#ooc!harry

[scraxh]

No because I absolutely LOVE it when tom/Voldemort is smitten with harry, which may be a bit out of character but I still love it.

[ginevrapng]

Can I request something with remus for kinktober? Maybe you're a slytherin and you don't like each other. The kink being hatefucking

if someone asked you who's the worst person in all of hogwarts you'd be able to answer automatically, remus lupin, the bane of your existence. that gryffindor prefect who you always get paired up with on night duties as you're a prefect too.

"just piss of lupin," you hiss at him for the millionth time. even his breathing annoys you.

"oh don't get your knickers in a twist princess," he replies fed up with you.

"don't call me that." you hate when he calls you that, all because you're a slytherin pureblood.

next thing you know he's grabbing your tie pulling you towards him and kissing you, "shut the fuck up, god you're so fucking annoying." he mumbles angrily against your lips.

you want to stop and want to hate his lips against you, you hate him but you can't say the same about the way his lips are pressed against. you kiss him back with just the same passion as he's kissing you, his lips are slightly chapped and you can smell his sandalwood shampoo, making you heady. you bite his lip, making him groan and push you against the wall.

he tilts your head with his fingertips under your chin to look at him as you see pupils filled with lust. "i'm going to fuck you. hard. and you're going to take it," he says harshly and with his hands still on your chin he moves your head up and down.

"there's no way in salazar that is ever going to happen." you reply defiantly, not wanting to give in to him, not wanting him to get his own way.

remus chuckled darkly and looked down at you with dark eyes, almost like you were prey. "no? are you sure about that." you don't answer, you really do hate him. you pull his hair and pull him down as stand on your tippy toes meeting him half way and smashing your lips together again, giving him the answer he needs. he smirks, grabs hold of your hand and pulls you into an empty classroom.

one second you've walked into the room, the next he's lifting you onto a desk, surprising you with his strength. he doesn't talk and keeps silent as he shoves down his trousers just enough to be able to pull his dick out. you look at him in a daze, thinking that you've never been with someone as big as remus before and you're finding it hard not to stare. when remus notices it makes him cocky but his irritation for you and need to dominate you overshadows it.

"what are you waiting for?" he spits out venomously. you rush to take of your underwear, just wanting him in you. as he looks down at you, he grabs your throat, not choking you just putting his hand around your neck. "i'm doing to fuck you so hard you won't even be able to talk."

"that's a lot of talk lupin." you snap back at him.

he grins darkly and it makes you shiver, "oh princess, it's not talk." he thrusts into you, pushing into you without stopping before pulling out and setting a brutal pace, hard and fast. you wince at the sudden pain and remus groans at how good you feel wrapped around his cock. the pain quickly subsides to pleasure and you start moaning loudly.

"tsk princess, don't be so loud. do you want the whole castle to hear you?" he says condescendingly. you moan louder. "fuck, you're such a slut." he forces two fingers down your throat he's about to tell you to suck them before you do it yourself, moaning and sucking around his fingers causing him to get closer to his finish. you grab hold of his arm, trying to stabilise yourself, remus is thrusting into you so hard the table is shaking and you're nearly falling off.

you're crying constantly, the pleasure overwhelming. "lupin. pl- plea- pl," you're trying to get the words out but you can't through his fingers down your throat.

"pl.. plea.. pl, what? what slut?" he mocks you. the next thing either of you know is that you're pushing your body against his, arching your back and cumming hard. remus groans and leans down in the crook of your neck before your own orgasm triggers his. he pulls out and flops down on the table next to you, placing his arm on his forehead, "i hate you," he says breathing deeply.

"likewise," you say controlling your breathing and wiping the tears from your face.

[severussnapemylove]

(Severus and Y/N watching a bunch of students run amok)

Severus; "It's weird how sex is so great and yet it makes these."

[oatmilkbasic]

may 22: locked in a room | @wolfstarmicrofic | word count: 295

Things were not going well for Remus and Sirius. 

The prank set-up had been successful, obviously. Everything was ready to be triggered at a moment’s (or, more accurately, the moment Slytherins left the dungeon) notice. The only problem, then, was the imminent threat of getting caught. Things would be going smoothly if not for—

“That bloody cat,” Remus grumbled. Mrs. Norris’s grating meows echoed down the dark hallways, and a glance at the map confirmed that Filch wasn’t far behind. 

“Here!” Sirius hissed, grabbing Remus’s wrist and tugging him behind a tapestry. Remus was ready to object— hiding behind a tapestry, as if the cat couldn’t sniff them out, seriously?— but the wall opened up into a room. 

“Great, now we’re cornered,” Remus sighed, listening to the muffled yowls from the other side of the door. But Sirius wasn’t listening. They’d stumbled upon a densely cluttered room perfect for hiding— though if Filch’s pacing and apparently befuddled dot on the map was any indication, they were safe as it was. 

“I think we’ve found the Room of Requirement, Moony,” Sirius said. “Blimey, look at this!” 

Remus sighed, resigning to staying virtually locked in for who knew how long, and joined Sirius beside a dusty, tarnished mirror. “What’s this?” 

“Mirror of Erised,” Sirius replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I’ve heard stories about it. Didn’t think it was real, though. They say it shows your deepest desire.”

Remus frowned. It looked like an awfully ordinary mirror to him. His and Sirius’s faces stared back, the same as reality— his skin still scarred, his sweater still threadbare. In the mirror, Sirius turned and smiled softly, tenderly, at him despite it.

“Rubbish,” Remus declared. “I don’t see anything different.” 

[cabbi3]

more Clannibal because i desperately need more Clannibal content OTL

i tried to draw H with six fingers and Clarice in this outfit

[icecappen]

This might be too niche but big fan of when people give Percy this sort of dry sense of humor

Og post

[myighlou]

The crossover. ever

[bythepen98]

Tomarry 💚❤️️

Time Travel au (brief)

It was Harry who decided that Tom looked comfy enough to sleep on and obviously Tom wasn't going to say no to that. He's the kind of obsessive bastard who can't function without constantly touching Harry in some way or another, so acting as Harry's makeshift bed during his naps is a dream come true. Harry thinks that the horcrux inside him might have addictive, maybe even healing?, properties to the main body, or something along those lines, because why else would Tom be all clingy with him considering their less than stellar beginning? but being touch starved himself, he welcomes it and tries not to think too hard about how nice it feels holding hands with his supposed nemesis whenever they walk down the halls together in school. He also keeps the image of Ron and Hermione giving him the side eye locked very tightly in a box, shoved firmly in the darkest corner of his mind, whenever situations - like him deciding to visit Tom in the Slytherin common room and proceeding to glomp on him while they're in the middle of a Knights meeting - happen. (Cue Knights going bug eyed as Tom, unphased, readjusts Harry in his lap and continues on with the meeting. It will happen often enough that the members don't bat an eyelash to such occurrences anymore and decide not to question the ambiguous nature of their relationship either bc a content Tom is a less crucio happy Tom.) Bottom line: Harry's perfectly fine with living in denial, thank you very much, because as far as he is concerned, he's not the savior of anything anymore in this reality. A sane and very handsome*cough* Tom Riddle who somehow sees him and his opinions in high regard, is willing to take a less radical route regarding his still world dominating plans (Harry will take what he can get bc he knows a lost cause when he sees one), has no qualms giving him affection and promises to spoil him rotten as long he stays by his side? Yeah, even Merlin won't be able to convince him to go back to his old timeline. He's fine with seeing his old friends again in a different, hopefully better, future.

:')☝️☝️

kofi ⭐https://ko-fi.com/i/IB0B1N306Z

[ahoysteviex]

There is literally no evidence that Jean "loves" Harry or "loves an addict" as you put him. Jean-likers try not to confuses fanfics with canon behavior challenge

LMAOOO what really is so funny about this is that ur on anon.

first of all, i don't even particularly like jean. i just don't hate him. and i've never read or written DE fanfic, so i'm not confusing anything with canon.

the fact of the matter is that jean was harry's partner for YEARS and the way he speaks to harry clearly indicates that he feels hurt and betrayed by him. he's sarcastic toward him and throws harry's words back at him. it's obvious that jean felt hurt by harry telling him that he and the others were "cramping his style" and to fuck off. harry literally picks up on the fact (however slightly it may be) that jean knows him and isn't happy with him.

you're really going to sit there and tell me that two people who work together on a near-daily basis for years and SOLVE CRIME together wouldn't at least be friends? or care about or respect each other in some way? if jean hated harry from the moment he met him, why would he stick around as part of harry's team? he SAYS that he knew harry before he was an addict. he knew harry BEFORE harry met dora. they clearly formed a friendship before harry had the problems he had, or at least to the extent that we see in the game.

like.. are u actually trying to sit here and tell me jean just mindlessly is harry's #1 hater from the moment he set eyes on him and sticks around working with him for no other reason than to shit on him and get paid?? lmao please wake up

[justaneedle]

Just me and my favorite Harry Potter and Percy Jackson crossover by EllsKay.

Ron: accuses.

Harry: Oh no, shit.

Draco: arrogant.

Luke: a charming and persuasive bastard who has to take matters into his own hands.

[dramioneasks]

Marked by the Moon By: Louisa Caraballo - M, 4 chapters -COMPLETE! When Draco Malfoy gets punished for not completing his mission for the Dark Lord, he doesn't know what to expect, but becoming a Werewolf was not it. He comes to find out that all the things he thought he knew about them are pretty much false. Now he just needs to convince his Soulmate to get on board. Updates Mondays!

[jaegerisim]

When 11 year old Mike Wheeler boarded the Hogwarts express with his best friend Will Byers, all he could think about was how happy being here made him.

Being a Wheeler meant his life was already laid before him: get sorted into Gryffindor, marry another pure blood witch, have kids with her and continue the family line of Gryffindors.

All his family had been Gryffindors, which meant that they were one of the most anti-Slytherin families in the whole Wizarding World.

That wasn't a problem for him though, because his best friend was going to be sorted into Hufflepuff like his brother and mother, Professor Joyce Byers. Although he could be sorted in Gryffindor, like his father, Lonnie Byers, an Auror. Lonnie had been a well known Auror but after a terrible accident, the man had become violent and abusive. Fortunately, in drunken ire, Lonnie had decided to run off into the Muggle world, never to be seen again.

While on the train ride, they met: Lucas Sinclair; a sweet Black boy, his friend Dustin Henderson; a curly-haired boy with an impish grin and a pet cat called Mews, El Hopper; a gentle and shy girl whose father, Jim Hopper, was head of the Gryffindor house; and Max Mayfield; a girl with a strong personality and hot temper that matched her red hair.

Will and Max quickly befriended each other and Mike would be lying if he said that their immediate friendship didn't make him a little jealous. So Mike would constantly try to pry Will's attention away from the girl, winning himself a snarky remark or two.

By the end of the ride, all of them had become an inseparable group of friends. Mike had found El, extremely charming but his favorite would always be Will; with his big hazel eyes, endearing bowl cut and warm demeanor, who could blame Mike.

As they entered The Great Hall, all the first years stared at the enchanted ceiling with awe and wonder, yet Mike only had eyes for the young Byers.

The Sorting began and Mike trembled with anticipation, even though he already knew what house he'd be sorted into.

"Byers, Will!" called Professor Hopper.

Will squealed with excitement and ran over to sit on the stool.

Mike gave Will a reassuring grin and suddenly someone caught his eye. A blonde young man stared at Will with a pair of cold, blue eyes. Mike didn't think much of it, since he was more interested in his best friends head being swallowed whole by the Sorting Hat.

A minute of silenced passed until the Sorting Hat yelled "Slytherin!"

Mike's eyes widened. Slytherin? How could the purest, most angelic being be sorted into the house of villains? Surely that must be some sort of mistake! Mike waited for the Sorting Hat to laugh and say, "Just kidding, Hufflepuff!" But no, no such thing happened. For a fleeting moment, Joyce's eyes met Mike's and he noticed the woman's confused state.

Will didn't seem to mind being sorted into that house, apparently, as he skipped towards his table being met with enthusiastic cheers and pats on the back. An older girl with dirty blonde hair whispered something to him and he giggled, whispering something back. He recognized the girl, her name was Robin Buckley and his sister would always complain about how annoying her jokes were and how she couldn't stand her.

The Sorting continued as if nothing were wrong, as if the Sorting Hat hadn't made a mistake! It infuriated Mike to no end how nobody was speaking up about Will. Not even his brother or mother.

Mike was sorted into Gryffindor (surprising no one), Lucas was too, El was sorted into Hufflepuff, Dustin into Ravenclaw and finally Max into Slytherin. Mike couldn't help but notice how Lucas deflated a bit when Max went to high-five Will, earning a hug from him and Robin. Billy Hargrove, a 4th year Slytherin with a nasty attitude and Max's stepbrother, smirked at them with disdain.

Mike fell asleep feeling something was terribly wrong. Will couldn't possibly be evil! He was such a nice and caring soul! Still, he was determined to not let Will being a Slytherin ruin their friendship, especially since they shared Potions and Herbology together.

Mike detested Potions and Professor Creel seemed to detest Mike even more.

"Well done, Mr. Byers! What a wonderful potion, indeed." Professor Creel patted a delighted Will on the back "10 points to Slytherin"

Max and Will cheered and Professor Creel smiled proudly. A smile that disappeared the moment he saw Mike's own potion.

"Mr Wheeler that isn't a potion, that's your mother's stew!" cackled Professor Creel "5 points from Gryffindor and Mr Sinclair that potion is going to explode any second now"

Both Lucas and Mike's potions, promptly exploded. Mike thought he heard Will snicker softly.

The months passed until finals were just around the corner. So The Party was sitting in the library studying.

"Will! Can't you tell your mom to go easy on our Transfiguration test?" asked Mike.

"No, you know how Mom is super strict about not showing favoritism to me and Jonathan." chided Will, straightening his green and silver tie.

Mike felt a pang of pain whenever he thought about the snake embroidered onto Will's cloak or the green and silver colors adorning his uniform.

"Anyways, are you going to come to the Quidditch match this Sunday? It's the final between Slytherin and Gryffindor!" Lucas interrupted popping up from behind them.

"Of course!" piped up Will "Personally, I think we're gonna win the cup this year. Billy is such a good seeker and Tommy is a menace as a Beater! Although Nancy is a brilliant keeper and Jason is a great Team Captain"

Mike really wasn't interested in Quidditch but since Will was going, he supposed he would too.

He went to the Quidditch match sticking close to El who wasn't interested in it either. They'd grown pretty close this past year and people, mainly Lucas, were insisting on how they both looked like a couple. Mike really didn't understand why they said that but he played along with it.

Max and Will sat next to each other laughing and cheering their team on, booing whenever Gryffindor scored and clapping when Tommy took down Gryffindor's Chaser with a Bludgeon to the ribs.

Mike's insides burned with jealousy. It was obvious Will had found a new best friend in Max but hopefully that wouldn't mean he'd stop wanting to be Mike's best friend.

[potentialbreakupscng]

it took too long for you to call back and normally i would just forget that except for the fact it was my birthday my fucking birthday !

an independent, private, selective multi-muse roleplay blog for both canon and original characters. featured fandoms include harry potter (anti-jkr), glee, the vampire diaries, and more !! penned by berry. previously at pctentialbreakupsong (et al). 21+. minors and personals do not interact.

CARRD. INTEREST TRACKER. MEMES. ASK.

[p0rchc0ll4ps3]

JEAN THOUGHTS (LONG) (3K WORDS LONG) (PUTTING HALF OF IT UNDER A CUT) this is an extremely unstructured jeanessay really. a lot of thoughts i just piled in that have been in my brain that i wanted to get down.

THIS IS ALL LIKE. me coming up with shit btw. like. i try to keep things game canon and i shift stuff when i find out about it. but i am not immune to coming up with backstories and issues and personalities for these characters HELP

cw for mentions of drug and alcohol abuse, toxic partnerships, suicide attempts and suicidal ideation. also obviously this talks about fictional cops so

He and harry had worked on a few cases before harry’s encountered him

Jean’s old partner was a junior officer who graduated and went to work in searchlight (not jean’s receipt cop shit. Jean was happy to be on his horse and patrol the streets and hand out fines), and harry snatched jean up right after that. jean's good with teens i think. he sometimes looks after minot's kids (who are 14 and 16 respectively in my hcs)

Harry’s a guy who’s always drunk to avoid his problems. He used to go out drinking a lot with his friends when he was a teen (the 15th indotribe). Slowly all of them have died off, gone to prison, gotten shot, killed by the gang, suicide, drug overdose. Harry’s the only one left

He and his old cop partner used to get drunk and bitch at each other a lot. The old partner couldn’t handle harry’s depression. They were a negative feedback loop, feeding off each other’s negativity, seriously dragging each other down

Harry blew off the old cop when dora left bc harry was sick of the old cop’s bitterness and hopelessness and despair (but at the same time, said old cop had no patience for harry’s bitterness and hopelessness and despair)

So now harry’s been scanning for a new partner, just subconsciously because he thinks he’s fine to go it alone but I think something happens, like he almost gets killed or whatever and Pryce is like you’re a REALLY good cop. Get a partner or I’ll assign one to you. Can’t lose you

And then there’s jean. Who’s just lost his junior officer to searchlight. Who’s depressed but okay for now (he has a really “supportive” girlfriend (or so he thinks))

Harry grabs him. For the first year shit’s great. They mutually benefit each other. Jean pulls harry up, harry teaches jean how to be a really good cop (coz jean goes from patrol officer or sergeant to lieutenant; he’s SUPER unprepared for it and it’s extremely overwhelming, but jean’s smart and he manages (but it’s still drowning him)). They start to scheme something, a major crimes unit task force. “We’ll change the world, jean. We’ll shift the tides, we’ll raise revachol out of the ashes”

Both of them strongly believe in this

Then jean’s girlfriend leaves him. His girlfriend of six years. And it all starts to go downhill. Harry is like oh yeah I know how to deal with this. I can teach you how to cope.

(cont. below cut coz this is long af and SUPER unstructured)

Harry’s coping methods are awful. He’s like. Pour yourself into your work and ignore your issues. when you can’t work, get drunk. And jean, being ten years younger and lower in rank, is like oh yeah harry knows what he’s doing why else would he be such a good cop. Fully trusts his opinion. And as a result jean becomes a drunk and starts to spiral down with harry.

Harry pulls him down. But it’s jean’s idea to try drugs. And it just gets worse and worse and worse from there. Another negative feedback loop. But this one’s like. They’re there for each other. There to help the other up. there when the comedown comes and knocks the wind out of them. there for all the messy messy shit that comes from drug and alcohol abuse. there to save the other from suicide. They're tight as fuck. They tear each other apart. They’d die for each other. And jean, ever the impressionable type, gets SUPER attached to harry, super emotionally dependent on him. And vice versa tbh!!!! Codependent as fuck, super toxic partnership (bc they’re so drunk and high all the time it starts to get abusive from both ends), overworking themselves to death, in such a hell of their own making

In the depths of it, when it’s at the very bottom of the barrel, when it’s really awful, they’re the type of guys who’ll give up together and say fuck it, mutual suicide. if we go out, we go out together, yeah?

After jean almost dies of overdose I think, the fear of god gets put into him and he realizes he’s drowning and how bad this is. Realizes this has all gone to hell. Realizes he wants to live and realizes shit needs to get better. remembers their old pact, to save revachol, to make the world better. This isn’t it. Doing this will do nothing for them but kill them, and after almost dying himself, jean realizes he doesn’t want to die. They have to try harder. They can’t keep doing this. He knows how harry is when he’s not tearing himself apart. There have been times where everything quiets and calms down and it’s like the first year again and hope comes back and revachol comes back and the future comes back. Times where jean realizes what it COULD be. That’s the thing. He’s SO aware of what it COULD be. That every time he gives up hope, and the hope comes back, jean is like shit man. You know. Things CAN be ok. Please. Let’s fix this. i don’t like seeing us like this. I don’t like all that brilliant genius you have gone to waste. Let’s get better. jamrock needs us. Revachol needs us.

But harry refuses and refuses and refuses and refuses. He does NOT want to get better. He NEVER wants to get better, he wants to drown and he wants jean to be there with him and when jean refuses to drown with him, refuses the mutual suicide pact, harry leaves him. Fine jean, I don’t need your help, I don’t need ANYONE’s help

And when harry comes back and it’s someone else that’s pulled him out of the water of despair, jean’s SO FUCKING PISSED because he’s been trying SO GODDAMNED HARD and it just shows that he’s not good enough, that he wasn’t the right one, that only someone else could’ve helped harry, that no matter how hard he tried, jean would never have been enough. he's more fixated on this than on the fact that finally harry's getting better, and one has to kinda' realize oh. jean just wanted to feel needed. jean just wanted to be someone's personal savior. jean's been doing this for harry, yes, but he's also been doing it for himself.

I dont know how that gets resolved yet. After hitting rock bottom and realizing the only way he has to go is up, jean tries to get better and get help for himself and for harry. He is, as I like to call him, a consummate professional. He tries to shrug off the addictions and the alcohol and tries to pour himself into his work, and as a result the precinct is kinda’ scared of him because he’s so damn tough and pushy about it. Like the coping goes from getting high and drunk to pushing other people around and micromanaging everything. Like he was a good cop before, even when he was just on receipts. Now he’s an even better cop because of harry and despite everything

Kim’s gonna’ show up and rock the balance of it all entirely.

A. Harry’s better because of Kim, who’s only known him for a week. After all jean’s done for harry, after being there for him, it takes some guy who doesn’t even fucking KNOW him to make harry hopeful again

B. Kim’s method of leadership is different from jean’s. Jean micromanages Everything and trusts no one to his job for him. The only person who’s good for the job is himself. The only person he can trust is himself. No one can let him down if it’s just him, and he’s promised himself not to let himself down. Meanwhile, Kim puts his trust in people to do their assigned jobs, and when they break his trust, he throws his authority into it and pulls them back in line. Kim may not be as good a detective as jean (or harry for that matter) because he doesn’t keep his mind open to options Off the beaten path (such as how when in the game harry was like. This door in the whirling is important. And Kim’s like. It’s just a door harry, it doesn’t matter. And then completely blocked off that option as a possibility), but he’s a damned good leader. What he lacks in detecting, he makes up for by relying on other people he’s working with and working as a team. We all have our faults but we also all bring everything to the table. So Kim gets in there and he’s like, trying to work with everyone and totally getting in jean’s way because jean is being authoritarian as fuck whereas Kim is calmly taking it authoritative style.

C. Jean is very concerned about his professional image. C-Wing has become a joke to everyone in the precinct. Jean also knows that he and Harry themselves have become a joke in the precinct. Jean has made up for it by putting on this very strong, controlling front, putting the fear of god into everyone and getting them to respect him as a cop. But now here’s this kitsuragi guy and he operates DIFFERENTLY and jean is having a VERY hard time trying not to crack in front of him. Trying to keep up his professional front. Except that Kim has caught onto this and Kim likes competition, and he’s got it in his head he has to find a way to get jean to respect him and a way for jean to respect harry again because Kim absolutely HATES how jean treats harry now: no respect, completely hopeless that harry will get better and resentful of Kim for being the one there for harry when it should’ve been jean. Jean treats Kim with some begrudging respect and admiration because he’s trying to keep this professional front up. He respects Kim as a cop, and some part of him is thankful that SOMETHING got harry out of his deep dark hole. But jean hates to admit that it wasn’t him that could help harry. Hates to admit to himself that he just wasn’t right for him. hates to admit that he wanted to see harry better out of some selfish reasoning, and hates to admit that some other part of him liked seeing harry broken because it proved to jean that everything is indeed hopeless.

Jean is scared to be hopeful again.

But there’s harry. And he’s smiling. And he’s trucking through it. And he’s trying to come clean. And he’s trying to be there. For revachol. For Kim. He has a reason to live again.

And in some stubborn part of jean’s heart, it’s making him hopeful again, too. But he’s been burned SO many times he’s scared to let that back in. Scared that as soon as he’ll start hoping again, harry will plummet back into the dark, and he’ll finally lose him forever.

So in the meanwhile he hates on Kim. Tries to be professional and keep it together and all that but goddamn. Fuck this guy. Fuck him. He doesn’t know that harry won’t get better. He doesn’t know SHIT. He wasn’t there for him. There’s no way he’ll help.

And Kim has picked up on that! But he’s also picked up on the very small hint of hope that jean’s got in there. And the very small hint of gratitude jean’s got in there. And Kim, being Kim, liking competition, being petty, not liking how jean is being such an ass outwardly when he doesnt have to be, not liking how jean refuses to trust ANYONE, decides that he has to pry that hope and gratitude out of jean. He knows jean’s a good cop. He knows he’s a team player. He knows if he gets jean out here, and if jean and harry are truly friends again, C-wing will finally be worth its mettle again. And if harry really wants to “change the world” as he’s been talking about, Kim knows jean is crucial to that. So.

Kim hassles jean. A lot. Constantly testing him. Constantly pushing him. Teasing him. Questioning his authority. Trying to pull it out of him, to get on the same level, to get him to trust everyone, and respect them all again.

And that above EVERYTHING is the thing that’ll make jean crack. Because he’s trying soooo hard to keep up his face and then here’s Kim prying him open again.

Like he learned it from someone.

i think it's basically a big trust issue haha. kim trusts jean because he knows jean is an officer of the rcm and a good one at that, but he doesn't like jean's lack of respect towards him. jean trusts kim for the same reasons (bc kim's an officer of the rcm and a good one at that), but he doesn't Want to bc he's jealous. harry trusts kim with his life (if kim says jump, harry Will jump), and harry also trusts jean with his life, though he doesn't know it. however, jean doesn't trust harry anymore. he wants to because he used to be able to but now harry's gone down the drain so much he can't and he hates seeing how much kim does trust harry and how much kim trusts him (jean himself). harry doesn't understand why jean doesn't trust him. we were partners right? for four years? haven't we been there for each other? and jean just doesn't want to come to terms with any of that

meanwhile in all of this there's judit. and she came from a-wing where she made the mistake of babying all the men there and got treated like shit for it, so now she's on a strict I Am Not Taking Care of Any of These Men and Their Issues regime. she is also a Consummate Professional, and lower rank than all of them (tho when harry gets partnered with kim, and jean gets promoted to lieutenant, she'll become the satellite officer lieutenant). jean Tries to ask her for opinions bc oh woman, woman may not be good at police work but woman is smart with emotional issues (a very incorrect opinion judit Always makes sure to call jean out on his bullshit for) and judit always just says 'just do your job, officer' but internally she thinks to herself maybe if they all you know just fucked and made up it would be better (coz there's Sexual Tension there for sure) but she keeps this opinion to herself and VERY buried. she does NOT like office drama. she would prefer it if nobody fucking dealt with that and everyone could do their jobs thank you very much. shit's hard let's get on with it, just trust the guy bc he's a fellow officer of the rcm and let's move on, okay? at this rate, she's convinced they're gonna' get themselves shot and killed for all this bullshit.

honestly it's just jean who's the issue here hahaha. kim's chill, he's okay with everyone, the 41st is loads better than the 57th (less racist, by a margin, for one). harry's struggling, but he's got support and he feels hopeful he can make it. jean on the other hand is the only guy sitting there and victim-blaming and rotting away and coming up with bullshit and being a complete jackass about everything. he's BURYING it, that's for sure. but internally it's tearing him apart. and it definitely bleeds over in how he treats kim and harry. come on, jean. get your shit together. do your fucking job. nobody wants to hurt you. i know mommy and daddy yelled at you a lot when you were a kid, but none of these people want you dead. not even kim. he's just messing with you to get you to lighten up and get on the same page as everyone. come on man. stop your moping. they love you, too, i promise

so yeah that's my extremely long unstructured jeanthoughts essay that'll probably become more solidified the more i write him and jean himself tells me what's up but yeah. i like the guy. he's so. fucked.

good for him 🥰

[kaphkas]

I wanna quit running,

I wanna relax and be tender,

I wanna see us together again,

Rocking away in our walnut chairs

[racke7]

It occurred to me recently that there's actually a really funny thing you can do to replace that fun trope of "Harry Potter, Master of Death" (let the fandom die) with someone else who "fits the same mold".

Just use Danny Phantom instead.

Danny Fenton is a socially awkward teenager whose parents can swing wildly between "affectionate/supportive" to "neglectful" to full on "dissection".

His superpower is that he's a ghost (and that he can generally figure out why his parents' crazy inventions don't work), and he's physically unable to sit still and "let someone else deal with the problem".

He's also literally the King of Ghosts, by a technicality, and is on good terms with the Keeper of Time.

Basically? If you want to make something that needs someone with a "death-adjacent" power-set? Just shove Danny into it, and he'll probably have some reason to be there, a bit of trauma to go with it, and "our ghosts are different" can be used to twist his powers into a frickin' pretzel.