#i actually wanted to include killer and make the thing longer buuut

[asterclaw]

*YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN AS A TRICK OR TREAT VICTIM

"It is I, Killer! Mitsu!!! Surrender your tasty goods!! I have two eye patches on so i cannot see!! >:D"

"(Also do not worry! for this is not a real life, but a Toy Knife i found buried underground!)"

Have A Spoopy Day!!!

[takaraphoenix]

Shadowhunters Recap: Season 3

[all Shadowhunters Recaps here] @nightingalestakeflight​

Okay, here we go. Final season.

Magnus is no longer High Warlock, having been demoted after siding with the Seelie Queen during the war. He’s also an alcoholic now. Just, mentioning it here instead of repeating all the time how his drinking increases; he drinks more and more and more, becomes snarkier and isolates himself more this season, plagued with PTSD from the torture he had to endure while in Valentine’s body.

Meanwhile, a serial killer has started killing people. An ominous, dark figure whose face we do not see. It’s Jace. Because when they didn’t bother tracking down Jonathan’s body, he had summoned mommy dearest with his last strength and now Lilith is on Earth, seeking revenge on the one who had killed her baby boy. Conveniently, for her, Jace having died and coming back left him mentally weak and allows her to sneak in and manipulate him, possess him. Making him kill people without Jace noticing. All those kills aren’t just random; they serve as sacrifices so she can bring Jonathan back to life.

The new High Warlock replacing Magnus has a bit of a cock-measuring contest with Magnus going on. Bit funny, bit annoying. Same can be said about him.

(Lorenzo Rey, funny but annoying to equal parts.)

Relationship update: Jace and Clary are now officially dating, Simon is now dating Maia, Isabelle has a very short-lived thing with a mundie named Charlie, Magnus and Alec are back at it as of the last season’s finale and they are now rekindling things with Maryse (remember: mommy dearest made a 180° after ditching her cheating husband. It cured her homophobia and racism!).

Raphael’s sister dies. She was old, so no funny business there. Just... a very heartbreaking moment for Raphael, in which he finds (platonic) comfort from Isabelle, showing the two rekindled after the whole addiction-to-each-other.

His sister’s death triggers an urge in Raphael. He missed so much with her, including her funeral because it happens during the day. He becomes obsessed with curing his vampirism. For that, he starts experimenting on this girl, Heidi, because she had been accidentally sired by Simon (remember how Simon was accused of murder for a hot second? She was the murdered party! But she’s not dead. Just a vampire now). After escaping from Raphael, Heidi naturally wants revenge. Most people don’t take well to being locked up and tortured.

Jace all the while starts to think he’s losing his mind. He has visions of Jonathan, can’t sleep, has these blackouts that he can’t explain. He talks to Luke, who had been friends with Jace’s biological parents. Turns out his biological mother had some serious mental issues and was suicidal too; naturally, the show doesn’t name what exactly she had, it’s just vaguely suicidal problems, as TV shows like doing. Natural conclusion that he comes to is that he has the same mental issues (which, I do consider canon anyway; boy’s been suicidal for two seasons now).

He’s ready to seek professional help... but Clary stops him from doing so, claiming she can find a “better” solution. That solution is to summon the angel that Clary and Jace had freed from Valentine’s imprisonment - promptly getting him killed by Lilith without getting actual answers.

Simon all the while has his own issues. He has a suspicious roommate named Kyle and when him and Simon investigate the guy, they find out that he is actually Kyle Jordan, Maia’s ex who turned her, and he was sent by the werewolf council to keep an eye on Simon, because aside from being a Daylighter and thus walking in the daylight, Simon now bears something called the Mark of Cain that makes him indestructible. Remember how last season finale, Simon made that deal to stay in the Seelie Realm? Yeah, the Seelie Queen used that to place this mark on Simon and then kind of let him go again.

Magnus does the so far dumbest thing he’s ever done by brewing an anti love potion; a potion that will make someone fall out of love and forget that love. Because Lilith gives him a fake name and a fake story that appeals to him. Magic this powerful that affects someone who has no say in this... should maybe, I don’t know, get screened first. Lilith needs the potion because supposedly Jace’s love for Clary prevents her from fully possessing him. She slips him the potion when they meet up in a bar.

Alec and Magnus have yet another argument, this time about Magnus’ immortality. Where Alec only now realizes that dating an immortal means... dating an immortal. And where Magnus mocks him for only realizing that now. Both have a point. They never address this issue again and also never propose any kind of solution or approach to go about this, at all.

Everyone finally learns that Jace died. Which had been kept a secret... uh... for plot-reasons, I guess. Not for logic reasons, for sure. Especially since everyone had seen Alec’s parabatai rune fade when Jace had died. But Jace is now fully possessed so Clary finally comes clean.

Jace, now fully possessed and for some reason being referred to as the Owl (it does not look like an Owl. I would provide a visual at this point, but quite frankly, that shit was nightmare fuel so I’ll spare you), goes and kills Imogen Herondale. Also known as Jace’s only family.

After that, Alec, Izzy and Clary manage to capture him, locking him up and bringing him to Magnus to fix him. Which is much harder than anticipated. He sends Isabelle and Alec inside Jace’s mind, where they realize Lilith has been mentally torturing Jace too by making him kill Clary over and over and over again. This season, basically, just piles trauma after trauma onto Jace. They manage to get him back, buuut then Lilith knocks out Magnus and kidnaps Jace.

Clary gets arrested for high treason, since she summoned the angel and used the holy wish for selfish reasons to bring Jace back to life, getting her sentenced to death. She, uh, gets out of this - let me stress this: this death sentence she got for reviving someone - by reviving Valentine, because the Clave has some questions for him still. Zombie Valentine does for a great distraction and Jace-as-the-Owl breaks in and kidnaps Clary.

Because Jace is not the only one Lilith is angry with.

Heidi the vampire girl holds Simon’s mundie family hostage to mess with Simon, revealing the truth to his mom, who did not take it well and unlike Scott McCall in Teen Wolf who just gave his mom a little time to get used to it and explaining it to her, Simon immediately concludes that he needs to fake his own death, erase her memories and instead make her believe that he’s dead, literally not even giving her a day to digest that her entire world was turned upside down.

Luke is abandoned by the pack. You might have forgotten, but he became alpha, right? He kind of forgot too. All he did as the alpha was use the pack to help Clary, losing a lot of lives in the war and not really... doing much for them. They got fed up with that and kicked him out.

Magnus feels guilty about Jace, since you know he made the potion that made it possible for Jace to be fully possessed in the first place, so he decides to go to Edom (that’s hell) to make a deal with his father, who agrees to help in exchange for Magnus’ magic and immortality. Good parenting all around. /s

However, Asmodeus thus breaks the possession and Jace gains full control of his body during the final show-down. At this point, however, Lilith already managed to raise Jonathan from the dead, using Clary as a means to tie Jonathan to Earth.

It is now also revealed why the Seelie Queen put the mark of Cain on Simon, because it has the power to banish Lilith, which Simon does in this finale. (Note: Simon tracked down the real actual Cain. Turns out that making Cain a vampire who could walk the Earth at day too had been Cain’s punishment for the whole brother-murder. We do not delve deeper into that, or the implications this has on faith and more specifically Simon’s faith because he’s Jewish.)

Jonathan kidnaps Clary, but after Simon used his mark to banish Lilith, there is so much destruction, they assume that she has been killed too.

(Jonathan’s real face, because resurrected, he doesn’t use Sebastian’s borrowed one anymore.)

Some time passes, because this was the mid-season finale, and Luke and Jace go out to search everywhere for Clary, believing her to still be alive. They find her in Paris and save her, but due to the rune tying her to Jonathan, she’s kind of compromised.

For completely inexplicable reasons, the show decides to make Luke and Maryse become a couple.

Heidi took over the clan - because Raphael has been banished for the experiments he did on her. And she is trying to stir some shit between wolves and vampires, killing nearly the entire pack - and leaving Luke framed for it. Maia kills Heidi in a very badass manner by injecting herself with holy water and then making Heidi feed on her, consequently killing her.

Aline Penhallow returns to the Institute! She doesn’t do much, sadly, but I guess it was the set up meant for more in the following season.

That alcoholism of Magnus’ keeps getting worse, because now he lost his magic too and feels useless without it. He tries borrowing magic from Lorenzo, but it does not become him, making him cough up blood.

Alec thinks that with the alcoholism and the PTSD, what Magnus really needs is marriage so he gets the family ring to propose to Magnus. Look, I’m not trying to be ship-salty here, but seriously. What Magnus needed was therapy and someone to call him out on the alcoholism and helping him get help. Marriage doesn’t fix real issues - but the writers don’t know that, because they suck so badly, they live in a pink-tinted world where love fixes all problems. As can be seen by mentally ill Jace, who has his load of PTSD from the previous two seasons already and has now just killed 40 people including his own grandma, but we will never bring his mental illness up again and he is a happy camper again now because Clary is back and they are in a relationship so all of his personal problems are magically fixed too.

(Note: Holy shit the saltiness in my notes about this season make the ocean taste sweet. The writers made a lot of very subpar decisions this season.)

Moving on. Simon goes undercover and finds out that Aldertree - yeah that bitch’s still around - has been experimenting on imprisoned Downworlders, “curing” them with something called Heavenly Fire. Raphael is now human again!

Clary has been going back and forth; trying to kill Jonathan, then helping him again, imprisoning Jonathan, then breaking him out again. The bond’s making her a bit wonky. So Jace goes undercover pretending that he will join them, which was just such a brilliant plan, truly, how could anyone ever doubt this would work. Clearly, it doesn’t, but he learns that Jonathan is trying to kill the Seelie Queen.

Alec breaks up with Magnus, after he summoned Asmodeus to try and help Magnus. He makes a deal with Asmodeus to break up with Magnus in exchange for Magnus’ magic being returned. Magnus will not question how his father returned to Earth and why he would give Magnus his magic back.

Magnus finally gets his act together and banishes Asmodeus to limbo.

Maia becomes the new alpha.

Jonathan tears reality apart, breaking a rift open between hell and the Shadowhunters’ home. Seeing as Alec truly has impeccable timing, he proposes now, just before Magnus sacrifices himself going through the rift to close it from the other side.

This is where the season ends and the show got cancelled. Thankfully, we got a two hour special at least tying up the loose ends.

While Alec is busy planning the wedding, Jonathan is still out there killing people. Luke uses that stuff Aldertree made to cure himself and become human again. Simon and Isabelle are getting together - sorry, forgot to mention, after two weeks of dating, Simon and Maia broke up again, I don’t think there was a reason aside from the writers remembering that Maia isn’t Simon’s endgame.

Isabelle goes to hell, because when her and Simon were investigating Aldertree, everything exploded - including the thing Aldertree was using to make his magic removal potion. It is now embedded in Isabelle’s skin and somehow makes her immune to hell.

The others follow her, because Clary is basically god now. After creating a resurrection rune, she is now creating a rune that ties Downworlder and Shadowhunter powers together, allows them to share. These are not normal rune-powers! Her special angel blood allows her to just break all known laws of magic and create new super powerful stuff. Like a god.

The Heavenly Fire embedded in Isabelle allows her to kill Lilith and also destroy hell. Don’t question it.

Clary gets a warning from a different angel, because the angels kind of don’t like that she’s down there playing god. No more creating new runes, or she will be punished. Should, quite frankly, be easy enough to do.

She does not do as she is told. Her brother has been out there literally wiping out entire Institutes (he also had sex with the Seelie Queen and then killed her). Clary is the only one able to get close enough to by now totally overpowered Jonathan and she... hugs him to death.

That’s not even a joke. She hugs him to death. She creates a new rune that gives her angel wings. And then she hugs him and summons her wings and uses them to hug him too and for some reason - something something demon blood something something angel blood, would be my best guess - that hug kills Jonathan.

She could have just stabbed him to death. She really liked stabbing things. But the writers needed her to break that one simple to follow rule so she had to create a new rune here, you see. Plot-reasons.

Magnus and Alec immediately get married. I feel like I need to remind you that three months ago, Alec was still in the closet and Shadowhunters were still deeply homophobic, but now we are celebrating Alec’s gay wedding inside the Institute, with all Shadowhunters present too. They truly did end homophobia with their love and man as a queer person I am so salty with those writers including homophobia as a big deal just to shrug it off and pretend “but you see, those two love each other. Love is beautiful! - oooh. We, the homophobes, now see that gay love is beautiful!”... Just don’t include homophobia at all then, please.

Clary starts losing her memories during the wedding and walks out. Outside, she loses them completely. This was the great punishment from the angel. Let me remind you, she is the freaking main character of this show. But instead of giving her the spotlight and happy ending that is going on over there *motions to wedding*, they are kicking her out of magic society and ending her alone.

Worry not, there is a time-skip though and it aged me a year too.

Luke, Clary’s father figure, is now living in Brazil, happy with Maryse and working for the very Clave that had turned its back on him when he got turned into a werewolf, but hey he’s a Shadowhunter now so they take him back and hey he takes them back to and it’s so much more important to have sex at the beach than to be close to his daughter who lost her memories. Sorry. Salty again.

Alec is somehow now the Inquisitor, the highest position the Clave has to offer, after only one year time. Even if you take the whole homophobia that would have definitely kept him from gaining this much power entirely out of the equation, it is still a ridiculous timeline to consider for a guy in his early twenties. But we see him be happy and successful in Idris, logic doesn’t matter.

Bat and Maia are now together and happy and successful, having taken over a restaurant.

Simon and Jace are now friends and even after a whole year, Jace is still hung up on Clary and apparently stalks her from a distance which Simon, her best and oldest friend, thinks is unhealthy. He’s right, but it also kind of sucks that Simon and Luke have seemingly moved on from Clary.

Clary is now an artist! But she is also miserable because she is all alone and doesn’t remember her life.

In the final shot, we see Jace stalking her art gallery showing, they lock eyes... and her memories come back to her. Making everyone in the audience question why exactly the writers thought it necessary to take them in the first place, because, again, Clary is the freaking main character of this show and goodness gracious did she deserve better than that ending. But hey! She got her memories back after a year of existential angst, so yay! /s

And that’s it, that’s the whole show. The end.

[rebaobsessivelywrites]

The Son of Wisdom (ch 1)

You can find this entire fic here on AO3.

Fandom: Supernatural (TV)

Entire Fic Description:

Spencer is many things. He's a profiler, an agent, an intellectual. He's a loyal friend, and a loving son. However he's so much more, as well. He's a warrior, a mage, and a brother. Needless to say, his lives are not meant to mix; he does things no FBI agent should and distances himself the politics of Olympus.

This is a compilation of Spencer Reid's lives as a genius FBI agent and a son of Athena.

Entire Fic Warnings: cannon-typical violence, serial killers (probably), uh... I’ll add as I go...

Chapter word count: 1,605

Chapter warnings: none, I believe. Let me know if I’m wrong.

Summary: Spencer’s no good awful day.

Please read the fic! Next chapter, master list. And let me know if you want to be tagged.

Spencer was not having a very good day. First of all, the team didn’t land back in Virginia until nearly midnight, and he didn’t get back to his apartment until after one in the morning. The case had been a hard one, but Spencer managed to crash after only half an hour of reading. But then he was woken up at six by a poorly timed Iris message from a bunch of his concerned siblings. Why did they wake him up? Well, for one, they had somehow failed to learn that he travels a lot for his job and is frequently around very, very, very ordinary people, so if he can’t receive an Iris message, he is NOT dead. For another, they’re absolutely insane and wake up at the crack of dawn. That’d be fine, but they expect him to wake up that early too!

Honestly, he couldn’t understand their incessant concern. He was 25 years old! It wasn’t like he couldn’t take care of himself; his mother—Athena herself!— taught him how to manipulate the Mist in order to stay at least mostly hidden. He was pretty sure she had done it in deference to his mom, the woman she had loved, who had once been brilliant in many respects (including Mist manipulation), but was no longer sound of mind. And his siblings knew this. Buuut… they ignored it. He supposed it showed how much they cared.

But it was still really annoying.

Spencer wasn’t complaining—not really. He loved having a family. His ‘father’ had abandoned him and his mom when he was quite small, and he had believed for years (exactly four years, three months, and six days) that they were alone. However, following his graduation from high school at the age of 12, he started to spend his summers at a camp. A camp in New York.

No one knew; there was no record of it. As far as his universities knew, and as far as the Bureau knows, he spent his summers at home with his mom— supporting her and taking online or take-home courses.

But really, that’s another story.

Anyway, Spencer had decided it wasn’t worth it to attempt an extra hour of rest following the conversation with his concerned siblings, and read until his normal wake-up time. Regardless, he found himself headed out for work on a total of four and a half hours of sleep. As such, he stopped to arm himself with a large coffee, even though he had to buy twice (he spilled the first one all over another coffee shop customer).

The bus ride to the shop was crowded, and he was certain the subway ride to work would be worse, but he was still looking forward to a slow day in the office. Spencer was determined to bury himself in files. As he strolled down the street, he pictured Derek’s reaction if he were to say he was looking forward to paperwork and chuckled to himself. It’d be good to see his best friend and have a few laughs after the case they’d just finished.

But, of course, it didn’t work out like that.

When Spencer turned the corner from the little coffee shop, he was confronted with the unpleasant sight of three empousai.  For a moment he held his breath and attempted to continue on his way, but it was in vain; their eyes quickly became locked upon him. This was the last thing he needed today. But, regardless, he knew they wouldn’t leave him alone. As such, he settled for huffing a sigh and ducking into the next alley. As he went, he twisted the Mist to ensure their privacy.

The three lop-sided monsters were right behind him, practically drooling. The two closest to him appeared to be seeing red, however the third—who was hanging back—frowned and looked him over. She seemed to be making note of his age and having second thoughts.

“You smell delicious, wisdom-boy,” one of them hissed.

The one standing next to her grinned, “We ate —I mean, met— a guy just like you only a week ago! Didn’t we, Shannon?”

The first one nodded vigorously, “He was so… sweet.”

Spencer wasn’t impressed. It was the same dance, over and over.

“I would really appreciate it if you’d avoid spilling my coffee,” Spencer commented, “I already did that today.”

This is why he hated monsters.

“Of course, sweetheart, we wouldn’t dream of it!” the one who had slipped up and said ‘ate’ reassured him.

It wasn’t because they were slimy, bloodthirsty, no-good killers, who hunted people like him.

“Right!” the one called Shannon jumped in, “Aly here will totally hold it for you.”

No. That was why they were the scum of the earth (as only Tartarus-spawn could be), but it wasn’t why he hated them.

He raised his eyebrows at them and pointedly set his coffee down on a nearby dumpster.

“Hey, guys?” The third posited hesitantly, “Maybe we should let him go. I mean—”

Aly whipped around and hissed at her, “Are you crazy?”

The third shifted uncomfortably, “He’s just older than… And I mean, that means he’s more experienced. Right?”

Shannon snarled, her face contorting unnaturally for a human, “Shut up.”

Aly, meanwhile, redirected her attention to Spencer, “So what do you say, wisdom-boy?”

Shannon mirrored her smile, “Up for a little fun?”

Spencer couldn’t help rolling his eyes. How stupid did they think he was? Did they think he had lived under a rock for his entire life? Their charm was clearly not working, and he could definitely see them for what they were—ugly and mismatched with human, animal, and robot characteristics.

Seemingly satisfied with... whatever they were trying to do, they began to surround him, corner him. The third, as yet unnamed, empousa hung back, however, still eyeing him suspiciously. Shannon entered arms reach, and Aly smiled… and Spencer decided he had enough data.

“You know,” he started suddenly, shocking the monsters into pausing their advance, “based on the sixty-eight empousa encounters I’ve had—including this one, which takes the total number of empousai I’ve met to 149, with an average of 2.2 empousai per encounter—I have yet to experience more than three conversations with an empousa?”

As expected, the trio stared back blankly at him, their stances becoming lax in their confusion.

“And by that I don’t mean I’ve only spoken to three empousai, because I’ve actually spoken to all but one group of empousai I’ve ever met. What I mean is that out of all of those sixty-six—or, including this one, sixty-seven— conversations, there have only been three basic variations.”

Aly’s mouth crept open, giving her a slack-jawed look, while Shannon stared at him like he was speaking in Latin. The one in the back looked like she was about to bolt at any moment.

“The first variation is a clean, and sometimes elaborate, deception, mildly convincing with a back-story of some sort, meant to coerce me into a favorable situation for feeding. The second is a slightly messier deception, with clear references to my… impending death. The third, which is the most rare, happens when an empousa notices how old I am and recognizes the fact that I have likely done all of this many times before.”

By this point, all three of them were looking skittish, and the third was backing away slowly. With a twist of the Mist, she found herself stuck in place. She let out a brief squeak before falling silent, eyes wide.

Spencer smiled and reached into his ever-present satchel, withdrawing his celestial bronze blade, “At this point in the conversation, 69% of empousai in the groups I have done this with attempt to flee—”

Aly took a step back, eyes just as wide as the third’s, but Shannon leapt forward with a furious hiss. Anticipating something of the sort, Spencer ducked easily out of the way before coming around with his sword and effortlessly turning her to dust.

Spencer gave a weak cough and waved the fine, sticky, monster debris away from his face. He then turned to the remaining two, smiled, and continued what he had been saying, as though nothing had happened, “Of the remaining 31%, 21% fly into a rage and attack, 9% attack in a more orderly fashion, and 1% attempt to continue their deception anyway.”

Aly turned to flee and found the third empousa stuck in place just behind her. Spencer stepped forward and took his opening. They both joined their friend within a few seconds.

Sometimes he felt bad about killing monsters, but then he reminded himself that they were simply back in Tartarus and would get a chance at life again soon enough. Demigods didn’t get that chance, so how could he let a monster go with a clear conscience? Better to kill each one you meet than find out later that a friend or sibling was killed by a monster you let go.

Spencer huffed a sigh and brushed his clothes off as best he could, still holding his compacted sword.

See, he hated monsters because they were utterly predictable. They repeated the same scenarios over and over again, never seeming to learn or show any sort of spontaneity. And worst of all, death was never permanent for them. They got a “get out of hell free card” every time they got plopped back in Tartarus.

It wasn’t fair. But, if there was one thing life had taught Spencer Reid, son of Diana Reid and the Greek goddess of wisdom and war, it was that nothing was fair.