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creatureofmystry · 4 years ago

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MLB x DC Universe Headcannons

I just love the idea of MLB and DC (expecially Batfam cuz Mari is such a Wayne) being in the same universe and crossing over. So one night, I just had an idea overload of different ways the Marinette would know the batfam/be a part of the DC universe. And if any of my shitty ideas somehow inspire or prompt you, then please be my guest. 😊 _

1) “Ladybugs of Past and Present”

Hippolyta, Wonder Woman’s mother, was once a previous holder of the ladybug miraculous. When Fu activated the miraculous and put them in circulation, Hippolyta could feel its magic waking back up. Knowing there must a reason for it to be out, she sent a message to her daughter. Diana searched, finding Marinette and Adrien as the present holders of the ladybug and cat miraculous. She vouched and brought them into the Young Justice program while they also made their own team, Project: Zodiac (or something like that).

[Sometime when Diana takes Marinette to meet Hippolyta]

“Great Hera, Tikki, you have not aged a day” -Hippolyta, cause she does know how to make joke.

“And I would say the same to you” -Tikki

“Mother, you can make a laugh?” -Wonder Woman, honestly a bit confused cause her mom have never not been serious before.

And Marinette is just speechless cause she’s starstruck meeting Wonder Woman’s mom AND a previous Ladybug holder.

2) “Rockstar Niece”

Jagged Stone is Marinette’s Sweet Uncle J. During the summers, Jagged Stone would take Mari with him on tour. HIs summer tours are throughout America, so Mari gets to sightsee the country. Jagged’s first tour that he gets to take Mari on (5-ish), he’s also booked for the annual (for whatever reason) Wayne Summer Gala. When Marinette meets the Waynes, they are so enamoured (Dick and Tim couldn’t help it) that they tell Jagged he’s always invited as a guest, Mari of course being added to the permanent guest list too. About 6 years later, Mari is practically adopted, spending the first half of her summers with Jagged, going to the Wayne Gala, then spending the rest of her summer with the Waynes. Overtime, she figured out the secrets of the family and was there to welcome Jason back from the dead (when that happens). Anyways, now 11(-ish?) Mari meets Damian and the two become good friends… after an… impressionable first meeting.

“Tch, let me guess, you’re another one of father’s adopted strays” -Dami

“YOU MUST BE DAMIAN!!! DICK TOLD ME ABOUT YOU!!” -Marinette, who just ignores what he said for a hug.

“hiiiiiiiiissssssss” -Dami, touchy with touch

“...” sprays water in his face since he decided to act like a cat.

“I say, Master Bruce, the children are getting along quite well” -Alfred

3) “Pen Pals”

Jon Kent and Marinette Dupain-Cheng are part of an international pen-pal program, starting when they were very young (maybe like 4 or 5-ish, super super young) where they told each other everything (Jon can’t just say that his older bro is a clone made from Superman and Lex Luthor’s DNA, or that his dad is Superman, or that his best friend is Robin, but yea. Lois and Clark probably proofread his stuff until he’s like 9) with pictures and everything. When they’re old enough to get phones & stuff, they call, text and vid-chat along with their letters (love without blood). When Mari is maybe 9-11 (somewhere around there) she starts flying over during the summers to hangout with Jon (and his friends and big brother). While there, she meets Kon, Bat fam, and Clark (some who she already knew, some who she didn’t) & lightly hints that she knows who all they are once she figures it out (it didn’t take her long to do so).

Now whenever she visits and is at Wayne Manor (Jon likes to have sleepovers practically every weekend) while they’re on patrol, Mari subtly messes with their minds (super subtle, they’re the world’s best detectives after all) until they finally look through the cams and see Mari giving them one of those smiles (those shit-grinning cause it’s just so hilarious how it’s gone on for so long) & and a playful wink.

[5 seconds later]

“Mari!” “Pixie-pop!” “Angel!” “Teacup!”

“Seriously, am I the only one with a normal nickname for her?” -Tim

“Ms. Marinette would like to inform you that ‘it took you long enough’” -Alfred (who so knows that the girl has been playing them since the third night she stayed at the Wayne’s)

“Where are my adoption papers?” -Bruce (who is seriously adopting any talented black-haired child)

4) “Mari and Mar’i”

When Mar’i is young, Dick and Kori take her with them to see Paris (btw, this would be during the winter). They’re strolling along through a park and lose track of Mar’i who finds Marinette (9-10 ish). Marinette comforts and distracts Mar’i while noticing the young(er) girl is Tameranian (her hair is very warm and she’s wearing significantly less layers than should be worn for a human of that age during the winter, plus that sun-kissed skin tone. She’s seen Kori in her fashion magazines (and, from time to time, on the news as an ambassador) so she easily make the connections). Dick and Kori finally spot Mar’i with Mari who introduces herself to them. Mar’i asks if she can see her “Auntinette” again and Marinette just goes “if your parents are okay with it.” Dick and Kori are totally cool with it (not many are willing to watch her and have the time to do it) so they ask Marinette if she can babysit Mar’i whenever (with good pay of course) if she’s up to it (cause she’s still pretty young). Marinette can’t say no to Mar’i’s babydoll eyes (and she’s so much easier compared to Manon, who’s only 2 rn), so of course, she says yes.

Now Marinette is Mar’is official babysitter and sees Mar’i often whenever her parents drop her off (using zeta tubes to quickly get to Paris and back). Marinette gets treated like an honorary Wayne (cause she’s the most responsible) and gets invited to their family stuff (w/ travel pay taken care of, of course). It doesn’t take her long to realize the fact that she babysits Bruce Wayne’s & BATMAN’S granddaughter, but of course, being the responsible one she is, keeps the secret… while also playing with them via Mar’i.

[One Day]

After Marinette leaves for her plane…

“Uncle Dami!”

“Yes, Spawn?”

“Auntinette said to tell you after she left that Robin’s sut needs a major upgrade & that you look like a traffic light… whatever that’s supposed to mean.”

[Another Day]

“Uncle Jay!”

“What’s up kid?’

“Auntinette said that to let you know that Red Hood doesn’t make any sense ‘cause Red Hood wears a helmet. Not a hood.”

[The next time]

“Uncle Tim!”

Yawn. “yea?”

“Auntie told me to give you this” (pulls out super caffeinated coffee) “and that Red Robin’s cowl is a menace to all things fashion”

[Again…]

“Daddy!”

“Yes, Starshine?”

“Auntienette said she’s proud of Nightwing’s costume ‘cause it’s one of the only in the batfam that isn’t an astro-city to the fashion society.”

5) “Marinette, the one who’s always getting chosen”

Before Mari became (becomes(?)) LB, she comes across a different powerful piece of jewelry, from a different order of guardians where her will of mind is not only her shield from being akumatized, but it is also what drives her powers. That’s right, Mari walks past a flea market and activates a GL ring. The guardians pick up on this activity and send Hal (it is his sector) to check it out. Hal finds the ring with Mari but it still needs the light of a GL to charge and fully work.

[During the explanation]

“Look, kid-”

“Marinette.”

“Look, kid, I just need to know why you have that ring.”

“You think I know? I was just walking through the market and all of a sudden, this possessed ring, if that’s even what this is, started following me, then zipped in front of my face til i held my hand up so it can put itself on my finger.”

“Kid-”

“It’s MARINETTE. Get it wrong one more time and you’ll see why I don’t need a possessed piece of alien jewelry.” -Marinette, making sure you get her name right. “Besides, if I stole it, I would remember. I’m a klepto” -Marinette, probably holding his ring too at this point.

Hal obviously doesn’t want the wrath of the Dupain-Chengs (just the kid Marinette scares him enough), so he tells the guardians that JL will take care of most of Mari’s training (once they get her a lamp for her ring, of course) & has her take part in training at Mt. Justice with the Young Justice team and special training with the Bats. Mari does all this under the guise of an international student exchange program for Mari to stay with the Waynes (not yet knowing that it’s the bat fam) and attends G.A. Mari doesn’t do much, but it takes her 24-36 hours to know who EVERYONE is.

[the next week after settling in]

“Hey, Mars,” -Dick, in his Nightwing gear

“Hey, Di-is the GREATEST SHOW!” -Mari, changing the subject(… not really)

“How long did it take you?”

“Not as long as the Kryptonians…” -Mari, going off into a tangent (still trying to change the subject”

[When Marinette meets Tikki]

Back in Paris:

“Sooo… I’m getting powerful jewelry that gives me powers and a suit, needs to be recharged, and comes from some Order of the Guardians? What’s the difference between you and my ring?” -Marinette, who at this point is very confused as to why she keeps getting picked on for this kind of stuff.

“One’s alien, one’s magic” -Tikki, hoping Mari will end it there & lowkey hates that the GL Corp. got to her first.

“They’re both non-human made energy sources” -Mari, cause once you’ve seen it once, you’ve seen it all before.

“You can’t heal the Akuma without the miraculous, and there are more than just rings. Yours are earrings, there are hair clips, bracelets, necklaces and more” -Tikki, after having a minute to think

“Fine, only because you said they’re the only way to heal the, what was it again, akuma?”

6) “Their Unofficial Official Barista”

Part of Tim’s job as Co-CEO, is to make sure all the branches are running smoothly, sometimes that means he has to fly abroad to manually check in. Tim goes to Paris to check on the W.E. Paris branch. He goes to a nearby Patisserie (Tom and Sabine’s) to see a young Marinette (somewhere from 8-11) drawing in her sketchbook at the counter. She explains that her parents are at a catering event, but she’s there to man the little bakery. Tim asks for a super caffeinated coffee and Marinette makes it with ease, claiming it was on the house with how bad he looks (and how much sleep the man clearly needs). Tim begs for her knowledge and asks if she can teach his butler. Mari’s willing to show him the next time he comes, so he gets the whole fam to go (viz tubes so they don’t waste time) maybe a week later. Everyone gets their own drink (plus a free pastries) and Marinette teaches Alfred her coffee, but it’s just not the same so Tim, using the tubes, goes to get coffee from the girl whenever he can.

Mari is horrible at getting up on time (the life of an insomniac, never getting to sleep even if you want and then barely waking up on time) that she is up super early, makes Tim his coffee (plus a croissant) and tries to go back to sleep (making her inevitably late). Tim would walk up to the pick-up counter where his cup and to-go bag is while Marinette runs out of the house to get to school. Eventually, the rest of the Batfam (as well as the Laegue, TT, and YJ) frequent the place, slowly becoming (Dami too) Mari hides it, but she knew all the batfam the first day they came and she showed Alfred how to make the coffee. When the others start making more regular appearances, she learns the identities of YJ team, WW, GLs, and others. Obviously when LB and CN appear as heroes with HM as their villain, they immediately reach out to help. Because 1. Batfam clearly notices that it’s Mari and they sure as heck won’t let her deal with that by herself, and 2. The JL is worrying too much about their favorite barista (even though she’s not really one), especially with the Gigantitan scare. So, of course LB & CN (can’t make him bad everytime) get inducted into YJ.

[After Ladybug finishes defeating Gigantitan and detransforms]

“Bean! Are you okay? You’re not hurt, are you?” -Tim, being an even more protective older brother than Dick, which shouldn’t be possible

“Yes, I promise. I’m fine” -Marinette, who just accepts the fact that she’s adopted an older brother (and his famliy)

“Tube over, we’ll have Alfred make sure” -Dick, already pulling out the medical supplies for Alfred.

“I-”

“You shouldn’t worry your brothers like that, Marinette. Now come over so Alfred can clear you,” -Bruce, who just happens to overhear the conversation

“I’m sorry, Miss Marinette, they are very adamant that you’re in pitch perfect health before going out again,” -Alfred, who’s not actually sorry

“Fine” -Marinette, accepting her fate of her adopted, protective family.

7) “Thicker Than the Blood We’ve Shed”

Why is Marinette so freakishly strong? Because she was trained to be. Before she could even talk, Mari was taught to be an assassin. She and Damian were frenemies, both competing for top spot as best in the League (of Assassins). They often spared together and became rivals who pushed each other (which sounds great in that context if you forget about the fact that they’re killing people and turning it into a competition). When Damian’s care is turned over to Batsy, Mari also comes along for the ride. She implements herself into Dami’s classes at G.A. & watches him from afar. (Damian, not being an idiot, of course knows all this and knows that it’s probably for Mari to give a report to Talia.) When he becomes Robin, Mari obviously knows, but waits to see if anything drastic would happen (his care was given to the Batfam, they had already expected this to happen.) She then heard word of the bounty Talia put on Damian’s head. Marinette knew there wouldn’t be much she could do to help, but she ave Dami a warning about the upcoming situation before fleeing the country.

From there she got to France, changed her name (it wasn’t originally Marinette, it was Shénqí, chinese for miraculous/magical (or something else if you want)), was adopted by Tom & Sabine, and left her time in the League in the past. When she received Tikki, she didn’t want to be a hero because she didn’t think she deserved it after her up-bringing. Eventually, she did become LB (being a trained assassin does help with lucky charms, considering she was taught how to kill with basically every and anything), and life was good for her. Then Rossi came.

[Gotham field trip]

While at Wayne Tower…

“How idiotic are they?” -Damian, who after reuniting with his long-lost sister-from-a-different-mister (yes, Marinette was able to convince him to say it once), can’t understand the stupidity she has to deal with.

“Are you Robin?” -Mari, who is too tired, so just goes straight into the analogy

“Yes.” -Obvious and simply is.

“Exactly” -Mari, who can’t even put a limit to the amount of thought the one brain cell the class shares doesn’t use. I mean please, the so-called “reporter” believed that the first cosplayer she saw was the actual LB when they don’t even have the same hair! And let’s not forget the origins arc, where LB’s first citizen save was Chloe.

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anhed-nia · 4 years ago

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I am once again seeking recommendations for one of my zany obscure movie lists!

This list is inspired by haunting childhood memories of going to a friend's house for a fun sleepover, only to find yourself trapped with their weird family, forced to eat their bizarre food, and made to participate in their unseemly customs...

Please feel free to recommend anything where the protagonists are absorbed into the internal culture of a house full of dangerous freaks, and forced to play by their rules, or else!

N.B. I am *not* looking for movies like DON'T GO IN THE HOUSE, where a killer's home is also a death trap, or MISERY, where one man has to negotiate with a delusional psycho, or WOULD YOU RATHER, where a singular madman challenges a group of *essentially* voluntary contestants in a temporally limited situation. I'm looking for movies where the "old dark house" contains a whole secret society, with its own taboos and commandments, ala ROCKY HORROR, TEXAS CHAINSAW, and, er, THE OLD DARK HOUSE. Thanks for your consideration! And sorry for...THIS.

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sarahreesbrennan · 9 months ago

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Aw, I love to see love for my Lia.

I did see a few stories which had the innocent beauty heroine be a secret schemer, and thus she was trampled underfoot and the other girl was the REAL star as was right and I thought

… well what were the original heroine’s choices besides scheming, exactly

… having one woman be the supreme woman who deserves all the love and all the power doesn’t sit right with me anyway

… how fun to have a total schemer who is also a softy who loves people real easily, the Cobra and Lia in her room, g-i-g-g-l-i-n-g

… if that does make her wicked, that makes her one of mine

I had to lead up to Lia by design, because I wanted readers to dismiss her the way readers do sometimes dismiss female characters, the way Rae dismissed her. HOW I laffed when a clever lady friend of mine was like ‘oh and the boring milk-and-water original heroine’ while partway through the book. And then Lia smashes through expectations, which I love to do.

And of course there is the expectations of desire. One often sees female characters who don’t feel or portray desire, who are above all that, until their true love unlocks it… and that lack of desire is seen as ‘purity.’

Which brings me to huge spoilers and discussions of one of my favourite books and movies. (Yes I did pick out a pink and black wig, pink scarf and octopus tights to go see the movie. I LIKE TO BE ON BRAND.)

… and it really does make me think that sometimes these perfect innocent ladies are (for whatever reason) Just Not That Into Guys. Which is hilarious to me. The perfect woman isn’t into you? What on earth, guys. (And I dearly love to laugh.)

But also if she does have desire, that desire can be in a way invisible. As it sometimes was historically. So invisible that we can have Lia’s POV in a Time of Iron excerpt, in the passage where she finds the gown made for her, with her having feelings about the gown that the reader of Time of Iron would interpret as feelings of wanting Octavian or Marius to have ordered the gown made (depending on their preferred pairing). Let’s be real, no reader ever thought Octavian or Marius made the gown themselves - few thought about who made it. Some maid, they thought, as did Marius himself. Labour that’s invisible, as women’s desire for women can be invisible. But Lia was thinking of Emer, who made the dress. She saw her.

And Emer, of course, is the first person in the Time of Iron world whose point of view we get, who is the first intimation the characters are real - this person who people in her own world often don’t count as a person, due to her class.

Which brings me to a major inspiration for that storyline which I haven’t credited as I read some people read acknowledgments first (horrible! I will credit in the sequel of course).

Which is Fingersmith by Sarah Waters, turned into both a good TV show and a GREAT (but very changed, making me have thoughts about adaptation) movie called the Handmaiden (Kim Tae Ri is so good in this movie!). It is a tale of a lady and her maid, who are both epically deceiving each other even as they carry on a raging affair! And the lady pretends to be innocent as a lady must be partly in order to seduce her maid - but then isn’t society forcing her to wear an innocent mask, and isn’t the maid plotting against her? And what position is the maid in, to refuse?

Also this dynamic is I think very sexy! Because being someone’s maid places you in such a position of intimacy (gal pals to the maximum! Dress your lady like a beautiful doll!), conjuring up the bewildering blurred lines of close female friendship with sleepovers and shared secrets for young queer women, rendered extra fraught by a fantastical power differential. Because your lady also has power over you. In this world, she can have you whipped. But also, the idealisation of a loyal servant’s flip side is the villainous idea of a disloyal servant, who can use the fraught intimacy against you. And I did think about a change I made to this dynamic I love, which is that the maid is the significantly older one. Which tugs you another way, power-wise. Lia and Emer are the only pair with an age gap that isn’t arguable.

Obviously I must make a warning statement about pairs here which is that I do not promise happiness or togetherness for any pair. When I talk about dynamics I do mean that I enjoy setting up and exploring a dynamic. Like all the others, Lia and Emer will have other romantic options, paths that lead to lonely glory, paths that lead to fiery or stabby death, other dynamics I enjoy.

But I did write Long Live Evil as a stand-alone, knowing I might not get to write a sequel, and I did think when I was thinking of fandoms of Willow and Tara, Clarke and Lexa, Xena and Gabrielle, (I didn’t think of Villanelle and Eve because it hadn’t happened yet but of course I think of them now!) and I did want to give Lia and Emer the only moment for anyone that would serve as a romantic happy ending.

UNFORTUNATELY for them I am now permitted to write two sequels, which means torment for everybody! Just so much torment!

However fun for me, because now the double blind for the reader for Lia re both her secret character and her secret affair is over, I can play out my sweet girl and her schemes in the open, causing many more dominoes to fall.

Dominoes and torment. I really can’t stress that enough.

And Lia! I love that she wasn't either a sweet innocent angel or completely evil. Cuz that's how it often goes with the original heroine in villainess isekai. Which isn't always a bad thing! It's just nice to see it changed up once in a while

#Long Live Evil #the handmaiden #fingersmith #lgbt #sapphic #Lia Felice #btvs #the 100 #xena warrior princess #killing eve

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mattzerella-sticks · 5 years ago

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I’m Here (Coda to 1x10 “Brainwave Jr.”, Wildstar pre-slash, 3.2k)

Losing Henry was sad, but it's not the first person Courtney knew whose future was snatched by the Injustice Society of America. That doesn't make his death any less tragic. It does remind Courtney how screwed up and dangerous her life was. At least she was able to wake up the next day and keep moving. And so was Beth, and Rick. But Yolanda...

Where was Yolanda? Courtney needs to know.

Courtney’s bag falls to her wrist as her shoulders sag, expectant tension fizzling out in disappointment. She stands frozen at the corner of the school’s hallway, gaze trained on a familiar and abandoned locker. Students and faculty passing it without a second thought, unaware that its owner will no longer have use for the space and all left inside. While the memory stays fresh because it constantly repeats itself every few seconds, Courtney still woke up thinking it might have been a dream. A projection from Brainwave, forcibly implanted in their minds, instead of the awful truth. That she would walk into school and find Henry going about his day like everyone else.

He’d never get the chance again. Like Joey, Joey’s parents… her dad -

“Hey,” she feels a hand snake itself around her elbow, startling Courtney from her thoughts. Beth offers a kind smile while dragging her past Henry’s old locker. “How are you holding up?”

She glances behind her one last time in punishment, answering without thinking. “Better than Henry.”

“I think we can all say that.” Rick joins them, squeezing Courtney in a loose hug on her other side. Their trio walk in silence until they reach Courtney’s locker, letting her search inside for her books. “Yesterday was fucked up.”

“I can’t believe Mr. King…” Beth hugs herself, shivering, “he always seemed kind of… cold, whenever I would run into him at the hospital. But, to do that – to his own son – that’s…”

“Fucked up?”

She sighs, “Yeah, exactly.”

Rick leans against the lockers, staring ahead with a dazed look in his eye Courtney recognizes. She saw it in her own reflection, after washing her face the night Joey died. Like being dragged from icy waters and left on fragile ice, no protection from the freezing winds slashing your skin like knives. Surviving, but barely. “You kept saying he was a villain. And knowing what we know it wasn’t hard to trust you. But being there and watching… If he was willing to do that to his own son… what’s that mean for any of us?”

Courtney stuffs textbooks into their section, steadying herself with a deep breath. “It means we need to strike them before they get at us,” she tells them, voice bouncing off her locker walls. “To prove that Henry didn’t… didn’t sacrifice himself in vain, and that we can stop his father and the others. Prove to them all that good will triumph and…” Losing steam, she closes her locker with a slam. “And everything else.”

Scoffing, Rick pushes off the locker. “And everything else? Real inspiring speech there, Court.” His sarcasm drips off his words and onto her shoes. “Give us the truth, do we have any chance in beating them? Or are we doomed to end up like Henry?”

Before she can answer him, Beth jumps in. “Of course we do,” she says, a brighter, more genuine smile stretched across her face. “We’re the good guys! Plus, we’ll all be together – I don’t see how they can beat us as a team!”

“Beth…” Rick pinches his brow, fighting the smirk twitching on his lips, “I doubt the power of friendship and teamwork will work on cold-blooded killers.”

“Maybe it will if you let yourself believe. You know, Chuck says –“

“I don’t want to hear what your computer boyfriend has to say.”

“Chuck’s not my boyfriend,” she whispers, shoving at Rick while choking on an awkward chuckle. “And he’s not a computer – he’s an AI. An AI of a superhero, who’s in my backpack and can probably hear us.”

Rick’s good mood finally appears, egged on by teasing Beth. “Sorry,” he says, grabbing for her shoulder. A friendly gesture hiding betrayal because he immediately spins her around, loudly talking with her backpack. “I didn’t mean to offend your AI boyfriend!”

“Rick!”

Watching Beth repeatedly slap Rick should have lifted Courtney’s spirits further. They settle at a halfway point, enough that she knows moping around won’t do any good. For Henry, and everyone else in the town, they need to pick up and carry on. She’s thankful for her friends being there, helping her believe in the muddled speech she gave earlier. Beth, Rick, and –

“Hey,” she interrupts their bickering, looking around, “Where’s Yolanda?”

Her question snuffed what little lightness broke through the heavy darkness. Beth draws her hands back from Rick’s collar, wringing them. “Courtney,” she starts, eyes bouncing around everywhere except Courtney, “do you really expect her to be here. After what happened with Henry…?”

Courtney remembers. Escaping from the underground tunnels, tears streaming down hers and the others’ cheeks. Navigating the dark tunnels, searching for the staircase they came down. Yolanda tripping halfway, a sob ripped from her chest alongside Henry’s name. In the next breath Rick picked her up and shouted, “Keep moving!” Courtney trailing after them, numbly letting Beth lead so she can hold the rear. Brainwave, Dragon King, or any of his cronies could have rushed them at that point; she wasn’t paying attention. She was too busy with Yolanda and how she clung so tight her claws ripped through Rick’s cape. Cycling through a number of phrases that didn’t feel right enough.

It didn’t matter. They stopped running, ten blocks from Cindy’s old house. Gasping, tugging on their masks save for Yolanda. In the space between Rick setting her down and Courtney asking if anyone was hurt, she disappeared.

And she refuses to answer any of Courtney’s texts.

“No,” she tells them, “Did I hope…?”

Rick shrugs sympathetically. “Yolanda needs her space right now,” he says, “her and Henry… shit’s complicated. I doubt she’d be able to fake enough enthusiasm to make it through school like she normally does.”

“But it’s not safe,” Courtney fires back, frowning, “The Injustice Society… Beth’s right. We need to be together. If she’s alone and-and upset, it’d be easy for them to pick her off and…” She replaces Henry’s body with Yolanda’s, a frightening chill rushing through her like Jordan grabbed Courtney with his icy hand and squeezed.

Except it’s not Jordan, it’s Beth again. She lets go of her wrist, stepping away. “If Yolanda’s in danger, she’ll call,” Beth tells her, “Besides, it’s daytime right now. The Injustice Society’s been operating in secret for how long? They won’t risk blowing their cover now. If we haven’t heard from her when school ends, then we can go to Pat and go looking. Okay?”

Courtney nods, stomach uneasy. “Okay.” She bites her lip, thinking. “Also, until this is all… sorted out, I think we should be closer, easier to reach in case there is danger. Like… sleepovers?”

Beth claps, bouncing. “Sleepover!” she gasps, “I’ve always wanted to have a sleepover!”

“You know this will be less about braiding hair and more about keeping us alive, right?” Rick asks, crossing his arms.

“I won’t let that take this victory away from me!”

Courtney looks at Rick. “You in? I’m sure my mom will be cool now that she knows about… everything, but she might have you sleep downstairs.”

He rolls his eyes. “Just tell her I’m gay. That nothing’ll happen.”

“Listen, after the Cosmic Rod, I think I’m done lying to my mom for a while…”

“Good thing it’s not a lie.”

“Oh.” Courtney pauses, letting Rick’s tactless declaration sink in so she won’t continue with a foot in her mouth. She was getting too familiar with the taste of shoe leather. “I’m not sure that’ll change her mind, but it’s good to know. Thank you… for telling us.”

Rick’s mouth stretches in a thin smile, haze faded from his eyes. “Honestly thought you knew.” He and Beth set off from Courtney’s locker, slow in their exit. “You coming? The whole sticking together plan won’t work if you get detention for being late… then we’d all have to get detention –“

“I will not,” Beth says, “Courtney don’t get detention!”

Courtney chuckles, swinging her bag over her shoulder. “I’ll be there, you guys go on ahead…” She waits until they disappear around the corner, her happy expression dropping into seriousness.

Class is the furthest thing on her mind. A waste of her time. She knows what she must do, even if it goes against her own orders. Courtney knows Beth and Rick won’t be mad, though, if her plan works out.

First, she needs to escape. Doing that should take a few minutes, especially with how quickly the halls are emptying. Courtney casually retraces her steps, tiptoeing past closed doors hoping no one spots her. Still, knowing how important it is she leave quickly, Courtney cannot help detouring by the dark training room. Punching bag swinging from the breeze instead of Yolanda’s punches. The dull thud echoing with her grunts, Yolanda truly in her element. In those days when they were still strangers, and she wondered who would join her new Justice Society, Courtney found herself drawn by those noises. Studied her friend’s form and skill, hidden from view. Although Yolanda knew. Always did, but never bothered shooing her off.

Both were glad Yolanda let Courtney watch as long as she did.

“Hey, shouldn’t you be in class?”

Courtney spins, an excuse ready at the draw. She doesn’t use it. Silence preferable given who caught her.

Cameron’s brows dip in confusion, “Hey, Courtney… you okay?” He waves his hand in front of her face, Courtney flinching despite herself. There wasn’t any frost.

“Sorry, Cameron,” she says, slouching, “you caught me off guard.”

“No kidding…” He pulls tighter on his backpack strap, other hand buried in his pocket. “So… what’re you doing?”

Nothing she can tell him about. When Courtney pieced together Jordan’s identity, she briefly considered what it meant for her and Cameron. She did mourn the possibility of something more happening between them, but the biggest feeling Courtney had about that being over was relief. “I was on my way to the bathroom,” she lies, “because of… girl issues.”

He blinks at her. “Girl issues?”

“Y’know,” she gestures at her body, “the usual. Think I’d get a break because of the accident, but no… time stops for no woman.”

Cameron understands, a slight blush dusting his pale cheeks. “Oh, I… I hope you feel better,” he says, shifting on his feet, “Hey, if you’re not busy later –“

“Sorry Cameron, gotta go!”

Courtney disappears, rushing off from the scene. She doesn’t stop until she sees the doors leading to the parking lot, practically barreling into them. However they refuse her, knocking her away. Not taking rejection lightly, Courtney tries again. And again. Rattles the push bar so loudly she’s sure anyone in a five-mile radius can hear her. Huffing, Courtney kicks the door and collapses against it.

“Stupid… door… why won’t you… open…?”

She hears someone clear their throat behind her, Courtney tensing. Peeling herself off the door, Courtney sees the school’s janitor standing a few feet away. Staring disapprovingly, no doubt frowning from behind his bushy beard. Mop held at his side like a sword, scabbarded in its bucket. “Are you trying to leave?”

“Leave?” Courtney snorts, waving his question off, “No… why would I – that’s…” Wincing, she braces for what comes next. “Please don’t tell the principal!”

Eyes closed, she hears what happens next. How the janitor walks closer, mop bucket rolling after him like a trusty steed. His soft humming accompanied by the jingling of a few keys. Finally, the squeaking of hinges as the doors open. Courtney pries her eyes open, gaping at the janitor. He holds it open for her, waiting.

“I don’t understand,” she says, “Why’re you -?”

“I’m sure there are more important places you need to be.”

While cryptic, Courtney shoves her suspicions aside. Questioning her janitor can be saved for a later date, when she can ask Pat if any of the Injustice Society had beards, talked in a strange accent, and were named Justin. Until then, Courtney thanks him and runs outside. Finds the Rod waiting at the parking lot’s entrance, hovering in place. “Hey,” she says, petting its head, “I know you need your rest, but…”

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She was in the woods. Courtney descends from the sky, silent, as Yolanda tears through another tree. Many others laid strewn about the bloodless battlefield, victims of her claws. Given the amount, Courtney guesses Yolanda was there all night. She hadn’t gone home, slept, ate, or even changed her outfit. The Wildcat bodysuit looked duller, dust from the tunnel’s debris untouched. Peering closer, Courtney saw some in her hair.

Rick was right. This is some complicated shit.

Yolanda stops, one hand raised above about to slice through more wood. “I know you’re there Courtney,” she says, “can you please leave me alone?”

Courtney jumps off the Rod, it flying off like it knew they should have space. “I think alone is the last thing you should be.” She walks closer, careful. “Do you want to talk about it?”

She swings her hand down, Courtney wincing as metal nails meet wood. “Not really.”

Nodding, Courtney changed course and sat on one of the fallen logs. Watched Yolanda finish eviscerating the tree’s trunk until it couldn’t stand any longer. The tree fell onto one of the others with a loud crash. Its death wail hiding Yolanda’s own screams that left her ragged and clutching onto the base of the trunk. Courtney’s heart twists at the sight, and her fingers twitch on her knees. She doesn’t move, though.

“Feel better?”

Yolanda catches her breath. She punctures the trunk with her claws, voice a deep growl. “No,” she says, “because it wasn’t Brainwave. None of them were Brainwave.”

Studying the massacre again, a heavy weight settles in her stomach. “Yolanda,” she starts, “are you seriously thinking of killing –“

“Yes.” Yolanda turns on her heel, facing Courtney. Shoulders squared and head held high, she almost convinced Courtney. Except her bottom lip wobbles slightly. “After what he did to his own son? What he promised to do to you, your family… there’s only one way of stopping him.”

“Yolanda,” Courtney stands, frowning, “you can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because we’re the good guys,” she hisses, striding closer, “Good guys don’t kill. We stop the people who want to kill.” On instinct she grabs for Yolanda’s wrist, only for the other girl to snatch it away. Nerves fraying at the action.

“Funny,” she scoffs, glaring, “were you the good guy when you fried his brains? When you put him in a coma?”

Courtney blushes, faltering somewhat. “It was an accident,” she tells Yolanda, “I had only just gotten the Rod. I didn’t mean to –“

“Which is why he’s still walking. Why he was able to…” Yolanda skips over the words, shaking her head. She pops her claws, holding them between her and Courtney. “I won’t make the same mistake you made.”

“Yolanda…” she sighs, running a hand through her hair. She’s conflicted. A small voice in her head sides with her friend, thinking how a man as awful as Henry King doesn’t deserve life if he would so flippantly take it from people he should care about – like his wife and son. But another one, a voice she thinks is her father’s, overpowers the crueler instinct. “I won’t let you make that mistake.”

“I. Don’t. Care,” she spits, slashing the air, “I’ll go at him by myself if I have to. Let him try and stop me.”

Again, the image of Yolanda buried under a pile or rubble pops into view. Seeing it spurs Courtney forward, and she seizes her friend’s hand despite the sharp nails. “No! He’ll kill you!”

“Courtney –“

“Please, Yolanda,” she says, trusting her gut as she drags Yolanda into a hug despite her rigidness. “Please… don’t go after him alone. You saw what he can do, I can’t… just, promise me.”

The silence stretches on more than Courtney would like, but thankfully Yolanda agrees. “Fine,” she says, “I won’t go after him alone.” She shifts in Courtney’s hold, “But I have to… he has to pay, for what he did to Henry.”

Courtney curls her fingers around Yolanda’s neck, closing her eyes. “Do you think Henry would want you to kill his dad?”

Yolanda shudders, breath wet on Courtney’s neck. She waits as the other girl considers her question, defenses slowly crumbling. Her arms rise and wrap around Courtney’s back while a sob breaks free. “It’s not fair,” she hiccups, “it’s not fair!”

“I know Yolanda, I know…”

“No, it… I spent so much time hating Henry. Believing he was nothing more than an evil bully. Convincing myself that if he were to die, that I wouldn’t feel a thing. Hell, I almost eviscerated him myself. There were so many times that I could, that I wanted to. I mean, he ruined my life. But at the end I… I still loved him.” Her knees wobble, so Courtney guides them to the floor. Courtney kneeling, with Yolanda stretched out across her lap. “And now he’s gone. Because he trusted his father to be a good man, when really he’s scum. Maybe we could’ve worked on what we had, or maybe I could have forgiven him. That was taken away from me. He died and I couldn’t forgive him. I still can’t forgive him for what he did… even after he gave his life for us. I’m not a good guy Courtney. I’m an animal…”

“You’re not an animal Yolanda,” Courtney tells her, stroking her hair. She tucks her head under chin, resting on the helmet. “Yolanda, you’re a hero. You’re exactly the kind of person I knew you were when I gave you Wildcat’s costume. And what Henry did… what Brainwave did, that doesn’t change anything. Because you’re strong. That’s why you never gave in, why you won’t let yourself kill Brainwave even though every part of you may want to. You won’t let yourself sink to their level.”

“I’m tired of having to be strong all the time,” Yolanda says, “Why can’t it be easy?”

Courtney sighs, “I wish they were. I wish my dad wasn’t a superhero, and he and all the others weren’t killed. But he's gone, and they’re gone… so it’s up to us to stop the bad guys.”

“Do we have to stop them now?”

Pausing, Courtney’s lips quirk up in a tiny smile. “No… no, not right now. We can just sit here and be easy. Sound okay with you?”

Yolanda nods, “I’d like that.”

They stay like that for a while, Courtney holding Yolanda. Rocking her slowly, gently like the waves. Yolanda’s body relaxes in her arms, breaths evening until Courtney thinks she’s asleep. When she says the other girl’s name and gets no response, she continues at a whisper. “I’m sorry so much has been taken from you,” Courtney tells her, staring up at the cloudless sky, “I won’t let them take anything else. We’re going to beat them. You, me… Beth, Rick, even Pat… we’re the Justice Society. The good guys. Good always wins in the end.”

In the forest, surrounded by fallen trees and with a slumbering Yolanda in her lap, Courtney finally believes in what she said. The lingering shadows of Henry’s death shed from her mind, the wisps disappearing into the sky. A hushed voice breaks through her lazy thoughts, thanking Courtney. Before she can wonder who said that, Yolanda stirs in her grasp.

Distracted, Courtney soothes her tired friend. “It’s okay Yolanda, I’m here… nothing will happen. And if it does? I’ll protect you…”

#stargirl #stargirl cw #1x10 brainwave jr #courtney whitmore #wildcat #yolanda montez #beth chapel #rick tyler #wildstar #stargirl x wildcat #stargirl fic #wildstar fic

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mythykl · 5 years ago

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kirishima,, likes you??*headcanon bs*

**pouring love for my S4′s fav character:”))*

disclamer- also I haven’t watched the recent 5 ep,, thus this is just raw canon,, bear w me.

how it started,, or one might call it some foreplay :))

seeing you after one year as you enter UA high two days before the school fest mADE hiM LoSE HiS sHiT. he had asked his mum to parcel the costume he needed for his performance perhaps?? instead, you brought it as a sweet surprise.

considerin’ the recent events, you began inquiring about his well being, but all he emitted was honesty, kindness and optimism,, seeing this ball of joy made you go cheerful as well

he almost forgot to introduce you, as he practically pulled you to his room to show you his Crimson Riot action figures,, that he had hidden somewhere???

you liked his friends,, except the one with violet balls on his head. you chuckled at the girls’ remarks as he goes on with his pervert comments. tbh, they didn’t expect him to have a girl friend, ya there’s a gap, but on recognizing you, Ashido practically pounced at you for a tight hug, even though you guys weren’t close in school, she was glad to have met an old pal as well.

secrets started unfolding that night during the sleepover, as you both talked till dawn, sharing memories, recent incidents and his cool ass quirk developments; including the recent mission/study program but we ain’t getting into that.

one thing that for sure amazed you was his long ass training menu. Let’s not forget about the kanji signs saying, ‘fired up!’ and ‘manly spirit!’ you were a bit overwhelmed by them, huh,,

midst the exchange of meaningless insults, you vocalized his stupidly oblivious nature when it came to your obvious crush on him. his face lost colour as he heard that.

you clarified yourself by saying that it was a long ass one year ago,, but it didn’t ease the awkwardness. the heavy air almost crushed you, it was unfamiliar and then,, you go to sleep,,, ofc in your seperate dorm room. ya, it needs to be specified uk

you woke up pretty late the next day, and found no one in their dorm rooms. prolly went for preparations?? you just sigh and go off to have a bath and grab some snacks

shit lotta self doubt came your way as you basically slugged in the bed, scrolling through tumblr and basically chomping on any food in vicinity,

you lowkey start feeling that it was a bad idea to meet kirishima, and how he was better off himself. after refusing to get outta the dorm room, by evening, the guilt consumed your mind and you decided to leave without letting him know.

hun’ gotta pack her stuff now,, jk. you were in tears, cuz’ ofc, you were fucked. confessing was a legit bad idea, and staying there killed you inside,, but

kirishima walked in. he was there standing in his manly demeanour with a rose bouquet in his hand. t’was from class 1-A as a welcome gift. you could see how much he was taken a back as he saw you in tears, packing up you stuff.

you half expected him to just stand there and be his casual oblivious self, but he came forward and hugged you. he knew that you were a mess, cuz’ of that sudden confession. which reminded you of how intense and straightforward he can be at times. you close your eyes, and let the time pass.

he suddenly grabs you shoulder and moves away, as you keep you eyes on the ground.

“look over here Y/N,” Kirishima wispered.

“no, I-I, I don’t know what to say- I mean this wasn’t supposed to happen, you love surprises and I-” sniff, “I co- meat.-”

“meat?” he asks with genuine curiosity.

“Oh- ohh shit! I forgot to give you meat balls.” You instantly look up as he starts laughing, “Shut up Eijiro, damn. I hope thay are-” but as you are about to walk towards your duffle, he pulls you towards him and-

behold the actual content lmao.

“were you going to leave w/o letting me know?” Kirishima asked

On hearing that, you visibly got uncomfortable, walked past him with you hands folded, “yes,” hoping not to get emotional,, as if prior crying wasn’t enough.

“I like you too,” Kirishima said immediately, seemed as if it was an accidental blurt. you took a rapid spin only to find that he was stern, dead serious. He walks forward and says as he closed the door, “I-I can’t keep this inside anymore. It wasn’t manly of me last night, to simply abandon your words. well, I like you Y/N.”

“ah,, wasn’t expecting that. that too in present tense.” you replied.

“yes, same he- I mean- I’ve been meaning to say this but- it was kinda hard.”

“Harder than fighting villans?” you chuckle.

“nope, i’m a hero, i got to do it to save people, as a symbol of peace and strength in society. but as a person. i decided to let my feelings die as i had to leave for UA high, if something would happen to me, it would only cause you pain. but I was wrong, you’re courageous and you had always inspired me to be strong and kind as a kid.I can’t keep avoiding this anymore.” yup those words, fuck that shit was the final nail to the coffin.

next thing you know is that you run to him and hug him tight,, he kinda stumbled a bit but then held you back and submerged into the intimate moment.

you guys talk for a while, but then you reminded him that you gotta leave. he attempted multiple times for you to stay but u refuse, with the reason that you already told you mum that you’ll be arriving home by night. of course that was a lie.

now you think of all this in the bus as you travel back home,, i’m glad, you think. he finally knows. nothing is specified between you two, you know he isn’t looking forward to a relationship and you, you’re obviously hurt, but you aren’t unknown to the fact that you might only be an hindrance in the path to his goal.though kirishima and you have left this story on an unfinished note, you hope for a future together.

has been a while hasn’t it. lmao. expect more content soon;))

few previous headcanons i like,,

If todoroki was ya freakin’ boyfriend (bnha)

Akaashi’s x Reader (haikyuu)

If bakugou was ya boyfriend (bnha)

orange,, part 1 and part 2

thanks for reading<3

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #mha #eijiro kirishima #kirishima headcanon #kirishima #bnha headcanon #mha headcanons #anime headcanon #headcanons #incorrect bnha

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ellawritesficssometimes · 7 years ago

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Looking at potential hints at ships is great, but I’d also like to use this forum to explore some of the most wholesome friendships in Hetalia. Today, let’s look at Japan and America. They’re compliments of each other, representing two polar personalities that balance out perfectly to create great comic relief. Among my favourites are the cultural misunderstandings that the two share.

Autobiographical Easter Eggs:

A lot of Japan’s bewildered reactions to America’s culture is based on the own reactions that Himaruya experienced himself when he moved to New York.

Ex: Japan takes a picture of the brightly coloured cakes in America. So does Himaruya, who finds the colouring to be weird [x].

Ex: Through the strips, Himaruya advises Japanese tourists that American police officers aren’t the best at giving street directions, unlike in Japan where that’s their main purpose [x].

Where their relationship begins:

When Japan opens his country to the West during the Meiji Era, Netherlands warns him that because America is young, he may force himself in.

Despite this, America and Japan hit it off very well. Of course, this is still exhausting for Japan, who’s both physiologically and chronologically older.

One moment that really sets the pace for their relationship is when America introduces table-turning to Japan. He wants to surprise Japan into believing that it can answer any question.

What America didn’t expect was for Japan to reveal his anxiety over whether he’ll be able to get along with other countries in the future.

The sweetest moment is when America doesn’t hesitate to reassure Japan of this by moving the table so as to say yes.

Since this post covers their friendship, WW2 will be purposefully glossed over.

Post-WW2:

This one panel here has puzzled many people. When America proposes a ridiculous world defense plan, Japan agrees without any debate. Switzerland then reprimands Japan for not voicing his own opinion.

If we’re to take this meeting as occurring right after WW2, this fits with the Japanese-American relations of the time, where the Japanese government and society were completely restructured. If this were to be depicted in the manga, Japan would have become a lackey to America during the American Occupation of Japan.

Cultural Differences:

Culture shock or accidental misappropriations between them make up the flesh and bones of their relationship.

Ex: Japan’s version of horror is far different than America’s [x] [x].

Ex: Japan is astounded by how large the food portions are in America. Meanwhile, America is just as astounded by how small the food proportions are in Japan.

Ex: Again, Japan likes to take photos of the fluorescent cakes in America [x].

Ex: America likes to dance. Japan doesn’t.

Ex: America visits Japan on New Year’s day. He takes it upon himself to study Japanese New Year’s customs, but accidentally ends up using a wrong reading for “home etiquette.” It comes off as “sword killing” instead [x].

Visiting:

The two visit and spend time with each other pretty often in the manga.

Ex: Japan moves in with America for some time. America kindly greets him with a large meal.

Ex: Japan invites America to come see the sakura bloom in the spring.

What I also find funny is that there are times where America becomes too much for Japan to handle.

Ex: Japan runs away when America asks him to sleepover after watching horror movies. It’s not romantic in context. America’s just a big fraidy-cat that needs someone there with him [x].

Ex: America invites Japan to his Christmas party, only to leave the tab of said party on Japan. This prompts a good bout of lecturing [x].

Even more interesting is that we get a small snippet that expresses America’s fears and secret recognition that he’s not well-received by other nations. Japan is the only one he believes won’t abandon him [x].

Ex: America unceremoniously breaks Japan’s window. This prompts another lecture [x].

He goes there to ask for Japan’s help in successfully scaring England on Halloween. (America and England host an annual competition where the two attempt to out-scare each other).

All in all, the relationship that Japan and America share is definitely a sweet spot in the manga. The two are very close friends, and if creative inspiration just so happens to dictate it, then yes, they would also make for a good, well-rounded ship.

#hetalia #friendship series #aph America #aph Japan #example and reference post

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popcultureincolor-blog · 7 years ago

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The # Concept

The latest positivity movement – one that surrounds excellence in action and beauty – has been defined through the use of hashtags. Tagging photos with a cute phrase unites social media in praise of women of color.

Michelle Hite, blogger, says hashtags such as #blackgirlmagic and #melaninpoppin have become a way for black women to say, "I see you [black woman] and I see you excelling and being successful in a context that is hostile to your very presence there, which makes it all the more glorious."

"It's black women who have acknowledged that 'I've done enough.' Black women, who have always been the ones who have given me permission to love myself and like myself."

Hite recalled that during a group discussion, a student told her about attending a sleepover with white friends. The student came out of the bathroom wearing a headscarf, which was used to protect her hair at night. She said the girls at the sleepover told the student she looked like Aunt Jemima. However, later on in her life on an overnight college visit, the student wore the same headscarf and a black student told her she looked like an African princess, which shows the growth of society to appreciate differences rather than deprecate them.

Tianna Sankey, 15, created blkgirls INSTAGRAM dedicated to showing beauty and excellence among black women across the world. She curates this content by using #blackgirlmagic, #melaninonfleek and #blackgirlsmatter. The page age has over 60,000 followers and is growing, so too are other similar accounts. She explained what the hashtags mean to her and why they're necessary: "My entire motive was simply to highlight the beauty of the black woman and promote self-love.” The hashtag represents positivity and inspiration

However, the hashtags can be problematic by endorses ableism of only strong, beautiful, capable women as critics have suggested.

- Linda Chavers of Elle Magazine

The hashtag acknowledges pride and beauty but also seems to only glorify conventional black physical beauty. What about girls with disabilities, what about girls that are intelligent? Photographs are very visual, and the hashtags are linked to them, which creates a divide in what is truly “magical” – the physical beauty of black identity, or can something like a hashtag, something so trivial yet a fundamental facet of social media pop culture, mean more than that?

Taraji P. Henson took home a Golden Globe and twitter became a storm of #blackgirlmagic addressing her performance, speech, and dress

Maria Borges was the first Victoria’s Secret model to wear her hair naturally down the runway.

Both of these examples of powerful women in the spotlight embracing who they are set a precedent for those to come, especially young girls who are mass media consumers. The hashtags are the new tech that helps distribute through multimedia platforms that not only promote beauty and self-love, but also strong women working hard, which is truly magical.

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keepyourpantsongohan · 8 years ago

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Ayesha Liveblogs Magi: Kingdom of Magic

It’s been like a minute and already this show has escalated so much more than it’s predecessor good lord

What kind of an ominous note to start this peppy intro song on

“Tonight we shall celebrate that triumph” Sinbad loves any excuse for a feast

Lmao @ Jafar just lurking around waiting to let Ka Kaboun have it

“Jafar, have I become devious?” said Sinbad, after doing a series of devious things all in succession

Oh my god Alibaba gave Kogyoku a flower crown that’s adorable

“I never thought anyone would make a move on a woman before me. Aladdin, you are a true Magi” SINBAD PLS

Take a shot every time someone pauses to relive tragic memories

I don’t want to accuse Sinbad of doing this on purpose but I kinda think he exposed Dunya to the dark magic on purpose

OH MY GOD THEY’RE HAVING A SLEEPOVER I LOVE IT

I deeply appreciate Alibaba’s sleepwear and that he removes his earrings

“My, what a charming sight you are” Kogyoku’s a little crazy but I dig it

Poor Jafar he is very concerned about Sinbad and I share the concern tbh

Oh no is Dunya dying iS THAT WHAT DAY OF DEPARTURE MEANS

“I wanted you to know all about it, about my true feelings” is this tragic backstory exchange also a romantic confession?

“I really envy you,” said Morgiana, immediately after Hakuryu told her that his entire family had been murdered

I don’t care who gets together with whom but I want one of these youths to take advantage of these romantic sunsets and flowers and fall in love like give me something to hope for in this society of imminent sadness

Oh shit they’re both royals of low birth I love it!!! Bond my peeps

“You must become my friend forever” I LOVE KOGYOKU AND ALIBABA

Yamuraiha is Aladdin’s mom now sorry I don’t make the rules

OH MY GOD HAKURYU’S GOT PINK RUKH CAUSE HE’S IN LOVE!!!

Lmao @ Aladdin outing Hakuryu’s crush to everyone around them

“I pray that you’ll have a good and safe journey” “Who are you?” Poor Spartos getting called out for his lack of screen time

IS ALIBABA GOING TO STOW AWAY I BET HE’S A STOWAWAY

Update from 10 seconds later: I KNEW IT

Poor Alibaba he was so set for his dramatic reveal but he fucked up

“But now that I’ve known him for a long time, there are a few odd things that I’ve noticed about him” Lmao they know he’s listening

Alibaba do you really think they can’t hear you shouting in the room beside them

I think Hakuyru and Alibaba are going to become romantic/battle rivals

“Next time I’ll do my part!” “Can you handle it?” boys pls

Who is this twelve year old magical pirate with a cyclops baby

Pretty unfair to refer to the people who own the ship as “intruders”

Guess these punk ass kids chose the wrong ship to attack

“I’m a mother to all of the miserable children in this world” I bet she’s eating them or smth

As soon as they mentioned the cliffs I knew Morgiana would be tossing her boys into the air khgdjhjkdhgk

I fucking love when Morgiana goes wild and destroys everything

Hard for Hakuryu to relate to all these parental memories when he grew up without any

Ohm Madura’s magical power: inducing mommy issues

“That means that though physically they’re children, mentally they’re actually mature” poverty, slavery and abandonment will do that

Omg does this mean that Hakuryu is actually the least mature of all of these children poor guy

Update from next episode: “That one seems to be the only one among them that’s still a child” oh Hakuryu

Well I guess that answers the question of whether Hakuryu can djinn equip

Judging purely on the theme song Hakuryu is not going to become a main character and that makes me sad because I’ve grown attached to him

MY GOD HAKURYU CHILL THE FUCK OUT YOU JUST MURDERED A WOMAN IN FRONT OF A BUNCH OF CHILDREN

“My mission is to kill my own mother” what a trope reversal instead of a Dead Mom he’s got a Murder Mom

“There’s no reason to grieve... after all none of you were ever loved in the first place” damn Hakuryu quit taking your issues out on the children

I did not think this romantic confession was coming on so quickly oh my

“That’s why I want to marry you” you’re like seventeen get it together

Lmao @ Morgiana and Hakuryu kissing with their eyes wide open

Take a shot every time Alibaba cries for his enemies I love him so much it’s like his philosophy is ‘if the mood is vengeful burst into tears’

“You’re different than King Sinbad... in what way I’m not sure” why do they keep alluding to Evil!Sinbad I’m not about this

“Isn’t there any way to put your vengeance behind you and finally be free?” Damn so he’s not just Arabian Zuko he’s also Arabian Sasuke

I want for Hakuryu to be happy but I can only imagine Morgiana is going to end up with Alibaba which isn’t bad it’s just sad for him

“Stamina is your only redeeming quality” how rude, Alibaba

Sfhkdjhgfkjghfdkhg these flashes showing that Hakuryu is loyal af and Alibaba is a hoe are hilarious

Alibaba has no idea how to coordinate jewelry lmao

Why is everyone from the Kou empire so goddamn crazy good lord

Take a shot every time someone under the age of 15 witnesses a murder

“I want you to mess me up too” Kinkshame Kouha’s consorts

Me @ Aladdin collapsing after a single pull-up: .... same

Sphinctus: Pay! Attention! To! Me!

ALADDIN FELL ASLEEP DURING SOMEONE’S TRAGIC BACKSTORY... TWICE

“Thank you... Instructor’s Boobs” what on earth is this show honestly

“When you guys first got here, you were just a bunch of ignorant losers. But not anymore... Today, you guys are self-aware losers” ..... same

Alibaba just fucking ends up passed out in the streets when left to his own devices my darling disaster

This fight is lit I love my boy battling in the middle of a casino lmao

Is this meant to imply that Cassim bestowed his magoi onto Alibaba as he died like what kind of loyalty does this boy inspire 10/10 world’s Best Boy

Why are all these people so messed up there’s a death chant like every few episodes

“Are you alright?” he said, after watching Alibaba almost die several times and not doing a damn thing

I can’t wait for Alibaba to take back Balbaad

Morgianna should really have more questions about the mysterious all-knowing stranger in the cave willing to take her on a one-way trip across the void

So I take it that these past six months have not gone well for Hakuryu

“there can only be one ruler, not just for this country, but for the world” like a minute of screen time and Kouen’s already talking world domination

“From father to son just like that” this family circle is way too close these kids are siblings and also cousins now the mom seems to be hitting on her son it’s all very yikes

Is Hakuyru seriously supporting his mom’s bid for the throne just so he can depose her what a mess

I’m loving all of Hakuryu’s dramatic actions being accompanied by lightning

This dude looks almost exactly like Sheherazade how many magi are at this school exactly

“[...] Will be granted the honour of second-class citizenship” oh Aladdin

“You and I are cut from the same cloth that’s a very special thing” okay Anime Malfoy I wonder how this exchange with the equality-minded protagonist is going to go

“I thought for sure you were a girl under there” I’ll admit it, that’s not how I thought this exchange was going to go

Whoops I guess when you’re dependent on a thin piece of cloth to hide your biggest secret things might not go in your favour during battles

“One of the four magis who is not supposed to exist” wait what homie

“The magi and I have reached an accord” Titus has known Aladdin’s secret for one (1) night and already he’s dropping it in casual conversation

“Back home the engine that drives industry is the accepted use of forced labour” these call-outs are near constant

Titus highkey adores cats and babies and I appreciate it

Omg Titus just called his employer just to tell her about his amazing day meowing at cats I love him

Damn I should’ve known something like this would be going on I was sort of just expecting run of the mill corruption and abuse not using-people’s-lifeforce-to-power-their-lifestyles

“Oh yes, yes it would” Titus has known this girl for five minutes and he’s already ready to adopt her

Titus decided to liberate 200,000 people from enslavement even though his mission is to study them bless him

“You came here to study, not be a freedom fighter” but he wants 2 do both

Aladdin’s ready to fight at the slightest provocation and like same

Your narrative of overthrowing oppression is really undermined by referring to the masses in the same way you claim that other nobility referred to you

“The breed possessing sharper intelligence and higher reasoning should control those who don’t” so it’s not only a fascist state it’s also proposing eugenics we’ve reached full on wizard nazis

“I’m so happy for you Titus” why does Mogamett ruin every happy moment by being gross

How is Titus planning on continuing his studies while he raises a six-year-old full-time are there nannies in this school

“We will be together forever, I give you my promise” well now I’m worried that Marga’s gonna die

I’m guessing Titus is some kind of copy of Sheherazade not meant to be permanent so that’s why he’s not meant to last

“I don’t want my life to end yet” I’m guessing Titus is about to make a mistake

“No matter who he is, no human must ever be granted the powers of a king” now would be a good time to cut to Alibaba

[Donald T/rump voice] Make the Empire Magic Again

Call me crazy but I’m guessing the handsome one is the person they’re going to focus on as a potential king

Things have escalated really quickly like four episodes ago they were having fun times in the market and now they’re at war

I’m guessing the ominous prologue is about to come to fruition

“Ours is not a society built on oppression,” he said, while literally standing on ground built above the bodies of indentured labourers

Sheherazade is defeating her enemies through science what a plot twist

Are these two just having an ongoing magical phone call while their armies attack each other

Don’t get me wrong I want to know where this plot goes but I also want to see Alibaba’s training montage and see what Morgiana decided

“You’re an abomination that should never have been born in the first place” Mu is defeating Titus by blows to the self-esteem

Aladdin’s trying to stop a war single-handedly bless his heart

“I never thought about just asking them nicely” Aladdin <333333333

Why is Mu’s djinn equip the only one which changes the user’s ethnicity

“He’s my friend, my best friend” ALIBABA MY LOVE IS HERE AND MY BABIES ARE ACKNOWLEDGING THEIR BOND

What a weird tone for these armistice talks. On a boat during a beautiful sunset with a bunch of teenage boys

Is Sheherazade the only Magi that can reproduce because she’s a lady

I LOVE THIS TROPE OF GIVING A HEAD BOP EVERY TIME SOMEONE TRIES TO STUBBORNLY TAKE ON ALL THEIR OWN BURDENS

“I acted as if you were a just a toy for me to play with, but I knew no other way to express my love for you” that’s no excuse for bad parenting Sheherazade

Mogamett needs to chill the fuck out good lord

“My fall into depravity is guaranteed” I mean same but calm down

Alibaba during literally every battle: How can I make this about Cassim

“I’ve had my fill of heartbreakers” Slutshame metal vessel users

Look at my fancy boy with his pants on fire good for Alibaba

I think this is the first time Alibaba has referred to himself as a Prince of Balbaad since its fall

“She is much more of an adult than I will ever be” TITUS DON’T DO IT

“Mr. Director, sir, you shall always have my respect,” said Titus, while speaking to a man who is operating a weapon of mass destruction against hundreds of thousands of people using human lives

OH NO TITUS WHY HE DOESN’T DESERVE THAT I DIDN’T EVEN REALIZE WHERE HE WAS UNTIL I SAW HIS EARRING

EVERYTHING HAPPENS SO MUCH HOW ARE THEY GOING TO RESOLVE ALL OF THIS IN ONE EPISODE

“Just like Sinbad... I have a feeling he’s someone else that I shouldn’t be secrets to” has Sinbad really done anything yet other than give people the heebie jeebies

“YOU GIVE ME BACK MY SON” ME TOO SHEHERAZADE

I fucking love this “Alibaba dear” my royal buddies Kogyoku and Alibaba

Sidenote: In Japanese she calls him “Alibaba-chan” which is for friends/babies/lovers and Alibaba is all three tbh

I deeply relate to Kouen’s lack of impulse control/regard for his own life

“Die you wastes of space”... maybe not

“What he’s saying now is, ‘The way things are now, I’m unable to have my way with those wards. And so, as you also own a fire djinn, Lord Alibaba, I’d like you to please lend me a hand.’ Those are the exact words Lord Kouen just spoke to him.” HAKUEI PLEASE HE’S STOMPING ALIBABA INTO A VOLCANO

I already love Kouen and Alibaba’s relationship like combo attacks are my shit

Kouen’s concerned about his djinn equip even though he’s clearly lost a few layers of flesh where are your priorities my dude

I love these crazy ass siblings dedicated to saving the world together

“Why isn’t Hakuryu here?” he’s probably doing something devious

“I too was there, and served [King Solomon] as well”.... WHAT

If she’s a being of only thought how did she have like ten kids

Sinbad coming in with the cavalry ayyyyyyyyyyyy how’s it going my mysterious friend

Morgiana comes to the rescue my gal and

“However, if you’re an uninvited guest forcing yourself upon our world, we’ll eliminate you” Sinbad always says such honourable things it’s very confusing with all the devious coding he’s been getting

Sheherzade coming to perform some deus ex magica

There’s Hakuyru come to fuck up his life he’s got like half an an episode to make a mess let’s see how much he can accomplish in that time

“This man, he kidnapped me from the royal palace and raised me as his own [...] but I was never anything but happy” even the nice things that Mogamett does are sort of evil lmao

Why doesn’t poor Titus even get a line in all this peace-making

Knowing from my friend that Hakuryu is going to do something after all this plot resolution is making me real tense

“Now that their common enemy is gone” IS HAKURYU GOING TO BECOME THEIR COMMON ENEMY

“The alliance will spare no effort towards the rebuilding Magnoshuttat” Sinbad’s deviousness is finally coming to fruition

OH MY GOD TITUS IS BACK AND HE’S A MAGI I LOVE IT

“I have chosen to forever turn my back on you” why are you like this Hakuryu

Alibaba’s ‘my friends are idiots’ senses are tingling but I guess it’s not time for him to go full Naruto to Hakuryu’s full Sasuke yet

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