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crushpunchh · 1 year

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for the ask game LILITH

youve doomed yourself im not going to answer this ask for like an hour because ill be saying so much. shes in my head 24/7

illget around to the hunter ask too!!! just maybe in a little while because of how much im about to say

What I like about them

high int low wis build. stupidest cheeto puff but i say it affectionately. anyway its like. shes trying SO HARD. its obvious she is doing her best throughout the entire show but shes like. A fucking realistically written character who is misguided and MASSIVELY FUCKING UP AT EVERY TURN. but she's TRYING she's trying REALLY HARD. she WANTS to be a good person she WANTS to help eda she WANTS to fix things!!!! unfortunately for her shes narratively doomed.

What I dislike about them

high int low wis build but like. negative. shes so fucking smart but she totally lacks any common sense. she would not be able to do half the shit she does if she weren't *really* smart, but also she simply would not have done half the shit she does if she weren't *really* dumb. schrodinger's intellect

Favourite moment

ALL of elsewhere and elsewhen. like yes girl. punch that bitch in the face. be incredibly suspicious all episode and still be susceptible to manipulation because you're still healing. realize you've hit your lifelong 'nearly killing your niece' quota and that eda will actually genuinely maybe murder you if you let her nearly get killed again.

Least favourite moment

hm. now like she definitely has a lot worse moments but i gotta say keeping up afearances. like girl no. that's an 8 year old. stop projecting your insane mommy issue game onto an excited 8 year old. he did nothing. i want to grab her and shake her back and forth like a maraca jesus CHRIST.

A situation with this character that I want to see explored more

HER SCOUT YEARS!!! Put her on that fucking mountain. Girl vs allconsuming guilt vs the cult she just joined who will WIN. i DONT KNOW BUT THE GIRL WILL DEFINITELY LOSE HOLY **SHIT!!!!** Also just her time in the coven in general.... i would KILL for a spinoff i know its not happening but AHEEHEE....

An interesting AU for this character

you know what i WILL advertise my own au. this may become a fic at some point but right now im just fistfighting the plot trying to get it to behave. the working title is Lilith Clawthorne's Time Loop Extravaganza.

i KNOW ive told you about this but whateve.r.

lilith, 16 years old, like 13 months out from cursing eda, gets a week off home because the golden guard fufking dies. naturally, she, genius, decides to clean out her room to avoid interacting with her family. finds her time pool shit. goes Oh.... and then spends a full day at the library researching time magic that doesn't spit you out at just some randomass time. finds a spell. traps herself in a time loop going from the day before the golden guard dies to the next week. and we go from there!

A crossover

HM. i have a encanto/toh crossover au thats really silly. shes not a main character in it (shocking i know) but its great.

realistically gravity falls is hilarious. she finds out eda married a guy, stole his car, immediately drove it into a ditch, transformed, stole half of kfc's stock, and then left and shes like ?????????

OTP (or OT3+ etc…. just… favourite ship)

no <3

Other ships?

no <3

BROTP

her and hunter are fucking hialrious and i NEED to see them interact it would be so goddamn funny. they're like. SORT OF FRIENDS. but if anything goes wrong they instantly throw each other under the bus. i think they're on bad terms for s1 because of the basilisk escape though <//3

also her and eda but thats just a given because im deeply abnormal about the clawthorne sisters.

her and darius also! theyre so fucking funny. little bit of a rant here but i think that scouts are paired into like .teams for training exercises and shit. and i also think that darius was a scout for a while up until the mountain trial at which point he, having already been considering leaving, quit. so i think she and him were partners when they were both scouts and had a liiiiittle bit of a falling out when he quit. and then when he becomes a coven head too its like Oh. Hi.

NOTP

all of it <3 especially though i see lilith/belos disturbingly often when im just scrolling and like. eugh.

however NOTP in terms of friends. hm. no clue i think her as friends with most everyone is highly entertaining. because shes so terrible at everything. i do, however, think she hates kikimora and stays as far away as she can from her at all times always.

An assortment of headcanons!

OKAYYY. I've told you like most of these because i never stop talking about her sorry but don't even worry about it.

SO! That mask she has in s1! The one she wears literally twice! That gem on it is the same type of gem that Odalia has on Amity. She hates it and goes out of her way not to wear it.

despite it being the boiling isles with an insanely warm climate when shes in the coven she literally just straight up doesn't have any short sleeve shirts. this is thanks to her being deranged.

so. ears. witch body language. et cetera et cetera. lilith has the resting bitch face of a lifetime* but she never got a handle on that.

RELATED: she got into shit really often when she was a scout for Literally Just Stimming because Its the emperors coven and the emperors coven is the probable literal least welcoming place for autistic people on the entire isles. shes resorted to just messing with her hair because she can totally excuse it with like ohhh my hair was messed up blah blah. i do this actually but just because not because of any elaborate plan to get away with stimming in public.

in s1 shes on anxiety meds but they're like the most fucking insanely outdated prescription ever. hasn't gotten adjusted since she was 18. same with her glasses. in s2, however, eda manages to badger her into seeing a healer (hypocrite, eda has not seen a healer in 30 years either) and she gets her meds & glasses prescription updated. still on anxiety meds, also on antipsychotics now. a little bit of why shes so much more stable** in s2b! yes girl, get on meds that actually work for you! holy shit why have you not seen a doctor already!

*Resting Bitch Face may not extend to embarrassment call (NUMBER) to buy today

**trying to start a cult in her 8 year old nephews name is the exception and not the rule

#crush.txt #response #lctle #<- the time loop au

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third-rail-vip · 4 years

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The Fallout OC Seven Day S.P.E.C.I.A.L.!

Day 5 - Intelligence

Can your OC read, write and do basic maths?

Art might be where most of her interest lies (she takes after her mum that way), but yes, Ivy loves to read and when she first came to the US for college she’d write extensive letters (with sketches) back to her parents. She’s pretty decent at maths (her dad made sure of that, being a physics lecturer) but she gets lost in complex equations. She’s good enough to budget and plan ahead.

What was the basis of their education i.e were they formally educated or did they have to learn as they went?

Ivy has a college level education, she studied art in New York - before dropping out before finishing her final year (because she makes poor life choices around romantic interests, and boy did that one come back to bite her). Her practical wasteland skills, such as modding weapons and repairing turrets she learnt as she went with a lot of help from Preston and Sturges in the early days.

Do they favour brains over brawn?

Definitely, although she has next to no brawn anyway, so that’s not much of an option. She puts her brains into upgrading weapons and outthinking and getting the drop on opponents. Company-wise, she likes to have someone with some smarts about them with her - even if it presents itself in a smart mouth more often than not - but it never hurts to have a bit of muscle to back her up if plans go south.

How good are they with technology?

She’s alright with tech. With practice and help from Sturges, and some from Danse, she’s become competent in upgrading and maintaining more complex weaponry, such as laser, plasma and gauss rifles. She’s not bad with computers either, but some of her “hacking” techniques come more from a knowledge of people than a knowledge of circuit boards - you’d be amazed how many passwords you can find tucked under keyboards or stuck in drawers.

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I just recently saw MacCready’s stats and realised Ivy only just matches his intelligence now... There are days where I basically have to lead that man upstairs by hand. And he has an intelligence of 7. They aren’t two sides of the same coin, they’re two halves of the same idiot.

#fallout oc seven day special #she is smart! maybe it's just common sense they're lacking #ivy kendrick #sole survivor #fallout 4 #other ivy stuff: her father is american her mother is british and she grew up in the uk

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luveline · 2 years

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Hi! Could I maybe please request reader taking care if drunk Remus and he keeps saying things that embarrass her or something? No pressure if you don’t want to!

hi tysm for ur request I hope this is okay! <3

"Remus!" you cheer, having finally spotted him in the mess of the party, sequestered in the kitchen with his school friends.

He perks up at the sound of your voice, all big smiles and pink cheeks. "Dove! Where have you been?"

"Where have you been? I went to find the bathroom and you disappeared."

"I was winning a game of beer pong," he informs you, matter of fact. "Oh my god, what the fuck. Did you get prettier?"

"What?" you ask, giggling.

His hand comes up to your face, big palm warm on your cheek. "You look so cute." He turns to his friends, tugging you by the shoulders. "Guys, doesn't she look amazing?"

You flush and smile at people you don't know and then, thankfully, James and Lily where they're sitting, James in a big chair and Lily in his lap. James smirks, Lily looks pleased for you.

"Did Sirius put love potions in the drinks again?" you ask.

"Nope!" Lily says, too cheerful.

"He did put firewhiskey in the beer pong cups, though," James says.

"And then I lost on purpose," Sirius announces, appearing from the patio doors smelling of cigarette smoke and expensive cologne.

"You guys are evil," you say, just as Remus ducks in to kiss your cheek.

"He didn't lose on purpose," he refutes in your ear. "I'm just amazing."

"Yeah, you are," you say fondly, smiling up at him. You wrap your arms around him in a hug and glare at Sirius over his shoulder, hoping it says what you're thinking. Stop messing with my baby. You know he doesn't know how beer pong works.

"You smell really, really nice," Remus says, nose in your neck.

You close your eyes, embarrassed by his very earnest, very public display and declaration of affection. There's a wave of snorting and smug giggling from his group of friends that you ignore. Poor baby. They won't forget this anytime soon.

"You smell good too, Remus," you tell him, rubbing his back.

He seems in good spirits despite the sheer amount of alcohol you imagine to be in his system right now, only slightly wobbly in your hold. You kiss his neck quickly, one then twice, feeling a little sorry for him. He’s so smart, and yet lacks any common sense when it comes to Sirius, who is evil enough to change the rules of any drinking game for personal gain. They’re both too competitive.

He pulls away and his smile is blinding.

"How do I smell?" you hear Sirius ask.

"Like an ashtray," Lily says, deadpan.

"You wanna come dance with me?" you ask, trying to save him from their teasing.

"I'll do anything with you," he says. Jesus Christ.

You pull him from the kitchen and into the crowded living room. It's much darker here, louder, still Remus reckons you're pretty as a peony and twice as soft, hands on your waist. You curl your arms around his neck and dig your face into his chest.

"You're fucked," you tell him, face aflame from his waxing poetic.

"What?" he shouts over the music.

You peer up from his chest and aren't surprised when he kisses your forehead tenderly, totally at odds with the jumpy pop song filling the room.

"Your eyes are really pretty," he says, lovelorn.

You pretend not to hear him, chest burning as you realise this is an all night affair.

"Did you hear me? I said your eyes are really pretty! You're so beautiful, love!"

You make a panicked sound and tighten your arms around his neck, almost throwing him off balance as you hug him close. He strokes your hair, mumbling, "Was it something I said?"

#remus lupin x you #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x y/n #marauders era #remus x reader #remus x you #marauders #remus lupin drabble #remus lupin blurb #marauders x reader

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izzymeadows · 2 years

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You do realize El was about to kiss Mike in Ep 7 of S1, yeah? She was doing a lean in the same way he was. The feelings between them were already there/reciprocated. It’s common for that tween age group to develop crushes, explore first kisses, ect.

And to say she had no concept of love or a kiss seems quite false. See above as to why she clearly understood the concept of a kiss. And when he kissed her in Ep 8, she was maybe a little surprised but not unreceptive. She smiled at him.

See Episode 8 as well to see that she very clearly understood/understand the concept of love. She was quite able to understand that Papa’s ‘love’ was bad. That that wasn’t really love at all. And who was she crying out for instead? The person she cries for *every time.* Mike. Who does she say goodbye to before she disappears? Mike. Who was she very obviously trying to ‘save’ the most? Mike. It’s a pattern she follows in later seasons too.

And this really isn’t even like, a Mileven thing or something…The fandom has this massive tendency to infantalize Eleven to a huge degree. She can’t have this and that because she was raised in a lab. She can’t do this and that because she was raised in a lab. I see it over and over. Should we say the same about every child raised in an atypical way? Are they all supposed to be hopeless?

Eleven isn’t dumb. And just because she was raised in a lab does not mean she can’t understand abstract things like love, kindness, ect. It’s actually a strength of her character that despite being raised in that quite terrible place, she was still able to develop her own sense of morality, good and evil, love and hate, right and wrong.

To say she can’t understand those concepts does her a distinct disservice.

I'm publishing this because the analysis is really good, but i fail to see where did i say or imply eleven is dumb. Quite the opposite, i'm always saying she's smart and willing to learn. I also never said she can't understand those concepts, I said she doesn't have them at first. Which, I'll concede to you, was wrongly worded, because I didn't mean the concepts themselves, but the vocabulary and resources to understand them in a more conscious level (i don't know if this makes the sense i want it to make, sorry).

Anyway no, i didn't see what you say in episode 7, or i did but i don't remember idk. My memory is a mess, I'm gonna have to rewatch! But either way, when i talked about that kiss, i wasn't saying she didn't want it, i was saying she probably wouldn't have known how to reject it if she had wanted to, because she wasn't allowed to have her own wants met, or even acknowledged, before. Also, even knowing what a kiss was, she probably didn't know everything it could imply (i also worded this wrongly). That's what makes it uncomfortable to me. Again, she had a terrible upbringing, which means she lacks knowledge of certain stuff, not intelligence. The show makes it clear she is, in fact, really clever. Look at how fast she learns! After living most of her life as a tool in a lab, and then what's shown in season 2, which isn't a "normal life" either because she wasn't socializing like other kids her age! And then she acts almost the same as the others! She's really smart and i never said she's hopeless. And if somebody does say it, they're wrong. What i said (or at least, what i meant, i might have messed up at expressing myself, wouldn't be the first time tbh) is that she needs more time than she's had until now to fully learn everything she didn't know. And i'm positive she will, and it will be super interesting to watch, and i'll still be able to be like a proud mother hen with her.

Sorry for the long rant, but i don't like people thinking i'm here badmouthing Eleven. I'm not. I love her. She's good, kind, brave, strong, smart and caring and deserves all the good things in the world. Including a good character development, which she's having from the beginning.

I like how you said El having the strong morals she has, despite having grown up in that terrible environment, is a strength of her character. 100% agree.

#ask #el hopper #stranger things #jane hopper #this made me sad because i really love el #and i never wanted to put her down or anything #i hope i explained myself better now

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nashibirne · 3 years

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London Calling - 1

Yes, I'm still in my August phase and I'm not even sorry...I just can't stop thinking about the sexy mf and so this idea crossed my mind and turned into a storyline. I have to admit I'm even more nervous about posting this than usual because it's a little different from what I've written before and I really hope it's not going to bore the shit out of you. If you like this although the tension between August and my ofc builds slowly, please let me know. I appreciate every single comment, reblog and/or like! Thanks 💜

Pairing: Augut Walker x OFC (Lu Johnson)

Words: ~3.0 k

Summary and A/N: This story plays with the thought of "what if…" What if August Walker had taken another road? What if he had turned into John Lark for completely different reasons? What if he had found love before becoming a bitter, disillusioned man?So the events of "London Calling" take place about ten years prior to MI:Fallout and August Walker hasn't joined the CIA yet, he's an FBI Agent and his new mission in London that lies ahead of him is going to be a challenging one. Maybe it's even going to change his life.

Warnings: 18+! This story deals with the topic of a toxic/abusive relationship, gaslighting and problematic behavior of one of the protagonists in general. Please don't read if these topics trigger you or make you feel uncomfortable. Luckily I've never been in any kind of toxic or abusive relationship, so I lack personal experience but I hope still do this sensitive topic justice.

English is not my mother tongue but the lovely @sillyrabbit81 was so kind to be my very helpful and patient Beta! Thank you so, so much, bunny 🐇💜 You have no idea how much I appreciate your support, your encouragement, your help and the fact that you took the time to proofread this. (Edited by me, so there might still be mistakes and they're all mine)

📖 You can find my other fics on my Masterlist 📖

Credits: I don't own August Walker or anything related to MI:Fallout. Pics for the moodboard from pinterest, face claims: Lu - Hannah van der Westhuysen, Adam - Freddie Thorpe. FaceApp helped me with making August look a little younger

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So...now...off we go...story under the cut!

"London? Are you kidding me, Kyle?"

August Walker stopped pacing the room with an incredulous frown. He raised his eyebrows, his blue eyes fixed on the other man's face.

"Absolutely not," his superior and close friend of many years said slowly, drawling both words more than necessary to stress that he wasn't joking. "They want you in London."

"What about my promotion? You gave me your word. You wanted me to finish Operation Old Bridge and that's what I did. You wanted Tony Salerno's head on a silver platter, that's what you got."

August's voice was surprisingly calm, his expression blank but his gaze was blazing with anger and frustration. His hands were balled into fists and he only opened them to lean on Kyle's wooden desk, which was very tidy, except for the piles of case files that slowly grew larger than him.

"Damn, Kyle, I risked my life when I went undercover and joined this Mafia mob."

"I know, August, but unfortunately my hands are tied. Interpol wants our best undercover Agent and that's you. Just this last job and afterwards you can happily join the CIA." SSA Kyle Langdon leaned back in his chair and clasped his hands behind his neck with a sigh and an apologetic shrug.

"That's exactly what you said last time. Do you expect me to believe you?"

"As I said, it's not my doing. Manchester contacted Bill because the NCB needs help, blue notice, August. You know that we cannot say no and that means...London calling, man," Kyle pointed out with a smile. "You should be grateful, it's a great opportunity. So just do your job there, return and get your promotion."

"Why don't you just send someone else and I get my promotion right now? We have many great undercover agents. Craig for example. He's crazy about British pussies. He'll love London." August straightened his tall body before crossing his arms in front of his broad chest that was forced into a white button down shirt and a black suit jacket.

"No, Craig cannot go because they want you in this operation. They asked explicitly for Agent August Walker. That's a huge appreciation of your work and a big compliment. You're only 27, August, not many FBI agents are this well known and respected at such a young age." Kyle sat up straight, mirroring August's body language.

"I don't give a shit about their respect and appreciation. I know my worth and I know I'm your best agent. I've worked very hard to get where I stand now... just one step away from becoming a CIA agent," August said angrily, his brows furrowed, his eyes dark. "Fuck, Kyle...why use an American agent in a purely British matter in the first place? They could easily…"

"Listen, August," Kyle cut in and he got up and walked around his desk to face his friend, "the thing is, I am not asking you to do this, okay? It's not a request, it's an order. There's no room to negotiate."

He gave him a friendly smile to temper his words before placing a hand on August's shoulder. "No hard feelings. It's…"

"It's the job. Yeah. I know." August took a step back and nodded his head slowly, curling his lip. He had heard his boss say these words so many times and he hated that line although he was perfectly aware that it was the truth. That was the way it worked. They got orders, they did the job, no matter what. He took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes for a moment, feeling a bad headache brewing behind his forehead.

"I have already talked to Sloane about this. Erica seconds the motion by Interpol because she wants you to prove yourself in another operation abroad. If you are successful you will be part of her team. It's simple, Walker. Just don't fuck this up."

"I've never fucked anything up,” August snarled, clenching his teeth, his jaw grinding.

"See, that's exactly why they want you,” Kyle answered with a triumphant smile.

****

"Lu!" Adam Mayfield knocked impatiently on the bathroom door. "Get ready. We're going to be late." He glanced at his Rolex with an annoyed sigh before he straightened his tuxedo jacket and adjusted his bow tie for the umpteenth time. "God damn, this meeting is important." He banged his fist against the door again and rolled his eyes when he heard her muffled voice behind the bathroom walls. "Just a minute, Adam."

Although he was really a little angry that it took her so long to get ready, they weren't actually late, in fact there was more than enough time to meet up with his clients at The London Opera. He had just said that to make her hurry up. Lu had the tendency to dawdle around, she got easily distracted and it was his responsibility to help her with that bad habit and usually it worked well.

Compared to the woman she was when they had met at a party more than five years ago, she had improved her behavior a lot, thanks to his efforts and his strict education. She had been common as muck when they started dating, an ordinary working class girl, smart but not a bit sophisticated, pretty but with no sense of fashion or taste, ambitious but without any connections. He had changed that, he had moulded her into the beautiful, stylish, refined and cultured woman she was now. She was his work, his success, his pride...she was his.

When the door of the bathroom that was adjacent to the master bedroom finally swung open, the welcoming sight of his fiancee interrupted his thoughts and picked up his spirits immediately.

"Wow, this was worth the wait." He eyed her up and down with a smirk and leaned in for a kiss but she stopped him with her hands pressed against his narrow chest.

"No, you're gonna ruin my make-up, darling." Lu smiled at him and spinned around to present him her dress. The black, belted Burberry gown was elegant and classy. High-necked on the front but with a low back that showed off lots of her perfect, lightly tanned skin. Chaste and sexy at the same time, just the way Adam liked it.

"That dress is stunning, baby. You look wonderful." He grabbed her by her waist and pulled her close to leave a sensual kiss on her slim neck while his hands wandered to her ass where they rested for a moment before they squeezed her firm cheeks. "I really hope you're not wearing any panties."

Lu freed herself from his embrace with a frown and stepped in front of the large wall mirror opposite of their king-size bed to check her reflection one last time, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.

"Of course I'm wearing panties. We're going to the opera with your VIP clients." She walked to her dressing table and took the diamond-encrusted, leaf-shaped brooch Adam had given her for their five years anniversary on New Year's Eve. "Would you help me with this?"

Adam took the piece of jewelry from her slim hand and pinned it carefully on her dress, right above her heart. He kissed her tenderly but his expression was stern when he spoke. "Strip it off."

Lu's eyes grew wide. "What?"

"You heard me. Get rid of your thong. I know you're wearing one of these slutty, tiny g-strings to make sure your look is flawless and your underwear doesn't show under your dress." His face hardened slightly, yet his voice remained soft and smooth.

"But…"

"Don't test me, Lu,” he said slowly, still smiling but screwing up his beautiful grey eyes. "I want you naked underneath that dress in case I want to have a little fun with you tonight. I mean, we both know Rigoletto is gonna be boring as fuck, we may need a little distraction." He gave her a lewd smirk and with a tiny frown and a raise of his brows he motioned her to be obedient. "You don't want anything to get in my way, do you? Not even a little piece of lace, right?"

"Of course not, Adam," she answered softly with a smile she had to force onto her lips. Lu reached under her dress with shaking hands and pulled down her panties till they hit the floor so she could step out of them carefully, making sure they wouldn't get tangled up in her stiletto heels.

"Good girl," Adam said with a wolfish grin and with a sly smile he added, "you know what, baby? I think I'm going to have a little fun with you just now. My clients can wait."

Lu didn't even try to argue with him, knowing exactly that she was in a no-win situation. She closed her eyes and turned around, lifting up her dress, when she heard him unzip his fly.

****

While Adam Mayfield was fucking his fiancee in front of a mirror in one of the most exclusive penthouses in London, August Walker was having a bad coffee, sitting at a table in the plain and pretty ugly meeting room of their FBI department at the J. Edgar Hoover Building in Washington DC, listening to the explanations of Kyle and the lead of 'Operation Brutus', Christine Carpenter. He didn't like her much but he respected her competence and her leadership qualities and most of all he trusted her with giving him the perfect fake identity for the job in London.

"So, what do you have for me, Chris?" August looked at her with a smile, but his eyes gave away that he'd rather be somewhere else.

"Well, let me just explain the background first, okay?"

She pressed a button on her laptop and the handsome face of a young man appeared on the screen behind her.

"This", she nodded at the picture, "is Adam Arthur Clive Mayfield, 27 years old, only son of Alfred Mayfair and his late wife Erica, heir of the immense family fortune and the private bank Mayfield & Holmes, that was established by his ancestors more than 200 years ago. He is one of the most eligible bachelors in the United Kingdom, and one of the richest, too. His father officially still runs the family business but he isn't in the best state of health, so in fact Mayfield junior is the one who's at the helm. Unlike his father he's not a man of integrity, he's been on the radar of the British authorities for years. From dealing drugs and other minor crimes in his college years to insider trading, investor fraud, misappropriation and money laundering nowadays. He is a big fish, has connections all over the world, drug rings, gun runners, human traffickers, you name it."

"And the Brits are not able to catch him without my help?" August couldn't help but smirk cockily.

"Don't be so full of yourself, Walker. The problem is, he is a damn genius. IQ score beyond 150, very clever, very cautious, a strategic mastermind, always ahead of the authorities. They tried to infiltrate his business a few times but they failed miserably, so now they want to concentrate on his private life."

"And this is gonna be my part?"

"Exactly," Kyle said, getting up to join Christine in front of the screen. "He has a few bodyguards he always hires from an American agency. They are known for their discretion and loyalty and the bodyguards they place with their clients are the best of the best. Unfortunately one of his bodyguards died in an accident a week ago and now he needs a new one. Luckily, we have the owner of the agency by the balls for several major crimes. He cooperates or he will end up behind bars for the rest of his life."

"To cut a long story short, he will place you with Mayfield and you can become part of his daily life. Your job consists of monitoring and collecting information and data. I will give you an exact briefing later," Christine finished Kyle's explanations.

"So I will just be his lapdog?"

"Not his," Kyle grinned, "hers."

The picture on the screen changed, now showing a young, blonde woman. The second he saw her, he judged her.

He could tell what she was like, just by her looks, by the way she jutted her chin in the picture, by her perfectly manicured fingers, by her flawless make up and the expensive clothes. He knew women like her, a walking stereotype, the blond, beautiful Trophy Wife Barbie that's always by Millionaire Ken's side. Pretty on the outside, boring on the inside. Lame bimbos that only lived for showing off their designer clothes and it-bags, tripping around in high heels that cost more than he earned in a month, finding self-fulfilment in stupid things like designing overpriced furniture, running a yoga studio or doing charity stuff. Useless, needless but still blueprints for millions of girls who would literally give the shirt off their backs to catch themselves a rockstar, a famous actor, a hyped football player or just a rich heir.

"This is Mayfield's fiancee," Kyle said, pointing at the photo, "you're gonna be her personal bodyguard."

"How am I supposed to monitor him, when I have to be on her heels all the time?"

"You're gonna live with them, there will be lots of opportunities. Just make her trust you, we need her to open up, get her to talk. They've been together for years, she should know what he's involved in," Chris explained and she made it sound easy when in fact it wasn't only hard to gain a stranger's trust, in this case it was even dangerous.

"Alright. Tell me about her."

"Her name is Lucretia Johnson, 24 years old," Kyle started reading the memo.

"Lucretia?" August let out an amused snort.

"Yeah," Kyle grinned, "her mother seems to have a preference for strange names, her younger sister's called Petronilla."

"What the fuck?" August laughed out loud. "Is she some kind of Latin professor or something?"

"Well, first of all she's dead," Christine took over with a serious look on her face, she was notorious for her lack of humour, "and secondly, no, she was not a professor. She was an alcoholic and a complete mess. An irresponsible, uncaring mother who spent too much time fucking around and too little time taking care of her daughters. Petronilla was taken away from her when she was 15 and was handed over to youth welfare. Lucretia was 18 at the time and lived on the campus of the Chelsea College of Art and Design."

"So she's an artist, huh?" August knew the ridicule in his voice wasn't very professional but he just couldn't help it.

"Maybe, at least she has a master degree in curating and owns a little gallery in Covent Garden. Well, actually Mayfield owns it, she just runs it."

"So, to sum it up, she's made it from the daughter of a drunkard to the fiancee of one of the richest heirs in the kingdom. She's fucked her way to the top. I guess that's all I need to know about her."

"Don't be so sure, August. She seems to be smart," Kyle threw in, "I think there's more to her than the pretty face. It's just a gut feeling but I guess you'll find out soon enough."

August took a deep breath, rolling his eyes at Kyle. "Sure. She's the saint that sleeps with the devil."

"That's not what I said, mate. But whatever she is, you'll have to deal with it."

"What's my cover, Christine?" August wanted to know.

"Well, your alias was born in 1981, just like you, but on the fifth of May. Born and raised in Portland, Maine. Only child, mother deceased, not on speaking terms with his father, a mechanic who still lives in Portland. You can find the details of your early life and your family tree in the memo," she waved the file above her head before she continued. "Careerwise...ex military, ex cop, had some problems following the rules and respecting the law. Single, no ex-wifes, no kids. We kept it plain and simple. They will not dig deep anyway. According to the agency boss, Mayfield expects his bodyguards to be disciplined, always on duty, quiet and discreet. There's three of you. Benjamin Garner is Mayfield's watchdog and his personal assistant, Edward Landow was Johnson's guard you're gonna replace, Andrew Brown is the back-up. You and Garner live with them, Brown lives nearby with his girlfriend. There's other staff of course, a housekeeper, a cook, cleaners. No chauffeur, no butler, no assistant, that's all part of your job."

"Great," August let out an annoyed snort, "so basically I'm gonna be her servant."

"Basically," Chris fixed her gaze on August, "you're not gonna leave her side unless you're told to. Just be professional, stay in the background, prick up your ears, listen closely and be careful. No obvious nosing around. Their penthouse is a high tech fortress, including video monitoring, so just…"

"I know how to work undercover," August cut in impatiently, "just gimme that fucking file and let me do my job."

Christine gave him a pissed look but she handed him the document with a shrug and without further comment. August grabbed it from her hands, staring at the data of his new life, his new name and the composite sketch of his new look. He would have to stop shaving.

*****

tbc

#henry cavill #cavillry #henry cavill fandom #henry cavill fanfic #henry cavill fanfiction #august walker #august walker fanfiction #august walker x ofc #slow burn

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oh-nxts-and-bxlts · 2 years

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📺 + Diggy, how do you feel about your creator?

The asker is lucky that even the little 'bot's shadow isn't quite so low to the dirt that she would murder someone. However, a particularly sharp looking rock is still thrown at their head with enough force to audibly whizz past their noggin'. The shadow looks genuinely fuming, scowling at them with a look that seems to shout aloud that they had best watch their words.

"Watch. Your stupid. Flappy. Organic MOUTH. Ya' don't know NOTHIN' about what it's like ta' have a creator! So don't you dare bring your stupid questions to me and expect me ta' take it nicely!" The shadow sneers, fists clenching and unclenching as it begins to pace like a caged animal briefly, only for it to stop. As if nothing happened, its expression returns to its usual lack of emotion.

"There's no such thing as a robot master that feels "nice" about their creator. Ah've met a few folks in my time, made by more than a few different people. None of them exactly had a spotless relationship with the person that made them, or even anything remotely parental. A creator isn't a papa or a mama." Those last few words, the shadow spat out like they burned her metaphorical tongue. "They're not expected to protect you from the crap the universe throws at you, and neither should you expect it from them- normally, you're already plenty capable of handling that yourself. You're not meant to NEED a parent when ya' pop out of the factory already capable of holding a job. Ah've never met a "creator" that loved their creation like you truly love a human child. More like a piece of machinery you poured a lot of time and dedication onto. They don't owe you to love you."

"They're your owner, they're responsible for you in the same way someone's responsible for their dog peeing on people's garden fence, and they're responsible for delivering a 'bot that can do the job they promise. They fix you, they send you to work, and when it comes time for it, they press the off switch. And that's pretty much it. They are the ones that decide where your life starts and where it ends, so ah' guess it cancels out into you not owing them much at all."

"In that sense, ah' guess ah' had an alright creator. Kept me alive way longer than some other 'bots, but he was pretty cheap on maintenance. Heck, ah've still got a hip socket that creaks with rust when ah' move mah' leg at some angles, plus a bunch of other small issues that he never bothered to fix! Better that than decomission though, so you won't hear me complaining. Didn't care much about me getting picked on by anyone, so long as he didn't have to fix up whatever damage the twins did to me, and generally acted annoyed that I didn't just pretend he didn't exist."

"...Ah' hate him. Viscerally. It doesn't make sense, considering all that ah' said, but ah' profoundly hate him. Ah'm just a means of income to him. There was a time, he used to pay me mind. But, after a while, ah' realized he was mostly just curious about how the programming he created was evolving. He didn't appreciate my company, he didn't care that ah' was there or trying to engage with him. He made me with the same manneurisms, the same capacity for love, the same craving for companionship and approval as any normal kid, maybe a bit more. Ah' hate that ah'm smart enough to be aware of it, but that ah' was dumb enough to look for love where it wasn't gonna' be found. Ah' hate that ah'm smart enough to realize he made a kid pop into being, then got bored of it when he'd done all the testing he wanted."

"Creators are usually messy people. Lunatics driven by ideas and purpose, and not common sense. People who build personnalities out of little bits and pieces and don't really care how it turns out when they tinker to have the desired result. They're cruel. That's how it is. That's how the world is, and if you expect anything else, you're setting yourself up for heartbreak."

"...It has to be. Because if that's not the way things are, then why... what was the point behind me getting so hurt?"

#bravoman #ask meme

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settersprouts · 3 years

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꒦ ikanaide : chapter four ! ꒦

半神

. . : oikawa is the son of athena, while iwaizumi is the son of ares. both godly parents are known to be rivals, but what does that mean for their children ?

or, hq + percy jackson au, where oikawa is not the son of aphrodite for once, but people still think he is because he's pretty, and he's flattered and confused.

. . : okay hear me out, oikawa is known to be strategic and analytical, which is perfect for a descendant of athena. that is my reasoning for this alr dont attack me pls also, vv sorry this was late, i was feeling like shit all week and couldn't finish m sorry :((( hopefully you guys didn't wait too long :((

iwaizumi's about had enough of his bullshit.

his fists were shaking as he stood in front of his divine cabin, the front door ajar and an absolutely horrid smell wafting out from the cabin. he stepped closer to the cabin, stiffening even more as he pushed the door open the rest of the way. the whole place was absolutely trashed- both his and his other roommates' clothes mixed together in many piles on the floor. he could tell just from the strategically placed items all around the room that the place was definitely rigged with mediocre traps. nothing would kill him, but it would most likely maim him.

the demigod growled, stepping over the tripwires on the floor and grabbing his khopesh. it was charged with electricity, thanks to yū nishinoya from cabin one. in exchange for the many weapons the son of ares' crafted, the son of zeus would help charge a select few and give them back to him.

the added energy would definitely be helpful for when he beat the absolute shit of a certain demigod.

he was seething with bloodlust as he stepped out of his cabin, walking towards the beach, where he knew the person he was looking for would be.

and there he was. sitting in one of the little tide pools, talking with one of the sea nymphs. she was way too close to him, but oikawa didn't look like he minded in the slightest. or he didn't notice, one of the two.

she bent down to whisper in his ear, his pupils growing smaller in his brown eyes, and he let out a laugh. it was really melodic, which was common for a son of aphrodite. their beauty was immaculate, and they were practically irresistible to everyone, unless you had a decent sense of self control. iwaizumi knew that oikawa had the whole camp under his fingertips. except for him.

iwaizumi let out a groan, clenching his fists. fuck morales. he knew that his father and oikawa's mother were on really good terms, but he couldn't help but feel attracted to the absolute need to punch the brunette in the face. with a concrete slab. or choke him with aphrodite's famous scarf. one of the two.

he let out an animalistic growl, drawing the attention of oikawa and the unnamed sea nymph. oikawa blinked at him, unimpressed, while the nymph shrieked and dove back into the ocean with a splash. oikawa glanced at the bubbles where the nymph had disappeared, and let out an unamused sigh.

`oh, well, she was kind of boring anyways,` he said nonchalant, stepping out of the pool, buck-naked, without a care in the world. iwaizumi's eyes widened as he turned away almost immediately, his face flushing completely.

`what the hell do you think you're doing?` he seethed, his usual bark lacking no bite, since oikawa really couldn't see his facial expression.

the latter let out a chuckle. `calm down, you can turn around, now. i'm decent.`

forest-green eyes slowly darted back to the brunette's figure, pupils growing bigger in relief, as he realized that he really was decent. he was dressed in the atrociously bright orange camp half-blood shirt, and bleached denim jeans, rolled up to just above his ankles. his bead necklace was still wrapped around his neck snugly. it was extremely tighter than iwaizumi's, which hung down just over the scar on his left pec. he must've tightened it like a choker. it was kind of smart- usually, monsters with half a brain used those necklaces to pull demigods towards them if they couldn't grab their limbs. this tactic limited the amount of things they could grab on him.

iwaizumi would've never thought of that.

`so,` oikawa mused, folding his now damp towel. he must have used it to dry himself off while iwaizumi was looking away from him. `what do you need from me?`

the other demigod blinked, mouth forming an 'o' once he realized his reason for being there. he totally didn't forget that he wanted to sock oikawa in the face just because he saw him naked. `right. i have a bone to pick with you, oikawa.`

`oh? is that so?` the brunette smiled sweetly at him, his eyebrows furrowed in an act of confusion and innocence. disgusting.

iwaizumi stepped forward, whipping out the khopesh he had stuffed in his pocket. with a simple flick of his wrist, it extended. the contraption was thanks to someone in cabin number six, with the help of cabin nine- apparently, iwaizumi had saved someone dear to them, and he was given the khopesh as a thank you. however, the person never did reveal themself to iwaizumi. it was an athena cabin secret.

oikawa's brown eyes widened at the sight of the weapon, but that expression was quickly replaced with an amused sneer. `oh, what's this? you want to fight?`

`no, you're going to let me maim you in silence, i refuse to fight someone as weak as you.` iwaizumi retorted, fists clenching. the brunette gawked, his mouth agape in a silent shout.

`weak? excuse me? i'm far from weak. just because you come from cabin five, doesn't mean you're higher than everyone else.` he replied, sticking his nose high up in the air. `i'll have you know, i've won many tournaments against your cabin.`

iwaizumi rolled his eyes. `yeah, because you always cheat and sneak over to athena's group.`

`i don't cheat! and i don't have to sneak over to athena's group, i have a place there you know!` oikawa shrieked, whipping out a dagger and pointing it at iwaizumi threateningly. however, the latter remained unphased, which pissed the brunette off even more.

`yeah. sure, and what's that?` iwaizumi said, letting one of his eyebrows raise. if rules served him correctly, there was no teaming allowed in any game at camp half-blood, unless stated otherwise. however, he always saw oikawa with athena's group, but he let it slide, thinking the ares' cabin would win anyways. he was, unfortunately, very wrong.

oikawa blinked. `are you stupid? athena's my mother.`

`huh?` the son of ares' stepped back a bit, glaring at the other. `you- athena's son? but- you're-`

`pretty? yeah, i get that a lot.` oikawa sheathed his dagger, stretching out his muscles. `people mistake me for the son of aphrodite way too much. it's kind of annoying, actually. there's a lot more to me than my face,` he mused, glaring at iwaizumi. `looks like you're no different from the rest of them. shame. i actually took a liking to you.`

the other stood there, unmoving, confusion lining every forehead wrinkle. `what are you saying? there's no way-`

oikawa sighed. `i should've known you were going to be hard to convince. look, i'm the son of athena, and the current ruler of the cabin. if you don't believe me, ask my cabin mates. they'll tell you.`

`then who the hell's trashing my cabin?` iwaizumi seethed, still not convinced by oikawa's truths.

the latter let out a melodic laugh. `i thought that was obvious. i saw some of hermes' cabin sneak out to yours during lunch. makes sense, they're always trying to pull pranks on everyone and see their reactions. yours was most likely the best one of them all.` oikawa smiled, his eyes twinkling as he walked away. `well, while it was fun talking to you, i have to go. it's getting dark, and i'd rather not get caught being out past curfew.`

iwaizumi looked up to the sky to find out that he was, in fact, right. the sky was slowly darkening, the sun almost disappearing at the horizon. the green-eyed demigod let out a sigh, turning to glare at oikawa, to find out he was long gone.

`..damn it!`

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`can you believe he's even athena's cabin ruler?` takahiro hanamaki muttered lowly to his fellow cabin mate, issei matsukawa, who also stood in front of a very emotional toorū oikawa. he had been ranting about how he was sick of everyone mistaking him for a son of aphrodite, and when his cabin mate shigeru yahaba said it could've been a compliment, the hysterics had gotten even worse.

fortunately, the 18-year-old had tired himself out, and was now resorting to laying on his bed and blinking the tears out of his eyes.

matsukawa sighed. `no. i can't. not when he's like this.`

`i can hear you, 'ya know.` oikawa muttered, tear-filled chocolate brown eyes turning to them accusingly. `you can't even act like you're tired of me, you just got here.`

`true,` hanamaki replied, kneeling down next to his dear friend. `but according to yahaba, you've been complaining about this for the past forty-five minutes. don't you think that's a tad bit excessive?`

oikawa sat up abruptly. `no! well- maybe. but it's so stupid!` he exclaimed, fists furrowing in his fluffy brown locks. `i don't act like aphrodite at all! i don't even look like her, but i'm pretty and that's the only reason people need to lump me in with that cabin. i actually liked iwa. of course, he's just like the rest.`

`oh.` matsukawa snapped his fingers, pointing at oikawa. `he's the guy who rescued kiyo and takeru, right?`

the brunette shuddered. `right. that memory just gives me chills.` he thought back to that day, where a gorgon had came across oikawa while he was taking his sister and nephew shopping. the gorgon smelled him, and realized he was a son of athena, and attacked the group, leaving oikawa bruised and bloodied while he took kiyo and takeru as prisoners. however, a group of demigods from camp half-blood on a quest sensed the violence occurring, and rushed to the scene as quick as possible. iwaizumi was amongst the group, but he had taken off after the gorgon, and didn't get a good look at oikawa's face.

when the group returned to camp, oikawa had made the khopesh iwaizumi had sported, and left it on his bed while he was out training with his cabin mates. he also left a thank-you note, but didn't sign it, hoping to leave his identity anonymous.

`yeah, why don't you just tell him that you're a relative to kiyo and takeru? the whole camp knows about that quest, so if iwaizumi knows your identity, everyone else will too. people won't mistake you for a descendant of aphrodite anymore,` hanamaki supplied, reaching into the tupperware of ambrosia oikawa was given (he had started a fight with kyōtani from ares' cabin to relieve his stress- both parties sporting the same amount of cuts and bruises) and popping a bit into his mouth.

oikawa shrugged, snatching back the tupperware before hanamaki could steal any more. if a demigod ate too much of the sweet, healing treat, they could get extremely sick. `yeah, maybe. but,` oikawa grinned, turning to his two friends that stood by his bedside, `beating him at capture-the-flag tomorrow sounds way more fun.`

the two boys sighed, smiling at the sight of their best friend with a much happier mood. capture-the-flag with demigods was always a very violent and extreme sport, but all cabins ended up having a lot of fun playing the game. and, no matter what side the athena cabin was on, they always ended up winning. no one could remember a time where they lost.

beating the ares' cabin was going to be a piece of cake for oikawa.

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`you seem on edge, iwaizumi.` ushijima had muttered to the demigod, taking a seat beside the other. they were currently stationed in the middle of the forest, with the job of guarding the red flag. `do you want to talk about it?`

iwaizumi glanced at his companion. under the absolutely atrocious battle helmet was a look of concern and worry for his friend. the dark-haired demigod let out a sigh, nodding slightly. `yeah. i'm just.. shaken up, i guess.`

`how so?`

`well..` iwaizumi pondered, trying to figure out the best words and phrases to lay his point across. `i pissed off one of the sons' of aphrodite here, because apparently, he's the son of athena, and not aphrodite. like, what the fuck? the dude even acts like the deviled spawn of her, so i don't understand why he's so pressed.`

ushijima nodded, listening intently. `you mean toorū oikawa, right?`

iwaizumi gaped. `how the hell did you know that?`

`i made the same mistake you did, thinking he was a descendant of aphrodite.` ushijima mused, looking up to the sky. the clouds reflected in his olive-coloured eyes, but were less noticeable than the clouds reflecting in oikawa's eyes. `when he had first came to camp half-blood, he was called weak by one of our cabin-mates. he challenged him to a duel and won. i then told him he should have been a descendant of ares, not one of aphrodite. he would have a rightful place here, with us.`

`oh? what'd he say, then?`

the olive-haired demigod shuddered. `he slapped me. very hard. and then yelled at me, saying he was a son of athena, not aphrodite. he apparently doesn't like being addressed as a child of aphrodite.`

a sharp wolf-whistle came from the trees. ushijima and iwaizumi stood up, quickly switching to a fighting stance. iwaizumi clenched his khopesh as the figure who was listening to their whole conversation emerged from the trees.

and of course, it was fucking oikawa.

`y-you?` iwaizumi shouted, almost dropping his weapon. `how long were you there?`

the brunette stretched, calm despite the fact that a sword and a khopesh were both aiming at his chest. `i heard the whole conversation. i've been watching you two for quite some time, now.`

ushijima stepped forward as to greet oikawa, but faltered. his eyes widened, and he turned around. leaning on the flag they were supposed to protect was a silver-haired male holding a celestial-bronze axe. his honey-brown eyes met ushijima's olive-green ones, and a corrupt smile split his face. `finally. you noticed me. i was wondering how to get your attention.`

iwaizumi turned around to see the second attacker, letting out an almost animalistic growl. `it's a fucking ambush.`

`correct~` oikawa mused, taking out his dagger and smiling at the other. `however, suga-chan isn't allowed to touch you. i wanted to do all the dirty work myself.`

the silver-haired demigod nodded. `my only purpose here is to take the flag once oikawa defeats you. he requested to fight you both at the same time.`

oikawa nodded, flicking a little switch on his dagger iwaizumi hadn't noticed before. as soon as he did so, he dropped the dagger, and it extended into a much longer weapon. the other demigod scanned it, recognizing the weapon to be a scythe. 'suga-chan' smiled at the sight, meeting iwaizumi's questioning eyes. `you guys better be prepared. he hasn't lost a duel since he came here.`

the brunette nodded, pointing at ushijima with a smile before lunging at the demigod. before the latter could even react, oikawa had connected his foot with ushijima's abdomen, sending the demigod flying. he landed on his back with a gasp, having the air knocked out of him. iwaizumi's eyes widened- he hadn't even been able to react either. that was how fast oikawa was.

ushijima sat up quickly, blocking oikawa's attack with his sword. the other demigod smiled sweetly, twisting the scythe and yanking ushijima's sword out of his hand. it landed in the dirt a couple yards away.

iwaizumi growled, running at oikawa with his khopesh up high. the brunette turned around, unamused, sidestepping iwaizumi's attack and tapping at the end of his weapon. the khopesh hissed and groaned, a net pooling out from the back end, trapping iwaizumi in the knots. the demigod gasped, writhing around in the trap. `wh-what the hell?`

`you seem to be confused. could it be,` oikawa laughed, `that you didn't even know that was there?`

`s-shut up! how the hell did you know anyways?`

oikawa deadpanned. `i made the stupid thing. i think i would know every little thing there is to know about it.`

the dark-haired son of ares stared at his attacker, watching as he stalked over to suga and ripped the flag out of the ground. the brunette turned and smiled sweetly at his victims, waving. `well, see you.`

the two demigods sprinted off, laughing at the shouts coming from behind them.

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`i can't believe him!` iwaizumi kicked the boulder, ignoring the pain from doing so. `he's so fucking insufferable! but i can't even do anything about it, because apparently he made this stupid weapon-` he waved the khopesh in the air, `-and i have to be grateful, but he's making it so goddamn hard!`

kyōtani glanced at the demigod, popping another piece of ambrosia in his mouth. he was still recovering from his fight with oikawa earlier. `you didn't know he made that for you? i thought it was obvious.`

the other glared at his cabin mate, confusion in his eyes. `what do you mean?`

`well,` kyōtani chewed the left over ambrosia in his mouth and swallowed, before continuing. `i'm pretty sure he has a crush on you, or something. he's been watching your duels ever since he came back with your group.`

`what group?`

`the quest you had a while ago.` kyōtani muttered under his breath, probably ridiculing iwaizumi. `you saved his sister and nephew from a gorgon. remember that?`

iwaizumi deadpanned, the memories all but flooding back to him now. `that was him?`

`that was him.`

`so he really is a son of athena?`

kyōtani nodded.

`..fuck, i'm an idiot.`

`i know.`

─── demigods.

#oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #kyotani kentaro #yahaba shigeru #sugawara kōshi #sugawara koushi #ushijima wakatoshi #takeru oikawa #oikawa's sister #percy jackson au #demigods #gorgon

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its-chelisey-stuff · 3 years

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Tale of the Nine Tailed ep 12, nonsense live commentary

Omg It's really them! Her parents! They're just in shock

Aww Yeon's giving them space🥺

Rang and Yuri are adorable. I seriously mourn that they weren't a thing sorry vet

Omg he bit her hahaha

They're so cute 😩

She kissed him omg please stop making me ship them, drama.

Yeon and Jiah's call is soooo cute! Why are they so adorable?

Jiah's having a nightmare. Imoogi is there. Great. It's a date.

Well, if anyone knows Imoogi's secrets is this ahjushi

Lol I just realized Jiah doesn't know she has a piece of Imoogi inside of her. Yeon, you need to tell her

"My mom and dad want to meet my boyfriend." "That's me" istg so adorable!

Shit! No! What is Imoogi doing at the vet's?😱 Pleaseeeeee don't kill the vet! Oh is something worse, he just compelled him

He asked the friends how to impress the parents. He looks like a prince.

😱😂😳😂🤦🏻‍♀️ He bought them a car!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA

Yeon do you freaking lack common sense? This whole dinner is bananas 🤣

Imoogi is gonna go compelling all of Yeon's friends. We're so screwed. And even Yuri

Oh fuck. NOOOOOO, RANG!!!!😭

Don't talk about babies and marriage, you two! Doom is about to fall upon us

Couple rings! God damnit!😭😭

I fucking hate you Imoogi. Please die

Yeon is so smart. He always knows what Imoogi is doing/thinking

What are you gonna do, Yeon? Time's running out

Aww the kiddo knows how to nurse Rang

Oh, Yuri. She just lost all the cherries. All those people's souls got lost for nothing

This freaking ahjushi needs to die. Such a weasel.🙄

Fuck. Imoogi found Jiah's friends😱

What? A date? You freaking psycho! Eww

Imoogi's story it's creepy, terrifying and heartbreaking at the same time. Feeling conflicted...

Oh no! Yeon, don't! I have a bad feeling about this

"Let me take you out instead" 🤣 he actually said "From now on date me" but it's still funny

FUCK. JIAH WENT FULL IMOOGI NOOOOO

Wow. What a ride. Like last ep, I'm still processing it all. So all of that was part of waking Imoogi up. Lol it's funny because if Yeon knew he was doing it he wouldn't have done it. Or maybe yes since Jiah was in danger? Who knows.

Jiah and Yeon communicate so well, it's amazing. Like, you know it's supposed to be this way in a relationship but couple dramas are hardly ever like this, so this dynamic is a shock, overall.

I LOVE THIS DRAMA! It's a perfect example of how a drama should use mythology in fantasy genre, what elements you should borrow and how you should exploit them and when. And it's freaking amazing. *Chef's kiss* A true delight.

I guess this was always going to be how their story came towards its end. It was tragedy in the past and it will be tragedy this time because, when you think about it, they didn't really do anything different. I mean, Yeon should've listened to Taluipa when she told him to stay away from Jiah. But of course, that was never going to happen. And it was Jiah, the one who went literally into his house from ep 1. There was never going to be another outcome. Not when it came to falling in love with each other. That part is fate.

But the way everything ends, the final battle, can still go a different way. Yeon is smarter now. Jiah is different from Aeum (both badasses in their own right but I think Aeum was bounded by the ways of her time and upbringing as a royal). And they're not alone. They have people on their side. At least I wanna believe so (also, pls don't let Rang die just yet😭). There will be casualties to come out of this, but I still think OTP will have it's happy-ish ending.

#tale of the nine tailed #lee dong wook #jo bo ah #kim bum #lee taeri #kdrama #kdrama commentary

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oumakokichi · 7 years

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What do you mean every character in ndrv3 has a duality or lie behind them they're keeping? What are Ki-bo's, Angie's, Tenko's, Himiko's, Gonta's and Iruma's lies. I bring these six up for being the only ones i couldn't find a lie for, im interested in seeing what their duality is.

It’s all probably a subjective matter, but I feel that evenwith these six characters there are definitely ways to read a certain dualityinto them! The fun thing about “lies” in ndrv3 is that it doesn’t necessarilymean the characters are actively lying or trying to deceive people aboutthemselves. Sometimes the “lie” can be an aspect of their personality that eventhey’re not aware of, or simply a drastic difference in how they’re perceivedby others versus the way they actually think or feel or act.

Kiibo is one of the easiest to start with on this list—he hastwo talents by the end of the game (SHSL Robot and SHSL Hope… well, HopeRobot technically) and his entire character centers around the duality ofwanting to live and be treated as a normal high schooler while actually beingdragged around as a puppet on strings. Because he’s so tied to the killing gameshow itself and functions as an unwitting audience proxy, there’s definitely ajuxtaposition between how Kiibo himself wants to live and how he’s being usedand manipulated.

Not only that, but when he loses his ahoge (actually anantenna by which the audience votes to control certain actions of his) at theend of Chapter 5, he features a drastic switch in personality. The side ofKiibo that was willing to make super hard sacrifices and blow up an entireschool if need be was definitely always there, but constantly undermined andsilenced by the input of audience votes functioning as his “inner voice.” There’s definitely a sense of duality betweenKiibo as we see him without anyone controlling him or trying to override hisown decisions, and Kiibo as he is once his ahoge is restored, made to feelguilty for having wanted to end the killing game and compelled to follow thewhole “hope vs. despair” dialogue.

With Angie, I would say her duality lies in the wholeemphasis on her character as this fervent, true believer vs. the fact that she’sundeniably a manipulator and someone who uses her religion and her talent bothin order to try and get what she wants. The thing that makes Angie so scary, asTenko points out in Chapter 3, is the fact that she does believe in her godwith all her heart. She does lie and manipulate and try and use people to dothings so she doesn’t have to, but it’s all the more frightening because at hercore, she also refuses to deny that her god is there and “exists” verystrongly.

She believes most of the stuff she preaches, even as shemakes some of it up on the spot, and that makes her a dangerous force to bedealt with. Not only that, but the implication that her artistic powers havesome of the same brainwashing capabilities that Mitarai’s do makes it evenscarier that she can actually “paint a picture” of whatever god it is that peoplewant to see. At her core, she’s rather like Himiko in the sense of veryfrantically, emphatically defending the existence of her god just as Himikodoes the same for the existence of magic.

With Tenko, the duality point is probably the weakest—I’dsay Tenko is one of the most straightforward and honest characters in theentire game. That’s very much the point with her, as her “wear your emotions onyour sleeve” motto is exactly what inspires Himiko to live more strongly in theend. But there’s still a case to be made for Tenko having a sort of duality inher general character.

While many of the other characters, as well as the fandomitself, rather expected Tenko to be generally unfair, rude, and horrible to theguys in the group early on in the game, she subverts these expectations bybeing one of the fairest characters (along with Kiibo) who is willing to protectpretty much everyone and sympathizes rather openly with other people’ssuffering. Tenko is juxtaposed as this very brave, physically strong girl whoalso has a softer side.

In addition to being an aikido expert, she’s also interestedin becoming an idol in her FTEs—in a sense, her “tough fighter girl vs. moresubdued sweet girl” aspect reminds me a bit of Sakura. It makes sense,considering the two of them are both martial artist characters andprotector-types as well.

With Himiko, there’s quite a lot in her entire character arcthat focuses on the fact that she’s certainly not honest with herself,especially not at first. Her lack of honesty about her own feelings is why she’stoo tired and lazy to express herself in front of other people, and a lot ofthis seems to tie in with her fears of getting hurt following her master’sdisappearance, which she talks a little bit about in her FTEs.

Himiko largely acts apathetic or unaware about thesituations that unfold around her for most of Chapters 1 through 3. Even whenothers, like Tenko, clearly admire her and want to get close to her, she’s putoff by what she perceives as Tenko sort of looking down on her and assuming shecan’t do anything on her own and needs to be protected (even though this isn’thow Tenko intends her feelings to come across at all). And the idea of openingup to people only to get hurt in the end definitely causes Himiko to continueacting and behaving very lazily all-around.

It’s not until Ouma openly accuses her of being thisdishonest with her own feelings even after Tenko’s death in the Chapter 3post-trial that Himiko actually breaks down and confronts her grief andloneliness openly. She focuses on adhering much more to Tenko’s open and honeststyle of living, but it’s still hard for Himiko to move past that part of herselfthat would rather hide things from others and never openly emote or join in ongroup pastimes. This, plus the juxtaposition of her being an entertainer atheart even though she seems so lazy and uninspired, constitutes as a certainduality in her character.

Like Tenko, Gonta is a bit harder to make a case for havinga certain duality to his character, but I believe there’s still room tointerpret a little. Especially in Chapter 4, as we see the juxtapositionbetween Gonta as he is without remembering anything, and the VR world avatarGonta who remembers absolutely everything about what he saw in the rememberlight and decided to willingly help Ouma murder Miu after being traumatized bythe state of the outside world. Both Gontas were still undeniably the real one(contrary to misinformation and fake translations that the VR world Gonta was “hacked”or “mind controlled”); the only difference was the lack of memories.

With Gonta, there’s also very much a difference between howhe’s perceived by the rest of the group vs. how he perceives himself. Gontawants more than anything to be useful to others, but is completely unsure ofhow to do so. Without having a role in the group or something he can help outwith, he feels absolutely, 100% useless. Meanwhile he’s perceived aswell-meaning and likable by the others—but it’s true that they all tend to kindof assume that he just doesn’t have that much that he can help out with, exceptfor maybe being really physically strong. This sad juxtaposition between Gontafeeling useless and helpless and the rest of the group liking him without quiteincluding him or talking to him about things because they assume he just wouldn’tunderstand is part of what makes his death so tragic, in my opinion.

Finally, with Miu, there’s quite a lot of duality with herstatus in the group and behavior vs. the actual usefulness of her talent.Despite the fact that she certainly has a big mouth and a distinct lack of commonsense, she’s very smart where itcounts. Her talent is absolutely nothing to sneeze at: it’s one of the mostuseful talents we’ve seen in any DR game, up there perhaps with Chihiro’s. Theability Miu has to literally invent her way out of any situation makes her apowerful ally, as Ouma picked up on—and also a formidable enemy, which was partof the problem in Chapter 4.

Miu certainly didn’t seemlike the type of character who would be absolutely essential to gettingeveryone out of the killing game. Aside from her (very, very reluctant)agreement to help set up the cameras in Chapter 1 for Saihara and Kaede, thefact that she was so obviously not a team player and so brash and rude and loudmade it seem as if she was mostly going to be around only in a comic reliefsort of scenario. But as it turns out, her inventions are the most essentialthing to getting the rest of the group through the game alive, and what allowsthem to uncover the truth for themselves in Chapter 6. There’s a certain ironyin the fact that a character who was so paranoid and distrusting of others wasactually one of the most necessary people in the group by the end of the game.

Not only that, but Miu is all about talking big and actingvery arrogantly, only to back down at the slightest provocation. The fact thatshe likes having people talk back toher and getting bossed around is, I think, meant to highlight the fact that she’sgot a paper-thin façade of toughness and once you scratch that a little, she’spretty timid (and she’s got a bunch of kinks, but that’s a given).

This is just how I see it, of course! It’s all a matter ofcharacter interpretation, but I feel like the point of ndrv3’s cast being socomplex and interesting is exactly what makes it fun to pick things apart likethis. Thank you for asking, and I hope I could clear up your question!

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