#opposite: jason cash

[jasontoddenthusiastt]

It is not classist that Jason, a vigilante in a *family of vigilantes*, is violent like the rest | just | because he comes from a poor family

What's (more likely) classist is writers thinking he needs to be taught right vs wrong from Bruce and co and that he consequently makes snap judgments out of some childish grudge-fueled rebellion which makes him dangerous the way a toddler holding a knife is dangerous

[oifaaa]

Like obviously there's a ton of reasons why jason just didnt kill joker in utrh or in any subsequent comics after, first and foremost being that he's dc's little cash cow, but I always did like the in universe explanation being that Jason himself doesn't want the joker to die

Not bc the joker is important to Jason in anyway shape or form quite the opposite in fact, joker dying wouldn't benefit Jason bc the joker doesnt matter to him outside of being a living constant reminder of Bruce's failure that can be used to hurt both himself and bruce, if jokers dead then the healing process can start and Jason doesn't want that he wants to be angry and hurt

So Jason doesn't go kill Joker to get revenge bc he already got his revenge when he beat Joker with a crowbar in utrh and killing the Joker himself wouldn't bring him any more catharsis since he doesn't really care about the clown outside of using him as a prop in his ongoing feud with Bruce

[joelswritingmistress]

Camp Crystal Lake: Chapter 8

Requested by @yellowjacketsbuzzbuzz

Joel Miller x f!reader (romance/horror)

Setting: Camp Crystal Lake

The reader is taking on the position of a camp counselor at the infamous Camp Crystal Lake. While she begins to enjoy her summer, even crushing on the camp director Joel, a killer lurks in the woods unbeknownst to anyone.

Annie leaned her elbows on the top of a long, oversized freezer and tapped a pen against her inventory list. “How many more boxes of ice cream sandwiches should I get?” She whispered to herself, snapping the bubblegum in her mouth.

Her eyes stared down at the number twenty beside the bomb pops and she shrugged and jotted the same number down.

“Good enough for now, I guess.”

Annie reached down and lifted the lid on the freezer, taking a final glance at the stacks of ice cream boxes. She then slammed the top again and locked it up before making one last lap around the kitchen.

Through the serving window that gave a view of the mess hall, Annie saw the lights turn off in the oversized cafeteria. Her eyebrows pressed together and she crossed the way, glancing out through the open space.

“Hello?” Annie’s eyes moved left to right, eyeing the collection of picnic tables that had suddenly become encompassed with darkness.

Nothing. No response.

Are they on a timer? She wondered.

Annie wandered a few feet to the door that led out into the dining area and flung it open.

“Joel?” She called out.

Again, nothing.

To the left her fingers found a switch on the wall and she flicked the lights back on, taking in her surroundings with a shrug.

Annie sighed before heading back into the kitchen to retrieve her paperwork. When she turned back around, the lights in the dining area were off again.

“Okay,” she said to herself, shaking her head. Annie hurried through the open door this time, shouting, “Ha, ha! You're so funny!” She stopped and listened. There wasn't a sound. “You don't want to mess with the person who handles your food,” Annie teased, shouting out loud in the empty room.

Nothing.

After another few seconds of silence she reached an arm back into the kitchen area and turned off the lights before locking the door. Her eyes continued to scan the area for the prankster responsible for trying to spook her.

Annie held her papers under one arm and twirled the lanyard of her keys with her opposite hand. She blew a bubble and let it pop before deciding the head back to the main cabin.

She began her trek toward the door that led outside and about halfway through her walk, the lights went out again; only this time she was left in total darkness without the aid of the kitchen light. Annie froze, unable to see much of anything.

“Alright, cut it out!” She called out.

Annie felt her heart rate pick up. She was certain someone was playing a joke on her, but all the same being in the center of a dark room with no idea who was around had her on edge. Ralph came to mind. Jason came to mind. It was easy for the mind to drift to all kinds of worse case scenarios.

With a huff of a breath, Annie continued on her way, power walking toward the door that led outside between a row of picnic tables. When she heard a faint noise echo off the walls of the empty room, her feet moved faster.

Where did the noise come from? Annie wasn't sure. She hurried with more urgency, glancing over her shoulder once. Was someone else in there? There had to be.

She breathed heavily, trying not to scare herself and rushed to the partially open door. Right beside it was a light switch and Annie reached her hand out and flipped it. At the same time she turned and glanced around at the now-illuminated mess hall.

Fuck. Annie half-expected to see one of her coworkers standing there laughing or waving with a smile. But no one was there to cash in on their late-night prank.

“Fuck this,” she whispered. Annie sighed and composed herself before flipping the switch back off and heading out of the door. She began to lock it and could see the lights on in the main cabin a couple hundred yards away through the trees. Her guard let down again.

When the door was secured, Annie turned to head back but stopped when she came face-to-face with a tall, shadowy figure. She gasped at the sight of his presence and stepped back, only to be met by a hand to the throat.

Annie’s eyes widened when she recognized the machete in the ogre of a man’s hand. And then she truly, for the first time, recognized the hockey mask.

This is a joke; it has to be. Annie opened her mouth to scream as he raised the machete and her inventory papers dropped to the ground below.

“Who’s up for another fire?” Jeff asked, finishing off the last bite of his hot dog. He sat at the big, wooden kitchen table with everyone and wiped away a stray blob of ketchup from his lip.

“I'm in!” Vicky said with a smile. She nudged Mark, “You?”

“I'm in training,” he teased, though agreed with a nod when she gave him puppy dog eyes.

“Nah,” Sandra joked, prompting Jeff to roll his eyes at her.

“Don't drink too much,” Joel urged, “Before we get to painting, and before it gets hot, I have a hike planned for the morning.”

“Even me?” Mark asked, wheeling his wheelchair back and forth.

“Me and you are teaming up.”

“I'm in.” Mark smiled a contagious smile. He then turned to Vicky. “Don't get me drunk.”

“Cross my heart,” she told him with a grin, making the motion across her chest.

“What do you say Teri?” Scott asked, raising his eyebrows across the table. He took a bite of his burger.

“I could, I guess.” She shrugged. As much as Mark and Vicky seemed into one another, Vicky seemed very disinterested in Scott. Still, he was trying.

“Enjoy everyone,” Joel said, glancing subtly at me. “I'm getting an early night's sleep.”

“Afraid of Jason,” Ted commented with a thumb’s up. “Got it boss.”

Everyone chuckled and Joel humored them with a smile. “Just make it back to the cabin in one piece.”

“Will do,” Sandra said. She looked at me and then to Joel. “You coming or staying?” She whispered.

I shrugged and said quietly back, “I'll feel it out.”

As everyone wrapped up eating, I volunteered to grab their used paper plates and began to clear the table.

“You coming?” Jeff asked me, eager to head outside. He reached into the pocket of his cargo shorts and retrieved a blue lighter, flicking it on and off.

“Yeah I'll be down in a few,” I said, not sure if I could fulfill that promise. I held a hand out for his plate and he draped an arm around Sandra's shoulders before leading the way out the front door with the rest of the group behind him.

Joel helped clean up, retrieving condiments that were left in the center of the table.

“Thanks for helping clean up,” he said.

“No problem.” My eyes lifted toward the door, seeing the screen gently slam against the door frame as the last of them headed out into the night.

I took it upon myself to wipe the table down after tossing the plates in the garbage.

“You going outside?” Joel finally asked as I tossed some paper towels into the garbage can beside the kitchen island.

“I'm a little tired,” I said to him with a barely-there grin.

“It's been a long day.” Joel grinned back and then gave a little chuckle.

I laughed lightly with him. “It has.”

“You know,” he closed the distance between us, “I don't know if we’ll have this cabin alone much in the future.”

“You're probably right.”

Joel nodded and pulled me to him when he was within an arm's reach. Making out with him was addicting. Our lips met for the third time that day in a fiery, fighting for survival kind of way. I had never kissed anyone like that.

“Your room or mine?” I whispered against his lips.

“I was just about to ask you,” he said back, pecking my lips. “My bed is a queen.”

“I have a twin.” I gave a laugh.

“Well, I guess that settles that.” Joel reached for my hand and I took it. “You sure you don't want to go out to the fire?”

I grinned as he looked over his shoulder. “I'm pretty content right here.”

He flicked off the main switch to the downstairs area, leaving just a light on above the sink and then towed me up the wooden staircase.

Is this actually happening? I had butterflies in my stomach and felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I was sure it was Sandra but I didn't reach for it.

When Joel pulled me into his room and his lips crashed against mine again, my arms linked around his broad shoulders.

This is going to be the best summer of life!

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[nightwolf1429]

Jason Todd Canon Lore Stuff:

@jashjdh Ask and you shall receive! :D this is sort of part 2 to this post of mine, where I did the same thing for Dick Grayson. Here, since there are so many comics and so much conflicting lore, I read the fandom . com entry for the character and then type out the most important bits of what I learned, both to help myself remember it, and to teach others ^w^

!TW for Batman-like things, such as spoilers, mentions of injury and death, a brief mentions of drug use, a brief mention of sewerslide and r(😬)e, etc)!

•To begin with, a lot of people argue "Jason is the angry Robin!" Or, "Jason ISN'T the angry Robin!" I think for the most part, this misunderstanding happens because originally, Jason was a very calm kid. In his original appearances he had a similar backstory to Dick Grayson(Being an acrobat in the circus) and was much more chill, however in the post-crisis revamp, he became more violent and troubled. In the words of the wiki, "the post-Crisis Jason is impulsive, reckless, and full of rage."

•Jason lived a troubled childhood, with his father being a petty crook. His dad at one point served a jail sentence for his crimes, but even once he got out of jail, he never came back to the family. This left Jason alone, taking care of his drug-addicted mother. He would rip and remove the parts from cars around the city, selling them for cash to make sure they were fed and clothed. His mother eventually died from an overdose so he took to the streets, continuing to take apart cars for cash.

•One night he came upon the Batmobile parked in an alleyway. Batman had just replaced the tires, but had not yet put on his new custom hubcaps. Jason took this opportunity to snag the tires, and managed to get one and out of there before he came back for a second tire. This is when Batman caught him, hence the iconic interaction of him throwing his tire iron at Bruce and calling him a 'big boob' as he ran away.

•Batman tried putting Jason in a boarding school for troubled kids, however this didn't work out either because the owner of the school was actually running a program to train young criminals. When Batman busted the criminal operation, he decided that perhaps Jason's anger could be used for crime fighting, so he took him in because he was worried that if he didn't, Jason would become a criminal. While Jason wasn't an acrobat like Dick, he was strong, and had lots of skills from his time on the streets.

•On their first official mission together, though, it was revealed that Two-Face had killed Jason's father. Despite the fact that Jason's father had abandoned him, he was still enraged by this and he went on a rampage. However, he showed restraint when he allowed Two-Face to be arrested instead of killing him, which made Bruce very proud.

•As much as Jason was a good, enthusiastic student, he was also a very troubled one. His time on the streets had raised him with a tilted sense of morals, and with the tendency to lash out and get violent when threatened because of his street survival instincts. Because of this, Jason often had the opposite ideals and morals to his mentor. He tended to use excessive force when trying to stop criminals, such as how in one adventure he was asked to 'hold off' some villains, and he immediately shot at them despite Bruce's dislike of using guns.

•The most notable of these times was on the case of Felipe Garzonasa, a man who had r(😬)ed a woman, an event that led to her sewerslide. Jason tracked this guy down, and moments after Jason arrived, Felipe fell to his death off of his apartment balcony. While it was never confirmed nor denied, it's fairly possible that Jason pushed Garzonasa off, breaking Batman's no kill rule. (We love a man who respects women ✊)

•Bruce was so afraid that Jason was going to possibly kill someone, either intentionally or with his reckless actions, that he called Barbara Gordon and asked her to work a case with Jason, in an attempt to figure him out. They did work together, however Barbara could come up with no real way to help him, and simply warned Bruce that there was 'a darkness in Jason'.

•Jason eventually discovers that his mother was not actually his biological mother, so he runs away from home on a mission to find his real mom. He follows lots of leads, but eventually ends up in Ethiopia, finding his bio mother Sheila, working as an aid worker. He's incredibly happy to be reunited with his real mom, but he soon discovers that Sheila is being blackmailed by the Joker, being forced to supply him with medical treatment. Sheila herself has been embezzling funds from the agency, and to keep from getting caught, she directly hands Jason over to the Joker who brutally beats him with a crowbar and leaves him and Sheila in a warehouse with a bomb. Batman is unable to save them on time, and both of them perish in the explosion. Bruce is obviously devastated (and starts going crazy because of this a bit later on), and the bodies are both buried in Gotham City with the cause of death on Jason's death certificate being labeled 'smoke inhalation'.

•Jason is dead for at least a decade, his memory constantly haunting Bruce as his 'greatest failure', keeping Jason's Robin suit on display in the Batcave. Bruce begins to spiral over the thoughts that he himself had failed to train Jason properly, and that he had also failed to save Jason from the Joker. (Personal opinion, I don't know if I actually blame Bruce for 'Not saving Jason in time'? Because the way the wiki framed it, it made it seem like Jason ran away and didn't tell anyone that he was going to do this, plus I don't know how Bruce would've known that the Joker was blackmailing Sheila to begin with? Idk, maybe I'm missing some context here)

•Many years later, while Bruce is fighting with Hush, Tim gets kidnapped. When he confront the kidnapped it ends up being 'Jason', but it turns out that this version of Jason isn't Jason at all, and is just Clayface pretending to be Jason.

•Superboy-Prime, trapped in the Paradise Dimension, alters reality. This shift results in Jason's revival, as he's once again given life. He breaks his way out of his own coffin with his bare hands, and drags himself 12 miles before eventually collapsing (since he still has many lasting injuries from the Joker's beating). He's found at some point and hospitalized, where he stays in a coma for a full year, and even when he awakens he has amnesia. At some point he's recognized by a petty criminal, who informs Talia. Talia brings him to the Lazarus Pit, where she immerses him in the water where her father Ra's is also bathing. This restores Jason's memories and his physical health, however it's implied that the Pit's energy + Ah-Gul's energy messed with his mind and personality (Though it's always possible that these changes really just came from his trauma)

•Jason Todd takes up the mantle of Red Hood, and returns to Gotham City.

•Jason goes to find the Joker (who had been run out of town by Hush), and gives him a beating with a crowbar just as the Joker did to him, though he keeps the Joker alive to use him against Batman later on. He also assumes the control of several gangs, and starts a mini war against the Black Mask criminal empire. His general plan is to clean up the cities violence and drug dealings(probably because he doesn't want anyone to end up like his non-bio mother), as well as kill the Joker for revenge. Because of his intense and violent methods, he has many brushes with Batman. It's around this time that Bruce finds a Robin mask in the Batmobile, one that never belonged to Dick or Tim, but looked like a mask in the style of Jason's old Robin costume. He also realized at this time that Jason's coffin is empty, and that's when he starts to believe that Jason may have genuinely come back from the dead.

•Jason, hearing that Tim had replaced him and was supposedly a 'better Robin' then him, he got angry and broke into the Titan tower to confront him. Wearing a newer version of his own Robin costume, Jason makes quick work of immobilizing the other Titans. He was absolutely furious that there was no memorial for him in the Hall of Fallen Titans (Despite the fact that he was only a Titan for a very short time), Jason demands Tim tell him if he was really as good of a Robin as Jason himself was, and Tim stubbornly says 'Yes' before he passes out. As Jason is leaving the tower, he rips the 'R' logo from Tim's costume. However, it's revealed in the epilogue of that comic that Jason actually holds some respect for Tim now, begrudgingly saying an "I'll admit. He's good." As he ponders how he could've been a better Robin had he acted more like Tim.

•At some point Jason kidnaps the Joker and uses him to lure Bruce to Crime Alley, where they had first met all those years ago. Jason is of course angry that Bruce never 'properly avenged' him by killing the Joker, since Jason believed that Bruce would because the Joker had "Taken me away from you". Bruce explains that it would've been easy for him to kill the Joker, that he continuously fantasized about taking the Joker away, torturing him and eventually killing him, but that he wasn't willing to cross that line (Partially because he wasn't willing to stain the memories he had of Jason [that he clung so tightly to while losing his sanity] with blood). Jason decides on a deal. Either Bruce kills him, or he will kill the Joker. So he holds one gun to the Joker's head and gives the other to Bruce, counting to three. However Bruce, obviously not wanting to kill Jason but also not wanting Jason to commit this crime, uses a Batarang to cut down an object that ends up slicing Jason's throat. The Joker uses this time to detonate some explosives and plunge both of them into the waters. (I don't even know what to say about this part, I have a lot of opinions here. I will say though, I think that if Tim hadn't become Robin, Bruce might've legitimately killed the Joker.)

•Jason shows up again after about a year, now as an evil version of Nightwing. Jason uses this costume to taunt Dick, suggesting the two become a crime fighting team, but Dick refuses because he doesn't want to be associated with Jason's violent methods. Not long after, Jason is kidnapped by unknown mobsters. Dick, albeit hesitantly, saves him, and they team up to defeat the Pierce brothers. After the fight Jason leaves New York and drops the Nightwing mantle, leaving Dick a telegraph that says he has returned to normal, and that he still considers Dick family.

•Jason's kidnaps a girl named Mia, wanting to convert her to his side since they both had somewhat similar pasts and he feels they're kindred spirits. She refuses, so he blows up her high school. (WTF JASON???? 😭)

•I dunno how to explain this one too much, but basically he went on a mission with a Monitor that he called Bob? And he met an alternate reality version of Batman, who had started killing after Jason's death.. And then the Darkseid thing happens and Batman 'dies', which makes Jason absolutely furious (Because he cares about Bruce despite not agreeing with the way that he handled things back when he died).

•Jason, back as Red Hood, tries to take control of some gang wars to calm things down, but it actually makes things worse. Since Batman is supposed to be dead, and Nightwing is unavailable, Tim is the one who has to help clean up the mess. Jason asks to team up, but Tim refuses because of Jason's questionable methods. Due to a combination of some things, Jason gets shot in the leg and arrested. When the gang war is resolved, Tim stops by the prison Jason was in, using a disguise and a fake name to deliver Jason the code that will let him out of his cell because he believes Jason deserves a chance at redemption.

•After his escape Jason is summoned to the Batcave, where he is brought in to hear his part of Bruce's Last Will and Testament for him(Y'know, since Bruce is supposedly dead lmao). He listens to Bruce's final piece as he talks about out of all his failures, Jason was his biggest, and how he regretted not getting Jason actual help or showing much empathy over him hardships, instead dressing him up and having him fight. Unfortunately this heartfelt message is what makes Jason fully snap.

•Jason began dressing up in a Batman-like outfit, leaving slips of paper saying 'I AM BATMAN' where he worked, however he used much more aggressive and lethal forms of punishment on the criminals he fought. Due to the violent nature of his vigilantism, Nightwing and Damian are after the fake Batman. Dick figures put pretty quickly that the imposter Batman is Jason, and after an argument, Jason shoots Damian. Tim is also searching for the fake Batman at this time, dressing up as Batman as well to demonstrate how Bruce would've really acted. Tim finds Jason's fake Batcave, but has to be saved from a boobytrap by Catwoman. Jason returns to his 'cave' and finds them there, impaling Tim with a Batarang. Dick and Jason fight, with Jason thinking and claiming that Tim is dead, while Damian and the Squire are actually busy saving Tim. Dick kicks Jason off a moving train, but when he tries to pull Jason back up to safety(Because he still considers him family, just as Jason does him), Jason refuses his help and falls to his 'death', while claiming they'll meet again soon. This is when Dick becomes Batman.

•When Jason returned, having survived the fall, he decided to become direct competition to Batman and Robin, making it his mission to get to all of the criminals before them and become the new Gotham Hero. He even got his own sidekick, a girl named Scarlet. Jason was very public about this, posting things on social media, talking about how killing the villains was the best way to do it, and a lot of people actually agreed. At one point Jason kidnapped Dick and Damian, locked them up and stripped them both naked(😰), claiming online that if the post got enough attention, he'd reveal Batman and Robin's secret identities. However his plan was interrupted by an assassin names Flamingo, that he and Scarlet weren't strong enough to beat. Dick and Damian escaped and saved them from death, though Damian got pretty seriously injured.. Jason just ran Flamingo over with a truck- Jason was taken into police custody and as they took him away, he claimed that if the Lazarus Pit could revive him, why couldn't it revive Bruce too?

•After Bruce's revival, Jason files an appeal to Arkham Asylum, wanting to be released because the tests show that he's perfectly sane, just willing to kill. He ends up being transferred to a Gotham prison, where as soon as he arrives, the sewerslide rates spike and there are several homicides(Though these mainly occurred in self defense from Red Hood killing people in the prison who attempt to kill him first). On top of this, Jason poisons the food and kills 82 inmates, making 100 more sick. He's immediately taken back to Arkham Asylum, but is quickly broken out by some mercenaries. Jason breaks free from the mercenaries and fights them off as Batman and Robin arrive. At the end of this mission, Red Hood and Scarlet escape in a helicopter, warning Bruce and Damian not to chase them because he planted bombs all over the city months ago, and he's willing to detonate them. Dick doesn't do anything about, deciding that Jason was lying about the bombs, and that even if Jason decides to do better he'll only rejoin the family when he's ready to.

•Jason, trying to reform, forms his own hero team called the Outlaws. He changes the red symbol on his chest to a bat, a sign of his somewhat awkward but slowly-beginning-to get-back-on even-ground relationship with the Batfamily. The costume he now wears also used to belong to Dick. His relationship with Tim is now at least neutral, if not a little friendly, as the two can be seen eating together and making some jokes. However his relationship with Bruce is still strained, and a bit hostile. While he keeps his aggressive and lethal style of fighting, he now only uses it when he believes necessary, and doesn't always shoot the second he sees a problem.

•At some point his team disappears, and he goes back to being a solo hero.

Extra Fun Fact! Because of the Lazarus Pit, Jason no longer ages and he heals much much faster then a normal human!

TAADAA! I might do more if I get the motivation ^w^

[memysoulandi]

Piper

So this is real random, but in my earlier post about the Lost Trio (this should work as a link: https://www.tumblr.com/memysoulandi/754162180906270720/jason-grace-so-much-potential)

and anyway I feel a need to elaborate on Piper's character as someone said something about her demonizing of femininity understandable to her character and past.

What I meant by this was sort of have her like the dresses, but not the implications of wearing them.

For example, when Aphrodite put her in a gorgeous dress to claim her along with some makeup, instead of her going 'ewwwww I hate wearing dresses and makeup feels so horrible this is so embarrassing gods I despise dresses' instead be like 'Piper didn't like looking this perfect as it reminded her of all the models and actresses and singers who threw themselves at her father and made fools of themselves for a bit of cash'.

Given what kind of movies we can assume Tristan Mclean does, movies with men sweaty and shirtless and woman being helpless stupid love interests who dress in impractical clothes for the film, scream in fear, and wear heels 24/7, Piper probably didn't have the best view of the actresses that she would meet, as she associates them with the 2000's helpless love interests films they act in. She associates being feminine with being weak.

I feel like her journey to accepting herself and her femininity would probably begin with Reyna or Annabeth-Strong powerful woman who are feminine enough-both can rock dresses and war armor just as easily and are, on the outside, sure of themselves and are well-respected. Her lesbian journey should begin with her kinda despising Reyna because she has a crush on her, and everyone mistaking it for jealousy.

On a different note, I feel that Jiper couldn't work out BECAUSE they are opposites, and both are gay.

Piper rejects all stereotypes she faces-being pretty and caring about appearance because she's a woman, the whole 'mess' with being Cherokee and the 'oh your so involved in ur culture ur weird' shit that goes on, being self-absorbed as a daughter of Aphrodite. She makes herself the opposite of these so much, and she turns it into her personality in a way, probably because of negative experiences with Hollywood.

Meanwhile Jason conforms to all his expectation, at least at Camp Jupiter. Be a good leader, be praetor, date Reyna, be strong, be caring, be the best, be handsome, be kind, be straight, be perfect. He's a people pleaser and a perfectionist, and he changes who he is to fit other expectations.

Also their relationship was set up by Hera and Aphrodite and what not healthy for either of them.

[anonymoushouseplantfan]

The Royal (Non)Reaction

The big royal response will be the coronation, as it should be.

It will "look towards the future while being rooted in long-standing traditions and pageantry." I hope so. The big challenge here is to present an attractive and coherent vision for the future. I look forward to seeing what they come up with. Personally, I would shine a spotlight on the younger royals, not just the Wales kids but also the Wessex children and the others.

Until then the family will stay quiet. Responses will be indirect, like the burgundy outfits for the Christmas Carol, the eagle feather hat for the Christmas walk, and Jasons RVO. I'm particularly impressed with William's restraint, as he sometimes shoots from the hip. He has been very disciplined.

So far, this has been pretty effective, which I find curious. Stonewalling Thomas Markle was not effective, but stonewalling Harry has the opposite effect. When I realized the family would not respond I feared Charles would be perceived as unfeeling and harsh, like Meghan was when her father went to the press. However, that has not been the case. Is it because Meghan and Harry are raking in the cash and the amounts are a lot bigger than anything Thomas earned during his media tour? It is Queen Elizabeth's halo effect? Is it because Charles, as the king, is seen as representing the institution in a way Meghan never was?

Personally, I think it is the precedent. I am reading Traitor King (highly recommended btw), and the parallels between David and Harry are eerie--the books, the interviews, the post-royal struggles.

Likewise, the parallels between the royal responses to David and Harry are also very similar. Above all, the institution is to be protected.

The one big difference is that David and Wallis weren't as viciously self-destructive as Harry and Meghan. The documentary was not greeted positively and yet here is Harry doing more interviews covering the same ground. They just keep digging that hole deeper and deeper.

[tanglepelt]

Run Ghost Run 9

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Tim talks to Danny. Jason makes progress with Danny.

The traffic light café was good as a place as any. Really Danny wasn’t picky. He didn’t know the area or what else was around.

The café took its name seriously. The entire cafe looked like someone barfed up red, yellow, and green. Tables and chairs clash against each other. The only normal part of the whole café was where you ordered. A standard corner counter. Coffee machines and flavoring on the wall. Cash register upfront.

They sectioned off the tables from where you ordered with rope barriers.

The cash register was oddly placed. Scooted at the edge on the opposite side. A special menu has plenty of room up front. It’s like they fully expected someone to grab it and run.

The colors made him think of that kid, Robin.

Right now, the café was empty. Drinks sat on the counter a few iced drinks and hot drinks in to-go cups his best guess would be mobile orders. The mug is probably a worker's drink. The café had just opened. So, it was around 6 am.

The cashier had rushed to the back to grab the till. Left him all alone up front. That was until he felt a chill.

He felt it even before the bell rang. Another contaminated. A guy with black hair and blue eyes. Just a tad taller than him. He wasn’t sure why. But the guy looked at him as if he knew him. It gave him stalker vibes.

You know that second-look type thing. Except his posture stayed the same and his head didn’t move. Either this guy is very good at concealing his emotions or Danny was being paranoid again.

Considering everything that moved seemed to set him off. The latter was more likely. At this point, he just needed to expect everyone to set off his radar.  

Danny planned to keep his order simple. No sugary concoction just an iced americano and a croissant. Nothing too awful. Honestly, who knows? It could cause gut problems. Coffee was not the best thing to be having. He didn’t care. Caffeine was essential.

He could feel the guy behind him still.

He was a weird one. Offering to pay for his items albeit forcefully. The dude came in front of him slamming a card down. Which was nice and all. This guy was just a tad bit intense. You didn’t do that back in Amity. Everyone in amity knew one another. You only bought things for friends and ppl you cared about. Not for some rando.

The guy introduced himself, Timothy Drake, call him Tim. He looked like he needed a nap, maybe a full night of sleep. His bags had bags. Getting coffee wouldn’t help that. Danny shouldn’t judge to harshly seeing as he was doing the same thing. The dude got 5 shots of espresso in a mug. The way the lady taking orders looked at him made it seem like a frequent order.

Tim kept trying to make conversation while they were waiting. Danny was hardly paying attention to him. Just enough to not be rude. He did buy his drink after all. When Danny had his drink, he had gone towards the exit. Danny stopped in his tracks to turn and face Tim. There is no way he just said he jumped out a window to get coffee.

“You… jumped out a window??? For coffee” He was not ready for what Tim had to say next

“Sneaking out of windows is my thing. Used to use them to go look for Batman and Robin.”

This guy was a whole different breed. He was essentially admitting to stalking them. How else would he know all these stories about Batman and Robin? There was no other explanation he was certainly way too old to be Robin and wasn’t the same build as Batman. Definitely a stalker.

The stories he had about them while impressive, the good in Gotham and all. It sounded like they cared a lot about Gotham. Heros themselves seemed to be attached to the government. Now he was most likely a wanted fugitive.

So that’s a no from him.

******

Jason has been doing his best to avoid his family. He’s seen the messages on the chat. There is no way he’s admitting that what happened to the replacement and Damian happened to him.  He would ignore the whole glowing green situation.

No involvement from him.

Besides nothing has happened to him since then. He doesn’t want to deal with their constant worry and attempts would surely happen to keep him in. Jason did not have to follow orders from Bruce.

The bats had been busy handling the batgirl crises to get on his case. Jason wouldn’t be surprised if they just forgot to turn their comms back on. Steph did fake her own death before.

Any situation those two got in. They could handle it. Regardless he had his own mess to handle right now. There was a new gang messing with his territory adding in the fact they’ve been using children; he’s got his work cut out for him.

Then the weird dreams of some lady in black. She always faded in and out from white to black. Jason noticed the little crown holding her veil up. One with little bats at the tips of the points. All saying a prince needed help. Without it, there would be consequences. It had been non-stop. The last few nights had been restless.

Red Hood still had to patrol despite these dreams. Make sure he didn’t lose any street credit.

He had been alerted to a kid being spit out by a shadow. Could very well be the one Duke saw. His first guess was a meta with some form of teleportation power. Potentially two working together. Worst case scenario kid got nabbed by a meta. Which just wouldn’t do.

No kids getting hurt on his turf. It’s a well-known rule. He always followed through.

Potential metas in Gotham are not great. Nothing against the superpowered. It’s just that if they are easily manipulated or misled, they would end up as pawns. That would be bad for all parties involved. Gotham likes to twist and corrupt people.

If someone got their hands on a meta kid, it could be disastrous. Depending on the control of his powers he could injure someone or reveal his powers to the wrong person. Traffickers were still out in Gotham some prepared for metas. Who’s managed to get a hold of power suppressants.

He’s cleaned the streets of the worst of them. More always just showed up. Metas and children would be best to stay away from crime alley. He’d have to handle this efficiently.

Plan was simple. Get to the alley he was last spotted. Begin to search for him. Then one of two things. Ensure the kid safely got out of Gotham or take care of a potential trafficker and get the kid out of Gotham. The unlikely chance the kid wasn’t running from something and got displaced from his family. Jason would help get them reunited.

Scouting out for the kid was easy. He noticed him from the roof. Only for the kid to whip his head right at him. The best even scrounged up his nose as if he caught a wiff of something disgusting.

Look like he was going to have to act. If the kid spotted him following him would yield no results. Seeing as the kid was out alone no one in sight. Approaching may just work. With the shadow report in mind, he was going to have to watch his back. I’m the chance a shadow launched itself at him. He had a bright light on him. Light makes shadows stop, who knows it could have the same properties.

The closer he got he could see the kid had just checked out as well and the closer the temperature dropped.

Only jolting when he landed in front of him. Falling straight on his butt as a reaction.

Jason was able to look him over. It was the same kid from the library. The photo did not do justice to the kid’s injuries. His eye was dark more swollen the marks on the wrist looked far worse. The sweatshirt had rolled up from the fall.

The rope burns on his wrist were red and bruised. The very edges were puffy and a deep red line through the center. Cuffs had cut into the right where the burns were. Less then a week. His eye was swollen with deep red bags underneath them. Danny if he recalls the name properly was ghostly pale.

This was done against his will. Kid fought back causing the fallout to be worse. Someone purposely bound him. Jason had no doubts. Whoever hurt the kid had done so intentionally. Barbara had relayed the ecto acts to them and how to find them.

He looked them up. Pain to find.

Read them.

They needed to go.

Everything pointed to Danny running away. Which is expected when someone has the injuries he has. Having a full bag meant he knew there was a chance it was going to happen or had outside help.

The fall he took most of set off a hidden injury. He could smell iron in the air. Somewhere the kid was bleeding. And it had to be a lot. There was no playing nice. Danny was a flight risk. Jason had to change his stance in preparation for him to flee. The brat kept playing off the injury with a simple it will heal. Yea no. He heard the kid wince.

Danny was getting medical attention and protection. If the government was after him claiming, he was un-sentient and unable to feel pain he wasn’t going back. They were fooling themselves to get away with sentencing an entire species to experimentation or eradication.

He went to grab the kid. Only for his hand to phase through him. Danny looked like he was flickering going from translucent to fully visible. A meta maybe an alien, of some kind. If he listened to the government likely an ecto entity. It tracked. The research and running were factors in favor of him being an ecto entity.

As Danny moved so did the chill. Tracking his movement was easier with that. A second attempt for the same result. Where his hand had gone through was freezing. It had to be at least 5 degrees cooler than everywhere else.

He followed until he went through a building. One after another. When he lost sight, he tried to follow the chill in the air. Only for no luck to be had.

The rest of the patrol was searching. No luck. He was about ready to text the chat. Then Dick texted.

He had eyes on him.

Only for said brat to jump off the roof.

Jason was hoping he used his powers to land in the sewers below Gotham. Now Jason should have informed the chat about the intangibility. Confirm the suspicions of him being a Meta. Given he disappeared from the ground he’s sure they know that part. The intangibility part is probably not. The running theory in the chat was teleportation. Jason didn’t buy that. The kid ran from him through the buildings and didn’t disappear in the shadows. There could be limitations on his powers making it only useable so often so he couldn’t fully dismiss it.

If he did text the chat, it's headache city. He’d get lectured for ghosting them and he didn’t want to deal with that. Then chewed out for not reporting his encounter with Danny earlier. Besides Jason wanted to get Danny first.

The others were a bit much.

So here he was out in Gotham midafternoon. It’s not like he had a day job. His plan was to stake out the area to see if he could spot him. Walking around as Jason Todd. He had a bag with a mask and a red jacket. If he ran into him, he’d try the Red Hood first. Maybe a less intense approach. Not so grabby. Mention he is a crime lord. That way the kid would at least know he had nothing positive with the government. If anything, he was a wanted man.

Jason didn’t have all the facts. Enough to know the kid had every right to be wary of anything government related. He’d end up trusting a criminal much quicker than any government official. Although loose as they were the bats and birds had connections. They could be found online. The kid is obviously trying the whole solo thing. It couldn’t last forever.

The intangibility would be a problem. Perhaps the flickering wasn’t normal. He seemed to struggle through it. His breathing had picked up. Throughout the encounter, the temperature was constant. If he went closer the temp dropped. Thermals may come in handy in a search. He’d go that route if he failed to find him. There is always the chance the kid got spooked and ditched town.

For now, walking by back alleys would be his best bet.

Jason heard it before he saw it. The sounds of a mugger demanding money from someone. Then the sounds of a body falling on the ground. The same voice that lied about being fine was now complaining about spilling his new iced americano.

Was the kid a coffee addict like the replacement?

Grabbing his mask and jacket. He walked into the alley. It was a small space. About the width of two cars. A full dumpster in the alley. Behind the kid, there was a guy in a mask unconscious. The dude got what he deserved and was drenched in coffee. He’d take care of him after he dealt with the brat. Danny himself didn’t look so good.

He was sitting on the ground against the wall. Arm positioned over his stomach. Pain is evident even with his eyes closed. Much like their first meeting. Considering Danny hadn’t noticed him. This time he stood a chance. Danny looked like he was about to pass out. Could be as easy as grabbing the child.

The kid seemed to slump. Jason got directly in front of him with no reaction. Did he pass out?

Perfect time to try just grabbing him. No reaction when he touched his shoulders. He could be seriously injured even if he didn’t see them right off the back. He’s guessing he jolted the kid wrong when getting him in position. He was met with a bite on his shoulder. It went through his jacket.

Jason is positive he heard Danny hissing as well.

“This is the worst kidnapping attempt. 0 out 10” That opened a whole new line of questions.

“You’re the one passed out in an alley next to a mugger.”

Jason could hear the disappointment in Danny’s words “That was good coffee too.”

“Gonna run the minute I put you down or just plan to go intangible again.”

The air around them got colder than it had been. His foot especially. Huh. Not just intangibility. The brat froze his boot to the ground. Not that well, if he wanted, he could just pull his foot out.

“How about you just let me down and chill out.” Dick would like this kid.

“You need medical attention” Jason had an idea “If you’d rather ill call an ambulance, they get close and ill ditch. Don’t want any run-ins with the authorities myself.”

“NO. No cops no ambulances.” There was worry laced in his voice. He could work with this.

“Cool. We can just hang out here then” Kid wasn’t going to get out without using his abilities. He hadn’t yet so it seemed less and less likely.

“I’m fine” The go-to saying.

“Three choices. Me the crime lord, the ambulance, or we can stand here indefinitely. I’m sure one of those vigilantes will show their faces.”

“a crime lord?” The voice he spoke in led Jason to believe this might just work out.

“yup” Plain and simple. It was silent for about five or so minutes when the kid finally spoke.

“Fine. I’ll go with you. No cop or those weird vigilantes”

The ice disappeared and Jason let him down. He was happy to relieve him of his bag. Little incentive to have him not run. Danny was pouting and annoyed at the situation. Complaining that he was fine. The go-to lie. That he could carry his bag and walk just fine. Then dropped like a sack of rocks. Jason may have underestimated how badly he was injured. Getting him to a safe house would be simpler at least.

Once he was back in a safe-house kid passed out on the couch. He looked him over for any major injuries. Kid's torso was wrapped completely in bandages, the wrist burn he was aware of, and only several small surface-level wounds, which he tended to. Jason wasn’t going to do anything too invasive. The brat would no doubt run if he did. Its not like he would be able to keep him in the room easily. Intangibility and all, not to mention the ice powers.

He supposed it was time to hop back in the chat.

Red Hood: kids a meta who goes intangible and has some form of ice power.

Nightwing: Where have you been?

Nightwing: How do you know

Red Hood: met him obviously.

Robin: I wish to gather the knowledge of why we turned green. He fled the previous attempt.

Red Hood: so your saying the kid on the run. Likely has a government agency after him and you guys approached as a vigilante?

Nightwing: technically

Red Robin: i said he’d run

Red Hood: Kids going to be terrified of you guys. Be real with yourselves and think for a second.

Red Hood: whose the kid going to trust? The crime lord or the vigilantes.

Red hood: don’t answer. Seeing as he’s on my couch now.

[fullhavelstonearmor]

I came across something here on tumblr. It was a list of stuff like “You don’t HAVE to make your evil protagonists justifiable” and “Your evil characters don’t HAVE to face consequences.” Now, this list was clearly yet another case of “tumblr user thinks they’ve thunk a new thought.” But here’s the thing. They’re right. You don’t HAVE to. Everyone knows it. Everyone who’s made a bad guy knows it. There’s nothing morally wrong with you as a person if you write a story about some homicidal rapist getting away with shooting up a school. But now tell me this. When was the last time you read about this kind of character in the role of protagonist, and ENJOYED it? You can’t really name a lot. Because in most cases where the protagonist is an unjustifiable evil person, the story is dogshit. It’s REALLY fucking hard to write a story about that kind of guy, and nigh impossible for the story to be GOOD. Especially if they face zero consequences.

Now, before opening my tirade on certain bad examples of evil protagonists, lemme speak on good examples. First of all, slashers. Like, horror movie slashers. These are good because they’re meant to be stupid and cheesy. They do ridiculous kills because it’s fun, or occasionally disturbing, to watch. And you may argue that they aren’t protags, but be honest with yourself. When I say Friday The 13th, who comes into your mind? Not Tommy Jarvis, Jason Voorhees. The hockey mask guy with a machete. The story of the series follows him, so he is the protagonist. And he does ridiculous shit like go to space. It’s dumb, it’s cheesy, and even though he avoids consequences by being immortal, you don’t really care, because it’s a shitty slasher film and it knows it. Next positive example.

Jack, from The House That Jack Built. Now, I hear you. “Oh ultimate super intelligence Havel, he DOES face consequence! He dies and goes to mega hell!” Okay, fine, I give you that, but for most of the movie, we watch him get away with despicable acts. When you reflect on this fucked up movie, do you think of the Dante’s Inferno references, or do you think of that taxidermy kid’s terrifying smile? The smile? Yeah, me too, bud. The reason he works as this kind of fucked up bastard of a protagonist is because we still see it from the outside. Despite being the protagonist from a technical standpoint, to us, he is an antagonist. We hate him. We watch the movie and hope he gets gunned down by police or something. We hopelessly pray to movie gods that his victims survive. This is only helped by Vergil, who provides insight and criticisms to Jack’s fucked up ideology. I mean, we watch him glorify Hitler for crying out loud.

Alright, final good example is ironically, good for almost the exact opposite reason as Jack. “Johnny Cutthroat Cash” from Manhunt. See, while we see that Jack likes killing, and is straight up addicted to it, we can only INFER that about Johnny. We only know two things about Johnny. He was on death row, and he’s good at killing people. We don’t know if he was a serial killer or a mercenary or anything. You could claim he’s sadistic, but he may also be doing his job of creating a spectacle. We see only one bit of guaranteed emotion from Johnny, and it’s from when his family is kidnapped. Johnny works so well, not because he’s a well written character, but it’s the fact he lacks a character. He’s a bald Caucasian man. He matches a million people. You are Johnny. You decide in your own mind if he’s a fucked up killer or he maybe killed some official for banging his girlfriend. You don’t know and you get to pick. I think the lack of origin aside from his family hating him after whatever he did is what helps. When you can make your own character, it doesn’t get boring.

Now. Onto the two bad examples. Our first protagonist is ironically called “The Antagonist.” From Hatred. Hatred is… well… dogshit. The story is ass and so is the gameplay. If you’ve never heard of him, you’ve definitely seen his face. He’s the poster child of shitty edgelords. The whole plot of the game is that he hates people and just goes on a shooting spree before nuking his city. Its gameplay is similar to the original Postal. But while Postal 1 is a delve into a madman’s psyche, in which he expresses remorse and is implied to have killed himself for it, (for a defense of later Postsl installments, see horror slasher section) The Antagonist just… doesn’t do that. He shoots people and then nukes the city. It’s fucking stupid. I’m not crying over the lack of a happy ending, I’m complaining that it’s BORING. I mean, we don’t even get an idea on why he hates people. The game is so edgy it’s laughable.

Speaking of so edgy it’s laughable, I could really put any original Garth Ennis character here, but I’m going with the classic. The one and only British Punisher. The worst “protagonist” I’ve ever even fucking heard of. Billy motherfucking Butcher, from The Boys comic run specifically. If you’ve ever watched the show, you’ll notice that Billy is a complex individual. All of that depth is gone in the comics. He’s just a genocidal freak, and Garth Ennis makes all the superheroes pedophiles and junkies to justify the Punisher ideology he’s such a fan of. Thing is, the Punished is a good character. Because he’s different. The Punisher is in the wrong, and he knows it. He knows blowing the brains off some bank robber is not the most moral choice. Butcher on the other hand, will kill a super hero in front of his children, and AFTERWARDS discover the super hero had a stash of “cheese pizza” so he’s ACTUALLY the good guy now. He’s only seen as a bad thing at the end when he goes full on “I hate ALL superpowers, time to kill my friends who I have superpowers” which is… I mean, it’s consequence I guess? But it’s a dumb fucking ending to dumb fucking comic series. The Becca thing still happened, but he only mentions it occasionally to justify his bullshit when he DOES do something Garth recognizes as questionable. Don’t read The Boys comic. It’s not even so bad it’s good. Just read Watchmen.

Anyway! This is a topic I’m strangely invested in. Can’t believe I wrote a whole rant over a single tumblr post about “bad guys are cool.” I think it’s because I agree. Bad guys are cool. But consequences to their actions is a major part of it all, and so is a base level of justification. Do you guys have favorite examples of this, good or bad? Lemme know. I’m open to debate too, if for some reason you loved Hatred or hated Friday The 13th.

TL;DR: You know how making a pure evil character in Fallout is just a boring playthrough? Fiction writing can be like that if you’re not REAL careful.

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Today’s snippet (3/17/23)

“Aniki?” 

Here it comes, Jason thought. He braced himself by taking a fortifying bite of his chili dog, gesturing for the kid to continue with his free hand. 

Sitting on a rooftop with a late-night snack after a successful patrol was nearly a tradition. They’d found a quiet spot in the Bowery out of the lingering drizzle, and bought from the 24-hour diner thanks to the power of drive-thrus, cash, and Red Hood’s reputation. His helmet sat opposite Hayate’s perch, because Jason didn’t trust the kid not to mess with it when annoyed, but thus far peace was maintained. As long as both of them were busier with their food than they were with talking.

Hayate’s legs dangled at the edge of the roof. He kicked occasionally, as though trying to keep his blood flowing in the cold. “When you said to stay out of sight, I thought you’d be doing something more dangerous than sitting in meetings for three hours because it rained.”

“Hey, you got to hide in the office with the spinning chair.” He’d heard that thing rolling around the room through the door. If Hayate was a normal teenager, his phone and the chair might’ve been enough to keep him busy.

“And,” Hayate went on as though Jason hadn’t said anything, “then you went and got into a helicopter chase the second the storm died down! Without me!”

[ajgrey9647]

The Quad Life

Honestly I don’t even know what this is. Its an AU of my already AU fan fiction. Inspired by a prompt for something else... so yeah here ya go:

Pulling his long, dark hair back into a ponytail, Tommy cleared his throat to get the others’ attention. His partner, Jason, reclined next to him on the couch, already focused on the solving the logistical problems that would surely arise on this new adventure. A thick notebook of lined paper was balanced on the White Ranger’s knee and a pencil dangled from his long fingers.

Raising his eyebrows, he glanced at the muscular, aloof man draped over the arms of an old recliner. His long hair brushed his shoulders on one side; the other was completely bald. Taking a long gulp of the large Mountain Dew at his elbow, he rolled his eyes.

“I’m listening. Can we get on with this?” he whined petulantly. “I don’t see why we need rules anyways.”

Another man lounging in the kitchen doorway, munching on a small bag of ruffled chips spoke up.

“That’s exactly why we need them. Things are different now,” the grey-haired man scolded.

Tommy nodded.

“That’s right. If we’re going to be serious about this, we have to have clear expectations. It can’t just be a messy free for all.”

“Well, I used to make rules all the time so I fail to see why Tommy gets to decide how this is going to be,” Drakkon continued.

The White Ranger shook his head in frustration.

“It’s not just me. We all decide what we will or will not agree to. When it comes to your body, Drakkon, then it’s strictly your rules. But sex isn’t the only area we have to come to an agreement on,” Tommy sighed.

Jason spoke up, sitting up from under his boyfriend’s arm.

“He’s right. We need to figure out the logistics first before we get into the spicy stuff. If we get busted, then none of that other stuff will matter,” he pointed out.

Drakkon took another big pull on his soda and groaned.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea for you to be drinking that?” Red nodded at the beverage.

Hazel eyes narrowed and the tyrant scowled at his former pet.

“Someone’s enjoying their new freedom,” he snarked, flipping Red the finger.

Tommy rapped his pencil loudly on the end table, cutting into Drakkon’s insult.

“That’s the point. He is free now, but he’s choosing to be with us.”

Pointing the sharpened end of the writing utensil at the soda bottle, Tommy added.

“He’s right about the Mountain Dew by the way. You have a hard enough time calming the fuck down.”

Giving a dramatic sigh, Drakkon replaced the lid of his drink and waved his hand.

“Alright, lets move along with this conversation. I’ll just lay here and dehydrate.”

Jason stood and paced as he thought, a common tactic when he was strategizing. Tapping a finger to his chin, he mused to the assembled group.

“Well, we have a place of our own now. Thanks to the mysterious interested party who offered Tommy’s uncle a large amount of cash for this lake cabin,” he started.

Drakkon now waved his hand like a prom queen.

“You’re welcome!”

Jason ignored him and continued down the list of possible issues that could come up. Tommy scribbled notes as his boyfriend spoke. The Red Omega was in charge of coordinating the terms and conditions of their quad relationship outside of their new home.

“We’re far enough from Angel Grove that those two can go out in the community without anyone recognizing them for who they really are. If anyone from the team is out this way, we need to let each other know so Drakkon and Red can lay low. Otherwise, the agreement was that Red is my uncle and Drakkon is his partner, correct?” he asked, looking at the other three faces for verification.

“Fine by me,” Red answered, shrugging. He crossed the wooden floor to settle onto the opposite end of the couch.

Drakkon merely twirled his finger in the air.

“Whatever,” he grunted.

Jason now looked to the older men and raised a finger.

“That brings me to my next point. Drakkon and Red aren’t going to work as names here. We can’t have people talking about the two newcomers with strange names. That might get around. So you two need to pick regular names,” he instructed, before another thought occurred to him.

Looking to Tommy, he raised a brow.

“They’ll probably need ID’s, won’t they? Not that they are probably going to be doing any driving, but if someone asks or something, we need one.”

The White Ranger frowned as he jotted that point down on his list.

“I used to have a fake one. But I got it from someone else. I can try to do it though,” he offered.

At that, Drakkon gave a loud laugh, his head tilted back.

“What?” Tommy snapped, indignantly.

Drakkon whipped a faux tear off his cheek.

“Kiddo, you and I both know that wasn’t our forte. They always came out like ass for one reason or another. Just let me drop a discreet wad of cash in the right hands and have someone else do it,” he snickered. “Its not like buying this place drained all my resources.”

Jason looked pointedly at Drakkon.

“Can you do it without it coming back to bite us?”

Now the tyrant pulled a face.

“Look who you’re talking to, duckling. I have always been excellent at explaining the risks of crossing me,” he grinned, looking over at Red, who just nodded and stuffed another chip in his mouth.

“So that just leaves the issue of picking names. Do either of you have any ideas about what you want to go by now?” Jason asked, looking from one face to the other.

Red shrugged, licking the salt from his lips as he struggled to think of a suitable name.

“Maybe something with a ‘J’ since I used to be Jason. Know any good ones?” he answered.

“Isn’t Jay a name?” Drakkon tried, before dismissing it. “Never mind. I don’t think that suits you.”

Tommy ran through a list out loud while the other three men mentally tried them out on the bespectacled partner.

“John, Jonathan, James, Jayden, Jamie…” he muttered.

“That one!” the tyrant shrieked as Tommy got to the last one, making everyone jump.

Jason glared at him.

“Why do you get to pick his name?”

Drakkon looked at him like he was stupid.

“Because that’s the name I’ll be moaning. Plus aren’t Tommy and I the dominants here?” he snarked again. “I also picked his name the last time.”

Red tried it out a few times softly as he slowly nodded his head, fingers threading through his trimmed beard.

“It’s fine with me,” he shrugged. “I can live with that.”

“Alright, if you’re fine with it, then that’s what we’ll start calling you,” Jason sighed, then looked at Drakkon. “And you?”

Giving Jason and Tommy a sly look, he admitted.

“I already picked one. Didn’t have a choice when I had to sign the paperwork your uncle brought when met at that restaurant to finalize our deal. Luckily, he didn’t worry about ID when I showed him the case full of cash.”

He grinned, drawing out the anticipation of his name announcement.

The other three just stared at him, not giving the indulgent man what he wanted.

Drakkon huffed.

“My name is David. You know, like David Hasselhoff!”

Jason burst out laughing, Tommy stared at Drakkon in disbelief, and Red just shook his head and smiled.

“Fits you,” he smirked at his former master.

The tyrant spread his arms and looked at Tommy and Jason.

“Ok. What’s next?”

Fighting his laughter back, the Red Omega struggled to get back on task. He moved behind Tommy to read the notes over his shoulder. He nodded silently at what his boyfriend had written out so far.

“So, that would be clothes. Drakkon, I mean David, you need to take Jamie and go shopping for clothes. Regular stuff too, not all kinky leather costumes. You have to be able to go out in public.”

“Am I just a purse with legs to you all?” he accused, before giving a possum-esque grin. “Just kidding. I love playing the rich benefactor.”

Jason shook his head.

“You’re getting something out of our arrangement too, David. Don’t forget that.”

Drakkon raised a finger abruptly.

“If I’m paying for home décor too, then I get to make all the decorating decisions,” he demanded.

Jason glanced at Tommy and Red. When they both denied caring about picking out dinner plate patterns, the Omega rolled his eyes.

“Fine. But can you keep it normal? Nothing immoral or warped in case someone shows up. And if you pick a bunch of super expensive shit, that’s not going to work either. It doesn’t fit the backstory we’ve already decided on,” he instructed the former evil Ranger.

“Fine,” Drakkon huffed. “I’ve been there, done that anyways.”

Tommy also read over the list of logistical issues.

“Ok, we’ve talked about names, ID’s, clothes, when to lay low, the backstory… what else?” the White Ranger asked, looking at Drakkon and Red. “Anything you guys want to add?”

“Can we discuss sex now? All this other stuff is boring,” Drakkon pressed. He defiantly grabbed his Mountain Dew again and slung it back, daring someone to say something.

“Is that all you can think about?” Tommy grouched.

Drakkon laughed and winked.

“You would know, wouldn’t you?” he answered.

Jason threw his hands up and sighed.

“Fine, if that’s something we can get out of the way, we can discuss domestic responsibilities later. Drakkon, oh God, I mean David, I assume you want to start?”

Now the newly christened David stood and paced before the assembled group.

“If I’m making rules about my body, then I’m letting you all know now, I’m a dominant top. I know Jason and Jamie don’t mind playing with each other, but I don’t think Tommy and I will match well in the sack. You know, we’ve had a past of despising each other,” he declared. “But I’m more than happy to bed the other two.”

“Fair enough,” the White Ranger added. “I have no desire to fuck around with you either, David. I also want Jason and Jamie.”

He scratched behind his ear with the pencil, thinking.

“I’d say I’m usually a dominant top but I’m open to taking orders on occasion.”

Jason reclined against the side of the couch, arms crossed.

“So overall, the big picture is David/Jamie and Tommy/Jason as our main relationship with Jamie and I being submissive pets and you two our dominant masters. But pets can be swapped. That sound right?”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

“Then Jamie and I need to take extra measures to ensure our safety and that our boundaries are known clearly. Because we are not just interchangeable sex dolls,” he stressed, looking directly at the tyrant. “What is ok with Jamie might not be for me. Especially since he has more ‘experience’. But he might want to do some of that wild shit anymore since he has a choice now.”

Red tilted his head, thoughtfully.

“Right now, I’m fine with what I’ve been doing. I’m pretty used to all of it. I just want it respected if for some reason I do say ‘No’ to something,” he murmured. “Like if I get too sore from rough-housing with three muscular guys.”

Tommy paused his notation and stared at Drakkon intently.

“We will respect it, right?” It wasn’t really a question.

“Of course,” Drakkon sighed.

Jason smiled.

“Good. Jamie and I can compare notes later regarding specific acts and situations he’s done with David so I can decide if I’m comfortable performing it or not. Then we can discuss those with you.”

Jamie put forth a topic next; he had so far been pretty laid back about all the decisions, which concerned Tommy. It was important he feel he was an equal partner in this quad. In the overall relationship, they each had a say with their own boundaries and hard limits as well as what they wanted to experience.

“We should probably discuss the issues of ‘marking’ and ‘collaring’ especially since we will be seen in public,” the soft-spoken man advised.

Jason’s eyes widened and he nodded.

“Good idea. If Jamie and I always walk around looking like we got our asses beat, people will talk and someone might call the police. Especially since we sometimes get carried away. I think we need to be discreet if we have a black eye or busted lip and if we have a bruise or cut we can cover, we should do so. Just remember, we want to avoid trashy gossip,” he stated, watching as Tommy wrote this item down and turned the page.

His hand then went to his collar, a thin black leather necklace that was in reality a discreet collar. Tommy’s version was actually a key but no one could tell by sight alone. Looking to Jamie and David, he decided to ask what their thoughts were regarding a collar.

“Jamie, I’m going to guess David is in favor of a collar. Do you want to wear one? Obviously, it won’t be some golden, blinged out monstrosity like you had before. Something less obvious,” he asked his doppelganger.

“You know I’m pro-collar, darling,” David spoke up. “Rest assured I can pick you out something socially appropriate.”

Jamie crumpled his empty chip bag and pitched it into a nearby can.

“I’d prefer a collar. My neck has felt pretty bare ever since my other one broke,” he commented.

Now, Tommy spoke up as he stood for his turn to speak.

“Does it matter who marks who as far as biting and all that? Like David and I can mark either of you? David, I need to know if you have any objections to that too.”

David shrugged.

“I personally don’t care. We are basically the same person and so are they. Yes, we all have personal preferences but I won’t feel territorial if you bite my pet as long as I can do the same.”

Both Jason and Jamie nodded in agreement.

“I’m going to suggest we take it easy on that like I mentioned with the bruises and cuts so people don’t talk. Maybe do it in areas we can cover,” the Red Omega suggested.

The group easily agreed.

Then Tommy brought up an overlooked situation.

“What about Jamie and Red marking each other or playing without us present? We haven’t discussed that since you and I are the dominants and don’t have any interest in each other sexually.”

“Interesting point, Tommy,” David commented. “I’d be sad to miss such a delicious sight but again, it’s like they’re doing some futuristic masturbation.”

Jason and Jamie looked at each other thoughtfully. Each knew the other was on the same page.

Jamie fielded the question.

“I think Jason and I are more interested in playing with each other for our masters’ enjoyment, not just because we want to fuck each other. But I say we just leave it open. We haven’t all lived together like this before,” he answered. “He might want me to teach him some things.”

He gave Jason a wink then as David and Tommy growled in arousal.

The White Ranger shook his head to clear it so he could get to another important area.

“Something I think is vital is checking in with whoever we are playing with to make sure they are comfortable. Having appropriate safe words is another thing. Jason and I don’t use ‘green’ or ‘red’ as code words due to our Ranger colors. We might be role playing and it could get confusing.”

Jason put his arms around his partner’s shoulders.

“Also, Tommy always makes after care a priority. He doesn’t just use me like a sex toy then abandon me. We talk about what we did and if there was something that bothered us or made us feel upset for some reason.”

David pulled Jamie up from the couch and gave him a nuzzle, kissing his temple.

“You know all that is new to me, but I will make sure we keep communication open. Especially considering our prior dynamic. I don’t want you revert back to feeling like you can’t refuse me. But with our history, I think we both got pretty good at reading each other’s body language and facial expressions,” he whispered against Jamie’s lips.

“Same with me,” Tommy spoke up. “I might not be as good as reading you as David is, so I think it’s a good idea for us to move more cautiously.

Jason squeezed his boyfriend more tightly.

“The list Jamie and I come up with for our boundaries and wants will help. But we should never just assume anything. We can all stop this at any time for any reason. Understood?”

All four men agreed.

“I don’t think any of us could have seen this in our futures,” the White Ranger laughed.

“Definitely not,” David smiled, caressing Jamie’s jaw. “But I think I much prefer this life to the one I had before.”

“Same,” Jamie quipped, grinning back.

“Oh my God, you guys. You know if we ever get caught by the others, they will fucking kill all four of us, right?” Jason warned.

David gave his Cheshire Cat grin, all teeth showing.

“Don’t worry, duckling. I know a thing or two about being sneaky.”

[lunarxdaydream]

A voice rang out from a phone held in the man’s hand, one he didn’t recognize. Oh, he walked in while the other was on a phone call? What poor timing on his part. Though from the phone’s screen it looked like maybe he had hung up?

Ven’s smile grew wider.

“Jason Jason, is that any way to talk to a friend?” Ven sauntered over to the desk, hands settling against the smooth polished wood. From the way he walked about the space, one might be mistaken to believe that it was him who ran it.

“After all, who helped you secure the money for the upgrades you made to this little lavish chateau, yeah? A looot of talking and sharing I had to do.” Plopping down into a chair opposite the desk, Ven waved a hand with a lackadaisical air.

“And this is how you treat me? If you’re that forgetful of our close-knit, bosom-buddy relationship, maybe I’ll forget about it that easily too. I mean, maybe I’ll even let slip some interesting rumors about whose pockets some of the extra cash this place makes ends up in.” Green eyes glinted with sadistic glee, the threat in his words as clear as day. “I bet some of the higher ups wouldn’t appreciate learning that, would they?”

( strolling in like he owns the joint )

Could he have timed this at a worst possible time? On and on he goes like a determined gnat, buzzing where he is least wanted. His fingers curled beneath the desk, the blood draining as crescents dug deep. It takes every drop of restraint to not reach across the strangle the idiot to death let alone grab his phone to end the call that never should have happened. At least not at this hour.

"A smart man saves his ace for a later date.", Jason remarked as he leaned into leather cushions. Tension builds in his lower jaw; the mind racing with thoughts of what will come now that the clues have been laid bare. Maybe he could get some other fool to take the fall. Or better yet ... --

-- But with this motormouth blabbering on, who knows if his excuses will save his damn hide.

"I'd hate to see your talents go to waste." Hands fold on his lap to create an air of composure. "I hear business is ruthless out there."

Guess it is time to handle a few loose ends.

"And you know what they say about turning your back on 'friends'."

"Let's change the date," Caio fished out a second phone from his pocket; bright screen coming to life as the other remained on the empty seat beside him. The mute button glowing white to indicate his conversation will not carry over as the details slowly unravel.

Embezzlement. Fraudulent reports. The numbers might have added up but it was too clean. Too ... manufactured considering the short window of new enforcements set in place. Suddenly it all made sense ... --

Or rather confirmed his long term suspicion as he sent a message to the pilot. No use in missing out the fun.

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[venessaclaud]

In Road to Paloma, I love how Jason Momoa revealed his character through his relationships with other people and how they saw him. We rarely got a glimpse of his inner world or him when he was alone. His story was a man on the run destined to be alone but he wasn’t that at all. He was LOVED and liked by everyone he came across even when he did wrong, even when his circumstances made him a nuisance. We saw who he was not by an inner monologue or his own thoughts or words but how people in his life reacted to him, new and old relationships. The kids surrounding him and jumping on him when he went to visit family. The women in his family joking and happy to see him. His grandmother very emotional and maternal, saying her heart was happy to see him. Lisa Bonet’s character emotional and sad to let him go after only knowing him for a night. His sister and her husband naming their child after him. Specifically her husband literally jumping in Wolf’s arms kissing his forehead overjoyed to see him again. Risking his family and their safety to protect Wolf. His sister emotional at the thought of her brother leaving. These things might seem obvious but the intensity and the warmth is anything but typical. The bounty hunter helping find Wolf literally feeling a kinship to Wolf and being apologetic having to do what he had to do. Cash’s intense love of Wolf after only knowing him such a short period of time.

But I think Cash’s character out of everyone is like the audience, he sees everyone’s reaction to Wolf in real time and puts together the pieces like us that Wolf is a GREAT man. Cash is also a kind of the opposite to Wolf. His character shows the audience what a typical broken man looks like and shows Wolf is not that. Everywhere Cash goes, he has problems with people. He gets into fights often whether it’s with people at a bar or his ex wife. He doesn’t invoke warmth like Wolf does. He’s likeable and at his core he’s a good guy. He just doesn’t have the maturity or emotional intelligence and his circumstances reflect this. Cash is the typical broken man who creates these problems out of fear and lack of emotional intelligence where Wolf is this loved, warm, respected man whose circumstances have hindered him. People understand what he did and why and now he’s forced to live with the consequences no matter how unfair they are. No matter how much he loves and is loved.

[the-firebird69]

There are other things happening and in Charlotte county

-and they are we are having a fight here and it's not us it's the pseudo empire versus the warlock and they're losing their grip they are losing their threat on the empire as a result of losing spaceships to the empire and quite rapidly they had about 10 billion ships yesterday now they have 8 billion and the warlock we're at 8 billion and lost 1 billion ships but to multiple parties gearing up to take another 2 billion ships because the pseudo empire is falling and my husband says there's probably companies and businesses that are just simply emptying out and vanishing and it is true we do need a lot of personal... And that's Dave and he's starting his truck and he got nowhere with Alicia and she said he won't renew with him sitting there and he said I'm just going to sit here then and that's what they left it at now this guy Dan AKA Dave is a loser and that's my husband to try and straighten it out with Stan and my husband said no way you're nuts why the hell would I do that and the guy is this delusional freak. And his wife is too but not that bad yeah I'll go to him okay so this way he's doing wrong it's just sitting there squatting and put the word in and he can't figure it out then that's clueless is threatening my husband and he says s*** I'm going to hang you by your nuts and you don't think so cuz you're a retard s*** you die a lot I mean it your s*** hes saying to Dave. I'm sending people after that piece of s*** right now and orders being issued. And our son and daughter-in-law have the orders and our other son and daughter-in-law have the orders and daughter and son-in-law and another daughter in southern law and going after the piece of crap and some others are joining up yes good. There's a huge number of things that a****** does that are very very annoying try to get into the skin and tries to get you to do stuff when he's bothering you my husband has not done one thing not one thing for that piece of s*** when he does that and he's so stupid he just keeps doing it he say he's going to rip his arm off and beat him to death and the stupid little s*** thinks that he can get away with stuff as he's getting beaten up I mean what a freaking loser so I'm going to teach him a lesson again like we do everyday now but this one's going to be harsh. And there's a few other things happening Stan is irate he says that b**** is after we oh she is you're still here he's not laughing but didn't figure out something we usually get people so Jason is a nuisance and so is Lily they do perform some tasks not extremely well and the guys kind of a toddler half the time likes driving the lawn mower.

-couple more things they intend to kick them out of course and they don't want to renew the contract and the contract for next door is supposed to be renewed on January 1st is an odd day and they have time really that's going into the second week and he's supposed to move out or they won't renew it. There are more things happening but it's a big deal and Sarah is moving her stuff around and getting out of her room and she's trying to get a truck so my son is trying to my husband that is trying to get a gig for some cash to move her stuff she's already saying no that's close enough since when I have money then. There's some laughter. And this is moving along but there's some changes here and the trumpsters are still in the neighborhood of the 90 households and the other 40 are still out there by the way out of those 90s there are about 20 but they're not doing so good is an average of two to three left in each household and they vary in numbers of people from one person in several to five and several which is bad and it's going down if they know there's a problem and 20 is not bad but bja has about 30 almost exactly and there's other opposition to the trumps and the pseudo empire has about 10 so we're up to 60 and the minority warlock have 10 and at least 20 10 of which are miscellaneous and remain 10 or Max I literally get here anymore little arrive

-so that's so in essence the opposition of trump is pretty severe and he has about 15% of the people here in the neighborhood and that's pretty piss poor

-there are a few things more the lawsuits are opening up again to sue them for the rest of the land. And with Sherry here and Stan stops doing practically everything he takes to check and she comes out and puts it in believe it or not couple times we think she is using groups to keep the place clear believe it or not to try and get hers in there and she's small but she said she knows what to do and does that for a while, more than a few months of course it gets difficult she tries to put them in and she can't she can't even get in herself still and becomes a nuisance and after about 5 months she stops trying to do it and tries to make a matrix and can't do it it says what is this I can't get anybody in there and and he's not fending anyone off and notices everyone's fighting and it goes on for a while and she loses the place I get stuck somewhere people think it's the aliens movie but she was pushed into the ground by a spaceship and supposedly survives no. And the spaceship crushes the blonde lady who materialized and it's Mac code it's an omega symbol and it's talking about alien spaceships the mutants and they're still working on there Saturn plan. Probably after they lose a lot of their stuff yeah they're still cocky and arrogant love stuff happens coming up real quick well this is the point of ways away if it does happen it could be CGI I want my husband says not my son he correct me and he should that you got to run one way or the other not with it damn it. She's grinning and thinking I should run one way or the other it looks like they're running with it.

-and there's a couple other things that happen real soon we think that Dan gets kicked out and we think that the contract was not renewed at the first of the month that's the only reason why he's talking about it he's extremely reactionary that guy. And for some reason it came up this morning and it is because it came up yesterday when Dan was out somebody went to the apartment and looked around no they simply said to them on the phone if you're there you're going to get evicted and it was yesterday and it went on all day dan started to attack and pester him. And it was gross because he kept demanding to stay there and Stan kept saying I don't see why you're saying that you don't have a contract and didn't have one in the first place and he keeps saying it's your life and I can't tell you how to lead it he kept repeating it and finally Stan said why don't you shut the f****** you're not getting a contract and if you're not out I'm going to evict you. So the idiot started mouthing off and Stan said I'm going to evict you because you won't shut your mouth you need to get away from me what you're doing is illegal so he's working on the eviction there's a question that when the sooner empire falls fully because they're fighting and they're not huge what will happen here and these people think they're just going to move in and as different characters and they think they'll have a better time and so forth but they're fighting bja that will heat up and don't fight over the UK that will actually hold the trusters out and bja not alone and they force other people out and people start beating on them not only that but the pseudo empire is still around and they're going after them too and they're forces getting cut down real quick and the warlock fleet is trying to attack this pseudo empire freak to take ships and they saw how The empire was doing it and their stuff doesn't work that way so they're trying to do it and they're up there and the pseudo empire is now trying to take their shifts and the empire is trying to take their ships too. Now they're getting the s*** kicked out of them. And it's kind of a race other people are getting involved and they worried about 7 billion this morning now they're going to 6 billion real quick and they're probably not stop and Tommy f is under strict attack by the empire and foreigners who are taking his ships and they need them and the corners are becoming aggressive they're going after a lot of the ships has finally begun and it's a big announcement

Hera it says kind of under his breath to me Jesus Christ I'm in trouble this huge things going on and she snuck up with me on me with it it's going to be like ice cream for dessert and I'm not going to know what's coming and I'm laughing and I'm laughing because it's a good thing to him he gets calcium here and some sugar if it's no added and yeah these people are no good but boy it's funny

It's not funny it's a nightmare no it's not and yes it is and no it's not

Thor Freya

It's not a nightmare we really needed this to happen

Zues lol

Yeah great we can have this on our in mind all day long, oh yeah the ship stuff is good though

Olympus

[witchofinterest]

11-20 jaykay (incredible ship name btw) <3

Thank you very much! I am quite fond of it

11. How do they feel about nicknames/pet names? If they like them, what pet names do they use? If they hate them, why do they feel that way?

They both have nicknames (Kay and Jay are nicknames) and their pretty cool with them! Sometimes Jason likes to use the basic one (Sweetheart, Babe, etc) to embarrass her in front of other people bc he’s like that, and it does but she also thinks it’s cute.

12. Do they have a difficult time when separated from each other, or are they fairly independent?

Yeah! So their both, but they don’t like to be away from eachother. It’s especially hard on Kay when he’s away in season two as she feels more isolated but they get through it. And then, season three.

13. How do they keep in contact when they’re apart? Do they write letters, talk on the phone, or simply wait out the time?

They call and text incessantly! Having only a phone between them makes them both a bit more clingy.

14. Do they enjoy PDA, or are they more private with affection?

Kay does not because she’s easily embarrassed and Jason’s the opposite he doesn’t care.

15. What songs remind you of their relationship?

A few are: home - catie turner / ghost of you - 5sos / i burned la down - noah cyrus / silhouette - aquilo / your somebody else - flora cash

16. Would they ever get matching tattoos? If yes, what would these look like?

I do not think so, both are impulsive but not like this.

17. How well do they communicate? Are they open with their feelings/thoughts or more reserved? Why?

As well as two very traumatized barely legal adults can! So, not the best but not the worst. They try to be open, but it’s hard. Kay’s a little better at it since jason’s all she’s got and he’s split between kay and bruce.

18. How do they care for each other when one of them is wounded/sick?

They both know basic first aid so they’ll apply that till they can back to wherever their safe house is. If their sick they both make the other get rest.

19. Do they wear each other’s clothes/jewelry?

Not really, I don’t think either ever gets a chance for this to happen.

20. How do they comfort each other when one of them is upset? Is this method of comfort effective?

Both of them just by being there and yes it does help.

[dailyrugbytoday]

Beauden Barrett eligible to play for the All Blacks New Zealand Rugby

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Beauden Barrett eligible to play for the All Blacks New Zealand Rugby

Barrett would like to play overseas and still be eligible to play for the All Blacks. New Zealand Rugby (NZR) have said no. Now there’s a few strands to the argument, but let’s deal with Super Rugby first.

That competition is a pale imitation of its former self because of NZR. They’ve expanded and contracted, fallen out with South Africa and Australia, rested All Blacks wherever possible and generally undermined the integrity of the competition at every turn.

That opposition is a faded imitation of its former self because of NZR. They’ve increased and shrunk, fallen out with South Africa and Australia, rested All Blacks anyplace viable and commonly undermined the integrity of the competition at every turn.

New Zealand All Blacks Rugby should treat Beauden Barrett like a French footballer

France boasts a in large part developmental professional league, offering one large club – sponsored by means of the authorities of Qatar – and no longer a lot else.

What gamers France produces, predominantly play in leagues in England, Italy, Spain and Germany.

France at the moment are vying for back-to-again Fifa World Cup titles, a feat last achieved via Brazil in 1958 and 1962. They’re no longer on my own, of course. Brazil is another example of a footballing superpower whose elite players are concerned in leagues somewhere else.

The point is that, in actual expert recreation, gamers cross where the cash and the opposition is. They’re not compelled to live at domestic with the aid of their national bodies. Players go along with everybody’s blessing and are picked for worldwide duty if they’re suitable enough.

Maybe they’re playing their club football in England. Maybe it’s Belgium or the Netherlands. Sometimes groups consisting of Brazil will also select a person out of China. If you’re an elite player, then the usual of the league you play in have to be beside the point.

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Northampton Saints v Munster Rugby What time and TV Channel

by Brenda Reed on December 14, 2022 at 6:34 pm

The Heineken Champions Cup carries on this weekend as Munster look to bounce back from their opening defeat to Toulouse with a visit to Northampton Saints. Here’s all you need to know about the Northampton Saints v Munster game. Where and when is it on? The Northampton Saints v Munster match takes place at the cinch

2023 Rugby World Cup warm-up matches Schedule

by Brenda Reed on December 13, 2022 at 5:31 pm

In 2023, some rugby union national teams will play matches in preparation for the 2023 Rugby World Cup, which act as a stand-in for the usual mid-year international tests. We are delighted to announce a selection of packages available to watch Wales host two fierce battles against England and South Africa at the famous Principality Stadium

The All Blacks World Cup selection !

by Brenda Reed on December 13, 2022 at 5:24 pm

The All Blacks made significant strides in 2022 towards finding the 33 players who will jump on a plane to France next year, with many experienced campaigners potentially on the outside looking in after the turbulent season. The coaching shake-up that saw new assistants Jason Ryan and Joe Schmidt join the All Blacks staff has

All of which brings me to Beauden Barrett and New Zealand Rugby.

I read and pay attention that the floodgates would open if Barrett left. That fellow All Blacks might follow healthy and Super Rugby would be irrevocably weakened. And my counters to that are a) who cares, it’s been occurring for years. And b) the French football group.

Rugby in New Zealand is struggling financially because of our Nanny State model. We don’t have professionalism, we have a nation-run competition. Like the old USSR and Cuba, we insist our pleasant rugby gamers stay domestic. We’ll have no defectors right here, thanks.

Well, NZR desires money and wishes deals with Silver Lake and so forth due to the fact they maintain seeking to meet the participant wage marketplace. Why bother? Why no longer get Toulon or Toshiba to do the heavy lifting instead?

So what if Super Rugby is going down the gurgler or will become entirely developmental. We’ve already given up on provincial and club rugby, so might every body absolutely mourn the passing of Super as nicely?

We additionally have this concept that playing in France or Japan is not any true to your rugby. Maybe.

But what approximately treating gamers like men? What approximately appealing to their experience of professionalism?

Do we honestly believe that Barrett – without having NZR micro-manage his life – would get fat and out of form by playing overseas? And so what if he did? We wouldn’t be the ones paying him a million dollars anymore and would be under no obligation to pick him.

Players would get match fees and per diems while in All Blacks camp, but their wages would be someone else’s problem.

It’s not conceding defeat, it’s not giving up, it’s simply following the long-established and successful example set by football.