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Quick snippet from a WIP.
John Constantine gets sent by the League to check out some weird reports about skeletons and ghosts in the woods. A wild Nico Di Angelo appears and is a snarky brat who radiates so much death the entire area reeks of it.
AKA I read a DPxDC crossover and though ‘hey. Nico Di Angelo and Constantine would be a fun combination. I want to read about them.’ Then realized no one had written that yet. So. New WIP. Tada.
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Nico hesitantly slipped out of bed. Thankfully, he was still in his old clothes— which meant no one had changed him or anything. Thank gods. He checked to make sure his skull ring and Bianca’s figurine were still on his person.
Nico saw his shoes by the door and he slipped them on. The demigod quietly slipped out of the room to see a hallway with a staircase. He quietly walked down and walked through the various rooms. Nico finally found the front door and started to run towards it… only for a hand to grab his shoulder.
“Really didn’t waste any time there, huh?” John asked.
“Worth a shot.” Nico grumbled, “So is this a confirmation that I’m a prisoner?”
“Not quite.” John smirked, “I swore I wouldn’t tell CPS. Not that I was going to leave you in the woods — that was never an option.”
“So what? You’re going to have someone adopt me or whatever?” Nico crossed his arms as John guided him into the kitchen with a hand still on Nico’s shoulder.
“That was the plan at first.” John admitted as he pulled out a chair at the kitchen table and gestured for Nico to sit.
“And now?” Nico warily took the seat and watched John carefully as the man poured batter into a waffle iron.
John stopped pouring the batter and turned the waffle iron on. He turned to face Nico, “You’re obviously supernatural, but you’re still a kid. Kinda makes it hard for most people to keep you in one place. Plus, without a name or any information on what you are… I can’t do much in through the legal channels.”
“Uh huh. Nice try with the name thing. Not telling you.” Nico leaned back, “You don’t have a plan, then? So you’re keeping me here until you can find one?”
“I didn’t say that.” John rolled his eyes.
“So you got someone you’re going to pawn me off on, then?”
John smirked, “Nah. You’re twelve. six more years before you can go off on your own. Not all that long for you to stick around.”
“What are you…” Nico’s eyes widened, “Seriously?”
“Yep. You’ve been adopted. Congrats. Welcome home.”
“Do you even know anything about kids?” Nico asked skeptically.
“I know kids shouldn’t be living by themselves in the middle of the woods.”
“So you don’t.” Nico facepalmed, “This is going to be a disaster.”
“Probably.” John agreed, “But no one else has the means to keep you in one place.”
“We’ll have to see about that.” Nico said under his breath.
“Is that a challenge?” John teased— apparently having heard.
Yeah, Nico hated this guy.
(But he did make good waffles.)
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Nico waited for John to wash the dishes before he jumped into the nearest shadow. He got ready to shadow travel… only for the couch whose shadow he’d been inside to move. Light spread onto the shadow Nico was still in and the lack of shadow left Nico sitting on the floor. The demigod looked up — disoriented from the sudden light — to see John smirking at him.
“Seriously?” Nico complained.
“Is that how you hid from me in the woods?” John asked, “You just… turned into a shadow?”
Nico flopped himself on the floor, “Pretty much. Should have risked shadow traveling while I had the chance.”
“Huh.” John blinked, “Haven’t heard of that one. What is that?”
Normally, Nico wouldn’t answer that. Shadow travel was his typical means of escape, but it clearly wasn’t going to be much help this time. If Nico was going to escape, he needed something unexpected. Besides, John seemed intent on keeping Nico safe and alive for some annoying reason. His abilities had their drawbacks and while Nico definitely didn’t like it, this guy could wind up being the only one there to help him if the demigod overworked himself.
“Exactly what it sounds like.” Nico sat up, “Hop in one shadow, travel to another. Can be anywhere in the world as long as I know it.”
“Not that I’m glad you didn’t just up and leave, but why exactly did you stick around in the woods?” John asked, confused.
“It takes energy.” Nico huffed, “And I’d recently had to use a lot of skeletons to fight like ten hellhounds and five empousa. I was hoping I could just leave and take a nap.”
“Well, you did get to do that.” John joked.
“Yeah, by getting kidnapped.”
“Come on.” John chuckled as he grabbed Nico’s arms and hoisted him to his feet, “Tour time… oh!“ The magician turned to the ceiling and gestured to the house, “Keep him from leaving or getting into too much trouble, will ya?”
In response, there was a thud. John turned around to see Nico pouting on the floor again and a chair several feet away. The house’s floorboards shifted around and slid the couch back into place as Nico stood up. The infamous Hellblazer laughed.
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I don’t know if I’ll ever expand on this but I thought it was a good scene so uh. Here. Eat this my fellow Shadow Milk likers
“Healing magic is a funny thing. You see, it’s less healing and more akin to small scale time manipulation. You aren’t fixing the wound, but reverting the afflicted area back to its previous, unharmed state.” He leaned causally over the teacher’s desk in front of him, nearly lying down on top of it.
“However,” Shadow Milk straightened abruptly, almost unnaturally. “Healing magic cannot fix everything. Say if you were to… lose an arm. That’d be completely unfixable.”
Sharp eyes burned into Black Rasin cookie as he spoke, laughing under his breath as he saw her curl in slightly, faintly reaching for the missing limb in question. A few students seemed to understand the mockery he was making of her, but none said a word.
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ok so the "misunderstanding" plot line is currently dropped (I'm rewriting my outline rn) and in doing so, I removed a big aspect of the chapter in favor of just... avoiding that plot.
one result of this is the "pocket fire!" joke is now removed ),: as well as this form:
The draft I had earlier this week had Asriel going full Spy Mode (this chapter is intended to be a thriller) and flipping between identities and forms like crazy.
to be clear, there still WILL be an element of the shape-shifting coming into play in the story but it's not treated like the spy-thriller trope. It ends up being something completely different in the plot. Which, when typing it out, feels like the shape-shifting is over used, and its for the best to keep it simple.
Asriel would go so far as to steal Undyne's identity.
I REALLY LIKED THIS. I really pushed Asriel's shape-shifting to its limits and it was going to utterly shatter Undyne's trust in the royal family and believe that ANYONE could be a shapeshifter.
But uh, realizing now, maybe that's NOT what I want! It'd be interesting, sure! But it'd be really tough to convince Undyne to trust again. And like, the whole Asgore-giving-the-throne-to-a-literal-teenager is already pushing a lot of Undyne's feelings.
So yeah the plot line would be a bit convoluted and would have an end result that adds a layer of conflict that I don't really want anyway. So as much as it pains me, that whoooole plotline is dropped.
Sad cause we were going to have a cool Toriel and Undyne fight! But... again, the stakes are artificially built. While the family IS doing shady af things, they're not being looked into. They're being looked into something they're not even a part of and are blamed for. Which sucks ass.
I STILL want a confrontation between Undyne and the Dreemurr family, but it makes sense to come from a natural result of the family's true bullshit behavior rather than this forced into a problem caused by the fallen kid's behavior.
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I’m once again irrationally mad about how people complain about the magic metaphors in buffy work (the whole dark magic=addiction, wicca = gay shit thing).
Like I cannot express how frustrating it is to see people bitching about how things like Dark Willow “don’t make sense” because “magic/Wicca was a originally metaphor for queerness“ or whatever as tho the first two major episodes in the series where magic was used (1x3 “Witch” and 2x8 “Dark Ages” ) weren’t all about the dark/inappropriate/destructive/abusive use of magic.
People loooooooveeeeee Giles’ past as Ripper and delight over things like “Band Candy” where we see him go Full Ripper but cannot for the life of them seem to remember that we first even LEARNED ABOUT THAT PART OF HIM IN DARK AGES WHERE HE TALKED ABOUT BASICALLY MAGICALLY PARTYING SO HARD HIS FRIEND DIED. THIS IS OUR FIRST MAJOR CHARACTER EPISODE THAT’S GOT MAGIC AS A MAIN FOCAL ELEMENT! THIS IS THE ORIGINAL METAPHOR!
The queerness is still kinda baked in there because of the Ethan Of It All but it’s first and foremost a metaphor about like, all the shit that classically leads to substance abuse and the worst outcomes that can come from it. Willow and Tara are an example of the “good” side of magic ( I’ll say Jenny is also in this section but they do so fucking little w/ her technopagan-ness so). They’re also pretty explicitly said to be “Wiccans” which I also have some issues with because of how Wicca is portrayed/talked about in the show (the Silver RavenWolf energy of it all is so galling). But like, that’s literally a whole fucking different subsection/practice of witchcraft/magic. This is like getting mad at water polo for muddling the metaphor of jet skiing. Like yes, they both are water sports but I think you’ll that they’re not the same fucking one and work completely differently.
Magic is not just 1 set of spells and rituals, it’s a multifaceted, multilayered, multi-pathed thing. With Giles we see how it can go Very Wrong and with Willow and Tara in S4-5 we see how it can go Very Right (and how it can be used to help get the Gay in the show around the Fox Censors). Willow increasingly having issues with magic/substance abuse is NOT a mixed metaphor/bad writing/ruining the gay metaphor and implying gays are bad. It’s USING THE OTHER ALREADY ESTABLISHED MAGIC METAPHOR AS PART OF HER CHARACTER ARC. WILLOW CAN BE QUEER AND ALSO HAVE A SUBSTANCE ABUSE ISSUE! GILES ARGUABLY DID IT FIRST ANYWAY (again, the Ethan Of It All)!
Willow has ALWAYS been insecure, a lil bit of a control freak, someone who wants to be HER REAL SELF and also someone TOTALLY DIFFERENT. Like she wants to be Willow but only if it’s a Willow who’s better/cooler/stronger/prettier etc. Someone who’s not the “pathetic loser” she still sees herself as even in season 6 and hasn’t totally shaken in season 7. These desires both to feel more In Control/Better and Not Yourself are classic reasons people will turn to substance abuse. For Willow is it MUCH easier to do a wizard spell to “fix” a problem than it is to like, fucking confront her issues of self-loathing and self-worth and like.... go to therapy. And that’s what gets her in trouble just like it has for so many others before her. Like in many ways Dark/Addict Willow is like seeing Giles’ Ripper Era live and on screen plus maybe a lil bit on steroids.
Magic can be used as part of more than 1 metaphor and the substance abuse metaphor came first. Stop pretending like it never existed in the show until season 6.
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