#much to be said about what lures people into becoming cops

[mswyrr]

^^ Well said. I delayed reading it because I didn't want to engage with it for a while - and, once I did, even though Collins had earned so much trust from me with her handling of Katniss and Peeta's disabilities, I was still wary. So I actually highlighted every instance where she wasn't writing him according to ableist tropes.

Yes, at 18 he's been shaped by Capitol indoctrination at school and in his family and in the media. He sees with those lenses. They come easily and automatically to him. But he also connects with people as people and realizes - oh, the District kids are just kids?? And they're being starved and hurt? I know what it's like to go hungry... This is wrong. Why should Lucy Gray have to sing just to get food? I'll get her some, even though I don't have enough.

Over and over - but if you stand up for the wrong people, you will be punished. He tries it; he protects Lucy Gray. And then he pays the price and -- somewhere along the way, he doesn't want to pay anymore. He wants to protect his family and be a winner. And you can't be a winner--comfortable and safe and in control--and stand with someone your society has designated to lose. So he chooses.

It's heartbreaking - and it is, sadly, terrifyingly, the kind of choices the majority of people make - his 18-year-old choices, that is. That moment in his life is the perfect one to write about, because it turns the eye of the story on how young people are shaped - but also, at that young stage, he's closer to the common ordinary people in any corrupt society. He's just trying to survive. It's later that his urge to win motivates him to get worse and worse and worse - no longer wanting to protect his family, in fact tossing Tigris aside, *only* wanting to win. Taking pleasure in driving people into the ground.

It takes decades of choices for him to become that person, though. And it is a creation he makes of himself. The younger person is closer to most people though.

For example, I live in a democracy, thankfully. And yet it is so much driven by what Langston Hughes called "the same old stupid plan / Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak." When I walk into work and I see the cops clearing unhoused people from the only homes and safety they have--a process that we know from studies shortens peoples' lives, hurts them emotionally and physically for no gd reason, just cruelty, just greed--living in an encampment near my work - I don't do anything. I'm afraid to. Sure, I try to donate to people who help and write letters and vote... but I don't resist directly. I'd be punished. So there's a little bit of that 18-year-old kid early in the book who knows right and wrong and yet just wants to be safe in me. And I have to wrestle with it. Because I don't want to ever forget that it's a wrestling match. That's when the perverse incentive structure starts to consume you IMO. And most of us live in societies with perverse incentive structures of some kind. Some lure that is offered to us, of feeling better than, of exploiting others, and some threats of punishment too.

To my mind, it's a good story that can make me think of feeling a pang of shame and sadness and then looking away as the cops clear people and remembering that it's a struggle, that I am not simply on the side of angels, that my society is structured around cruelty and greed and it doesn't have to be. It shouldn't be.

re: the use of trauma. I'm interested to see what Viola Davis does with the role and how Dr Gaul is adjusted in the film script - honestly, her apparent flatness was one of the things in the book I thought could be better? And in film reviews I'm reading it seems like they strengthened her. We'll see. I think she's so good at leaning into why all of this is justified because she truly believes it. And she's looking for future leaders who can truly believe it too. And, as much as she and Highbottom apply pressures to shape this youth--including that hilarious imo scene where Coriolanus naively says "people love children"--by the end Coriolanus is writing her letters and offering himself as someone who will fit that shape in order to get the rewards it offers. There's a subtle shift as that happens that is quite nuanced. And, again, focusing on his youth is so powerful because he's a being in formation, a person being created and creating himself as an adult.

There's a *reason* why Collins opens the book with this quote:

“I thought of the promise of virtues which he had displayed on the opening of his existence, and the subsequent blight of all kindly feeling by the loathing and scorn which his protectors had manifested towards him.” — Mary Shelley, Frankenstein, 1818

Though, again, the major shift of Part 3 for me is that he begins to take an active part in forming himself and he is fashioning himself to be a winner, to fit what he believes Dr Gaul and the authorities at the military school want, hoping and fearing that he won't be able to do it so well and desperately happy when the chance at rewards for doing so is still open to him. IMO Part 3 and the Epilogue aren't the end of his journey, they're the death of other possibilities and the birth of who he's choosing to become. And even he can't fully imagine where that will go as the decades pass and the choices mount up.

That is not the kind of quote you use to begin a story about someone who was born evil to begin with. The book takes 528 pages even though it's only about a few months in one 18-year-old's life precisely because it's a carefully drawn and teased out character journey, a corruption arc. As reviewer David Ehrlich put it in his review of the movie:

is Coriolanus embracing his nature or defiling it?

It's supposed to be a question, not a foregone conclusion. And I think the weight of the text itself leans in favor of "defiling" as the answer. Though it can be interpreted multiple ways (as it should be). I think the movie only lines we have from Lucy Gray in the trailer hold true: "there’s a natural goodness born into us all.” But, in one way or another, it doesn’t just stay that way, it’s a struggle. “It’s our life’s work to stay on the right side of that line [between good and evil].”

It’s a little on the nose with the themes, but I’m cool with them having her be so clear about it since apparently it’s not clear in the book I guess????

[iamsherlocked1479]

Chapter 2

A bright light moved its way across your eye site as your vision began to work again, muffled voices began to become more clear as the rigging in your ear ceased.

“Y/n?...y/n can you hear me.” John peared over you shining a torch into your eyes. You groaned, wafting the light out of your face as Greg and John pulled you up.

“18 months you’ve been clean y/n. All down the drain now tell me where did you and Sherlock hide it?” Greg demanded

“Give her a minute, here darling.” Mrs hudson handed you a cup of tea, you gulped it down, sighing as the hot liquid made its way down your throat.

“I told you not to answer that text message.” Mycroft shouted

“Calm down Mycroft.” Mrs hudson defend you

“Oh shut up Mrs hudson.” he snapped.

“Mycroft!” everyone shouted back. He tutted and received into a corner swirling his cane. You turn to Sherlock who looked in a similar condition to you clapping his hands as he jumped from his seat.

“Right, enough of this back to Moriati!” You get up wobbling as you head for the stairs.

“Where are you going?” Mrs hudson asked following you up the stairs.

“Bed” you say struggling up the mountain of stepps. You reach the top greeted by officers and men in black suits searching through the contents of your room. You couldn’t blame Greg. These men were dressed far too smartly. You knew exactly who was behind this invasion.

“Mycroft! Get up here right now!” you shouted turning around bumping into him as he was already there.

“Can I help?” he smirked smugly.

“You can help by getting these nosy fuckers out of my buisness.” you say grabbing a box from one of the men 

“My, my miss y/n. You surely have a temper after you relapse.” he said, taking the wooden box from your hand and inspecting it.

“You sent me that message before I left so you know I wasn't the one who had the drugs.” you say snatching the box back and putting it down.

“I understand, but we both know my brother and how he likes to hide those substances. And you would be the perfect target considering how much interest you show him.” He knew he was pressing buttons. “Come on boys there's nothing here for us.” he leaned closer whispering in your ear “i would back off y/n, my brother is dangerous and it would be a shame to see a young girl like you be hurt in the process.” you clench your fists wondering if you could just push him slightly causing him to sleep down the stairs, wouldn’t that be a sight to see?

“You don't know what you're talking about.” you scowled. He smiled heading down the stairs twirling his cane

“Do I?”. you sigh closing your door trying to organise your upturned room, placing things back on their shelves. You flop on your bed and notice your laptop next to it. 

“You need to go.” Miachel handed Isabella her clothes.

“Why? I want to stay, I want to be with you.” she said, placing her hands softly on his shoulders.

“You don’t know what you want, you don't know what i am.” he said pulling away. “I just tried to kill you and that turned you on?” he yelled

“You turned me on, I know you would never hurt me. I knew you wanted to but you couldn’t.” Isabella yelled back pulling her jumper over her neck. Miachel sighed and frustratedly punched the wall

“You don’t understand izzy, I’m a monster. I lure people in and then I kill them. I lock them up playing mind games on them and then I slowly put them out of their misery. Is that what you want, you want to put out your misery, you want to be torched for the rest of your life knowing you’re in love with a psychopath?!”

“I want you” isabella tried again pulling him in.

“Get out izzy before I hurt you.” Isabella held her ground, sweating as she watched the anger build in michaels eyes. “Get out!” she whimpered at the sound of his voice rushing up the basement stairs and into the street where she was greeted by a cop. 

“Did you get the evidence we needed?” he asked, wrapping a towel around her.

“Yes.” Isabeella shamefully pulled a small microphone fidden from behind her ear recording every moment they had shared together. “I don't think we should act yet, give him time to make his next move.”

You sigh, reading your work confused how a love story had turned to a detective slowly falling in love with a deranged serial killer. You chuckled as you read the description of the first time Isabella had made eyes on Mike, around the time Sherlock had moved in.

“Okay izzy he should be entering the bar right about… Now you see him?” Isabella looked up and saw a tall lean man with dark curls pushed backwards entering the bar. She watched as his smart shirt tightened around his back and chest, his muscular stature trying to break free. His baby blue eyes highlighted in the light of the bar as he strutted over towards her.

Mycroft was right though, Sherlock was dangerous his sociopathic tendencies had often gotten too many people in danger and obviously you, a dumb 24 year old mind had to fall for him. He couldn't have been more than 12 years older than you, you weren’t exactly sure how old he was. Age has never been a problem to you. In Fact you weren't even sure when his birthday was? He had never said anything about it before. He didn't look like the partying type. You stopped worrying about your Sherlock problem and tried to focus on nursing that headache which had made itself more apparent as the evening progressed. You take an ibuprofen and retired for the night hoping tomorrow would be better.

The next morning arrived quickly along with the sound of your alarm blurting out scaring you awake. You sit up and notice the email that highlights the notification bar of your phone

“Please come to my office before our lesson starts, sincerely Prof Tom Hiddleston.” 

Shit he doesn’t know does he? He can't have it wasn’t a big deal they didn’t find anything, just you completely drugged up, shit. He definitely knows.

 You head to the shower contemplating how you would explain that your sociopathic roommate convinced you to take the drug you haven’t touched for 18 months. And then it all started coming back, shit Sherlock knows. Sherlock knows you’re obsessed with him. But then you remembered what he did to you, it could have been the drugs but what if it wasn’t. The thought of feeling him work on your sex like he did your hand, caused a river to flow in your core. The steam from the hot water began clouding up the mirror, you rinsed your body with the shower and moved it downwards just thinking about what he could do to you.

“Y/n!” Your aunt knocked on the door causing you to drop the shower head spraying the walls of your bathroom.

“Shit, um just a minute!” You call, panicking as you wipe the walls.

Everything okay there?” Mrs Hudson called

“yep!” you shout stepping out and wrapping a towel around you. You slip through the bathroom door hiding the mess from your aunt's eyes.

“What was that bang I didn't disturb you did I?” she said kindly

“No, just showering.” you said awkwardly

“Okay, just letting you know I'm going away tonight with Mary, there's food in the fridge and that means unfortunately you have to take care of Sherlock. And I want no more drugs, a horrible habit you picked up from your uncle.” she smiled holding your hand

“Don’t worry, me and Sherlock will be fine.” you kissed her forehead and hugged her.

“Mrs Hudson!” Sherlock bursted into the room, he paused at the sight of you in a towel and cleared his throat before continuing. “Where is my laundry? I can't find my robe.”

“Calm down Sherlock, it will be dry in a few minutes.” she pushed him out of the room closing the door behind her, but paused before it shut “And y/n, we’re all women here. Next time you're in the shower put a do not disturb sign if you’re going to you know. and I'll leave you be.” she smiled and shut the door as you sunk into the sheer thought of her knowing what you were doing in there.

You dried your hair and tied into a somewhat suitable bun trying your best to pretend you didn't just relapse and wore casual clothes spraying your favourite perfume disguising the smell of cigarettes off your well used hoodie. The familiar sound of louise car horn beckoned you outside climbing into the seat beside her. You look over wondering why she wasn’t driving off, and see her irritated face.

“What?” you ask curiously

“You relapsed!” she yelled. You roll your eyes and look out of the window

“Who told you?” you mutter

“Nobody, just look at you.” she pointed to your reflection. You look in the mirror and see a slight bloodshot in your eyes

“So it was John then.” you say bluntly “Just drive.”

“Not until you admit it.” she said, pulling the key from the ignition.

“Ugh, fine. Yes I relapsed but it was Sherlock's idea, why is nobody mad at him?!” you say shrugging your shoulders.

“Because he is a lost cause and isn't trying to get through university!” she complained as you tried to make the situation better.

“Yeah but something happened between us.” you say cheekily. Louise's eyes widened as she turned the keys and began driving.

“Spill Bitch.” she smiled

“Well I don't know if it was the buzz or him but he knows I like him. And well, he read my story and said the way mike ate out issy was wrong so he showed me on my hand you should have seen what he did. I was ready there and then.” you say watching her smile widen

“How the hell did he fig-” she paused before continuing “Well thats a dumb question really, it could have been the buzz though drugs have weird affects. did anything happen after the drugs?” she asked

“Well something he has never done before he was mid-sentence and paused when he saw me in just a towel but I didn't think much of it.” you say casually

“Ask him out.” she replied

“Fuck off no.” you quickly add

“He is definitely into you.” she said giggling like a little girl, as you parked

“I’ve had enough of this, professor hiddleston wants to see me in his office.” you get out walking ahead of your friend.

“Lucky, okay i’ll see you in class.” she shouted back.

You head down the hallways towards the elevator, you’ve only ever been in his office when something bad has happened. you prepared yourself for the worst, he definitely knew about last night. The door pinged open and you headed to his door knocking quietly.

"Come in," a voice echoed, the familiar warm undertone easily heard even through the wood of the door. You entered the room and were greeted by the cool air of his fan. Louise was right, he was hot. His golden-brown curls were brushed neatly back and held in place by gel, his oceanic blue eyes gleaming in the light of his computer screen that he was so fixated with. The shirt that he wore was blue and it perfectly hugged his chest, some buttons straining as he breathed although they were hidden by the black tie that hung around his neck. His expression was solemn and his eyebrows were raised in a way that showed so, a deep frown etched onto his thin lips as he slowly raised his head to look at you.

“Professor.” you shake his hand before sitting nervously on the chair opposite him, it was obvious by his expression around what he was going to say next.

“I assume you already understand why i asked you here, you understand that 18 months ago we were in the same position.” he said softly

“I do understand the consequences of my actions, but I honestly didn't mean them, I have this roommate you see. And he-” Tom cut you off before you could explain

“I’m not interested in the details, i just wanted to be the one who told you this myself.” he swallowed loudly before continuing “The university board and I have decided that it would be in the best interest if you did not return next term. I tried to help you out but due to your recent behaviour in your exam i am unable to help you.” he frowned

“But the term ends in two weeks! Is there anything you can do?” you say your eyes begin to fill with tears. It was obvious that Tom was finding this difficult, he reached for a box of tissues and handed them to you.

“I’m sorry y/n but I've tried, there's nothing else I can do.” He said watching you wipe your eyes

“I understand, excuse me, I'm late for your lesson.” You say sniffling as you close the door behind you. The hallways felt long and cold as you stumbled down them trying to hide your red eyes. You reach the door to the hall and see Louise waiting for you.

“Oh my god y/n. What's wrong?” She said immediately coming to your aid.

“This is my last term, the university found out and kicked me off the course. Professor Hiddleston can’t help.” You say burying yourself into her shoulder.

“That dick! He called you into his office before the lesson. Oh believe me I have some words for him.” She said scowling as she pulled you into the lecture theatre to your regular seats.

“Louise, don't start something, you still have your place.” You say managing to chuckle at her actions.

“I promise I won't, just don't wait up for me after this lesson. I have a few words for Mr Hiddleston.” She muttered as he entered the room.

“Right class today we focus on my favourite, Macbeth.” His voice echoed into the room but you couldn’t focus, all you could think about was your obsession with your roommate had gotten you kicked out from your dream course. It was mostly his fault, and you were going to make sure he knew. You thought of all the things you were going to say to him, all the reasons you deserved to be angry at him. And then you found yourself thinking of him, his eyes, his hair, his smarts; they were just perfect.

“Y/n?” Tom's voice rattled into your mind “y/n did you hear my question?” 

“Huh what. Sorry?” You regained consciousness and realised the whole class was staring at you.

“How does Shakespeare present Lady macbeth?” He asked again

“Oh erm, Lady Macbeth is presented as a very organized woman of power who knows exactly what she has to do. The quotation “unsex me here” suggests that she feels the need to get rid of all of her gender specifics and the maternal feeling to nature, she feels as if she needs to become more masculin to be able to help Macbeth kill the king. She asks the supernatural to remove all traces of guilt and compassion that she has this dehumanises Lady Macbeth to the point where she eventually will no longer be able to be a sane human being.

Another quotation is “look like th innocent flower”  shows lady macbeth's plan is to act like a woman yet carry the “ruthless” mindset of men almost as if she uses her body as a cloak to fool the rest of the world of her unhuman like mindset in her jacobean lifestyle almost like she is living proof of what men saw to be as a witch.” You say remembering the quotes vaguely

Thank god macbeth is your favourite 

“Excellent, moving on” Tom stood slightly shocked at your answer knowing full well that you were not paying attention.

“Nice” louise whispered 

“Lucky guess” you whispered back. You spent the rest of the lesson trying your best to focus on what the professor was saying but it was becoming more difficult.

“Okay class that will do it for today you are free to leave.” He smiled dismissing the class, louise got up with huff as she leaned over to you.

“Don't wait for me.” You laughed at her statement 

“Okay I’ll just get a cab and go easy on him.” You left the hall leaving the poor professor to deal with the anger of your best friend.

The cab ride home was long, the fact that you weren’t going to be at the university much longer sank in. The knot in your stomach tightened as you stood in front of baker street. You exhaled trying to compose yourself ultimately deciding to smoke a cigarette, the only thing in your day that seemed fine.

You walked into the apartment, fumbling with your keys as you walked. Opening the door to the living space, you hovered in the doorway as you observed the man before you. He was wearing a white dress shirt, buttons straining under the size of his pectorals and arms slightly bulging with Sherlock's muscle. His hair was perfectly curled, hung at all sides of his face without a single curl ever covering his sight. The high-functioning sociopath was deep rooted in playing his violin, his deft fingers moving across the strings in practiced elegance as his slacks shifted as he walked. His eyes were closed but you knew the beauty that lurked beneath them was all so heart-warming and yet terrifying if he was interrogating you.

"I know you're there," the deep tone of his voice floated through your ears before your brain registered them and his eyes met yours, "what did you deduce from your staring session, Y/n?” 

“I'm being kicked out of university because of you.” You didn’t hold back your anger. The sounds from the violin continued, he didn’t even pause to recognize the words that left your mouth. “Sherlock, did you hear what I said?!” You tell pacing around the living room, his sapphire blue eyes watching your figure survey the room. You paused and watched as he still continued to play, you sigh and slump into the chair opposite him.

“Are you finished?” He said placing his violin down and jotting down changes he’d made to the music.

“Because of your actions yesterday, the university thinks that it's in the best interest to not return next term.” You say sarcastically. He slowly seated himself opposite you, intertwining his fingers as he watched your emotions.

“I miss the part where that's my problem.” He said emotionlessly. You eyes locked on him rage fuelling your mind, but then you remembered

“You wouldn’t understand.” You say sulking 

“Chips.” He stated

“What?”

“Well you’re obviously upset, but correct me if I’m wrong, but I think that you are entitled to eating chips. Come on, I'll pay.” He jumped from his seat pulling on his coat and wrapping his scarf around his neck. He stopped at the door and turned to you, who was sitting confused in your chair still. “Y/n do you want the chips or not.”

“Yes please” you glide past him walking down the stairs, your eyes catching the grin that formed on his face as you accepted the offer. You stepped outside and he stopped, sniffing the air.

“You shouldn’t smoke, you know it's bad for your lungs.” He said walking besides you.

“You can't say anything.” You smiled nudging his arm

“Im recovering.” He said pulling up his sleeve revealing a nicotine patch

“Roll it up further.” You laugh

“No.” He pulled it down and placed his hands in his pockets. You laughed to yourself as you walked down the street together. “What's so funny” Sherlock asked

“Nothing u just think its funny how 20 minutes ago i was ready to throw you six feet under and now we’re getting chips.” You say walking into the chip shop

“You wouldn’t be the first.” He muttered.

You walked to a bench facing the Thames and sat apart, you were still ofcourse angry with him. You watched the boats go by and the seagulls circling you hoping you would drop something. You wondered if this was all just a way to make you forget how angry at him you were or maybe it was a way to bring up what had happened the day before, the he made you feel.

“Sherlock” you say awkwardly 

“Yes” he turned fixing his gaze on you

“Do you remember what we did during the high?” You asked playing with a chip

“You mean you admitting you had desires about me?” He answered quickly.

Shit, you forgot about that.

“No, not that part.” You gulp looking away “what you did to my hand. Erm you know the hand thing?” You muttered 

“Ah right, yes the part where I read your story and the fact that you don't even know how a woman is pleased. Yes of course I remember it, I remember everything.” He says calmly.

“Just not the part where the earth orbits the sun.” You say jokingly 

“Look obviously that part was deleted to make room for more important things. Are we done here?” He said tutting, he never liked being proved wrong.

“So he thinks what you two did was important, interesting maybe your feelings aren’t a one way thing?” 

“Okay sorry, I was just wondering if you remembered that's all.” You say eating your last chip

“Of Course i do it only happened yesterday.” He said irritated. “It’s getting dark, we should probably head back” he said leaving you on the bench. The walk home was quiet, you couldn’t work out what he meant. “I only remember important things” did that mean he considered what you did important? 

He opened the door allowing you to enter first and followed you up the stairs. You split at his door, you continuing to walk up to your room, stopping to say goodnight and wanting to try something.

“Sherlock?” You ask stopping him from entering his room. 

“Yes?” He asks turning to you

“Thank you, for tonight I mean. I didn’t know what I was going to do with your body.” You joked

“Yes well i can't leave the police to solve cases or nothing would ever get done he joked.” He opened his door but you grabbed his wrist pulling him towards you. “What's this?” He asks

“I'm not sure yet.” You smile and pull him towards you, locking your lips. He doesn’t kiss back, just allows you to finish. Once you realise he wasn’t joining in you pull away embarrassed at your advances.

“Y/n I-

“Don’t bother.” You wipe a loose strand of hair behind your ear before rushing up the stairs “I’m sorry I misunderstood” you could feel the warm heat of your tears flooding your eyes before you even reached your room. 

“Shit shit shit, well done y/n well fucking done you kissed him and he clearly was not interested.” You slammed the door and flopped onto your bed dieing in embarrassment, what were you going to do? There would be absolutely no way you could play that off, no drugs or alcohol where involved. Then it happened, a hard knock rattled your door, shit it was him. 

“Sherlock, I'm sorry.” You say opening the door. You tilted your head. He was smiling, why was he smiling?

“That's not how I would do it.” He smiled lifting your chin, tilting his head. You locked lips, as you quickly pulled him into your room.

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Authours Note: hey guys so great to see you enjoyed the first chapter, i'm going to make this my active series. Meaning i'll try post a new chapter every week, I'm not sure how long its going to be. I really like this chapter and hope you do too, any suggestsions just leave a comment and i'll read them. Currently working on chap 3 (its gonna be a gooden XD) Also i made a playlist! hope you enjoy it: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2xrTPyv4Te8HDxvUqSoMV1?si=5bbe5e8beef943cf

[thekrows-nest]

(anon)

I’m puzzling for the third reason Gabby would be difficult to take out, and came to the conclusion that it would just plain be too suspicious.

Krow is a crafty guy, (not sure if canon but) his targets are usually people involved in criminal/unwise activity and alone at night with few witnesses. Easy targets. Police wouldn’t look too deeply into it due to their risky lifestyles and Krow could go in with his team later to clean up any evidence he missed the first time.

Now Gabby’s normal life would raise too many flags, and she is connected to Krow through Dove. (And if Dove works at the same cafe he has absolutely been seen there, is possibly even known as a regular.)

There would be no chance to grab her unless it was in broad daylight or breaking into her home which are too risky. There may be cameras outside work. She would have no compunction in screaming and making a scene the moment she sensed something was off, alerting witnesses before he could silence her. She would be too stubborn and rude to lure off alone or to ‘help him load the truck’. She wouldn’t let him close enough for chloroform or accept a drink.

People would be aware of Gabby’s suspicion of Krow. I can’t imagine she hides her disdain. If something happened questions would be asked. As a suspect his home could be searched and his side hustle discovered. She doesn’t seem to be the type to have a lot of friends around her all the time but maybe she still has a couple aside from Dove, and it would be quickly noticed if she didn’t go to work or buy her regular cigarettes. It’s just too risky for a smart criminal.

But now I see Gabby also might have a powerful ally who would go after him?! 👀🫣 (She doesn’t seem like the type to be with another yan. Undercover cop? Bikie family? Huge buff gun nut family member or partner? Something supernatural? As much as she swears otherwise.)

As for Dove believing Gabby. Unfortunately I think my Dove is a gullible naive dumbass who thinks Gabby might be a bit paranoid. (Or even a bit jealous! Ehehehe! *throws handfuls of drama on the situation and further pits Gabby and Krow against each other*) Gabby protecting Dove all the time may have even led to this sheltered worldview, and many warnings have dulled their credibility.

It’s probably at the early stage where Krow has slowly and carefully become familiar in a non-threatening setting, he’s an acquaintance that subtly flirts but hasn’t done anything too forward, and his charm works. He’s flown under the radar.

Even for someone smart as Gabby proof would be incredibly hard to get. She’s operating on a hunch and would have no idea what to look for, would be unable to figure out his deal or even follow him home. (She’s probably dead if she managed to get that far.)

If somehow proof were produced Dove would be incredibly torn and confused, thinking it was a misunderstanding. They wouldn’t be able to keep a poker face about it and would have it drawn out of them or even stupidly confront him.

Naturally Krow would gaslight them (A-are you sure Dove? Y-you know s-she doesn’t l-like m-me m-much. Have I ever d-done a-anything to you?) and if that failed then Dove might just get kidnapped and Gabby dealt with if possible.

It is not looking good for Dumbve. 😔

God damn a whole analysis here. /pos

That all does fit. Gabby would be difficult to get rid of for all of those reasons. Much too suspicious and too close to Dove. Gabby is not at all quiet or subtle about her disdain for Krow, and Krow is smart enough to know that if anything bad happened to her, he would be a likely suspect. He would have to be VERY careful and methodical in getting rid of her if he were to do so.

Buuuut you are getting close with the true reason why it'd be difficult to take her out when you said she may have an ally. 👀

As for Dove and Gabby. Gabby just sighs at Dove's naivety and overall... dumbassery. Probably why she would be so keen on warning and protecting them in they're just too gulliable for their own good. If Dove ever suggested that Gabby was jealous of Krow though, she would thoroughly and greatly insist that no, she is far from jealous of him.

In all when it comes to Gabby and Krow, it really would be a game of cat and mouse in one trying to stay a step ahead of the other. Krow trying to make sure he leaves no evidence, Gabby trying to find any dirt on him she can. There's varying factors for both of them that make it difficult for each other.

And yes, of course Krow would gaslight Dove and have them believe he could NEVER do such a thing! Him? Do something so terrible? Never! And Dove, you know that Gabby doesn't like him. You know that sometimes she can be overly paranoid and a worrywart. ):

DUMBVE JFGGB;GJKDFGN That nickname my god.

[catboyclarity]

💥🕷️ for renato, 🙉 🔪 for rosarian and 🌏 🪤 and ✂️ for both?

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

So Renato is absolutely wretched at dealing with pretty much any emotion which is a big part of why he is. Like that. He doesn’t really know how to process anything and tends to externalize most of his feelings into Self Destruction or Being A Major Asshole.

I think sadness/grief is probably his worst one though. He hates letting himself feel his feelings and he’s been through a lot of shit so it just sort of builds in him internally like plaque and fucks up his relationships.

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

I think he’s most afraid of completing losing his humanity and becoming like Other werewolves—relishing violence, having a complete disregard for human life, losing his sense of scale and morality—and the fact that to hold the kind of position he does, that’s kind of already started, really cuts him up. If he doesn’t die violently in the next decade dude has the potential to live like 400 more years, which is inherently going to change the way he relates to humanity and to the world. This is existentially terrifying and the only way to prevent it is to die, which he has already decided not to do.

As for mundane fears. I think he is kind of wigged out by bugs and other creepy crawlies but you would never hear that from him.

🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

Rosarian has a really thick skin, a weird self image, and an incredibly low opinion of most people, so it’s pretty hard to hurt them just with words. They do have certain turns of phrase that are trauma triggers but that feels like a cop-out.

In general most of what would get under their skin would involve implying they would be better without the current power and independence they hold bc they’re more suited to a powerless or submissive role. If someone just said they were incompetent they wouldn’t care but like, you know, “you’d be happier if you were just a housewife” or whatever. That would really upset them.

🔪 KNIFE - how do they react to injury / misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? do they put themselves at blame?

So they’ve dealt with so much of this (among other traumas) that they’ve decided to deal with it by no longer having loved ones!!! They definitely blame themself for things that happened in the past, especially bc at least one time that happened was like. I mean they killed their husband very much on purpose.

The closest thing they’ve had to loved ones in the past few decades were their precious seconds, Adam and Lane, both of who got killed. In that case Rosarian just brought down an absolute world of physical harm to those responsible. I think if something happened to someone they cared about that didn’t have a really clear Person At Fault they might just invent one lol.

🌏 EARTH - will they give up the world for someone they love? is this decision easy for them?

Renato: Yes, 100%, absolutely. The list of people he actually loves is really short but he would do anything in his power for them. The world is a horrible place full of assholes he doesn’t like if he had to get rid of it for his sister to be healthy and happy it would be an easy decision.

Rosarian: I think a no, but it’d be a tougher call for them. One of the things that anchors them is a strong sense of personal responsibility toward their role in society. I don’t think they would be willing to abdicate that role for anyone, even if that would mean losing a person they loved.

🪤 MOUSE TRAP - what will always lure them into certain danger? a loved one in danger? a promise of something they are always searching for?

Renato: Either a situation that genuinely needs his help or a cute boy. He wants to do the right thing very badly. He also wants a boyfriend very badly. He’s self destructive and used to danger and life-or-death situations so he also doesn’t care that much.

Rosarian: their own poor judgement. They almost never go “I will do this thing, even though it could put me at massive risk I have no control over” and avoid those kinds of situations but due to their century and a half case of PTSD they have received no treatment for they sometimes 1. Fail to recognize something as a danger due to it still feeling normalized to them 2. Do avoidance so hard it becomes dangerous or 3. Compulsively partake in self destructive activities. If they absolutely had to put themself in direct danger to fulfill their duties as pack leader I think they would but they really try to avoid that when they can.

✂️ SCISSORS - what is the "last straw" for them to cut someone out of their life? how easily do they let go of people?

Renato: pretty much just hurting someone he cares about. He has almost no standards other than that and is much more frequently the guy who gets cut out.

Rosarian: Rosarian will cut you off for sneezing at the wrong time. Rosarian will cut you off for anything. If you have to work together in a professional capacity they will generally be able to maintain a professional relationship but anybody else? If you accidentally trigger their “This Person Is A Threat” reaction they are just going to completely remove you from their life ASAP. Literally the only reason they continue to be in contact with Renato at the start of Consumptionverse is they are coworkers and he’s politically useful.

[starfruit-baby]

Been thinking a lot about your post about Hank. Do we like Hank?

He's on the Androids' side, but he's also a cop.

And unlike Connor, he doesn't have the excuse that he literally wasn't sentient when he was obeying his cop orders long before the game even started. He used to be a decorated officer.

i ponder a lot about that too tbh, i think from my perspective, the most logical path if he survives is that he would quit his job. and not in a "just because i like him = he is unable to fuck up" way, but from his dialogue, it sounds like he starts realising the state of the world a lot more differently once he looks through these cases with Connor and he experiences empathy for things he never imagined he would, and sees how actions spread consequences. i dont know who exactly it was who said it here so im sorry if im not crediting you right now, but i saw someone recently point out (which i did notice as i played) Hank doesn't even JUST blame the human doctor for his son's death, but says 'this fucked up world where the only relief people get is from a fistful of powder'. i wonder if this is a thought he always had, or if this was one of the things he learned along the way. AND he visibly resents his job once 'the civil war' starts looming and the case is about to be handed over to the FBI because his job conflicts with what he deems is right

im gonna have to check again because i dont remember very well his timeline, but im led to believe from the game that he started cracking down on the drug trade Because of his incident (and from what i recall those were his most successful cases), and he was probably misled to think this would help with such problems, but started becoming hopeless once he realised even if you take out one trader, another will show up in his place, and people will always want more, and there was just... no winning. Hank is visibly very pessimistic and disilusioned with humanity, hes nihilistic and just trudges through his life, and when you're stuck in a rut like this you barely want to move out of your comfort (which i wouldnt say is like, morally correct, but i understand), but it's like once he hears the first hand accounts on the step by step through oppression that he starts to really get it. is it fucked up to take a systemically oppressive job as revenge? absolutely. is he late on realising his job makes him do fucked up things? yeah, but i think depending on how he moves on from his past, there's still hope for him. and obviously, its easy for me to be so forgiving on him, the game does want you to like him, but this is just what i think lol in the end, the only good cops are either dead or no longer cops. and about half of his paths end like that ¯_(ツ)_/¯

[disaster-j]

I just think that we shouldn’t all be jumping to Dan’s defense just yet since he’s still a cop? If he’s continuing to be a cop he’s apart of an abusive system and not being s good person. If he had left the force it would be different, and if he leaves then it will be different. I don’t think it’s refusing to see things on a moral spectrum. Especially when a lot of us live in fear of the police everyday of our lives. Get followed by them and abused by them, many of us get killed by them. So I think a lot of people are talking through trauma response, because many of us. live. in. fear. Dan as nice as a person as he may seem is someone to fear until he leaves.

Okay but have you considered that saying the situation isn't black and white and we need to focus on what his story is trying to portray isn't "jumping to his defence"???? Also, this has been said so many times but HE IS NOT IN A PLACE WHERE HE CAN LEAVE THE FORCE. Do you think it's that easy to leave? This is a career he spent a lifetime trying to get to. And he did that thinking it would be a chance to help people. Then he got there and realised that all his hard work has led him down a path where he has actively hurt people and become part of a corrupt system. But he put his whole life into this, he has to have somewhere to go to leave. So he tries to convince himself he can stay and do some good, because as much as we all hate the police people do still need them with no other systems to turn to. He rationalises staying by thinking he can be there for people who need him because he needs to do good. He needs to see some worth in what he's built of his life because he can't just leave and build something new as he is.

Consider that sometimes people go into something hoping to do good. And then they get stuck in bad situations with no way out. You could say, he can just leave no one is stopping him. But that's not true. He can't just leave. First of all, he needs a job to survive. He doesn't have a rich family to back him up and he's too old to go to school for something else. He can't just jump into a different career path because there's not a lot he can do with police work as his only previous experience. He can't even try to use his art to find a different job because 1. He isn't trained in art and doesn't know how the industry works and 2. His style is too distinct and he'd be caught and outed as UNAR which will absolutely land him mysteriously deceased. Second of all, he's already a pariah in the force. Leaving will ensure that he loses any connections he's ever built and they will all turn on him. It's not that easy to make a safe exit out such corrupt systems.

Yes, many people live in fear of the police. I'm a queer woman in India I know that very fucking well. That doesn't change the fact that media is allowed to portray a nuanced take on police brutality from inside the force. It doesn't change how real men and women join these institutions under false pretenses, hoping to do some good in this world. It doesn't change the fact that the system traps people. This show is telling us a very much nuanced story about a character who joined a corrupt system because he was lured into thinking the institution existed to protect people and by the time he realised he had become an instrument of violence he had already been trapped by it with nowhere to go. No one is taking the blame of his own actions off of Dan just by treating the situation with the sensitivity and nuance it deserves.

The point of Dan's story is to say hey people aren't inherently evil just because they belong to this or that group, but corrupt institutions force even well-meaning individuals to do bad things. Dan's story exists to say it's not enough to be a good person in a bad system you must fight to dismantle the corrup systems however you can. The whole point of him meeting Yok and working with that gang is to show exactly how he cannot achieve what he wants to by staying in the force. That's why it's important that people truly understand who he is and where he's coming from. Why it's important to not simply hate on him for being a cop. Not because cops aren't bastards, they are, but because the bastard institution lures in people who aren't bastards and tries it's very best to convert them. Anyone of us could have been led down the path he was. Thousands of people are led down the path he was and get stuck or get their lives destroyed for fighting against the system. Why shouldn't a story about corrupt systems and their victims represent that reality? And why shouldn't the audiences view the situation as exactly what it is instead of making extremist judgements on a fictional character?

If you cannot separate your fear of the institution from your understanding of a story highlighting the need to dismantle corrupt systems then maybe you need to take a step back and think about what you're even taking away from the show.

[princeescaluswords]

Peter Hale, white millionaire adult man with unlimited resources, is supposed to be personally ~rehabilitated~ by Scott McCall apparently... even though they constantly talk about Scott being unintelligent and selfish. Even *if* it was Scott that personally tossed Peter into Eichen House, why are they upset? I thought they wanted him to be ruthless and morally gray.

Okay, let's get serious here. Peter-stans and Steter-stans have absolutely zero interest in the possibility that Scott McCall could adopt Peter Hale's philosophy of lycanthropic individualism. They have zero interest in what Scott chose to do or not do at all and even less about why (and you know why I think that is) because the vast majority of their fury is not born out of a reaction to Scott's beliefs or behavior. It comes from the production's refusal to validate Peter's beliefs and behavior.

The production had more than one character make it clear that Peter "was a ruthless con man who always has a devious plan to hurt everyone around him" and then dared to show that behavior as a weakness, as if it were something that Peter would have to change if he wanted to be happy. "Who would ever come for you?"

That's what they can't stand. The very things that attract them to Peter's personality -- the self-focus, the glorification of power in all its forms, the capricious disdain for opposing view points, the primacy of his emotional fulfilment in his decision-making process -- are the very things that the show says are his downfall.

You see, other productions would probably have taken the "everyone is a little bit right and a little bit wrong" moderate approach. It would argue that sometimes it's okay to murder your helpless enemies because you're only human and have the right to lash out at those who hurt you. Teen Wolf didn't do that. Even when the heroic protagonist lashed out, such as in Ourorobos (5x08) the show unflinchingly said that Scott was wrong to do that to Corey, even if Scott's motivation was to save Liam and Hayden. His closest allies rebuked him. Corey's distrust hampered Scott's efforts yet Corey was never shown as being wrong in his reaction towards Scott after the violation. It was shown as a terrible mistake Scott made.

Other stories have very much argued that there are certain situations where indulging in violence against those weaker than yourself can be justified. How many cop shows have you watched where a suspect in custody is physically beaten in order to 'save someone's life?' Teen Wolf refused to say that the strong taking advantage of the weak could ever be a good thing.

I suspect I know exactly when Peter-stans realized that this was going to be a guiding principle of the show and started hating it and Scott as its embodiment. It was in Co-Captain (1x10):

Peter: Scott - I think you're getting the wrong impression of us. We really just want to help you reach your full potential.

Scott: By killing my friends.

Peter: Sometimes the people closest to you - can be the ones holding you back the most.

Scott: If they're holding me back from becoming a psychotic nut job like you, I'm okay with that.

Peter: Maybe - you could try and see things - from my perspective.

Thanks to Peter's violation, Scott indeed experienced that perspective. He saw Peter's trauma of fire and its aftermath, Peter's luring of Laura into an ambush, the emotional satisfaction of revenge, and he still rejected it. Scott still believed that power isn't an end in itself, so for all of Peter's privilege, his intelligence, and his pain, he's not justified preying on those weaker than himself.

What infuriates them is that the production backed Scott up. It never argued that there are just some situations where a person must be allowed to use their power to serve their own needs at someone else's expense. It never said "maybe Peter, Derek, Gerard, Deucalion, Meredith, Theo, the Doctors, or Douglas have a point."

So, in the end, it doesn't matter what Scott did. They would still hate him. If he killed Peter in that fight in La Iglesias, they would hate him. If he was killed by Peter (or by any other villain) while trying to save others, they would hate him. If he handed his power over to a Hale, any Hale, they would still hate him, because their hate has nothing to do with Scott's failures or qualities, it's because the production was never going to say "Rich Attractive White Men Should Be Able to Do What They Want and Be Validated For It," because that's the type of world these fans want.

It's a power fantasy that plays into ... well, you know what it plays into.

BUT IT'S NOT RACISM.

[thedeviljudges]

yohan + physical tough + trauma response

disclaimer: this is based off of eps 1-7, and preview of ep 8; i wholeheartedly recognize that this post may become the worst meta ever depending on how the rest of the show goes. however, i do think there are still some interesting things to note about yohan. a lot of this is also me just talking shit out as i was sifting through all the eps again. i’m more than willing to change my mind or hear other thoughts.

also i kinda, sorta, unnecessarily included all of the moments of yohan and any physicality. a lot of them are not super important, but i do think they help draw a distinction in how he reactions when surprised, alone and around other people.

so, here’s a long ass post that is literally 99% me bullshitting, lmao.

so i wanted to delve more into yohan’s response to physical touch by way of trauma. while i know a lot of us have pieced it together, i think it’s pretty cool to lay it all out visually because i think there’s much more justification for his reactions; not to say it makes it right, but it does really flesh out a fundamental part of his characterization that i think is highly, highly important to understand.

yohan lives on the cusp for reckless behavior, almost as if he doesn’t care whether he lives or dies. the car chase, running through industrial buildings where safety isn’t a concern, etc.

episode one

the first time we see an instance of his disinterest in physical touch is when he first meets gaon. he actually offers him his hand, but the way he goes about it isn’t a handshake. he almost looks hesitant, and then he squeezes and does not shake. it’s truly a split second gesture out of formalities. granted, he’s just met someone he thinks looks like isaac, and might be in a little bit of… not shock, but certainly distracted.

later in the episode, yohan is in an abandoned building with homeless people. he’s checking people’s wrist, but he’s quick about leaving them alone. until, a homeless man comes up behind him and grabs him. in response, yohan swings his arm to knock him off. then, he punches him, steps on him and decides whether he’s worth the effort. again, granted, no one likes to be surprised in a creepy situation like this, so his response? kinda understandable at this point.

next is the scene where yohan catches gaon in his office, where he pushes him against the bookshelf and kinda, more or less, comes off as a bit luring. we know yohan knows gaon’s lying, but a couple of things here. yohan initiated the physical contact, and he did it because of the suspicious nature of gaon. yohan also knows how to use his power and charms to catch people off guard, and i think really, he was messing with gaon when he brushed his shirt and asked him if he lived alone. gay as fuck, lmao, but i also see it as an intimidation tactic, in a way.

i could also pose a couple of theories aside from intimidation if we wanted to squint:

yohan is still in a state of awe of gaon’s resemblance to isaac. he’s not heard his voice or been around the other man for at least 10 years, and now there’s tangibility at his fingertips.

if we want to look at it from the gay perspective, gaon is clearly intriguing to yohan, and as i’ll note further down in this post about yohan in relation to physical touch, i’m sure it could be assumed that this is one of the first people in a long time that yohan has an interest in making a connection with. however, because of his upbringing, it’s clear he does’t necessarily know how to connect with people (ie. ep 7 trying to connect with elijah, eps 1-6 with him trying to non-verbally tell gaon that he has bigger plans than what’s in front of his face. his admission in ep 5 about being monster). more or less, he knows his charms can be used, but when it comes to actually flirting and/or liking someone? it’s left to be addressed, but could be assumed he’s just as awkward about it as when we see him at home.

we also see a small instance of him letting someone dress him. there’s still touch involved, but it’s very clear what the intention is. he has control over the situation, and it’s not a surprise.

the next time he engages in physical touche, again, he initiates it because he’s in control, and it’s meant to be comforting, to an extent.

and then to round everything off, we actually see him reaching for isaac, who is actually gaon in the court scene, but you know storytelling and all that. he reaches for him both in the courtroom and within a flashback.

him reaching out for isaac seems to be a motif within the show as it happens later on, of which i’ll point out.

episode two

we see him initiate a handshake again. at first, to gaon, and then with jinjoo. controlled situation.

later on in the episode is when we see our first glimpses of batshit crazy yohan, an absolute delight and fav, lmao. he actually reaches out to the spoiled kid, and it’s clearly to legitimize intimidation and a position of power.

okay look, i’m not even gonna front, this was a cute scene. when jinjoo gets out of the car, he checks to make sure she’s okay, and they have this moment before they go onto the red carpet where they smile at each other. yohan is confirming she’s okay, and she agrees. again, controlled, and i don’t know for certain if yohan is more comfortable around women, or it’s just mere fact that he doesn’t always have a problem with touch when the situation is safe. he actually lets her take his arm further on in the scene, and yes, it is a public display of niceties, and he knows that.

so in the midst of this happening, we get the ‘devil child’ story. and i want to make note of the bird scene because i do think it’s important to note that people yohan cares for, he’s willing to go to the ends of the earth to protect them. yes, they’re children in school, but the girl next to him is the only one who showed him an ounce of kindness, and yohan is proven to remain loyal to those he loves or trusts in some capacity.

of course, he ends up pitting the rich and the poor kids against one another for their betrayal and making him an outcast. in yohan’s mind, what he did wasn’t necessarily wrong because his sense of justice is based on protection and when people wrong him or those he loves, it’s seeking justice on their behalf or making the situation better - not in the technically right way, but right to him. yohan comes across as a fixer and problem solver.

yohan has a very, very strong sense of trust and loyalty, and we can assume that stems from isaac, who clearly tried to protect yohan from his father, who went out of his way to do so as best as he could as a young kid. yohan values loyalty not because he necessarily wants lap dogs and people to do his bidding. it comes from a place of love and security he’s never really had.

anyway, back to the gala with jinjoo, he does shake the minister’s hand. again, controlled. there are cameras. he also puts his arm around her, and that’s mainly because it’s a battle of the wills, and she’s trying to reprimand him, lol, as if she could. he hugs her a little hard and a little enthusiastically, and you can clearly tell it’s for show.

and then he dances with both jinjoo and sunah. and there is a stark difference between these two scenes. yohan actually teaches jinjoo the proper placement for where she should rest her hands and how to move. he’s actually having a good time with her, and again, it’s actually really cute.

with sunah, he’s reluctant and definitely on guard. he can tell from her demeanor that her intent is with purpose trying to get close to him. at this point in the story, he probably sees it as sunah coming onto him and not because she’s actually the maid from when they were children. when sunah reaches up to whisper in his ear, you can really tell he doesn’t like her being that close to him at all especially because her words may not be overly threatening, but there is purpose behind them, which means yohan’s guards are up. he physically removes her hand and than blatantly turns her down: she tells him that enjoying things alone isn’t fun, and he counters it by saying he’s having a lot of fun.

so at this point to reduce on some screen caps, he meets the minister’s family, has handshakes with her husband and the kid he went after to essentially beat up his car with a mallet, lmao. the handshake is quite funny because they both know what happened. yohan is in control, and that kid is shaking in his boots.

then the explosion happens, and of course, it makes sense that yohan helps gaon after he’s hurt. gaon has never been a threat to yohan, and it’s clear yohan’s not heartless whatsoever, but it’s also poignant to note that gaon helped saved yohan’s life, thus starting yohan’s journey of loyalty to gaon. i think he’s always had his sight set on gaon to begin with, possibly long before he even became an associate judge, but if this was a test, gaon passed it with flying colors because if gaon can rescue a little girl, and he can help an old man who fell off his bike, would he really go the lengths to save yohan who has shown him time and time again his sense of justice is different?

episode three

yohan reacts negatively to soohyun and within good reason when she questions where gaon is. he turns away because for him, the conversation is over, but for her, it’s not. to get his attention, she grabs him when he’s not paying attention, and of course he has a very adverse reaction. at this point, it can be chalked up to disrespect given the fact that he’s a head judge and she’s just a mere cop, but hindsight is 20/20. he does throw her arm off by flicking out his arm. but instead of berating her, he just tells her to catch the culprits who harmed gaon and leaves it at that.

and then of course, everyone’s favorite scene and rightfully so. yohan caring for gaon? very sexy of him. gaon is injured, poses no threat, and as i said above about yohan finding some amount of loyalty in gaon means his physical boundaries aren’t jeopardized. and for that, we get these wonderful scenes of yohan helping gaon as he heals.

and then scenes of him messing around with gaon by hitting him. truth be told, i wonder if this was something him and isaac did as young kids. anyone with siblings know how that goes. fake picking on each other? fake bickering? yeah.

and then it slowly, but surely, it’s revealed that yohan didn’t have the same upbringing as isaac did. our first instance that something at home wasn’t right wasn’t just the conversation with ms. ji and gaon. it’s the flashback with yohan reading in his room when the door opens. he hastily pretends he’s asleep, and you can see he’s visibly shaking and breathing roughly until he realizes it’s isaac who’s there to give him books.

and that’s also when we get our first glance of what kind of abuse yohan suffered from at the hands of his father. it’s clear this isn’t the only incident, and there’s been many times that isaac wasn’t around to help defend him.

it’s also very clear in how yohan acts when he’s terrified and that his abuse has gone on long enough to be a routine pattern in the house. any time he hears heavy footsteps or thinks his father is around, he visibly shakes and gets panicky.

episode four

i include this scene because it’s been noted that a lot of books yohan reads are about humans, human nature, animals, animalistic tendencies, and he says random shit like this that directly points to what he thinks about humanity and humans themselves. we notice this most prominently at the dinner with gaon and jinjoo earlier on when he describes that he likes the feel of the chew and that he cannot taste. he always mentions hunting and prey, and i think this is one of those very clear instances where he actually reveals to gaon what he truly, truly thinks; no gimmicks. this also comes into play later on in ep 6 when elijah is worried about him being out all night. yohan clearly doesn’t trust people at all. he understands their intentions, their motives and how much pain they can cause other people for their own profit and their own gain. it makes sense that he wouldn’t leave his house, especially if he has a strong sense of loyalty to isaac (even after all these years) and caring for elijah.

this is also one of the very direct moments that yohan doesn’t understand family dynamics. when it comes to people, it’s a giant chess game. not only that, later on in the episode when they’re in the car and yohan talks about how people, no matter what, are always the same in front of greed, yohan is cynical, and he expects the bad every single time.

what he reads and the way he words things (here and the discussion of him being a monster, for example) is clearly an indication that he doesn’t trust; that he cannot trust, nor does he want to at this point. yohan doesn’t understand the concept of kindness being given freely (ep 7 when he berates elijah for being used by gaon, telling her she falls for kindness every time). and yet, later on in eps, it’s clear when he’s around the right people and the right mindset (uh, gaon?? lol), he’s constantly putting up a front.

after all in ep 7 when he tells gaon that confidence is key, it literally gives him away not just in the courtroom but in his personal life. there’s a reason he looks softer at home than when he’s not there (the hairstyle changes and clothing).

basically what i’m getting at is this behavior can be seen as a defense mechanism because of his abuse.

then it’s another gala event with gaon and yohan this time. another lovely favorite where yohan helps him get dressed and then proceeds to drag him around and safe him from the lion’s den.

tbh i dont even need to include these, but i’m doing it for the indulgence.

yohan does sorta physically throw gaon as well during the rich people party, but that’s mainly to get him to shut up because he’s trying to show gaon the truth at hand and how all of it’s pretty much a farce.

later on in the episode is when we first have gaon truly attacking yohan verbally, and that’s when yohan snaps. it’s clear that isaac is a trigger for yohan, especially from someone who speaks out of line on something they know nothing about. gaon, truth be told, had a stupid moment confronting yohan the way he did. i don’t know who waltzes up to a proposed murderer and just asks them, lmao.

but here’s the thing, thus far, gaon has not entirely posed a threat to yohan. whether that’s from yohan planting gaon and guiding him exactly where he wants him or gaon just not being as thorough as yohan would like, and he’s trying to tap into that talent, is anyone’s guess. but as i said above, the one thing yohan protects is the things he does care about the most, and he tries to talk himself out of his own feelings. he constantly compares himself to an animal (again, dinner scene with gaon and jinjoo) to justify his actions, and to possibly not feel anything; because that’s easier, isn’t it? not feeling. so on top of gaon calling him a monster and a killer, confronted with the possibility about being a villain in his own brother’s story, obviously sets him off. he beats down his emotions until he’s confronted with it - and this is what gaon also meant in ep 6 about how it’s ridiculous that yohan calls himself a monster over a victim because yohan can’t even see himself in that light. not because he truly believes victims are weak necessarily, but i wonder how much he realizes that what happened to him wasn’t his fault.

to me, and as i just said, yohan convinces himself he’s a monster to make it easier for himself to belief his actions (ep 5 telling gaon some humans are born monsters in relation to himself). it’s not that he inherently thinks he’s wrong, but i think his guidance for what’s right and wrong was misconstrued without a parent figure in his life, especially if he’d read crime and law books as the focus. yohan’s actions, at least quite a bit of them are, are based on a gut feeling of right and wrong. when you think about it and your own sense of justice, how would that differ without the checks and balances in place? what punishment do you think fits the crime if we weren’t bound by written law? yohan thinks any action to protect those he loves is, more or less, justifiable because it’s a means to an end. it’s making a worng right again.

i don’t think yohan is a monster. i think his feelings, and what he knows is love, is misconstrued in terms of how to express it. we see this in episode 7 with his and elijah’s conversation where she’s just trying to be a teen, but his version of love is protecting her without, once again, understanding family dynamics and the pain points of growing up, the learning she has to do on her own. yohan might technically be right; similar to being book-smart but not necessarily street smart. his theory of telling Elijah that she’s soft for kindness and being used was true, but his delivery and the idea that that’s how humans develop doesn’t work. he’s telling her text-book rules, but people don’t live through books. they live through real life. yohan reads to get a sense of fulfillment and to learn. he’s learned his way into adulthood, but that’s not normal.

so uh anyway, back to this familiar scene:

because we don’t know the actual story of isaac’s death, it’s hard to say what role yohan played in his death, but i don’t know that i believe he was the one who did it. the entirety of the devil judge is relying on unreliable narration, so it’s difficult to gauge (for now since we’re on ep 7) how this will turn out and what happened, but to me, it really comes across as yohan upset over the insinuation that he could be the one to cause the death of the one person he loved the most. plus, i think it says a lot that he cares/loves elijah, and she was part of isaac. gaon crossed a thine line. yohan essentially welcomed him in, and this is gaon toeing it. we can also look at this is not gaon being an outsider to their family, but now has become part of the family, and so it’s easier for yohan to be ‘abusive,’ if you will, rather than the perspective of gaon still on the sidelines and pushing too far. by this i mean, the accusations made by gaon threatens their formulating family dynamics.

and once again, the only person he ever actually reaches out for is isaac.

and then we have the aftermath of yohan’s nightmare, where he’s still caught in the dream as gaon comes in, and refuses to be touched after, even if gaon’s intention is to see if he’s okay. yohan makes it very clear to gaon not to touch him, and that’s when elijah comes in with a very accusatory ‘what are you two doing?’ in this moment, yohan is not just vulnerable, but he’s emotionally sensitive. i’ve no doubt he’s still dealing with a form of sensory overload from his dream.

and then, i don’t know that this was necessary? was it necessary?

the following set of scenes are the ones where gaon tells him he’s a victim and he hasn’t confronted his own emotions about his abuse. i think yohan realizes gaon is right to some degree, but it is convoluted, and it’s not so simple to face your own traumas. however, he does for a moment after gaon leaves, remember another instance of abuse he couldn’t stop but wishes he could, wishing a parental figure of sorts would’ve come in to save him like his older self is trying to save the kid version if only he could turn back time, if only he had the power to do what he wish someone else had done for him.

and then the kidnapping scene is just. fucked up in and of itself. it actually makes my skin crawl. not because sunah is scary necessarily, but the lack of autonomy yohan has - especially when we find out later more of sunah’s story. to do something like this after what she’s suffered through makes this scene even more disturbing.

you can see the moment yohan hears heels when sunah (not knowing it’s her yet) comes in. literally the minute he knows someone’s headed his way, he checks the fuck out. his whole face goes slack, especially when sunah reveals herself. and when she’s kissing him? blank as fuck, too. it’s the most dead-eyed stare i think we’ve seen from him.

episode six

so, we get this gem from elijah that i’d like to touch on later. it’s more speculation and just me running through ideas more than it is canon fact. but what it does let us know is that yohan doesn’t seek people out. he prefers to be at home and staying there.

after we get the maid story, and we do get yohan touching sunah’s cheek, and in some fucked up twisted way, this is his way of protecting one of the things isaac cherishes the most. the point of the gesture isn’t just intimidation but serves as an act of intent, of protection in the only way yohan knows how. he’s safeguarding isaac. you can tell he doesn’t actually like sunah at all as a kid, but uses that to his advantage. imagine yohan learning violence for ‘good’ things when his father used violence for ‘bad’ things. what a twisted way of looking at it? and the irony at hand.

additionally, the main reason i’ve included so many varying scenes of yohan touching people isn’t to establish that he’s okay with being touched given how many scenes there are of him randomly shaking people’s hand or touching them. it’s all about context and what the intent is for. most often than not, really way more often than not, yohan only reaches out for people when it’s socially acceptable to do so and because it’s manners. and yet, even in some of those cases, there is still intent behind the gesture.

the moments he acts out the most are when he’s not in front of an audience, when he’s more likely to be alone with his thoughts and is exceptionally more vulnerable to his own triggers.

and i think the scene after he’s back at his house from the kidnapping is noteworthy because it doesn’t just feel like he’s shaking off the effects of the drugs he was given. he seems to visibly trying to compose himself of the mental and physical play he just had to deal with.

the next scene is yohan angry with gaon for taking elijah out. which really, he does have every right to be angry, and one thing i didn’t note above during the ‘you killed your brother’ choke out scene before is that when yohan is backed into any kind of corner, he reacts like a caged animal.

because we’ve already established the scenes with his abuse, his father took his anger physically out on yohan. so how else was yohan supposed have developed the tools to express it? it’s easy to hurt the things you love the most; it’s easy to abuse the ones you know, and between gaon and himself, they both have an unhealthy dynamic because gaon is old enough, strong enough to take whatever yohan gives him. gaon is not family and so there’s still that clear divide and a distinction as to why he lays a hand on gaon but not elijah, for example. gaon can still pose a threat. elijah is family. then again, it can also be said that maybe yohan considers gaon family, and gaon betrayed elijah and therefore yohan, and you don’t do that. not with yohan’s understanding of family dynamics.

but with that said, it begs the question why yohan keeps gaon around, and i think some of that has to do with the fact that gaon surprises yohan. he might’ve set his sights on him long before he became an associate judge or maybe he took interest after gaon was chosen for the role (this is still up in the air), but deep down, yohan sees something in gaon despite his snooping, despite his righteousness. it could be the potential; it could be the fact that gaon could be better than yohan if he just allowed himself to loosen the ropes he’s tied himself with when it comes to the court of law and the justice system.

but here’s the thing that idk a lot of people have really picked up on. gaon is one side of the same coin underneath it all. he’s also provoked yohan with physicality when yohan brought up details about soohyun.

to be fair, we can say that yohan evokes a different type of anger in gaon, one that he hasn’t tapped into for years that allows him to open up to that more physical side of himself he learned to put behind him. gaon doesn’t really come across as the physically threatening type, but yohan does push his buttons and vice versa.

but then, of course, we have the big fight scene where gaon goes in on the attack, and that’s when yohan makes his threat not to attack him ever again. it’d be easy to say he says it based on the merit of him not actually attacking soohyun, but seriously speaking, the intent feels much more than that. more along the lines of asking gaon not to provoke him without warning again because next time might be bad. most of their other fights, especially the one above,have been in the midst of conversation. this time, it’s from a place of complete surprise, and you can tell yohan goes on the defensive when his first instinct is to not just throw gaon back but raise his fist to strike.

episode seven

the only physical contact yohan has with anyone is the president, and that’s when he turns on the live video of the two of them, and it’s clearly intended to be a lowkey threat. he keeps pulling the president back into his side to be on the live camera after the dude tried to come after yohan. i do think it’s hilarious that yohan manipulated the situation with a live component just as the president and the rest of the rich people thought they could turn a live court show into manipulating the public.

and then, of course, the jail scene. the part where he makes gaon stay. he also touches gaon’s shoulder later just before they leave.

episode eight

the most prominent scene in this ep is certainly the scene where sunah comes onto yohan, and you can tell she did it to get under his skin in some way. of course, he’s smart and knows she’s up to something, but i think it’s so interesting how he wraps his fists around hers, almost as if to tame her and prevent her from trying to further put her hands on him.

we also know yohan has no issue with using physical force regardless of who it is (obviously, his dialogue in this scene, too) when he feels caged or trapped. his intention is also to retrieve isaac’s necklace, and i like how he uses literally anything to his advantage. meaning, he’ll use physical touch, his mentality, etc to get what he wants or needs, even if it is marginally uncomfortable to some degree.

and i think that also says alot about him is that he’s able to displace what makes him uncomfortable in moments like this to achieve an end goal.

additional thoughts

i know this isn’t really common with a lot of the characters in general, and could be chalked up to a cultural component, but yohan’s definitely not a hugger.

the other thing i wanted to note is yohan’s seemingly adherence to touch unless it’s for good reason in relation to sex. the main reason i bring it up is because i’ve seen it discussed a bit, especially in regard to elijah’s comment about him not staying out overnight since the fire. there are a few plausible scenarios, maybe more, but for the sake of this, we’ll go for these.

yohan has had past relationships/experience or will in future episodes

day flings

he’s never had an interest in anyone before given his upbringing and abuse and therefore never sought out sex

inexperience could be from lack of interest in other people and sex itself

he’s never found anyone to really connect with and trust in such a way and has avoided it for that reason

and i bring this up mainly because i think it could be something to explore in fanon, but also because i’m kind of annoyed with how people have been talking about yohan being a virgin. i’m not quite sure what the joke is, but lack of sexual experience does not mean naive or that he doesn’t have a sense of humor when that’s clearly far from the truth:

i don’t know that people find it unbelievable because of his age, because of characterization of yohan being more dominant, but none of these things negate this being an option. i think it’s perfectly plausible of a situation (from what we know right now), and truthfully, it would make a whole lot of sense. i just don’t get the jokes about it that i’ve been seeing online (twitter) when there isn’t a mutual exclusiveness to any of it whatsoever.

yohan already has a hard time connecting with people, and i can imagine that level of physicality could be difficult. clearly he knows how to use a version of it to get what he wants. i’ve no doubt he’s used his charms in situations where he’s needed to. yohan knows he has that going for him, at the very least. but sexual appeal and jokes doesn’t mean having a body count any more than it could indicate there being one.

lastly, i also want to pull these paragraphs from @b612sunsets​‘s post because i think they do a much better job than i ever could of explaining, short and sweet, a fundamental part of yohan’s characterization, and mainly what i was trying to get at with this long ass post.

“There's two things we already know about Yohan from the last 6 episodes: he hates being touched when he doesn't see it coming and doesn't have control over it because of the abuse he suffered (I assume). To name a few: Soohyun grabbing his elbow to stop him from leaving and get answers about Gaon, the beggar that touched him while he searched for the fireman, Gaon after punching him and Yohan clearly telling him to NEVER do it again. The impression it gave to us is that if there's a next time he might not be able to stop his instinctive reaction of defending himself and using violence back (something worse than choking or pushing Gaon and he doesn't want to do that with him).

“Unless it's a friendly/small/slow touch like in the breakfast scene when Gaon touches his arm when he gets up to offer them some fruits. When he had the nightmare with Isaac, his walls were up high so even if he could see Gaon's touch coming and it was friendly, he decided to stop it because he was too defensive and sensible to accept the gesture (it would be the first time Gaon started physical contact with him too, he wouldn't be ready for that in such a state).

“The second thing is that Yohan hates when people take what is his or mess with what is important to him. Again, to name a few: Sunah with the necklace when she was a maid, the fireman with Isaac's watch (Yohan made them fall from high places, not caring if they died or not), the guy that fabricated the small bombs that hurt Gaon (Yohan would have burnt his face if "K" hadn't stopped him) and Gaon taking Elijah out of the house to Soohyun without previous notice (a cop and someone he doesn't trust).”

yohan has a very, very large sense of self-preservation for himself and for those he cares about. it’s in his intention, actions, facial expressions, movements, the way he interacts with people. i find it fascinating how calculating he can be, but at home, he’s at his most vulnerable and almost socially unaware and awkward.

yohan is a bit of an irony. he understands people from an action-oriented, instinctual level, but he doesn’t necessarily understand their thoughts and emotions in the waves of nuances that people live through on the daily. like, he gets it to an extent and on a practical level, but he himself is a square trying to fit into a circle - he doesn’t always understand it for himself and has to actively work on social cues so as not to come across as the devil child he was once painted to be.

and let it not be unsaid, yohan really will go to the ends of the earth for family, even if it means stepping out of his comfort zone.

and so anyway, i doubt this offered any real insight, but i think this is my way of breaking all of this down for myself. so, tada!!! lmao

[ishallbeyourmuse]

Boogeyman

Part VI- the Creels

1986. Hawkins

Nadya went to bring Eddie Munson some supplies, she obviously didn’t want the guy to starve to death. She already knew him, cause she sometimes, when everything became too much, bought some weed and stuff like that from him. She hoped she wouldn’t startle the boy, or think she came as the detective Montgomery. She went straight to the boat house.

-Eddie, it’s me, you know Nadya - she warned him as she entered.

He quickly got out from under the covers.

-Montgomery, what are you doing here?- he looked suspicious.

-Well, Eddie, it looks like we’re both involved in the same shitty supernatural mess.

-You too? I thought you were just a cop-like ugh something, who likes to break the law with me.

She chuckled at that.

-No, the other’s probably already mentioned me to you, I’m the other lab experimented girl, who still has her powers.

-Oh you? Nooo that sounds insane. You as one kind of superhero… utterly insane- he seemed like he just got high on the new information.

-Yeah, I know.It’s unbelievable - she muttered.- I’m not a superhero actually.

-Well, you sound like one, if we put aside the cop thing.

Nadya groaned at that.

-Fuck, I’m no cop Eddie, don’t associate me with them.

-Okay, okay - he held up his hands in defense. Nadya leaned against one of the metal walls.- What are you experimented kids called, by the way? - he asked as he started eating.

-Well, I’m for one called the ‘Fair lady’- she answered, but the look the boy gave, showed he didn’t have a single clue on what’s she talking about.-Hungarian mythical being. Christians call me a demon, pagans a fairy of sorts. Can drive people to madness, lure men to do whatever I want, get with the spiritual world, although that’s more of like a necromancer - she explained quickly.

-Woah, that sounds batshit crazy, but still cool- he looked amazed.- You are a fairy, I can’t even believe they exist.

-I’m not a…- she was interrupted.

-What did they do with you in the lab?- he was quick to ask. Nadya didn’t want to answer to that, but as if on cue, the other’s called her on the radio.

-Nadya, it’s Dustin, we really need you right now, we’ll be at the Wheeler’s house.

-Well I need to go, but it was fun meeting you Munson- she said, as she was heading towards to door.

-Wait- Eddie quickly said, he went to her and passed her a box with weed in it- I owe you.

Nadya could only smile mischievously as she accepted it, and left.

At the Wheeler’s

-So the point is, Max is in danger- Lucas finished.

-You mean you can become Vecna’s next victim, anytime? - she looked at Max, who held no emotions on her face as she was writing letters.

-Yep, that’s pretty much the case - she answered.

-Shit, shit shit- Nadya muttered under her breath.- Okay so we go with the theory that Victor Creel said the truth and his house was haunted, right?

-Yes- Nancy said, still not knowing where she was heading with this.

-So that means he was the only survivor of the massacre. In his opinion he was left alive as some form of punishment but that sounds bull.

-You mean there must’ve been a different reason?

-Yes, I mean it doesn’t sound like it’s in Vecna’s nature to keep him alive for that, especially if he was preying on them for the exact reasons.

-So we have to go and see him- Nancy said.- But we can’t just get in... but I have on idea.

-What exactly is your plan?- Steve asked.

-Nadya, you and Robin will come with me, I’ll get us some letters first- she left after she announced that.

Steve sighed.

-Guess that means I’m still babysitting.

Nadya patted his shoulder.

-Yep, that’s right, big guy.

Pennhurst Asylum

The three of them finally reached their destination, sawing patients in the garden as they walked straight towards the entrance.

-This is totally not it - Robin complained, as she was trying to fit her dress, to feel more comfortable.- Seriously how can anyone breath in this stuff?

-Well we need this, so please suck it up- Nance answered.-We really need this to go okay, so please stay put and let me and Nadya do the talking.

It kind of started to piss Nadya off, how Nancy treated Robin. She loved both of them, like they were her sisters, so she was definitely going to settle the matter between them after this.

This place made her shiver, the people here reminded her of her time in the laboratory, at least what she remembered of it.

They stalked towards the receptionist.

-Hi- Nancy started.- We’re the criminal psychology students, Mr. Hatch already expects us.

The woman nodded towards the guards and they accompanied them to Hatch’s office.

They were waiting, while he examined their papers. Nadya felt like somehow, their lie will be discovered, but tried to shook off this feeling from her insides.

-Excellent - Hatch said looking at them.- The three of you are seem like great students, but Victor Creel is not a regular patient here. He is a convicted murderer, you need higher permission to visit him.And the three of you seem so young to have completed such degrees.

-Geniuses exists, sir- Nadya said- We are, very sorry we weren’t able the ask for the permission, but we are really in a need of this information for our thesis.

-Why have you waited so long, your thesis is due in a month- he looked at them with his stern glance, that reminded Nadya to Dr. Brenner’s face, when she did something bad.

-I’m sorry sir- Robin started, to their surprise.-but we have already asked for permission three times, and we were denied of it. We are sick and tired of the fact that just because our gender is not the same as our classmates, we’re getting denied of this things. I came here, all dressed up, but you know what in 1978 I was at summer camp. I heard a story. The story of Victor Creel, and I wanted to understand ever since, how could someone would be capable of such heinous things. This took me straight to this path, I’m standing on, and I’m damn good at this, sir.- she finished in a rushed tone, it seemed to make Hatch reconsider their position, like it was a miracle, Nadya didn’t have to use her powers to let them talk to the guy.

-Five minutes- Hatch said finally.

-Thank you so much sir.

They were being led through different rooms in the hospital, one caught their attention.

-The music seems to comfort them, it sometimes can reach parts of the brain, words can’t- he explained to them.

They were finally down there standing before Victor Creel.

-Mr. Creel- Nadya started- we came to hear your side of the story, the real side of the massacre inside your house.

-I’ve talked to enough psychiatrists by now - his tone was raspy, like he hadn’t talked in a while, which most definitely was true.

-Sir, we aren’t like them, I promise- Nancy said- in fact, we believe you. The demon, that haunted your house. It came back, and it’s gonna hurt our friends if you don’t help us.

The man slowly turned at that, his eyes too were missing. This wasn’t mentioned in any of the articles they’ve read.

-You want to hear my story- he said.- Be my guest then, but I'll warn you, there’s nothing you can do if it returned...My wife, had some legacy, which we bought a house from as we moved to Hawkins.We thought it would be better for our little boy, Henry- Nadya took a sharp breath when she heard that name again.- You know he was a sensitive boy, my wife thought he was broken, but he just needed a place where he could belong to. Unfortunately we didn’t pick right. It started with dead animals around our house, then came the visions, I got flashbacks… from the war. My wife saw things that weren’t there, we all had nightmares. One day we sat down to have dinner. The music radio started playing without anyone laying a finger on it. And when I turned back I saw my wife floating, her bones breaking, and then she was dead - he was sobbing at this point. Nadya felt like she couldn’t stand on her legs, images yet again filled her brain of the laboratory and there stood a light haired boy who did the some to one of their siblings.

-Nadya, you okay?- Robin asked. Nadya was there in front of the cell again and she nodded.

-I grabbed my children and ran to the door, but it was closed, and I was back at the war, hearing the sound of an angel, I slowly came back to my senses, and found my children, on the ground. Little Henry was still alive, but he died in a coma two weeks later. So this is my story, that is all I can tell, and good luck fighting off that monster.

He didn’t speak to them again, but the door to the basement suddenly opened, Hatch came down with guards following him, and oh, Nadya thought, they were so screwed.

[sometipsygnostalgic]

adventure time wizard city liveblog

 well here we go

my last adventure time liveblog, i havent actually done one of these in MANY years... probably not since 2014

this takes place at the same time as obsidian?

DID-- DID CHOOSE GOOSE JUST DIE

DID BUFO JUST KILL CHOOSE GOOSE

yeah i know that’s bufo, they only made it enormously obvious, tsk tsk

@spaceacepearl​ joked about us seeing choose goose get sent to hell but i diDNT EXPECT IT TO HAPPEN

This music is i assume by one of the many musical artists Adam Muto listed on twitter, it rocks. It’s not as hardcore as Obsidian’s intro, but it’s suitably chill for the scene. 

“get offa my bus kid”

Those wizards in the left and far right groups appear to be new! 

OH MY GOD--

HELP?????? NEW PROFILE PIC TIME

HAHAHAHAH

THE MUSICAL CON DID ME GOOD, I DID REALLY LOUD AUDIBLE LAUGHTER

i bet hanna and co had fun making these signs

my favourite is the cat with “FAMILIARS HAVE RIGHTS”

cadorka..... wow

We’re not even four minutes into the ep and peppermint butler has already killed someone in front of a large group of witnesses

“this smells of DARK MAGIC” “yall kids know thats illegal right” peps watches the other kids nod before later joining in, LOL

i cant believe pep started the great gum wars and got killed by golb

SOMEONE has been playing Overwatch... 

i-- i still cant believe choose goose is fucking dead

how long was he stuck in hell for, or was that recent to together again after new death showed up 

i have to admit im not a big fan of spader, too perfect, and not in that funny way either. i hope they give him some characteristics that make him stand out. 

im getting flashbacks to OK KO and Owl House here...

Cadebra using music is a reference to Abracadaniel’s love of interpretetive dance in Play Date. 

“they only laugh because youre different” “i know” “SO STOP BEING DIFFERENT” oh my god it’s like talking to my own parents cadebra is actually... a LOT like me, less in her hyperactivity but more in her nonchalant enthusiasm and almost acceptance of the inevitable bullying because it means more time in people’s consciousness

ahhh - it’s quietly revealed here that she is responsible and a skilled magician, she is just bored of magic! i like that she parents abracadaniel instead of being downtrodden by his ramblings. 

PEP NO--- oh i see the problem, he hasn’t got his Bug Milk... sorry Martin Olsen fans, no Hunson today. At least we get one more Phil Face for the road! 

candy people in their natural habitat

Ahhh that’s Doctor Calidoneus! The voice actor was at the recent Distant Lands panel alongside Pep and Blaine’s actors. 

“pretty sure hes just trashcandy” - i like you, sassy antler lady

the mystery of how he gets clothes

and once again spader is proving to be the most irritating distant lands character of the lot, there is no subversion here. where is the subversion?  

NANI

what is going on here? are pep and peppermint the same person or not? im sure they must be, but there is something going on here with peppermint butler’s soul being trapped in the body of his child self who hasn’t got the same memories. 

OH, HYNDEN WALCH DID A NEW LINE yes this is what im here for, special over 

peppermint butler cursed himself... of course he did - Shado was correct!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE FUCK

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

ROCK STUDENT, BLESSED ROCK STUDENT, WAS THAT POOR GUY WHO LOOKS LIKE A JAWBREAKER

love the reference to astral plane, of course pep cant astrally project because cursed pep is still inside of him 

wow, blaine, wow

they have a crush

LITTLE DUDE! COLE SANCHEZ!

i love the dynamic between cadebra and abracadaniel, imo so far it’s the heart of the special. im not really gripped by peppermint butler’s school troubles. i imagine someone else probably will be but i want to run past that shit as far as possible. 

TRDGFYGHJH

WE

WE MADE  A PREDICTION THAT WAS JUST LIKE THIS

PEPPERMINT BUTLER GETTING TURNED INTO THE FOUR COMPONENTS OF PEPPER MINT BUTT LURE WAS IN THE WIZARD CITY PREDICTIONS ART DRAW THAT HASNT BEEN POSTED YET

ILL SHOW YOU WHEN NICK POSTS THE VIDEO and then ill tell you who made the prediction because i... think it was nick himself, insanity 

who plagiarized finn’s signature???

turns out pep really DID take over wizard city!!!!

i love this band

i understand your pain peps

you probably have a bit too much in common with your mother, and i imagine it isn’t easy being turned into a kid and not being able to do stuff that came so easy. you’re disappointing yourself! (he’s literally disappointing himself)

I’m less than halfway through the special, what the fuck. I wasn’t wrong when I said Wizard City had a lot on its plate. It’s noit that I’ve been particularly gripped up to this point, though to be fair I didn’t pause at all during the other specials barring Obsidian. 

that... that poor kid is still a rock

and then the preview happened and bufo casually revealed to the audience that, yes, he killed choose goose

i dont know whats happening with pep but it seems he needs to be exorcised of... pep. which is a shame. i hope they learn to coexist. 

i have to say the background work in this special is really good! like, really damn good. 

WH

WHAT

DID SPADER JUST DIE

IS THIS WHY PEOPLE THINK PEPBUT KILLED HIM 

oh thats right - abracadaniel is cadebra’s uncle! this must be abracadniels sister. sorry, folks, he doesn’t fuck. 

Where are they? Is this anywhere near Wizard City? It’s an unpopulated prewar wasteland. 

THESE ARE JUST HUMANS

OF COURSE SHE WANTS TO PERFORM TO MILQUETOAST HUMANS

my child

is this an art style choice or did they get the people from that one studio to make this

HANNA FINALLY GETS TO FULFIL HER DREAM OF INSERTING KANEDA INTO ADVENTURE TIME

the red jacket he wears and his head pill shape is a big kaneda reference actually, which i suppose makes sense considering he’s a rival to our protagonist, but it’s a bit on the nose

bufo killed one of his own students? but why????

“MY UNCLE’S A COP”

“no one likes a rat”

i actually really like blaine, though im confused. did their VA change halfway through the special?

HOW NATURAL, NO WASTE, IT IS AN ENDLESS CHAIN

did doctor caledonius steal the trophy,,,? 

EVIL SNAIL EVIL SNAIL

MONMSTER HUNJTER DISCOVERY NOISE, this time it’s a tetsucabra

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I HAVE QUESTIONS

god i wish this is what this special was about, i miss adventure time

these remind me of the comics with their art style :) i wonder who designed them? the one on the right with pb and pep, in particular, very comics-y. 

fdgfhgf because he’s like 500

“pep can be kind of a jerk but he wouldn’t kill anyone”

sorry, cadebra, i have news for you

is doctor calednoius the true villain? if bufo’s out of the picture, she MUST be, 

ANTS

oh no, he might gbe stuck in wizard city :( 

HELP

the writing on the wall...

SPADER LITERALLY FUCKING DIED OH YM JESUS CHRIST

PEPPERMINT BUTLER’S OWN CULT????

THIS IS JUST OK KO NOW

okay im not surprised all the teachers at wizard city are cultists in worship of peps, maybe they killed spader and bufo because they bullied peps T_T

wait no, they thought spader had the potential, but sadly not

HE FUCKING KILLED HIMSELF

sorry, i was distracted by the pretty dope fight sequence and now the special is over????

fucking jesse, hes probably at least partly responsible for the cult nonsense

This credits art is by Maya Petersen!!!! Holy shit it’s adorable!

LRETGFDRGTFGMHGFHFG

LEAF MAN

DO YOU THINK THEY PUT HIM IN RETROSPECTIVELY

DO YOU THINK MAYA PETERSEN DREW THIS AND ADAM PUT IT IN THE EP RETROSPECTIVELY

HE LIVES

MAYBE THIS IS WHY CHOOSE GOOSE WENT TO HELL

okay, it’s over :) 

first thoughts out of the way: not a big fan of this special. it’s like watching a completely different show. it’s not got the PZSHAHH of the normal wizard city stuff and there weren’t a lot of funny jokes or even hearty moments in the thing. 

it suffers from a lack of invested character interactions, much like BMO did. there was not a single main cast member in the whole thing! and like i said before, much of peppermint butler’s character in the show is based on his very sweet relationship to his mother, princess bubblegum, so when they showed a single (hilarious) photo of them together it made me sad we didn’t get any scenes with them together. it would have STOLEN this episode. and they teased the hunson golf photo, and death!!! and jake appeared in a photo T_T last jake appearance. 

it also suffers because Peppermint Butler is clearly not himself, imo he was way more entertaining in the Together Again special, where we seem him back to his “normal” self. 

i dont think peps being a dark wizard was something to “kill off” exactly. i wonder what was going on there? was that actually peps, or was that a spirit he cursed himself with based on himself? we at least know in the future he does become a dark wizard again, and even princess :) this special didn’t answer those questions but lol. 

THE GOOD STUFF, because yes, there was a lot of good stuff! 

God, I’m with Aracle and Maya on this - I LOVE Cadebra and her relationship to Pep. I wish she was even in more of this - I would love to watch the adventures of Cadebra and Pepbut in their first year of school, like in the end credits.

That, imo, is where the heart of the special lay - Peppermint Butler’s attempts to impress himself, versus Cadebra’s self acceptance and desire to follow her dreams of being a goofy goober, no matter what other people thought of her. 

It turned out that Cadebra is a responsible student and family member. I really liked that. Her scenes with Abracadaniel were, somehow, my favourite in the entire special! 

I like that theres a lot of cool magic towards the end of this special, and a lot of HORRIFYING DEATH. It wouldn’t be adventure time if you didn’t randomly kill off child characters. Poor Spader, I hated you but damn, what a grim fate. 

I like that Bufo and Caledonius had this crush/hatred thing going on, but they were part of the same cult in the end. 

I didn’t like the giant peps scene at the end, the monster was extremely milquetoast compared to the madness we usually get in AT. Obsidian, for example, had the awesome Larvo design. Nemesis had some INSANE dark magic!!!!  I wish they drew more from that episode. 

Considering how much Steve Little appears in this special, I do feel bad for Mace (little Peps). He said he would have really benefitted from coaching, but recieved none. He had to re-record his lines 3 times! Judging from his description of events, Wizard City was a hard time for him. 

The wizard school did remind me, heavily, of both The Owl House and OK KO. Personally I was hoping AT would offer me something more insane, but I do love both of those shows, and I know Wizard City was on a really tight schedule. 

I think they should have spent less time on the school bullying plot, and skipped straight to MURDER. 

We did have a cold opening, not on par with Together Again’s at all, but damn!

I am wondering where I would put this in the watch list? I do think it should sit after Obsidian as the third special. The intro scene makes it clear this takes place at the same time as Obsidian!!!

Well, that was it, the last ep of AT for the next few years at least T_T

i think together again was the better finale, definitely. but wizard city feels pretty detached from AT for me, despite the familiar characters it tonally isn’t like the show other than the awesome brutal death scenes. I thought the last 11 minutes was easily the best in the special! Which, honestly, is how it should be, though I do wish it gripped me more. Maybe I’m just not the target audience for Wizard City? It feels like something I would find very compelling if I was a bit younger! 

[pollylynn]

Title: Goldilocks WC: 1000 Episode: The Final Frontier (5  x 06)

He assumes, most of the time, that it is his holy mission to make sure that she plays sometimes. He is not entirely self-appointed in this regard. She herself was the first to come out and say it, so long ago at this point—so comparatively early in their partnership—that he sometimes thinks he imagined it, as he is certainly wont to do. But this is not just him rewriting history in this case. It’s not just him Mary Sue-ing his way into the role of the Play Police. She’s said it herself, in so many words: Having him around counteracts, in some small way, how hard the job is. Having him around makes things a little more fun. 

And he knows because she’s told him, low-voiced and sweetly, that Roy kept him around for the same reason. She’s told him that, and she didn’t have to, and it means the world to him. Elsewhere in their universe, the boys, for all that they like to make sure that the workplace is where flirtatious fun goes to die, definitely enjoy the lighter side he brings out in Beckett, and he has read between the lines of Lanie’s perennially narrowed eyes and determined that, yes, she will kill him slowly if he screws up and hurts her friend, but she is generally of the opinion that he provides a valuable fun-based service. 

He takes his work seriously, ironically enough, and from the beginning, he has enjoyed the job immensely. He has taken pride in every jinx he’s lured her into or paid off in off-brand diet sodas from the vending machine. He has an entire notebook devoted to schoolyard taunts he’s baited her into making. It truly feels like victory when he gets her to shake off the role of the grown-up for even the briefest of moments. 

But it’s a next-level victory when he unearths some bit of her past that reveals play comes naturally to her. And this—the Nebula-9 confessionals—all of this is appropriately out of this world. He loves, in retrospect, discovering how much sooner he should have been on to her devotion to the show. He chuckles as he thinks about the slightly manic way she’d teased the SciFi murder scene, fully expecting him to be as wowed by the ties to the show as she clearly is. He wants to kick himself remembering how Ryan, of all people, seemed to clue in immediately when she suggested using the fansite to canvass for potential witnesses. 

The charm of it—the ever-present thrill he feels whenever he discovers something wonderfully playful in her past—dims a bit when it comes to Captain Max. He sees, once again with the benefit of hindsight, her initial awe at the prospect of meeting him, and he sees how quickly it fades when it rapidly becomes obvious that the man is nothing but one might call foibles if one were motivated to protect all that is wondrous and playful in the tender heart of the woman of one’s dreams. 

And he is motivated. He is happy to play bad cop with Gabriel Winters so that she doesn’t have to. He’s happy to more or less call the man stupid to his face, to be the one who notes that there’s little point in being shy about personal matters when they already know about his threesome with the Lieutenants Chloe. He is ready to go across the table and throttle the man when he has the STD-riddled balls to call the Nebula-9 fans lunatics, though he manages to confine himself to a Sing-Sing joke instead, but only because he knows she’ll kill him if he disrupts an interrogation. 

He doesn’t end up protecting her from all that is gross about Gabriel Winters, because there’s simply too much, as the hits regrettably keep coming, despite the man’s very slightly redeeming judo take-down of their killer in the end. That leaves her smiling, but it’s nowhere near redemption. 

She doesn’t need him to protect her memories, her deeply nerdy fangirl heart, or her commitment to playfulness, as it tuns out. It’s everything about Stephanie Frye that makes that clear, and really, he should have known better anyway than to mistake Kate Beckett—even nostalgia-ridden Kate Beckett—for any kind of damsel in distress. 

She knows who her heroes are and who they aren’t. She knows that inspiration, reassurance, and role models turn up in the strangest places, and she knows the difference between fact and fiction. She lifts her unashamed chin in his direction and declares her unwavering love and admiration for her warrior–scientist heroine and—maybe a touch less emphatically—for the noble leader of the crew tasked with carrying the human species into the future.

It’s such a wonderfully grown-up response to the entire situation. It’s so healthy and functional that he almost finds himself envious. Almost, though he has no plans to retire from the solemn job of making sure she plays from time to time. 

And maybe it’s nostalgia, but her take on everything puts him in mind of Kyra. It puts him in mind of the very first thing she said in response to the dig he just couldn’t resist making. 

Does that mean the groom is a grown-up, too? All work and no play?

He remembers the well-warranted sharp look and the softer one that followed—the one that was probably fonder in that moment than he deserved. 

No. He plays just enough. 

She puts him in mind of Kyra, of that conversation, of same-time, next-year flings and the joy of leaving them behind. He thinks of Meredith and Gina and the extremes they represented in his life, in his past. 

He thinks of her—of Kate—wonderfully playful, wonderfully grown-up. So this is what that’s like then. This is exactly what that is like. 

A/N: So I did manage this bit of total lack of morphousness. OR DID I? Without morphousness (which this is totally without), who can say? 

images via homeofthenutty

[mirrerover]

Big Plans

“You know shit’s never gonna fucking change, right?” Jason makes to grab for his Zippo. Remembering Dick will happily remove his nuts from his waxed sack for even contemplating smoking inside Dick’s apartment, he stops. His fingers twitch with irritation, nothing like a little nicotine deprivation to start the day. “Gotham’s a gothic nightmare where corruption runs thicker than blood and Blüdhaven’s worse, somehow. Like looking in a funhouse mirror. Uglier. More warped.”

“I really do enjoy our little morning pep talks,” Dick replies, closing the last two buttons on his dress shirt before tucking the fabric into the waistline of his pants. In general, Jason would say he prefers the Kevlar-enhanced, ass-hugging suit Dick prowls the night in—but there’s something to be said for a crisp, white button-down with the sleeves rolled up, forearm veins on display. He doesn’t know how the Blüdhaven criminals are faring but, personally, he wouldn’t mind letting Detective Richard Grayson slap some cuffs on him. Let Dick work him over hard in a surveilled box until Jason cracks, raw and bloody under the harsh fluorescent lights. 

“These fucking places,” Jason grumbles, tired and cranky from watching Dick getting ready to leave, all that warm, gold skin about to slip right out the door. “It’s not something anyone can fix. Nothing short of dropping a bomb on the damn place and razing it to the ground.” 

Dick sighs, running a hand through his hair. It’s getting longer, strands brushing the bone of his jaw. He’s no stranger to this; Jason and the trash he talks. Words pouring out of him sharp as knives, the blades full of blood. Just endlessly spewing shit.

“No point to it all, huh?” Dick leans a hip against the dresser, arms folded, eyebrow raised. There’s an ease to him that’s inherent; the way he owns his body, his space, every room he’s in. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re trying to lure me back to bed.”

 Jason thinks it over. Admits, “not originally,” and lets his legs fall apart slowly. Nude body lounging against cheap, synthetic pillows, he’s got Dick’s low-rent sheets strategically draped across his crotch, all tasteful and shit. Just like the Renaissance paintings cluttering the hallways of the Wayne Manor. None of the shameless, naked peacocking Dick gets up to after sex. No, Jason’s classy. Artful. The signature Jason Todd brand. “But are you feelin’ down to fuck?” he asks. 

Dick throws his head back and laughs. Really fucking laughs. Eyes scrunched up and shoulders shaking, all charisma and beauty and warmth. Laughing like that, it’s suddenly easy to see how a group of metahumans chose Dick as their leader despite his lack of superpowers or how the Blüdhaven Police Corps would accept him as their own despite him being the ward of Gotham’s favourite billionaire asshole. There’s something about Dick like there’s something about Bruce. Something captivating and inescapable that would make you launch a thousand ships for them. Burn down entire worlds for them. Jason’s not sure Dick’s aware of that. And in a way, Jason thinks he understands the Joker better than Bruce ever could. 

Dick’s laughter fades too slowly, and Jason would be annoyed but there’s a tightness to Dick’s pants that wasn’t there two minutes ago, and Dick’s always laughing. Joyful and happy. Like those are easy feelings to conjure and easy feelings to have. As if getting out of bed isn’t like crawling out of a dark pit every morning and as if life isn't like taking a suckerpunch to the gut, over and over.

“Wish I could,” Dicks says, and Jason swears he sounds like he means it. “But I got big plans today. Gotta save a city.”

“‘Save a city.’ Jesus Christ. More like go get shanked in the gut.”

Dick shrugs and slips on a watch. “Wouldn’t be the first time.”

The other bats all have their day jobs. The Police Detective, the Socialite, the rising Tech Wunderkind, and Jason’s personal favourite: the Student. Jason derives no small amount of pleasure from knowing that Bruce and the Demon Spawn get to suffer through the worst of it. Like an ill-fitted suit, Jason hopes it pulls and itches every time they’ve got to slip their disguises on. It shows how removed they are from the rot and the grit and the filth of what is Gotham. The gore at the core of it all. 

That’s where Jason lives, at its epicentre. 

He’d fallen into it naturally, being a crime lord. It had been a logical first step when he’d come home, head full of green fumes and rage. He’s proud to say, he puts the organized in organized crime. Outshines even the worst of them in calculated vicious violence. The crime part of the job, Jason can admit he’s gotten more discerning about. There’s no peddling drugs to kids or bleeding junkies dry, no people traded like cattle, and he doesn’t like selling guns to the lowlifes clogging Gotham’s streets. So, he’s become a parasite instead. Infiltrates a crime organisation and eats it from the inside out till it finally collapses. Scraps the dead beast for parts and money.

It’s not something Jason talks about with this version of Dick. His shady deals, his underground moonlighting. Never with a cop like the one making his way to the bed right now, uniform tight over thick thighs and a sway in his hips that’s nothing less than sexual warfare. 

“Try smoking in my bed again, Todd,” Dick warns, looming over him. He stops whatever threat he was going to utter, disrupted by Jason grousing at him to fucking let that go already. Perfectly pleasant, Dick does exactly that. Just stares at Jason with a face far too naked and utterly too fond. Something’s creeping under Jason’s skin at the sight of it—an itch he doesn’t know how to scratch, unable to decide whether he wants to kiss the prick or break his perfect face instead.

A little lower, there’s a bruise peeking out of Dick’s collar that looks like a handprint. Jason had put that there last night. Violently. Not even the fun kind of violent but the messy kind. The kind where something hunts Jason through nightmares and his body acts before his sleeping brain has had the chance to catch up—that kind of violence. Maybe a better person would wallow in the guilt and remove themselves from the situation. Not Dick and Jason. They just get better at hiding the batarangs and guns. The 200 pounds of well-trained muscle and murderous reflexes are a little harder to counteract but Dick’s no babe in the woods. Besides, Jason’s not exactly the first lethal bitch between Dick’s bedsheets.

Dick smiles. A teasing thing full of soft edges. “Mornings are hard. Aren’t they, Sugarplum?”

“Fuck you to hell.” Jason groans with feeling, hating the hard lumps of Dick’s mattress when he sinks back into them. “Just get lost already, Birdbrain. There’s no fucking point to you with your clothes on.”

“Nice to know I’m not completely useless.”

Jason wants to fight that far too favourable self-assessment. Would fight it, were he not half a pack of Lucky Strikes and three cups of coffee short of mustering the energy. Which is also the only reason he’s letting Dick press an off-centre kiss to his forehead. A shitty place for a shitty kiss from a shitty person, if you ask Jason. Very much Dick Grayson’s style.

“Try and behave, Little Wing.” Dick’s already moving away from the bed and shrugging on a jacket. “I really like this place. Got three South facing windows and none of the neighbours run a meth lab.”

“Prime Blüdhaven real estate,” Jason mutters darkly.

“Glad we’re on the same page.” Dick takes one last look at himself at the mirror, shoots Jason a tacky wink because his existence is a curse, and promises under his breath something that sounds suspiciously like I’ll be back or I’ll miss you. Another twenty seconds later and Jason hears the front door lock click back into place.

His day is wide open now. 

There are things to do but there are always things to do. At any time, Jason’s got about forty things in various stages of motion. Always working on something. Someone. Bigger games than the one he’s running on Dick right now, lighting one up in his bed.

Blowing smoke up into the air, Jason decides that today he’s going to crack the safe Dick keeps behind the panel in his closet. Perfectly harmless, really. Just him fishing through some of Dick’s case files—maybe even solving a few, if he’s feeling charitable. And for tonight, there’s that Malaysian place three blocks over that does a better Rendang than anything he’s found in Gotham. Dick never shuts up about it. Like he’s never going to shut up about the cigarette smell seeping into the wallpaper.

Jason smirks. Solid options. He still has last night’s terrors painted on the back of his eyelids and the feeling of Dick’s neck under his hand but they’re slowly fading. And Dick’s got him covered, said he’d take care of the big plans, so Jason doesn’t have to. And next time, when Jason’s Dick and Dick’s Jason, he’ll have Dick covered too. Jason will tackle the big plans while Dick raids Jason’s fridge and leaves wet towels all over his apartment. Jason knows it’ll happen. It has happened. Just not today.

Maybe tomorrow.

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@wethatake thanks for being the beta and basically a co-writer. You suck but I love you. <3 Here’s to hoping that your sad little sack of a co-worker doesn’t kill you. XD

[phoenixyfriend]

I am seized by a fatal need for courtroom ninja drama fic

But not serious courtroom drama. I'm talking Phoenix Wright style Nonsense.

(Some of this was provided by the folks over in @sloaners​‘ server, but the bulk of it was me spitballing nonsense at people who actually know the games, which I do not. I do paraphrase a few times to make it more feasible as a tumblr post/fic concept, rather than a rapidfire text conversation.)

Or one of those like. Reality TV paternity test things? But specifically in my mind the people involved in the actual paternity are a married couple and someone that joined them to be their third, and Clan Elders are throwing a fit about how the baby might not be the heir by blood! while the actual parents are like "I could not care less, this is our child, all three of us, please stop getting involved."

HashiMitoMada would be a VERY good option for the paternity nonsense, mostly because I can see Madara screeching at his own elders about how he already said Izuna would be his heir and he's not changing his mind!

Tobirama is just begging the paternity test to work faster off-screen because he's the only person with the machines to make it happen.

(Hashirama is just. Moping in a corner.)

"I just had to INVENT a paternity test that works before the birth! I had to figure out how to test amniotic fluid! If you assholes make me do something this stupid on such short notice again, I will be digging some shallow graves!" "...for who?" "I haven't decided yet."

Anyway, jumping back to like a Phoenix Wright-style murder investigation.

The victim was Danzo. Even the prosecution isn't actually that interested in making sure someone gets arrested, but they're legally obligated to do at least try. A bunch of people all acting really suspicious about who killed him. There is at least one shitty fake mustache-on-glasses disguise to provide a paper-thin alibi.

WAIT The other thing this gives us is ninjas in three-piece-suits but half of them wear the suits wrong. I’m talking mismatched buttons. The wrong way of tying their tie. Sewn-on-cufflinks. This is Naruto, for instance.

Tobirama would wear it properly, except he's rushing about in a lab coat, screaming at everyone to get out of his way because he's The Entire Forensics Team.

(This is the part where I have to confess that I have only seen the live-action movie of Phoenix Wright, as I don't game, so I just have the live action and tumblr osmosis.)

At this point, of course, we gotta ask: Who is the most Belligerent Witness And who is the Helpful™️ Witness that's super enthusiastic but entirely useless

I can see, say, Mito being a solid witness that both defense and prosecution are really thankful for.

Modern gen you have like... Sasuke and Neji are both incredibly belligerent witnesses. Neji at least is polite about it but pulls the "only answers with the absolute minimum of information."

Lee and Gai would have the over enthusiasm but forget to say actual vital testimony until pressed, and Naruto would love to help but might not be entirely sure what the case even is.

Shikamaru falls asleep when the lawyers consult their partners. Prosecution A consults Prosecution B for thirty-seven seconds, then turns around and the witness is asleep at the stand.

Tobi (as in Obito with mask) is an incredibly frustrating witness. They have to declare a recess just so all the lawyers can recover their blood pressure. "Can we please get someone up on the stand with this guy as a handler? I'm--I'm going to explode."

Gaara: Helpful. Polite. Answers with detail. Answers the spirit of the question as well as the letter. Includes more detail. That's too much detail. Gaara please stop telling us about the sounds that bones make.

His testimony just drags on forever.

Ninken can and will take the stand! Pakkun even enjoys it! Some ninken require translators.

ABURAME TRANSLATING FOR A RANDOM GIANT CENTIPEDE THAT WITNESSED A MURDER IN THE FOREST OF DEATH

There are arguments about whether or not the testimony can count since nobody else can confirm the translation except Other Aburame so how do they know the Aburame aren't part of the coverup.

"Okay, so this Danzo guy had like fifty shell companies but I think I found the route that leads back to him?" "Nah, that one goes to a guy that died eighty years ago that's still collecting pensions: his family lied and said he was still alive for the money." "Fuck!"

Also I just. I love the idea of Sasuke and Madara being the exact opposite kind of belligerent witness.

Also, Orochimaru answers with pretty much the exact kind of wording as Gaara, but where Gaara is trying to be helpful and provide detail for the sake of the case, and failing to see that it's maybe not necessary, Orochimaru just wants to see people squirm. ...similar thing happens with Sakura and Kabuto. Similar phrasing, very different energy.

I keep picturing all of Team Taka as part of Forensics and Evidence Collecting ajshakshjd

Juugo, holding up a rabbit: I found a witness.

Karin joins forensics and Tobirama nearly weeps from joy until he finds her criminal record "Shit, that was supposed to get thrown out when I turned eighteen."

Tobirama: I asked for an assistant, not a criminal. Karin: I'm on parole. Tobirama: That makes things worse. Karin: I know how to use a [concerningly advanced machine that I, a business major, cannot name]. Tobirama: ...never mind, I'm keeping you.

Karin: I know how to DNA sequence AND use LA-ICP-MS Tobirama: [weeps with joy]

Suigetsu would be great at blood splatter analysis. ...I think I read somewhere that blood spatter analysis is actually over in 'fake science that's pushed by cops and media but actually doesn't work' BUT apparently it’s in the Ace Attorney games so we’re going to ignore reality a bit. We’ve already got dogs and rabbits and centipedes as witnesses, what’s a bit of blood spatter?

He's also probably really good at cause of death stuff? Like looking at corpse and figuring out how long it took the victim to die, which blow did it, whether any damage was inflicted post-mortem, etc.

Sasuke is usually too busy playing Belligerent Witness but sometimes goes to join Taka for... uh... reasons.

Juugo: [takes the stand] Lawyer: Hey, uh, why's that Uchiha guy with him? The witness-- Judge: No, no, we need Uchiha Sasuke on hand when questioning Expert Animal Handler Juugo. Lawyer: ...why? Judge: Property damage.

(Sasuke as a work partner with Juugo, also moonlighting as a witness/suspect in Danzo's murder.)

One time they need Juugo but can't find him even though court is already in session and he said he'd be here, turns out he was lured away by Kakashi's army of dogs. Kakashi didn't notice until he turned to ask Pakkun if he could help find the missing expert.

Juugo is a decent lab assistant, I think?

Anyway.

Tobirama taking on Team Taka as his forensics team while Orochimaru is... hm... traveling the country to promote his new autobiography, which is outselling the newest Icha Icha to Jiraiya's ire.

Sloane suggested “a case where it's all the Sannin as suspects in a murder. They would be THE WORST, say... the murder of Hanzo.”

To which I suggested “The Sannin are all suspects but the people on trial are the Ame trio, maybe?”

Which garnered the response of “It could be a surprise upset IN COURT that the trio should be on trial.”

We love a court upset.

Suigetsu finds out that the cause of death was actually an entirely natural heart attack, but while he was determining this, the rest of the team and the lawyers found like eight conspiracies by Zetsu, three by Danzo, four by Orochimaru, and an entire network of nonsense by Sasori.

INO IS THE PSYCHIC. I know her thing in canon is reading minds but pls. Ino is Maya. The Spirit Medium.

Is the judge: 1. Hiruzen 2. Hashirama 3. Hagoromo 4. Mifune 5. The Daimyou

(Old dude with authority, optionally easily distracted/questionably competent. I'd have gone for impressive facial hair but only Mifune and Hagoromo have more than like... Hiruzen's weird soul patch.)

It's not a soul patch but I don't know what facial hair is called and I can't just call it a goat beard

Response commentary was as follows: The Daimyou would unfortunately be closer to the personality of the ace attorney judge, more blindly agreeing with things that sound good :joy: Hiruzen could be fun if only for the competing facial hair for a beard, yes xD Hagoromo would possibly be most buckwild tho WELCOME TO MOON COURT

I managed to get this far with like... NO idea who the judges were except “IDK maybe Kakashi?” but consider:

...HashiMada rival lawyers

Dropping over to Izuna vs. Touka for when Hashirama and Madara inevitably become suspects of something or other themselves and have to be witnesses.

(Tobirama's too busy running blood tests, Anija, let Touka handle it, she's better at people anyway.)

...Hashirama is like. Marginally more put-together than Madara, right? So that... makes him Edgeworth... somehow... That feels wrong but Madara as Edgeworth feels even more wrong.

Madara is very into screaming OBJECTION

ALSO consider: Friction when a doctor from a nearby hospital gets called in to provide expert testimony on something because Karin is like "no hey I should be the one doing this" and then she sees how cute Sakura is.

But also at some point Kakashi vs. Gai for a nonsense case. Their personalities are both VERY FUN for this sort of thing.

[dweetwise]

Hey, can I ask for a request where the reader is a survivor and is basically the mum/dad friend of the group? So they constantly check people are ok and heal them if they are injured, they lure killers away from more vulnerable survivors, check on the others if they are having a shitty day etc. and are just generally absolute cinnamons rolls that the others would commit felonies for? Idk where this was going tbh 😅😅

[dw i got you bby! hope these are ok!]

Survivors & mom/dad friend reader headcanons

Dwight gets flustered by your kindness, he doesn’t think he deserves it. He’ll blush and fumble but still remind you that he’s stronger than he looks. Really wants to prove himself to you and will be ultra focused in your trials together.

Meg will talk your ear off about anything and everything so think carefully if you really want to adopt this girl. “Meg I appreciate that you told me about your entire high school experience but I just wanted to know if you need this med-kit?”

Claudette is super happy to have another healer on board! She knows what it’s like to care too much and is more than happy to mother you when you get overwhelmed by the responsibility.

Jake doesn’t appreciate being coddled, so good luck with this one! Getting a complete sentence out of him is a struggle, not to mention a “thank you” if you save him.

Nea takes a long time to warm up to you, not used to your kindness. When she realizes that yes, you really are just that nice, she’ll make it her mission to bully the killer away from you if you’re ever in trouble.

David will give you shit if you even think about sacrificing yourself for him. He appreciates what you do for the group, but protecting more vulnerable survivors is his job, and yes, that category includes you.

Ace is definitely not used to getting so much genuine concern for his well-being. He’ll always laugh it off but is secretly really grateful to have someone that will always lend an ear.

Bill will be extra grumpy if you try to mother him. “Go pester some of the others, Dwight looks like he’s about to cry again.” That being said, he refuses to leave a trial before he knows you’re safe.

Kate loves your warm demeanor and is always requesting hugs that some of the more reserved survivors refuse to give. She’ll immediately try to become besties with you.

Steve finds you really approachable, so prepare for a lot of questions! “Do you really have handheld arcade machines in the future?” “People are openly gay in your time?” “What if you like both girls and boys? Uhh, asking for a friend!”

Nancy is pretty reserved and finds your openness refreshing. She’ll open up to you and cry on your shoulder about how much she misses Jonathan.

Quentin hates being babied and isn’t a fan of you constantly reminding him to sleep. He pretends to be annoyed by you, but your stash of med-kits mysteriously never seems to run out no matter how many you deplete.

Feng will make any killer’s life hell; if they dare to camp you, they’d better be prepared to be teabagged and “baby killer”d into oblivion. Feng also sneaks items from the other survivors and gives them to you as gifts.

Yui works really well with you in trials, pressuring gens while you’re healing the rest of the team, or taking a chase when she sees you going for a rescue. She’ll defend you to hell and back if someone dares to criticize you for being too altruistic.

Laurie ends up mothering you despite your best efforts to the contrary. She’ll even tell you you’re “allowed” to drop shack pallet to avoid getting hit, which in her book is the greatest honor.

Zarina appreciates your companionship and vents out a lot of her frustrations to you, but is still careful not to overwhelm you. She knows how important it is for the group to have someone like you who looks after them.

Cheryl will immediately adopt you as a parent figure. She’ll snark and sass but also look at you expectantly every time she does something good in a trial, grinning when you praise her.

Jeff vibes with your calm energy and is the cool dad counterpart to your caring mom/dad role. When some of the more rowdy survivors are pulled to a trial, he’ll sometimes flop down next to you with a cheeky “It’s nice to get a break from the kids, huh?”

Adam appreciates your concern for him but is a bit awkward when showing it. One time when you saved him during end game, he gave you The Pebble, and that’s when you knew just how deep his gratitude was.

Ash is like an unruly teenager despite his age. Prepare to use the phrase “Ash NO” a lot. If you’re determined to protect him it usually means throwing the entire trial because he gets up to so much shit, so eventually you just let him do his own thing and it mostly works out.

Tapp is happy to let you be the good cop to his bad cop. He’ll often lecture the younger survivors about reckless behavior and he appreciates that you’re there to offer a more sensitive approach so he doesn’t just end up calling them idiots and leave it at that.

Jane likes to act as a makeshift therapist to the group and will want to psychoanalyze some of the others with you. She’s more of a gossip than you and will often point you in the right direction when she thinks someone could use a shoulder to cry on.

[these just got gradually more cracky i’m sorry i ran out of juice]

[fandom-necromancer]

Coffee, Crushes and Complications Part 4

This was prompted by an awesome anon! Enjoy!

Fandom: Detroit become human | Ship: Reed900 [Prequel]   [Part1]   [Part2]   [Part3]

Hey how is my favourite toaster doing?< >The interview already finished? Yeah, didn’t go as planned but it might be useful still.< >Got thrown out? Yes, asshole slipped up and when asked about it refused to answer any further questions.< But I can work with that, use it against him.< How’s work?< >Not a good day for both of us. >Tina’s in trouble. What? How?< >Her brother had connections to the Red Ice trade. She didn’t see him for years.< >I know. He tried to manipulate people into letting him go saying his sister was a cop too but in a way that raised suspicion. >I’m sure everything will be fine, but Tina can’t prove her innocence. At least suspension until everything is settled is possible. That’s real shitty. Should I come over? You didn’t have your break yet, did you?<

Gavin left it at that and entered a new address for the automated taxi. He knew the android always was on time, punctuality was something important to him. It could be annoying, but most of the time it was nice to know he was reliable. Gavin sat back and watched the city fly by. It was hard to acknowledge it had only been a few months of them dating. It definitely felt longer. It was both as if they had spent a lifetime together already and had met just yesterday. But Gavin liked it that way. It was comfortable to know the feelings were still there even when the thrill of discovering something new in his boyfriend had subsided. Once Gavin had been able to trust the android, all the difficulties of their beginning had been forgotten. As promised, he didn’t try to think ahead too much, but he wouldn’t mind this to last.

The taxi stopped in front of the fifth precinct and Gavin stepped out onto the pavement. It still felt weird seeing it like this. This building had been his second home for more than half of his life and now it was just another concrete block in Detroit. Since being thrown out he hadn’t actually set a foot into it, only driven the RK900 to and from work sometimes. >No, I haven’t yet, you can come inside. I told the reception you were coming. Well, now he had to. He opened the door and entered the lobby. It was interesting how little had changed. The walls had been repainted, otherwise it looked just like his memory of the place. ‘Hello Mr. Reed!’ ‘Hey, Steph. Long time no see.’ The ST300 smiled at him as she always had, only that now it only deepened the feeling of being out of place. ‘Richard told me you would visit. Go on, head in. I don’t think anyone would mind.’ ‘Thanks.’ He was already on his way to the security gates as she called after him: ‘Good to see you are well!’

He didn’t let his thoughts linger on that comment. He was sure it was just a sentence said to be polite. Tina and Rich were the only people knowing of his breakdown, they wouldn’t have told anyone. The precinct was busy as it had always been. Phones ringing and the low mumble of conversations created a pleasant background noise of hard work. He didn’t have to look for long until his eyes found his old desk, now Detective Richard’s as the plate announced. ‘Hey, Nines, I’m here.’ He took the freedom to sit on the edge of his desk. The android looked up and smiled, retracting his hand, still white from the interface, from a small platform. ‘It’s good to see you.’ The hand found its way over to Gavin’s knee and rested there. Gavin laid his own on top and squeezed it. ‘You look tired, darling.’ ‘I am’, he sighed.

But before the RK900 could continue, someone else interrupted them. ‘Wait. “Nines”? “Darling”? What’s going on here.’ ‘Oh, hey Connor.’ ‘What are you doing here?’, the other RK asked. ‘I thought you’d been fired.’ ‘Oh, I’ve been’, Gavin shrugged. ‘I’m just visiting Richard during his break, don’t worry. And Nines is my nickname for him.’ ‘Nickname?‘ ‘You didn’t tell him?’, Gavin wondered and the android just groaned: ‘Didn’t think it would concern him. Connor, Gavin works as an investigative journalist now. We met after we were at the café with Hank, remember?’ ‘Oh. Okay. Hope he treats you good.’

Gavin huffed. ‘That I hope, too. How’s life for you? You made it Lieutenant, right? Congrats to that.’ Connor just stared at him disbelievingly. ‘So I’m not the stupid tin-can anymore?’ ‘Oh, no you still are. But I’m not the asshole human that cares anymore.’ Connor lifted his brows but didn’t get to answer as the trio was already gathering attention: People all around where whispering. Gavin grimaced at the attention. ‘Hey, Nines, do you mind spending your break outside? I could treat you to a coffee?’ ‘Normally I’d gladly take the offer, but I think we are too late for that.’ He subtly pointed into the direction of Fowler’s office where the Captain was already heading their way. ‘Oh, hell no…’

‘Gavin!’ Fowler had stopped in front of him, arms outstretched with a grin as if seeing him had made him the happiest he had been in years. ‘Fowler’, Gavin nodded, trying to keep his voice as neutral and level as possible. ‘Hey, is that how you greet an old friend?’ ‘Friend?’, Gavin asked. ‘What happened to me being the worst humanity has to offer?’ ‘What? I never said that.’ Gavin shrugged, inspecting his nails. ‘Maybe not, but I know to read between the lines.’ ‘Well anyways, it’s good to see you! I watch your show every time it’s on TV. You really have talent!’ ‘Thanks’, Gavin commented, side-eying Nines to make it stop. ‘You are underappreciated where you work right now, so I thought you might like what I am offering you: You can come back! You could be a detective again, where your abilities are needed. How about that, hm?’

Gavin looked at him wide-eyed, Nines turned around and Connor took a step back. Fowler was oblivious to the change in atmosphere though and laughed, clapping Gavin on the shoulder. ‘I knew you would like it!’ Gavin stood up. He wasn’t the tallest man, he would never be able to tower over someone like the Captain, but his stance alone made the man reconsider. ‘Like it? Are you phcking kidding me?’ Gavin couldn’t believe what he had heard, but the fury inside him was quick to change that. ‘You dare to offer me a job? After throwing me out like a phcking dog? I poured my everything into this job until there wasn’t much left inside me and then you fired me from one day to the next! You don’t want to know what that did to me. And it doesn’t have to plaque you, in the end it was the best to ever happen to me. But I want to know: do you really mean it? Do you really think you can lure me back in? Do you really think I want to come back?’

Fowler thought about it. ‘Err… Yes?’ Gavin laughed loudly and humourlessly. It bordered on hysterical. ‘Fowler. You goddamn phcking asshole. Who are you throwing under the bus to get me back now that you realised that maybe getting rid your cheating card wasn’t your best idea? Tina?’ The Captain swallowed, Gavin’s trained eyes immediately picking up on the admission. ‘Ah, so you are really trying to boot her out next. I can’t phcking believe it.’ He shook his head. ‘So, a no?’ Gavin smiled mad. ‘Oh, this is a no, alright.’ His smile faltered, as he shouted his next words: ‘I’m never coming back! I’m living a happy life. I have a job that captures my passion, co-workers that like me, I changed my way of living, I have friends and I have the most amazing person at my side. I would never ever come back to work under your lead. Not after what you said to me and not after what I now know you are playing. Because who knows when I might be inconvenient again and land on the street. Who knows when I may have to throw my friends under the bus to keep on your good side. No. I’m out and I’m happy that way. I was just visiting to spend Richard’s break with him, nothing more.’ He took a deep breath before continuing with a more level voice: ‘One thing I can promise you though.’ He smirked, as Fowler had finally understood he lost. ‘If you indeed use the word of some minor criminal, that could make up the whole story anyways, to kick out Tina, the topic of my next show will be police brutality, corruption and harassment in the workplace. I think I have enough first-hand experience to at least fill one evening and I can think of quite a few people willing to be interviewed.’

He threw the Captain a winning smile, before asking without breaking eye contact: ‘Alright Nines, how about that coffee break right now?’ The android grinned, standing up ignoring Fowler completely. ‘Gladly, my love.’

[oh-for-fic-sake]

The Ground Rules

Geralt lays down the law with the help of yennefer after catching the reader haveing a bit of me time in the bath.

Masterlist

Ok this took all day as i couldnt stop tweaking it and i got to the point iv just got to step back and throw it out there or im gonna scream.Any way this is to go along with pastry negotiations its based after that one so could be considered part two? can be read stand alone tho in all honesty these modern reader inserts are gonna jump about in timeline cos my plot bunnys are twats. Im basing my Ciri on a mix of mature netflix Ciri and slightly mischievous witcher 3 Ciri. Any way i hope you enjoy this one im pretty pleased with it xx 

WARNING: Adult Themes, Smut, DubCon Swearing MxFxF 18+

Dont like it dont read it.

Geralt snaps when you take matters into your own hands.

The Ground Rules

"Well someone is excited" Jaskier drolled as he watched your form slowly creating distance between you as you marched ahead.

As the small rickety town came into veiw you cried out a victorious and dramatic "still alive" causing eye rolls and chuckles in the group. Honestly this was the first real town you'd come to since being here and you were thrilled. Sure you'd passed a tiny smattering of houses four or so days ago where you'd traded for some bread, tiny amount of dried meat and a few other essentials oh! and yenn had managed to replace your pastry to the amusment of the resident witcher. They'd both been more open with you since the whole pastry incident-which you thought was an off handed comment on yennefers part but she and geralt had since indicated otherwise.

The people in the village had mentioned of a near by town that was rumoured to have a contract out on a nest of some monster thingamajigs that you hadn't botherd to remeber the name of .You looked down the verge towards the town with immediate thoughts of eat, bathe and sleep- on a bed, a real fucking bed ,ok so it wont be a temper mattress but you could live with that-oh my fucking god hot water,a nice loooong soak you moaned in your throat the thought alone brought tears to your eyes. You walked ahead trying to usher the group.

And maybe you could have your own room. Honestly sharing a bed with the couple was becoming an issue for you,your crush on them was definatly getting out of control now constantly blushing under their heated glances and they are becoming more touchy feely, Hands lingering longer than nesscasary or leaning in so close so thier breath tickled the hairs on your neck basically doing anything to get you flustered and you swear to god yesterday yennefer copped a feel whilst helping you threw a small steam which you didn't need help with;not that she listened. Bottom line you were becoming sexualy frustrated pretty much staying in a constant state of arousal a night away from them to take care of business would be very much appreciated. 

"Come ooooonnnn guys keep up" you turned looking back at them drawing out your whine befor resuming towards the town

"Someone should catch up with her she looks like a girl on a mission" Yennefer commented 

"Yes. Ciri would you keep her near the main gate and out of trouble while we settle roach in the stables ,here take her this she should cover up befor anyone gets any ideas" geralt grunted as your form began to dissapear down the brow of the hill ,ciri looked between the two before shrugging grabbing his offered cloak then ran to catch up with you.

You glanced to the side as you heard footsteps noticing Ciri fall in step with you she held out his cloak.

"Here geralt said to cover up before people get any ideas" you sighed it wasnt your fault his shirt hung off of you showing a large amount of shoulder and chest luckily when the hoover portal of doom sucked you in you were in fleece lined black leggings that had been durable enough to survive the last 3 weeks on the road(your stitch t shirt hadn't survived your initial fall) because you doubt he'd have anything your hips would get in to. Rolling your eyes you pulled the heavy fabric across your shoulders repostioning it so that it wasnt draging on the floor to much but was still sheilding your body. 

"He's such a dad" Ciri giggled nodding in agreement befor reciting what esle geralt had requested ordered. You scoffed shaking your head

"So he doesnt even trust me to walk through a town, he does realise im an adult right? That i can do things with out causing trouble. i mean for god sake im not jaskier" she snorted 

"I think its more like he doesnt want other men trying to sleep with you" you did a double take 

"The hell you know about that sort of shit? has Jaskier been corrupting you?"

 A knowing smirk crossed her face as she held her hands up coming to a halt facing you just inside the wooden gates of the town.

"You think i havent noticed whats going on by myself, Geralt likes you so does yenn jaskiers noticed to, think he's going to write a song" 

"He better bloody not and anyway maybe i want to find a companion for the night." You announced tersely crossing your arms only to freeze as you heard a growl from behind you.

"Oh yes, i may have forgot to mention that witchers are senses are really sensetive" she smiled sweetly, you gaped why were you only being told this now. Looking between her and the others approaching.

"Wh-what how the fuck you leave that out? d-do you think he heard us? from back there" She nodded 

"Most definitely" you gulped feeling yourself shrink into Geralts cloak a little at the looks you received from Geralt and Yennefer as he spoke to her telling her what youd just said.oh fuck.

"when you say senses you mean all of 'em? Not just one or two?" hoping beyond hope that something had been lost in translation.

"Nope all of them sight, smell, hearing the whole lot" she replied watching the colour drain from your horror sticken face. You'd been getting wet over the past few days. And the realisation that he probably knew embarrassed the shit out of you. Geralt smirked obviously he heard.You were so fucked.he knew and if he knew then she knew.oh my god. You were sooo fucked.'whelp there goes my dignity' you thought. He strode past you to the mediocre stables with roach in toe ready to hitch her for the night.Jaskier and yenn followed pulling some of the bags off of the horse then passing them out to their respective owners. Geralt then stood before you all giving you all the 'game plan' as you call it.

"we will find an inn and eat after that you get settled in for the night whist i see about this contract."

"don't bother about me tonight im going to catch myself a young fair maiden for the night" you scoffed at Jaskier's announcement drawing his attention

"Sounding like a creeper there Jask, what? you gonna do throw a net in the tavern? don't think they'd take to kindly to that" he huffed through his nose aggravated. 

"No im going to sing in the tavern and lure a beauty to my side for the night" you played along widening your eyes in false realization

"oohh so your gonna go pay for it, how does it work exactly is it by hour or-" Geralt quickly intervened covering your mouth one to stop the inevitable spat and two before you could corrupt Ciri any further Jaskier deadpanned giving you a flat look.

"you're welcome to come find out for yourself im sure your just Itching  to get some relief-"

"JASKIER! you go ahead at least try to keep a bit of coin back this time" Jaskier 1 Y/n 0.

You glowered behind Geralt's hand as he dismissed the smirking bard who turned on his heel prancing off quite pleased with himself. You smacked Geralt's hand away wiping your mouth with the back of your hand before slowly making your way down the street into town.It had taken nearly half an hour to find a decent inn that had room for the four of you. A room with two double beds that had a heavy curtain to split the room into two it was usually rented by traveling families. You groaned as you walked in, now you really couldn't take care of business, you followed Ciri as she placed her bag on the bed on the left following suit you placed yours on the other half of it only to have Yennefer quickly relocated it to her side of the other bed. Ciri snorted giving you a knowing look.you sighed then stomped across the room. Knowing all to well that it was futile to argue with the sorceress ,the witcher was stubborn but she was something else. Geralt handed a small pouch of coin to Yennefer.

"This is for the new clothes Ciri needs a thicker cloak preferably fur lined maybe new boots to not sure how long those will last in the mountains." yennefer hummed as she pocketed the money. 

"And the clothes for Y/n as well?" 

"Yes, should be enough there for what we discussed if not i'v got a bit more saved" you raised your brows blinking at them.

"err what was discussed? guys? what did you talk about? was it about me? helloooo" you waved as they ignored you.Yennefer pulled off her cloak leaving it on her side of the bed. you and Ciri followed their lead only for Geralt the tug yours back across you giving a sharp look as you rolled your eyes.The group made its way down into the quiet main room of the family run inn where you were served a meal of roast beef with vegetable trimmings ,before you knew it Geralt had left to find out about the contract with a final 'Behave' thrown in your direction.To which you grunted in response,too full to even tell him to 'jog on' - a phrase that still frustrated the witcher as he didn't know the meaning-. Yennefer had asked for a bath before your meal which you were just informed was ready leaving you alone with the sorceress. You had all decided Ciri would have the bath first then you, yennefer and finally geralt if he was back before it got cold.

"I cant breath" yennefer laughed out loud you rubbed your tummy closing your eyes

"I mean honestly, I think theres food in my lungs" groaning leaning back against the chair she gave a sympathetic smile

"Well you did inhale your food, maybe next time take it easy."

"Can you blame me, been the first meat iv recognized since i got here" It was true so far you'd been living on meats that you wouldn't have necessarily chose to eat back home rabbit,mutton venison ect.

"After we've bathed we will rest for the day but tomorrow we have to run over to the seamstress and get your new clothes, not sure how long we will be here and might have to order some or have them taken up,you are a little thing.Might have to have some leather work done too." you squinted pointing an accusing finger at her

"You calling me a midget? we going for shots now are we?" she smiled sheepishly

"No .no shots?. i just meant your petite don't worry its very cute. Anyway we are only picking up the basics a few day dresses ,Riding clothes boots that sort of thing" you blinked owlishly flushing as she called you cute. 

"Riding clothes yes. Dresses no thank you" she stared unblinking at you for a few moments making you squirm at the calm expectant gaze that was getting heavier by the second, it was like the eyes of a mother when you'd been caught doing some dumb shit you knew you shouldn't be doing.

"Stop it....Yenn no... cant i just get something like Geralt has..please... i'd be much more comfortable...even Jaskier i mean im not one for the puffy bits but 'd make do....."

she blinked slowly

"Oh fine but only one or two no more and your not getting rid of these leggings either" you gave in, her gaze was to unnerving and it did things to you. Her face lit up. She was looking forward to seeing you in feminine gown instead of a her and Geralt's shirts not that she minded but it'd be a nice change to your strange stetchy leggings (not that she minded you in the form fitting bottoms) She moved leaning in to your side hand on your thigh patting it lightly.

"Thank you, don't be so worried i will take good care of everything" you gulped as you felt the flushed skin of your face grow hotter,your core clenching and warming at her sultry reply you closed your eyes trying to regain a bit of control. Suddenly her attention was drawn to a pink skinned Ciri who had finished her bath and changed Yenn nodded and released your thigh. You bolted upstairs hearing a chuckle as you did.

Once in the room you sighed in relief, making your way towards the screened off section that held a large oval tub full of steaming water. Discarding your clothes as you all but melted into the hot water.You submerged yourself getting your hair wet scratching tentatively at your scalp that had begun to ache under the grime. Spotting a small stool with what you'd consider toiletries, a bar of hard sweet smelling soap and a few vials.You grabbed the soap, opting for using it for your hair as well unsure what vials did what and went where.After scrubbing all the built up sweat and dirt you you closed your eyes lounging back against the slanted end tub you relaxed a few moments it wasn't long before you were feeling much better ,tired muscles succumbing to the soothing hot water.your body hummed. 'no one would have to know' as your summarized that this was the perfect opportunity to relieve yourself of other tensions, 

'its not like geralt could smell you under water, i mean i dont think dogs can thats why criminals cross rivers when their being hunted on tv isn't it?' biting your lip you peaked an eye open and listened out carefully feeling naughty when you began moving your hand to the apex of your thighs gasping as your finger ghosted over your hardened bundle of nerves .Fuck. Your clit was sensitive not surprising when Geralt and Yennefer had practically edged you for nearly a week. You whined quietly as you began a fast rhythm on your clit ,other hand slinking down to your opening rubbing your fingers up and down the warm weeping hole. You bit off a groan as your hips gyrated against your roaming hands. Stomach tensing as you drove yourself faster and faster to the edge.Almost there.Fuck almost-you jumped hissing 'shit' ,ripping your hands away from yourself , sitting up fast enough to make your head spin splashing a wave of water over the floor when you heard the door open slamming the wall beside it.

"err theres some one in here!" you called out loudly, angry at who ever just interrupted you.You got nervous as the heavy steps quickly made their way towards you.Realizing who ever it was didn't care for your modesty as they were coming your way you slung your top half out of the tub to grasp the towel screaming because before you could grasp it and cover yourself a large calloused hand enveloped your shoulder shoving you back into the water.

"WH-GERALT THE FUCK? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUTTA ME." you shouted at him as he released you then you looked down slapping your hands down to cover your self as he raised his eyebrows and gave a lop sided grin.He defiantly looked like the big bad wolf in that moment eyes ablaze with a hunger you wasn't sure you wanted to explore or not. Collecting yourself swallowing dryly before scolding him in a voice that seemed to become smaller with each word.

"hey! get the fuck out im trying to bathe you prick" you heard the door open and close again in a less violent fashion. And suprize suprize yennefer glided into view behind the .

"Thats not all you were doing tho was it? i can fucking smell you" was growled at you as geralt wet his lips you squeaked. 

"huh? b-but.. i thought..w-water" you stuttered out as your brain malfunctioned on on an epic scale. Yennefer gave out a loud laugh.

"so thats why he tore threw the inn like that.honestly Geralt i thought something was wrong" she continued laughing as she replayed the way geralt had all but vaulted the tables to get to the stairs. you pouted throughly humiliated

"something is wrong" he ground out before kneeling beside you .Shifting you tired to create some distance from him. He was having none of that wasting no time thrusting his hands into the water tugging away your shielding hand the other forcing its way between your legs. You slammed back against the tub gasping trying to get away. All you'd achieved was his hand pinning your hips to the back of the bath by your pussy

"GERALT WHA-"  

"Lets lay down some ground rules" He squeezed your throbbing heat in his hand curling his fingers dangerously close to your opening you bucked moaning breathlessly .Your eyes searched Yennefer's for help but she wore a similar hungry look that he had. Another slow squeeze brought your attention back to the brooding alpha male in the room.

"This is ours.ours to lick,suck and fuck as we see fit, to do what we please with and is off limits to your wandering little hands we clear on that?" You groaned out as he emphasized certain words with teasing brushes of fingers and a slow rub of his palm. Realizing that he might actually be serious.You nodded quickly babbling as he rocked his hand back and forth igniting the heat that you had built alone.

"C-crystal-please Geralt PLease" You threw your head back as his hand moved deliberate and teasing.

"You think you deserve it? after being caught up here playing with yourself?" You nodded then shook your head confused, unable to really concentrate on anything apart from his magnificent hand ,half lidded eyes and clenching your fingers tight around the thumb he was using it to control your movements as your body whithered under his ministrations.

"Really?" He said smirking as he held completely still you sucked through your teeth biting back curses.He chuckled smug bastard. moving trying to get some friction to no avail.

"Well we have been teasing the poor thing ,of course shes going to try sorting herself out the first chance she gets .Honestly Geralt what did you expect? i did tell you" yennefer reasoned as she stood behind you combing threw your wet hair you before grasping your free hand pulling it up out of the way kissing your palm before ghosting her nose down your neck pressing soft kisses along it you mewled at her and tried to coax geralt to continue again by rolling your hips.

"I suppose we could let her off this time" His voice was pure sex as he glanced down before giving into pushing two thick fingers up into you. his breach of your walls had an initial sting but was incredible as your needy walls tried sucking him deeper greedy to be filled.

"oh-oh fuck Ger-please" you arched your back pushing down onto his hand clutching onto Yennefer's wrist. you were so hot .fuck.he was gonna make you cum too quick. You panted throwing your head side to side as your legs tensed then raised up towards your torso, your pussy wrapped tight around Geralts fingers as he held them deep every few thrusts making you feel just how your walls rippled around him. he alternated between fast and shallow then slow and deep trying to build you up slowly he wasn't going to rush you, he was skilled enough to walk you up to the edge and throw you off whenever he damn well pleased. You'd never been this desperate in your life . Yenn's cool fingers delicately teased out your nipples pinching and flicking them until they stood out provocatively. You rocked against the both of them as Geralt made sure to start dragging your clit up and down with his palm as he finger fucked you curling his fingers searching for that small spot that'd send your mind reeling. Yenn had leaned down kissing your cheek and begun whispering lowly into your ear.

"He knows what he's doing doesn't he?Iit wont take him long to find every single spot you have, thats the thing with bedding a witcher they are much more observant then regular men. I have no doubt he will know when your going to orgasm before you do.He has the ability to force them out of nowhere when ever he pleases.. He is quite cruel like that" you moaned out loud snapping your head back high pitched and vulgar sounds tore from your throat as Geralts invading fingers began rubbing furiously back and forth on a soft spot inside of you.Unable to control yourself as your legs and tummy spasmed erratically as your tearfull moans and pleas filled the room

"Thats it oh i think iv found it~" he boasted as he moved his elbow pinning a knee to the side of the tub leaving your clit cruelly exposed for Yennefer,they shared a look as she moved her hand down to join Geralts taking over to rub small firm circles on your exposed clit.

"oh-OH fuck noNOno i cant please i ca-UGh to-Too much please FUCK" Yennefer was quick to swallow your moans in a kiss of clashing teeth and tongues before any one could hear ,tears streamed down your face as your body ached your pussy contracting painfully around his swiping digits. Pulling back for air the sorceress placed open mouthed kisses over your shoulders leaving red marks with her teeth and sucking bites.

"Good girl your being sooo good you don't have to ask this time" she praised as she reached your ear befor sucking harshly below your jaw. you were quickly becoming putty in their hands Geralt growled as he picked up the begining tremors of your orgasm.

"Look at me" you obeyed instantly moaning as you watched the white wolf pull his lip up in a snarl that would have scared you any other time.

"This is what you were made for, your ours, we own you, mind body and soul we own every whimper ,every tear ,every orgasm and hole they are ours for the taking when ever we choose,from now only ecstasy you will know is what we give you" You'd never have guessed how filthy his mouth could be but it seemed to have the desired effect as a sudden rush of heat was your only warning before rearing up screaming out, not sure if you'd shut your eyes or blacked out for a moment as you gushed into the bath water.Geralt pressed into you persistent while Yennefer's hand continued the tight circles efficiently drawing out the best orgasm your ever had.Finally their movements ceased and your body went limp wracked trembling in the aftermath as your orgasm ebbed away slowly. After giving you a few moments to come down and catch your breath Geralt removed his fingers you whimpered inside's still so sensitive after your orgasm, sucking on them he moaned deep and feral before plucking your clenched fingers off his thumb. Yennefer quickly wiped your pussy gently clearing the cum from between your swollen lips. Making you twitched as the cloth ran over you.Pulling you from the bath was a joint effort as they rested you on the bed and began patting you dry with the towel.Moaning in protest as your arms waved loosely trying to take over only having your hand smacked away as they finished.Lying back looking up at them bleary eyed trying to stay awake you felt like jelly, giving up fighting you rolled over yawning tucking your arms below your head Yennefer tilted her head stroking your hair sending you into a relaxed sleep.

"Poor dear ,Oh look at her geralt shes all fucked out and we haven't even fucked her yet" 

"hmm she'll be ok we just need to work on her stamina" he replied patting your bottom as he pulled the cover over your washed out form.Geralt panicked

"Shit wheres Ciri?"

"well when you came charging in down stairs i told her to go find Jaskier and stay there until one of us came to get her" Yennefer said with a sly grin he shook his head and scooped her up kissing her passionately. As he took a few steps to the now vacant bath

"well the bath is still warm care to join me?"

"with pleasure lets try not to wake her tho"

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See you soon xxx