#Boston renegades

[o-the-mts]

Boston Women’s Sports has updated the Boston sports championships graphic to include titles won by professional women’s teams in Boston.

[baddawgsports]

BOS Nation FC Becomes Latest Black Eye on NWSL

The highly anticipated franchise out of Boston, Massachusetts finally selected their club name after fans have been waiting years for the city to return to women’s soccer. Needless to say fans, media and potential new fans never would’ve expected what they got when the day arrived. The club decided to release its named BOS Nation FC with no reasoning behind the pick and why it represents Boston.…

[angleofmusings]

yeah i was reserving judgment up until now but it is. extremely comical and kind of sad that the pwhl teams don’t have names or logos yet. im sorry but when the merch stand is all the league logo or a stylized letter “B” that is just pathetic. at least put yr colors on the merch

[goalhofer]

Thank you, Eddinson Paulino.

[gigabyte-flare]

There’s No Escape (Part 1)

Summary: You are going through a rather nasty breakup as you escape your ex-boyfriend’s apartment while he’s away on a top secret government assignment. You move to a completely new state in hopes he won’t find you. You clearly underestimated his determination because he has no intention of letting you go. 

Pairing: yandere!Leon Kennedy x fem!reader (afab)

Word Count: 1.1k (Next part should be longer! Wanted to get story building stuff out of the way before getting to the good stuff ;) )

If any of the warnings below trigger you, please kindly pass on this fic 

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, actions depicted in this story are not condoned in real life; if you feel this way, please go touch grass

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL YEET YOU INTO THE GODDAMN SUN. Thank you!

Warnings (may not apply to all parts): Sex, gaslighting, swearing, stalking, acts of violence, blood, dubcon, kidnapping, pet names (baby, doll, angel, sweetheart, etc.), PTSD triggers, unprotected sex, forced breeding, daddy kink, manipulation, oral (m and f receiving), choking, overstimulation, knife play, gunplay. Long story short, DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. More warnings may be added in the future

A/N: @dollrxst, @hxllfiredoll, @nexyswrites, @ghostkennedy, @lipglossanon and like a bunch of others who’s fics I’ve consumed and have been inspired by, this is all your fault and I’m not even mad about it. Please excuse grammatical errors and such, it’s been a hot second since I’ve written stuff like this. Enjoy!

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It was now or never.

Leon Scott Kennedy, your soon to be ex-boyfriend, is away on some top secret government assignment and isn’t due back for about three days. You had been seeing each other for about six months and he insisted you move in with him after three months. He seemed wonderful at first, but living with him proved to be way more than you had signed up for.

He was bat shit insane.

You weren’t sure if it was due to unaddressed trauma from his line of work or whatever but his controlling and sick nature was ludicrous to you. He was controlling, manipulative and sick in the head. His idea of fun was holding a knife to your throat while fucking the absolute shit out of you. That was just the tip of the iceberg on the things he forced you to do for his pleasure. 

Anything you absolutely could not live without was getting stuffed into your little Jeep Renegade. If it didn’t fit, it was getting left behind because you had absolutely no intention of coming back. Clothes, toiletries, some of your books, your video game console and games, a couple pillows and some sheets all got stuffed in. When you were confident you had everything essential for your impromptu move, you closed the back hatch on the Renegade and grabbed your purse, phone and car keys from the kitchen counter, making sure to leave the copy of the apartment key you miraculously found behind. You lock the apartment door and shut it. You lean up against it and take a deep breath before you rush back down to your car. You had a long ride ahead of you; Washington D.C. to Boston was about a 9 hour drive.

It was now or never; you weren’t about to squander this opportunity to escape.

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

It was dark by the time you finally arrived in Boston. You navigate the confusing winding streets and find your apartment that you got with your best friend, Becky. You see her come out of the front door as you pull up in your car and park. You see her wave as you step out.

“Hey, you made it! I trust you had a good ride,” she inquires.

“Yeah, long as hell, sorry I’m so late. What time is it?”

“It’s like 9:30, come on in! I ordered pizza for us,” she says, motioning you in. 

You grab your purse, keys, phone and one of the pillows you had stuffed into your car and go inside the apartment. You decide you can unload your stuff in the morning. The kitchen is the first room you end up in and you set your stuff down on the small island before stumbling your tired legs into the living room where the smell of pizza was calling your name. You practically collapse in a reclining chair after grabbing a slice of pizza from the box on the coffee table. You let out a loud sigh of relief. You made it. You escaped.

“How are you feeling?” Becky asks before taking a bite out of her slice of pizza.

You finish chewing on yours and swallow hard, “I’ve never been so happy in my life. I’m honestly surprised I’m not dead from some of the bullshit Leon pulled.”

Becky shifts nervously on the couch. She was the only person you confided in about your sick, demented ex-boyfriend. You didn’t even tell your parents, you didn’t want to worry them. 

When you moved in with Leon, he forced you to quit your well paying I.T. job and forbade you from ever leaving the apartment alone. He took your phone away, but you found ways to sneak it back so that you could at least contact Becky. You didn’t want to think about the things he made you do; it was an absolute miracle you weren’t dead or pregnant from the amount of abuse you endured. 

“He hasn’t contacted you yet, has he?” 

You shake your head, closing your eyes as you lean back in the recliner, “nah, he won’t be back from whatever assignment he’s on for another few days, and I blocked his number.”

“Good,” Becky replies with a nod.

“I’m going to hit the sack,” you say suddenly as you get up from the chair and begin to walk back into the kitchen to collect your stuff. 

“No problem, I’ll help you unload your car tomorrow. I was able to get the day off from work.”

“Thanks, Becky.”

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

It’s late in the afternoon when Leon finally gets home from his excursion, his forearms covered in scraps and bruises. He couldn’t wait to see his baby girl, his cock growing hard from the anticipation. 

He fumbled with his keys in the low light until finding the correct one to unlock the front door to the apartment. He unlocks the door and opens it.

“Sweetheart, I’m home!” Leon calls out.

But there’s no response.

“Sweetie? Are you asleep?”

Nothing.

Leon could feel adrenaline rush through his veins as he starts to frantically search each room for his sweetheart. He became hyper aware of the dead silence of the apartment the further he searched. When he got to the bedroom, he ripped the closet doors open and found most of your clothes were gone. He ran into the bathroom; your toiletries were gone. Almost all your belongings were gone.

“No, no, no, no, nO, NO, NO!”

Where could you have gone? He never in a million dreams imagined you would ever leave him. You belonged to him. You were his everything. Everything he did, he did it for you, he did it to keep you safe from the disgusting world. Pure rage began to flow through him as he stalked back into the kitchen. Unsheathing his knife, he stabbed it into the center of the small dining table before he used both hands to flip it, letting out a primal growl as he did so. 

“That fucking ungrateful bitch!” he growls before walking over to the overturned table to retrieve his knife. 

“I loved you, took care of you, protected you… and this is the thanks I get…”

He pulls out his cellphone, dialing your number and putting the phone to his ear.

“We’re sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be reached at this time. Please check the number and try again.”

Taking a deep breath, he then attempts to send a text to the number.

We’re sorry, the number you have entered is not valid.

Breathing heavily, he puts his phone back in his pocket, balling both his fists and closing his cobalt eyes. He stood there for a moment, seething when he suddenly appeared to have a revelation. His eyes snap back open and he digs his phone back out from his pocket and opens an app. A smile slowly overcomes him as stares down at the phone like he was staring down at a long lost lover.

“There you are. Don’t worry baby girl. Daddy’s coming to get you.”

Part 2

[crystalvfae]

working on a renegade version for C2E2 / Anime Boston

[disco-troy]

I would argue this to be in character bc Dicks issues with consent. But there’s one big glaring issue with this perspective on Dick and that’s the years he spent as leader of the titans with Joey on the team and the way he approached Joeys power set.

Because Dick used Joeys powers - the same as deadman’s of possession - strategically and often in order to accomplish the teams goals and didn’t seem to have any moral qualms about it.

There’s a few ways to see this, right -

A) Dick's definition of "innocent" is doing a lot of work here - most of the people Dick asks Joey to posses - aren’t “innocent” they are criminals and henchmen or somewhat complicit in crimes. he doesn't like when people are possessed but he sees it as a necessary evil and he has to be practical more than moral - and so he makes a line to do with perceived innocence and sticks to it.

B) but that doesn't account for the times that Dick has asked Joey to posses people on the team or people that are not directly responsible for a crime - like when Vic gets angry and Dick asks Joey to posses him until he agrees to calm down. This is so so fucked up for so many ways - espcially to vic who at this point in the timeline is THE MOST fucked up about consent

“You haven’t given us a choice” as if this is an impersonal decision and not a revoking of bodily autonomy and ability to express emotion. No one on the team seems to see anything wrong with it except Vic (hint it’s bc they’re all fucked up about consent :))

^^ B is kind of an extension of A - the idea of "necessary" evil. It just shows that Dick is willing to stretch that definition as far as it needs to go. He may know morally what he's doing is wrong but he will not confront it because he is filling it under necessary evils. Anything can be necessary, it’s not the person to which the consent is revoked but the context in which it is.

C) another option is the Joey of it all. Dick is close to Boston, in some continuities they have an uncle-nephew relationship - Boston famously says Dick is the only guy in the superhero community everyone can trust.

But Joey is on a whole other level. Despite being introduced as Slade's son, there's something about Joey that Dick trusted from the start and maybe that bit of trust, of seeing and believing in Joeys innate kindness and struggle with his powers (as opposed to Boston enjoining it in this scene) helped Dick dimiss the lingering feelings about the morality... its Joey... Who would mind Joey in them…. (pun not intended im sorry)

D) Finally there's the time component - maybe as he grew up Dick started to refect on his past, his decisions, his role as a leader. Something that is important to note is that chronologically Dick's issues with consent really ramp up after ntt (though brother blood does happen in ntt) - him struggling w/ bodily consent and getting comments, assult, his name + story being warped, people wanting to control his destiny and identity ect. So I think it would be fair to say that as Dick matures he looks back on the decisions hes made with new eyes and is horrified with what he incidently facilitated. Maybe this newfound wisdom and self reflection is why he makes more of an effort to mention his views to Boston despite that fact that he's worked with Boston with no problem before.

Relevant Dick Grayson thoughts from the Renegade arc:

[petra-creat0r]

Deltarune: Fool's Fate Ch. 6 Secret Boss

Talked about her in my post about Fool's Fate Chapter 6's insane plot, so here she is. Good ol Miss Soxs Calzino. If Doggone is my most unhinged secret boss, then Soxs must come in second purely due to her Dark World being the most unhinged. Literally came up with it off a single joke that spiraled and spiraled and spiraled until snowballing into what it is now while I was on call with some of my friends.

Though even for how unhinged Soxs world is, she may just be the most well adjusted of my secret bosses, say for some anger issues and an irrational hatred for Snas the Hermit and Sans the Skeleton. Most of her trauma isn't even caused by old mystery man. Or at least she doesn't see it that way, she barely knows who the mystery man is because she just doesn't remember him that much.

For her name, one can probably tell that Soxs comes from, well, Socks. Because she's a sock puppet. Her last name, Calzino, though, well it also means sock. It's just Italian for sock. Her name is Sock Sock. Though Calzino does sort of sound like a mobster name. (Likely just because it's Italian.)

Soxs doesn't really have a text quirk. Unless you can consider speaking like a mobster and sounding like a Boston Elmo a text quirk, but that's more of an accent. The soul mode used in her battle is the yellow soul mode, making her share a soul mode with Spamton.

As could possibly be inferred, Soxs is Sans's sock. Instead of actually putting it away, he just brought it to work with him one day and left it there. Eventually placing a box over it. In the Dark World, she becomes a sock puppet sorta creature. It was a little difficult figuring out how to keep Soxs at least some what original when there are so many Sans's sock secret bosses, but I think making her a girl helped. (She's trans partly out of spite.)

Backstory under the cut

Soxs Calzino has always been something of a renegade. Even back in her original world, she never seemed to follow the rules and was always at least a little bit rebellious and disobedient. Other socks might've been happy falling in line, getting paired and put away, but not Soxs. Even when others tried to make Soxs fall in line, she'd always find a way to go on her own. This upset many around her, including her identical twin brother, Boots.

Eventually, either because those in her original world got fed up with Soxs's rebellion or just because Soxs yearned for greener pastures and thus went on to find them (Soxs will never say which one it truly was, though it seems both are somewhat correct), Soxs found herself in the convenience store Dark World. Seemingly all alone in a strange new place. Soxs didn't seem to mind the solitude all that much though, especially with how more lax this new Dark World seemed to her old one, and she eventually made a friend. A Rabbuster named Dusty who also seemed a bit of an outcast aw well.

The only grip Sox seemed to have was with the ruler of the convenience store world, The Hermit. The old milk carton didn't seem to do his job at all and would rather sell milk than be a ruler. Something about that irked Soxs, how could she stick it to the man when the man didn't care? Still, it was because of him the world as a whole had such a chill atmosphere, so she couldn't complain too much.

At some point, Soxs met a man. A strange someone also out of place who seemed equally disgusted by the Hermit, though for other reasons. After learning that Soxs also didn't seem to like the Hermit and believed herself to be a much better leader, actually doing her job while still maintaining the laid-back nature of this place, the man offered her a deal to help her achieve that. Not only would Soxs be able to stick it to the Hermit, but she could rule this world in a way to allow other rebels to try and stick it to her.

With a shrug, Soxs accepted the offer, figuring she had nothing to loose. And so with the man's assistance, mostly through offering information and giving tips, Soxs was able to form a rebellion. One that swore to over throw the Hermit. Even though the man helped Soxs as an informant and possibly influenced others to be more substantiable to listening to her, much of Soxs influence seemed to come from her own charisma. Just needing to know the right people to talk too.

Even with Soxs's influence and growing rebellion though, the Hermit didn't seem to care. The old milk carton even offered to just step down and let Soxs take his place. The rebel sock wouldn't stand for this though, demanding a proper fight. The Hermit shrugged and said "okay" before Soxs stormed off to plan some way to take down the milk carton while still getting him to care.

Over time as Soxs planned though, the man seemed to leave and some of her influence seemed to fizzle out, with most now just seeing her and the few that remained under her as a gang of petty criminals rather than some epic rebellion. Pretty much to today, Soxs has been planning her uprising against the Hermit, especially since he "exiled" her to the Backstreets where her gang's secret base was set up. (He really didn't, even he claimed she couldn't leave without an employee card, there was no way he was gonna stop her from leaving if she actually tried.)

That was until a group of Lightners entered her turf...

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Hehe. I hope ya'll like Soxs, I had a lot of fun making her and the rest of the convenience store Dark World. My friends and I were pretty much dying of laughter all call while coming up with it, especially Snas.

It wasn't mentioned in the backstory, but the man did technically give Soxs a Shadow Crystal at some point, but either she never exactly looked through it before misplacing it, or it just didn't change anything as she mostly just saw Sans and was still too focused on her goal of getting Snas to pay attention to her rebellion. I sorta like the later. "Oi yeah! I knows our world ain't real and we're all just inanimate objects, but that don't matter 'cuz my hatred for that old milk cart'n is real, ya dig? Who cares if our reality ain't really real if it's real ta us?" All the other secret bosses are secretly jealous she wasn't traumatized by learning the Truth.

Another little tidbit, Boots did not exist until I was writing this and remembered, "hey, socks go in pairs", and had the idea of Soxs having a twin. I searched up synonyms for sock and bootsee came up, so named the twin Boots. Together they are Boots and Soxs. I like it because together they sound like your basic beat-boxing beat.

[hrodvitnon]

Abraxasverse Headcanons - Infrastructural/socio/political consequences

Some thoughts and headcanons of mine, this time about some of the possible lasting impacts of the post-2014 major Titan crises on humanity’s infrastructure and zeitgeist. ;) (Bear in mind, I’m not an expert on politics or the military myself.)

(1) After the Mass Awakening, the U.S.’s military DON’T have the unexplained recovery that they seem to have had in GvK with the naval fleet. Having thrown all their home-based personnel except for last reserves and those out of contact at Washington D.C. and Boston, and having lost the majority of those forces to Ghidorah and Rodan’s counterattacks and to Ghidorah’s Boston wing-lightning respectively, while most of their abroad forces including those at Monarch outposts were likely called to assist the local militaries in trying to push back the other Titans on the other continents… After the Battle at Boston concludes, the U.S. military’s total personnel is probably reduced from over one million to just somewhere in the thousands - and even with a surge in new recruits joining up after the world caught a hard glimpse of the existential threat that Titans like Ghidorah can pose, it takes the U.S. at least a decade to built its military personnel back up to anything NEAR a pre-Mass Awakening level.

(1.5) Ghidorah’s involvement makes the U.S. military’s decimation a lot worse than that which other superpower countries’ militaries suffered - other countries just had to contend with one or two baseline Titans rampaging on each on their respective soils. So in the meantime after the Mass Awakening, the U.S. has officially lost its position as the world’s number one military superpower, and it probably isn’t even the second or third biggest military power comparatively speaking at this time. The good news is that almost every country is much too focused on global cooperation against future Titan threats to even try starting fights with each-other anymore.

(2) Sooner or later, once people at large catch on that the worst of the Titan clashes and incidents usually occur in cities, I can imagine LOTS of people will start emptying out of cities and moving into the countryside (areas of it that aren’t claimed by territorial Titans that is) and into more rural population centres. The cities are left HALF-abandoned but are still standing, ripe for being toppled by Titan battles. I don’t know whether this exodus will last, or if it’ll reverse due to major Titan clashes still finding their ways to people in the countryside.

(3) After the Mass Awakening, Monarch have lost at least half their global personnel. Whilst there are a lot of people willing to sign up with them after the Mass Awakening, Monarch are in dire need of new personnel. To the point where, I can imagine, some of Monarch’s higher-ups who didn’t learn anything from Emma Russell take a “quantity over quality” approach to new recruitment and evaluation requirements. Which could enable an infiltration of Monarch by a nefarious lot down the line, or it could enable a Renegade Splinter Faction forming and stealing some of their resources with them when they split.

(4) Birth rates after the Mass Awakening haven’t fallen much at all globally speaking, but it’s widely believed that that ISN’T a sign that people at large are feeling hopeful about bringing children into a post-Mass Awakening world of Titans, where hundreds of thousands seem to die every several years in a crisis-level Titan conflict that wipes a city off the map. Rather, there are rumours that the Titans’ radiation affecting humans is massively bolstering human fertility much like it affects other life in the environment and that’s making it a lot easier to conceive, so the whole thing balances out.

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All interesting thoughts! I imagine the influx of new Monarch recruits would even result in Titanics (Titan cultists for anyone in need of a reminder) joining their ranks; this could result in anything from friendly hangouts that may or may not end up in religious pamphlets being found all over the place (”The Church of Old Gods wants YOU!”) to groups secretly meeting up for practices after-hours a la DOOM 2016 but with less Hell Bullshittery, to some loonies trying to replicate Dr. Graham’s ascension to Abraxas under the delusion that mankind are children of the old gods and divinity is their evolutionary birthright. Never a dull moment at Monarch.

[swankyangles]

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[sapphicbookoftheday]

Empress of Forever by Max Gladstone

Today's sapphic book of the day is Empress of Forever by Max Gladstone!

Summary: "A feminist Guardians of the Galaxy—a smart, swashbuckling, wildly imaginative adventure of a rag-tag team of brilliant misfits, dangerous renegades, and enhanced outlaws in a war-torn future.

A wildly successful innovator to rival Steve Jobs or Elon Musk, Vivian Liao is prone to radical thinking, quick decision-making, and reckless action. On the eve of her greatest achievement, she's trying to outrun those who are trying to steal her success.

In the chilly darkness of a Boston server farm, Viv sets her ultimate plan into motion. A terrifying instant later, Vivian Liao is catapulted through space and time to a far future where she confronts a destiny stranger and more deadly than she could ever imagine.

The end of time is ruled by an ancient, powerful Empress who blesses or blasts entire planets with a single thought. Rebellion is literally impossible to consider--until Vivian arrives. Trapped between the Pride, a ravening horde of sentient machines, and a fanatical sect of warrior monks who call themselves the Mirrorfaith, Viv must rally a strange group of allies to confront the Empress and find a way back to the world and life she left behind.

A magnificent work of vivid imagination and universe-spanning action, Empress of Forever is a feminist Guardians of the Galaxy crossed with Star Wars and spiced with the sensibility and spirit of Iain M. Banks and William Gibson."

[asphyxiatedredherring]

This is my gift for @fourdollarwords in the Leverage Gift Exchange! ( @leveragegiftexchange )

I decided to make a playlist of songs I felt fit the show in general, the thiefsome, and as well as each character!

It is quite a weird mix of music

I tried to keep it short, and some characters were easier to come up with more songs than others, but everyone got at least one.

Under the cut, I'll list each song and why I chose it. (It's sorted in categories as well as the order they appear on the spotify playlist, which I recommend listening to it in).

I hope you like it!

Nate:

Another Shot of Whiskey by The Gits - it's about drowning your problems in alcohol, I think we can all see the connection.

Behind Blue Eyes by The Who - the villain theme for the rock opera that never happened. The villain doesn't want to be the villain though, he was forced into that role and no one can see the grief that caused. It really lines up with Nate's story line.

Renegade by Styx - This is a song about a criminal who has been caught and is about to be executed. This song makes me think of The Maltese Falcon Job.

Well Respected Man by The Kinks - I think this represents the life Nate wanted for himself, Maggie, and their son where they are all happy and healthy but in reality Nate knows this is not how his life went and he is not this well respected man.

Breaking the Law by Judas Priest - the song seems to be about a man who was fired from his job so he started breaking the law. I'll let you draw those connections.

Alcohol by The Dropkick Murphys- he's an alcoholic from Boston what more can I say?

Sophie:

Who Do You Want to Be? by Oingo Boingo - its the art of the grift. Sophie makes herself into different people, deciding who she wants to be each day, everything is an act, a character maybe even losing herself along the way

What's Behind the Mask by The Cramps - as a grifter Sophie is always wearing a mask, Sophie isn't even her name. Her family wants to know what's behind her mask, let her know that she is safe to be herself.

Hardison:

Maneater by Hall & Oats - we know Hardison loves Hall & Oats. Best if listened to while Parker autism bites him.

Shout by Tears for Fears - I headcanon that Hardison loves synthpop and this song is a perfect example of that

Rebels With a Cause by The Dropkick Murphys - This song reminds me of the line where Nate calls Hardison "a 24 year old genius with a smartphone and problem with authority." He may have been ignored as a kid, but he's making a difference now. "Don't be angry with the kids Be angry with the greed."

Parker:

Runaway Train by Soul Asylum - I feel like this song really represents Parker's childhood

Never Go Hungry by Hole - I think Parker would have started with stealing food and this is like her internal monolog rationalizing it because stealing became a key part of her personality

Been Caught Stealing by Jane's Addition - Stealing, simple as that. She's a thief. If she wants something she simply takes it. I think it's just a fun catchy song she'd like.

Eliot:

The Boxer by Simon & Garfunkel - Despite their wishes, Eliot left his family and became a fighter just like the protagonist of the song. No matter how hard he tries to escape, the fighter remains. I could write an entire essay about how the story of this song and Eliot's story line up.

Guilt Within Your Head by The Gits - Eliot has so much guilt built up in his head over his past, being unable to forgive himself he created his own hell but he can escape it through forgiveness and redemption.

Bullet With Butterfly Wings by Smashing Pumpkins - I feel like this song fits Eliot because like the song says Eliot still feels like he can not be saved and is trapped in a cage, despite how angry he is.

Rooster by Alice in Chains - Even though it's a song about the Vietnam War I feel like it can still represent Eliot's life, joining the military and his career as a hitter in which people are constantly coming to kill him, yet he won't die.

Harry:

Ironic by Alanis Morissette - I think Harry would love Alanis Morissette. Hands down. No further notes.

Breanna:

Just a Girl by No Doubt - People frequently underestimate Breanna and I think this feminist anthem conveys her anger with that.

Seasore by The Regrettes - "You're talkin to me like a child Hey I've got news, I'm not a little girl" So much of Breanna's character is wanting to prove herself, that she is capable and not just someone's kid sister and I think this song conveys the anger that comes with being underestimated and judged for your age or gender.

Youth Gone Wild by Skid Row - Breanna isn't interested in conforming to society's idea of what she should be. She has been called a problem child, but she doesn't care because she will stand tall and be herself.

The Thiefsome:

Love in an Elevator by Aerosmith - Hardison would think it's funny but Parker would latch on to it. I'll be citing the first episode for this one.

What I Like About You by The Romantics - I may be stretching this one but the parts of this song can be applied to aspects of the ot3 and them expressing their love for eachother. "Keep on whispering in my ear" fits Hardison talking to Eliot and Parker through the coms, "you really know how to dance" represents Parker's acrobatics and thief skills, and "you keep me warm at night" Eliot is a grounding presence for them at night and they love eachother.

Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls - they are all broken in their own way and it doesn't matter what the world thinks, just that they have eachother.

The Crew in General:

Head Like a Hole by Nine Inch Nails - the people with power have the money and they aren't using it properly. But Leverage won't bow down despite what the mark wants. I just think this song encapsulates the anger they have with each mark and their desire to give the mark what they deserve.

And Justice for All by Metallica - I debated putting this song under Hardison but I think it could fit the whole crew. It's about how money has corrupted the justice system. The truth is gone but the crew is working to bring it to light and reinstall justice (in their own way).

Ain't No Rest for the Wicked by Cage the Elephant - there is no rest for the wicked and no shortness of evil in the world which makes Leverage necessary. "The rich and powerful take what we want. We steal it back for you."

We're Not Gonna Take It by Twisted Sister - I think this song does well to represent how Leverage is fighting the system and the people that abuse it.

Take Back The Power by The Interrupters - I could also write an essay about this song and its correlation with Leverage but to boil it down, Leverage is working to fight the corruption of the world and fix what they can. They are taking back the power.

Hunger Strike by Temple of the Dog - this is practically the Leverage theme song. "I don't mind stealin bread from the mouths of decadence But I can't feel on the powerless when my cup's already overfilled" It's a song about stealing from the rich, class divides, and how the rich get richer but the narrator refused to join them and would rather starve than be like the rich and feed on the poor.

The Men Who Rule The World by Garbage - a song about corruption, money, and violators, the very thing Leverage aims to destroy.

[canongf]

ok so i’ve been wanting to get more into classic rock music and since you are thee girlie to go to i wanna ask for any recommendations you may have 🤲 i listen to a lot of fleetwood mac and billy joel and some queen but that’s pretty much it for my rock knowledge and i’d love to expand my music tastes :•)

i have been waiting my whole LIFE for an ask like this!!! thank you for thinking of me as thee girlie, i am so EXCITED!!!!!

classic rock is so vast, there are so many different decades and subgenres!!! and musicians!!! which is so fun and interesting, and exciting because it means there's a little something for everyone!!! it can be a little overwhelming too, but your existing rock knowledge is a great place to start!

since you like fleetwood, i have to suggest listening to stevie nicks' solo stuff if you haven't already! edge of seventeen or leather and lace (my favorite!) are good ones to try!

stevie did leather and lace with don henley, who was in the eagles! they have some great stuff like hotel california and life in the fast lane. but i also really enjoy don's solo stuff, like the boys of summer and the heart of the matter!

when i was little i used to get billy joel and elton john confused because they both had two first names and they both played the piano... they are not the same but they are both brilliant! which is why elton john came to mind for a suggestion! your song and rocket man (i think it's going to be a long, long time) are some of his most well known!

but if you love billy joel for his raw, blue collar new york energy, i suggest bruce springsteen. he's actually from new jersey but it's close. my favorites are the promised land and dancing in the dark!

and since you like queen, i definitely gotta throw david bowie's name into the mix! he and queen collaborated on under pressure and it's magic, but so is rebel rebel!

i could go on and on but i would end up making this ask response 10 pages long. it's already, like, halfway there. so instead! i'm just gonna compile a little collection of some of my classic rock faves, in case you wanna browse some more!

walk this way by aerosmith // foreplay / long time by boston // voodoo child (slight return) by jimi hendrix // any way you want it by journey // lights by journey // black dog by led zeppelin // paint it, black by the rolling stones // renegade by styx // where the streets have no name by u2 // with or without you by u2 // runnin' with the devil by van halen

anon, this was so much fun. thank you!!! i love talking rock and roll and it is the highest honor to be able to share with you!!! i hope you have a great time exploring!!! if you find stuff you like and you want more suggestions, you know where to find me!!! 🖤

[goalhofer]

2024 San Francisco Giants Famous Relations

#45 Kyle Harrison: Grandson of former San José Bees P Drannon Guinn. #33 Taylor Rogers: Brother of giants P Tyler Rogers. #71 Tyler Rogers: Brother of giants P Taylor Rogers. #16 Nick Ahmed: Nephew of University Of Rhode Island Rams baseball head coach Raphael Cerrato & brother of former Arkansas Travelers 3B Michael Ahmed. #49 Tyler Fitzgerald: Son of former Springfield Cardinals 1B Mike Fitzgerald. #8 Michael Conforto: Son of former olympic swimmer Tracie Ruiz-Conforto. #13 Austin Slater: Grandson of former Jacksonville, Florida mayor T. Ed Austin; Jr.. #5 Mike Yastrzemski: Grandson of former Boston Red Sox LF Carl Yastrzemski. #43 Tristan Beck: Brother of Hudson Valley Renegades P Brendan Beck. Bullpen coach Garvin Alston: Cousin of former Azules De Coatzacoalcos LF Dell Alston & father of Harrisburg Senators P Garvin Alston; Jr.. 3B coach Matt Williams: Grandson of former Paducah Indians LF the late Bartholomew Griffith, ex-husband of actress Michelle Johnson & husband of news anchor Erika Williams.

[einsteinsugly]

Some of the most Eric-y songs ever...

"Advice for the Young at Heart" by Tears for Fears (we've got the whole wide world, within our hands...)

"Africa" by Toto (he turned at me as if to say, "Hurry, boy, it's waiting there for you...")

"Change the World" by Eric Clapton (baby, if I could, change the world...)

"Come Sail Away" by Styx ('cause I've got to be free, free to face the life that's ahead of me...)

"Hard for Me to Say I'm Sorry" by Chicago (after all we've been through, I will make it up to you, I promise to...)

"Hip to be Square" by Huey Lewis and the News (I used to be a renegade, I used to fool around...)

"Home by the Sea" by Genesis (comin' out the woodwork, through the open door, pushing from above and below...)

"I Can't Go For That (No Can Do)" by Hall and Oates (I'll do anything that you want me to, but I can't go for that...)

"I Don't Care Anymore" by Phil Collins (I don't care what you say, I don't play the same games you play...)

"I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing" by Aerosmith (I could spend my life in this sweet surrender, I could stay lost in this moment forever...)

"I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For" by U2 (I have scaled these city walls, these city walls, only to be with you...)

"I.G.Y" by Donald Fagen (a just machine to make big decisions, programmed by fellas with compassion and vision...)

"In My Life" by The Beatles (in my life, I love you more...)

"Juke Box Hero" by Foreigner (a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes...)

"Land of Confusion" by Genesis (and this is the world we live in, and these are the hands we're given...)

"Long Train Runnin'" by The Doobie Brothers (without love, where would you be now?)

"Misunderstanding" by Genesis (now, it's not like me to say the right thing...)

"My Little Town" by Simon and Garfunkel (I never meant nothing, I was just my father's son...)

"Nowhere Man" by The Beatles (he's a real nowhere man, sitting in his nowhere land...)

"Peace of Mind" by Boston (people livin' in competition, all I want to have is my peace of mind...)

"Point Of Know Return" by Kansas (they say the sea turns so dark that you know it's time, you see the sign...)

"Sailing" by Christopher Cross (well, it's not far down to paradise, at least it's not for me...)

"Silly Love Songs" by Wings (some people want to fill the world with silly love songs, and what's wrong with that?)

"The End of the Innocence" by Don Henley (o' beautiful, for spacious skies, now those skies are threatening...)

"The Grand Illusion" by Styx (and deep inside, we're all the same...)

"The Living Years" by Mike and the Mechanics (so we open up a quarrel, between the present and the past...)

"The Logical Song" by Supertramp (when I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful...)

"The Power of Love" by Huey Lewis and the News (the power of love, is a curious thing...)

"The Sound of Silence" by Simon and Garfunkel (hello darkness, my old friend...)

"Too Much Time On My Hands" by Styx (is it any wonder that I'm crazy, is it any wonder that I'm sane at all?)

"Vienna" by Billy Joel (slow down, you're doing fine, you can't be everything you wanna be before your time...)

"Waiting for a Girl Like You" by Foreigner (sometimes I don't know what I'll find, I only know it's a matter of time...)

"Yesterday" by The Beatles (yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away...)

"You May Be Right" by Billy Joel (it just may be the lunatic you're looking for...)

[thesinsemillier]

RIP Sinéad, My Patron Saint of Rage 

Content warning: CSA, suicidal ideation 

When The Lion and the Cobra was released in 1987, I was an exchange student spending my senior year of high school in West Berlin. My mom and stepdad sent me the cassette tape and I was instantly drawn to Sinéad O’Connor’s unique voice and most of all, her anger and grief. Painful secrets from my childhood haunted me day and night, and I couldn’t get anyone to listen or help. I was deemed weak for not being able to simply forget about the abuse and move on. Worse, others called me a liar, even in my own family, though they knew better. By middle school, we’d moved from just outside Boston to a small town in central Massachusetts where I was relentlessly bullied until I left for the exchange program. Every day, I tried to avoid brutal beatings by getting to school two hours early and leaving at least an hour late, hiding in spaces where they wouldn’t find me. As the only punk-Goth girl in that Lovecraftian, small-town high school, broken by PTSD that I didn’t know I had from childhood, I was an easy target. Sinéad’s rage-filled howls awoke my own anger about my past. It was liberating. Only 3 years older than me, she was like the renegade sister I never had. 

I came home from my year abroad to find my mom and stepdad were facing a failing marriage. The way my stepdad broke my mom’s heart shattered her. I remember him sitting on the front stoop one evening, watching the sunset as he contemplated his future without us. Playing The Lion and the Cobra was like setting off a weapon. Tears abound, especially if my mom was around when “Troy” played. Yet, it was one of my favorite albums because of its therapeutic effect—it was the only way I knew how to express my rage.  

When her tears fell in the video for “Nothing Compares 2 U” in 1990, the raw pain in Sinéad’s soul was laid bare. When she shredded that photo on the SNL stage, I cheered as a survivor of CSA. My abuse occurred outside of church, but after, I was sent to Sunday school as part of the effort to make me forget and move on. In a lesson where “Jesus protects the little children” was the theme, I raised my hand and asked why I wasn’t protected. The Sunday school teacher, exasperated with the interruption, told me that whatever had happened to me, I had it coming. As a result, I went to war with the church at the age of 6 and eventually found spiritual solace in Celtic paganism.  

I can’t even begin to count how often I danced alone well into the night to those songs, “Jackie” being my personal favorite on the album, though honestly each song is perfect. Whiskey and a small pipe full of cannabis fueled my cathartic, music-filled escapist nights when I was stuck in a dead-end, stifling job  that was adding ever more layers of trauma to my life. I finally started a new career ten years ago, but those music-filled nights continued as a means of therapy as I sought release from so many years of anger and sorrow.  

I didn’t know anything about her personal life until I read her memoir, Remeberings: Scenes from My Comlicated Life, in 2022. I had recently been diagnosed with complex PTSD (CPTSD), and Sinéad’s book had a powerful impact on me. It helped me heal. Although our backgrounds are very different, there were enough similarities in essence. I related to her state of mind. I inherited plenty of generational trauma from my Irish heritage and her account of life in Ireland gave me some deeper insights into a history that I’m only just learning more about now. I was following her on Twitter when her son Shane committed suicide and she was tweeting from the hospital where she was staying after being tempted by the idea of suicide herself. And it wasn’t the first time, as she explained in her book. Her mourning, her wild humor, her snark as she addressed any haters on Twitter resonated in my soul.  

Today’s news of her death breaks my heart. Many of us who struggle with mental illness know those dark spaces where death seems to offer a peace from the chaos we find here in the world. Her music guided me and so many of my fellow GenX friends through difficult times—times we faced with a maelstrom of emotion. We raged, we sang, and we tried our best to hide our pain throughout all of it.  

Airím uaim thú, mo deirfiúr álainn. Thank you for sharing your voice with us. I’ll always carry your songs in my heart.