[VD: A grayscale Magnus Archives animatic of Jon and Gerry talking in episode 111 of The Magnus Archives. Gerry, a ghostly goth, and Jon, a thin brown man in a graphic T-shirt, sit together at a table. Gerry says scornfully, "Playing politics with things they didn’t understand. Reckoned her tradition was less the academic and more the, uh…" Jon offers dryly, "V-Village witch?"
Gerry laughs, pleased, and asks, "You sure you don’t know her?" He sighs, sobers, and says, "Yeah. But deep down what she wanted wasn’t all that different from the ivory tower idiots she hated. Y’know, I think, secretly, she dreamed of starting a little mystic dynasty of her own." He grimaces. "With me."
Jon says a little eagerly, "Like the, the Lukases? Or the Fairchilds?" Gerry corrects, "Well, Fairchild’s just a name, they’re not really family." Then he does a finger gun and says, "The Lukases, though, yeah."
He turns away, pensive and frowning, and says, "Thing is, it’s harder than it looks. What’s out there… doesn’t care about blood." Jon, grinning a little, says, "Well, I-I mean, except for the vampires…" Gerry scowls, "Yeah, obviously except for the vampires." Jon looks abashed, and Gerry looks down sorrowfully to say, "But they care about your choices, your fears, not your parents." End VD]
[ID: A still of the scene where Gerry scowls and says "Yeah, obviously except for the vampires" to an embarrassed Jon. End ID]
Appleseed PDA montage to save you from reading endless pages of unimportant politics that don't amount to anything
also because I have nothing better to do, I'm bored, I'm moody, my gaming laptop is still broken so no BG3, and it's too late at night to start drawing after doing animation clean-up all day.
I had so much fun with his tattoos, if you couldn’t tell. After Fox’s depressing ones and Cody’s cute but simple one, I needed to go all out with Wolfy boy’s tat. Honestly, this man deserves a cool tattoo after having to deal with the torture of interacting with C-3PO. I could FEEL his annoyance through the screen (that sassy fucking eyeroll I swear you could feel it though his helmet)
But it was their seventh year and Mary had begged her. It was a rite of passage after all.
And well, Lily folded really quickly after Mary stared kissing her.
So here they were, in the middle of the night, grinning widely at each other as their hands couldn’t keep to themselves - trying to find an empty room to finish what they started.
When they finally did, Mary was kissing her, pushing her back into the wall when suddenly instead of a wall, she bumped into a warm body.
And suddenly she became very aware of the heavy breathing that wasn’t from either her or Mary.
There was a muffled “occupied” but Lily didn’t move. She knew that voice.
“James?!”
There was silence before one of them replied. “Lily?”
Lily whirled around, barely making him out in the dark.
“What the fuck are you doing here?”
Another voice joins in, a distinctly male one, filled with dry amusement. “Pretty sure it’s the exact same thing you were planning to do.”
Lily gapes as Mary laughs.
“Mary?” James asks incredulously, immediately recognising her laughter.
The unnamed guy speaks again. “How the fuck didn’t you know? They literally eye fuck each other across breakfast.”
“I was too busy staring at you Reg.”
Reg. Regulus Black. Sirius’s little brother.
Mary gasps. “Oh Sirius is going to kill you.”
Regulus just huffs. “I’d like to see him try.”
Then he looks at the rest of them. “Well? Who’s leaving?”
“Don’t we get an invitation to join you?” Mary asks instead as Regulus smirks.
Lily and James stare at each other, horrified.
Their friendship might be worse than anything Sirius could do.