#thread: ted

[bruisedconscience]

open starter;

"I didn't have a lot of pals growin' up till I's in high school or so. Just t'give you an idea, when I was 12, I invited my math teacher to my birthday party."

[fangirl-k8ee-ladyknight]

I need a fanfic where everyday after four am training, Jamie sends a “Roy-cast” to the team chat letting them know Roy’s general mood for the day and what he predicts practice is going to look like for the day.

When Roy takes over as gaffer, he stops the private training with Jamie to avoid accusations of favoritism. Within two weeks the team beg him to start back up again because:

1) him and Jamie are sniping at each other again and while it’s not loan season bad, it’s making everyone anxious and clearly the two of them need that time together to get it out of their system everyday, and more importantly,

2) they need the Roy-cast back because it’s fucking with everyone’s breakfast choices and now Will doesn’t know when to have extra towels ready or to make a larger batch of sport drink.

[rainofthetwilight]

something something, arin is desperately trying to run back to his past, even if it meant to give up the present..while sora is trying so hard to run away from her past, trying to hold on to the present, but her past still catches up to her no matter what..something something...

arin would give up the present, as he denied that the ninja are his family when his mother asked him so, if it meant for him to run back to her and his father.

this whole season alludes to motion. everyone, everything is moving. but here in arin's fear, he's trying so hard to do that, to move and run back to his parents, to his past, but he couldn't, stuck in the same place as he was. which also fits in his whole arc of not progressing in his spinjitzu, still being in the same place as he was before. he didn't improve, he couldn't move, he's still, and stuck at where he started, he has no motion, and is constantly being reminded of that whether intentionally or unintentionally (unintentionally: lloyd and sora, intentionally: ras)

meanwhile with sora, in her fear, she was able to move. she was able to run back to her past,  despite trying so hard to move on from it, to turn away from it, to stay still and never come back to it. but it still pulls her back, no matter how hard she tries

and of course, this also goes to how she's currently progressing with her powers. she's improving, she's moving forward, she isn't still, she's much more powerful than she was before, she's learning, and most importantly, she has motion, and is reminded of it everytime, whether by herself or someone else, while also being praised for it

and the way these two arcs just very clearly contrast from eachother is so interesting. arin had always wanted to be a ninja, he wants to make his parents proud, but when he got the chance, he fails time and time again. meanwhile sora did not even think she'd be involved in any ninja adventures, yet here we are. she didn't even think she'd have powers, no less improve at controlling them, she didn't think she'd have all of this but still got it

one friend had neverending hope, had a dream so big, that his imagination became reality. yet, it looked like destiny didn't agree with it, making his hope falter and his dream shatter, his self esteem dangerously lowering as he started to doubt if he was ever good enough, and he started to doubt if everyone else believed in him too

the other was never focused on hope, or a dream, she accepted the life she lived as long as it meant she won't return to her past. destiny didn't disappoint her, but it contrasted with her opinions in ways that she didn't really agree with. but in the end, she managed to resolve her past and move on from it, as she started focusing more on the present and being happier than she's ever been, even if her past pulled her back at times. they're both best friends despite all these differences, but after what happened in the s2p1 finale, will they be for long?

[apropensityforcharm]

made the mistake of reading reddit comments on the post about max's tiff with ted, and people are really trying to argue that sky would be nicer to him if he weren't such a 'brick wall' to them.

let me repeat: people are saying his unwillingness to engage with sky due to the erosion of trust created by their insistence on fabricating and exacerbating drama is unreasonable, on a post where they are explicitly trying to bait him into giving a response that will inflame and exacerbate drama.

some people have nothing but air inside their skulls.

[bruisedconscience]

“I can hear your concern, but I also think it’s important not to yuck somebody’s yum, y’know? There’s a…whole host’a reasons somebody might wanna get with Freddie Kreuger or somebody like that. Mm, a lot of times, people see sex as a power exchange, so maybe them wantin’ t’sleep with a notorious killer makes ‘em feel less scary to them. How ‘bout that?”

"People who say they want to have sex with slasher characters like Michael Meyers or Jason Voorhees scare me. Like seriously, whenever someone makes a vulgar comment about a monster character like them, I'm immediately concerned about their mental wellbeing."

[setsuntamew]

I know the reactions to the current jp event have been....quite divisive, to say the least, but I'm only upset because it's taking away from what I actually want to talk about: Kohaku and how painfully uncomfortable he is with a show that is basically mindless slice of life within the confines of a small apartment

He's bored out of his mind because he cannot understand why anyone would want to watch something so domestic and bland- probably because so much of his life before being an idol was one uneventful day after another. Kohaku, who spent most of his life locked away with very little do, who has said time & time again that he intends to make the most of the freedom he had to fight so hard for, doesn't want to be an animal on display in a zoo, even if it's what his fans want to see.

Kohaku lives his life trying to do as much of everything as he can and then some. He's always willing to take any and all work; he has multiple voice lines asking for any work anyone has for him. Even in other events/stories with work he hasn't enjoyed, he's toughed it out with far less complaints. But this show? This is probably his definition of hell- and he's stuck in it with a friend who seems more than happy to go along with all of it.

He seems utterly baffled by HiMERU's compliance with this scenario, because why would he just accept that idols only exist to be on display for their adoring fans, with no thought to their own desires and needs? And why wouldn't he be? Who thinks like that???

Clearly, the man deranged enough to spend the past 2.5 years living his younger brother's life doesn't see the problem with idols having no sense of self beyond what their fans want to see. We know that already- but Kohaku doesn't. So instead he's left trying to figure out why his friend and unitmate is onboard with something that he finds utterly MISERABLE with no clues and no clear way out. And that sucks!

Even after nearly a year together in Crazy:B, HiMERU is a mystery to him. Despite calling Kohaku his favorite member of Crazy:B and speaking highly of him, HiMERU still holds him at arm's length- something that Kohaku hates having done to him (looking at you, Madara Mikejima!!!!). And this event really highlights the distance "HiMERU" puts between himself and the rest of the world, and unfortunately, it looks like it's about to become everyone's problem.

Anyway. tl;dr, I just keep thinking about Kohaku and his shitty childhood and the freedom he has fought tooth and nail for, and how that informs why he can't stand "happy domestic life" ;w;

[lunar-years]

We didn’t get enough of them in season 3 I’ll just say

[sunshine-and-her-ikevil-stuff]

*thinking about the villains' tragic fates*

You know, their routes never really talk too much about their fates and how it effects them mentally. Or how the MC feels about it, and dealing with the fear and angst of it with the slight exception of William's route

*eyes widen*

... I think I know what the sequels are gonna be about

[sl-walker]

Couple ages to remember--

Pre-Crisis, Ted Kord graduated high school as a member of the Class of '77. Presuming he graduated high school at age sixteen, that means he was born in 1961, which means he was twenty-four in 1985. But even if you assume the genius with multiple degrees didn't graduate until age eighteen, he still would only be twenty-six. But going with the first, that means he was absolutely in the same age range as the Titans, rather than Bruce. There's a Teen Titans crossover in Ted's 80s solo, and they and he talk to each other like contemporaries and peers, not like he's actually in Batman's generation.

(So people can stop whining about anyone shipping him with Oracle. Not my ship, but still.)

We know Booster's birthdate and age. What a lot of people seem to forget is that Dick was nineteen in 1984 when he became Nightwing, so he's actually a hair older than Booster, who was very probably only nineteen in '85, pre-Crisis. They are absolutely contemporaries and peers.

Not that the Batclan is ever allowed to age like normal people. But still.

[aheathen-conceivably]

Ok so I read the post on your thoughts on Gio and the American Dream and I hate to say it … as an immigrant, I understand him.

I also come from a culture where women tend to their male partner's needs and I don't believe he wants to turn Jo into a subservient wife. He fell in love with a lively, free, and wild Jo and loves that aspect of her.

At the end of the day she loves him too so why would she leave? I understand she doesn't like to be dependent of him but where else would she go? There are no parties or glamour, which was her whole thing, anymore. At least the farm offers stability in the economic crisis.

Point is, I understand Gio as an immigrant, but don't understand Jo as a woman.

BABES! We’ve got another one…

(As in me being touched and having no other means to say how much I love y’all takes other than to give them a standing ovation in GIF form).

But you know…there’s a whole lot to break down here, friend, especially about Jo. I think you know what that means! Under the cut we go….

First and foremost, I very much appreciate you saying you understand that aspect of Gio. I did in part write him as a commentary on the immigrant experience in America (filtered through his own personality/character of course), and so to know that is relatable means a lot to me. I don’t think it’s a spoiler to tell y’all his journey is far from over, and you can already see the cracks in his outlook beginning to form. Whenever Jo is depressed he says this quite vividly:

Because you are very, very correct. This isn’t about molding Jo into some subservient housewife, or even eroding those exact qualities that he loves in her. This is about Gio attempting to square what he’s been taught/believes will bring his life happiness and meaning with his own experience and emotions. It’s about the myth of the American dream and the perfect housewife and the very real struggle of those things existing as actual, lived realities.

Because at the root of it, Gio is amalgamating an understanding of his own family unit and what he knows he doesn’t want in this country. He has seen another methods of “making it” in America, and so he thinks if only he can make the “right” choices, he can avoid that, and become the respected and happy man that he wants to be.

Now onto Jo, boy oh boy, Jo….

I think one of the core misunderstandings here is that Jo wants stability. This is kind of the crux built into her desire for control and her never-ending failure to achieve it. She wants to control her surroundings, to make sure nothing and no one can hurt her, but she also wants to feel in a way that is hard to find in a stable, heavily domesticated life. On the flip side, despite whatever imaginary dream Gio has, he’s the same way. They both want a life filled with excitement and new experiences, new people and rushes of emotions. This is one of the ways they differ heavily from Antoine and Zelda.

Now on one level, this is simply the way Josephine is. She’s high energy, fun loving, and insatiable. But on a deeper level, this is tied into her experiences not only as a woman, but as a daughter. She has a brief moment of clarity in that last post where she realizes:

Now I have chosen not to go too in-depth on Josephine’s trauma, but you can see her lay out the course of events here and also her deep hesitation to any of it here. Josephine is still only a teenager in that second post. Her mother not only told her things like that (“this is the weight that prejudice and expectation have placed upon us”) but also “what do you want to be then? Some glorified maid to a man?” (Which, frankly, I can write another Ted Talk about the juxtaposition here, but I think ya'll can pull some threads).

So when you see Josephine’s struggle with control, this is heavily rooted in bodily autonomy. Now all things considered, Josephine has managed to make great strides toward reclaiming this and reasserting not only her sexuality, but also her sense of self in her body. Gio knows this. We see him recognize and respect it quite clearly in that last post. He’s been part of that process for her, and that only adds another element of love, trust, and safety between them.

But on a fundamental level, neither Gio nor Josephine has made the connection between that trauma, her own personality, and why she hates her life now so much:

Here’s the issue right now: Josephine doesn’t feel like she’s living her own life. We have seen how she would like to live in the 20s not just in the parties and glamour, but when she was managing bands. She wants to be fulfilled professionally, through helping people/places she believes in and bettering her own life by bettering theirs. That’s how she gets her joy, and that’s what she would chose to do if given the chance.

And right now, she does not feel like she gets to chose. You’re correct in that part of that is coming from the current economic situation. Again, she sees that herself here. She knows what demons are waiting outside her window, and how easily poverty can make them rearise. That only makes it worse. It doesn’t make the smell of bread (domestic security) any better or more comforting. It makes it bitter, because she didn’t chose it. She was backed into a corner by circumstance (and, as she can sense, by the choices men made for her without telling her), and now she feels like she can’t say no. That’s her ultimate trigger.

Now whether or not that loss of control is simply perceived, or should be offset by how “lucky” she is to be in a stable position in such precarious economic times, we might all have different options on. Even more, I’m sure each of us would answer differently for ourselves in that situation. I know I would. But for Josephine? Not only is this a life she will never find joy in, because even without her trauma, she is an ambitious, restless, and outgoing person with different goals for herself; but that added memory and pain makes her reaction to it all the more volatile.

Perhaps most importantly, Jo feels as though her life is being controlled again, whether by Gio, the reality of the world outside her window, or by her own guilt/love that makes her feel beholden to the people around her (just like it did to her mother). Because you’re right, she does love him. She wouldn’t leave because she doesn’t. If she leaves now, it would leave because she panicked, because she feels like she’s lost all the autonomy she worked so hard to regain and she’ll never feel the fulfillment she felt when she was successfully independent ever again. That’s the element I hope we can understand, even if it’s not what we would do.

[bruisedconscience]

open starter;

"I know what's best for me, but I want you instead."

[jamiesfootball]

🌹🌹🌹🌹

Here's a snippet from a project I started before season three aired. Not sure if I'll get back to it but I might:

First time Colin met Jamie was as a starter in the U18s during a Wales v England match. Colin played first string the whole season. Football was something that came easy to him. While he wasn't likely to be the next Gareth Bale or Chris Gunter, and he was shorter than most of his teammates by a head, he was scrappier, hungrier, angrier than anyone else he knew - on the field or off. The coaches were always on him to take it easy or he'd tear something, but it was lip service at best. They kept him on because he was a force of nature: block, cross, shoot, it didn't matter. He couldn't be pigeonholed. He was inconspicuous and could slide pass the bigger players before they realized where the ball had gone; he was a threat. So Colin had walked into that match with England full of teenage vigor, thinking he was hot shit. Then at the 57' mark England took an injury, and Jamie Tartt took the stage. In the next thirty-three minutes, he'd also take Colin's self-esteem and a fucking hat trick. Nothing in his young life had prepared him for the look of intensity on the other boy's eyes as he stampeded down the field like the fucking Tasmanian Devil. He blew past Ellis and Bowen like a tap dancer, and when Colin came to tango, he was helplessly tangled in a series of checks maneuvered like a game of chess. He tripped on his feet. Got up quick with rage in his blood only to get nutmegged, the ball slipping cleanly between his unsteady legs, before Tartt took his first breakaway of the evening. The remainder of the match seared into his brain like a bloodbath. A chip shot in injury time sealed the fucking deal, the ball breezing overt the goalie's fingertips to bury into the net. Colin couldn't even blame his short legs for not keeping up. Him and Tartt were the same height. It was a lesson Colin had put other players through but never learned for himself: that you were only as good as your world was wide. The next time they met Jamie was fresh on loan from Man City. Colin called it: the guy didn't remember him at all.

[akkivee]

🙂↕️🙂↕️okay okay okay so so far within the og divisions we have:

❤️: they strive for a world where words solve conflict. they pointedly did not use mics to express this. at the end of the track, they’re dynamic as brothers has shifted to a more equal dynamic, where ichiro doesn’t feel so compelled to raise them

💙: they strive for a world without violence and used their mics to resolve the conflict. at the end of the track, they reject their status quo and aim to find a new one to change the world without the use of violence

💛: wanted to be real with each other and used their mics to get that across. at the end of the track tho, they say that truth doesn’t really matter anyway and stay true to the selves they formed their bond with

🩶: a battle of wills using the mics. jakurai’s love for yotsutsuji manifested in the form of sacrificing himself and dohifu trying to stop him using their love for their bond as mtr. at the end of the track it’s that love that’s saved jakurai, healed hifumi and elevated doppo’s status at work

and things have changed for all they’ve stayed the same so i’m genuinely curious where nagosaka fits in this lol

[very-uncorrect]

the tcc would have fucking loved sock if he was real

[pcpulr]

i think i will be focusing on threads ft my queer - centric plots cause frankly the ones i have muse for rn !

[impcrios]

@petrificusx

mary had finally a day off, in what felt like a long time, but truthfully due to everything at st. mungos the workload just got worse, but nothing she couldn't handle. by the time she had woken up it was near lunch time, so she had gone to her favourite restaurant and picked up and order to head over to st. mungos where she asked for healer ted tonks. he knew that lunch time could be sporadic for every healer. she had waited outside the hospital, raising her head to look at the open doors and smiled. "i couldn't go in your break room, so i figured we could eat out here." she laughed, holding up the take out bags. "i was feeling chinese food today and i didn't want you to have to suffer cafeteria food. the ministry has awful food so i end up apparating home to get lunch but thought you deserved a nice meal."