#I don’t have the chops for it but someone could say some really interesting things about how the show plays with genre awareness / the tug

[hauntedmoors]

this show rules sorry

[prince-kallisto]

I wonder why each little bird has someone to sing to, sweet things to, a gay little love melody (*´∀`)♪🎶

This drawing is a little celebration for Crowley’s card that will be dropping soon on the 19th! The lyric above is from Sleeping Beauty 🎶 Crowley and Lilia give me the vibes of those older couples who always like to dance or sing along to music, no matter how bad or good they may be at it. The Magical Gramophone is in the background, which can apparently play any song from memory. What song would they listen to? 🤔

(More headcanons and reference image credits below the cut! ^_^)

Ever since the Crowley-Levan theory became more well known, I heard many say that it meant that there would be potential romantic undertones (past or present) between Crowley and Lilia, and…I genuinely thought that was part of the appeal! ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡ Levan theory or not, I really like them. What is their ship name? Crowlilia?? If anyone knows, please let me know!🐦‍⬛🦇 Crowlilia nation where are you…

I don’t really think about headcanon stuff that often, so I thought it would be fun to think of some random headcanons as I went along with the drawing!

It would be fun if Crowley had feathers on his body that are usually covered up by his suit (I absolutely adore Falin from Dungeon Meshi). I see some incredible JP artists draw Crowley with these puffier sort of pants, which I also love. I think it would be interesting if Crowley had a sort of greyed-pale, slight splotchy purple and yellow skin tone, like a deceased body that has reached the pallor mortis stage? (*ﾟ▽ﾟ*) It causes an uncanny and uncomfortable feeling whenever most students look at him…there’s just something wrong with him and no one wants to ask NAJXJSJD (I’d like to think that it’s blot related, and his long-term exposure to it has Not Been Good for him 💀)

For Lilia, I think he deserves some bat-like ears ^_^ I imagine him to have scars all over due to his past as a General. I ended up drawing his torso and legs less as thin as they are in canon by accident, but I kept it because I think he’d have a better diet now than his General days as well! (*ﾟ▽ﾟ*) I am jealous of Lilia,,,I’d like to dance with Crowley! (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾

I’m really no good at thinking of relationship headcanons haha, so I’d love to hear everyone’s ideas about them! Even though their silliness would technically be combined in a relationship, I feel like Crowley and Lilia could balance each other out? Despite all the antics they would certainly get up to, there’s a mutual acknowledgment of each other’s life experience and age. I can imagine them idly talking about parts of their own pasts over tea or a stroll in nice weather…maybe not huge chunks of backstory, but just little moments from their long lifespan that has stuck with them since. Crowley could potentially become more responsible because he’d be fretting over Lilia’s gaming time ANJDJXBD. Crowley would absolutely eat Lilia’s cooking and to him it would taste good…crows/ravens can eat pretty much anything like meat, berries, garbage and carrion so I don’t think Crowley would be upset about the chopped liver randomly inserted into his meal 😭 Even if they don’t really look it, to me they really give off the vibes of the typical image of an older couple! 🤣🐦‍⬛🦇

Reference Image

Models: Suzy Parker and Robin Tattersall

Photographer: Richard Avedon

[blocksgame]

QSMP drabble, Phil & Etoiles & the code shield

/rp

“Phiiiil. You are ignoring me. Stop making blocks. Hit me with sticks instead.”

“Hey!” Phil barks. “Stop interrupting me. You don’t look away while you’re using a stonecutter. They’ll chop your fingers clean off.”

Etoiles stops his parkouring, intrigued. “Really?”

“Yes. The life of a builder is very exciting.”

Etoiles laughs. “I thought what the shield does is bad enough.”

He realizes his mistake a minute too slowly, as Phil’s expression changes. He considers lying some more, doubling down, but then he remembers that Phil is smart, maybe he’ll know something.

 Hell, Phil could even end up bearing the shield himself at some point - if Etoiles dies, it’s who he’d think to bequeath it to. Phil should know the details.

“...Etoiles, what does the shield do?” Phil asks, after a moment, like he's caught him out, which to be fair, he has. His eyes are still locked on his handiwork. (God, Etoiles loves this guy.)

“It's not that bad. It makes my arm go numb. And code comes out.”

“...It makes your arm go numb and corrupt and you didn’t think you should stop using it.”

“No, no no no, listen, let me show you.” Phil stops working and stands up. Etoiles conjures the shield onto his arm. The static sets in instantly, like he's elbow-deep in another dimension, but it's not even strange anymore. “Hit me.”

Phil rolls his eyes. But he pulls out his best axe and takes a colossal swing at Etoiles, fuck yeah, that’s what Etoiles likes about him, that when Etoiles says to hit him, he’s not fucking around with a stick or an iron sword or whatever, he knows he can take it. That makes his point better too. Etoiles catches it on the shield, easily. 

“Okay, look,” he says. “I haven’t moved.”

“Right, no Knockback - ”

“No, see, I haven’t moved at all. Look, I’m not even braced. I’m like - I’m like if a guy was just standing here!”

Phil snorts.

Etoiles goes on: “Normally if you swing a sword, I should stagger. Even if I’m braced, I’m still putting the force into the ground, so I should move a little. But when you hit this shield, I think it takes all that energy inbound and just deletes it. It’s gone. I think that’s the magic of the shield, that nothing can happen around it.”

Phil is looking at the edge of his sword. It’s an interesting question, actually, whether he’s lost durability or not, Etoiles hasn’t thought to grab someone and check  -

“Okay, so how does that lead to your arm going numb? ...Oh, like you’re saying if it’s, fucking - ” Phil starts putting the pieces together.

“Yeah, it’s deleting the sensation.” Etoiles puts the shield away. “Yeah, look.” Sure enough, neon strings of raw data creep up and down his arm.

“WHOA!” Phil yells. Then he leans in, horrified and curious. “Jesus christ.” After watching the data pulse, he puts his fingers to the bridge of his nose and looks very dire indeed. “...And how sure are you that it isn’t deleting your data?”

“It goes away after a few minutes. And my arm is fine and nothing is missing.”

Phil relaxes a little. “Then where’s that data from?”

“I have two ideas. One is that it’s data from the hits, that the information the shield deletes comes back out like this. Or two, it’s data from inside the shield. The shield is broken and was put back together, you can see, so either way, I think maybe it wasn’t supposed to do this. It’s probably supposed to just cancel out from one side. But really, it’s no problem. I go back to normal afterwards. It’s like, uh, you know when you fall asleep on your arm?”

“...Yeah, yeah, okay.”

“It comes back.”

“Yeah. Sure. Okay. Does it do the, uh, the fucking, pins and needles thing too?”

“Yeah. Exactly. It’s exactly like that.”

Phil takes Etoiles’ hand to examine it. Etoiles can't look away. It’s still all static and Etoiles is almost glad except for how he wonders what it would feel like to die and he thinks that the more he felt this, Phil holding his hand tenderly and curiously, the closer he'd feel to death. He watches Phil bend his fingers, look between them to see where the code is. Numb, it's dreamlike and disconcerting.

“It was like this from the first time you used it?”

“No, it’s, uh, I didn’t notice at first.”

“So, it’s gotten worse over time.”

Son of a bitch. “Well Phil, when you say it like that, it makes me look bad.” Etoiles laughs.

“It’s not you.” Phil squeezes his fingers and Etoiles could swear he does feel that, the pressure, nerves deep down or something. It’s electric. “Look, I,  uh - I get why you’re not stopping. The code wants to kill kids. And because of the shield and this busted-ass sword it got its hands on, now it’s just you. If I had that thing, no way in hell I’d be letting go of it. I mean, fuck.”

“Ohhh,” Etoiles sighs, “Thank god. I think if Baghera or Antoine see this, they’ll be like: you idiot, stop using it, it’s your own fault if you die.”

Phil smiles, thin, wry. “What do you tell them?”

“I don’t. I wait for it to go away before they see.”

“Shit, man.”

“Yeaaaaah.”

“...Well, that’s enough fuckin’ feelings. You want a stick fight? Maybe I'll get a win while you're distracted.”

“Yeaaaaah!”

[herofics]

Dabi Dragon AU, part 3

A/N: I got a request on wattpad for more of the dragon AU I started about a half a year ago. You guys can find the first part here and the second part here. A bit more angsty stuff this time around

Dabi wasn’t really sure why he was staying. He’d never really taken an interest in anyone other than himself, so why you? What was so special about some little human? He was well aware of the fact that he had proclaimed you as his, which you didn’t really seem to take seriously.

He wanted to do something that would show you he wasn’t kidding when he told you that you were his. Maybe a gift would do the trick? It would take him a while to get back to his lair in the mountains, but he could make it back before sundown if he made haste.

“I’ll be back before sundown” Dabi suddenly announced as he walked out the door.

“Where are you-” your question was cut off by the sound of huge wings flapping. “Going?” you finished as you watched him disappear into the sky.

You just sighed. Hopefully he wasn’t going to steal from the king again.

A few hours later, just before sundown, there was a knock on the door of your cabin. You went to open it, not really being sure who it could be, since if it had been Dabi, he would’ve just kicked the door open.

As you opened your door, you saw there was a band of men standing in front of you.

“Can I help you gentlemen?” you inquired, having a bad feeling about the whole thing.

They were looking at you with such cold eyes. So much hatred from someone you didn’t even know was unnerving to say the least.

“You’re the one that has been harboring that dragon, are you not?” the leading man asked.

You swallowed nervously, as you started to close the door. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, I live alone”

“We know you’re hiding that wretched creature, you evil witch!” one of the men yelled.

The leader of the band forced the door open and the men pushed their way into your cabin.

“There’s no one else here, see!” you exclaimed as the men looked around the room.

“There are dragon scales on the bed” one of the men gasped.

“You’ve spread your legs for that monster, you whore! If we can’t have the dragon’s head, we’ll just take yours instead"

The rest of the men agreed, and you were dragged outside, kicking and screaming.

You were terrified, more scared than you’d ever been in your life. You were trying to get free from their grasp, but the two men that were dragging you just hit you to get you to stop. They tied your hands behind your back and pushed your head down on the block you chopped your wood on.

“Please don’t! I haven’t done anything! I haven’t done anything wrong!” you pleaded, crying as they held your head down and one of the men took out an axe.

“Nonononononono, please don’t!” you begged as he raised the axe.

You were going to die, you were sure of that. There was no one coming to save you, and in the end, like most of your life, you were alone. You didn’t want to die, you had so many things to do, so many places to see.

You weren’t even sure what made you do it, but as a last act of desperation, you screamed: “Dabi! Help me!”

There was a huge gust of air, and the men around you backed away. The one holding the axe dropped it in his panic and when it fell, it cut your cheek.

“The dragon! It’s here!” one of the men yelled.

You raised your head from the block and saw Dabi. He was standing behind you in his dragon form, his tail wrapping around you protectively. You started crying even harder, moving closer to him to feel safer.

Dabi was fuming, literally and figuratively. There was smoke coming out of the corners of his maw, he looked ready to kill.

Dabi roared and spewed fire at the men, who had raised their swords and axes towards him. They deserved to die for doing this to you, and he was going to kill them all, until he saw you looking at him with a terrified expression. He didn’t want to add to your fear, but he also wasn’t going to let these goons get away unscathed.

The men ended up fleeing, wounded, but alive, and when he was sure they were gone, he transformed back into his human-ish form.

He slashed open the ropes with his claws and the moment he did that, your legs gave out.

“You okay?” he asked, immediately realizing what a stupid question that was.

You were just sitting on the ground, crying quietly.

“Alright, c’mere” Dabi said and picked you up from the ground, throwing you over his shoulder. You didn’t even protest, which only added to his worry and anger.

He carried you into the cabin, and set you down on the bed. You were quite clearly in shock, and he needed to do something to bring you out of it.

“(Name), look at me” he commanded sternly but softly.

You raised your head and Dabi saw the cut on your cheek, still slowly dripping with blood. You were teary eyed and looked terrified.

“I’m never gonna let anyone hurt you again” Dabi hissed, still very much pissed off at the men.

“I-I was-I was so scared” you sniffled.

“We need to do somethin about that wound…” Dabi said, turning your head so he could get a better look at the cut.

Dabi wasn’t exactly well versed in wound care. He didn’t really need it nowadays anyway, being a super fast healing dragon and all, and back in the days of his youth someone else always did it for him.

“I need you not to freak out, okay?” Dabi said as he knelt down in front of you and grabbed your chin.

“Why-why would I-” you were interrupted by Dabi licking your cheek along the cut.

You looked at him, quite frankly shocked at what he just did.

Dabi was looking at you, searching your expression for signs of anger or disgust, but none of that seemed to be present.

“What-what’d you do that for?” you stammered, raising your hand to your cheek.

The wound had stopped bleeding and seemed to have mostly closed up.

“Huh?” you muttered.

“I heard dragon spit helps wounds heal, but I wasn’t sure if it was true. Now it looks like it won’t even leave a scar” Dabi smirked with a very self-satisfied expression, brushing his thumb over your cheek.

“Thanks?” you muttered.

There was a moment of silence between you as Dabi paced in front of you, and you could see that he was still filled with rage.

“I’m goin to kill those bastards” Dabi finally hissed.

“Please don’t” you said quietly.

“Why the hell not? They tried to kill you” Dabi snarled.

“They’re just scared, they don’t know you like I do”

“And their ignorance justifies them tryin to kill you?!” Dabi raised his voice.

“No, but-”

“You’re too damn kind to people who don’t deserve it. I’m goin to make sure they never hurt you again” Dabi said, heading for the door.

You sprung up from the bed and wrapped your arms around him from behind, just under his chest, which made him freeze in place.

“I don’t want you to get hurt too” you whispered against his back. “It’s not worth it”

“You’re worth it” Dabi said quietly.

He wasn’t even really aware of what he was doing as the end of his tail wrapped around your calf. You noticed it of course, but you didn’t say anything.

For a while you just stood there, your arms wrapped around him and his tail wrapping itself around your leg. You didn’t want to let him go, because you knew if you did, he would kill those men. He didn’t need anymore blood on his hands, especially not because of you.

Dabi wasn’t sure if he was going to give up on going after those bastards, but for now he would just stay with you. He wouldn’t let you out of his sight again. You were his, and no one was going to hurt you again.

[ballet-symphonie]

Let’s play a game: which dancers are fit for a role in repertoire that their company doesn’t do?

Tiler Peck-Etudes. She would nail the musicality aspect of the lead ballerina. Chun Wai Chan should partner her, Roman Mejia should be the soloist that does the cabrioles and pirouette combos in the Mazurka section.

(She mentioned that she really wants to do Giselle and Manon, but tbh I don’t think she’s a dancer that can carry a strong story)

Nela-Etoile variation from Paquita, Aspiccia from La Fille du Pharoan.

Olga Smirnova-Titania in Balanchine’s Midsummer (Het Nationaale does do The Dream, so I definitely want to see her as Titania in that though haha)

Osipova-The Sleepwalker in La Somnambula, the lead in La Valse, the lead in white in Balanchine’s Walpurgisnacht (aka Faust), Dew Drop in Balanchine’s Nutcracker.

Vishneva (in her prime)-Jeanne from Flames of Paris, also Aspiccia.

Novikova-Phrygia from Spartacus, Adelaide in Flames of Paris

Tereshkina-Aegina from Spartacus

Oooh some interesting choices here.

I'd kill for a Tiler Peck in Etudes. I also think it would be super fascinating to see the Balanchine style in such a classical ballet. We differ on Giselle, I think she would be wonderfully charming, especially in Act 1. She'd need someone of substance to coach her, I hear Ferri is coming back stateside for the Met season?

Marianela would be a dream in Paquita Etoile, I can just imagine her sailing around endlessly in those attitudes so smoothly. I'm not significantly attached to any version of Pharoh's Daughter. What I am much more interested in is Marianela in a full-length Raymonda. I have been tempted by the far too low-quality video of her doing the Hungarian Wedding Variation and I need the whole thing.

Smirnova will certainly get that role, although I'm more interested in her trying her chops in more modern-era works.

I've read some reviews of City Ballet this season saying that La Somnambula has felt a bit flat this season without a compelling leading lady. If nothing else, Osipova can absolutely bring the drama needed for that role. Dewdrop could also be interesting, but we'd need Bolshoi era Osipova and her speed.

I could take or leave Vishenva in Flames of Paris and we've already talked about Pharoah's Daughter. I'd rather see her in some more MacMillan (Mayerling or Isadora) or Maillot (Perhaps Katherina in Taming of the Shrew or Daphnis and Chloe)

Nothing to say about the Novikova and Tereshkina choices, both would be excellent in those roles. I'd also throw Swanilda to Novikova.

[space-mermaid-writing]

The witchling and the god [Loki x Witch!Reader] Chapter 4

Summary: The Avengers were looking for someone to help Loki fit in with the team. To become socially acceptable, so to speak. He had been given the choice of sitting in a cell in Asgard or serving some sort of community service probation on Midgard. The Avengers and Shield both felt that as long as Loki was on Earth, he should be under supervision. This is now your job. Why? Because you’re a witch. You’re not sure why this qualifies you, but here you are, giving it a shot. What could possibly go wrong?

Tags: Witch!Reader, Magic, Witches, slow burn, everybody lives in the tower, character development, Loki‘s redemption, Stephen Strange is a friend, Loki and Stephen are frenemies, Tony Stark is a good bro, kids love Loki, Tony has stupid nicknames for everybody, eventual smut

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Chapter's Note: Beta by @zaria-04 <3

Chapter 4: The invitation

The kitchen becomes your new favorite area in the tower. You are surprisingly undisturbed; the others don't seem to be here very often. As far as you've noticed, all take out restaurants in the area offer bulk discounts for the Avengers.

It's convenient because it gives you the opportunity to use the kitchen for your witchcraft. Tony can't complain, you gave him a heads up.

There's already a pot bubbling with a dark mass on the stove, and you're busy chopping ingredients. Jarvis plays soft music - you've created your own playlist - and you hum along quietly.

"What kind of magic do you wield?"

The voice startles you and you wheel around. Loki leans against the kitchen island with his arms crossed, watching your word. When he sees your front, however, he raises an eyebrow. You have splashes of red on your apron as well as your fingers, and red liquid drips from the knife in your hand.

"Really? A blood sacrifice? Stark allows you to do that in his kitchen?"

You blink down at your hands. "As long as it's not his blood..." Shrugging, you put a finger in your mouth and lick it. It tastes sweet. You take a step aside, revealing the counter behind you where you were removing pomegranate seeds from the fruit. It’s quite a mess.

"You shouldn't be here," you say, while eyeing Loki warily. As far as you know he’s not allowed on this floor, especially not without Thor.

"I shouldn't do a lot of things, but," his laugh is deep and pretentious, "I rarely listen to rules."

You can't argue with that. You wonder if he has cast a spell of illusion around himself, because Jarvis, who is usually on top of everything, doesn't seem to notice him. You also wonder if Loki regularly uses this trick to leave the suite.

"So, the runes on your skin looked like elemental magic to me. What else do you hide? Mana, warlock, voodoo?" He seems genuinely interested. Understandable from what you've heard. Magic is a big part of his life, and besides Thor, he has no one to talk to about it in the tower.

"I won't tell you," you reply calmly, stepping up to the sink to wash your knife and fingers. The Asgardian is an expert in the field of magic, he'll figure it out on his own. You don't have to make it easier for him. Also you don’t want to reveal your secrets to him.

"You don't trust me." It's a simple statement and you struggle not to laugh sarcastically.

"You choked me," you remind him over your shoulder. "I couldn't breathe."

"But you didn't die."

You turn back to him, glaring angrily at him. "Oh no! That's not where we draw the line. It's not even close! I won't thank you, because you were kind enough not to kill me." With each sentence you step closer to him and wave your finger in front of his nose. "I know you're stronger than me. This is not a pissing contest about whose magic is stronger. I'm not an idiot."

Loki's expression twists meaningfully at your last words and you roll your eyes. "Good to see you have a brain after all." His fingers close around yours and he lowers your hand. You didn't even realize you were still holding the kitchen knife in it.

You step back and set it on the counter. "How about this: you won't hurt or attack me and I won't burn you again. It's about trust, right?" you suggest to him.

Loki eyes you as you turn off the stove and move the pot. The contents need to cool before you can continue working on them. You stick a post-it on it with a big written ‘Do Not Touch’ and a cute little skull just to be sure.

"Fine," Loki finally agrees.

You're glad, because you don't want to have to fight him again. It was true, when you said, that his magic is superior to yours. He's an Asgardian god after all.

"Great." You pack up your personal belongings. "Now, if you excuse me: I have a lunch date. I'll see you again tomorrow."

Loki raises an eyebrow. "What could be more important than me?" he asks you in a tone you can't quite interpret.

You give him a quick look. "I didn't say it was more important. I merely said I had a date." However, you don't deny it either.

Loki tilts his head, then comes to a decision. "I'll come with you," he says and steps beside you.

"You can't." Energetically, you shake your head. "You wouldn't like it if I brought other clients to see you either, would you?"

His lips twist into a smirk. "You are most welcome to bring more toys along, pet."

You should have predicted this answer. But you're already late and don't have much time for further discussion. "See you tomorrow, Loki," you reply briefly and turn to the door.

The prince follows you. "I'm coming with you to this lunch," he continues to insist, which is why you turn to him again now.

"If you want me to take you out to lunch you can just say so," you wink.

This seems to take him back for a second. Then he's back at his smirking. "I want you to take me out to lunch outside of the tower."

Ah, crap. You didn't think he'd really go for that.

"I'll see what I can do," you reply.

He stays where he is as you leave the kitchen. At least, he doesn't keep insisting on coming along. You're pretty sure he wouldn't like your lunch buddy.

Thor is waiting for you in the lobby on the first floor. You asked him for this meeting because you want to talk to him about his brother. Another reason you couldn't take Loki with you. It would have defeated the whole purpose of this.

Thor is wearing earth clothes, as he usually does when you see him. Today he chose a simple T-shirt, torn jeans and an open shirt jacket. With this outfit, he could give some hipsters a run for their money.

Together you leave the tower and head to a nearby park, where you grab lunch from a roadside food truck. Thor loves trying out Midgardian customs like this and you're happy to share this experience with him.

"How are you getting along with my brother, Lady Witch?" he asks you as you walk along the narrow path of the park.

It's a sunny day and there are a few joggers and some people walking their dogs. In the bright light, Thor's blond hair shines almost golden. When you first met him you noticed that he, just like Loki, has a special aura surrounding him. It's not the behavior or how he presents himself. People sense automatically that the two of them are not ordinary humans.

"Compared to my predecessors, I guess quite well. I'm not quite sure what that means yet, though," you admit, taking a bite of your wrap. "Although Loki likes to talk about himself, he doesn't give much away. I was hoping you could tell me more about him so I can understand him better."

"He never had it easy. I guess he was just looking for our father's attention. He got it through his pranks."

"He seems to be comfortable in the role of the prankster," you say, thinking back to the many little situations over the past few weeks in which Loki has made a fool of you. They've all been mostly harmless things, but from Thor's tone you gather that's not always the case.

"At the bottom of his heart, he's not a bad person," Thor replies firmly. He's already finished his wrap in a few bites and wipes his hands clean on the napkin before tossing both into a trash can you pass. "When he's not spinning his own intrigues, he's always up to defend a good cause."

"Aren't you being too easy on him?" It's not meant reproachfully or accusingly. Just an honest question.

Thor shakes his head. "I know and love my brother. He just doesn't see his own potential yet."

His words make you smile, as you hear the affection in them. You have siblings of your own and you know how strong such a bond can be, even when you take different paths.

You place a hand on his arm. "You are a good brother.

Thor returns the smile and you feel as if a sun is beaming at you. There's just something about him that warms you.

"What do you think Loki would do if he had access to the city?" you ask him, withdrawing your hand.

"I gave up trying to predict my brother's behavior a long time ago. Or to understand his motivations. Sometimes I'm not even sure he knows them himself." Thor shrugs. "The only thing I'm sure of is that our father wouldn't have sent him here if he really were a dangerous threat. Odin may have sworn to stay out of Midgard's affairs, but he wouldn't let someone from Asgard destroy this world. Neither of us would."

You think about his words as you slowly make your way back. You don't know Odin, but you trust Thor and his judgment.

You decide to tell him about your idea, about the promise you somehow made to Loki earlier. Thor agrees to help you and you are relieved about that. Now you just have to convince someone else.

Back in the tower, you part ways. You are just about to send a message to Tony as you run into him. "Tony! Just the man I was looking for. Got a minute?"

"Sure, if it's quick. I've got some contracts to sign. Pepper will kill me if I wait any longer to do it."

He motions for you to follow him and together you head toward his office. At least you assume it's his office, you can't actually spot his name anywhere. But you can see Pepper Potts' name. She's not there right now, though, and Tony walks straight to the small bar at the wall to pour himself a drink.

"Want one too?" he asks you, but you decline politely.

You think about the best way to pitch your idea. Hey, Tony, remember how we were talking about the SHIELD agents right outside the suite's door a little while ago? Nothing bad has happened since they left, so now I have a new and stupid idea you probably won't like.

"So, what can I do for you, Sabrina?" As a matter of course, he sits down in the chair of the executive behind the big desk. He fits in there perfectly. The CEO of a multi-billion dollar company.

"I just talked to Thor and we both think Loki is ready to make a trip into the city. I was thinking about getting lunch tomorrow."

Tony chokes on his drink. "Are you insane? You can't let him loose on the city."

Maybe you shouldn't have worded it so directly.

"I'm not letting him loose on the city," you reassure him. "You get to pick the restaurant. We're renting the whole place, so there won't be any civilians there except the staff. We’re going straight there and back by car. Find something close by and you'll be within range should I need you. Thor has agreed to stay nearby on call, too."

Tony leans back in his chair and swirls the whiskey in his glass. It’s probably a good thing the bottle is out of his reach, otherwise he'd be pouring himself another double. "You've got this all pretty well figured out, huh?" he finally asks. He has regained his composure and now seems to be seriously considering the idea.

You nod. "I'm not naive. Of course, I know it's a risk. But we won’t make any progress if Loki just sits on his couch all day."

Sighing, he rubs his hand over his face. He looks kind of tired. It's probably not easy to have so much responsibility for such important things. You sympathize with him.

"Fine. But for the record, I'm not happy with it."

You beam at him. "Thanks, Tony."

~~

You inform Loki about your lunch the old-fashioned way: with a written invitation. If for no other reason than that he can't complain about you being late again. If the god of mischief had a cell phone, you could have just texted him. You write the details on a piece of parchment, then fold it up and put some sealing wax on it. You press one of your rings into it. That makes it official.

You whisper something to the letter, enchanting it so that it finds its rightful addressee. Its edges begin to move like wings and it rises into the air. The next moment it is gone with a 'poof'.

Thor just came back from training. He sparred with Steve on one of the lower floors where there is a whole level of different training rooms.

Freshly showered and still with a towel around his shoulders, he makes himself a drink in the kitchen that is called a smoothie. It's really easy to make: all he has to do is throw everything into this blender and then wait while it works loudly. Lady Widow showed him how to do it.

Something buzzes around his head and he tries to swat it with the flat of his hand like a mosquito. But when he turns off the blender and turns his head, he sees that it is significantly larger than a mosquito.

The letter circles Thor once more, then concludes that the blond man is not the rightful receiver of its message and flies off across the room. Curious, Thor follows it.

The letter meets Loki just as he steps out of his bedroom and flutters excitedly in front of his face. The Asgardian raises a brow and his gaze wanders to Thor.

"It seems to be for you," the older brother says.

"Obviously." Loki's hand darts out and he catches the letter from the air. The magic fades and he unfolds it without a problem, curious as to what spell managed to get through his wards around the suite.

There are only a few words written in blood red ink on the parchment:

Lunch 12.30 pm Wear something nice for once.

Loki laughs. You have wit, he gives you that. He had noticed that fairly quickly when you first had showed up.

"Good news, brother?" Thor asks, watching him. He can guess what it's about, but doesn't want to reveal that he knows anything.

"Not that it's any of your business, but yes. Things are developing splendidly." He folds the invitation and pockets it. Then he follows Thor as he goes back to the kitchen to his smoothie in the blender. "What do you know about the Witchling?" Loki asks seemingly innocuously.

"She does have a name, you know."

"I didn't ask you her name." Loki rolls his eyes. "She told me that you two talked the other day."

"We did." Thor takes his drink and circles his brother. "But shouldn't you know her better? After all, you two have been meeting every day for several weeks."

Loki doesn't answer that. He would have to admit ignorance and he would never do that.

He's looking forward to tomorrow. It intrigues him to see what you come up with. You are not like the others that were in your place before. He noticed that even before he knew that you also wield magic. The magic has only made you more interesting.

In his long life, Loki has already had his experiences with witches. He knows that he shouldn’t underestimate them, because some of them are quite powerful.

Outwardly, you make a composed impression, almost cool. You rarely let his behavior upset you. This would almost make you a boring person in his eyes, if it weren't for your sharp comments. You seem to be able to counter his wit without any effort and seem to have fun doing so. If he can trust the gleam in your eyes.

That's a first. All the others who sat here before you were intimidated by him or - and this he finds much worse - were so easily manipulated and broken that they quickly followed his every demand. They've been a nice amusement, no question. But no real challenge for him.

He's curious to see what it takes to see behind your facade. What your weak point is. He thinks he's already had a glimpse at it. But he has to make sure.

So, tomorrow will be an interesting day.

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alright im half way thru and here are my thoughts so far:

1. I truthfully don’t know any of the controversy around joe rogan, i just know he’s hella popular for being controversial and he’s someone i’d be on edge to have a convo with bc what i have seen is he questions everything and he isn’t afraid to let you know he doesn’t agree. but snc seem to really like him and vibe with him and it does seem super out of the blue for joe to want ghost hunters to come investigate his place (I hope this isnt a set up). either way, sounds interesting.

2. that contract from o-park mall is challenge worthy. they spelt colbys name entirely wrong (misspelt his last name and used his nickname and not his legal name) making it null and void from my understanding. i would also say the same abt sam as they used a nickname not a legal name. A good lawyer could wiggle them out of that if they cared.

3. loved hearing colbys take on religion. im the same, i’m not so much religious as i have a relationship with God. i think thats way more important than being in a religious community. and i also feel the same way about just knowing there’s something else out there. also interesting he was the only one on the table who doesn’t have dreams of dying. chop that up to trusting in God and not being afraid bc he knows God has the perfect plan and everything is in control, or just generally not afraid to die for other reasons, who knows. definitely fascinating, either way.

alright i’ll be back in 1.5hr hours with part 2 comments. I probably missed a bunch of stuff i could’ve commented on but these are my standout comments.

- aussie anon

I finished the podcast late last night and then immediately went to bed without really doing a deep dive into my thoughts on the whole thing (aside from a few choice areas that stuck in my brain and had to be discussed in dm's last night lol), so I'm going to use your reviews to sort of start my own review, and then will probably finish up with an additional post later on side thoughts - cause I have a lot lol.

1, The thing with Joe Rogan is that he kind of plays both sides of the fence, in terms of not just politics, but pretty much anything going on (he will have on conservatives and liberals, will have on atheists and people like snc, will have on scientists and then people who believe in UFOs, etc) and so he tends to be very controversial because of that. I don't listen to him, his viewpoints on certain things aren't really my cup of tea and he has in the past said some stuff in his pursuit of riding the fence that was not good and gross and everything, so this is not me defending him or whatever - but at the end of the day, he has the most listened to podcast on earth and love him or hate him, is a household name. Them being invited on his podcast, being treated very well by him, and then him keeping in touch with them and inviting them out to his comedy club is objectively a big deal for them and their visibility and they aren't going to turn that down because twitter - who has pretty much made it clear they lowkey hate snc anyway lol - have an issue with the collab.

I actually found that part of the conversation interesting, because the whole thing came about because his daughter was a fan of theirs, which I just find kind of hilarious and random. Imagine how many people of notoriety and fame they meet or could potentially meet because those peoples' teenage children are fans.

2, I don't think they would actually get arrested for showing up at that mall at this point in their careers, anyway - most malls do not have the uumph to take shit like that truly seriously, and both S & C have made it public that they've been back in there since (one time right after the release of their book, Colby went into their Barnes and Noble with his mom and illegally signed a few of the books on the shelf and posted about it all over his instagram lol). But it is objectively kind of hilarious that they are "banned" from entering the mall and yet they've had consumer products in three of their stores (B&N, Hot Topic and Zumiez), and have had their faces on the store fronts of two of those three.

3, I strangely found that interesting as well, and I normally tend to zone right the fuck out when people talk religion (sorry, all). I was raised Catholic but am not religious these days in my own life, although I certainly do believe that something else has to be going on, hence all the ghosts and stuff. But for whatever reason, hearing others talk about religion always makes me feel wildly uncomfortable - I think it's just feeling like that's something personal and so different from person to person and I just don't like feeling like I'm intruding on their privacy by hearing it (even if they are offering it up freely), if that makes sense? I don't know, I'm just weird about those conversations in general.

But I find it interesting when these two talk religion, firstly because of the content they make and how it would tie back into their own personal belief system, but also just how interesting it is that this is one of those areas where they kind of balance each other on opposite sides of the scale, and yet somehow come together perfectly at the end. It's an interesting phenomenon with them.

Also, all of them talking about dying in their dreams and Colby just piping in with "I've never died in my dreams 😃" like go off, you sweet little just happy to be there king.

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sorry to the anon who sent me a super well thought out Sceo question and somehow my answer got fucking chopped, screwed, and deleted after posting lmao. Reposting here for posterity:

Ask:

yes i completely agree that theo’s feelings towards scott were.. complicated to say the least lol.

i feel like most people agree that it’s kind of a uncertain mix between i want you and i want to be you and theo himself isn’t really sure which he feels more but i also think despite everything he always saw scott as safety?

we don’t know much about theos childhood other than he was sickly and clearly was vulnerable for some reason (theos conversation with stiles about his sister in s5 where he describes her as always looking out for him) and from what we know about the dread doctors victims they all had troubled or unstable home lives. theo talks about his sister as someone who looked out for him but there’s still resentment when he talks about her and he compares her to stiles who he clearly doesn’t get along with (my theory is that their parents were probably neglectful in some way but tara was probably the favored child and she was probably mean to him in the way siblings are mean even if (at the time) she was the person who loved him most and looked out for him most)

scott i think theo always saw as someone above it all and a purely good person who cared about him and who theo felt safe with. i thought it was interesting that the th ing theo held on to all these years was a memory of scott helping him through an asthma attack and how that clearly had an effect on him and i think that informed a lot of how theo felt about scott.

theos resentment towards scott is also inevitable since they started off in the exact same place, both weak and somewhat sick, and theo sees him as everything he could have and should have been so he literally wants to become him and before hell he thinks the only reason he isn’t scott or can’t be him is because he’s not a real werewolf.

theo seeing scott primarily as someone he feels safe with even after everything is most obvious with how he immediately asks scott for help when getting dragged by the skin walkers. i think his whole life when he thought about someone who cared about his well being for no ulterior reason he thought of scott, and even when he gets attacked by the spider-anukite thing his instinct is to call scott but post hell clarity now makes him feel shameful of asking him for help. (and the hunters kidnap him but again the first thing he does when he gets free is use the two werewolf’s to have an excuse to go to scott).

i think theo has a mix of infatuation hero worship and resentment towards scott (and probably was in love with him in a twisted way for a while) but i also think it’s interesting that his relationship (in s6) with scott also reminds me of how liam and scott’s relationship briefly was right after liam almost killed scott (so like a estranged and strained relationship between a parent and child where the child knows they were in the wrong and needs the parent back)

i don’t know if any of this made any sense but i guess what i’m getting at is that scott filled a lot of roles for theo in a way i think and kid!theo imprinted on him in a way and saw him as someone safe and a source of love but that was at constant war with the part of him that thought he should be scott.

i know this is super long but one last thing is that do you think scott is aware of theo’s “being in love with him at some point”? because then that makes me think of post he’ll post s6 scott knowing that theo and liam are falling for each other and scott being concerned because he knows what theo did to the last person he was in love with and scott and theo talking about theos old feelings for scott and how he feels about liam

Answer:

Ooooooh the childhood connection is such a good point 🥲 also makes me think that the asthma attack story is so telling. Like, Theo as a child having a very scary thing happening to his body beyond his control and then having Scott there to help him through it. Flash forward to his time with the DDs. Still a child. Probably a lot of scary things happening to his body beyond his control. He’s alone to go through it. It’s not hard to believe that memory would be a point of fixation for him.*

and I sooo agree that a large part of Theo’s resentment absolutely has to do with the fact that Scott could’ve been him/he could’ve been Scott. (I always think about this in the context of what Peter said to Stiles in s1, how Stiles could’ve easily been the one that was bitten instead of Scott; on a similar note, I always wonder what would’ve happened had Theo never gotten wrapped up with the DDs as a kid)

I think to Theo, Scott was coincidentally in the wrong place at the wrong time (or the right place at the right time??) and ended up a true alpha. Meanwhile Theo’s entry into the supernatural world was handcrafted to make him the Beast and he still fell short of that glory. Got his childhood taken away from him, suffered to be where he is, so it should be him that has the power, the adoration, the pack devoted to him. (Cue DD’s “you have the entitlement and narcissism typical of your generation” speech) In his eyes maybe Scott got to have his cake and eat it too.

I LOVE that you mentioned the spider thing bc I think that’s another “scary thing happening to my body” moment, and he immediately considers going to Scott about it AH.

Hmmm. I can’t say I that I would automatically think Theo’s feelings are something Scott was aware of. ALTHOUGH I really like where you’ve gone with that idea and I’ve never considered it that way!!👀 I do think, if Scott were privy to the potentially romantic nature of Liam and Theo’s relationship, that he would have reservations based on Theo’s past alone.

Tysm for sending this! I hope it was…coherent? I have now been consumed by s5 Sceo brainrot, thx <3

*bonus points if you headcanon scott as a guardian angel kinda figure for him during his early years w the DDs. And it works for a while until it doesn’t or until Theo has been hardened/conditioned enough to see only weakness in that memory. Couple years down the line he hears about Scott being an alpha, a true one at that, and ohhhh how that fond memory corrodes into fucking jealousy and loathing 😵‍💫 he comes back and knows what he’s gonna do. Plans on hating Scott. But Scott’s the same. Scott is a true alpha but he’s still the same good guy he was when they were kids and that makes it a little harder to hate him, but his power makes it a lot easier to resent him. Butttt Theo doesn’t want just Scott’s power, he wants to take his place entirely (hence his insistence to stiles that he wants Scott’s pack, minus Scott) and I think that goes beyond supernatural ability, and translates over into the disparate lives they lived as well. And I wonder if there’s something to be said about what Theo thinks he’d gain by taking Scott’s place (besides the obvious). Would he finally feel he’s grown out of being that scared kid having the asthma attack? Is he his own hero? Etc etc

**which obviously doesn’t acknowledge the shit Scott went through to become a true alpha. But I don’t think Theo would care nor emphasize with that struggle at that point.

[practicalmagicintuitions]

“so you want to fight for women with injustice to men?” I’m always the first to say two wrongs don’t make a right. Justifying bad behavior with “but they do it” isn’t acceptable. However I do get their outrage over these articles and that level of disgust is NEVER given us. I’ve had guys putting their hand under my blouse down the top of my pants at bars or concerts hell any kind of gathering since before I could drink. And they weren’t even guys I was talking to! I’m not alone. We’ve been subjected to overly personal questions no one would ask a man and overly sexualizing and objectifying us for centuries. But now suddenly the poor men are wanting rivers of tears for their suffering? If those guys stood up and made a statement that they now understand how we feel and that all people deserve personal space and to be treated respectfully, i and maybe these women too wouldn’t be as offended.

"However I do get their outrage over these articles and that level of disgust is NEVER given us"

But this is categorically not true. Not since me too. And the movement itself proved itself hypocrites refused to acknowledge male victims. Haven't you seen how they supported 100% Amber Heard even after her testimony of full of lies?

"But now suddenly the poor men are wanting rivers of tears for their suffering?"

Umm noo.... they only want not to be sexualized, harassed or touched on the streets by strangers. Interestingly based on your example above I thought you would understand this... Why do you have a need to mock them? Just because they have a totally normal request, how are these "rivers of tears for their suffering" suddenly? I have never read an article where a man said he is suffering more from sexualization than women. They only said it was uncomfortable and please stop. Some of them say even less, just tell what happened to them.

Why is this women vs men instead of victims vs abusers? Can you answer that? Please, I am really interested.

I understand where are you coming from because, before the JD-AH trial, I was like the same. Even when it started I was, ""okay, they were both abusive so what?" During the trial and since then I saw so many men commenting about their experience from abuse by their wives to losing their children because "women must be believed all the time" to having a male friend who was murdered by a woman... etc.

"If those guys stood up and made a statement that they now understand how we feel and that all people deserve personal space and to be treated respectfully, i and maybe these women too wouldn’t be as offended."

They haven't done anything else but making statements since me too. But actually, you are the one who seems like don't understand this. That men have the right to have a personal space too. When a woman has a nude leaked the world is on fire, when a man has a d*ck pick leaked everyone is saving it like mofos and " ohh, how funny, sexy is this."

You are the energy that you put out there, like it or not. Until you don't have BASIC respect for men and their personal space (and I mean basic, you don't have to think they suffer more than women just don't think a random man deserves to be treated like sh*t because an another random man touched you) so until then, you won't get respect and fair treatment in general. There will be always sh*t people crossing your path, that's life.

I feel your anger and I understand it, I was and I can get angry because of things I feel I have no control over or feels injustice. But contrary to the fashionable mantra of nowadays we in fact must learn to control our emotions. Anger is unhealthy no matter if it targets someone else or ourselves. If you are angry and you can go to extremely intense training, boxing lessons, chop wood, run, scream etc. The answer is not saying men have a lesser right to speak about this. Men are physically stronger so people like to downplay the abuse and a man is less likely affected by a slap or a hit than a woman. Physically. Mentally…? It can be the same. Abuse, objectification, and harassment are not just threatening physically but mentally. Physically yes, I would say a woman is more in danger (if we are talking about sheer strength and not using a weapon) but mentally a man can be as much affected and as badly as a woman. 

We are individuals. Some men are sh*t some are victims. Making collectivly shut up doesn't help, just makes you an opressor.

[sehnsuchts-trunken]

Hello! I was wondering if I could get a Matchup for Maze Runner, LOTR, and Marauders Era please? I'm bisexual with a male lean, she/her.

Personality wise, I am very quiet at first, having to be encouraged to actually talk to people upon first meeting them, but after a while I open up and I am very talkative, I also can be very unsure of choosing things (my best friend always says that I'm allowed to ask for things when I am at her place) especially because I always get nervous someone will judge me for my decision. I also can have a very short temper at times, with either leads to me finding a pillow to slam against a bed or me crying the anger out. I tend to care more for those around me and making them happy rather than myself, because my family and friends are extremely important to me. I've always been a little bit of a people pleaser, and people do find it easy to take advantage of me because of that at times. And what attracts me to a person is usually their personality, if someone seems rude I will distance myself from them, but usually I end up liking people who I find are kind, like talking, and have similar hobbies to me, and can make me laugh and want to make me laugh

For hobbies I do a lot of writing (as my dream job is to be a writer), and reading, but I also love skating, listening to music, colouring, and dancing. I also tend to include talking to my friends as a hobby. (This is throwing me back to when my crush said that writing and reading weren't my hobbies because I do them both too much to be just a hobby lmao-)

Interests is definitely writing and flying, as said before I love writing, but I also really want to become a pilot!

Love language: My love language is either giving gifts or physical touch

well hello hello, you absolutely can have a matchup! also i just have to ask, are you a hufflepuff? 

for maze runner,

I (definitely) ship you with...

Newt

genuinely i didnt have to even read through your whole text to know this lmao

- Newt is the kindest, most compassionate person around, and he’s super pretty too, so it was inevitable you’d fall for him. He would be the one person never once taking advantage of you, even if the others unknowingly will at times. Like, he’s also kind of keen on keeping things civil and friendly and all, but he’s well able to call someone out on their bullshit, so when you aren’t... He really, really pays attention to it. And tells others, too, even if you hear about it from Minho who heard it from Fry who heard it from Gally and not from himself. 

- He continously tells you the same thing your friend does, namely that you’re allowed to speak up and do things just because you want to. That you don’t matter less than anyone else. I don’t want to make anyone cry here but that definitely has to do with his past. 

- Anyway I feel like I don’t even have to elaborate why Newt is so perfect for you. Your personalities just work. A relationship between you works. He adores everything you do, especially when you write - he loves teasingly (but never mockingly or threateningly) convicing you to read it out to him afterwards, just because he’s always amazed at the skill you have, stringing sentences together, making them sound so wonderful - but really just everything about you. 

for lotr, 

I ship you with... 

Aragorn! 

- First of all, I pictured Aragorn helping you through one of those rage episodes/ with your short temper immediately when I read through your description. Like I can just really imagine you losing your temper, clenching your hands to fists during some really annoying conversation, him instantly noticing and taking your hand and walking two steps and then just handing you an axe and letting you chop down a tree. Or some orks. 

- Also he really is a kind person. I can absolutely see you falling for him. He’s loyal and protective and so strong willed, and he may not like talking as much as listening, but he’s certainly always up for a conversation with you. He’s really physical (on second thought that comes across wrong, what i mean is that he’s sporty and fit) and he offers to teach you swordfighting as a way to deal with your temper, but it also perfectly fits your love language because he does enjoy  a good hug. I do think he values acts of service himself, but he likes that you’re all about physical touch. 

- He shares your love for music, if not as much as some elves do, but a lot. And something he loves even more than music is just... watching you dance. He is always happy about dancing with you, too, but expect him to stare at you much more than joining you. (He’ll never decline an invitation, of course. He could never do that to you.)

for harry potter, 

I ship you with...

Pandora!

- Pandora may be a little quieter than you are, but she is not shy in the slightest. She loves to talk about anything and everything with you, join when you’re writing or drawing or dancing or just listening to music. 

- She’s definitely all about gift giving as a love language - when she sees something that reminds her of you or makes her think of you, she’s giving it to you. And she also adores you doing the same; she has a jar of things for everything that you get her, an album for photographs and poems and after some years, a whole drawer because it was getting out of hand keeping it in a smaller place. Every flower you get her, she dries and makes into jewellery or decor. 

- Pandora really likes the outdoors and I genuinely think she’s made friends with enough magical... things in Hogwarts and on its grounds that she has no problem coming up with date ideas that involve flying. Sure, yeah, you can just use a broomstick and you do do that a lot because you just love the sensation of being so high up, but it really is a different feeling when you’re riding a Thestral or a Hippogriff instead of a wooden stick. 

[completelyandtotalyuneventful]

In your fic where tim kill joker i would love to see how Jason reacts

:)

There was no beta reading at all here. Like I didnt even read back over it, so sorry if it’s rough.

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It’s 2:15 am, April 28th, when Jason Todd wakes up in his own grave.

It’s not a necessarily pleasant experience, to be honest. In fact, he would go as far as to say it wasn’t enjoyable AT ALL.

The events that follow aren’t that pleasant, either.

But years later, after days upon days of fighting and bleeding through a haze of murky green, he’s finally back in Gotham. Finally back home. And he will avenge himself. Avenge Robin.

Except… it seems he’s a bit too late.

It’s 10:38 pm when Jason Todd finds out the joker is dead.

He’s been dead, actually. For a long time. He died the day Jason was reborn. A life for a life. A soul for a soul.

It was probably just a coincidence and not all of that universe bullshit, but Jason hasn’t really found a straight answer as to why he’s alive again anyways, so who cares.

Here’s what he knows:

Someone broke into (?) Arkham and killed the Joker on April 28th, about three years ago. The same day Jason clawed his way out of his own grave using nothing but a belt buckle and pure fear.

It wasn’t Batman.

The second fact makes him angrier than he could ever imagine. It makes him want to give up on his investigation and give into the green that pools at the edge of his vision every time he sees that mocking signal in the sky. But he stands his ground.

Here’s the third thing he knows: no one has any idea who did it.

It was a clean crime. Security cameras disabled, no traceable path towards the asylum, nothing. There was no trace left behind that could even hint at who had done it. The only ones who knew what happened that night were a dead clown and the martyr who killed him.

Maybe martyr was too strong of a word. It could have just been a hit, or an old grudge, but whoever did it and for whatever reason they did it, they were a hero. In Jason’s eyes, at least.

A quick scan into the bat computer proved that Bruce had no idea who it was either, which Jason found laughable. The so called ‘worlds greatest detective’ couldn’t find who killed the man whose life he valued over his own sons. It just made the case all the more interesting.

But he needs to take a pause, step back for a bit. There’s some business he needs to take care of, a plan to actually save Gotham, rather than enabling a never ending loop of crime and heartbreak like his father.

So Jason dumps all his research into a file on his shitty laptop, dons a red helmet, and chops some heads off.

It’s 1:50 am, July 19th, when The Red Hood realizes he’s being followed.

By a kid.

Teenager, the kid quickly corrects. Red Hood disagrees. He has to be 13, at most. Which he informs the other of.

The 15-year-old is surprisingly offended by this.

It’s 1:54 am, and the kid knows who is behind the helmet.

It’s 1:55 am, and Jason knows who killed the joker.

The kid - Tim Drake, as in the weird boy genius neighbor kid who was a grade behind Jason despite being 3 years younger - tells him everything that happened. The exact path he took, how much money he spent on rides, the people he saw, how he hacked into Arkham. Every moment, every minuet detail, the kid has ingrained into his brain.

He describes how the Joker looked in enough detail to keep The Pit fed for months.

It’s 2:10 am, and Jason’s laughing his ass off about how, not only did this kid hide his murder from The Almighty Batman, but that he’d actually been stalking them undetected for years before Jason’s death.

It’s 2:11 am, July 19th, when Jason finds out this date is significant to Tim. And that his parents have been out of town for about 3 months and don’t plan on coming back any time soon.

It’s 2:13 am, and Jason is waking back to his safe house tailed by a too-lonely-too-smart-for-his-own-good kid who he’s already started to view as a little brother, and he’s just promised the kid the best birthday he’ll ever have as a thank you for avenging his death. He hopes he can live up to Tim’s expectations.

It’s 12:14 am, and Jason Todd is no longer alone.

[bruhhhh-huhhhhh]

Hiiiiii I was wondering if you could do a slasher matchup for me sry in advance for any spelling errors:) I would prefer the matchup to be a make character if that’s okay with you:>

I’m 5”1 and has a chubbier figure. A lot of my friend say that I have a mom body. My hair is black, curly and poofy. Most people say I have a dollish face. My cheeks and chubby and my eyes are really dark brown. I have acne and some scars from it. My style changes a lot but right now it’s grudge and comfy if that makes sense. I love gothic clothing and that subculture in general. Most of my outfits consist of jewelry and accessories with converse shoes.

My personality mostly introverted. If I’m close to you I will open up to you and turn into a complete extrovert. Some of my positive personality traits are that I am loyal, kind, sweet and patient. Some of my negative traits are lazy, sometimes rude, pessimistic. I love most people and care for them but if you don’t something to me that might change. I’m a very nurturing person and care about other people more than myself, which gets in way of most of my relationships with my friends and others.

I have many hobbies and love doing a lot of things. Some things that I enjoy are track, cooking, makeup, and acting. I love taking about my hobbies and interest with people and sometimes it turns into a rant 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️anyyywaysss….. I love trying new things but not with a lot of people around. I also love hearing about other peoples hobbies and their interest.

Some of my dislikes when it comes to other people is when people are overly clingy to the point where you get annoyed or angered. I hate baby voices when you know their doing it for attention. I dislike people who don’t where deodorant and you can smell their B.O across the room and I hate people that shame others for no reason and that’s about it :)

I hope that was enough information to make a matchup for you. If you do get to this THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR TAKING OUT YOUR TIME<3333 I hope you have a wonderful day/night byeeeee💓💓💓💓💓💓

I got you fam

I match you with...

Chop-Top Sawyer!

This mans is also very loyal and sweet. He'll do anything for you, and that includes killing someone

He knows he doesn't smell the best, but that's only because he doesn't have good soaps. And it's not like it's B.O, he just smells musty, like the rest of the house. Just get him and his brothers some good body and hair washes from the store in the next town over. They'll be smelling better in no time

He's clingy, yes, but not to the point it's annoying. He loves cuddling, but he won't make you stay in bed with him at all times

Chop-Top will sit and listen intensely while you rant about your hobbies. He loves listening to you talk, especially if you're particularly passionate about it.

Can and will talk about his love for music with you. It's the one thing he actually enjoys talking about for hours on end other than you.

Will go out and get you new clothes that he thinks you'd like. He doesn't care what you think about him recklessly buying thing for you, he'll do it anyways. Will also absolutely give you stuff he thinks you'd like from victims. Sometimes he forgets to wash the blood off of the trinkets he gives you, but never forgot again after you chewed him out for it.

If you're at all feeling insecure about your scars, he'll kiss them over and over again. He'll also trace them with his boney fingers. Maybe, if you two are close enough, he'll let you touch the edges of his plate

Will pinch your chub. He doesn't care if you don't like how you look, he loves it. He's spouting off constantly about how much he loves your chub, and how you're like a pillow for his boney figure

When you two are chilling in bed, Chop will run his fingers through your hair, de-knotting are that need it. It's actually pretty soothing when you're trying to sleep, so you often drift of when he does it

[lovecolibri]

SaL anon here bestie and, well, I'm sure you've heard the news. Not sure it comes as a surprise, RNM really only ever had one, maybe two, reasons to watch and neither of those was the writing. Honestly I've got mixed feelings on this one, on the one hand I can stop hoping despite all evidence to the contrary that this show won't disappoint me, which is a relief. On the other, the only reason I still bother having hope for it is of course Malex and the incredible Vlamburn chemistry that carried

most of us through the horrors of S2 even (honestly with any other actors in those roles, I'd have been done by 2x02 with no regrets). Also there's the sentimental value in Malex being what kicked off our SaL based screaming in the void. Curious to know your thoughts on this my friend when your up for discussing it but would totally get it if you wanted to put this off till 911 is officially on hiatus. Take care 😗😗.

Hi bestie! I got your first ask about the promo but had to be in the office working all day for the rest of the week covering for someone (and our new boss wants us back in the office full time soon 🙄) so I didn’t get to it right away, and then the cancellation notice came in so I figured it would be in poor taste to drag the show that day, so I was holding on to it.

I also have mixed feelings. I’ve been out of touch with the show since season 3 ended and didn’t keep up with any of the news about season 4 until the promo poster (for ANTS!) dropped the other day with the season synopsis which was...not particularly encouraging (another season of Malex being separated and doing different things? whyyyyyy are they wasting the best dynamic and scene partner chemistry?! WHY?!). I’m with you in that I can finally stop having some hope that the show is going to live up to it’s potential and focus on the actually interesting dynamics and storylines and give characters scenes together that actually make sense. 

But also on the other hand, Malex. What a phenomenally heartbreaking and beautiful love story, with actors that actually pull it off! I still see gifsets from season 1 that feel like a gut punch, and moments between them where I feel like I should look away because it’s so intimate. The wealth of amazing fanfic that came out of that love story immediately after the show started is a testament to how magical it was, and even when the writing let them down again and again, Tyler and Vlamis always managed to hold on to that magic. Sometimes it was just by the skin of their teeth, but they kept that flame alive through some pretty horrendous choices on the show’s part. 

It’s frustrating and disappointing that a show that truly had the potential to be incredible and interesting and heartfelt was helmed by people and a network more concerned with teen soap drama. It’s frustrating and disappointing that a pretty stellar all around cast with the chops to pull off some ambitious things (that DID pull off some ambitious things!) got stuck with a network and writing better suited for a teen drama. I wish I could say I’m surprised by the cancellation news but honestly after what we got in season 3, I’m not. They wasted the whole first half of the show on a plot that went nowhere and was not needed! The writing for Echo and Malex was all over the place! Malex got together in a very confusing way given the animosity all season until suddenly it was gone. Kyle disappeared for several episodes and no one even mentioned him! Alex wasn’t in most of the finale OR in the big showdowns! The love of his life nearly died and we are TOLD they saw each other but don’t get to see it?! And don’t even get me started on the amount of time and dialog wasted on certain characters that didn’t end up serving any purpose the entire season. It’s frustrating, and sad, knowing what could have been. Knowing that they won’t ever really get a chance to try and fix things and that these characters that deserved so much better won’t ever get it. 

And it’s sad because Malex is what brought us together! Ryan and his music could have been written about Alex and Michael and it’s going to be bittersweet to let that go, especially since our alternate 911 is being Like That right now. But no matter what, no matter the missteps the show made, Malex will ALWAYS be special. There are so many stories and avenues to be explored with them that will keep fic writers busy for a long time to come, I’m sure. Vlamburn sparked something so beautiful that shows will be trying to capture and re-create forever. I’m sure in 10 years some cable show looking back on shows and couples from the past will be talking about Malex and what should have been and we all know Vlammy won’t ever shut up about his love for Michael, Alex, Malex, and Tyler.

And, we still have one more season to go! One more season of Malex, one more season of songs to flail over. The feelings about the show may be mixed, but my excitement about your asks will never fail. Cheers to us, bestie, and cheers to our woo wee woo show and the fandom that always came through to fill in the gaps, rewrite/expand the stories, create stunningly beautiful AUs, and magical fanart. That deserves to be celebrated!