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marivenah · 11 months

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Of The Abyss

Pairing: Maul x Shireen Oqir (f!OC)

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: Depictions Of Violence

Summary: Something unknown has been calling Maul through the Force. The young apprentice is eager to find the source and put an end to the distraction of the voice.

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Chapter 1 - The Veil

The Outer Rim has always been a vast place of uncertainty. A region the galaxy’s biggest scum call home. Countless criminals — smugglers, slavers and pirates. The latter of which Maul spotted in the system when he arrived. Thanks to the cloaking device of the Scimitar, they hadn’t noticed him. The presence of pirates came as a surprise as there is nothing of interest in this system. Not for them, at least.

At first, the voice had only ever appeared within his dreams. Calling? It is always inaudible, undiscernible. Dreams of the forgotten voices of the Sith? It didn’t matter then, dreams can be deceiving. Until he heard it again one night, in a fully awake state.

The Sith apprentice had just paid his master a visit on Coruscant, growing more impatient for revenge with every new meeting. We shall not reveal ourselves to the Jedi yet. To gain power, one must garner strength first. So, his master tasked Maul to find that strength by indulging in his bloodlust. However, he was not satiated, the hunger still lingering deep within.

It was then on Coruscant when he heard it. Still unable to make out what it was saying, yet, in a way, the young assassin felt drawn to it. As if it was calling for him. Pleading him to find it.

And it led him all the way to this planet.

With heavy footsteps, Maul wades through the soft, deep snow on a deserted planet somewhere in the Outer Rim. Snow was falling when he entered the atmosphere. Once he landed, it had already turned into a storm. The raging snowstorm has gotten even worse after he stepped outside of his ship. It might have been able to protect him from the snow, but it appears the voice itself is weakened by the heavy weather, as he couldn’t hear it in the Scimitar.

For that brief moment his mind was filled with silence, and, for the first time, he contemplated the decisions that led him to this point. Was the Force playing tricks on him? Fooling his mind for undefined reasons? Perhaps it was his master’s doing, testing his apprentice for his determination.

As soon as Maul set foot outside the Scimitar, the voice was back, all but a whisper. It had never been very prominent before — faint yet powerful enough to reach him all the way up on Coruscant.

He doesn’t know how long he’s been searching for the source. What feels like hours must’ve been only a few minutes in the cold. He considered sending out his Sith probe droids but what would they be looking for? Maul himself doesn’t even know what is waiting for him to be found.

He comes to a halt as soon as the call is getting louder, minimal but it seems to notice that he’s getting closer. One turn to the right and after a few more steps Maul finds himself standing in front of a subsidence.

From his position he spots something halfway buried in the snow, awfully close to a hole in the ground. It reveals the blue stone underneath the snow. By closer inspection of the object, it appears to be a ship. Out of the parts that are still visible, it seems to be a Kom’rk-class fighter with a certain symbol drawn onto it. Unusually far from the Mandalore sector.

From what he can tell, the planet has no noteworthy qualities — the living conditions are non-existent, and the climate makes it useless for mining. It’s highly unlikely the Mandalorians came to this place on purpose. Their ship must’ve crashed. And yet it wasn’t a distress signal that called him here — it was the Force. Maybe the ship had been stolen. A Jedi who fought the gun-slinging warriors and took their ship?

At the mere thought of the Jedi, his muscles tense up. His body temperature rising so high it could have melted the snow under his boots. The pure hatred the Sith apprentice feels for them only fuels him to continue his way to the ship. If it actually is a Jedi, they would be a fool to call a Sith for help, even if unintentional. It will be their last mistake.

Before reaching the Starfighter, Maul steps on something solid, making it crack on impact. He stops in his tracks and lifts his foot slightly, taking a step back. He uses the same foot to brush the snow aside. Buried underneath is a pile of bones. At the end of it — the skull of a Nikto.

Was this the pilot of the ship? It is highly unlikely that the planet inhabits any lifeforms, especially the Kajain’sa’Nikto, who are native to desert climates. So, the cold must’ve been the death of this one. But why leave the ship in the first place? Granted, it seems to be non-functional, but what were they hoping to find out here? Additionally, a single one of them would never be able to take a Gauntlet Starfighter from a Mandalorian.

Perhaps the pirates in this system are looking for missing members.

The whistling of the snowstorm isn’t as loud as it was before, as this location is shielded by the surrounding stone, but still howling through the silence of this planet.

Something stirs within Maul when he notices that it’s not as silent as it should be. He senses a presence, though not from inside the ship.

He slowly turns around, scanning the area for any sign of life. Due to the snowfall, it’s hard to make out anything other than the contrasting blue walls of stone, forcing him to squint his eyes. What he spots are several other piles scattered across the ground. Without doubt more bones — the rest of the crew, but the opposite of what he’s looking for.

The feeling of the presence is getting clearer. It’s closing in on him. As Maul turns to look at what’s approaching him, he swiftly moves out of the way. His opponent misses the attack and lands several meters away from him. Its feet slide over the ground, pushing it even farther. After it regains its footing, it roars at him — hoarse and strained, baring its sharp teeth. Then it leaps into movement, sprinting at him in a zigzag pattern.

Maul gets a hold of his spear. He swings it at the incoming creature, which brakes sharply and avoids the attack by taking a step back. He swings again, from right to left and it dodges by quickly ducking its head. It then aims to bite at his legs. He jumps out of the way, making the animal close its mouth around air. It hisses at him.

The creature continues to rapidly bite at him, alternately targeting his legs, arms and head. Maul jumps, crouches and swerves to avoid the attacks. Every step that gets him closer to the ship, his opponent moves between him and said object, pushing him back again. The creature has the agility to do more damage but refuses to leave its general position.

When Maul finds the chance to strike the animal, it does nothing. His spear scratches at the scales but no cut appears. Then his opponent hastily spins around. He evades the attack of the spiked tail by doing a backward somersault. He lands a few meters away from his attacker.

Instead of lunging at him again, the creature stays at a distance but remains cautious, nonetheless. It starts circling Maul, slowing down once it’s in front of the ship.

In this position, he gets a better look at the creature. It seems to be a kind of quadrupedal reptilian he cannot name. The scales are a mix of warm shades of yellow and orange. There is something resting around its neck, most likely frills that it hasn’t presented yet. Due to — at least from what he can examine — them protecting the softer and vulnerable belly. Another desert inhabitant stranded on this ice planet. And perhaps a more plausible explanation for the demise of the Nikto and their fellow crew members.

Despite its size advantage, it fully relies on agility instead of brute force, opting only for quick attacks so far. Though, this one doesn’t even reach half the size of a Rathtar and Maul has slain several of those before. If he can injure the legs, he should be able to slow it down, giving him the opportunity to reach the more vulnerable parts of its body.

As soon as it stops prowling, the animal straightens its posture, trying to seem even bigger than it already is. In this short-lived moment of abeyance, Maul is able to sense something within his opponent — despite never forming a connection with animals before — though it isn’t furious anger as one would expect from a feral creature, but instead uneasiness.

Maul keeps his feet steady on the cold ground. His gloves creak from the tight grip around the spear. He then takes the opportunity to strike first. As expected, it tries to dodge the attack, so he spins the spear around and whacks it into the creature’s head, making it stumble back a few steps, slowly moving away from the ship.

Now its belly and legs are exposed, so the Sith apprentice stabs his spear into the chest plates of the animal. They are unexpectantly resistant, the wound doesn’t go very deep. In fact, it seems like it barely made an impact. One small screech and it whips its tail at his legs. He easily jumps over it. While still partly in the air, the creature pushes its whole weight against Maul. He stumbles slightly but regains his footing fairly quickly. It results in the spear getting shoved in a little deeper.

To help it get further, he places his hand right before the blade starts and puts pressure on it. The reptile bites into the handle of the weapon and frantically pushes and pulls until it escapes the wound.

Neither of them lets go of the weapon, so it turns into a constant back and forth between them. Maul uses enough strength to fully pull the creature away from the ship.

Visibly angered by his resistance, it quickly rises to stand on its hind legs and uses all its brute force to push the Zabrak to the ground.

It leans its whole weight on both his arms, pressing Maul deep into the snow. Then, it gets full hold of the spear and throws it into the direction of the hole. The weapon is gone.

While Maul can’t move his arms to reach for his lightsaber, his legs are free to move. Before the creature turns its full attention back to him, he kicks up into the wound. It winces at the impact, removing some of the weight. He kicks it again, this time into its lower jaw.

Eventually, it releases him fully, stumbling away as the hits to its head seem to have disoriented it.

Maul jumps back onto his feet in one swift movement. Before the reptile can fully recover, he whips out his hand and sends it flying into the rocky wall behind it. Snow falls from the top of the cliff and buries the creature underneath.

Whether it actually had an effect, the creature doesn’t let it show — shaking the snow off as it re-emerges from it.

Maul awaits the next move, his hand moving to his lightsaber. But it doesn’t come. The animal still in its place, as if frozen by the snowstorm. It snarls at him, and then, for the first time, spreads its neck frills — most likely a threat — and screeches, the sound shrill and vibrating. Then it vanishes. Washing away like a holo that was turned off.

It’s not actually gone, he can still feel its presence. The intensity of its rage and determination to win the fight. And it’s drawing closer.

Seeing as there are no other lifeforms present to witness Maul’s next move, he pulls out his lightsaber, ignites one side, and strikes upwards.

The creature cries out in pain, taking a step back as it reappears right in front of its opponent. Its right front leg now graced with a cauterized cut. It tries to stand on it, but the wound doesn’t allow for any pressure. So, it limps away from him, taking small steps on only three legs. Though, even now that it’s injured, it doesn’t leave the area.

This gives Maul the perfect opportunity to strike the creature down. It keeps its distance but stays close enough for him to look into its yellow eyes. He notices its view is resting on the red light of his saber. Then they move upwards, creating direct eye contact for the first time. Sharp breaths shoot out of its nostrils, visible in the cold.

The ignited blade still burns in front of the Sith assassin’s body, just like his desire to put an end to this conflict. But now that they’re standing here, the only noise being the wind howling through the air, he can’t push himself to do it. And it confuses him. One look into the reptile’s eyes and it feels like he’s greeting an old friend. Out of everyone he met, Maul feels this way about an animal that had just tried to kill him. Or maybe, he doesn’t exactly understand the concept of a friend. Regardless, it looks as if it feels the same. There’s no more anger, no more rage.

Its eyes move to look at the ship, then back at him. It growls lowly before leaving the area completely.

The noises whistle through his mind again — or perhaps it is the wind carrying the snow around? The voice has been quiet during the previous encounter. He turns off his lightsaber and puts it away before stepping closer to the ship. Even now, while being this close to the source, it only gets gradually less audible as the storm is getting worse. As if the cold is trying to drown it out, choke it until it fades.

The Gauntlet lays slightly askew next to the rocky wall. The majority of the right wing is buried in the snow, while the rest of the ship is covered in a thin layer of fresh-fallen snow. He walks around it, to the ship’s bow and finds a way underneath it, to the airlock door. He spots it, partly open. Most likely opened by force. Now he wonders whether it was to get outside or inside.

The opening is big enough for Maul to slip through.

Once inside, it feels as though he just entered a whole different world. Shielded from the reigning storm, the durasteel drowns out any noise from outside. Though it’s not very successful at keeping the cold out. His breath being just as visible as it was in the cool air.

The interior of the Gauntlet is covered in ice. The cockpit is completely shut off, sealed behind a thick layer of frozen water. Every footstep echoes within the crystallized walls. It’s so quiet he can hear water droplets land on the durasteel. There are a few puddles scattered across the floor, alongside small pieces of ice.

This strange feeling that flows through his whole body returns. He doesn’t quite know what to make of it, nor does he fully understand it. It’s very weak but still present, although it seems like it’s being held back. Imprisoned. Shrouded by the Force. And desperately trying to breach through. The silent atmosphere in the ship makes it feel stronger than it is. And still, it leads him to go further.

As Maul passes even more ice, he stops. His eyes scan the wall, and he notices a shadow. Something is inside.

In his periphery, he spots several lines scraped into it. Always grouped in a number of four within close proximity. And there are a lot of them scattered across the block of ice. It must have been desperate to reach what is frozen.

He places his gloved hand on the ice, the coldness immediately piercing through the leather. The ice wall consists of several different layers. The ship is in a continuous loop of melting and freezing again due to the extreme climate of the planet. Though it was never enough to free what is trapped. Maul wipes over the half-melted and fogged-up ice to reveal what it conceals.

The silhouette is a lot sharper. Its contour delicately shaping it. A shape that’s familiar to him.

Someone is inside.

Most obviously the source of what called him here. It’s not louder, but clearer. It isn’t saying his name, it might not even be speaking. It is more of a humming. A sound he would describe as melodic, yet strange. His muscles go slack as his whole body goes into a state of serenity. As if whoever is in there wanted him to be here and that’s why they called for him.

This unusual feeling entices him to place his hand back on the ice — fingers spread while only their tips touch the frozen wall. Through the Force Maul senses the person’s exact position and then makes the ice break around them.

A crack — and it splits in various directions. He removes his hand and takes a step back. He silently watches it break apart until the person inside is unveiled — a young woman.

Asleep. Or unconscious. As soon as she’s fully freed, she drops to the floor with a loud thud.

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#mywriting*#oc: shireen oqir #shireen x maul #fic: of the abyss #big thank you to mika for proofreading this 🥺💜#I'm not that happy with it but hey it was good practice for fight scenes!#i really tried my best to write him as canonically accurate as possible 😭#i'm not good at writing from a male pov lmao #should've written it from his opponent's pov instead it would've been easier😔#there are two small details in this chapter that will be very important later on #which were the only reasons to include this whole chapter..

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bluffmotel · 10 months

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while only a minority share this view, i do find it somewhat tone deaf when people claim jay's ending is the best outcome for an abuse survivor -- either directly or indirectly implying everyone in the holt house was an abuser that jay, their sole little victim, had to get away from. for starters, none of his endings are happy ones. not even the fugitive path where he's holed up amongst nature, has a dog, and is bathed in solitude. maybe if you close your ears to what jay's saying during that scene you could see this as good for him, but his dialogue is stifled with an achingly loneliness, a sadness. this idea that he craved being alone in the wilderness is not one jay paints himself, it's only something that's said by tyler ; someone who clearly doesn't understand the younger on any level, much less grasps his desires. yes, jay wanted out, he likes nature, though no human can stew in their own space for years without this affecting them mentally. and that's not even taking into account that his entire life is over! he can't travel, he can't visit other countries or get lost in other areas of wood lands or plains, jay is infinitely stuck where he is. it's not a prison cell but it's a cage nonetheless, as the old saying goes : a golden cage is still a cage, after all. he tells zoe these beautiful sights have grown dull on him, laments about missing his family, vanessa, and is so chained by his want for connection he reaches out to a desert dream victim of all people. like, what about this muted cynicism, this barren home, seems happy? maybe he wanted this, some whimsical dream of this, before. now though? it's not what jay thought it'd be, and he lacks any power to change it. this is not some amazing ending for abuse survivors, it's still sad in a melancholy way, simply because jay is visibly unhappy with said circumstances.

but moving on to this, ah, ‘poor little victim in a lion's den’ narrative ... what? i think a lot of people fail to grasp how complex the holt household is in terms of toxicity and abuse. something that's very common nowadays due to how much people project rather than see what's in front of them. and don't get me wrong! projection is fine, you do you, we all consume and parse through media differently -- but this narrative is, by canon evidence, rather fictional. to be completely blunt, jay is not the only victim stuck in the holt house ?? the abusers have always been bear ( physical abuse, verbal degradation ) and sharon ( passive in the face of her kids' abuse, emotional manipulation ) ... and we are literally told point blank by the story itself and another character that these two favored jay immensely compared to their other children. now i'm obviously not saying that he has not faced trauma, he has! favoritism in a house like this does not shield you from the toxicity, sometimes that favor makes things worse, but he was protected to an extent, in ways tyler and dale were not. those two very clearly faced the brunt of bear's physical abuse ; for each other, for jay, and just overall caught their dad's ire more because they stood up to him. tyler takes a beating, a sight that's not at all new by his grim acceptance of this and the fact he states he's been doing this since young :

so, this is normal for tyler. getting beaten by his dad ( which isn't even mentioning the horror story bear can tell to ash, about how he literally threatened to cut tyler's ear or finger off ) and having his mom overall turn a blind eye to it, even going as far as to dismiss this fighting as childish behavior rather than what it is. and dale? we don't see much of him and bear in general, yet the second he steps up to defend tyler, with something as measly as a shove back, bear wastes zero time in hitting him so hard he's practically out of commission for the rest of the fight. he didn't even think about it, merely swung at dale as hard as possible on instinct alone before tyler hastily stepped up to defend him. what happens when jay tries stopping the fight, though?

both parties grab for him so they can toss him out of the way so he doesn't possibly get hurt. you can speculate bear was only doing this in order to finish his punishment on tyler, he'd deal with jay later whatever, although why not punch him like dale? why, out of all the moves on his belt, does he do the more merciful option? bear, who is nothing if not made of violence and has been molded to respect it? his fist that's raised in the air isn't for jay, since the next frame is jay shoved out of the way and him hitting tyler again ... hell, in dialogue where bear and jay are sitting on their porch, the youngest can even say bear beats on tyler and dale specifically. why not say “you beat on us”? like, the game is heavily implying that while jay is traumatized, there are some methods of abuse he simply did not face. one of them being the physical abuse prominent at home. and no, i'm not counting whatever pranks dale's pulled on jay ( like shooting him six times with a bb gun lmao ) because honestly? that's just older brother behavior, and we know that despite the morbid pranks, he still looked out for jay in the ways that counted. like protecting him from pa and to an extent tyler, something which, again, jay says himself!

back on topic a bit, the notion people seem to have of jay and his family seems overly simplified to me. people just looked at dale being his usual asshole self and went ‘abuser’, people looked at tyler's rather drastic and not usually like himself reactions to a high stress situation and went ‘abuser’, and that's a bit ridiculous to me. can't say i'm shocked! since so many people nowadays just see someone mean to their favorite character and decide woobifying said fave while demonizing their opposing force is exactly what canon intended. as dusk falls couldn't be a game more clear about it's main theme of family and the fact there's no purely good or bad people in this world, two statements that correspond directly to the holt family. are they bad for each other? probably! but that's a different discussion compared to, say, every single soul in that house violently abused poor jay and they should reap the consequences of that. dale and tyler, like their beloved younger brother, are also victims of abusive parents and a toxic home life. in turn, they both show signs of this abuse in ways that aren't entirely sympathetic or easy to swallow, especially when they've been dealing with it longer than jay and have never had their parents' favor the way he did. i see people get angry at tyler for the famous cabin scene, but nobody turns a critical eye to sharon ; who for all intents and purposes is watching this unfold without a care. she never physically stops tyler and her attempts to kill the fight are weak compared to her previously steely commands. and, honestly, the fact that tyler was that stressed about sharon getting on that bike so she can be protected, when she's the most capable out of the three of them, is way more strange than tyler's outburst -- when he's in a high stress situation, his baby brother's dead, and his life as he knows it is over. a life he didn't even have to begin with, since it was stolen due to his abusive upbringing.

whether this excuses what he did or not is entirely up to the player! i personally don't think it does, though i also understand where this is coming from and the game makes it clear this is not usual tyler behavior. throughout other people's views it's hammered into us that tyler has a cool head relatively, is the most sensible and smart out of his brothers. so, no, i do not think he was choking jay out all the time for his misplaced resentment -- i think his obvious disliking came from his stilted interactions with jay, and his lack of bond with him at all. we see in book one two times he reaches out to jay, demanding that he eats ( a minor, small thing to fret and worry about ) as well as panicking when he sees jay away from the rest of them during a shoot out. dale constantly looks out for jay as well, going as far as to take the heat from romero if they get caught and something as small as taking blame for jay's mistake in the barn scene. are his brothers more prone to violence and apathy? sure! yet they clearly love jay regardless. abusive households are not easy and see through. in fact in many cases the different levels of abuse the kids suffer does breed life altering resentment later on, envy that can damage these bonds permanently. honestly the holt family intrigues me deeply because of how well written they were as a unit, the effects of abuse and toxicity subtle and not overt in a ‘psa message’ kinda way. and these horrible relationships and ideals shared do not negate from the even more horrible fact that there is love in this messed up family, even bear clearly loves his sons, but that doesn't make it better. it almost makes it worse, seeing all the good intentions and care. knowing it doesn't excuse what they've done to each other nor does it make them better. they're a picture perfect family of an ugly wound! which is fascinating! i only wish more people saw that wonderfully shown depth rather than this bland and lukewarm take on the holts overall.

jay is a victim, he is traumatized, he deserved to one day spread his wings and put some distance between himself and his family ... but he was not the only one who deserved that ending, and he was not the only victim there. he was merely the only one with easy to parse trauma responses.

#as dusk falls #interior night #jay holt #dale holt #tyler holt #the holt family #meta post #ngl i'll make fancier tags eventually because i do not wanna clog the adf tag but this'll do #this was not supposed to be my first post yet i feel very strongly about this topic and the holts so um #here we go i guess!#cannot stress enough the literal dev of interior night has said the holts do want what's best for each other #they just have different ideas of what that best is! so it comes out wrong and warped and sometimes mean spirited #but they aren't just 2-bit abusers with signs on their heads saying : i hate jay and abuse him on the regular im a monster kill me #like do you know how much it wrecked me going through variations of the jay in prison scenes and seeing him say like #that tyler might even be happy out there as a fugitive. and that jay wants that for him? for tyler to be happy?#even jay himself comes into his wisdom which has always been there and acknowledges his love for his family #and the fact tyler and dale were miserable going on the way they were. just like he was!#the game centers around the holts and the walkers because they are two families that love each other and fumble the landing of it #jim lies to vince over something unforgivable. yet lying is all he knows. yet he did it out of a selfish love for his son #michelle cheats on vince which is awful and tries to paint it as something not important but she loves vince #is even willing to let him indulge in petty revenge ( which is missing the point ) so that they can stay together!#terrible things they're doing but it never takes away from the fact they love vince and zoe #a sentiment echoed by the holts!#idk like i know this take might get me killed but seeing morally gray games get the black and white treatment kills me #you are missing the true brilliance of adf's writing! you are missing some amazing characters!#also jay is not some unflawed creature. he literally can get so jealous over some girl that he isn't dating to the point of MAIMING a guy #he could've killed todd. he probably almost did! vanessa even says he might be more like his family than he thinks #and even if you don't choose this option it is still inside him. this paranoid jealousy and brutal violence #he can shoot vince or watch him die. he can let his dad die. he can bury someone alive. he can kill a cop and some poor ranger #dale and tyler and jay might be different characters and were shaped differently but they're still the same at their core

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polite-pandemonium · 5 months

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There's this TikTok trending sound floating around where the gist is 'can't tell if the friend who is always fake flirting with you is still fake flirting' and I immediately thought of these two. It's practically canon IMHO.

Who is kicking up the fake flirting a notch differs between the two of them on the daily.

#it is my personal headcanon that these two are constantly flirting with each other and causing strangers to just be like SO ARE THEY DATING #OR WHAT?#and of course their friends are like 'ugh no they are just like that' with the tone of people who have seen too much #Daisuke in particular is Over It #will full on leave the room when they start #thinks Takeru brings out the utter worst in Hikari (which he does lbr)#and sometimes they take the flirting too far and who knows maybe they end up fooling around #WHO KNOWS #but also - tri had LOADS of this quasi-flirty banter between them #so it is SLIGHTLY PRACTICALLY CANON #remember Sora's absolutely exasperated face when Hikari warns Meiko to watch out for Takeru?#it's that all of the time #also I wish I could have used caps of them in Kizuna or the Beginning and not caps of them in tri #but they don't have enough scenes together or apart in Kizuna #and the Beginning isn't out yet #so sorry you get this pseudo-meme with the uggo tri animation #and this is from someone who actually enjoyed tri a lot #anyway i have to go run errands I am an Adult #fun fact - I use the same canva account to make this bs that I do to make the reports I put all over my office #that canva account has two selves - employee of a global advertising agency #fandom idiot #digimon #takari #takeru and hikari #takeru takaishi #hikari yagami #takehika

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haemosexuality · 5 months

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i couldve gone to sleep 3 hours ago but i decided to stay up and personally download/screenshot every single marceline outfit ever so i could make a tier list. heres the link

#so we got 9 that are my all time favorites #TWENTY FOUR that are good (i broke that tier in two)#15 that i cant find anything to say other than ''yeah thats an outfit for sure''#5 that could be better. which means either 1-its kinda ugly but fixable (princess day and the green suit one)#2-its a bit boring like i feel they couldve done something better w it considering its an important ep (seventeen and come along with me)#3-look the obsidian jumpsuit wouldve been ok if it was just like. for the scenes in the motorcycle or something like that makes sense. but #not for the entire episode!!! its kinda ugly why did they just keep her in it!!! bubblegum got to change #it works ok for some scenes but they couldve let her change into something else for the rest of the ep #and 5 that are just ugly. theyre just not it. ive tried to like them but i cannot #adventure time #marceline abadeer #the rows are sorted from best to less favorite/worse except from the whatever one

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magpigment · 8 months

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finally got to episode one season two of prime defenders! my thoughts so far ^^ :

dakota :(

mallard >:((

#dandy blogg #jrwi spoilers #jrwi prime defenders #god i hate mallard so muchhhhh it’s not even funny #and also the way grizz is playing dakota so far straight up made me cry my poor baby boy #they all deserve the world #dakota on the edge of a panic attack for like the entire first episode #the way william and vyncent didn’t question him about it that much and even reamed out a spirit of chaos for being too loud #and mostly just tried to support dakota even if they didn’t understand what was going on like. fuck dude #dnd podcast got hands #william has always given me mom friend vibes ngl #anyway i’m loving the atmosphere of season two so far and i love the tone it’s set with the first episode #and the difference between william now and william then feels palpable which is impressive so kudos to charlie #can’t wait for him to undergo even more trauma ^^ <- literally cried about the trauma he already has last night #that scene with dakota actually sharing his feelings candidly and very upfront for once even tho he clearly struggles with articulating #and processing his thoughts and feelings about stuff but wanting to try for his friends because honesty is important to him #the way they’re playing all their characters is absolutely devastating and i’m ONLY ON THE FIRST EPISODE #i think season two is going to crush me dude ngl. can’t wait lmao

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camels-pen · 10 months

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got inspired by a fic i read the other day, but didn't quite hit the right spots for me so. time to write out a new wip idea

The concept of that fic really grabbed me - Jason and Tim having a bodyswap the same day Jason wakes up in his coffin, at a point after Tim had already visited Bruce and Alfred with his insistence that Batman needed a Robin - but for what I was thinking, by the time Jason convinces Bruce and Alfred of who he is, Tim's already started to dig himself out of the coffin. And when the three of them show up at the cemetery, the grave's empty.

Tim would be catatonic and go through much of the same stuff canon Jason went through before being found and dunked in the Pit. He'd end up enduring the whole League of Assassins shtick that canon Jason went through while at the same time Jason is dealing with Tim's regular person life. Both of them struggled a bit trying to imitate the other, but they managed- Tim with not much issue considering no one in the LoA was close to Jason, and Jason trying to manage Janet Drake's clearly growing concern every time he slips up.

Like, imagine Tim, desperately trying to imitate what he knows of Jason from watching Robin on the streets and seeing Jay in a few galas here and there. And one day, Talia tries to tell him he'd been quickly replaced to get him to finally listen and Kill Somebody/accept he was staying with the League until they deemed him fit to leave.

And Tim looks at a picture of himself, hanging around the front yard of Wayne Manor with Bruce, Alfred, and Dick. Another picture showing himself in an ill-fitting Robin uniform on a rooftop and seemingly getting lectured by Batman, who looms in front of him.

And he says "I'm not buyin' it."

Somehow convinces Talia that he's not convinced that the Tim in the photo (who is probably Jason and thank god, Tim was really worried about what happened to Jason's mind- or rather, his own body; he didn't actually consider Jason coming back to life until now) and she arranges a short trip for him to Gotham to see for himself.

Tim really struggles the next two days to keep up the Jason act, but he's pretty sure Talia and the others were just chalking it up to nerves at seeing his family again and the "newest addition".

When he finally gets to Gotham, he doesn't bother being stealthy. He doesn't have the skills- no matter how much Ra's and Talia's goons have been trying to beat it into him- and even if he did, he doubted he'd be able to sneak away from his own teachers that were stalking him from the shadows.

So he does his best to be casual. Walks straight towards Wayne Manor, and when he can actually start to hear his assassin stalkers the tiniest bit as he approaches the gate- a sign they're getting really restless- he decides now or never and bolts the rest of the way.

He thinks, if he had come sooner to Gotham, he would've tried fitting through the gaps in the bars- as if he was still 13 and small enough to fit- but as it is, Tim's spent 6 months in this body and he's not going to make that mistake.

Instead he slams a hand on the buzzer and says as fast as he can, "it's Tim! Tim Drake! There's assassins, open the gate!"

He has a heartstopping moment when nothing happens- when there's no answer and the ninjas are getting closer and closer and- And then it opens and Tim doesn't stop with his relief, he runs.

The door is opened not by Mr. Pennyworth, but by Bruce himself, a belt clipped around his waist, but entirely in sleepwear. He has something in his other hand and as he yells, "duck!" Tim can only think it's some kind of bomb and dives for the ground.

He was sort of right. It was a smoke bomb. He heard and smelled it hissing away behind him, and saw the cloud of smoke in his peripheral vision.

Bruce wasted no time running past him and barking, "Follow Alfred to the cave!" Tim took a moment to just breathe, feeling much more safe with Batman fighting to protect him. When Bruce looked back at him through a spot in the smoke, he yelled, "Go!"

Tim scrambled to obey, trying to run and stand and awkwardly doing both to get in the home. Mr. Pennyworth was just inside the foyer, out of sight of the windows, now that Tim noticed, and holding a shotgun.

He was also wearing a fluffy blue bathrobe and fuzzy pink bunny slippers.

Tim blinked. "Uhhh,"

"Come along, Master Tim. We must be quick."

He didn't protest and followed him down to the Cave, where Jason in Tim's body sat waiting at the Batcomputer.

Man, I'm not completely sure on the timing, but imagine Tim finally getting back into his body and it's- he's taller than he used to be, bulkier too. And there are reflexes and muscle memory stuff he doesn't remember at all, but now just has.

He- he was Robin. Or, his body at least, and he felt like it. But he never was Robin. Not really. He never got a proper outing, never even received Bruce's official approval for it.

It was strange. And not totally a good strange.

He thought about the body he had. He didn't have a lot of love for it- puberty would do that to anyone- but it was his. And that saying about not knowing what you have until you lose it? Yeah.

Tim felt like crying.

#dc #bodyswap #tim drake #nemotime #didnt really focus on the jason bits here but if i ever actually write this- jay would probably get more of a comedy/humour role?#like yeah they gotta find tim and tim's parents are genuinely concerned and all #but much of it would be just funny shenanigans of Jason being saddled with two sets(?) of worried parents #and just when he manages to get things sort of under control. Dick shows up #i havent yet decided if he just becomes Very Annoying Older Sibling who has no idea how to process his emotions currently #and tries to fall back on tried and true tactics #OR if he is in Complete Denial and thinking this was just an elaborate ruse by Tim & lists the exact ways Tim would know how to imitate Jay #(he's right and each accusation/point would probably be juxtaposed with a brief switch in scenes to whatever Tim is currently up to #which also happens to prove Dick's point exactly even though no one can except the audience can see that)#Jay would knock sense into Dick eventually but the point is. I could make his life humourous suffering :3 #Either way Dick would show up some time after Bruce remembers to call him & he would Not leave the manor until Tim is back safe and sound #(not for Jason obviously. pfft. Jason's just fine. Dick doesn't need to stay at the manor to make sure of it. He's just staying to find Tim #okay. realistically. this would just be a hella lot of angst. However! Having that shift from Angst with Tim to Laughing at Jason would be.#so fun.#tho i'd probably still sprinkle in some Angst with Jason bc i cant help myself lol

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