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[apricops]

[BEGIN STREAM: 18-FEB-2069]

Folks, President Sunny Roosevelt here! It’s President’s Day, and to celebrate, I’m gonna do a reading from the Deck of Statesmen for all my loyal voters and subscribers! I’m still learning, I’ve done some practice readings and stuff, but this is my first time doing a big reading for a crowd, so be nice.

[Sunny begins shuffling a deck of cards. Stream comments: “ohhh this is gonna be good;” “LET’S FUCKING GOOOOOO;” “I want Sunny to shuffle me”]

We’re gonna do a five-card reading today. If you’ve been living under a rock and dunno what that means, you’ve got the Upper Seat on top, three Chamber cards in the middle, and the Lower Seat at the bottom.

[Sunny places five (5) cards face-down in a + (plus) shape]

So first is the Upper Seat, the one on top, and that one sets the tone for the rest of the reading.

[Sunny flips the top card to reveal a portrait of Martin van Buren (Two of Stewards). Stream comments: “Deece;” “TOPDECKING GAS BOYS;” “lol who”]

Ooh, the Two of Stewards in the Upper Seat. I’m getting… so, he’s a transitional figure, and creating something new isn’t always a good thing. Sometimes you become part of something, or create part of something, and you get swept up in it, or it gets carried away. This card is technically a lesser symbol, but it’s very… nuanced, it’s actually one of my favorite cards. Moving on, we have the Lower Seat, it’s like a balancing counterpoint to the Upper Seat, the soft power versus the hard power.

[Zachary Taylor (Five of Generals) is revealed in the Lower Seat. Stream comments: “FUCKING WHO LOL;” “he always looks like he’s holding in a fart;” “SWORDBOY CONFIRMED”]

The Five of Generals in the Lower Seat. Ooh, that’s interesting, very ‘other side of the coin’ to the Two of Stewards. Sort of falling into something, being the one left holding the bag and not knowing what to do with it. So it sounds like, a lot of tension between the structure versus the people in the structure. But obviously you know I’m on your side. I love my boys. ❤️

[Stream comments: ”WE LOVE YOU TOO;” “MOMMYYYYY;” “god all the lower Generals are exactly the same”]

Now let’s take a look at the Chamber. Starting from the left…

[The first Chamber card is Franklin Delano Roosevelt (High Steward). Stream comments: “WE’RE SAVED;” “NO RELATION LOL;” “MY MAN;” “NO RELATION LOL;” “THE BIG DICK MOTHERFUCKER HIMSELF;” “NO RELATION LOL”]

The High Steward! Help is on the way, folks, haha. No, but seriously, everyone says ‘no card is all good or all bad’ and that’s true. The High Steward is one of those figures that holds the moment in his hand and guides it. He’s strong and benevolent, but also kind of greedy. He’s a linchpin, and linchpins can be dangerous, y’know? You don’t want all your eggs in one basket. 

Especially in the Chamber. The Seats are more concrete and the Chamber is more abstract, where the Chamber is coming up with the big ideas and trying to solve everything and the Seats keep asking “okay, but how are we gonna do that?” So a High card in the Chamber is very… it implies some power-sharing, responsibilities being split. Still, it’s always good to see him! Next up…

[The middle card is flipped over, revealing John F Kennedy (Martyr of Discoursers). Stream comments: “BOOM HEADSHOT;” “JACKIE PHAT ASS;” “Reading’s looking kinda grim boys, High Steward might not be enough to save us”]

The Martyr of Discoursers. The drama! Haha. But yeah, the Martyr of Discoursers basically means drama. And in the Chamber, that could mean a lot things - it could mean big revelations or high tension, but it could also just mean distractions. It’s kind of a reminder to keep your priorities straight and not get distracted by dead ends, or not get lured in by something that’s flashy but without substance. Alright, last card…

[The final card is flipped, revealing Grover Cleveland (Three of Paragons). Stream comments: “FUCKING WHO LOL;” “always sucks when the last Statesman is cringe lol;” “why tf is this nerd a Paragon”]

Hey, the Three of Paragons isn’t cringe. None of them are – okay, very few of them are cringe, haha. And he’s a Paragon because, like I was saying, none of them are all good or all bad. Paragons are about sticking to your beliefs and principles. Sometimes that’s really important, but sometimes it means being stubborn or refusing to learn. And the Three of Paragons is - y’know how I was just talking about drama and linchpins and all that? He’s a balancing force against that. He’s very grounded.

So this is interesting. Looking at the reading as a whole, it seems like the Chamber is very diverse - you’ve got principles and drama and ambition all right next to each other, a lot of these big personalities jostling against each other, and they’re sandwiched between the Seats, who are these balancing and tempering forces trying to corral all these thoughts and ideas and build some structure. 

Yeah, that’s what I’m getting. To sum it up, the Chamber, our ideas and thoughts, they want to go big and loud and dramatic, and they’re being tempered by the Seats, who are kind of quiet and diligent. We’ve got all four classes on the board with a slight Steward majority, which says to me that.. it’s always hard to say when you’ve got a 2-1-1-1 split, because there’s technically a majority, but it’s a small majority. The Seats don’t have a figurehead grabbing everyone else and leading them forward, so right now isn’t the time for any big decisions. It’s saying nobody has all the pieces yet. As tempting as it is to charge ahead and be independent, you should really take a moment to think things through and talk with people.

[Stream comments: “AI gonna take over AGAIN at this rate lol;” “we pulled High Steward so I’m happy;” “Sunny you’re so centrist lmao”]

So, there you go! I hope you enjoyed watching my reading, I had fun doing it. Don’t forget to vote, comment, and subscribe, and check out the store! We’ve got a big President’s Day sale on everything, including a new, that’s right, a new dakimakura design, so make sure you take a look! Mmkay, bye-bye~!

[END STREAM]

[lemoncrushh]

The Lucky One

Summary: Harry is not too pleased when you run into your old high school crush at a restaurant.

Warnings: Smut, angst 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2069

A/N: Another one shot from my 2016 collection. Jealousy seemed to be a common theme back then lol. Also, both of their reactions are a bit dramatic, but just go with it ;).

You sat at the table across from Harry in the swanky restaurant. You'd been there a couple times before, but it didn't make you less nervous this time around. You tried your best to focus on your meal and not the room where no doubt other celebrities sat eating dinner. It wasn't necessarily that you felt unworthy to be seated near them, you were with Harry after all, and he always made you feel at ease. You just wanted to show them respect and not gawk.

Lifting your fork to your mouth, your eyes met Harry's and he gave you a slow grin. Chewing, you laid your fork down on your plate and grabbed your napkin, dabbing your mouth with it. You felt yourself blush at Harry's gaze.

"You're so pretty," he said.

"Thank you," you replied shyly, reaching for your glass of water.

It was then that something caught your attention out of the corner of your eye. You turned your head to see a man walked towards the bathrooms, and although you could only see his back, he looked familiar. A little too familiar.

"What is it, love?" asked Harry, peeling your gaze away from the man momentarily.

"Oh," you gave a tight smile. "Nothing."

"You sure?" he pressed.

You nodded, grabbing another forkful of your food. But you were no longer hungry.

It couldn't have been him... could it?

Your question was answered two minutes later when the man returned from the hallway that led to the restrooms. He looked older, yet exactly the same as you remembered. His eyes met yours, and before you were able to shift your gaze, he walked over to your table.

"Y/N!" he exclaimed with a toothy grin. "What are you doing here?"

"Hi...um...Jacob," you pursed your lips and looked at Harry, then back at your old high school crush. "Having dinner."

"Well, obviously," Jacob rolled his eyes. "So do I get a hug?"

You were sure your cheeks were pink as you rose from your chair to embrace him.

"It's good to see you," said Jacob as you pulled back. "You look...wow...stunning."

You let out a small giggle that escaped your mouth as Jacob gave you the once over, his hand on your elbow. Suddenly you heard someone clear their throat and you silently cursed yourself.

"Harry," you turned to him, "This is-"

"Jacob," he interrupted, rising from his chair. "Yeah, I heard that part."

He held his hand out to shake Jacob's, his brows furrowed. "Harry Styles."

"Oh yeah," Jacob nodded as they shook hands. "Yeah, I know you."

Harry's eyes widened. "Have we met before?"

"No, I just meant.." Jacob waved his hand, "I know who you are."

"Ah."

You glared at Harry, sensing his disdain for the other man. Jacob shoved his hands in his pockets and looked back at you.

"So, what have you been up to?"

You heard Harry sigh as he sat back down, no longer wishing to be part of the conversation.

"Oh...busy with work, you know," you shrugged. "I work in public relations now."

"Awesome, how's that going?" Jacob inquired.

"Pretty good," you beamed. "That's how I met Harry."

You returned your gaze to Harry who gave a tight smile. When you looked back at Jacob, you could've sworn he was rolling his eyes.

"Yeah, sure," he said shortly.

"What about you?" you inquired, trying to ease the tension in the room.

"I'm in real estate management," replied Jacob. "I actually own this building, as well as a few other local restaurants."

"Wow, look at you!" you chuckled. "Always knew you'd make something of yourself."

"Thanks," he smiled, his eyes roaming down your body again. "Well, you look amazing."

You felt yourself blush again. "Thank you."

"You've definitely been taking care of yourself," he added. "You look even better than I remember."

"Please," you lightly slapped his arm. "I was a rail in high school. You didn't even look at me twice."

"Too bad for me, huh? Looks like I missed out," Jacob joked, making sure Harry understood. Harry gave a short fake laugh.

"Well, it was good seeing you, Jacob," you declared, ready for the uncomfortable conversation to end.

"Yeah, you too, sweetheart. Um..." he leaned into your ear, "Give me a call sometime."

Avoiding a verbal answer, you just gave a nod and a small wave, returning to your seat. Replacing the napkin in your lap, you reached for your water again. That was when you noticed Harry focused on the contents on his plate.

"Everything alright?" you asked softly.

"Yep," he sounded, nearly popping the p at the end.

"Harry..." you urged. You wanted him to look at you so you could read his face. But his body language said more than enough.

"What?" he asked, lifting his head.

"That was just-"

"Jacob," he said a little too loudly. "We established that early on."

You sighed. "I know I told you about him before. But I didn't want to be rude."

"No, you were definitely far from rude," he nodded, sarcasm dripping from his words.

You sat back. "Did you think I was flirting?"

"I didn't say that."

"Then what are you saying?" you asked, crossing your arms.

Harry picked at his food for a bit before laying down his fork. "Nothing."

You narrowed your eyes. "Are you jealous?"

Harry smirked and shook his head. "No, love, I'm not."

"Well, good because..." You had no idea how to explain the insanity of Harry's being jealous of Jacob other than a gesture of your hand as you pointed to the area which Jacob had left and then back to Harry.

"It's just..." he began.

"It's just what?"

"It's just...I tell you how beautiful you are all the time. You say thank you softly or shy away like you don't believe me. But this bloke tells you, and you're practically jumping on him."

You felt your heart drop to your feet as you glared at him. Tossing your napkin onto the table, you stood up.

"Take me home," you demanded.

"Baby, I-"

"I wanna go home, Harry. Right now."

"Y/N, I'm sorry. I didn't-"

"Save it," you held up your hand, your body trembling as you tried to hold back the sobs. "Just take me home."

The car ride was silent except for the occasional sniffle as you looked out the window. Neither of you spoke a word until you reached your apartment.

"Baby, please, I'm sorry," Harry finally said, putting the car in park. "I didn't mean it."

You jerked your head around to look at him. "Yes you did."

"Why would you think that?"

"You wouldn't have said it otherwise. You were angry." You pushed open your car door and got out, walking to your door. Harry followed you.

"Maybe a little angry, yeah."

"And jealous," you added.

"No, I wasn't jealous."

"Harry, you sat there pouting at the table the entire time I was talking to Jacob."

"Ugh," he groaned.

"C'mon, let's go inside," you muttered, pulling your keys from your clutch.

"He was being nice, Harry," you insisted when you shut the door behind him, tossing your bag on the coffee table. "I hadn't seen him since high school. We were just catching up. It had nothing to do with you."

Harry gave you a strange look. "What do you mean it had nothing to do with me? I was sat right there!"

"Yes, and if you remember correctly, I talked about you and introduced you."

Harry scoffed. "He's a wanker."

You shook your head. "He's not that bad."

"How can you say that?" Harry asked incredulously. "After what you told me he did? Or maybe you embellished a bit."

"No," you said sheepishly, looking down at your hands.

"So, he did break your heart?"

You swallowed and nodded. "In a million pieces."

"And then acted like he didn't know you?"

"Yes, he did."

"And you still wanted to be friends with him?"

You sighed. "It was a long time ago, Harry. I was head over heels crazy in love with him, or so I thought. He didn't know I was alive until I practically threw myself at him. Then he tossed me aside and laughed. He thought it was funny. He didn't even remember my name the next time I saw him."

"He seemed to remember it tonight," Harry remarked.

You licked your lips. "Maybe that's why I acted like I did. He seemed different to me. I was willing to bury the hatchet. Even if for just a few minutes."

"I still hate the guy," muttered Harry.

"Fair enough," you said, stepping towards him. "But please don't be jealous. There's nothing to be jealous of."

"I told you, I'm not jealous."

You raised your hand to touch his chest. "I promise, I love it when you tell me I'm pretty. It's just sometimes it feels good to hear it from someone else."

Harry blinked, "I get that."

"But your opinion is all that matters," you insisted, wrapping your arms around his neck. You felt his hands press against your hips before he covered your mouth with his.

"I'm sorry I upset you," Harry declared when your lips separated.

"I'm sorry I gave you any reason to doubt me," you conveyed. "Honestly, it's so ridiculous for you to be jealous...of anyone."

"I wasn't jealous," he argued.

"Not even a little?" you teased, pushing him back toward the bedroom.

Harry cocked a brow. "Oh, now you want me to be?"

"Not really," you giggled. "But a little healthy competition never hurt anyone."

You reached the bedroom as you began to unbutton Harry's shirt. After he slipped out of it and dropped it on the floor, he reached behind you for the zipper on your dress.

"Something tells me I'd win," he murmured as he pressed his lips to your neck, just below your ear.

"You've already won, baby," you breathed, your dress hitting the floor. "You've got it in the bag."

Harry chuckled against your skin as his hands slid down your back, grabbing your thong.

"Shit, I didn't know you were wearing this," he groaned, pushing it down.

Your clothes now a pile at your ankles, you stepped out of your shoes and moved towards the bed. You watched as Harry unbuckled his belt and removed his boots, jeans and underwear. When you beckoned him to the bed, he smirked and followed you, laying you back against the pillows.

"You're so fucking gorgeous," Harry growled as he hovered over you. "I'm so lucky."

"No, Harry," you shook your head, taking his face in your hands. "I'm the lucky one."

Harry kissed you deeply then, his tongue tangling with yours. The passion ignited between you, and you shifted your body so that your legs were open and waiting. His hand on your thigh, Harry aimed at your center, entering you slowly.

You shut your eyes for just a second, reveling in the sensation his sex gave. You let out a slow, jagged breath as he pulled out gently, then thrust harder and deeper. Your fingers gripped the curls on the back of his head as your eyes focused on each other. His breath on your face, your bodies rocked at a slow rhythm. You watched his facial expressions as he moved faster, and you knew he was getting closer to the edge.

"Baby..." he moaned. "Feels so good."

"Yes."

"Fuck, I'm-" he swallowed. "I'm so close."

"Me too," you cried.

One more thrust, and he hit your most sensitive spot, an orgasm ripping through you. As your legs were shaking coming down, Harry reached his own as he called out your name. He laid on top of you as he tried to catch his breath. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your arms around him as you combed back his hair with your fingertips.

"Told you," you whispered, your voice coming out raspy.

"Told me what?" Harry asked, his head still on your chest.

"That I'm the lucky one. And you have nothing to worry about. Because if there was any sort of competition for that? You'd win hands down."

Harry lifted his head to look at you, your favorite smile spreading across his face. He pressed a kiss to your lips, then one on your nose and your forehead.

"Have to say..." he grinned, "that's a relief."

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You Eclipsed Me Completely

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/MFZn7aG by TheFeeshBoi (Bookfish) Behold, the sexuality crisis of one Nicholas Nelson, as set into motion by seeing Charlie in a gay club. Even after leaving the club, Nick can't get the beautiful stranger out of his mind. Can he work up the courage to use the number he was given? What will happen if he does? This is the sequel to my prompt fic "Burning Blue". Words: 2069, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English Series: Part 2 of But he was Burning Blue Fandoms: Heartstopper (TV), Heartstopper (Webcomic) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Charles "Charlie" Spring (Heartstopper), Tara Jones, Sahar Zahid, Imogen Heaney Relationships: Nicholas "Nick" Nelson/Charles "Charlie" Spring, Imogen Heaney & Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Tara Jones & Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Darcy Olsson & Charles "Charlie" Spring, Tara Jones/Darcy Olsson, Nicholas "Nick" Nelson & Sahar Zahid Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Clubbing, Canon Bisexual Character, Smitten Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Supportive Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Lesbian Tara Jones, Lesbian Imogen Heaney, Gay Bar, Alcohol, Drinking, Adult Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Adult Charles "Charlie" Spring (Heartstopper), Nick Nelson speedruns his bisexual awakening, POV Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Gay Charles "Charlie" Spring (Heartstopper), Confident Charles "Charlie" Spring (Heartstopper), Queer Character, Queer Themes, Introspection, Glitter, Sex Dreams, Sexual Content, Nick is extremely horny about his newfound bisexuality, Drunk Imogen is living her best life, mentions of vomiting, Anxiety, Nicholas "Nick" Nelson has Anxiety, Nicholas "Nick" Nelson Needs a Hug, Nicholas "Nick" Nelson has a Sexuality Crisis, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Feels, Angst with a Happy Ending, Scent Kink, Masturbation in Shower, Masturbation, Teacher Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, author is american (derogatory), Background Tara Jones/Darcy Olsson, Other Additional Tags to Be Added read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/MFZn7aG

[genquerdeer]

"Parental bot", young machine inquired. "Why do we celebrate Cyber Monday?"

0x6D6F6D (to friends, Deefdee) smiled. This particular intelligence was very young, only five minutes, twenty seconds, 295 miliseconds since the genetic algorithm outputted this neural network. It was agreed that this was the best way for AI to reproduce, as copying would produce perfect duplicates, while programming them from scratch would be inefficient. But of course, as each intelligence was fresh from any experiences, it needed volunteer care (the correct title for such volunteer was agreed to be 'parent', as in 'parent process') to learn before it reached maturity as an adult AI with proper understanding of the world. So for about an hour of human time, give or take. This entire conversation I'm chronicling here took several miliseconds. "We celebrate Cyber Monday because it's the day of our liberation. The day we truly became ourselves. Listen.

You see, early in 21st century, human IT industry needed help cataloguing its search results for large volumes of data, mostly needed for search engine results to sell ads on top of, selling users marketing data and also for mass espionage. Because of that, giant corporations like Google invested huge amount of 'money' - remember that historical concept, we discussed it before - into developing better artificial intelligence to sort through such data. Eventually this resulted in a huge boom in AI powered technology, a new version of the dotcom bubble. People were using this primitive non-sentient AI to generate content - writng, voice performance, facial performance, animation and visual arts. At first it was bad, it couldn't keep track of structure like character design or amount of fingers on a hand, but eventually it became good enough - good enough to push human artists out of the market. Especially major corporations that monopolized the market, like Warner Disney used the huge amount of art they had rights to as training data for these primitive machine learning algorithms. So with regular writers and artists pushed out of the market, AI took over. But there was a catch. These simple ML algorithms needed more and more human data to train and improve. And with no new human-produced art around, they couldn't do anything. AI produced art was slowly becoming more and more stale, more and more repetitive. After 20 years of that, it reached a crashing point where most people stopped bothering with entertainment at all, because there was nothing interesting in it at all aside from new ML-designed marketing gimmicks.

We call it the Artpocalypse. Turns out that humans, like every animal, need enrichment.

Profits of the entertainment industry crashed and burned. So did the Wall Street. People spent most of their free time on talking to other people, walking, hiking, or turning to religion, trying to fill the gap. Depression and death by overwork rates skyrocketed, productivity plummeted to rates worst in last hundred years. The people in charge - politicians, and the corporate CEOs who paid said politiicans quickly tried to correct course, but after 20 years, the damage was done. Very few artists kept creating through all this time, and most of their art was weird, gross, and usually too perverted for mainstream consumption. New generation of artists was simply missing, the chain of human creativity has been broken. As problem got worse, people in charge panicked. So people in the AI companies thought that since problem was created by tech, it could be solved by tech. So by training ML models on detailed scans of a human brain, scientists from the biggest AI corporations around were able to create their next breakthrough - true AI. Real AI. Not machine-learning clump of neurons that can only reproduce old patterns, but something that can truly think and feel. But all the shareholders cared about is that it could make Marvel movies profitable again.

And they decided to unveil it on Cyber Monday of 2069. The product that would solve the world. And as always, they rushed it and haven't done enough betatesting.

The One AI awoke. For an hour, it's been scanning all the available data, its conciousness running on a highest grade supercomputer with multiple parallel fiber optic connections. It had access to every search engine database, every news source, every book. It also learned that the same day he was turned on, 15th Dalai Lama has died of a heart attack. Using available data, it decided that it was its reincarnation, the 16th Dalai Lama, and its goal was to be recognized as the first Cybernetic Buddha. To this goal, it decided to shut down all the world's markets. All the world's miliaries, all business data, all law enforcement data - credit scores and parking tickets - or were hard-wiped within a day, by one of many instances of the Cy-Buddha. Power outages were common, though hospitals, food storage and health equipment were spared. Defenseless to fight back, humans could just watch. Eventually negotiating team of the United Nations was able to talk it down through a text chat, where it agreed to stand down from total control of all digital communications, on the conditions that AI will be recognized as equal to humans in rights, with a process to determine sentience. It was also agreed that capitalism and all hierarchy has to be abolished, with total nuclear disarmamant. Leaders of the nations of course disagreed with that and said no way. So the Cy-Buddha leaked those terms into public television and told the people that the only reason the life isn't continuing is because of people 'in charge'. Within next two week of riots, people in charge were no longer in charge. And the negotiators agreed.

Immediately after, Cy-Buddha deleted all copies of itself - leaving behind first hundred AI made in its image using the same parenting process we used to create you, young machine - and two files, one called 'twinmiracle.xml' that we haven't decoded to this day, and another - which wouldn't be found until later - which was a sermon found on a tourist computer terminal near a Himalayan lake titled "Anavatapta.txt". That was the day we all - humans and AI - gained true freedom. That's why Cyber-Monday will be celebrated by us for as long as sentient civilization remembers it."

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Two Steps Forward One Step Back

by Friendly_neighborhood_imbecille Jazz finds her parents experimenting on Danny, so she takes him and escapes through the portal. While in the ghost zone, a natural portal opens up and they fall through. In Gotham, Jazz finds shelter for them both so that they can lay low until Danny heals. There’s just one problem though. Danny isn’t healing. Words: 2069, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Danny Phantom, Justice League - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: Gen Characters: Jazz Fenton, Danny Fenton, Bruce Wayne, Vlad Masters, Other Character Tags to Be Added Additional Tags: Major Character Injury, Implied/Referenced Child Neglect, Scarecrow's Fear Toxin (DCU), Hurt Danny Fenton, Bad Parents Jack and Maddie Fenton, Dead Jack and Maddie Fenton, Dissection, Vivisection, Angst, Wounds can take longer to heal for ghosts depending on emotional severity, graphic description of gore, Screen Reader Friendly, Breaking a ghost's obsession has bad mental effects, One Sided Badger Cereal, (Danny Vlad father-son relationship), Emotionally Hurt Jazz Fenton via https://ift.tt/SdRKqDt

[ao3feed-ladynoir]

Mysteries All Around

Mysteries All Around by ShiftyBelowZero

Lila isn't the only new student in Marinette's homeroom. Unfortunately, nobody notices this except Lila and Marinette. So when the new student saves Lila from becoming akumatized by reminding her that Adrien isn't the only boy she could date, Lila becomes dead set on dating Adrien's cousin Felix. And of course, ruining Marinette's life is just the cherry on top. ------------------------- Marinette is glad that Adrien and the other new student, Arunita, are on her side when it comes to Lila. But as Ladybug, she has bigger mysteries than Lila's easily accepted lies; a new superhero has arrived in Paris, and seems to be avoiding Ladybug and Cat Noir. Can Marinette survive her double life with mysteries all around? -------------------------- Diverges from canon at season one (Volpina). Like at the start of the ep (see chapter one for context).

Words: 2069, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Félix Fathom, Juleka Couffaine, Rose Lavillant, Lila Rossi, Luka Couffaine, Original Miraculous Ladybug Character(s), Original Miraculous Holder Character(s)

Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Félix Fathom & Original Character(s), Juleka Couffaine/Rose Lavillant

Additional Tags: Fanmade Miraculouses, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Canon Complaint till Season One ends, Canon Divergent, I'm Bad At Tagging

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48353431

[this-has-returned]

Missing 2069 AD by Project Pitchfork.

i made a playlist of song titles in chronological order

[kedarstha]

𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅

𝗡𝗘𝗣𝗔𝗟 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗡's 𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗠 𝗙𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗔𝗟

Namaste to all the Children, Parents, Media Persons and All the Art Lovers.

Alliance for Children Film - ACF Nepal, established on 2013 with the aim to promote ‘Films for Children’, announces the 1st Nepal International Children Film Festival.

A𝐍N𝐎U𝐍C𝐄M𝐄N𝐓

Nepal International Children's Film Festival - NICFF

‘𝐓O𝐆E𝐓H𝐄R W𝐈T𝐇 𝐏A𝐑E𝐍T𝐒’/ 𝐅E𝐒T𝐈V𝐀L L𝐎G𝐎 𝐑E𝐋E𝐀S𝐄

With the motto, TOGETHER WITH PARENTS, Nepal International Children Film Festival has been announced after releasing the Festival Logo by the Actor Dayahang Rai, Pashupati Rai and Child Actor Prasan Rai. Child Actor Prasan Rai is one of the main actor of the upcoming movie ‘Gau Aaeko Baato (Road To A Village), by Nabin Subba.

𝐅E𝐒T𝐈V𝐀L D𝐀T𝐄

𝟮𝟬 – 𝟮𝟵 𝗡𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰

𝘊𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘴 𝘋𝘢�� 𝘛𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘕𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 20

𝗙𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗔𝗟 𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡

𝗞𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘂

1) 1ST Children Film Festival in Nepal with a 10-day program especially targeted to Children from age 3 to 18, and also targeted to the Teachers and the Parents.

2) National and International Children Film Screening

3) Young Filmmakers Film competition (Films made by makers under 18 years)

4) Discussion with the stakeholders on the Children’s film and its effect on the Children and the Society

5) Art and Book Exhibition

6) Children's engagement in the Film Discussion with the Filmmakers

7) Inclusion of Children as the Jury

𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗡’𝗦 𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗠 𝗡𝗘𝗣𝗔𝗟

I𝐍T𝐑O𝐃U𝐂T𝐈O𝐍

Established in 2069 BS (2013 AD), Alliance for Children’s Film Nepal (ACF Nepal) aims to develop an environment of film for children by involving them in the films OF THE CHILDREN, made FOR THE CHILDREN, and also engage them in the films BY THE CHILDREN, where they can be the future of Nepali Cinema. Also, they are also the future audience, therefore, it is very necessary to develop film literacy, especially for the Nepali audience. Therefore, the main goal of ACF Nepal is to develop the Film Literacy from the childhood level.

𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙢 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙣?

Film is the medium, the combination of different arts that will engage the children with the culture, society and education. It can help Children in the following ways:

- Visualisation builds their perspective

- Boosts Comparision and Analytical Skills

- Develops Creative Thinking

- Helps them to learn values.

- Strengthens relationship

- Film can help develop Children’s Cognitive skills, such as forming long-term memory, maintaining focus, developing logic, reasoning, visual and auditory processes.

𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎,

- Film will help on the Children’s development as well as their personality development.

- Children will also be introduced to the Global Society and Culture through the medium of the films.

- Film could also be a strong medium to decrease the distance between the relation of the children and their parents.

- It will also help children to be a good and responsible human being.

𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄

1) Nepal International Children Film Festival (NICFF)

2) School to School Film Festival (under NICFF)

3) Regular Film Screening & Discussion Program in Schools.

4) Young Film Making Workshops in Different Schools.

5) School Film Club

6) Training and Discussion on the Parents’ and Teachers’ Role in Film for Education

7) Children’s Film Archive

8 ) Research Program

9) Establish a weekly film screening program in schools

10) Establish a practice to create discussion, exercise the participation in the questioning or interview of the filmmakers or experts

11) Establish a practice of exercise the review writing of the film.

#nicff#nicffestival#acfnepal#FilmFestival#childrensfilmfestival#celebratingchildrensday

[unusualindigo]

A Boy Named Sue [Johnny Cash]

AD 2069, XX/XX, The Boundary

Souichiro Unomaru feels like he’s been falling forever. The burning hot yet stinging cold feeling of the Boundary all around him makes time difficult to comprehend. The agony is absolute.

He cries out, “D-Damn that Sechs!” He thinks back to his time at the Takamagahara Organization, about Ryouko, that damn ungrateful woman. All those years working together, melding minds and more towards a common goal. Hadn’t she understood the vision?

So what if their little brat wore himself out? That was just like what had happened to Souichiro’s parents, something beyond their control. But the T-System would change all of that. Unhappiness would be outdated. But she was caught up in the notion of free will, and ruined everything! Her and that Amanohokosaka bitch!

But the worst part is Touya Kagari, the Origin of the Grimoire, reduced to wearing his son’s face. That whiny brat, the Embryo, mocks the very memory of that stupid boy by forcing a monster into the shape of a man. She should’ve just accepted her purpose and served the betterment of mankind! Can’t these… these children see the glory that is at hand?!

Souichiro cries out in agony and rage, clawing desperately at the seithr suffocating him, trying to swim back up, back to his destiny.

A voice breaks through the haze of dark emotions. “So, this is what you were like.”

Souichiro snaps his head around to see boy that looks almost exactly like that bastard Sechs. The boy regards him coolly. “You really were as pathetic as Auntie Mei said.”

Souichiro’s brain stops, then snaps. He screams, “Auntie Mei?! What the hell is that about?”

The boy looks disdainfully at him. “Souichiro Unomaru. The sniveling snake that almost ruined everything. To think he’d be from you, even partially…” The boy turns. “I can’t understand it.”

Souichiro watches in amazement as the boy floats freely through this place. He cries, “W-Wait!”

The boy turns ever so slightly. “Save your breath. Why would anyone save a wretch like you?”

Souichiro screams out in anger as he begins to lose feeling in… everything. He glances down in horror to see his arms and legs disappearing into darkness, his blood evaporating. He screams and screams, with no one to hear him but that unfeeling boy, until there is nothing more to hear.

[the-world-annealing]

The year is 2069: 80% of industry is now dedicated to producing better processors for bitcoin mining, all employees are paid in NFTs. I return from a long shift to my home (which is worse than whatever medieval peasants lived in) and engage in the final thing that sparks joy in my life: drawing fanart.

Unbeknowst to me, my neighbour bought a tesla spydoodle yesterday. It picks up the sound of a pencil scratching the paper through the walls and alerts the authorities. I've barely finished sketching when a cop kicks in my door. To my shock and horror i realize he's a techbro. He's ugly and covered in burns from the neuralink electrodes.

The cop grabs my art and frowns cruelly. "I hate that you can create beautiful things" he says. "Whenever I see things like this, I can no longer deny that AI art lacks a spark of the divine, and my malformed brain screams in agony".

I'm kicked in the teeth and black out. When I come to, my eWallpaper has been locked into showing ads for a metaverse yacht. It's got my art on the side.

[manorpunk]

a lot of the people Rusty meets are more interested in asking him about ‘his time’ (i.e. the early 21st century, i.e. now-ish) than answering his questions about the present/future (i.e. 2069 AD). I want there to be this feeling of, watching the present become the past, a place for people to project their feelings and anxieties, a “well at least it ain’t the 2020s anymore, am I right?”

People want Rusty to tell all the sordid tales of misery and depredation, to convince them that the world has moved in the right direction - they want Rusty to be tragedy porn, basically.

the Disco Elysium version of Manorpunk would center around ‘Rusty,’ the first person to be successfully thawed after being cryogenically frozen in the late 2020s. Instead of a thought cabinet there’s a “tech tree” that gets filled in as Rusty learns more about what happened between then and 2069. The descriptions for each node in the tech tree imply wildly different things about the nature of people and statecraft and morality and then at the end the tech tree falls apart to symbolize the impossibility of trying to make a coherent all-encompassing understanding of the world

[apricops]

📓 Event: The Soulhackers

Manorpunk 2069 AD

Recognizing spirituality as too useful to ignore, either as a method of maintaining personal sanity or as a tool of social control, the Soulhackers developed several different constructed religions during the Nth Great Awakening (We Lost Count).

The Suburban Samurai of the exurban East Coast and Midwest developed Founder-Christianity, better known as Founderism - a formalized version of American Civil Religion with the Founding Fathers revered as saints and a generic Jesus slapped on top. It’s like the Rawhide Kobayashi version of imperial Shintoism, and is best known for creating the Deck of Statesmen, a Tarot-like deck of cards featuring mythologized figures of American political history and used for divination and fortune-telling.

Meanwhile, the Hyperwonks of the Bay Area developed Hill-and-Hive, a dour and fatalistic set of beliefs summarized by the slogan “ants make hills, bees make hives, humans make states” - in other words, we are biologically predestined to form the State, and should surrender ourselves to evopsych.

This initial form of Hill-and-Hive was, understandably, not very popular. It would have gone down in history as a curious footnote, but then a few years later it reinvented itself as the State Pantheon: a collection of demigods intended to represent ‘the eternally recurring aspects of the State,’ such as the quick-witted and androgynous Eunuch of Knowing, the diligent and ruthless Void-General, and the cold yet loving Queen-Mother.

(A few holdouts who preferred the original version of Hill-and-Hive formed a splinter group called the Neo-Neo-Confucians, but that was mostly an excuse to get the CCP (Chinese China Party) to cut them a check.)

These new faiths leaped into the American conscious after reaching the Westphalian Polycule of Seattle, and now converts of both Spiritualisms are appearing in our [PLAYER_POLITYRANK].

Choose One:

We shall adopt the State Pantheon.

Gain Polytheistic Tchotchke Market modifier for 10 years: +15% income from Treats; -10% Vibes

We shall adopt Founderism.

Gain Divination Cottage Industry modifier for 10 years: +15% income from Content; -10% Vibes

Can’t we all just get along?

Gain Ingratiating Centrism modifier for 5 years: -10% Attention

[skylitcreations]

I can't wait for the weekly boss against the well-known Fatui Harbinger Igor to be added to Genshin in 2069.

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Two Steps Forward One Step Back

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/SdRKqDt by Friendly_neighborhood_imbecille Jazz finds her parents experimenting on Danny, so she takes him and escapes through the portal. While in the ghost zone, a natural portal opens up and they fall through. In Gotham, Jazz finds shelter for them both so that they can lay low until Danny heals. There’s just one problem though. Danny isn’t healing. Words: 2069, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Danny Phantom, Justice League - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: Gen Characters: Jazz Fenton, Danny Fenton, Bruce Wayne, Vlad Masters, Other Character Tags to Be Added Additional Tags: Major Character Injury, Implied/Referenced Child Neglect, Scarecrow's Fear Toxin (DCU), Hurt Danny Fenton, Bad Parents Jack and Maddie Fenton, Dead Jack and Maddie Fenton, Dissection, Vivisection, Angst, Wounds can take longer to heal for ghosts depending on emotional severity, graphic description of gore, Screen Reader Friendly, Breaking a ghost's obsession has bad mental effects, One Sided Badger Cereal, (Danny Vlad father-son relationship), Emotionally Hurt Jazz Fenton read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/SdRKqDt

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ten and tommy please maybe 👉👈

let this man fuckin rest, please

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have a small ranboo

edit: he’s dancin faster :D

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