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Witch hat atelier people can you please tell me that if the regular non brimmed witches banned magic on people/magic that mods the body like healing magic, how the fuck is memory wiping allowed. do they not count brains as body parts (I don’t read the manga or watch the anime, just asking from what I’ve observed via osmosis)
Oh, speaking of DnD - wouldn't it be SO COOL to do a campaign of just WHA witch-type characters, but every time you cast a spell you have to actually draw that spell in real time?! ..no??? nobody???? Just me?????
I still don't quite understand why you couldn't FLOAT gently. Like, clearly Qifrey is being floated. Wouldn't it be more energy efficient to do that for everyone?
QIFREY FOR THE LOVE OF INK, STOP BEING EXTRA!!! YOU'RE CLEARLY HURT AF, WHY DO YOU NEED HORSEY
It's okay, Alaira, you can use more descriptive words. We'd understand. He IS a motherfucking idiot. That was very clearly a trap.
It won't...? What are you planning to do, summon a horse made of fire???
Oh Coco! If only the you from 20 chapters ago could see you now!
So he was definitely dropped there next to them on purpose... right?
I don't know why, but I assumed he retained his mind. I guess not...? Or he's just delirious with grief and pain...
.....
...........oh, wait, Agott???
Look at those angry eyes, that's definitely agott.
Agott, did you just TACKLE Euini-wolf? Straight up? THAT was your plan??
I guess I've been calling him invisible, but that's technically incorrect, huh. He actually uses his cap to see and his cloak to hold them so I guess he's kinda just.... an outfit?
Water is uh. Water's nothing to laugh at, my dude. You are coming off as a bit too confident here, tbh.
Okay, that is cool as fuck but is the ink coming from... your shoes?!
...wait, are you telling me he's just DISPLACING his body?
LMAOOOOO
That makes so much fucking sense! Because how WAS he drawing everything without it being visible at all? And it's true, if you WERE invisible, why would you bother with being a fancy ass idiot?
Bro really said "you don't get me because you're pretty"
But actually damn, that doesn't look like it was fun. I wonder if it was self-inflicted or...? I'm betting on yes, given how he talked of 'research'.
(I guess his choice for what to do with Euini makes sense now too.)
"do you have any idea WHO I AM" energy
OH?????ooooooooh?!!??!?!?!?!?!
Wait wait wait. So that's what they've "taken from him"? Is--
Hang on. So was he a Brimmed Cap and his memory was erased? OR
OR. He has a twin?
OH MY GOD WHAT IF EYE-SPY IS HIS TWIN.
Tsubasa-Chronicles Fey D Flowright-knockoff was a joke, but MAN if I'm RIGHT IM' GONNA SCREAM
okay lmao that's--that's a fair point.
"we'd just like to know if you have a moment to talk about our lord and savior, Forbidden Spells."
wait, wait, no, I have a better one
Would you like to save 50% off on car insurance your mom? Now you can, with GEICO Forbidden Magic!
This can only be bad or good.
Yeah, because y'all are out here using them for HIGHLY IMPROPER REASONS like turning children into wolves.
Maybe try to do that shit yourself? Instead of making a kid do your legwork???
......she can't be the only one who bought that book though.... surely she isn't the only kid who tried to draw the seals the Eye Spy Guy sold in that alleyway all those years ago.....
Ah yes, the kid that's on the FBI's Most Watched list. The kid that's being closely followed.
So is this like a PR move or....?
Using the words "The RIGHT choices" on the tailend of the arc where Richeh rebelled against using only the "RIGHT spells" is..... certainly is something.
She might not be the only kid who received a book, but she's the only one who figured out you have to use the special ink in the *take a book get a wand free deal.*
This is the niches of niche ships but I can't stop thinking about it. Like I was at work supervising the big standardized test and I was so bored. - time to think about abusive dark BL, clearly.
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him: a literal war criminal, has a kill count that needs scientific notation, once leveled a city because someone looked at his person the wrong way, breathes in moral ambiguity, walks into ambushes like he planned them, sharpens knives just to think, holds grudges like sacred texts, is banned from six galaxies and still wanted in nine, would burn the world and everything in between just to save the one thing he loves
Spending this rainy, fresh into sunlight hours Monday morning contemplating if Anderson x Evie x Max throuple would be more into voyerism or threesomes...
I'm reading Babel and there are some delicious daddy issues and half-brother times, and I might write a one-shot of an AU where they grow up together and Robin is slightly clingier. But also I want to read more because if it turns out Mr Racist is batshit crazy I probably won't be in the mood anymore. (Or maybe I'll be even more in the mood. Things would just be even more whumpy hshshs)
I want my boys to sit together by the banister, listening to the adults talking in the sitting room 😤
I have a drabble sitting in Word. It's 1.7k words so far. It doesn't have a proper ending yet, and I'm not completely sure what I want Griffin to be like as a teenager.
Also it's way fluffier than I was expecting. And of course I've managed to put humor in there too.
Here's the first 150 words:
Griffin had never asked for a brother; or a second charge as Lovell had put it when he came home from Canton with a small, pale eight-year-old in tow. But Griffin wasn’t stupid, but more importantly he wasn’t blind.
He was pretty sure Robin also knew, because once during dinner when Professor Lovell had reminded Mrs Piper not to serve Robin any sauce; because apparently, Robin couldn’t handle dairy;
“You see, unlike the Europeans, almost the entire Oriental are naturally disinclined to dairy products. Their stomachs cannot handle it”, the professor had explained to them.
Mrs Piper had said, “It’s a good thing Griffin can eat it. Otherwise, it would hardly be worth getting the ingredients for only two portions.”
And from his seat Robin had perked up, “Well the Professor can drink milk, so it makes sense”, like it was the most obvious thing in the world, and Professor Lovell’s fork had stopped halfway to his mouth. - His face as close to stunned disbelief as Griffin had ever seen it, and Griffin had had to pretend he had gotten something stuck in his throat to cover his laughter.
I mentioned the idea of Robin running away from home to go to Oxford to visit Griffin and I've actually written like 2k words for it. I'm so rusty. It's going so slow. Aaaa :'D But here are some snippets:
After they had eaten, while Robin excused himself to the washroom, Anthony leaned in to ask the question he had been wondering since he had opened the door to their stoop:
“Lovell isn’t actually in Oxford yet, is he?”
Griffin lifted his beer to his lips, head shaking with great gravity.
“Oh, he has run away from home for sure”, he assured him. “I mean, did you see him? He probably hadn’t eaten since boarding the carriage from TBA.”
Anthony had seen him. “The rut sack was quite on the nose as well.”
Griffin hummed and sipped his drink. “He really loves those adventure novels where the hero has to survive in the woods for a while”, Griffin mused. “He makes a fuss when he gets his clothes dirty, though.”
Anthony watched as his friend’s gaze grew deep, though.
“Lovell is going to skin him alive once he gets here.”
“You know from experience?”, Anthony wondered. – To an outside, it may have sounded obtuse to go prodding something that already sounded like a loaded subject. But to Anthony and Griffin, they had long since moved past comparing each respective trauma.
Griffin shook his head. “I never had anywhere to run to.”
They sat in silence for a few seconds. Or, as silent as a pub could be, midday on a Saturday.
“And the plan?”
Griffin scoffed.
“I’m going to treat him like a man on his way to the gallows:” He leaned in conspiration. “I’m going to spoil this child rotten.”
Anthony could sign up for that.
**
“You must be one of Richard’s boys! How old are you, young man?”, the man asked.
Robin blinked in surprise.
It wasn’t that an adult, much less an Oxford Professor, was paying attention to him. It was the fact that the man had spoken to him in perfect Mandarin.
“Eleven, sir”, Robin responded.
The man hummed.
“You are here visiting, I assume? Your older brother?”
So, he had snapped up the fact that Robin called Griffin Gēge. Though, a lot of people assumed they were brothers. After all, there were only so many Chinamen in England at any given moment. But never a Professor. Never someone who knew Professor Lovell by name.
Robin glanced at Griffin, but he just gestured at him to go on.
“Yes.”
Behind Chakravati’s back, Griffin rolled his eyes. He made a gesture signalling More. Talk more. Anything!
**
“Where is he?”, his father asked him by way of saying hello.
“Good morning to you too”, Griffin replied, eyes not lifting from the half-translated poem he had in front of him.
Lovell was not impressed. “I’m serious.”
“He’s fine.”
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I hope that eventually we get Juliette's POV in the new Watch Me series. I know most people are sick of her and that it's very unlikely since her story is technically over, but I still feel like we are missing a huge part of her that's relevant to the new series.
We never really got to learn how she got the grasp of being a leader. In Restore Me we see her struggle a lot in the beginning with all the responsibilities, and that's about it regarding the topic. In Believe Me she becomes less stressed about the whole thing and accepts it, though from that point on her POV is done and we only get to see what other characters think.
Warner doesn't seem to mention anything about her being stressed (if I remember correctly) with his emotion-feeling ability, so I think it's safe to assume that she started looking at the whole thing from a different perspective after the events of Imagine Me.
James, 10 years later, also doesn't say much. We learn that Juliette and Warner are in this whole thing together, which was expected, and that people are still trying to kill her a decade later, which was, again, expected.
I really hope we get a novella or at least somebody talking about what the whole 10-year gap was like for her. It doesn't feel right that one of her most important arcs gets skipped. It was such a huge deal in Ignite Me and the second half of the series. Everyone thought her decision was crazy, setting up a perfect stage for her to prove them wrong, and it just...doesn't happen.......(yet?)??
I'd literally get on my knees and beg the author to write more moments about that specific part in Juliette's life. PLEASEEEE!!!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEE
I think it would be very hard to convince the publisher to have the POV of a pregnant woman/woman who has recently given birth in a YA book targeted towards teenage girls. It would officially have to be marketed as NA.
I keep thinking of the adult James in Re brothers AU, and it's just Anderson living his best life™. He has remarried with Ms Kent, his ex doesn't bother him, he's supreme commander, Adam and Aaron are super soldiers, his kids obey him, everyone he loves has healing powers; then James shows up to be a menace.
He pins me against the wall and I scream but then his hand is over my mouth-
“Who are you? And what are you doing here?”
“Hey, what's going on?”, Supreme Mom calls out.
“We're just roughhousing”, Adam calls back.
“Be gentle”, she admonishes.
“Yes ma’am”, my brothers call out, in chorus.
And then Adam closes the door.
“So, what are we dealing with? A mimic? Haven't had one of those in ages”, he says and he rolls his shoulders and holy shit why is my brother so buff in this universe?!
Warner shakes his head. “His power signature is the same.”
That makes Adam perk up. “Oh! So it's like a mind virus? Remote mind control?”
He cracks his knuckles. “Dad's going to love that.”
“Actually I'm from a parallel universe! I'm not Jimmy. But I'm James. I just woke up like this!”
Adam Supreme throws his head back and laughs.
“How would you even prove that?”
“I-I could tell you something only I would know! Something Jimmy wouldn't.”
“This could be interesting”, Adam muses.
“Humour me”, Warner tells me.
“That green ring you have?”, I say, speaking fast. “Your mom gave it to you on your birthday because Anderson was going to whip you, and she told you to hide it, like your heart -”
I'm interrupted by Adam Supreme wrenching me from Warner's grip.
“You should really get yourself a refund from Rebel Acting School, kid. Calling Dad Anderson? Didn't they give you any notes?”
He lifts his fist, angled straight on my face.
Fuck, those muscles are HUGE.
He grins. Like he's going to really enjoy this.
“Rookie mistake.”
I shut my eyes. Hard.
This won't be so bad. I think. I'll be healed by tomorrow morning. Unless they're planning to tell Anderson and he'll skin me alive or some shit like that.
Either way, I don't want to look at Adam's face while he does it.
One second goes by. Then two. Three.
I crack one eye open.
Warner's hand is on his wrist.
“Put him down.”
Adam Supreme blinks. Baffled.
“Huh?”
“I said put him down.”
Miraculously, he does.
We watch Warner head towards the door. Like nothing just happened.
Adam Supreme glances at me before shoving me into the wall a bit too roughly. Being so tiny, I hit it with a thud.
I wrote some more! This would technically be the first chapter.
I hear someone walking outside in the hallway so I pull open the door, bracing for whatever silly challenge Kenji has set up for me.
It's even worse than I think.
It's Anderson.
He glances at me as he passes.
“You’re finally up?”, he observes.
He doesn't even stop his stride as he says it.
I don't respond.
I do the natural thing anyone seeing their dead father would do.
I scream.
In a surprising turn of events, Anderson also screams.
He even jumps, like, one foot in the air.
“What’s wrong?!”, he demands.
I stare at him. My face is mirrored in his. Wide eyed. Confused. But not like he wasn’t expecting me to be here. Not like he’s about to torture me. He just looks like I screamed at him.
I don’t answer.
I shut the door again.
What the actual fuck is going on? I think.
My thoughts reel.
I’m an itty-bitty baby – Not an actual baby, but practically. – and Anderson is here. My dead evil super dictator Dad is here. My supervillain levels of evil Dad who is supposed to be dead is out in the corridor and I’m tiny.
Oh, I’ll never forgive Kenji for this.
Never ever.
Simulation Anderson knocks on the door.
“Jimmy?”, he says through the door.
It takes me a second to understand that he’s referring to me.
“Leave me alone!” I yell. I'm doing my best to block the door.
“What's gotten into you?” He demands through the wood. The door handle rattles against my back.
I activate my trap card.
“I’m masturbating!”
The tugging on the door handle abruptly stops.
**
I find him in the kitchen, sipping coffee and reading reports.
He reminds me so much of Warner, it's kind of insane.
He makes it a point not to glance up at me as I come inside, and for a second I foolishly believe that he won't mention the whole screaming-through-the-door-thing. Instead, I see the exact moment when he braces himself with an inhale - Just like how Warner would do it - and I already know what he's going to say.
“You know, when I was your age-”
“Adam already explained everything to me!”, I interrupt.
Actually, Kenji did most of the explaining. But Anderson doesn't need to know that.
“Really?”
He doesn't actually want to know. He just wants to make sure he doesn't have to deal with this right now.
I nod, vehemently.
“And Aaron explained that my dick will fall off if I don't use condoms, so I know that as well!”
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I keep thinking of the adult James in Re brothers AU, and it's just Anderson living his best life™. He has remarried with Ms Kent, his ex doesn't bother him, he's supreme commander, Adam and Aaron are super soldiers, his kids obey him, everyone he loves has healing powers; then James shows up to be a menace.
He pins me against the wall and I scream but then his hand is over my mouth-
“Who are you? And what are you doing here?”
“Hey, what's going on?”, Supreme Mom calls out.
“We're just roughhousing”, Adam calls back.
“Be gentle”, she admonishes.
“Yes ma’am”, my brothers call out, in chorus.
And then Adam closes the door.
“So, what are we dealing with? A mimic? Haven't had one of those in ages”, he says and he rolls his shoulders and holy shit why is my brother so buff in this universe?!
Warner shakes his head. “His power signature is the same.”
That makes Adam perk up. “Oh! So it's like a mind virus? Remote mind control?”
He cracks his knuckles. “Dad's going to love that.”
“Actually I'm from a parallel universe! I'm not Jimmy. But I'm James. I just woke up like this!”
Adam Supreme throws his head back and laughs.
“How would you even prove that?”
“I-I could tell you something only I would know! Something Jimmy wouldn't.”
“This could be interesting”, Adam muses.
“Humour me”, Warner tells me.
“That green ring you have?”, I say, speaking fast. “Your mom gave it to you on your birthday because Anderson was going to whip you, and she told you to hide it, like your heart -”
I'm interrupted by Adam Supreme wrenching me from Warner's grip.
“You should really get yourself a refund from Rebel Acting School, kid. Calling Dad Anderson? Didn't they give you any notes?”
He lifts his fist, angled straight on my face.
Fuck, those muscles are HUGE.
He grins. Like he's going to really enjoy this.
“Rookie mistake.”
I shut my eyes. Hard.
This won't be so bad. I think. I'll be healed by tomorrow morning. Unless they're planning to tell Anderson and he'll skin me alive or some shit like that.
Either way, I don't want to look at Adam's face while he does it.
One second goes by. Then two. Three.
I crack one eye open.
Warner's hand is on his wrist.
“Put him down.”
Adam Supreme blinks. Baffled.
“Huh?”
“I said put him down.”
Miraculously, he does.
We watch Warner head towards the door. Like nothing just happened.
Adam Supreme glances at me before shoving me into the wall a bit too roughly. Being so tiny, I hit it with a thud.
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