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BTS reaction to their GF annoys them for attention

Anonymous said :

BTS reaction when their s/o is bored so she’s trying to annoy them in order to get scolded, thank u :)))

Hi lovely~thanks for requesting ! .. here’s your requested reaction and I hope you like it >< .

Jin :

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*just ignore the caption >< *

Jin was focused on the dish he was experimenting with for hours. You were becoming annoyed, he had promised to watch a movie with you but he was too caught up. You finally decided to get up and go to him.

“Jin?” His focus never shifted from the vegetables he was chopping, You rolled your eyes.

“Oppa” you whined but you still didn’t get any reaction from him.

You noticed he had some chicken on the counter and a light bulb went off in your head. So you begun to eat the pieces of chicken, his attention shifted to you.  

“Stop eating all the chicken” but you just continued .

“Stop eating the chicken already, I’ve been trying to do something nice for us” you felt bad for doing that.

You stopped immediately and wrapped your arms around his waist .

“I’m sorry, is there any way I can help?”

“Well you can start by cooking some more chicken” .

Suga :

Yoongi had been up in bedroom since this morning. You had just finished cooking dinner and didn’t want to eat alone.

You went up to the bedroom, knocked on the door but there was no answer. You opened the door, Yoongi laid motionless on the bed .

“Yoongi?” He responded with a grumble .

Sometimes you truly hated it when he stayed in bed for this long. You sat on top of him, his eyes shot open. He glared at you .

“Can’t you let me rest, I haven’t been sleeping well because of the door. Get off of me now Y/N” his words struck your heart, you got up and went back to the kitchen .

You sat at the table picking at your food, Yoongi’s hand fell onto your shoulders .

“I’m sorry, you know I hate not getting sleep” you looked up at him .

“It’s alright I should have been more considerate. I made food” he kissed you on your forehead .

“Thank you jagiya” .

J-Hope :

Boredom was the word to describe what you were feeling. Hoseok had been practicing the same dance over and over again. You were stuck at the dance studio since you and him were supposed to go out.

You played with the keys of the laptop, Hoseok was midway through the song. You stopped the song, it got you a sigh from him. You started it again and he continued, a minute passed before you stopped it again .

“Stop that Y/N I’m trying to practice and you’re being really annoying” you rolled your eyes and started the song once again, you left the room in frustration .

“Y/N!, where are you going?” .

“Home” you didn’t stop walking ,Hoseok ran up to you and grabbed your hand .

“You promised we’d go somewhere ” he sighed .

“I’m so sorry jagiya. How about I take you out to eat?” you smiled .

“You’re paying” you sped away from him with a laugh .

Namjoon :

You were laying on the couch eating chips and watching TV. Ever since Namjoon got home he’d been in his studio, leaving you alone.

Your annoyance was through the roof, hadn’t seen him in weeks and as soon as you did he hid himself away. So you were hurt and most of all bored .

You went up to his studio, he was sitting in front of the computer, his eyes glued to the screen.

You spun around his chair, so he looked up at you with a frown .

“I’m busy Y/N, I don’t have time right now I need you to leave” you were caught off .

You left the room rolling your eyes, Namjoon wrapped his arm around your waist before you could go outside.

“I’m sorry babe, I didn’t mean to be so mean and I’m sorry for not giving you any attention” he kissed you cheek .

“Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?” You smirked .

“Well I’ve really been craving pizza” he chuckled .  

“Alright pizza it is, my treat” .

Jimin :

Four hours, Jimin had been dancing for four hours straight. How he did that amazed you.  

However seeing him do the same dance over and over again had become aggregating.

You finally grew weary of this, your eyes scanned the room. You begun to whine his name repeatedly, he groaned when he couldn’t take it anymore .

“Behave yourself Y/N I need to get this right” you released groan of your own .

“You got it right the first time, stop stressing” he chuckled .

“Why don’t you come help me ” he held his hand out for you which you took happily .

V :

Originally posted by lesbianjimin

Taehyung had been playing video games for the whole day, leaving you on your own.  

You rolled your eyes at him as he shouted. You walked over to the computer and unplugged

“Why did you do that, I was almost done” you folded you arms and walked away .

“Whatever Taehyung” your ears caught the sound of your favourite video game .

“Oh jagiya. I’m pretty sure I’ll beat you again” he waved a controller .

“You’re on” you grabbed the controller and sat next to him .

Jungkook :

Jungkook begun to sing again, you passed your hands roughly through your hair .

You sunk into the couch, the constant changing in the pitch of his voice was horribly annoying now. At first it sounded wonderful but now you just wanted peace and quiet .

“Jungkook shut up already!” His voice stopped ,he appeared next to you

“Y/N are you serious?, can you not bother me” .

“Your voice sounds like nails on a chalkboard right now” .

“And you sound better” you gave him an uninterested look, he dropped himself next to you and smirked .

“How about we sing together?” He rested his head on your shoulder ,you turned up the volume on the TV .

“How about we watch TV” you placed the bowel of popcorn you were eating on his lap .

“Well I did need a break” he stuffed his mouth with popcorn .

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Eyes on Me

Summary: You like Bucky, and Bucky likes you. Thing is, he hasn’t told you yet. Seeing as how you won’t be getting a confession any time soon, you focus your attention elsewhere.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 7469

Warnings: Jealous!Bucky, swearing

A/N: I’m basing this idea on the “signals” I got from this guy in my grade 11 year that I was too scared to act on. I enjoy High School!AUs.

It all started last year in grade nine. You had your scheduled mailed to you a month before, you had purchased your uniform in advance, and you even knew a few friends from your elementary school attending your high school as well. Your locker was on the first floor in the science wing, your teachers were all impeccably nice, and you were on your best behaviour. You made two friends, and went home smiling, and said for the first time ever that you loved school. Everything went surprisingly smooth, except for one fine detail.

Bucky Barnes.

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I am your Romeo-Peter Parker

Request @cantshakethenoiseinsidemybones while clichéd maybe you could do one where the reader and Peter are picked to a love scene in Romeo and Juliet and sparks begin to fly.

I really loved this request and got really into it once I started writing, I hope you like it.

English Class, one of my favourite classes, I waked into the room and immediately headed toward the back, which is were I would normally sit. Today we are continuing work on the Shakespeare play Romeo and Juliet, I loved Shakespeare however his work was somewhat cheesy. We had begun work on Act 3 and the teacher decide to assign us groups and give us a scene to interpret from Act 2. I was actually really excited as English was one of my strong suits.

“Alright Class, the groups go as follows, “she began rattling off a list of names and which scene they got, I only listened for mine “And finally, Y/N your with…Peter Parker on Act 2 Scene 2 , I expect your re-en&hellip; &rdquo; she trailed off into the background of my head, No, I thought Scene 2…Scene 2 you have got to be joking. We got the Balcony scene, most soppily romantic scene in the entire play. Peter looked just as embarrassed as he hesitantly turned around and smiled at me, whilst me and Peter were friends and I admittedly have a slight crush on him, this is just ridiculous.

“Hey Peter, wait!” I yelled down the corridor after the final bell rang. He slowed down as I caught up to him. “I was thinking we could practice the scene for English tonight”

“Oh of course, you could come to mine around 4ish and we could get to work” he said sheepishly, I had been to Peters house often to study, this should not be any different, Right.

I knocked on the door at around 4o'clock, and I was immediately greeted with an enthusiastic Aunt May “Y/N good to see you, how are you? "She did not even pause for an answer, "Peter is in his room waiting for you, he seems happy your his partner” she beamed at me one last time as I entered his room.

“Y/N your here” he said smiling at me, looking excited about my arrival.

I pulled out my play book and sat down on the bed beside him and we both leaned back against the wall as we clutched our play books. I flipped to Act 2 Scene 2 and he did the same.

“So since I am a girl I will nominate myself as Juliet, unless you feel to be more feminine out of us” I giggled at my own joke.

“Alright Juliet so that means I am your Romeo” he said smiling as we gazed into each others eyes.

“Um…Okay” I cleared my throat “Shall we start reading the scene ?Your first Romeo” I smiled.

“He jests at scars that never felt a wound” He reads it aloud in a failing attempt at a manly voice, making me laugh “Juliet appears above in a window” returning to his own when he spoke the stage direction. I laughed again at his attempt at the manly voice, it made him smile.

“But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?” He says “It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. Be not her maid since she is envious. Her vestal livery is but sick and green,And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off !"As he read out the passage his voice changed to soft and sincere, he gazed into my eyes with his attempt at secret glances down to my lips. I had not noticed but we had slowly been edging toward one another, we were so close I felt his breath on my face.

He returned his eyes to the Play, scanning through the next passage. We once again locked eyes, slowly edging closer, he then said gently "It is my lady. Oh, it is my love.” Our lips were touching now and I felt his hand brush away a strand of hair that had fallen over my face,“Oh Juliet, we should not” he said smirking and as he finally allowed our lips to fall into a kiss.

“OOOOkay kids, I just wanted to check I am going to put on some pizzzzz….ahhhhh” Aunt May had come crushing into his room looking now very flustered as she quickly slammed the door shut after noticing me and Peter.

anonymous asked:

do you think TLJ will see hux dying? personally, I feel as if they’ve build this character up to have so much potential to the plot story-wise, but from what i’ve noticed, dom has had a lot of time to be in other films :0

Of course, I sincerely hope not because I want another two years of this glorious fandom. But…I think you’re right to stay that the fact that they’ve built his character up (at least giving him some backstory in the novels, a first name, and some screen time in the behind-the-scenes feature) and put him in the Vanity Fair cover, there’s good evidence that he’ll be a serious villain instead of just cannon fodder. After all, he represents the First Order’s military arm, which is going to be what’s actually fighting the Resistance while Kylo is off tracking down Luke and Rey. It wouldn’t really make sense to just off the person who is in charge of that (unless the FO is defeated outright in this movie; it would be a little anti-climatic if they did that, in my opinion, but I’m not in control). In the end, I think he has great potential for being a villain even more respected and beloved than Tarkin, if they choose to give him a more central role. That isn’t to say that he’s going to be a main character—I’m pretty sure we all know he’s not—but he’s the kind of villain that can serve a good purpose (to represent the might of the FO) in the franchise in general. If Kylo is the mysterious Force/dark side of the FO, Hux is the clean-cut military representation of its strength. They’re both important, and their rivalry for Snoke’s attention is also quite compelling if it’s allowed some more screen time. Or even novelization time. I will totally take some interactions and narrations of their relationship in the novels, even if it doesn’t make it into the film.

It’s totally true that Dom has had time to be in a lot of other films, but look at all the stuff Adam Driver’s been in lately (Silence, Paterson, Logan Lucky) and he’s the main villain. They stopped filming TLJ a long time ago and the actors have since moved on. In the end, I think we can all accept that Hux isn’t going to have a great deal of screen time in TLJ, even if they don’t kill him, and that Dom would have have time to work on other projects.

Basically, I’m cautiously optimistic about Hux’s role in TLJ, even if the odds are stacked against us.

Osiris, Osiris. Taken from the old texts and paired with a sigil of the Sun.

Surely you have heard of him. You might know him only as that vicious competition and the shining door, that unlocked safe of a Vex treasure-world. You might know him as the shadows behind Vance’s candles - so many candles, glowing in fraternal hazards out in the Reef! How many must be snuffed each day by light-stepping champions? How many must be requisitioned every day over again after they burned down?

Do not assume that I mock without understanding what value he brought to the Vanguard. Osiris knew something. He saw a future in which the whole world is the water boiling with the lid on.

You might think Osiris and I had common cause. Two exiles, out here in the world, never mind that I transposed myself to the Sea of Screams and he … what? We learned Crota’s name, but Osiris sussed the prince of places out before we knew his title.

And what knowledge!

There is no justice in these judgements. The Concordat would have been no better, but they were opportunistic poisoners. It was Guardian opinion that mattered. When Osiris uses the Light, it’s a noble mystery, it’s a disappearance. Where did Osiris go, people ask, the exile sentence just a whisper of a breath on the end of the words. They assume volition when it comes to the shining son.

I do not receive that courtesy.

There is that one benefit to having acolytes.

very slop but i had to get these guys out of my head. i had a dream about this guy (brown hair, who my dream named rex?) who was driving with his family when he got into a huge accident wherein everyone died except him. he was then approached by ‘Death’ who offered to exchange his wife & kids souls for his own, and he accepted, changing the outcome of the car crash so that only he died. he was sent to purgatory where he wandered for a bit and eventually found a bar, where he met and immediately fell in love with blue. the dream got vague after that but it seemed that everyone in purgatory habitually forgets their previous life, except for blue. he just has the power of remembering. blue loves and wants to keep rex, but also understands that rex desperately wants to return to the living world & his family, so they journey together to find a way out. rex keeps almost forgetting his family and blue keeps almost letting him, but in the end blue just wants rex to be happy.

i don’t know if they make it back to the living world but it was a fun dream. 

anonymous asked:

You guys are the sweetest! But I'm gonna stay on anon cause I'm shy. And I'm gonna be apologetic cause I'm socially awkward so um... take that! Y-yeah! *sweats* If you don't mind, would you consider giving us little fun fact lists about all the major characters? Silly, non-spoilery things like "blank has an irrational fear of the dark and lives for the deliciousness of chocolate cookies, etc." Pretty please? You guys are the best <3 <3 <3

*flails at you* 

Ahem.  Right. xD

Fun facts…

Corvin facts:

His birthday is September 12th 

Corvin and his siblings are entirely based off a suuuuper old painting I did, which is the first official Corvin artwork (though he didn’t have a name at the time.) All that I knew about him was that he had a white crow familiar and was the youngest of seven siblings.

He and his siblings were originally based off a personal version of a “counting crows” type poem. So all their magic vaguely matches with their line in the poem. Cor’s line is “Seven for dreams and the secrets thereof.”

Corvin has a penchant for stealing pastries from the front counter and/or kitchen while on (and off) duty at The Murder. His oldest brother has a special wooden spoon that is JUST for smacking Corvin’s hands.

He hates spicy foods and cannot handle them at all.

The scarf he wears all the time used to belong to his mom! He keeps it all fresh and pretty with magic.

His favorite season is winter (all the cuddles!)

He’s never dated anyone despite getting lots of offers.

He can instinctively understand, to some degree, all human languages.

His hair was original much closer to white, and he had blue eyes!

Danny facts:

His birthday is January 6th.

Danny has an older sister who is currently in college.

He has seasonal allergies – even after becoming a Werewolf. He’s also prone to acid reflux and heartburn (which is directly related to his infection).

Unlike Elliot, Danny still has scars from the attack that led to him becoming a Werewolf (located on his back and left side) because he’d almost healed on his own before the virus kicked in.

Danny hasn’t dated anyone since becoming infected.

In wolf-form, his fur is black.

His eyes were brown before he was infected.

Though not traditional by any means, his tattoo is his way of giving a nod to his Samoan heritage.

At the time he met Elliot, he was actually thinking of running away because he was so afraid of his parents finding out his secret. His friendship with Elliot is what gave him the courage and emotional stability to stick around.

He has two gold fish – because they’re among the animals that don’t seem bothered by his presence. He named them after Corvin and Ewan because he’s bad at coming up with names. 

Elliot facts:

Elliot’s birthday is November 18th, making him the only love interest that’s younger than Nora. (He’s also the youngest of the main cast).

He is terrified of spiders. The first time he transformed after being infected, and saw himself…he fainted.

He’s very good at cooking and cleaning because he took over these responsibilities when his mother and father divorced.

His dad lives on the other side of the country with his partner, and Elliot doesn’t see him much - though they stay in contact.

Elliot had brown eyes before his infection.

He totally cries during sad movies but tries to pretend he doesn’t.

For a long time, Elliot didn’t have an actual name – the character was just “Mozzie.” He didn’t acquire a real name until he was moved into the Changeling setting. (Though he already had a full back story at that time.)

Elliot is the only character in the cast to have seen another Changeling character naked. Two of them, actually.  =D

He’s picky about the blood type he drinks and prefers AB+.

Ewan facts:

His birthday is May 24th 

He’s the only love interest that existed in the original version of Changeling though he was rather different than his current incarnation. For one, he was older. And he had longer, black hair.

He was originally a rogue Unseelie knight who’d been exiled from the court. And he served as a sort of guide/mentor to the version of Nora that existed at that time.

He was also a good friend of Spencer’s.

Ewan’s father, who’s also Fae, looks around the same age as Ewan. This confuses people when they’re in public together.

He is loved by all equines. They’re just naturally drawn to him, to his annoyance.

He is well acquainted with a unicorn which may or may not be related to the above trait.

He has secret urges to sneak out at night to go frolic in the moonlight. The only time he nearly gave in, he got all the way outside to find his father…frolicking. And it killed the mood.

He hasn’t dated anyone since his Fae traits asserted themselves but used to be quite popular. 

He’s always loved movies and plays but has become a much bigger movie buff since going out in public has become more difficult - but one can always watch movies from the comfort of home.

Marc facts:

His birthday is July 10th

He’s definitely a dog person and has two Great Danes that he adores.

He hates Shakespeare. With a passion.

He likes expensive tea. (He likes expensive everything.) He’s also fond of sweets.

He was home schooled until high school and has never had a girlfriend.

The only thing he’s not picky about is blood type. He’ll drink pretty much any of them without complaint and has a particular disdain for anyone who claims they taste radically different.

He’s frequently mistaken for a teacher at school events with parent attendance. Because he can’t be fussed to constantly correct people, he just plays along.

In spite of issues with sun, he really enjoys sailing. It requires buckets of sunscreen though.

He has been kidnapped before – more than once.

Marc’s original design was…brunette!  (Bad edit ahoy!)

William facts:

His birthday is December 25th, making him the oldest of the love interests.

His favorite season is summer because he’s always cold. But he usually ends up having to wear his jacket in the summer, too.

He lives with his paternal grandparents.

He’s ¾ Korean. Both his parents are second generation Korean-Americans.

Though he’s friendly with all the club members, Marc is the only one to whom he’s particularly close.

He’s never dated anyone and has really never considered the possibility of being able to do it.

I toyed with the idea of making him dead/a ghost but that would have ensured that all the endings for his route were sad. And I wanted the ability to give him some happy endings too.

If the characters were ranked in terms of general strength, William would be the strongest. By far.

I played around with his design a lot when designing his current look. He almost had more of a reddish hair color but I didn’t think it suited him.

niftynotes  asked:

Hi, my name is Fey and since the age of 5 I decided that I wanted to become a Neurosurgeon 8 years later I find your blog (which is fantastic by the way) so I wanted to ask If you had any tips, tricks or just generally anything helpful for high school freshman who want to enter the medical field. Also If you have a list of books that you'd recommend for the medical or neurosurgical related field. Thanks so much, Fey.

Thank you for your questions!

Well, for books I would check out this post which includes Gifted Hands by Dr. Ben Carson a profound pediatric neurosurgeon.


As for advice for someone at your current level would be mostly to focus on your school work. Get good grades so your can be accepted into a great university. Also, explore extracurriculars because schools want students with interests outside the classroom as well. And as always, enjoy life, have fun and love hard.

anonymous asked:

Why would Oak be forced out of his role earlier than planned? Is something going on?

my best guess is that his replacement (mandy patinkin) was only available certain dates and rather than pass on the opportunity they decided to shaft oak. obviously we have no real idea what happened and i doubt that there was malicious intent behind it, but oak’s debut as pierre was pushed back and now they’re giving him two weeks to be pierre, a role which is difficult to learn and that he had to learn two instruments to play. if oak was just someone to tide the production over until their next “big name” they shouldn’t have made such a huge deal about him coming in, or they should’ve left dave in as pierre until mandy was available. 

A Lucky Catastrophe — Chapter 2: Dilemma

1547 words.

After Marinette finally calms down, she realizes she still has a crisis to resolve, which may or may not involve kissing a boy.

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Marinette stared at him, mind going at a snail pace. The adrenaline that had pushed her up to here was beginning to subside and she felt tired. Numb.

A voice pulled her out of her stupor: “So, no one worrying about me?”

Marinette looked down at Adrien, and on his chest sat a tiny black thing. With cat ears. Marinette blinked.

“A Kwami?”

The idea that Chat Noir also had a Kwami had never crossed her mind before. What did she know about him, really?

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anonymous asked:

Did Lucifer buy the Lux back? Is he now the owner of it?

Back in 2x09 Eric Cooper came to LUX and ask for the proprietor (holder of the property). His father, Dean Cooper was the owner of LUX building but he was murdered. Lucifer made a deal with Dean to be able to in the building, his lease was written, and I quote “with lipstick on a strippers thong” which is not legally binding.  Eric is threatening to evict him. (Quick thing to note after rewatching the scene, Maze stops him from going all red-eyed Devil mode on Eric, which is interesting since in S1 should would probably care less) Anyway, Chloe comes by after the illegal party to try and solve the case, meanwhile Lucifer complains to her and happens to mention how LUX had historical value. Chloe takes Lucifer’s “History Lesson” to the City Council to have it named as protected site, not to be demolished. The building is saved and i’m 99.99% sure he bought it back. So yes, long story short, he bought LUX back and he owns it. Thanks for dropping by! :)


this stream was a complete blast thank you so much to everyone who came and hung out!!! we got some real great work in lmao…..

“God I love you,” he gasped as he broke away for air.

Ladybug froze, her eyes widening in awe at his sudden declaration. Adrien was poised above her, his shirt hanging loosely off his shoulders, one arm holding his weight while the other hand ran lovingly through her hair. He looked at her with eyes full of pure adoration, as if she was the sun and moon and stars all wrapped together into one glorious being.

For all their months of stolen kisses and secret meetings, they had never put a name to their relationship. Never once had they put words behind the feelings that drove them together.

super quick ladrien for bane for her new nsfw series of fics, drawn to you :D this one is from chapter 1, which i died over. it’s so sweet ;0; it’s smut but it’s super jdkfsklfjskl just really romantic and i’m still dead about it srsly ;0; bless u baneeeeeee 

I Heard That

Imagine: You are always quiet in math, a class you happen to share with Peter Parker. Once you finally muster the courage to speak up, Peter finds a type of excuse so he can spend more time with you.

Word Count: 1100??? maybe

A/N: This is shitty and rushed but I have an assignment due on Monday that I haven’t really started sooO soz

Your fingers cramped as you attempted to write the answer before the timer at the front of the class went off. Several groans could be heard around the room as the renown alarm bounced off the walls of the quiet room. You rubbed your tired eyes beneath your glasses in hope that it would somehow get rid of the slight sleepiness that began to claw at them. Nevertheless, you began gliding your pen over your answers with concentration in attempt to find any mistakes.

“Alright then,” Coach Johnson, your Maths teacher spoke enthusiastically, bouncing on the balls of his feet. “Who’s up first?”

The room remained silent as heads lowered to look down towards their work. Coach’s voice was louder this time, sounding slightly more impatient, “Any volunteers? No? Alright then. You’re up, Parker.”

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Among the numerous illegal activities the Black family were involved in, this particular tradition took place when one came of age, and began the process of becoming an illegal animagus.

Of course, Sirius Black doesn’t wait seventeen years. He befriends a quiet boy whose eyes are too old and have too many secrets, and when these secrets are revealed, it is Sirius who knows what he needs to do. It is Sirius who steals heavy books from the section of the family library cloaked in dark spells. It is Sirius who recruits two other boys into his Black family tradition, only it isn’t just tradition anymore, and this is a different kind of family.

Walburga Black spoke with poison her whole life, and occasionally she killed with it too. A second cousin who put his hands where they were not granted. A house elf who heard secrets not meant for her ears. A healer who failed to save her daughter, barely two hours old and two years before she named her son after the brightest star in the sky. The bite of a black widow is not usually fatal to humans, but Walburga had always been a particularly venomous person, as her husband would often rage at her. She would rage back and remind him what spiders did to their mates once they had no use of them.

Orion Black wore the curved horns of a ram like a crown of armour, but they were useless when protecting his family name, the name he married his own blood for in order to keep pure. He preferred brute force over reason, which was effective when used to inflict fear and pain. Yet fear and pain were weak motivators when it came to blood traitor sons and crazed spouses. Orion was the leader of a flock scattered far across a field, and he did nothing when the wolves came howling.

Ten months after Regulus Black turns seventeen and ten months after the Dark Mark is branded in to his skin, he transforms into a sleek black cat in the middle of Grimmauld Place, surrounded by men in masks. Of course, Sirius hears about it eventually. He jokes how they always fought like cat and dog, but cannot bring himself to laugh. In many cultures, black cats are considered a bad omen, guardians of death. A year after he transforms, Regulus Black is drowned in a cave by an army of the dead, where he guards them forever.

In the Wake of Scandal

(manga spoilers)

At 3:05 am, Izuku did something he hadn’t done in the last four years.

He logged out of his HeroForum account.

It was a forum he’d stumbled upon back in middle school, on the recommendation of a friend-of-a-friend, and he’d lost four straight nights of sleep that first week digging in deeper and farther to what it offered. He dug until he was commenting on All Might Quirk Theory threads that were three-years-dead, until he made a name for himself almost overnight as an overwhelming bastion of hero trivia.

The forum had only grown in the meantime. It blew up at every skirmish. It tracked hero movements moment by moment, pinning locations and encouraging other members in the area to flock if they could. One time, it was shut down for an entire week when a thirteen year old boy stumbled into villain cross-fire while trying to follow the forum’s pin on the hero Momentum.

The HeroForum was Izuku’s everything for keeping tabs on the world he loved. Even after meeting All Might, even after his acceptance to UA, “MightyBoy64”s presence didn’t falter. In fact, Izuku fantasized about the day that he, as a pro hero, revealed himself to be in charge of the MightBoy64 alias. He fantasized about how loyal fans and avid readers would burst to learn one of the forum’s biggest names had gone pro through UA.

Izuku now tucked those fantasies away in the back of his mind. Embarrassed, or ashamed, or maybe just disgusted.

At 3:05 am, MightyBoy64 logged out. And he would not come back.

Instead Izuku put his phone in his pocket. And he rose from the couch in the Class 1-A dorm living room. He navigated to Shouto Todoroki’s room, and he knocked.  At 3:07 am, Shouto answered.

“Can I come in?” Izuku asked. All the room’s lights were on, a soft glow against the tatami mat flooring.

“Yeah,” Shouto answered. He didn’t ask why.

Izuku walked in, aimless at first, before choosing the wall across from Shouto’s desk and sitting cross-legged on the floor, back leaning against it for support. His phone burned in his pocket.

“I was studying for the English test Monday, but I can’t practice dialogue out loud on my own,” Izuku said. He uncrossed his legs and recrossed them more comfortably. “Are you busy? Want to practice with me?”

Shouto sat down again at his desk. He considered it. “Okay.”

Izuku’s fingers twitched, itched, possessed with the subconscious desire to take his phone back out and consume the HeroForum posts like a starved dog digging into fresh meat. He couldn’t help it. It was in his nature.

Especially as the hero scandal of the decade was unfolding.

Whole forums had crashed under the weight of debate. And HeroForum had swelled to near bursting in the last 12 hours as more and more fans flocked to gossip and argue and pry and wring forth every last drop of information they could about the chaos unfolding in the hero world.

Affairs struck the hero world on occasion. Fights between heroes and reporters, displays of public drunkenness, petit theft, public indecency. Silly yarns of gossip that got hero fans through the day were the norm.

This was the first time a hero had been arrested under the accusation of rampant, violent child-abuse.

This was the first time a scandal had struck a hero whose name was known to every breathing person in Japan.

And this was the second time a #1 ranked hero had fallen. All Might only months prior in a battle that obliterated the last of his power.

And Endeavor now, shackled and jailed under allegations of child abuse, felled by an accusation which had been filed by his own up-and-coming hero son, who stated in his only public address that he just hadn’t ever felt heroic enough before to do what needed to be done.

And the name Shouto Todoroki exploded across every forum site imaginable. Izuku had seen it all. Izuku felt sick to his stomach.

Clips of the televised UA Sports Festival were passed around with fervor, every frame inspected for the sake of passing judgement on Endeavor’s son. Every quirk of Shouto’s eyebrow, every shift of his eyes, every tilt of the head—was it the body language of an abused child? Of a liar? Of an attention-seeker?  Of someone looking to destroy his father and take his place in the public eye?

Fiery callous rants tore away at the character of Shouto Todoroki; others dissected Enji Todoroki, and explained how from the very start the man should have been pegged a monster. Threads hit their post limit. Servers crashed. Fan sites of Endeavor came under storm.

“Midnight’s-Man-X” called it petty for Shouto to accuse the father that he no longer lived with. “AllSuperFan100” lauded it as brave. “HeroMight12” wrote a rant, 13,500 words in length, about how the state of the world could not afford to lose another #1 hero so quickly, given how unstable the environment had only just become, how many more lives may be at risk now, and that it was ultimately selfish for Shouto to rob Japan of its #1 hero so soon after All Might’s fall.

MightyBoy64 tried once, just once, to explain why Shouto had done the right thing. Why letting his father cement his role as the #1 hero would be wrong. Why Enji Todoroki deserved to face justice for what he did, in the face of the overwhelming of evidence against him in the form of Enji’s own meticulously-documented “training plan” which he had put Shouto through.

And Izuku had been too horrified by the replies to try to argue any further. Because all of them, whether agreeing or not, did something vicious to Shouto Todoroki. They reduced him to a character, a prop, a toy to be tossed about and chewed over and twisted in favor their own political view. Shouto Todoroki wasn’t real to these people.

And maybe, if Izuku had never come to UA, Shouto Todoroki wouldn’t have been real to him either.

So he’d logged out, and forced the forums from his mind, and sat now on the smooth ridged tatami matting, his fingers trailing along its bumps. Izuku watched Shouto’s face, his scar thin and stretched at the edges, his cheeks round and soft under the lamplight. His bangs were loose and messy, as though Shouto had been running his fingers through his hair too often lately, and his eyes were lined in a bruising purple, as though he were a real person wrung through the stress of being reduced to a prop at the hands of millions of people.

“…Present Mic said we just need to hold a conversation with him using 20 vocab words from this unit. I’ll start,” Izuku said. He pushed himself higher against the wall, and he breathed in deep, thinking about the English sounds he struggled most to pronounce. “Are you alright, Todoroki-kun?”

Shouto looked at him, silent a moment. Then answered in Japanese, “Isn’t this unit on vacation activities?”

“I’m getting there.” Izuku leaned forward, more heart in his words. “How are you feeling, Todoroki-kun? Aren’t you tired?”

Shouto still hesitated, though not as long this time.

“No. I’m not tired. Are you?”

“No, I’m not. I will stay here with you, and practice English, so we will do well on the test. What is your favorite ice cream flavor?”

Shouto looked down at his desk briefly. Izuku caught a glimpse of papers that looked far too official for UA class notes. His eyes flickered to the laptop open next to them, displaying a blank new tab, though the row of tabs along the top suggested an endless cascade of news articles open on Shouto’s laptop.

Shouto eased the laptop shut, pushed his chair away from his desk, and he stood. He moved to Izuku and lowered himself to the floor, leaning against the wall, until the pent up tension in his shoulders eased, and the back of his head touched the wall, and he breathed deep. His whole body became something smaller, and more child-like, and more relaxed. The exhaustion in his eyes became something just a bit less tense.

“I like chocolate ice cream best, Midoriya-kun. How about you?”

q&a: Kieran

princekierz said:

Hi Cassie. This is about Lady Midnight, not Lord of Shadows, so I may be a little late but anyway. People who hate Kieran are constantly bringing up the fact that he tried to convince Mark that he being with his family again wasn’t real in that note he sent him and I really can’t understand why he did it? What was the true purpose of that note? Can you please tell me? I love Kieran, and I don’t like when people are unfair with him. Thank you.

That’s interesting – I have to admit it never really occurred to me people would be confused by what that note meant/was about. The below contains spoilers but not major ones, so skip if you are avoiding even mild spoilers.

First I should say it’s fine to dislike a character. There is no character I have written or read about that someone hasn’t disliked for some reason. If that character is in a love triangle, multiply that by 100,000,0000000. (That may not be a real number but you get the point.) I’ve been thinking a lot about liking and disliking characters and the act of reading with empathy, which I will get to more at the end of this essay. Right now I’m just going to talk about what that note meant, and the way in which Kieran is a complicated sort of character generally.

We read for lots of reasons. To see our own experience reflected (a “mirror” reading experience) and also to see experiences that are not ours. (A “window” experience.) One of the interesting things about seeing the judgements of Kieran is the expectation that he is meant to act like a mundane human being (one who has dutifully read not just many relationship-help tomes but also all the Shadowhunter books – thanks, Kieran! – and is well acquainted with the Blackthorns despite never having met them). At very least, he is expected to act like a Shadowhunter, and not at all like a Faerie – despite the fact that a Faerie is what he is, and as a Faerie, he is not like us. He does not have typical human cultural beliefs about love (in good and bad ways), or commitment — he doesn’t mind at all whether Mark has sex with other people — or what promises mean, or what is personal space (a ridiculous idea to a Faerie.)

Mostly what I’ve seen complaint-wise about Kieran is that he is manipulative, which is true only to the extent that he has grown up in Faerie, where everyone is manipulative. Because they cannot lie, they have created a complex society of misdirection and manipulation and Kieran, growing up as Prince, would have been raised in the heart of that. He would know no other way to behave, and indeed has only been learning, slowly, different human patterns of behavior. He is actually really terrible at being manipulative — not a patch on Julian, for instance — and mostly he is neither good at it nor does it that often. But we can certainly look at what he has done.

So, on to the note and the vague six words it contains. (I don’t really understand what “he tried to convince Mark that he being with his family again wasn’t real” means, because Mark was obviously with his family and not, say, on a balloon tour of Cappadocia. I don’t think even the Seelie Queen would have tried to convince him otherwise, because that is not manipulation, that is waving your arms around yelling “Mark! They’re dosing you with PCP! That’s not really Ty! It’s a huge bunny!“ which is not going to work and nobody would reasonably think it would.) So I’m just going to gather that some sinister goal is being implied here and talk about why Kieran did send the note.

Remember that none of this is real. Why did Kieran say that? Because he was worried about Mark and thought it was the truth. Not for another reason. I gather there is an assumption that the phrase "remember that none of this is real” is somehow about Mark’s family, but it wasn’t. If Kieran had wanted to say “don’t trust your family” or whatever, he would have said that. The note was about the entire world of the Nephilim. Nor was it anything Kieran didn’t entirely think was true.

Nor was he entirely wrong.

Kieran was cast out of the King’s court because he was well-liked and the King saw him as a threat. He spent his years in the Wild Hunt with Mark watching as Mark’s heart broke every single night when he counted out his family’s names on the stars. He felt Mark’s agony when Mark saw Simon, and thought Simon had come to bring him back to the Nephilim, only to find out the Shadowhunters had abandoned him like garbage. Experiencing the agony of someone you love is worse than experiencing your own. After living through the horror of Mark’s despair and crushing loss, is it particularly surprising that Kieran might be wary of Mark getting attached to his family again only to be ripped away from them again – which is in fact what pretty much everyone in Lady Midnight thought was going to happen? Like, nobody thought this majorly fuckerated offer from the Fair Folk was likely to have a good outcome? Julian was terrified what it meant for the kids and thought it might be better if Mark had never come back? Kieran is unlikely to have a more positive view of the kindliness and honestly of the Clave (or the Courts of Fae) than Julian does.

Here is what Kieran knows to be fact:

Shadowhunters hate Faeries.

Mark was abandoned by his people. The Nephilim, certainly, his family, perhaps. Kieran knows they never tried to get in touch with Mark, and he is unaware of the Blackthorns’ complicated circumstances, that they were forbidden to look for Mark, and that they needed to protect Helen. There is no way he would know about those things, unless he had read the books. (Read the books, Kieran!).

He knows the Shadowhunters have enacted the Cold Peace, a series of racist laws punishing Faeries. He knows Mark will be in danger from this.

He has no reason not to think that when Mark is returned to the world of the Nephilim, using his family as bait, they won’t chop his damn head off.

That is what Kieran is urging Mark not to think is real. Nephilim promises. The idea that he will be safe outside Faerie in the Shadowhunter world. And Kieran is not exactly wrong either. We are all glad that Mark is back with his family….and if the Cohort gets into power they might chop his damn head off. Maybe he would have been better off back in the Wild Hunt.

Kieran can’t lie – and he can’t lie in writing either. He said what he said in his note because he was frightened for Mark, and he wanted him to stay safe. In no way did he mean “Your family doesn’t love you,” because if he thought that, he would actually have said it at some point, ever, rather than being incredibly vague in a note that, since he has never said anything remotely like “Your family doesn’t love you” to Mark, Mark would find incomprehensible. Mark understands the note perfectly, because the idea that Nephilim as a group are not trustworthy is not new to him nor is it a huge surprise Kieran would feel that way. (There’s also a lot of numinous stuff to get into about what real and unreal means to faeries, in a magical sense, but there’s no room here, alas.) Kieran has lots of opportunities to say bad things to Mark about his family if he wanted to, but IIRC he never does.

Misguided is not the same as manipulative. To be manipulative means that you’re playing on someone else’s hopes or fears to achieve selfish ends without regard for their well-being. But the idea that Kieran is a cold-hearted bastard who didn’t mean a word of the note (despite not being actually able to lie) and is a consummate actor doesn’t really jibe with anything we actually know or observe about Kieran. Far from having Julian’s ability to play others like guitar strings, mostly Kieran blurts out what he means when he means it and never even tries to pretend otherwise. He can be petulant as hell and annoying, showing up to see Mark when he’s not supposed to and sulking about whether Mark likes someone else. He can be manipulative in the way he sometimes kisses Mark when Mark is trying to be logical because he’s insecure and he trusts Mark’s desire for him even when he can’t convince himself Mark really loves him (but this doesn’t really work, which is what I mean by Kieran not being great at manipulation). He very foolishly interferes with Mark’s dream in Lord of Shadows because he wants to talk and he thinks giving Mark a dream in which they’re having a friendly conversation means he’ll find out what Mark’s hiding. (Which is another example of him not really understanding human issues. All he wants out of the dream is a talk — “Because you are not truthful with me. Your heart is closed and shrouded. I cannot see it,” Kieran said. “I thought, in dreams, perhaps …” — and the dream starts out with them sitting and talking while one bandages the other, and Kieran manages to get in the idea that he knows Mark is lying to him. Things take a sexy turn, but not because of Kieran. He can’t control Mark’s dreams in every detail: if he could, there would be literally zero point in a dream in which he’s hoping Mark will volunteer to tell him the truth. Mark has to have free will in the dream or there’s no point in what Kieran straight-up says the dream is for, and again, Kieran cannot baldfacedly lie. And Kieran is right — Mark is lying to him, in fact the whole family is gaslighting him, which is why it pains Mark when Kieran recalls the phrase “remember that none of this is real.” Because none of it, in this case, IS REAL. Kieran is being lied to by EVERYONE. However, Mark is still right that Kieran shouldn’t be poking at his dreams — and he shouldn’t. Kieran, as a faerie, doesn’t really get that: dreams aren’t private to him, and besides, Mark has allowed Kieran into his dreams before, so Kieran assumes it’ll be okay now, because Mark said it was all right previously. But this is where Kieran needs to learn not to make assumptions, and to value Mark’s privacy even if he doesn’t really get it. Does he? He seems to: he listens to what Mark says, and he never touches his dreams again. In fact, they actually have a pretty useful, healthy conversation about it, though we have to wait until QoAD to see how any breakthroughs they make in LoS play out.)

So yes, Kieran can make spectacularly bad decisions, with the worst of them being when he thought getting Mark hauled back to the Wild Hunt for an infraction was a good idea and wouldn’t result in any collateral damage. And Kieran deserves to be blamed and to feel guilty for that, nor do I mean to excuse him – and I have no interest in doing that; that wrong that he did is a building block of his flawed character. As I saw someone say on twitter the other day, which probably means you’ve all seen it many times, characters are not all either angelic cinnamon rolls or problematic monsters. Like people, because they are intended to reflect people, they exist on a continuum of behavior: some fail and learn, some fail and never learn, some have good intentions and some bad, some grow and change, some are changed by grief or shock or maturity, some cannot grow and are tragic figures. Committing a manipulative act doesn’t damn you forever unless you keep committing manipulative acts forever. If people (and characters) were rendered garbage by past mistakes, there would be no need for therapy or books, since both are about how people learn to change.

As Kieran says: “Everyone is more than one thing. We are more than the single actions we undertake, whether they be good or evil.” That was in Lady Midnight, and it’s possible he was thinking about the fact that he never tells Mark in that book that the reason he wanted Mark brought back to the Wild Hunt so badly – the reason he turned Mark in, hoping he’d be dragged away from the world of Nephilim – was not so that he could date Mark, but because he had been told Mark was going to be murdered. That Mark’s head was going to be chopped off NOW. That doesn’t excuse his behavior, but it makes it a lot less manipulative in two ways: he actually wasn’t acting for a selfish end, but to protect Mark from death, and he never tells Mark that in LM, letting Mark blame him. He lets Mark break up with him and walk away from him with only quiet resignation as a reply. He does nothing to try to make him stay and attempts no manipulation at all, nor is he manipulative when he shows up to help save Tavvy – he offers help, gives it, and expects nothing in return. Only when Kieran is in shock over having been lied to, and his sudden recollection of his own mistakes, does he tell Mark that he was in fear for Mark’s life – which makes a big difference to Mark, who is able to recognize what that means about why Kieran did what he did.

[Kieran said] “Iarlath had hinted you would not be safe in the Shadowhunters’ world. That they were planning to lure you back, only to execute you on some trumped-up charge. I was a fool to believe him. I know it now.”

“Oh,” said Mark. The knowledge unfolded in him, realization edged with relief. “You thought you were saving my life.”

Kieran nodded. “It makes no difference, though. What I did was wrong.”

(Emphasis mine.) Kieran is flawed, he screws up. He is also capable of acts of great nobility – his willingness to testify to protect the Blackthorns at the end of LOS being one of them. Kieran spends LOS being lied to and manipulated by everyone around him while his memory is gone. He is trapped in the Institute, a place so full of anti-Faerie magic that it makes him so sick he can barely eat. He suspects Mark is jerking him around in some way, he turns out to be right, and he’s still willing to testify in the Blackthorns’ defense. He is also able to see when he is/was wrong, and acknowledge it. None of this makes him a perfect person, but it certainly complicates him away from the oversimplified reading that he’s a manipulative horrorshow and that’s the end of the story — especially when a huge chunk of the story has yet to be told.

My suspicion, since there are plenty of other flawed characters in these books stumbling along messing up, is that Kieran’s true crime is being part of a love triangle. Having been through this before I remember well the long essays about how Will was a horrible person and the Wessa relationship was toxic and Jem was a horrible person and that relationship was toxic because dying people should know not to bother other people with their feelings (seriously). That is how people talk about love triangles these days; it seems to be a contest about which relationship is perceived as healthiest, which people are the best and most deserving people of the prize (Tessa, or in this case, Mark). There are a couple problems with that: one that is an unhealthy relationship can become healthy. (It obviously depends on the relationship, some absolutely cannot and should not be fixed, but there would be little need for marriage counselors if relationships could not be made healthier.) The second is that if you want to hate a character, you can convince yourself they are evil even if they spend a whole book saving bunnies, nuns, and salmon who can’t find the salmon cannon, so the arguments do get a bit circular after a while. Certainly I have come across plenty of essays about how Cristina is terrible and should go away because Kieran doesn’t like her (he does like her) and Mark doesn’t want her (not true) and she isn’t so great (I think she is so great and so do they.)

So I will say three things:

1) Kieran is not what is keeping Mark and Cristina apart, any more than Cristina is what is keeping Mark and Kieran apart. Kieran and Mark have a relationship that needs to be worked on to be healthy, and Cristina and Mark have to get to know each other better outside the magic of the binding spell. These things would be true regardless.

2) I know that this essay will garner plenty of people announcing that this means I ship Mark and Kieran or am in love with Kieran, and I know this because this happens whenever I post anything about them, or a piece of fanart of them, even if I post a piece of fanart of Cristina and Mark shortly after. I can only say what I have said for ten years, which is that I don’t ship my own characters or “love” them in the way a fan loves a character — all the characters are pieces of myself in some way or other so that’d feel very odd. I know there may be other authors who feel differently, but I can’t “ship” a couple when I’m primarily interested in their relationships in terms of theme, craft and writing the best story I can — I need the distance of being a reader, not a writer, to “ship” something. (I would also note that male authors rarely ever have people talk about how they’re in love with their characters or they write about them because it’s a “fetish” or “they get off on it”: only women get that narrative, but that’s another post.)

3) I remember reading online that writers should write with “savage empathy.” I’ve always thought that was great advice, as it reminds us to always stay in sympathy with characters and write from a place of their humanity, in all the vastness of humanity’s capability for complexity: for the same person to be capable of immense selfishness and immense nobility, or deep gentleness and great cruelty. It reminds us that we strive to reflect what is human rather than what is either entirely perfect or entirely evil. I feel like it’s also been good advice for me as a reader. It reminds me to look at things from the characters’ point of view, to not expect them to know what I know,* to remember the circumstances of their lives and the ways in which they may behave differently than I would because of the way they were raised/what their culture prioritizes. It has helped me be less judgmental of characters and while I don’t think it’s made me unaware of the problematic, I think it’s made me a happier reader. Even when I don’t forgive, I can understand, and that reminder of the eternal complexity of the human soul, and its capability for change and redemption, has enriched my reading life. It’s wonderful to realize that you can enjoy reading even more than you did before, and I can only hope for the same for all my readers.

*This is why it is pointless to be angry at the Superhero’s girlfriend when he is off saving the city, and you know he is off saving the city but she doesn’t, so she’s just angry he didn’t make it to little Marcia’s bat mitzvah.

Highlights from Talks Machina (Episode 105)

Again, covering for @eponymous-rose​ while she continues her international vacation! Sorry for missing last week–things got crazy! Tonight’s guests: Darin de Paul, Taliesin sporting a lovely scarlet mohawk, and Travis. Brian starts a story that ends with him forging several signatures, and off we go.

  • The new campaign guide comes out soon! Taliesin is now worried about messing up the history of a character he invented.
  • Darin loves D&D as a long-form improv exercise and is happy he was able to get moments with each of the cast members.
  • Right after college, Darin was an apprentice at the Burt Reynolds Theater in Florida (a year-long program for theater students). One of his co-apprentices was Matt’s mom, and Matt’s grandmother was the director’s assistant. Matt’s father was part of the writing room. During the run of Darin’s last show (Fiddler), a clarinet player said they were going to play D&D and invited Darin. Matt’s mother was also in the group; they were all new to the game, so they rolled on a table for names and played four sessions. Last year, Darin was hired by Blizzard to do various voices, which is where he and Matt became friends. Later, Matt realized his mom had a picture of herself with Darin de Paul, and discussion of that picture led to the conversation of their D&D game. It’s been 37 years since Sprigg’s original campaign.
  • Matt was worried about fitting Sprigg in until Darin mentioned he was a hermit. The hobgoblin TPK was canon! Sprigg, a chaotic evil illusionist thief, was the only one to survive; the last moment of that campaign had him fleeing on a cart with wolves chasing him, abandoning the rest of the party to their deaths. Travis and Taliesin ask if he really was chaotic evil; “Why do you think he was so interested in redemption, dear boy?”
  • The first episode Darin saw was the Trials of the Take episode when the carpet was destroyed. He’s wanted to be on the show ever since.
  • Symmetra’s voice actor, Anjali Bhimani, also plays D&D. My heart skips a few beats.
  • Vex and Percy eloped over the year break. Laura and Taliesin kept it secret out of pique at first (Taliesin doesn’t remember why they were piqued). He’s not surprised the others are annoyed.
  • Grog was extremely impressed by Sarenrae and hasn’t thought much about Kord giving him any boons.
  • Darin has been a fan of the show and watching for some time. Taliesin says he is the most prepared guest they’ve ever had.
  • Very few people were present at Vex & Percy’s wedding. They did not intend to ever bring it up on their own.
  • The plane of books is the worst possible plane for Grog. Only the plane of shopping would be worse.
  • As soon as Darin walked into the studio last Thursday, Travis immediately asked him if he was a god. Travis still thinks he might be.
  • Percy would rather have a thousand years with Vex than a thousand years with Ioun’s library.
  • Travis wants a “positive, upbeat resolution to all the drama that is a-hanging in the air.” Me too. Travis does not read the Player’s Handbook to help keep Grog dumb, so he never knows what’s going on.
  • Travis loves how prepared Darin was. He offered the Deck because he thought Darin was looking for something specific after Sprigg deflected the weaker offerings.
  • Darin loved the emotion in the room during the plane shift and the strong moment with Marisha in particular. He also likes the movie Gargoyles.
  • The hardest thing about playing Sprigg after so long was finding him again. Brian gets very sentimental about the long journey that brought Sprigg back to life, including Darin becoming friends and colleagues with Matt so many years later.
  • Darin will be back on the next episode and is visibly excited about it.
  • Darin used to read tons of D&D books (mentions Drizzt by name) and used to paint minis as a hobby. He still has some of the figures and wants to donate them to the show.
  • Darin’s wife was part of Taliesin’s parents’ circle, so he’s known her for a long time. Taliesin and Darin exchange memories of meeting Roddy McDowall, and Darin says part of Sprigg’s concept of memories being the most important came from a conversation he had with Roddy while Roddy was dying of cancer.
  • Percy’s current distrusting attitude towards the gods came directly from his interaction with the Raven Queen. However, he didn’t know there was a god of knowledge and has been “chewing on it a lot, and what it means to have faith in knowledge.” He sees the library as a testament to faith in humanity and the good works of life and how important memory is and is blown away by it. “Books have always been about finding meaning and this whole library thing has changed him.” Taliesin expected Percy to be much more resistant to Ioun and was surprised at how quickly the books sold him.
  • Darin felt as the scenes progressed that his role was to “illuminate” CR as to where they were and what they could be. Taliesin and Percy both wondered if he was Scanlan from the future. Darin had the choice of being Scanlan’s dad, but declined.
  • Percy picked Vesper because her namesake was the last person he’d talked to in real life.
  • The only place Travis can think of worse for Grog is if the books were replaced with clothing & a For Sale sign. “Grog has a beatnik poet inside him waiting to get out.”
  • Darin’s advice to Keyleth was total improv. He almost cried when she touched his hand. He loves funny characters that can become sad and/or touching.
  • Marisha has no idea how to get Keyleth out of her emotional nosedive. Watching Marisha break character from Keyleth at the end of an episode is one of Taliesin’s favorite things because they’re such different people.
  • Percy would seek out the lifebooks for all his family & ancestry because he’s fascinated with legacy, and Whitestone is full of ghost stories. He had lots of stories he’d planned to give as part of the gnomes’ tour, and tells one about a woman forced into a marriage who slowly poisoned her husband over a number of years.
  • Sprigg feels he is what Scanlan might become. He did not expect to survive the episode.
  • If they were really in Ioun’s halls, Travis would love to see the books of his family and of JFK. Darin would like to see his father’s book. Darin also likes wearing suits, which is why he wears suits. He only wears t-shirts at the gym. (At one point Darin’s family also owned 20 horses???). He wishes his parents could see him now because they were so supportive when he was growing up.

Honor! Justice! After Dark, After Dark, After Dark!

  • If the challenge for Ioun involves any physical activity, Grog will fight Percy for it.
  • Bucket lists: Travis wants to swim with a great white shark. (Darin’s biggest fear is great white sharks.) Taliesin wants to travel to India. Darin wants to learn to tap dance, and casually drops that he used to dance with Cirque du Soleil.
  • Darin’s favorite color is black. His favorite season is winter.
  • There’s a video somewhere of Darin de Paul and Steve Blum pretending to be zombies and running towards the camera.
  • Travis and Darin do Reinhardt “impressions” by talking in high-pitched baby voices. Taliesin does a pretty decent actual impression! Darin likes that there’s heroes for every playstyle.
  • Darin hasn’t told Matt’s parents he brought back Sprigg. He also used to have a crush on Matt’s mom.
  • If Darin could pick any character from VM to play, he would play Scanlan. Brian teases the entire world by saying he would play “the character Pike’s in love with.”
  • Darin’s twitter flooded after last Thursday and he wishes he could respond to all of the kind messages.
  • Darin once shared floss with Gilbert Gottfried as part of an old bit.
  • Darin feels his whole history has led to this moment last Thursday where he had the chance to create a story with people he loved.
  • Laura read the Game of Thrones books as they came out, well before the show started. Brian just found the copy of the first book she lent him in 2010, which he still hasn’t read.
  • If Sprigg could fight any D&D monster, it would be a hobgoblin.

anonymous asked:

So apparently, baby ducks can imprint. How what would happen is that one day Derek just walks into Deaton's clinic with about ten baby ducks in his arms, which had been following him around all day since they decided for some reason that he is their mom and refused to let him out of their sight .

Derek totally didn’t name them, but, “I think Patrice has abandonment issues.” 

“Abandonment issues?” Deaton asked, blinking, and then “Patrice?” 

Derek just glared, averting his gaze. Alright, so he had named him. But only because it made them easier to tell apart. “Yes,” he gritted through his teeth, holding out the baby ducks for Deaton to take. “I can’t look after them. So here, you have to take them.” 

Deaton shook his head. “I think you’re doing just fine, Derek,” he said in a way that could either mean ‘fuck off’ or ‘these ducklings are part of some bigger plan that I’m not going to tell you about’ and then walked away. Just like that. 

The bastard.


Later that evening, Stiles came home to find Derek….and several ducklings on his bed. 

“Please tell me that’s not the pack,” was the first thing he said, panicked that he wasn’t feeling just as panicked about that scenario as he should be. He wasn’t going to lie and say the thought of Jackson being turned into a baby duck didn’t amuse him. 


“No, it’s not the pack,” Derek answered, rolling his eyes, letting one crawl into his hands. “I think….” he frowned. “I don’t think they have…parents.”

“Oh?” Stiles asked, carefully watching Derek’s face. 

“Yeah, “ Derek nodded, all serious and utterly adorable. “And….I don’t know what to do.”  It was hard to read Derek most of the time, but Stiles thought he was getting better at it and this was definitely Derek speak for: ‘I found these baby animals and now I am scared I’m going to hurt them because I don’t have the best track record. SOS, send help, I am a tragic, brooding, beautiful mess’.

Okay, so maybe not the last part. But Stiles was definitely on to Derek.

Derek looked up at Stiles then, as if reading his thoughts, like Stiles had all the answers to the universe. Usually, Stiles was flattered when Derek came to him for help. Well, not flattered, per se. Smug. Smug was the word he’d use. He liked being smug around Derek, his own personal fucked up foreplay. But right now, something different was tingling in the pit of his stomach. He felt warm, and maybe just a little bit helpless. He wasn’t sure if it was a feeling he necessarily liked. 

“Well, how about we start with a pond?” he suggested, leaning back against his bedroom door, resisting the urge to grab his phone and snap a picture.

“A pond?” Derek’s eyebrows shot up. “You mean, like, build a pond?” He started shaking his head, like the thought terrified him. 

Silly, beautiful wolf.

Stiles shrugged. “Why not? You have the money, don’t you? Plus, I think they like you.” He winked and Derek flushed, right to the tips of his ears. Stiles laughed.

“Come on, sourwolf,” he grinned, shaking his head, picking up his backpack from where he had dumped it on the floor. “Let’s go make us a home.” 


“It’s your turn to feed them,” Stiles groaned, turning in Derek’s arms. He swore he could hear the ducks already quacking impatiently. “Please, babe, I’ll do anything if I don’t have to get up right now. I’ll even blow you. Twice. It’s so waaaaaarm.” He stretched, like the lazy cat he was, and smiled all the way down to his toes. 

“Don’t call me ‘babe’,” was the only reply he received.

Stiles groaned again. “Sweetheart?” he tried, instead. “Honey? Chicken pot pie of my life?” 

For that, his Derek Hale shaped cover was snatched away from him. 

“What’s wrong with chicken pot pie???” he yelled, heart broken. Utterly, utterly heart broken. No, betrayed. Derek was mean. 

“Nothing, if you want to stay married to me, noodle.

Stiles grimaced. Okay, they’d work on their pet names for each other outside of sex later. They couldn’t just stick with ‘asshole’ - it was starting to lose its meaning when they fought. 

Shoving a pillow in Derek’s face, because when was that ever not satisfying, Stiles crawled to the side of the bed - and because he had no dignity - rolled out of it. “See if you get any sex when I get back,” he called over his shoulder, grabbing Derek’s boxers on the way out of the door.  

Derek only grinned when Stiles looked back, already falling back to sleep. 

Stiles refused to find it adorable.