provokedgoalie · 2 years ago
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ok but jason momoa with fangs 👀 I am frothing at the mouth
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heavysighing-dreamyeyes · 3 months ago
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Instinct 
Beast World!AU- If you know nothing about Beast World, that is okay! This is essentially Werewolf!Jason Todd. I don't think I've written something like this before, so if it's bad, it was still fun to try and write. Honestly, this is kinda practice for when October rolls around because I have ideas. ~1.3k words
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Jason Todd knows he should be in this cage. He's not quite himself, claws where there should be fingers and fangs where there used to be teeth. He's faster, stronger, larger. His senses are sharper. His body tends to react on instinct before he really knows what he's doing. 
So, yes, being behind six inches of polycarbonate ballistic glass in the Batcave is probably a good idea. 
If he could still speak, he'd tell you how good it is to see you everyday. Something about seeing you work around the Batcave on a cure, seeing you sit outside his cage and talk to him, is calming. He misses being able to answer you, misses being able to touch you, but it's still nice to hear your voice. 
It keeps him from pacing along the walls or scratching at what's left of the bedding. 
He's watching you now, head resting on his hands- uh, paws, now- as you push food for him through the small opening in his cell. 
He is hungry. He always seems to be hungry. There's an itch under his skin for something more, to be back in the streets of Gotham with blood on his muzzle. You always seem to make that feeling go away. He tracks you as you smile at him and turn to leave. He just needs to have you in his vision. There's no explanation other than this situation is better when you're here, when you're focused on him. 
He knows your smell, your scent, even through the glass separating him from the outside world, he knows. Jason has trouble, sometimes, remembering how he knows you. Whatever's made him sick, made him this thing, messes with his thoughts. But even his base instincts know you're special, something to be kept close. 
It doesn't really matter what you are to each other, he knows enough. How could he ever forget the feeling of you in his arms? Every memory of you is ingrained in every cell of his body; he just knows. Knows how you look when you laugh, how your tears feel against the pads of his thumbs. 
So even if the details come and go, you're a constant. The only reason he's even putting up with this cage. 
His ears perk up when Dick comes into view. He lets out a huff at the wave Dick gives him, and turns his focus back to you.
Jason doesn't really listen to what you're talking about, processing words isn't as easy as it used to be, but he lifts his head when Dick leads you down to the training mats.
The fur on the back of his neck raises when you start throwing punches at each other. 'Training. It's just training,' he tells himself. But all rational thought flies out the window when you hit the ground. He slams into the glass. Slams into it again as it cracks. Rams his body into the glass a third time as it finally breaks and splinters around him. 
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You're worried about Jason. Everyone is. Gotham is in chaos, filled with humans turned animals from a disease no one’s figured out how to cure yet. It makes your stomach twist, to see him locked in a cage, unable to voice what he wants or how he's feeling. You spend more time than not in the Batcave now, talking to him, playing music while you work on trying to cure him.
You know Jason's still in there. You can tell in the way he tilts his head at you, barks out laughs at the stories you tell. But you also know he's not all there. 
Sometimes his eyes seem to glow, his gaze will change into something feral as he stalks back and forth. He growls when people get too close to the glass, digs his claws into the fabric littered throughout his cage. 
"You need a break," You look up as Dick's voice cuts into your thoughts.
"I know, but I'm close to something. I can feel it," You tell him, eyes darting to the computer running your latest analysis. 
Dick glances over at the screen, "Looks like you still have some time on that. Why not spar with me? Get some energy out?"
You think on it, then nod, "Yeah, sure."
Dick grins like it's the best thing he heard all day as he leads you down to the training area, "Better not go easy on me." 
You laugh, putting your hands up in a practiced fighting stance, "As long as you don't go easy on me."
Sparring with Dick does actually turn out to be the break you needed. It's almost relaxing to let yourself go on autopilot, dodging his punches and throwing your own in return. 
It happens before you realize, that he's hooked his ankle behind your knee. You hit the mat and exhale sharply, making a face at Dick as he grins down at you. He opens his mouth, probably to throw out some remark about having your head in the game, when the sound of glass shattering makes you whip your head towards Jason's cage. 
Two-hundred plus pounds of fur and sharpened canines are charging at you.
"Shit," Dick says your name, steps in front of you, but it doesn't do any good when Jason snarls and shoves him to the side. 
You barely have time to get a noise out before he's barreled into you, crushing you to his chest and turning to face Dick with a growl.
You sputter out a mouth full of fur, squirming to try and move back. Jason only crouches lower to the ground and holds you tighter. 
"Jason, hey, they're not hurt, okay? We were just sparring. No one's in danger." You hear Dick trying to soothe Jason, but you're more distracted by the rumbling of his chest against your face. 
You push lightly at him, "Jason, it's okay."
He falls quiet. 
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Jason knows you're not hurt. Knows Dick wouldn't actually put you in danger. But that didn't stop him from breaking out of his cell. (He really could have done that at any time, but how else would he see you?) 
He carefully lets go of you, but keeps his body angled between you and Dick. It's not his fault his brain is screaming that you're in danger. That he should killkillkill anything that threatens you. You're not fragile by any means, but you're so precious. He should be protecting you, not separated from your side by glass. 
"Jason," your voice interrupts his thoughts, and he angles his head to look at you. You're sitting down and patting your lap. He tilts his head. "Come here, it's okay."
You sound relaxed, even if your heart rate is elevated, and he finds himself wanting to listen. He drops to the ground, keeping Dick in his line of sight as he rests his head against your legs. 
He notes your hesitation before you start petting his head and scratching his ears. He leans happily into your touch. This is what he was missing. He pushes his head against your stomach, wanting you to keep going. Jason doesn't miss the look you give Dick, or the helpless shrug he offers back. 
It's not like anyone can stop him from being where he wants. He won't let anyone get close enough to sedate him. And he certainly won't go back in a cage now he knows how nice your hand is against his fur. 
No, he'll stay by your side until whatever cure you're working on is done. It'll be nice, he thinks as he cuddles into your side, for both of you. He'll be able to keep you warm, keep you safe. And if there isn't a cure? You'll never have to worry about any of the infected. He won't let anyone near you. 
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daisychains111 · 9 months ago
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incorrect chb camper quotes but it's actually just my sister's quotebook from Twitter
Disclaimer: This post is gonna be LONG AF
Percy: "Ahh, die quieter"
Clarisse to Silena: "Do I look majestic?"
Will: "I live in America. Cultures?... casserole"
Nico: "At-home lobotomy"
Baby Nico to Clarisse: "You look like Harry Potter, You just need a scar black hair, different clothes, and to be a boy. "
Annabeth:"I don't know if I have enough sanity for 2 Holy books"
Leo: "I've seen titties before....not really in person, but yk"
Annabeth: "Do you have ears?"
Jason: "I kinda wanna work at Taco Bell"
Piper: "I've never been passive-aggressive in my life"
Will to Apollo: "There's no batteries in my butt Dad I'm not a robot"
Clarisse: "I'm not upset I don't hold grudges"
Ares to Clarisse: "I don't like your clothes it forces me to look at you"
Frank to Leo: "It's not 'drip' it's stupid"
Travis to the whole Hermes Cabin: "I'm the Rizzington bear... like Paddington bear but Rizz" (after his 1st date with Katie)
Nico: "I love Olive Garden, I wish Italians were real"
Rachel: "Come on, you guys stop trying to cockblock the view"
Katie: "If people can smoke weed in the middle of the day, then I can drink chamomile tea"
Rachel: "You don't want to piss me off I'm witewally a werewolf"
Piper about Jason: "All my friends are boys, and one just died... he would have made a great bridesmaid"
Frank: "I was doing a silly but the funny didn’t land"
Jason: "Why am I white"
Rachel: "I am not a whore, I am a celibate queen!"
Drew: "It's not the fashion statement that you think it is"
Nico about the Ares Cabin: "They're gonna call you a slur, but they're gonna be really nice about it"
Piper to Annabeth: "If we both think it, it's not bitchy"
Grover: "I'm just gonna write a paragraph or two about global warming"
Annabeth"I have like a 7th-grade reading level!!! (this is impressive when you're dyslexic)
Jason: "Dude I love yoga"
Will: "They say that Utah is the promise land"
Kayla: *explains what a text-fic is to grandparents (Apollo)*
Clarisse: "Put that on your Twitter!" *points knife at me*
Travis: "Do you eat?"
Katie: "...um yes?"
Travis: "Oh, I mean do you want to eat." (when he asked Katie out the first time)
Hazel: "That's not gonna change my heart. That's just gonna make me cry!"
Alabaster: "I wanna find someone somewhere to impregnate and then steal the baby......Where's your Twitter, that was kinda funny"
Percy about Leo: "I would spoon that man so hard"
Frank: "The closer I get to nature, the closer I get to being a werewolf"
Apollo: "I feel like Jaba the Hut"
Rachel: "It's because you ate girl dinner"
Apollo (same convo^)"I fell asleep, and I woke up, and I ate a girl dinner, and I didn't feel that good"
Percy: Don't mind me just cleaning the ocean" *hand angrily on hip*
Will to the Stolls: "Although my bellybutton was once my mouth I don't want soda in it!!"
Connor: "Look at how majestic I am"
Clarisse: *gasps* *throws uno cards* "This is communism at its finest, and I hate your life." *Is losing* "All I'm doing is humoring you now. There is no reason for me to play anymore." *throws cards* *again*
Nico: *passes out*
Will: "We need to take you to the doctor like right now."
Nico: "No fireworks are more important than my health"
Leo about Percy: "That's a pretty boy right there... if we were in prison, it's over."
Kayla when Will came out to her: "Slay motherfucker"
Annabeth: "I hope to not run over any old ladies...old men are fair game tho."
Percy: "Main characters get bullied, Jesus....yep!"
Leo: "What if I was an astronaut!!!!"
Travis: "Banana, Banana, Meatball"
Clarisse: "I am going to break your toe shut the hell up"
Katie to Connor: "I hope you get bullied in high school."
Clarisse about Leo: "This guy's a fuckin goober"
Clarisse: "What did you do to your sweatshirt? Did you get hungry?"-Grover: *sighs*
Nyssa (Hephaestus kid) to Leo: "Dont hurt me. I'm Batman!.... You better not tweet that"
Kayla to Apollo: "It's called multi-tasking Apollo! "
Apollo: "It's mother to you"
Clarisse: "I could fight God and win"
Percy: "So you wanna fight rn"
Clarisse: "No, I'm good"
Jason; "You look gang"
Leo: "What? I look gay!?!?!"
Jason: "You look straight, but nice"
Leo: "Oh... thanks!"
Apollo to Rachel"Lie, deny, cry, and for good measure be a raging slut."
Silena: "There's all kinds of nature out here"
Katie: "Live, laugh, love, low iron"
Annabeth to Piper: "Keep backing up...Cuz you have a fear of commitment
Lou Ellen to Katie: "Does your knee affect your shoe size... or are your feet just that small??"
Travis: "The amount of testosterone in me, peanuts are allergic to me!"
Leo: "I'm cracked up on feeling sexy"
Connor to the whole Hermes Cabin: "The "10" of us? our parents sp*rm pets"
Apollo about Athena: "OH gods, a single mom"
Apollo about Kayla's dad: "I cheated on myself with a man"
Malcolm about Athena: "She's a mom boogie woogie woogie"
Nico: "I cried at Chick-fil-A the other day"
Nico: "Live, laugh, lobotomy."
Drew about Thalia: "She has no friends and a dead brother."
Katie: "I wrote fanfiction on my i-pod touch"
Lacy to Leo: "Was it a tech? or was it a human?"
Will: "Live, laugh, love, tampons"
Kayla: "Die, cry, hate, condoms"
Aphrodite to Clarisse: "Do you like being a girl? You just always wear pants"
Percy: "Chill I know how to make conversations I have Rizz"
Will: "What! no! cow!"
Frank: "Fvcking knock it off seriously you guys are acting like children!!"
Travis to Lou Ellen: "Yesss pussy-pop you slayed"
Ashlyn (Hermes kid): "Chick-fil-A is mid, Taco bell is where it's at"
Percy during tlt: "You couldn't even buy a gumball with that shit (drachmas)"
Percy (same convo ^): "A quarter? You could buy a gumball with that shit"
Nico: "Your soul and your money!"
Tyson: "You've seen fishes, fishes move fast"
Leo to Frank: "What the fvck is a kilometer"
Leo making fun of Frank: "Mua ha ha ha I'm Canadian"
Percy: "Jesus didn't give up his life he gave up his weekend"
*as seen at 2am in the Apollo Cabin*
Gracie: "You're discriminating against me"
April (the token straight): "It's cuz she's gay"
Will: "We're all gay."
Nico: You don't have any slurs about you."
Leo: "No because I'm perfect"
this was fun to make lol....there will probably be a part 2 but like far in the future. if you made it this far I love you....also if you don't recognize names it's bc I deep-dived Wiki to find canon names for each cabin.
If y'all want one-shots based on these TELL ME I NEED STUFF TO WRITE ABOUT
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punkeropercyjackson · 7 months ago
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Came up with a Jercy take/au so i remembered those hcs i promised @kitkatperce LMFAO Here you go Sar🤟🏼
Black4Black obviously-Percy's monoracial and Jason's mixed because Sally's afro-dominican third gen inmigrant and the gods are black.Jason's a natural dirty blonde and has brown eyes and lightskin swag /lh
Certified t4t couple.Jason's a wolfgirl turned werewolf-adjacent trans man who's the walking embodiment of positive and healthy masculinity and is fully transitioned with top surgery scars and Percy is a pastel punk trans woman who canonically acts extremely femme eggy so she's a blue hair and pronouns mermaid-esque gamer girl and her new full name,Persephone,was chosen because the og gave her Metamorphose,food that's been blessed by Aphrodite to give the eater their ideal apperance so it's basically hrt for trans people,as a gift and Percy wanted to thank her
Also transhet4transbi demi4demi and autistic4autistic but Percy's got no masking game and Jason's got all of it but he don't play with her ever
They were kinda meant to have a spark in every way-Tons of similarities but a few significant contrasts that don't lead to toxicity but instead them being complimentary and good for eachother,the beef between Zeus and Poseidon and how much Percy fucking despises her dad and Jason wanting to be completely free of Jupiter,Percy's severe older men trauma and Jason's defiement of what men are 'supposed' to be that's influenced by his transmasculinity but also a genuine effort on his part and connection with Percy that women are inherently better caused by the misogyny he also faced pre-egg cracking and even some afterwards from particularly big jerks and Jason being Hazel's pseudo-dad pre-Hoo and Percy being Nico's pseudo-mom before All That Fuckshit.Obviously they're not perfect together based off that last part alone and Jason's mostly a hc but it's certainly better than adultifiying Hazel!!
Percy's tgirl ass was glad to be friends with a guy who was taller than her for once and Jason found her 6' height hot on sight and immediately wanting to shock himself for because JASON THAT'S INNAPPROPRIATE,SHE'S A LADY AND YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HER!!!!!!(There was minus zero nsfw thoughts going on and he's just a prude)
'She's Lois Lane........But with Aquaman's powers.Does that make sense?'-Jason telling Piper about his Percy love epiphany and she rightfully laughed at him for it and he fumed in humiliation
Piper is a false romantic lead but there's no jealousy on Percy part and none on Piper's part either actually because she never actually liked Jason and only used thinking she did as a heterosexual allusion to avoid confronting her internalized lesbophobia(which is the general term for anti-sapphic in case y'all get mad,i know she's canon unlabeled and mspec)and Jason realized he's transhet instead of bi transmasc like he thought and just had envy of Piper's butch swag so they were on great terms afterwards
Huge on physical touch,quality time and words of affirmation.Percy can't keep her hands to herself once she really falls in deep for him and he's loving every second of it but is completely oblivious to the change,they do parallel play on a daily basis but also share a few special interests now thanks to infodumping and participating in them together and they're training partners and aside from direct verbal validation,they also leave sticky notes with sweet messages('Even if you weren't perfect today,you're still my Superman'-Your Blue Kryptonite/'Hey,the sea may not liked to be restrained but i heard she likes this'-Bolt Boy')and talk good things to others even when they're not around
Outcast gf x Popular bf but they cut the bullshit and go straight to best friends with zero judgement and only sunshine and clear rain.Them getting together by Boo would be forced asf so instead they're a Ghostflower situation:Besties with implied subtle crushes > Significant seperation period causes their hearts to grow fonder and they're fullblast soulmates by choice > They settle into it for a long while so they can be a real couple and true true love.This includes Percy having a Jason tributed hairstyle change as she dyes her faded from gray to white streak sky blue and Jason asking for tons of Percy sculptures to be made in her honor and she's as flattered and flustered and teasing about it as Gwen was and Jason has the rizz Miles does too
Back to the Percy older men trauma thing,i think we all picked up on how Weird And Unnecessary Luke is towards her in canon and i won't get into it so it dosen't get triggering but even though he never dated her,his frequent and looming presence combined with his again canon pedophile status to her own best friends(Annabeth and Thalia)and another friend of hers she felt awful for not keeping an eye on(Silena),he left scars on her regarding manhood that only fueled her transfemininity and hatred of the gods and Apollo in particular due to his treatment of the Hunters and 'history'.Jason's entire Percy appeal is despite the looks,he acts nothing like how boys are taught to and punished if they don't and the closest exception is how gentlemanly and chilvarious is he but even then that's black dude swag specifically
Percy is 4d,Jason is 4c.Her usual style is comics!Starfire hair i.e down to her hips and BIG FLOOF,his is shoulder length and his natural very thick curls.They have wash day together and Percy's uses fruity shampoos and gets Jason to do the same and they try out different looks together-Percy's favorites are butterfly locs,a blk version of mermaid waterfall and jumbo ponytail and Jason's are twists,afropuffs and at one point he got an afro fade with a lightning bolt and Petcy damn near forgot how to breathe
Nico's also black(Maria was black-italian)so cute lil found black family sitch.He could NOT stand Jason's ass at first for no reason,he's just a posessive brat over his big sister slash mom but Jason proved himself not too much into it by defeating Cupid before he even got a hint of what he was tryna get out of him and Jason telling him that he only cared Cupid was forcing him into something earned him lifelong trust.They're an official quartet as off Hoo finale and Jason makes regular trips to the Familia Jackson household and they have both quests and normal adventures and they can be found doing just about anything together from wholesome down to earth activities to buck ass wild supernatural shenanigans
Hazel's also a lesbian and pastel goth so her and Jason's semi-normie ass have a lot of fun getting to know eachother again /gen /pos.Naturally they talk about their gfs with Hazel's love life being as Mabel Pines-esque as she is by herself and Jason is goofy black dad from a sitcom-coded and supports her in her nonchalantly macabe nature and you can just feel the rekindled familial love there like you can Nico and Percy and when Jercy finally have their bio kids,Nico and Hazel become the best Tío and Auntie ever
Jason is Percy's All American Boy in a black biracial kinda way and Percy is Jason's Girl Next Door in an afrolatina kinda way
Something something The Man with his head in the clouds and The Mermaid who keeps her head above the water meet where the sky and the sea do and their worlds are forever transformed by it as they become just one united
And since this is a ships trend with me at this point:Jercy-coded images
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ao3feed-brucewayne · 2 months ago
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We all have rolls to play
by grifting_grifter_grifted When Tim Drake accidentally becomes the newest foster child in Wayne Manor, he is determined to get back home before his parents realized how badly he's messed everything up. In a pack, everyone has a roll to play, a job to do; and Tim knows his and he does it well. But its becoming more and more difficult to want to. Words: 2628, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Tim Drake (DCU), Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd Relationships: Tim Drake & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake & Alfred Pennyworth, Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson Additional Tags: Bruce Wayne's C- Parenting, Does he pass Parenting 101? Yes., Does he get to move on to Parenting 102? No., Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Shifters, Pack Dynamics kinda sorta, They are people first and people with wolf powers second, No Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Some of the words are used but no, Spying, Stalking, Children make bad body guards, Jason is alive but still manages to be dead, the wolves keep their clothes on when they shift because there are children in this, I started writing this during the debate because I needed to focus on something cozy, When the parent needs therapy but refuses to go and then raises a bunch of kids who need therapy, Angst, Happy Ending, Canonical Child Abuse, themes of child neglect via https://ift.tt/aUx6DRG
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writtenjewels · 2 years ago
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Monstrous part 5
Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four
Jason didn't think he'd ever see Salim again, only for the vampire to pop back into his life just before the next full moon. He never felt so happy to see anybody. The rest of the pack noticed his good mood when he returned home. Jason couldn't help it: he finally saw Salim again after a month, and they agreed to hunt together tomorrow night.
He hadn't realized vampires could be so shy; Salim certainly hadn't seemed that way before. It was probably just a cultural thing: werewolves didn't have the luxury of modesty. Still, Jason wished it was easier to tell if Salim felt the same way he did on meeting again. A month apart was too damn long. Jason spent a lot of it going through the motions of work, heart aching every night thinking of what Salim might be doing.
His packmates still found it strange that Jason would care about a vampire. How could he trust one of them? How could he stand the smell? So far there was no reason not to trust Salim, and as for the smell... it wasn't that bad.
Jason arrived a little early that night: he was feeling too anxious to wait around. As he undressed he watched the sky waiting for it to get dark enough for Salim to join him. Finally he caught the vampire's scent in the air. A few moments later and Salim was there. The vampire's eyes darted to Jason and then quickly away.
“You, ah, you're already prepared to change. Where do you want me to wait?”
“I don't. That is, you can just stay here.” Jason watched the vampire, a blush spreading over his cheeks. “I want you to stay,” Jason clarified. He was a little disappointed that Salim didn't blush, too, but then remembered that vampires only had blood flow once they ate.
“All right.” Again Salim's eyes slid over Jason only to flit away.
“You don't see naked people a lot,” Jason guessed. “It's kinda unavoidable with werewolves. Sorry if it bugs you.”
“No, I don't, um... I don't mind.” That made Jason feel all warm inside.
“It's nearly time,” he mentioned, a little reluctantly. No matter how many times he changed, it never got any more pleasant. The way his bones stretched and morphed, his vision and hearing changing, fur sprouting all over him, teeth growing and sharpening. It hurt a lot more when he was younger. When he was done, Jason shook himself out with a relieved snort.
“Goodness,” Salim breathed out. “That was more intense than I imagined.” Jason wagged his tail to show he was all right. Salim reached out his hand and Jason licked it. He expected Salim's skin to taste like something dead or rotten but just like the smell, the taste wasn't nearly that bad. Salim kept his fingers close by, hesitantly touching under Jason's jaw. Jason waited to see what the vampire would do next. Encouraged, Salim scratched him and brushed down to his neck.
Oh, that feels nice. Jason wagged his tail happily. He probably could have stayed there letting Salim pet him all night, but the change had also made him hungry. Jason let out a yip and led Salim into the forest.
They went seamlessly back into hunting, each looking out for the other and finding prey the other would enjoy. After a few hours and downed beasts, both were contentedly full. Jason was riding high from it and Salim's presence and tried to grab at the vampire's pant leg.
“What are you doing, Jason?” Jason got his teeth in and pulled hard. “You'll tear that!” Salim protested. Jason let go, only to circle around Salim and tried pulling from the other side. “Are you trying to fight me?” Jason barked and dashed back, going down into a playing position.
Thankfully, Salim understood and made a grab for him. Jason danced back, licking at Salim's fingers as he went around behind the vampire and butted the back of his leg. Salim turned around, all but falling on Jason as he lunged at the werewolf. Jason let out a happy yip and rolled onto his side.
“Do you want me to stay until you change back?” Salim asked. Jason confirmed it with a tail wag but let out a worried noise, pointing his nose up to the sky. “Don't worry, habibi, I'll leave before dawn.”
Jason got back to his feet, lifting on his hind legs to push at Salim. They rolled and took turns grabbing at each other for a bit longer. Soon Jason sensed the night was done. He hurried back to where he left his clothes and started the long process of shifting back. Salim stood nearby the whole time, which made the whole thing a lot better than usual.
“Hurry,” Jason croaked out.
“I'll be back,” Salim promised him. His hand touched Jason's cheek briefly, and then he was off running. Jason waited until Salim was gone from his sight before he dressed.
Maybe tomorrow night he would change in a cave, so Salim wouldn't have to leave at dawn.
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plaindangan · 1 year ago
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Updated Monster Girls List + Compiled All to One
DR1
Kyoko Kirigiri. Costume: Sherlock Holmes. (is it stereotypical? Yes. Is it practical if there is a case needed for her? Also yes.) Monster Girl: Reaper (her whole 'hearing Death' thing she kinda has? At least, I seem to remember her having?)
Sayaka Maizono. Costume - Psychic (had to given her whole esper thing~). Monster Girl: Siren (think the harpy-bird one, instead of the modern mermaid)
Aoi Asahina. Costume: A shark girl (a shark girl with fake teeth and gills drawn at the sides. of her neck) . Monster: Mermaid (if I said anything else I'd be lying to myself).
Sakura Ogami. A princess (Hina rec that she'd look good in it, though she was a bit shy until the end to put it on). Monster: Ogress (it's in her nickname after all~)
Toko Fukawa/Genocide Jack. A box (Byakuya said it as an insult, but she took it to heart) and Freddy Krueger respectively (Jill's choice) Monster: Kuchisake-Onna (her whole 'am I pretty' deal reminded me of Toko's inferiority complex and the fact one of her items that she uses to kill are a pair of scissors, it just seemed to fit
Celestia Ludenberg. Costume/Monster - Vampire Queen (look at her, she's practically living that image right then and there. She even wants vampire butlers. It writes itself~)
Mukuro Ikusaba. Costume: A cheap werewolf cosplay with the eras and tail...that's it (Junko put her on a strict budget). Monster Girl: Werewolf/Hellhound (Moonlights as the former while on Earth, and acts as a vicious Hellhound in the underworld)
Junko Enoshima. Costume: Sexy angel/Goddess (made from the finest clothing she could get). Monster Girl: Devil (I imagine her wings and white robes have been singed black due to her innumerable sins. Shows off her figure more and red skin. Very good at masking her true form and just skirting the line so Hell isn't guaranteed for her for long)
DR2
Chiaki Nanami. Costume: Erika from Pokemon (relates to her sleepiness on a spiritual level). Monster: Ms. Sandman (Giving everyone some good rest~)
Akane Owari. Costume: 'Superhero' (its really just her tying her shirt around her neck as a cape, too poor to afford a proper costume). Monster: Orc (Goes with Sakura being an Ogre and super fitting I feel)
Sonia Nevermind:. Jason Vorhees (her love of serial killers hadh er waiting for this moment) Monster: Fairy Queen (I think it help gives across her regal, enchanting nature...and the looming possibility of her being surprisingly spooky if you look between her layers)
Peko Pekoyama. Costume: Sailor Moon(Lost a bet to Tsumugi). Monster: Guardian Angel (Ironic given she's the guardian to a yakuza, but its fitting)
Mahiru Koizumi. Wendy's Mascot (Also lost a bet to Tsumugi) Monster: Gorgon (Turning people to stone in time is the same taking pictures, right?~)
Ibuki Mioda. Costume: Corpse (the type to lie down on the floor to pretend to be dead) Monster: Banshee (holds cries that shake the heavens and your eardrums)
Hiyoko Saionji. Costume: Demon (be it adorable or sexy if she's in her taller form - it gets her candy). Monster: Pixie (Thought it'd fit better than gremlin after some time passed. Also known for being jerks and dancing so extra points there)
Mikan Tsumiki. Costume/Monster: Mummy (One's a cheap costume that can't cover her thiccness and the other...also can't cover her thickness)
V3
Kaede: Costume: Phantom of the Opera (something I think just works out nicely for her) Monster: Phantom (a benevolent kind that loves playing pranks by haunting the piano she used to play. Or a certain emo. Whichever comes first)
Maki. Costume: Little Red Riding Hood (was running out of time and though to repurpose an old cloak of hers). Monster: Bloody Mary/Maki (call her name three times in that mirror, she doesn't fail to make an impression~)
Miu. Costume: Bunny Girl (she would get defensive and say its a legit costume, but, you know~). Monster: Succubus (not the most competent succubus, but a succubus nonetheless)
Angie. Costume: Nun (always appreciated their aesthetic) Monster: Dryad (Didn't want to outright make her a goddess either, though I do love that HC. Felt a nymph was a nice balance between her being a monster and her usual self of serving a higher power...allegedly~)
Tenko. Costume: Bruce Lee (One of those things that just feels natural) Monster: Amazon (very high potential for defeat by snu-snu)
Himiko. Costume/Monster: Witch (writes itself)
Kirumi. Costume: Undead Bride (another victim of Tsumugi's bets). Monster: Jorogumo (alternates between shapeshifting into forms of a human with minor spider traits to a half woman half spider. Fits well given her whole spider motif on her dress)
Tsumugi. Costume: Isabella from the Promised Neverland (shady host MILF that pretends to be benevolent and is operating a 'show' go brr). Monster: Kitsune (Shapeshifting fox spirit works pretty for her)
DR AE + DR3
Komaru. Costume: Cheap Ghost outfit (unoriginal, but she has a low budget). Monster: Zombie (cue Toko making jokes about her being brainless to the end of time)
Hiroko. Costume: Sexy Delinquent Girl (with a sarashi that barely is covering her chest). Monster; Alien (don't tell Hiro)
Kanon. Costume: Cheerleader (always ready to support her dear Leon and Hiro). Monster: Invisible Man/Girl (if her being a yandere wasn't scary enough~)
Fujiko Yamada (her beta form for this blog). Costume: Dominatrix (knows her reader base and knows them well~) Monster: Imp (has fun thinking of ways of tormenting 'sinners')
Chihaya Fujisaki. Costume: Ochaco Uraraka (matches her boy being Deku). Monster: Frankenstein's Monster (Re-animated and ready to love her cute son forever~)
Saki Maizono (name I gave to scrapped Sayaka Sis). Costume: Hastune Miku (poke fun of Sayaka). Monster: Harpy (Goes with Sayaka)
Older Monaca. Costume: Mage (think a more fancily dressed and taller Himiko). Monster: Lich (As if Pickle Satan needed extra ways to cause havoc)
Older Kotoko. Costume: Knight (pink colored as well to match her theme). Monster: Mimic (While payback entity was good, Mimic covers both her talent and personality too well to pass up)
Chisa. Costume: Fairy Godmother (Always down to make her girls night into the best ever) Monster: Wood Elf (wanted at least one Elf in the mix and Chisa was pretty much the best one that could fit)
Seiko. Costume: Victor Frankenstein (she really isn't used to dress up parties) Monster: Ghoul (inspired by her DR3 hulking out method)
Ruruka. Costume: Elaborate Macaron-themed outfit. Monster: Slime (a honey slime in this case~)
Miaya. Costume: Bunny Girl (...as in dressed in a rabbit onesie, not Miu bunny girl). Monster: Android (Based upon her robotic copy in DR3)
Misc
Kotone Naegi (what I've named Makoto and Komaru's Mom). Costume: Wonder Woman (even if its ill-fitting). Monster: Revenant (Fits with Komaru being a zombie girl)
Natsumi. Costume: Delinquent Girl (stereotypical, but she does admire the aesthetic). Monster: Frost Dragon (Mainly stays as a hybrid between girl and draconic traits.
Sato. Costume: Burger Queen (head about Mahiru being a Wendy's girl and wanted to help in the future teasing). Monster: Lamia (Immune to being petrified and is super close with her).
Ryoko. Costume: N/A (Schoolgirl? But that's her daily outfit. She just forgot it was Halloween). Monster: Fallen Angel (Would be a demon outright if her memory hadn't essentially made her forget she's supposed to be a villain)
Aiko Umesawa. Costume/Monster: Easter Bunny (three bunny girls making things awkward at the party, but at the very least she gets the bunny slot to herself as a monster).
Tsubasa Kami: Costume: Juliet (Fits her couple theme with Taro). Monster: Cupid (Responsible for putting people together~)
Karen Kisaragi: Office Secretary (only slightly different than being a regular one). Monster: Frog Girl (...admittedly more of a 'not quite sure why moment, but just think it fits')
Kotomi Ikuta. Costume: Ringmaster (she organized the party pretty much). Monster: Chimera (I think her being a mix and match monster like this one fits her fiery personality she showed off in the show)
Kiriko Nishizawa: Costume/Monster: Skeletal Girl (Can shift between being a full skeleton to being mostly human looking with some faint bony features, like a slightly sunken in face and hands. Still thicc as Hell in other places)
Suzuko Kashiki. Costume: Tennis Pro (she's probably a sporty girl so wouldn't put it pass her to use her uniform as a costume) Monster: Golem (rock solid in all the right places, and soft in the right areas too!)
Misaki Asano. Costume: Batgirl (don't tease too much for it~). Monster: Neko Girl (...also don't know it just fits her)
Ikue Dogami. Costume. Spy (a dork for those kinds of movies). Monster: Futakuchi-onna (Beware her hair and if it spits out knives)
Mekuru Katsuragi. Costume: Sleeping Beauty (it writes itself). Monster: Baku (pretty much the cutest dream eater you'll ever meet)
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So, you've stated that, contrary to popular opinion, you don't think Batman counts as a Pulp Hero. Which then begets the question, what superheroes DO you think count?
I don’t think “Batman is a pulp hero” is that much of a popular opinion, since the popular opinion regarding pulp heroes is largely that they are just the guys that came before Batman and after Sherlock, which is a very simple and not really inaccurate way of looking at it, even if that obviously leaves out a lot and isn’t how I or others use the term. Batman’s primarily a superhero, the 2nd biggest figurehead of the superhero as a concept, and DC’s even published at least two stories that exist largely to demonstrate that Batman isn’t one but is also totally better than all of them put together, which is part of why I get a little iffed when Batman’s called a pulp hero like he doesn’t have enough going on for him already.
I think Batman (and Superman), James Bond and Star Wars are three very clear examples of fiction that’s inspired by pulp, clearly exists in reference to it, but also clearly belongs to different forms of storytelling and have grown into separate cultural institutions. There’s a very clear point where Batman stopped being a Shadow knock-off and grew into his own character, like there’s a clear point where the pulp sci-fi influence on Star Wars ends, and the paperback heroes were part of what killed the pulps to begin with.
I’ve said before that there isn’t that much of a difference between a superhero and a pulp hero besides the medium they were made for and what the terms imply and the central conceits across the two, and part of that is because, while superhero is a vague term, it still operates by certain rules and definitions and molds, where as pulp hero, when you get down to it, is kinda of a non-sequitur term that only really exists to try and frame the characters of the pulps (from the 1900s to the 1950s) and the like into a similar frame as the superheroes, and that in itself doesn’t really hold up the more you start to pick at it (if we stuck to pulp magazines only, like we should in theory, Green Hornet, Rocketeer, The Spirit, The Phantom, Dick Tracy, Indiana Jones and countless others would not be pulp heroes, for starters, and yet clearly they are popularly considered such).
Still, we have to draw the line at some point, and Batman is one of those points where I think a line needs to be drawn. I don’t think pulp heroes and superheroes are mutually exclusive, but they are not the same thing, and I’d argue much of what truly defines pulp heroes is the ways in which they are not like superheroes, or the heroes that came before them. 
In that regard, the first character to really be both a pulp hero as well as a true superhero, is clearly The Phantom. 
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The Phantom’s status is a complicated one, and the question of whether or not he is the first superhero probably deserves a separate post. The Phantom is essentially a combination of the archetypes embodied by The Shadow and Tarzan, who broke from tradition by wearing a colorful costume and by having adventures in comic strips instead of literature. There’s no standard that defines Batman as a superhero that The Phantom does not meet and then some, and if The Phantom had been created by DC Comics shortly after Superman, if he switched places historically with Batman, he'd be considered just as integral to the whole superhero concept as Batman is, and it probably wouldn't even be that different. Batman was just lucky he got to be there at Superman's side when the superhero was born (well, repackaged and given a fancy new name, mostly)
Sometimes a character’s status in history has less to do with how innovative or popular they were, and more with just being at the right/wrong place at the right/wrong time. Like Golden Bat, the forerunner of all sentai heroes. If he'd been created in America, and was as popular in it as he was in Japan, if he was as instrumental to spawning the existence of a superhero genre and superhero characters as Superman was, he would be pretty indisputably the first superhero. 
But putting that aside, The Phantom provides a very clean, very clear look at what it looks like when you combine pulp heroes and superheroes. He is a pulp hero at his core, but with unique traits that break from tradition and have become common place in superhero stories, who lives in comic strips that are closer to comic books than the pulps that inspired him. You can almost tell exactly where The Shadow and Tarzan end with him, and where Batman and Superman begin. He’s a pure transitional fossil, and that particular combination of Dark Avenger, Jungle Hero and Super Hero rolled into one wouldn’t be seen again until Black Panther.
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There’s a lot of characters across the superhero landscape who tend to be much closer to the pulp heroes than their contemporary superheroes, usually because they are directly referencing the pulps or pulp-adjacent time periods, more often than not specifically because they are referencing The Shadow or Shadow-influenced characters. A lot of public domain superheroes tend to inhabit the same spaces as pulp heroes. There’s a weird line where these characters have so much in common with pulp heroes that they barely even resemble superheroes, but because they live in superhero universes, they cross those lines as well. The Question, for example, is an almost textbook pulp detective, with his mask and odd gadgetry not even being that much more super than something a character like Moon Man or Green Hornet would have, but The Question also sometimes hangs out with the Justice League and gets into multiverse shenanigans.
Marvel’s Night Raven is for all intents and purposes their take on The Shadow as an urban icon of grim justice, except he’s a Marvel character, so naturally he leans heavily on horror and people’s moral failings. And on that note, a lot of Alan Moore’s work on America’s Best Comics, like Tom Strong and Top 10, as well as some of his other projects like V For Vendetta (he named The Shadow as one of the major inspirations for the central character) and League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, also goes strongly into pulp material as well as his work on superheroes. DC’s Wild Dog was literally conceived by his creator as a modern Shadow, with the caveat, in his own words, being “today, if you want to strike fear into people's hearts, don't dress like the Shadow, dress like Jason!”. And Spider-Man Noir has gradually become Marvel’s most popular equivalent to a pulp hero, with Into The Spiderverse going fully into the idea by giving him a trenchcoat and fedora and over-the-top dark mannerisms and lines courtesy of Nick Cage. 
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One character I think serves as one of the most prominent examples of a true combination between a pulp hero and a super hero is Moon Knight, a character that used to be derogatorily known as Marvel’s Batman but thankfully has been receiving greater appreciation recently, partially thanks to dedicated memes and a greater usage in comics. Doug Moench infused Moon Knight with a lot of similarities to The Shadow, as @orionstarb0y lists here, and one time he even tried out ripping one of The Shadow’s catchphrases 
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Moon Knight is a character who has sort of straddled lines as the years went by, from his first appearence as an antagonist in Werewolf by Night, to solo outings trying to carve out a niche for himself, to brief and lame attempts to really make him Marvel’s Batman, to excellent runs that took the character down to the gritty bones of his archetype, and everything in between. Moon Knight’s superpower is that his brain is supernaturally batshit, and just how batshit and supernatural he is varies depending on the story. Sometimes he’s just a guy with too much money and training who has to contend with his own demons, and sometimes the moon god he serves gives him enough superpowers to fight an Avenger for a week. Sometimes he rips people’s nipples off, sometimes he practices poses in front of the mirror, and sometimes he goes fishing with his split personalities. It’s that kind of variety show weirdness that ultimately makes me consider Moon Knight a pulp hero-super hero hybrid, traits from both remixed together in a interesting, if inconsistent, new package. 
Superheroes have become such an omnipresent aspect of pop culture over the past decades that pretty much every modern character that could reasonably be considered a pulp hero also has aspects that cross over into superheroics, with the few examples that are more “true-to-text” consisting of smaller scale characters like Lavender Jack or Grendel. I’d argue it’s not so much the definitions themselves that matter, so much as whether interesting things are done when playing around with the archetypes. That’s ultimately what’s always going to be what makes or break a successful example of pulp hero or superhero, or everything in between. 
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quakywakey · 4 years ago
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Late Bbrae Valentines Quickie, I don’t like the name but screw it!
This takes place in a fantasy AU where Gar is a nomadic bard who was bitten by a unique werewolf and Rachel is travelling sorceress who protects villages from supernatural threats.
The pair walked through the dirt path. Dodging the puddles of muddy water formed by the rain filling light craters in the ground. Rachel Roth held an umbrella, the water sliding down the black pettle-shaped fringes. Garfield Logan walked ahead, lightly swinging the picnic basket in his hand, unphased by the rain seeping through the crevices in the endless trees. He welcomed the weather, sticking his tongue out to try and catch a stray drop, Rachel scoffed at his youth.
Though she mocked his childish sensibilities, colouring them as nieve or immature, she often found endearment in his optimistic view of the world. Despite the hardships, heartbreaks and betrayals, he still took it upon himself to crack jokes and be friendly to everyone he came across. She envied that almost as much as his height, which drawfed her stature of a humble five feet.
“Where are we going exactly?” Rachel asked, wary of any surprises he had in store for her.
He answered, unsurprisingly with “You’ll see.” Which only pushed her curiosity further. He continued along the path before stopping by a thick tree with a wooden ladder hanging off it, held together by ropes. “Oh, I’ve missed this place.” He reviled in the nostalgia before urging her to come over and grabbing on the ladder, beginning his climb.
Rachel, clutched the ladder and felt an alarming strech of rope. She felt it safer to float to wherever the ladder led. She rested the umbrella coyly on her shoulder as the ends of her coat felt the light gush of upward wind. She peared upward, looking at the destination. It was a treehouse.
The house looked to be unkept at best, with crooked angles that gave it a rhombus shape and planks overlapping other planks for the sake of patching holes. She slowly lowered onto the ledge that stood before the doorway. Peering to a poorly painted sign above she read ‘Gar and Jason’s Super Cool Treehouse!’ She squinted at the ‘and Jason’s’, he didn’t mean-
“Were you scared of the ladder?” Gar said with a grin as he climbed the last few steps of the ladder.
“You never told me you knew Jason before joining the guild.”
“Yeah, we met when we were kids, I was with the Doom Patrol guild and he was a stowaway with the batclan. Us two bonded over both being the runts of our respective litters. We built this treehouse as a place of our own, but I sorta left it behind when he...” Rachel laid her hand on his shoulder, carrying a look of empathy.
“Let’s get out of the cold ok?” She said with a reassuring smile that made his heart melt.
The inside with small, but the two boys had managed to fit everything they wanted into it. Various recycled items remade into crude suits of armour, old picture books, a table with cushions around it, and a bed with a blockade of pillows in the middle which Gar explained as their ‘Friendship barrier’.
Gar thumped the basket into the table, urging Rachel to sit on one of the cushions. She chose to move her cushion next to Gar. “So what did you pack?” Gar asked.
When they planned hangouts, it would always be equal input. If they ate out, split the cheque, if one brought the food, the other chooses the place. “Just some noodles, Vic helped me cook them.”
“And by that you mean he helped you make sure the kitchen and/or food didn’t explode?”
“Yeah... that.” Rachel was never a chef, unlike Gar, she was never taught how to cook. Something that became very apparent to Gar when they started travelling together with Victor Stone. Rachel grabbed the two bowls of noodles, kept warm by some contained fire-magic courtesy of Kory Anders. Rachel watched Gar anticipating his reaction, to her relief he gave a happy grin when the spoon met his tongue.
“Wow, Rae this is really good!” He exclaimed before slurping the leftover sting of noodle into his mouth.
“D-don’t sound so surprised.” She played off her blushing with a sarcastic retort.
When the bowls were empty and Rachel had finished teasing Gar about all the old pictures, they were sitting by the window on his old bed. They peered out the window, watching the rain escalate further in a graceful collision course with the ground. Gar swung his eyes to their hands, Rachel rested hers flat while he did the same. Gar itched his hand closer, it slowly crawling closer in increments. Rachel quickly gripped his hand, Gar’s face burning red from the sudden move. He looked into her eyes, finding a purple ocean in her irises. “...R-rachel?” He stuttered, the confident, charismatic facade faded. All he was then was a boy, a boy who wanted to kiss the pretty girl holding his hand.
“Yeah?” She said, equally nervous.
“I uh...” His heart began to race as his eyes moved to her lips. “I kinda want to-“
“C’mon, spit it out.” She smirked, hoping that he was asking what she thought he was asking.
“I want to... kiss you.” Gar hid his face, embarrassed by his words. Rachel felt a heavy pounding in her chest in the uttering of those words.
“I... do to.” She looked down, staring at their hands intertwined.
“Cool! Yeah, uh- ok... I’m just gonna...” his voice tappered as he leaned in. She followed, closing her eyes.
Gar chuckled, “Y’know this would usually be the time Vic interupts and kills the moment completel-“ Rachel gripped his shirt pulling him towards her, forcing the gap between them to close. As she kissed him, she felt a burst of hot flame erupting from her chest, before it simmered to the slow burning of a candle. He was initially startled but like her, felt a simmer and calm. It just felt right. He held her close, his free hand wrapping around her.
As the kiss ended they sat there, stunned. “Woah...” Gar muttered, before looking out the window again. Silence emerged between them, but not an awkward one, it was a silence that indicated unspoken words between them. Gar wrapped his arms around Rachel, she leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder.
“Gar?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you remember how we get home?”
“... Uh- we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.”
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goliath-de-senfina-sango · 5 years ago
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Danny personally felt that he was well within his rights to be a bit weirded out by what was going on.  He was on his way to school, getting interrupted by some half-formed spider ghost with threads all over the place that he had to dodge out of the way of before he could even get close to shooting it, Tucker was freaking out and Sam was doing her best to shoot away the webs that Danny actually got caught in.  It took quite a bit of time to squish much of the bug and then get it in the thermos.  During this time, Danny got hit by its pincers and bitten, and the wound was exposed and dripping ectoplasm and some thick purple goop that he assumed was venom.   Things were the standard amount of bad.
The unusual thing was when a ghost with blue skin, pink eyes, and rippling hair that shifted colors between red, yellow and orange flew up to him and gently grabbed his arm.  And then he pulled out a cotton ball from his pocket and started dabbing Danny’s wound.  “Yikes, this is a nasty bite.  You’re Danny Phantom, right?  The bridge spirit?”
“Uh,” Danny looked down at his friends, who shrugged, weapons trained on the newcomer.  “Yeah, I’m the halfa Danny Phantom.”  The guy snorted and Danny scowled.  “What’s so funny?”
“Halfa sounds like something my son would’ve called it when he was 7.”  Once the cotton ball was soaked through it was put in a ziplock that vanished off to somewhere and a water bottle was poured over it instead, followed by a cloth.  “I’m Dr. Jason Pace.  Nice to meet you.”
Danny stared at the man while he cleaned his cut with wide eyes.  “There are ghost doctors?”  It felt like a dumb question, doctors died as much as anyone else, but with all the violent ghosts that came through it was weird to see someone who specialized in helping people.
“Death is hardly enough to keep a medic from helping people who need attention,” Jason said with a chuckle.  “When I woke up in the Infinite Realms I met this big burly werewolf in a hoodie who said he was here to take me where I’m supposed to go but he got to me late, and I thought ‘wow, psychopomps are real and they can be behind schedule.’”
“Did.  Did this werewolf happen to speak Esperanto?”
“Yeah, said his name is Wulf.  I told him that wasn’t very original and he agreed.  Then I told him that I needed to see my husband and he cut open a hole back to the living realm about two weeks after my death, and after a very passionate and emotional night, I headed back into work and just sorta.  Kept doing what I do.”  He hummed, holding up the cloth and setting it on fire before tossing it behind him, where Danny watched it turn to ashes before it made it five feet above the ground. He swiped the purple goop with a q-tip, and then a bunch of vials of glowing liquid appeared from thin air, spinning around him in a lazy orbit.  “Poisonous and venomous ghost animals are horrors and ecto entomologists can kiss my ass if they wanna preach about preserving species.”
“What… are you doing?”
“Ah that’s what it is- you’re going to feel numb in a couple of seconds, which is perfectly normal, but then your core will start to go … well let’s just say I’m glad I got to you in time.”  One of the vials stopped, the swab burned up like the cloth, and a syringe was put into play.  “This is an antivenom.  Please don’t squirm, or this will hurt more.”  Jason pressed the needle over where a vein should’ve been, and Danny hissed at the sharp prick of pain.  Then a lollipop of all things was presented to him.  “Hope you like blueberry.”
“So, what I’m gathering is that you just wanna treat people and you came up to me cause I got bit by a spider.  I don’t remember my folks ranting about a doctor ghost tricking the people at the hospital into dastardly plans so I’m gonna guess you’re not from around here.”
“Oh, this isn’t why I came to your town of course, but yeah this is the thing I’m gonna be doing.”  The syringe needle, once removed, was disintegrated like the rest, and a bandage was stuck on Danny’s arm before his suit could reform around it.  “You should be good… and don’t worry, I don’t mess with people’s heads.  I just help people.  And yes, I know how to help bridge spirits like yourself.”  He held out a business card and gave a two-fingered salute.  “Give that a little charge if you need me.  Bye!”
They watched Jason fade from sight and Danny stared at where he’d been with wide eyes, blinking rapidly.  “What the f-”
“We need to get to school!”  Sam shouted, drawing his attention down to his best friends.  Danny dove down and scooped them both up, turning invisible and flying toward the school.  “Oh, wow, ok.”
“So that was weird, right?”
“That was really fuckin weird, yeah,” Tucker said.  “I guess it makes sense that there’d be ghost doctors, hospitals are the evilest places.”
“I’m glad he’s here,” Sam said.  “Maybe he’ll be able to help you keep up with your habit of crashing into things.”
“I don’t have a habit thank you. My enemies have a habit of yeeting me into things.  There’s a difference.”
“You can turn intangible and go through things instead of slamming into them so.”  After that fun and lovely argument, Danny almost forgot the weirdness of Dr. Pace.
 That is until Lancer introduced the class to a very tall boy with brown hair, tan, freckled skin, and pink eyes.  Pink eyes that were glowing ever so softly. “Hello class, this is Kyle Pace. He’s an exchange student from Pittsburg.”
“Hey there,” Kyle said with a wave, smiling wide enough that everyone could see his canines were much longer and too pointy to be human.  “My last school was Three Rivers so uh I’m kinda not used to this kinda school, so if I’m weird I’m sorry about that.”
“Not a problem, Kyle.”  Lancer patted the large boy on the back.  “Your classmates will be doing their best to help you adjust, I’m sure.”  No one missed the look Lancer gave them, and no one even really considered caring.  Danny, Sam and Tucker were all staring at Kyle with varying degrees of subtly. “There’s a seat between Danny Fenton and Dash Baxter over there, Mr. Pace.  I’ll make sure you get a study guide to catch you up on where we are.”
Kyle nodded and plopped down in his seat, bookbag set down next to him, and the class moved on as though this were normal.  Well, Wes was fuming at the back of the class but no one paid him any attention.  He looked like he was paying attention, and after a while, Danny decided he should do the same, but the glow in Kyle’s eyes and the way Danny’s ghost sense was stuck in his throat, almost alerting him to a ghost but not, messed up his focus even worse than a regular old attack.
When Lunch rolled around, they had a chance to actually talk about it.  “So uh, when Dr. Pace said he had a kid,” Tucker said, “Do you think he meant like after he died?”
“My ghost sense says yes, which is gross to think about, but also kind of an existential crisis going on.”  Danny pushed his food around on his platter, staring at it and through it.  “How the fuck does that even work?”
“Well if Box Lunch,” Sam said with a shudder, “Can exist then maybe… what did he call it?  Bridge Spirits?  Maybe they can happen, ya know, naturally?”
“This validates everyone who wants to fuck Phantom,” Tucker said with a mouth full of meatloaf from home.  Danny punched his arm without looking and took satisfaction in his yelp.  “I’m just sayin.”
“Swallow first, and then - novel idea - don’t say it.”
“I saw him leave algebra with Dash and Dash’s hair isn’t looking so perfectly combed right now,” Tucker said anyway, earning a kick in the shins from Sam.
Danny groaned.  “Can we talk about something else?”
The universe did not agree with their subject of discussion moving away from Kyle, however, as he strode over to their table and plopped down next to Danny.  He had a lunch box filled with clearly homemade food that looked like it was cooked by a chef compared to the lunch meat on Danny’s platter.  He tossed an arm around Danny’s shoulders and gave them all a cheerful, “Hey there!  How’re you guys doing?  I saw your spider backpack and I know appearances aren’t everything but,” he pointed at Sam with a lazy grin, “do you like snakes?”
“Uh, yes?”  Sam looked between Danny and Kyle, likely assessing how dangerous he might be.  “Just not your kind of snake.”
“Pardon?”
“People who hang out with Dash Baxter tend to be just like him.”  Sam folded her arms and scowled, and Tucker rolled his eyes.   Kyle just frowned and looked over at the A lister table, making eye contact with Dash for a moment.
“Only impression I got outta Dash was attractive when he’s not talking, what kinda guy is he?” Sam was all too eager to share that and so was Tucker.  Danny watched as Kyle’s expression grew darker while staring at Dash, eyes beginning to glow brighter until he turned back to the table and covered Tucker’s mouth.  “Aight, an asshole.  Got it. Y’all know that’s all like, illegal, right?  Someone can record him doing this shit and either call the police or threaten it.”
“I mean, we could but then the other A listers would be out for us,” Danny said.
“I dunno what the A list is supposed to be, but I’m betting it’s something really stupid, and I have ta say: can we talk about snakes now?”  Kyle stuffed food in his mouth, and then the conversation about which snakes were cuter, cooler and more dangerous began.  Danny zoned out, stretching his senses to confirm the current of ecto energy under Kyle’s skin and wondered how to bring that up.
Before Danny could ask Kyle if he was possessed or just Like That, Dash Baxter’s voice caught his ear.  “Hey, Kyle, why’re you hangin out with these losers?  You should-” that was as far as Dash got before a pink bubble appeared around him and Kyle turned around to shove the bubble.  It rolled along the floor until it bumped into the A lister table and then popped, leaving Dash to fumble into his seat.  Then Kyle turned back to the table.
“I really want a pet snake, or like even some fish, but Dad doesn’t trust me and Pop thinks that I should learn to be responsible first before I go asking for a pet.  Like, aren’t parents supposed to use pets as a test of responsibility?”
“Some parents think that,” Sam said, her salad finished and her protein shake almost done, “but it’s unfair to put all that on a kid.”
“So,” Tucker said slowly, “everyone is staring at us and I’m kinda wondering if we’re gonna talk about you putting Dash in gay baby jail.”
“Is that weird?”  Kyle raised a brow, and Danny snorted.  “I just really didn’t wanna talk to him if he’s an asshole like y’all said and the bubble popped pretty quick.”  Kyle looked around at the dead silent cafeteria, and his skin began to glow.  “Why are people starin?”
“Because you just blew your cover, ghost!”  Valerie snarled across the cafeteria, and it exploded into chatter.  Kyle flinched at the noise and a bubble appeared around the table that blocked out the noise.
“What the fuck?  What’s going on?”
“Uh, dude, they don’t know about half ghosts.”
“But you’re a bridge spirit too!”
“They don’t know that!  I’ve got a secret identity to keep!”
“I- wow, ok spider-man.  Alright.”  Kyle took a breath and dropped his shield, floating up above the crowd of teens.  “HEY!”  The crowd when slowly quiet as Kyle waved a glowing hand around to get everyone’s attention.  “MY DUDES!  Thanks. So uh, yeah, I’m not sure what y’all think I am, but I can explain pretty easy.”
“Oh I’m certain you can, ghost, but we’re not interested in your lies!”
“Excuse you, I don’t lie anymore than you do.  Anyway, when a living human and a ghost love each other very much-”
“Are you saying your mom or dad banged a ghost?!”  Dale was always so eloquent, it had Danny wondering how he had such bad grades.
“Yeah,” Kyle shrugged, hands stuffed in his pockets.  “I don’t have a Mom though, Dad and Pop just figured out that ghostly physiology is malleable and they wanted a kid.  I’m done talking about my conception now, cause that’s gross, but like, this is a basic thing to understand.”  Kyle floated back down to his seat and crossed his legs.  “I swear I heard at least five girls around here want to start a family with Phantom, and I just gotta wonder: y’all did know that’s possible right?”
Silence eerie as a horror movie washed over the cafeteria.  People processed what they’d been told and some of their minds tripped over themselves trying to do so.  Kyle turned back to Sam and started complaining about pets while chatter erupted around them all, and Danny slammed his head against the table.
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bunathebunny · 4 years ago
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A few months ago, I stayed in the dorms with some of my classmates and we played Werewolf (the card game) and at the end of the week, when I was riding the bus back home, I came up with some kind of a Werewolf AU with Maribat and the note is rotting in my draft and since I’m cleaning my notes, I guess I’ll just put it here?
Based on card game Werewolves of Miller’s Hollow and took place in a town/city that was the mix of Paris and Gotham or something along that line. We only had twelve people per room so there wren’t much variety and I had to look up some more cards.
Mari was the daughter of bakers and was the little girl when she was younger (Card: Little Girl) and later was the apprentice seer to Fu, working under the alias of Ladybug (Card: Apprentice Seer) and then became the Seer when Fu passed (Card: Seer)
Fu was the Seer and went under the alias of Jade Turtle (Card: Seer) and also mentored Mari until one day, he died and passed the mantle to Mari
The knowledge of the Seer was well-kept and most people didn’t know about who was the Seer so people like Alya looked up to Ladybug as their protector
Luka was the Priest, who also worked in the shadows and cooperated with the Seer and the Witch and since the mantle of the Priest was passed down by his mother, who played the role of the Priestess when she was younger (Card: Priest)
Kagami was the supposed Huntress, which she was trained into by her Mother as the ex-Hunter was a friend of her mother and he chose her to be his legacy but ended up as the Witch as the ex-Witch, a.k.a the lover of the ex-Hunter passed her mantle to her first (Card: Witch)
Chloe wasn’t supposed to get a role but the ex-hunter passed her his role because of the fall out he had with his lover over her choosing Kagami (Card: Hunter)
The system was that Mari would scry and if someone was a wolf, they contacted the Hunter through Kagami, who then passed the info about the wolves’ target to Luka or if the situation was dire, she would cook up a cure or if their target wolf escape, they would try again with Kagami’s poison
Bruce was the Big Bad Wolf a.k.a Alpha Wolf, couldn’t be scried as a wolf by the Seer and working to rule Paris/Gotham by fear (Card: Big Bad Wolf)
Barbara was the Sorcerer, hunting down the Seer and her position was kinda snatched up by herself a.k.a she fought for it from the ex-Sorcerer, who operated outside of Batfam to return the role into the fold as per order from Batman (Card: Sorcerer)
Dick was the Wild Child whose role model - Mary Grayson - died and he became a wolf and was taken in by Bruce who trained him and stuffs (Card: Wild Child)
Jason was the Cursed and became a wolf when he was bitten by Joker - who was the Lone Wolf - and was taken in by Bruce who found him on the streets (Card: Crused)
Cass was the Doppelgänger at first (Card: Doppelgänger) and her father wanted to use her to steal the role of the Big Bad Wolf to get control over the wolves but she broke free and chose the ex-Spellcaster and when Bruce found her, she wanted to help her family and he ordered the ex-Spellcaster executed and Mari and co failed to save him so Cass ended up as the Spellcaster (Card: Spellcaster)
Tim was the Wolf Man while his mother had been a normal werewolf and Bruce took him in when his mother was killed and his father found out and shunned him and his father kinda disappeared too and no one knew why - Jack Drake was executed by the Wolf Man - and was kinda the spy for the Wolves’ faction (Card: Wolf Man)
Stephanie was the Lycan who allied with the wolves because of prejudice she received from being a child of the ex-Wolf Man and Bruce kinda took her in after Tim struck out on his own (Card: Lycan)
Damian was the Wolf Cub because somehow he took after Bruce and not ended up as a vampire like his mother’s side of the family (Card: Wolf Cub)
Alfred was a Minion who worked with Bruce’s parents in the past and raised him and took care of the others (Card: Minion)
And I think that’s it. There are still other characters and I could only write that much on one bus ride before carsickness hit. 
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movienotesbyzawmer · 4 years ago
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October 19, 2020: Friday the 13th
This is happening. I am going to watch the first eight Friday the 13th movies over the next eight evenings.
Am I an idiot. Will I even get through them all. Why.
The earlier movies in the series came out at a time when I was a pre-teen movie fan who really wanted to get past the too-scary barrier and just enjoy horror movies. I think rewatching the first couple on cable back in the early 80s helped me get used to horror movies. But it's not like I ever was a huge fan of, just, straight slasher movies. I'd appreciate the effects and the gore, but I never thought they were excellent movies.
So here we are at the first one, still the most famous one. I remember it well enough that I don't think anything will be scary or surprising, but it's been so long that I suspect it will look very, very dated. Let's pop this sukka in…
Right away we get to hear the familiar "riff" or whatever you want to call this bit in the score that goes CH CH CH CH CH HA HA HA HA HA HA. Good job coming up with that.
So they tell us that it's Camp Crystal Lake in 1958, and we cut between teenage camp leader people doing a singalong and a POV stalkercam creeping around. It really doesn't look like 1958 in any way. But that turns into a POV murdering of two boinking teenagers; definitely owes a debt to Halloween, which came out two years earlier. But that ends with the title of the movie shooting out toward us all and shattering some glass we didn't know was there! Oh mercy what a surprise how will I ever get any sleep.
Ha! A crazy old man jumps in front of the nice girl and be-s all scary at her with the portentous "death curse" warning. Kinda hard to believe this movie came out in the same decade as Blue Velvet, is my comment on its dramatic maturity.
0:12:45 - Kevin Bacon's first appearance! Do people remember that this is one of his earliest roles? Still a couple years after his small role in Animal House though, so he was actually known.
So now we're at the camp and we see the girl who makes it to the end. She's talking to the dude with the mustache who is, what, the owner of the camp? There's a creepy tension maybe because they will want us to suspect he's a bad guy later. Or maybe because awkward exchanges are a consequence of movie budgets being small. But there's also dumb plot exposition about how, okay, fine, she'll stay on the job until Friday but then she has to move to California to pursue her real interests. You know, art drawings!
Ooh, now the first girl, Little Miss Backpack, catches a second ride, but we don't see the driver, it's all POV! She's in trouble, and we don't know who it is! Is it Moustachio? She's on the run through the woods! Limping, oh no! And… SLASH! That's kind of interesting because it was looking like she might be the protagonist. But in the brilliant clarity of this very nice, newly-restored Blu-ray presentation, we see her cruelly dispatched by way of some pretty mediocre gore makeup. Good enough for what must have been a pretty low budget I guess. But hard to believe this came out just one year before An American Werewolf in London.
0:26:20 - "What Do I Do", says the snake-chasing counselor guy. It's a funny delivery! And I actually like some of the angles in this scene.
Now there's this motorcycle cop character who shows up to Be A Cop at them. The actor seems like he's not very experienced, but like he was cast because he has a weird way of talking that was amusing during the casting sessions.
Bah ha ha ha, the weird dude from town is lurking in the pantry! He emerges shockingly to deliver another warning! The only reason that happens is to make us wonder if he is the stalker. "You're doomed! You're all doomed!" Way to embrace that dialogue, buddy.
It's kind of like the director didn't give these counselor actors individual character notes; he just told them all "you are spunky young camp counselors, that's it, that's the direction".
So Kevin Bacon and his girlfriend have repaired to a little cabin so they can Do It, and something that's occurring to me is that, unlike what we're more used to seeing in slasher movies, they aren't focusing on the sexual attractiveness of the females. The guys and the gals are all just kind of good-lookin-enough young adults who are all into each other. I'm going to keep an eye on how this progresses as I get deeper into the series, if I even last the whole eight movies.
Whoa a dude is dead in the bunk above where they're Doing It! We didn't see that guy get killed even, right? He looks enough like another one of the guys that I might not have noticed his character was absent.
The KB death scene I totally remember, and at first it looks quite good and is a good shock! But because this restoration is so clean, you really notice the color difference between where it's KB's head and a fake body getting speared. Other than that, though, that is pretty exquisite horror movie violence, that death.
KB's girlfriend is looking like she's about to get murdered, and while she is in skimpy underwear, I still don't think it's like that to titillate us as much as to make her seem vulnerable. Am I being naïve? Maybe. The rest of the gang is playing strip poker in their quarters, but they're such regular people and not being filmed in any kind of steamy way.
The pace really slowed down after those couple of bloody murders, but audiences at the time were probably pretty shocked by how bloody they were. Both of those deaths were very much in close-up. At this point in the movie, though, there's a more careful suspense. We go back to Moustachio, chatting in a diner, then having car trouble. It's plodding in a way that seems actually pretty smart. I feel suspense building.
0:56:58 - I don’t remember this scene at all… one of the girls is all by herself and she clearly hears someone calling for help. It's not done in a "maybe it's the supernatural echo of the drowning boy's screams" way. It's just a lure. The girl goes outside, someone turns floodlights on… and we cut away just as she's ostensibly about to get all killed up.
So now it's just the short-haired girl and the dark haired guy that didn't die yet. Are they the last ones left? Other than Moustachio? That happened quick!
1:02:10 - First mention of it being Friday the 13th. It's really not significant to the story or to the whole series. They were clearly just stoked that they claimed "Friday the 13th" as a property.
Moustachio just got killed; no violence; it was just so we could see that he recognized the killer. Plus also now we know for sure he's not the killer, even though we figured that because he was off at the diner while killings were happening. Our minds are really spinning trying to solve this diabolical mystery!
I do like how they are drawing out the suspense at this point. Lots of little moments where maybe a lurker is about to get them.
How come people used to make coffee in the exact same was as they make hot cocoa? Just get a mug and put some coffee crystals in there and some sugar, then pour boiling water in there and serve?
Boom! After all that meticulous slow action, dude is dead on the door! Up until this point, the main girl had no idea that actual deaths were going on, and suddenly she's the only one left alive! It is exciting to watch her figure out what she'll do.
What she does first is go all in on blocking one door. It's kind of unintentionally funny, and also maybe that's what any of us would come up with.
In case she wasn't sure if the other gals were still around, a cadaver of one of them is heaved in front of her through a window! Just like that she undoes all her door work because she sees a jeep pull up. Are we supposed to recognize it as Bad Jeep from earlier? I think we are. It's a nice lady, but we are suspicious because Bad Jeep. But why would she throw a girl through a window and then just a few minutes later arrive in a Jeep?
The Jason's Mom actress is awesome, super intense. Only problem is that it's a little hard to believe that she's twenty years on from being a mother of a kid who was at a camp.
The main girl is on the run and found a rifle, and is just like OMG where is ammo, and she looks as desperate as I'd be. This is fine, you guys. Fine work. Fine, fine work.
1:26:40 - We're near the end. The chase devolved into an I-found-you-hiding-in-the-pantry fight. Jason's Mom got laid out on the floor and there was a little blood, so the main girl was like, time to just kneel by a canoe with my back to all of everything. But Mom is there and the fight ends with her being beheaded, because somehow there was a machete there that only the main girl knew about! The machete from the snake incident earlier that was in a totally different place, I guess. So she rewards herself with a midnight canoe ride by herself on the lake, which honestly should have been pretty free of murderers, not that dumb a move.
What is dumb is this ending. She wakes up in the hospital, vocally convinced that The Boy Jason pulled her under, even though she didn't see what happened because he grabbed her from behind. But there were cops there looking right at her at that time, they should have seen. Also, like, so do you slip into a coma when you fall overboard or something? Last time I got fully submerged in water I didn't wake up in the hospital with lots of questions.
So that's that! I watched Friday the 13th and told you what I was thinking as I watched it. It is not without virtues and the Blu-ray transfer looks very nice, but it is a slasher movie whose intended audience is no more nuanced than the undefined blob of camp counselor characters that make up most of the movie.
(next: Friday the 13th Part 2)
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Clextober19: SCREAM
For three years, Lexa had been rewinding Aden's memory.
"Why do we have to keep doing this?" Madi sighed as she looked at her best friends blank expression. She pushed his floppy blonde hair out of his eyes as he stared at the wall in front of him.
"I told you," Lexa says softly. "He can't know you're a witch."
"He keeps figuring it out, though," Madi counters. "Every single time we erase it, he figures it out a different way. Now, he's just losing more memories." Her blue eyes lingered on his face, his blonde mustache that he started growing. At fifteen, Aden still looked like a twelve year old, chubby cheeks and innocent eyes, and he was desperate to look older - hence the tiny patch of hair above his lip. "Soon enough, he's not even going to remember me."
"She's right," Clarke said. She sat next to Madi and slung her arm around her daughter's shoulder. "You never erased my memory."
"Trust me, my parents tried. Many times. You're just remarkably stubborn. I just - I need to keep you safe, Mads."
Clarke pulled Madi into her chest and sighed. "Just for now," she whispered to her daughter.
"Okay," Madi sighed. 
***
Aden rang the bell to the Griffin-Woods home, excited to start the movie marathon he and Madi watched every Friday night. 
Startlingly blue eyes stared up at him, a pretty smile on his best friend's lips. Aden blinked, his hands suddenly getting sweaty at the sight of her. 
"Hey, loser," Madi teased. "You coming in or what?" She asked.
Aden laughed, shouldering past her to get into the house. "Last one to the couch smells like feet!" He called, then raced to the couch in her living room. He leapt over the back and crashed onto the cushions. "Beat ya!" He called out before Madi had even turned from the door.
Madi rolled her eyes and settled onto the floor in front of him.
"I'm just kidding. Come sit up by me." He moved his legs and tugged on Madi's sweater until she relented and moved to the couch with him. "So what do you wanna watch?"
The brunette shrugged.
"Slasher? Freddie? Jason? Killer Clowns? Scream?" He asked. 
Madi laughed. "What is it with you and scary movies lately?" 
Aden shrugged. "I find them funny." He looked at his best friend through the corner of his eyes. "The supernatural doesn't scare me."
"Jason isn't supernatural. He's just a crazy dude."
Aden cleared his throat. "Yeah, we can watch something else. What about a witch movie?"
Madi's cheeks flushed. "Why a witch movie?"
Aden lifted one shoulder and let it drop when he said, "I think they're cool. They're just normal people with like… extra powers."
"They're not normal at all," Madi disagreed. "It's weird, having powers. You're not like everyone else."
"Yeah, you're special. You get to see the world through a totally different lens. Being a human kinda sucks. We're squishy and whiney and usually prone to doing dumb things." Aden pointed to the DVD case in his hand. "Like, always run towards the sound of murder."
"Witches are squishy and they can do a lot of harm to people."
"Or they can save people. Hello, Harry Potter."
"Voldemort."
Aden leaped across the couch to cover Madi's mouth with his hands. "Don't say his name," he hissed. His heart beat unsteadily in his chest.
Madi giggled underneath him, and for the briefest of moments, she thought about what his lips would taste like and if the hair above his lip would tickle. The thought startled her, knocking her stomach into her shoes, and she licked his palm. Aden's nose scrunched up and he pulled away immediately at the wet feel of her tongue, wiping his hand on his pants.
Her cheeks turned bright red, and she tucked her legs underneath herself in the corner of the couch trying to distance herself from the feeling. "Just pick whatever movie you want."
"What about Bewitched?" Aden chewed his lip as he cast a nervous glance at his best friend.
Madi blew a raspberry. "That's like ancient."
"Yeah, but she wiggles her nose," he commented with forced nonchalance. "Seems kinda relevant."
Everything suddenly went eerily silent. Madi swallowed down the knot in her throat and avoided her friend's eye.
"I know you know that I know," Aden said. His brow scrunched and he shook his head. "I mean - I know you're a witch. And I know your Mama's a witch."
Madi hissed, "Aden, stop -," her eyes widened as she looked around, looking to see if her parents were listening. Surely, they'd rewind his mind of tonight and Madi wasn't ready for that again.
"No wait, listen Mads." Aden turned to face his friend fully. "I know. And I know you're going to delete my memory again or whatever it is that you guys do, and that's cool, but just know that I know and I'll always know and I'll always keep it a secret. Clearly, it needs to be since you keep wiping my memory."
"How did you…"
Aden shrugged. "It makes sense. There's pictures of things that we've done together, places we've gone, but when I try to remember them, I can't even recall one single memory of the day. You always have to tell me what happened, and you haven't ever told the same story twice." 
"Your amnesia isn't -,"
"And how you always take the entire week off if you're sick. And how you always make me jump because I'll be sure you aren't around and then you just poof right into existence next to me."
"Yes, but -,"
"And how your Aunt Octavia is never in any pictures I've ever seen. I've even tried to take a selfie with her and she nearly broke my hand. She's a vampire, isn't she? And how defensive you are over what witches actually look like. You even coined witch-ist."
"I didn't coin anything."
"Okay, well, what about that one time I was playing soccer and you were the only person in the stands and I kicked the ball from half-field and it literally spun around all the defenders to end up in the net."
"Physics?" Madi said awkwardly.
"Madi," Aden sighed. "You're going to wipe my memory anyway, you might as well not lie."
Madi sighed and ran her hands down her face. "Fine," she murmured. She looked up into earnest blue eyes and said, "yeah, I'm a witch. My mama, too, and her sister. But aunty Raven and my mom aren't."
"And your aunt Octavia?"
"Vampire."
"Uncle Lincoln?"
"Werewolf."
"Those are real?!" Aden shrieked. Madi cast a wary look at him and Aden cleared his throat. "Those are real?" He hissed.
The brunette nodded, and started playing with the ends of her braids. 
"Okay, wow," Aden said. He ran his hand through his hair and asked, "so can you fly? Do you need a broomstick?"
Madi laughed. "Nope." She wiggled her nose and levitated off the couch a few inches. Aden's eyes widened comically.
"Cool! Do you make potions? Do you have any warts? Can you teleport? Is there a killing spell? Do you need a wand? How come you have to wiggle your nose? Do you wear gowns? Did you have to go to witch school?" He started asked the questions so quickly that Madi couldn't keep up with them to answer.
"Whoa, Aden, holy, wait!" She cried. She laughed at his excitement. "First of all, this isn't Harry Potter. Secondly, I'm a half-witch, so I have my own set of special powers. Each of us are different. My mom's got super athletic/physical stuff and I -,"
"Can talk to animals," Aden supplied.
"You - you know that?"
Aden smirked. "I saw you in the park last week. A wolf came up to you and you followed it. A wolf, Madi. You followed a wolf. Anyway, I followed you."
"Oh," Madi said, a strong swooping feeling in her stomach made her skin hot. "Why would you follow me if there was a wolf?"
"You were talking to it. And then when you found the litter, you talked to them, too. The pups came right up to you. You talked to them like they could understand you, and I just pieced it together."
"You followed me because you thought I was a witch?"
Aden swallows loudly. "Uh, yeah."
"Oh," Madi said, her brow furrowing at the fact that her stomach had dropped unpleasantly. "Right, yeah, well, I can talk to animals."
"That's cool."
"How come you're not more freaked out by this?" Madi asked, diverting the attention away from her disappointment.
Aden shrugged. "You're my best friend. You're important to me, and I just… I want you to know I'm not gonna hurt you. So when you wipe my memory this time you can at least know that you're safe with me."
Madi leaned over and hugged her best friend tightly. "Thanks, Aden."
"Anytime, Mads."
***
"You can't rewind his memory this time," Clarke hissed at her wife. 
They were doing what any good set of parents would do - they were eavesdropping. 
It's not that they meant to, but Aden's voice was changing, and it cracked when he was excited. He spoke with such excitement that both Clarke and Lexa thought it would be safer to know than not know.
"I need to protect Madi," Lexa said sadly. "I don't enjoy doing this. I adore Aden."
"I know you don't, but it doesn't seem to matter anyway. He keeps figuring it out. We've rewound his memory almost thirty times already. Nothing even happened this week and he figured it out. What are you going to do, kill him?"
Lexa opened her mouth only to snap it shut seconds later. She couldn't kill the boy. "What if we move?"
"I will literally kick your ass, Lexa. You're not doing that to Madi. You'd have to rewind to her toddler years and I am not going through the fire burping phase again!"
Lexa slumped into the counter. Clarke stepped into her space, cupping her chin and directing green eyes to meet hers. "Aden's a good kid. He's Madi's best friend. Maybe we should just trust that the universe wants him to know." She pressed a soft kiss to the pouty bottom lip of her wife.
Lexa wrapped her arms around Clarke's waist. "When did you get so wise, Mrs. Griffin-Woods?"
"When I married my best friend." She kissed Lexa's smirking lips and then pulled away. "Let's go talk to them."
***
Madi was in the process of returning Aden to his human form after she had turned him into a desk lamp.
"Whoa," he gasped as his butt landed on the side table. "That was so cool!"
Lexa cleared her throat from the entrance to the living room, and both teenagers froze.
"Looks like you're having fun," she commented. Aden jumped off the table and sat on the couch in a poor attempt to feign innocence.
"Mama wait, I can explain."
Lexa held up her hand to her daughter. "Nope."
Madi looked at Clarke, who just shook her head at her daughter. Lexa took a seat on the arm of the couch next to Madi and Clarke sat beside Aden, her hand running soothingly along his back. "We want to talk to you both," Clarke said.
Aden sighed, his shoulders hunched forward. After a long moment, he said, "Alright, I'm ready." He sat up straight and looked at Madi. "Thanks for being honest with me."
"We're not removing your memories," Lexa said.
Aden gasped at them. "You're - you're not?"
"No, we're actually going to give them back to you, if you want. I'm sorry I took them from you, but I needed to protect my daughter."
Aden shrugged. "That's cool, I get it." He looked at Madi. "I'd protect her, too."
Lexa shared a knowing look with her wife, then turned back to the boy. "Do you want your memories back?"
"You can do that?"
"Yes. It will disrupt the timeline, but it won't make too much of an impact because you continuously figure it out. At least, well, I hope."
"You hope?" Clarke hissed.
"I mean, well, it's not like I ever had to do this before!" Lexa said.
Clarke groaned and ran her hand down her face. "Fucking magical children I have.
"Anyway," Lexa cast a look at her wife before turning back to Aden. "I can, but it's pretty painful. Like, extremely painful, so you need to be sure you want --,"
Aden cut her off, "Yes, I want them. I want to remember."
Lexa nodded and switched seats with Clarke. Clarke took hold of her daughter's sweaty hand, stifling her chuckles. "He'll be okay."
Lexa placed her hands on either side of Aden's head and breathed in deeply, closing her eyes. He followed suit, squeezing his eyes shut tightly. 
She whispered an incantation that wasn't English then released Aden's head.
Nothing happened. Aden opened one eye, and then the other, and then pouted at the ordinary room.
"I don't think anythi -- agghhhhhhhhhh!" He screamed, clutching his head between his hands as the waves of memories were dumped into his subconscious. 
He fell over, his body crumpling to the floor in pain. His head felt like it was being squeezed in a vice. He saw glimpses of fire and ice and blinding, painful lights.
Images flashed before his eyes of all the adventures he and Madi and been on since they became friends on the apple farm. Moments of terror and fun and pre-teen awkwardness, and images of Madi's face and her wiggling nose illuminated his mind.
His body seized and convulsed with the rewiring of his brain, and after a long, long moment, his body went still. 
Madi was beside him instantly. "Aden? Aden?" She asked as she shook him. 
Aden gasped and bolted upright, clutching his head as the visions swam before him. Madi stumbled back, her eyes warily watching her best friend, waiting for him to say something.
"Madi," Aden gasped, eyes landing on his best friend. 
"Hi," she said quietly.
His face broke into a large, beaming grin. "Hey, hi, hello," he laughed at himself. "Holy shit, hi!"
"Do you remember anything?" Madi asked, still wary.
"I remember everything," he cheered, then lunged at her to give a tight hug. 
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praphit · 5 years ago
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BAMFs of 2019
Here's last year’s CHAMP -
THANOS
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(Thanos: ”WTF did you just say?” #Mood)
Let's see if he made it back.
But, first, let’s take a look at some honorable mentions, as well as some people who were trying too hard:
Rey - 
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Of course she is a total BAMF. So, why isn't she on this list? 3 REASONS: 1) She looks like a racist ex that I once dated. How can someone who decided to date you (a black man) be racist? Did y'all see the movie "Get Out"? You didn't know that the story was based off one of my relationships did you? So, yeah, she ain't ever gettin on this list.
2) The force is cheating - their I said it.
3) This last movie sucked. This rap she did didn't help her cause.
ALSO - there’s this - her rapping. I repeat, she ain’t ever getting on this list.
Nic Cage - cuz he's Nic bleepin Cage
Cardi B - cuz she’s Cardi bleepin B
Hooded Justice - if only he had been in more episodes. A black man disguising himself in a hood, as well as white, to fight evil in his neighborhood, that the police force (of which he is a part of) refuses to stop. Hell yeah! I love "Watchmen".
Lupita! - her brilliantly scary performance in "Us" is def BAMF material.
The Rock - honestly, The Rock is so awesome, and has been for so long, that he needs to be extra awesome to make it.
Trying too Hard. Please STOP:
Batwoman -
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I like Ruby, but she's like an elf. She's an elf model. It's not bad to be an elf model, but... If a villain in Gotham, let's say "Bane" 
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has me cornered, and Batwoman shows up to "rescue me", Imma start praying. He'd swing her around by that red hair of hers until her head pops off.
Rambo - He’s like 80! C’mon, Sly. Please STOP.
Dark Phoenix - a movie about her temper tantrum 
Joker -
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 - not with all of that awkward dancing he was doing
NOW, finally, the top Bad Ass Muthas of 2019!
12) Greta - 
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Say what you will about climate change, but you can't deny her passion and dedication, and how inspiring it is (unless you're Prez Trump or Fox News) to see and hear a kid like her do her thing. I admit that her winning the honor of "Person of the Year" is too much. But, we all wish our kids would be this dedicated to what they believe is positive change. Plus, she has a kickass soundtrack. Gets me hyped every time!
11) Dave Chappelle
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Back in the day, comedians used to be brought on stage, tasked with the difficult job of making a room full of different types of people laugh. Now, it's not just about the job of jokes, but you have to do so without offending anyone, and with clean living. When did we start holding a comedian's behavior to a higher standard than we do elected officials? Dave saw this, and kept doing what made him popular anyway. In a world where most comedians are running scared from difficult topics, Dave plunges right in. BAD ASS. 
10) Linda Hamilton - 
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Old as bleep! We have what's-her-face here, 
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who is kinda badass herself, but despite being a badass cyborg (or whatever the hell she is), she still felt the need to ask for help from Linda bleepin Hamilton. LH traded her Hospice bingo card in for some guns and went to town on some machines! It'd be like if your home was being surrounded by aliens, and despite you having some fire power in your home and 911 at your disposal, everyone's first thought is to call grandma. That'd have to be one BAMF of a granny!
9) Masvidal - 
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Allow me to describe this brotha to y'all who might not know.
Some guy was talkin smack to Masvidal, and that guy got kneed in the face by Masvidal (fastest knock out in UFC history = 5 secs). Some guy was arrogant enough to say he was the baddest mofo around, and Masvidal scheduled a fight with this dude for a literal baddest mofo around belt. Plus, that same night of the fight, when he was talking to the media after he had won, he started mocking Conor McGregor, talkin bout Conor don't want none of this. He was talking trash, publicly, about Conor, while people were feeding him pizza. BADASS!
If there is ever a fork in the road, and on one side you see The Rock, Jason Statham, and Will Smith chasing after you, and the other you have Masvidal sitting down, eating a slice of pizza, you had better take your chances with the three action heroes over this BAMF.
8) Nunes - 
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If you don't know who she is, I wouldn't be surprised. The UFC botched her marketing before and after she fought and beat (badly) Ronda Rousey - yeah, RONDA ROUSEY; remember her? Nunes pretty much ended her career.
The UFC was so certain that Ronda was going to win, and so shocked when she lost, that they missed an opp to get behind a fighter who is better than Ronda (though mad respect for Ronda), and is currently holding TWO belts (first woman to do so). ALSO, she's the first openly gay UFC champ in history. She's so sweet too! - well, unless you're locked in the octagon with her, then she turns into a werewolf.
7) MANDO
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I don't know about you, but all of this talk of teamwork from comic book movies can be a bit tiresome. The Avengers, The Justice League, The X-Men. Everybody wants to form a band. What happened to solo acts? What happened to lone rangers? People may say "There's no I in TEAM." Yeah, that's the prob! What about I?! Sometimes, you're Justin Timberlake, and the rest of the group is simply holding you back. That's Mando. He's Disney's updated (non-racist, unless you’re talkin drones) Lone Ranger. He doesn't need teamwork (maybe a weekly cameo, and a baby tag-along, but that's it!). He has beaten up gangs of robots, burnt people up, taken people out Jason Voorhees style, cut people in half, blown people up, blown off heads, BUT because it's Disney, we haven't seen any of that good stuff. He'd be higher on this list if they gave my man an R-rating.
6) Capt Marvel -
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Captain Marvel is definitely the most powerful person on this list. She is probably also the fiercest person on this list. In Endgame, when she saw her black daddy (Nick Fury) on the screen, talkin bout Thanos snapped him away, and then something snapped inside of her, and she said "I'm going to go kill that mofo." The Avengers accompanied her, but I don't think she would have needed their help. She didn't really need their help in the final showdown with Thanos. He threw her aside, but you know she was coming back, until Tony got in her way. She is so fiery that it wouldn't surprise me if in her sequel, she goes back in time in order to rematch Thanos by herself, to prove her dominance. The reason that she's not higher on the list is because she's so damned destructive. She's just like The Hulk in the fact that she shows up to destroy everything. Now, she's a lot more focused than The Hulk, but she's so powerful that she does more damage. And she doesn't have much of a personality (so far), so it's hard to gauge her badassery of attitude, you know?? Like, if you're a villain, and you get in the way of a gorilla, that gorilla will destroy you in a very spectacularly badass way, but... it's a gorilla, you know??
I’M NOT CALLING HER A GORILLA. Don’t go snitching on me to her.
I just don’t know if she’s a hero or simply has anger management issues. Is she badass or too powerful not to do badass things?
Either way, RESPECT... or she'll come for that ass.
TIME FOR A BREAK - 
Let’s break from all of this badassery with some cuteness
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Look how cute it is - I CAN’T TAKE IT!
Ok, back to action.
5) Iron Man - 
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Look, Iron-Man started this shit! Who knows what would have become of the MCU had Robert Downey Jr. blew it. Tony Stark assembled the team (granted, he was partly the reason for the break-up), he gave us Spider-Man (with that suit) (he also gave us Ultron, but let's not get bogged down with details), he held his own against Thanos in "Infinity War",
Dr. Strange thought HIM worthy of saving, and no way time travel would have worked in "Endgame" without him. Plus, in the very end, he out-smarted Thanos, and countered Thanos' one-liner ("I am inevitable.") with his own ("And I... [five minutes later - I swear that's what it felt like] am Iron-Man.").
Paid the ultimate sacrifice. Hell yeah, he's on this list. I felt kinda bad for his wife. After IM3, she was barely around. And when Tony died, she was barely comforted... cuz nobody knew her. Oh, well.. she be aiight.
4) Thanos - 
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This dude saw his demise coming, and still went straight ahead towards the foes who cut his head off. BADASS! He was exceptionally crafty in playing The Avengers and blowing up their base. Then, he was just sitting around waiting for the main Avengers (Capt, Iron, and Fat Thor). He wanted to gloat a bit first. BADASS! And had Gamora not betrayed him, and had given him the gaunlet, he would have beaten The Avengers AGAIN!
He even died with a cool pose (he took a knee and got his "Thinking Man" on). BADASS!
3) Arya Stark - 
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This young lady scared the bleep out of me. She has my fear AND respect. I was actually scared for whomever her current target was... I was like "Run, fool! She gonna get ya! Damn, Arya, you didn't have to do them like that!"
Now, I know I talked about Ruby Rose being a ridiculous choice for Batwoman, but if Arya Stark left on a voyage to Gotham and became Batwoman, I'd buy that. I can see her killing Bane very slowly. This woman is a frickin psychopath, and I love it. She's fearless! She also went up against the top cheese of the white walkers. Y'all remember that badass move she had at the end!
YES! I only wish she had said something cool when she took him out, like... "You've been Starked." No, that's terrible, but something like that. I wish she was the one sitting on the throne, but they... you know... did what they did.
2) Capt America - 
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I think that it's fair to say that Capt America was the rock of The Avengers After the snap, he was the only one to keep his shit together; he actually worked to help others keep their shit together.
Meanwhile, Widow is crying in the dark every night while having a PB sandwich and bourbon dinner. And she just gave up on her hair.
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Thor became an alcoholic.
And you could say Hulk was ok, but... was he?
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I mean, that ain't right. This is avoidance behavior if I've ever seen it.
But, Capt kept it together. Then, that fight with Thanos at the end was one of, if not THE best one on one fight of the series. Using both Thor weapons, meaning he was both badass on a fighting level and a righteousness level - which ain't easy to accomplish. And when he straped tight his shield in that trailer, and gritted his teeth - hell yeah!
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Chills. Capt to Thanos: You motha bleeper"
1) John Wick - 
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Three movies with no time in-between to shower, sleep, take a piss, brush his teeth, NOTHING! His life for the last few years (it seems like) has been running, lurking, hiding, beating ass.. and beating ass some more. Lord knows what this dude's kill count is up to. His nickname is "Baba Yaga" Have y'all seen what the actual Baba Yaga looks like?
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Terrifying. And yet, not as terrifying as John Wick when he's angry at you.
The amount of endurance and focus that has gone into this long stint of murdering (only fueled by rage and a few shots of bourbon from time to time) is uncanny.
In JW3 he makes a guy eat a book (imagine what must be done to a person's jaw for that to happen), he gets shot, stabbed, hit my two cars (seconds within each other)... Nah, y'all ain't hear me! TWO CARS! The people in the cars were trying to kill him! He fought two super ninjas - like IP Man caliber, he beat up an army of soldiers, crawled through a desert, got shot by a friend who betrayed him, fell off of a building (bouncing around a few times before hitting the pavement), and was somehow still good to schedule a fourth movie after all of that - which I assume will pickup right there.
He doesn't have any superpowers (though you wouldn't know), but his tenacity is to be envied, and outdoes everyone else's on this list.
BAMF!!!
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We all have rolls to play
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/aUx6DRG by grifting_grifter_grifted When Tim Drake accidentally becomes the newest foster child in Wayne Manor, he is determined to get back home before his parents realized how badly he's messed everything up. In a pack, everyone has a roll to play, a job to do; and Tim knows his and he does it well. But its becoming more and more difficult to want to. Words: 2628, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Tim Drake (DCU), Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd Relationships: Tim Drake & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake & Alfred Pennyworth, Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson Additional Tags: Bruce Wayne's C- Parenting, Does he pass Parenting 101? Yes., Does he get to move on to Parenting 102? No., Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Shifters, Pack Dynamics kinda sorta, They are people first and people with wolf powers second, No Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Some of the words are used but no, Spying, Stalking, Children make bad body guards, Jason is alive but still manages to be dead, the wolves keep their clothes on when they shift because there are children in this, I started writing this during the debate because I needed to focus on something cozy, When the parent needs therapy but refuses to go and then raises a bunch of kids who need therapy, Angst, Happy Ending, Canonical Child Abuse, themes of child neglect read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/aUx6DRG
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redrobinfection · 5 years ago
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(8) Haunted Woods
SociallyAwkwardFox’s Spooktober - Day 8 “Haunted Woods”
 Steph & Tim | Discussion of StephCass and JayTim | Gen | Silly | Phone Conversation | New for 2019! | Want to write with me? Find the prompt list here!
AN: No capes, Tim and Steph are about 14 here, Jason is 16, and Dick is 18 (he's a senior). Damian is 11. Tim’s parents are still alive and he’s often been invited to hang with the kids at Wayne Manor throughout his childhood. This is generally set in the late 90s-early 00s, because the 90s era of Robin, Spoiler, YJ, and solo Nightwing were the bessssssssst :)
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Tim picked up his cordless phone, dialed a number, then threw himself across his bed and listened as the phone on the other end rings, feet swinging restlessly off the side. He rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling fan turning slowly above him.
"'Yellow?"
"Hey, Steph, it's me."
"Oh, hey, Tim," she replied, voice slightly garbled like she might have food in her mouth. "How'd that haunted house charity thing go?"
"It wasn't really like a house, it was more like a haunted trail-walk thing in the woods between my house and the Waynes', but, yeah, it, um, went okay, I guess."
"That's good. Raised lots of money for the shelter?"
"Yeah, I think it did. More people turned out than we expected."
"Nice! So did you get to spend time with those two Wayne guys you're crushing on? Penis-name guy and, uh, what's his name? Jay, right? That stand for Jacob?"
"Jeez, Steph, the older one is Dick, not 'the penis-name guy'--"
"I dunno, that's close enough."
"--and his brother is Jason."
"Ahh, okay, the ‘Jay’ is for Jason."
Tim rolled his eyes. "Ugh. So... No, I didn’t. Dick and Jay were working the event. They asked all their friends from school and the gymnastics club to come help them play the spooky characters on the trail."
"Oh, nice. What spooky thing were you?"
"I was too young to volunteer, so, instead, I, uh, actually ended up test-walking the trail with Damian."
"Ugh! The demon kid?!"
"He's not that bad."
"Did he try to stab you again?"
"….maybe. Not really. A mechanical pencil doesn't count."
Steph scoffed. "Like I said: spawn of the devil. I'm surprised they didn't want to use him as cast; he'd be a natural!"
"Steph, give him a break. He's only, like, ten and he had a messed up childhood, okay? He's getting better."
"Uh huh...but am I gonna find pencil lead lodged under your skin anywhere if I go looking?"
Tim grimaced and tried not to look at the dark smudge on his arm. "…He will get better. Just give him time."
"Okayyyyy, so moving on: how was it? Did you get scared? Pfft. I can't imagine the little demon baby did."
"No, Damian actually spooked a couple of times, though he tried to play it off as being 'horrified that the performances were so abysmal'; his words, not mine."
"Sounds about right. What about you, shy guy? You get spooked?"
"I mean, those woods are pretty eerie at night and it was definitely creepy having people jump out at us, but I wouldn't say any part of it scared me, per se."
"Mmmmm. So having your two major crushes jump out at you in sexy costumes didn't spook you even a little?"
Tim's face heated. "Well, uh, I mean… they weren't sexy costumes per se…"
"Okay, spill it, Timbo. What were they wearing? Did they try to scare you? What did you say to them?"
"Well, um, Dick was a werewolf and he, uh, I guess tried to jump scare us?"
"…"
Tim sighed and sat up on the bed. "He waited until we walked past, jumped out right behind us, and then growled in our faces when we turned around. He made Damian jump, at least. Except...then Damian jumped behind me and kind of pushed me into him, and Dick stepped on my foot then said, in the softest voice imaginable, 'oh, sorry', so, like...I wasn't really ‘scared’, I was just kind of, uhhh, flustered, I guess?"
Stephanie slapped what sounded like a table, or maybe her desk, with what had to have been her open palm. Repeatedly. "Ahahaha, oh my god, that is perfect!"
"Gee, thanks, Steph," he replied dryly.
"No, I mean, at least he talked to you right?"
"I mean if you can count getting stepped on and whispered at?"
"He got up close and personal with you!"
Tim sighed and shook his head. "Yeah, sure."
"Okay, okay, then what about Jason?" Steph asks excitedly. "What happened with him?"
If Tim's face had been hot before, now it was on fire. "Uhhh…"
"Oooooo, I sense a story here. Spill it!"
"Well, I mean, he wasn't really that scary. Damian just kind of just rolled his eyes at him and went on ahead, leaving me there."
Steph squealed. "Ooooo, so you got some alone time? So what was he? A ghost? A murderer in a hockey mask?"
"Um. Well. Jason was near the end of the trail, hanging around one of the creeping rose trellises in the Wayne gardens. They set up all these fake flickering candles and hung a ton of these big, long cobwebs from the trellis and then had Jason dress up as a Victorian zombie...or something? He didn't really try to jump out as us or anything. I think he was reading when we walked up? He seemed kinda bored, to be honest.
“And, uh, then my glasses kinda got caught in the cobwebs. Jason pretty much just stood there and watched me try to untangle, while they were still on my face, them for, like, thirty seconds, but it kept getting worse and worse until, finally, he walked up to me, very carefully removed my glasses, untangled them, handed them back and then I pretty much ran away in shame," he finishes lamely, squeezing his eyes closed at the memory.
"Whaaaaaaat?! Did you say anything? What did he say back?"
Tim squinted as he tried to remember something beyond the overwhelming embarrassment. "I think I thanked him, maybe? And then he grunted like a zombie and went back to reading. I felt like such a dork."
Steph laughed again. "Ahahahahahah,Tim, that is just too much. Honey, you felt like a dork because you are a dork. The most adorable dork that has ever lived to dork."
"Why did I call you again? I'm hanging up."
"Timmmmmy, nooooo. You're adorkable and that is what I love about you. If Dick and Jason have any sense, then they'll love it too. You just gotta put yourself out there and talk to them more often!"
"Whatever you say, ex-girlfriend."
Steph snapped her fingers, likely trying to point a finger at him through the phone. "Hey. I'm clearly the most qualified person to be saying this stuff; I know better than anyone how awesome you are."
Tim raised his eyebrows, unseen, but clearly heard in his tone as he replied, "And that’s why we broke up?"
Tim could hear Steph's responding eye roll in her voice. "We only broke up because it turned out I'm not bi like you. One of those 'It's not you, it's me' things, right?"
"Sure."
"Heeeey, don't get all down on yourself, okay? Here, this is what we'll do: Cass Wayne and I were planning to go see that new horror flick next Friday--"
"You hate horror movies. I hate horror movies. They freak us out. That was, like, the one thing we always agreed on."
"Shhhhh, all a part of the plan, Timothy," Steph soothed conspiratorily. "See, you'll ask Jason if he wants to come on a double date with us and Cass will totally push him into it, and then at the movie I'll pretend to be scared and grab onto Cass and you can pretend to be scared and grab Jason's hand!"
Tim barked a laugh. "Pretend? Try actual fear."
"Exactly! We'll actually be scared, so our acting will be totally believable!"
"Do you even hear yourself?"
"Come on, it'll be great. We're thinking we'll do an early show to beat the crowds and do a late dinner afterwards to shrug off the lingering creep factor. We were planning on going to that diner you like, the one with the double coffee milkshakes, remember? Whaddya say?"
Tim grimaced. "I dunno…"
"Just imagine: cuddling up to Jason Wayne in a dark theater, sharing a shake and fries afterwards. There are two straws, you accidentally mix them up…"
Tim made a sound of disgust at that horrible cliché of an image. "Okay, okay, stop, fine, I'll do it."
Steph cackled. "Yessssss, this is gonna be great." Abruptly her tone went deadly serious. "You should call Jason right now."
Tim froze. "Uhhhhh, right now?"
"Yes, before you chicken out. Actually, I'm gonna hang up and call Cass. We'll call you back in ten minutes and if you still haven't called Jason and asked by then--Cass will know--then I'm gonna make her make him call you."
"Steph, no…"
"Then call him!"
"Okay, okay, I'm hanging up."
"Yay! Okay, you've got five minutes and then I'm siccing Cass on you guys. Good luck!"
"Wait, you said ten! Steph? Steph?!"
A click and then the dial tone was all that could be heard. Tim flopped over onto his pillow and groaned.
"Well, great. Just… great."
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