#Carter (Fusion)

[moonfurthetemmie]

steeples fingers

y'all may have noticed the creative juices have been in overdrive lately

my friend @shroudedinsilver has these characters who are fusions of some guardians

one of them is a fusion of og Dream and swapdream Nightmare, and the other is a fusion of their own AU's Dream and Nightmare. whimsical my beloved

and in a discord server we're in, I went "hm. i wonder what a fusion of DS Dream and Obsidian would be like"

i now have three different variants of that, and fusions of Lear & Puck, and Petruccio & Gonzalo

also one of the ds dream/obsidian fusions is actually Delusion/Obsidian. he's a problem. he's very much a problem. not as much of a problem as Petruccio/Gonzalo's fusion, but a problem. let's just hope everyone stays in their own MVs

So we got:

DS Dream/Obsidian (Entropy)

Lucidity/Obsidian (Atrophy)

Delusion/Obsidian (Sophism)

Puck/Lear (William)

Petruccio/Gonzalo (Carter)

im also playing around now with fusing Corvus and Orion from Sunfall

sophism is presently my favorite design-wise. um. he is pretty

I'm gonna drop the heroforge things, and when I have time later I'll bring out the Lore(TM)

Entropy

Atrophy (and his + Entropy's pretty eyes)

Sophism and his weapons (click to see full images)

Carter

William (and HIS pretty eyes)

[shroomi3-puddingz]

Glad there's cake

Maxwil fuse with Glados x Chell

(Yes I wanted to use the cake)

Request by the fabulous artist and Maxwil enjoyer @gayicecreamcone , their art is great and go follow them and support them

and additional video

(Aduio:Alice angel voicelines I felt it was perfect to use it)

[naufragio-silente]

Miles Davis (may 26th 1926 - september 28th 1991)

[jazzdailyblog]

Lenny White: The Fusion Drummer Who Defined a Generation

Introduction: In the history of jazz fusion, few names stand as tall as Lenny White. A self-taught drumming prodigy and one of the most influential figures in the genre, White’s contributions to modern music extend far beyond his iconic performances. From his groundbreaking work on Miles Davis’ “Bitches Brew” to his role in Return to Forever and a series of impressive solo ventures, White has…

[cobalt-axolotl]

Chloe: gammamon have you been exorcising your demons?

Gammamon: no I’ve been exercising them

Chloe: what?

Gulusgammamon: now they’re stronger than ever.

Chloe: dear god!

Arcturusmon: god cant save you now.

[aravenlovesfanfiction]

[vicstwashington]

Zoey Stark advances to round two. I think it was the right choice. Raquel should stay with Liv and WWE needs to stop and put Kayden and Katana back into the tag title picture.

Next week we have our final triple threat match.

Pure Fusion Collective attacked Kairi and IYO will be taking her place.

[jamiebamberdaily]

A Year in Review : Jamie's 2023

Welcome to our look back on Jamie’s 2023! It’s been a tough year for the entertainment industry in general, with the SAG-AFTRA strike taking place from July all the way through to November, and we know that this impacted Jamie as he chose to take a stand along with many of his other acting peers. Yet despite this, Jamie has accomplished a lot in this year & it’s time to look back at some of the highlights!

February saw the release of Beyond Paradise on BBC1. Jamie played Archie Hughes, an ex flame of Martha’s who joined forces with her in getting her new business in Shipton Abbott up and running. Unfortunately for Archie, Martha had moved back to Shipton Abbott with her fiance, Humphrey and the two didn’t quite see eye to eye. This was such a fun role for Jamie and a complete joy to watch.

April was an exciting month which saw Jamie celebrating his 50th birthday and as always we marked the occasion with a birthday video which many of you took part in! He also travelled over to Cannes to premiere Cannes Confidential at  the 6th Canneseries Festival alongside co-stars Lucie Lucas and Tamara Marthe.

May saw Jamie treading the boards once again in Uncle Glen’s Menagerie at the Arcola Theatre which we were lucky enough to go and watch. Such an incredible evening of ad-lib comedy and superb acting from an incredible group of actors and comedians. As ever we want to thank Jamie for his time that he spent chatting with us before and after the show too.

In June finally came the UK release of Cannes Confidential on Acorn TV and we LOVED Harry King from the moment we met him. Such a fun, easy watching show and such a complex character in which Jamie got to show off all sides of his talent, from comedy through to some really beautiful emotional moments, especially in scenes with his on-screen daughter Emilie who was played by his real life daughter Ava in a brilliant debut performance. June also saw the release of Trader over in Russia - a project which Jamie filmed alongside his amazing wife Kerry all the way back in 2019! And of course, we cannot forget the epic BSG reunion which took place when Jamie headed over to Phoenix Fan Fusion. #SoSayWeAll

July brought some incredible news as Jamie announced that he was taking part in Kenny Logan’s RWC Challenge - an epic 700 mile cycle & walking challenge from Edinburgh to Paris, all to raise money for the My Name’5 Doddie Foundation. Throughout July all the way through to October when the challenge took place, Jamie was training hard to ensure that he was ready for the mammoth challenge ahead.

August saw the release of Who Is Erin Carter? on Netflix - a twisty, fast paced thriller from the mind of Strike Back writer, Jack Lothian. Jamie played DI Jim Armstrong, a mysterious figure from Erin’s past. Though he was only in two episodes. We LOVED this character and with the series being left open ended, we really hope we get to see more of Jim in the future.

In September, Jamie attended the National Television Awards alongside his Beyond Paradise cast mates as the show was nominated for Best New Drama (which sadly it didn’t win).

And onto October which was such an important month for Jamie as all the training paid off when he & so many other incredible people including Kenny & Gabby Logan, Ally McCoist, Jason Fox and Jimmy Nesbitt started their gruelling trek on bike and foot from Murrayfield Stadium in Edinburgh to the Stade de France in Paris. This challenge was hugely life changing for the whole team (as well as a whole lot of fun!) and they smashed their target of raising £555,555 between them for the My Name’5 Doddie Foundation. We were honoured to be able to cheer them all on for a small part of this journey when we saw them off in York on day 3 and welcomed them back as they ended the day at the beautiful Belvoir Castle. To top off an incredible achievement, Jamie was also asked to become an ambassador for the foundation - a role we know that he will embody so well.

October also saw Jamie joining Cameo, giving fans the opportunity to get a personalised video message from him (which we of course took advantage of also!) and to round off the month, Cannes Confidential aired on French TV, renamed  Cannes Police Criminalle, with the entire show having been dubbed into French by the original cast.

November saw Jamie as a guest on fellow RWC Challenge team mate Archie Curzon’s podcast, The Rig Biz Pod, which was a brilliantly funny interview.

And to round the year off, December gave us announcements of not one but two new projects to look forward to in 2024! Firstly, Heavyweight, starring and produced by Jamie’s Marcella co-star Nicholas Pinnock, will be a gritty London drama focusing on the mental state of a boxer and his cornermen backstage before the fight as the clock ticks down. 

With the strike finally over, Jamie travelled to Bulgaria to film Strangers alongside Sienna Guillory, Emmett J Scanlan and Jon Voight. The project is described as an action thriller and will be released in 2024 on Paramount Plus.

As well as these two exciting announcements, AKA Blackbird, the brainchild of BSG alumni James Callis was finally released as an audiobook! With so many former BSG stars taking part in it, including Jamie and Kerry, it’s definitely not one to be missed.

And there you have it! Despite some difficult times, Jamie really did achieve a lot this year and with 2 projects already to look forward to, we can’t wait to see what else 2024 has in store.

As ever, we would like to thank you for all the support of our page over this past year and wish you all a very happy new year!

Jemma and Sophie. xx

[couldntbedamned]

Feels So Right, Can’t Be Wrong - Yellow Narcissus

Summary:

The setting: Sanctum General Hospital in Sanctum Heights, New Amsterdam Starring: Sharon Carter - former Central Security Bureau operative, Selecting Spouse in a horrifically failed Bureau of Civic Spousal Selections marriage, patient AND Anthony Edward "Tony" Stark - owner and CEO of Stark Industries, Futurist determined to rebuild a world his father built weapons to destroy, love interest With Appearances by: Nurse Wong, Orderly Rintrah, and Billy the Admin And Featuring Doctor Stephen Strange as "the Surgeon" Or, "Five Dates Tony and Sharon Had in Her Hospital Room and One They Had After She Was Discharged"

AO3 Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - 1950s, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Marriage of Convenience, Past Sharon Carter/Steve Rogers, Getting to Know Each Other, Dating, Past Domestic Violence, 5 Times, Annoyed Stephen Strange, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Sharon Carter Deserves the World

Author’s Note: So this kind of just popped up as I was kicking around thoughts of just how Tony and Sharon met and eventually fell in love as mentioned in my fic Goodbye Grey Sky, Hello Blue, so this takes place well before the events of and can be read independently of that story.

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Yellow Narcissus

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Tony whistled to himself as he installed the double-oven units. He could have done it in his sleep, but for Stephen's peace of mind - the man was an admitted control freak - he followed the installation guide to the letter. He'd personally reviewed and signed it off, after all. He couldn't exactly go against the techie's union, either.

(Howard Stark might have disdained unions, but Tony liked to think he knew better.)

"I take it your date went well last night?" Stephen asked. He was drinking coffee from the newly hooked up Stark Coffee Press.

"It did," Tony confirmed.

"How long did you spend rolling in the sheets before you sent her on her way?"

Tony winced. The thing was, it wasn't an unfair question. His reputation as a playboy wasn't unearned... During the year in college they'd participated in the exchange and shared a dorm one semester at MIT and the other at Columbia, Stephen had returned to their room more than once to find he was locked out and Tony "entertaining" a lady. And yes, Tony had made a habit of either making his flings leave or leaving them. He couldn't fault his friend for assuming this would be the same.

But he didn't want anything related to Sharon equated to his past behavior.

Sharon was more than a fling.

"We had a very nice dinner, listened to The Lawrence Welk's Radio Hour, and I kissed her hand goodnight. Then I returned to my hotel room alone, where I remained. Also, alone."

Stephen raised a brow. "You're serious about her."

"I am," he admitted. "She's unlike any woman I've ever met."

"And you like her enough to listen to Lawrence Welk," Stephen said, amused. "I'm pretty sure my mother used to listen to that show."

"Rhodey happens to be a fan and it's rubbed off on me," Tony said. "So, it wasn't a hardship. The show featured a tribute to Mel Tormé. I happen to enjoy his music."

"Mel has some good music," Stephen agreed. "That's All is considered a classic for a reason."

"Nerd," Tony accused as he finished the last step of testing before he could start installing the broiler.

"Good music is good music," Stephen said, unconcerned.

"Speaking of music, are you getting that new PymCo. console? The house is wired for it."

"I'm planning on it. It looks like a neat piece of machinery."

"Definitely a nerd," Tony insisted with a grin, looking out from where his head was poked in the lower part of the cabinet.

"You are in a really good mood," Stephen said, setting his coffee down. "This is a different kind of good mood, too."

"It was a really good date," Tony hedged.

"Am I going to get the chance to meet this mystery woman?"

"Maybe," Tony said noncommittally as he checked the installation guide... okay, steps two through four were done. "The last thing I need is for her to look at Dr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome and forget all about little old me."

Stephen smiled wryly. "As if I'm the relationship type. No one would have me, not for long." The 'No one has,' was unsaid, but Tony knew his friend.

"Just you wait, Strange. One day you'll meet someone and that person is going to knock you to your knees," Tony predicted. "And they'll end up feeling the same about you, too."

"Unlikely." Stephen's mobile rang. He frowned as he read the display.

"Problem?"

"My admin, Billy, he said he's going out for additional women's toiletries for one of our patients." He shrugged. "There's only one patient I can think of that would even put in the request but she really doesn't seem the makeup type." He typed something into the mobile and put it back in his pocket.

"People can surprise you, Stephen," Tony said.

Sharon was getting makeup. He did his best to keep his grin to himself.

"I'm so sorry, Sharon. I know you were looking forward to going out tonight. I'll get you an ice pack, Doll, I'm so sorry."

Sharon studied her reflection with a critical eye. She hadn't worn makeup in a few months; there hadn't been a point in getting dolled up when Steve had been so unpredictable with his shell shock. She wanted to look nice for a change.

Most of the bruising around her eyes was gone and she'd managed to cover up what remained, pushing away the memory of a heavy fist swinging at her, too sudden to block. She painstakingly plucked her eyebrows into order - emphasis on the pain. Sure, it wasn't the pain of having her ribs broken thanks to a brutal kick from a six foot one mountain of a man with unerring aim, but it still stung. Her cheek was still a bit swollen from the fracture (Hand was right; you never expect the other fist.) but a deft hand with foundation and careful application of rouge made it work. Only... she looked almost like a doll.

"I can't believe I was lucky enough to end up with the prettiest doll of selecting spouse a man could get."

She picked a darker lip dye than she normally would have applied and used the eye pen she'd initially nixed along with a bolder eyeshadow; she didn't want to look like a doll.

It hadn't helped her, before.

"Maybe you shouldn't look and move like a target then!"

Since she wasn't allowed to have hot rollers or anything that could burn her, she made do with the extra-large soft rollers Dr. Strange's admin Billy was so kind to buy for her. She finished the rest of her makeup while her hair set and frowned when she realized she only had the standard patient scrubs to wear. She'd tempted fate by asking Billy to run out and buy her the makeup and hair supplies; she couldn't risk asking him for clothing, and there wasn't anyone she could really ask to go and retrieve some clothing from her now-vacant house.

"Sharon! Unlock the damn door! Sharon! Doll, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry and I promise I won't do it again. Sharon, please!"

"Just open the door! I feel fine now, I swear!"

"Sharon!"

"Open the fucking door!"

(Had anyone gone in? Had they seen the holes punched in the walls? Or where she'd done her best to patch them while guilty eyes watched? Had anyone cleaned up the blood on the back patio? Her blood? It had to have been everywhere!)

"I'll help clean this up. No, go sit down, I insist. Stop hovering, Sharon! Just go! What? You think you'll do a better job? Fine then, have at it!"

When she was done styling her hair, she was pleased to see that the few spots that had been shaved for her emergency surgery were not only growing, but covered by the curls. She felt almost like her old self again, back before she'd made the terrible choice of selecting a spouse through the Bureau of Civic Spousal Selections.

"I'm sorry, I promise it won't happen again."

"Sharon, I'm so sorry I couldn't stop it."

"I promise I'll get better, I will. Just no counseling, okay?"

She hoped he was okay, wherever the BCSS ended up sending him. She hoped he was getting the help his war-broken mind desperately needed. She'd never forgive him, but she couldn't wish him ill, either.

It happened. It's over. Better days are coming.

Orderly Rintrah had come by to take her out "for some much needed sunshine, since you did so well with physical therapy today" (She might have been out of the CSB for half of a year, but she knew a ruse when she saw one.) and when they came back to her floor and room, Tony was already there with the usual set-up. (Was there a usual set-up for date nights in a hospital room? Maybe she and Tony were creating the mold.)

Yes, the set-up was impressive but she was focused on the flowers sitting in the vase on the table.

He'd brought her a few simple yellow narcissus.

Her heart ached. She'd always loved narcissus. She loved the promise they brought with them as they emerged from the soil every year, a harbinger of spring and renewal. It was as if they were telling the world 'the cold and dark is only temporary - here, have some sunshine.'

"You don't like the flowers?" Tony asked, looking unsure.

"No," she said, thumbing away an unexpected tear. "No, I love them."

"Strictly speaking the deal is one flower per date but it's apparently bad luck to only give one narcissus."

"That's what I've heard," she said with a smile. "Tony, they're lovely."

"Good," he said, sounding more like his usual confident self. "They're not as lovely as you, though. Which is understandable. I can't have anything showing you up. Or showing me up, really. At this point I think we're pretty even, you know, looks-wise. Well, we're equal, I'm just more equal."

She laughed and let him help her to her chair. "We really need to work on this self-confidence deficit of yours."

"If I don't think highly of myself, who will?" He asked teasingly. "Anyways, I hope you're hungry."

"I am. Physical therapy was a lot, today. But," she added, not wanting to drag the mood down. "I got through it."

"How much longer, do you think?" Tony asked as he set two dome-covered dishes from the heating shelf of the cart on the table.

"It's hard to say," she admitted. "They say I'm making progress every day and the last estimate I had was another two weeks."

"What's their biggest concern?"

"The fatigue and vertigo. My last scans were positive but our friend the Surgeon is cautious."

"Well," Tony filled her glass and then his own with chilled sparkling grape juice and motioned for a toast. "Here's to a quick but thorough recovery."

"Cheers." She eyed the still-covered dishes. "What did you bring this time?"

He lifted the dome off her plate. "I thought we'd enjoy dining in the style of our fashionable French friends. And don't worry, I did remember what you said about snails."

"Coquilles St. Jacques!" she exclaimed. "Oh, I love these! And they cooked them in the shells, how creative!"

"So scallops are a yes, snails are a no," Tony teased before following her lead and eating one.

"Exactly," Sharon said, eyes closed in contentment as she savored the taste of potatoes, butter, white wine, Gruyère, and scallops. "These are perfect."

"They are delicious," he agreed.

Conversation was mostly light with some teasing. Tony kept looking at her as if she was the prettiest woman he'd ever seen. Even though she knew she couldn't be, given the circles he moved in, she was flattered.

The second course was the most decadent duck breast she'd ever tasted in a mushroom cognac sauce served with fondant potato coins and perfectly crisp-but-cooked asparagus. it was amazing.

"Is this your plan?" she asked teasingly. "Trap me with amazing food so that I think a life without it is meaningless?"

"I will neither confirm nor deny," Tony said. He speared a duck medallion after spooning some of the sauce on top and ate it. "Sweet lord this is good."

"It's so much better than hospital food," she agreed. "Not that I don't appreciate the cooks down in the kitchen; they do a fine job."

Tony's eyes crinkled as he smiled. "You like looking out for the little guy, don't you?"

Sharon shrugged. "Growing up, I knew what it was to feel like I didn't matter. Joining the CSB gave me a purpose and I believe in the work I did, even when it wasn't easy or strictly wholesome. And then I was... I was powerless. I've saved so many lives, Tony, but I couldn't save myself. I feel like I've been given a second chance and I am so grateful to everyone who's been involved in giving me that second chance - kitchen staff included."

"This is one of the more impressive hospitals I've seen," Tony said. "Great doctors, nurses, and all kinds of staff."

"It beats being in a CSB medical facility by miles. I'm pretty sure they just re-hydrate field rations."

"So really their bar is on the ground, is what you're saying," Tony joked.

"Pretty much! And still, they brought a shovel, every time!"

"You're sad," Tony said when he'd cleared away the dishes from the main course and set up the dessert dishes - these two from the chilled shelf. "I'm not trying to pry but you have an aura about you. I haven't done anything wrong here, have I?"

She raised her brows, surprised he'd been able to pick up on it. He was much more emotionally aware than he let the public know. "No, no it's not you," she assured him. "I just found myself thinking about before."

"Well, we can enjoy our dessert," he lifted the dome off of her dish to reveal a chocolate pot de créme complete with a delicate chocolate spiral and stemmed cherry for garnish. "And then, if you want, you can talk to me about it."

Could she tell him? Would he still look at her the same way? She understood they were supposed to be getting to know each other, but this was a lot. And would he be willing to reciprocate?

"You do realize that if I bare my soul to you, you'll have to do the same?"

Tony smiled warmly and nodded. "I think I'll be good with that. I haven't scared you off yet and something tells me you actually have a spine of steel hiding behind that pretty face."

"Alright then. But dessert first."

"So, do you want to ask questions or shall I just talk?" Sharon asked.

The radio was tuned to an easy-listening station. There wasn't a Thursday evening show either of them particularly liked, so they'd settled for a simple music station they could easily filter out.

Tony pushed the food cart out into the hall and closed the door to her room before joining her by the radio. "What will make you more comfortable?"

"Preferably not talking, but I dont think that's the best option." She sighed.

It happened. It's over. Better days are coming.

"His name was Steve. He seemed perfectly fine, when we first met. He was a little shy, but handsome and very charming. He said he was looking for a simple life after the army, and I thought that maybe we could build that life together."

Tony nodded but didn't interrupt.

"The first few weeks we were married were a dream. We talked and danced and got to know each other. When we were finally ready to be intimate..." Her cheeks flushed stronger than the light rouge she wore. "It was pleasant," she said finally. "Nothing earth-shattering or soul-stirring, just pleasant."

"Please tell me you weren't-"

"A virgin?" She laughed and shook her head. "No, I definitely wasn't. Also, I was a spy, remember?"

"Okay, you were intimate, it was nothing to write home about."

"Everything was going well. And then July 4th came, and that's when it all went so wrong."

Tony had read the papers and studies on on returning service members who had difficulty with loud or sudden noises, and how that initial trigger could set off a host of other problems. It was tragic and while he'd designed sound-proof headphones and sold them to the Veteran's Bureau at cost and donated to charitable organizations meant to help them, the truth remained that many returning service members harbored a deep shame for their trauma and refused to acknowledge it or consider seeking treatment.

"The first time he was violent I was too stunned to say or do anything. It was early evening and not too hot for July. I had baked a cake for him as a surprise, because it was his birthday. We were outside when some neighbors started setting their store-bought fireworks off. One minute I was on the patio grilling burgers to a perfect medium-rare and the next I was on the ground with the breath knocked out of me and ringing in my ears. All I could do was just stare off to the side, stunned. When I could finally think I realized he was still on top of me, yelling at me to stay down. I tried to fight him off, but he was just so big and my head was pounding and he knocked my head against the ground again."

She took a deep breath. "Steve was horrified when he came to and realized what he'd done. He fell all over himself swearing to me that it would never happen again, that he'd never strike a woman or do anything like he'd just done."

She looked at Tony noticed how tight his fists were clenched and shook her head. "There's nothing you can do about it, now," she said. "He helped me up, carried me into the house, and helped clean the blood out of my hair. He brought me an ice pack and he begged me to forgive him and give him another chance. The whole episode was just so unlike him that I did."

"But it ended up being just like him," Tony said.

"Sadly, yes."

"After that it was like anything could set him off. The toaster was suspicious and I was an enemy combatant for using it or I was trying to poison him with the ragù I made." She looked away, forcing herself to think back and recall. "I had bruises just about everywhere by the second month. I felt as if I couldn't live in my own home."

She saw Tony's frown and shrugged. "It wasn't all physical," she said. "Steve had some very old-fashioned opinions. The house was too showy, the appliances - all older Stark models - were too fancy. I shouldn't insist on driving. I wasn't all soft and sweet like he thought I was, I was too independent and trying to emasculate him." She hugged herself. "I didn't know what to do other than start sleeping in the guest bedroom."

"How did he take it?"

"Lots of yelling at me to unlock the door. Lots of pleading with me to unlock the door and promises that he wouldn't do it again."

"But he always did."

"He always did," she confirmed. "I finally got to a point where I invoked my right as the Selecting Spouse to see to his medical care and we went to see the psychologist who had performed his assessment for the BCSS."

"From the very little I could glean, it didn't go well."

"It did not," Sharon said, and choked back a sob.

"Hey, you don't have to-" he stood as if to move to her and she shook her head and waved him off.

"No, I- I need to get this all out, even if it's just the once." She looked directly at him, eyes bright. "Please don't give up on me."

"Never," he said. "I promise."

"The doctor wasn't at all sympathetic. Well, at least not to me. After meeting with both of us separately and together, it was her professional, clinical opinion that I needed to be more understanding of the kind of needs and expectations a man like Steve had. I needed to stop antagonizing him and be a better selecting spouse as I helped him reintegrate back into the world. After all, it only made sense that he'd see me as suspicious and an enemy because I'd spent five years as a spy - hardly the trustworthy type."

She clenched her shut, and shook her head. "I'm ashamed to say that I tried, Tony. I really, really tried. I was up earlier than Steve, I made breakfast, I did everything I could to make him feel special, even though in my head I was screaming at myself that nothing about it was right."

She let the radio play for a few minutes as she gathered herself. Tony seemed to sense she needed the time.

"He got a little better, after that. We had some happy days and evenings, and we were even intimate once or twice." She met his gaze. "I was pregnant when Sergeant Barnes rushed me here that day. My body, in the shape that it was in, couldn't sustain it and I ended up miscarrying. I never got the chance to tell him." She hugged herself again, a habit she'd developed as a child because no one had really been concerned about soothing her.

"Anyways, we were nearing the fourth month when it happened. We were outside again. I was gardening and he was reading. I was actually feeling somewhat hopeful because it'd been a week since he'd had an episode. And then a neighbor slammed the door of his car and Steve had another one."

She cleared her throat, willing away tears. "I don't remember much after that. Just pain and Steve yelling and this dark sort of angel swooping in and making sure that Steve could never touch me again. There were all kinds of flashing lights and hushed voices and I slept for a long time."

"You haven't seen him since?"

"No. The constable, Officer Sousa, stopped by a few days after I woke up to take my statement. He tried for the day I woke up but our friend the Surgeon wouldn't let him because he wasn't sure how my cognition would be.

"He said that Steve had been taken into custody, as had the psychologist. When the BCSS was informed of what happened, they had one of their internal psychologists examine her findings and notes from Steve's file and our case. It turned out that she'd lied and approved Steve for the selection pool when he should have been denied and turned over to Veteran Services."

"And they very quietly annulled your marriage."

"They did," Sharon confirmed. "Imagine the outrage that would happen if word got out that they weren't monitoring their contracted workers and because of it, someone almost died?"

"Have you spoken with her?"

Sharon scoffed. "No. I have no desire to ever see her again. It's caused quite the scandal in our family. I've never really fit in with them and they don't understand why I can't just forgive my dear cousin for her lapse in judgment."

"You're joking!" He exclaimed, outraged.

"She works to save lives, don't you understand?" Sharon said mockingly. "I joined an agency that's dishonest and kills people, and that's just not right."

"Your family is terrible," he said flatly.

"I agree," she said. "I've told the staff here that I don't want any of them visiting. And apart from Sergeant Barnes and his wife Natalia, and Dr. Strange, you're my only visitor." She cleared her throat. "And that's the whole, sad story of the worst decision I've ever made." She considered. "It's almost up there with the time out in the field where I didn't go with my gut and ended up being held captive in Canada for almost a week before I broke out."

Tony stood up and helped her up before he hugged her - the most contact he'd initiated this far. "You are incredible, Sharon Carter," he whispered. "And you're the strongest woman I've ever met." The tenderness undid her.

"I'm not," she protested with a sob. "Tony, I should have stopped him! I could have!"

"And you'd have ended up in jail and he'd be out there free to hurt anyone else when he needs to be locked up away from the public and getting the psychiatric treatment he needs."

He pulled back and looked at her. "You survived hell," he said. "And you have nothing to be ashamed of. Well, except for maybe the whole being a Canadian captive thing, but you broke out, so you did manage some redemption there."

That startled a laugh of of Sharon and he hugged her again. "You survived and better things await."

"That's what I tell myself: It happened, it's over, better days are coming."

"See? You're agreeing with me, so clearly you're right."

There was a knock at the door. "Time's almost up, Stark!"

"Ah. Where would we be without Nurse Wong?" Tony asked no one in particular.

"I'm sorry this wasn't much of a date night," Sharon said.

"Not much of a date night?" Tony asked, looking surprised. "You got all made up, we dined on fine French food with nary a snail in sight, and you bared your soul to me. I think for a third date we did pretty good."

"This really didn't put you off?"

"No, it didn't. I'm so amazed at how strong you are and I'm so sorry that I couldn't have stopped any of it."

She breathed a sigh of relief. She was starting to fall for this man and the way they were just having pleasant evenings of conversation and dinner, maybe some music or or show on the radio. It wasn't at all what she would have expected from Tony Stark. He was surprising her and rather than be unsettled, she welcomed it. She'd tried steady and predictable and look where it had gotten her!

"It's your turn, tomorrow evening," she teased.

"Yes, it is," he agreed.

"Scared?"

He nodded. "A little," he admitted. "But you are worth it, and I think this whole thing between us that we're building is worth it."

"You know, I really think it is."

There was more knocking at the door.

Tony pulled back and kissed her hand. "Well, until tomorrow evening, I suppose."

"Until tomorrow evening," Sharon agreed. She walked him to the door. "Thank you for another lovely date."

"You're welcome." He left.

Nurse Wong waited approximately thirty seconds before he stepped in. She was just turning off the radio when he got a look at her, frowning when he saw her reddened eyes. "Did he-"

"No, he didn't do anything," she told Wong firmly. "It was just an emotional night. I promise," she added when his frown didn't lessen. "It was cathartic and I think, as crazy as it sounds, that this could really work."

His expression softened. "I'm glad that you had another pleasant evening."

"I promise you, if he or anyone here ever did something to make me upset, I would tell you. They'd be on the ground groaning in pain first, but I would tell you."

He nodded. "That's good to know," he said. "Do you need anything before I bring back your medications?"

"No, I'm just going to wash my face and brush these curls out. It will only take five minutes or so. Go ahead and take care of everyone else. I'm here long term, and they deserve the full Wong-experience."

He smiled and left.

She did just what she said she'd do. She brushed out her curls and pulled her hair back out of her face before gently cleaning the makeup away. Even with the makeup gone, she thought she looked more like her old self, before she'd left the CSB. She brushed her teeth and changed into a nightgown and robe.

After Wong brought her her nightly medication, she had no problem drifting off to a peaceful sleep.

Her last thought was that tomorrow would be a new day and better things awaited.

Across the town, in a fancy if not luxurious hotel room, Tony Stark got ready for bed. He washed his own face and brushed his teeth. He selected a clean pair of pajama pants and after finishing a glass of water rather than a couple fingers of scotch, climbed into bed, thinking back on what he'd learned.

When his mother had cried, or even when his admin Pepper cried, he never knew what to do. It always made him feel helpless and all he could think about was making it stop because it was something he knew intrinsically he couldn't fix.

Sharon crying hadn't made him feel helpless; he'd felt determination to help her however he could and to somehow do whatever it would take to ensure she never had to cry over that man or her cousin again.

He went to bed knowing he'd have to reveal more about himself than he'd revealed to anyone who wasn't Stephen or Rhodey. He wasn't as scared as he'd originally been, however.

If she could be strong, then well, so could he.

Tomorrow would be a new day and better things awaited.

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Author's Note (again): Yellow Narcissus - new beginnings and rebirth

Look. This whole story was supposed to be a cute little 5+1 thing. And then this chapter happened. I realized when I started writing it that everything Sharon has gone through couldn't be ignored, not if she and Tony were to actually make it work.

But, if you've read Goodbye Grey Sky, Hello Blue, you know that these two are very blissfully married.

[solstheimtxt]

Just some thots in the tags since if i post this on tiktok i will get Annihilated(tm)

[moonfurthetemmie]

Carter

yeah he needs to be unfused. defused, even. split into his base components. gorgeous wings though

made that coat himself, and figured out how to make the stars glow with magic.

his abilities in a balanced state/at equilibrium is probably 60% ‘stage magic’ and 40% hypnotism and trippy illusions to help him draw people into Yighraru’s service. Or just make them do something stupid/weird/unhinged for fun. Probably has recreated the grisly scene that played out when the rings came to Gonzalo and Petruccio’s home village at least once.

The ‘stage magic’ is essentially controlling practical effects as well as other things to add a little pizzazz to costumes/clothes, set pieces, props, so on. That’s probably how he managed to make his coat glow.

Keeps breaking out in mad giggles randomly. Talks to himself. Quite excited about this, though. Gonzalo and Petruccio can never be separated again 🥰

Refers to himself as a singular entity and a plural ‘we’, which can mean ‘Gonzalo and Petruccio,’ or ‘Gonzalo, Petruccio, and Carter’. Even in context, it’s not clear which. It’s not a royal ‘we.’

Fascinated by his new wings. They’re not like Gonzalo’s; even ignoring the color change. How the frick did that happen

also it’s far more obvious that something has a hold of Carter and his mind than it was with Petruccio and Gonzalo as separate entities.

Has several of Gonzalo and Petruccio’s magic-caused marks (more green and blue crackles, more yellow and blue symbols), and has Petruccio’s freckles and Gonzalo’s snake tattoo. They’re just as confused about the tattoo transferring as everyone else is. I just didn’t think it was fair to have him resemble Petruccio so much more

Front of hair is pulled back into a half-ponytail.

Has Petruccio’s rapier and Gonzalo’s dagger. Dual wielding isn’t advised, but it gives him options

I made the coat slightly metallic with the intention of having it look like metallic thread was used, but instead it looks like satin and I’m genuinely thrilled about this

I know I already gave the reasoning for his name, but just to make sure i've covered my bases: I named him after Randolph Carter, who is a recurring character in the Cthulhu Mythos and may or may not be an HP Lovecraft stand-in. It would’ve been Lovecraft, but that’s Obsidian’s canon last name which I can’t say/type that with a straight face, and that’s not very fair to Petruccio, now, is it? anyways thanks mom for having a braincell

He’s both much more stable and significantly more unstable than Entropy

Petruccio and Gonzalo are so incredibly close, and have the same goals, so he has no conflicts there. however they're both batshit insane and he is no better. Worse sometimes, even. No one is quite sure if them becoming one person is better or worse, because on the one hand, now they only have one guy to deal with, but on the other hand, he is…quite a problem.

also hey. fun fact. i was thinking that the reason the rings made the one guy go absolutely ape shit so fast and cause a huge scene is because, worn together, they're far too powerful for a single being. With Petruccio taking one and Gonzalo taking the other, they were able to use them very well.

Carter…since he was already too far down the rabbit hole to get too fucked up too fast, it's not as bad. And he is still technically two guys? But it's still two incredibly powerful cursed artifacts warping one singular mind, so he's not that much more resistant. everyone is absolutely terrified by how much worse he's getting.

Clever, creative, dramatic, and cutthroat. He might actually sacrifice some of his team on stage in public. Possibly even Bella, if he thinks it'd be a good show and/or Yighraru would want her. but bella would probably let him at this point.

If Gonzalo and Petruccio couldn't summon Yighraru, he definitely will. someone help

[rawsmackdownnxtdivas]

Raquel Rodriguez vs Kayden Carter vs Zoey Stark - Women's Intercontinental Championship Tournament:Raw 12/16/24 (Part 2)

[shroomi3-puddingz]

Maxwil fuse with who?? Pt 2

last time we did

Billford

Beauty and the Beast

and the Phantom of Opera

Rules:

No Adult x child (cause why!?)

The ship can't be done twice

It can be from anything even dst itself as another ship

Be respectful to the ship (not everyone has the same opinion)

Nothing is perfect so don't expect it to be a masterpiece

And finally have fun and make sure to give your best description like a scene, pose, or dialog

[jazzandother-blog]

LIVE-EVIL, MILES DAVIS listen here

(English / Español / Italiano)

Ron Carter: "It was in November 1971, when Miles Davis released his album "Live-Evil. "

I was no longer touring with Miles at the time "Live-Evil" was recorded…. I wanted to focus on my family and my growth as an acoustic bass player. However, when Miles asked me to give my acoustic sound to a few songs on "Live-Evil", I was more than happy to do it.

About half of the album was recorded live at the Cellar Door jazz club in 1970; his band for that was Gary Bartz, John McLaughlin, Michael Henderson, Jack DeJohnette and Airto Moreira. For the studio tracks, he also brought in Herbie Hancock, Chick Corea, Hermeto Pascoal, Dave Holland, Steve Grossman.

Miles was looking for very specific sounds in each song, with specific people in mind for each song. I was the sound he was looking for in two songs: Nem Um Talvez and Selim."

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Ron Carter: “Fue en noviembre de 1971, cuando Miles Davis lanzó su álbum "Live-Evil. "

Ya no estaba de gira con Miles en el momento en que se grabó "Live-Evil"... Quería centrarme en mi familia y en mi crecimiento como bajista acústico. Sin embargo, cuando Miles me pidió que le diera mi sonido acústico a unas cuantas canciones en "Live-Evil", estaba más que feliz de hacerlo.

Cerca de la mitad del álbum fue grabado en vivo en el club de jazz Cellar Door en 1970; su banda para eso fue Gary Bartz , John McLaughlin , Michael Henderson, Jack DeJohnette y Airto Moreira. Para las pistas del estudio, también trajo Herbie Hancock , Chick Corea , Hermeto Pascoal, Dave Holland , Steve Grossman.

Miles estaba buscando sonidos muy específicos en cada canción, con personas concretas en mente para cada una. Yo era el sonido que estaba buscando en dos canciones: Nem Um Talvez y Selim .”

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Ron Carter: "Era il novembre 1971, quando Miles Davis pubblicò il suo album "Live-Evil". "

All'epoca in cui è stato registrato "Live-Evil" non ero più in tour con Miles…. Volevo concentrarmi sulla mia famiglia e sulla mia crescita come bassista acustico. Tuttavia, quando Miles mi ha chiesto di dare il mio suono acustico ad alcune canzoni di "Live-Evil", sono stato più che felice di farlo.

Circa metà dell'album è stata registrata dal vivo al Cellar Door jazz club nel 1970; la sua band era composta da Gary Bartz, John McLaughlin, Michael Henderson, Jack DeJohnette e Airto Moreira. Per i brani in studio ha coinvolto anche Herbie Hancock, Chick Corea, Hermeto Pascoal, Dave Holland e Steve Grossman.

Miles cercava suoni molto specifici in ogni canzone, con persone specifiche in mente per ogni canzone. Io ero il suono che cercava in due canzoni: Nem Um Talvez e Selim ".

Source: JazzLife

[blackwood4stucky]

I just watched the interview and CARTER BAIIIZENNN! I cannot fucking wait to write him with Ari Levinson. The urge to drop everything and just write that fic is very strong!

SEBASTIAN STAN FOR VANITY FAIR