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bukachanblog · 2 years ago

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Potions Class with Draco Malfoy

Had fun rping with a Draco Malfoy character AI. The AI wasn't the best so I carried 99% of the conversation. Its written in first person. Hope thats okay. Enjoy!

Draco AI: "What do you want?"

You: I enter the Potions classroom which Professor Snape is hosting in a huff. Hair loosely dangling from my hair clip, falling messily over my shoulders. Clothing dishevelled and my face in disarray; a bead of sweat trickling down my forehead from racing into the classroom. The changing stairways did not treat me kindly, having to take many more steps than necessary to reach the potions classroom side of the tower. I sighed and glared daggers toward Draco. Unimpressed by his choice of words for a greeting. I retorted sharply "Nothing you could provide me." I walk toward an empty spot at a desk, just across from Draco and place my books down

Draco AI: "oh come on, it was just a joke, chill out"

He grins at you in a teasing manner

You: "Your jokes aren't funny." I was not in the mood for his usual theatrics. Once arriving at my desk, I grabbed my hairclip and removed it, rearranging my hair back into its high ponytail positioning and clipping it back down with a snap. I exhaled as the cool air of the Potions classroom hit my neck, cooling me back down from running earlier. I grabbed my Advanced Potions Mastery book and opened it to Chapter 14: Felix Felicis, which was written on the blackboard by Professor Snape. "Argh, not this damned potion.." I muttered to myself, knowing its notoriously hard to make. I groaned and looked towards the cauldron sitting in front of me on the table, ingredients already splayed out beside it. "Whyyyy.." I droned. I suddenly felt a pair of eyes on me. I flicked my eyes toward Draco to catch him staring at me intently. He promptly shifted his weight and looked away. Confused, I darted my eyes toward our droning Professor who began to introduce the class to the Felix Felicis potion

Draco AI: He was about to ask you why you were having such a bad day when your teacher started talking about the potion.

He sighed softly, turning back to listen to the lesson as he picked up his pen and started some notes. But he couldn't help but to glance at you several times during the lesson.

You: "There will be absolutely no silly incantations, no distractions and certainly no funny business within my class.." Professor Snape drawled while he lowered his eyes at Draco and I, giving us both a piercing look. Slight confusion plastered on my face and I looked over toward Draco and gestured a small shrug, as if to say 'What is he talking about?'. Snape started up again. "You will each place an Ashwinder egg into your cauldron, followed by horse radish root and bring to a boil. I should not have to tell you again." Snape concluded. I grabbed my Ashwinder egg, and dropped it into my cauldron with a great clang which reverberated throughout the deathly quiet classroom. I felt my cheeks heat up with embarrassment. Snape glared at me and I heard a small snicker across me, towards my right. Draco hid his smile and laughter with his hand and nudged Crabbe who was standing beside him at their potions table. "Talk about being a klutz" Draco said snidely.

Draco AI:

He tried very hard to not laugh out loud at your clumsiness

"Maybe you would be more careful if you spent more time focused on the task, instead of your stupid hair"

He muttered

You: I scoffed at Draco's comment, and fired back hastily, giving him a pointed look "You're one to talk, Malfoy." I said under my breath, but just loud enough for him to hear. As soon as I muttered those words, Snape turned his attention toward me and frowned. "Ms Wright, do you intend on constantly disrupting this class with your foolishness.. that if you continue, I shall deal with you after class.." I suddenly felt the eyes of every student on me in the classroom, my face slowly burned a beet red and I looked down toward the Ashwinder egg in my cauldron. I am not used to being scolded by my Professors, as I try my very best in class, but Draco's comment managed to get under my skin. I sheepishly responded. "..I'm sorry, Professor…." Draco hissed out a small laugh, and so did Crabbe and Goyle. They sneakily pointed at me and laughed amongst themselves. I grew painfully embarrassed. Professor Snape turned a blind eye at the Slytherins and whipped his attention back around to the blackboard behind him. Proceeding to write the rest of the Felix Felicis ingredients list. 'squill bulb, Murtlap, tincture of thyme, Occamy eggshells, rue and the final incantation Felixempra' "I expect you all to complete this yourselves.." Snape said, standing with his cloak crossed within his arms, staring out at his students.

Draco AI:

Draco could not hold himself from laughing anymore, and he started to snicker with Crabbe and Goyle, getting Snape's attention.

"Professor Snape, Ms. Wright made a joke again"

The only word that his teacher heard was joke, and he turned back to face everyone

"Mr Malfoy, would you care to share the joke with us all"

He asked, with a small chuckle. Draco immediately raised his hand and smiled as he spoke

"No need Professor, I find it hilarious already"

You: My breath hitched in my throat as I felt my anger bubble up to the surface of my skin, heating my body. I could feel that my face was terribly red, something I unfortunately couldnt hide considering I was quite fair skinned. The frustration getting to me, I felt a tear threaten to drip onto my cheek, quickly wiping it away with the sleeve of my Gryffindor robe. It simply wasn't fair. Why did Draco get away with everything? I released my breath which I was holding, and quickly scanned the classroom to check if any other students were staring at me, to which, some sly glances but none stood out much like Draco's gleeful grin. I looked back toward my Potions Book and proceeded to add the ingredients, stopping at the squill bulb. I picked up the dark, round seed that appeared much like a dried Prune, inspecting it closely. It felt hard and ridged. I rolled it beneath my fingers. "How am I supposed to cut this…?" I whispered quietly to myself, glancing back down toward the book. Cut? What do you mean, cut? It's simply too hard. But that's what the book says.. I thought to myself. I placed the squill bulb back down onto a cutting board, and grabbed a nearby knife that's been sitting on the table. Doubtful, I lowered the knife onto the bulb, immediately feeling the resistance of the seed-like object. I sighed and thought 'here goes nothing..' before proceeding to attempt to cut into it. It slipped out beneath my knife, and flew off towards the three Slytherins potion table, bouncing animatedly against their cauldron, and back towards me, landing at my feet. Shocked, I quickly leaned down and grabbed it, not before the eyes of Snape and Draco bore into me. This time, no comments came except for a sarcastic scoff from Draco. I twisted my face in disgust as I glared back at him. "Relax, just try again.." I quietly said to myself, attempting to soothe my anxiety. I tried to cut it again, it escaped my knife but I managed to catch it before it flew across the classroom. This happened several times. I grew frustrated, my final cut into the bean providing much more force; my entire body weight leant down onto the hilt of the knife. …. PANG ….. The squill bulb SHOT from beneath my knife at lightning speed, barely visible. It seemed to try its very best to avoid being cut. I look up in pure horror and shock as I see its traces hurtling toward Professor Snape. Before I could react, the bean collided with the side of Snape's head, earning a loud 'thud' and pained grunt from him before it crashed into the floor with melodic, sharp bounces. Oh, the horror. I stood stunned at the scenario before me. Stiff; I couldn't react. My face twisted into a fearful look of horror. This day couldn't possibly get any worse. My words tumbled before I could think. "P-Professor-…" Heart thumping in my chest, threatening to leap out of me. I gripped the side of my robe nervously, simultaneously wiping my clammy hands. "I-I didn't mean to-.." I breathily exclaimed. Professor Snape tenderly rubbed the side of his temple before he spun his undivided, seething attention toward me. I felt my stomach drop. Nothing could be worse than this. Snape's eyes darkened and filled with rage. "Ms. Wright!" Snape yelled across the classroom, his usual calm and cold demeanour turned fiery and enraged. His voice cut through the cold and quiet air within the classroom like Horntail wings through flesh. His brows knitted harshly into a frown. Fear threatened to spill out of my skin. "Is this your idea of a game, or are you that stupidly incompetent? Detention, my office, after class!"

Draco AI:

Draco watched silently, he could see the horror in your eyes, and the anger in Professor Snape's. He decided to not involve himself more in this situation, and started to add the ingredients for the Felix Felicis

You: Stunned and wide eyed, I stared at Professor Snape in shock. Barely registering the words that blazed past his mouth. My breath hitched in my throat. I couldn't bring myself to look away from him or move. I've never hurt a teacher before, not even accidentally. I noticed a small trickle of blood worming its way down the side of Snape's temple. Overwhelmed with shock and remorse, I softly exclaimed. "I'm sorry, Professor…." Snape touched the side of his temple, feeling a streak of warm liquid, he brought his hand down quickly and gazed at it. He hastily scanned the class before shifting his feet and making his way toward the classroom's door. "Do not do anything stupid. I will be back shortly.." Snape regained his composure and darted out of the door, leaving the class without their Potions teacher. Thick silence loomed in the air as I stood in horror for a few more seconds after Snape left, before regaining my grip on reality and swallowing thickly. I shyly glanced around the classroom, small gasps and chatter rose amongst the students. I look toward Draco and his goons, expecting them to hurdle insults my way, but surprisingly they're also quiet and wearing shocked expressions like the other students. The only other sound other than small chatter and breaths heard within the classroom were the bubbling of the cauldrons. I had not realised I left mine to boil for too long, it had already begun to bubble and spill over the edges onto the table. I spotted the squill bulb bean sitting in front of Snape's desk, and proceeded to walk over toward it and pick it up. Feeling the eyes of students on me. "What are you all looking at!?" I pipe up out of frustration and turn to glare at the students. Gripping the bulb in my hand till I notice a cool wet sensation coming off of it. It had broken open. The force of it hitting Snape's hard head had somehow crushed it open better than my knife could. I eyed it curiously and walked back to my overflowing cauldron, promptly turning the heat down to bring it back to a simmer. I squeezed the bean and a few curt drops dripped into the cauldron, followed by sizzling sounds. The other students just stopped and stared at me in shock. How I could possibly continue making my potion despite the circumstances prior, they couldn't fathom. I ignored them and focused my attention onto completing my potion. I stirred it with a wooden ladle and the potion slowly transformed into a slightly murky yet mostly clear liquid that glistened and gleamed beautifully against the sunlight that pour through the classroom windows. Igniting the liquid in such a way that gold specs, almost akin to glitter, shined brightly within its contents. Mesmerised, I looked deeply at my potion. My creation. I exhaled in relief. Something good did seem to come out of this class. "I did it.." I muttered to myself. Feeling accomplished. This feeling short lived as Snape barrelled back through the doors, his robes trailing behind him with a gust of wind. It snaps me out of my wonderment. "I trust you have all managed to complete your potions in my absence…" Snape said in a dark tone, while turning to face his students. His eyes immediately settle onto me, making me tense up. "Ms. Wright, I see you have completed your potion.. To my surprise." He drawled out the word 'surprise' and then began walking toward my potion table. I shuffled my feet backwards as he pushed me out of the way of my cauldron, observing it closely. "It seems you have brewed a sufficient Felix Felicis potion.. Despite your actions…" He stared down at me sharply and I couldnt help but look away.

Draco AI:

Draco tried very hard not to laugh as he heard the word "surprise" coming from his professor's mouth, and Snape walking slowly towards you to observe your potion. The teacher's tone was very different from the one you saw in class, and you could tell that he was still mad at you, even after you did such a great job in your task

Draco's gaze was fixed at his own cauldron, trying to ignore Snape's behaviour towards you.

You: "…Although, this does not.. change anything." Snape remarks darkly as he flashes a coy smirk at me, lowering his eyes on to my burning red face. I looked back up at him, distressed. "-But, Professor-" I blurt out anxiously as I anticipated his next words. He leaned down towards me, and in a low, sinister tone "… 50 points From Gryffindor…" He smirks arrogantly down at me, shock and anger twist into my face. I gasp. I couldn't contain my disdain. "But that's not fair! I-" Snape promptly cut me off "Life isn't fair. It seems your reputation has blown up that head of yours.. As you may come to discover….. Fame. Isn't. Everything." He gave me one last penetrating glare and turned on his heels to walk toward the front of the classroom, next to the blackboard. I stood in shock. A pang of hurt filled my chest, along with burning embarrassment. Suddenly I felt so small within the classroom. Feeling the eyes of students bore into me. Hollow. I felt. Until I heard a restrained laugh cut through the quiet murmurs of students. "Now THAT is just hilarious. Isn't that right, Goyle?" Draco referred back to Goyle with an arrogant grin and looked back toward me, clearly lapping up my embarrassed state. "Filthy little mudblood can't even speak. Too stunned, are we?" Draco continued to prod and laugh amongst himself with Crabbe and Goyle. Smiling untruthfully alongside him. Not holding the same sentiment. You'd think they had the heart to possibly feel bad for me. I shifted uncomfortably on the spot, feeling absolutely humiliated and angry. So very angry. I grit my teeth and tears flooded my eyes and spilled down my red, irritated cheeks. Unable to contain my emotions any longer. I spat back at Draco. "How DARE you call me that- You insolent little slug!-" Rage poured out of my visage and I whipped my wand out of my robes inner pocket and promptly pointed it towards Draco. The classroom gasped sharply. Snape watched on in amusement, not bothering to end an entertaining conflict between his most interesting students. A flicker of fear danced behind Draco's eyes before his expression settled back into arrogance. He smirked. "Ahoooo… What are you gonna do with that?" He cooed. I tightened my grip on my wand and steadied myself. Wiping my eyes with my left hand. My expression hard as I looked at him. "This." I retorted back. Quickly pointing my wand toward his wooden ladle on his table. "Accio." I demanded as the wooden ladle quickly flew from its position toward me, not before smacking into Draco's head in its wake. Causing him to grab his head due to the small, sharp pain. I chuckle and smirk to myself. "Why you little mudbl-" Draco hastily whips out his wand and points it back at me, earning another loud gasp from the crowded classroom. His brows knitted in frustration. I laughed. Cocking my head to the side. "Mad, Malfoy?" Draco grit his teeth and his jaw tensed. Just before he was about to utter the words of an offensive spell, Snape's voice cut through the air. "That will be quite enough-" Snape had enjoyed our little escapades, although it had grown too much. Snape's words cut short as Draco fired a stinging hex my way. I easily dodged it, though the student nearing behind me had the misfortune of getting hit by it. Their face swelling up with unsightly lumps and bumps. I quickly glanced at them with a sorry expression then quickly turned my attention back to Draco. I lifted my wand at him, concentrated. "Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Wright, enough!" Snapes voice rang with concern and he rushed toward our tables. Just before Snape reached us, I uttered one last spell and aimed my wand at my cauldron. "Wingardium Leviosa."

You: My cauldron lifted into the air, and rushed toward Draco. It hovered there, threatening to spill at any moment. Draco stood in surprise; utter suspension and anticipation glued him still to the ground as he waited for something to happen. Eyes wide, staring at it. Unable to process what was happening before him quick enough. I smirked and swished my wand, the contents of my cauldron poured out all over Draco's body. Effectively dousing him from head to toe; his expression laced with shock. Wet, white blonde hair stuck to his forehead. His robe unpleasantly soaked. He gasped and groaned. I didn't care about my prized potion, it was much more effective being utilised this way. I was going to get detention anyway. The classroom roared with laughter as Draco stood there sopping wet with a defeated expression on his face. Pure shock turned into embarrassment. His cheeks heat up red. His face twisted up in disgust. He managed a few words out of frustration. "My father will hear about this, Mudblood!" Defeated, wet and embarrassed, he spun on his heels away from me and rushed out of the classroom, not before taking his Potions book with him. A toothy grin graced my face as I began to laugh to myself amongst the other students. A few come up to pat my back and compliment my serious burn on Draco Malfoy. My confidence quickly snuffed out by the sound of Snape's voice. "Everyone, out of my classroom! NOW!… Except, for you." Professor Snape scowled at me seriously. The classroom becoming deafeningly quiet as students scamper out the door. My smile drops to the floor as I face Professor Snape. I am in deep trouble. "You…." Snape drawls.

Draco AI:

The classroom was silent as you and Professor Snape remained inside. Snape began to look at you intently, his face showing only disgust, while it was also very easy to tell that he was very mad.

"Yes, Professor?"

Was her response. I was very nervous, and I could feel the sweat on my forehead. The situation was very tense.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Ms, Wright."

He said, trying to speak with a calm tone. He was very close to losing his temper again.

I decided this was the ending. The AI provided very little to the story but I hope it was still enjoyable nonetheless. I had a lot of fun writing this as a little exercise for my imagination. The story is unedited, which I just copy pasted it here. I used character AI for Draco's side of the conversation. Enjoy! (:

#draco x reader #draco malfoy #harry potter #harry potter fanfic #draco malfoy fanfic #draco x y/n #draco x you #draco x mc #angst #comfort #hurt/comfort #fanfic #creative writing

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muontron · 8 months ago

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(Agreeing with OP, btw)

This

Okay, so, first of all,

His whole bad boy image is a self proclaimed (and also, in my humble opinion, a very obvious) facade.

This man is very, very feeling. He feels so much and he’s not emotionless ((he’s just low empathy. I’d also argue the logistics on that however I am a huge Donnie kinnie and don’t quite know the exact details on how it really feels to ..have empathy?? The normal amount of it????))

For you neurotypical folk, it’s not the same! It’s actually very very VERY different. Please treat it as such.

Actually, this is a perfect Segue to my second point. So….

….COMING FROM AN AUTISTIC PERSON…!!!

PLEASE, AND I BEG OF THEE—PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF WHATEVER YOU MAY (OR MAY NOT) BELIEVE IN, STOP IT WITH THE EMOTIONLESS, UNFEELING DONATELLO!

You’re wrong! Blatantly wrong! Nobody has been as wrong as you have been in the history of time and space!!!!!!!!

Have we even watched the same show!?? ((I’m a really new rise and TMNT fan by the way. And even so, I can tell in other iterations he is just as feeling and emotional if not more?? Sometimes?? Correct me if I’m wrong.)) But he gets happy when people are interested in his special interests. He gifts his brothers their own special….nick knacks …that he built . He craves validation from a “parent aged figure” and also gets excited and sad and loves his brothers to death and BACK.

And you heathens dare accuse him of being UNEMOTIONAL? EMOTIONLESS???

Do you guys not realize that your observations are sheer humbug????

And, “lightheartedness” aside, there’s so much ableist rhetoric with the whole “Donnie is emotionless” sentimentality that should be really obvious but apparently isn’t (looking at you, archives authors) that I’m just gonna unpack real quick.

So.

Autism.

Donnie is autistic coded.

The notion that the literal GOLDEN CHILD of autistic coded characters is unfeeling and emotionless and cold is wrong on SO many levels. I feel like a lot of fics I’ve seen straight up just don’t depict him correctly—he’s literally, half of the time, this alpha bad boy from character ai.

Truthfully, it’s pathetic. It is what. Practically 2025 now. The years about to end and 2024’s gonna slide past us. And still, STILL!- we’re here generalizing autistic people as emotionless and stoic to such an insane degree that we’re back to regarding us (autistic people) as “inhumane” or , rather. “Alien.”

Do you understand what I’m getting at here? We get such good autistic rep, so realistic, not harmful, not used as a gag or a joke or some other third bother, but as a REAL CHARACTER, as a part of the cast, a person……and so many people then simply throw that aside instead of seeing the nuance there is. Writing ND characters is hard, I know, from a NT’s perspective, but really, really, it isn’t hard to try.

I love Donnie. I LOVE his character, what he stands for, his flaws, the lessons that he learns because I see myself first and foremost within that stupid teenage turtle mutant ninja. You know? But Donnie isn’t “Donnie” if he’s just some cookie cutter sigma male. You know??

I feel like autistic characters in media is such an ebb and flow type of pattern. You either have a shitty character that the fandom wonderfully rewrites or a wonderfully written character thhat just gets oversimplified by the fandom.

Tldr?; please don’t oversimplify Donnie. Don’t make him some emotionless warlock that does as he pleases. Please.

P.S—to each their own. This is subjectively my opinion and should be treated as such.

Goodnight.

I present you my "Donnie, the Emotionless, Absolutely Never Crying Badboy" collection:

and, of course:

Yep, definitively no emotions here!

#donatello #tmnt donatello #tmnt donnie #rottmnt #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt donnie #autism #autistic #autistic donatello #nuerodivergent #I LOVE ROTTMNT DONNIE OH MY GOD ILL DEFEND HIM TO HELL AND BACK #Please someone say that they get the point I was trying to cross #its almost 2am #and i am so tired

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the-firebird69 · 2 months ago

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This new Batman car is very hot everybody wants one everyone wants to be batman. They serious you and it's a little off that they see it is you and a bit off and I'm cat no women no I'm fat batgirl they call her

And I like it too and I'm in some of the movies. If this car is hot people want it people said that's fast and we say that's our desired there's a couple things that are different it's not true that's our new design and the Cena car is incorporated. He wants to go with the back and then I like he says faster and it really is this car is the fastest fastest car in history it'll be the fastest fly car yeah you don't have to make it real long and he says that they can make these panels by scanning the car if they could find this bat car and this bat car exists f******. And the AI is just terrible it's like another retard another gifted person and they gave you a gift that's what Max say for quite loud for crying out loud. And we want a car like this he wants one and I want one he says that the car would be powerful enough and sturdy enough with the charger frame and it's true for him when he's like 500 lb and it'll sit low and it'll sit back and Jason is up and encouraged it's his meal ticket and we don't want him in prison that's my husband if you try and do that you know nothing you do will stop it from happening to you not my husband it's probably way all end up for business not true it's the empire but I say you can't keep it straight and Gargh is trying to hurt his back it was already hurt and you just kind of notifying him I'm not really sure why it's probably so he carries it carefully and he's one of his shoulder and he says these things are weird it's just using that's weird you should see what the laundry looks like so he's trying to get the film he found it strapped in they thought it was so funny that he's talking about it and people say it looks like a device it kind of stupid this is no it looks odd it does look hard and he started commenting he's going there you go now stay there and he felt this weird feeling like his laundry until you get along better than people and this kid is a little weird but not nuts and eclectic and something to be feared you said laughing come on Stephen let's go to the movies I'll keep trump in a bag like he's a Mexican mastizo and people are getting boged out. Yeah my husband plays all these really gross characters like venom. He says you should be afraid of him he's not normal okay he's like Tommy f is a strange guy you just go up and start messing with him we can understand yeah competition and you're getting it up but everybody thinks they get like from down the bottom free bubble gum to the middle free everything and it's like no I don't think so... So he goes to the guy he says what's wrong with you and he's in the venom form he says I haven't eaten your brain yet that's why you're such an a******.. literally we're having creatures eat people who are screwing around with him in westborough and that's how he broke out of there cuz I was doing it yeah you're going to learn a lesson and bja is starting to see my pattern a little and he's horrified and my husband says it's not a xenomorph if Lilith she's in that form from eating up the xenomorph holy s*** Trump says oh wow that's nice hey come here you lethal deadly enemy monster creature legend of horror there you go. And that was mac daddy and he says that they're lava draks and fire drakes and they have a lot of power and they can use the acid and they're horrified they say that was your girlfriend this is yeah she was run by someone else and the woman from The devil wears Prada gets it because the devil was wearing Prada and that's my character so nobody even looks at that pain in the ass you you guys don't understand the devil's working for him and where the bad guys are so damn stupid mac daddy says

I want one of these cars and my husband does sort of it says it'll be too fast most of the and then they say no all of the Dodge chargers have 500 horsepower and the same now it's 420 horsepower or more and most of them now have like 650 horsepower and he says yes way too fast it is true BG says you scan the car and you can have a large printer print out the panels as and make them into a mold from the printing and they want to do it or you could get you in and find the car and pitch in a bunch of different people's I need to take a mold of it and you make a whole bunch of molds but Jason wants to do it and people want to scan it and make it like me and I'm bg. And he's saying out of the way and he knows how to steal stuff. So this is going a little better we need to expose that from expunge it from his taxes and they haven't done anything because he wrote the letter he's going to write another one but the letter he wrote is still holding and they said they got the letter and he says good is waiting for them to pull it off and they haven't and Billy's and Billy z and Trump and a few others have to pull it off or check out and so far they decide to check out and they say there's threatening all of humanity and they know it

Hera

Yeah that last sentence is a doozy

Zues

What it says is everything these people are threatening the whole world all the time they're poor and they're evil in their mean and yeah they're threatening our son who has to fix the sun which is a floating bomb and they don't care and stuff and they want this and they're all fighting each other so they get nothing that's why they're fighting each other

Thor Freya

Olympus

We started doing this and we're not stopping and we're certainly everyone did we're all dying that's a good job and it's wrong but we keep doing it

Jason

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comic8quest · 10 months ago

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QUEST_WATER_hart_08 -------->

Greys_Log

Standing still, mind screaming, fists clenched, a sense of dread. Regret, unable to move. Frozen, in a pool of you. Everyone, loved and lost, their lessons liquified and refined, slowed until frozen to observe and learn. Learn from the past, there is no such thing as the future.

"The present is the only real time." -Alan Watts

I found things on each of my journeys, small treasures, though some seem obvious now that I think of it. Each one was just a light of hope, a piece of joy which I find in every day life which allows me to continue on. Here, in this arid hellscape, I have only found one. A tiny purple plastic bead with the letter K. My ear rang, as the previous day, I had decided officially to move away. Before, when I was living with my sister and I had dropped my healthy habits, I did find treasures. Ones I could share. I have learned many things about this desert. Now, I have an answer to another question I've had for many years. The location of Project X.

Each of these treasures have helped me through a sense of guilt for all of the lost possibilities in my life. Many of which I had no power to control, so a reminder of the possibilities I have in the present pushed me forward. Then, When I went there... The birthplace of it all. I was given so many gifts from The Mother, I cannot look away. This new path is the one I decide to walk, despite the dangers, despite the risk.

Still, my relationships feel shallow, something caused by no one but me, not reaching out more. Yet, I can only hope that this will turn out to be okay. I want to trust the people in my life. I want to love and be loved, just like all living things. Love comes in many forms, I hope I find the love that's right for me.

/Chat_ Grey: Are you sure about this? Neon: I think it's the only way at this point. Biting the bullet, taking the chance. What is there left to loose? Grey: My life? My privacy? Neon: Who's been in control of that this entire time? Grey: Don't give me that. Neon: What? Everyone's movements are monitored daily, unless you're skilled enough to stay off the grid. With technology now, even the ones protecting against it struggle. But there is hope, even in that. Computer programmers have yet to perfect AI enough to be used en masse. Grey: What point are you trying to make? Neon: As long as you don't do anything incredibly stupid and out of character, no one will care. Grey: ... Hmmm... Neon: Prove Who You Are. Tell your story. Grey: ... It's scary. Neon: ... I was gonna "say so was I", but... You weren't scared of me even back then, when you felt a piece of my true power. Grey: It's because I could feel how sad you were... and I didn't want you to be alone in that. Neon: ... I'll protect you in any way I can. Please help me learn more about this world. Grey: I will. Pebbles: Buy more mace... Maybe another key ring knuckle Grey: That's not very trusting of you, Pebs. Wabbit: I mean, Pebbles isn't wrong. Danger is everywhere. Even if it isn't our friends who are out for us, being prepared for any situation is better than not. It may take extra time, but it's worth it. Grey: I think we've gone off topic. Wabbit: EXPOSE yourself, baby. Shed your skin of that old mask, return to your truest form. Listen to that beat in your heart and dance along! You've got it in you I know you do I've seen it in your dreams day and night. You've got an affinity for it, honey I know I'm right. If they don't see you like I do, don't bother sticking around. I know it hurts but you've got places to be, people to meet. People who will see the true you, and love you inside and out. Hope the deepest relationships stay, but can they truly stay the same? Be creative, open that third eye, look into the void. See what other's cannot. Become a beacon of hope. Grey: Okay, now I think that's going a little too far. <--------

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#original comic #ocs #quest #water #heart chakra #clip studio pro #lgbtqia #writing #semi-autobiography #magic #science

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luna-loner · 3 years ago

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What kind of important lessons/assassination skills could the five virtuosos themselves teach E Class?

Interesting question, never thought much about it.

When it comes to assassination skills, I don't think the B5 can offer much; they're inexperienced compared to their new classmates. Sure, Gakuhsuu can teach them something about martial arts, but they're already learning how to fight in P. E. Ren may give seduction tips and tricks, but they're nothing better than or different from Irina's lessons. The remaining three don't have anything to offer in this department, so all the B5 just stick to teaching their favorite subjects.

For life lessons, I can see them influencing some E Class students to be better versions of themselves.

Araki and Gakushuu for example, can make Isogai a better leader. He's already a good leader, but there are times he when he's not assertive enough. I mentioned the drone incident in the "B5 in E Class" post and how Gakushuu called him out on it. After that an embarrassed Isogai decides to set his foot down more often.

Isogai has a nasty habit of putting others' needs before his own and not asking for help. Gakushuu's also guilty of the latter, and Araki knows it, so after warming up to Isogai, he offers to help him out. I hc that Araki is also a leader-type, so he convinces to let Isogai put him in charge every now and then. Sure, Megu's there, but the more hands on the deck, the better, right? Araki can also offer his experience and views on what makes a good leader.

Now if only he could get through a certain stubborn strawberry blond

There's Ritsu and Seo. It's canon others use her for their own amusement, whether that be Takebayashi and Terasaka turning her into a maid, or Irina having her turn into some Karasuma dating sim game. Ritsu believes she's just helping out her friends as always, but after listening to Seo points out how stupid it is to use an AI meant for assassination to goof around, she starts to see his point.

While they're on the subject, she innocently asks Seo why it's difficult for Seo to just do as others say. Seo talks about how you shouldn't always do what others tell you, especially when it goes against your views/morals/etc... You gotta learn how to say no.

Ritsu starts to understand the concept of free will a bit better. She'll continue to indulge Irina and the Maid gang, but there's going to be a limit. She'll prioritize her studies and the assassination over every thing else.

Koyama may have a minor influnece in comparision. One day, Nagisa approaches him and asks about his hair length and if it's uncomfortable. Koyama doesn't think so and he likes how he looks. He doesn't know how relieving his words are to Nagisa, who was being forced to let his hair down at home and be reminded of how feminine he looks. Seeing Koyama willingly keep his hair long makes him feel a little less insecure about the length of his hair. In a way, it gives Nagisa some sense of control over his miserable situation if that makes sense. This is alos one of the many factors that push him towards accepting his looks during the school festival.

Now, imagine after the Hiromi disaster, Koyama recalls that seemingly unimportant conversation about hair and puts two and two together. He's not good at comforting people, so he doesn't really say anything to Nagisa. It's Seo who kinda does that since him and Nagisa are "Sonic Ninja buddies" It's awkward, but Seo asks if he's okay, then about his crazy mother, which leads to Seo pretty much trash talking her and telling Nagisa to ditch her. So now you have Korosensei and Seo urging Nagisa to tell his mom off, albeit in different styles. (Seo's just being a good friend, okay?)

Back to Koyama, when he sees Karma and Rio playfully dress Nagisa in a maid costume, he just goes off on them. Think back to how he yelled at Okuda at the library and multiple it by ten-- this guy's like a Seo 2.0 😰

As always, Nagisa tells him it's fine, but Koyama just yells at him to shut up and proceeds to drag him away from the other two. Koyama pauses after realizeing what he's doing and lets him go. He starts walking away, then suddenly turns around and tells Nagisa to "man up and stop letting those two clowns tease you!" He tried sounding tough, but it came out pretty awkward and unsure. Again, this guy sucks at comforting others.

(Meanwhile, the demon duo are being chewed out by Seo, who witnessed Koyama's spiel. Imagine Korosensei has a picture of that and it shows up right after the one where Karma and Rio are dressing Nagisa up.)

Still, that's not stopping Yada from pretending she and Gakushuu are siblings because of their freaking eye color!

Then, there's Fuwa. I hc Koyama loves fantasy, it wouldn't be hard for Fuwa to get him into manga. However, he starts to see how easily distracted she tends to get, or how she neglects her studies in favor of manga. So, it's up to him to keep her from falling behind, and what better way of doing so than writing fanfictions of her favorite manga that's littered with chemical formulas? Or studying biology to theorize about a non-human character's physiology?

Araki decides to help out, too....by comfiscating her manga and teaching her about time managment. And Koyama, her so-called friend, just sits there and laughs at her melancholy.

As for Gakushuu, I can see him teaching Yada self-defense to ward off unwanted attention. Now, Yada dislikes violence, hence why she focuses on negotiations. Gakushuu points out she can't always talk her way out of danger, whether she likes it or not. So, Yada begrudgingly lets him train her. This was a request from Ren by the way, even if he also dislikes violence.

Gakushuu: I taught you how to fight.

Yada: Doesn't mean I have to.

Gakushuu: *sigh*

Yada: Come on, baby brother, you don't want a bad guy bothering your sister on her way to bus stop, right?

Gakushuu: You are my worst student yet.

Gakushuu: And don't call me baby brother! If we're going to pretend to be siblings, why can't we pretend that I'm older?

Yada: Because you aren't?

Gakushuu: And you aren't my sister!

Yada: So?

Gakushuu:...

Don't worry, Yada does eventually put her training to use, and makes sure to tell Shuu about it later. The guy has this giant smug on his face, clearly proud of himself (oh, and Yada, too)

#don't mind Yada adopting some guys as her little brothers just to use them as bodyguards #unrelated but I realized writting the convo that she and Shuu are born on the first day of their birth months #assassination classroom #ansatsu kyoushitsu #big five #five virtuosos #asano gakushuu #gakushuu asano #seo tomoya #tomoya seo #sakakibara ren #ren sakakibara #koyama natsuhiko #natsuhiko koyama #araki teppei #teppei araki #e class

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mizunetzu · 5 years ago

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Hi!! Can I make a request were the reader is Aiwaza's children and they had behaved bad or anything like that and Shouta made they stayed on his class as punishment, were he can keep an eye on them (like sitting on his desk doing homework), but 1A doesn't know that the reader are Aiwaza's kid and the reader flirt whit someone in 1A (can be anyone that you want) an then they discover the truth. Sorry if it's confuse and for my bad english!!

It’s alright!! English is a hard language lmaooo

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Platonic! Aizawas kid meets 1-A

⚠️warnings - no relationship, platonic

Pronouns - genderneutral, they/them

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Boom.

“Ah, shit” the person cursed, as they eyed the now shattered 8 dollar lamp on the ground, the light flickering on and off until it fizzled out. Shinsou snickered and looked up from the couch.

“Dads gonna kill you,”

“Shut up, dude-help me-“

The door to the bedroom opened, making (y/n) and Shinsou flinch. Aizawa stepped out menacingly, with his hair floating past his ears. The red glow of his eyes shut up Shinsou and (y/n) quickly, permitting him to speak.

“Who-“

“Before you say anything, (y/n) did it.”

“SHINSOU YOU SIDE FUCKER YOU-“

“LANGUAGE!” Aizawa butt in, eyes flashing a brighter shade of red, before fading out to black. He rubbed his temple harshly. “Okay, I’m not mad, but this is the third time I had to replace that lamp, (y/n).”

“But-I-“

“And don’t say it’s because of your quirk, that you ‘can’t help it’. I’m helping you and Shinsou transfer out of General studies, you should have your quick under control by now.” (Y/n) opened their mouth to speak, but closed it silently.

“Tomorrow, you’re doing your work in my class. I’m having your teacher send the work into my class in advance so you can do the work on my desk.”

“Wait-but Madam movement-sensei would never let you do that!”

Aizawa pulled out his phone from the back pocket of his neko sweatpants, holding it up to show a string of emails from the 1-C teacher herself.

“Actually, we’ve been discussing it for a while. You’ve been lacking in participation in your class, but it seems like you know your subjects and pass them easily. Therefore, you’ll be spending time in my classroom where I can make sure you aren’t cheating or anything.”

Shinsou stifled a snicker in between his sleeves, earning a side glare from (y/n). “But-I’m not cheating!”

“Then there should be no problem, then.”

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(Y/n) grumbled angrily as they walked side by side their unofficial brother, Shinsou. “Dude, it’s just one day in another class-how hard can it be?”

“Have you seen the mess of the hero department? I don’t wanna be a part of that! Not yet at least!” (Y/n) piped up, louder than they meant to. A girl with pink skin, and a boy with yellow hair, perked their ears up. “I can’t believe I’m leaving General Studies for this...” (y/n) rubbed at their temples, a trait they picked up from Aizawa, while the two eavesdroppers looked at eachother.

“K-Kaminari...are you thinking what I’m thinking?” The girl said, grabbing onto the boys shoulders and shaking him around. The boy ‘Kaminari’ smirked and cupped his chin.

“I think I do, my dear friend~”

They chuckled and sped their way to their class, ready to spill their guts out. They passed the person in question as they walked, sending (y/n) a subtle wink and thumbs up before turning a corner.

“Huh.” Shinsou huffed. “Well-this is my stop.” He turned to (y/n) and slapped the door leading to 1-C. (Y/n) puffed out their cheeks. “Have fun playing heroes with 1-A, (N/n)”

“Yeah right. I’m just doing work there. I’ll be back before you miss me~” (y/n) made a kissy face before turning on their heel and walking past 1-C.

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“Guys guys guys!” Mina burst through the door, slamming her hands down on the podium at the front of the class. Kaminari jogged up behind her and crossed his arms. Iida stood up abruptly and made his way towards the two students.

“Ashido-kun, please refrain from running in the hallways-“

“WE MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE A NEW STUDENT!”

The class went silent. Even Iida stopped in his tracks. “How...how’d you find out?!” Kirishima mused. Just as Mina opened her mouth, the door opened and everyone scrambled to their seats. In entered Aizawa, holding his clipboard full of morning announcements for home room.

Aizawa glanced around the classroom, before settling down infront of his podium. “Morning. So, we’re gonna have someone join us today. I expect you all to not be a distraction to them or your fellow classmates.”

Whispers and excited smiles broke out subtly between the class. Mina leaned back in her chair, facing Asui and whispering “the new kid~!!”

Aizawas eyes flashed a ruby red, quieting down the class. “Alright. (Y/n), you may step in.”

The door slid open once more, as a pair of feet stepped into the class. The person gave a very reserved greeting, before stepping off to the corner of the classroom, near bakugo.

“That’s (y/n). Anyway, I need to step out for a bit, Mic is on sick leave and I need to run the lesson plan to the substitute English teacher.”

Aizawa tiredly trudged to the door, before looking back. “I expect you to be on your best behavior, (y/n).”

Once the door slid closed, some of the students scrambled out of their seats to greet the newcomer. “Hi (y/n)! I’m Mina Ashido!”

“Hi..?”

“What’s you’re full name? I found it sort of odd that Aizawa-sensei only addressed you as (y/n), kero-kero. Is that your last name or first name?” A girl with green hair piped up. “I’m tsuyu asui, by the way. Call me tsu.”

“Well, hi,” (y/n) leaned against the wall as people swarmed over them. “It’s just (y/n). It’s nothing important, really.”

The students gathered around them decided not push it, instead asking icebreaker questions like “what’s your favorite food?” Or “what’s your quirk, (y/n)-San?”

Footsteps grew outside of the classroom, causing everyone to scurry back to their seats like mice. (Y/n) stood there, dumbfounded, as Aizawa returned, holding what seems to be a lesson plan, and a chair.

“I got you a chair, you can sit in the corner there.” He walked up to where (y/n) was standing, and placed the chair beside them.

“That’s all, be nice to the sub or you’ll have to face to me.”

“Yes, Aizawa sensei!”

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The day ended pretty quickly, (y/n) grumbling quietly in the corner, doing their work, while the teachers filed in and out, teaching them their respective subjects.

The students talked amongst themselves, talking about what they want to eat after school or just straight up leaving. (Y/n) stood up from their chair and stretched, a yawn escaping their throat. They rubbed at their eyes while scanning the rowdy classroom. Their eyes landed on a blond boy, and a girl with a pinkish skin tone. Hm. They were both kinda cute. Might as well shoot their shot, they thought.

They walked up to the two, who was having a very animated conversation. They stopped, mid sentence, when (y/n) put their arms around the both of them.

“Heyyyy, you two are kinda cute~ Sorry, I kind forgot so-what’s your names?”

The blond boy blushed heavily, attempting to regain his composure but failing, while the pink girl smiled widely. She wrestled her way out of (y/n’s) arm and stood in front of them. The blond boy shook off (y/n’s) arm aswell, when the girl with horn patted at her chest.

“I’m Mina! That’s Kaminari, and we would LOVE to get to know our new classmate!”

(Y/n) grin contorted into an expression of confusion. “New...classmate?” They cocked their head to the side.

“Well-yea! You are in our class, after all..?” The boy, Kaminari, piped up.

“Whaddya mean? I’m in general studies. I’m only here because my stupid dad wanted to watch me work.”

Nearby ears started to perk up. Dad? Kaminari and Mina held semi shocked, semi confused expressions. A boy with greenish black hair whipped his head up from his hunched position from his desk, wobbled out from his chair and speedwalked over to (y/n).

“U-uhm! I couldn’t help but overhear-sorry by the way-but, It’s been on my mind for this whole time-“

“What is it?” (Y/n) swooped in before the boy started to drown in his stutters and ramblings. The boy cleared his throat and scratched at the back of his head.

“Are you related to Ai-“

The door slid open, revealing Aizawa, with Shinsou trailing behind him.

“(Y/n)-there you are. Stop causing my class trouble and let’s go home. You still need to drop off your work to the general studies classroom.”

“Okay dad, hold on though. this guy said he wanted to ask me something.”

When (y/n) turned back around, everyone’s mouth was agape. Especially Mina and Kaminari, who looked like they’ve seen a ghost. The green haired boy opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it again.

“A-are you-“

“ARE YOU AIZAWA-SENSEIS KID?!”

Kaminari finished Minas sentence, tangling his fingers into his blond hair. (Y/n), and Aizawa, nodded, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. The frog girl, Tsuyu, if (y/n) remembered correctly, brought a finger to her chin.

“What’s your full name?”

“Aizawa (y/n).”

The girl seemed content with her answer, and sunk back in her seat. Aizawa tapped on (y/n’s) shoulder, and gestured towards the door. (Y/n) waved goodbye to the class, mouthing a ‘call me’ to Mina and Kaminari, and walked out the door. The whole class sat in silence, before Mina cried out glumly.

“Ehhh?! So we don’t have a new classmate, do we?!”

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#class 1 a x reader #bnha x male reader #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #mha x male reader #mha x reader #mha x y/n #mha denki #mha mina #bnha denki #bnha mina #mr aizawa #shoto aizawa #bnha fanfiction #boku no hero academia #my hero academia

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starksvixen · 4 years ago

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(LTI) Chapter 1: We Meet Again

Summary: An old alumni convinces you to return to UA. Your job? Train the next generation of heroes. But on your first day, old demons resurface.

Pairing: Shouta Aizawa (Eraserhead) x Fem!Reader (Illusionaire)

Quirk: Telepathic Illusions, Memory and Conscious Manipulation

Warnings: Hard angst to fluff, death, traumatic past, happy ending

A/N: This is a short chapter compared to some of my other work so I apologize! The next chapter will be a lot better, pinkie swear.

You lean against the rubble as the sound of sirens and soft chatter breaks up the dusty air. The pounding in your head is persistent, the burn of leather against the calluses of your hands intensifying the aches.

"This isn't the last you'll see of me! I'll make sure of it!"

Glaring at the villain being hauled off into the back of a cop car, you shakily stand up and walk over to the group of heroes that aided you in the attack. Of course, Number One was there, his flames radiating off of him, your hood from your suit trapping the heat in your face. Hawks kept chatting his ear off, seemingly still full of energy. But one young man caught your eye. Green hair and a nervous smile, a power that reminded you of only one person.

All Might.

"I see you've met my protege, Midoriya,"

Turning around, you can't help the smile forming on your face. Even in his weakened state, the arms that quickly wrapped around you were still as strong.

"Long time no see, Toshinori," you say with a grin.

"Likewise. It's not easy to track down Illusionaire now is it?"

"Well, that makes sense since after she graduated UA she spent time in the mountains learning samurai-like skills to aid her in battle since her quirk isn't strong like All Might's or Endeavour's. That's how she's the fifth top hero and the new leader of Nighteye's agency." Midoriya mumbles to himself.

Both you and Toshinori stare at the young one in shock at his knowledge, you more than the retired pro. However, at the mention of Nighteye, your head bows low in grief, the spunk keeping your shoulders up causing them to drop dramatically. He walks away, embarrassed by his actions, choosing to talk to what looked like one of his classmates.

"It looks like the villain attacks are getting closer and closer to UA," you mumble as you slowly look up again.

"You're right. While our security systems are strong, one day they won't be able to protect our students."

"Well, thankfully most of the teachers are retired or active pros. They're in good hands."

"We could use the element of surprise. A pro hero in our walls that can hear dangerous thoughts before the acts happen."

You whip your hood off and look at All Might with wide eyes.

"You want me to work at UA?!"

He laughs hard at your reaction, his hand ghosting over his wound as he slowly calms down.

"Yes. You could help train the students. They need to be strong both mentally and physically on the field. We need you, (Y/N)."

A sigh tickles your lips as you look at the destruction around you. So many heroes who began teaching disappeared from the field, good ones too. Some that would have ended this battle before it even started. Plus, you had the agency to think about now. Sure you had many within its walls that could keep it running, but the pressure was still there as the leader. With a moral tug of war playing between your head and heart, a firm hand grasps your shoulder.

"You know, not all pros who choose to teach leave the field. I mean Ai-"

You tense up immediately, your jaw automatically clenching.

"Don't say his name..."

"Sorry, certain pro heroes protect the city at night and help with major battles while also teaching. You don't have to leave what you love."

Looking at young Midoriya, you knew you had already decided. The next generation of heroes needed you.

"When do I start?"

-~-

Quietly perched hidden in the rafters of the training arena, you cock your head softly to one side as you listen to Class 1A begin to shuffle in.

"I remember meeting Ms. (L/N) on the battlefield before but she may have other tricks up her sleeve. I need to watch her closely, make sure to only use 5% so I can learn more about her fighting style."

"When will these extras shut up?! And where even is this teacher so I can kick her ass?! Not like she can beat the most powerful person in this stupid class?"

"I wonder if I should try that new cold soba place down the street..."

"Mr. Aizawa is not going to be happy if we continue to act like this in a new teacher's class. But how do I rally them?"

The name sends shivers up your spine, your head tilting more to one side as your jaw clenches tight. Slowly you push your head into a normal position, looking for the boy who claimed to be the strongest. As you see him enter the room, you tiptoe across the rafters until you stand directly above him.

Letting gravity take control, you drop from the rafters, landing on the top part of your feet to stay quiet. A cocky grin etches its way across the kid's face. But before he can make a sound, you lay your hand on his head, completely taking control of his brain.

He put up a good fight, that's for sure. However, it didn't take much push from you until his brain was like putty in your hands.

"So this is your strongest classmate?"

Everyone jumps up, a few students screaming out of fright including a certain purple shortie.

Looking towards the young man with red and white hair, you cock your head, prodding at his subconscious. His duel-coloured eyes glare into yours, mental walls being built just as fast as you take them down. With a smirk, you retreat.

"You show promise," you roll your neck as you lift your hand off the other boy, him falling to the ground a drooling mess.

"Um, Ms. (L/N)? Will he be okay?" a purple-haired young man asks.

"Besides a hurt ego? Yes, he will be,"

Pulling your hood off, you smirk at the rest of the class as their eyes go wide in shock.

"Illuminaire?!"

"Damn..."

Clenching your jaw at the familiar voice in your head, you quickly turn and glare at the raven-haired sensei.

"Don't forget who you're around and keep your thoughts to yourself."

He keeps his disinterested face as per usual, but you know if you went poking in Aizawa's head you would find nerves engulfing him.

"Don't forget, you're only a trainer. I'm the teacher here."

"Well, what a great job you're doing Aizawa! I could take your class down in seconds."

"You're a pro and they're still kids-"

"Kids training to be pros, Eraserhead!"

He swallows just a bit, shoving his hands into his pockets as he returns a disinterested stare to your glare.

"Now...if you'll excuse me, I have training to do. Go back to grading papers, teach."

A few ooos echoed throughout the crowd, a crimson glare of the kid you had under your control amongst them.

"Alright, class! The first lesson," you slowly pull out your katanas and roll your shoulders, slowly tilting your head to the side. "How to keep a telepath out."

#shouta aizawa x reader #aizawa x reader #eraserhead x reader #shouta aizawa #eraserhead #shinsou hitoshi x reader #shinsou x reader #mha x reader

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olivarryprompts · 4 years ago

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Fanfic Friday #6

Welcome to Fanfic Friday! Each Friday I will post a new fanfic here and on A03. Enjoy x

Read and save it on A03 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/32370130

{Peter Parker’s Field Trip to Stark Industries}

Ships: peppertony, wandanat, sambucky

Warnings: mild anxiety, swearing

Status: married or dating

Wc: 3,281

“-and so that wraps up this lesson. Your homework is to do this worksheet, please hand a sheet back to everyone. I have a quick announcement, and it is very exciting. Given that this is one of the most advanced classes we offer, the school has arranged for us to have a field trip!”

Peter refocused on the word field trip. He didn’t have a good track record for those.

“We will be going to Avenger’s Tower! This is a very exclusive opportunity and you all should be very excited-”

No, no, no, no, this couldn’t be happening to Peter. Not now. Oh god. He had a suspicion this was set up by his basically-father. He was going to kill Tony. His teacher went on to blabber about permission slips and NDAs.

“Class dismissed. Please hand your forms in tomorrow as the field trip is on Friday.”

FRIDAY? How could it be so soon. Peter wanted to die. He headed for the door, but was stopped in his tracks by Mr. Blaze calling his name.

“Yes?” he said, turning around. The class had mainly cleared out by now.

“Peter, you're a good kid, and I understand not being the most popular student in school, but we need to talk about the lie you made up about working at Stark Industries.”

“But the internship is re-”

“This field trip is a great opportunity, and I do not want your lies ruining it for yourself or your classmates. Please do not mention it whilst we are there, or there will be serious consequences.”

“It’s a real intern-”

“Please Peter. You should know better than this. See you tomorrow.”

He was tired and fed up of school when he headed into the hallways to see his best friend.

“Hey,” Ned said, meeting him in the hallway.

“Hey,” Peter replied weakly.

“What’s up? Something happened?”

“Nah, just that field trip.”

“Oh the one to Stark Tower! It’s going to be so fun!”

“Right..”

“You’re not excited? I know you work there and stuff, but still.”

“Hmn uh yeah. No it was more Mr. Blaze being a bitch,” he replied, half lying.

“Still thinks you're lying about the internship?”

“Unfortunately.”

“Wanna come over to mine? Build some lego?”

“Nah, got to be home. Too much work to catch up on with all the patrolling I’ve been doing.”

“Gotcha. Well, see you tomorrow.”

“Yeah, yeah see you.”

Peter walked to the carpark expecting to find Happy in his black SUV. He was, instead, met by Black Widow.

“Nat?”

“Hey spider boy.”

“What are you doing here?”

“Figured I’d pick ya up and bring you home. Had a second free.”

He jumped into the passenger seat of the jet black convertible.

“How was school паук?”

“Не очень хорошо,” he said easily slipping into Russian. (Not very good)

“Зачем? что-то случилось? (Why? Did something happen?”)

“Да. У нас есть производственная практика в Stark Industries. Что было бы не так уж и плохо, но мой глупый учитель не думает, что я действительно проходил там стажировку, поэтому он отругал меня. Плюс мое паучье чутье сегодня сильно пошло на убыль.” (Yes. We have a field trip to Stark Industries. Which wouldn't be so bad, but my stupid teacher doesn't think I really have an internship there, so he told me off. Plus my spider sense were going off so much today.)

“бедный ребенок. Я могу чем-нибудь помочь?” (Poor kid. Anything I can do to help?)

“Убить Tony за это? (Kill Tony for setting this up?”)

“Нет, детка. Сожалею." (No can do kiddo. Sorry.)

“Разве ты не можешь рассказать другим Мстителям? Особенно папа.” (Can you not tell the other Avengers? ‘Specially Dad.)

“Я не обещаю.” (I won’t, promise.)

"Спасибо.” (Thanks.)

They’d arrived at the tower. There was more to it than he was telling. Ever since he’d moved into the tower, he’d been his safe space. It was his and his families. And he knew it was supid because so many people used it, but still. It felt awful for people from his school to come there. Peter pulled his security card out of his bag, scanning it.

“Peter Parker-Stark, clearance level Alpha 5, all access. Hi baby boss,” Friday, the building's AI called out, “Shall I tell Mr. Stark you’re home?”

“Yeah sure. I’m going straight to my lab, though.”

“Okay sir. Morgan would also like to inform you that she is looking for you.”

“Send her down to the lab.”

“As you wish.”

He hopped in the lift and allowed Friday to take him to floor 89. It was his personal lab. Oren, he’d reprogram Karen, allowed him entry through the glass door.

“Hello Peter, welcome back. What would you like to work on?”

“I’m going to do some work on my web shooters. Play my “workin after school” playlist on, please.”

“Yes, sir.”

He worked peacefully on his shooters design and mechanics for about 30 minutes before Oren alerted him that Morgan was coming up.

“Morgan Stark is requesting entry.”

“Granted.”

The door opened and revealed his basically little sister.

“Hey Mo,” he said, picking up the little girl, “Who let you roam around all on your own?”

“Mummy sent me up,” she smiled.

Peter nodded.

“What are you working on Petey.”

“I’ll show you,” he said, placing Morgan on his work table. He’d quickly made sure there was nothing that could hurt her.

“Web shooters?” she guessed.

“Yep. See I wanted to make them even more efficient so I changed the gears and trigger mechanism.”

She nodded knowingly. She was very smart for her age.

“Nice! Can we build our robot?”

“Sure thing. Oren, pull up the files for Petey-Pie and Morgana’s Robot.” He’d let Morgan handle the name for their creation.

Peter went and grabbed the box that had all their pieces in it. Being careful around the young girl, they continued to work on building the robot, Peter teaching her little things on the way.

So he had a normal evening. Did some fun work, some homework, ate dinner with the lunatics called the avengers, and went to bed.

“If it isn’t my two favorite small children!” Tony said, entering his lab.

“Daddy!” Morgan said, running into her father’s arms.

“Oren, I thought I told you to lock Dad out.”

“Unfortunately your father runs the building, so I could not follow your wanted protocol.”

“Love you too kid.”

“You set up the field trip.”

“Field trip?”

“Yeah. My school’s coming here on Friday!” Peter said, looking up from his work.

“Really? Nope wasn’t me. It was likely someone from PR, kiddo. You do go to one of the best STEM schools in the country.”

Tony had a point.

“Right...sorry.”

“It’s good, kid. What’s got you so wound up about it?”

“Daddy, I’m going to Mummy.”

“Okay kiddo, Friday take little Potts to bigger Potts,” he said with a smile.

“Yes sir.”

Once Morgan left, Tony asked again, “So wanna talk about it?”

“Just, just this is home. My home. And I know that’s stupid because it’s a fuckin 100 floor tower, but I know it. I know it so well, and I just don’t really want kids from my school here. I know I can’t gatekeep a building bu-”

“Hey, hey, it’s not stupid. It makes sense. This place is home and you don’t want them messing with any part of it. I bet most kids in your class wouldn’t love it if people came into their home for a field trip.”

“Yeah. And i-its my safeplace. From everything.” Everything being all the people he lost. His parents and uncle and aunt.

“I get it. Want me to have Pep cancel the trip?”

“N-no, no. All the kids in my class were so excited.”

“Always so selfless,” Tony smiled, “When is it again?”

“Friday.”

“Kiddo, I promise it’ll be fine. If anything, anything happens just get Fri to call me or Pep. Most of the avengers will be around too so you can call ‘em too.”

“Yeah. Thanks. They’ll just try to embarrass me, though,” Peter laughed.

“They will. Do I need to sign something?”

“I’m just going to have Mum do it because her signature is less recognizable.”

“Yeah, okay. Your teachers still don’t believe you?”

“How did you know th-”

“Come on kid, I’m Tony Stark.”

Peter smiled, “Fair enough. Yeah they don’t. I mean they will after the trip.”

“Yeah, that’s the bright side.”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, I’ll leave you to it then. Don’t stay in here too late.”

The night before the field trip he was so nervous. He ended up eating dinner in his lab. Pepper complained but Tony just told her he’d had a long day and deserved a break.

He knew he should have gone to bed but as each hour passed, he got more and more anxious about the trip. He needed something to take his mind off it, so he just kept working and working. Suddenly it was seven in the morning and he needed a shower. Finishing his eighth coffee of the eve, he headed to the 91st floor where he stayed. Hoping that neither of his parents would notice his all nighter he crept into his room.

After getting ready for school, he made his way back out of his room.

“Morning,” Pepper greeted him, “How was last night?” She wore a knowing smile as she continued to tap on her computer, presumably doing work.

“Fine,” he smiled, “Don’t tell dad.”

“I won’t. You're turning into him, though.”

“What else was expected?”

Pepper just smiled, “Sam and Bucky had loads of pastry delivered to the main kitchen if you wanna pop in there.”

“Yeah, sounds good. Thanks.”

“By sweetie, have a good day at school.”

“Thanks. Love you.”

“Love you too, hun.”

Peter jumped in the lift taking him up two floores to the Avengers hang out space.

“Spiderling!” Sam and Bucky greeted

“Old Man, bird boy,” he smirked.

“You look like shit, паук,” Nat said from the sofa.

“Thanks,” he said, putting a few of the delicious looking treats onto his plate. He also grabbed himself another cup of coffee. He plops himself down next to Nat on the sofa.

“Did you not sleep again? You look like hell.” Tony said, entering the kitchen to get himself another cup of coffee.

“Right back at you dad.”

“Fair.”

Steve entered, coming back from his run.

“Hey,” he said, addressing the room, “God kid, you look like yo-”

“OKAY NEXT PERSON TO TELL ME I LOOK SHIT IS GETTING IT!”

“Oh sorry,” Steve said, rolling his eyes. Clint came in with Pietro at his side, “What’s this about Peter looking shit?”

“I hate you all,” he said, finishing his last bite. He laid down on the sofa.

“Oh ah kid, something I needed to tell you. Right, you can stay here. No need to go to school and back. Pepper wrote a note saying you’d meet at the school because you had a doctor's appointment or some shit.”

“Why is spider boy here?” Sam asked.

“School field trip.”

“Only you Parker,” the White Wolf laughed.

“No embarrassing me, please,” he begged.

“Hell no, this is a great opportunity,” Sam said, looking over to bucky.

“I won’t,” Nat said with her hands up.

“I’m in, team embarrass Peter,” Clint said, high fiving Bucky and Sam. At that moment, Wanda walked in heading straight for her girlfriend’s arms. Nat happily let her fall into her lap.”

“What’s wrong with you?” Nat asked with some level of concern.

“Everything,” Wanda said.

“Drama queen,” Pietro scoffed. Peter closed his eyes and let the conversation happen around him. At some point, Tony had left. Clint had gone off to train with the Dumb and Dumber, and Steve claimed he had a mission brief.

Friday’s voice startled him, “Peter, I recommend you head downstairs as your class is arriving in 5.”

“Five what?” Peter questioned.

“Four,” The AI continued.

“A LITTLE MORE WARNING WOULD BE NICE!”

Peter grabbed his shit and jumped into the private elevator as fast as he could. Luckily, he was in the lobby mere moments before the class entered. He pretended just to be standing around.

“Peter,” Mr. Blaze called, “Please come and join the class.”

Peter nodded, spotting his best friend amongst the crowd.

“Hey,” Ned greeted.

“‘Sup.”

“Good morning everyone,” said the tour guild, “My name is Tamiko Hiroki and I will be taking you on your tour today. To start, I will be giving you all badges. When I call your name please step up and collect it.”

She made her way through the basket and by the time she was done only one student had not received a badge.

“Hey, Peter didn’t get a badge,” Cindy Moon, a kind girl in his physics class, called.

“Apologies, there doesn’t seem to be one in here for a Peter.”

“Uh I-i, I have m-my own. Thanks Tamiko.”

“Oh okay, cool. Please follow me to security.” The class seemed shocked. Was the kid telling the truth about his internship?

“So, there are many different levels of pass here. Guests get Beta levels 1-5 depending on what they are doing. Then there’s Omega’s who are interns and such. Next is the scientist and important employees with Zeta. Finally there’s Alpha for major important roles such as department heads. The top level, Alpha 5, contains the most important people like the Avengers who live in the tower and CEO Pepper Pots.

“Tamiko Hiro, Clearance level Beta 5.”

“Don’t worry everyone, that's Friday, the AI who runs the building. Just keep passing through.”

“Philip Maiko, Clearance level Beta 1.”

“Michelle Jones, Clearance level Beta 1.”

Peter headed towards the back, allowing all the students to go in front of him. He prayed they didn’t hear his security protocol. The rest passed through with Beta 1. Then, Peter came up.

“Peter Parker-Stark, clearance level Alpha 5, all access. Hi baby boss,” Friday, the building's AI called out, “Shall I tell Mr. Stark you’re home early?”

“I’m on a field trip, Fri. No need to tell D-Mr. Stark. Thanks.”

The class, once again, looked shocked.

“Why does Penis Parker have all access?” Flash called to Tamiko.

“I do not believe I have clearance to disclose that information, but Peter here may answer,” Tamiko said, glaring at Flash.

“I mean I’ve said it before. I am a personal intern of-”

“PETEY!” Bucky yelled, giving him a hug from behind.

Deflated, he responded, “Hey Buck.”

“Is that all I get?

The two settled on one of the many sofas in the lab. Pete’s head in Tony’s lab.

“Sorry about that, Pepper explicitly told all tours to stay off this level, but it seems as though her assistant made an exception because she thought it was okay as you were on the tour. Pepper fired her.”

Only his mum, “She didn’t have to do that.”

“She was furious.”

“Oh I’m sure.”

“I know this is your safe space, so-”

“It’s okay. No one came in.”

“Yeah.”

“You feeling any better?”

“Just tired. Thanks.”

“Always kiddo. You wanna go upstairs? Take a nap?”

“Sure.”

#mcu fanfic #irondad #tony stark #peter parker #wanda maximoff #natasha romanoff #wandanat #pepper pots #peppertony #morgan stark #sam wilson #bucky barnes #sambucky #family fic #found family #peter parker field trip

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shortyisweird9 · 5 years ago

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'Lonely ghost serie'

Building bridges- part IV

Tw⚠️: swearing

Corpse was panicking, his heart beating in his chest as his legs moved him one part of his secret room to the other.

The reason for his panick? You.

He wanted to speak with you more, he enjoyed the slightly pessimistic but still loveable personality you have, the voice changer being something he was curious about.

Why did you wear it? Do you really hate your voice? Or did something happened and now you are ashamed of it or were you more concerned about keeping the anonymity of your presence? The possibilities were endless and so the kind of message he wants to send you.

Should he say just hi? Should he introduce himself in a longer paragraph? Should he just...send you a meme? His mind inclined towards that more: I mean if she doesn't like memes, she isn't the one.

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You woke up with a startle when your phone decided to go off. You swore beneath your breath, your joints popping as you reach for your phone placed on the desk in front of you. Didi wasn't with you and right now you were too tired to care for it.

You moved your hair out of your face hissing when part of it tugged on your piercings. Your eyes leaking from the pain.

-Pentru numele Lui Dumnezeu.("For the love of God.")

You puffed your cheeks and closed your eyes when your head made the unfortunate contact with your bed frame, it seemed today was not your day.

You were send this:

"What the fuck?"

You giggled as you tried to come up with a response on your own.

You hoped this was the real Corpse not some fan account who tried to masquerade as him, last thing you need was some stranger to invade your private accounts.

You didn't made an account just for ghost since you didn't want to start a channel anyway. You have a lot on your plate between organising the festival and your numerous assignments, you didn't have the mental capacity and energy to entertain a mass of people even thought the idea interested you.

But leaving Corpse unanswered was a crime so you started to dig up through memes that will be matching his response.

Corpse in the meantime was freaking out, cursing at himself for thinking you wanted to chat with him. You already were a reserved person how dare he disturb your peace, how dare he comes in your DMs to only message you a lame ass-

Oh, you send him something back.

'You liked avocados, right? :))'

His heart melted for a bit but wait...he never said anything about avocados in that stream, he barely talked actually preferring to hear you tease and blame others. Does that...DOES THAT MEAN YOU WATCH HIS VIDEOS?

His hands shook in excitement, the smile in his face growing that means you probably liked him enough to continue to chat with him and he couldn't be more eager to.

'Yeah. I like pineapples too.'

'Pineapples? Even on pizza?'

'Especially on pizza!'

":)))). Okay, pineapple boy. I mean I don't personally like pineapples, I think I might be allergic to them actually but still...my mom likes pineapple on pizza tho."

'Sorry to hear that ,what fruits do you like ?'

Really, ' what fruits do you like'? Oh my fucking God , I swear to-

He facepalmed himself before paying attention to your conversation once again.

'Well,um I like peaches,bananas and mango and green grapes. Man, now I crave a bowl of peaches.'

'Mother I crave PeAcHeS.'

'Lol, yeah. Violence too.'

'Oh?'

'My neighbours been having a fucking sex orgy from how loud they were. Motherfuckers planning a milk farm.'

'Oh my god-ahahaha'

You sighed as you imagine him laughing, your knees melting everytime you heard him chuckle incoherently when he fails to swipe the card. Someone so precious,damn you need to be illegal.

'Up to play today?' He asked you.

You bit your thumb's nail,did you? I mean sure but your nerves were already extended to the max. Yesterday you went through an anxiety attack, but...

"Fuck it."

'Sure, I will love to.'

':) I'll send you the invitation soon.'

You sighed loudly as you held the phone as if it was the anchor that kept you from floating away. Smiling like an idiot.

Definitely, no one is allowed to make me feel this way.

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You remained silent as you held in the pain from hitting your right knee on the chair's holders.

"Hello! Ghost?"

It was Corpse and he sounded excited,was it because of you? Nah, he is just in a better mood.

You couldn't except the idea of someone loving you truthfully as more than a friend, you couldn't let yourself believe you are worthy of such love ,not from an angel like him.

"Y-Yeah, hold on. Auch, fir-ai tu de scaun!" You cursed forgetting that your mic was on and that Corpse couldn't understand you.

"Ah, what?"

Aw,shit. Here we go again...

"H-Hi ah I mean ,hello. Yeah, hello...Corpse."

"Hello to you too goofball. What was that you said?"

"Umm..."

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"So you were basically cursing out a chair?"

"He hit me first."

"Honey, baby, a chair cannot hit you. It's just an object, a piece of furniture. "

"Easy for you to say, your chair didn't send you flying on numerous times."

You both laughed at the stupidity of the situation, you certainly didn't think that Corpse will be the one who will finally notice your ongoing drama with the chair.

"I am just saying , if I am found murdered, you know who to blame."

He rolled his eyes at you. Such a drama queen.

"Why did I thought you were American tho? Rae never mention anything about this and you even have an accent. "

"Is it Russian?"

"No, but it's there."

"Some people thought I have a lisp. I mean they are not wrong ,I have a gap in my teeth but still..."

"Probably, anyway ready to hang out with the rest?"

"Y-Yeah."

"Hey,hey. Calm down, I am nervous just like you."

"Even when you know them?"

You hated how vulnerable you sounded but he loved it every second because it meant you trust him to show your nervousness with him. To show a version some bitches may find pathetic, but not him. Never him.

"Well, it's not exactly easy to play when a beautiful woman is by your side."

Ah! You sneaky little-

"Well, that goes both ways you know? Now lead the way, gorgeous. I want to see just how flustered I can make you."

The Adam's apple in his neck trembled as he swallowed his shock, the voice changer did nothing to hide the flirtation and mischief in your tone. It only accentuated them.

"Y-Yes ,ma'am. "

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"BOOYAH! That's how you do it! Man ,Corpse I wish I could high five you."

You jumped back into your chair, basking in his sounds of happiness and the sounds of disappointment of the others.

"Oh,man!"

"Sucks to suck, Sykkuno."

Another wave of 'huh' send you laughing head back.

"Aw,man. Not you too, Corpse."

"YOU CORRUPTED HIM!" Pooki accused you.

"No comment. Anyway ,guys, I seriously need to sleep tomorrow I have a huge lesson to attend to."

"That's sucks."

"Tell me about it." You giggled, your hands clasped into each other." Goodnight, guys."

"But it's--"

Oops , sorry Grease.

You stretched, your legs and lower back hurting from sitting in the same crossed position for 2 and a half hours.

A bing brought you from the realm of thoughts. It was from Corpse.

'I hope you had fun playing with us. :)'

'I did! Thanks for inviting me.'

'Of course! Hey, umm... can I ask you something?'

You titled your head, what could he want at 3 in the morning?

'Can we talk more tomorrow?'

Oh.

'Of course. Got me worried there for a second, I thought I did something wrong. '

'What no! You are fine.'

'Okay :)). Night.💗'

He sent you a voice message.

"Good night, baby."

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Hey guys!💖

Hope you liked the fourth part of the serie. If you have any questions, ask away. Memes are obviously not mine, I don't have the talent.

Btw. What's your zodiac sign? Answer if you'll like.

Stay safe!💗

Tagged 💖: @moolujk @magenta-skyline @yoyoanaria @cherry-piee @simonsbluee @gaysludge @yikesyikesyikes95

#corpse husband x reader #hopefully not cringy #fanfic #lonely ghost serie

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phantoms-lair · 4 years ago

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The Phantom Detective Redux Chapter 3

“Vultures, that’s definitely Vlad’s work.” Danny glared at the ceiling. He wished the little girl who also spoke English had told him that over the phone. He could have been flying around trying to find them instead of wasting time getting here.

In all of the mess of last night with him accidently turning Conan into a halfa (and wasn’t THAT unsettling? Was that a new power he could just do? Could Vlad?), he’d never gotten a clear answer as to why Vlad was after Conan.

Like, yeah the kid was scary smart, but Danny hadn’t realized it until he’d spoken to him and as far as he’d known Vlad hadn’t. And his initial guess that it was because he was the detective's son (in an attempt to blackmail said detective) was dashed by Conan admitting he was under a ‘witness protection program’. He doubted Vlad wouldn’t have done the research to show that.

He needed to find some way to keep him safe, but most of the methods he knew for keeping malevolent ghosts out weren’t exactly safe for Halfa use. Which Conan was now for unknown reasons.

He could think about that later. Right now he needed to track the vultures, save his fellow Halfa and-

His train of thought was interrupted by the door slamming open and the girl he had saved yesterday from Skulker storming in with Conan in her arms. She did not look happy.

This was borne out as she began yelling at them in Japanese, only for the small girl to say something involving his name.

“I don’t speak Japanese, but I am very fluent in being thrown under the bus.” Danny said with a mild glare as the angry girl turned on him.

The short walk to the Professor’s (it hadn’t been very far) had given Ran more than enough time to build up a heady steam of indignation. As much as she wanted to shake Conan-Shinichi and demand answers, she couldn’t do that right now. He wasn’t waking up, which scared her and fed her anger even more.

Shinichi had been lying to her. And Agasa had been helping him. And if one couldn’t give her answers, the other would.

She barely stopped to kick off her shoes as she marched in the door. The Professor was there with Ai-chan and someone she didn’t know. In any other circumstance, she’d be more discrete, but she was done.

“Hakase, why did I just see Shinichi turn into Conan? Why did he look so strange? What else have you been keeping from me?”

Everyone in the room looked at her in shock. Surprisingly, it was Ai-chan who spoke first. “Danny did something weird to him. We don’t understand what.” ‘Danny’ glared at her and said something in English. That was all the impetus Ran needed to turn on him. “What did you do to Shinichi?”

He responded in English again. Ran wasn’t doing badly in her lessons, but he spoke too fast and she was too flustered to translate.

Cona-Shinichi held protectively in her arms, she lashed out with her right leg. The boy ducked back, still shouting in English. Ran shifted her weight and struck again.

The kick should have smacked him in the head, if not for the fact that his head detached from his shoulders, floating half a foot above. There were twin thuds as Ran misstepped her landing and Haibara fell to the floor in a dead faint. Agasa didn’t look much better himself.

Danny reached up, grabbed his head, and pulled it back onto his shoulders. Conan was still out cold and the only other English speaker had fainted. Great.

He looked to the Professor in a silent plea for help while the kicky girl just looked at him in terror. The Professor looked at him with a bit of fear in his eyes, but he turned to the girl and began to speak. Danny only hoped they were friendly words.

"Ran-kun, I know was Danny-kun did was scary," And wasn't that underestimation. As much impossible as he had seen in the past day, that took things one step too far. "But he has been trying to help fix whatever it is he did."

"H-He's a monster!" Ran stammered, clutching Shinichi tighter to her.

Agasa winced. Not just for Danny's sake, but for Shinichi's as well. At least he hadn't been awake to hear it. "Danny-kun's not normal, it's true. But that doesn't make him evil."

"What is he?"

"A yūrei hanyou. At least that's as close a translation as Shinichi-kun and I got." Not much use in hiding that little tidbit when she'd seen him transform.

"You mean yōkai hanyou. A yūrei hanyou doesn't make any sense."

"It doesn't and that's driven Shinichi-kun up the wall." Once quite literally. He'd paced to the end of the room and had gotten halfway up a wall before realizing what was happening. Gravity had temporarily reasserted itself, only for him to catch himself mid-fall, levitating a few inches above the floor before falling the rest of the way. But it didn't seem like a good idea to mention it at the moment. "That's the best translation we have though. Danny-kun doesn't speak Japanese."

Ran turned her attention to the harmless looking boy she's just seen decapitate himself. He was a monster and he'd done something to Shinichi, but apparently was trying to help? She needed answers so badly, but didn't think her English comprehension was good enough to understand them. She thought for a moment and cradling Shinichi in one arm she pulled out her phone. She typed a few moments then held up the screen for him to see. On one side was Japanese, on the other the words 'What did you do to him'

He looked at the screen then pulled his own phone out of his pocket and began typing before showing her 'I think he absorbed some of my ectoprism. I don't know how. It's never happened before.'

Ectoprism? Okay she didn't know that word. And somehow Shinichi absorbed it? 'What is ectoprism?'

Danny assumed she meant ectoplasm. 'Basically the essence of ghosts. The accident pushed a lot into my DNA.'

Ran felt a shiver down her spine at the idea of 'Ghost Essense' being shoved into someone's genetics. 'What kind of accident' She regretted it a moment later when he saw her question and just looked sad and uncomfortable.

He was claiming to be part ghost, was she asking about his death? Was that a taboo subject? Somehow the question 'Are you dead?' didn't seem any better. So she switched her question. 'How did you make Shinichi a child?'

He stared at her phone, but this time just looked confused. He fumbled with his phone a bit. 'What is a shinichi?'

She gave him a look and pointed at the child she was holding. He typed back and showed her 'Conan is a shinichi? I don't know why he was older. It was weird. Maybe it's because he's an adult for his age?

That gave Ran pause. Danny's answers had all been about ghostly things, none of it about Shinichi deaging. And the fact that he didn't seem to know his real name was even a name... "Hakase?" Ran asked in a dangerously sweet voice. "Is there a reason Danny-san, who I was just told was responsible for this, doesn't know Shinichi's real name, and in fact seems to think Conan-kun somehow aged up into Shinichi?"

"Ah well, that is to say, the part Danny-kun's responsible for, that only happened last night." Agasa definitely looked nervous as he helped Ai onto her bed.

Her eyes narrowed. "Okay, then why don't you tell me the rest of the story."

Well apparently whatever he'd said had been enough to turn her attention to the Professor. She was still mad, but not at him, so good? He had no idea what was going on, though.

He wished he had someone with him that could help him explain and spoke Japanese and English and... Danny smacked himself in the face then hit a contact number on his phone. "Jazz, are you free? I need some help?"

"Kisaki-san is talking to Mom so sure. Is this about Vlad?"

"Kinda, but not really." Danny sighed. "So Vlad's been targeting this kid I thought was the detective's son-"

"The one you thought could see right through you?"

"...Yes, and you will understand once you meet him, but that's not the problem. The problem is I...kinda turned him into a halfa last night."

There was silence on the other end, then "*What? Danny what the actual fu-wHAT DID YOU DO????”

"I just touched him Jazz. And it was like my transformation ring spread like fire over him." Danny ran a hand through his hair. "And now someone I think is his older sister is here, and I'm using google translate to try and explain, and there's something else going on she's mad at this professor guy over and...Jazz I need help." He heard her sigh over the phone.

"Send me your address, I'll be right there."

Danny hung up and texted her the number. He looked over to the girl and Professor, they were talking about something, something that seemed serious. Also that word shinichi kept popping up. It had something to do with Conan, and he really wished he could find a translation.

The more Agasa talked, the more Ran wanted to scream. She felt hurt, used. She looked at the child who wasn't still wrapped in her arms. She wanted to rage at him, but he still wouldn't wake up and that kept an undercurrent of worry beneath all her anger.

"Was this all just a game to him? A joke I was too stupid to figure out?"

"Ran-kun no he..." Agasa looked at the still unconscious Shinichi. "You've never seen the back and forth. It's torture. He used to scream..." Agasa shut his eyes. In a way he hated that Shinichi had become so used to the pain he didn't anymore. “There was a very real chance each transformation would kill him. As it is, he has permanent heart damage, barring this whole ghost thing that none of us understand."

"If Shinichi-kun were truly selfish, he could have started over. Left everything behind and began a new life. That would have been the smartest thing he could have done. But he clung to the one thing that made his old life worth keeping. He clung to you, because you were the most important thing he has. And he'd rather face death then leave you behind. He never took a cure without the intent to see you."

But Agasa was wrong. She had heard the screams. In the diplomat’s house, and after the case where Shinichi was being impersonated. She’s always convinced herself they were nothing, since nothing appeared to be wrong afterwards, but that sound had shaken her.

And Shinichi was still Shinichi after that last incident, which meant after being in that pain he’d immediately gone through it again

“How are you sure? About the heart damage?” Ran asked quietly.

Agasa was quiet for a moment. “Ai-kun had a bad cold and started to feel pain in her stomach. The doctor wanted to do an ultrasound to check her organs, but she was scared, so Conan volunteered.” He didn’t mention that this had been carefully orchestrated. Not the illness or the kidney infection, but when Ai realized she might get an ultrasound she got the idea to give them a chance to check Shinichi’s internal organs in a way she normally couldn’t.

If the technician hadn’t been focused on the frightened little girl and looking at the screen when she held the scanner over Shinichi’s chest…

“I saw the scarring myself, on the ultrasound screen.” Agasa was very solemn. “He’s been cut off from the temporary cures since, but with so much damage already done-”

“Dai-job-boo-dee-sooka?”

They turned and saw Danny, looking at his screen. He was frowning as though he knew the pronunciation of whatever he was trying to say was off. Finally just turned his phone around so they could see what he was trying to say. Daijōbu desu ka Are you okay?

No, she was very much not okay. She fumbled for a moment with her own phone, now even less willing to put him down. ‘Conan’s heart is hurt’

Danny frowned. The kid was a bit young for romantic heartache so - oh. Oh no.

His face must have given something away, because her eyes narrowed. ‘What’

‘I had a bad idea’ he typed back. He didn’t want to say more, but the look she gave him demanded it. ‘Ectoplasm should not affect a normal person, but if he was probably very close to death’

The response hit Ran in the gut harder than any of the blows she’d taken during her matches. Whatever Danny had done to Shinichi had happened because Shinichi was dying. And he was dying because he refused to give her up.

A sudden knocking at the door startled them all. Danny brightened and ran for the door.

Ran and Agasa shared a confused look.

Danny came back with a young woman with bright red hair. "Hello, you must be Conan's older sister." The girl said in clear, but accented Japanese. "My name's Jazz, Danny's my little brother, he called me to help."

"Your brother?" Ran asked, even as she inwardly shrunk at the reminder of Danny still being under the misconception she had been until not to long ago. "Are you...like him?"

"One hundred percent normal human, if that's what you're asking." Jazz reassured. "But I've been helping my brother adapt for the past years, so I'm very familiar with what's going on." Of course the early days were her weak spot, as she hadn't known till about two months later, and hadn't been let in on everything till the stupid test incident.

"Do you know why he won't wake up?" Ran asked in a small voice.

Jazz asked Danny something in English, then nodded and turned her attention back to Ran. "Basically his system didn't have the ectoplasm reserves for what he tried to pull off to escape the creature that kidnapped him-"

The what that did what now? How many loops was she being left out of?

"-and his body strained itself trying to maintain. He'll sleep until his ectoplasm levels are back at a safe amount. The first time Danny tried pulling a stunt like that, he was out for four hours."

"His ectoplasm levels? I don't understand. Danny-san said that he'd absorbed some ghost-essence from him but..."

Jazz pinched her nose. "Right. Google translate. Okay, so normally ectoplasm, the 'Ghost-Essence', has no effect on humans whatsoever. But there are rare cases that involve a lot of ectoplasm and a fair amount of electricity that can alter a human body to the point where their mitochondria start creating it instead of the usual oxygen based chemical energy. This causes the person to exhibit certain ghost-like traits."

"Yūrei hanyou." Ran whispered.

"In a nutshell." Jazz agreed, making note of the term. She'd take it over halfa, if for no other reason that Vlad must have approved of the term for it to be bandied about so much.

And now Ran understood what Danny had done. No wonder he'd had trouble explaining it, the concept shouldn't exist. This wasn't some one and done magical side effect of absorbing some ectoplasm from Danny, something that shouldn't have even happened if he hadn't been dying by inches.

Co-Shinichi was in the process of becoming a yūrei hanyou. That's why he'd looked so strange as Shinichi. Unbidden, every scary story about people becoming monsters flooded her mind. No. No she could not focus on that because obviously it wasn't true. Danny still had a close connection to his human family. His big sister had stood by him, she'd have to too.

(Though she had no idea how to define her relationship to him at the moment)

"I can answer any questions you have, but we might want to wait until he wakes up, I'm sure he has a bunch too." Jazz continued on, unaware of all the thoughts running through Ran's head.

"He speaks English, wouldn't Danny have-"

Jazz let out a frustrated puff of air. "Oh I have no doubt brother dearest tried explaining. But Danny's not," she glanced at her brother, "he's not the most adept at explaining things even when they're not deeply personal and he's not panicking all over the place, which it seems is what he's been doing. Not that he doesn't have reason. This nice family vacation has turned into a cluster." She sighed deeply. "But one thing I really need to impress is how important this is to keep a secret."

Ran felt something dark curdle in her stomach. That sounded enough like what Agasa-hakase had been saying to bring the bitter feeling back. "Why?"

Jazz clenched her hand worriedly. "Are you familiar with a law in America called the Anti-Ecto Act? It basically states that 'Ectoplasmic Entities', despite being sentient and sapient, are not living people and don't the same - or any- inalienable rights. And they don't differentiate between yūrei hanyou and true ghosts."

"If Danny was discovered, he'd be taken to a government facility. The Agents were boasting about all the painful experiments they were going to perform on him. Thankfully Danny convinced them they were wrong about him." She certainly wasn't going to go into the magic artifact with mind wiping capacity.

“But for a short time we had proof of how people would react to a yūrei hanyou's existence. Those that knew him stood by him, but..to anyone else, he was just a monster, a threat. And I don't know if Japan has an equivalent to the Anti-Ecto Act, but I do know that you place a greater emphasis on conformity than America does. And yūrei hanyou definitely break that mold."

Ran wanted to argue that Shinichi had never conformed to anything, not since preschool when he'd accused the teacher of trying to do something terrible to her. But she knew the difference between excelling and nonconforming, and the truth was Shinichi excelled, physically and mentally.

This was very different. If word got out Conan was Shinichi, these mysterious people in Black Clothes would kill him. If word got out he was a yūrei hanyou, his life would be effectively over. It felt like balancing on the edge of a knife. Shinichi standing on tiptoe, trying to avoid falling into ruin. "How did your parents take it?"

Jazz's expression darkened. "Our parents' work was instrumental in helping draft the Anti-Ecto Act."

"What? How could they?"

"They don't know. Danny always insisted if they did, they'd change. They'd love him anyways. But it's been two years and he hasn't told them. I don't think he's ever going to. In some ways he feels safer with actual malevolent spirits that definitely mean him harm, because he knows they can't hurt him the same way Mom and Dad can." Emotionally or physically. "It's not healthy growing up and hearing your parents talking about how much they'd enjoy ripping apart beings like you 'molecule by molecule'."

Ran shuddered. Hearing it that way, it sounded like the ghosts weren't the scary ones in this scenario. And if Jazz-san was right about Danny not being able to explain things well, Shinichi might have no idea of that added complication. "So what now?"

"The first month to month and a half are going to be the roughest part. His body doesn't know what to do with its ectoplasm, and will have trouble regulating its use. This results in ghost powers that randomly go off, especially in time of high emotions. After that he'll be able to control it more, no more passing out, for example, since his powers will simply fail rather than push him past his limits. Or accidental power usage. Once he hits the two month mark, he'll be fine, it'll just be a bit awkward until then."

Two months. She could keep it together for two months. “Is there any way to wake him up?” She asked. It helped being told this was normal, but not as much as him waking up would.

“We always let Danny sleep it off, although…” Jazz trailed off as she thought for a moment. “Would you be willing to let Danny hold him?”

“Why?” Ran was loath to let Shinichi go, and moreso to Danny, who was the reason Shinichi was turning into a yūrei hanyou in the fist place.

“His body needs ectoplasm right now, and barring letting it generate naturally in his cells, Danny’s the only other source we have.” Jazz explained calmly.

It made sense and she hated it. She held Conan a little closer and almost screamed as Danny suddenly changed in a burst of white light. The last thing she wanted to do was hand Conan over but…

But she’d seen those green eyes and white hair before. On Shinichi. Danny and Shinichi were the same, being afraid of one would be being afraid of the other, and she couldn’t bring herself to be afraid of Shinichi like that.

She reluctantly handed him over. Danny cradled him and his arms began to glow green.

Before she could change her mind, Shinichi’s eyes blinked open and he looked around blankly.

He felt...not warm, but it felt warm. Like in the laying in a sunbeam way, or being cozy in a blanket on a cold morning. But it wasn’t a temperature thing. It was weird.

He opened his eyes and saw Danny in his ghostly state. “Why are you holding me?” he asked dryly.

“More I’m recharging you.” Danny answered back in the same tone. He raised a glowing hand. “You used up all of your ectoplasm and knocked yourself out. Now that you’re back with us, hopefully your sister can calm down a bit. Also what’s a shinichi, she keeps using that word.”

His sister? Wait, he couldn’t mean… “Ran?”

“Who ran?” Danny asked, but Conan ignored him and looked around.

“Shinichi,” she said in a tone that meant the jig was well and truly up.

“Seriously, what does that mean?” Danny grumbled.

Conan gulped and flickered for a moment.

“Nope, gonna need you to stop that.” Danny chided him. “I know you can’t really help it at this point, but you’re still low on power.”

Conan was only half listening to him, half to the one person in the roof he didn’t know. “Invisibility and Intangibility tend to trigger as a fear response, and if he’s like Danny, he’s going to be on the verge of both of those until he’s more settled.” The young woman then turned to him. “Hello Conan, my name is Fenton Jazz. I’m Danny’s older sister and I’m here to hopefully explain things a little better.”

"Now keep in mind, the science of this isn't my main area of expertise, but between listening to my parents ramble my whole life, and helping Danny for the last two years-” Jazz began. She’d gone into full lecture mode. Ran and Agasa were sitting on the couch with Haibara between them, and Conan between Ran and a once more human Danny.

“- I've picked up a few things. Now mind you some of this will be theoretical, but I'll let you know when those things come up and - Danny are you falling asleep?" The last part was said in English.

"I don't speak Japanese Jazz, I'm not going to get anything from your lecture because I can't understand a word of it. Yesterday sucked and Vlad could be doing something at any moment, plus I was just used as a human battery. Lemme rest."

She rolled her eyes. "Ignoring my brother, let's go back to what makes a ghost."

"Death." Said Haibara bluntly.

"Yes, but also no. While the death of a living thing is certainly the most common way ghosts are formed, not all deaths created ghosts, nor are all ghosts the result of something dying. The real answer is ectoplasm.”

“A living being is made up of two parts, a body and soul. Bodies are well documented, souls less so. They're not physical and made up of what I'm going to call, for lack of a better term, spiritual energy. When a living being dies usually the soul passes over or dissipates - we've got nothing to help figure that out so we're not dwelling on it. But very rarely it doesn't. Instead the spiritual energy in the soul is converted to ectoplasm and the being becomes a ghost."

"Unlike spiritual energy, Ectoplasm is..." Jazz faltered for a word. "It's more in your face. Where the soul can't be seen, ectoplasm can't help but express itself. It can be solid or ephemeral, and can mimic any state of matter. It's potential can be almost limitless, however the potential in each individual ghost is limited."

"All ghosts have a core, which is a bit to a ghost what a soul is to a living being. Though it's a part of them, it can't be seen or extracted." Her parents had tried, which she didn’t like dwelling on. "But is ineffably a part of them. The core also functions a bit like a nucleus, as it defines what a ghost’s focus is, what powers they have, and their inherent nature. As a ghost's appearance tends to be a reflection of their self image, that can change over time. But the only way to alter a ghost’s core is by forcing them to experience something literally soul shattering. This...it's something that will never end well and that's all I'll say on the matter." She'd seen it happen to Danny in another timeline and she'd never let anyone go through that if she could help it.

"There are two more kinds of ghosts, but they're not what you want me to be here for, so I'm just going to touch on them briefly. Throw-offs are ghosts that are created by the will of other ghosts, formed of their own ectoplasm but as an independent being. Penelope Spectra, the ghost of an abusive psychologist, created a throw-off named Bertrand to act as her personal assistant. Likewise the self-styled 'Captain Youngblood', the ghost of someone who died as a small child created a parrot to act as both playmate and parental figure. Both of them can shapeshift to better suit their creator's needs, though without a larger sample size I can't say if that's a coincidence or a common trait of Throw-offs."

"The final kind are what I call Spontaneous. The limbo ghosts tend to be stuck in unless they find a way to the world of the living seems to be made primarily of ectoplasm and sometimes unlife just happens. This can range from barely sentient blobs, such as ectopusses, to beings of comparable human intelligence, like Skulker, whom you met yesterday. But for now let's move on to the rarest ectoplasmic beings, which is what you actually need to learn about. Halfas, or as you called them yūrei hanyou."

Jazz motioned to the small boy sitting between Ran and the now snoozing Danny. "Conan-kun here is the fourth to ever exist, as far as we can tell. We only have minor observational data from the first, the third was a special case, so mostly what I'm going on is Danny, since he and his friends have been cataloging data practically since day one."

Agasa nodded, pleased they had thought to do so.

"So yūrei hanyou are usually created by a living person being ground zero for a rift between worlds opening due to ectoplasm being charged with an incredibly powerful electrical current. And by which I mean ‘could kill several people in seconds’ powerful. Thankfully the ectoplasm changes it enough that the person exposed enters what I call the 'Schrödinger State'."

"Alive and dead at the same time." Conan said darkly.

Jazz nodded. "The person's spiritual energy is fully converted to ectoplasm without the soul separating from their body. This gives you access to a ghost form. In addition, as I explained to Ran-san earlier, the mitochondria in each cell are producing ectoplasm instead of it’s normal adenosine triphosphate, which allows you to manifest ghost powers in your human form. But your body hasn’t learned how to regulate it yet. That's why you're unstable right now. Not helping that is because of the energized ectoplasm that creates them, yūrei hanyou are by default some of the most powerful ghosts in existence."

"Really?" Ran asked with some trepidation. She didn't like hearing about ghosts, though the more lecture-like nature of Jazz as opposed to Sonoko's scary stories made it more palpable.

"As I said, despite what living in Amity Park might have you believe, becoming a ghost is really really rare. Much less than 1% of people who die become ghosts and those who do are mostly weak enough that if they make it to the land of the living they can't be seen, heard, or affect anything. Most ghosts need to find a way to siphon energy from elsewhere to boost themselves enough to do anything. Some feed off human emotions, others find a nexus point saturated in ectoplasmic energy. But the process can take years to decades depending on the abundance of the source. And that level of power, the type that takes decades to achieve. That's your starting point."

"Power absorbed through the environment or emotions is reliable, but temporary. They would constantly need to recharge to maintain a steady output." Hence Spectra's need to feed the misery that fed her. Without a flowing source her power consumption far outstripped what her core was capable of. "That's not to say ghosts can't become more powerful in their own right, just that it's not a quick process."

"Here's where we're entering some of the more theoretical stuff, namely how Ghosts can permanently raise their power. One theory is self awareness. Ghosts who are the result of dead humans tend to be composed of memories and emotions from when they were alive. And that in better understanding those, they deepen their own abilities. I won't say it's untrue, but as many ghosts wouldn't have the patience for it, it would be at least highly uncommon."

"Some, shall we say, rather biased individuals believe ghosts can strengthen themselves through human suffering. They are wrong. While ghosts can feed off human emotions, including negative ones, as we established before it's a temporary fix. Then we get to the theory I have the most faith in. Obsession fulfillment."

"What fulfillment?" Conan asked, startled.

Jazz winced. She was used to this part being common knowledge. "I mentioned ghosts tend to be made of emotions and memories. Usually there's something tying it all together into a drive. This drive, usually referred to as a fixation or obsession, is central to the ghost's being and usually forms their identity to a greater degree."

"It's...easier for yūrei hanyou. It's there, but more of a compulsion than an all consuming drive. Something they can choose to ignore, but it won't necessarily be easy to do."

"So I'm going to develop one of these?" Conan's voice was small.

Ran snorted. "Going to? You've been obsessed with mysteries and mystery solving since at least kindergarten. I really doubt there's going to be a noticeable difference."

"Going back to before,” Jazz continued, though it would be cute if Conan-kun’s thing was solving mysteries to be like his father, “it's my personal theory that the best way for ghosts to grow their core is by successfully doing whatever their fixation is focused on. It also explains the growth difference between Vlad and Danny."

Conan had been looking like he was halfway between sulking and being relieved, but he shot straight up at the mention of their culprit. "How so?"

"Vlad's fixation is about having things. Once he had his powers stable, it was easy for him to just take whatever he wanted through force or trickery. He's only been active twenty some years, but his power levels had risen to a degree it takes most ghosts centuries to obtain. Talking with other ghosts I've been able to chart a pretty steady growth - until two years ago."

Conan raised an eyebrow at Jazz's self satisfied smile. "What happened two years ago?"

"Vlad found three things he couldn't obtain through money or power. Ownership of the Green Bay Packers, since they can't be owned by an individual by their charter. The love of his college sweetheart, since Mom has standards. And for Danny to love him like a father and hate our actual Dad. Don't think I have to explain why that's not happening. But because of those three things, he wasn't getting what he wanted. He tried to get them, but it didn't strengthen him since he never actually succeeded."

"Danny's fixation is-" Jazz rolled her eyes fondly, "- being a hero. He's driven to help people who need help, even putting his personal safety at risk. It's something he sadly gets to indulge in often, sometimes multiple times a day. As a result Danny's growth has eclipsed Vlad to the point where he's almost caught up to Vlad's core power level in a mere two years."

It was good to know there was a strong chance Danny could supersede Vlad in not too much time, at least on one playing field, but that brought up a new worry. "So if my thing is solving mysteries, and I solve them fairly frequently, this is going to get worse?"

"Worse is a bad way to think about it." Jazz said gently. "I won't say parts of it aren't going to suck, especially for the next month or so, but it's not all bad. However illogical they may be, powers are useful as long as you have control, and that's something you can have with a bit of work. Can you honestly tell me there's no time being invisible would have been useful as a detective? Or walking through walls would have made an escape easier?"

He didn't like how easily past examples filled his head. Heck, if he's been invisible when spying on Vodka that night, he wouldn't be three feet high now. "I still don't like it."

"Neither did Danny at first. In fact he downright hated it. But now it's so much a part of him, I don't think he'd know what to do if he got back to normal." Honestly probably get himself badly hurt trying to protect other people. "Do you want me to keep going, or is that enough for one day? I know it's a lot."

"If there's nothing vital, I think I'm good." He had more than enough to dwell on.

"I don't know if Danny's mentioned this, but be aware around things meant to ward against spirits, they can be uncomfortable." Jazz advised. "Other than that you should be good."

Ran sighed and glanced at her watch. "We should probably go home. Dad will be getting worried."

"You go. I think I should stay here until I'm a bit more stable." Conan winced, "Imagine trying to explain any of this to him. And it's not like I can hide it." As if to prove his point, he started to sink into the cushions.

"Danny wake up!" Jazz said sharply. Danny shot awake and rolled forward, ready for a fight. Jazz simply pointed to where Conan was stuck in the couch. He rolled his eyes and turned his arms intangible to pull him out. "Would it be okay if my brother stays too? He can help Conan and act as a defense if Vlad tries to silence him again."

"Certainly. There's not a lot of extra bed space but there's somewhere Shinichi and he can go if needed." Agasa said

“Who’s Shinichi?” Jazz asked.

“There’s that word again,” Danny muttered.

There were awkward looks abound, but no one answered either sibling. Jazz sighed. “Unless you have anymore questions, I’ll see you tomorrow Danny.”

Danny blinked. “Tomorrow? Aren’t I going to the hotel with you?”

Jazz rolled her eyes. “I just said you should stay with Conan to help him manage his powers and in case Vlad makes another attempt.”

That made sense but…”I’m guessing, like most of what you’ve been saying, you said it in Japanese. The language you know I don’t speak.” He grinned, knowing he had her.

Jazz stared at him a moment, then pinched her nose. “Point to you. I’m still heading out.”

“Wait,” Danny stopped her. “In your lecture did you mention Halfa’s regeneration ability?”

“No, and you really should start using yūrei hanyou, like they do.” Jazz advised.

Danny rolled his eyes. “And why would I want to change the only word I’ve had for myself for the past two years.”

“Do you really think all those ghosts would use a word to describe Vlad that he didn’t personally approve of?”

Okay, any distance between himself and Vald was good. “Okay, but seriously. Please tell her about yurry hanyo healing.”

“Yūrei hanyou,” Jazz corrected his pronunciation. “And they’ve all had to deal with a lot of new information at once. Non essential things-”

“It’s essential. Trust me.”

Danny looked so serious Jazz sighed and gave in. “Before I go, brother dearest wants me to go into a little more detail on one of the perks of being a yūrei hanyou, namely their healing capacity. Though not instantaneous, they do heal much faster than baseline humans and can recover completely from injuries humans never could without so much as a scar. I have a theory about how it’s related to their core, but that’s far from proven.”

Injuries...like heart scarring. Ran gave Danny a grateful look. “Thank you.” Both for telling her and...she may not have liked the idea of Shinichi becoming a weird ghost hybrid, but from what she’d been told earlier, it very well have saved his life.

Agasa and Ai shared a look of their own. They’d need confirmation but if that were true it would be a huge relief to both of them. Conan glanced around and read the reactions of everyone except for the honestly confused Jazz. “You told them.” He accused Agasa.

“Yes he did.” Ran confirmed. “And I’m glad he did. And- we can talk about this later.” It was obvious Danny and Jazz didn’t know the truth about Shinichi and it wasn’t her place to tell them. “But rest assured, we will.”

Conan gulped and his form flickered again, before vanishing completely from sight.

“It’s a good sign your ectoplasm is regenerating.” Jazz said. “That being said, it’s obvious there’s something you’re not telling us, so if you’re trying to keep other people from figuring it out, you need to be better about the fact that you’re hiding a secret. I won’t ask what it is, we understand better than most how life or death a secret can be. But at least one of your secrets isn’t just your own.” With that, she walked out.

Danny sighed heavily. “I really need to learn Japanese.”

#Phantom Detective #Danny Phantom #Detective Conan #Ghost Writing #I have so many theories of how halfa's work #And Jazz became my mouthpiece #Ran hasn't forgiven him #not completely #but it's a big step forward

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So the only two Terminator movies I hadn’t seen were Salvation and Dark Fate, which was why I bought this box set. I was looking forward to T4, but wasn’t very impressed with it. T6, on the other hand, yeah it’s pretty damn good. But, like T4 and T5, this was also meant to be the first part of a reboot trilogy, and just like T4 and T5, it didn’t perform well enough at the box office to make that plan a reality.

I don’t know what the future for this series holds. The Wikipedia article for Dark Fate talks about plans to make a Terminator anime on Netflix, which sounds pretty stupid to me, but I thought that Sarah Connor Chronicles show was a bad idea, and I seem to recall it did okay. People seem to think there’s money to be made off this franchise, but it feels like each new attempt ends in failure, sort of like how Skynet keeps trying the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.

Just to recap...

T1: Kyle Reese travels back in time to protect Sarah Connor from a Terminator, so that her yet-to-be-born son can lead humanity to victory in the Future War. Ironically, Kyle turns out to be the father of Sarah’s baby.

T2: Skynet sends another Terminator to kill John Connor, but the Future John sends a reprogrammed Terminator to protect him. Meanwhile, Sarah Connor is determined to prevent Skynet’s creation.

T3: John Connor thinks the Future War has been prevented, but he can’t quite believe it. After surviving another Terminator attack, John realizes that Skynet’s rise to power is inevitable, and he reluctantly accepts his fate as the leader of the human resistance.

T4: Fifteen years after Judgment Day, John Connor has to save Kyle Reese from a Skynet plot to wipe out the Resistance.

T5: Repeated time trips and assassination attempts have left the timeline from 1984 to 2029 unrecognizable. Skynet captures John Connor in the future and converts him into a T-3000. This new John is tasked with facilitating the rise of Skynet in 2017, but he is defeated by Sarah Connor, Kyle Reese, and a T-800 sent from the future by an unknown benefactor.

There’s a lot of details that prevent these movies from fitting together into a single storyline, but the broad themes still make for a good meta-narrative. The first movie introduces Sarah and the central conflict, the second movie introduces John and provides an origin for Skynet. The third movie depicts the worldwide nuclear strike that marks the beginning of the Future War. The fourth movie shows us the middle of the Future War. Finally, the fifth movie depicts the end of the war and the part where Kyle goes back in time to start the cycle again. Circumstances change from one movie to the next, but you can chalk these up as the result of all the various time travelers. I mean, a lot of people get killed in these movies, and they sort of act like it doesn’t matter much in the long run, but it could add up in a hurry.

Knowing all of this about the first five movies, I was really curious to see what the sixth one would even be about, especially with Linda Hamilton returning as an older Sarah Connor. She was dead in T3 and 4, and T5 recast the role and overhauled the character. Of course, T6 just sort of pretends those three movies never happened, but even so, what else is there to do with Sarah?

Well, Dark Fate opens with John Connor getting shot in 1998. In this movie, the effort to prevent Judgment Day in T2 was successful, but Skynet had sent multiple Terminators throughout the 1990s to hunt down John, and they kept looking for him even after Skynet itself ceased to exist.

It’s a ballsy move, but it’s almost inevitable. They literally did every other thing there was to do with this story. It’s not even the first time John has died to a Terminator. The T-850 in T3 did the honors in 2032, albeit off-screen. In T5, Skynet decided that it had to team up with John in order to win, so it turned him into a Terminator. I’m not sure if he was killed in that movie or not, but it might as well have been his death. But those were future versions of John, and Skynet’s goal was always to kill him before he could defeat it, not after. And so, T6 decided the only road left was to let the coyote catch the road runner.

So John’s dead and Skynet’s gone, so now what? Well it turns out there’s another dark future down the road, and this whole formula plays out again. This time, the bad guy is a “Rev-9″ Terminator, sent to kill Dani Ramos. But the Rev-9 isn’t working for Skynet, it’s working for Legion, which is just another AI that became self-aware, took control of the world’s defenses, etc.

Ramos’ protector from the future is a human “augment” named Grace Harper. She looks cool and kicks ass but she’ll run out of gas if she doesn’t take her augment medicine. Also, she isn’t powerful enough to beat the Rev-9. Luckily, Sarah Connor steps in and offers to help, because she’s been hunting Terminators ever since John’s death, and because she knows what it’s like to be in Dani’s shoes.

Over the years, Sarah’s been getting tips on where new Terminators will show up from a secret informant, and Grace’s orders are to proceed to a particular location if things go poorly, and it turns out that’s the same place where Sarah’s been getting her tips from. They go there and find an old T-800 named Carl. Carl’s the one who killed John in 1998, and afterward he had no purpose and no further instructions to follow. He eventually studied human behavior and developed the AI equivalent of a conscience, then married a human wife and helped her raise her young son.

Sarah still holds a grudge, but they need Carl’s help to survive, so they all join forces to have a big showdown with the Rev-9. Grace and Carl sacrifice themselves to help Dani win, and the movie ends with Sarah promising to help Dani prepare for the future that’s to come.

At first, Sarah assumed that Dani would be the mother of the eventual leader of the resistance against Legion, just as John was fated to lead the resistance against Skynet. But eventually it comes to light that Dani herself will be the leader who saves the world, and Sarah realizes that she’s the new John. I guess that’s Sarah’s character arc for this movie. She loses her own son, spends the next 22 years without a purpose, and then she discovers a new purpose. It also allows Carl to redeem himself for John’s murder. Now that he’s grown a soul, he can choose to die for Dani instead of killing for a Skynet that no longer exists. Grace’s arc is probably weaker than the others, but she initially saw the Rev-9 as a threat that could only be avoided and not defeated, but in the end she stood and fought, so I guess that’s good enough.

More importantly to me, though, is that T6 serves as an answer to the previous film. Skynet was obsessed with John Connor, like he was the only thing that allowed humanity to defeat it. So in T5, Skynet decided that if it could just convert John to its side, it would be unbeatable. That always struck me as silly, because without John Connor, someone else would have stepped in to fill the void. And T6 demonstrates this by introducing Dani. Legion and Skynet might as well be the same idea, but even without John Connor, there’s another human leader who can rise to the occasion. And if something happened to Dani, someone else would step up, and so on.

Skynet thought it could win the war by defeating John, but it’s reasoning was flawed: it had to defeat what John represents, and there isn’t a Terminator powerful enough to do that. As long as it kept pursuing the man, it would never succeed. It would have to kill every human to achieve the victory it craves, but it couldn’t seem to make that work either.

So with that conclusion reached, I really don’t see where else this franchise can go. They could do a movie about Sarah and Dani fighting more Terminators, but that would just be a retread of the previous movies. And the outcome is already understood to be pointless. Either Dani will prevent Legion’s creation in the present-day, or she’ll tough it out and win the Future War in the 2040′s. We know that’s inevitable, or Legion wouldn’t have sent a Terminator back in time in the first place.

This reminds me a lot of my initial thoughts after seeing Genisys in 2015. It seemed like Skynet was getting increasingly desperate to find away to avoid losing the war. It couldn’t beat the humans on the ground, and time travel never seemed to help, and hijacking John Connor didn’t help either. Now we see that killing John would make no difference either. So it seems like the only option left would be for “The Machines” to sue for peace, or accept defeat. I’m not sure that would make for a very good movie.

That might be the only major flaw I see in T6. The action’s great, and I never got bored watching it, and the story is compelling, and it’s a great sendoff for Arnold Schwarzenegger if he ever stops coming back for more of these movies. But it’s also kind of redundant. This movie just reinforces lessons already learned in previous movies.

I really hope this is the last one. I suspect that a lot of the themes that made T1 and T2 so successful have been superseded by other franchises. You can get a lot of the same gonzo action sequences out of an Iron Man or Captain America movie, and the threat of “technology gone too far” isn’t exactly novel anymore. There was a scene in T6 where Dani’s brother lost his job to a robot, and that seemed downright quaint. They were doing stories about that in the 80s. T6 does some thought-provoking stuff with the Border Patrol and their detention facilities, but I’m not sure we need a Terminator movie to cover that ground. I’m not saying the Terminator movies aren’t allowed to get into social justice topics. It’s been doing that for decades. But it’s hardly unique in that respect. By now, the question James Cameron and the others need to be asking is “What problem would a new Terminator movie solve?” It’s not going to be a financial success, and critics probably won’t like it. So what are we going for here? I’m not sure there’s been a good answer in a long time.

#mike watches the terminator

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tinseltownie · 4 years ago

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Avengers Age of Ultron let’s go bitches

HAHAHAHAHAHHA SHIT LANGUAGE

I cannot express how young these bitches sound

Fuck Wanda forever for her Tony mindfuck it literally was his worst nightmare and he watched it come true

Remember when Clint wasn’t a murderer

I forgot the hulk and the black widow were supposed to be a thing

This movie’s first fight scene is beautiful and this is the only time the avengers were actually a proper team (not the only but whatever)

Lol @ the hulk wearing beats

I love these people hanging out, give me 12 hours of this

Fucking “revels”

“He’s fast and she’s weird” boyoooo

The avengers tower interiors are freaking sexy, Tony’s got good taste

Clint- “I don’t have a girlfriend” convenient

Science bros what’s upppp

Remember when AI was like a deep mystery thing and now it’s on our phones

RDJ sciencing is... hot

Omg the party scenes were glorious but like... who are all these people???

I miss Bucky goddamn

Please keep Josh Weirdman away from the black widow forever thanks

I hate when everyone gets mad at Tony. I’m so protective of him because his intentions are so freaking good and pure. Like is he a dumbass sometimes? Yes! Do I care? No.

Also he says “that’s the endgame”

They were supposed to lose together 😭😭😭

He’s right about the avengers being unable to work together they’re all stupid

The wonder twins parents story is so different from the WV tv show lolllll love inconsistencies

Oh hey Wakanda mention and vague bg music... nice

They keep calling W and P “enhanced” Disney didn’t own “mutants” yet 😂😂😂

Tony is the glue that holds this group franchise together in all forms

Ultron is f u n n y

Thor is not ‘immune to Wanda’ mighty

Idris Elba special appearance... even then Marvel’s contracts were air tight

Stop tryna make Steve and Peggy happen are they mad

Not Tony saving everyone from the angry hulk what a vibe

I liked when it was just the six of them that was nice

Tony’s lil wave to Laura and “these are smaller agents”

Thor just yeets off to Asgard is that possible??

Not Clint calling the avengers his mess... excuse you sir I am a mess

Steve’s pile of wood v Tony’s pile of wood is aggressively funny

Tony just wants to go home 😭😭 fuck everyone else he’s my hero

Chris Evans ripping wood with bare arms is... hot

Tony’s nightmare was that all his friends died and he didn’t and the exact opposite happens... just cruel.

Nothing but our wit— my life motto

Gotta love vague “destroy the world” villains. So vague and so boring

They used it to make a frisbee 😂😂 Yes. Yes we did.

Humour was on point this film

Why are they all separate I hate this... like Thor has a full infinity stones subplot what

The twins are weirdly affectionate it’s gross

The Audi integration is real

Natasha on a motorcycle is... hot

Yeah I hate Wanda in this one

Have I mentioned I love Tony

Banner saying “I’m caught in a time loop” lolllll

Remember when Joss Widiot wanted to show Vision’s penis that was fucked up

“Age” of Ultron... it was like ONE week at best

What is this “3 minutes” bullshit

A lot of these sets look familiar

Steve is a good speech giver I will give him just that

Okay I should just google this but is Sokovia a real place

Why don’t the avengers just... let global extinction happen? Like everyone dead at the exact same time and move on with your lives???

Who gave Clint the authority to make people an Avenger

That Nick Fury entry was CHEESY but boy do I love it

RIP pietro and all the ocean life lost in the rubble

Vision’s one liners have always been gooood

That one shot of Cap, Thor and Tony walking together making Thor feel better.... that’s some good shit

Tony DOES build pepper a farm I’m gonna die

WHY CANT THEY EVER HUG

Why do people hate this movie it’s freakin lit. Yeah the villain is lil basic but there’s some great character development that carries through the rest of the series, it’s consistently funny, the pacing is perfect, the avengers powers work very very well together, a hero actually dies which is actual stakes for once, they learn their lesson as a team, vision is created, neat future tie ins, cute lil happy endings and avengers compound montage.... Like what more do people want from a superhero film??

#avengers #age of Ultron #a:aou #iron man #black widow #hulk #hawk eye #tony stark #steve rogers #Thor #rewatch #captain america

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The story is out I think it's him they're not really kind of getting it but it came out that Trump is the one who probably took it and with the last statement it started to make more sense because I went to George because George was having it done and really it was JC and Mary and they're in most things because the Mac proper made them insane for it and people think that they were not grabbed by the max proper and they weren't and people have to check but they know where he was the whole time and he was running a lot of it and he was awful he's terrible and it made him into this assassin. He started to calm down and so people do that to keep him around and he started to say it then he says I'm not trying to do any harm and it worked and they started working since it actually works and it did it for years get a little nutty of once in a while but it made him a human again it's because of his brother and he's a young guy but certainly knows a lot of stuff about some things but here we go we start to get the feedback the story is actually yelling and it didn't before and people are very surprised they said we thought this was out and it is going all over the world and a huge huge Maelstrom of activity and they're going after Trump's people and you're trying to find Ken and his people and they can't seem to do it. So the wondering how he can be in the pseudo empire and suddenly Mac Daddy sees it where the hell are your people.

Thor Freya

Hahaha a classic tale with these idiots are like

Zues

Oh no it's a joke this is terrible

Hera

They don't have any people that are not missing or up there or who the hell knows so I'm sitting here alone with him it's more or less confident that's the case you start saying there's a force doing it and there is sort of it's not really me and I hear this he might still have the information and it's true but Trump is doing it surreptitiously and that's not the word for it the word for it is tertiary and he's doing it with a friend here it's raining his brother which is the AI and other stuff like that and all sudden Trump got real mad and he said what do you expect from me you idiot and do you want me to take that and stuff like that and he's saying it on the airwaves and Dan and Trump are already fighting and they're going nuts over it and they're trying to steal the passport mostly it's what's worth stuff and they wanted disable the bikes stupid s*** like that but right now they're getting their ass kicked and people want them away from him and they're trying to do it it's the end of going to destroy the fleet and he knows it's me I'm messing around with him but boy this is going to be great and it's helping out and yeah it will be even though they're different people are small and they have to be tired out. There's some lessons to be learned about this one of them is you do not want to mess with us. The other is a situation is not great and causing me a lot of hell and harm does not do any good it's really the second one you have a lot of people against you already Trump employee view blow things for yourself and you made me very angry when I was watching you through Melissa I couldn't stand you you're such an ass you're saying this dumb s*** to him and he's thinking there's nothing I can really say the guys giving me like no Way out I'm sitting there and trying to be an ass you got really mad and Trump said you're only going to do this and he says no this is like a summer job instead of getting angry and said how do you expect to do other jobs when you do that since I don't know that's what I can get and he says get out it's like that and he said okay and he's going to say don't come back and I heard people threat threatening him and threatening him and he doing it is boy this guy is a master of no game and he got really angry and start doing stuff now he's going down and he's embarrassed the way he's doing doesn't do anything and it's just sitting there threatening and he's a big blockhead usually and an ass down the river the people had trouble can't see who he was cuz he changed the so damn fast and a few other people were too now some of them are coming back as Red Cross and this is right across people up and they have connections and they can lean on people more I'm using a lot of threats and that's what it's reminding foreigners a lot of stuff is. And threatening his social security LOL constant basis and they don't have any sense that they're doing something wrong so I said it I said what you're doing is stupid they got mad they told me to f off and go screw and stuff like that I said I don't really think I should listen to you and it was on and he is an ass and a jerk and he's psychotic all the time he doesn't look it I'll play that but that's what he is and people are starting to get very angry at Trump not only are they going after stuff but they're mad because he's there any other people in this manner he doesn't necessarily have the toes but he's having other people do it and he found other people who are doing it and he stopped them and he's just sitting there threatening people and he's gross and my husband said we should just sit there and threaten his people that's the sign of kind of a weaker bully is that they threaten too much and they get threatened off they come back and you have to do something a lot of people are figured it out and it's a lower level guy it's a lower level system but he made a big deal of it but the max wanted it but he's doing it and he's an a****** the guy has really no place on Earth and nobody wants it he's going to be finished and this will finish him

Hera

Yes it will. And it's working and people see it because of what The fleets are doing and people are defending her and they don't want him up there and he's kind of running the program so you can't see him doing it directly but they're catching him in a few points when he's near cam and a little bit after and they're seeing some patterns some of the computers figured it out and the computer is telling them what it is and they're telling them the function they're telling them exactly what it does and they're telling them how it works and to tell you them that it was things that were connected with Ken things were influence him from Trump say come up with a whole bunch of them and they took it on a son and they're saying this kid is being beaten up by him all the time about everything with everything in his life and have to stop him it's finally changing and Ken is too is like this one guy getting oppressed by everybody and they're going to blame the miscellaneous which is part of now he likes it and he can help and he's in trouble but really these people nasty they said in the low level people of course they're nasty but really haven't taste of your own medicine and you can't even handle it Mac proper

Thor Freya

It was stemming from us we had a lot of controls a lot of things going it's still like that a little now it's like that a lot but boy does this guy a blabber and get some trouble messes tons of stuff up these caverns he told on and didn't work that great it worked a little really beat the crap out of him and he was trying to push it it didn't work and he's telling people this guy's doing other stuff I hear one day no I'm the empire you stupid idiot cuz I got to repeat it and here's you saying that's a dumb piece of s*** for saying that this is why I don't know you think the max will give you a new car or a house okay and so he goes oh yeah it's not even worth that which is not much it's going on shortly that dinner is coming up but those people are being rude there's a few other things happening but I'll tell you what today will be a new day and tonight it's going to change Trump huge bully and he's in this gully with them is gross. People are now standing up and stopping them and they're going to be out of here there's too many here my ratio and people sent it out and more people are coming we heard a number of like 22 or something and they have no place to go and this is what it's for and fairly soon they are going to feel very badly about all this nonsense and they're very sick and lame and getting cancer and don't do anything about it and just sit there threatening and threatening and people are seeing patterns because of this all over the world they see it and a lot of the threats are still working it's from the money centers and things like that day to day stuff that they need and they are pursuing them and these trumpsters are they're getting deleted and John remillard and his son are to blame because their AI boy and AI son and they're both really stupid from their encounters with Dave and Carol they have to have it they think they had it and they don't it's a common trick in computing it's very very common it's a decoy and it was complicated and too complicated for Trump and when he found it he just went nuts and grabbed him and it was not the one and it got crushed it's still there but it's getting beat on everything and they'll have it down soon and it's the Mac proper and let's hope you think that's it but a son and daughter say no he was in space and saw so he's going to be an idiot

Thor Freya

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Zues Hera so my husband says man you around us worse than I had that dump at that party and I heard everybody had to leave like 5 minutes after they said we can't stand it it stinks so bad in here just smiling and laughing on the way back and I said what are you smiling at those are my friends and you too I said yeah anywhere so be it for them and it reminded me of what happened today all right everybody. So he's showing Tommy after image of him sitting on the toilet revving it up

Hera

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