#project power newt

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

pt VI good omens s1e2, a totally all-inclusive summary i remember everything

i don't, that's a lie. i lie like aziraphale, rarely and badly but with great gaslight energy.

alright well let's not dawdle for 6000 years, i'll forget what i DO remember.

An angel named Gabriel who is not Jimbriel yet, so a foetus Jimbriel, gets into Aziraphale's bookstore and yells about pornography to keep humans from following him into Aziraphale's secret back chamber.

What they do there, I do not know. It is up to speculation. They talk and Aziraphale is flustered about Crowley, I think, but that's the whole show so far.

The intro sequence remains strange. Cartoon Aziraphale is an impregnated chicken, cartoon Crowley is the baby daddy.

There are witch hunters and they want to burn Agnes Nutter alive. I don't know who Anges Nutter is yet.

We cut to Agnes Nutter and I know I will never forget her. She is beautiful and a BAMF. A MILF. An absolute bombshell.

The bombshell part is literal. They set her on fire and she explodes, killing all those in a 100 metre radius. I want to be her.

I assume it is a witch thing, but then find out she put bombs under her skirts. I want to be her, but more ardently.

There is a book. She writes prophecies in it.

There are horsemen of the apocalypse, which I forgot was still happening. We are in present day.

War kills everyone. She is pretty. She is not Warlock, the kid whom Aziraphale and Crowley raised.

Famine is a sexy beast, and runs Michelin star restaurants. He likes tiny food. He is developing foodless food.

If there are others, I do not notice. There could be. There really could be. There probably are.

There is a girl who scribbles on the book from earlier. She grows up. I think she is War. I am wrong. This is probably a good time to mention to Tumblr that I have mild issues with facial recognition, which is totally not going to affect my understanding of what is happening at all.

She is named Anathema. That could be someone else. What is real? Not Neil Gaiman.

She finds the Antichrist and the Them, and they are all playing at a witch hunt. The Antichrist does not have an aura. Yellow is fear. Yellow is joy. I lose track of what is happening for several scenes.

Newt is works in an office. There is a power cut. Newt no longer works at an office.

Newt joins a witch hunt.

There is a delivery man. I think he is Newt. I am wrong. His name is something resembling Judy. It is an easy mistake, everyone's reaction to not-Newt-maybe-Judy is the same as that to Newt, deep protective love.

Crowley and Aziraphale steal a Bentley. Find a Bentley? I am unsure. I am too busy looking at Crowley.

Crowley speeds. Crowley likes speeding. They hit a motorbike that has maybe-Anathema. They pick her up and take her to a house somewhere. The Bentley plays Queen music. Everyone is very excited about this. Beepop.

Maybe-Anathema enters the house. This could have been before she finds the Antichrist. But if the show isn't linear I don't have to be either, I decide.

Crowley and Aziraphale panic a lot, but find time to eye each other hungrily and lovingly. They have priorities, and I respect that.

Crowley yells at his plants to grow better. He pretends to kill one of them. I cannot believe I was entirely right about my interpretation of that GIF. I am filled with confused anger. Later I find out that he is projecting how heaven told him he was a disappointment and threw him out. I am no longer angry. I am sad. This is an ongoing thing when it comes to Crowley.

A major plot point is Dog, the best friend of the Antichrist, having a face off with a fat tabby cat. Dog loses. It was doomed from the start.

Aziraphale gaslights gatekeeps and girlbosses. He assures heaven that everything is under control. It is not. That is okay. I think.

Heaven asks about Crowley. Aziraphale gets flustered. This is as per usual and he assures them that he is battling Crowley, who keeps him on his toes. I not-so-privately think that Crowley keeps him on his knees, really.

Things happen. I'm too busy thinking about Aziraphale's puppy eyes. He is a bitchy sweetheart. I love him.

More things happen. I'm too busy thinking about Crowley's sexy hips and shoulders and, well, everything.

The episode ends. I am still thinking about Crowley. I am always thinking about Crowley. Everyone is always thinking about Crowley.

This... this is all I remember. Have it, Tumblr.

[littjara-mirrorlake]

That one-shot of Elesh Norn's backstory was just one piece of the many, many Phyrexian praetor origin headcanons I have, and I definitely will write those in the future as well.

Besides Elesh Norn, who was born of the white sun in a magic wellspring and taken in by a high priest, none of the praetors really came from anywhere special.

Sheoldred was born to one of the first compleated Mirrans in a society where status is limited by the purity of one's Phyrexian bloodline. Doomed from birth to a suboptimal compleation and a life toiling away under covetous lords, she seized her fate in her own hands. The power of her words and her mastery of information would become her greatest asset, and she would spend her life proving to others--and herself--her worthiness to stand among and above her fellow Phyrexians.

Urabrask was just another faceless form in the teeming masses of Phyrexians created for industry, long before the Furnace Layer was even built. He moved silently through his training with the other newts in his cohort, shaping metal and reciting hymns, wondering if anyone else could see the hole they burned in his heart.

Jin-Gitaxias was a young prodigy, born with innate telepathic powers that lay dormant in his mind. In his newthood he grew obsessed with designing his own optimized, compleated form, and secured a place on one of the budding Progress Engine's research teams. It was there he would be offered an opportunity to kickstart his career, joining an effort to create the optimized predatory organism--the Vorinclex Project.

In time, these five would come together from their patchwork of backgrounds, and their fates would grow inseparable from one another.

[prettybillycore]

"For Tommy" Series Masterlist

UPDATED: 5/14/24

Pairing(s): Thomas Shelby x Original Character

Universe: Peaky Blinders

Summary: Veela and Seer- a powerful combination of traits for one person to have. Edith Lillian Scamander falls in love with a young Thomas Shelby while working in a nurse’s ward during WWI. Will her feelings be requited, or will she be doomed to pine over the man of her dreams for eternity hopelessly?

Rating: Teen ✦ prologue | Your sister, Edith Lillian ✦ letter #1 | Yours, Thomas Shelby ✦ ONE ✦ letter #2 | All My Love, Lilli Scamander ✦ letter #3 | Sincerely, Your Peaky Blinder ✦ TWO ✦ letter #4 | Farewell, Edith Lillian ✦ letter #5 | Much Love and Hope, Edith Lillian ✦ THREE ✦ letter #6 | All My Love, Thomas Shelby ✦ letter #7 | Tread lightly, Newt

Read it on AO3 //

[bonefall]

are amphibians like newts and frogs considered aquatic? i know crustaceans & mollusks would be

Yes they are! Generally, the more time it spends on land, the closer it will be to 5 calories than 4. The estimate was actually based on frogs and tadpoles, I had to make an educated guess.

My best source was a feeding chart from a reptile food website which sells whole small prey for consumption by snakes. It perfectly lists out the values of dozens of small animals, but no fish. So I took a note of the 4 calorie estimate, observed that an adult frog increases in calories compared to tadpoles (bucking the trend with the others on the list where younger animals are worth more caloric value) and went on to do more research

I couldn't find a source that broke down WHOLE prey caloric value like the chart, so I ended up comparing caloric value between rabbit fillets, chicken fillets, and fish fillets on human-centric nutrition websites. My hypothesis was mostly consistent, even with more species added. Fish (perch, flounder, pike) < Wild Mammal (rabbit, squirrel) < Poultry (chicken, turkey, quail). There was overlap between "classes", certain fish getting over the 100 hump, but generally there was a trend I boiled down into 4/5/6

This is consistent with how a lot of fish meat is actually water. In fact, cats quench a lot of their thirst from the food they eat. I also learned some very interesting stuff about the fat distribution in fish which is going to blow a bit of a hole in some of my Clan culture stuff lmaoooo, but I'll furiously swim across that obliterated bridge when I get there

But funfact! Fish oil is rendered fish fats and it is the form that unsaturated fat takes, whereas lard is what saturated fats become. I need to do more research into this topic to understand what kind of difference it would make in a wild cat's diet.

There was one big bucked trend though: salmonid meat was WAAAAY higher in fat and calories. Like, absurdly high. Like 150 cal trout fillet vs 110 cal of rabbit fillet vs 88 cal of perch fillet.

I do not know why that is. My guess is that maybe it's because they were taking the number from farmed salmonids? Maybe it's because they're particularly fatty fish? Perhaps this is just the raw power of salmon slammin'.

Anyway, at one point I was trying to estimate exact caloric value per popular prey species, but decided I didn't have the "backing" to get so exact with the numbers since I was doing estimates with the fish. I'll do the work if it comes down to it, but for now, 4/5/6 is a quick, easy guideline you can use for just about any WC project.

[thisbelongsto-nohbodys]

Marcy: Dad, Where’s Mom?

Mr. Wu: In her office with Olivia and Yunan.

Marcy: Aww, that’s nice. My Newt Moms and Human Mom at finally getting along!

Marcy:*heads to her mom’s office and opens the door, only to get blasted with a burst of cold air. Looks inside and sees the rooms AC blasting at full power with her Human Mom wearing heavy snow coats and her Newt Moms imprisoned in blocks of ice*

Marcy: MOM!

Mayor Wu:*not looking up from her paperwork* Close the door, sweetie, you’re letting the cold out.

a quick sketch of the aftermath I just had to draw in-between other projects

[avoicebehindthestars]

The newest piece of nonsense I read on tumblr regarding Good Omens: "It needs the female gaze".

I'm sorry, what? The show that has:

literally made the Judeo-Christian god a woman

given us the unabashed, financially independent, aged prostitute Tracy

given us the bright, feisty, young feminist BAME Pepper

paired the confident and clearly experienced Anathema with innocent virgin Newt

made Job's wife the intelligent, independently thinking one

had two lesbians tell an eldritch entity to stop playing with their lives

presented us with a whole array of three-dimensional nonbinary characters in position of power portrayed by women

...is suddenly somehow lacking "the female gaze"?! Hello?? Have you even watched this show?!

Not to mention, the statement was made in relation to Rachel Talalay being officially announced as the new director, op cheering solely on the fact that it's a woman. RACHEL. TALALAY. The brilliant professional that gave us some of the most acclaimed NuWho episodes, AND the magnificent Sherlock episode "The Abominable Bride". The insanely accomplished director with countless successful projects to her name reduced to a bloody token hire!

And what drives me even madder is the fact that Prime seems to treat her like a token hire too, only letting her direct a hasty wrap-up instead of giving her the opportunity spread her wings and breathe new life into Good Omens. What does Douglas Mackinnon (with all respect to him) have that she doesn't?

[dramioneasks]

Hi, I'm looking for fanfics that take part in 8th year,where draco and Hermione are forced to spend time/ be with each other, (kind of like the Eagles nest, magnetic attraction, stuck like glue) where Draco and Hermione is not the highly competent sex god and is instead inexperienced, shy, slightly prudish, and old fashioned about sex because of something to do with pureblood or old fashioned courtship rules, perhaps. I would prefer if they were both each other's first kiss, but please include recommendations that don't have much adult content/smut/ sex scenes but instead focus on cute, innocent, slow burn, awkward situations between both of them. The longer the better

Capstone - bek_48 - M, 30 chapters - Seventh Year is upon them, and Hermione Granger has several priorities:

-Keep Harry and Ron out of trouble -Prepare for NEWTs -Grin and bear being partners on a year-long project with Draco Malfoy

Throw in an excessively vague prophecy, a scavenger hunt for some odd enchanted stones, and tracking down an escalating prankster, and she is sure to have her hands full, to say the least.

Title: Better than Weasley Author: YayimaHufflepuff  Rating: M Genre(s): Romance Chapters: 13 Word Count: 23,630 Summary: No Summary

Love and Other Historical Accidents by PacificRimbaud - T, 13 chapters, Words: 155,397 - Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy never intended to blow up their life’s work, but that’s rather what they’ve gone and done. Now they’re trapped 200 years in the past, with a broken Time Turner, a missing snuff box, a handful of overly-eligible daughters, and a House-elf with a grudge. It will require the combined power of their keen intellects to get them home. Too bad they despise one another. For fans of J.K. Rowling, Jane Austen, and P.G. Wodehouse, a historical romantic comedy all about time, and getting the hell out of it.

Baker’s Dozen - DarkoftheMoon, Maria81 - T, one-shot - As part of the new and mandatory Muggle Studies curriculum, 8th year students are paired together for a year-long practicum in the culinary arts. If only Draco were interested in either.

-Lisa

[newtlesbian]

i have such a powerful love for hermanns aesthetics i love old tech and and how it fits with his character. finally the old fashioned archetype but still a tech genius. not enough people go that alan turing style scientist route in Every way like hermann. with their old fashioned characters its always like bleh i wear sweater so i dont know computer bleh but they fucking should because hermann………. oh hermann.

he Coded those fucken big ol robits. hes the realest dude out there i need him. im bored of that urge some people have to treat computers as more modern when the historical aspect is more interesting. plus hermann was born in 1989 anyway so like lol. and the aesthetics of the pacrim world are different than ours. earth but sexier

i love picturing him with antique machinery and old computer monitors and surrounded by rust and dust. its what guillermo del toro calls “gothic tech” and “ww2 inspired” thats the foundation of what pacific rim is visually and everything about it describes hermann exactly. all those interesting beautiful machines. i dont care about pristine unused nonpractical ugly brandnew shit what i want is some real sexy old bricks with some genuine substance and weight to them that have proved theyre worth it. again hes the realest

there are scifi holoputers but still classic pacrim. cool scifi projector but coming from that same old tech. something unexpected below the rough surface. another hermann description. also how he is newts other half. hermann is the part who works in theoretics and numbers and coding and predictions and more intangible abstractions not things that can be physically touched (hand phasing through the projection of light. this all circles back to his own rough exterior & withdrawn closed off nature) unlike newt who is slanging glowing tanks of organs and physically touching machinery assembling with dirty hands and slicing into flesh while splashing blood.

the tech is all Old and just by the fact that it exists while looking so old fashioned actually says its Sturdy and Dependable and Capable and more Meaningful underneath the layers that appear stuck in another time. it looks that way as contrast to show it has Survived and Fought long enough to get the HONOR to appear out of date. it doesnt need to change. again all words to describe hermann. the rust is her battlescars. i love u sexy old tech aka i love u hermann. and to think a five paragraph post can be inspired by me joking that he would crank it to a video of antique crank pencil sharpeners from 1890-1920 <3

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Imagine a Reader who makes... plushies!

They hand-make them, have original patterns, and have a variety of fabrics and materials, ranging from puff balls to felt to velvetine to fluffy to smooth, whatever you can imagine! They even have some faux furs and faux feathers for the hyper-realistic models, in various natural shades. Any color or shade or hue, they have it in stock and ready to cut. Threads, they have over twenty colors. When it comes to eyes, do they have them! Buttons, realistic eyes with irises, little black rounds, iron-on and sew-on patches too!

When it comes to designs and creations, Reader is never out of ideas. They have several styles of bears, cats, dogs, wolves, bunnies, deer, sheep, llamas... Other creatures such as snakes, lizards, geckos, chameleons, and turtles... Frogs and salamanders and newts and tadpoles and axolotls... All sorts of fish and sea life, sharks and rays and salmon and starfish and octopi and jellyfish, plus qhales and orcas and seals, too... Even dinosaurs and dragons and unicorns and chimeras... And a special project, little plush versions of the X-Men and Brotherhood...

And Reader's powers even center on their hobby, their art! The ability to bring their creations to life and puppeteer them, even other people and creatures. With only a flick of their hand, their life/will fills them, and so does complete and utter loyalty. Reader could be a hero or a villain, but enjoys making whomever they consider a friend a little companion or pet, something to keep them company so they don't feel alone...

(Fun facts:

• Reader likes to wear sweaters

• Reader sleeps in a pile of plushies

• Reader can have little strings appear when they've brought something to life and/or controlling something/someone

• They can use sewing needles as weapons

• They have a bubbly, happy personality, but they had a dark/traumatizing childhood

• Some of their favorite foods are maple sausage, fried eggs, and sweet tea and lemonade

• They give their friends hugs, lots of them

(They are also gender-neutral, or the gender of the Reader, okay? Like all of my other posts)

[themuffin2649]

Idea Scrap 4

———

After OG!MC died, instead of summoning the Demon, Newt teams up with a shady and unethical company to clone his body. They use OG!MC’s DNA (probably a hair) and grinded up meat sludge to clone his body.

Instead of MC waking up with a concerned Little Brother in a cozy bedroom, he wakes up in a dark smelly room with many highschooler boys who look exactly the same.

He finds a mirror and finds that he looks exactly like all of the other clones in the room. Not wanting to blend in (and wanting to see) he finds a hair tie and ties his hair unlike the others.

All the clones are then escorted to take tests set up in another room, testing things only the OG!MC knows. MC barely passes the tests having played the game, along with the lucky ones who had to guess, but they all had to witness the terrifying deaths of the other boys who weren’t so fortunate.

Knowing that he can’t keep up with the tests, and not wanting to die, MC finds a loose vent and escapes to the outside world along with 2 nosy clones through it.

For Leon and Vincent in this scrap….. they’re either brainwashed to work for the company, or they team up with MC to stop Newt and the Company.

If Leon were to work for the company, it would be to bring his best friend back, but if he were to side with MC, it would be to stop the cruelty.

If Vincent were to work for the company, he would be an intern or a small manager because the company is partners his with family’s company. If he were to team up with MC, it would be because it found the cloning Very disturbing.

———

This can also go another way with Vincent. After Leon murders Vincent, his Uncle went insane from grief and teamed up with the same shady company to get him back.

Although, since the clones don’t have his soul, they kill off almost all the clones for failing their tests only the real Vincent could pass, deeming them “unworthy” or “false nephews”. Their bodies are then recycled to make new clones, continuing the sadistic cycle.

One day, one of these clones escapes, and Leon catches sight of him. Confused as f*ck on why his rival is back from the dead, he goes over to confront him, only to be met with a teary breakdown about the “Vincent Revival Project” and witnessing so many of his “brothers” die.

Both team up to stop the company and Victor. One wanting to end the cruelty done to his “brothers”, and the other not wanting another damn Vincent in the world to steal his crush best friend.

Will Leon and V-128 successfully stop the madness? Will the power of friendship emerge triumphant, or will Leon succum to his bloodthirst and kill the clone who called him a friend once the company is defeated?

———

[darkmaga-returns]

Article III Project founder Mike Davis joined Steve Bannon on The War Room on Monday to continue the discussion of the insurrectionist lawless district courts across America stealing Article II powers from President Trump and putting the country in chaos.

Today elections do not matter in America because lawless communist judges can strip power from the sitting president and nullify the 2024 election from the bench.

And, it has not gone unnoticed to the American people that the Supreme Court is pushing this lawlessness while attacking President who is standing up for the rule of law.

Chief Justice John Roberts is destroying the American people’s trust in the court. He will certainly go down in history for his role in sabotaging the United States.  The worthless GOP Congress will go down in history for doing nothing as trust in our government collapses. And Democrats and the media will go down in history for being ruthless communists without conscience.

Mike Davis:  I would say this to the Chief Justice. You have let these Democrat activist judges sabotage American voters. They are election deniers by sabotaging the President of the United States, exercising his core Article 2 powers. If you refuse to get your judicial house in order because you’re scared of bad press in the Washington Post and The New York Times, Congress is going to get your judicial house in order for you. It’s going to be through oversights. It’s going to be through funding cuts. It’s going to be through jurisdiction stripping. It could be through impeachment. But frankly, the simpler approach, as Speaker Newt Gingrich has been talking about, is just eliminating a judge’s seat. If the Chief Justice is not going to step up and get his judicial house in order, as American voters, we’re not going to let these activist judges sabotage our will and sabotage the President of the United States. Steve Bannon:  And you still see your date is still before they leave on the last day of June to go for their three-month summer break. They don’t come back, I think, to the first Monday in August. Your belief is it will somehow it will at least attempt at a rectification of this, sir?

[prettybillycore]

FOR TOMMY | Letter #7 Tread lightly, Newt

Pairing(s): Thomas Shelby x Original Character

Universe: Peaky Blinders / Fantastic Beasts

Summary: Veela and Seer- a powerful combination of traits for one person to have. Edith Lillian Scamander falls in love with a young Thomas Shelby while working in a nurse’s ward during WWI. Will her feelings be requited, or will she be doomed to pine over the man of her dreams for eternity hopelessly?

Rating: Teen

Warnings: none

Read on AO3 or Scroll down to read it right here on Tumblr below the cut!

You know that I would not write you if the situation was not dire. I know that you and Edith have your differences, but I also know you care about her safety and well-being. I have just received a concerning letter in the mail from her. She has officially ended her engagement with Lucretius. We both saw this coming, but I thought she would have come to one of us for help. Instead, she states in her letter that she will not be telling us where she is going. She stated that she will contact me when she feels safe to do so. Something doesn’t feel right about this. I am very worried for her, Theseus. Where could she possibly go that she would be safe from the wrath of a Malfoy? Other than with one of us of course. I doubt she would have gone to you instead of me, but I hope she’s safe in your living room drinking that tea she always likes. If she is not with you, I fear the worst. Would you be able to do something at the ministry to help locate her? I cannot bear to lose her, Theseus. I am going to start looking for her myself; I will check with everyone she was friendly with in school if I have to. If you hear anything of her whereabouts, tell me immediately. Do not approach her by yourself; she’s always been quite reactive toward you and she’s probably scared beyond belief right now.

Tread lightly,

Newt

[afrenchaugurey]

Hi ! I posted the second chapter of the little New Year fic. This one is a lot of world building. And ... puffskeins.

The introduction scene :

Huffs and puffs gave their tempo to their steps in the cold cold night, glittering smokes under the silvery light. Under their soles, the frozen snow squeaked, implored them to find a shelter and end its suffering soon, to allow for a new pristine path to appear, peacefully renowned by the flakes sent by the fairy-floss clouds.

Nose buried under his old school scarf, Newt would have wanted to stop his gaze on every detail, every iced plant, every crackled puddle, every paw printed on the ground, but the group hurried to the slightly reclusive house. Tina’s fingers had woven with his, her thumb stoke his scar in soothing circles. As his breath naturally took the rhythm of her caress, he could tell that she was with him, perfectly present; even though she talked with Sebastian and Theseus, sharing anecdotes and thoughts, while Newt’s lingered in the air.

Soon, the page of a new year would turn, offering them a blank partition to sing their story. Yule’s energy would gradually vanish as the Sun would fight, bringing Litha to life every day even more.

For now, winter’s powers filled the air, and Newt could feel the magic tickle his skin, agitate his cells and erect the hair on his nape.

A week after the last Litha, his life had been given back to him.

A week after Yule, he was ready to start a new existence.

All he had to do was to put his affairs in order .

[starssaroundmyscarssblog]

𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐄, chapter four BURNOUT

pairing: percy weasley x fem!oc (olympia slughorn)

word count: 1.53k

warnings: none

series masterlist OR previous part

a group project.

snape's idea of a good first double lesson back, followed by an arduous hour long speech about the importance of o.w.l's and the necessity of an 'outstanding' in order to pursue the subject as a n.e.w.t level, was to reveal his teaching plans for the start of the year.

in the second half of the lesson he would let them pair up into groups of three, ( "not you slughorn, weasley needs one saving grace this year if he doesn't want to get stuck with an exceeds expectations" — percy's ears had flared up deep crimson and olympia begrudgingly dragged er feet over to weasley and wood's table, on the other side of the dungeon from cleo and terrence ) and they would present a research project when the term ended at christmas on a potion of their choice.

he didn't specify whether they had to be owl level, but olympia assumed any potions studied at newt level was okay to research. snape was fond of them "broadening their minds", after all. but lesson time would be spent first teaching the theory behind ingredients, the potion recipies and properties before the class would actually brew the potion in their last lesson of the week, with homework set on revision for their four previous years at school over the weekend.

olympia complained as she crossed the dungeon to percy weasley's table, whined as she ascended the spiralling stairs to the entrance hall after the bell had rung to signify the end of their lesson, objected to even entering the imaginary ten foot wide boundary she'd put around percy weasley as she stepped foot in the courtyard, and rattled on all throughout professor binns' hour long lecture about the salem witch trails.

for once her friends wished she wasn't talking, preferring her to focus all of her energy and passion into reading words on inked pages — that was if she could see the print over her own penmanship. terrence shut her up by shoving a handful of carefully picked bertie botts into her mouth, while adrian attempted to scale the stairs to the girls dormitory in effort to retrieve a set of flashcards to calm her down. marcus suggested flying up with his broom as they entered the great hall for dinner, but instead cleo produced a set from a pocket of her robes.

"never underestimate the power of carrying around a set of her flashcards. i've used them for everything; drawing on eye liner, making paper birds, throwing them at the hufflepuffs, asking people out to hogsmeade."

adrian looked up from his charms homework, an essay he'd been assigned over the summer, that he was completing the day before it was due. "is that why her diagram of bezoars went missing?"

cleo nodded minutely. blaise sped past their small end of the table, following after draco malfoy who was complaining about harry potter. olympia moped back into the great hall with terrence, who for once didn't look like he was listening to her — she was still banging on about percy weasley!

on the gryffindor table, oliver wood wasn't having much better luck, either. he continued shovelling food onto his fork and eating without a care, waving cutlery in percy's face as he spoke, "look mate, i don't get the problem. sluggy's amazing at potions, if we let her pick a seventh year potion for the project this term, you've been handed an 'outstanding' on a plate!" percy stabbed angrily at a pile of carrots on his plate, not flinching as one of the first years sat near ron blew up his goblet of pumpkin juice.

his gaze followed the two slytherin prefects as they walked into the hall and lowered themselves down onto the benches with their friends. "but she's still better than me. snape'll give her all the credit for chosing to study an advanced potion, he'll think she's brewed it and researched it herself without any help from us, and i'll be lumped with an 'e' like normal."

oliver sighed heavily. students around him began to shuffle out of the hall after finishing their meals, to head out onto the grounds so they could enjoy the last few days of warm weather. he took a deep sip of his pumpkin juice, caught percy's line of sight. "you're not worried about the student rankings, are you? because i told you last night not to worry about it."

"yeah, but then you told me this morning that slughorn's probably been revising all night, brewing and experimenting."

"and who's that going to help in the long run? she'll burn out before halloween if she carries on at the rate she's going. you'll be on the top of the list, perce."

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

olympia slughorn was not going to burn out. she told herself when she tested her knowledge of ingredients in a forgetfulness potion. she told herself as she changed out of her uniform for prefects rounds. she told herself as she strode through a hidden passageway behind a tapestry on the second floor to get to the fourth. she told herself as she loitered near the portrait hole for the gryffindor common room while waiting for percy weasley.

prefects badge sitting to the left side of her chest, olympia broached the top of the stairs for the third time, tired of standing in one position to wait for him. she was just nearing her fifth completion, including the three minutes she had to stop as the staircases were changing, when percy emerged from the portrait hole, red in the face and seemingly embarrassed she was stood waiting for as long as he had been.

she made a show of checking her watch, like she had done with his missing tie. "punctuality not your forte?"

"fred and george." he mumbled, quickening his pace to catch up with olympia, who had already began to march down the corridor. it was an unspoken rule that they weren't to speak a word to each other, silence being more of a companion than the other.

there were a few instances when percy considered asking her if she'd seen anything out of the ordinary, but he decided against it. olympia had thought of telling him they were going to be studying felix felicis for their project for snape, but then remembered she hated him and didn't want him to get ahead of her. she would check behind each tapestry they walked past, and it was only when percy had dropped back and she'd turned around that olympia noticed something.

she smirked, snickered when he looked at her. "what?"

"nothing." she would reply, running through a list of plants she would have to ask professor sprout about growing in the greenhouses, as mandrake leaves weren't easy to come by in the herb garden at home. snape would have to let her have free reign in his personal supply of brewing ingredients, too.

they walked around in silence and completed a few laps of the seventh floor, finding nothing of interest. mrs norris streaked across the end of a corridor a few times, followed by her lamp-carrying master, who grumbled at percy and olympia as they pointed at their badges on their jumper. the night air was cold though, and a chilly september didn't bode well for the fore-coming winter months, olympia thought as they neared the portrait hole for the gryffindor tower, pulling the sleeves of her jumper down around her fists.

eventually they came to a stop infront of the portrait of the fat lady, who was lazily polishing a cut crystal glass against the great volumes of tule on her dress. percy and olympia both remained rooted to the spot, "aren't you going to go?" she asked, impatiently.

percy blinked, and then pulled his shoulders up higher. "i would, if you weren't going to overhear the password. merlin knows that sort of stunts you'd try and pull."

olympia scoffed and turned on her heel to leave, feeling the cold air tickling at her ankles. note to self, she thought as she began to trail down the staircases, don't wear knee socks in the winter. percy stood and continued to mutter to himself, watching over the his horn-rimmed glasses as she continued her descent through the school - he knew it was childish to keep the password a secret, but he wasn't going to take any chances.

but then, as he stepped foot into the common room, olympia's voice yelled back "i've chosen felix felicis for the project, pinhead."

percy shot back out of the common room and looked over the stone railing, as olympia smiled sweetly back at him from the sixth floor a few metres below. she disappeared down a corridor with a swish of her robes, leaving him more frustrated that before as he managed to slip in behind the portrait hole as the fat lady began to swing closed.

pinhead. she'd called him pinhead. it sounded vaguely familiar, and realisation dawned on percy when the snickering of fred and george emerged from beside the fireplace. they covered their mouths with their hands and darted away, quick as anything, up the spiralling stairs as percy rounded on them with a pointed finger and a "right you two, look here or i'm writing to mother again. . ."

next part here

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[obsessed-small-penguin]

Mona Lisa is 7′0″ Headcanon

As a short person, I want this height difference to be known (and self-project)! 2018 Rise Raph may be 6′0″, But that won’t stop me from Headcanoning Rise Mona Lisa as 7′0″!!!

Here are some reasons why (with pictures 😌)

1. Shock Factor

Raph and his brothers are to believe that Raph would be the tallest mutant they’d ever encounter, but they would not be prepared for MONA. Que the “A Giant Woman” song from Steven Universe 😂 She would tower over everyone and Raph would love it! As 2012 Raph would say, “What a woman”.

2. Consistency

If she’s [2012 Mona] a foot taller than 2012 Raph, then I must see her a foot taller in Rise (if she ever were to be)! Even in the 1987 version, she seems to be taller (or around the same height) than Raph. Consistency ✊😔 (Also I haven’t seen her in 2003 or any other versions except IDW and the 2 in the picture)

3. Short Kings Stay Short

I don’t make the laws. Once short, always short. 2012 Raph is the second shortest. The second, dude is HC’d to be the second oldest yet he’s the second shortest. Leo beats him by an inch. I’m just saying, a short person who is angry (feral) gets a lot of love from people. Especially if their lover is taller and a gentle giant (Mona is... maybe gentle? She’s definitely stronger but calmer than Raph).

4. Giant Lovers

(I ran out of photo ideas...) There’s always something so funny about seeing a couple and you’re like “Oh the girl’s so much taller than the guy”. But then you put something next to the couple and you’re like “Wait no, they’re BOTH tall”. The only time tall people can feel short is when there’s a taller person next to them.

5. Raph’s Type

This is an assumption, but for every hotheaded character there’s always a badass girl boss right next to them (Knuckles and Rouge 👍). Mona Lisa is a perfect match, stronger and powerful like Raph but less hot-headed 😂 Oh, and that one moment in 2012, referencing the quote section on Fandom Wiki for Mona Lisa in 2012:

Raphael: Hey, Casey. Do you think a turtle can, like, date a newt? Casey: Dude, What? (He hits Raphael and laughs hysterically) AHAHAHAHA!! Raphael: I mean, you know, maybe, um, these Salamandrians aren't so bad. Like, the lizard girl is cool. Leonardo: You really are running low on oxygen, Raph. What are you gonna do, ask that giant newt out on a date? Raphael: Well, I mean...I don't know. Michaelangelo: Wow, you really got a crush on that salamander hottie? She's, like, bigger, stronger, and probably a better fighter than you. Raphael: Exactly. What a woman.

(I legit can’t find a clip of this on Youtube)

Anyways, Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk 😂

[agentravensong]

after getting those two meta posts out of my system yesterday, i come to you today with something much simpler: my Aromantic Muriel proposal for season 3! because i love muriel (platonically), and also... well, we'll get to it at the end.

to be clear, i know that making characters who are as inexperienced naive and childlike as muriel aromantic can perpetuate harmful stereotypes. but, if executed properly, i think this idea could not only avoid, but subvert those stereotypes. also, this is coming from an aromantic person, so.

the proposal goes as such: let's say that muriel's arc in season 3 will be them, like aziraphale and crowley before them, learning more about earth and coming to prioritize it over heaven's plans. we get to see muriel come to enjoy food, entertainment, and other human things. they begin to participate in these things enthusiastically, get a hobby or two.

during their arc, they learn more about romance. they read some of the romance stories in the bookshop. they start putting together just what crowley and aziraphale mean to each other. they see the humans around them in romantic relationships.

and at some point, muriel determines, and eventually confirms to at least one other character (even if only offhandedly) that they don't feel those feelings, for anyone, and probably never will.

and despite that, they still go on to fight for earth as devotedly as the lovey-dovey angel-demon duo (and everyone else who will inevitably get roped into it over the course of the season).

there's other stuff i've considered as potentially part of this, such as having a human character who's also aromantic be the one to introduce the concept to muriel, even if it's only in a brief way while muriel is investigating more general human stuff (because having human representation of queer identities like this one has a different weight to it than inhuman queer rep).

perhaps, if there's gonna be another demon taking shax (previously crowley)'s position (and flat) now that shax has been promoted, maybe they start bonding with muriel, and a Certain Someone(s) starts projecting reading romantic feelings into their interactions, only to be told, truthfully, that their relationship is purely platonic (or queerplatonic). not romantic, but still meaningful.

good omens is a story that puts a high value on the idea of love. not just romantic love - i've spoken before and probably will again about the importance of crowley and aziraphale's love for earth and humanity, for instance - but romantic love is a big part of it. like, when you think about it, the most plot-involved human adults in both seasons of the show so far have had romance as a notable part of their arcs (anathema & newt, shadwell & tracy, maggie & nina). and then in season 2, we have the curveball of ineffable bureaucracy being made canon, plus explicit confirmation that the love crowley and aziraphale feel for each other is romantic in nature.

meanwhile, there are the other demons, who only seem to love power and cruelty, and the other angels, who only seem to "love"... bureaucracy. the other demons and angels, our antagonists, whom crowley and aziraphale, our protagonists, are differentiated from in their love for humanity... and for each other. a romantic love that's reflected in the other prominent adult humans, making it, other than wanting to save the day/world (obviously), the uniting factor between our disparate heroes.

i don't want to belabor the point. just... it would be nice to have a protagonist who can love earth without also feeling that other kind of love. and, yes, i'm biased, but i think muriel presents a fairly natural opportunity to do that. it doesn't have to be them though. either way, that'll be my headcanon for them :)