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chuuyrr · 1 year

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to have loved and lost

bungo stray dogs x scarlet witch! reader

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╰➤ CW(s): hurt/comfort. possible spoilers for bsd. reference to wanda maximoff in mcu's age of ultron.

╰➤ SYNOPSIS: in which you, the scarlet witch of the detective agency, are hurting, and dazai osamu shares your grief so you don't have to bear it all alone. full-request here.

╰➤ PAIRING(s): dazai osamu

dazai osamu was no stranger to grief, having dealt with it since he was young.

in fact, he grieved every day, from whenever he saw a familiar curry restaurant to seeing children smiling and happily playing in the streets of yokohama, though it wasn't as obvious as it was because he's so used to it, dazai's able to mask it so well with a smile and his antics that one wouldn't even think he was going through such a thing.

everyone grieves at some point in their lives, dazai knows that, but he didn't expect you to be one of them.

[surname] [name], a distinguished member of the armed detective agency who joined the organization not long before nakajima atsushi.

dazai personally doesn't know much about you; in fact, he believes that none of them do, other than the fact that you joined in courtesy of president fukuzawa with a background that you're an ability user from a faraway city with a rather strange and exceptional gift known as chaos magic.

his colleagues frequently praise you for being so kind and almost like a parental figure to the younger members, especially atsushi, kyouka, kenji, and the tanizaki siblings. those kids looked up to you a lot and sought your advice all the time, even though you were about the same age as dazai and kunikida and fukuzawa and ranpo were the oldest members.

you were always smiling, always putting others before you and very dedicated to your job which makes kunikida personally think you're the ideal member of the agency, even if you were quite terrifying when you had to fight using your chaos magic.

but today was different.

your [color] eyes were cold, and you didn't have a genuine smile on your face. from the moment you walked into the office in the morning, it appeared forced, cracked, and almost broken. your fingers were twitching subconsciously as you sat down at your desk to go over your work for the day.

not only that, but you haven't been responding to dazai's flirtatious or silly remarks as you usually do.

everyone noticed the sudden change in your demeanor, but you dismissed it as insignificant, even though it was becoming increasingly obvious, at least to dazai and possibly ranpo.

everyone may also think it's insignificant, but if anyone in the agency is capable of seeing through such a mask, it's dazai.

he could tell by your eyes and expression alone.

you excused yourself today in the middle of the day to go to cafe uzumaki, which was just downstairs, but dazai immediately perks up and insists on accompanying you, "i'll come with you, belladonna!~" he said happily.

"it's fine, dazai. you don't have to.. i want to go get some coffee alone," you said dismissively, waving your hand with your tone being kind and soft-spoken.

"don’t worry, i'll treat you with anything; think of it as a coffee date between you and me, my dearly beloved [nam—" his brown eyes widened when your tone of voice became harsher.

"i said you don't have to, dazai!"

at the resounding sound of your scream, red wisps dispelled from your body as you clenched your fists and brought them down across the air. immediately, your red psionics seized dazai and took hold of his collar and lifted him from the floor that he immediately halted from talking. your chaos magic had automatically protected you with it perceiving him as a threat.

everyone in the office was taken aback by your sudden outburst that everyone stood up, alerted by the immense presence of red psionic energy in the air.

"[n-name]?" dazai gasped for air, his eyes widening in surprise as your red psionics was beginning to asphyxiate his neck–your ability working against his no longer human ability.

realizing what you did, you looked at your hands in horror. you immediately dispersed the red psionics holding dazai in the air by the collar in a frantic, the red glow in your eyes fading as well, and placed him down. "no! stop, i'm sorry!"

everyone appeared to be conflicted about the situation. yes, it was unintentional, but you were so dangerous. emotional too. it was also something they had never seen before. you were always calm and collected, not until now.

"[name], are you okay?" kunikida asked, slowly lifting a hand towards you. you can see the uncertainty in his eyes, the glint in his eyes. you hated that look you were getting from them.

atsushi and kunikida approached you cautiously as dazai stroked his neck and adjusted his collar, while the others looked at you with a conflicted expression. that hurt.

the way their eyes were filled with fear—in fear of you.

"don't take another step!" you cried out, raising both of your hands in the air, before your voice trailed off and hushed into a softer tone as you placed both of your hands to your chest, "i-i'm sorry. i just need some fresh air.. yes, that's right.. not coffee.."

"wait, [name]!" cried dazai, but it was already too late, you had already pushed the door open using your red psionics and fled.

you didn't dare to look back as you ran away, subconsciously activating your chaos magic, which increased your speed and allowed you to move in a fast forward like a video being put on sixteen times its speed.

you had no idea where you were going, but you just needed to be alone, especially after that and what had happened today.

you found yourself running into yokohama's cemetery, which was filled with graves yet a sea of beautiful greenery. even though it appears to be overwhelming you, your subconscious seems to know where you should be as you have clearly not moved on.

dazai was quick to run after you despite kunikida’s protests of just letting you be. a part of him just couldn’t leave you alone, not after that little outburst of yours earlier.

he remembers it clearly, seeing the sadness and loneliness within those red glowing eyes of yours, as well as hearing how strained your voice was.

he was quick to find where you ran off given his natural ability to predict and deduce with such precision strategically. dazai’s eyes then widened to find you sitting against a familiar gravestone underneath a tree.

he knew that gravestone all too well.

how in the world did you find yourself over there? did you know who was buried there? or maybe, was it just a coincidence somehow?

dazai shook his thoughts off and walked towards you slowly, not wanting to spook you out. he stared down at you for a brief moment as you hugged your legs to your knees with your face buried in your arms.

"belladonna?" dazai’s voice was soft and hushed as he slowly knelt down to your height.

"leave me alone, dazai. i don’t want to hurt you like that again." you said, your voice somewhat muffled as you refused to lift your head from your arms to look at him.

dazai stared and blinked at you for a minute, before stifling a soft chuckle as he shifted into a comfortable position and sat down next to you instead of just kneeling.

he placed a hand on the back of your head and proceeded to pat your hair gently when you didn’t flinch or scoot away from his touch, "you can never hurt me, love. besides, i know you didn’t mean it."

you continued to stay silent, and eventually so did dazai. the two of you just sat there by the gravestone beneath the trees with the wind’s breeze running through you and him as the leaves of the trees rustled.

dazai just continued to pat your head until eventually his fingers began running through your hair. after some time, you finally lifted your head from your arms, but you simply stared at your shoes and avoided eye-contact with him.

"i had a twin." you began, which made dazai let out a rather surprised and baffled hum, taking note of the emphasis “had”. but even so, he simply remained quiet and nodded his head to signal you to continue talking.

you spoke as you gripped your arms, continuing to hug your legs to your knees, "a twin brother to be exact. he was an ability user too. his ability lets him run fast in the blink of an eye. fitting for his tenacious, playful, and loud behavior if you ask me," dazai smiles softly when your lips twitch into a small smile.

but then, there goes that frown on your face again, quickly replacing the smile on your features, "but despite his superhuman speed, he still wasn’t able to run fast enough. he got caught in the crossfire while saving people back at our home together with me."

dazai took note of how your lips were trembling now and how your fingers were now twitching again in the same manner earlier back at the detective agency.

you closed your eyes shut, fighting back tears as you recalled the events of the past, of you and your twin brother exchanging banters, of being there for each other and fighting together until the very end, and finally the bittersweet ending wherein half of your soul got ripped from you.

"till this day, i can still remember it clearly. the feeling of my other half dying that all i could do that day was scream and cry my soul out as i saw nothing but red—just burning red," your voice strained once more as you shook your head, "or, i guess i should say today."

before tears filled the brim of your eyes and rolled down your face, your eyes widened as you felt a hand grab yours.

you turned to face dazai with a teary-eyed gaze as he intertwined his hand with yours with his other arm wrapping around you to pull you to him, putting the two of you in a much comfortable sitting position.

you bit your tongue, trying to hold back a cry, but he hushed you and pushed your head against his chest with him now enveloping you in his warm embrace and rubbing your arm.

"shhh~ shh~" hushed dazai, "it’s okay. let it all out, my love. i'm right here."

you broke down into tears at the sincerity and comfort that dazai was providing and cried your heart out. he tucked your head under his chin as he reached for your face, gently wiping your tears away, hushing you once more as he rocked you back and forth.

it made his heart clench painfully to see you in such a state, but he knows you have to grieve and let those emotions out.

"[name]?" dazai asked after a while, gently calling you and stroking your cheek as your tears trickled into soft and quiet sniffles.

you lifted your head towards up, looking up at him with a teary-eyed gaze. dazai smiles ever so softly down at you, "there you are."

"i-i'm sorry.." you hiccuped, shaking your head as you looked down to avoid his gaze, "i didn't mean for you to see me like this."

"nonsense, it's okay. you don't have to hide from me, [name]," dazai said comfortingly, hushing you gently, now holding both sides of your face in his warm and much larger hands to make you look at him again while still caressing your cheek, "okay?"

you nodded your head, swallowing the lump that got caught in your throat when you cried.

dazai then brushed your hair behind your ear while his other hand continued to cup your face, "grief is such a complex thing, no?"

you batted your wet eyelids at him as you watched dazai's lips move and talk.

"there are losses that rearrange the world and change the way you see everything, even when everyone else thinks nothing has changed," dazai continued as his eyes softened and he stared at the gravestone you two were at, "but, what is grief if not love persevering?"

dazai shook his head, softly chuckling before he pulled you in close to his embrace, gently placing your head on his shoulder, and you closed your eyes, saying nothing.

perhaps your arrival at this location wasn't purely coincidental. you initially thought it was just a peaceful location where you could separate yourself for a bit, having no idea who the lone gravestone was, but you already knew the answer thanks to your mind-reading ability and sensitivity to energies.

this could have been caused by your probability hex. perhaps it could have been a supernatural force too, such as your dead twin brother or whoever dazai was referring to earlier, but you like to believe it was fate.

you returned his embrace with one of yours, your free hand gliding across his back, a smile gracing your lips as you closed your eyes, breathing in the air softly, your heart and mind at ease in dazai's arms.

"a gentle reminder that it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all."

we grieve because we once loved, and that love is a reminder that will remain with us.

[ author's notes ! finally had the time and brain cell to write something after being busy because of our thesis defense and mock interview. sadly, i might continue to be inconsistent in terms of writing and posts as i still have one more defense at school, and final exams are coming up in like a week. hahahahaha so yeah, it is so not slay at all ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)⁭ ⁭..

ALSO, i hope ya'll enjoyed the reference to vision's words to wanda, as well as megan divine's quote on grief. i find it fitting for dazai osamu, and honestly speaking i didn't know what kind of flow of writing i was going for exactly because i haven't written in such a long while, so hopefully it's okay ! that's all, thank you for reading until the very end hahaha ]

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system-of-a-feather · 4 months

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You know, I'm largely saying this because its a perspective that would have been super foreign to us in the past, but I honestly like to try to be someone who gives the best faith to people when I get the chance and I honestly think, at large, we have enough people in the world with high expectations and assumptions of people to just know everything or figure things out themselves that it's just not productive to those that haven't had it so easily put out for them.

I like to think that most people are dumb (affectionate), stupid (affectionate), and just honest to god confused and just need some help understanding things. And while I agree "you should do your own research and educate yourself", I like to think a lot of people do try that but due to a combination of difficulty understanding the topic and the amount of impersonal, complex language, and missinformation on topics, "educate yourself" is often easier said than done.

And I might go out on a branch and a bit of a stretch to state this, but I do think if you hammer away and expect everyone to "do your own research and educate yourself" or really oversimplify the effort of "learning things yourself" you kind of are largely putting up barriers to understanding to those with learning disabilities and unique and specialized learning needs. And if there are those barriers to understanding and denial of help without stigma, you kind of force people that struggle to learn things to be automatically labeled a "bad person" or a "bigotted person"

But a lot of people don't have resources to learn. A lot of people haven't been educated on a good and reliable way to learn. A lot of people struggle with reading. A lot of people struggle with more standard ways of "learning". A lot of people have trouble understanding social contexts that make it harder for them to navigate the social contexts of what people are saying and ulterior motives. A lot of people have little to no experience with topics related to what they are trying to learn and thus struggle to even fathom it. A lot of these social justice topics are actually very complex and confusing topics WITHOUT any unique challenges / difficulties accessing and understanding topics like these.

And it's why I very much love the "explain it to me like I'm three" statement; cause honestly, its okay to not know or understand things and I think its important to open up interest with the awareness that someone has tried and understands there is probably something they are missing, but can't connect it.

Maybe this is comes from the fact both of my parents that were actively abusive and harmful were both very "stupid" and thus very very harmful to me growing up, but in adulthood, when given the resources and time, it became very very very apparent that at no point did they ever have any moment of malice; they just never had the resources to understand or do better. Maybe it comes from working with neurodivergent kids that need things made more clear and explained to them in a unique way that is meant to help them in specific understand

Of course, this post isn't to say that people HAVE to educate others or that having these difficulties excuses harm done. It's never the victims fault that they were hurt, they never did and never do owe it to anyone to "educate them" to prevent getting hurt.

It's more so just to add some perspective, insight, and nuance to a lot of the social justice topics and a lot of the concept of "educate yourself" cause I think its important to have a lot more of a clear understanding of that in practice to actually help move everyone forward as a group

((And this is not meant to be just about neurodivergence; this is also about class, race, immigrant status, language barriers, environments, trauma and abuse histories, etc; this is a heavily intersectional post and is valid to apply to almost everyone. Learning foreign things is hard especially for certain people in certain situations. If you think it is only about one of these groups, you are missing the point; if enough people are missing the point I might follow this up when I have time))

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sofasoap · 1 year

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Thistle and Thorn

Pairing: Kind of Simon "Ghost " Riley x f!Reader ( OC aka Mini MacTavish ) + Johnny " Soap " MacTavish + Captain John Price

Summary : Everyone's worst nightmare comes true. Something you don't even want to think about. EVER.

Warning: ANGST. PURE ANGST. Mature theme , death , swearing. English isn't my first language so expect a lot of mistakes with tenses. Not beta'd.

A/N : seriously, I don't know WHY the hell I am doing this to myself.

Thanks to @saltofmercury for agreeing to my silly fic request and also kindly letting me using her ideas/fic and expand the story from there. I promise her I'll always credit her story because she is my muse * holding Saltofmercury up high lion king style Continuation/parallel universe of “The Favorite MacTavish” , where the reader/OC is Soap's little sister.

“masterlist” for more stories to this Mini MacTavish expanded verse. ( AKA the true happy endings )

You knew something wasn't right when Johnny didn't come home for Christmas as promised, what is even weirder was there was zero update from Gaz ( who you actually became good gossiping buddy during downtime), or Captain Price, even Ghost.

"I am sure Johnny and the team just stuck somewhere with the heavy snow, the weather been dreadful this winter. They will be home soon. " Ma comforted you as you voice your worry.

You came home a week earlier, excited as you finally get to see Johnny again after half a year and scoring victory in " who gets Christmas off " battle when your shift manager was organising everyone's holiday leaves.

Sure, for his line of work, it is hard to expect them to see their family often or even come home on time. But this time you just have this dreaded feeling you haven't felt for ages, like the time before Aunty Esme and Uncle Evan's fatal car crash. You have a strange sixth sense which is pretty much dead on ( excuse the pun ) everytime there's a death in the family.

Sitting by your bedroom window on second floor, you saw a Jeep pulling up towards your parent's front door. Immediately got up, grabbing a hoodie and making your way downstairs thinking its Johnny finally coming home and ready to greet him.

Walking through the hallway towards the staircase, you heard a man's voice, follow by your Ma's anguish cry, you ran downstairs as fast as you can. There you see Captain Price, with bandage peeking through his bonnie hat and he look like he has aged ten years. Your Da holding onto your Ma, comforting her with red brim eye, trying to hold it together at same time.

".. What is going on? Uncle Price? where is the rest of the team? where is Johnny?... Where is Ghost? " You started calling Price " Uncle " when rest of the squad jokes about how Price is like the uncle of the squad and the rest of them are like rowdy teenage kids.

Price just shook his head, beckoning you move closer to the front door. he hold his hand out, and you automatically reach forward , palms up.

Two dog tags. TWO. You swallow hard. Hands shaking.

" I am sorry Mini... Gaz and I barely made it out ourselves...we couldn't.. " he took a deep breath, word stuck in his throat. Reaching into his pocket instead, taking out a little Polaroid photo, a little laminated paper with dried thistle and put it on top of the dog tags in your palm.

It's a photo of you and a very begrudge looking Ghost, looking away from the camera. Both of you look like you been off your head. This was the photo that was taken after you met Ghost for the first time and narrowly lost to him after the drinking game.

The thistle, you made it into dry flower, laminated it onto piece of paper and gave it to Johnny when he came home years ago, announcing proudly he was selected to join the 22nd Regiment, elite force specialising in counter-terrorism.

" Good luck charm for you Johnny."

" A thistle?"

" Ya, well, other than it represent us Scot, you know what the meaning of thistle is? resilience, strength, determination, protection and pride. I want my favourite sibling to come home in one piece everytime. "

" I am your ONLY sibling. "

"And I love you too."

You knew this day will eventually come. The day Cousin Alec dragged Johnny into joining the army , you knew somehow you will lose them on the battlefield. Part of you wish they will come home in one piece, every time, after mission, and discharge honourably and move onto some safer or non-combating jobs.

You barely heard what Price said, " ... Ghost always have this photo with him all the time in his pocket. He look at it quite often, but he wouldn't admit it. " You hadn't had the chance to tell him how you feel. Now you will never have the chance again. EVER.

" hey Soap "

" ... yes Ghost? "

"Two gold fishes in a tank. "

"... you told me that joke before. "

"... Soap. "

" Ghost. "

"... I am taking Mini out on a date next time we go home."

" .... Are you asking for my permission?"

" I am telling you. I am not asking for permission."

"Ghost."

" Soap."

"Don't fuck around with my sister."

".. I wouldn't hurt her. I will never hurt her."

I am sorry.

Usually I am a happy ending person.. look, you can read this as a AU and "non canonical ( pff sounds like I own CoD, but I DON'T ) ending to the Mini MacTavish universe, because I don't want them to have bad ending. I just want to get this out from my head.

#simon ghost riley #johnny soap mactavish #simon riley x oc #simon riley x reader #cod mw2 #cod #captain john price #why am i torturing myself #i nearly cried writing this #simon riley x you #simon riley imagine #simon riley x y/n

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weebsinstash · 1 year

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Ughhhh ok but I started thinking about, what if you took some of these werewolf pack bond/mate bond/family bond mechanics from all these audiobook stories I've been binging and apply it to like normal people, and of course yanderes but like, specifically to ABO stuff and it's making me SO unhealthy 😩❤️

-obviously yandere mate x darling who doesn't want them is a must, and add the mate bond into that mix. You think an obsessed stalker is bad? Now imagine the sheer possessiveness and intensifying of that obsession because you ARE literally 'made for each other'. Like honestly, having someone who can basically sense your general direction and overall mood at any given time, who is naturally attracted to you and your personal scent, who is supposed to be your destined soulmate? Have fun trying to get away! It isn't going to happen but good luck trying!

-platonic yandere forming literal familial bonds with you. You get scooped up and start getting taken care of, and after you've been all pampered and spoiled and cuddled a while, slept in their home, eating their food, wearing clothing provided by them, suddenly your scent starts intermingling with those of your "new family". Whatever typically-Alpha parental figure is projecting their delusion on you just calls you their pup fully unironically, them and your 'siblings' eventually being able to sense your emotions when they're near you and being viciously protective as if you're blood

-you start presenting as Omega and your "family" just starts enthusiastically "protecting your chastity". No sex! No partners! You are clearly A Sweet Innocent Smol Fragile Little Bean and obviously anyone who so much as smiles at you is CLEARLY a predator rapist threat that has to be dealt with immediately and often violently. God forbid if you so much as hug someone and some of their scent transfers onto you because suddenly they're getting jumped in an alley being full on interrogated on 'what their intentions are'

-some people just like, actively ignoring that your mate is clearly insane and even side-eyeing YOU because "ugh that's your mate and they're even an Alpha, of course they're going to be a little possessive of you 🙄 bruh them wanting to be physically touching you all the time and not even liking when doctors touch you is NORMAL 😤"

-imagine you're just minding your own goddamn business and some twink walks up to you, "oh my gosh, my fated mate, and you're an Omega, we're gonna have lots of babies together ❤️ " and they like. Literally have a 404 Error Message when you're instantly "actually I don't even want kids and I don't like that you just waltzed up to me automatically expecting it when we don't know each other. Red flag + L + ratio + I reject you + you've got small dick energy anyways"

I just think the whole "your scent/aura changes with your moods and if someone knows you really well they can basically always know how you're feeling" concept can have such deliciously creepy applications 🥰

#sigh i kind of have a platonic yandere wip thats gradually growing larger. that platonic batfam superfam x reader art ruined me 😩❤️#actually living in my head rent free #yandere stuff #sinprompts

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zonedelicious · 2 months

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Defending Ben 10 Alien Force Season 3 With My Life!

(An analysis of Ben's character and why I find it consistent up to this point)

This essay thingy is part one of a bigger project where I rewatch all of Ben 10 and look back on the series. A sort of retrospective.

Originally I wanted to watch all the shows, and then write one big post. But I decided to do it in parts to make it easier. And since the final season of alien force is largely hated, I thought I should focus on it specifically (since I have very different opinions than everyone on this).

Now when starting I did expect to see Ben's character be inconsistent, going from classic, to alien force, to season 3 of alien force. That is the popular opinion online and the one I had as a kid. Ben goes from childish kid, to mature teen, to an even more childish kid.

So I'm sure a lot of people are going to be shocked when I say that not only do I completely disagree with this perspective, I found Ben's character strangely consistent through both shows and I think he only becomes more nuanced and interesting by the end.

First I think most people who say Ben is either childish, or mature, or a psychopath, don't really know what these words mean, or don't even understand how Ben's character traits work.

(the psycho thing we'll get to in the next post since we haven't gotten to ultimate alien yet)

Does being mature mean you can't be petty or selfish sometimes? Does having negative traits automatically make you a child? This is the kind of flaw in ben 10 discussion I have noticed with this rewatch, we associate bad traits with regression and good traits with development. But that is very shallow way to look at fiction. Characters can have more than one trait, they can even have conflicting traits. And character development can also include negative development.

I think Ben's maturity is something that's greatly overstated, because his personality in Alien Force is a trait he has shown in the classic series many times. And by boiling him down to childish and mature Ben, it takes away a lot of the nuance he has as a character.

So enough about that, let's go back to the beginning.

Ben 10 (the original show)

The start of the series shows us that Ben is a kid who just wants to sit back and enjoy life, but hates bullies and wants to help others. And also he really loves his grandpa (this is a clue that will help us later).

Throughout the first season Ben struggles with being a hero. He struggles to differentiate helping people selflessly, and helping people because he gets a kick out of it. For a 10 year old his behavior is very realistic. Of course he wants to be seen as a big shot and be validated for his actions.

It isn't until Max is hospitalized that Ben finally realises the dangers of the world he's in. That's when we see Ben drop the hero act and turn into a scared kid. We see him at his most vulnerable. The first look at the real Ben.

Ben and Max fight a lot in the original show, but despite that Max is probably the most important person in Ben's life. Even more than his parents. And I think it's largely because Ben wishes he can be more free like his grandpa. Living in an rv and going wherever you want. So losing Max for 10 year old Ben is the worst thing that can happen to him. He not only looks up to grandpa Max, he idolises him and wants to follow in his footsteps. Which becomes more obvious once Ben finds out about the Plumbers. And now season 2 is about Ben becoming an even bigger hero.

The first season definitely has the most consistent narrative of the classic series. I think Ben doesn't really learn much until the movie. He does learn to be closer with his family, but there's no real challenge for him like the first season. People will say this is the show recycling his character arc, which I sort of get, but it's not the same to me. Ben isn't being challenged on the same level, he's just going through episodic cartoon plots. A lot of it isn't serious so Ben isn't really being serious. To him he's the cool alien with a badass grandfather and can solve any problem. It's all a fun adventure to him.

Even when he meets his future self the message is that Ben being a kid and having fun is what makes him Ben. It's future Ben who has to learn to have fun and be a kid again. A clever twist on the time travel trope.

Despite that Ben is shown to be more responsible with the hero stuff. He tries to help others not just by literally saving their lives, but also talking to them, or standing up to villains. Kevin being the best example. Ben tries to befriend him many times, but will also risk his own life to stop Kevin from hurting Gwen. Which at the moment Ben didn't even have the Omnitrix at the end of season 2. We see that despite being a kid he's also gotten braver.

Another note, Gwen and Ben have a pretty good relationship from the start. While they do fight it's never anything serious, they're just being kids and fooling around. The kind of childish arguments you forget in an hour. Yet they're very close and love goofing around together. You can tell that they care for each other despite the petty banter.

Of course once we get to the secret of the Omnitrix (the true ending of the first show imo) Ben's character is finally given its conclusion for the classic series. Here Max's role is swapped with Tetrax, Ben looks up to Tetrax in a similar way, and while Tetrax is friendly, he's also the guy who really knows how to get Ben to reflect on his actions. Once Ben thinks he has lost Gwen he is back to the scared vulnerable kid. We see all his aggression, how he blames himself, how all that weight is really hard for him to process at such a young age.

What's even better about this is how the movie starts with Ben causing trouble for Gwen and they get in a fight. But Gwen still sneaks into Tetrax's ship to help Ben. So losing Gwen is not only him losing his cousin. Ben's losing someone he felt responsible for. He's failing Gwen, himself, and grandpa Max all at the same time.

Of course Gwen is alive but it doesn't change that Ben has finally opened up about his insecurities and we finally get a full look into his inner self. Which brings us to...

Alien Force, the show that made Ben mature (or did it?)

Now remember everything I said about his character? Now think about the plot of alien force. Ben realises his grandfather is missing, there's an alien conspiracy that his grandfather entrusted him to solve, and even an old foe is there he needs to ally with.

Ben is essentially forced to take up the role of grandpa Max in the story. And for a 15 year old that's a lot of pressure to take.

I'd say Ben's character shift for Alien Force is not only organic, it's the natural follow up to his character arc in the classic show. As someone who's always seeking validation now finally being put in a position where he has to be the person he always looked up to. Sure the stakes were high in classic, but Max (and Tetrax) was always there to help and give Ben motivation.

There's an aura of tension early on as Ben still doesn't even trust Kevin. He doesn't understand the new Omnitrix or the new aliens. He has to watch max die and still keep his cool. Because he was trusted this role and can't let Max down.

I don't think Ben matured, he was forced into a role of being the mature adult at 15.

Even Ben's parents are mad at him for doing all this. As they should because Ben is still a kid. He shouldn't be risking his life. He should literally be at the club. The first thing he does before he puts on the Omnitrix again is talk to Gwen. Because he needs her help. And Kevin. Later from other plumber kids too. He isn't doing it all by himself, and he understands that he can't do it alone to an extent. But despite that there's still that urge to be the leader. The one who has to be in charge all the time. He wants to prove himself after all.

Ben's ability to befriend others, is ultimately his strongest trait in the first 2 seasons. It's what ends up saving the universe after all. Something that wasn't all that present in the original show, but can be seen through characters like Kevin, who Ben tried to help many times. And now he's his best ally.

A lot of this is very subtle, and some of it might even be my own interpretation of the story. I don't know if the writers intended all this nuance I'm describing. It is only interesting to look back and analyse it.

The mystery and the slow lumin threat of the highbreed is a good plot for Ben's arc of taking up responsibility. It's something he can't directly solve as easily as in the classic show. Where in the classic show any problem he faced was over in 1 or 2 episodes. All mystery was behind the scenes with him not being aware.

But now it's different. The mystery comes crashing into him. He literally got a football medal the same day he found out his grandfather has went missing because of a secret alien invasion that's been going on for a long time. Again the pressure he's put under comes at him suddenly and he has to adjust to it all in the moment. He's 15 years old.

And despite all odds Ben comes through and stops the invasion, saving the entire galaxy. With the help of all the people he befriended of course. Ben finally proved himself to his grandfather and to the entire universe that he is worthy of being a hero. In the classic series he showed he was a hero, but was still a kid who had learning to do. But now he proved he can stand on his own as a man at age 15.

So naturally Ben took a break.

The part where I shamelessly defend season 3 with my life

The shift for season 3 is off (especially when the first episode starts with an argument we have no context for) and I understand some of this was a mandate, yet I love it. It's a strange shift at first until you start to think what is actually going on in Ben's head.

He finally did what he always wanted to achieve. Become a great hero like his grandfather. The galaxy loves him. And all that validation is more than enough to tell him to relax for now.

Ben had to take a break after all the pressure that was placed on him. He needed a break. He needed to be a teenager again who watches cartoons and has fun. It's important for his mental health after all.

Of course this is a cartoon and he isn't real. But this analysis isn't about that, it's about trying to understand what kind of person Ben is.

Still i do not see how Ben is stupid or childish in these episodes. Relaxed and silly yeah, but in a teenager way, not a 10 year old Ben way. With the gold poop episode for instance I went in expecting to hate it, but now I love it. It's a decent mystery, and Ben's chill attitude makes sense for the situation. It's a celebration and Ben loves to party. Of course he'd be silly with the little aliens.

What I have noticed however is despite Ben being relaxed he's still pretty clever and mature throughout season 3. His quick thinking is actually a major part of this season. With it being directly referenced and even being how he saves the day at the end of the season. I did not expect the show to directly point out Ben's most useful trait and then focus on it durring what's basically his downfall arc.

To reference a few times Ben does this in this season:

In the vreedle episode, Julie emergency calls Ben and Ben shows up seconds later. He didn't wait to think, he arrived as fast as possible once finding out she's in danger.

In the episode where Ben is trapped in the null void without the Omnitrix, we see him actually surviving and doing smart things like covering himself in mud so he won't get spotted.

In the plumber kids episode, Ben is playing the role of the villain mastermind and he has to quickly adapt to the situation and train these kids while not breaking character.

In Charmcaster's debut episode, Ben calls out Kevin for not trusting Gwen. Ben being the mature one in this situation.

We see Ben hasn't changed at all from previous seasons. Season 3 having some of his best moments even. What has changed is the context and circumstances of his actions. He's trying to stay cool and simple because he wants to live his childhood stress free, even if the universe keeps calling him back over and over again, he wants to stay a kid. And that's interesting. We haven't seen that in ben yet. In the classic show he was trying to be a big hero. But now he's tired of all that weight on his shoulders.

Unfortunately the universe keeps calling for his return. The moment Ben tries to relax Vilgax is back. He has taken over 10 planets. And has killed the galactic enforcers trio (they are 100% dead he literally killed 3 side characters just like that). And Ben of course does the reasonable thing and tries to hack the Omnitrix yet again. With horrible results.

People try to use this as an example of Ben being dumb but you gotta realise he's panicking and not thinking straight, and the result is him causing a mess for himself and Kevin. The show is aware Ben is in the wrong here and his actions have consequences. The rest of the season will spend its time exploring Ben's actions and how his quick thinking is both his strongest weapon, as well as his biggest flaw.

Anyway the fight with Vilgax is brilliant and really shows how much Ben had grown. With the return of Diamondhead being both nostalgic and a great way to show his growth. As well as giving Ben another victory that increases his huge ego.

But I must also mention the visuals being beautiful themselves. Season 3 of Alien Force has a subtle upgrade in visuals that I never see mentioned. Everything is more colorful, backgrounds more interesting, the animation more smooth, and the storyboarding is simply wonderful. Don't know why people never talk about this. I guess it will ruin the narrative this is the worst season ever made because of like 4 boring episodes. But I digress.

Still apparently people hate this fight too and claim this scene RUINED Vilgax. How? The only argument I see is he got defeated too easily which.. Have you watched the classic show? Vilgax gets defeated in one single episode by a 10 year old. Vilgax is actually stronger in Alien Force if anything. I don't get how this ruined him at all.

Don't get me wrong. I also prefer his original design and personality. I think this was a poor choice to change him so drastically when the point was bringing back an old foe. But that doesn't mean he's weak. He's clearly stronger. He does a good job fighting Ben. And has even killed 3 characters that you'd expect wouldn't die considering they showed up in a ben 10k episode.

(remember when I said I will be fighting for my life here? I wasn't kidding)

The rest of Season 3 is very episodic ,which is an interesting shift from the previous 2 seasons since they didn't have to make it like this. They had more episodes this time too and cartoon network wasn't against plot or lore. So I'd say this was more of a creative choice than a mandate. Ben's more relaxed so we go back to less world ending threats. Which is good imo because the best standalone episodes are in this season.

Notably Gwen and Kevin get a good focus here (even Julie who should have been the 4th member). With Gwen's best episode so far is in this season. We get more character development for the other 3 protags. And it's very much needed.

Gwen I think didn't get much in the first 2 seasons. She did feel a bit of a downgrade from her classic self. Now however her rivalry with Charmcaster is back, she has her magic, and she has one of the best episodes in the season. The time travel episode is beautiful both visually and naratively, not to mention it's basically writen like a Doctor Who episode, and you gotta love that. But what I love more is how we see Gwen making a huge mistake. Gwen so far hasn't been writen with flaws, unlike Ben and Kevin she isn't given as much depth. So to have an episode that gives Gwen time to make a mistake and fix it, while showing all the effort she'd go through to help Kevin. It was very much needed. Her character deserves more moments like this.

Julie's relationship with Ben is given a bit of drama but in a way where they do communicate and aren't in anyway toxic. I hear this is when their relationship fell off but I don't see it. Their arguments are something Gwen and Kevin often have too and are only there to strengthen their bond. Julie definitely needs to be characterized outside being Ben's girlfriend though, but she's never in a position where she's just Ben's girlfriend. If anything her friendship with Gwen is given more spotlight. Her last appearance for the season being her hanging out with Gwen. Julie definitely deserved to be more than just a side character.

On the other end Kevin gets a huge upgrade with his story line being imo significantly better than what they originally had planned. Originally the story was going to have Kevin turn evil and I am grateful they saved that story line for a later season while this one builds up to it more organically. Here we see how desperate and insecure Kevin is. He even goes back to his more evil self at times. But never too much. His badness is due to his circumstances. He wants to turn back to human. He gets angry. He doesn't trust Gwen. He teams up with villains. But all because he's being pushed into being vulnerable rather than him turning evil suddenly. It's a good small arc that builds up to something bigger later.

As you can see I value character flaws as much as their positive traits. To me a character is less interesting if the story avoids giving them a human element. That's why the character assassination of Ben Tennyson that people talk about to me is one of the best things to ever happen to him.

One episode I HATED as a kid, but now love is the one where the gang go to an alien planet to solve a conflict between 2 identical armies. Kid me hated this because Ben kept messing up and there was no solution in the end. Now however I see the political genius that it is.

While I think this was meant to parody the political system of the US (one group being red and one blue doesn't make it all that subtle), i think the other message I got from it is showing the problems with white saviorism. Ben comes to a planet he has zero political understanding of, and decides he knows how to solve all their problems and can save the day in like 3 hours. Of course he won't and of course he'd end up making things worse.

If you're expecting things to actually be solved and characters to make logical and satisfying actions then this episode is definitely one of the bad ones. But for me, someone who likes to see how characters mess up and the story to collapse on them I really found this episode enjoyable. It's also just very funny. Ben comes off as very comedic to me in his attempt to be helpful and reasonable. He's not being immature but he's being very self centered and too up his own ass to notice that he's coming off as a dick.

I think that's what this season is focusing on. Not Ben becoming immature or childish as like a singular character trait he switches to. No, what the season is telling us is despite Ben being a great hero and a quick thinker, he's also easily able to fall into the arrogant asshole type if he doesn't control himself.

In the ghostfreak episode we even see how despite being his quick thinking self, he doesn't trust Gwen and Kevin as much as before. His ego is getting to him and others are taking notice.

Ben's behavior to me comes off as very realistic. I cannot hate a character who's flawed in a way that a real person is flawed. I don't see a switch in personality. I see one person displaying their traits in different ways depending on the scenario they are in.

So why people hate this season so much I will never understand.

Anyway let's talk about the worst episode in alien force.

Primus

Okay people you're right about this one. Primus sucks. It's bad. It's meaningless. It's confusing. And it's counterproductive for what it's trying to do. Honestly it feels like a rough draft of an episode before they actually start writing it.

Ignoring the fact that the concept itself is flawed, there's no time given to even show us Primus or make us understand it. And it ruins Vilgax's arc by giving him the Omnitrix WAY TOO EARLY. It kind of ruins the finale too since Ben giving the Omnitrix away is part of the climax of this season. Both Vilgax and Azmuth are pretty dumb this episode and it's weird watching them here. Vilgax is a bit better until he gets the Omnitrix and becomes dumb for no reason. Couldn't they just make it so Ben is the one with the key to activate the Omnitrix? Azmuth also what do you mean you turned into Rath to fight Vilgax instead of like way big? Ben isn't dumb in this one though. His trick to get back the Omnitrix is smart even though the way it was written is dumb. And we do get to see him vulnerable after losing the Omnitrix. Still this episode should have been replaced with something better and the show would have been better off for it.

This episode is brought up often because it is the weakest and if it was your impression of the season you'd think it's bad too. I don't even think Vilgax is bad this season but he definitely is poorly writen here.

So yeah this episode is very bad. Like couldn't they have replaced this with an extra Tetrax episode? That man deserves it.

Oh right Tetrax

Tetrax episode is peak fiction and I don't care about the haters. I'd argue it's one of the best episodes in the series and the fact we never got a follow up is baffling.

For starters Tetrax is Ben's real dad. Let's be real. He fills the same role as grandpa Max and so Ben has the urge to prove himself to him. That's why watching Ben fulfill the propercy of the diamondhead people and save Tetrax's planet is one of the most satisfying moments in the series for me. Tetrax destroyed his planet. He made a huge mistake that Ben could have easily made if he didn't have a mentor figure. And now once he sees he has an opportunity to bring everyone back he goes straight to shattering Ben into pieces with no explanation. (Tetrax pretty much is Ben without grandpa Max if you think about it)

This episode is a meme for the Jesus bits. but it works. It's good lore. And it's a great conclusion to a character arc and storyline.

The fact this episode is a follow up to Tetrax origin and incorporates a new alien into it is really smart. Obviously they didn't plan this at first so it's great when things work out like that.

It works as a Vilgax episode too because we see how big of a threat he is. Everyone's struggling to fight him, even Tetrax and Ben. He's not some pushover as people claim.

But more importantly Ben redeems Tetrax by saving the diamond people and that's something he wouldn't be able to do if he's some dumb kid. Ben is a true hero again in this episode. He sees what the threat is and he solves it with his quick thinking and courage. And I think it's thanks to Tetrax's presence that Ben is back to the more serious role, because he wants to prove himself to him.

(if only Tetrax had a bigger presence)

And now the ending

The ending is what made me want to take a different look at this season before rewatching because I remember how cool the Azmuth and Ben scene was. On a rewatch i was not disappointed.

For starters animation was really good and the fights with Albedo specifically were choreographed well. Kevin and Gwen were even using their powers in a unique way.

Then we have Vilgax weakening Ben by taking away Gwen and Kevin. Seems simple at first, but when you think of the narrative of this season you realise it's about making Ben vulnerable both physically and mentally.

And once Ben loses the Omnitrix he has a full mental breakdown and this entire sequence is one of the best moments in Ben 10 ever. The way he runs off into the forest. The small chat with Gwen. How he begs Azmuth for help. The little mutual understanding at the end of their argument. It's peak fiction at its most peak fictionest.

For the entire season Ben tried to relax, he tried to be more straight forward, not looking for others for help. But now he's back at being the vulnerable kid he was at the start of the entire series. And I think it's not just that he lost his powers that's hurting him, but that he's also taking out all the pressure he had building up inside. And now he's asking for others to help him.

This moment makes this season work for me. We see a deconstruction of sorts of the kind of person Ben is. Not mature or immature. But this kid who wanted validation until the pressure was too much for him. He tried to act cool like nothing happens. But then he messes up and he's the one who needed to be saved.

This emotional moment was what Ben needed to come up with a genius plan. Go to Vilgax's ship and activate the self destruct feature of the Omnitrix. Honestly I forgot about this part on my rewatch so it came out of nowhere for me. Ben making a bomb threat as his great 4d chest move? You just gotta love that. Remember he's got nothing on Vilgax right now. Vilgax can easily kill him. So for Ben to confidently come in and threaten to blow up the Omnitrix, that he cares about too, it takes courage.

If there's one thing I'd change about the ending it's bringing back Tetrax. He seemed like he would be a part of this and it would have probably mad the mental breakdown of Ben Tennyson more impactful if Tetrax was there too. Or maybe I love this minor character a bit too much. Maybe way too much I admit.

Conclusion

For me what sells season 3 of Alien Force is Ben's character downfall that builds up to this ending. It's not just that he becomes dumb and then is told to stop being dumb. It's that he's struggling in the role of hero. He's struggling to be both the serious badass and a goofy kid. And letting go of the responsibility and trying to act normal only created a different kind of pressure.

Ben for me is a character who was forced into a role he wasn't prepared for and we get to watch how that affects him. Naturally he will have shifts in how he acts. His environment will affect his behavior. That's just life. That's what being a teenager is like. You're always gonna be screwing up in one way or another. Ben's flaws in season 3 aren't about him being childish. He's not dumb or less mature. Ben still does smart things and is shown to care about Gwen, Kevin, Julie, Tetrax, and everyone that comes to his aid.

And of course his ideas and actions aren't always good. They can be stupid or selfish. And that's also fine. Because he's only human. And his humanity is what makes him Ben. Take that away and he'd grow up to become the Ben 10k who refused to transform back to human.

Most of this is my interpretation of events. Other people watching will have different takes. And that is fine. I'm fine with knowing I'm like one of 10 people who loves season 3 of alien force. I'm just here to write a different perspective and hopefully it will encourage more deeper readings of Ben 10 as a series. But mostly I'm fine knowing someone else read all this. So thanks for getting this far.

See you next time when I will be breaking down the neoliberalism of shadow the hedgehog the video game.

/jk

/or am I?

#zone analysis #Ben 10 #Ben 10 retrospective #Alien force #Season 3 is good #Tetrax should have appeared more though #Long post

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lovelyrocker · 11 months

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Pool Girl pt. 2

RPF

Warnings: None

Characters: Timothee Chalamet, Reader

Pairings: None

Word Count: 1,465

Part Two: The Real Mr. Chalamet

Timothee was laying back poolside, he’d been there all afternoon. He had a book in hand, reading when he heard the creak of his back gate. He looked up and saw Y/N, hair pulled back in a messy bun, white tank top over a bikini top and gray shorts. A smirk was automatic on his lips. She had a clipboard in her hands as she closed the gate behind her. She smiled when she saw him.

She walked over to Timothee and he grinned up at her. “Watchya reading, kid?” She asked him, coming to a stop in front of his lounger.

“Chronicles, Bob Dylan.”

“You’re one of those indie kids that like old folk music and foreign movies by directors no one has ever heard of, aren’t ya?” She asked as she dipped a vile into the pool water and put a few drops of another liquid into it.

“I’m a research for a role type.” He stood walking over to her.

“Role? Is that your hobby?”

“Something like that.” He knelt beside her. “I got all the stuff you said.”

“No, you didn’t.” She answered, not looking at him. “This is still off.”

“Well they didn’t have the exact type of whatever that is, so I got something close.”

“Show me.”

He walked her to the pool shed and pulled out a back. “This stuff.”

“Ah,” She shook her head, taking the bag. “See, this is more expensive but not as much chlorine in it. Sometimes you don’t get what you pay for.” She hands him back the bag. “I’ll go to the pool place on the other side of the city and get you the good stuff.” She writes on the clipboard. “Here is the invoice for the last two weeks. Be sure to give it to your parents.” She signs the bottom and hands it to him.

“Y/N.” He says as he reads the invoice. “The number here is yours or the company?”

“The company.” She shakes her head with a giggle, writing on the clipboard in her hand still. “Tell your parents I’ll be back next week-”

“You’ll be back next week?”

“Yeah, Sal is still out of town.” She flipped the papers and looked back up at Timothee. “Who cleans this pool in between visits?”

“I do.”

“Make sure you get the corners. You can get buildup there and once it gets thick enough it can erode. Let me know when is a good day to come by and I’ll give it a good cleaning.”

He raised his brow. “Like you get into the pool?’

“Yeah.” She said, looking at him with an odd look. “How else do you expect me to clean the leaves at the bottom?”

“Oh, yeah, my pool vacuum is busted.”

“Seriously?!” She places her hands on her hips. “Well, that explains a lot!”

“Sorry! I didn’t think it would make that big of a difference!” He raises his shoulders. “I usually just pass the net over the top when I come out here.”

“Don’t your parents check this stuff?”

“Parents aren’t around much.” He told her with a smirk. “But,” He holds up a finger. “I can get the payment now.”

“Oh really?!” She raises her brows. “You mean your parents are actually home?”

“Follow me.” He tells her as he starts towards the house.

Y/N follows him through the yard and into the house. As she walks through the French doors that lead through the living room she looks around. She lets out a whistle. “Damn, this is a nice place!” The house had hardwood floors and expensive tile. Fresh white carpets and huge paintings hung from the walls. The cold air hit her like a welcome hug as she walked through the house, feeling refreshed from the heat. “God, it feels good in here!” She exclaimed. “Your parents' electric bill must be sky high in this heat.”

“Electric bill isn’t too bad.” He grins, looking back at her. “Want a cold water?”

“I won’t say no.” She smiled at him.

Timothee grabs her an icy bottle from a cooler and hands it to her. “Here you go. The heat is brutal this summer.”

“Thank you!” She opens it and practically downs it.”It is killer on the road in this all day.” She tells him, taking a break from drinking.

“At least you can dress comfortably.” Timothee says, stopping at the counter. “Some companies make their workers wear these ugly polo shirts and khakis.” He makes a grimace.

“I know!” She places her bottle down. “I’d die!”

“I’m pretty sure clients don’t mind that you wear what you do.” He raises a brow and smirks.

“Smooth, kid.” She rolls her eyes. “So, what do your parents do to afford such a snazzy place?” She looks around a little as she drinks. “Brokers or something?”

“They are in the movie industry.” He says slyly.

“Figures.” She looks over to Timothee and he gives a chuckle. “Producers or something like that?”

“Something like that.” He tells her with a grin. He pulls out a check book from a drawer and begins writing.

“Whoa! What are you doing?” She holds out a hand, stopping him. “Are you forging your dad’s name on a check?! I can’t accept that! Are you insane?!”

“Well It’s a good thing I am not forging anything.” He tells her, sliding the check across the counter then placing his driver’s license next to it. Y/N picks up the check and reads his name across the top and looks at his license. No “junior” or “the second” written behind his name. “And no, I’m not named after my dad. His name is Marc.” He adds as if reading her mind.

“Wait,” She looks up at him with the check and license in each hand. “So, this is your house?”

He gives a sly little smile as he nods. “Yes.”

“You own this-” She motions around. “All of this?”

“That’s how ownership works.” His grin grows.

“I’m sorry, how old are you?!” She asks, with a look of confusion.

“I’m 27.” He laughs.

“I- okay,” She gives a double take. “Don’t take this the wrong way but you look like fourteen.”

“When I don’t shave, I can pass for 16.” He says jokingly.

“I-I-” She places the license and check down on the counter. She ran a hand over her face. “My uncle is gonna kill me.” She mumbled then looked up at Timothee, putting an apologetic look on her face. “I’m so sorry I was such a smart ass. I didn’t know you really were the owner. I thought-”

“That I was a spoiled little rich brat?” Timothee lets out a laugh. “It’s fine.” He takes a step closer, grabbing his license and putting it back in his wallet. “I thought it was cute.”

“I- you what?” Shaking her head, she looked back at him.

“You being all defensive. It was cute.” He gave a shrug. “And you didn’t take any crap from me. Even though you thought I was a rich brat. I liked that. You didn’t let me walk all over you just because I have money. Most people try to kiss my ass.”

“I’m glad my being bitchy gave such a good impression.” She paused then looked back at him. “Why’d you make me believe you lived with your parents at first?”

“Again, I thought you were cute. And Sal told me he would be sending his 24 year old niece to take over for a bit.”

“I see. Tit for tat.”

“Exactly. I was also caught off guard because you’re so pretty. And for a hot minute I thought you may have broken into my yard.” He confessed.

“Are you-” She gave a surprised expression, “Are you trying to flirt with me?”.

“I am giving a pretty girl a compliment.” He shoved his hands in his pockets. “If that pretty girl should happen to want to give me her number, I wouldn’t say no.”

Y/N chuckled. “Okay, I’m going to head out on this one.” She grabbed the check from the counter. “You are a little too-”

“Forward? Ballsy? Up front?” Timothee offers as he follows her to the back door.

“I was gonna say full of yourself and a little smug.” She turned back around to him. “I’ll be back with your chlorine in a day or two.”

“I’ll be here, Y/N.” He smiles at her.

“Goodbye, Mr. Chalamet.” She says sarcastically as she walks out the door.

Timothee watches her walking through his yard and gathering her things. He smiles again as she looks back at the house. “I accept your challenge, Y/N.” He says to himself before walking away from the back door.

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halfagone · 1 year

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Here is an idea (inspired from the idea of someone else) you can do whatever you want to with: Jason for some reason decides to put a bounty (with favours and family dinners in exchange) on some rich guy and our lovely emotionally constipated rich guy, Bruce, takes the first row seat in listening the rules and pulls out a pen and paper from the ether and writes down everything and asks numerous questions. Bruce scores so many points that Jason sweats... And all he wants is a family dinner every other week. Absolutely nothing else, just come over, have dinner, chat with the sibs and Alfred (Jason is more than free to pretend that Bruce isn't there or so the older of the two says) and leave whenever. And after some mental calculations Jason knows that it will take at least 3 years to get through all of the pilled up family dinners and he has no idea what to even start thinking or feeling. Meanwhile every wonders if Bruce broke Jason with his own way of showing love and affection.

P.S. I HC that at least part of Bruce's love language is to spend time in the same space with his kids doing whatever... Even if it means doing paperwork in the middle of the room where Dick experiences an acrobat's wet dreams.

I'm not gonna lie to you, my brain literally went to 'paid mercenary' when I read 'bounty', but people put bounties on targets even without killing involved! So that's on me. lol But I definitely think that Bruce likes to spend lots of time with his children when he can, which could stem from lots of things, like how his parents died while they were on a night in the town together and even though he lost him he at least got to know how much they cared about him, and if he ever dies he wants his children to know that too, and that means showing an interest in their lives and being there. Or maybe it's because the last time he let a kid out of his sight for too long they went to a foreign country, got killed, and came back thinking they had died unloved and forgotten. 🙃

Sorry, my brain automatically translates to angst.

But seriously, Bruce wants to be there! Sometimes that means he can be overeager and always hovering over their shoulder, driving them up a wall. And sometimes that means he meddles and comes around even when they don't want them to.

Bruce spent such a long time alone in the Manor, with only Alfred to keep him company, and then went to travel and train largely alone, with only the occasional companion. And then he started his crusade expecting that to continue, only to soon gain a partner and son in Dick, and then slowly but steadily fill up the Manor with lively children.

Why would he ever want to go back to the way things used to be? And moreover, he chose to have these children in his life, why would he not want to spend time with them?

Jason would probably struggle to wrap his head around the concept the most. He went so long thinking only a certain way about Bruce, and then has to realize that he might have been wrong about Bruce from the start. He's got his own problems with parents who had loved or cared for him, but hadn't really been in the space or position to properly care about him. Look at Catherine, she loved and took care of Jason even when he wasn't her own son by blood! And yet having him in her life hadn't been enough to keep her off her drugs and addiction. That can really fuck a kid up. Bruce has plenty of other kids, lots of responsibility, and he can be a workaholic! But the fact that he wants and tries to make the time to spend time with his children, even if it just means being in the same room together so that he can hear them talk and laugh and rib each other says a lot about how important they are to him. And I'd like to think Jason would realize that too.

Bruce is, and more importantly can be, a good father! I will die on this hill, even if I have to get the dirt and make it myself.

10/10 HC, @chrysanthemum9484. It's not a fic, but my god, it's still got lots of feeling. I've got lots of Feelings. I shouldn't be allowed to write...

Side note: NF's How Could You Leave Us gives me major Jason Todd Feelings and I don't know how to cope with that.

#halfagone replies #my brain is going places #and they're angsty!

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1rsoldiersince2012 · 2 years

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Bound by Law (Matt Murdock x reader)

Words: 2407 (chapter 7)

Summary:

You and Matt met in the courtroom. Now, you may think that Matt was a knight in shining armour and defended you in the name of all United States laws, but that was not the case. Matt was totally destroying your client, and you wanted to tear him into pieces right then and right there, because with Murdock as your rival, your head is on the firm's plate with each case. Did Matt care? No, he only cared about bringing justice, he was a human-machine, driven by the need to bring righteousness no matter the cost. Or was he just that?

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7. Into the Ring

"Hey there, champ." You say joyfully, stepping into the ward, immediately noticing how the whole room is filled with balloons and flowers. The boy smiles weakly and lifts his left hand a little to greet.

Jeremy's mother follows you and closes the door for more privacy. "Honey, that's our lawyer, I'm sure she'll be able to help us."

The boy's eyes follow your movements, from the moment you opened the door to the second you sat down next to him and fixed your skirt, crossing your legs. "How you're feeling, Jeremy?" You ask now professionally.

"Could be better." he answers, lifting his eyes from your legs; for a brief second you got quite uncomfortable with the situation.

"He's doing much better now, but the doctor says that it will take at least 3 months for the knee to heal, so then, at last, he could walk again." His mother fires up again, and you feel like she's the real problem here. It was more than enough that she has chatted your ear off in the parking lot, and now she's just repeating herself.

"Jeremy, if that's okay, I want us to talk about the accident. I want to ask a few questions, alright?" You turn to look at the boy again, he puts his right arm on his stomach, as if showing you the broken fingers.

"Yeah, it's alright."

"Do you wish for your mother to stay in the room?"

"It's not necessary." Jeremy says, not looking at his mother.

"Mrs Williams, could I speak to Jeremy in private?"

A sour expression appears on mother's face, but one nod from her son, and she's gone. You sigh a little, sometimes parents were the real problem, not kids.

"Can you tell me what happened?" you smile warmly and Jeremy visibly relaxes.

***

In his apartment, Matt Murdock is woken up by the constant beeping of an automatic voice, saying 'Foggy'. "Hello." Matt answers, after pressing something on the screen of his phone.

"Good morning, sunshine!" Foggy chirps into Matt's ear.

"Uh, what time is it?" Matt rasps, he returned home later than planned, but accomplished much more than he expected.

"Half past get the hell up. Let's go. We gotta meet Walter in an hour." Foggy says, and Matt groans loudly. "What was that? Was that a moan? Do you have somebody in bed with you? The paralegal? Is it the para- over at? Never mind, I don't wanna hear about it. No, I do wanna hear about it!"

Matt groans again, sitting up on the bed, "No, Foggy, it's not the paralegal-"

"Oh, is it y/n? I thought I noticed something between you two," Foggy says in a hushed tone, "What's she like? How is it gonna affect our case?"

"What?" Matt asks, not expecting the conversation to turn this way, "Foggy, what are you even talking?"

"All right, shake it. Tell me about it later, I gotta go bribe a cop."

"Foggy-"

"Kidding! NSA, if you're listening. But seriously, yeah, I gotta go bribe a cop." Foggy ends the call and Matt is left alone in the silence of his apartment, reminded of your existence again.

***

"Okay," you loudly close your notebook and reach for your purse, "I think I have everything I need, Jeremy, and I will do everything in my power to make the school take the responsibility. I think I can call you my client now." You stand up and smile warmly, reaching out your left hand towards the boy, he smiles, and gives you his good hand - left one - and awkwardly shakes yours.

"Partner sounds better." He continues, holding your hand.

"Good, see you here next week before court session, partner." You let go of his hand, and take your jacket from the chair, waving one last time before almost walking into Jeremy's mother, who was obviously listening to you outside the ward. "Mrs Williams, I'll do everything the law allows me to do, just so that you and Jeremy could rest at night easily."

"I hope so, the school has to pay for what it has done." You notice the red patches that coloured her face all of a sudden.

"If anything, you can call me anytime, Mrs Williams, and I'll swing by the hospital to drive with you to the court, see you next week." You touch her shoulder and excuse yourself when your phone rings.

"Hello?"

"Y/n, it's me, Sally. You... Asked me to call you..." a faint voice reaches your ear, and you increase the volume on your phone.

"Oh, hey Sally, yes, about the case. Can you come to my office?" You step into the elevator with a handsome doctor and another businessman, and literally feel the testosterone level shoot up twice in the small space. "Yes, yes, the same street, I think you will quickly notice the building. Ask at the reception, but I'm on the 7th floor. Yes, okay, great. See you soon." You end the call and look at the two men, the doctor is busy typing something on his phone, while the businessman is clearly watching you. When you look at him, he courtly nods, fixing his glasses. Have you seen him somewhere? Your former client? Couldn't be. You smile at him briefly, the elevator stops on the 2nd floor, and doctor steps out, still furiously typing. Doors close again, but you avoid the man's eyes, busy thinking where he could know you from. During that year and a half that you've worked in Hogarth, Chao and Benowitz, you've never had a client like him, because you remember all your clients.

Tension ends when doors open again, and you're first to step out, hurrying to your car outside. The man follows, and when you sit down to start the car, you notice that he sat into the black SUV parked right next to your car. "What the fuck?" You whisper to yourself and drive off, noticing that the man is still following you.

15 minutes later, when you pull next to the firm's building, you see that the SUV has turned left, right before you turned right. Weird. Was the car really following you, or were you simply paranoid?

***

(author's note: the following is to be read as a parallel, imagine that on screen both scenes appear together)

"Mr Davis, please, take a seat." Foggy closes the door and leads a man with gray hair, and a very out-of-style knitted green vest further into the office.

"Sally, please, make yourself comfortable." You say, and a woman your age, with a tired expression on her face, walks in. It's obvious that life wasn't treating her at all.

"Tell me what happened" You and Matt ask spouses at the same time. Both Sally and Walter close their eyes for a moment, before loudly clearing their throats.

"I love my wife, still do, although these years with her have been exhausting." Walter says, and Matt listens to his heart, noticing how it skipped a beat on those very first words.

"How long have you two been married again?" You ask, obviously still distracted by what happened before.

"Three years. Three years of hell." Sally answers, clutching her purse. "We had three kids together, twins and a girl. I want to take them with me now."

"Take them where?" Foggy asks, quickly writing in his notebook.

"France." Walter rolls his eyes.

"I want to move to France, I know that kids are still little, but at this age, it's better if they stay with me. Can you do that?" Sally lifts her head to look you in the eyes.

"Do what, Sally?"

"Help me keep her and children here." Walter says, and Matt feels something in Walter's voice - possessiveness. That can't be good.

"Sally, look... The child custody is equal..."

"We have to convince the jury that you're capable of raising a kid alone-" Foggy gives a little hope to the man sitting in front of him.

"But usually they go with giving father rights to visit anytime. I'm not sure how that would be possible if you moved out of Hell's Kitchen, let alone America." You sigh, already regretting that you took the case, divorce ones are always a bitch to live through.

"Why exactly does your wife want to divorce you, Mr Davis?" Matt addresses the elephant in the room. Walter shifts uncomfortably.

"I... have a gambling problem..." Walter begins and Foggy is quick to raise his eyebrows, "but I'm getting better, I promise-"

"You're what, winning now?" Matt ridicules the man, already knowing that he's just another sick son of a bitch, but Nelson and Murdock still need money.

"No, I'm... Going to therapy now."

"So Sally wants to divorce you because of your gambling?" Foggy crosses something out in his notes.

"No, that bastard cheated on me with Monica." Sally sniffles a little.

"Wait what? Our Monica? The Monica from chemistry?" You ask, not believing what Sally just said, and for a moment you felt like you were back in high school, collecting all the news and gossip.

"The same one."

"Jesus. I don't mean to be a bitch now, but Sally, what did you see in him?" You flip through the pages of the case folder, looking at the passport picture of Walter, who looks like he teaches music at school but secretly is a pervert. "What did Monica see?"

"Monica fucks everything and everyone she sees now. We accidentally ran into each other at the petrol station, and apparently they both got chatty at the checkout." Sally answers uncomfortably.

"Cheating and gambling... Hm. Jury might be in your favour, actually." You nod to yourself, "and he, what, promised to pay all your legal expenses?"

"Only if she stays with me." Walter says, failing to notice a small smirk on Matt's face. He's not going to win, but will be made to pay for lawyers either way, and gossip's been floating around, your firm charged a lot.

"We'll get the money, dear, and you will follow your dream to France. I promise." You smile, reaching your hand to shake, but Sally stands up and goes around the table to hug you shortly. God knows you needed a hug these last weeks as much as you need air to breathe.

"Thank you-" Sally lets you go and, sniffling, leaves.

"Thank you, gentlemen." Walter shakes hands with Foggy and Matt, still believing that he will change Sally's mind.

When the office door closes, Foggy plops back on the chair, "We're never going to win this."

"Nope, this is a losing case." Matt seconds.

"And the bill's due soon." Foggy looks around the office.

"We still have more hope than Walter." Matt pats Foggy's shoulder on his way out. "Coffee?"

"Hell yeah."

*** Friday came fast, too fast for your liking, and you reached the court at 9 a.m., still feeling sleepy, with a two layers of mascara under your eyes, hoping to fool everyone around you, that you look fresh and well rested, just like expensive lawyers should look.

Near the entrance you stop for a smoke, trying to calm down the ever present court anxiety, and from the group of people, and couple of lawyers from Landman and Zack, you see Foggy Nelson himself emerging, no Walter in sight. Honestly, you thought that he would be glued to his lawyers.

"Mr Nelson, what a pleasure to see you again." You say cheerfully, blowing out a puff of smoke.

Foggy lifts his head, smiling widely at you, and quickly stretches his hand to greet, "Miss y/l/n, how unexpected to see you again."

"Yeah, right. All by yourself?" You look around, not seeing any blind man with red glasses.

"Yeah, apparently my partner ditched me today, took the sick leave on our shittiest case." Foggy scoffs, but you notice that he's not angry, maybe just a little disappointed.

"You already feel the loss, Mr Nelson?" You offer him your cigarette, but Foggy shakes his head.

"I felt it since the moment Walter stepped in our office."

"Yeah, his problems are not in his favour, no gambling father has been giving an infant to raise yet." You put out the cigarette and think for a moment. "Mr Nelson, may I ask you something?"

"Depends on how much I can gain from it." Foggy smirks, eyes following Marci, who just stepped out of the taxi.

"Maybe a little art knowledge."

"Art knowledge?"

"Yes... There's an exhibition that I am invited to..."

"And you need a partner? With pleasure." Foggy answers quickly and you take a moment to think whether he was joking.

"Seriously? Wow, that was fast."

"I can't miss an opportunity to go out with a beautiful lady." Foggy says, opening the doors for you, like a true gentleman, and you blush a little.

"Oh, Mr Nelson, keep your flatter to yourself, you'll need it later." Foggy laughs behind you, and inside you see Sally and Walter, shooting imaginary lightnings at each other.

"When is it happening?" Foggy appears on your left, swinging his briefcase a little.

"Tomorrow, at 4. I hope I'm not ruining your weekend plans."

"No, I'm sure I'll be back just in time for drinks with Matt."

"Dragging a sick man to a bar? Brutal friendship." You laugh, but put on a serious face when you spot Linda Chao, one of your bosses in the hall. She also didn't like her employees chatting with lawyers from other firms.

"You gotta do what you gotta do. Well, may Lady Justice decide the fate of our clients," Foggy shakes your hand shortly, and you nod.

"Too bad Murdock is not going to witness my triumphant victory." You say, and leave, a smirk on your face.

*** While you and Foggy were engaged in a friendly courtroom banter, Matt was struggling to put on his suit. Still beat up from last night, with broken ribs, a stab wound and many punches to other places, he remembered how he nearly died twice last night. He was lucky that Claire happened to work in a hospital, and managed to patch him up. What Matt was mostly proud of, was that he managed to save that little boy. Although starting a war with Russians was a stupid decision, but one he had to make.

Ditching Foggy was a dick move, but he knew that you were going to win either way. He admitted to himself, there was a part of him that wanted to meet with you again. To hear how you defended your clients with a burning passion to the law.

Exhaling loudly, he puts on his jacket, and gets ready to talk to Father Lantom, feeling not the need to do so, but a responsibility, hanging on his head since last night.

#matt murdock #matthew murdock #matt murdock x reader #matts superhearing complicates things for you #foggy nelson #lawyers #marvel #marvel daredevil #netflix daredevil #daredevil #bound by law

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zoyalannister · 5 months

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agree also gideon in the end is protrayed just surprised thomas likes alastair and doesn't hate him, i expected him accepting thomas but being wary of alastair as he was one of the people who spread the rumours of him cheating on sophie, but maybe he doesn't care

also in the end grace is pictured close to anna and ari, and then thomas and alastair are also pictured as close to them, is weird since during the series they barely talk

also the grave scene where they bury things, anna does not bury anything, because she says she likes all her choices, wouldn't grief made her blame herself for kit and made her want to bury something?

the point of leaving gabrily alone to grief does not make sense when gideon and sophie are surrounded by people and are also supposedly grieving, is said sona becomes friends with them as well as flora, so is one more thing that does not make sense in the book

there are other inconsistencies like every adult showing when the battle was finished and ari running to flora and anna staying behind, and then scenes later is mentioned gabriel was there, why did she not go to ther father? or had any reaction? maybe cassandra slipped the name later on as she was mentioning many adults but did not care much of it

the india travel is repeated many times and makes me think she will write a small piece of that, probably centered on ari and making he rhave the angst plot as she is meeting her bio family, i doubt she would center on anna's grief as canonically she stated many times during the epilogue she had not been as happy since she was a child. weird considering anna had accepting and good parents and is never mentioned she grew up sad or anything like that.

Gideon canonically doesn’t care about his family and this is another proof, any normal person wouldn’t be super happy immediately that their son is dating the guy who spread rumors about them cheating on their wife. But hey, Gideon is super loved by the fandom because he generated one half of the most popular ship, so why using logic?

To be honest I like the idea of Grace being close to Anna and Ari, probably they bonded over the fact that they’re the only characters grieving Kit for more than 15 minutes, but I find the idea of Thomastair and AriAnna being friends hilarious. It feels like the book is trying to tell you that gay people are automatically friends, it's not like they have a personality besides their sexual orientation, right?

Anna burying nothing is embarrassing, just CC wanting to show her as the edonistic character, but it looks like it comes from an old draft where Kit didn’t die since it doesn’t make any sense. It doesn’t make any sense also that she was unhappy after childhood, are you fucking kidding me? Her family was well off, she had friends and a supportive family, everyone accepted she was lesbian and proud, she had a lot of sex, why was she unhappy?? It’s never mentioned, but I guess that in CC's vision having a relationship automatically multiplies your happiness.

Don't get me starte about the stupidest and cringiest """"battle""""" ever, Gabriel is probably mentioned just because CC realized at the last second that she needed someone from the TID gang and probably Gabriel was the random picked name. It doesn’t make any sense that Anna doesn’t run to him since it's the first time she sees him since Kit’s death, but this scene would make sense of Kit wasn’t supposed to die.

(Yes, I'll never believe that Kit’s death was planned since it's treated like shit and has no consequence, and obviously Matt and Sona were set up for dying).

As for the TID gang leaving Gabrily alone, I will be more explicit even if I will attract haters: it makes sense to me that they support each other and not Gabrily because they are shit people. They were shits as teenagers, they are shit as adults and the epilogue confirms so.

Anna and Ari will have their novella so CC can cross out the "WW couple" on the checklist for her short stories collection, and as you said it will probably be either about Ari or AriAnna being tourists and nothing of the grief will be mentioned.

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fizzingwizard · 7 days

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couple life things

went to Jamaica Fes on the weekend. Bob Marley everywhere. Had my first ever jerk chicken and festival bread. Sooo good. Also ate taco rice and a warm, gooey churro caked in cinnamon which was easily the best churro I've ever had in Japan.

People were all dressed up in bright colors, especially Jamaican flag colors. It was interested for me to see so much of Osaka's night life out in broad daylight haha. During the work week, most people are dressed modestly, in muted colors. Of course if you go to America-mura or hit up clubs you'll always find lots of stylish young people, but yeah, they're not so visible just out and about. Lots of skin-showing and bright hair colors. It was really fun. And so many tattoos! Japan is really opening up to tattoos it seems. Still not work appropriate most of the time (let alone school), but I don't think people's minds automatically go to "yakuza" when they see a tattoo anymore hehe. At least not in cities. Rural areas are a little different.

Work stuff: One of the toughest, though inevitable, things about my job is when a student leaves the school. They'll all leave my class at the end of the year, and eventually they'll graduate the school itself and I probably won't hear from them again. But although the end of the year makes me emotional, it's even harder when kids leave during the school year.

Last hear I had a particular challenging student, A, who was uncontrollale. If we'd had a smaller class, or fewer students with difficult behaviors, we could maybe have spent more time with him and worked out some things that we weren't able to. A lot of young kids who have trouble at school would do so much better, imo, if they could just have more personal time with the teacher. They really want and need those bonds to feel valued and supported, but when the teacher has to divide her attention among a large class, it's impossible. And "large" is not as large as you'd think when kids are only two or three years old. But schools will pay for only as many teachers as they need legally, so.

Still, we did see a LOT of progress in this student anyway. Once he got comfortable with us, he was so sweet and charming. He acted out when he got overstimulated or when he was lonely. By the end of the year, he'd grown so much. It's impossible to know how much we helped and how much was just his own understanding getting better as he got older. But we loved him a lot and we tried everything we could think of.

He also has a very supportive mom who told us she was like him when she was that age, and that she didn't expect miracles, and that she preferred if we followed his lead and went at his pace. Which was SUCH a relief to hear. Because I very much believe that's what's best with young kids. Not that you shouldn't challenge them, but there's a difference between presenting a challenge and letting them decide when to attempt it, and forcing them to attempt the challenge whether they like it or not "to build character."

A lot of parents are so worried that their kids are not "on level" with other kids of the same age and it's like. Every kid hits milestones at different points. Every kid is different. I have a mom right now who told us she's worried her kid wasn't talking much even though her older sister did at the same age. And I heard from her teacher last year that the mom was saying the same thing back then. This kid, back then, was barely two years old! It is completely, COMPLETELY normal for 2s to do a lot more observing than speaking - it doesn't mean they can't speak or don't understand. It's just normal. Some kid are chatty, some aren't. Something I've seen happen many many times as a preschool teacher is a kid turns 3, and suddenly they're a chatterbox. It is that sudden. They have their birthday and it's like a flip is switched. So I told my coworkers that of course we had to respect and help the mom with her concerns, but that personally I thought her kid was fine and would start talking when she turned 3. Well, the kid turned 3 last week, and guess what - even the week before that, she'd suddenly found her voice. She speaks in sentences and mostly clearly. I called it! haha. We are continuing our support plan for mom's sake, but I'm hoping to hear she's feeling better now that her daughter is talking.

But back to A - so the thing about kids like A is, they take so much time that you get really invested in them. Parents often worry that if their kid is a handful, the teachers will like them less and pay them less attention. Absolutely do be your kid's advocate - but as a teacher, I gotta say it's often the opposite! Much harder to pay as much attention to the kids who don't need much support. Because you're all taken up with the others! And we don't dislike kids just because they don't follow directions perfectly. If they did, they'd be freaky, like what are these robot children?? Challenging kids are a lot of work and you go home exhausted every day. But when they make progress, it's like the sun coming out after weeks of rain. It's amazing. You really feel so happy for them. And even if they don't make progress, you went through so much with them and got to know them so well that you just won't forget them.

I found out last week that after fighting hard to get A into our upper level school, his mom is withdrawing him. The reason isn't anything to do with his support or issues with the school or teachers, but an understandable family reason. I'm so sad though. I really wanted to watch A grow up. I was so, so worried about how the transition from my class to the new school would be for him. I heard from his teachers that he had a hard time at first. But now he trusts his new teachers. I went to help out at that school when they were understaffed and I got to see my students from last year including A. He was so happy to see me and I could see that he loved school.

So it's just a shame. I think he's the type of kid who would have continued to remember his former teachers as the years go by. He's a very affectionate type. It would have been amazing to see him three years from now at his graduation. I miss and wonder about all the students of mine that have left the school. A is just very recent so I'm feeling it the worst atm. I gave him too many hugs all year long to forget him so fast ;_;

#fizz's life #work

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woundupabadcomedian · 1 year

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lately i've been thinking a lot about the baudelaires pre-canon. they're just so young, and their intelligence sometimes makes you forget that the eldest child here is fourteen years old. fourteen!! and then there are moments like when klaus sees a wall and immediately decides to bring up pink floyd's "the wall".

with that in mind, here are some pre-canon baudelaire headcanons that make me smile

this one is pretty widely accepted but these are cool homeschooled kids

violet and klaus used to spend hours playing elaborate roleplaying games as kids- they would run around the house, engrossed in the characters they had come up with, and sometimes incorporate beatrice and bertrand into the story.

klaus had insane separation anxiety that he was only recently getting over by tbb- whenever beatrice and bertrand had to leave for "business trips" he would have sleepovers in violet's room until they got back.

violet never minded klaus's clinginess growing up. there was only one time when she got angry at him about it, and it was when she was about seven and her parents had invited some work friends over. she was trying to show off her automatic hair detangling invention to the triplets that had come with the adults her parents were speaking to, and klaus kept on tugging on her sleeve. she called him a "sniveling dumdum" and he ran to get bertrand immediately.

not to say that violet and klaus didn't argue about other things

when their parents told them that they would be expecting a new sibling, klaus became convinced that their parents had been replaced with clones because they would never try to replace him as their beloved youngest child. violet responded by becoming as involved as possible with preparations for the baby. she decorated the nursery, helped pick out toys, stuffed animals, she built the cradle, and did everything she possibly could to make sure klaus was wallowing in his middle child misery.

the two of them once had a week-long fight over whether or not edison stole tesla's intellectual property. they refused to speak to each other until a thunderstorm came at night and klaus crawled into violet's bed. they didn't acknowledge the storm or the argument the next morning.

"i wish i had some salt on my food"

"well, the salt is right by klaus, violet, why don't you ask him to pass it?"

"mother, would you please ask klaus to pass the salt?"

"mother, would you please tell violet that i am using it?" (he definitely was not using it)

both violet and klaus, as intelligent as they may be, were awful at schoolwork. violet has no patience for learning about things that she isn't interested in, and klaus, though interested by almost every topic imaginable, would begin infodumping at the slightest hint of a subject that he has knowledge on. by the time violet was nine and klaus was seven, beatrice and bertrand had given up and pulled them out of public school. when bertrand was still trying to homeschool them conventionally, the day would typically end with violet so zoned out you would have to shake her to get her attention and klaus still rambling on about something that had been mentioned hours before.

when sunny was born, klaus absolutely despised her

violet, meanwhile, absolutely adored sunny. she would spend hours making her different toys she could play with, from dolls to robots to rattles.

the baudelaire children took halloween very seriously. violet and klaus always had coordinating costumes- they've been hansel and gretel, the wright brothers, charles dickens and herman melville, homer and socrates, and several other duos.

when klaus finally grew to like sunny, he would enlist her to help him play elaborate pranks on violet. after a week or so of letting them have their fun, violet starts retaliating with pranks of her own. by the start of tbb, the baudelaires are engaged in a full-out prank war.

violet would spend hours with bertrand just tinkering and making various small machines. he had absolutely no clue what she was doing, but he loved the way his daughter would light up when she began to explain the way the details of how whatever she was making worked. violet looked forward to this time spent with her father so much that she subconsciously learned to do the same thing with klaus- she wouldn't quite understand what he was telling her about the books he had read, but she would nod along anyways and ask him questions to get him to talk further about it (later, this was the only way she could pull him out of a panic attack)

beatrice would read to her children whenever she could, powering through entire novels with them in the span of a few days.

sunny would spend her days teething on any object she could find. to prevent her from getting injured, beatrice spent a solid three days walking around the mansion and putting anything that she wouldn't want her one-year-old eating up at least five feet high.

beatrice taught violet and klaus musical instruments, while bertrand taught them languages. violet took an interest in the violin (klaus teased her pretty relentlessly for that one) and the piano, while klaus learned how to play the flute and the harp. bertrand taught violet how to speak italian and german while klaus was taught french and spanish. both of them learned hebrew.

they were happy your honor!!

#asoue #violet baudelaire #klaus baudelaire #sunny baudelaire #bertrand baudelaire #beatrice baudelaire #i love them #fire what fire #volunteer fire department more like very funky dudes

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nyanggk · 2 years

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♡ Hello to Everyone !

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warnings : contains explicit sexual content, demons, MSDNI

n. the reason why ive decided to only upload an 18+ fic as celebration is 1.) bcs it was alrdy in the making and 2.) it fit the holloween season. extra ! : i might make an 16+ fic depending if anyone wants it, but it's still tentative.

Throughout endless eons, man has been plagued with the sin of temptation and lust. From a young age, man has been taught that lust is evil and those who turn their fantasies into a reality are forsaken by God. Those who practice the act of premarital sex are shunned by society, especially if they are to bear a child in ones womb. Those who think of such thoughts however, are ordered to be cleansed with the use of whips and holy water.

Children are raised to be perfect by those who are imperfect. They're taught that God is above all and when the day of the final judgement comes, you are to be sent either to Heaven, the land of Paradise or be banished to Hell, the land of Sinners. To prevent the latter from happening, parents try their hardest to raise a untainted child, however, the God who's said to be the most merciful and good, sends ruthless challenges their way in order to test their faith and conviction and one of them being you.

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♡ please be aware that this is purely for fun and make sure not to get mad when you don't get your bias >:((

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♡ all ages are welcome! but those who request for 18+ themes need to be adults and can NOT be sent through anon as I need to check your profile for your legitimate age. and please, don't lie about it. thoze who are requesting minor friendly content are fine to use anon tho! code1 : berries

♡ when sending in a submission, please fill in the following information as well as answer the given questions asked;

for all ages; name, group you want me to choose a member to pair you up with, likes & dislikes, ideal date, ideal man, optional but tell me something random about you!

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♡ available groups to choose from; enhypen (recommended), txt, stray kids, (g)-idle (this is including soojin fuck all u bitches)

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"hello! congratulations on reaching 1k followers! thank u sm for doing this event,,, I hope u have a lovely day ~!

my name is mirai and please pair me with with enhypen member!

I like listening to music and my favorite genres are rock and r&b. from time to time, I casually play league. I like reading and my favorite genres are romance. i don't like horror that much bcs I have a hard time picturing it in my mind.

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my ideal date is a fun carnival date and my ideal date is someone who's very considerate and fun to be around— someone who's spontaneous like me!

(for those who are sending in 18+ submission; I'm into degradation and I like being called a whore during sex blah blah its kinda making me flustered sorry lol u guys get the hizz)

I'm looking forward to what you come up with!

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#enhypen #stray kids #txt #enhypen imagines #enhypen drabbles #stray kids imagines #stray kids drabbles #txt imagines #txt drabbles #enhypen smut #txt smut #stray kids smut #enhypen hard hours #txt hard thoughts #stray kids hard thoughts

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yuriswitch · 5 months

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every once in a while something shitty happens that triggers the adults affected into (rightfully) complaining about the way they were treated by some institution above or a person in power. Each time the main complaint boils down to "I was treated like an immature child that doesn't have to be asked for their thoughts or be explained things to anything at all" and usually don't actually condemn that kind of treatment as much as the fact that a Special Deciding Ubermensch of the Adult Race was the one subjected to it.

I know some people just don't mention these things out of habit or because they're too angry to pay attention to details like that, but it's always so frustrating to see people assume that the way children is treated is completely okay despite the sheer magnitude of the negative difference it makes whenever an adult ends up in that kind of position.

The fact they're expected to suddenly gain everything they were denied by the adults ordering them around is apparently perfectly logical, because having a big number of years magically bestows knowledge, skill and maturity upon you obviously. And not explaining anything to them and never asking them for opinion or just asking them at all is totally not abusive, because mature and good mommy would never do a bad thing, she loves you so much her actions can't be abusive now can they. As some particularly aggressive survivors say, abuse is when someone has the evil kind of difference and therefore isn't normal enough to not cough abuse out as if infected with it like it was some sort of a mental influenza, so I guess if the standard behavior is what normal people do then it has to be morally okay under this funky logic

And just to make sure I get to point you out for not being able to read my rant, I'm not saying here that it's okay to treat adults exactly like 2 year olds or that there should be no difference in how we act around and interact with people based on things like age or maturity in general regardless of body numbers.

What bothers me here is that the reflection "wait a minute, doesn't this imply the way we treat kids is horrible ?" practically never comes. I know most people are neurotypical in a capitalist society that makes all their tendencies towards automatic, effort and consciousness-less existence even worse, but it honestly looks like a lot of you would rather completely turn into a mechanical executor of the life algorithm bestowed upon you by your parents and teachers than actually live like a human being with personhood and awareness and ability to think and act deliberately rather than instinctively. This can't keep going on forever if we want to survive on this burning pile of violence and abuse we call Earth

/Oneesama

#cw: abuse #capitalism #neurotypicals

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luverofralts · 11 months

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Arkhelios Adventures

“So am I putting the horror movie in or the romantic comedy? Which movie do you think is going to get Adam to make out with you faster?”

Eliana Traver popped some popcorn into her mouth, watching as Adam and Theo flushed furiously at the comment.

“Don’t be so loud!” Theo hissed anxiously. “You know how paranoid my dads are about this sleepover. I’ll never be able to have friends over again if they think this is going to turn into some kind of orgy.”

Having a sleepover wasn’t a simple request these days. When they were children, it was perfectly fine if Theo slept over at Adam’s or any of his other friends, but now that they were teens and he had a boyfriend, his parents refused to allow sleepovers like they used to. It was only with some begging and some very solemn promises, that Theo was allowed to have a few friends spend the night, including Adam. Theo had sworn that nothing would happen between him and Adam with the presence of their friends, which was plausible. Leah and Eliana certainly didn’t want to make out with Adam, and Theo would never cheat on his boyfriend,or so he believed. Roman could see as clear as day that Theo’s gaze lingered a bit too long with his female friends, but that was for Theo to work out on his own. Thirteen was still an acceptable age for a sleepover with heavy parental supervision, or at least so Roman thought. He’d never really had friends of his own growing up to spend the night aside from Abe, and those visits could hardly be called sleepovers.

Roman looked over at his young son, who was currently wielding a pillow against his friend in a fierce pillow fight. There was no way that either he or Abe would be sleeping this night, but it was good to see their son happy. Trust had to be earned and until Theo could prove that he was trustworthy, his parents would be in every shadow, waiting with a magical cold shower.

Adam for his part, was shyly reading on the couch while his boyfriend embarked on a pillow war. The boy was always quiet and polite and deferential to the Bellamys. Roman had known that Adam’s parents were strict and expected much from him, but he hadn’t expected the boy to be this calm. Theo was a wave of energy crashing through the house, attacking his friends with pillows and a few tiny spells that his school would not approve of. Maybe Theo would make his boyfriend less quiet over time. They had been friends since their childhood though, and Adam hadn’t changed much in that time.

Well, opposites do attract, they say. Still, this might be the boy Theo’s crying about in a year or two. Not very many people marry their high school boyfriend. God knows how rough Abe and I have had it over the years.

“Did Luciana’s boyfriend show you that move?” Eliana chuckled, swinging for Theo’s head. “He tried the same thing in gym class...where I kicked his ass.”

“Language, Eliana! There’s little kids running around here who don’t need to hear bad words when they’re playing,” Roman called out on instinct. Correcting children’s foul language was an automatic reaction now that he had a teenager and two preteens.

“Sorry, Mr. Bellamy!”

“Mr. Bellamy? God, Abe, what happened to us? I’m used to royalty calling me Mr. Bellamy as an insult and now our teenage child’s friends are calling me that. When did we get so old?”

“Wait, Luci has a boyfriend?” Abe asked, horror in his voice. “Since when? Theo’s barely old enough to have a boyfriend and he’s two years older than them.”

“They both do currently,” Roman replied casually. “Though I think it’s a new one this week for Luci.”

“What do you mean the twins have boyfriends? They’re children!”

“They’re also almost teenagers, Abe,” Roman chided his husband. “It doesn’t mean anything at that age, it’s just a status thing. Kids collect boyfriends and girlfriends like they do Voidcritters cards. Lots of younger kids had boyfriends when I was at school. They even had a school dance for them where absolutely no one dared dance with each other. It’s normal. Adrian’s even met a few of them.”

“A few of them? How many boyfriends do the kids have?”

“A couple of them were girlfriends,” Roman informed him, as if that made any difference. “They’re still figuring out who they want to be. These things take time. When they’re older and actually start dancing with each other at school dances, that’s when I’ll worry.”

“And when were you planning on letting Saturnia date?” Abe asked, terror in his voice. “She’s just a baby still.”

“I know, Abe,” Roman sighed. “This is why I didn’t tell you. You’re making a big deal over nothing. Don’t worry about future parenting problems, just focus on keeping our son from making us grandparents tonight. One thing at a time. We’ll discuss your concerns with Evren and Adrian when they come for dinner tomorrow. They’ll tell you the same thing though. I’m pretty sure that even Lucy had a few dates as a kid. She told me she did anyway however true that might be.”

“That doesn’t make me feel any better about it.”

“Uh, Adam...I need to talk to you about something. Something that might be important. I’m not sure if this is the right time for this conversation, but maybe we could schedule a talk tomorrow when we’re alone?”

Theo shifted his weight awkwardly, trying not to reveal his nervousness. It wasn’t every day that he had to tell his boyfriend that he might have a half-brother out in Pleasantview after all. A very attractive potential half-brother at that. Ewan had seemed like someone who liked starting trouble, and Theo could easily imagine him lying about his family to get attention or cause problems.

“A-are you breaking up with me?” Adam asked nervously, the threat of tears in his eyes. “I’d do anything for you, Theo. We can fix this.”

Theo’s baffled look at the idea seemed to calm Adam somewhat, despite his worries.

“What? No! I’d never break up with you,” Theo promised, grabbing Adam’s hand. “I told you that we’d be together forever. We’re going to be together forever and ever, I promise. It’s just that-”

“Theo! No hand contact over ten seconds, you know the rule!”

Theo dropped Adam’s hand quickly at Abe’s warning. His parents really were going to spend the evening refereeing this party, weren’t they? The mood was broken though and despite Adam’s curiosity, Theo didn’t want to drop news of this potential enormity in front of an audience.

“Sorry, tomorrow maybe. When we have privacy.”

“Can I at least have a clue? I’m worried,” Adam asked, searching for an answer in Theo’s expression. “Are you in danger? Is it demons again?”

Theo tried to find an innocent way of phrasing this potential secret, but came up empty.

“Um, it’s something about Pleasantview. There’s this guy that I met that I need to talk to you about.”

“Another guy? You met someone else but you don’t want to break up? I don’t understand.”

Theo winced at the impression he was unintentionally giving his boyfriend. It really was true that he was better off if he never tried explaining things. Everything he said was somehow always the worst thing to say.

“I’m not leaving you for some hot guy in Pleasantview,” Theo groaned. “Just- we need to talk about him. For once, you might be the scandalous one in school.”

Adam frowned, but didn’t press any further. Theo clearly didn’t want to talk about this issue in front of other people.

“Okay, tomorrow then,” Adam said firmly. “I trust you, Theo.”

“Hey, the rest of us are still watching a movie, lovebirds!”

Theo laughed at the two frustrated girls who were impatiently gesturing towards the living room television and their stockpile of popcorn.

“Sorry!”

In the end, the group settled on a horror film. Theo’s parents were not so secretively hanging around the living room and a romantic comedy might trigger more interruptions from them. Their choice had meant that Saturnia was shuffled to bed early before she got nightmares from the screaming coming from the television.

Theo wasn’t scared in the slightest by the movie, but he’d leaned against Adam all the same anyway. Nothing in the movie could possibly match the nightmares that Theo had encountered first hand in his short life, but it was nice to think that he had someone to hold his hand in case movie zombies were more frightening than the real ones. Luckily for him, Abe Jr had needed to be fed and put to bed and their parents trusted that the shrieks of horror coming from the living room were all because of the movie and not the start of a teenage orgy.

Still, once the movie ended and the teens were left to their own devices, the atmosphere one again veered into hormonal territory that the Bellamys were hoping to avoid. There was only one option to prevent the night from escalating with teenage hormones.

Roman deliberately took a seat between Theo and Adam on the couch, a large book in his hands. He addressed the scattering group of teens in an authoritative tone.

“Who wants to see pictures of baby Theo?”

All the blood seemed to drain from his son’s horrified face as Theo’s friends eagerly rushed to the couch, falling for Roman’s trap. Even Adam scooted closer, suddenly incredibly interested in the book in Roman’s hands.

“Dad, no,” Theo groaned as his father turned the first page. “No one wants to see those. Let’s play Truth or Dare or something. Anything.”

“I bet you were a cute baby,” Eliana gushed, peering at the first photo eagerly. “Probably with teeny tiny little baby demon horns.”

“Dark forms usually come after the first few years for hybrids,” Adam informed her. “They look human at first, probably a defense evolved to protect an infant from an angry mob of bigoted humans. Hybrids haven’t always been this accepted in human society.”

“Look at his little booties!”

Not for the first time that evening, Theo wished to fall into an unending pit of embarrassment because of his parents. Unfortunately for him, his parents seemed to know just how to embarrass him in front of his friends.

“Aww, you’re so little,” Eliana cooed. “What a cute little outfit!”

“We had some baby clothes given to us at his baby shower,” Roman said, pointing at yet another photo of Theo in a similar outfit. “His favourite was this fuzzy pajama set. He’d cry if he couldn’t wear it at night, which meant we had to wash it constantly or spend the night soothing him. Do you remember, Theo?”

Theo scowled at his father, refusing to answer the question.

“Yeah, we didn’t know what to do when you outgrew it. Ulys-your godmother bought it for you.”

Roman’s voice faltered once his brain registered what he was saying. It was true, Ulyssa had bought him that pajama set a lifetime ago. She and Lucy had fought about how much he liked it and who the superior godmother was. At the time, Roman could have never imagined a life where he wasn’t allowed to acknowledge the gap in his life where Ulyssa had once been or one where Lucy wasn’t hopelessly living with doomed feelings for her. He had promised Abe that he wouldn’t contact Ulyssa again and while reminiscing about their friendship wasn’t actually cheating, it still felt dangerous. Even if Abe was fine with it, the look on Theo’s face felt colder than it had been a few seconds ago.

Roman turned the page, hoping to do the same with his memories.

“And here I am feeding you,” he continued, trying to rid the left over emotion from his voice. “You were just over five pounds when you were born, which was less than Ironman would have liked. So we tried feeding you as often as we could, even if you struggled a bit with it at first.”

While Theo prayed for a quick, merciful death, he did take notice of Adam’s reaction to these humiliating pictures. If anything, he seemed to appreciate Roman’s reminiscing.

“You were so young when you had him,” Adam murmured. “I mean I know you were, but seeing pictures just...you look like our age.”

‘No shit’ was what Roman wanted to say, though he managed to stop himself before he did. That revelation was precisely why he and Abe had planned this little walk down memory lane.

“We were a couple of years older than you are,” he said instead. “Just babies ourselves. It was a lot of work taking care of an infant as a teenager. We had help and even then it was hard. On top of that, Theo was born with a curse and nearly died. None of it was easy, and I hope none of you have to experience what we went through.”

“He was so cute though,” Leah gushed. “Look at those little fingers.”

“Is that Crown Princess Theodosia? How do you know her?”

Roman stared at the photo. He hadn’t pulled this album out in years and over time, more photos had been quickly shoved in the book. This photo was taken just before Theo’s birth, back when Roman’s main priority in life was to find someone rich and powerful to hold onto and bring to Arkhelios. When his grandfather had cut his allowance and stopping funding his lifestyle, Roman had briefly had to work in a bakery to earn money. The shop was still around if he remembered correctly. It was hard to forget about a pastry store that shared a space with an electronics store. For some reason, people in Pleasantview decided that they needed to buy a doughnut and a servo at the same location. Roman had never understood the appeal himself and had been incredibly angry because his grandfather made him get a job when all his classmates were filthy rich.

“I don’t know the princess,” he replied slowly. “She came in the shop for a snack and I guess someone took a picture. Back then, it probably seemed like this would be the closest to royalty as I’d ever be. She did influence our naming Theo though. We wanted him to have a name as grand as hers.”

“She’s our dad’s cousin,” Leah stated proudly. “She and Charlotte come to Winterfest dinner sometimes. She does still like pastries.”

“Who doesn’t?” Roman laughed. Something about this photo was bothering him, though he couldn’t put into words what that might be. It had been a time in his life that he didn’t usually think about, though most people would probably say that it was the least stressful that his life had ever been. Long before he learned that his mother was a homicidal demon or what it felt like to pace the floors at midnight, hoping the baby let him sleep through the night. Despite his feelings at the time, there was something comforting about his work there, something that gave him fulfillment he hadn’t expected. It was something to reflect on when he wasn’t entertaining teenagers.

“Oh, I must have bumped into the stereo,” Theo announced theatrically, turning the volume knob loud enough that rock music began to drown out his father. “Who wants to dance?”

“Ooh, me! I love this song.”

Leah leapt from her spot on the couch to start dancing with Theo to the stereo music. Adam also stood up from his spot on the couch, but lingered hesitantly instead of joining the dancing.

This boy really is shy. Probably more shy than Theo, which is saying something. Maybe Abe and I don’t have to worry as much as we are about him. He’s not even dancing with Theo. We might have a few more years of peace with those two after all.

“Alright, no dance parties, some family members are already sleeping and there will be hell to pay if they wake up. So music off, let’s get those sleeping bags out and set up in the room here. Abe and I will be back in ten minutes to check in on you guys.”

Roman debated about leaving the family album on the couch, but his point had already been made and he didn’t want to subject his son to too much teasing. His point had already been made.

“Oh, and the sleeping order is boy, girl, boy, girl on the floor,” he added before leaving. “If I come back and see you and Adam sleeping next to each other, one of you is going to be sleeping outside. Good night.”

#sims 2 #arkhelios #arkhelios adventures #roman bellamy #theo bellamy #sim: theo bellamy #theodosia alioto #sim: theodosia alioto #leah toyonaga #eliana traver #sim: Adam Darktide #adam darktide #abe chun

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