#harlan wont answer anything

[gh0sthyee]

I used to suffer being in the good omens fandom and having to endure neil gaiman wait-and-seeing the most random pieces of information all the time

now I've been following the malevolent account for like 2 days and. I dont think the good omens fandom knows pain at all

#malevolent #malevolent podcast #thats so funny to me #harlan wont answer anything #cant believe I found someone worse than neil #this is all /lh /nm btw #wait and see

[roetrolls]

hi rat! i would ask harlan this, but i feel like he wont give me a good answer, so im asking you

what does harlan... like... want? not on a small scale, i mean his Prime motivation. the main thing that guides how he speaks and acts? i know you talked abt this in the past, but like... as succinctly as possible, why IS he the way he is? would young harlan see his more recent actions as reasonable, or would he have been appalled to see his older self?

WOAH DAMI HI DAMI WELCOME TO DA INBOX

ok so like. as normal as young harlan seems. make no mistake

he's still a troll. and he's the type who is wholly on board with being part of an imbalanced and violent society. young harlan would look at his current self with stars in his eyes.

what harlan really wants is simple. it's actually touched on a bit in this old introduction to the lyricist

What Harlan truly wants, more than anything in the world, is to become history.

That's what it's always been about. Power, influence, legacy. He wants. To be. Remembered.

He wants control. Control of the world around him, control of the narrative, control of what happens to the empire he's built after he himself is gone.

He needs Benjin to be not just the next Dominion, but the next Harlan. It's an impossible goal, and he doesn't even have the self awareness to recognize that's what he's actually trying to do.

also. and this is kinda secondary but still pretty important.

harlan's big and he likes to feel that way. he's a bully. but he's a bully who is nearly 11 feet tall and has not one but TWO types of mind control at his disposal.

ppl r like ants to him

and buddy. he's gettin the magnifying glass.

#an ask tag (happy chase?) #rat #harlan things #long post

[maaarijaaa]

You Belong To Me❀Part Five

Ransom Drysdale x Wife!reader 

 Summary: Ransom Drysdale grew up in a dysfunctional family full of heartless people. The only family member who understood and supported him was his grandfather, Harlan. He never knew how it feels to be loved, until he met you. 

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Ransom was shocked to see that the lady, who was  in her early 40s, looked just like you. She stands next to her 2 years older husband, and he could see that you also got some features from him.  

He knew what they did to you. Your parents were only teengagers when they had you. You were four years old when you got hit by them everyday. They were abusive. 

Shortly after your fifth birthday, they got reported by the police and charged with child abuse. Your grandma raised you and kept you away from them, and you were thankful for that. You were 16 when you found out that your parents were out of jail. They tried to reach out to apologize, but you ignored them. 

They later moved to France and have been living there since, until now. They still live there but when they found out that you were expecting a baby, they wanted to be there for their daughter. They wanted to apologize for everything and wanted to be there for their daughter and grandbaby. 

Ransom wanted to protect you from them. They hurt you. You were only a child. 

Ransom wanted to hear what they had to say before kicking them out of the house. 

“Yes, she lives here” Ransom said.  Your father was about to say something, but Ransom stopped him. 

“I know who you are and I know what you have done to Y/N but I wanna hear what you have to say before I do anything else” Ransom said 

 Your parents were honestly shocked but it's the answer they expected. 

“We know what we did, but things have changed. We saw her with you leaving the baby store a few hours ago and decided to give a visit.” your mother said.

“How did you know she was pregnant?” Ransom asked. 

“Well, since your family is well known here and rumors spread quick in this town” Your mother said. 

Good, now the whole town was spreading rumors about Ransom expecting a baby with an unknown woman. 

Ransom stood there and listened. He saw that they were really trying to change, but something sounded off.

“Where is she now?”your mother asked 

“She is sleeping and I don't want to wake her up. The doctor told her to rest more for the baby's sake” Ransom said  

Before your mother and father could say anything else, Ransom said this 

“If you want to, you can come and visit us when she is ready. She is the one who is gonna decide if she wants to talk to you or not. You put her through alot and I don't want her to stress since she is pregnant, so could you please leave and I would let you know if she wants to talk to you or not.” Ransom said 

Your parents did not want to continue this conversation, so they left the house and gave Ransom their contact information. 

Ransom went straight to your shared bedroom and saw that you were still sleeping. He sat at the end of the bed and admired your beauty, until you began to wake up.  

“Hello honey. How was your sleep?” Ransom asked. He was prepared for you to be mad at him for letting his mother scream at you, but you took it easy since you knew it's not his fault that his mother chose to talk to you like that.  

“I slept pretty good actually” you said

“I need to tell you something, but promise me you wont get mad.” Ransom said while looking at your confused expression. 

“Ransom, what did you do?”You said 

“Well, the thing is..” Ransom said “Your parents came back from Europe and they know about our marriage and your pregnancy. They wanted to talk to you, but I told them that it's up to you. They agreed and they gave me their contact information if you ever want to talk to them.” Ransom said really fast and you were looking at him with wide eyes. 

“WHAT?!?” You screamed. Your parents came all the way back to Europe to see you after so many years and now want to get to know you better. The people who gave you traumas for life came back. You still remember the awful nightmares you had during high school after finding out about them being released from jail. Ever since you told Ransom about your parents, he did everything in his power to help you overcome those nightmares and sure enough he helped you alot. 

You knew that there was something more than just getting to know you better, but what if they were willing to apologize for everything?   

“Ransom, you know what I have been through and you can't just let them into our home like nothing happened. Do you know how much trauma they caused me? You should have thought about our child's safety before letting them in.” You said while being really pissed at your husband.  

“Baby I know everything you have been through but what if you just listened to them to see what they want. If you don't want to see them again, then I completely understand but talk to them first. I will be there to protect you.” Ransom said 

You were mad at him but your heart also melted when he said that he was gonna protect you. 

“Okay, I will but we got way more important things then them now” You said 

Ransom nodded and said “Do you still want to eat the dinner we bought because I am starving”

You chuckled and said “I am starving too since I am eating for two” 

You both laughed and went downstairs to eat dinner. As you waited for Ransom to put food on a plate, you thought about everything. Most people don't even remember anything until they reach 5 years of age, but you remember everything. you don't have a single good memory of your parents.

 The last time you ever saw them was when they came home from a party. They were in their early 20s, so of course they would party. The problem was that they were really angry when they are drunk, so they gave you the beating of your lifetime. Your grandma found out the day after the incident and called the police on them. Police did some blood tests on them and sure enough, your parents took drugs that night. They were sent to jail for over 10 years and your grandma became your legal guardian. 

Shortly after your 16th birthday, they tried to contact you but your grandma did not allow it. They gave up and went back to Europe and never saw them again, until now. 

You were having a family of your own and would do anything to protect it from people who wanted to destroy it. 

Your child was gonna have the best childhood ever and you knew that Ransom would spoil them. But you did not care. 

Ransom did not have a perfect childhood either, so of course he would spoil them. The child was not even born yet, but it already had enough clothes and toys. You are just waiting to find out the gender so that you can finish your nursery. 

Your baby is not even born yet, but is already loved by most caring people on earth…

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[thebibliomancer]

Essential Avengers: Avengers #101: FIVE DOOMS -- To Save Tomorrow!

July 1972

Perhaps unfortunately, this title does not in fact imply that Dr. Doom is going to team up with four other Doctor Dooms to save the future as the Fantastic Five.

And this is the third of the early 70s Harlan Ellison Marvel comics. And it is... certainly a thing.

We start off with Thor trying to make chess exciting and dramatic by shooting lightning to activate the chess-playing robot NIMROD. Invented by Tony Stark, natch.

Now, to prove that NIMROD (not to be confused with the Sentinel) can defeat even the greatest chess masters, Hawkeye went to go get a chess master to play NIMROD.

They wanted the American champion, Robert Fischer, but he had better things to do. So they settled for Mr. Sporadik.

He is a cantankerous one.

Anyway the game starts. And chess happens for an hour. Something chess weird happens to ping Vision’s suspicions but too late because Sporadik collapses out of his chair.

The Avengers suspect it might be a heart attack. Sporadik is not in the best of shapes. But Quicksilver runs to summon an ambulance. But the crowd has lost their goddamn minds. Sporadik had accused America of being a nation of wanton violence and had insisted on the whole Avengers team to protect him. SO IF SOMETHING HAPPENED TO HIM MAYBE NOBODY IS SAFE!

The ambulance arrives and takes Sporadik off to the hospital. Thor promises to catch up with them but Hawkeye tells him to take his time. Thor is as powerless as the rest of them in a situation like this.

At the hospital as the Avengers wait, they discuss the situation. Because this is super bad. Sporadik was a guest in America under the protection of the Avengers. If he dies, it could cause a major international incident.

Captain America saved the pawn, the chess piece that Sporadik touched right before he collapsed. He has a hunch that it is a clue somehow.

Meanwhile and elsewhere, Thor arrives at the hospital. Maybe Thor is powerless in this situation but he knows/has a timeshare with someone who isn’t.

Hint: it’s a brilliant doctor who makes uncanny diagnoses and who walks with a limp and a walking stick.

Yes, its House Donald Blake!

And at the correct dramatic moment Dr. Donald Blake bursts into the OR to work his non-literal magic.

Meanwhile, Iron Man has run an analysis on the pawn and discovered some kind of dried up fluid had been placed on the top.

Dr. Blake interrupts the conversation to reveal what his uncanny diagnosis revealed: that the fluid that was placed on the pawn was a rare distillate of poison only produced by a tribe living in the unexplored interior of Brazil.

No clue how he figured that out.

What matters is that Sporadik has fallen into a coma and isn’t responding to treatment. The Avengers need to find the man who poisoned the chesspiece. They might have the answer to cure Sporadik.

And we go back to the NIMROD demonstration, all shut down now. The wing of Stark Industries dark and silent. And a panel opens on the back of NIMROD and Leonard Tippit crawls out.

But he is not alone.

The Vision was hiding nearby waiting. Because he plays chess too (remember turtleneck Vision and his book of chess problems?) and he noticed that NIMROD had made a discredited play. For a vaunted chess-playing computer it didn’t make much sense unless it was a ploy to get Sporadnik to touch a certain pawn at a certain time.

Leonard Tippit doesn’t want to fight Vision but will if he has to. He lights up with glowing, pulsing power.

Vision doesn’t sense any evil from Leonard Tippit. Because I guess Vision can sense evil. But he still tries to knock out Vision with the good ol’ sticking his hand through a person and slightly solidifying it tactic. I can’t think of a good thing to call that move.

But Leonard’s shiny glow is too powerful and instead it is Vision who gets knocked out.

Leonard is a bit awestruck that he managed to beat an Avenger. He really is as powerful as someone said he’d be.

Except now Captain America shows up because you take on one Avenger, you take on them all.

And Cap hits Leonard in the face with his shield and knocks him out.

Weird.

Cap checks on Vision and the rest of the Avengers show up. They wonder who this glowing guy is. And wonder how he managed to knock out Vision if Cap knocked him out in one hit.

But then Leonard Tippit sinks through the floor and disappears.

Weiiird.

Which leaves questions. The poison that was placed on the pawn had a very short life when exposed to the air. So Leonard Tippit had to take control of NIMROD to trick Sporadnik touch it at just the right moment. But why? Sporadnik hasn’t left Russia or done anything more political than play chess since 1945.

And then some exposition is delivered as all the Avengers feel dizzy and suddenly reality becomes questionable as Leonard Tippit wakes up from a dream of tumbling superheroes. Also we’ve gone back two nights.

Leonard Tippit is an unremarkable man who has never been a winner or a loser and has been reliably trekking his way to old age in a routine accounting job. And then the Watcher just shows up in his bedroom.

The Watcher informs Leonard Tippit that he is pledged not to act but merely to stand and observe. Anyway, here is how he is interfering this time.

“IT IS YOU WHO MATTER LEONARD TIPPIT. FOR, ALL OF EARTH’S TOMORROWS LIE HEAVY IN YOUR TREMBLING HAND.”

See, time is like a tree. Shut up, it just is. And there are focal elements which belong equally to each of the possible time-branches. Sometimes focal elements can be a grain of sand. Sometimes it can be a person.

Like a Leonard Tippit kind of person. Someone who has never been a winner or loser because he doesn’t belong to one time or another. And because of that, he can save all worlds!

Because there is in inevitable, inescapable war so deadly that it will cut across all time-branches of the time-tree in all possible tomorrows that will turn all Earths into empty, arid wastelands inhabited only by a dreaded radioactive plague which will destroy all life.

Anyway, here is how this inevitable, inescapable future can be prevented.

The Watcher opens up Leonard Tippit’s brain and releases the 7/8 of the brain that no human ever uses.

*grumble*

Anyway, with his power unleashed Leonard Tippit can now will himself to become a creature of pure mental energy and the most powerful being on Earth.

And now the Watcher tells Leonard Tippit what he is to do with this power.

There are five people throughout the world who will one day go on to marry and produce children and each of those children shall perform some innocuous act which in turn will precipitate another act which will lead unavoidably to the nuclear Armageddon! UNLESS YOU KILL THEM LEONARD.

Powered up as he is, Leonard can read their thoughts, dreams, and hearts and he can tell that they’re good, blameless people. But the Watcher insists that Leonard must kill them or he will willfully doom untold billions of billions!

And then the Watcher fades away, leaving behind a distraught Leonard.

And now back to the Avengers, who just saw all of that flashback. Which included the locations of the other four people Leonard Tippit has to kill.

And having seen all of that, the Avengers have to grapple with a question for exactly one panel. Do they dare try to save those four people if doing so will doom the world eventually? But could they ever look themselves in the mirror again if they didn’t try?

So zoop now we’re in Naples where Target #2 Mario Rizzo is shoplifting an apple. Leonard Tippit appears and shoots some mind-blasts at Mario. Thor dives in the way and blocks the blasts with his sternum but so stunned he can’t stop Leonard Tippit from just blasting Mario again.

Two down.

And now we’re in Undisclosed Location Africa where Captain America and Hawkeye arrive a split second too late to save Target #3, an unnamed daughter of a Massai tribal chief.

Hawkeye tries to shoot Leonard Tippit with a drug-tipped arrow but the arrow just passes right through his disappearing form.

Three down.

And now Leonard Tippit arrives in modern Tokyo to attack Keigo Ozaki (Target #4 and the world’s youngest compsoer of atonal music.) Vision grabs Leonard Tippit’s hands but he can’t stop him from blasting Keigo Ozaki.

While the Vision laments that he has failed but Leonard exclaims that it was the way it had to be as he disappears. But according to the narrator, he wonders if it truly did. If the Watcher told him the full, unadulterated truth.

Four down.

And finally, at a moldering old summerhouse on the edge of the sea at an undisclosed location Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver guard Target #5: Eliza Willis who is tending her prize roses.

Not guarding her very well because Leonard Tippit pops up and blasts at Eliza before the two Avengers can react.

In fact, Eliza has a faster reaction than even Quicksilver because she manages to dodge Leonard Tippit’s blast.

Leonard Tippit wonders if he has gotten weaker and the narrative confirms that he has dissipated much of his power zapping all over the place in the past few hours.

Leonard Tippit tries to blast Eliza again but this time Quicksilver runs between him and her and somehow creates a ‘wall of speed’ that blocks the attack???

Anyway, he circles back around to tackle Leonard Tippit but the man marshals his power to vanish once more. And as he is wont to do Quicksilver then runs face first into a rock.

So now only Scarlet Witch stands between Eliza and-

DID YOU EVEN TRY?

Five down.

Leonard tries to vanish one last time but Scarlet Witch encompasses him in a hex sphere, causing his own power to cascade and creating a feedback.

Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver arrive at... place. Its either Stark Industries or Avengers Mansion. With Leonard Tippit. Just as Iron Man finished creating a mentality-retrogressor which can be used to keep Leonard Tippit subdued.

So they place the helmet on Leonard Tippit just as his power starts to build up again.

But with Leonard Tippit subdued, Thor wonders how Iron Man managed to create a mentality-retrogressor so quickly. And Iron Man can only say that its like someone was guiding him. Perhaps an angel or perhaps...

UATU THE WATCHER

Who shows up in place to explain it all.

See, he needs to lock Leonard Tippit outside of space and time forever because it is actually Leonard Tippit’s mere continued existence that would cause the war that he spoke of.

Those other five people the Watcher sent Leonard after were just a ruse to bring the Avengers into things so Leonard Tippit would exhaust his powers.

Because if the Watcher had even touched Leonard Tippit, it would have set off his potential power ravaging the Earth.

But now that his powers have been drained -WHOOP!

And the Watcher just grabs Leonard Tippit to throw him outside of space-time.

The Avengers prepare to fight to save him but Leonard protests, begs them to let him be important just this once. So the Avengers bid farewell to Leonard Tippit and herald him as a guy who saved the Earth.

By letting himself be consigned to a fate worse than death.

Geez, Uatu. I don’t think you handled this situation the best you could.

The Watcher answers one more question. The reason why the Avengers saw that flashback is because Leonard Tippit was a good man unable to bear the thought of killing, even for noble purposes. So his subconscious reached out to the Avengers, hoping that they would stop him. KEIKAKU DOORI by the Watcher.

Oh and the five people he ‘killed’? They were only put in comas and they’ll recover juuuuuuuust fine.

MANKIND WILL NEVER KNOW THAT A SIMPLE, INCONSPICUOUS DRAB OF A MAN GAVE UP HIS ETERNITY TO PRESERVE THE WORLD!

This was not a really great story. The other Harlan Ellison Avengers story wasn’t really either. Maybe Ellison wasn’t a great person to write superhero stories - from what I’ve heard, he didn’t care for the genre. Maybe it was a translation issue as Roy Thomas tried to turn Ellison’s story into a script.

There’s a weird disconnect between Leonard Tippit’s methods in attacking Sporadnik where he went for a subtle murder mystery poisoning and the others who he just zapped. And how did he get poison that is only found in untraveled parts of Brazil?

We spend so much time on the Sporadnik stuff and then five pages on the other four.

Also, hey, kind of shitty that the only one who doesn’t get a name is the African woman.

And the Watcher handled this problem in the most ass-backwards manner possible.

Which actually becomes a plot point when the Watcher is put on trial for always interfering.

But, yeah.

Next time: The Grim Reaper’s back, back again.

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[sonofcheetah-blog]

Red Man’s Realm - Chapter 1

The Red Man was not wont for the petty happenings of common peoples. Nor was He fond of their crafts, nor their gods, nor their summer festivals and winter solstices. No, the Red Man indulged in much fouler and darker undertakings than that of mortal men. The wailing of His mechanisms can be heard in the dead of the night from atop The Iron Tower, its shadow looming over the land as a great blemish. Whatever life there once was in the fields surrounding it had long been dead, burnt and turned to ashes by iron beasts with smouldering hearts of black. Indeed, only the races of dwarves and men have dared venture forth to the Red Man’s Realm; hobbits and elves and all races attuned with the magics hold within them a deep trepidation of all things industrious - and the Red Man was wont for industry.

All this held no semblance of importance to the Barlerly residence. Settled in a small valley, in a small village lived a household with an even smaller name. The Barlerlys were not known to be knights or adventurers or anything of the sort. In fact, they were not known for anything at all. The household had not an acre of land to their name, and the lineage that it held was one of wagon drivers and of farmhands and of serfs. There was no greatness in being a Barlerly, but there was no shame in it either. They were an honest people, if of lowly stature. And from that honesty, could be salvaged a small pride.

In that small household nigh half a story high; lived a great many Barlerly. There lived the brothers Gaston the Large, Axton the Tall, Broderick the Small, Byron the Scarred, Clark the Simple, Chadwick the Shrewd, Harlan the Beloved and Valdis the Old. Alongside them lived the twin sisters Bredda the Bold and Emma the Fair. The Barlerlys had many cousins, from many families too various to mention - the Barlerly pride in their honesty was only surpassed by the Barlerly pride for virility. And virile they were. The Barlerlys mentioned by name however will be the ones that will be remembered, ill or well. They will be sung in songs as heroes and villains, as knights and kings and possessors of magic both dark and divine. And so this tale is one of small houses becoming large, and of large houses becoming small.

On the ninth day of the sixth moon, came a knocking on the Barlerly residence door. It was the kind of knocking that reverberated through the whole of the house, the kind that only the strongest of the strong could make, the kind that made you fear for your very life. You will be pleased be informed that the Barlerlys are not you. They held no fear nor any trace of it as they all opened the door together, with Bredda the Bold at the vanguard and Axton the Tall at the back. As Bredda the Bold turned the door handle boldly, with a whisk of the hand she opened the door aloft. The sight they were awarded with was… unconventional for the Barlerly residence, who were no strangers to the unconventional.

There, on door of the Barlerly residence, stood a wizard.

He was admittedly a conventional wizard, but a wizard nonetheless. He donned a grey wizard hat and a grey wizard robe, with a grey wizard beard and many wizardly wrinkles. He stood as tall as a wizard could, which was very tall considering their considerable magical ability.

“My name is Gydwion. I have come to collect my due”. He said, looking at the Barlerlys expectantly.

Bredda wrinkled her nose and spat. “And what debts do we Barlerlys have to honor? We have no dues to pay, nor we would we ever take one. You are either a senile old fool, or a poor liar.” She unsheathed her sword, which was blunt and chipped - but it’s the thought that counts.

The wizard smiled in response, in the sagely way that wizards are prone to do with their apprentices. “Fear not, Bredda the Bold. My intent is not nefarious nor senile in nature. I have merely come to collect my due, which your parents offered me long ago.”

Still blushing from being called bold by the father-figure she never had, Valdis the Old took this chance to make his way to the front through liberal use of his cane. “I am the only old enough one out of my brothers and sisters that remembers my parents.” He paused, thinking deeply. “Hence why I am dubbed as ‘Valdis the Old’ by my brothers and sisters.” He looked somber. It was at that moment that the Barlerlys realised it was a bit rude to call somebody old - aside from Clark the Simple - who was retarded. “There is something I must reveal to you, dear brothers and sisters.” He said, before stepping out the door and turning to face them.

“I too am a wizard.” The Barlerlys all gasped out of shock (aside from Clark the Simple, who gasped to mimic his siblings due to his incessant retardation).

Chadwick the Shrewd piped in, slapping his hand on his forehead in realisation. “Of course he is: he dons grey wizard hat, a grey wizard robe, a grey wizard beard and many wizardly wrinkles! All signs point to wizardhood.” Chadwick the Shrewd said smugly, as if having solved a case. “It’s so obvious in retrospect” he said, with an even smugger expression.

“Most things are obvious in retrospect.” replied Gwydion. “However, your display of shrewdness does nothing to pay my debt. On this day fifty wizard years ago, I was promised a band of adventurers to slay a dark lord. And now, that time has come.”

“What’s the difference between an ordinary year and a wizard year?” Axton asked.

“The answer to that question is neither relevant nor would a mortal man such as yourself be able to comprehend.” Gwydion rumbled. “Now, it is about time to start our adventure!”

A blinding flash of light, and they were off.

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