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theboysfcrged · 2 years

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Amazon’s The Boys S01E01

A multi-billion dollar global industry supported by corporate lobbyists and politicians on both sides.

A world without crime, with liberty and justice for all, that’s within our reach, thanks to the 200-plu Superheroes in the Vought Family.

And look, I know that you’re powerful. I get it. Your powers are no joke.

And now I just feel sick. Partly because I did it, but… mostly because… …turns out I’m not who I thought I was.

And then you know what happens? All your dreams come true.

But if you knew half the shit they get up to… Ooh… Fuckin’ diabolical.

Can I… can I get a selfie?

Despite your best efforts, I’m actually still hungry. I’m actually more hungry now.

Do you think I'm a fucking idiot?

Fuck A-Train. Fuck A-Train. Fuck-fuck The Seven. Fuck all... Seven.

Goes to show you, doesn’t it? The bollocks people will believe if you get them scared enough.

Hi. I’d like to make an appointment for you to come over and… lay some cable.

I appreciate the apology. Accidents happen, right? After all, I mean, you were saving the world.

I appreciate you coming on the show, my man. I love you.

I bet growing up you had a poster of Homelander on your wall, huh?

I had a whole welcome speech planned.

I know, I know, it’s a tough swallow. But we both know that your city needs a hero.

I mean, why would you get into this business if not to save the world?

I really need to talk to you about something.

I was born Super-Abled. Uh, my mom was thrilled. She took me to all the little miss hero pageants, but I hated it. Ugh, I mean, I can still… smell the hairspray.

If you want to know the truth, I actually had a poster of you.

If you’re negative, negative things happen to you.

It happens a lot more than you think.

I’m gonna take that son of a bitch’s head clean off his body.

Just quit being a cunt. That’s what I’m saying.

Just think of all those kids. I mean, the kids. Those kids who look up to you, they’d just be shattered. I mean, th-that’s not what you really want, right?

Just ‘cause you fall on your ass doesn’t mean you have to stay there.

Ladies and gentlemen, it is without a doubt a good time to be in the Superhero business.

Like you’re starring in a porn version of The Matrix.

Movie tickets, merchandising, theme parks, video games.

Oh, honey. Who else would they be here for?

Or… you could take the blue pill. Or is it the red pill? Anyway, take the other pill and quit being a cunt.

Please. Invisible Force 1 was lame. I’m all about Rising Tide.

See, people love that cozy feeling that Supes give them. Some golden cunt to swoop out of the sky and save the day so you don’t got to do it yourself.

Since when did “hopeful” and “naive” become the same thing?

Supes are like cops. They can’t be charged for damages while they’re on the job.

Supes lose hundreds of people each year to collateral damage.

Take it easy. Settle down. We’re just, we’re just talking.

Thank you so much. As you know, a crimefighter's work is never done.

The branding opportunities are limitless.

They sell a billion dollars worth of that shit worldwide.

Th… I’ve… Hold on, can you just… can you repeat it again? Just a little bit slower? Because I…

Uh, but……at the Q and A, they always asked me what my wish was, and I always said, “to save the world.” And the judges just chuckled like it was cute. But it wasn’t a joke to me.

Uh, thank you for an extremely weird conversation, but, uh, I don’t want to go to a second location with you.

Um, that doesn’t mean what you think it means.

Until the Deep makes a shark bite Translucent’s dick off.

We're both in a shitload of trouble.

We're The Seven, Earth's most mighty, champions of the innocent, motherfucker!

Well, I don’t know, whatever dodgy shit he was up to that night.

Well, I-I felt like a fraud. Yeah. But the good news is, everybody feels that way.

Well, well, well, if it ain't the invisible cunt.

What was I supposed to do, kick his door down?

Would've taken me forever to work that one out. Good job.

Yeah, I mean, but I-I can...I can help with other stuff, you know?

Yeah, look, son, I, uh...I think it's best that I take it from here. You know what I mean?

Yeah, that’s why we love you.

You pussy, I followed you from the fucking Tower.

You should turn away from the camera, and you should close your eyes, or else I’ll blind you.

#MEME #RP MEME #SENTENCE MEME #THE BOYS RP MEME

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yanderecandystore · 3 years

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The bullies with an S/O that’s just completely off the board? Like no matter how much they look the bullies can’t find /anything/ on them, all their school papers are forged and their home just isn’t able to be found no matter how hard they look? Maybe due to the S/O changing their identity after doing something bad?

That's hella specific and I love it?? XD

Sure thing boo, let me see what I can do.

Also, I'll change the ocs profiles to be paper drawings with digital coloring because believe me boo, I'm tired of redrawing them (and I believe y'all are tired of always seeing these new drawings).

I noticed that my paper art is a lot better than my digital art, and although I'm kinda proud of them I still feel a little petty because I wish to do cool stuff on the computer ;-;.

Anyway, just a heads-up if you see something off with the oc's bios.

TW/Tags: I have no idea what to tag this lmao // identity theft // illegal/unauthorized inscription // not an accurate representation of university/how universities work lol // abusive household/abusive parents // I may or may not have changed your concept a little, I'm sorry for it 😔

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Suspicion (fuck yeah, I don't know what to title this) [Yandere!Bully OC x Reader - Headcanon]:

→Adrien Coldwell:

For a person that prides themselves as the "know it all" when it comes to people's social media and reputation, he doesn't know anything about you.

This is a first for him, which is both annoying and honestly so intriguing. You didn't strike him as a person who would hide any secrets, and he had a hunch this was about to be good.

He searched for social media first, not finding anything about Avery Remington. Well, at least nothing with your face on it.

However, he did find something very, very interesting while looking at the school's documents, specifically the archives of all the students that have already studied here. He honestly didn't think he would find anything about you in these old papers, he was probably doing all this stupid work for nothing.

However, he was half right and half wrong. He didn't find anything about you, but this whole search wasn't completely lost, as he did find "you", Avery.

"- Student name Avery Remington, average grades and apparently no history of wrong doings or any bad behavior in general. Their registration to the Academy dates to 1980."

Oh. Ooooh, this was rich.

"- Huh." He said closing the documents and letting it where he found it. He was at least kind enough to let the palace a little organize after going through each paper trying to find your name.

Well, "your name". The only things that he kept for himself was photos of both the old documents about Avery Remington, and the earlier documents about Avery Remington. It was clear that you did something probably really, really bad, and you know he'll take advantage of it.

He had built his own theory about this, as in: you somehow found the paperwork of Avery's registration and their previous school's records so you could somehow impersonate them and get a free entrance to this institution.

He knew that you had something to hide, no one can be so perfect. But knowing the action itself wasn't enough for him, he needed to know the motive behind it.

For someone that is lazy and doesn't bother to care about important things, he sure spent a lot of time trying to scoop some dirt on you. When he finds the perfect opportunity, without any witness around, he'll take the chance to use this information against you.

"- Well, hello "Avery"." His tone was already suspicious, his voice not hiding anything from you. He came here to belittle you for his own entertainment.

"- H-Hi Adrien." You said shyly, hoping that your anxious mind was wrong and that this was all just a misunderstanding. You were hoping that the growing feeling of him possibly knowing about your fraud, was wrong.

"- Ya know, I'm kinda jealous of whatever plastic surgery you went through to look so young, maybe you should ask the faculty to correct your age tho." He said while showing the pictures he took of the documents.

"- Wait! I-I can-"

"- Honestly, I didn't think you were over 60 years old! Could have fooled me." His smug face was the selling point. You knew that you wouldn't find any form to convince him that what was on his phone was false.

He had a victorious smile on his face. Ever since you entered this school you always acted a little too paranoid and almost too friendly for his liking, and to confess to himself that he has fallen for you would be the bottom of the pit to him.

Still, he wanted to know why you did it. Why didn't you pay to get in if you wanted the scholarship so badly? What, you were too poor for it?

And what about a talent, or the test? Obviously, the university hasn't gone out of their way to pick a loser like you and insert you inside their classes on a whim, as they thought you were Avery Remington, a student that is already registered in school's documents (yet, of course, their system haven't verified the date of the registration, either by incompetence or by a "small mistake"). So you didn't do the test too, simply pathetic honestly.

Your sad dramatic story explaining how you managed to get into the academy. You did your best to get into the academy by legal means, but they always rejected you. Apparently you thought it would be a good idea to use your grandparent's documents to squeeze yourself into the institution.

"- But why in hell would you do such a thing? Are you that pathetic dearest?"

"- I… I wanted somewhere to go. Somewhere I could grow into a better person, a-away from-" You cut yourself short when the memories of your old home started to come into view.

For some reason, your parents couldn't stand the idea of you getting into a decent university, if anything, they thought you weren't capable of even washing some dishes at the local pizzeria. In their eyes, you were worthless.

When you found out your grandparent used to frequent this institution, and that they managed to disattached themselves from their familial routes and thrive as a musician you got instantly inspired! Determined to follow their steps and prove your family that you're just as worth ass-

"- Urghhhh- Boring! I don't care about all of that. Are you serious? You committed a crime just so you could stick it up to your shitty parents?"

"- …. Yes?"

"- Huh. Geez you're cooler than I thought. Listen, how about we make a deal?"

The deal was simple, he would not tell anyone about your little secret, and he would even help you keep your scholarship and help you reach your ambitions as long as you started spending more time with him. Which, at first you thought it sounded absurd, this man is holding your whole life by a thin thread as long as you give him attention?? What?!

And although that sounded extremely suspicious, you accepted it, not knowing that for the next few years you would have to endure a harsh training to discover your talents and to improve them before you two graduated. However, you started to think Adrien was starting to see your deal in a different light-

"- Come on now, after this we can go eat something okay? Where would you like to go this time? Our last date I chose the best restaurant I know, so you better choose something of equal value."

…. Date?

→Alexandra Coldwell:

You were suspicious from the very start. Overly friendly and too- Ugh! Too cute?!

You were always skittish whenever someone called you. What, you had a problem with your name or something?

And the worst part was how no one seemed to know where you lived. Every group project with you was considered annoying by most of your classmates, as you never called people in your house or never let anyone have your address, not even your phone number??

You didn't have any social media, what are you, a weirdo? What the hell??!

She is not even pissed about you being a loser, she is pissed that she has fallen for someone like you! A complete weirdo that was always panicking over nothing.

She started stalking you with the intention of finding at least one thing that she could hate on you so she wouldn't feel so- Lovey dovey towards you!

But what she really found was something worth an entire gold mine.

A private phone call between you and someone who was losing their shit. She couldn't understand too much of the conversation as she didn't have any context, yet she could hear a lot of things that you and the person were discussing.

The person yelled [Y/N] multiple times while in the phone call, saying how you were absolutely the worst mistake of their lives (which by the way, rude much? Who is this asshole?), that you were a selfish brat that needed to learn to appreciate their hard work.

Oh… Oh. She now knows who you're talking with. She decided to record the entire thing the moment she saw you taking your cellphone to have a private call.

She was planning on recording your voice for her own hearing pleasure, but this? This was so… Interesting.

"- [Y/N]?" She called your attention after the conversation ended, and because you haven't been accustomed to people calling you "Avery", you turned around saying "what" instinctively.

And when you noticed Alexandra smirk for a split second, you regretted answering your parents call. Not that you needed anymore reason to regret it, but this was certainly the last nail in the coffin.

You begged for her to understand that you couldn't go back, you simply can't go back to them, ever again! You told her the whole sob story about how your grandparent had decided to run away from home and fulfil their own dreams as a musician, even if people didn't really hear their music all that much, and now that you think about it, that's probably the reason why no one have recognized their name at all.

Your grandparent had a really small fanbase, and you knew that because you were part of them. They weren't popular at all compared to Amaryllis Academy standards, yet they were happy singing their songs to the world.

You kinda wish your family hasn't broken the old recorder that belonged to your grandparent. Their first album was in there, it was cheesy and filled with errors, yet they sounded so happy when doing what they loved, and you wanted something like that for yourself!

You needed to live that hell hole and so you did. You rented a small apartment that was falling apart, the reason why you never gave people your address was because you knew they would bully the hell out of you because of how poor you are.

After finishing your story you noticed Alexandra snoring beside you. You thought she was only exaggerating, but then you saw her drooling and acting really dizzy after you woke her up.

"- Oh my God, so… That was it? You ran away to follow your dreams and stuff?" She asked, still kinda sleepy.

"- What? Of course it was-" You were fuming with anger, how dare she-

"- And I thought you only looked cool because I liked you! You're pretty strong for sticking up for yourself." She interrupted you, looking at you with admiration in her eyes.

She proposed to you a deal. How about you two keep this secret together, and, if anything does happen she'll still help you stay inside the institution. However, you'll need to work your ass out to become the best you can be, and you'll let her guide you through, because you're too much of a dummy to do it all by yourself. You'll have to spend time with her and let her help you out.

At first, you thought it sounded absurd, this woman is holding your whole life by a thin thread as long as you give her attention?? What?!

And although that sounded extremely suspicious, you accepted it, not knowing that for the next few years you would have to endure a harsh training to discover your talents and to improve them before you two graduated. However, you started to think Alexandra was starting to see your deal in a different light-

"- Why you never hold my hand? Come on, "Avery", won't you hold the hand of your dearest girlfriend?" She asked playfully while taking your hand anyway.

…. Girlfriend?

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#sheep stuff #yandere oc #sheep's stuff #yandere x reader #yandere bully #yandere twins #yandere oc headcanons #yandere oc x reader #yandere bully x reader #yandere bullying #yandere headcanon #special delivery headcanons #special delivery request #yandere

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anothersillyfanblog · 3 years

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Earth On Hell

This is my Sanders Sides gift for @marsupials-of-mars for @sanderssidesgiftxchange!!! Basically all the sides are demons, hanging out in hell, but one of them (wonder who) is a teeny bit more chaotic than the others. (P.s I am gonna post on ao3 in a few days as well btw.) Btw I’m not great at tags so mega apologies if it still slipped through sorry.

Hell.

Lunch breaks round here weren’t boring- there was plenty to see and do in hell- it had just kind of reached a point for Janus where most of it had already been done. Hence why, no matter what his colleagues in the eighth circle said, there was something interesting about sitting down with this chatty little demon and watching the human flesh blister.

“Y’know what I think?” the younger demon, Remus, casually asked. Janus sighed. “I try not to.” “I think that everyone who ends up here is dumb.” He tossed a rat into his mouth “All you gotta do is act nice and suck up to the big daddy in the clouds- that’s it! Easier than boiling babies!” “No,” Janus raised his eyebrows. “Because it’s based on the nature of your soul not what you do.”

“Well that ain’t fair! What if you can’t HELP dreaming of torture and carving hearts into carcases (or whatever these idiots got in here for), like it’s in your pretty little head from day uno?” He wagged his finger at Janus. “They could never do anything wrong in their entire life but get sent here for naughty thinking… seems a lil shitty to me.” “Well apparently they can ‘repent their sins and get eternal salvation’.” Janus revelled in the other guys’ confusion for a moment. “Say sorry a lot and it’ll be ok.” “Ohhhhhhhhhhh right. Oh yeah ok.” Remus nodded. “Seems a bit suspicious, are you sure that’s a thing?”

A couple of screams got louder, and Janus turned to see a scrawny horned demon carrying a bucket and biting his lip. He had his arms comically wrapped all the way round it- an ugly neon yellow bucket with a ‘warning’ label (because hell needs health and safety standards)- and he was edging towards a nearby cliff.

“Hey Virge!” Remus called out “What’cha doin?” “I…” the horned demon tipped the bucket over the precipice as the screams intensified “…am adding a couple… of new souls… to the… whirlwind.” “Come get lunch, Virgil! It’s rat day!” he grinned, holding up a rodent “Also didn’t Pat tell you to do that like, a week ago?” “Yes but I’m also a dumb bitch.” Virgil sat down next to Remus. “Who’s this?” he glanced awkwardly at Janus. “I-” “HE’S my friend from the EIGHTH FUCKING CIRCLE!!!” Remus interrupted. “That not being the eighth circle of fucking, though it might well be…” “It’s not.” Janus clarified. “Yeah, I didn’t think it was.” Virgil smiled “I’m Virgil. I work with him under Patton? Second circle so-to-speak.” “Oh yeah I know the guy.”

Patton was the overseer for a lot of things in the lower levels. Not really a specific tier, or a specific expertise, but if you spent any time in one-five then you at least saw him. Most people ‘above’ him were aware of him in a general sense. Janus had met him twice? Three times? Yeah, if you counted bumping shoulders at the river Styx that one time, then it was three.

It made sense that Remus and Virgil worked for Patton- a lot of the younger demons did these days.

“UGH doesn’t everyone?” Remus whined “He is annoying!” “He’s your boss.” Janus observed. “Yes, and he’s annoying! I say we, I dunno, set fire to his ass or something…” Virgil shrunk into his seat “He’s our boss? Also he isn’t in charge of everyone, he has a boss right…” “Yeah, but uh…” Remus clicked his fingers “We were saying weren’t we?” he looked at Janus. “No. Whatever you think we were saying, we weren’t.” “People shouldn’t get here for wanting to do crimes!” he clapped his hands “I think we should break everyone out of hell.”

One week later: Hell

Work hours, naturally. Janus was trying to process new souls but honestly there was no signal and his tablet just wasn’t working.

“And they say eighth circle is an enviable job…” he tapped the screen “I- I’ll be with you in a moment, sorry about this.” He said to the guy in line to be thrown into the pit. “No, no, take your time.”

Finally, the sound of footsteps approaching! Janus looked up and smiled. “Ah, the tech guy! Yeah, there’s no service on this, so if you could-”

“Where’s Remus?” Janus smiled a little “Excuse me?” “Which circle can Remus be found in?” the tech guy kept his face stern (if he was the tech guy) “I know you know him.” “I’m working right now, or trying to, so come back when I’m not and then we can talk.”

The tech guy ripped the tablet out of Janus’ hands.

“Where can Remus be found?” “He isn’t an important demon-” “Lower tiers…” “Not what I mean, I meant you shouldn’t need him.” “But I do.” “Why?” “Irrelevant, just tell me where he is located.” “Well forgive me for thinking you’re going to hurt him, but I think you’re- you know- going to hurt him.” “Falseh- it’s inconsequential, I must find him.” Janus paused. “Fix my tablet, please. I believe you.”

The tech guy looked momentarily confused before realising what Janus meant and doing so. “Second circle, every time I’ve seen him.” Janus said “Is… is he in trouble?”

“Not with me, negative. I do not have the influence to get many people into trouble. As for the future…” he sighed “I would advise you to keep your distance from him, though that’s my observation.” He left off towards the exit of the tier.

Janus grimaced, looking at his now-working tablet.

“If it’s any consolation, it probably won’t affect you.” The guy in line said, making Janus jump in surprise. “Shit! I need to get all you processed, I am gonna get in trouble.” He smiled at the guy who now frowned. “Okay name and age at time of death…”

One month later: Hell

“Where’s-” “Remus?” Patton interrupted. “we’re dealing with it.” Janus chuckled “Will anyone down here actually let me finish a sentence?” “Of course, my apologies- what were you going to say?” “Where is Virgil?” he smirked. “He works in your general bracket, right?”

Patton breathed in sharply. No one had seen Virgil since Remus had started (conveniently) quietening down, and Janus knew it. Everybody knew it. His work tallies were still placed in- by who, nobody knew- but the second circle was widely lacking in Virgil.

“He’s doing some work on…” Patton’s eyes darted round rapidly “admin. He’s working on potential field experience up there, needs to put in the admin first.”

Janus raised his eyebrows, looking up towards the Earth. “The thing is, Pat, I’m Eighth circle. I specialize in fraud- you know what that is?” Patton nodded. “Deceit, Patton, lies. And every day suave fuckers queue up trying to tell me why I have ‘the wrong circle’ or why ‘they should get special treatment’ and guess what, Patton? It’s always bullshit.”

He stared straight at the other demon. “I have been doing this for too damn long to not have the fucking right to tear the throat of anyone, ANYONE, who dares to be as lousy as you at lying to me. So don’t ever tell me that Virgil is doing admin, FUCKING ADMIN, because no one here will believe- or miss- you.” He sighed. “Let’s start again. Where’s Virgil?”

Patton swallowed “I…”

“Do you not know?” Janus asked, “This will go a lot better for you if you just admit that you don’t know.” Patton shook his head “Not exactly, no.” he whispered, “We’re not sure where he is.” “Not sure or don’t know?” “We know he’s in hell… we know that, we’re aware of him but not where.” Janus pinched his forehead “Okay so out of all the nine circles of hell, you have no clue, none. Lovely.” “If Remus would co-operate…” Patton muttered. “If I would what now?”

Ah yes, Remus. Walking cheerily towards them, smile slightly wider than ever, living his best life. Of course it was most likely that he had been questioned on Virgil’s whereabouts, given their activities during the past month-or-so, but Remus had decided to ‘calm down’ now and had ‘no idea about anything that anyone was doing’. Or so he had said to Janus.

“Patton! You already know I told ya everything about Virge, didn’t I?” he grinned. “Of course, don’t doubt it.” Patton said, as if he were lecturing a child. “And you got all your silly little friends to stand down which was very good of you.” Remus clapped his hands. “Yes! I did that!” “BUT!” Patton wagged his finger “I think you may have forgotten places that Virgil could be- or things you knew about Virgil.” Remus gasped in shock “Oh no!” “We want to find him, you want to find him. Let’s do this together please.” Patton nodded towards Janus. “Isn’t that right?” “Huh?” Janus smirked “Oh yes, working together. Of course.” Patton smiled again, then turned to leave.

Remus groaned “Ugh, what an annoying piece of poop! Wanna feed him to a pack of rampaging squirrels!” “Where’s Virgil?” “Up your butt!” Remus laughed, “Just kidding, don’t check, I have no idea.” Janus nearly prayed out of sheer frustration. “Don’t fucking lie to me, Remus, unholy shit.” “Okay, okay!” he giggled. “So I might know… but I can’t tell you.” “Why?” Janus asked, confused, “You think I’m going to run to Patton?” Remus looked down “Well, Logan says you shouldn’t be involved in-”

“You’re still working with Logan? You said you’d told them to stand down…” Remus chuckled “You believe that?” “Well, no,” Janus admitted, “But I…what the fuck are you planning?” “Eh, just a little bit of trouble…” “What you did already was a ‘little bit of trouble’- hell, it got your supervisors’ attention, so actually it was kinda a bit more than that.” Janus explained. “I made a group?” “A militia.” Remus threw his arms up “Well, we barely did anything! Pat WAY overreacted!” “Not… if you’re actually planning something he didn’t.” “So you are on his side?”

“I…” Janus looked away. “I don’t want this going south. For you, Virge, us. That’s the bargain you make when you leave heaven, to look out for you and yours. Get what is considered ‘best’ down here.” “But what if what is ‘mine’ is…” Remus looked wistfully at the hurricane of souls swirling around them “Never mind. See you around!”

He made his way off towards the offices where he worked, leaving Janus listening to the winds scream for mercy.

One year later: Hell

“Here.” Janus held out a bucket of blood that spat angrily at both of the demons, “from management.” Roman didn’t look up. “Chuck it in, before they get too comfortable.”

Janus peered down at the bubbling lake, almost glad to see that some parts of hell hadn’t changed that much. He poured the new blood in and watched the souls writhe- no hope of Remus for this lot. Though somehow, in some corners, they screamed out his name. How? Patton had nearly torn his horns off the first time he’d heard it, because how? How could they know about him? And that was the problem when the fresh blood was added and the screaming began anew.

What they screamed for.

Roman rolled his eyes “I’ve never wanted them to stop more…” Janus scoffed “You should see Patton, he has lost it.” “How so?” “Apparently,” he began, “He’s been inventing and subjecting harsher tortures for any souls who mention his name- or the others.” Roman chuckled at this “Well! Woe betide any gossip outlet, then…” “He’s getting them shut down, I think.” Roman gasped “His higher-ups can’t approve of that- right?”

Janus raised his eyebrows “His higher-? Roman, after the whole, well, you know… after Remus did all that, his only higher ups were a couple of folks in what used to be ninth circle.” He looked to the lake of blood. “Now? I don’t think some of them would even challenge him…”

“Oh.” Roman smiled. “How long’s that going to last?” “What?” “Patton- in charge? Until things are figured out, right?”

At this Janus started to laugh. He kept laughing and laughing till Roman joined in then realised it just wasn’t funny because it never had been.

“Forever.” He scowled. “He’s going to stabilize and reorganize the layers he has, take back the ones he doesn’t, put the souls back into torment, then execute the demons. All of them. Remus, Virgil, Logan, Remy, ALL OF THEM WILL DIE. Painfully. And then! He will rule over hell forever.”

“That’s a bit cynical.” “Well EXCUSE ME-” “No, I just thought- being an ex-friend of Remus- you might’ve been more cheerful.” Janus bit his lip. “We weren’t friends because we were even remotely similar. We were friends because I was bored, work was boring.” “Okay, makes sense!” Roman smiled. “So we’re all gonna end up working under Patton (if we aren’t already) and it’s gonna be aaaahhh ooohh not good very bad?” “Little bit more than that, but yes.” “Ah so more painfully terrible every moment we’re awake?” “Yeah.” “Hm… why not leave?” Roman casually asked. You know, casually.

Janus scoffed “Because of the whole dying thing?” he gestured wildly “I can’t go off on my own; I don’t stand a chance, I can’t repent; you have to mean that shit, and I can’t go with Remus and his crew because- because…” he looked down “I’m sorry Roman but the reason I never got too involved in the first place is because what he plans just isn’t going to work. He can’t win- he’ll die, and if I get involved then I will too and the point of all of this,” he spread his arms round “Is so you can look out for yourself, so you don’t have to be selfless and give up everything for someone else. Why do I have to be ashamed for not wanting to be a martyr?”

“I… you don’t.” “Exactly” Janus snapped. “If you truly believe that this is what’s better,” Roman added. Janus whistled “No, that’s…” he shook his head “Anyway. Whatever happens, they can’t be faulted for trying.” “No, absolutely not! Wait we are talking Remus and-” “Of course I’m talking about Remus’ lot.” Roman nodded “Ah, well yes- I agree. They’ve done a surprisingly competent job, all of them.”

They both paused for a moment. “It’s because they have the tech guy.” “It’s coz of the tech guy.” Roman agreed “I mean it’s not like the rest of his crew can’t organize things, but…” “It’s the tech guy.” Janus concluded “I hear he orchestrated the ‘Virgil plot’.” “Exactly!” Roman exclaimed “and that was wow, just impressive as anything (if you don’t mind me saying), like- hiding Virgil for that long to steal that many souls? If they don’t win it’ll be a little depressing.” “It’ll be more than that.” Janus smiled solemnly.

“It’ll be the end of life as we know it.”

Ten Years Later: Italy.

“Virge!” Janus could hear someone calling outside of the cavern “can you get that thick ass over here, please?” That ‘someone’ was probably Remus. “Janus, that includes you too!” “How does ‘Virge’ include me?” he called back. “Don’t question the king of crimes!”

Reluctantly, Janus stood up and wandered out to the frosty mountainside. He grimaced- the cold bits of hell had never been his favourite, even when they flaunted ‘coveted positions’ and such. Still.

“You want a coffee?” Remy asked. “Please.” He gestured over to a nearby hut “The coffee machine is right there, honey.” “But I never get the ratio right…” Janus pleaded. Remy chuckled and sipped his drink “Girl, that just ain’t my problem!”

“Janus!” Remus grabbed his arm suddenly and yanked him away “You sexy motherfucker, I called you an AGE ago! Now come on!” “Right, what do you need?” “Emotional stability…” Remus placed his hand on his chest “Just kidding! So basically, the waterpump’s broken (but Logan’s “dealing with that”), we received word that Patton has guns now- so we need better defences just in case- and also Patton has guns so yeah. Can we have those please?” Janus’ eyes widened. “Ok so is Patton-with-a-gun confirmed, or a rumour? Because hell basically never deploys projectiles.” “Are you sure I can’t be used as a projectile?” Remus half-spoke aloud “Yeet me at them.” “You’re getting distracted.” “Oh. Yes, it’s confirmed. One billion percent.” Janus pinched his forehead “Well, somehow I doubt that statistic, but okay. Let’s work on anti-gun strategy, defence, etc. because it is possible they’ll get hold of unholy projectiles specifically for us.” “Why can’t we get guns?” “Maybe one day, but if you actually think I trust you with a GUN-” “Fair point”

“Um, I was called?” Virgil was stood in the snow, watching them talk. They both jumped. “Yeah like, FIFTY YEARS AGO!” Remus cried. “Oh I’M sorry, look I did show up- it’s just I didn’t want to interrupt…” he trailed off. Janus smiled. “That’s understandable.” “That’s understandable.” Remus mimicked “Ooh, whatever, we were just chatting! No rules on chatting! Also what are your thoughts on guns?” “I think we should focus on hiding for now…” “BORING! Guns?” “Let him speak” Janus warned. Virgil looked down “I mean, our last skirmish went well, and we are getting more to join… but right now I think we should focus on what we have. And that advantage is mystery. Let’s keep it.” “Ooh mystery! Spooky!” Remus wiggled his arms. “No, I get what you mean.” Janus nodded “Like how you got so many in the beginning because they were intrigued, people will talk if we stay off the map for a while.” Remus tutted “Oh, you. Being sensible.” He frowned “We’ve been lucky, haven’t we? To live?” Janus smiled “Like this? Absolutely.” “Yeah, we should go under. Be sneaky! Recruit people who aren’t dicks and so on.”

Logan agreed with the idea for once, which was probably because it was Virgil’s, but also he stated: “We have already been living ‘both figuratively and literally underground’ so it makes an appropriate amount of sense to make this an officially secret place of dwelling.”

He also agreed with Janus’ gun-plan. This, of course, being that they focus on defence and perhaps work on getting weapons of their own in the future. Though he was a little heavier on the “no gun-wielding-Remus” stance, stating: “On no condition can he be allowed a gun, none. Others in our company- fine. I will trust from the upper-most generals to the smallest child amongst us with a projectile, but never Remus. Oh and can we consider adding Remy to that list?”

Janus didn’t bother to question the part about trusting children with guns, he simply nodded and got to work on defence, sometimes smiling at Remus as he did.

And it didn’t matter what anyone was or wasn’t doing, Remus always grinned away.

One Century Later

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everybodyknows-everybodydies · 3 years

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"carter's master plan??" "CORDANO MOC AU??"

YES HI HELLO THANK YOU

Carter’s Master Plan

the short version: “The Good Place” AU where I once again appeal to an audience of only me by having my train wreck OT3 be endgame.

THE LONG VERSION HOWEVER. picture this: instead of going into medicine, a young Robert Romano decides to pursue his dream of being a world-famous chef instead. what consequences does this have, you may or may not ask? I WILL ANSWER REGARDLESS: Elizabeth never leaves England, never ends up in Chicago. Mark dies having unsuccessfully attempted to reconnect with Jen. SOMEHOW EVERYONE ENDS UP DEAD THEY’RE NOT CLEAR ON ALL THE HOWS YET BUT IT’S THE AFTERLIFE AND NOBODY KNOWS EACH OTHER. also Carter is there as “the Architect,” with help from the most powerful not-a-robot in the universe, a stolen Good Kerry. (yes this does imply the existence of Bad Kerry. yes I am going to squeeze all the inherent hilarity I can out of that concept.) Romano is aware he’s in the so-called “Good Place” on some kind of cosmic clerical error, which seems like it should be painfully obvious to everyone else. luckily his roommates are The Most Genuinely Good Man No Longer Alive and The World’s Stubbornest Brit. (also Romano still loses his arm in a traumatic fashion because that’s important to me.)

and just for fun AN EXCERPT:

Say something else, good grief. He can hear Doug teasing him. Always such a smooth talker, aren’t you. That’s my guy. “Uh, I thought we made a good team. Dr. Greene and Dr. Corday,” he adds, wishing desperately that the whole dying thing had given him any better way to make small talk. “Sounds… good?”

She snorts. “Dr. Corday?” she echoes. “Oh—that’s right, I always forget you give your surgeons that title.”

“You don’t?” He gets ahead of her with a couple of longer strides to grab the door, pushing it open.

“Gentlemanly,” she nods as she brushes past. “No. It’s … reserved for more junior members of the staff. Or GPs.”

“So you’d be—?” He stops, waiting expectantly, the door closing behind them.

“Miss Corday.” Fiddling with a loose thread on the sleeve of her sweater, she doesn’t look up, focus intense. It’s—sweet. Her expression is almost the same as it had been when she was rearranging the badly-imagined bones of strangers. An odd relief loosens his shoulders. It feels a lot safer to look at her now that he doesn’t risk being subject to that same scrutiny. “Although if I had been working with you in Chicago I imagine I’d have to have got used to being called Dr. Corday.”

He feels his mouth twitch curiously. “Huh. Why is that? The title difference, I mean.”

“Homage to our great and noble predecessors, the barber surgeons,” she says breezily, finally plucking the thread free and holding it up in triumph. “Objectively, yes, it’s a bit silly, but I did work very hard to be called ‘miss,’ so there’s a certain pride one takes regardless of—”

“Wait, wait, barber surgeons? Can we back up there?”

She raises her eyebrows. “Are you asking me for a history lesson?”

“No, I just want some elaboration on the idea of barber surgeons,” he moves past her to get to the living room, plopping down on the couch. “Do you have to double-major in premed and cosmetology?”

Her laugh is sudden and bright, and she sits next to him, grinning. “No! Why, do you need someone to trim your hair?”

“Maybe, if you’re also a barber.”

Cordano MoC AU

the short version: an improbable and contrived application of an already improbable and contrived trope... the green-card marriage. also eventual endgame OT3 because again, I Am My Own Primary Audience what can I say!!

(alternate short version: Romano: I don’t like lying >:( also Romano: FAKE MARRIED ISN’T LYING IF UR ACTUALLY IN LOVE)

the long version: “so,” says Elizabeth in an extremely casual and not-at-all desperate I Refuse To Go Home kind of way, “marriage fraud. that sure is. a crime. which is terrible.” WHY RELY ON THE CLEARLY UNDEPENDABLE WHIMS OF A WORK VISA WHEN YOU CAN SPEND A COUPLE YEARS ~LIVING IN MARITAL UNION~ AND GET CITIZENSHIP, I say, as the (not-actually-present) narrator. are there easier ways to go about that process? probably. DO ANY OF THEM FULFILL MY SPECIFIC NEEDS OF FORCING CHARACTERS TO TALK TO EACH OTHER. NO THEY DO NOT.

Romano finds out this is actually on the table and is like “oh oops that’s embarrassing maybe I should not have pitched a hissyfit and terminated your fellowship because I was sad you liked Peter better than me” but it comes out more like “u need a guy…I’m a guy… I could be UR guy...” SHENANIGANS ENSUE. also Elizabeth and Gretel are immediate bffs because Gretel Is A Good Dog and I say so.

Susan is there too because I REQUIRE Susan & Elizabeth being buddies and who better to give me the content I crave than me myself? this also means EVEN MORE SHENANIGANS as Susan designates herself wingwoman.

AND AN EXCERPT AGAIN FOR FUN:

“I’ll have you know I’m a great catch, Lizzie. Any woman would be lucky to have me. Are you done reinforcing Gretel’s love of jumping on people that I have spent, oh, several weeks trying to discourage?”

“You’d really say no to this face?” Elizabeth looks up with a grin, Gretel turning her head exactly on cue and thumping her tail against the ground.

“You’ve been here two minutes and you’re already teaching my dog bad habits,” he gripes.

“Oh, shut up, she’s clearly a very good girl. Aren’t you? Yes, you!” The dog’s tail excitedly picks up speed again.

Romano huffs. “Stop that, it’s her bedtime. You can’t get her wound up before bed.”

“Please tell me you tuck her in,” she says gleefully, finally extricating her hands from Gretel’s thick fur to follow him inside. “Why didn’t I know you had a dog before?”

“Family and pets.” He waves a hand dismissively as he shuts the door back behind them. Gretel trots off to sniff at a spot on the hardwood floor a little down the hall. “Obvious boring personal information; you don’t bring it into the workplace.”

“No,” she tilts her head pointedly, “why didn’t I know?”

He stops, looks back at her. “Just never came up, I guess,” he says at last, quiet.

#writing tag #Mouse talks!#Lizzie and the Bald Boys #long post #SORRY YEAH IT'S LONG I GOT EXCITED #waterloo-kitchener

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Spirit Kaleidoscope: Empty Absolution

Chapter 5 - Dinner Times

Chapter Index

-----the evil god. Th----ke is going to----- calamity on the village.

-----the evil god's curse. -----frightening-----snake mons-----.

You're all----- deceived-----.

Chase him out!-----out! This serpent----- out!

-----sama.

-----i-sama. Shi-----sama, I'm-----ry.

If I hadn't----- this would never have-----.

If only I'd -----.

Phantom Grotto

???: ........ ...I'm in the cavern... So... I was sleeping...

???: ...It feels like I had a dream...

Sizzle... Crackle crackle...

???: ...The smell of roasted meat... It's coming from outside...

Thump..!

???: Ah, Shisei-san! Great, you're awake. Dinner is ready, so I was just about to wake you.

???: It's time to eat. Come out of the cave.

Shisei: ...Sana. You're here.

???: I am here, too. I caught this giant of a boar in the woods outside Hikagemachi, and took out all the good parts.

Sana: ...Do you not have any other meat, Azuma-san? Even if you don't, I can get by on mushrooms, fruits, and nuts...

Azuma: What? You look mighty unhappy with the feast I prepared. It's not as if the meat came from the very beast possessing you.

Sana: Of course I'm displeased! You're so completely lacking in delicacy!

Azuma: Delicacy..? What type of delicacy are we talking about?

Shisei: ...Fufu. You're energetic as always.

Azuma: Shisei, hurry on over. We're always borrowing this place for gatherings, so I brought you a small gift.

Shisei: This forest doesn't belong to me. I've just settled down in here.

???: Only you think that, Shisei. This place is full of your essence. Neither yokai nor beasts dare come close to it.

Sana: Huh! Hokuto-san, when did you..?

Hokuto: I just arrived. ...Here. I brought bamboo shoots. A gift from me, as well.

Shisei: So you came too, Hokuto. Now everyone is here.

Hokuto: ...Anyway, Shisei. You look awfully pale again. I'm guessing you don't even eat properly unless we're around.

Shisei: Ah... Come to think of it... Have I eaten at all..? I'm not sure...

Hokuto: How do you not know anything about yourself?

Sana: Now now, you two... In any case, these bamboo shoots look splendid. Where did you get them?

Hokuto: I saw them at the market as I was leaving Hikagemachi. I'd just come into a bit of money, you see.

Azuma: Not through any honest means, I'd wager.

Hokuto: Maybe, maybe not. Sana. Roast these up into an edible state, will you?

Sana: Leave it to me! Cut them up... line them up on the hot stone... There, that's good.

Sana: Here they go!

Sizzle..!

Azuma: Ooh. Your fire handling's a real sight to behold, as always.

Sana: Ehehe.

Shisei: Oh. I was under the impression that you had only recently been possessed by your beast... But you seems used to controlling fire.

Sana: It wasn't recently... It's been about 50 years since I came here...

Azuma: 50 years is a blink of an eye to Shisei. He's much older than any of us.

Azuma: He was possessed so long ago that he doesn't even remember it.

Shisei: The rest of you will end up the same way, I'm sure.

Shisei: When you ceased to be human... Why you're here... It'll all fade away.

Shisei: No matter how hard you try to remember... It's like the empty dream of a butterfly. Even if you have no need to remember...

Sana, Azuma, & Hokuto: ........

Hokuto: Hey, Shisei. Are you ever gonna leave this grotto?

Shisei: Leave..? This is all very sudden.

Hokuto: No, it's not. I've been asking that for ages.

Sana: Shisei-san, you've lived here in isolation for a long time, haven't you? Before we were even born... All alone...

Sana: Almost like you're punishing yourself...

Shisei: ...Punishing... That might be it...

Azuma: ...Does it have something to do with the fact that people used to call you an evil god?

Azuma: They used to treat you like a god, but you forgot an important promise... At least, that's what you told us.

Shisei: Oh. I'm surprised you remember. I don't even remember what the promise was now...

Hokuto: Hah. Evil gods, punishments. What a bunch of nonsense. Open your eyes already, Shisei!

Hokuto: I don't know what kind of promise you broke to be called evil. But what point is there in atoning for a sin you don't remember?

Hokuto: Secluding yourself in this grotto for centuries, millennia... You can't even catch fish here, let alone purify your soul.

Shisei: ...Fufu. You're so pleasant, Hokuto.

Hokuto: This isn't funny!

Shisei: But, you know... I think I probably wanted to keep that promise. Even if I don't remember...

Sana, Azuma, & Hokuto: ........

Sana: ...Shisei-san. Would it ease your mind if you remembered if what your sin was?

Sana: There seems to be a way for you to remember. If we use the power of Ungaikyo's kaleidoscope, you'll be able to see your crime..!

Shisei: Ungaikyo's..?

Hokuto: Hey... You weren't supposed to reveal that...

Sana: Ah..!

Azuma: Why'd you tell him that? We were supposed to get it for him in secret.

Sana: I-I'm sorry..! But...

Shisei: ...You were planning to do that..? But, Ungaikyo is...

Hokuto: We know. Ungaikyo keeps his distance from everyone, and nobody really knows what goes on in his head. He's a mysterious yokai.

Hokuto: We'll heed your warnings. Naturally, we won't do anything that would cause strife among the yokai, either.

Sana: Exactly, Shisei-san! You have nothing to worry about.

Shisei: ........

Shisei: I appreciate the sentiment... But there's no need for you to steal the kaleidoscope. It won't change anything...

Hokuto: Say what you will, we've already made our decision.

Shisei: Hokuto...

Sana: We can't just leave you in this state..! ...You're always so cold when you sleep in the cave that even though I know you're still alive, you look like you're...

Sana: ...Please! You may consider this a selfish demand, but just... Give the kaleidoscope a try.

Shisei: Sana... But...

Azuma: There's no harm in trying it.

Azuma: And if it works, you might even remember that promise of yours and whatnot.

Azuma: Might even be that you never committed any sin at all.

Sana: Exactly! I can't see someone as gentle as you committing a horrible sin.

Sana: Maybe... Maybe it was all just a misunderstanding..!

Shisei: .......

Shisei: ...Sigh... Very well...

Sana: Shisei-san! Does this mean..?

Shisei: ...Even if I tried to stop you, I doubt you'd listen. As long as you promise not to go overboard with this...

Sana: Of course!

Hokuto: Don't worry. I'll use a slight of hand so skillful that Ungaikyo won't even notice the kaleidoscope is gone.

Azuma: Don't you mean fraud?

Hokuto: Fraud is a perfectly valid technique, so long as you don't get caught.

Azuma: Good grief... You boast about being an intellectual from a teachers college, but your deeds are of an outlaw.

Hokuto: Hmph. Gambling requires more brain than anything else... ...Hey! The meat's burning!

Sana: ...Huh? Aagh! You're right..! I'm so sorry..!

Azuma: That much is nothing to worry about. It'll turn out fine with the right seasoning. Like this, salt and pepper...

Azuma: Just like Momma used to make!

Hokuto: ...You're pulling out one spice after another. What's up with that pouch?

Azuma: Never mind that, it's time to dig in! Come on, you need to eat while it's hot too, Shisei.

Sana: Let's eat, Shisei-san. Wait just a little longer for the kaleidoscope..!

Shisei: .......

Katanashu Station - Dining Hall

Momiji: Wild herb soba... More noodles...

Momiji: ....... Time to eat.

Slurp...

Momiji: ...It's quiet. Nobody's here except me and the shikigami, even though it's dinner time.

Momiji: Looks like they're not in the habit of social dining around here. That’s just perfect for someone like me. ...The yokai of Hikagemachi are a little too lively.

Momiji: Especially the ramen seller...

- - - -

Kyubi-no-Kitsune: Fufu. Don't be so sure. Maybe you've wandered in here at some point in the past?

- - - -

Momiji: ....... I wonder if that's actually the case...

Momiji: It's hard to believe... But not impossible... So many things here feel strangely familiar.

Momiji: Besides... Most would find it hard to believe that yokai exist, but... I had already accepted that as fact, deep down...

Momiji: If that's not just a coincidence... Then maybe it has something to do with what I lost as a child...

...Clatter!

Momiji: ...Crap. My chopsticks...

Momiji: .......

Momiji: I'm letting my guard down. Now's not the time to be distracted by nonsense.

Momiji: I must fulfill the duty I was given, for myself and my family.

Momiji: Even if being a katanashu is a pointless job...

- - - -

Momiji's Grandfather: ...Fuuka. Take that sword to use in your katanashu mission.

Momiji: This blade... It's been passed down from one head of the family to the other for generations... Why would you give me this..?

Momiji's Grandfather: It's the protector of our family. The katanashu are very unlikely to get into any danger, but it's still a world of nonhumans. You'll need protection.

Momiji's Grandfather: Listen, Fuuka. You have two years. Only two years of experience as a katanashu, until we can move you back to an administrative position in the capital.

Momiji: ...I've told you many times that that's not necessary. I'll fulfill my duties using my own skill.

Momiji: Until I stand at the top of this country.

Momiji's Grandfather: Hahaha. Fair and square... Like a real warrior, eh? You really are naive.

Momiji's Grandfather: A soldier has to know more than just how to swing a sword. Samurai honor codes are a relic of the past. Live wisely, or you're done for.

Momiji's Grandfather: Fuuka. You're the eldest son of the Tachibana family. That means your body is not yours to waste. Do you understand?

Momiji: Yes.

Momiji's Grandfather: Then you know what you must do. Don't worry. I'll continue to lay down the path you need to walk.

- - - -

Momiji: .......

Momiji: ...I'm not unhappy. I was born to an important family, born to live at the top.

Momiji: It's a duty I must put my life on the line for.

Momiji: Even if I still don't know what it is to live wisely...

Momiji: ....... Thank you for the meal.

To be continued...

#idolish7 #spirit kaleidoscope #translation #event story #other translations

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Hey, Idk if you know this but imma ask you anyway cause I think you’re cool. ANYWAY, how do other hero’s react when they find out Daredevil is blind? (You have any HC’s that go along with it?)

Hi, and thanks! I’m happy that running a comics blog is considered cool.

This doesn’t actually come up as much as you’d think, because this kind of revelation almost never starts with people discovering that Daredevil is blind. Matt is (mostly) good at pretending he can see while in costume, since that’s an illusion he feels the need to maintain. Instead, what usually happens is this: someone (a fellow hero or otherwise) will learn that Matt is Daredevil, they’ll assume he fakes the blindness, Matt will then explain about the hypersenses, and that will be that. Sometimes he’ll be asked to prove it, but not always.

[ID: Excerpt from Kesel’s Daredevil run. Matt and Foggy are standing together in an office. Foggy has his back to Matt (and the reader).]

Foggy: “Okay, Matt– you can stop pretending, now.”

Matt: “Foggy–?”

Foggy: “This whole ‘blind’ thing. I know you’re really Daredevil! Some ‘best friend’– lying to me all these years… playing me for a fool…”

Matt: “No, Foggy– you’re wrong! I thought you understood… I really am blind, from a childhood accident that heightened my remaining senses–”

Daredevil vol. 1 #353 by Karl Kesel, Cary Nord, and Christie Scheele

[ID: Daredevil and Karen Page are sitting together in a large, fancy, primarily green sitting room.]

Karen: “And, your brother ‘Mike’… the aerial explosion in which you ‘died’… even your ‘blindness’… they were all nothing but ingenious frauds!”

Matt: “Two out of three right, my darling! I never had a brother… and that explosion was trumped up to flush out a would-be blackmailer! But, I have been blind for years… perhaps in more ways than one!”

Karen: “Really blind? I don’t… understand…!”

Matt: “When you get down to brass tacks, Karen… neither do I! As Matt, I told you once about the childhood accident that blinded me! That story was true, but not the whole truth!”

[ID: A panel showing a montage of Daredevil doing cool acrobatic tricks against an orange background.]

Matt (off-panel): “For, in some mysterious way, the same mishap that robbed me of my sight… amazingly sharpened my remaining senses, to far beyond those of other men… enabling me to avoid disasters, and to perform athletic feats that few people even dream of! Taste… touch… smell… hearing… all my senses were heightened! Except perhaps for that secret ingredient called… common sense! Why else would I never have told you before… that I love you?”

Daredevil vol. 1 #58 by Roy Thomas and Gene Colan

[ID: Daredevil and Black Panther are swinging in tandem across the nighttime city.]

T’Challa: “DD… I know I promised no questions… but I have never comprehended how a blind attorney can battle crime with the best of them! –If you truly are blind, that is!”

Matt: “I am… but I’ve got some other super-senses that just won’t quit! Remind me to tell you about ‘em sometime!”

Daredevil vol. 1 #69 by Roy Thomas and Gene Colan

[ID: Daredevil and Spider-Man– who is in his black costume– are crouched on a rooftop, talking.]

Peter: “So… ‘Peter’, huh?”

Matt: “Yup. And in case you’re wondering, my handle is… Matt Murdock.”

Peter: “You’re kidding, right? I mean… Murdock’s blind… I mean… that is… uh, let’s go someplace and talk about this…”

[In the next panel they’re in Peter’s apartment, and in civvies. Matt is sitting on a chair, wearing a white shirt and blue pants. Peter is walking into the room, wearing a green shirt and blue pants.]

Matt: “Faintly acrid, but a nice apartment.”

Peter: “Boy, you really must be blind. And yeah, I had a fire recently. Let me understand– you could tell when you heard my heartbeat as Peter Parker and later as Spider-Man that we were the same guy? That’s some power. What do you call it?”

Matt: “Listening.”

Peter Parker, the Spectacular Spider-Man vol. 1 #110 by Peter David, Rich Buckler, and Bob Sharen

[ID: A panel of Luke Cage and Danny Rand– both in civvies– standing on a rooftop at night. They are looking up toward the viewer (at Daredevil, off-panel). Danny is holding up a newspaper.]

Luke: “You can put that down. He’s blind.”

Danny: “Oh, he really is blind. I thought he was pretending because of all the heat on him.”

Luke: “No, he’s really blind.”

Danny: “Oh.”

Daredevil vol. 2 #38 by Brian Michael Bendis, Manuel Gutierrez, and Matt Hollingsworth

These are just a few examples, but you get the idea. It’s very rare that someone figures out that Daredevil is blind without it being tied to a full-on secret identity reveal. The best example I can think of is this great moment from one of the Daredevil/Batman crossovers. Trust the World’s Greatest Detective to figure it out…

[ID: Daredevil and Batman are standing together on a rooftop at night.]

Bruce: “Let’s say you’re visually impaired. You favor your other modes of sensory input. A subtle inclination of your head when there’s a sound. An extremely slight flaring of your nostrils, probably indicating olfactory acuteness. You’re practiced– or possess sensory enhancements– making your powers of observation markedly proficient.”

Matt: “Thanks. Yours aren’t bad, either.”

Daredevil and Batman by D.G. Chichester, Scott McDaniel, and Gregory Wright

I love this because Matt’s blindness and powers would affect his body language, and I kind of wish that more characters– particularly those with combat expertise– would notice. As it stands, pretty much everyone who knows that Daredevil is blind also learns about his hypersenses immediately afterward, and since there’s always been a tendency for writers to allow Matt’s powers to get him out of situations that would generally require sight, his blindness doesn’t come up as much as I wish it would within the context of his actual hero work and team-ups. The little evidence available suggests that his fellow heroes are accommodating (we get little details, like the fact that the text on Matt’s Avengers ID card is written in braille) and they’re generally impressed by him, but they don’t make that big a deal of it. Sometimes they’ll forget he’s blind, but he is quick to remind them. In the wider context of the Marvel superhero community, a blind superhero isn’t that weird, no matter what Brainwashed Wolverine™ might claim:

[ID: Wolverine and Matt (in costume, but without his mask) are fighting in Matt’s apartment. Wolverine is slashing with his claws; Matt is trying to restrain him]

Logan: “Hands offa me, you blind freak!”

Matt: “This isn’t you that’s saying this. You have to fight it, Wolverine. You’ve just been reprogrammed.”

Logan (caption): “Listen to you, Murdock: talking like you’re some kinda super hero– Ever wonder why they didn’t ask you to join their fancy teams, big shot? Ever wonder why you always work alone? ‘Cuz you’re blind. Handicapped. Oughta hear the sick jokes they crack behind your back–”

Wolverine (2003) #24 by Mark Millar, John Romita, Jr., Paul Mounts

(This comes after a long rant about how Matt gets more dates than him. Brainwashed Wolverine™ was going through some stuff in this issue…)

One context in which Matt’s blindness does come up is in his interactions with other blind superheroes. In these cases, it usually serves as a source of bonding. Gerry Conway gives us this weird-yet-touching issue in which Matt encounters a blind hero from another dimension:

[ID: Daredevil is standing over a figure (Tagak), who is wearing a purple and orange skin-tight suit and a leopard-print mask that covers his whole head.]

Matt: “Now maybe I’ll get some answers! Like, number one… who you are… and number two… how you pretend to see– when you’re blind!”

Tagak: “How…?”

Matt: “Big clue: the way you hesitated just now… and let’s just say it takes one to know one!”

Tagak: “Then you…? It seems there is much to speak about, my friend!”

Daredevil vol. 1 #72 Gerry Conway and Gene Colan

Since Matt generally works so hard to hide his blindness while in costume, it’s notable that he shares this information with Tagak within minutes of meeting him– especially when he didn’t actually have to.

Here’s a more recent example, from after Matt has revealed his secret identity to the Inhuman superhero Reader:

[ID: A panel showing Reader sitting at a table, with Matt– in civvies and with his arm in a sling– standing next to the table.]

Reader: “Wait… are you really blind? Gotta admit, I kind of liked being on a team with another blind guy.”

Matt: “I’m really blind.”

Reader: “Then how…”

Matt: “You’ve got your tricks, Reader, I’ve got mine.”

Daredevil vol. 5 #609 by Charles Soule and Phil Noto

This example is a bit more complicated, since (spoiler alert) it’s all in Matt’s head, but 1. this conversation seems in-character for Reader anyway, and 2. the fact that Matt would want him to react this way is still significant.

And then there are the villains! One of my favorite examples of Matt’s blindness coming into play in his hero work is this great scene from Waid’s run, in which the Jester– having learned Matt’s secret identity but assuming that the blindness is just an act (as everyone does at first, see above)– sets a trap that is entirely vision-reliant…

[ID: Matt, in civvies, comes across a life-sized dummy of Foggy hanging from a noose. He perceives it in an unrecognizable form with his radar sense. This alternates with panels of the Jester, who is sitting in front of an array of computer screens and getting increasingly agitated.]

Matt (caption): “And what is this? A Jaycees haunted house? Who are you supposed to represent?”

Jester: “He’s staring right at it! Why– why isn’t he reacting?”

Matt (caption): “Real dead bodies have a distinct odor, Jester. This smells like foam rubber and latex. What were you trying to accomplish here? Fail.”

Jester: “React, damn you! That’s your best friend hanging from a noose! Anyone who’s ever seen Murdock in a fight knows the ‘blind lawyer’ gag is a put-on! Open your eyes!”

Daredevil vol. 3 #32 by Mark Waid, Chris Samnee, and Javier Rodriguez

I don’t really have headcanons as much as I have a wish to see more of this sort of thing in the source material itself (though I would love to hear other people’s headcanons, if they have some!). We’ve come a long way, in general, from the “Matt’s senses more than compensate for his blindness” attitude that plagued early (and some more recent, unfortunately) Daredevil comics, and Waid’s run in particular made great strides in this area, but I always feel like more can be done. I want Matt to hang out with more of the Marvel Universe’s other blind characters (there are a bunch of them!). I want his blindness to come up more often in his team-ups with sighted heroes. We’ve seen antagonists target his hypersenses, but I was surprised and a little disappointed that, back when his blindness was public knowledge, his rogues didn’t try to use that against him. On the other hand, we got awesome things like this during that period…

[ID: A panel showing Matt on the street, in civvies, signing an autograph for a blind kid with a service dog.]

Daredevil vol. 4 #11 by Mark Waid, Chris Samnee, and Matt Wilson

…which is another of the many reasons I’m sad it’s over, as Matt/Daredevil interacting more with the non-powered disabled community is another thing I want– including negotiating his identity as a superpowered disabled person.

There’s a tricky line that needs to be walked in handling this aspect of Matt’s character. In making his blindness too prominent, or too debilitating, there’s a risk of turning him into a caricature or making it seem like a burden rather than a simple fact of his existence. Matt is a complex character, and his sensory array is only one part of that complexity. But he is one of the most prominent blind characters in comics– if not media in general– and I still feel like there are a lot of stories surrounding this part of his identity that haven’t yet been told, in the context of both the civilian and superhero sides of his life.

#nightwing1536 #Daredevil #Matt Murdock #Asks #Sensory Shenanigans #Adventures in Continuity

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Absent Friends

WATCHMEN #2 OCTOBER 1986 BY ALAN MOORE, DAVE GIBBONS AND JOHN HIGGINS

SYNOPSIS (FROM DC DATABASE)

Laurie Juspeczyk visit, or had to the Nepenthe Gardens retirement home to see her mother, Sally, the original Silk Spectre. She only came because she been forced to visit, transported by Jon since she hadn't wanted to attend the funeral of Eddie Blake. Sally shows a large sense of sympathy for Blake.

During her conversation with Laurie, Sally remembers the night that the Minutemen were taking their group photo in 1940. The group discussed about the war in Europe, until the original Nite Owl stopped the discussion and they all headed down to the Owl's Nest, except for Sally who stays behind to change her clothes. The Comedian stepped into the room and interrupts her, attempting to sexually assault her to which Sally clawed his face. Blake brutally attacked her, intending to rape her, before Hooded Justice walked in. He viciously attacked Eddie, but lets him go when Eddie says to him "This is what you like, huh? This is what gets you hot...".

At Eddie's funeral, Adrian Veidt recalls the first meeting of the Crimebusters, held by Nelson Gardner, Captain Metropolis, in April, 1966. Nelson attempt to recreate another team of masked adventurers since the Minutemen's breakup in 1949. However, The Comedian deride Nelson's plan as "bullshit" and accuses Nelson of trying to seek personal glory as akin to "playin' cowboys and Indians." Nite Owl II (Dan Dreiberg) defends Nelson's Crimebusters idea by saying that he and Rorschach had made some success together fighting criminal gangs. Though Rorschach agrees with his partner, but he sees the group as more of a "publicity exercise" and too unyielding. Ozymandias speaks in that the group only need the right person coordinating them. The Comedian continues to mock the group's intentions, especially Veidt's, and arguing the Crimebusters would not make a difference in a world heading towards nuclear apocalypse. He then burns Metropolis' presentation board and leaves the room with nearly everyone following. Nelson, in vain, begs them not to leave, telling them that someone had to "save the world."

Doctor Manhattan recalls "V.V.N. Night" - the celebration of America's victory in the Vietnam War due to Manhattan's intervention - in Saigon with Blake and discussing his strange attitude toward life and war, how he sees it all as a joke, although admittedly not a "good joke." He mentions how anxious he is to leave the country. A Vietnamese woman approaches Blake and telling him that she is pregnant with his child. She also asserts that Blake has a responsibility to the child. Blake doesn't seem to care, saying how he will forget them and their entire country. The woman angrily breaks a glass bottle and slashes Blake's face. Blake impulsively shoots her, while Manhattan stands watching. Blake then lash out Manhattan for not intervening to save the woman and accuses him that he doesn't care about human life. He then walks away to look for someone to heal his face as he laments over Manhattan's loss of touch with humanity.

Dan Dreiberg recalls how he and The Comedian worked riot control during the 1970's Police Strike in New York. The streets are crowded with angry rioters, but The Comedian and Dreiberg (as the Nite Owl) clear the streets after The Comedian throws a gas bomb into the angry mob. Looking at the devastation, Dreiberg asks Blake, "What's happened to the American dream?" Blake replies while starting into the foggy streets filled with riot gas, "It came true. You're lookin' at it."

As the funeral ends, Dan drops The Comedian's smiley face badge into the grave. A man in a trench-coat leaves flowers on Blake's grave and walks to his apartment. The man is suddenly ambush by Rorschach, who leaps out of the man's refrigerator. Rorschach identifies him as Edgar Jacobi, a former villain known as Moloch the Mystic. He questions him about Eddie Blake, and Jacobi explains that he attended Blake's funeral out of compulsion because Blake broke into his home one night while he was in bed, babbling about how it's all a joke that he doesn't get it. Blake mentioned an island with writers, scientists and artists, and he says that he did bad things before leaving. Rorschach doesn't consider the retired villain as Blake's murderer. He then informs Jacobi that he found him using Laetril, a faked cancer cure medicine that is widely illegal. Jacobi defend himself that he is diagnosed with cancer and was desperate. Rorschach leaves Jacobi alone but will be seeing him again.

Rorschach goes to the cemetery at night to pay his respects to Eddie Blake. Finishing with his journal entry, he leaves the cemetery with a red rose.

UNDER THE HOOD

Chapter III Hollis Mason becomes deeply interested in the Hooded Justice's actions and decided upon himself to become a super-hero, known as the 'Nite-Owl'. The name was based on his habit to work out as much as possible. Although his first exploits were largely unspectacular, it has aroused a lot of media interests simply because at the time dressing up in a costume and protecting a neighborhood had becoming something of a fad.

Within several months since the appearance of the Hooded Justice, several other costumed vigilantes began to appear: Silhouette, Mothman, the Comedian, Captain Metropolis, Silk Spectre (Sally Jupiter), and Dollar Bill. Hollis reflect on each of their background and how people thought of them. Regardless of the heroes' reasons and their faults, Hollis believed them to be "doing something because [they] believed in it."

Chapter IV On the suggestion of Captain Metropolis, Sally Jupiter and her agent Laurence Schexnayder, the heroes band together to form the Minutemen in 1939. However, the Minutemen did not last long. The Comedian's attempted rape of Sally Jupiter resulted in his departure from the Minutemen and Sally's decision not to press charges against him, as persuaded by Schexnayder for the group's image. The Comedian soon changed his flimsy costume for leather armor following an unconnected stabbing incident, and became a war hero in the Pacific Theatre during World War Two. Hollis personally hoped that America have a better class of hero than the Comedian.

Problems for the Minutemen further deteriorated. In 1946, a newspaper exposed Silhouette's lesbian relationship with a woman and the group was forced to expel her on Schexnayder's persuasion. Six weeks later, Silhouette was murdered along with her lover by one of her former enemies. In the same year Dollar Bill was shot dead by bank robbers. In 1947, Sally quit crime-fighting and married Schexnayder, and gave birth to her daughter Laurie in 1949. By then the villains that the group fought were less interesting to fight. Their enemies were either imprisoned or moved to less glamorous activities. Among those is Moloch, who began as a stage magician at the age of seventeen and became an flamboyant criminal mastermind before moving into impersonal crimes such as drugs, financial fraud and vice clubs. Hollis concluded that the Minutemen was finished, but it didn't matter. The damage had already been done.

REVIEW

Just so you get a sample of the level of detail in this novel, Rorschach’s speech balloons are normal in the flashbacks and are weird in present day, as he wasn’t unhinged at that time.

This issue is very strong. When these things happened in the film adaptation, I actually saw couples leaving the theater (I think the movie may have had the wrong ad campaign and people thought this was a super-hero story).

There is a vast use of mirrors and reflective surfaces in this issue, following the theme of “reflections” and “flashbacks”.

The use of flashbacks is also justified to understand the ongoing mystery as to who may have killed the Comedian. Usually Flashbacks are hated because they stop the story, but in Watchmen... some characters live everything at the same time, making the term “Flashback” inaccurate. In any case, the Flashbacks are part of the murder mystery, and so is the supplementary material.

To be continued...

#dave gibbons #dc comics #john higgins #alan moore #watchmen #comics #review #1986 #modern age #vertigo comics #the comedian

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Jaemin x Reader~ GO (Gang AU)

Jaemin x Reader~ GO (Gang AU)- Chapter One

Warning: This series contains mentions of drugs, violence, underage drinking and crime.

Chapter 1: Following him into despair.

I included some prompts in this chapter :) For everyone that requested, i will include every prompt in this series!

The air was heavy with the smell of burnt flesh and smoke hug in a haze that partially obscured the full moon. This area of Seoul stood like skeletons, baren wastelands, stinking like semi stagnant pools of death. Your only comfort was the oppressive heat flickering against your skin reminding yourself that you were actually alive. A couple of young boys were beating up an old man across the street, and you felt as if you should’ve taken pity on the unfortunate wretches that lived in this part of town, but instead felt an unexplained loathing. As people shoved and pushed past you as you walked, you could see shop owner’s cruel, detestable, disturbing smiles in a permanent sinister snarl from outside of the window.

How did you even get here? You didn’t quite know, but you’d been following your boyfriend, Jaemin, for a while now. Apparently, after school every day, he’d go to a meeting with the ‘Dreamies’, who you didn’t have much of a clue about to be honest; you believed they were just his friends. How wrong you were.

You picked up the pace when you realised he had disappeared from your sight. ‘Shit’, you thought, pulling your jacket around you for a little more warmth and protection from the local’s stares. All of a sudden, you were certain someone was behind you, following you. Usually if you were in your part of town, this wouldn’t have been a problem, but you weren’t in your cute little neighbourhood anymore. You needed no other cue; you bolted out in a sprint, drinking in the polluted air as if each gulp could of been your last. Then came a shout, “What’s a pretty little girl doing out here by yourself?” Your legs almost felt detatched from your body as you ran, even before they could’ve been ripped, or shot to shreds. With a yell, you slipped mistakably and skid into a dumpster. The men trailing you eventually caught up, and loomed over you. The words “How cute.” slipped out of one’s mouth, making you disgusted and more than anything, afraid. You braced yourself for unevitable humiliation, before losing yourself to the paralysation of utter fear.

Moments away from having your clothes ripped off, the demonic bunch of men were heaved off of your weary body, and were tossed and flung like rag dolls, someone hitting them in the back of their heads with a bat. You lookec upwards to see the silhouette of what looked like a dandified prettyboy with a gun.

There was no mistaking it. His face was smooth and defined, and he had tousled brownish hair, thick and lustrous yet untamed, covered with a beanie. Mesmerising eyes with dark eyebrows, which sloped downwards in a serious expression. A careless smirk etched its way across his face as he spoke, “What are you doing here, (Y/N)? Did you follow me?” Somehow, even though he still adorned his usual innocent, soft smile, there was something dangerous and wary about him.

“Why’d you have to be here now?”

Badboy!Jaemin helped you up, steadying you on your feet and brushing down your clothes. You narrowed your eyes at his appearance, and was slightly taken aback when you realised there were six other boys, all around your age, crowding round the two of you. “How cute~ is she your girlfriend? What a waste~ I would’ve taken her!” One of them cooed over how cute you looked and knelt down to your level. “I’m Haechan, the decoy! But you can call me Hyuckie, Cutie!” ‘Decoy? What could that mean?’ You wondered, and Jaemin slapped a hand over his hyung’s mouth in protest. There was one guy you recognised, though- Mark Lee, an upperclassman at your college. He never really had much to say to you since you weren’t in the same year, but he always gave off this leader vibe, in a way. And here he was now, with who you assumed were the rest of the Dreamies. “Jaem, what’s going on? Why are you hanging out on such a vile street and...who are all these people?” You questioned, lingering by his side, relunctant to make yourself seen. “Come on, Jagiya, lets go.” He whispered into your ear, attempting to slyly grab your hand and pull you away from the dumpster and out of sight, but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.

“Give me one good reason why i shouldn’t slit your throat right now.”

Mark kept a firm grip on your boyfriend’s shoulder, not letting go yet unable to look him in the eye as he spoke in a low, dangerous tone. You could practically feel the tension in the air as Jaemin looked up at his elder, forcing each other to make eye contact. “Nana, didn’t i tell you the rules? Since when did i state that you were allowed to date anyone outside of SM?” He gulped nervously; he knew what punishment was about to take place. Mark shoved Jaemin up against the wall, partially choking him, and you screamed at the horrid sight. A boy with slightly younger features stepped forward and held your arms behind your back and mumured, “Don’t struggle, he’ll be fine. Mark will be done soon.”

“Hyung..i didn’t mean to get her involved-” was the only utterance Jaemin could manage to get out without choking on air. Seconds pass, his lungs refusing to take in enough oxygen. “You know the fucking rules, Nana!” Mark screamed, and let go of the boy harshly. You couldn’t formulate a thought , at least not one based in any language. One thing was for sure though- Dream was not just a friendship group. Mark launched a fist at Jaemin, who barely had time to dodge. The Dreamies knew that Mark could be terrifying when he felt the team was threatened at all. “Mark- hyung! Don’t you think you’re being a bit too harsh?” Another boy with slick black hair and a baby face spoke up. “Jeno, if i was being harsh, i would’ve set you on him.” He was right; Jeno was one of the strongest of the Dreamies and usually carried out any dirty work. He turned back to Jaemin, who was hunched over, too respectful to move against his leader. “Who is she?” He avoided Mark’s gaze, and tilted his head towards you. “I said WHO IS SHE?!” A hard slap made its way onto his face, and he spat out, “My girlfriend! You happy now? I broke the laws of NCT. I’m a failure, a fraud! Was that what you wanted to fucking hear, hyung? Huh?!” Jisung let you run from his embrace and you lunged for Jaemin. He sat silently, shivering, eyes cast straight ahead at his leader with menace.When your hand touched his face, he kept his gaze away, unwilling to risk rejection. With your fingers on his cheek, you turned his head so he could see that there was no judgement in your eyes, no disappointment in the ragged sight of his clothes, or disgust by the way he stenched of alcohol and cigarettes, only love, worry and concern.

“I have a secret. Should i tell you what i have to hide?” You nodded at your boyfriend, and with the other member’s reluctant nod of approval, he said,

“There’s a famous gang in Korea called NCT, where not all of the faces have been revealed to the public. Have you heard of them?” You nodded. “Well...this is that gang, and i’m a member of the organisation.”

You passed out.

(Thanks for reading :) )

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...let’s do this...

“Dan Slott’s decade-long tenure on writing Spider-Man recently came to an end, swapping the prolific writer out with former Captain America/Secret Empire scribe Nick Spencer. The first issue of his and artist Ryan Ottley’s much hyped run, Amazing Spider-Man #1, took Peter Parker back to the basics. The hero has lost Parker Industries, is under investigation for academic fraud, was fired from the Daily Bugle, and other New York heroes hate him because they think he’s buddy-buddy with Kingpin of Crime turned New York mayor, Wilson Fisk.”

First of all Peter lost Parker Industries during Slott’s run so i dunno why this ‘article’ is framing things as though that is a development from Spencer’s run.

Second of all heroes hate Spidey because Kingpin made it look as though they were friends, its not as though Spider-Man really was friend with Fisk as this article frames it.

“The issue ends with the two kissing and Peter declaring that this is “their story,” emphatically saying what the suspicions have been for some time: the new run of Amazing Spider-Man will begin to undue the events of the controversial “One More” and “Brand New Day” storylines that Slott became infamous for, which saw Mephisto destroy Peter and MJ’s marriage in exchange for bringing Aunt May back to life.”

*pinches bridge of nose* ohmygodohmygodohmygod.

Okay so...Dan Slott WASN’T RESPONSIBLE FOR OMD OR BND!

M**********r Wikipedia could have told you that! HOW?! HOW do you not know that Joe Quesada wrote OMD!

HOW do you not know this piece of comic book osmosis that everyone knows! My God!

Furthermore aunt May didn’t effing die in OMD. That was literally the point. They mad ethe deal to SAVE her from death. Not undo it!

I know people who’ve not even read the story and THEY know that!

Also Dan Slott became infamous but it had nada to do with OMD but other stuff.

Also also the story hasn’t shown or promised to undo anything yet but clickbait gotta clickbait.

Also, also, also UNDO ISN’T SPELT THAT WAY!

Holy fuck how do you write for the front page of the biggest comic book news site, get paid for it and not spell check shit?!

“And like those now infamous wedding issues for Batman and X-Men, the move to bring Peter and MJ back together doesn’t really work. There are couples who’ve gotten back together after a time apart, but the issue itself piles so much misfortune on Peter’s doorstep it feels like Peter should be looking into a therapist or anxiety medicine instead of making out with his ex.”

-Is what someone who’s never read Spider-Man would say.

Like Peter went though a lot of bad stuff in ASM volume 5 #1 but:

a) Asshole please, this is nowhere near the worst most stressful or therepy worthy shit Peter has lived through. Supporting his sickly recently widowed mother figure financially whilst going to school, getting bullied, having a crappy boss, dealing with an unreasonable girlfriend and ALSO fighting crime in a city that feared and hated him for no reason. THAT is anxiety and that is also known as the start of Spider-Man’s entire story you fucking hacks!

b) So when you’ve had an awful day and everything has fallen apart getting TLC from someone you deeply love and who deeply loves you...doesn’t make sense. Okay sure.

c) Justin Carter where the fuck did you learn how to read subtext? Shit, nevermind the subtext, where did you learn to read the text bro! The story spells it out for you. Peter’s life is bad, he keeps making the same mistakes again, he wants things to change to be better. So he steps up to the plate and puts the effort in to MAKE it better, specifically by chasing the thing he wants most, the thing he’s yearned for and literally dreamed about (as CLEARLY SHOWN on the first effing pages!). He reunited with the love of his life. For the fuck is that something that DOESN’T work!

d) Exempting the X-Men wedding the Batman wedding issue in my observation totally worked from a characterization pov even if it wasn’t the result fans wanted to deserved.

“Peter and MJ Are A coulee Again! And It's The Wrong Move...”

It isn’t the wrong move and I see no reason why anyone should take this article’s claims that is is seriously when it can’t even spell the word couple!

“Like all relationships, the ones between superheroes and their non-powered partners are full of drama. In the decade since their split, Peter and MJ had many relationships that provided what neither could offer the other at the time. MJ got to date men who were reliable and had the stability that Peter couldn’t entirely provide, and Peter was with those who were more accustomed to or in the line of superheroic work as he.”

Go fuck yourself CBR seriously.

Let’s start with Peter. What in the flying fuck is this shallow, Celebrity gossip rag, juvenile, simplistic, unlearned horseshit of a mentality towards superhero relationships over the last several years that has the absolute biggest hard on ever for the idea that heroes have to date heroes.

Especially Spider-Man.

Whenever the mere idea of Spider-Man dating another hero crops up that is literally the ONLY thing people talk about.

They have so much in common because they are both heroes.

Well shit...why doesn’t he date literally any of the women in the multiple Avengers teams he was a member of. No Carol Danvers doesn’t count, it was one date.

I’ll tell you why.

Because if any of these jackasses knew what the fuck they were talking about with Spider-Man’s character, both in terms of who he is as a person and the entire concept behind him, they’d know that civilian women are both his preference and more in line with the idea of him as a hero who could be you.

YOU in the real world do not date goddam superheroes. You date normal people. Therefore Spider-Man also dates normal people.

‘But what about Black Cat’, I hear you cry out.

Yeah Felicia let’s talk about her for a second shall we.

Felicia, the cat burglar costumed criminal. The one who tried to trick her boyfriend into a life of crime literally the issue after they hooked up.

Felicia, the woman who recoiled upon seeing Spider-Man’s real face.

Felicia the woman who lied and went behind Spider-Man’s back to get super powers that literally caused him cosmic bad luck even after they broke up.

Felicia, the woman who jeapodized Peter’s secret identity multiple times.

Felicia, the woman who literally got in bed with a mercenary (in every sense of the word) in order to frame Spider-Man for murder by seducing him.

Felicia the one and only girlfriend Peter had before he got married who was a fellow costumed person...and she was literally named after something that brings you bad luck.

It’s ALMOST like it was doomed to fail from the start.

It’s ALMOST like it was intended that way.

It’s ALMOST like it was a great big subtextual commentary about how Spider-Man is better off with normal non-costumed women.

Oh...but if only there was some kind of page or panel clearly spelling out the idea that Felicia the costumed person was wrong for Spider-Man but someone else, someone normal, someone rooted in the real world with all it’s relatable problems and activities, was right for him...

...if only...

And if only the comic book run most guilty of shipping Spider-Man with a costumed person post-OMD which was initiated by a hack writer had itself a page or panel spelling out that Spider-Man dating costumed people because they ‘get’ his lifestyle more doesn’t mean jack shit, showcasing even they recognize it to be a stupid shortsighted attitude to Spider shipping.

IF.ONLY!

Let’s move onto Mary Jane.

MJ dated exactly 2 men during the decade after OMD. Bobbi Carr and Pedro the fireman who was literally a poc fireman version of Peter.

Reliable and stable huh?

Tell me how exactly is the life of a rising A-list movie star ‘reliable’ or ‘stable’...even aside from the fact that he was a drug addict?

Tell me how exactly is the life of a firefighter whom would be rushing off whilst on duty and risking his life A LOT be stable for poor Mary Jane’s anxieties over his safety?

What? Reliable is steady job+regular hours?

That’s what Peter couldn’t provide so this reconciliation is bad?

...Didn’t Mary jane literally WORK for goddam Tony Stark, the globe/galaxy trotting superhero Avenger leader who went into a coma then disappeared?????????

And she took that job by effing choice? AFTER breaking up with Pedro the fireman?

How much ‘reliable stability’ does she really want or need?

Because assholes MJ dated and was married to Spider-Man for fucking years. And she liked it. Are we just IGNORING that?

Like assholes that wasn’t even the thing that they broke up over. MJ didn’t break up with Spider-Man in OMIT because he was unreliable and didn’t provide stability. She accepted that. She accepted that shit even in the nuclear levels OOC flashback sequences to their aborted wedding.

She broke up with him because it endangered her family. THAT was the rationale. THEN she got back with him in Superior. THEN she broke up with him at the end because she wanted normalcy but then she literally said pages later that she’ll never get it because she lived in NYC and because guys like the Goblin wouldn’t care if she was dating Peter or not. THEN she threw away normalcy by working for Iron Man FFS. THEN in Red Goblin she claimed she couldn’t be with him because I don’t even know, some bullshit about feeling guilty that she was keeping him away from being a hero.

So the stable reliability argument holds no goddam water to her pre or post OMD characterizations.

Basically the above paragraph boils down to:

“Peter and MJ getting back together is bad because they dated people who could offer them the stuff that neither could offer the other, even though there is nothing indicating either wanted that stuff in the first place.”

“Not all of these relationships were perfect, but they were signs of real change, something that isn’t typically allowed in big two superhero comics, or at least, not in any lasting, meaningful way.”

No they weren’t. They were signs of Marvel putting the characters on rotation because they axed the ACTUAL meaningful change that was the pair getting married and committing to a longterm permanent relationship that lasted 20 years.

Hence why literally none of these relationships had ANY lasting impact upon either character.

MJ was unchanged by Bobbi Carr dating her beyond it prompting her to return to NYC, i.e. return to her old status quo.

Peter was unchanged by Carlie Cooper, Liaeean Teaaen, Mockingbird and Silk. I mean my God this article bangs on about how Mockingbird was so important because she provided something Peter otherwise couldn’t get from MJ but the seires literally handwaves away their relationship. They don’t even get a major break up scene or issue. It’s just. “We broke up, brief flashback. That was it.”

“The last couple of times that Peter and MJ broke off their romantic relationship — after that one time Doc Ock jacked Peter’s body for over a year — it was because she didn’t want his, frankly, ridiculous life as a superhero to define hers.”

The article says the last couple of times they broke it off then lists one example because what is counting.

And as I said that was NOT the reason they broke up after superior. Hell they didn’t even really break up that time. Otto broke up with MJ in Superior ‘2, then she called him up to break up with him many issues later then she went to Peter when he got his body back to give a break up speech to someone she wasn’t even dating!

“More, she didn’t want to keep risking the danger the comes from being close to a superhero.”

And then she went to work for an even more famous superhero who didn’t even have a secret identity and who have much more powerful enemies many of whom would’ve targeted him even if they didn’t know he was Iron Man..before re-entering his friendship group in from Power Play onwards thus rendering her entire rationale for breaking away moot....not that it made any sense to begin with.

“If anything, his life has become even more crazy since their split, since his teacher is the Lizard and he’s a roommate with Boomerang.”

The Lizard was his teacher in the silver and bronze age too you goddam hacks and having a villain for a roommate is NOT crazier than your body being stolen by a villain for God’s sake.

“Both of those situations are going to end pretty badly, and that’s coming just before the “Spidergeddon” event that’ll bring together the Spider-heroes of the multiverse yet again in a fight for survival against evil vampires.”

I didn’t know CBR could see the future and also apparently knows that despite all current evidence to the contrary that Spencer would be doing a tie-into Spider-Geddon.

“Fans of Peter and Mary Jane as a couple aren’t exactly hard up for a comic about their exploits. The Amazing Spider-Man: Renew Your Vows series may be set in a new universe, but it’s been quietly operating as a book for the two to be happy together. Not only do they have a daughter in that universe by way of Annie Parker, the three of them are a crimefighting family where Annie is Spiderling, and MJ gained powers of her own and became Spinneret. ”

STFU CBR.

a) EVERYONE knew RYV had a limited shelf life

b) RYV is about Peter and MJ are a superhero family, which is a cool concept but also not what a lot, probably even most Spider-Marriage fans want to see. They want to see Spider-Man with a non-powered MJ in the main 616 universe because that is the original real versions of the characters and that dynamic is innate to the inherent concept of Spider-Man as a relatively realistic guy

c) RYV places a lot of focus upon Annie, probably more than on Peter or MJ, especially after the time skip

d) NOBODY who loved RYV was going to simply accept it as a suitable substitute for 616 Spider-Man and MJ not being together. Because as much as we love RYV Peter and MJ those are not THE characters. The specifics of each version of each character carry different emotional investments for the readers. And Marvel knows this hence why they didn’t permanently replace the 616 Spider-Man with Miles Morales, just the other Peter Parker Spider-Man who sold less and had been around for a mere 10 years. It is also the reason why Spider Marriage fans didn’t just say “Oh well at least I still have Peter and MJ in USM and Spider-Girl’ after OMD

“Even if Renew ends and is considered no longer needed, it’s provided the most logical endgame with the best outcome one could think of. Doing that all over again in the 616 universe comes across as redundant and the only thing it really does is reduce the amount of Spider books on the market.”

This one is a real headscratcher.

RYV is not the logical endgame because MJ with powers is not the logical conclusion. Merely ONE conclusion.

FFS RYV isn’t even the same as Spider-Girl despite the premises being similar.

You can take the same broad ideas and do them suitably differently.

Like I dunno exploring the inner dynamics and ups and downs of a couple who do not have a kid?

Focussing mostly upon that as opposed to the kid and all three of them working out how to fight crime together.

Not to mention from this point to even get to RYV (even pre-time skip RYV) would take effing years. Peter and MJ just got back together but it’s a write off because we’ve already seen Peter and MJ with an 8 year old kid so fuck following the trajectory that might get us there?

What kind of nonsense is that?

CBR nonsense, that’s what.

Just like the ‘it will reduce the amount of books on the market’.

Well fuck dude we used to have FOUR Spider-Man books every goddam month about literally the same version of Spider-Man. then 10 years later we had 1 book about Marvel Adventures Spidey, 1 about a high school Spidey, 1 about Mary Jane, then 3 about an adult married Spider-Man.

I THINK we can be okay with a Spider-Man who’s dating or married to a normal woman and another one where he is married to a super powered version of that woman and they are raising their teenage super powered daughter FFS.

And even if we do unfortunately lose Renew Your Vows the argument of ‘we’d be losing a Spider book’ doesn’t even hold up THAT much because...WE ALREADY HAVE TOO MANY SPIDER BOOKS!

Amazing Spider-Man TWICE a month.

Spectacular Spider-Man

Miles Morales

Spider-Gwen

Venom

Scarlet Spider

And soon to come

Spider-Geddon

Spider Force

Spider-Girls

Yet more bullshit I’m sure.

Like I don’t want to lose RYV but dear God we’ve already got TOO MANY Spider books as is.

“And it may have been better for them both to just stay friends, or at least not jump into getting together again so amazingly fast.”

10 years isn’t amazingly fast bro.

So to sum up this article is hot trash that utterly failed to justify it’s own stupid title.

Or maybe it just chronically misspelled it’s own title. Who effing knows. But burn it with fire either way.

#amazing spider-man #feature #Spider-Man #cbr #Comic Book Resources #mjwatsonedit #mary jane watson #Mary Jane Watson Parker #one more day #dan slott #nick spencer #Black Cat #Mockingbird #Bobbi Morse #Felicia Hardy #Superior Spider-Man #spider-man renew your vows #Amazing Spider-Man: Renew Your Vows

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inappropriatefangirlneeds · 7 years

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Gotham s4ep1 “Pax Penguina” Personal Review

“Outlaws have a code.“

Warning spoilers below

/// Gotham has two new things “crime license” and because of that after the ruby red TetchVirus a return of the muddy green “Fear Serum” ///

“You know you can't commit a crime in Gotham now without a license from Penguin, right?” RA'S AL GHUL ominously lurks while BRUCE WAYNE safes some people from getting robbed, they have a license. This license is ridiculous. /// I know, I know that´s basically how mobs work, but still. But at least he´s got “organ donor” checked, which is great, but I´m afraid the way things are his organs will be sold to the highest bidder? The umbrella stamp though. /// Omg VICTOR ZSASZ at the wedding. I love him. I love him so much. He´s charming, he´s a great shot , he´s still very much evil. He spreads the word about the new license system, scares MERTON'S gang away, accepts the thanks from the bride but also introduces the new robbers with licenses. Also you all just leave the poor groom alone, there is more important stuff than expensive rings.

“But now you want to, uh, literally, unionize crime.” So we get to know since the Tetch Virus Chaos OSWALD COBBLEPOT got violent crime to drop down to 57%. He wants more and has a little chat with the new MAYOR and police COMMISSIONER. Oswald hints having hunted down aka killed the criminals. “But this is Gotham City; there will always be crime. What I am offering is crime in the hands of professionals. And held to agreed-upon terms.” “From which you'll profit.” “God bless America.” The press does not concern Oswald but the GCPD has to be in with it, everyone with a license goes free.

“I'm a cop. I see a crime, I stop it.” JIM GORDON certainly isn´t in with the program. He arrests a robber with license. The GCDP looks at him unamused, like by now Jim should be used to that but he seems to get the notion that his actions are not approved. HARVEY BULLOCK gets lectured about the Penguin & Mayor & Commissioner deal. He already is on board. “Cobblepot worries about Detective Gordon. He has a history.” /// Look buddy, honey, pal, Harvey .. Oswald knows Jim better than you do. Also I can´t believe that Harvey and Jim didn´t already have talks and fights over this. Harvey just agreed to it?! Also how does everyone know about that just Jim doesn’t, is that the kind of thing that spreads through friendly gossip and talk with your coworkers?! /// Harvey & Jim have a late and short talk about the Situation: “And before you get on your high horse, three months ago, this city was in a tailspin. We survived because Penguin took control of the underworld.” “I am not giving the city over to Penguin.” .. “Jim, we will bust Penguin one day, I promise you. But this city has to get back on her feet. Please?” “Harvey, I get that. But every day the citizens of Gotham look to Penguin and not the GCPD to keep them safe, the harder it's gonna be to win them back.”

“You have to trust me.” BRUCE WAYNE´s reaction to the licenses is not good either. “There must be some way we can turn this against him.” Yet ALFRED PENNYWORTH reminds him that their mission is to prepare for RA'S AL GHUL “Oh, just-just stop. Stop right there. How does this fit in to what we're doing? What was the initial reason that you popped on that mask and you went out there?” Bruce feels responsible for the Virus situation despite not pressing the button. Alfred warns him that´s “mission creep” “You're trying to achieve not one but two objectives.” He needs a priority! But Bruce claims he can both prepare and make a difference for Gotham. Just trust me!

“We just want to give someone a little scare.” GRADY takes MERTON to Arkham. He used to be an orderly there and got to know JONATHAN CRANE. They want the “scare juice”. Warden Reed hands him over for some money and tells him that he is haunted by some boogeyman figure, which he finds useful to control him. They bring Jonathan back to his old place, he really shouldn´t be there after what´s happened he says. /// Indeed /// He states that he wasn´t present with all his father´s experiments. /// Yet it seems five minutes later he got everything figured out .. yay “science” /// They rob a bank with the Fear Serum. JIM GORDON & HARVEY BULLOCK have an odd conversation about if the police should investigate the crime, but hey they don´t have a licence. “And you're gonna find them before Zsasz just to prove that GCPD still matters? That's not thumbing your nose at Penguin?” Jim recognizes the symptoms and they start the investigation at Arkham. Warden Reed claims Jonathan is fragile, he can´t see anyone especially not the guys who killed his farther. He covers Merton and Grady but Jim and Harvey aren´t fooled. However police work isn´t quite sufficient so they threaten the Warden with Penguin and Zsasz. Which makes him listen. He didn´t know the fear toxin would be used against Penguin. Now he is scared. Harvey and Jim find Grady and Merton in their lair but get overpowered. And a little insight into Merton & Grady and how they see themselves “Outlaws have a code” They are better than criminals like the Penguin. They get away and we see Jonathan working for the gang, more serum is ready. He begs them to “please just get rid of it” , it being the scarecrow. But “We all have our fears to face.” they say and even lock him in the same room. /// Wow I´ve had a moment of sympathy for Merton and Grady, despite them just fighting for their profit, they got a point about Penguin and spared Jim and Harvey but there it´s gone again. How they treat Jonathan is just vile. /// Thanks to that vileness all sympathy is gone when they watch the news and get to know Penguin is after them. Much later the remains of the gang turn to JONATHAN CRANE again but he´s been crafty in the meantime. “Jonathan Crane isn't here anymore. Just the Scarecrow.” /// If you can´t fight what you fear, turn sides. ///

“Since Penguin´s been cracking down, life´s been good.” BRUCE WAYNE shows up at the GCDP to talk with JIM GORDON “Apparently, crime is legal now.” “And you're going along with that?” “Not really.” /// I´m not sure if that not really is enough for Bruce .. /// Bruce reasons that the number on the licenses must mean that there is a list. Not only listing criminals but also crime that hasn´t happened yet. Jim points out that the judges are on board and it would not help. “I see” /// A moment of grave importance /// “But you haven´t given up .. “ Bruce says but Jim has to admit the crime he is going after is one without license. Bruce suggests using the Penguin to get the gang. Jim says he would do it if he knew how, apparently a couple seconds later he knows. There is a whole operation going. Not every cop is happy about it a couple cops circling Jim in the locker room. /// Boy if this were fanfiction .. /// “What happens when he starts giving out licenses for murders? Huh? What then?” /// (**) Look, buddy, honey, pal, Jim, Jimmy, JIM GORDON listen he already basically does that. I´m sure hunting the criminals down did not mean putting them in cages, pet their heads and feed them. That is murder too! I know this is hard to stomach and understand for you Jim but the lives of criminals do matter too. I know you got this viewpoint that committing crime just makes you deserve everything bad that comes your way but .. it´s still murder. Makes me thing, maybe Jim is just pissy because he can´t just do things like that. Penguin basically is living his dream currently. . isn´t he? Which kind of puts the “Fire me.” “Hey, don't tempt me.” line in a spot light, with Harvey as his boss Jim already has a lot of liberties he wouldn´t have otherwise./// The cops don´t care. Penguin made life “good”.

“It was called the Pax Romana” There is press at the ICEBERG LOUNGE. No one talks about the club opening though. Poor Penguin. They ask about Barbara Kean, no one has seen her but OSWALD COBBELPOT says her whereabouts aren´t his business. They also want to know more about the licenses. Which makes Oswald point out the low crime rates. “You know, Augustus Caesar once presided over the longest period of peace and prosperity the world has ever known. It was called the Pax Romana. Perhaps one day, this will be known as the Pax Penguina.” He further claims EDWARD NYGMA had a very rare brain disease. They froze him to wait for the cure. /// Did they mean to latch a story for a loving but misguides man and his wife who deserved better onto those two /// Edward begged him to not hide him away. Alone Oswald is talking to Ice!Edward claiming he banished all his feelings. He isn´t slave to his emotions anymore and has risen! Ivy interrupts and Oswald is not happy about that. /// Os, how about you be nice to actual people not the iceblock .. ////

Before that JIM GORDON showed up challenging him infront of the press. He´s a fraud, the gang with the fear toxin doesn´t respect him. Oswald acts like he buys into it. It´s the Penguin that keeps Gotham safe.

All boils down to the opening party. Even BRUCE WAYNE and ALFRES PENNYWORTH show up. “We were just admiring your frozen mate. Is he still alive in there?” “I fear we may never know.” “Well, you'll know when you finally thaw him out. When they discover a cure for his disease.” Bruce also asks OSWALD about the license. “Everybody's talking about it, Alfred. I just want to know how it works.” /// Saaaaaame.. /// “Anything you say stays between us.” “First, let me ask you would be agreeable to the idea of licensed crime?” “If crime had been licensed and controlled three years ago, my parents would still be alive.” Oswald reveals he only gives the guidelines and Mr. PENN cares for the details. Now they know who has THE LIST!

The MERTON/GRADY Gang shows up. First Zsasz and Penguin should get the fear serum, then go crazy. Before they can do anything said targets show up behind them “Jim Gordon and his ham fisted manipulation.” Oswald pulls them up on stage and gives a speech. “For the past three months, I have given this city a tranquility it has never known. Now I would like to ensure that peace for the future. In the weeks to come, you will hear whispers about what's happening in the streets of Gotham. All you need to know is without me this is what you get. Men who want to bring fear back to our city, who promise a return to the old days. So tell your families, tell your friends, it is Oswald Cobblepot who keeps them safe, not the GCPD.” BRUCE WAYNE wants to stop Penguin from killing the men. Alfred won´t have it. “You can make a difference. There is a time for masks, and there is a time for Bruce Wayne.” So Bruce interrupts with words not violence. “I do the dirty work no one else will” Penguin say but Bruce keeps insisting to have him turn them over to the police.

IVY PEPPER pulls the leaver, lights go out. She resents Oswald. /// He isn´t nice enough, doesn´t give her spotlight ?! pls show tell me something about her motivations /// Chaos. Penguin gets the fear serum, sees scary Edward /// Is this meant to resemble an underwater aesthetic ? Suggesting that those two almost being dead and drowning moments were traumatic enough to latch onto this fear scenario ?? ///

Jim Gordon manages to handcuff Merton and makes a point in declaring: “You're under arrest, by order of the Gotham City Police Department.” “Penguin or chicken” say the papers because scared Oswald hugs and clings to Jim. Jim doesn´t care about that he just wants to find Jonathan “I wouldn't expect too much help from these parts, though.” “There's good cops out there. They just need reminding.” /// That´s the nicest thing Jim ever said about them .. “

HoodieBRUCE shows up for the list and just takes it from PENN, then proceeds to prevent crime. At least he tries.

“Don't turn your back on a guy unless you're sure he's down. Otherwise, not bad.” SELINA KYLE gets attacked, she wins. TABITHA trains her, they will get pizza. ZSASZ shows up and throws shade on their living conditions. Wasn´t she rich? Only until his boss stole her club. Zsasz points out a couple other things “call it even” he suggests. “Now, he could just kill you, but he figures it's time to let bygones be bygones.” /// look, really, I´m just not even gonna try to think about why, assuming Penguin indeed just could kill Tabitha, he wouldn´t do it, okay I´m lying, I´m still very much thinking about it, I understand why Theo Galavan would be his prime goal but I don´t understand why he isn´t resenting Tabitha more, like the only explanation I can think of it that he buys into “I was just following orders” rhetoric .. but .. /// Zsasz offers them an invitation to the Iceberg Lounge opening. “Kiss the ring, get the licence” /// One would think that´s better than kissing Barbara Kean´s shoes /// Tabitha wants to run but Selina came to here to move up, they are barely making it so far. Working for Penguin could change that. Tabitha says “I´m not working for him, now pack” /// I was really worried for a moment that this is just gonna be one of Tabitha´s defining character traits, she could make it on her own she could be boss, like she has the skills but she keep latching herself to other people Theo, Butch (arg) Babs, now Selina and Penguin .. but no she doesn´t phew.. for now./// Later Selina shows up at the Iceberg Lounge alone. Zsasz is not amused but Tabitha is just right there. /// I hope with a hidden agenda. It´s sweet how relieves Selina is though, they really must have bonded off screen /// She was worried about her she states. Zsasz want´s to search them for weapons “Sure, if you want to lose a hand” /// NO! You don´t make that joke without an extension, like anything maybe a .. and I certainly can´t recommend that /// SELINA KYLE is on top of the roof, with heels. /// WHY? Is the camera acting like we should slightly be worried she would fall ?!! /// BRUCE WAYNE shows up, like she knew he would, like he knew she would and stuff and things. Bruce wants to apologize, and appreciates her kind gesture. He´s sorry but not happy about her choice of a mentor. She doesn’t care. Alfred interrupts.

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AVE PENGUIN * “We ain't kicking half our take to that little creep.” Wedding robber guy says about OSWALD. Good to see he still does have that reputation. So I ask you Gotham, why, why for the love of god do you keep skipping over the parts showing how he rose up high despite of that resistance. It´s the whole story all over again, Odgen Barker/Morton being a tiny hint of issues he had and has to face yet they just keep ditching the interesting part and just *plop* put the Penguin on the Throne. * Also, look I like that they established Penguin as the competent one, and the mayor as well as the commissioner to be aware that they aren´t (but to be fair Oswald can operate outside of the law so that´s a huge advantage) but could they just for once show how he actually managed to do that? Just let Freeze, Firefly and F(V)ictor run through the streets just murdering everyone doing crime, or recruit them for the licence program? That´s just all a lot of effort that still needs to be organized well and could just go wrong. I wanna see that. * “I have affidavits from his doctor, if you would like to see them.” I wonder if he really has them or if it´s part of the lie. It reminds me a bit of when he was claiming Aubrey James was illiterate, which was well documented. I kind of keep admiring his talent and audacity to just keep uttering such obvious lies.

ARKHAM ASYLUM * Hearing the Arkham Warden Reed utter a dutiful mechanic “We mustn't call them "loonies.” while he exploits his patients and worse while this show gives us another oh look at those mad, crazy, funny, dangerous, pathetic people collage, like we are stuck in Victorian times and is just one inch short of selling us a stick to poke them with feels surreal. * Also that there is a Venn diagram that has an overlap between the “orderlies working with patients” circle and the “criminals” circle is further troubling. If just it were only fiction.

RANDOM NICE THINGS * Zsasz & Food: No one shares food with Zsasz, he didn´t get the muffins, even after complimenting the cook and saying they smell good, Selina closes the box when he asks about the pizza. He keeps raiding the fridges of victims .. and Jim. Please never change him. * Zsasz and Alfred keeping each other at gunpoint. And exchanging a smile afterwards * “He's dead, remember? Not that that matters much in this town anymore.” * “Exclusive, but welcoming. Urbane and edgy.” * “Probably not a bad thing.” “How's that?” “Guys get to let off steam, resentments don't fester.” “Next time, you can get punched in the face.” “This beautiful mug? No one would dare.” * “What about the alarm?” “Forget it. We got a license, remember?”

CODES and MISSIONS There are a lot of parallels again this week and self image / identity stuff. With BRUCE WAYNE it is directly addressed that one needs to be aware of his mission and priorities. There even is talk with Alfred about the best method to reach them. Currently Bruce wants to have it all. They put him in contrast to SELINA who has extent her “Number1” credo to wanting more. She thinks she´ll reach that with siding with Tabitha and Penguin. Bruce only pretends to take that side to gather information to topple Penguin. Not once does Bruce think about if Penguins approach might be helpful. Neither does JIM GORDON who again stands both mirroring and opposing BRUCE this week. Both share the knowledge that Penguin is not the saviour he claims but while Jim pushes against him when confronted with the GCPD/Harvey/Politics his rhetoric changes when he talks to Bruce. He tells him everything that speaks against going after Penguin at this stage. He talks about the judges who are in with the licences. Something a Season1 Jim probably would not just have said without adding something amongst the lines of we ( I ) have to change that. Despite discrepancies Bruce and Jim´s mission is still the same one. On the other side there is most cops and politics. Who see that crime rates are a historic low, and they as well got a point. That they are completely undermining law and law enforcement, of course is not less true. Surprisingly we got another group who is opposing Oswald´s ambitions. Criminals, pardon I mean Outlaws. MERTON/GRADY claim they are not like Oswald. “I'm an outlaw! Outlaws have a code. Criminals, they'll take everything. They'll take a man's livelihood.” Of course one could claim they only oppose him that they can keep in crime business but apparently it´s also partly personal for them. And they show a vastly different self image. It kind of reminds of JIM GORDON´s knack of splitting people into criminalsTM and not criminals, no matter their actions. It´s hard for Jim to recognize the good a criminal like Oswald does or face his own criminal(ish) actions. Merton and Grady can´t pretend that they don´t commit crime, or claim they do it “to safe Gotham” but they can separate themselves from another “brand” of criminal. I really wonder if Jim listened to them talking, and if what his thoughts were about that. Another telling detail connected to that in the ongoing JIM&BRUCE parallel is how Jim Gordon does not even bat an eye at the frozen Edward. (Of course Edward tried to kill him so that kind of is a bad example.) Both Bruce and Jim entered the club with a different mission but only one was taken aback that there is a frozen person in the room, probably a murdered frozen person. It´s as Oswald said “You have a good heart.” It´s a beautiful little nod to the much mentioned Bruce even cares about the criminals lives thing, which stands in contrast to how Jim Gordon acts (**)

Link FearSerum Edward is not only in water but might be methaper for Oswald fearing himself for being ready to throw his self preservation over board

Link on the danger of the LicenceSystem Link MoreLicenseSystem and about Jim

#gotham meta #mine Gotham full episode reviews #jim gordon #gotham #king of gotham #Gaius Julius Caesar #gotham s4ep1 Pax Penguina #license

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thorns-and--thistles · 7 years

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Golden Tongue (Bias x Reader) Pt.6

You didn’t intend on going into the warehouse, but you wanted to know what kind of person B/N was. After all, he’s dragged you everywhere. And a warehouse was suspicious in itself.

You creep against the wall and walk through the entrance. It was dark, so you suspected no one would notice you at all.

You watch from the crates and shadows, even having your phone on silent since technology was always an inconvenience for eavesdroppers.

Moving closer to hear them better, you see one of the men pull a gun out, holding it at B/N’s head. Your breath is caught in your throat, but instead of them panicking, B/N speaks and the men obey him. They even end up fighting each other.

You don’t know what to make of the situation but when you sense that they’re coming your way, you dash for the exit. You don’t know if you should go into your car and leave or just stand there naturally, but you hide behind your vehicle when the men get into their car. You watch them speed off, B/N coming out, his feet dragging in the dirt.

Fear grips you. Did you just witness a drug deal? You don’t know this man and you’re in the middle of nowhere with him. You’re going to die.

“I won’t say anything I swear,” whatever he did to those men, will he do the same thing to you?

Instead of attacking you, he falls against the wall, looking pale in the moonlight. You stand there unsure of what to do. Do you help him or drive off like those men?

But then his friend runs out with the briefcases, frightening you, and once he sees B/N on the ground, he drops them and rushes to help him.

“You!” he points at you and you jump, “Get these into the car and help me,”

You freeze for only two seconds before springing into action. You shove the briefcases into the backseat, B/N getting thrown into the back as well. He’s out cold.

His friend tells you to drive to his apartment and you do as he says. You’re no longer frightened. You actually don’t know what to feel.

“Did he get shot?” you finally ask. Blood would be hard to get out of your seats.

“No,” the man replies, “I’m Jesse, by the way,”

You also introduce yourself, finding it to be an odd time for introductions. You’re not sure if you should shake his hand since you’re driving but you look in his direction as a greeting. He and B/N could pass as brothers, only that Jesse was handsomer than B/N...not that that mattered right now.

“Head to his place,”

“But shouldn’t he go to the hospital?”

“I know what I’m saying. His place,”

You don’t question him again. Once you arrive at his apartment, you expect to drop them off and be on your way but that’s not the case.

“Get the briefcases and follow me,” Jesse orders and again you follow. He finds a wheelchair for B/N since he’s still unconscious. It’s late so only the staff looks at you three oddly.

Jesse knows the passcode to his place, and you enter the home, the room dark. He rolls B/N in, flicks on the light and you help him place him on the white sofa.

Jesse doesn’t have to tell you not to snoop around either because you’re glued to your seat.

“I just wanna go home,” you whisper. Your hands are pressed between your thighs. You look at B/N, Jesse disappearing in the large apartment. He’s not that pale as before, but his forehead has droplets of sweat forming. A bruise is also starting to show color on his lip and jaw from the hit he got.

You look for the kitchen, unsure why you’re even concerned. You open his fridge finding ice, wrapping it in a few layers of napkins.

On the sofa happens to be a cat that seems to have blended in. It’s curled against B/N’s side and it has only one eye. When did it get here?

You’re hesitant to help B/N but you’ve come this far already, “Don’t scratch me,” you tell the cat as you wipe the sweat from his face and apply the ice to his cheek.

Standing in that position was uncomfortable but the cat gave you no room to sit at a better angle, so you kneel down. Being so close to B/N, you take in the way his eyebrows are knitting together as if he’s in a bad dream. His teeth are mildly grinding, his hands clenching and unclenching. You almost want to wake him.

You apply the ice lightly over his swollen lip as well, admitting he did have a nice face, despite it’s recent battering.

Staying in that position, the night plays over in your mind. He told those men to stop and they did, without question. Right then you remember the question he asked you in the car.

“Can you control minds?”

You look at him, at his restless face. Can you? Can you control minds? Can you read mine?

The thought feels absurd to the point of making you want to laugh. Is the rush of the evening getting to your head? Controlling minds made no sense.

You keep kneeling until the ice starts to melt before getting up. That’s when you see Jesse sitting in a chair by the wall. How long has he been there watching you?

“Um...” you stagger, your knees sore. He raises an eyebrow.

“Don’t mind me. I think he’d prefer waking up and seeing your face than mine,” Is he making a joke? He seems relaxed considering the state of his friend. Did he happen to see you run away too?

“Is he gonna be okay?”

“He just needs to sleep it off,”

“Oh... Well I’m gonna go now,” you tell him.

He nods, getting to his feet to see you out. Walking ahead, you notice how graceful he moves. His movement matching his tall, lean frame. He holds the door open for you, “Thank you for helping me,” he looks at B/N, “and him,”

“Don’t mention it,” Your hand is numb from the ice but when he shakes your hand you notice his warmth. What a beautiful face. You’re sure you’re gawking. What a beautiful man, “Really, don’t mention it,”

He smiles a normal smile but it’s so alluring, you sigh and smile back. And then your eyes go wide.

“Goodnight,” You’ve never left someone’s presence so quickly.

Thirty minutes later, B/N wakes up with a dry mouth and a splitting headache with Jesse lounging in his chair watching TV.

B/N groans and Jesse, without turning away from the TV, says, “Look who’s awake,”

“What happened?”

“Well, you tried to be Jean Grey from X-Men and passed out,”

Slowly the events of the night begin to come back to him, “Y/N, I think she saw me,”

“Well of course she saw you,”

“No,” B/N struggles to sit up, “As in, I think she saw what I was doing,”

Jesse finally turns to him, “Well, she didn’t mention it,”

“Where’d she go?”

“Home, I guess,”

He touches his neck, his pillow damp, “Why is my hair wet?”

“She was holding the ice for your bruises,”

“You brought her in here?!” he sits up quickly and immediately falls against the pillow, his head pounding.

Jesse gives him an obvious look, wondering why he’s surprised, “I couldn’t bring you in here by myself. Plus, she practically took care of you...although I wasn’t supposed to mention that,”

“Huh?” he’s not grasping the words he’s hearing right now.

“She said not to mention it,” he puckers his lips.

“Why?”

Jesse gives a blank stare, “I can’t read minds. Anyways...I wouldn’t be worried,”

“You trust her?”

Jesse looks up in thought, “Well, she doesn’t give me a weird vibe,”

B/N grunts, “What do you know,”

B/N doesn’t feel comfort that she saw him and tries to stabilize his anxiety at being found out.

“About tonight though...I’m sorry. I had no idea,” Jesse says.

“You know it’s not your fault,”

“You think it worked on all of them?”

“I don’t know,” He hopes it does.

B/N knows by the look on his face that Jesse wants to speak, “You have something to say?” Anytime he needed something from Jesse he had to ask him, not demand him. Even if he didn’t intend to command. That was the rule of their friendship and Jesse made it clear he didn’t want his mind tampered with. He was also his only friend and he needed some blunt honesty in his life.

“Remember when I said to stop dealing?” Jesse says and B/N sighs, “Why don’t you reconsider it?”

“We’ve come so far. We have a reputation now,”

“Who are you? Heisenberg?”

B/N gives a weak laugh, “You’re name’s Jesse after all,”

But he’s serious, “We literally con people. This isn’t even real drugs. And what reputation? No one knows who we are,” B/N doesn’t want to hear this right now and Jesse senses something, looking at him closely, “Or...is that something you want to change? Do you actually want to start selling drugs?”

“I’ve considered it,”

“No.” Jesse expresses where he stands, “We’re not dealers. We’re playing a dangerous game, especially if we get the attention of the wrong people and then what? They open the bag seeing bags of sugar? They will kill us,”

“I cover our tracks. No one remembers us once a deal is finalized,”

“We had five guys against us today and you couldn’t even handle that,” B/N knows Jesse is talking sense but he’s seconds away from snapping. He doesn’t need his partner in crime doubting him.

“Jesse-”

“We could start that realtor company you faked. We could make it real this time. You can still get sales by doing what you do, but we’d be safe. Probably go to jail for fraud, but we’d be alive.”

He didn’t want to admit this audibly, but doing this excited him. He liked being on the brink of danger. With his power, he actually felt like a mutant in the comics.

“Please,” Jesse’s eyes are pleading and B/N is almost moved, “I’ve been with you since the beginning and I will be with you until whenever it ends, but...” B/N holds his breath, hoping he won’t say what he thinks he’ll say, “I don’t want to do this anymore,”

He doesn’t know what comes over him but he feels angry. Angry that he won’t follow him the rest of the way like they always did together. What makes this time any different? Why was he being so fearful and...selfish?

B/N gets up, looking Jesse in the eyes.

“Then don’t.”

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