Give Me Alex Riders Politics Teacher Just Being Absolutely...astounded By The Amount Of Knowledge This

Give me Alex Rider’s politics teacher just being absolutely...astounded by the amount of knowledge this kid has on not only the socio-economic climate of literally every freaking country but the most freakishly good instincts of how each new politician that comes along is going to fare. It’s at the point he now has a secret cabinet of sticky notes on Alex’s off hand comments of each new public figure because God Dammit he always turns out to be right.

Give me Alex’s Riders politics teacher who stands up for him against others in the staff room because his essays provide the freshest viewpoints he’s seen in over 20 years. Ethics, politics, morality, social structures, negotiations, public figures, military influences and ulterior motivators; Alex Rider handles each topic with a grace and insight he hasn’t seen since university. Quite frankly he doesn’t know whether to be impressed or terrified. He settles on curious.

Give me Alex Rider’s politics teacher who’s family served in the army, who recognises the shadows of war in those dark brown eyes even if he can never understand why. The only one that seems to notice that seeing Alex’s controlled, efficient steps through a boisterous crowd of school children is like watching a ballet dancer glide through a swarm of drunk seagulls.

Give me Alex Rider’s politics teacher who let’s the poor kid take a nap in class or snack when he wants to (partly because 50% of the time he looks ready to drop) but mostly because deep down they both know there’s nothing that he can teach him here. Alex had an already pretty unusual and impressive grasp of foreign affairs before his uncle died and in the years since then? Well, he’s pretty sure Alex speaks more languages fluently than he has fingers.

Give me Alex Rider’s politics teacher whose subject gives him more of a glimpse into his talents than most people are allowed to see; who takes one good look at his extra little piece of the puzzle and thinks yeah. This kid is brilliant.

Siren!Percy Jackson

Percy Jackson cannot sing. Ask Annabeth, Grover, the seven or a member of the Apollo cabin for a more professional opinion. He’s loud, brash, certainly enthusiastic, but will have most campers covering their ears and laughing along with his completely toneless attempt at the art.

And that’s what he needs them to think.

Being the child of prophecy left Percy ridiculously overpowered, to the point people fear him and that’s important. Percy doesn’t want this. Not only is he an inherently friendly guy, he’s already on thin ice with a good majority of the gods and finding out he’s got powers they don’t know about is one step away from immediate death or forced immortality, neither a viable option. He hunches and lowers his voice, purposely throws fights and rarely even considers going all out on the use of his powers. He tones down tales of his accomplishments, never drawing attention, always blending in.

He doesn’t sing.

The first time he did it he was a child. A kid who shouldn’t be showing any demigod traits for at least another half decade. He just wanted his juicebox. And his mother gave it to him. But her eyes were clouded over with a milky blue colour and her arm swayed where she stood, holding the juice out for him to take. He was humming and he didn’t know why but she was scaring him and he stopped and so did she. Percy didn’t understand it. Sally did, and it was the first secret he ever learnt to keep.

The thing with being a siren, is it’s not how it’s shown on tv. Sure it sounds nice to those who hear it, but in the same way a poisonous insect might show itself in pretty pink. It’s dangerous, more so than charmspeak, because while Percy keeps singing he has full, unbreakable control over anyone in hearing range and it’s terrifying. He understands just why it’s so dangerous years later, when he’s first described as a weapon. If someone can control him, control his power…he’s not being boastful when he says they could control anyone, he’s being honest, and he’s sure there’s gods that would try.

He comes clean to his father after the wars, the first person he’s ever actually told, because he’s terrified. Sure it’s easy enough to pretend to sing badly every now and then, but the gods are always watching and there’s been times he’s been forced to use it or die. A kid at camp saw him once. He had to manipulate him into forgetting. It haunts him the way he just smiled and nodded and walked away, agreeing complete with Percy’s will. Surprisingly, Poseidon understands the exact threat of having this power almost immediately, all too aware of the power hungry nature of his family, what that could mean for Percy, but there’s little he can do other than offer his protection if found out. There’s no way to remove a siren voice this strong, no way to prevent it.

So Percy Jackson cannot sing. Ask Annabeth, Grover, the seven or a member of the Apollo cabin for a more professional opinion. He is loud and brash and certainly enthusiastic, but you’ll never hear his true voice, or at least won’t remember you did.

One thing I really do love in the Alex Rider TV adaption, both in season 1 and now in season 2 is the constant subtle hints that Alex is actually not your usual kid, despite still being very early in his character arc.

And I’m not talking about the flashy parkour sequences or fight scenes. I mean the offhand comment that Alex knows about the law, or is extremely involved in multiple outdoor activities. His character is shown to have an intelligence and ambition above his peers, be proficient with a gun and competent in tasks that while as simple as pitching a tent, highlight he’s already a class above his own and most likely has extensive knowledge on other useful topics too.

While it’s nice to see him show off a little in the bigger scenes and get a glimpse of the spy extraordinaire to come, it’s also brilliant to see the impact of Alex’s upbringing with Ian included frequently in seemingly mundane scenes and is something I’ve enjoyed picking up on.

The endless cycle of complaining you’ve run out of fics to read, devouring the new 10-20k at the top of the date updated page and going back to complaining how you’ve run out of fics to read.

Where is my niche power Percy Jackson content?

Obviously as a demigod he is immensely if not the most powerful out there, but besides the storm bringing and earth shaking, I think it would be so funny if Percy was also just littered with incredibley random gifts on the side.

Percy can canonically talk to ALL marine life and horses. Where is the mortal outside POV of Percy appearing at a horse ranch and just baffling everyone as this kid proceeds to prove that horse whisperers are somehow real. Give me Percy riding in on the wildest horse there absolutely unfazed and unintentionally reenacting every horse girls dreams.

In canon he can also tell his exact coordinates when at sea. Watch Paul lose his goddamn mind out on a sailboat asking Percy in dense fog where they are and Percy just listing off a string of numbers and walking off to guide them home in what looks like a completely random direction.

Canonically Percy can sail any boat, but what truly qualifies as a boat? Watch Percy and his friends sending Percy out to sea in a shopping cart with a napkin and straw taped on top as a sail and he just bobs away to wherever he wants to go. Again he is completely unfazed while everyone loses their minds because Percy is somehow floating in a literal sieve.

A Percy who can, with the correct concentration, give himself a tail, but just gets himself into an H20 type situation where it’s just happening at the most inappropriate times. Various demigods have had to carry Percy back home when he inevitably gets stuck as a half fish throughout his day. One minute he’s at a Roman senate, the next Franks having to drag him out like a bag of potatoes.

Percy who in dark water is bioluminescent. Everyone makes fun of Will for glowing but it is one of Percy’s deepest darkest secrets that if you put him in the bathtub and turn off the light, he’ll be radioactive green in 30seconds. This was great fun for Annabeth to discover, and even better blackmail for Leo who accidentally found out about it.

Siren Percy! It always say he can’t sing, but what if it’s a front? Percy’s a very morally straight character, he wouldn’t want to be exercising a charm speak level of control over people. This secret’s kept under even tighter lock and key than his glowiness, known only to his mother and father. Percy is low-key terrified of others finding out about it, not only because it’s a dangerous power but even some Gods are desperate to hear a siren song without immediate danger and Percy’s not looking for that kind of attention.

The BBC Merlin Sountrack had NO RIGHT to go that hard.

Listen to this! 2:10 - 2:41 of ‘Merlin buries lancelot’ has me in literal CHILLS. The grief and loss and magic and love that crescendo conveys is just so extraordinary I have to go and be alone for a while.