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On today's episode of "this masterpiece needs millions of likes and views" 😭♥️:
Vishakhatantra (Indian magical school) Headcanon #2: Saptakula (The Seven Noble Lineages)
Vishakhatantra was the name given by the Eldest Planet Jupiter, where Nine Astrological Planets contributed their principles to form seven houses: Each of them represent Seven Chakras of Human body, which is needed to activate the connection between the man and the Universe.
The Motto of Vishakhatantra is : “Dharma Artha Kama Moksha” (“Morals, Riches, Desires and Liberation”).
But in reality it means “a human exists by following the four steps: By finding the purpose of his life through morality, earning his livelihood by moral means, fulfilling his desires by moral means and by doing all liberates himself from the material life.” In this case, the motto symbolises that by using Magic or “Tantra” (also called High Philosophy) one can earn all those four objects.
Uttarashada (Undefeated)
Uttarashada (pronounced as utta-ra-sha-da) is the house of Sun. Together they signify Leadership, Order, Government. The First Head of the house was Sage Kashyap, also the Father of Sun.
The position of the House is : Ascendant (first house, representing freedom, vision,physical body, ideas, soul). The Cardinal Direction in Center, the Element is Light, the Standard colors are saffron and terracotta, Representing Chakra: Ajna (Third Eye) , Representing Weapon: Dhanurban (Bow and Arrow), Representing house animal is White Horse. Metal Copper, Gemstone Ruby. Representing flower: Kingshuk (Flame of the Forest) The students here tend to be Assertive, intuitive, visionary self-reliant, dominant, extroverted,.
The Power: To see through obstacles
This house specializes in Spirit Fire, Astronomy.
Anantasoumya (Eternal peacefulness)
Anantasoumya (pronounced as: Anan-ta-Soum-ya) is the house of Moon. This house signifies Mind, Emotions and the Nature. The First Head of the House was Anusuya, wife of Sage Atri and Mother of Moon.
The Position of the House is : Second House (House of fixed wealth, values, community). The cardinal direction in the East, the Element is Water, the standard colours are light blue and lilac, Metal silver, Gemstone Pearl. Representing Chakra is : Svadhistana (Sacral), Representing Weapon: Gada (Mace), Representing animal is Stag. Representing Flower is Jasmine, The students of this Kula tends to nurturing, mild, community oriented, empathetic.
The Power: To Feel
This house specialises in Care of Magical Creatures, Occlumency and Legilimency
Rahavyasa (Conjuction of Rahu and Mercury)
Rahavyasa (pronounced as Ra-ha-vya-sa) is the House of Rahu and Mercury. Together they symbolise craftiness, swift intellect, speech and materialism. They tend to break social taboos about learning, skilled, innovative, curious, with many minds, manipulative, gifted with speech and argumentative. The First Head of this House was Sage Pulaha.
The position of the House is: Third House (House of skills, communications, younger siblings, connectivity). The Element is: Sound, Cardinal Direction South West. standard colour is emerald green and sage, Metal representing is Pewter, gemstone emerald. Representing chakra: Vishuddha (Throat) , Representing weapon: Shankh (Holy Conch), Representing animal is Garuda, Representing flower: Champa (Plumeria).
The Power: to create and imitate
The speciality of this house is: Flying, Sacred Mathematics and Seal drawing.
Punarvasu (The Return of the Good)
Punarvasu is the house of Jupiter and Ketu. Together they signify Philosophy, Liberation, Truth, Higher Learning, Memory and Medicine. The First Head of the House was Sage Markandeya, the Immortal Sage.
The Position of the House is: Fourth House (House of domestic peace, emotions, generosity, spirituality). The Cardinal direction is the North East, the element is Sky or Space, the Standard colors are Bright Yellow and Gray, Metal- Gold, Gemstone: Chrysoberyl Cat’s eye. Representing Chakra: Sahasrara (Crown), Representing weapon: Japamala (Rosary), Representing Animal: Ahirbudhanya: the great snake of the deep (Indian Runespoor). Symbolic Flower: Pundarik (white lotus). The students in this house tend to be detached, humble, prudent, austere, healing, instructing, imposing, wise and diligent.
The Power: To connect and understand
This house Specialises in Applied Divination, Ayurveda and History of Magic
Yajurmitra (Patron of the Yajurveda/ Rituals)
Yajurmitra (pronounced as Ya-jur-mit-ra) is the House of Venus. It signifies arts, music beauty and everything that stands for aesthetic beauty. The First Head of the House was Devjani, Daughter of Venus.
The Position of the House is: Fifth House (House of creativity, children, written text, performance) The Element is Air, Representing Chakra is : Anahata (Heart), Representing weapon: Kal (water vessel), Representing animal is Swan, Cardinal direction: North, standard color is pink and Magenta, gemstone: pink diamond, metal platinum, representing flower: Madhumalati (Pink honeysuckle), the students here tend to be perfectionist about aesthetics, bold, artist-like, pleasure loving, well versed in politics.
The Power: To harmonize and beautify
The house specialises in : Charms and enchantments, Seal Drawing, alchemy.
Kshatragam (Arrival of the Warrior)
Kshatragam (pronounced as: shatra-gam) is the house of Mars. It signifies courage to go forward for a cause, battle, aggression, competitiveness, sports and Defence. The First head of this house was a Krittika (Warrior Goddess, wielding axe) called Shambhuti, one of the six foster mothers of Lord Kartikeya (personification of Mars).
The Position of the House is: Sixth House (House of Diseases, enemies, debts and hard work). Element is Fire, Standard color is maroon and red, Cardinal Direction is West. Metal is Bronze, Representing Chakra : Manipura (Solar Plexus) , Representing weapon: Bhal (Spear), Representing animal is Mountain Ram. Representing flower: Red Silk Cotton, The pupils of this house tend to be aggressive, competitive, conquering, great at crisis, risk taker, protective.
The Power: To initiate and pursue
The house specialises in : Defence Against the Dark Arts and Battle Magic
Bhadrapada (Blessed Step)
Bhadrapada (pronounced as: Bha-dra-pa-da) is the house of Saturn. It signifies service, hard work, discipline, law, justice and punishment. The Students here tend to be serious, submissive to the right order, cool tempered, hard working, realistic, justice loving, impartial and unforgiving. The First Head of the house was sage Kratu.
The Position of the House is: Seventh House (House of balance, other people, society and spouse). The Cardinal Direction is South, The Element is Earth, The standard colours are Navy Blue and Black, Metal Iron, gemstone blue sapphire. Representing animal is Buffalo, Representing Chakra: Muladhara (Root), Representing weapon: Kharga (Executioner’s scythe), Representing flower: Blue butterfly pea.
The Power: To Persevere
This house specializes in Transfiguration, Potions and Illusion magic.
Collarbones- Perciver
Oliver has a problem.
It’s not necessarily a big problem, like that time he’d agreed to help nana with her christmas cooking and nearly burned down the kitchen, or that time da had introduced him to his new girlfriend and he’d puked on her shoes. But it’s still a problem.
The thing is, Oliver is a simple man. He likes straightforward classes, like potions and defense, and he likes quidditch because it’s a simple game that requires complex thinking. Most of all, he likes Percy Weasley- but Percy Weasley is not a simple man, and Oliver spends an inordinate amount of time trying to figure him out.
It’s a long term project, but Oliver is not opposed to hard work, and Percy is worth it, always has been. That’s not the problem, not at all.
The problem is that somewhere along the line being friends with Percy turned into falling hopelessly, madly in love with Percy, and now Oliver can’t even study in the library with him without daydreaming about biting his collarbones.
Fuck. The collarbones are just there, okay? They’re exposed by the scoop neck of his Weasley sweater the way they never are when he wears his robes and his school shirt, and it turns out Oliver’s weakness- besides just Percy in general- is apparently an extra inch of creamy white skin sprinkled with freckles, and the small hollow where Percy’s shoulder meets his neck.
He wants to lick it. He wants to bite it. He wants to snog Percy Weasley absolutely senseless and figure out what will make him gasp and squirm and agree to be his boyfriend.
Unfortunately, Percy has never once given even the slightest inclination that he might be on board with such ideas, and so Oliver is not about to say any of that out loud, ever, not even if Penelope Clearwater makes good on her threat to lock them in a broom cupboard so they’ll ‘finally stop dancing around each other and admit they’re arse-over-tits for each other’(her words, not his). Penelope is kind of weird, but Oliver likes her anyway. For one, she’s Percy’s best friend, and for another the fact she thinks it’s even possible Percy might like him back is extremely flattering, even if it couldn’t possibly be true.
“-ie? Ollie?”
He blinks and Percy is looking at him, brow wrinkled in concern, his blue eyes as sharply intelligent as ever, even though the bags under his eyes seem etched into his skin. Percy’s insomnia has been one of Oliver’s main worries since first years, and now that Percy’s got the prefect position it’s only gotten worse.
“You okay?” Percy’s voice is deeper than one would expect, and slightly gravelly because of all the cigarettes he smokes. Sometimes, he’ll read out loud before they put the lights out in the dorm, and it’s Oliver’s favourite sound in the world, “You seem distracted. Well- more distracted than usual.”
He grins, propping an elbow on the desk beside his arithmancy books, and the movement makes the divot of his collarbone even more pronounced. Oliver curses whatever deity or creature Penelope must have convinced to torment him, and tries not to whimper.
“Me? Distracted? Never.”
He tries to meet teasing with teasing but it sounds too breathless to be truly convincing. Luckily, Percy doesn’t press, just shrugs elegantly and turns back to his books.
“Alright.”
Oliver goes back to staring at him over his copy of Numerology and Grammatica Level Five.
Deep red curls glow under the warm light from the lanterns, framing high cheekbones and brushing over Percy’s perfectly round ears. A delicate nose balances out a strong jaw, and plush, slightly chapped pink lips part to show a flash of pink tongue caught between Percy’s teeth.
Oliver wishes said tongue was caught between his teeth.
Fuck.
He should go back to reading. The assignment is due in three days, and reading takes him longer than it should, all things considered. Instead, he goes back to looking at Percy’s collarbones rather than his face. It seems safer. Marginally.
The collarbones are still exquisite. Oliver still very much wants to bite them. It’s still a problem.
“Do I have something on my shirt?”
“W-what?” Oliver jumps, caught, and tries very hard not to look guilty, “No. Why?”
“You’re staring at it rather intently,” Percy tugs at his collar, pulling his sweater out to examine it, showing off even more skin and causing Oliver’s brain to melt, which is why he says what he says next.
“I’m not staring at your sweater, I'm staring at your collarbones.”
In the time it takes him to realize what he said and slap a horrified hand over his mouth so he can’t say anything even more life ruining, Percy turns about twelve different shades of red, his mouth dropping open.
“You-I-my-what?”
“Nothing!” Oliver jumps up, fully intending to go throw himself into the lake and let the giant squid eat him, “I’m staring at nothing! Sorry I-”
“Oliver Benjamin Wood,” Percy says, and it’s his prefect voice, the one that makes Oliver shiver in a multitude of ways, but that also leaves no room for argument, ever, “sit down and tell me why you’re looking at my collarbones.”
Oliver drops back into his seat, shaking his head mutinously.
Percy takes a step towards him, face still glowing like the sunrise. Oliver cringes and contemplates attempting apparition even though he’s never tried before and it also doesn’t work in Hogwarts.
Then, Percy does something absolutely, entirely, completely evil. He takes another step closer and leans it, breath ghosting over Oliver’s face, and whispers, “please?”
Oliver caves.
“BecauseIwanttobitethem.”
Oliver didn’t think it was possible for Percy to go any redder, but somehow he manages it. Distantly, he wonders if he should be worried about Percy’s health.
“You…want to bite my collarbones?”
Oliver can only nod helplessly, still reeling from the feeling of Percy’s breath on his cheek, and those blue, blue eyes boring into his soul.
“Right,” Percy exhales a deep breath, and nods, his face rapidly retuning to normal except for a slight pink tinge over his cheekbones, “okay. Let’s go.”
He holds out a hand. Oliver stares.
“What?”
“Let’s go.” Percy huffs, but he’s grinning, eyes twinkling mysteriously in a way that has haunted Oliver’s fantasies for years.
“Go where?”
Is Percy going to murder him in the forbidden forest? Turn him into McGonagall for being a creeper? Sick Penelope on him?
“Back to the dorm," Percy says, like it's obvious, "so you can bite my collarbones and I can lick that freckle on your neck.”
“What?” It’s Oliver’s turn to choke. He can picture the scene, the two of them intertwined on his bed, Percy’s curls tickling his nose as his mouth drags over- nope. Can’t think of that in public, can’t think of that in public. “You- you want to lick my neck?”
“Have for ages.” Percy sighs and that- that does it.
Oliver jumps from his seat and seizes Percy’s hand, tugging them towards the door.
“Yep, alright, let's go, let’s go right now.”
Percy laughs and trips after him, casting a summoning charm over his shoulder so their books pack themselves up and follow them back to Gryffindor tower. Not that it really matters. They aren’t going to do much studying for the rest of the day, at least not if Oliver has anything to say about it. He’s got far more important things to do.
Percy can’t find his glasses lmao
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“Shit, shit, shit!”
Oliver couldn’t help the laugh that made its way from his chest at the sight of Percy Weasley tearing through their shared dorm, tossing stuff around as if he’d forgotten his ‘no clothes on the floor’ rule that had been in place since their second year.
“Fuck, it’s not funny, Oliver!” Percy complained.
Oliver dropped his quidditch playbook into his lap, temporarily forgotten. He grinned teasingly. “The perfect Percy Weasley swearing? Never thought I’d see the day.”
That wasn’t true. He knew the stress and many siblings would get Percy to snap eventually, and he knew adding onto that with the ‘Perfect Percy’ bit didn’t help at all. The not-so affectionate nickname from his younger brothers, namely the twins, was enough to get him twitchy in itself.
Percy chucked a pillow at Oliver with surprising strength. As the keeper, he did catch it to his chest, but he was still bewildered at the force behind it.
“I can’t find them,” Percy fretted as he returned to his wild search, neglecting to mention what exactly he was referring to. “I’m gonna be late to transfig and—“
“Okay, slow down.” Oliver set the pillow down next to him and shifted forwards, taking a glance around the room. “What are we looking for?”
Percy huffed, taking a pause. He glared at the nearest pile of clothes he’d just made as if it had conjured into existence on its own.
“I can’t find my glasses.”
Oh. The glasses that were on top of his head, innocently nestled in the ginger curls there, no clue about the turmoil they were causing?
Oliver pursed his lips, fighting down his laughter. He forced himself not to look at them, instead turning his attention to the newly cluttered floor.
“Right,” he said slowly. A plan came into his head. “Want help looking?”
“No,” Percy snapped immediately, then continued digging through a laundry basket.
“What? Why not?” Oliver said innocently, nudging at him with a socked foot. Percy batted it away without even sparing him a glance.
“Because,” he grumbled, “you’re all smug about it. And if you end up being the one to find them, I’ll never hear the end of it.”
Well, that much was true. But that ship had sailed as soon as Oliver figured out exactly what he was looking for. So really, what’s the harm in a little more teasing?
“I wouldn’t make fun of you if one of your brothers had hidden them,” Oliver reasoned, standing from his bed and making his way over to where Percy was crouched over his book bag for the third time. “That’s not your fault. Or like, sometimes when you don’t sleep for a few days you get tired and misplace them—“
Percy stood abruptly, putting him nearly nose to nose with Oliver. His ears turned bright red, but he didn’t immediately make any move to back away. Oliver smiled sweetly.
“Hi, gorgeous.”
“Oh, fuck off.” That was the thing to get Percy to resume his frantic search, rolling his eyes and pushing at Oliver’s chest, but he couldn’t keep the smile off his face.
Oliver caught his waist, pulling him back in. Percy glared at him indignantly, lightly slapping his shoulder in an attempt to get him to let go.
“Oliver—“
“I found ‘em,” Oliver said simply, a sly smile spreading across his face. Realization dawned on Percy’s as Oliver reached up to take them off the crown of his head.
He dropped his face into Oliver shoulder in embarrassment. “Fuck me, of course that’s where they were.”
Oliver laughed, ruffling his hair. “Right now? I thought you were gonna be late to class—“
“Shut up,” Percy grumbled as he straightened up (lmao). He took the glasses from Oliver’s hand and fixed them to their designated place, face still slightly flushed. He made to leave, but Oliver stopped him with his arms around his waist again.
“You’re forgetting something,” he hummed, grinning with unbridled joy. There really was no way he’d let this go, and there was no reason to cut him some slack now.
Percy glared at him again. “I don’t think I am, actually.”
“No ‘thank you’?” Oliver pouted. “No ‘thanks, amazing heroic boyfriend, I’d be going to class blind if it weren’t for your ingenuity—‘“
“Please shut up,” Percy begged, and then kissed him. His hands found either side of Oliver’s face, and Oliver melted into him, pushing up onto his toes to get a better angle. His lips slotted perfectly against Percy’s, and he figured he’d never get tired of kissing him. It left him breathless every fucking time.
“Thank you,” Percy finally murmured into Oliver’s mouth. He didn’t open his eyes and he didn’t at all try to back away.
Oliver grinned again. “Sure, but you were right earlier.” Percy broke away to look at him in confusion. Oliver poked him in the side. “I’m never letting you forget this.”
“OLIVER WOOD—“
“Kill me later. McGonagall’s gonna kill you if you’re late again.”
Percy flipped him off over his shoulder as he left, slamming the door behind him. Oliver huffed a laugh and went back to his playbook.
Percy Weasley headcanon time, part 2!
all the Quidditch captains at Hogwarts crushed HARD on him
Oliver Wood: obvious reasons, they are roommates (oh my god, they are roommates), they're in every class together, Percy has canonically been at Gryffindor's Quidditch matches, etc. i could go on.
Roger Davies: captain of the Ravenclaw in case you don't remember( can't blame ya). but Percy is smart and clever, he would charm the pants of any Ravenclaw without even trying. a fellow scholar who plays Quidditch too. everytime Ravenclaw meets Gryffindor, he tries to impress but fails cause Oliver Wood.
Cedric Diggory: he got the biggest boy crush on Percy and it was literally his bi awakening. not only is Percy smart, but he's also incredibly kind and responsible. he takes a page of Percy's book and values good sportmanship (this is the reason why the twins can't stand him, they've seen him yearning after their brother)
Marcus Flint: he doesn't like any Gryffindor at all, not even when pigs fly and it rains lava. but Percy is different, he's the Golden Student of not only Gryffindor, but of the whole school (no he doesn't count Hermione). Percy is smart, clever, determined, kind, righteous and so incredibly pretty. if it wasn't for his blood status, then Percy would've been poster child of "the ideal spouse" the pureblood families always nags about.
Conclusion: Oliver and Marcus gets into fistfights every week because of this and no one relents until someone is nearly dead (the only reason Snape gives detention to a Slytherin, of all things, cause he didn't sign up for his own student's blood feud)
Poor Roger Davies gets friendzoned the whole time cause Percy genuinely believes they're friends and he can't ruin that cause Penelope Clearwater will literally murder him in his sleep
Cedric decides to play it safe, earn Percy's affection slowly and maybe the Perfect Prefect will fall for him...eventually.
Too bad Fred and George is deadset on NO ONE dates their brother...except maybe Oliver Wood, but he has to prove himself with twelve quests (that was a total lie)
Outcome: Percy eventually dates Oliver Wood and he's incredibly happy with him. He doesn't even know that his five brothers and baby sister threatens Oliver if he ever hurt him. He's mildly annoyed when he finds out, though.
Percy Weasley headcanon time, part 2!
all the Quidditch captains at Hogwarts crushed HARD on him
Oliver Wood: obvious reasons, they are roommates (oh my god, they are roommates), they're in every class together, Percy has canonically been at Gryffindor's Quidditch matches, etc. i could go on.
Roger Davies: captain of the Ravenclaw in case you don't remember( can't blame ya). but Percy is smart and clever, he would charm the pants of any Ravenclaw without even trying. a fellow scholar who plays Quidditch too. everytime Ravenclaw meets Gryffindor, he tries to impress but fails cause Oliver Wood.
Cedric Diggory: he got the biggest boy crush on Percy and it was literally his bi awakening. not only is Percy smart, but he's also incredibly kind and responsible. he takes a page of Percy's book and values good sportmanship (this is the reason why the twins can't stand him, they've seen him yearning after their brother)
Marcus Flint: he doesn't like any Gryffindor at all, not even when pigs fly and it rains lava. but Percy is different, he's the Golden Student of not only Gryffindor, but of the whole school (no he doesn't count Hermione). Percy is smart, clever, determined, kind, righteous and so incredibly pretty. if it wasn't for his blood status, then Percy would've been poster child of "the ideal spouse" the pureblood families always nags about.
Conclusion: Oliver and Marcus gets into fistfights every week because of this and no one relents until someone is nearly dead (the only reason Snape gives detention to a Slytherin, of all things, cause he didn't sign up for his own student's blood feud)
Poor Roger Davies gets friendzoned the whole time cause Percy genuinely believes they're friends and he can't ruin that cause Penelope Clearwater will literally murder him in his sleep
Cedric decides to play it safe, earn Percy's affection slowly and maybe the Perfect Prefect will fall for him...eventually.
Too bad Fred and George is deadset on NO ONE dates their brother...except maybe Oliver Wood, but he has to prove himself with twelve quests (that was a total lie)
Outcome: Percy eventually dates Oliver Wood and he's incredibly happy with him. He doesn't even know that his five brothers and baby sister threatens Oliver if he ever hurt him. He's mildly annoyed when he finds out, though.
Stiles should get a spine tattoo, especially one that lead directly around the neck area; for several reasons. 1. It would actually drive Derek insane.
The tattoo should also be in red ink
Quick question before I throw myself from the balcony:
In episode 11, does Pete use the word มวยเข่า / muay khao as in 'knee boxer' when he refers to his father's career? If that's the case, can somebody please make an proper analysis of the fighting choreography between Pete and Porsche in episode 10 in order to determine whether Pete followed his father's training regime or not.
Hello there! First of all, huge thanks for providing us with the terms Pete used, I didn't realize he was using such specific ones (he 100% says muay khao, I remembered it but I also rewatched the scene for the millionth time and heard it clearly). Now, googling the term, the result was this: Muay Khao, translating to "Knee Fighter" in Thai, is a Muay Thai style that emphasizes clinch warfare and devastating knee strikes. This approach is characterized by close-range combat, where fighters utilize clinching techniques to control opponents, setting up powerful knee strikes. and while it does hold truth, it misses half of the moves a Muay Khao fighter uses. In this video I just watched, the other weapon they use is elbow strikes once they have secured a clinch. (They also use sweeps, but it's not important for this post.) Now, in regards to the Pete-Porsche fight scene in ep10, all of those elements are included in the fight, however, one thing we have to keep in mind is that Pete doesn't want to fight. He keeps trying to hold Porsche at a distance, as shown here:
(He's calculating all the variables and then tries to get out of Porsche's hold and point the gun at him)
and here:
(He grabs the gun and moves back, pointing the gun at Porsche instead of going closer)
and here:
(He kicks Porsche in the stomach and stays where he is, once again pointing the gun at him)
Only once he sees Porsche can't stay still and stop fighting does he get fed up with the guy and starts engaging in the fight - for a few seconds before Porsche sends him to the ground. With all that out of the way, let's see what moves Pete uses: 1) Kicks
He kicks Porsche in his weak spots - the first one at the elbow to drop the gun, the second behind the knees to make him drop to his knees and the third on his face to make him fall to the ground. He also kicks him in the stomach on the third gif I shared above to make him stumble backwards and away from him in order to create more distance between them to use the gun again. 2) Punch(es)
It's one punch really. It's at the point where Pete wants to end this, hence him using his dominant hand for the punch and punching Porsche in the face. These are all typical Muay Thai moves so far. Let's see the Muay Khao ones: 3) Knee Strike(s)
Here, Porsche made the mistake of forcing Pete into a clinch, a Muay Khao fighter's natural environment so to speak. It makes complete sense for Pete to use a knee strike here and I also included the little moment afterwards, in which Pete is shown to hold Porsche's face titled on purpose - another boxer move from him. 4) Elbow Strike(s)
So, typically, an elbow strike is done either on the opponent's body or face, so I assume what Pete did here - striking Porsche at the back of the head - isn't allowed in an official match. However, he avoided a kick by Porsche and swirled behind him, so an elbow strike seemed like the most logical move from his POV. All in all, I can see what you mean OP. Pete seems to have had this type of training from his father and I love how they implemented this into the fight he had with Porsche.
Porsche would make a great Head of the Minor Family
So I was starting my 579042th KinnPorsche rewatch and had gotten to one specific scene in Episode 1 when it hit me: Porsche is really the only character in the show suitable to run the Minor Family (Vegas fans, don't @ me, I will explain).
Let's take stock of the lay of the land and the major players:
(Warning: image and gif heavy)
If I ever catch up with my WIPs, I have (another) plot bunny in my head...
Chay is still so angry. He's angry at Porsche for lying to him and joining the mafia. He's angry at Korn for likely killing his father, taking their mother away, and making her into whatever shell of a person she is now. He's even angry at Kinn for making his brother happier than Chay has ever seen him, because that means they are never going to leave this place.
But most of all - despite how fucked up those reasons are - he is still so angry with Kim. He still won't talk to him, but he dreams about him every single night. It isn't fair.
So when he wakes up after a rare dreamless sleep, he feels grateful for about five seconds until he realizes where he is. He's back in his old room, his old house, and completely alone. And when he finds his phone plugged in on the nightstand, it is almost a year behind. If he weren't so freaked out by waking up in his old bed without knowing how he got there, he would smash his phone against the wall. The screen displaying the date he went on that college tour and first met Kim is NOT doing his brain and heart any favors. He calms down for about five minutes when he convinces himself this must be some kind of dream, one that doesn't directly include Kim yet still somehow inserts him into the overall narrative.
But Ohm calls and asks if they are still meeting at their go-to coffee shop so they can gush about Wik before seeing him perform in person - just like he had asked the day it actually happened. So Chay tells him he'd rather die, hangs up the phone, and decides to eat breakfast instead. He makes it down four steps before tripping down the rest and promptly breaking his neck.
I am stuck on the dumbest idea ever.
Werewolf Claudia Stilinski.
As in, there was never any dementia and she's the one bitten in "Wolf Moon" because she heard her dumbass kid ""sneaking"" out and follows him and Scott.
Claudia goes back with them the next day to look for Scott's inhaler even though Stiles insists they don't need a babysitter, but something damn near bit her arm off last night and she's not risking it happening again. And Derek still meets them with his grumpy old man "get off my lawn" meeting but now he's in a bit of a pickle. He knows one of them was bitten the other night. He just isn't really sure which one because Claudia and Stiles live in the same house and drive the same car so of course their scents are blended, especially when they're standing right next to each other.
So he guesses. Hey, he's got a 50-50 shot at being right, doesn't he? Except when he goes into Stiles's room, Stiles is still awake and promptly freaks the fuck out. And now Derek is really fucked. Because guess who just broke into a newly-turned werewolf's den and threatened her cub? 👉this guy👈
Cue Derek absolutely hauling mcfucking ass through the Preserve with a very pissed off protective mama bear werewolf not even a step and a prayer behind him, ready to feed him his own spine, and he really doesn't want the Hale line to end at the claws of someone wearing Nightmare Before Christmas jammies.
Peter: ...and I'll coerce her into my pack by threatening her son and husband. Simple.
Derek: [flashbacks to when he sprinted six miles, lost four pints of blood, and had to regrow most of his liver after unintentionally frightening Stiles one (1) time]
Derek: Solid plan, Uncle Peter, go for it.
I feel like it's important that y'all know whenever I imagine Claudia, this is who I'm seeing, okay, it's Important.
Melissa and Corinne are not the only MILFs around.
Also the Stilinski men make some interesting discoveries about themselves during this whole fiasco, namely that who would've guessed some kinks are genetic?
Claudia: *goes into beta shift*
John, very obviously Staring™: huh
Derek: *goes into beta shift*
Stiles, very obviously Staring™: huh
Claudia is absolutely adopting Derek. That goes without saying. You think she is just going to look at this angry, scared, 19-year-old living in a burnt out wreck of a house and not do something about it? Nah. Hell, if she'd been a little more "adventurous" in her younger years, she could've had a kid his age. She knew Talia before (and huh, the Hales being werewolves makes so much sense in retrospect) and no matter what might've happened, she'd never want her only son living like this. She's better at being subtle about it than Stiles would've been, but she's not letting him slide.
And Derek, what's he going to do? Argue with her? He can be stubborn if he wants (he does) but he's also so damn lonely and has no idea what he's doing and please someone help him. So if he ends up staying for dinner, well, it was an accident, he was explaining werewolf history to Claudia and it got late. And if he stays over for a night or two, well, it's just being safe, he's throwing the hunters off his trail since they know he stays at the old house. That's all it is. Honest.
Also, because Claudia has more than two braincells to rub together, when she goes to the Preserve looking for Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum (a.k.a. Stiles and Scott) she doesn't go empty-handed because she actually remembered that there's something out there killing joggers.
So she brings bear spray, and when Peter attacks her, she absolutely nails him in the face with it, too.
It needs saying that Peter is so not as scary as he thinks he is on this go-round.
Like, what's he going to do to her?
Tell her husband she's a werewolf? He already knows. He thinks it's hot.
Tell her son? He figured it out before she did. He thinks it's awesome.
Tell her best friend? She and Melissa once planned Rafael McCall's murder in detail on girl's night. Try it.
Oh, is he going to hurt her with his scary werewolf strength? Buddy, she went through 18 hours of labour as a human. She deadlifted her Jeep just to see if she could (she can).
She is an adult woman with a teenage son. Peter is going to have to do better if he wants to scare her.
So did anyone else just start headcanon-ing Off as Zero in Home School or is it just me?
So the lovely @haahka and I were talking about Tay and how it's a bit sad that the fandom only ever seems to send him on shopping tours or focus on his fashion (you guys know that I'm obsessed with the KinnPorsche Fashion myself, but it's just a little...unadventurous, you know).
And then I got waaay to deep into headcanons with the equally lovely @tumsa (I'm not even sorry for the spam 😌❤).
Now, there are two things I want to do: first, I'd love to hear more Tay headcanons - feel free to throw them at me (as an ask, in the tags, added to this post, whatever you prefer). Because I'm really curious. 👀
And second, I'm going to share a few of mine:
Tay is way more capable than anyone thinks. (But no one needs to know that.)
People treat Tay like a princess within the show - I mean, he isn't even allowed to help in the kitchen at Porsche's. But I don't think Tay IS a princess. I think it's a protective façade. Because letting oneself be underestimated is a (survival) strategy in a world of money and constant power struggle, and a smart one at that. Yes, Tay is really good at reading people in general, but I also feel like people tend to let their guard down around him. Because he's kind, and understanding, and compassionate - and he seems harmless, a bit spoiled even. His 'softness' puts people at ease, makes them talk, makes them more honest than they probably should be. He's not a threat after all. I bet he knows a lot of things he shouldn't. I bet he's smart enough to use that knowledge (to help other people, to help himself, if needed). And I bet Tay could be fucking dangerous if he ever chose to (and wouldn't that be exciting 👀).
I also like to think that Tay has a strong survival instinct that goes beyond 'pretending to be incapable'. He and Kinn have been friends for ages, their families know each other, he basically grew up surrounded by mafia. He probably witnessed Tankhun's kidnapping back in the day. The horror and trauma of it. Tay's family is rich. He's close to the Theerapanyakuls. To the future head of the family. But he DOESN'T have an army of bodyguards following him around. And the downside of 'being harmless' is looking like an easy victim. Tay is too smart to be unprepared. So in my headcanon he knows how to handle a crisis, knows how to deal with danger, knows how to survive. Knows how to get out of the country quickly, how to get money without leaving a trail, how to get an unregistered gun. How to land a mean punch even though he hates it, how to apply (good) first aid EVEN THOUGH HE HATES IT. (I do think that he really isn't a fan of physical stuff, so the princess image is not completely off. Or, well, he lets it work in his favour.)
Goodnight moon
Goodnight room
Goodnight hardworking Organization for Transformative Works volunteers keeping us from doom
hi!! for the fic ask meme: number 5 (what’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write)?
TANKHUN! TIMELOOP!
I may never write it, but that hasn't stopped me rotating it constantly in my mind for months! so here are my Thoughts:
a year or so post-canon, Kinn, Kim, and Khun finally team up to take on Korn. Khun was very involved in the planning of the coup, but is getting safely out of the way for what will definitely be a huge fight.
Khun has feelings for Arm, but, like his brothers, he does not really view his bodyguards as people with dreams and fears and lives outside of their jobs. he loves his bodyguards, but he sees them very much as extensions of himself.
so. the morning of the planned coup, Khun finds out that Kinn has requested Arm as one of his bodyguards - so he won't be coming with Khun and Pol to the safehouse.
Khun goes down to Arm's room and asks him to stay. Arm says he can't, but that he would stay with Khun if he could. so Khun wishes him luck (in his own way) and tells Arm to come back to him (also in his own way) - and nothing's ever happened between them before, and it's not even that they confess their feelings, but it just becomes really clear as they both try to say goodbye that they have feelings for one another. and in this moment of emotion and adrenaline they end up having bitter-sweet, tender, desperate sex about it. obviously.
and then Khun goes with Pol to the safe house.
that evening, Kinn calls. they did it. Korn is dead. Kim and Kinn are both safe - but they lost some bodyguards, of course.
including Arm.
Kinn's very sorry, he knows Khun cared for him -
Khun is obviously inconsolable. he has to be sedated.
but when Khun wakes up the next day, it's the morning of the coup again.
he runs to see Arm and throws open the door to his room and Arm is there! Khun is so relieved to see him he's like "you're alive!" and just grabs and kisses him.
and then after, when Khun is curled up on Arm's chest and holding him so tight, he thinks it must have all been a bad dream. he keeps saying "you died. I dreamed that you died." and Arm is stroking his hair and kissing his forehead like "it's okay. it was just a dream. I'm right here. I'm coming back to you."
except he doesn't.
because Khun leaves for the safehouse and that night Kinn calls again, the same as before. and then Khun wakes up and it's the same day again.
timeloop!
obviously, Khun thinks he needs to save Arm to break the loop - but in the next loop, Khun tells Arm everything and manages to convince him to come to the safehouse with them. and they escape there together, and they have their Moment, and Khun thinks he's solved it... but that evening, Kim calls instead of Kinn.
Kinn was a bodyguard down. they tried to reconfigure at the last minute - but without Arm, Kinn just didn't have enough people covering him. Korn shot him himself.
Arm lives but Kinn dies and the next day Khun wakes up and it's the day of the ambush again.
so Khun doesn't know what he needs to do! and on most of the days, Arm dies. and Khun can't break the loop on a day where Arm (or Kinn!) dies - because then they're not coming back. so he's trying to work out how to break the timeloop and end the constant awfulness of Arm dying every single day, while also trying to make sure he doesn't accidentally break it on a day where one of them dies.
at the same time, something is compelling them to get together on each of the days. somehow, they always end up confessing their feelings, or kissing, or sleeping together, or all of the above - and for Arm, each time is the first time! but for Khun it's happening almost every day. stopping it from happening (however it ends up happening) doesn't make any difference to the rest of the day or to the timeloop, which is a huge relief to Khun because it's the only constant good part of the timeloop.
so Khun is having all of these experiences with Arm - even though Arm won't ever remember them - and he had feelings for him before, but gradually he's learning so much about him and who he is outside of just being his bodyguard. he's spending all of this time with him and getting to know him, and he's always liked and respected him, but now Khun has this new understanding of Arm and also of himself. and it's Good. and he's very much falling in love.
in the end, Khun kills Korn himself. he shoots Korn, but some of Korn's guards are still fighting, and there's a bullet meant for Arm. and in a moment of terror - this is it, Khun's sure that him killing Korn broke the loop, and everything that happens now is real, permanent - Khun gets between Arm and the gun. he takes the bullet meant for his bodyguard, and he feels the loop break.
he lives! he wakes up the next morning - the next morning! - in the hospital, and is, of course, suitably dramatic about the whole ordeal. especially about how ugly his bandages are.
(luckily, Arm helps him decorate them to make them more Tankhun-appropriate.)
anyway that's Tankhun timeloop fic. I'm obsessed with it, it lives in my mind rent free, but I just don't think I could actually do it justice!
I see a lot of Kimchay fics where Porsche and Chay grew appart and/or Chay has become jaded by the world and lost all of his cheerfullness and innocense and that's cool but i rise you this:
Chay grew up with a very good emotional support system so he becomes more guarded but still retains his innate kindness and his sunny disposition. His relationship with Porsche evolved but they have at least a weekly brother day where they eat takeout and play videogames, they're working on telling each other the most important things.
Porsche and Chay survived poverty, grief and hunger. Quoting the masterpiece that is Parasite (2020), money allows people to be kind, poverty makes them cold. A little mafia family is nothing, my boys survided debt collectors, one of them is a gen z kid, they'll be fine.