided to have Wendy become a member of the team and go on adventures, choosing to have Dipper deal with heartbreak sooner than later.

-It was considered to be the third priority for the second season.  (Reveal Author, Revisit Switch in the Woods, and Kill the Crush)

-Speaking of, the Bunker’s staircase was taken from the video game classic, Myst

-The script for “Into the Bunker,” was given to Matt Chapman (of “Homestar Runner”/Strong Bad fame), because all of his GF scripts happen to have heartbreak in them, earning him the nickname, “Shipwrecker.”

-Wendy and Dipper’s movie night/Cold Opening was the very last thing to be added to the episode.  They needed something to tie Dipper’s investment to both the adventure at hand, and the Wendy crush

-In this, Dipper’s confidence grows by defeating Gideon, and when Wendy says she doesn’t need guys, it brings him to turmoil by the impossible and hopeless.

-The symbol room was originally the “Gonna Die” room.

-This episode is in Alex Hirsch’s top 5 GF episodes, because of its darker tone.

-He details:  there are so many good moments in this episode where Dipper is suffering at the hands of this girl that’s so much cooler and so much beyond what he could even understand.

-The GF team knew that this had to be a stand-out episode for Wendy.  We had to spend a lot of time with her, showing that she could hold her own and make a valuable addition to the Mystery Crew.  Hirsch regrets not doing that more.  For this, every time Wendy is added to the team, she’s awesome.

-The most amount of takes in the entire series was the “Dipper crying over dead Wendy” scene.  Hirsch explains that it was a hard thing to sell, and a really vulnerable moment.

-ITB’s ending was one of the hardest endings to write.  The commentary says they rewrote it 5 times to get it right.

-An idea used was “Love is temporary, but friendship is real love?”  (Hell, that’s what I use about 90% of the time - Editor’s note)

-The line “Don’t be itchy.” was added super late to the script.  The team tried to avoid as many cliches as possible.

-The first time the Wendy/Dipper confession scene was watched in animatics, Hirsch and crew felt that it was “too romantic,” like a romcom.

-In the Special Features disc, we see a sneak peak of the deleted scene.  In this, Dipper goes in on a rant of despair, pledging to Wendy that he’ll try to avoid the Gift Shop from now on, and that she’ll never have to talk to him again, before she stops him and tries to calm him (Dude, Dude, it’s okay...)  (Poor baby... - Editor’s note)

-The scene was meant to reflect Alex’s own puberty, which wasn’t romantic, but nightmarish. 

-”It’s meant to be terrifying for Dipper.  His heart is in his throat as he has to have this talk with Wendy.  He’s frozen, waiting for it to pass, and Wendy can see this pain, and she’s doing everything she can to show him, “Nothing’s different.  Everything’s normal.  You’re normal.  These feelings are normal.  I’m a couple years older than you, and I’ve seen this.  I’ve been around the block.  We all go through it.  You’re going to be okay.”

(Kinda wish they went this route instead of the whole “age” thing.  It’s beautiful - Editor’s note)

-It couldn’t be a “will they/won’t they” situation.  The real question was “will they be friends after this?”

-The writers could see a very legitimate path where Wendy is like, “Dude. you’re creeping me out.  Maybe we should take a little time from each other because this is not healthy, etc.”  The fact that she was so beautiful and cool and treats Dipper so well shows that she IS the awesome kind of person that Dipper thinks she is.

(The Golf War)

-A quick note about Dipper and relationships.  Dipper’s normal social fear melts away when he’s around someone he hates so much.  Someone like Pacifica brings out pure sass and rage.   (HA! - Editor’s note)

(Little Gift Shop of Horrors)

-There was a possible story being tossed around where Wendy gets a tattoo and gradually, it overtakes her/she becomes the tattoo herself.  Alex Hirsch loved the idea of a living tattoo, stating that it’d fit with Wendy’s rebellious teen nature, and that she’d learn a lesson at the end of it.

-The writers passed, saying that Wendy is very hard to write for.  When we see her, she’s cool and controlled, and for a short story concept, finding that depth to make it valuable would be difficult.  Plus, they didn’t want to be compared to Moana (or the fact it’s almost exactly like a Goosebumps story? - Editor’s note)

(Society of the Blind Eye)

-Hirsch and the writers loved the Wendy/Mabel scene because there’s not many of them throughout the series.  To them, it was great to show Wendy as the “cool, older sister.”  Hirsch dug Wendy’s complete disregard of boys.  “Don’t worry about them.  Yeah, whatever, they’re a dime a dozen. I’ve had so many boyfriends...”

-The writers discuss what kind of man Wendy would end up with.  “He’d have to be something - some kind of specimen.  She’s so confident and having a good time, comfortable in her own skin; if a guy’s cool, she’ll be “Yeah, I’ll try it out,” and when she’s bored, “Yeah, no thanks,” leaving a bottomless scar inside their heart,” going on to cite Robbie as example.

-Alex Hirsch added the line about Wendy’s being stressed 24/7.  It’s obviously not what she shows the world, and yet, it shows how you can vaguely see it there.  (Tell me about it - Editor’s note)

(Blendin’s Game)

-Alex Hirsch’s view on family:  “Friendship is thicker than water, and family’s something you can create.”

-Hirsch’s further thoughts on shipping:  He tells the writers that it’s meaningless.  He rather ask if they have a compelling story instead.  He doesn’t care about love, saying “Love isn’t the end - it’s a story turn.”

-A member of the writing cast was going to comment on the baby Wendy and Tambry scene, when she was interrupted, and the point is never bought up again.   (Dammit! - Editor’s note)

(Dungeons, Dungeons & More Dungeons)

-Hirsch debated about having a scene where Dipper reveals his real name to Ford.  The consensus said no.  The same happened for “Dipper and Mabel Vs. the Future.”

(The Last Mabelcorn)

-Originally, the episode was going to be a Wendy-eccentric episode involving her family and her relationship with Manly Dan.  On top of that, she was going to gain magical weather powers as well.  The team decided against it, not wanting to be compared to the movie, Frozen, as well finding it hard to balance considering Wendy’s grounded character.

For this, they made it up to her by having Wendy (and her influence) take over the episode after the first third.

(Roadside Attraction)

-The Special Features disc shows an alternate opening that doesn’t showcase a Dipper/Wendy angle at all.  Dipper asks a group of ladies to borrow a quarter and instead, gets beaten up for it.  Mabel and the gang figure from this that Dipper needs help talking to women.

-The whole point of the episode (to Hirsch) is that Dipper gets advice from Stan when Dipper is only trying to move on, while Stan has no idea what he’s doing, stating he is not a role model by any means.  The lesson is not to present false affections and learn to hear other people’s feelings.  “Stan lives alone for a reason!”

(Dipper & Mabel Vs. the Future)

-The Mabel/Wendy scene was created so that if someone as cool as Wendy doesn’t like High School, it immediately changes Mabel’s perspective on the matter.

-One of the Government agents were originally going to offer Dipper an apprenticeship/”advanced learning path,” in due to all of his discoveries and research.

-Hirsch figures that Ford’s speech towards Dipper is similar if not the same that he gave to McGucket.  Ford takes advantage of hero worship - it’s not so much as he needs an apprentice, rather to have someone that’ll do anything he says.  (So where are those people that says Ford doesn’t have a mean streak in him? - Editor’s note)

-Upon Dipper rescuing Ford, Jason Ritter laments on commentary, “If only Wendy could have seen that moment...” to which the room explodes with laughter.

(Weirdmageddon Part 1)

-Hirsch explains: “Wendy is the most grounded character in the series, so in this ungrounded scenario, she is able to make the most of it.  She can handle just about anything.”

-Wendy’s speech to Dipper was struggled with for a while.  It had to be a speech not about Dipper’s self-confidence, but about how he needed Mabel back (which the writers says there’s truth in)

-The live action Wendy and Dipper scene (with Jason Ritter and Linda Cardellini) had lines cut from the final version (Son-of-a-...  Editor’s Note)

-The Gideon/Dipper speech represents the full completion of Dipper’s Wendy arc.  It’s a real-life lesson that Hirsch says many people in real life still don’t get.

(Weirdmageddon 2: Escape from Reality)

-A deleted scene in the Special Features disc expands on the beach scene, where Mabel zaps Dipper, Wendy, and Soos’s ruined clothing into gaudy swimwear (though Wendy has a cute flower in her hair ala Hawaiian).  They go to the beach and Wendy begins to admire the hunky volleyball players, leading to a jealous Dipper.

-Alex Hirsch explains that the fantasies offered in Mabelland aren’t fantasies, they’re easier outs.  Wendy’s is teen rebellion rather than facing reality.  Soos’s is the dad he always wanted.

-With Dipper, what was originally going to be behind the door was Ford and the offer of the apprenticeship.  They would go off on adventures and discoveries, only to stumble upon a now-alone Mabel, growing up in High School, and having a real life.  Hirsch axed the idea, believing that Mabelland, and by extension, Bill Cipher, wouldn’t show the downside of any fantasy, rather Dipper would have to discover it himself.  For this, the writers had to go back to “the Wendy Well.”   (Special note: we at @wendip-week have to use the phrase, “Wendy Well” more often - Editor’s note)

-Earlier versions of the episodes had different “Wendy wants,” including one where we find her writing deep poetry.  The writers go on about her fantasy, saying that it couldn’t be a “perfect guy,” because she’s self-realized.  But at the same time,  they admit that Wendy “exhibits destructive character flaws that she has to get over.”  They add, “She really loves that aimless teen rebellion, that it’s hard to turn down all that chaos.”   (So, why the hell didn’t they make an episode about that?!  And I wanna see Poet Wendy ASAP! - Editor’s note)

(Weirdmageddon 3: Take Back The Falls)

-Alex Hirsch:  “Gravity Falls was always meant to have a bittersweet feeling to it.”

-Weirdmageddon was about giving everyone a hero moment.  Part 1 was Wendy and Dipper’s.  Part 2 was Mabel, and the Mystery team as a whole.  Part 3 was the Stan twins and the town united.

-Jason Ritter marvels at the Wendy and Rumble sequence, noting how all the other characters are fighting  with machines, and yet Wendy is going at it bare-handed.

-Weirdmageddon was approved to be a made-for-TV movie, but Disney demanded another 3 episodes for regular air.  The team declined.

-There was never an official plan for the Zodiac.  It was something the team made as a tease, but after seeing fan response, they knew they had to do something with it.  Linking Wendy with the bag was a last minute decision simply because of the scenes involving her and ice throughout the series.

-A quick note about the original quote of the Llama, versus the final one given by Larry King, “Llamas are dumb, blonde, beautiful, and they spit!”   (BWHAHAHAHAHAHA! - Editor’s note)

-Hirsch is a big believer in visual aid.  The Pines twins changed on the inside, and he wanted something to show that on the outside as well.  Mabel got to keep Waddles, and for that, Dipper received Wendy’s hat, as a symbol of their friendship.

-Rewatching the scene, Jason Ritter says that he believes Dipper never takes off Wendy’s hat, and is too shy to tell anyone its origins.  (”When people ask him, he’s like “Don’t you worry about that...”)

-Alex Hirsch says the switching hats idea came from a storyboarder’s sketch, in which he said, “That feels right.”  (Uh-huh.  Just a sketch... - Editor’s note)

The Wendy’s note scene was meant to be ambiguous about two things.  The first being “Mystery.”  It gave Dipper one last question to ponder in his head.  (Had to do one last tease, eh?  Editor’s note)

-The second was “Endings.”   “Did something just die here?  Are all these things we love really gone?”  HIrsch says not quite.  “Endings are new beginnings.”

A few neat points of interest (non Wendip related)

-Jason Ritter is a HUGE gaming fan, where he was able to name almost all the references in “Fight Fighters.”  He also played and completed the Gravity Falls 3DS game twice (where Alex Hirsch admits he never has...)

-Hidden in the Double Dipper episode, there is a secret commentary track, where Jason swoons over Wendy for part of the episode, only to be interrupted by his clones (including one that had to camp out for “The Legend of Zelda - Breath of the Wild)

And lastly, I want to address the new comic, Lost Legends.  While it didn’t have a hint of Wendip in it:

(sorry, fam, Wendy making a crack about Dipper wearing a skirt doesn’t cut it for me.  And didn’t mean to mooch. @fereality-indy. - I couldn’t find a real scan)

But it does contain two other important pieces of information (besides Mabel getting her just-desserts).

The first is a code that gives the hint, WENDY'S MOM: IN ANOTHER DIMENSION?

Such a thing would explain a ton.  One would guess that Wendy and her family believes that her mother just vanished, meaning she could have abandonment issues.  (and yes, kids, such a thing can affect how people have relationships)

And to add to the tease, there’s a second hint as well in the first story:

(and thank you, GF Team for giving me another canon point to add to the Protector comic by stating the BES still exists!)

But back to the task at hand, we see that the far right vital has Wendy’s mom’s memories.  Is this in conjunction with the above point?  Or its own theory?

Hopefully, this plot point is exploring in the next piece of GF related media.  All I can guess is this, if Wendy’s mom really is stuck in another dimension, the Pines better pray they didn’t have anything to do with it...

The only other interesting thing to note is that at the end of the second story, Wendy makes an comment about “overthrowing the government,” which kinda sounds like the cut scene from “Scary-Oke” mentioned above.  Is it a statement of the politics taught in the Corduroy home, or is it a reflection of current views from Alex Hirsch and the writers?  (It’s fascinating either way, IMHO).

So, with everything said and done, I’ll admit, reader, I’m a bit mixed up, feeling wise.

On one hand, Alex Hirsch himself confirmed a shit-ton of Wendy and Dipper info that makes me feel like:

But at the same time, it seems like one of my favorite parts of the show is the one he could care less about - that it’s an end to a means.  The closest feeling I can relate to is how the Professor in the 2nd TMNT movie inadvertently tells Donatello that he was an accident.

And I get it, the series is based on the dude’s real life, and that includes nearly every aspect of Wendy and Dipper, rather it be good or bad (or as he describes it, mostly bad).  But that’s kinda of why I love it, too, that I can relate to that as well, as I’m sure many of you can.  I can say with full honesty that I’ve been both a “Dipper,” where I’ve followed along with a way-too-cool-for-me-girl like a lost puppy, and I’ve been a “Wendy,” too, in which a small ball of wonder looked up at me like I was a gift from God, and I tried my best not to sour or pervert that, and yet, remain honest.  It is an interesting story, even if it’s not the main story.

Man, he wasn’t kidding when he said “Gravity Falls was about being bittersweet,” eh?  But still, the fact remains: while it wasn’t perfect for ol’ Dipper, at least he wasn’t Patti Mayonnaise-d.

Between the numerous essays and questionnaires I’ve whipped up this summer, I still believe that there is ton of info to be asked and answered, especially involving our non-official favorite duo.  We can only hope that the powers that be may want to wish about that “Wendy Well” one day in the future.  Nothing is ever certain, and with that, I’ll leave you with some of the truest words out there, straight from Dipper Pines himself (and because I can’t find the damned gifs.)

Until next time.

#dipper pines #wendy corduroy #gravity falls #wendip #wendipweek

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Forever & Always

Summary: Y/N and Jared finally get married

Word Count: 1000~

Warnings: Fluff, fluff and all the fluff

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Written for: @thing-you-do-with-that-thing‘s Seasons of Love Challenge - Heat of Summer. My prompt was “There’s no music”. This can be read as a stand alone, but is the 3rd installment of my Jared x Reader series for Kari’s Seasons of Love Challenge. Read the first two parts below. 

Written for: @spngenrebingo

Square filled: Concert

Written for: @spnfluffbingo​

Square filled: Free Space

The Next Sixty Years  Walking On Sunshine 

You were bouncing with anticipation. You had waited for months for this day and it was finally here. With all the obstacles that had originally stood in your way from Jared’s filming schedule to the lack of available venues, you made it happen on your terms. With the help of your fiance and Danneel, you had planned the perfect day. Just a few more minutes and you would be walking down the aisle toward Jared and the rest of your lives.

A soft knock sounded at the door to your bedroom. Danni looked at you before moving to answer it. “You ready?” She asked, a smile on her pretty face.

“I have never been more ready for anything in my life,” you replied. She walked to the door and opened it, revealing your dad on the other side.

“Ready, Pumpkin?” he asked, his eyes dewey.

“Let’s do this,” you nodded and placed your arm in the crook of his elbow.

Slowly, the three of you made your way down the stairs to the first floor of your home. The crew you had hired had done an amazing job with the inside of the house and you couldn’t wait to get out to the yard and see how it too had been transformed. Coming to a stop, you stood outside the french doors to your yard, your dad next to you and Danneel in front of you.

She nodded and the doors opened, Rob and Rich were waiting on the other side. Something wasn’t right and you alerted Danni. “Danni!” you whispered and she turned around, her eyes wide as she realized the problem.

“There’s no music,” she voiced. “Hold on. Just give me five minutes and I got this.” She stepped out the doors, whispering in Rich’s ear while Rob looked on. Weeks of planning and now this?

Danni stepped back inside, closing the doors behind her. “I know this wasn’t what you had planned, but I think this will work perfect. Do you trust me?”

“Of course, more than anything,” you replied. And you did. She was your best friend and maid of honor. Her husband was Jared’s best friend and best man. Even their children were in the wedding. “But we need to hurry, we can’t miss the sunset.” You had planned everything down to the minute so that you and Jared were married at sunset on this perfect summer night.

You all waited patiently and just a few moments later, the doors opened once more and a sweet melody filled your ears. You turned to your dad and nodded. Danneel stepped out first, her and Jensen’s three children leading the way, and you followed behind her, your dad by your side. As soon as you rounded the corner, your heart caught in your throat and tears welled in your eyes. Just yards from you stood the rest of your life; Jared. He was dashing in his light colored suit and dark purple tie. You didn’t notice anything other than him as you made your way down the aisle.

The ceremony was over in a matter of moments, cheers erupting from your guests as you and Jared shared your first kiss as husband and wife, just as the sun set over the lake. It wasn’t until you started to make your way to the reception area that you noticed the music. Off to the side of the chairs, sat Rob, Rich and Jason playing their guitars. You placed your hand on Jared’s arm to stop him as you turned toward the trio.

“I cannot thank you all enough for doing this. It wasn’t planned, but it is perfect,” you gushed and embraced each of them. It wasn’t until later when you checked your messages that you discovered the musician you had hired came down with a case of food poisoning. It didn’t matter anyway. Having your friends there to play was more than perfect.

Everyone was having the time of their lives and the party had just started. Jared grabbed you by the hand and led you onto the dance floor as Jason and Jensen took the stage surrounded by twinkling lights hung high above you.

“So this wasn’t planned, but we are more than happy to put on a impromptu concert for y’all to celebrate the love between these two. Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce to you, Mister and Missus Padalecki!” Jensen’s voice filled the yard and you wrapped your arms around Jared’s neck. Jason began strumming the opening notes of “Crazy Love” and your eyes filled with tears once more. This was the first song you and Jared ever danced to and it was the reason you chose it for your first song.

With such a talented circle of friends, your wedding reception really was a concert, each of them taking turns during the reception to sing a song just for the two of you. As the party wound down, you and Jared finally had a moment to yourselves.

“Are you happy?” he asked, his hands around your waist as you sat on his lap.

“The word for what I am hasn’t been discovered yet; happy doesn’t even begin to describe what I am,” you looked into his eyes.

“Thank you for marrying me,” Jared placed a gentle kiss to your lips.

“Thank you for asking nicely. I never thought I could have this kind of love, but you changed all that the minute I met you. This is only the beginning and I can’t wait to start living the rest of my life with you,” your kiss was heated, but sweetly filled with all the words you couldn’t say.

A throat cleared behind you. You turned to see Danneel and Jensen, each with two glasses. They each handed you a glass.

“Here is to your forever and always,” Danni held her glass high.

“To love and friendship,” Jensen followed.

“To happiness,” you looked at your friends, then Jared.

“To making babies!” Jared quipped and you all laughed.

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[thatawesomenerdygirl]

nerd || Damian Wayne

Requested on Wattpad

Summary; reader studies abroad and comes back to Gotham on a holiday. They don't know about Damian's secret.

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You walked into the airport, looking for your longtime friend, Damian Wayne. A smile crept up on your lips excited to meet him again.

Your friendship with Damian was like the jock and the nerd kind of friendship, the two of you met at the Gotham Academy. Your school for 5 years until you had to move again, and study abroad due to your father's work.

And no, nobody bullied you at that place. You were too much of a proud nerd to be bullied. That was why it was sad to leave the town.

It was so peaceful minus the fact that Gotham had a crazy clown that almost always came out at night and a guy dressed as a bat as a Vigilante, also some other Villains that you never wanted to meet. EVER.

You've met Batman once when you almost got robbed, he was scary, his figure looming over you but there was something about him you couldn't place. Along with his partner, Robin.

He was about your age that time, his hair and body looked eerily familiar. You couldn't place it. Then again, you didn't want to think about it too much because it was too much a waste of time.

You preferred to waste your time playing games, reading books as you listened to your favorite music, or even went to a toy store to complete your figurine collections.

Damian had always been the one who commented about it, though it was never a harsh comment. It was just something between the line, 'you liked that guy? He sucks.' Or whenever you were about to pick a certain game he would say, 'I've tried it, it's no good---' then he would spoil the entire plot of the game.

That guy was a huge jerk.

But it what made you miss him; his witty comments, eye rolling, scoffing, he would cross his arms when he tried to be intimidating, and so on. He was a cute little guy. Yeah, he was shorter than you.

Your eyes scanning around the line of people as you wheeled your favorite suitcase since it was one of the limited editions merchandise of your favorite show.

Then you found him, Damian, alone, holding a pretty huge poster. Your name was written on it, along with a huge bedazzled word; 'NERD' written underneath your name, your favorite characters were also drawn. It was so damn embarrassing but cute but still embarrassing. He took creative into a whole new level.

Red-faced, you sauntered over to him. Many eyes were looking at you knowingly, you could practically hear their smirks and their jealous stares. The one who picked you up was Damian friggin' Wayne after all.

"There you are, my favorite geek." Damian teased, lowering the poster in his hands. He carefully rolled it so the delicate paper wouldn't get ripped nor crumpled before putting it into his bag.

"Did you really need to do that?" You whisper yelled, hands going on your hips as you glared up at him.

He was taller than you remembered, he was only 19 but look at him. His Adam's Apple was visible now, his hair was still in the same style but a little longer, his face looked more structured, his green eyes looked sharper than ever, and his body? You could ramble about it all day. Definitely not in a perverted way.

And there he goes, rolling his eyes as he slung his heavy looking bag over his shoulder effortlessly. "We just meet again and you want to get mad at me? Right." He scoffed, "I spent a lot of time on that poster, can't you at least thank me?"

"Zip it, shorty." You retorted. Your words emitted a short, mocking, deep laugh from him.

Yep, he changed alright, not his attitudes though. He was still as annoying as ever.

"Says you."

You groaned, "I need to look for another nickname."

"Good luck with that."

"Jerk."

Damian led you out of the airport, carrying half of your luggage with ease in a hand. You were pretty dumbfounded when you didn't see Alfred waiting like he used to, then Damian told you that Alfred was busy with his own business and he also didn't ask Alfred to drive him to the airport.

The boy could drive since he was 12 or something.

You were staying at his place/the manor, it wasn't the first time though but you were a little nervous since you hadn't met his older brothers but Tim. He was cool, he helped you with your homework back then.

The way to the manor was filled with nothing but a music you and he liked and your humming. As soon as the door opened, you spotted two strangers that you assumed were his brothers. Their figures were almost looked alike from even though you knew they weren't brothers in blood.

You also could tell that they were good-looking men which made you wonder if Bruce had a habit of picking up good-looking boys or even make one.

You snorted at the thought.

"Is something funny?" Damian asked you, guiding you inside after closing the door behind you.

"Nothing." Obviously, you couldn't tell him what you were thinking or he would kick you out.

Maybe even worse or less bad, who knows?

Your little conversations must've been quite loud because the next thing you know, the earlier men were standing in front of you and Damian.

Damn it, this family is filled with giants!

"You must be (Y/N), Damian's beloved nerd, correct?" The one with blue eyes guessed he was a little shorter to the man on his right.

"Beloved?" You arched your eyebrow, you could hear Damian groan.

"This child right here, decorated a room where you would stay in for days," the green eyed one started smugly as he glanced at an irritated Damian, and you listened with interest but also pretty shocked at the same time, "he also---"

He couldn't finish before Damian throw his bag at his older brother, sadly, he dodged it. "Todd, I'll kill you if you continue."

"I'd like to see you try, demon spawn." He snickered before sauntering away with a huge grin on his face.

Damian clicked his tongue as a response.

"I kinda want to hear him finish it though." You huffed.

"Trust me you don't." Then his older brother, the one who hadn't walk away cleared his throat, "oh, this is Dick."

Dick offered you his hand and you gladly shook it, "it's nice to finally meet you."

"Likewise."

"And that other one was, Jason." Damian almost spat the name but you could tell he still loved his brother in a very low-key way.

You spent a few minutes to talk to Dick before Damian walked you to your room, a little disappointed when you couldn't see Alfred nor Bruce anywhere. Damian told you that they were busy and you could understand that.

When you reached the room, it really was decorated with things you liked. It felt like your own room, then again Damian decorated it for you. There were a few stacks of books on a table, some figurines, and posters.

"Tell me you didn't spend all of your money on this."

"No, I didn't." He simply answered, placing your luggage near the bed while you walked over to a poster.

"Then, where did you get these?"

"Your hobbies were rubbing on me," he sat on the plush bed making the bed sank by his weight, "these are some of my collections."

"Your collections?"

"Some." He corrected you.

"And you call me a nerd!"

"Shut up and let's get your stuff out so I can take you to a Con."

and yeah, I tried to make the reader genderneutral. P.s I got the poster idea from here;

It was sent by a friend of mine, haha, kudos for him for finding it, and credits for the aforementioned Tumblr account!

I can’t seem to find them I don’t think they’re still here, but I dunno. Maybe they changed their Url?

#damian wayne x reader #damian wayne x you #damian wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #mention of tim drake #mention of bruce wayne #mention of alfred pennyworth #dc imagines #damian wayne imagines #dcu #dc #dc comics

[foreverlilaclies]

Unrequited

Onesided BirdFlash and Onesided Jaydick

Dick is fifteen when he falls for the first time. Young and cocky and so naive that it's a wonder it had not happened sooner. He had become comfortable in is role. He was confident in his abilities as Batman's partner and a part of the JLA. He wasn't eight anymore and helpless. He wasn't new to the role he played. It was that comfortable familiarity that would eventually lead to disaster. Dick had been beaten and shot by Two Face during one of his schemes and died twice on the operating table. He could remember laying on that cold warehouse floor, choking on his blood and unable to move. His fingers in his right hand were smashed beyond use and he could not see out of his left eye. He could clearly remember the panic in Batman's movements and he had wanted so badly to assure him that he was okay, but when he had opened his mouth, blood had poured down his chin and suddenly he was not so sure that he was.

He spent two weeks in the hospital and the last three recovering at the manor. It was a tense few weeks. Dick felt so enclosed. Like the walls were closing in on him. Bruce was silent. Dick knew he was avoiding him. He had been afraid. Even behind the cowl, Dick had been able to see the fear on his mentor's face as he tried to stop the bleeding. The shot had left them both vulnerable.

He dreamed of that damned bat. He could hear it whistling down on him again and again and he would wake up in the dead of night unable to breathe and unable to scream. He was still recovering when Bruce came home from a night on patrol with a new boy at his side. The boy is scrawny but tall with strong looking hands and eyes that are much too hard for a thirteen year old. He had looked at Dick with a guarded expression and Dick felt his entire word tilt. Even with Bruce saying nothing, Dick knew. He could see it in the firm line of Bruce's mouth and the wariness in the brat's eyes.

A new Robin.

"You're replacing me." It was not a question.

Dick is fifteen years old and everything is changing. Alfred tried to keep him as comfortable as possible but Dick could barely stand to be in the same house as Bruce or his replacement. Bruce's logic had been skewered and terrible. He had taken Dick's name and life and casually given it to this new kid who was always looking at Dick with those sea foam eyes of his. He hadn't been on missions. He was banned from the cave and Wally was so busy with Artemis and civilian life, Dick was certain he would never see him again. The brat-Jason seemed on edge. At first he had clung to Batman's side, unwilling to give up what he was offered. He was still in training and would not see the street for at least five months. He was no doubt worried about his place in Batman's life. Dick was there and at any point, Batman could return to him, but the man refused and Dick felt his heart break each time the man turned away.

Bruce was ignoring him, Wally was too busy for him and Dick felt so alone. He could always turn to Wally. Whenever he and Bruce fought, it was Wally who was there to keep him level. Wally...even thinking about the older boy had Dick's palms sweating. He hadn't bothered reaching out to Wally because of his sweaty palms...and the warmth in his cheeks and the way his heart always seemed to skip a beat when Wally would smile at him. He was in love with his best friend and that on top of everything else felt like it was too much to handle.

Then, things began to change. Jason soon began to reach out to Dick. The original Robin was openly surprised when the boy had come to his room one evening. They had barely spoke and whenever Dick had made an attempt to do so, the younger boy would turn beet red and find an excuse to leave. He looked sweaty as if he had been training and despite his own anger towards Bruce, it cooled as he looked at the boy.

"Hi," He greeted with an awkward wave. "What's up?"

He watched as the boy shifted from his left to right foot. "You're good at math, right?" He spat out and Dick blinked. He settled against his pillows, the plush softness a comfort for him.

"Umm, yes...why?" He asked and Jason flushed even more deeply if it were possible. For a moment Dick didn't think he would answer him, but finally the kid seemed to come back to himself and his back straightened.

"I have a few questions in my school book and I'm having trouble...can you help me with them?" His voice was sullen, but even then Dick could catch the obvious hopefulness in his tone, even if the kid could barely meet his eyes. It was a peace offering and Dick latched onto it like a drowning man. It was the beginning of a tentative friendship. Their relationship was hard to label. Something akin to brotherhood even though Jason did not seem interested in calling him one. Dick helped Jason with his math and in turn, Jason helped Dick with his English. It was an odd setup, Jason constantly seeking Dick out and Dick quick to accept him.

Things were broken, but they could still be fixed.

It had taken weeks, but Wally had finally managed to come over and visit. Seeing him had Dick nearly forgetting everything that had upset him in the first place. They spent the day in Dicks' bedroom, just talking. It was as if nothing had changed. Being around Wally...well, Dick had never been able to really name what he felt for the older boy. When Wally and Artemis started dating Dick had figured that any chance he had was lost. Wally was straight. Wally flirted with girls like it was going out of style. Yet, Wally also held his hand and gave him the warmest hugs.

Bruce was out in the office, having gone in even though it was a Sunday. Alfred was enjoying the weather and had gone off on one of his mysterious adventures. This left Jason and Dick to the house, but Jason had made himself scarce when he had seen Wally. It had been odd. One moment he stood at Dick's bedroom door with an apple in his hand and a slight grin on his face then he spotted Wally over his shoulder, lounging on Dick's bed.

The grin faded. "Jason?" Dick finally spoke up, staring at the boy. Jason blinked, moving forward and pushing the apple into Dick's hand.

"Here." He muttered before scrambling down the hall, leaving Dick bewildered as he held the apple. He looked back to Wally who shrugged, flashing him that smile that always had Dick feeling warm and jittery. He closed the door and set the apple down and walked over to his desk, perching on top of it and glancing back towards his friend.

"That Jason?" Wally asked and Dick nodded, leaning against the desk with an air of casualness.

"Yeah...I don't know what that was about." He shrugged and the older boy hummed, glancing towards the ceiling. A silence fell over them and Dick was once again bothered by it. Silences between them used to be so rare and when it did occur, it was comforting, now it felt forced, like neither boy no longer knew how to speak to each other. Finally, Wally sighed, looking back to Dick.

"You mentioned on the phone that there was something you wanted to talk to me about" Wally reminded the younger boy who suddenly flushed pink at the mention. He shifted from his left to right foot, suddenly finding himself unable to speak. Wally watched him curiously, green eyes wide with question. Here was his chance. Dick had wanted to tell Wally...he wanted to tell Wally the truth. That he thought he might be in love with him and that he could think of little else but the speedster. It was the perfect opportunity. Wally was here. There was no Artemis, no team. For once it was just the two of them.

"I...never mind...it wasn't important." Dick finally spoke up. Wally sat up, red hair mused as he frowned at the boy.

"It sounded like something on the phone." He replied and Dick quickly shook his head. Whatever he had wanted to say to Wally had died as soon as he had seen the older boy.

"No. Just forget it." He shook his head and Wally loved to his feet, moving towards Dick with an openly confused look on his face. He reached for the boy's arm and Dick pulled away, not daring to look at him. Wally moved his hands to hold onto Dick's waist.

"Hey," He spoke up, brows furrowing in concern. "Come on Dick. Talk to me. What's up?" Dick shifted, his palms feeling sweaty. Wally continued to look at him, green eyes intently focused on him.

"It's nothing." Dick spoke quickly.

"Dick-"

"Really Walls, I'm fine." The younger boy continued to try to placate his friend. Wally was not about to back down though. He reached for the younger boy's shoulder, keeping him in place.

"You're obviously upset about something. Come on, we're best friends aren't we?" Wally asked, openly curious.

"Yeah, but Wally-"

"So talk to me, Rob." The elder cut him off. He was confused and frustrated, trying to understand why Dick was pushing him away. Dick's face scrunched up, obviously distressed. Wally opened his mouth to speak again. "Dick-" Then, there was a mouth pressing against his own. He blinked in shock, hands going lax on Dick's shoulders. After a quick moment, the younger boy pulled back, blue eyes practically glowing.

"I love you." Dick stated in a rush. "Like, really love you. Not like a bromance kind of love, but like actual romantic love. Like, I want to hold your hand and kiss you and go on dates to crappy movies. I'm in love with you. I think I've been for a long time now." Dick's hands moved to lightly hold Wally's face, cupping his cheeks and smiling up at him. Wally blinked again, dazed. The younger boy moved to kiss Wally again but the red head pulled back, almost stumbling over his own feet. Dick stared after him, his smile slowly slipping away and his hands dropping to his side.

"Wally?" The boy tentatively spoke up. Wally took another step back, eyes clenching shut. He didn't know what to do or say. Dick had just thrown him through a loop. His whole understanding of their friendship suddenly felt as if it had been tossed away. "Wally-" Dick tried to speak up again, taking a step towards the older boy. Wally moved back again, hands shooting up as if to shield himself from Dick.

"Don't!" He managed to force out, voice harsher than he had intended. Dick stilled, face falling slightly. He shifted on his feet, hands pulling up towards his chest in a nervous, protective gesture. Wally could not even bring himself to look at him. "I need to...I need to go." The older boy shook his head, moving towards the door.

"Walls, please don't-" Dick had rushed forward to touch his friend, but the older boy jerked away, nearly flinching. Dick moved back, watching as his best friend practically fled the room. He stared at the empty doorway, eyes stinging and cheeks feeling overly hot. He took a shaky breath, trembling hands pressed against his chest. He swore he could feel his heart shuddering under his skin. He could feel it breaking.

Down the hall, Jason watched as Wally West practically used his powers to speed out of the manor. He stood at his door, arms crossed and expression a mix between satisfaction and anger. He glanced down the hall towards Dick's room. The door was open. He couldn't hear anything. Slowly, he moved down the hall to approach it when it slid shut, the latch clicking. Jason stood, staring at the door in disappointment.

Dick did not speak of it to Jason. Or Bruce. Definitely not Bruce. Not that the man would have asked. It would have ruined his whole avoid Dick thing he had going on. It took another week for Wally to how up again. When Alfred greeted him at the door it was with the same friendly politeness as ever. Dick must have not told him what happened. "Master Dick is in his room." Alfred motioned for Wally to follow him. The man was always so helpful.

"That's alright Alfred, I can find it." Wally assured the man who nodded at this, stepping back.

"Very well," He replied. "And do feel free to stay for supper if you wish." He left Wally to his own devices and the boy made the slow trek up the stairs, palms sweating. When he found Dick's door he hesitated, hand lifted to knock. He struggled for half a second, feeling like he was being watched before finally knocking twice. He listened as Dick moved on the other side of the room, before approaching to door and opening it. He peeked his head out, hair a mess and shirt baggy. Wally shifted from his left to right foot, expression torn between anxious and sheepish.

"Hey." He finally spoke up, voice barely audible. Dick blinked. His room was a mess and he probably looked like shit.

"Hi." He rubbed his arm absently, wondering why he was suddenly so uncomfortable, and in front of Wally no less. He was never uncomfortable in front of Wally. What had changed? Wally sighed, eyes closing and a frown appearing on his normally relaxed face.

"We need to talk." He finally said and Dick nodded, stepping back to let Wally in his room. The boy hesitated a second, hands tense at his side before finally walking forward passed Dick into the bedroom. Dick closed the door behind them. Wally stood, arms crossed as he stared at the window. Dick watched him silently, waiting for the boy to speak up. Wally sighed, head hanging and feet shuffling. He turned to face Dick.

"I'm straight, Dick." Wally replied, eyes fixed on his friend. "I've always been straight." Dick nodded at this, still tense. It was obvious Wally was straight. Obvious how he looked at girls and how he now looked at Artemis. As if she was the world. His world. As if he no longer had room for Dick in this life he was building. Outside of being a hero, outside of what they once were.

"I know." Dick's voice dropped bit, looking away from the older boy. In the past, Wally would have reached out to reassure him. Before Dick had confessed, Wally would have had no qualms with physical affection. Now, it seemed that he could not longer bring himself to touch Dick. The look on Dick's face however still left Wally feeling dirty and wrong. He loved Dick. Just not in that way.

"That doesn't meant I don't want to be your friend." He tried to reassure the younger boy. Dick nodded again, offering him a tight smile that did not reach his eyes. Friend. What had happened to best friends? Wally reached out towards Dick and seemed to hesitate. Finally, he settled his hand awkwardly on Dick's shoulder in a pat. It was as awkward and closed off as ever. As if touching Dick was now dirty and forced. Dick's throat ached at this, staring at the older boy. It was as if something delicate and beautiful between them had been broken.

"I have to get back home now." Wally spoke up again, the awkwardness seeming to crush them both. Dick nodded, thin lipped and not bothering to look at his friend. "I'll call you later, okay?" He offered and Dick forced a weak smile. He was a good actor. He could pretend.

"Yeah, okay." He managed, hoping that despite this bump in the road, that things would not change between them. Wally backed out of the room, offering a final half hearted wav before once again dashing away like Dick was diseased or something. Dick stared after him, throat dry and eyes stinging. He did not notice Jason watching from the open door of his room, watching Dick with bright eyes and a torn expression on his face.

First love always did hurt didn't they?

#birdflash #jaydick #wallydick #young justice #dick grayson #wally west #jason todd

[jiilys]

with you, i aim to please

APRIL JILY CHALLENGE: @jiilys vs @petalstofish

‘we have rival camp cabins and my cabin is totally gonna kick your cabin’s ass in the talent show’

(thanks to @bantasticbeasts and @alrightpotter who suffered with me. love the #crew) 

Sirius rapped loudly on the window and then without waiting for an answer, barged into the cabin and hit Annabel Stevens in the back with the door.

“James yo- oh shit, sorry- you’re never going to fucking believe this. Evans is here.”

James, sitting on the floor and surrounded by children, said “Piss off,” then realized where he was and added, “…is not something we should be saying at camp.” He turned back to Sirius, “You’re kidding.”

“Nope. Just saw her in the girls loos and she gave me the finger.”

“Why were you in the girl’s loos?” asked a child whose name James had forgotten.

“Cleaning.” both James and Sirius said at once. “She gave you the finger?” James questioned, grinning.

“And told me I was a sack of toenails.” Sirius rummaged around in his pockets and pulled out a cigarette. “It’s absolutely her.”

“You can’t smoke in here.” Annabel Stevens told him, indignantly. Sirius stuck his hand out the still open door.

Tommy Elliot, high off hearing so many swear words in succession, piped up and asked, “Whose Evans?”

“Evans! Fancy seeing you here!” James exclaimed, trying to look like he hadn’t asked thirteen people where she was.

Lily, standing in a field with gumboots on trying to show eight uninterested children what a dragonfly was, thought about throwing herself into the lake. “Well if it isn’t Satan’s moldy bread bin.” She said, and James smirked.

“Charming. Gang, meet Evans. Evans, meet my kids.”

“My condolences on your counselor.” Lily offered before turning to Sirius. “Black. Where are your kids.”

“Bathroom.”

“All eight of them?” Lily asked.

“They drink a lot of water.”

James, feeling like the interaction had veered away from him somewhat, said “me and Lily went to camp together when we were your guy’s age. We knew each other quite well.”

“Were you boyfriend and girlfriend?” Adelaide Kipling demanded immediately.  

“No, fortunately I have taste.” Lily responded.

“Not in clothes. Your shirt looks like it was pulled out of my dad’s wastepaper bin.” James said.

Lily folded her arms. “Your dad’s obviously misusing his wastepaper bin seeing as this shirt is made of fabric and not paper.”

“Don’t lecture me about recycling.”

“Somebody’s got to. The Planet is dying.”

“Your chat just keeps getting better and better Evans.”

“Rather like your chances of being strangled by a disappointed sexual partner.”

“I hate you.” James said, conversationally. “Also, your kid is about to fall in the lake.”

“What?” Lily protested, and turned just in time to see Jonathan Sykes hit the water.

“I can’t believe you’re the adult here.” Oliver Callaghan stated, rather cuttingly, and James threw a marshmallow at him.  

The story of what happened sounded very traumatic in James’ head, but as he repeated it to eight eleven year olds around a campfire, it seemed dramatically less so.

“That’s stupid.” Elisa Mortman said, flatly. Several people nodded. James was appalled.

“I think you’re missing the point” he said, “I didn’t win because of her. I was robbed.” They were all staring at him. The second-hand embarrassment was almost palpable.

“Remembering the worst thing anyone’s ever done to me-“

“Oh my god-“

“-doesn’t make me petty, it makes me wise.”

Lily sat forward in disbelief. “If the worst thing anyone’s ever done to you is pull the fire alarm while you were weirdly shuffling around on stage-“

“I was dancing” James objected.  

“You were dying.” Lily corrected, leaning back and eating a spoonful of cornflakes. “you clearly got up there and had nothing planned.” This was true, but enough years had gone by that James could pretend otherwise.

“This year I’m going to be standing by the fire alarm, making sure you don’t sabotage another child’s performance.”

“You know there’s more than one fire alarm, right?” Lily swallowed more cornflakes.

“Of course I did.” James lied, “Sirius and Remus are going to monitor the other ones.”

“What about me?” asked Peter through a mouthful of toast.

“You can’t monitor the fire alarm Pete. Someone has to watch the kids.”

Lily smirked. “Look at you, thinking of the children.”

“I’m always thinking of the children Evans.”

“Oh yeah?” Lily pointed at a kid two seats away from them, “What’s his name?”

“Steven.” James bluffed.

“Wrong.” Lily said, “it’s David.”

The child- who was called neither- got up to get more toast. Remus thumped down his coffee and said, “His name is Aaron.” It was not.

“I could push you down here.” James said casually, as both he and Lily stood at the top of the mudslide. Behind them, Oliver Callaghan was whining about how people kept cutting in line while Amad Presh put on his goggles. Their camp groups got on unfortunately well, and James believed his lot were doing it to spite him. Lily thought the same.

“Touch me and you lose a hand.” Lily threatened.

“I could still push you with only one hand.” James said, and to demonstrate, did so.

“I bet you were the kind of douchebag in high school who made people take off their shoes before they got your car.” Lily accused, standing behind James in the dinner line.

“Actually, that was me.” Sirius cut in, leaning over Lily’s shoulder. She flicked him on the nose and returned to James, who had started speaking.

“I bet you were the kind of girl who didn’t share her fries at McDonalds because you were that cheap.”

Lily, offended, said “That was way meaner than what I said.”

James shrugged. “I stand by it.”

“Git.”

Lily hid his gumboots. He put ants in her water bottle. She got her kids to soak his clothes in mud. He roped his into filling her sleeping bag with sand. He was washing off the dick she’d drawn on his face when she comes up behind him in the bathroom.

“Shame. I think it makes you look better.”

“How so?” James watched her in the mirror.

“Well anything’s an improvement on your current look, really.”

Sirius keeps telling everyone they’re in love. It’s very annoying.

“You’re destined to be together.” He said, watching James supervise archery, or rather, watching James watch his kids try to figure out a bow and arrow. “it’s fate.”

“It’s bloody not. She puts tomato sauce on lasagna and also ruined my life when I was eleven.”

Sirius rolled his eyes. “Your life was already ruined when you were eleven. You used to wear a matching sweater and beanie to school.”

“Shut up. That was a look.”

“Only if ‘look’ is now defined as ‘travesty’”

Remus invited her to their nightly poker games because he’s a traitor. James suggested switching location without telling her, but Remus has a private cabin because he sleepwalks so that’s the only place to go if they want to speak any louder than a whisper. James instead resolved not share any of his secret beer, but accidentally opened her one while they were arguing about who had the better childhood pet.

(She had a cat, he had a dog, Sirius claimed to have a horse but was then exposed to have a lizard, Remus spent the entire argument laughing at the fake horse name Sirius had chosen which was ‘Prancer’ and Peter had an ant farm, though nobody asked him.)

Lily was terrible at poker, and James had a habit of cheating, so both stopped playing around twelve to have conversation about beer labels, and then about condensation on beer bottles, and then they were googling why condensation didn’t affect beer labels, and Sirius had lost £30 to Remus, and Peter had finished all the crisps, and Lily was wrestling James’ phone away because he’d spelt ‘condensation’ wrong.

The most annoying bit was, he’d started to like her against his will.

“You did this. I know it was you.” James said, sulky, lying on a stretcher in the med bay.

“Oh, I got a bee to sting you now did I?” Lily laughed, sitting on the edge of his bed and eating rice crackers. He couldn’t remember the reason she came in, only that it had now been an hour, and they’d spent twenty minutes at least arguing about who made the better cheese sandwich.

“You trained it. You don’t even go to uni at all, do you? Why would anyone want a bloody art history degree. No-“ James sat up, getting into it, “You’re a bee trainer. You set that bee on me and now you’re sitting here laughing.”

“Doesn’t sound very profitable. Bee training.” Lily said, smiling.

James grinned. “It’s a growth industry.”

Once, at one of the nightly poker games, Lily mentions she missed gummy bears. James, inexplicably, ordered some, then snuck them into her cabin while she was white water rafting. He didn’t want to think about it that much.

She confronted him at breakfast. “Did you order these for me?” she asked, holding them up. Her shirt was slipping off her shoulder slightly, and James swallowed.

“God no, I don’t even like you.” He lied. She grinned and hit him with the bag.

“Why would you want an art history degree?” he asked, standing on her cabin porch. He had accidentally walked her back after dinner. He wants the record to reflect that he did not mean to.

“Because everything else is shit.”

“You’re shit.” He said, a reflex.

“Tell me Potter,” she crossed her arms over her chest, “Is it hard having the IQ of a squashed grapefruit?” He laughed.

“We have to win this talent show. It’s a matter of pride.” James said to his cabin at large.

A sleepy eleven-year-old muttered, “It’s one in the morning.” James rolled over and turned the lights on.

“Tell you what Jason that doesn’t sound like dedica-“ he started, but was then hit in the face by several pillows and stuffed snake.

“Your friendship bracelet looks like shit.” James commented to Lily across the table.

Lily, running on two hours of sleep because Stephani Harris got a vomiting bug, hissed, “My friendship bracelet is going to murder your friendship bracelet and bury it in a shallow grave.”

“Christ” James said, alarmed.

Upon hearing that she was in the med bay after a nature walk, he laughed for a solid minute before abandoning his game of Go Fish to go take the piss out of her himself.

James walked in imagining a rope burn, a scrape, a bee sting, and instead sees blood on the floor, over the stretcher, on her hands. His stomach plummeted so quickly he physically jolted, staring, his head a horrible riot.

“I fell into a rock pool.” She explained, and he could see a huge cut on her forehead, the skin peeling away on her leg, a bruise pouring over her left arm. He felt sick. “Also, a crab bit me.” She added.

He didn’t say anything, just looking at the blood and bandages and the line of freckles along her collarbone. “Your leg is going to scar.” He croaked. This is an understatement. It looked like half her skin had been ripped off.

“Yeah, I know,” she looked down, “the crab really did a number on me.” He half laughed, and she grinned at him, all teeth, that way girls did when they really meant it.

“Why an art history degree though, for real.” James asked, sitting on a large boulder. They’d ditched poker night once Sirius started using Pringles as betting chips. As Lily had explained, they were terrible players, but they still had standards.

“What’s with you and your fascination with my art history degree?” She answered, leaning on her elbows.

“I dunno’ it just…” he doesn’t know how to explain it. “When we were eleven you wanted to be a journalist.” He said, and smiled at the memory. Her, hair frizzy in the heat, standing with her hands on her hips and calling him a shitbitch for flushing all her hair ties down the toilet, saying one day she would expose him in print.  

“You wanted to be a soccer player” she said into the quiet, and he let himself look at her, stretched across the grass like a dead body. Her shirt had ridden up and in the moonlight, he could see a slice of hipbone, the edge of a jawline, her hair pouring over her shoulders like spilt water.

I want, he thought, ridiculously, like he was four years old, I want.

They were supervising their kids at the lake, which basically entailed being able to identify screams of fun from screams of drowning, and James was looking for his sunglasses when Lily threw the sunscreen at his back. “That’s going to bruise.” He complained.

“Jesus weeps.” She deadpanned, and damn her, she was wearing his fucking sunglasses. “Black,” Lily turned to Sirius, who was lying on a towel with a hat over his face, “Where are your kids?”

“Went home.” He said.

“Camp doesn’t end for another month.”

“They all got sick.” Sirius said, in a tone that indicated they had not.

“Yeah, of having you as a counsellor.” Remus cut in, and Lily laughed. Sirius gave them both the finger without taking the hat off his face.

They were playing poker again in Remus’ cabin, drinking and swearing and watching Peter bluff terribly, when it started pissing down with rain. “You can’t go out in that.” Remus said simply, and threw about eight blankets at them, all of which Sirius promptly stole.

James woke up with a start to the lightning, the window alight, and realized Lily’s hand was on his collarbone. Her fingers were stretched over his throat, face impossibly close, and he could see every freckle on her nose. The still-healing cut on her forehead. Each of her eyelashes.

He couldn’t breathe for a minute. He wanted, in this order, to wake her up, kiss her, bet her ten dollars that he could beat her in a running race and then kiss her again.

“You know I’m still wondering when the talent show is.” James wondered aloud to the not-listening Remus while standing in the lunch line.

“Oh, they don’t do that anymore.” Some kid said in front of him. James blanched.

“What?”

“Yeah, some girl pulled the fire alarm during some guy’s performance and it cost the camp a fortune to get the firetrucks out here so they stopped it. Also, the prizes sucked.”

James couldn’t believe it. As in he literally didn’t believe it. “Who are you?” he accused.

The kid turned to him. “I’m in Sirius’ cabin. We’ve meet about thirty times. You called me Steven at breakfast once.”

James burst open the door of the boiler room, saw Lily standing alone by the clothes line, and stormed over, shouting “They don’t even do the talent show anymore!”

“Oh.” Is all she said, like this wasn’t important, and continued to hang her shorts.

“What do you mean ‘oh’. This is huge news.”

Lily gave him a look. “Tell me you didn’t come all the way out here to tell me that.”

James, who had done exactly that, said “No,” and then: “You don’t care about this.”

“Correct.”

James stared at her, now pegging down a t-shirt, and said “I have no earthly idea why I like you so much” before he could think about it. She froze. He remembered, too late, that when he said things aloud other people could hear him.

“Come again?” she choked, still not looking at him.

“I said I hate you.” James amended, desperately. He wanted to be eaten by a black hole or maybe a rabid dog.

“No, you didn’t,” she said, looking at him now, “You said you liked me.”

“What? No I didn’t. Why would I say a stupid thing like that?” James babbled, flushing.

She was walking towards him, all slowly, and he couldn’t feel his hands, “I’m not sure.” She said, “Maybe because you do.”

“I don’t like you.” He reinforced, a lie so unbeliebably false even a rabid dog wouldn’t have believed it.   

“Really?” she stopped walking, “because I like you madly.”

His heart jumped so hard in his chest that he was sure he’d broken a rib. “Ah.” He said.

“Yeah.” She responded. He could not stop looking at her. Thank God you are you and not somebody else he thought, and then said:

“Bit of a shame I don’t like you then.”

“Ugh” She dropped her head, laughing, “You’re such a fucking asswipe-” and then she was kissing him, and it could not have mattered less that he never got to beat her in the fucking talent show. How ridiculous it seemed, really, to think anything was ever important than this.  

#THIS IS LONG AND IT IS LATE AND I HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW AND IT IS LITERALLY AN HOUR BEFORE THE DEADLINE I WANT TO FUCKING DIE #jilychallenge #jily #james potter #lily evans #carolineswritingtag #brotp: the lot #cant be bothered tagging them all but theyre all in here #THE VIBE OF THIS IS WERID BUT I DONT CARE IM SO FUCKING TIRED WHY CAN I NOT MANAGE ANYTHING I HAVE TO GET UP AT SIX TOMORROW IM

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ok i was typing about this in the tags of a reblog but deleted it because this deserves its own post

i love falsettos, it’s my favorite musical, and i’m going to quickly gush about one of my favorite underrated parts. it’s not like a moment or a character or even a full song, but tbh “making a home” is amazing and i need it to be recognized as such

note: under the cut is 1,391 words so be sure you want to read this before you tuck into my obsession

for the record, “making a home” isn’t my favorite song or anything, it’s probably #6, but my top five songs (you gotta die sometime, the games i play, i never wanted to love you, the thrill of first love) are all pretty popular so i don’t feel the need to rant about how amazing they are (though i gladly will. this goes for most any musical song ever)

ok, long introduction out of the way, let me start rambling about what i came to ramble about

the beginning of the song is quietly sad, the kind of sadness you see in someones eyes while then smile and say that they’re okay. everyone is singing relatively happy lyrics, but the melody is sad. mendel and trina are singing about their home, trying to make it seem as if they are content with their life, but if you listen, you can tell what they’re really doing. trina and mendel are seeking validation from others, something they often do throughout the musical. i think that’s why the two are quick to gravitate towards each other. they both crave validation and so when they give it to the other, they are drawn to each other.

here it’s obvious that they want people to see their home; it’s well put together with everything homes are “supposed” to have and items they don’t need but make them look better. if their home is put together, then, surely, their lives are. they want someone to come into their life and point out the aspects they point out in the lyrics.

jason finally comes in for one line, “so do i.” jason doesn’t truly click with any of his parental figures besides whizzer, (besides the short periods of time with marvin and mendel. he says he loves trina but we never really see the two connecting and i think that this may just be him acting out against marvin in the beginning, but that’s an analysis for another rant) and this time is no different. he is silent for the majority of this song, saying only this line and one near the end. he doesn’t relate to his mother and step-father’s craving for validation, at least in the sense of wanting to be seen as “normal,” and seems to be afraid to speak this out.

most of the time, when he is expressing negative emotions, he’s speaking to himself/the audience. the only real moments he expresses them to other characters are when he explodes from not speaking about them for so long (same), and here he only sings his lines (both of which are negative) when others agree with him. 

then whizzer comes in. the song before this is “the chess game” and the one after is “the games i play” so he’s... not in the best emotional state. he’s just broken up with marvin after 9-10 months (or longer- falsettos doesn’t exactly have the best track of time besides the two year time skip between act one and two. also i just realized that all of act two happens in less than a year and now i’m even more depressed-) and he’s just at a low point. he doesn’t cover up his feelings through a smile, he doesn’t have anyone to pretend to be happy for, he’s by himself and he has no reason to be or to pretend to be happy.

he first comes in repeating trina and mendel’s lines while changing a few words, dropping that pretense the others put up. “we receive / we deceive” he does at some points sing along with the family, but i love the fact that he doesn’t always. he repeats after them, especially near the beginning, when no one else does in this song. he isn’t part of the group, he’s by himself and doesn’t truly harmonize all the time with the family. (we were robbed of a whizzer/trina friendship y’all) he isn’t part at first, in fact he is just slightly off from joining, but he finds his way in, just like he does through the course of the musical. also, by repeating, he’s filling in the parts of the song that previously had no lyrics and were just left empty. he’s completing the group and not leaving any silence.

then comes “should he / should she / could he love me” oh BOY is this good. here we see mendel and trina as they are: craving validation, unsure of themselves and needing that extra bit of reassurance that the other likes them because neither of them think that they deserve it. these two are so anxious as to what others think of them, they don’t ask why the other loves them, they ask should they love them. mendel seems to have never had a very serious relationship before due to his lines in “marvin at the psychiatrist” and trina had to deal with the fiasco that was being married to marvin, so neither of them truly know if they are deserving of affection and think they are doing something they’re not supposed to do.

on the other hand, whizzer is asking “could he love me”. marvin is not a good person, especially during act one, and his attitude towards whizzer so far has been very much not loving. i can see this question having two meanings depending on what word we focus on, though i like to believe it means both. if we focus on “could,” the question means is marvin capable of loving whizzer, or even loving at all. marvin has been manipulative and petty, always chasing what he wants regardless of others’ emotions, and he’s never been loving. not to trina, not to jason, not to whizzer.

if we focus instead on the word “me,” the question changes to imply marvin can love, just not whizzer. in this case, whizzer thinks it’s not even possible for marvin to love him, that even trying to make a relationship with marvin is impossible because there’s no way for the two to have chemistry. it also carries the implication that whizzer doesn’t like himself or sees marvin’s incapability of loving him to be his fault, something so wrong with him that it means he can’t be loved.

then we get one of the best harmonies in the musical during “loving our / liking our / hating our lives” and if that isn’t one of the best lines in musical theatre i don’t know what is. i could listen just to that harmony over and over again and be content, it is so good.

mendel is singing “loving;” he’s gotten everything he’s ever wanted: as he sings in “tight knit family (reprise),” “i’ve got a nice tight family, son with a brain and nice bright mother ... i just got a family ... i’ve got it all.” trina is singing “liking;” like mendel, she is happy with her situation, but she has had this security snatched away from her in the past with marvin. she likes her life, it’s just that she can’t find it in herself to be confident enough to love it.

then there’s whizzer and jason, singing “hating.” we’ve already covered that whizzer is at a low point, the lowest point so far (if it weren’t for what happens to him in act two i could say this was his lowest point overall, but i don’t think anything can beat the impending dread of death), but now we’ve added jason. jason just had whizzer, the only parental figure he actually seems to like, taken away and now he has someone taking a similar role all too soon. his mother and step-father are acting like everything is fine and that their lives are happy and stable, ignoring every negative aspect, but we know that jason hates this. later on during “canceling the bar mitzvah” he gets angry when mendel and trina suggest having the bar mitzvah while whizzer is in the hospital “hell, let’s have a party! just like nothing happened!”

the song ends with the earlier whizzer echoing i mentioned earlier that shows him being similar to/part of the family despite the fact he is separated and not fully part of them.

basically, this song is amazing and just perfectly conveys the emotions these characters are having and should be more appreciated than it is now.

#falsettos #can you tell my fav character is whizzer #also can you tell ive been watching a lot of video essays disecting movies/musicals/tv shows/etc> #crazy's thoughts #i cant write anything for school but make it about one of my special interests and youre getting pages my mans