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scentedchildnacho · 28 days ago

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She asked me about the brown alien that sleeps on her mess.....so I told her about jurying that situation that I'm fine she goes terroristic and tried to threaten as many people in there as she could

She steals her mess....I take interest in ethnography and anthropology and you have to work for those name brand labels or they hurt you you can't steal those name brand labels

You can't just be a doc martin if your not a working selected birther if you don't work it causes her to be very manic and possessed by a car dude in some way she goes very manic and can't control herself because she steals

I also wanted to know if I just didnt meet the right case worker and if I got to act like a little kidd with Christmas like hannakuh early and she just steals things with drug dealers

She use to be nicer so I don't know otherwise why her personality would switch so infectious and virulent unless a manic episode

I get Nikes because I have been sweated and extreme endurance walked like an Asian sweat shop you can't just steal mall labels

Equal exchange birthers get those things because like sew crises in China they donate body matter to those who need it can't be those labels if you don't live it's unfair condition

She said I was so quiet about her running at me and trying to hit me....so I told her I had to go to high school and I'm not actually someone that averse to getting into it with people but people my whole life have warned me about terrorist attacks that you cannot in any way imply fight or it will implode explode at you

Community theory and commodification if you aren't home economics and do everything for yourself and your community the corporate structure is humans and humans use human beings

You have to self govern.....or the corporate structure will claim public money is its private wealth attack and slaughter you wealthy people hate poor people

Its homelessness everyone here has been very traumatized in some way and it's not okay to treat people in ways other then it's a rest home....so she I think will be called a terrorist people who keep shocking awake traumatized people who shouldn't be touched physically yet or intensely is wrong

Denying people the right to express the emotions surrounding how traumatized they are and shocking them psychologically to continue stereotypical personas is wrong like Nuremberg trials wrong

Al quaida kind of holds ya hostage with smell threats on Mal stored stolen items

I told her I tried to tell her that she is manic because she smells like someone sprayed a car gas on her but trying to do an exoneration or self defense jury for her really set her off and she started screaming all sorts of horrifying witchy curse outs

She gets violently angry if not allowed suicidal mania and huffing so

Simm theory...i use to have a basement room and geek compulsively to technological stimuli and virtual reality I later found out did just look really sad exploitative and molestive to people I use to think I looked awkward and not socially correct and found out it was really sad to people

Well both correct they also had very sad things about themselves and you can't go if your not perfunctorily correct

So I found out about serial killers that that same program is something a therapist helps them attach to sexually.....so I think she gets very aggressive if not allowed hyper manic sexual fantasy

That's why I was called a mental I wasn't ever aware of what happened to me sleep walking hypnotics

I was a Lutheran and drunks batter protestant women and it becomes a charity population

I found out about indigenous artist john Smith and I totally would choreograph a stereotypical performance with lady nuns like zongzi lady as catering sympathetics

I totally would want to publicly stage my most embarrassing compulsive acts and treat it like an lgbt community network

She was threatening that black lady in the pull out cot with the staff mop or trying to smell that playboy bunnies inner upper legs so I think it's like a whole skit for her

That's why I'm not too afraid of her I just had to be threatened with being ran at and hit the black ladies I do find intimidating I think will finally make her leave them alone

The black lady in the cot is kind of mean about feeling crowded like cover your mouth or you can go over there but threatening her with a mop was not something she deserved....

People should not make people aware that they were being kind of mean in ways they don't deserve

Its also that old scoliosis lady in the lower bunk next to mine farther from the door she screams witchy stuff all the time Robert a. Johnson explains as witchy people are hated because they snitchily enjoy soveriegnty stolen from women and women especially suffer if soveriegnty is stolen from them if disconnected

She likes screaming whore and bitch at us and she will kill and hates us all....this other bunk people explain is for certain types of attention....they find it a comedy routine and want attention from motherly types trained on psychopathic children

And now the psychopath child may have a cannabinoid tincture

I didn't know why under trump I ran away from hospitals and media later showed me they were cutting up COVID victims for body organs

Witchy...I had in Texas a pastor from northern minnesota give me more intelligent daily theology to read and that said agnosticism is theology if a bible in any way cannot be correctly translated then you don't know anything about God as an existent

Witchy those people truly believe in Leviticus and trespassing and it's like salem they try to persecute the church with propagandic Bibles

Then like a whole half of a town was gone under COVID....a whole half of the homeless population will go under are you a witch trials and just be gone

The other insight....Robert a. Johnson would give is James Joyce....people seek for in depressions and post apocalyptic conditions something truly life affirming and epiphany producing

I sometimes forget that Irish people are very attractive and desirable entertainers for a lot of people

An astrologer told me that I am attractive and that's why I'm very ignored in these situations people truly seek someone unattractive who can give them that experience of divine accord that will renew them from virtual cage depression ...

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twst-drabbles · 2 years ago

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I have a question. What's the status of the people who kidnapped the boys after their overblots? I can imagine most of them are dead,like Idia's and Malleus's,or brain dead, like Jamil's, and Azul's. I'm worried they'll get back on their bullshit after recovering(if they even can).

Has a few spoilers to those that only want to know about them through drabbles

Yup, all of them are dead as a result of the familiars overblotting. The familiars during that state kinda became magic blackholes that sucked out the life out of their masters as a result of the type of contract they were forced to be in. You want full control over your familiar rather than a mutual beneficial relationship? Well you're gonna bear the full consequences of it as well.

Doesn't help that familiars of their caliber aren't common at all. And that people didn't know that overblot was a thing, it was more well known that people will simply die of the leftover byproduct of magic, otherwise known as blot toxicity. So you can imagine the panic and the outrage when it was revealed that the overblotted familiars, who have a higher blot tolerance than any fleshy person on this planet, are not put down and are actually recovering in an undisclosed location.

Though as for the families of the dead and other people, we'll... First they're gonna have to try and actually find the sanctuary first, and if they can get past the highly reputable mages that are dedicated to never repeating that event that made you homeless again.

Sooo yeah, there is some bullshit waiting to happen, and I can use this as an excuse to sharpen up my OC making skills for this AU. Obviously, they're not the main focus, they will simply be tools for the sake of telling a better story unless someone asks for a drabble about them otherwise. Or until I feel like it. Whichever comes first.

#admin #NRClutter #sanctuary au

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wannabe-simblr · 3 years ago

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*New sims 4 legacy challenge*

I hereby present you my own sims 4 challenge. I’ve always loved the challenges other sim players have invented. My problem is a lot of challenges are skills and aspirations focused and these always stressed me out, to the point that I would just work on these and not create any storylines for my sims, which is bad because creating storylines is my favorite part of this game.

Now this challenge, first of all, has nothing to do with the color pink, I was actually inspired by the expression La vie en rose, tried to name this challenge the “Pas Si Rose” challenge, but it sounded way too weird to my French ears, so I ended up going with the Not So Pink Life Challenge (honestly I suck at naming things so this might actually change?)

This challenge heavily focuses on storylines and less on maxing skills and completing aspiration because that’s the way I like to play this game. It plays through 7 generations because I personally think 10 is too long. Also, I’m currently play testing this so the rules and goals might change as I go through them (it might take a while for me to complete this challenge because I do have a full-time job). If you play along and find it hard to complete all the goals, skill and aspiration wise, just complete the storylines because they’re the whole reason I made this challenge.

Below lies all you need to know.

Lifespan on normal recommended (you can add 5-10 additional days to each life stage with MCCC if you find yourself too short on time)

No cheats allowed, unless stated otherwise and for emergencies (ex: your toddler won’t eat and they’re about to be taken away even though they have a plate in their hands)

Mods are allowed (you’re gonna need some for this challenge and frankly speaking this game is unplayable without mods)

Complete all the goals for each life stages of each generations.

You can play with whatever gender you want, just know that Gen 5 has to get pregnant.

Required packs:

Get famous, Get together, Get to work, City Living, Jungle Adventures, Snowy Escape, Parenthood, Discover University (and I think that’s it).

Required Mods:

wonderful whims

woohoo wellness

basemental drugs and gangs (optional)

SNB & SimCity Loans

MCCC

Education overhaul by @adeepindigo & Better school mod (don’t install them at the same time because they can conflict)

Shorter university degrees (you’re gonna need this because a lot of these sims are getting their degrees)

If you don’t have mods or can’t use them, it’s perfectly fine, just make adjustments and do with what you have.

Now let’s get on the juicy part:

You’re an orphan and grew up with nothing, jumping from one foster home to the other. No one ever cared about your well-being or showed you any love so naturally you’ve become closed off and don’t let anyone in. As a teen, you decide to run away and live on your own. No one believed in you, but you’ve sworn to yourself you were going to make it, no matter the cost. Everything you didn’t have as a kid you’ll get, even if you have to walk over people to get it. Problem is you didn’t do that well in school, so you’ve decided to take the easy path to make money fast and become a criminal.

As time passes, you’re starting to make big money. People around you ask what you do for a living so naturally you lie; you say you own a business. Your lifestyle upgrades and you start hanging around celebrities. You marry one and together you become the it-couple.

No one suspects you to be a crime lord and you want to keep it that way. To keep up appearances, you invest in your community by donating money and organizing charity galas but suddenly what you have is not enough. You want to rule the world and so you decide to have a go in politics. It shouldn’t be too hard, after all politicians and criminals have a lot in common…

Traits: ambitious, mean, materialistic

Aspiration: mansion baron

Goals:

As teen: Start off as a homeless teen with 0$

make money by doing part-time job or odd jobs and selling stuff (your choice what you’re selling ;))

don’t do well in school or even drop out

have enough money to rent an apartment/buy a starter house

As young adult/adult:

Join the criminal career

Only date celebrities

Reach level 10 of the criminal career

Become a 3-star celebrity with a pristine reputation

Marry a celebrity and have children

Hold charity galas (1 per season).

Be good friends with a judge or the chief of police

Have a butler

Master charisma and logic skills

As an adult/elder:

Quit the criminal career and become a politician

You grew up with absolutely everything you wanted. Your parents wanted you to have the best of it all: the best school, the best clothes, etc.. As a teen you are the life of the party, you go to clubs every Friday nights and throw your own parties for you and your other elite friends, until your life turns upside down...

Turns out the parent you admired so much all your life is exposed as a crime lord and sent to prison. Your family loses their fortune and everything you thought you knew is gone. Your other parent wants to cling to their luxurious lifestyle, so they borrow loans after loans to keep up the façade. It works for a while until you’re thrown out on the street with a massive debt on your back. The prestigious school you went to all your life is “sorry to let you go but considering the situation, it’s best to part ways now” and the friends you thought you had won’t even look at you. Everything you wanted and had is now out of your reach and you have to start everything from scratch. The thing is, you’re not sure where to start. Who are you without your family’s money and influence?

It takes a while but eventually, you find your calling. You remember fondly all the times you ran to your family’s butler for help - because your parents were too busy – and they listened to you and comforted you while teaching you how to cook, the few times you truly felt happy. You become a chef and decide you’ll do everything to have a happy and warm home for you and your family.

Traits: snob, foodie, outgoing

Aspiration: party animal / master chef

Goals:

As a child:

Have your group of elite friends

Go to private school (using the education overhaul mod)

As a teen:

Have the party animal aspiration

Go clubbing at least once a week, (preferably on Fridays)

Have a good relationship with your butler and sometimes cook together

Go to private school until your parent is sent to jail then go to a regular school

Lose all the family funds (use cheats to do so)

Borrow money (using SNB or SimCity loans)

Lose all your rich friends and your house

As an young adult/adult:

Live in a tiny house/ apartment

Take on your parent’s debt

Master cooking, gourmet cooking, baking skills

Swipe snob trait with family-oriented

Marry a mixologist you met at a bar/club

Have a great relationship with all your children

Cook a meal together with your family every Wednesday.

Be in debts most – if not all – of your life

You’ve grown up loved and supported by your family, even though the house was small; and you didn’t always have your space. You’ve always been very smart, and you’ve always wanted to help people so very early on, you decide that you want to be a doctor. You study your butt off at school because you know the only way for you to get to college and become one is through scholarships.

Always focused on your studies, you don’t really have a social life. You do have friends (2, but who’s counting?), but your love life is non-existant during your school years. You just don’t see the appeal of dating your peers, they’re way too immature for your liking and you’ve always like your crushes older anyway. You get into your first relationship at University, but it’s short-lived because you’re both headed towards different directions after college and you can’t do long-distance.

After you graduate, you’re ready to finally saves lives. You start as an intern and quickly become involved with one of the attendings. You’re just starting your career and they’re a top surgeon, so naturally you keep your passionate affair on the low. Only to find out they’re married (Grey’s Anatomy much?). You tell yourself you’re not a home-wrecker, if they cheated it was surely because something was already wrong in their marriage. You cling to them and convince them to leave their spouse for you. You get married and think you finally have everything to be happy. It doesn’t last.

Your spouse regrets marrying you, blames you for everything wrong in their life which leads to a divorce. You swear off love and decide to focus on your career instead. It works for a while but you’re lonely and the cute cop who comes by the hospital to take your patients’ depositions has their eyes on you…

Trait: Genius, the other 2 are up to you

Aspiration: Anything that makes sense to you

Goals:

As a child:

Master mental skill

Play with the doctor kit set

Meet your 2 friends

As a teen:

Have a part-time job to save up for college

Reach level 3 of the logic & fitness skills

Volunteer at nursing homes every Sundays

Have study sessions with your friends at the library

Graduate high school on an A

As a young adult/adult:

Apply for University and get accepted for a distinguished degree at Foxbury Institute

Have at least 1 scholarship

Study Biology and graduate college with honors

Have your first relationship in college but break-up before you graduate

Join the doctor career (use cheat to start as an intern even though your degree gives a head start)

Have a relationship with a married surgeon, convince them to leave their spouse and marry them

Get divorced

Reach level 9 of the doctor career

Marry a cop & move to a suburban house

Have child(ren)

You grew-up in a happy home even though your parents were quite busy with work. You learnt how to be independent quite early. You were always interested in what the world had to offer and growing up, you only wished to see it for yourself. You didn’t want to spend your life working a 9-5 and coming home to your family only to have a mid-life crisis and regretting not going after your dreams.

So, you decide to work freelance, a job that allows you to work wherever and whenever you want while travelling the world. On one of your trips, you meet the love of your live and together you go on more and more adventures: Mont Komorebi, Selvadorada, you name it, you do it all. You’re happy and soon enough, your family welcomes another life, everything is good. Until the love of your life tragically falls to their death while climbing a mountain.

You’re left alone to raise your child and the spark you had while looking at the world with so much wonder fades. You close yourself off and focus on your child, the apple of your eye, and the last gift your soulmate ever gave you. You almost never leave home, homeschool your kid and focus on their education. You want to protect them with everything you have, so you monitor everything they do, who they see and limit their outings. Basically, you become an overbearing over-protective parent.

Traits: creative, adventurous, active then later on gloomy, paranoid, loner

Aspiration: Extreme Sport Enthusiast or Jungle Adventurer

Goals:

As a teen:

Reach level 5 of the panting skill

As a young adult/adult:

Become a freelance digital artist

Go on vacation every weekend

Meet the love of your life on a hike in Mt Komorebi

Go to Selvadorada with your significant other and explore the jungle

Have a child/get pregnant

Complete the rock-climbing event and have your significant other die

Swipe traits for gloomy, paranoid and loner

Move in a house next to a park

Almost never leave your house

Homeschool your child (with the Better school mod, you’ll have to take out the education overhaul mod)

Don’t allow your child to invite friends over

Send home any visitor coming to your house

Never have another relationship or children

Your childhood was always lonely. You grew-up with a paranoid overprotective parent that never allowed you to do anything in fear of losing you. That leads you to turn to the internet, there you meet people and find actual friends. But as time passes you want to meet them in real life, and you know your parent will never allow it. So, you do what teenagers do best and you sneak out at night while your parent is sleeping. You’re tired of being sheltered and want to actually live your life.

You fall in love with one of your friends and end-up pregnant as a teen. Breaking the news to your parent couldn’t go any more wrong but they agree to be there for you. However, they become stricter and the little freedom you had quickly dissolves into nothing. You decide you can’t live like that anymore and runaway with your baby. Your partner takes you in, but they feel responsible for the rift between you and your parent. With so much pressure, you two drift apart. But it’s alright, having been kept away for so long you relish in your new-found freedom.

You’re free-spirited and you don’t want to be tied down by anything or anyone. The only commitment you make is towards your children. People might judge your life choices and you might look a bit too impulsive for someone with kids but you’re actually a good parent.

Traits: noncommittal, insider, loves the outdoor

Aspiration: Serial Romantic

Goals:

As a teen:

Chat with people online and make friends

Sneak out at night to hang out with your friends

Reach level 2 of at least 3 skills

Date one of your friends

Get pregnant

Have a fall out with your parent

Run away to live with your partner

As a young adult/adult:

Change careers every time you reach level 4/5

Date a co-worker and have their child

Date a neighbor and have their child

Reach level 5 of 5 different skills

Max parenting skills

Live in 5 different worlds throughout your life

Make local friends in every world you move to

Never marry

Always discipline your children calmly

Have your parent reach out to you before they die (cheat this or make it up in your head) it’s up to you whether you make-up or not

Your upbringing was chaotic to say the least. You moved around a lot and you saw your parent jumping from relationship to relationship as if they had an expiration date. Still, you love them to pieces and you can’t deny that even though they lead a very carefree and wild life, they did their best raising you and your siblings.

You make friends easily but you don’t really take the time to form really deep connections with people. As a teen you have this friend who fantasizes about marrying young and starting their family. Needless to say, that is so not you.

It might come from you witnessing your parent’s disastrous love life but relationships and having kids sounds like a hassle to you. You’d much rather be the rich auntie/uncle (or whatever you identify with), the one who comes to family reunions clad in designer clothes with expensive gifts for their nieces and nephews. The one who goes to Sulani on a whim to get a tan because they have the money and time to do so.

And so that’s who you become, you go to college, get a high-paid job and just live your best single and child-free life. That is until that one fateful night. Your family that’s visiting for Winter Fest gets in a terrible accident that kills almost everyone but your nieces and nephews. You might not want kids but you’re not heartless, so naturally, you take them in...

Traits: high maintenance, hates children, unflirty

Aspiration: fabulously wealthy

Goals:

As a child:

Have at least one friend in every world you live in

Max the social skill

As a teen:

Reach level 4 of the charisma and writing skills

Have a large group of friends and acquaintances but no close friends

As an young adult/adult:

Get a communication degree

Join the social media career

Hook-up with people but never date anyone

Never have any close friends

Live in a different world than all your family members

Go the the spa at least once a week

Have all your family die in an “accident” but your nieces and nephews and take them in (if you use the Sim Nation Travel and the Healthcare redux mods by adeepindingo you can cheat a plane crash or a car accident)

Reach level 10 of the social media career (Public Relations branch)

Hire a nanny

Reach at least level 7 of the parenting skills

Fall in love with your nanny and marry them* (optional)

Have a close relationship with your nieces and nephews

Never have children of your own

You were raised by your parent’s sibling after a tragic accident killed most of your family. It was hard at first and needed lots of adjustments but they ended up being a great parental figure and you’re forever thankful for everything they did for you. Installing the importance of education in you was one of them but unlike them, you’ve always fantasized about love.

You go to college to study law, there you meet someone you think might be the one. You graduate and move in together, you get your dream job at a prestigious law firm and your partner actually proposes. Everything seems perfect except for when you go to work because of that one person: your work rival that you just hate. They have the talent to push all the buttons to make you mad. If you could, you’d rip their throat out. You’re both at the same level, so they’re your direct competition for promotions. And competitive you get (steal each other’s cases, “accidentally” spill coffee on their files, break their computer, prank the toilet right before going to court) but hey, all is fair in love and war right?

Everything about them gets on your nerves: their arrogance, the way they walk, the way they talk, their stupid gorgeous face (wait, what?). Well, you’re not blind, they’re also super attractive and it drives.you.mad. Soon enough, this office rivalry is filled with sexual tension. And on the firm’s New Year’s Eve party, you actually cave and woohoo at the office. You think of your fiancé(e) and swear it’s a one time thing. Except it’s not. It happens again when you’re working late on the same case, again after you convince a witness to testify in court together, and again when you’re away on a business trip. You don’t know what’s wrong with you but you just can’t seem to stop. Your fiancé(e) senses there’s something going on and you two break up. Now when you’re thinking of your nemesis (is that even what they are to you now?) you can’t help but wonder: is it just lust or is there something more?

Traits: perfectionist, romantic, hot-headed

Aspiration: Soulmate

Goals:

As a child:

Max social skill

Reach charisma level 1

As a teen:

Reach level 3 of the charisma, research & debate and writing skills

As a young adult/adult:

Get a distinguished degree in Language & Literature

Meet someone at University and date them

Move in with your partner after college

Join the lawyer career

Get engaged

Now this is the part of the challenge where you’ll have to “go to work” with your sim. But since the lawyer career is not an active one here’s what you can do (credits to JC Sims for the idea): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ddXwxC5DQaQ&ab_channel=JCSims

Become rival/enemy with a co-worker you find extremely attractive (you can change your sim’s preferences in wonderful whims for that)

Prank your enemy and fight them (verbally, please don’t throw hands in front of your boss) at work

Reach level 5 of the mischief skill

Woohoo with your rival during a New Year’s Eve party at the office

Woohoo with them on 3 other different occasions

Break-up with your fiancé(e) but never admit to cheating on them

Reach level 10 of the lawyer career

It’s up to you to decide wether your sim and their enemy become a thing or not.

If you’ve read all of that, thank you. I hope you have as much fun playing this challenge as I had writing it. I might add one or two extra generations in the future, who knows...

#ts4 #sims 4 #sim 4 challenge #sims4 legacy #not so pink life challenge #sims 4 challenge #ressources

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ghostflowerhotpotch · 1 year ago

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I know this is in agreement with my post, but honestly seen this made me think on the other stuff I posted earlier that isn't mentioned.

Because yes, Miguel having control on those three things is indeed a problem; but I feel this wouldn't be that big of an issue if the circumstances were different. This organization could work, even with Miguel being the one with the watches, if it wasn't run in such a sketchy way that is.

But it never dawned on me to summarize everything wrong with the society in a way that would be easier for other people to read, so thank you for bringing that up.

In summary:

There are levels of information; how much a spider person knows (the canon events, which canon events, so for) appears to be kept a secret until you are prove trustworthy or circumstances force you tell this information. Not telling you the terms of contract before signing is part of cultish behaviour (though on its own is just sketchy.)

Asking people in vulnerable positions to join the force; knowing very well that this person now has to obey your commands or risk homeless/insecurity/etc. This also includes the possibility of people relying on the Spider Society for food, mental health resources, perhaps medical care- as long as you obey and do what Miguel says.

Having a central dogma that is the focus of the operation, to the point keeping said dogma takes more focus over looking for real solutions.

Said dogma also enables a cycle of suffering, ensuring that the tragedies that happen before continue happening to others as a way to justify the existence of said hardships.

Obvious, but still important: the Dogma also comes at the cost of the mental health and well-being of the members; needing to do things that would surely impact their mental health (like letting people die,) getting in dangerous situation where the focus is more protect said dogma, etc.

Unable to question authority, to the point that may be grounds for expulsion. This also means a lack of free will in other areas.

The existence of inner circles, with people who may not face consequences or less of a reprimand by being buddy-buddy with someone or directly the higher up.

EXTREME levels of surveillance, which they may or may not know about. (Because I wouldn't discard that people aren't aware the boss may just watch when they are off duty.)

The organization prioritizes the Spider-man persona over the individual; rationalize this duty should be more important than any other responsibilities you may have. This has the added effect of isolating people to anyone who isn't a spider-person, and since is difficult if not impossible to met other spider-people (unless they are in your universe) otherwise, this creates a us vs them mentality. Because the people in your world don't get you, you can't even tell your secret, but you are safe with us, the people who understand and know what you are living.

A leader with anger issues, prone to over react, and seems that the angrier he gets the less he listens; which is already a problem with someone who is quick to anger.

I believe I caught everything? A few things I feel can be part of previous points and this was suppose to be a SUMMARY.

Part 1 or 2 should involve all of those points with the longer, in-depth explanation, but for anyone who wants a recap, this is it.

Spiderman Society and Manipulation Part 2

Horrible Copy Mechanism and the Responsibilities you put in your own shoulders

Part 1

Oh boy this is going to be interesting for sure.

While I was writing the first part I originally wasn't thinking of writing this section at the beginning, I thought considering the situation it was better to focus in how the lower rankings and people in need are put between a rock and a hard place, and in the cultish characteristics it has.

But then I realized is not just that is a horrible copy mechanism that they are more or less using as a crutch, it also involves why Miguel is convinced over this, and also the responsibility that still comes with it.

WARNING: The following chat will have talks about trauma, recovery, and accountability. It will also include mentions of real religious manipulation and cultish behaviours.

If you think any of this could be triggering, please consider skipping this one.

But before we address the sad reality that is enforcing canon by the eldest/higher up members of this society, let me address something that I didn't mention last time.

Part of the reason all of this is bad is because Canon is fake, this theory falls apart by the seams, and this makes the society more like a cult exactly for this reason!

Here is the long version of why I say this so firmly.

But because I don't want to sent people to do homework, here is the cliff notes version:

Canon Event ASM-90 cannot be happening at this moment, because Spot IS an anomaly. Also, Miguel said himself that canon event ASM-90 is when a captain dies in a battle between the spider-person and a nemesis, but Spot isn't Pavitr's nemesis, and Miguel himself said that Spot shouldn't had happened and is another anomaly like Miles, so why Captain Singh should had died at that moment?

The black matter that supposedly is happening because Miles broke canon? Was happening BEFORE we saw the captain. The alchemax building is breaking down, and has a dark matter absorbing it, which gets bigger and bigger as we see our heroes descend, and then in the same spot the building felt, now there is a black hole! Coincidence? Doubtful.

Miles's universe didn't fell because he became a spider-man, even if by being an "anomaly" you should expect to cause some sort of reaction, right? Further more, he blames Miles and Co for the hole in the multi-verse, but this is ignoring the fact the spot not only was the one to transport the spider, he has MULTIPLE of them. But Miles's universe has no reaction to any of this somehow? And the only issues it had was because of the collider messing up?

Look dear reader, I feel the fact that Pavitr's example doesn't fit the bill by Miguel's own words, and Miles's case in ITSV has jackshit to do with being anomaly; is safe to say this isn't about canon. Is about what is happening.

Because Miguel, Peter, Jess and the rest are so blinded by this idea of canon on Spider-man, they can't notice an incongruity as they are explaining it to you.

You guys know what this means? This means that instead of learning what is actually going on with Pavitr's universe (probably more related to physics than spider-man in itself.) They are wasting time and resources in preserving a mythos that so far feels more like trying to fit a pattern and mix destiny with physics somehow.

So the question is...how come is that they don't see it? Why they believe in this well?

WELL-

Here is the interesting part about the "Canon is part of every spider-man story,." While is a horrible thing to say to people just starting that need to deal with the fact that they will lose love ones and suffer great hardships because of their work, for those who are over? Oh this is great news.

(I swear while looking at this I had a flashback of "G-d's time is perfect" and "Everything happens for a reason," after having a personal hardship. Goddammit this really falls in the steps to a cult way too much.)

Okay but seriously, I saw a lot of people over the past few months complain about how the other spiders could let this happen, and this is so horrible how come Miles is being the only real spider-man here-

Is trauma, is all back to trauma.

Because okay, we don't know until which point the canon theory goes; I would say most spider-people are bit when they are teens or young adults (tho there are universes where Aunt May or Uncle Ben got bitten- yes as senior adults.) So I wouldn't be surprised if the "canon" events Miguel has mapped out has already happened to Peter, Jess and him, considering that at least Peter? Has been doing this for almost a quarter of a century; the others can't be too far apart for what I gather.

So while for someone like Gwen, Miles or Pavitr means "oh this is the list of horrible things you are going to suffer, sorry kid." For people like Peter, Miguel and Jess? Is probably more of a "oh those tragedies that you faced? They were part of the universe making sure it stays intact, is okay."

The sad reality, one of the most twisted things about this situation, is that the system uses the trauma of the eldest members to ensure they continue the cycle.

A funny thing about cults and many religions quite honestly, is that they have specific believes in place to ensure that people are not just indoctrinated, but are also incentivized to perpetuated the doctrine and make others do the same. Almost like evolution, the ideology behind became this way in order to ensure it is believed and doesn't die out like other beliefs.

I know I already put warnings previously, but now I want to bring a real life case because I think I need to hammer home how these beliefs can be so hard to shake off.

WARNING: Talks about Missionary Work, Murder, and passing mentions about colonialism.

The following discussion will involve the case around John Chau's missionary work and end, if you want to skip it, the discussing will begin and finish with the gif below.

So, in case you guys aren't familiar with this guy.

John Chau was a young man, he liked to go on adventures and was a passionate evangelical christian, who also liked to do Missionary Work. He went to a few different places, but the one were he died was in North Sentinel Island. He was killed by the native people there.

North Sentinel Island is among the last few places that has a group of people that are disconnected from the rest of the world. Every time someone tries to establish contact they killed, or at best, barely make it alive for what I recall. We don't know exactly know why since no one has been able to establish communications with them.

Now, I can't have this chat and not mention that is better to leave those people alone. They clearly prefer to continue with their traditional ways, and if you had seen some history you can probably tell even if they were interested, chances are this would end more poorly for them than anyone else.

Considering their reputation, that it is ILLEGAL to try to contact them for that exact reason (John Bribed two fisherman to leave him in the island, there is no way to get there without breaking the law.) You may be wondering, why he choose to go there?

Well, as mentioned before, missionary work; because he firmly believed this was "Satan's last stronghold" since no one was able to preach Christianity to them yet.

Okay, I know I am messing with the tiger here, and I don't want to insult anyone's faith; but I also have to be honest. I am Jewish, but I am a convert, my family is christian (I prefer not to say which branch but is probably obvious,) and while I will try to remain neutral let's say is hard when you are still processing stuff that happened to you.

I will say this, for all the people who called this man a "deluded idiot" when I remember this case, I feel two things, one of them is pity, and the other one is rage.

For starters, trying to force a religion into others is wrong in my eyes, (In Judaism is forbidden to proselytize, the traditional thing is actually deny converts until they ask for a third time.) It also forces an erasure of culture and colonialism, a lot of times trying to absorb past beliefs just to make the new believers happy, which muddies some stuff later on.

So, why I still feel bad for him?

Because he thought he was doing the right thing.

As someone who doesn't believe, in my eyes this is horrifying; but for him? He believes if he doesn't go to preach to this people, they may suffer in eternity for never hearing about Jesus. In his eyes, if he goes to them and convinces this group of worship his lord, he has now given eternal happiness and peace to this people; or the possibility to do so.

I feel bad, because this man was convinced to do something dangerous and bad, by thinking he was saving the lives of these people.

Sorry for the heavy topic, but I feel this was a good way to understand why the society does what it does. Because by bringing real life situations, I think is all the easier to understand how easy you can end up in these places.

Miguel theory doesn't just provide an explanation as to why the dimensions work the way they work, they also provide a nice explanation as to why they all had lived similar struggles, while they had suffered this much.

Is a balm to all those old wounds, because I am pretty sure Peter, nor the rest of the other adults that are "done" or mostly done with the canon events, or heck just suffered a few of them- still had their nightmares and hard times remembering all of the people they lost.

But if they learn about this after? Now they know it wasn't their fault, this was suppose to happen.

Remember what I said earlier? "G-d time is perfect"? That's something I heard growing up, from people who needed to hear that this has to have a purpose, serve a deeper meaning.

Otherwise, is just suffering.

However, can you see the parallels now? A belief that uses the pain and trauma of their members to make them believe, gives a "justifiable" and "noble" reason to continue pushing this narrative too (aka if we don't do it the universe collapses.) And just as well, is also fake, yet they are too blinded to notice, and they are now making people suffer for most probably not good reason while neglecting to learn what is actually going down.

Yeah, this really hammers more than anything the most cultish aspects of the Society. Because it is at is core.

Miguel's Biases

Now, I am convinced Miguel's canon theory is wrong, I know we can't know for sure what's going on until BTVS, but at this point I am rolling with that idea because too many things are adding up for me.

Yet despite how it becomes obvious in a way I consider embarrassing that Miguel doesn't notice- He is blinded by his own theory.

We all have our own biases, is not odd that we are inclined to believe things when they are said for people we respect, admire or look up. Similarly, we are also inclined to believe things more quickly when they align we pre-established world views, or favours a narrative you are more inclined to believe in.

(Yes I admitted how that means this work and others fall into this category, the reason they are as long as they are is because I try to at least to be able to justify my position in some way, and lay all what I think in case someone wants to debate me on it.)

My point with all of this, is that the reason why Miguel cannot see the holes in his own theory as he explains it, is because he is biased by the narrative he has done in his head.

I said this a million times already and I will say it again: No one believes in this more than Miguel, while I think Jess and Peter believe some things and are doubtful with others, Miguel believes all the way.

And just like some missionary people going too far, he can justify all the things he is doing because of this. Because is for the "greater good," and as long as it is for that reason, slamming teens into the train while screaming "you are a mistake!" Is all to save the multiverse.

But we aren't seeing a guy convinced to do things the hard way because sometimes tough situations demand desperate measures. We are seen a man try to cope with his guilt so poorly he created an entire unit dedicated to preserve this idea.

This is horrifying.

And now everything he has done colours different, because let me tell you, if you think too hard about his behaviour now looks a lot more authoritative and insane.

Projection is NOT a great Look Miguel

You know? I firmly believe a lot of people in Miguel's side are biased by his angsty demeanour, by his looks, by the power he has. This isn't to say I am not biased, is just that is not in that direction.

Not gonna lie I can't see this guy throwing stuff and don't remember a couple of temper tantrums my dad has done.

Regardless of my biases, I believe is for this reason I can say that honestly? I find embarrassing that Miguel throws things like that.

Again, I feel these scenes changed a lot the context once you put together that canon isn't part of saving the universe, and that Miguel is getting so worked up about something that until I see the contrary, is a theory he came up by himself with no other backing.

Which means he is throwing stuff at people for no good reason, getting worked up to intense levels that are not appropriate; all while being the boss that doesn't like to be questioned.

Honestly this part isn't exactly necessary on cult leaders, but I would say it happens.

(Again, I don't want to call this necessarily a cult; regardless of how much I think it fits the bill. There are multiple criteria, and I can't evaluate everything.)

One way or another, Miguel's reactions aren't anything good. Think about it, if your boss threw things around when he was angry, would you consider that safe?

Because you know what I consider the most telling part of all of this? Neither when Miguel throws the trashcan, nor when he throws the console, has anyone being surprised about this behaviour.

Let me repeat this; even if this wasn't about Miles, Miguel apparently is known for this enough that no one is phased.

Forget that they are super heroes, I don't think is a great look when the leader of your organization gets so angry he can't think straight, to the point he reaches the wildest conclusions.

This is another reason why I think the mental health in this institution has to be shit, 1) You can't have a harmful belief that enforces suffering and have good mental health, is not feasible. 2) I don't care if Miguel is the boss, or is probably his decision not getting help; is downright embarrassing he is let to do these things and no one questions if he is out of line.

Remember, this shouldn't be a dictatorship, regardless if this was Miguel's idea and operation, if you can't question the leader even if he is wrong; that's tyranny, and all just needs the boss to be wrong once for things to go south.

Now imagine when the entire system is flawed.

Now, the following part feels like I may be repeating myself, but the previous part was about how these actions are bad; and the second one is about why having mental health issues isn't a defence,

I imagine by this point, perhaps someone may want to come out of the woodwork's and say "But you are being completely unfair! Miguel is clearly hurting about this, he is not thinking clearly! That's why he screams to Miles that he is a mistake, he is projecting!"

(Sigh.) You know? I don't think there is a lot of people who would seriously try to say that about someone making a theory like this is still justified to do what he does, because he is clearly trying to substitute reality with his own, but because I had gotten WAY TOO MANY TIMES the "oh poor Miguel/Peter they are traumatized!" I am going to do the thing that is the real reason this post will be controversial.

Because disregarding your mental health to the point is hurting you and affecting others IS BAD TOO.

HEAR ME OUT!

In real life, there are complications like not having money, not having resources you can go to, maybe you are living with an abusive person who will not let you get any help- Things are very complicated, and there are many reasons you are stuck.

This isn't Miguel's case, for starters.

The guy clearly has money, he even has a spider-man psych which means the guy knows how the secret identity goes and has a psychological degree, so you can say he has an available, viable help just right around the corner. He is also a middle-aged man, meaning he should know better.

Because here is the thing, for all the dumb shit Gwen has done, she is a traumatized teen with not the best support, not adults she can rely on, and has a dad which copy mechanism is "I have a job to do," which is the same thing she does. I can believe she doesn't know any better, and will not take the best decisions either. I did my own fair of mistakes at that age so I can't talk.

What is Miguel's excuse? I am sorry, but I feel when you are at that age, when you have a responsibility this big, (that let's not forget everybody, HE CHOSE THIS, no one forced it onto him.) You need to be able to look in yourself and know when you can lead or not, when you can be trusted with big decisions or not. By this point in your life, you shouldn't rely on other people to tell you need help. If you are so much in your own head you are not seeing what's in front of you, that's a problem you need to fix.

You could try to argue that at that point he obviously will not see it, but 1) Honestly people let him get away with it, as we can see. 2) Do we know he would listen, considering this situation?

That doesn't mean letting him go rampant, that means "we took the executive decision you aren't fit as a leader." I am not joking here, Elon Musk was kicked out of paypal for less dumb shit and that's saying something.

I had heard so many excuses over the years about angry men that refuse to address their attitude issues because, "he had a rough childhood," "his father was absent," "he is stressed about work." All while being told that you need to grit your tear and bear it.

I can't take seriously a guy who has the money and the means to recover, yet refuses to confront reality because is more comfortable to fabricate something in your mind.

ESPECIALLY NOT when he is involving more people into his twisted system, that perpetuates people having MORE TRAUMA, all to justify his own.

All, while putting the multi-verse in danger, because he decided to take this task upon himself yet using his own flawed narrative.

And you know why I think Miguel being wrong in multiple things, (his theory, behaviour, literally throwing Gwen for questioning him and "letting him go" and not for disobeying- seriously why throw a way the justifiable reason if it isn't meant to be something?) Is not bad writing in my opinion, is because-

THAT'S THE ENTIRE POINT~!

Notice the funny thing about all of these scenes? All of them have Miguel showing being in the wrong.

Miles is telling Miguel it was the Spot, because it literally was; the black matter started way before and he saw it.

Miles IS Spider-man because he has earned that title, and not by doing a checklist of pre-approved events to see if he fits or not the bill.

Miguel is wrong because he is literally mad at Gwen for questioning him, and is insisting Gwen let Miles go; which is funny because PETER was the one in close quarters with Miles, and had a much better chance of capturing him.

But he isn't given any a reprimand for his behaviour, he gets scotch free while Gwen is being blamed for that blunder; and hey isn't something very traditional of corrupt systems of power favour those close to the inner circle while the "problematic members" are blamed for the mistakes of others?

And you can see all the other mistakes I had laid down already.

Because Miguel is the antagonist.

He is a man so blinded by guilt he has created a whole system made to keep it intact, is absolutely absurd to realize how crazy everything sounds once you put all of these pieces together.

Yet the point of this story is how even while having the most noble of reasons, if you are so focused on the past you are forced to make it your future, you may miss the opportunities out there to make it better.

Just like someone living in an unjust society, convinced it needs to perpetuate the status quo because anything else would mean the end of the world as we know it.

It really shows how sad and twisted this can be.

Oof, that got a little heavy huh? Sorry about that, is hard not to get intense.

Still feel a little crazy seeing the parallels about cults because I don't think the team realized how much this is hammering home with that; or maybe they do and I am underestimating them.

Thank you for anyone who came along in this ready! As always if you have the chance please support my ko-fi, and if you can't, please share this post around!

#atsv #across the spiderverse #miguel o' hara #spider society #gwen stacy #atsv files #as always people are free to disagree #but if I see any reblogs of people just reading the summary and saying I got conclusions out of nowhere #well let's say my patience is thin when is about those people

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doyourpatellasquiver · 3 years ago

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April's Extracurriculars

April approaches Sterling on a mission, to fully tell her that she is fine without the Fellowship position. For me this highlights how desperately she needs the position for other reasons than assuming she has a right to hold it.

Sterling isn't even asking, wasn't going to approach April, but April gets so focused on trying to act cool in the face of this catastrophic turn of events that she comes directly to Sterling as immediately as she possibly can.

April has four extracurriculars. To a degree I believe that her pomposity is a front and that she also isn't quite as conservative as she has to enforce herself as appearing. And I believe her extra curriculars reflect that.

Young Republicans just screams to me that April has to be there. Her parents have expectations after all and after a lifetime of memorizing Republican presidents and coming to terms with her feelings about being a lesbian, April has to blend in. The biggest reason I see Young Republicans as at least partially a front is because April refers to prostitutes as "sex workers [who] deserve to be safe" and as an afterthought "just not allowed to vote." Firstly, the phrase "sex workers" is generally a politically correct term that an invested Young Republican would have no interest in using. Secondly, she added the voting thing after a few beats as she checks her surroundings. She was covering herself after a momentary lapse in her facade.

Forensics is another thing that just makes me think April does not hold as staunchly conservative views as she purports herself to believe in. April loves a challenge and seems to face everything with the mind of a master debater. Which means that not only can she argue for what she believes in, she can argue for what she doesn't believe in. And be just as convincing. Forensics would allow her a fascinating foray into perspectives her small town, private school and bigoted parents wouldn't ever teach her unless it was in a fully negative light. Forensics lets April think for herself.

Latin helps April come to terms with herself as a lesbian because she is able to read large parts of the Bible in some of the original translated Latin. She knows that God loves her and that she is a lesbian and it's not a problem because she has read it and the Bible actually doesn't have issues with gay people. But, looking around at her bigoted area, she dares not express her thoughts. She memorizes the harsh English translated passages that express the false notion that being gay is a sin. And holds the Latin close to her heart on days she hears that cruel word too many times around campus.

I'm convinced the Straight-Straight Alliance is a front for a gay campus club that April and Ezekiel lead. But the gay club is incognito so no one can say it's a gay club. I imagine they just have a very specific process for admission to the club and bigots just don't get in. Otherwise the implications of such a club lead me to think that in fighting to keep herself in the closet, forming a Straight-Straight Alliance leaves April on the side of bigots aligned against the queer agenda. I honestly think she would hate this.

On her weekends, while Sterling is having sex with Luke, April says she was giving out lunches to homeless teens. I think homeless teens are important to April because so many are LGBTQ and she knows she is one wrong move away from being outed and being thrown out on the streets herself.

I think April is a closet liberal or at the very least an intensely compassionate person who sees beyond the bullshit by which she is surrounded. Even though I was raised in a religious and otherwise conservative environment, where liberalism was a sign of the devil and there was constant fear mongering that the media was trying to force children to be gay, I always wondered and had a deeper connection to my own heart before I ever questioned my upbringing. I believe April is no different.

When you are raised in a coercive environment and find your thoughts drifting, you have the tiniest feeling of contention and you figure out ways to think for yourself. It's what I did. It's what many have done. And I believe April "I don't believe God is going to smite me for being a lesbian" Stevens took a long ass journey to get to that point just like we all did.

I think her extra curriculars are her only safe spaces where she still has to put on a front but the facade is not so heavy a burden to carry. The only real place her mask slips is in her bedroom with her door closed. And sometimes... Around Sterling.

#teenage bounty hunters #stepril #april stevens #sterling wesley #fic fodder #character study #erin watches tbh #been awhile #bringing this series back #tbh #lets see if we can wake this amazing fandom #will always love this show #i detail April's experiences in my fic #which I just freaking published another chapter on #so stoked

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traincat · 3 years ago

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I know the comic piracy debate is a never-ending cycle, but in India where I live, you can't get western comics (or manga for that matter). There aren't comic book stores. Sometimes on Amazon you can find collected editions worth more than INR 1000 at least, for the paperbacks. Most older collections, even from the early 2000s, will be upwards of INR 6000. And sure, it's because the exchange value is so low for Indian rupees, but that's still a LOT of money to Indian citizens. You can get digital editions of random odd issues for approx. INR 150, so that's there. But overall it's really a huge investment to buy a physical comic. So yes, I pirate. But I get so guilty when this debate rolls around, every time. I just don't see any other alternative.

I debated whether or not to answer this considering I haven't really addressed the comics piracy issue before so I'm not sure I'm the right account to talk about it, and also because my askbox is not a confessional and I am not a priest, but then some Spider-Man news broke that I feels ties into it this so whatever, we're going for it. The comics piracy debate comes up every couple of months and will probably continue to come up every couple of months until forever and all of these points have been stated before by others because nothing in this debate is new. First things first, you shouldn't feel guilty. I'm going to suggest actually that nobody should feel guilty, unless you are like, a millionaire and you're exclusively pirating indie books. The prices you're quoting are prohibitively expensive but I have some unfortunate news for everyone involved: the prices are really bad in the US, too. If you want good collected editions, especially in hardcover, they're going to run at similar if not quite equal prices. Comics have gone from a cheap hobby to an overwhelmingly expensive hobby.

This is a good article comparing to the cover costs of American comics since the 1960s adjusted for inflation which I think puts some things in perspective. Comics currently cost roughly $5 USD per issue, which doesn't sound that bad, even though most of my monthly streaming services are roughly that price for a whole month's access to a library of content. But it only doesn't sound that bad if you're not buying special issues (the Marvel Pride book retailed for $10), and if you're only reading one or two books a month. The problem is, American superhero comics are specifically designed so you're not reading just one or two books per month -- this is why we have events! And crossovers! Not for the story potential but because it forces the consumer to purchase more product. This is why there's constantly an event running with a checklist of tie-in issues in the back. So now you're spending probably at least $20 a month. If you're a fan with a lot of interest in different titles, and in different publishers, this can easily hit triple USD digits. It's a money pit. It's not affordable to most people. And this is where that new Spider-Man news comes in, because it was announced today that Amazing Spider-Man is going back to a thrice monthly schedule like it used to operate on during Brand New Day. Which sounds good at first -- more comics, yay -- until you realize that's probably going to be $15 USD a month for a one title. That's $180 a year for one title, not including annuals or special issues. That's not feasible for a lot of fans -- young fans, poor fans, fans with other financial obligations etc. And most people aren't reading just one title. I don't know how the X-Men fans are currently financing their Krakoa habit and I'm afraid to ask. There are services like Marvel Unlimited, which make things slightly more affordable, but I imagine the wait for newer issues to hit the service can be alienating for some fans who want to join in current discussions, the library has some incredibly massive holes in it which is unacceptable when it's coming from inside the mouse house, and I believe, although I could be wrong, that it is not available in all countries. Comics are no longer an easily accessible hobby, if you're paying for everything you read.

"But the creatives deserve to get paid" is the common argument and yeah, they do, I'm not arguing that point. They should absolutely get paid and they should get well. I'm a writer, I'm a published writer even, and I want to be a published novelist, and I definitely want to get paid, and I'm reserving the right to be a complete hypocrite about this, as I do with everything in my life, but this is where the difference between indie publications and Marvel publications comes in: Marvel is owned by Disney. There is absolutely no excuse for Disney not to pay their creatives. If they are not getting paid fairly, it's not because you pirated a book -- it's because Disney has a vested interest in not paying their creators, as evidenced by Alan Dean Foster's lawsuit claiming that they are withholding royalties from him. Fans pirating these books are not the reason the creatives are not getting paid fairly -- the creatives are not getting paid fairly for the same reason that Disney park employees experience homelessness, and it's because Disney would rather put that money into the pockets of their executives. There is no debate on that subject. It's easier and perhaps more convenient to blame fans for pirating comics rather than putting all of their money into what has been for years now a prohibitively expensive hobby to keep up with, but the fact of the matter is Disney could pay all of their creatives what they're worth without hurting their bottom line and instead chooses not to. That is not on you, as an individual reader. You have no reason to feel guilty about that, no matter what your circumstances are, and you do not have to justify your actions to either me or the House of the Mouse. I'm with you, and Disney ultimately doesn't care. They're making that money up elsewhere and then not distributing it fairly to the people who create the properties their media empire is built off of. But especially if you're buying older books, you should know that your money is not going to the creative team -- once it's out of publication, they're not going to get any of the money you spent on it. The argument then becomes that you should be supporting local comics stores which yes, is true, but also doesn't apply to everyone, like anon who doesn't have access to local comic book stores. And again, this can become prohibitively expensive -- collections are expensive. Older, hard to find collections can be very expensive. Once something is out of print, all bets are off on what it might be selling for. Buying single issues is only affordable if the single issue isn't desirable or sometimes if it's in exceedingly bad condition. For the sake of transparency, I have a fairly big single issue collection because it's my preferred format, but I had the time to bargain hunt, access to local comic book stores and large comic conventions, and I'm very good at sniping eBay auctions. The most I have ever dropped on a single issue was expensive for me -- and still under three digits USD -- and it's for an issue from the '60s that is not in great condition.

The problem with this debate is that it is generally a nuanced issue that always gets boiled down to "piracy bad" in a way that makes a lot of well meaning and well intentioned fans, especially the ones with extenuating circumstances, feel bad. It's not your fault. You shouldn't feel guilty. There are a huge amount of reasons why someone might pirate something that are not bad reasons and do not make you a bad person who is personally withholding money from the creators -- because you're not. I don't publicly tell people where to pirate comics, mostly because I really don't think it's that hard to find out for yourselves especially because several creators involved with Marvel themselves have, I suspect accidentally, posted pages of their work to social media WITH THE BANNER OF A WELL KNOWN COMICS PIRACY SITE STILL IN THE IMAGE please learn how to crop, so maybe my standpoint on the issue wasn't well known, but there it is. I think readers should, if they are able to financially and otherwise, support the creators they like, but that it should be acknowledged that this is a more complicated issue than it's commonly made out to be on Twitter and that the largest part of the blame needs to be put on the companies making these comics inaccessible to many and who refuse to pay their creators fairly, not on individual fans. Don't feel guilty, anon.

#traincat talks comics #*replies

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fatehbaz · 4 years ago

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Imagining futures; escaping hell; controlling time; living in better worlds.

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What we see happening in Ferguson and other cities is not the creation of liveable spaces, but the creation of living hells. When a person is trapped in a cycle of debt, it also can affect their subjectivity and temporal orientation to the world by making it difficult for them to imagine and plan for the future. What psychic toll does this have on residents? How does it feel to be routinely degraded and exploited [...]? [M]unicipalities [...] make it impossible for residents to actually feel at home in the place where they live, walk, work, love, and chill. In this sense, policing is not about crime control or public safety, but about the regulation of people’s lives -- their movements and modes of being in the world.

[Source: Jackie Wang. Carceral Capitalism. 2018.]

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Pacific texts do not only destabilize inadequate presents. They also transfigure the past by participating in widespread strategies of contesting linear and teleological Western time, whether through Indigenous ontologies of cyclical temporality or postcolonial inhabitations of heterogenous time. [...] Pacific temporality [can be] a layering of oral and somatic memory in which both present injustices and a longue duree of pasts-cum-impossible futures still adhere. In doing so, [jetnil-Kijiner’s book] Iep Jaltok does not defer an apocalyptic future. Instead it asserts the possibility, indeed the past guarantee, of Pacific worlds in spite of Western temporal closures. [...] In the context of US settler colonialism, Jessica Hurley has noted “the ongoing power of a white-defined realism to distinguish possible from impossible actions” [...]. In other words, certain aspects of Indigenous life under settler colonialism fall under the purview of what colonizing powers define as the (im)possible. [...] Greg Fry, writing of Australian representations of the Pacific in the 1990s, notes that the Pacific was regarded as facing “an approaching ‘doomsday’ or ‘nightmare’ unless Pacific Islanders remake themselves”. From the center-periphery model [...], only a Malthusian “future nightmare [...]” for Pacific islands seemed possible. [...] Bikini Island, where the first of 67 US nuclear tests took place from 1946 to 1958, was chosen largely because of its remoteness [...]; nuclear, economic, and demographic priorities thus rendered islanders’ lives “ungrievable” [...]. The [...] sentiment was perhaps most famously demonstrated in H*nry Kissing*r’s dismissal of the Pacific: “There are only 90,000 people out there. Who gives a damn?” [...] Such narratives were supposed to proclaim and herald the end of Pacific futures. Instead [...] Pacific extinction narratives [written by Indigenous/Islander authors] conversely testify to something like the real resilience of islanders in the face of a largely deleterious history of Euro-American encounters. More radically, they suggest the impossibility of an impossible future. Apocalypse as precedent overturns the very world-ending convention of the genre. By turning extinction into antecedent, [...] [they aspire] toward an unknown future not tied to an apocalyptic ending.

[Source: Rebecca Oh. “Making Time: Pacific Futures in Kiribati’s Migration with Dignity, Kathy Jetnil-Kijiner’s Iep Jaltok, and Keri Hume’s Stonefish.” MFS Modern Fiction Studies. Winter 2020.]

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With the machinery finally installed on the property of the Manuelita estate, Don Santiago Eder launched the first industrial production of refined white sugar in Colombia on the “first day of the first month of the first year of the twentieth century.” Such deeds, mythologized and heroic in their retelling, earned Santiago Eder respect as “the founder” and his sons as “pioneers” in the industrialization of provincial Colombia. Their enterprise [...] remained the country’s largest sugar operation for much of the twentieth century. In 1967, [...] E.P. Thompson described the evolution and internalization of disciplined concepts of time as intimately tied to the rise of wage labor in industrializing England. His famous treatise on time serves as a reminder that the rise of industrial agriculture affected a reorganization of cultural and social conceptions of time. [...]. The global ascendancy of the Manuelita model of work contracts and monoculture in the second half of the twentieth century underscores the acceleration of the Plantationocene, but the historical presence and persistence of alternative [...] time should serve as a reminder that [...] futures and the demarcation of epochs are never as simple as a neatly organized calendar.

[Source: Timothy Lorek. “Keeping Time with Colombian Plantation Calendars.” Edge Effects. April 2020.]

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For several weeks after midsummer arrives along the lower Kuskokwim River, even as the days begin to shorten, the long, boreal light of dusk makes for a brief night. People travel by boat [...]. When I asked an elder about the proper way to act toward Chinook salmon, he instructed me: “Murikelluku.” The Yup’ik word murilke- means not only “to watch” but also “to be attentive” [...]. Nearly fifty years ago, Congress extinguished Alaska Native tribal autonomy over [...] fishing [...]. The indifference of dominant [US government land management agency] fisheries management models to social relations among salmon and Yupiaq peoples is evocative of a mode of care that Lisa Stevenson (2014) characterizes as “anonymous.” When life is managed at the level of the population, Stevenson writes, care is depersonalized. Care becomes “invested in a certain way of being in time,” standardized to the clock, and according to the temporal terms of the caregiver, rather than in time with the subject of care herself (ibid.: 134). Stevenson identifies care at the population level as anonymous because it focuses exclusively on survival – on metrics of life and death – rather than on the social relations that make the world inhabitable. Thus, it is not namelessness that marks “anonymous care” as such, but rather “a way of attending to the life and death of [others]” that strips life of the social bonds that imbue it with meaning […]. At the same time, conservation, carried out anonymously, ignores not only the temporality of Yupiaq peoples’ relations with fish, but also the human relations that human-fish relations make possible. Yupiat in Naknaq critique conservation measures for disregarding relations that ensure not only the continuity of salmon lives but also the duration of Yupiat lifeworlds (see Jackson 2013). Life is doubly negated. For Yupiaq peoples in southwest Alaska, fishing and its attendant practices are […] modes of sociality that foster temporally deep material and affective attachments to kin and to the Kuskokwim River that are constitutive of well-being [...]. As Yup’ik scholar Theresa Arevgaq John (2009) writes, cultivating relations both with ancestors and fish, among other more-than-human beings, is a critical part of young peoples’ […] development [...]. In other words, the futures that Yupiaq peoples imagine depend on not only a particular orientation to salmon in the present, but also an orientation to the past that salmon mediate.

[Source: William Voinot-Baron. “Inescapable Temporalities: Chinook Salmon and the Non-Sovereignty of Co-Management in Southwest Alaska.” July 2019.]

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[C]oncentration of global wealth and the "extension of hopeless poverties"; [...] the intensification of state repression and the growth of police states; the stratification of peoples [...]; and the production of surplus populations, such as the landless, the homeless, and the imprisoned, who are treated as social "waste." [...] To be unable to transcend [...] the horror [...] of such a world order is what hell means [...]. Without a glimpse of an elsewhere or otherwise, we’re living in hell. [...] [P]eople are rejecting prison as the ideal model of social order. [...] Embedded in this resistance, sometimes explicitly and sometimes implicitly, is both a deep longing for and the articulation of, the existence of a life lived otherwise and elsewhere than in hell. [...] [W]hat’s in the shadow of the bottom line [...] -- what stands, living and breathing, in the place blinded from view. [...] Instincts and impulses are always contained by a system which dominates us so thoroughly that it decides when we can “have an impact” on “restructuring the world,” which is always relegated to the future. [...] “Self-determination begins at home [...].” Cultivating an instinctual basis for freedom is about identifying the longings that already exist -- however muted or marginal [...]. The utopian is not only or merely a “fantasy of” and for “the future collectivity”. It is not simply fantasmatic or otherworldly in the conventional temporal sense. The utopian is a way of conceiving and living in the here and now, which is inevitably entangled with all kinds of deformations [...]. But there are no guarantees. No guarantees that the time is right [...]; no guarantees that just a little more misery and suffering will bring the whole mess down; no guarantees that the people we expect to lead us will (no special privileged historical agents); [...] no guarantees that we can protect future generations [...] if we just wait long enough or plan it all out ahead of time; no guarantees that on the other side of the big change, some new utterly-unfathomable-but-worth-waiting-for happiness will be ours [...]. There are no guarantees of coming millenniums or historically inevitable socialisms or abstract principles, only our complicated selves together and a [...] principle in which the history and presence of the instinct for freedom, however fugitive or extreme, is the evidence of the [...] possibility because we’ve already begun to realize it. Begun to realize it in those scandalous moments when the present wavers [...]. The point is to expose the illusion of supremacy and unassailability dominating institutions and groups routinely generate to mask their fragility and their contingency. The point is [...] to encourage [...] us [...] to be a little less frightened of and more enthusiastic about our most scandalous utopian desires and actions [...], a particular kind of courage and a few magic tricks.

[Source: Avery Gordon. “Some thoughts on the Utopian.” 2016.]

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mistystar022100 · 3 years ago

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More Bleach x Tokyo Ghoul au

More Characters

Orihime

Orihime is a natural one-eyed ghoul with a Rinkaku kagune. Orihime in cannon has basically one offensive ability that is broken for a whole arc and then rarely used for the sake of defense and healing. Personally, I thought she could have done more so I’m fixing this myself. Her kagune has 2 tentacles that she can use for offensive. Her Shun Shun Rika will be for the healing and shield, the attacking fairy will not be used often unless she needs a long ranged attack.

The reason for her being a one-eyed ghoul is so she could still eat human food. Her weird food combinations are a part of her character and I thought it wouldn’t be right to take that from her. It also doesn’t hurt that Orihime constantly eating food is a good cover for when the ghoul group hangs out at school. The fact that her brother was a human makes for an interesting dynamic as well.

As a half ghoul she can eat human food as much as she wants. The genetic combination may have messed with her taste buds, resulting in the strange food. She can taste it but the human food gives her almost no nutritional value. She has to eat like a ghoul in order to sustain herself.

Her main ability is in her regeneration, which is high even for a Rinkaku. Even though her kagune is fairly weak and easy to cut off, they grow back very quickly. This also applies to any injuries she takes; for example getting completely flattened by a speeding car will only take her a few hours to completely regenerate from; as long as she’s feed.

Her father was a ghoul and her mother was a human. Her mother left Sora’s father, who was a human, for Orihime’s father, a ghoul. Sora and Orihime were half siblings. After her father was killed by the CCG and her mother became an alcoholic, Sora took her and moved to Karakura. Sora at first feed her dead homeless people who he would find until he was approached by Isshin and the other adult ghouls in town who took that responsibility out of his hands. After Sora’s death, Orihime became very close to the Ishida and Kurosaki families. The fathers would make sure she was feed and the kids would make sure she wasn’t lonely.

Uryu

Uryu is an Ukaku type ghoul. His kagune is used in tandem with his quincy arrows for more projectiles and the speed boast is helpful for him to avoid attacks. Since Ryuken is still unhelpful with training him as a quincy, he at least trains Uryu as a ghoul. They still have a horrible relationship but at least they see each other now.

Since all the ghouls in town are relatively close, he is well aware that he and the Kurosaki kids are basically cousins. (Are they really though cause the relations between Masaki and Ryuken have always confused me? No matter, cousins is close enough) Mostly Yuzu (Karin absolutely does not admit to helping), convinces Uryu to visit the Kurosaki household every once in a while. Yuzu calls him cousin, Karin does when she’s happy and Ichigo only calls him that when he needs Uryu to listen to him. Isshin tries to make Uryu call him Uncle but Uryu has picked up some things from Ichigo and smacks him around when he’s being annoying; he will call Isshin uncle on special occasions though.

Due to how tight knit the ghouls in town are, Uryu is friends with the Karakura teens long before the story begins. Him, Ichigo, Orihime, and Chad sit on the roof during lunch at school. He tolerates the presence of Tatsuki and Keigo but finds them both annoying.

Once Uryu learns how to sew, he becomes the mask maker in town. Considering the small ghoul population he doesn’t have to make or fix masks that often but he does get annoyed when someone tells him they broke the mask. (All the individual masks will be another post, mainly because some still haven’t been decided)

Ryuken

Like his son, Ryuken is an Ukaku type ghoul. He still despises being “the Last Quincy” but accepts that he is a ghoul. He makes sure Uryu is prepared for the hostile world against ghouls but otherwise is still distant. Later trains Yuzu in Quincy abilities but only because Masaki asked him to before her death. He later passes this on to Uryu because he is not the best teacher.

Since he works at the hospital he needed a way to keep his kakugan from activating. Through the efforts of both him and Isshin, they annoyed Urahara so much that he made them an oral medication that prevents the kakugan from activating for a time. This is why the fathers can both work in hospitals and smell blood without people suspecting them. After all no one is going to suspect a ghoul is working at a hospital.

He provides the ghouls main source of food. When a body is in the morgue of his hospital, he contacts Urahara who replaces it with a cheap inflatable Gigai. This Gigai lasts just long enough for the funeral so the stolen bodies are never discovered. He first makes sure Uryu is feed, then Orihime and then gives the rest to the Kurosaki’s. If not enough dead bodies come in for the month then Isshin leaves town and hunts while telling others he’s at a medical conference.

Ryuken’s ghoul identity is “Plague Doctor” due to his mask. He is the second ghoul being suspected of owning Karakura town. An A ranked ghoul due to his speed and projectile weapons, he is SS ranked when working with Isshin “Flame Oni”. He hates how in sync they are but tolerates it for the safely of the town.

Occasionally joins Uryu in visiting the Kurosaki’s. He only stays for a short while to talk to Isshin about whatever important things are going on, such as taking care of all the kids. Yuzu is happy her Uncle is visiting, Karin doesn’t really care and Ichigo likes to call him out on being an emotionally distant father. Uryu proceeds to tell him to shut up, sometimes leading to brawls in the living room.

Chad

Chad is a human with a Kokaku type quinque. It’s 2 gauntlets that connect through a long chain in the middle which goes over his arms and back. It makes his fullbring even stronger when using it. It was made from his abuelo’s greatest kill as a CCG Dove (a S ranked ghoul).

He carries the quinque case in a disguise bag for 2 reasons. The first is that owning a quinque outside the CCG is illegal and he won’t let anyone take his abuelo’s gift to him. The second reason is that the quinque makes his friends very uncomfortable so he disguises it out of respect for them. He uses a larger version of his high school bag to disguise it and carries it or uses the straps to wear it like a backpack.

When he moved to Karakura he saw Ichigo in the original thug beat down at the bridge. After that day, Chad was attacked by a passing ghoul who thought he looked tasty (Ichigo was preoccupied in a store). Chad got out his quinque despite never being thought how to use it but was loosing and had heavy wounds from his enemies kagune. Ichigo came back to the sounds of fighting and attacked the ghoul with his kagune. After the fight Ichigo only then realized Chad had a quinque and froze in place out of panic. Chad put the weapons away and limped over to Ichigo to help clean the blood off him. Chad really didn’t care that his friend was a ghoul, especially since said friend just saved his life.

Ichigo took Chad home and after getting patched up by Isshin, Chad became an honorary member of the ghouls. He joined them for monthly training considering he had no idea how to use his quinque and the adults would not have this rarely kind human die. He got a mask so he could use his quinque and not get recognized. He also has a costume that covers most of his body considering a half-Mexican and half-Japanese man is very easy to recognize, especially outside of a big city.

He is just the best ghoul ally. He is a very quiet individual but he will not stay silent when someone (mainly Tatsuki) is insulting ghouls in front of him or his friends. For a man of few words his words can sure pack a punch.

Tatsuki

Tatsuki is a human and doesn’t have the best image of ghouls. After Masaki’s death and Isshin being lost in his grief, a ghoul came into town and killed Tatsuki’s father. Ryuken “took care of” the offender and was the reason Isshin got off his ass.

Since beginning high school, Tatsuki has been in a CCG program over the weekends. She adds on to her pre-existing martial arts skills and is working her way up to learning quinque combat. Her quinque would be a bikaku that is a serrated edge sword and can stretch into a whip when needed. The whip is used to hold ghouls in place as the hooked spikes cause more damage when being taken out.

Tatsuki is still friends with Orihime and Ichigo. Orihime is her best friend and they share dinner quite often. When Tatsuki starts with the ghoul hate speech, Ichigo tells her to talk about something else or he’s leaving. Orihime kinds shuts down and starts doing something else to distract herself. Tatsuki is so caught up in her rage and grief that she normally doesn’t notice when Orihime does this. She gets frustrated with Ichigo but doesn’t stay mad at him.

Urahara

Urahara is a “human” with a vast knowledge of ghouls. He is the reason the CCG ignores Karakura for as long as it does. He hacks into the data base whenever something that might be important occurs (someone having to use their kagune and there’s a security camera nearby) and deletes the data. The CCG eventually figured out that someone is wiping the data and sends Doves to investigate the town. But that’s a whole other story arc.

Jinta and Ururu are failed half ghoul experiments that he may or may not have liberated from the CCG as kids. At first he took them to examine their DNA but he grew to love them. The weird genetics has taken a toll on the kid’s bodies; Jinta needs hearing aids and Ururu wears glasses. Urahara however does him best to keep the kids healthy.

As a man of science, he has taken the liberty of getting DNA samples of all the ghouls in town as the data on ghouls is limited to the CCG’s propaganda. He may or may not want to make his own half ghoul some day (or do it to himself); all in the name of science.

His shop sells all sorts of items that the ghouls may need. It is also the place where the ghouls have their monthly meetings. Most of the kids are suspicious of Urahara since he is clearly “human”. Ryuken and Isshin trust him though so that’s good enough for the kids, at least for now.

#bleach #tokyo ghoul #crossover #uryu ishida #ryuken ishida #orihime inoue #bleach chad #kisuke urahara

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strapskinkstories · 2 years ago

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FOLLOW “DA RULES” GODDAMN IT! PornHub Censors me, PayPal banned me & our appliances are cursed and I can design better refrigerators than Samsung in my sleep

1. I shouldn’t have to tell you folks to FOLLOW THE FUCKING RULES

I DONT CARE HOW MUCH OF MY CONTENT YOU LIKE OR WHETHER YOU FOLLOW ME *IF YOU BREAK MY TERMS OF SERVICE, I WILL BAN YOU FROM STRAPPYSKINKS.COM AND ALL AFFILIATED PROPERTIES!*

I strongly recommend folks re-read my Terms of Service and obey them.

Followers upon following me are proactively scanned and a risk scoring modality is used.

Two followers today (both new within the last 24 hours) have been banned from all StrappysKinks properties.

One for violating rule 23 (no epileptiform images no flashers no strobic images, no hypno without a content warning / read more blocker) and the other for violations to rule 5 and 14 as well as promoting a ton of spam content. The user was posting links to outside porn tube websites involving people using illegal substances. If you are a “slam pig” or whatever, do not follow me, you will be reported to Tumblr and to federal authorities. I do not honor hard drug abusers, I have little respect (but some) for cannabis users. Even that is a drug that I have run out of respect for.

2. PornHub is fine with people abusing vaginal specula and other surgical instruments, shoving vegetables up their ass or vagina but put a little breathplay on there and they go ape shit mental.

Stupid enough it doesn’t mention anything about breathplay in the Terms of Service. I officially hate CensorshipHub. They’re a network of fools addicted to vanilla fucking sucking and apparently are okay with people abusing their gastric tract and possibly threatening a bowel perforation. Nevermind the intravaginal abuse. PornHub is a bad company. I will not do business with them.

3. PayPal should be a bit more up front when asking someone what kind of content they sell as a photographer, it should ask “Are you an adult media producer” and if the yes option is selected it should say “You may continue to use PayPal for personal payments, you may not receive payments as a business and so we are canceling your business account enrollment. You may re enroll after contacting our sales team for prior authorization. Until then your account can only be used to send and receive personal payments”

Instead of being up front they blind banned me and said I shall never do business with PayPal again. I have no problem with that because eBay dumped PayPal a while ago. This is more fallout from FOSTA SESTA and needs to stop.

FOSTA SESTA is literally costing peoples lives and their homes. Many people have gone homeless and countless people have committed suicide because without their income and without being able to be who they are people choose to kill themselves.

This was fun to wake up to *sarcasm

I woke up to our washing machine making sounds before I even went downstairs to do the laundry. At first I thought it was our furnace dying days before our home warranty is scheduled to kick in but instead our washers main drain line got completely clogged up, it also really smelled bad because there was standing water inside the machine. I had to clean it with a ton of bleach and I’m still not sure (I have to go check after I finish writing this) if its clean enough to do laundry in or if its functioning okay. Since I unclogged the main drain it hasn’t made any more sounds

If your washing machine makes sounds when you aren’t using it, it’s likely your drain pump running because there’s fluid building up. That’s the machine being smart and trying to prevent a flood from happening, but if the main drain is plugged up the machine can’t tell if the water is going anywhere so will keep going and going until the main drain sink or drain floods out. Luckily I caught ours probably minutes before a massive flood would have happened. Frequently check your drain lines and clean your machine fully according to its instruction manual at least monthly unless otherwise instructed by the operators manual.

I’m disappointed and amused at the same time. Our refrigerator last Saturday started shooting sparks and smoke inside of the freezer (NOT GOOD, NOT AMUSING) Lucky I was in the living room working on the computer and heard the loud grinding and banging sound of the fan in there over heating and sparking. There’s all sorts of soot and damage inside. Then last night I had a dream I designed a fridge.

You know whats sad Samsung...

When I can design a better refrigerator than any refrigerator I have ever seen in my life IN MY FUCKING SLEEP!

Yup, you heard it here first, I designed a refrigerator IN MY SLEEP.

It was very tall, a little less wide than a 27Cu Samsung but about a third taller. Because the manuals say "DO NOT STORE ITEMS ON TOP OF THE REFRIGERATOR" so I purposefully designed my units to be taller than most people can reach to physically discourage people from storing items on top of it and also made the top of the unit slightly bumpy, not enough to change its appearance but enough to make any item stored on top of the unit fall off.

It was glossy shiny white, like an iPod from the yesteryears of Apple when Apple actually knew how to make good looking equipment that felt awesome to touch. Now everything is just generic metal, still pretty good to the touch but rather "meh" on appearance. It had some features I have never seen in any refrigerator before.

1. In the refrigerator compartment at the top right was a slide out drawer with a latch on it, it opened at half length leaving the back of the opening shutter closed, the drawers within that drawer had egg shaped holders for up to 96 eggs and also slide out of the compartment. It took up the entire length of the refrigeration cavity and only took a small portion of the height.

2. The ice maker wasn't in the door, it was cleverly placed like the egg unit at the top of the freezer cavity with a water pipe directly off of the mains instead of using complex hoses and structures that could leak. The water dispenser was located directly below the egg holder and was also directly mains connected. The only complexity to the pipeline was a T junction on the exterior of the refrigerator on its backside that split the single water line into the two lines traveling to the freezer solenoid valve and to the refrigerator solenoid. The ice maker had two water pipes leading to jumbo cube trays that when full would simply shut off the system and blink a light on the front of the refrigerator "ICE FULL" the user would then empty the trays manually (a reduction of moving parts means an overall more reliable refrigerator) into a conveniently placed bin integral to the ice maker unit. The ice maker was a bit bulky in design but would probably never fail, the only fallible component to it would be the two water control solenoids, and if a tray breaks just buy a new regular ice tray because thats what they are! the hoses inside with the sprayers to fill the trays would likely never fail. And those looked to be user replaceable using a modular part kit.

3. The water dispenser, it like the ice maker used very standard components, instead of a small reservoir and a complex pipeline network it had a mains pipe leading directly into the filter unit before entering a very large 2 gallon dispensing jug. To access the water one would open the refrigerator and dispense their water like one would from a regular water pitcher dispenser jug (with the push button nozzle) again a very common standard part that could be user replaced if it aged out or failed. Eliminating the use of more moving parts from the machine.

4. The refrigerator was leak proof, even if the ice maker or water system were to catastrophically fail instead of filling with water and potentially damaging your floors or the machine its self there were draining features built into the refrigerator and freezer cavity. The entire unit is tilted back at a slight angle and the bottoms of the cavities are sloped toward the back. A pair of drainage pipes are in each cavity which lead to a third pipe, that would be routed to the basement utility sink or another available drain.

5. There were a minimal amount of buttons and controls on the unit. The unit was by design a fixed temperature finely tuned machine to refrigerate to 37F and freeze to 10F to do this elimination of all user controls was done. There were only four lights located on the exterior of the unit, the ICE FULL light, the REF ERROR light FRE ERROR light and the ELEC FAIL light. the unit had a small battery to allow it to continue to use its lighting board to let a user know that the electricity is out and the unit shouldn't be opened, REF ERROR and FRE ERROR are self explanatory, if you have a refrigerator or freezer error it's time to call the repair shop, probably means the cooling loop is damaged or an electronic module needs replacement. ICE FULL, well that's not a problem code, it just means it's time to empty the ice trays into the bin or you won't get new ice. Again elimination of extra moving parts and extraneous electronics and a minimization of variability, making it likely precision equipment capable of handling medical infusions and supplies of basic nature. (Got COVID vaccines that you need to regularly refrigerate or regularly freeze that don't need a super freezer but just need precise temperature storage? this refrigerator is suitable for them! Got insulin and antibiotics that require precise refrigeration? again, suitable. I have never seen a medical refrigerator / freezer in the consumer market. but I made one exist IN MY FUCKING SLEEP)

6. Doors, they are the most fallible part on the refrigerator but also the most elegant and good feeling to use, like opening a car the door handles move with your hand slightly just to give you a tactile motion that you are indeed unlatching and opening a locking latch refrigerator (If someone gets inside the unit there's a zero force latch release lever inside. There is also on both interiors of the door signage instructing if entrapment occurs to kick the door with your feet after using the unlatch lever to open them) The doors have braking stoppers on them, while they can be adjusted to close on their own, they are from the factory adjusted to simply brake and stop opening after reaching a 90 degree open state. This protects people from injury and protects the unit from potentially tipping over if the doors are opened forcefully. If one must open the doors beyond 90 degrees (which there is no necessity as they are designed if someone needs to remove a full width item from the interior they must take everything out of the doors and remove the shelves from the door area affected by the interior part needing removal) but if one so desires they must disconnect the door closer assembly. If someone desires the door closer assembly has a mechanical timer, it can be set to 15 seconds or 30 seconds. If after the set time opening pressure is not present on the door (such as your foot or hand holding it open) the door will slowly close on its own (and I mean SLOWLY, it will close in about two minutes time.) the door closer force is relatively weak and designed to only be a backup mechanism if you forget to shut the doors yourself. this eliminates the need for often obnoxious door alarms because you *cant* leave the doors open for more than two minutes without the door closer starting to apply closing force, unless you keep opening pressure on the door.

7. The shelves, instead of sliding into preset rails the shelves are permanently fixed to heavy steel vertical rails. The shelves themselves are made of a thick heavy plastic that is far less breakable than glass. Each shelf is reenforced with a steel metal core. The shiny plastic overlay is to make the interior appearance uniform with the outside, clean and sterile looking. The shelves can be removed by disengaging the front side of the two main rail assemblies after taking everything out of the refrigerator or freezer as doing so will cause all of the shelves to slowly sag and then lower to the bottom of the unit for removal. When the rails are all properly engaged the shelves can be locked in at any position using a pawl and clutch configuration. If you're only removing one shelf you have to remove and readjust all of them, cleaning the shelves is best done with them in the unit by removing items from the soiled shelf and then cleaning it with glass or mild household cleaner.Congratulations Samsung, I managed to design a refrigerator better than any model you have created... IN MY FUCKING SLEEP!

Feel free to call me Samsung, I dreamed it, you build it!

SOOO YEAH... THATS BEEN MY WEEK SO FAR FOLKS.

I’ll hopefully have a new session on My Flickr tonight. I don’t have a place for my videos for the time being so for now nobody can access more than two minute clips from my Twitter. Soon (and I mean in a few months type of soon) I will have an alternative host set up.

#general update #my life #my photos #home appliances #appliance repairs #appliances are cursed #I can make better refrigerators than you Samsung #I make refrigerators in my sleep

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coke-and-candy · 5 years ago

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A Little Competition Never Hurt Anyone: Part One

Alya is hoping that her contest entry, that she wrote about a certain someone, will finally be the solid proof that Marinette needs to open her eyes and see that Lila is not a bad person. Unfortunately, sometimes the best intentions can be misguided and trust misplaced...

This is a little fic idea that I have had for a while now. I’ve read plenty of salt-fics and I think it’s time to let go of the bitterness that the writers have instilled in us over their poor decisions and writing of the characters we love. Let’s start the new year with a little heartbreak and a little bit of redemption. :)

Edit: Now on FF.net! (link) and AO3 (link)

Part 2! (link)

Alya Césaire was many things…

She was a blogger, an up-in-coming journalist, a proud self-proclaimed superhero enthusiast, passionate, stubborn…

But most importantly she was determined.

It was this unstoppable force of will that was one of her greatest strengths. In her mind at least—her parents and the Paris police department may have a few choice words in regards to her obsessions at times, specifically when it came to recording akuma battles for the Ladyblog…

But she couldn’t help it! Once Alya set her mind to something, she committed her heart and soul to it. She would move mountains and cross oceans to achieve the goal that she had set herself. It also something that, in her mind, made her a good friend. The blogger would never hesitate to stand up for her friends and she was most definitely a ‘ride or die’ type of gal when it came to the people she held dear to her. There wasn’t anything she wasn’t willing to do if it meant helping out the people she cared about.

It’s why she was so invested in making Adrinette happen, her bestie, Marinette, deserved to have her happily-ever-after and get the guy of her dreams. The young Chinese-French biracial fashion designer deserved to have some good karma come her way. She was always working so hard to help everyone else achieve their dreams and goals, killing it as class rep, designing for big names like Jagged Stone and Clara Nightingale, helping out her parents in best bakery in all of Paris, AND she was such a big help when it came to watching the twins so Alya and Nino could have an extra date or two (even if they did tend to dump them on her last minute…).

So if anyone deserved for the universe to smile on him or her for all the good that they do it was Marinette Dupain-freaking-Cheng.

Alya would fight anyone who said otherwise.

The only other person that Alya personally knew who did as much good was Lila Rossi, the new girl who had joined their class a few months into the school year.

The Italian student had already done so much and was continuing to do so much good for the world! What with her numerous charitable works around the world and all the other awesome stuff that she had done, such as rescuing Jagged Stone’s kitten and consulting with Hollywood directors for their next big film projects, just to name a few things. Alya honestly couldn’t remember them all… Plus! Being Ladybug’s BFF!

If Alya didn’t live in Paris, which was currently being terrorized by some major jerk that used magical butterflies to use people’s emotions against them and turn them into unpredictable monsters, AND hadn’t met Marinette—someone with QUITE the impressive resume all on her own (like seriously, that girl was too humble sometimes)—Alya would have thought that Lila was a bit too good to be true…

But Paris had taught her that NOTHING is as impossible as it seems.

Plus, why would anyone lie about those kinds of things? Alya had no reason to NOT believe Lila when she suddenly had to leave town for a few days in order to attend a fundraising event halfway across the world for homeless animals.

So one would think that Marinette and Lila couldn’t be anything BUT friends, considering how amazing both girls were but that was were everything stopped making sense.

After all, they were both kind, selfless, supportive, cheerful people who were fun to be around and both of them were well accomplished, bright young girls.

But for some reason Marinette just didn't want anything to do with the other girl. The moment Lila was mentioned Marinette would start to close off or not partake in the conversation until it had moved on to a new topic. Or if they were all hanging out as a group, Marinette would put as much distance between her and Lila without just straight up leaving. She never wanted to do any group projects with Italian girl, unless they were randomly assigned, the fashion designer always bailed on girls only activities if she knew Lila was going to be there, and would leave earlier if they didn’t tell her.

Alya just couldn’t understand it. Lila was a nice, sweet, and amazing girl! She was sure that if Marinette would just set her jealousy aside for a minute she would be able to see that and then she and Lila could become great friends.

The aspiring journalist knew that Marinette was capable of it too! She had been able to do it with Kagami

The two Asian girls were now really good friends and were hanging out more as well. There was a steady stream of pictures from Marinette’s Instagram showing the two of them having fun together. Even though Kagami was her main competition when it came to winning Adrien’s heart, it didn’t get in the way of the two of them going out for tea or watching those weird Brazilian dramas they both seemed to like. Hell! The female fencer had even now made it up onto Marinette’s famous picture wall along side all of her other friends from class.

So why couldn’t Marinette do the same for Lila?

Lila didn’t even like Adrien that way! Lila had told Alya that in confidence. So what if the Italian got to model alongside the younger Agreste and spend a lot more time with him? That didn’t mean that she was going to steal him away from Marinette. Lila was NOT that kind of girl.

It was starting to really wear on Alya that two of her closest friends—who were also two of the most amazing people she had ever met—couldn’t be in the same room together without some sort of drama starting up. It usually ended with Lila in tears and Marinette leaving because she was unwilling to apologize. For all of her journalistic and reporter skills Alya could not come up with a logical reason as to why Marinette Dupain-Cheng and Lila Rossi could not be friends.

Then, one day, after another one of these drama filled episodes (they had been talking about their intended Lycee coursework plans) Alya had gotten a notification her phone for an upcoming contest and was struck with inspiration for an absolutely ingenious plan!

If Marinette was unwilling to get past her own jealousy and pettiness and see that Lila was genuinely good person then it was up to Alya to prove it to her… and she knew just the way to do it.

La Compétition Olmpe de Gouges.

One of the biggest and most prestigious journalism contests in all of France that was open to all school age and university students. With many former winners, especially for the higher levels, going on to win other highly sought after internships and being accepted into some of the best journalism programs from around the world.

The theme for this year’s competition: future leaders.

According to the prompt, students would have to write and present a biography about a young person who showed promise as a future leader, the impact they have already had in their community, their achievements, their possible impact in the future, and why it is that they are someone for the world to keep an eye on.

And the young blogger knew exactly whom this prompt would be perfect to write about.

Lycee was just around the corner and Alya wanted to start her Lycee career right with a few professional internships or recognitions underneath her belt. She used to think that her blog would give her a big boost when it came to her extra-curricular activities but after meeting Lila… well it just made Alya realize that she needed to step up her game.

Even just placing in the top twenty would be a big boost for Alya’s writing resume!

Double bonus if this was finally what could convince Marinette to swallow her pride, apologize for not really giving Lila a chance, and FINALLY everyone could friends.

This was a win-win situation all around!

The only downside she could possibly see is if Marinette remained stubborn and refused to face the facts and evidence that Alya was about to practically layout in front of her.

But Alya was confident that she could write and a create a presentation good enough to, not only make it to the final rounds, but ALSO convince the budding designer that she had been wrong about their newest classmate this whole time.

As Alya sat down at her desk she opened up her laptop and pulled up the webpage for the contest and made sure to carefully study the rules, guidelines, and the criteria that the entrees would be judged on. Sloppy work was not something Alya planned on turning in. She pulled out a notepad and started brain storming and outlining some ideas she already had, as well as everything she knew about Lila. Sure there seemed to be some blanks and inconsistencies but Alya was just pulling what she could from her memory at the moment.

Lila had done so many awesome things and she was currently doing even more at the moment that it was hard to keep track of everything. She would have to ask her for more information later but for now Alya was content in just brain storming and outlining. Editing and proofreading may not always be something she always got a chance to do, especially with some of her more recent blog posts, but news tended to happen quickly. Blink and you would miss something. Luckily, the contest deadline was not for another six weeks so Alya had plenty of time to clean everything up and get her facts and sources straight.

It was best to get all of her ideas out at once and then go back to organize them later, just to make sure she didn't lose anything she wanted to touch upon in her entry.

The next thing she had to do was make sure that no one knew what she was up to.

She wanted this to be a surprise.

Alya had realized early on that the best way to get Marinette to agree to something was to not give her enough time to overthink things like she tended to do. Even thought it was a little harsh sometimes… but it was honestly for the girl’s own good.

Sometimes a little spontaneity was a good thing, and Lila had told her the other day about how she had volunteered with a charity that specialized in helping with mental health disorders like anxiety and depression. She had then told her all about the new study that was showing promise by putting people with anxiety into situations where there was no chance for them to think about what was ‘supposedly’ stressing them out and thus teaching them that those stressors were no big deal after all. It was still in the early stages of testing but Lila had assured her that the people she was helping were already making major progress in dealing with their anxiety.

Plus, when Marinette did finally get a chance to see her work Alya wanted to make sure that Marinette listened with an unbiased opinion and an open mind.

As Alya continued to write everything she knew about what Lila had done and was currently doing, and all the reasons as to why she was definitely someone who would be sure to make a huge positive impact on the world in the future, she could feel a sense of pride in her friends and in herself.

How lucky she was to have crossed passed with someone so selfless and so remarkable. Especially, when you factored in the fact that Lila didn’t even need to wear a mask and use magic jewelry to do good in the world. But what did she expect from someone who was Ladybug’s best friend? It made sense that someone as awe-inspiring as Ladybug was bound to be close to someone like Lila.

The more Alya brainstormed the more her excitement for this contest grew. She could already picture it…

Her giving her presentation in front of all of her friends and family, Marinette and Lila putting their past beef behind them and hanging out like the good friends Alya just knew they could be…

Alya just knew that this contest was the key to it.

She was absolutely sure of it!

And she was determined to prove it.

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We all know where this is going...

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a-pretty-nerd · 4 years ago

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Tomura Shigaraki x AllMight!Daughter!Reader

Chapter 6

Premise:

When The League of Villians discovers that AllMight has a daughter, they are quick to snatch you up and hold you hostage. Shigaraki had a careful and thought out plan, but that was before you got there. Now you're in the mood for some not-so-healthy rebellion.

Word Count: 1,988

Trigger Warnings: None really, homelessness?

A/N: Shit! This chapters later than I wanted it to be! Since I've been back to work my schedule has been all fucky. Usually I try to post every friday but...lol. Anyways, If you like my work, don't be afraid to interact! I love hearing from you guys! Also check out my Wattpad for my original works, and my Patreon if you wanna support me further!

Enjoy!

Chapter 5 Chapter 7

Toshinori watched from the doorway of what he once called home. He watched men in police uniforms, suits and ties, and underground heroes, rush through the apartment. Now living exclusively on campus, the apartment felt like a grim reminder of your absence. Your mother and Xavier poured over pages upon pages of eyewitnesses and anything else that could give them a clue.

Unlike the last time the heroes found and raided The League, there were no signs of known members. Meaning they were either being more careful, or they were no longer in Musutafu. He shuffled into the room, sitting down on the couch and looking outside to large windows onto the city below. Suddenly, the phone rang.

Everyone froze. Heads swiftly turned. Was this news of your disappearance? Had you been found? Detective Tsukauchi was the first to move. Slowly picking the receiver, and placing it to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Hello, yes, who is this?" A scratchy voice asked.

"I am Detective Tsukauchi. Who am I speaking with?" His voice was firm and demanding. A dark chuckle came from the other end, sending a chill down the poor mansion spine.

"I think you know who I am, detective." Another laugh rattled from Shigaraki's chest. You watched him from the other line. Everyone sitting patiently around him as they watched him on the phone. You sat beside him, hands placed on either side of you on the couch. Anxiously waiting for your turn.

"Can I-"

"Shh." He hushed you gently, putting a finger to his lips before they broke into a wide smile.

"You see I just called because someone here has a little message for you. It's family business you see, would All Might be available to talk?" He pulled the phone away before letting loose another laugh. The room jumped and coiled in uncontrollable laughter. Like a group of kids making a prank phone call.

"Shigaraki...I swear if you lay a finger on her I'll-"

"Hold on one sec, she's right here. Y/N?" He pulled his attention away from the phone and smiled at you as he handed it over. You took it and gently pressed it to your ear.

"....Dad?"

"Y/N! Are you alright? Have they hurt you?"

"No...No I'm fine actually." Shigaraki watched you with a clever smile stretched across his face. He leaned back against the couch, resting his head in his hand. Clearly very proud of himself and the torment he caused.

"Where are you?"

"I don't know actually. It's like a repurposed office building I think. I don't know where it is, all the windows are boarded up. They brought me by car."

"By car?”

"Yeah, I don't really know what they're up to. I mean, I do, I just... I don't know they do things weird." Shigaraki's smile slowly started to fade as you critiqued. When you looked up and saw his expression, you felt compelled to respond. "What? You do." You told him. He shrugged you off.

"You sound...alright." Your father said, confused and concerned.

"I guess I am relatively okay. They feed me and clothe me and no ones been really that bad to me yet so...I'm okay I guess."

"She's lying!" You heard a voice chirp from the other line. Your stomach turned. Xavier was there?

"Y/N! Y/N tell us where you are!" Your mother demanded as she wrenched the phone away from your father. Her voice was jarring and rough. You tensed up.

"I...I don't know where I am. I told him it’s like an old office building I-"

"Can you tell us anything else? What do you remember from the car ride?" She was frantic now.

"Nothing. I had a bag over my head the whole time. This place has some electricity and some running water but it’s not to the whole building? It's old... it's been years since anyone has been here-"

"Anything else!?" She cried. You paused.

"No...I...I'm fine otherwise." Shigaraki made a 'speed it up' motion with his hand. "I...I have a message for Detective Tsukauchi, could you put him back on?"

"Let me talk to her!" Xavier begged.

"I don't have much time, please, Detective-"

"Y/N! Baby!" You cringed at the sound of your boyfriend’s panicked voice.

"Hey, babe. I'm fine." You tried to brush him off.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"I'm alright, I guess. A little tired. Scared." You had to remember the last part.

"I can't imagine what you're going through without your meds."

"Oh. Yeah. My meds. I'm losing my mind." You said in a flat, sarcastic tone. It made the others snicker.

"Just remember your breathing exercises we did, okay? Do them with me now, okay? You ready?"

"Yeah-uh-"

"One, two, three, in.........out. Okay? One, two, three IN! . . . . . . . . OUT! One, two, three, in . . . . . . OUT! Okay? Do them with me. Remember to align your chakras!" He went on like this for a solid minute. Unable to contain yourself, you covered your mouth with your hand and held the speaker out so the whole room could laugh at him. Even Shigaraki, who turned away to laugh joined in on the fun. "Y/N?"

"Yeah?" You smiled through.

"We're coming to get you, alright? Just hang tight a little longer."

"Uhuh."

"Don't worry, okay?"

"Okay."

"I love you, sugar muffin."

"Right. So Detective Tsukauchi."

"Okay, yes, here he is...I love you!"

"Love you too." You chuckled, your hand playing with the flesh between your brow as you laughed at him.

"Y/N." Finally.

"I just, have a message from the villains." You told him with an awkward smile.

"Go ahead." You looked up at your captor.

"They say if All Might doesn't come forward soon, they won't be giving me back." You watched his smile widen. "They want the world to know the Heroes' failures. It's either me or the truth. Your choice." And with that, you hung up the phone. The room fell into a satisfied and relaxed state. A sense of victory went around the room as smiles and giggles greeted you.

"Who the hell was that last guy!?" Toga shouted as she laughed.

"Oh, that was Xavier, my boyfriend."

"Ooh! Boyfriend! How Sweet!-Gross!" Twice added.

"You've never mentioned a partner before, Y/N." Mr. Compresss added. You shrugged.

"I guess I forgot. Being kidnapped and all."

"You've been pretty forgetful latley haven't you? First your meds, now this. Anything else you care to share with us?" Dabi questioned.

"Not that I can think of. I guess sometimes I forget I should be scared nowadays." You paused before turning to look back at Shigaraki who wore a satisfied grin as his eyes wandered around the floor. Clearly dissociating. “Shigaraki?”

"Hm?"

"...what happens to me, if they don't comply?"

"They will."

"Are you going to kill me?" He rolled his eyes.

"No. I'm not going to kill you. Especially now with that quirk of yours."

"But-"

"Are you really questioning why I'm not going to kill you?" He took the phone in his hand and dusted the object. He stood and started walking out to another room.

"I just...aren’t I a pain in the ass to keep around?" You asked the room. A few answered with a nod, others stayed silent.

"Come on. I wanna show you something." You stood and followed him down the hallway. You followed him through the building, through the parts that were inhabitable and rotting. He took you up a few flights, up to the very top just before the roof. There was a large room filled with old desks, chairs, computers, etc. He stopped in front of a large window that overlooked the city. "Come here." You stood beside him and looked out the window at the people walking around. You saw an old alleyway that housed a few homeless people as they went about their day. A few passers-by ignoring them and rushing past. "What do you see?"

"A group of homeless people. Why?"

"And what about him?" You watched as a man, well dressed and well-kept walked down the street. He starred at a man who begged him for money, then laughed in his face before walking away.

"Some asshole." You noted. He smiled.

"The world is littered with them. And it’s the heroes that encourage it, they demand it. They created a world where we steal and rob and ignore each other assuming someone else will take care of it. Heroes created a society that requires you to assimilate, to obey. If not, you're thrown away like trash." He grumbled as he watched the homeless man.

"Is that...what happened to you?" You asked. He didn't answer. "What about her?" You watched as a woman passing through stopped to give the homeless man some change.

"What? You think she deserves a pat on the back for the bare minimum?" He snarled.

"Huh?"

"What good does that one act do, huh!? He'll have a meal and live to see another miserable day. She solved a minor problem, she's not doing any real good. And she doesn't deserve anything for it."

"But-"

"It doesn't matter unless you do something to change the bigger picture. She can give all the change she wants, take him in for all I care. But she only helps one person! She won't do any real good unless she demands change for them! Unless she actively works to make sure people like him don't end up like that!" You took a few steps back as he yelled.

"Alright! You don't have to yell at me!" You barked, the tension in the room coming to a climax when your quirk pulled a few chairs and tables closer to you. Making a horrible screeching sound as it did. "I understand." You finally spoke when the two of you had calmed down.

"If All Might doesn't come forward and tell the truth, you'll be working with us."

"What? Why? My quirk is dangerous and volatile. I have no control, I'd be practically useless."

"That's why your training starts today."

"Training?"

"What? You wanna be a slave to your quirk forever? Because if you wanna go back on your meds, you can. But I doubt you want to keep living in fear of yourself." You thought for a second before answering.

"I...I don't know..." He slowly started to approach you.

"You don't have to be afraid anymore. I can help you."

"How? You hardly have control of your own emotions as it is. You think you could help teach me to control mine?" You chuckled.

"If my research is right, this isn't about control, it’s about distribution."

"Distribution..."

"If you could learn to express your emotions properly. Let yourself be free from the fear of your own quirk, you could learn to repurpose that energy, and gain anatomy."

"Those disgusting bastards!" Xavier growled under his breath as his nails dug into the sleeve of his button-up. He rattled with rage in the corner as others worked. Your mother paced back and forth, spewing theory after theory.

"She sounded...fine..." Toshinori said in disbelief.

"Clearly she's traumatized beyond repair!" Your mother declared.

"Everyone." Another detective called. The room fell silent. "I think you should hear this." Pressing play, the sound of your recorded voice played out.

"In......OUT! One, two, three, IN.........out." From the other line, the sound of soft snickering and laughter could be heard. Your laughs being the loudest.

"Is she, laughing?" Your father asked.

"She's laughing...with them," Xavier observed.

"What!? Laughing? A reflex! She's disturbed! She's hysterical!" Your mother shouted.

"They're turning her," Xavier said softly. "They're corrupting her...without her meds she's left defenseless and scared. They're taking advantage of her good nature!"

"We got it." Detective Tsukauchi declared.

"Got what?"

"Well, it was difficult considering it was a prepaid wireless phone but...We've got her location."

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rotationalsymmetry · 4 years ago

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A brief history of Unitarian Universalism (casual, with swears, have not fact checked as such but I think it’s correct): In New England back before US independence, there was Calvinism -- you know, that predestination thing, you’re already going to go to heaven or hell, but you should be good anyways so people will think you’re going to heaven, or something like that. Then there wasn’t. Then there was Congregationalism. Which was a lot more chill, but still very “fuck Catholicism”. And around this time, deism was on the rise: the idea that maybe God created the universe, then fucked off, and hasn’t been actively involved with anything since. Then, some people who were actually reading the Bible, because you can’t look down on Catholicism unless you actually read the Bible, were like... wait, maybe Jesus isn’t all that. You know -- the Savior, the Son of God, one third of the Trinity, all that. Maybe he was just, like... a prophet, or some guy who said some interesting things. A teacher. And other congregationalists were like: uh, what, no, Jesus has to be all that. If you don’t think Jesus is all that, how can you even call yourself a Christian? And they decided they couldn’t really be around each other any more. So the first group, which was mostly in Boston, started calling themselves Unitarians (because they rejected the doctrine of the Trinity and instead believed in a one part God), and incidentally at some point also stopped calling themselves Christians because the other guys had a point, and the others called themselves the United Church of Christ (UCC.) Emerson and Thorough -- sorry, Thoreau -- were both Unitarians, as were John Adams, John Quincy Adams, and pretty much everyone else from Boston in early US history. (We like to claim Jefferson, because his beliefs were kindasorta similar to Unitarian beliefs at the time, but as I understand it he was never actually part of a Unitarian congregation.) (Btw: if you’re lgbtq+ and Christian, they’re a pretty friendly denomination. If you’re lgbtq+ and Christian and you think the UCC is too liberal (in the religious sense) or you want a majority-lgbtq+ congregation, consider MCC, which is otherwise unconnected to all this. If you’re not Christian and are lgbtq+ -- atheist/agnostic, or maybe something else if you’re down with worshipping with people that aren’t specifically your thing -- Unitarian Universalism tends to be pretty good. As in: we have a bunch of gay/lesbian ministers and other religious leaders, and a few transgender ones. (Knowledge of less mainstream lgbtq+ identities can vary a lot between congregations and generations -- the younger generations tend to be more aware than the gen x’ers.) I’ve been involved with Church of the Larger Fellowship for most of the past year, which did zoom worship before it got cool and serves people around the world, and people like me who live a mile from a UU brick and mortar congregation but still can’t get their disabled ass over there anyways. Anyways, CLF has more POC on the worship team than most UU congregations (the denomination does tend to run pretty white), is very social justice oriented even by UU standards, and is somewhat more cool about general weirdness than most congregations, which again for UU congregations is saying something.) Then, at some point (sadly, I’m significantly more familiar with the history of the first U than the second) there was this other protestant denomination in the South (as in, the US South) where people decided that God was too nice to send people to hell for all eternity, so they started calling themselves the Universalists, as in Universal Salvation. All dogs go to heaven. Well, time passed, each denomination evolved in its own way. (In particular, Unitarianism caught humanism pretty hard -- the joke was the Unitarians believe in one God at most.) In the -- ok, I’ll look this one up -- in 1961, there was a big old merger, creating Unitarian Universalism, and in the process, everyone got together and was all...wait, so what are our official beliefs about God and stuff? Should we even have official beliefs about God? Maybe we can unify around some ideas around how people should treat each other instead. So they did: they drafted a set of Principles (broad-strokes guidelines on how people should act -- peace is good, truth is good, people have value, stuff like that) and a set of Sources (where UU’s get their ideas about God and morality and so on from, starting with direct experience) and left everything else up to the individual. And then a little while later, the tree-huggers got a seventh Principle and a sixth Source added in -- respect for the environment and Earth-centered religions, respectively -- so now the joke is that UU’s believe in one God, more or less. Currently there’s a movement on to add an 8th Principal that explicitly names racial equality and fighting oppression as something we value, since while the current Principles mention justice and equality, they don’t specifically name race, and the people of color who have stuck with the predominantly white denomination figure Unitarian Universalism can and should be doing better on that front. Unitarian Universalism runs religiously liberal (ie, decentralized, individualistic, non-authoritarian, non-dogmatic, inclined to believe science over the Bible) and politically progressive. Unitarian Universalist congregations tend to be very politically active and concerned with social justice, mostly in a well-educated middle class kind of way: committees, Robert’s Rules of Order, donating to non-profits, Get Out the Vote, inviting in speakers and asking “questions” that aren’t really questions, forming partnerships with other congregations and community organizations, etc. Many UU congregations have put a Black Lives Matter sign out (and when necessary keep putting it out when it gets torn down or vandalized), shown up for the protests, opposed the weird immigration BS that’s been going on in the US recently, etc. In addition to more charity style work, like food pantries and homeless shelters.

Point is: yeah it’s got flaws (don’t even get me started on Unitarian Universalism’s flaws) but if you’re a social justice person and want to meet other social justice people who are doing things, Unitarian Universalism can be a good place to look for that. You get more done in groups.

You’re less likely to burn out, too. With marginalization, it’s complicated, right? Again, for LGBTQ+ people, it’s going to be better than most religious organizations. For people a little bit on the autism spectrum, you probably won’t be the only one. (If you’re unmistakeably autistic, people might be weird/ableist; it might depend on the congregation.) If you’re from a working class background or are currently kinda broke, you might run into some frustrations or feel like you don’t fit in; if you’re a poc or if you’re disabled (or your kid is) or you want a lot of personal support, you might struggle more -- this really might vary a lot, but at least the congregations I’m used to tend to assume congregants can mostly stand on their own feet, metaphorically speaking, and have some extra time/money/skills/whatever that can be directed out into the wider world. It can be a good place for pagans and Buddhists and other people who don’t want a church but are having trouble finding a church-like religious community where you can hang out with people on the same spiritual path. (Uh, for a while UU congregations were emphatically not churches and some officially still aren’t; others gave up and were all “eh, it looks like a church, whatever, we’re just a weird church.) Some congregations are more atheist-dominated than others -- many avoid Jesus language most of the time, some avoid God language most of the time (UU’s who believe in God tend to believe in God in a relatively abstract/metaphorical way), some I hear are pagan-heavy, others do use Christian language a lot more. In all honesty you don’t have to go to Sunday worship if you don’t want to, and really a lot of UU’s don’t; if you want to be heavily involved in the congregation but don’t want to go to Sunday worship and don’t want to deal with pressure to, one way out is to teach RE (religious education -- basically “Sunday school”) the RE curricula are amazing, just absolutely astounding, and if you’re teaching it you get a ton of leeway with adjusting anything you don’t like. (Which could happen -- a lot of this stuff was developed before the idea that cultural appropriation is a big problem became mainstream in social justice circles.) What adult worship is like has basically zero correlation (perhaps negative correlation) to what RE is like. (Which sucks for young adults coming of age in a UU congregation, like I said don’t get me started on UU’s flaws.) Finally: for people who care about sex positivity and sex ed, Unitarian Universalists (in partnership with UCC) developed Our Whole Lives, a sex ed curriculum that, well, it’s not abstinence based education. You wouldn’t expect sex ed coming from a religious org to be better than the sex ed in schools, would you? And yet. Comprehensive sex ed that acknowledges gay bi and trans people and that disabled people have sex too and teaches about birth control and masturbation and abuse and consent and boundaries and bullying and internet safety and abortion. It’s good stuff. The course aimed at teens is most popular of course, but there’s actually (age-appropriate) OWL curricula for all stages of life: young kids, adults, older adults, everyone. And it’s versatile enough to be taught in secular contexts (after school programs etc). Given the direction that unfortunately a lot of school districts in the US have been going in in terms of sex ed, it’s a really important program.

#Unitarian Universalism #unitarian universalist history #feels weird plugging the denomination when I get so frikkin frustrated but still #if it's not something you know about and you care about social justice #it's something you should know something about #even if you're not interested personally #I'm open to questions on this drop me a line

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deputy-videogamer · 4 years ago

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Gemini |Part 3|

Pairing: Geralt x Reader, Yennefer x Reader, Geralt x Reader X Yennefer

Summary: Both Geralt and Yennefer take a trip into town in hopes to get some info about the so called ‘Mad Princess’, only to discover that not all stories match. While a dark figure lurks among the forest willing to defend their precious ‘Mad Princess’

Part 2 Part 4

Notes: Sorry for the late post I know people were excited for chapter 3 to be release soon similar to chapter 2, but I had a writerblock when I was writing this chapter, and when I did started to write this chapter again I had to edit the chapter so it can match my what I had in mind. Once again I apologize for the late post and thank you for those who are still willing to read this story even if it was a long wait.

After the meeting with the king, Geralt and Yennefer had gone to the room that they were staying at. The way to their room was awkward between them, if it wasn’t for Yennefer speaking up first.

“If you don’t mind me asking Geralt, who’s the little girl you are with?” At first Geralt didn’t want to respond to her, but in the end had answered her.

“Ciri is my law of surprise during my time in Cintra.”

“I see. How long have you been with her?”

“Only for a few months. Where have you been since we last saw each other?”

“Places.” Geralt had a feeling that Yennefer won’t reveal where she has been, after all the last time they saw each other they ended in bad terms.

“How come you were brought here? Last time this was a job for a Witcher.”

“Lucius, is a good friend of mine. As he mentioned before her powers were unstable resulting in her loss control of her sanity. He hopes that with my help, my power can stop hers before she causes any damages in the kingdom.”

The two had reached the room, inside Jasikier was playing his lyre while Ciri was listening to him play. She turned her head when she heard the door open.

“How long are we going to be guests here?” She innocently asked Geralt.

“Until we can find a way to end the princess' life, but for now I need clues to see what we are up against.”

Jaskier then eyed Yennefer who hadn't left the room., “And she's going to be staying with us?” The raven hair beauty raised an eyebrow at the bard.

“What’s the matter, afraid I would end your life even though I saved yours?” She snapped at him, Jaskier was about to retaliate, but Geralt gave him a look to stop talking.

Geralt had stated that they will go into town to gain information about the princess, to which Yennefer responded she will be going with him to sense if she left any signs of her magic. While Ciri and Jaskier would stay here unless being told otherwise.

The town wasn’t in the worst condition, but it wasn’t also the greatest condition. There were a few homeless people roaming around the area, although at the same time their appearance didn't look like they were nothing more than skin and bones. What was even more surprising was that there was no person who avoided him like there was some sort of plague, instead he was occasionally given gifts from random people.

“Seems like they are more welcoming to witchers than most places.” Yennefer commented, even receiving a few gifts herself.

“It’s either that or they haven’t heard about my reputation.” Geralt looked at the gifts in his hands. One of the gifts he had in his hand was a woman in a fierce stan with two orbs in her hands , mostly likely a mage.

Geralt knew that some mages were either respected or feared, this one was clearly respected if the people are creating images of her.When he asked Yennefer if she knew this one from somewhere she responded saying she never seen or heard someone like her. It didn’t make sense who this woman was? What did the people see in her? If Yennefer doesn’t know who she was then who is exactly?

“What happened to the cart?” A voice broke Geralt’s thoughts, making him looked to the side.

Two men were having a conversation one looked like a merchant while the other was the delivery boy who gave the goods. When the silver hair Witcher looked at the cart there were slash marks on the side and some of the crates were semi damaged, but what made him confused was how the man driving the cart was how he looked unharmed compared to the state of the cart.

“I was attacked by some robbers on my way here.” The delivery boy said as he was unloading the crates.

“Then how were you able to escape if you were attacked by the robbers?”

“A bunch of crows and wolves attacked them. The birds drove some of the robbers away and those who didn’t escape were killed by the wolves.” The merchant had a shocked expression on his face, Geralt thought the merchant wouldn’t believe his story though it was the opposite. The man’s face turned to a soft expression.

“The Princess of the Woods is watching her people.” The man patted the delivery man shoulder then started to help him unload the crates.

Princess of the Woods? Was he referring to the insane princess that they were ordered to kill? But she was insane. Why would she help her people?

All these questions lingered in Geralt’s head, though he wasn’t the only one who was wondering who was this so-called ‘Princess of the Woods’. Yennefer may not be a Witcher who can identity what type of monster attacked the robbers, though she was curious on why would a monster help these humans, most monster didn’t had a brain to think or have sympathies over humans so what made this monster have humanity in him….unless you were behind all.

“Excuse me, but who is this Princess of the Woods?” Bother Geralt and Yennefer walked up to the two men. Thermechant looked around to see if anyone was looking at them, his eyes met a group of knights that were patrolling the area.

“Not here.” He whispers the two the two, he then gestures to his store so the two could talk iside. “Do you think you can handle the rest and bring it in my store?” The delivery man nodded knowing what the merchant was doing.

Geralt and Yennefer glance at each other when the merchant tells them to follow in his store. Something was wrong, when Geralt looked back to see where the merchant’s eyes landed upon he noticed the knights. Why would he be afraid of the knights?

Inside the merchant had locked the front door, then heading to the window to make sure no one was spying on them. After making sure that no one was following them, he faced the both of them. Both too took note how his expression became all serious.

“You two are the Wicher and the mage that the bastard king requested huh?” The merchant tone was different behind closed doors. “Listen as much as I want to give you every detail the citizens are all being watched.”

“Watched by who?” Yennefer asked the man who then only gave her a disgusted look.

“The king who else. Ever since his daughter left he thinks that she is the insane one, but what kind of king tries to poison his own daughter.”

This new revelation had shocked the two, no wonder Lucius looked so nervous at the idea of killing the princess. “What do you mean he tried to poison his own daughter.”

“You got to ask the mage Lucius for that, but I doubt he is willing to tell you everything.” Lucius knew about this as well? Just what other secrets there are about this kingdom. “My advice is this you can either try to convince Lucius to talk or you can ask the girl yourself.” The merchant pointed his thumb to the woods.

Even though it looked like a normal woods, something about the woods made the woods evil, perhaps it's because you lived there and how they were going in their blindness without anything you could do to them.

“If we were to go after her what would happen to us?” Yennefer looked at the man who only gave them a hard look.

“Many mages and hunters have entered those woods and never return, the only things that remain are the skulls that the crows carry around the kingdom as a sign to not bring any more unwanted guests.”

“What about the citizens here? Have they been attacked by the Princess of the Woods?” Geralt remembers how the delivery man was saved by the robbers.

“She cares for the citizens never once she attacked them even the little children enter the woods only to come out safe.” The merchant sighed. “Listen, there are some witnesses that have actually seen the Princess of the Woods. It's best to ask when there are no lingering eyes. One false move and you just caused that person's death.”

As much as Geralt and Yennefer wanted to keep asking questions with this man, the look in his eyes told him time was up; they couldn’t discuss any further or these ‘eyes’ will start to get suspicious. Before they had exited out the store, Geralt called out to the man.

“Is it alright if I can examine your cart for clues?” The man looked at him in confusion before nodding his head in agreement.

From the inside the cart didn’t look too bad, but it was the outside that got Geralt’s attention, there were slash marks that came from swords that mostly likely belong to robbers along with some claw marks that came from the wolves. There were some traces of crow feathers in the corners of the cart, picking one up Geralt could feel magic swarming around the feather. Magic that was similar to a Leshan. Whomever you are you must have wield strong magic if you can manage to tame a Leshan to do your bidding, if Geralt could even call you a threat. Geralt wondered if this was the reason why Lucius was so nervous during the meeting with the king.

Flashback

The raven hair mage and the golden eye wolf followed the elder mage to the way of the throne room. During the trip Geralt noticed how much Lucius' heart was beating and he knew it wasn’t because he was old. His heartbeat reminded him of someone who was nervous or lying about a topic, the way he walked didn’t also help his problem. Every step he took was quicker than the last almost as if he wanted to get this over with, just want was wrong with this mage. Looking back at Yennefer, the black haired beauty gave him a look that she had also picked up Lucius’s hesitation.

When they reached the door Lucuis a gave a look to the two guards that were guarding each side of the door, both of them opened the doors The throne room was just like any other boring royal room, grand walls that were lavishly decorated in gold and tapestries with royal curtains surrounding the area. Pillars that reached all the way to the ceiling that god no know how far they expanded, that had plants and decorations that all over the stone, Of course it was his throne room without having a long red carpet that reached all the way to the end of the room where the throne had resided.

“Ah the great White Wolf and the most powerful sorceress in Vengerberg. Please come in.” The king gestured them to walk more, his voice had sounded like a loving grandfather who would spoil his grandchildren with treats.

Geralt had taken note on how Lucius had remained by the door when the two were called upon. His face was filled with guilt, but why would he be filled with guilt unless there is something more to this request than there should be.

“I really hope the journey wasn’t too long for such a mission.” The king gave them a cornering look.

“Quite quick actually. As soon as I heard Lucius needed some help I came here as fast I could.” Yennefer answered

“Yes, magic is certainly a wonderful thing isn’t.” The king chuckled. “But I’m sure I didn’t request the help of the both of you to discuss magic. It is about my daughter, did Lucius have already informed you two.”

“Y-yes your highness I had already informed them about the princess.” Lucius quickly answered, the poor elder mage didn’t want to repeat the lie again, it was too painful for him to say. Oh how he wish the queen was here so this tragedy didn’t even happen in the first place.

“Is it possible for us to speak with mages that survived the encounter with your daughter?” Geralt looked at the king, the man tightly gripped the arms of his throne before releasing his grip.

“No, after the encounter all the injured mages left when they had a chance to leave. I can’t even send Lucius into the woods, for he could also get killed by the hands of my daughter.”

“I thank the king’s generosity for my well being.” Lucius bitterly thanked , every word made the mage said made him want to cut out his tongue.

“I had sent help far and wide before many had come to help and stop my daughter, though once they entered the forest they had never returned. How many don’t even come for aid to help my kingdom, the citizens even start to fear the woods believing my daughter would kill them in an act of revenge.”

“Just how powerful is her magic?” Yennefer asked, not believing a single word coming from the king’s mouth.

“Stronger than me.” Lucius answered her. “The day when she lost all control I casted a barrier to protect the king. Her magic was so strong that in minutes my barrier was destroyed, she could’ve ended our lives there instead she fled into the woods.”

“Then why haven’t you taught her how to control her magic?”

“The mages and I have tried, but as days passed her magic only worsened, by the time we realized that her magic was unstable it was already too late. She lost control over her magic causing her to be unstable.” Lucius explained that didn’t make sense. Yennefer knew that if a high mage like Lucius would sense it and try to control her chaos within her.

None of this made sense to the duo, to a normal person they would easily fall for these stories, but they were normal people. They were telling this to a Witcher and a Mage, people who know the arts of magic and the supernatural. They will play the king’s game, but they will find answers of what’s really going on. They will be huge if the princess is really insane as the king describes.

“We will start as soon as possible.” Yennefer immediately agreed followed by Geralt.

“If it alright may we go around and ask the citizens around to have more information about the princess?”

“Of course take as much as you need. Lucius will help you as much as possible.” The king gave a gentle smile at the duo, although Lucius' actions said something else. His fists were clenched as his gazed was sharp as a blade piering a man’s body.

“It will be an honor to serve the Witcher and the Sorceress.”

Flashback Ended

“Crows and wolves don’t attack robbers out of the blue. Unless they are being controlled by a Leshen.” Geralt showed the crow feathers to Yennefer.

“It's amazing how she can control a woodling creature nonetheless a Leshen.” Yennefer plucked the feathers out his hand. “Makes you wonder what other things are on her side.”

Geralt hummed in agreement. “The citizens are really cozy here, not a single ounce of fear in them. A completely different story about what the king said.”

“Don’t forget about Lucius.” Yennefer pointed how the leader mage was acting differently during the meeting. “You could practically see the hatred and guilt in his eyes.”

The duo knew that they were tricked, but that didn’t mean the king and Lucius wasn’t fully lying. Whoever you were, you possessed powers that even Geralt and Yennefer couldn’t believe that someone could wield. As much as they want to find out who you were they need more information before marching in your territory. Unfortunately this wasn’t going to be easy as it looks.

At the outskirts of the town, a farmer was tending his crops when he noticed that one of his cattle was dead. The strange part of the cow’s corpse was that there were several claws marks littered on its body almost like it was attacked by a swarm of birds. It wasn’t just him though several other farmers animals had scratch marks just what kind of creature could do this?

Unknown to the farmers just at the edge of the forest, a Leshen was watching as many farmers were examining all their livestocks. The Leshen petted one of his crows that was perched on his shoulders and head, offering it’s finger to one of the crows. The bird hopped on the twig like finger, the other hand showed two strands of hair, one was a silver color and the other was a raven lock. The crow memorized the two stands then flying off to the city to find the owners of the strands of hair. As the bird was no longer in view another bird flew in with something attached to it’s leg. The bird landed on the palm of the Leshen’s hand, pulling the string he read the note that we inscripted in a strange language. It led out a dark laugh after reading what was written in the piece of paper, his alliances are more than willing to defend the ‘Princess of the Woods’ from these invaders.

It just hoped that his little goose chase would be enough to throw them off for a while and if that didn’t work. Well it seems like there will be new skulls to be added in the collection.

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dr-spencer-reids-queen · 2 years ago

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Legacy: Final Part

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.5k

Warnings: canon violence, canon language, canon talk of death, methods of kill

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Criminal Minds. All credit goes to their respective owners. If there is any warnings that exceed the normal death/kills from the show, I will list them. If you’ve seen the show, then it’s the same level of angst unless otherwise stated

"I'm not sure if he's really okay with this, or he's sure we're wrong and wants to see us embarrass ourselves," Hotch gossips.

There are not many officers, to begin with, so you're standing in front of everyone in no time.

"We're going to provide a psychological profile of the man we're looking for. It contains some unusual, specific personality traits that someone out there is bound to recognize, which will make him relatively easy to locate. He'll leave a long-lasting, negative impression on anyone he might meet."

"We have a term for the killing behavior this unsub displays--cleaning house--fixing what's wrong with the world," Derek says.

"He's deeply rationalized this behavior, and while he certainly knows the killing is wrong, he truly believes that he's doing the world a great service."

"Ultimately, this type of unsub becomes a loner," you sigh. "There will not be too many people that can still tolerate him. Now, if he does have a relationship at all, the person will not be his equal. It'll be someone subservient to him."

"He'll be fastidious, tending toward obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he'll have an overwhelming sense of indignation towards the things that he's judged to be wrong. He wouldn't even consider the reasons why someone might disagree with him."

"He sounds like a real jackass," one of the officers scoff.

"Exactly. Class-A scumbag," Derek agrees.

"Detective McGee started noticing the disappearances a year ago. The unsub probably had a stressor at this time--the death of a family member or someone who had some semblance of control over him. Right now, no one has control over him."

"It's probable that he isn't currently working after this many victims, and the devolution that it brings a job just wouldn't leave him time to practice his true calling."

"Which is what?" Al asks.

"A predator, a killing machine. By now, it's become all he thinks about."

It's late enough as it is, but you still go out with your team to the streets to talk to other homeless people in case they know you're talking about. You're paired off in groups of two: You, Hannah, and Spencer, Emily and Derek, JJ and Al, Hotch by himself, and Gideon and Cal.

Every single person you talked to had eyes for Spencer. Mostly the prostitutes were all over Spencer, touching his tie and removing it from the inside of his vest. He was a little uncomfortable with the attention, so you had to step in and make sure they knew he was yours. Though, that didn't seem to stop some of them when they suggested they were into threesomes.

You'll have to come back to his kinks later, but you're a little annoyed with how they're treating him. It's clear you two are dating, but it's like they don't see that. Hannah was learning more about her abilities, using them to determine if a homeless person was safe to be around or not. Everyone kind of left her alone since you and Spencer were there to protect her, but she did get a few stares from others. After an hour of asking around and not getting anywhere, your team decides to meet back up to discuss what they found.

"Don't be too jealous, Y/N. I didn't want them," Spencer says. "It's cute though."

You stop walking and turn to him, grasping his tie that kept getting tugged by the women. You fix it by tucking it back underneath his vest and tightening it by his neck.

"You're mine."

"I know," he smiles.

You smooth down his clothes and head back to the group. Everyone is here minus Gideon and Cal. They must still be talking to people.

"How'd you guys do?" Hotch asks you and Spencer.

"Well, Spencer here got propositioned by every prostitute we talked to, but we didn't find anybody who thinks they'd seen the unsub."

"Same story with us," Derek says.

"I saw Gideon and McGee a block back. They hadn't had any luck, either."

"It's odd. If the unsub were out here, he'd stand out. You know, people would recognize the description."

"So, where does that leave us?" Emily asks.

"Right where I thought we were," Al scoffs. "You said this guy would definitely be memorable. You were adamant. So, if no one out there remembers him, according to you, he doesn't exist."

"That's not exactly what we said, but--"

"It's what you implied," he cuts off JJ.

"What do you think happened to them, Captain?"

"I told you, I don't think anything happened to them."

"Oh, that's right. You think they all got houses and jobs," Hotch argues.

"Okay, all this means is we have another piece of the puzzle here. Someone got over sixty street-smart people out of here and no one noticed," you say, trying to calm everyone down.

"It's almost like he blended in," Spencer comments.

"Have you thought about the possibility that it's more than one person doing this?" Hannah asks.

Everyone turns to look at her, and you blush in embarrassment, but it's quickly diminished.

"Excuse me?" Al asks.

"She's right. Think about it. If we profiled this guy that he doesn't play well with others and to stand out, then he's obviously not the one who is grabbing people. Like you said, people would recognize the man. He has to have someone, a submissive, take people without getting noticed. That's the person who is blending in. No one would recognize this submissive figure. How many times did we think it was one unsub and it turned out to be two?"

"She's got a point," Derek has your back.

"We need to think of this as a killing team. That changes how we approach these people. He's here all the time."

"Like social services," Derek says. He's not looking at the group, but at a homeless woman that stopped to talk to someone in a van. "Captain Wright. Does your social services department patrol around?"

"Excuse me?"

"Do they drive around in the middle of the night looking for people to help?"

"No. They have to be called, and then--"

Derek takes off running to the woman and the van without another word.

"Morgan!" Hotch yells.

You have no choice but to follow after him. Before the older woman can step into the van, Derek calls out her name to stop her.

"Mona! Mona, wait a minute! Do not get in that van! What are you doing? I thought you didn't need any help."

"He's gonna drive me to the park."

"Hey, how's it going, my man?" Derek asks the driver who is scared shitless.

"I should go."

"Slow down. What's your hurry?"

"I got a lot of work. I should go."

"Sir, do you have a city employee ID?" Al asks.

"Look, I really don't have time for this."

"Yes, you do. ID, please."

Without warning, the man steps on the gas to get away, but Derek is quick to jump into action. There is a reason why he's doing this, and you know he knows that this is the one part of the two part killing team. Derek reaches inside the car and grabs the wheel, turning it so that it crashes into a fence. The motion sweeps him off his feet, but when it's clear the man isn't going anywhere, he lets go and rips the door open. You grab Hannah and pull her into you to keep her out of the danger.

"Out of the truck! Out of the truck! Get out here!"

"Alright, alright! Don't hurt me! Just... don't hurt me," the man whimpers as Derek throws him against the side of the van.

This man is terrified, and you have a feeling you know exactly why.

The man known as Steven Foster is inside the interrogation room panicking, muttering to himself that everything is going to be fine and that it wasn't his fault. He might be practicing what he's going to say when he finally faces his partner.

"I can feel how scared he is," Hannah comments.

"Yeah, he's terrified," you observe from outside the room.

"Of us?"

"Of the unsub. Hotch, I think it's best if I go in there. He's filled with anxiety."

"Yeah, good idea," Hotch nods.

"Garcia couldn't find much on this guy at all. No employment records, no tax records, no credit cards, and no bank accounts. The van is registered to a paper corporation out of the Cayman Islands. Other than having a valid driver's license, Steven Foster has no paper trail," Derek explains.

"My guess is he's devoted his entire life to helping the unsub. Unsub takes care of everything for him. In return, Steven provides fresh victims."

"So how do you know there's another guy?" Al wonders.

"Does he look like he could cleanly pull off sixty-three murders?" you ask.

"So, if he's his accomplice, why is he so afraid of the guy?"

"Steven's the only person in the world truly aware of what the unsub is capable of."

"The only one still alive," Hotch corrects Derek.

"Sadism and torture invariably get worse with every victim. That's why this was so important. We couldn't take the chance that it wasn't happening."

"That's him?" Cal asks, entering the room.

"He's not the unsub," you shake your head.

"W-who is he?"

"The only relationship the unsub has left in the world. His only friend."

"Did you want me to publicize the arrest, put some pressure on the unsub?" JJ asks.

"No, he might run."

"Okay, so, uh, how we gonna find him, then?" Cal asks.

"Steven's gonna tell us where he is," you say.

"Okay, let's go," Cal says, heading to the door.

"Actually, I'm going to head in there alone."

"What?"

"Trust me, it's best if she goes in alone," Hotch has your back.

"Stay here, Hannah. Just stay with Spencer."

She doesn't argue with you and stays next to Spencer the whole time. You take a deep breath and enter the room, causing Steven to shoot out of his chair in false anger.

"Well, finally! You took your damn time, didn't you? What the hell am I doin' here, anyways? I didn't do nothin'. I mean, what's the charges? Do you even have any? What did I do, offer to help an old lady get a--get to a park? Is that even illegal? I don't think so. I should be getting some kind of award instead of sitting in here waiting for you to decide to talk to me."

It's best to let him talk and dig himself a deeper hole, so you stand there and let him run his mouth until he feels like he's done.

"I know you're gonna charge me with that wreck, right, crashing into that car? That was the other cop's fault, the black guy? He jumped into my van. He caused me to--it was his fault. It-it wasn't me. It was--there were witnesses, you know."

"Sit down, Mr. Foster," you finally say.

He does as he's told, a look of pure fear on his face.

"Steven, I understand what you're going through, okay? I know you're scared, and I know you're scared of him. That's why I know you're going to give me an address, and you're going to tell me how to get inside without raising suspicion. I know you're going to do all of this because he's never been nice to you."

At your words, he grows sad.

"You're never good enough for him, are you? He constantly insults you and belittles you. He makes you feel worthless and ugly and stupid. You hate him, Steven, don't you?" He doesn't have to answer because you can see the truth in his eyes. "And you know why I know you're going to tell me all of this? It's because you screwed up."

"He told you that your paramount concern was not to attract the attention of the authorities, and you know the punishment will be severe. Nobody knows better than you what he can do to people. I've spent a long time studying monsters like your friend, and I can promise you... he's gonna do things to you that even you can't imagine."

"I can't," he whimpers emotionally. "My family has always worked for his family. It's all I know. His father died last year and left everything to him--all the money, all the... He-he's the last one. He-he changed after. He's different. He's... meaner. He's gonna hurt me so bad."

"He won't, Steven, because we're going to stop him. You won't ever have to feel the pain he causes you ever again. All you have to do is come clean and tell us where he is."

"Holcombe. His--his name is Charles Holcombe. He owns the old meatpacking plant."

With a location and a name, you can apprehend Charles before he has a chance to hurt anyone else. With Steven's directions, your team was able to get inside the plant without alerting Charles. Hannah shouldn't be here, but you're keeping her off to the side to keep her out of the way. He was in the place where they used to slaughter the animals, and you can see as you round the corner that he is about to kill a young woman who is crying but drugged up.

You're about to follow when you noticed Hannah staring down the hall. You pause and turn to see two people there, but you know they're not alive. She sees them too, and she knows they are dead.

"Who are they?" she asks.

"They're spirits of people who have died here. There are almost a hundred of them here. Most of them moved on, but ones like them have stayed behind because they needed someone like us to help them find justice."

At the mention of the word justice, both people mist away in front of your eyes.

"This is so sad," Hannah whispers.

"Come on."

You gently lead her back to the group where Charles is already on the ground with blood spurting out of his mouth. Emily rushes over to the woman to make sure she is okay. It looks like she has cuts on her feet and cuts on her head, but you know she will be okay.

"It's okay, It's okay. Look at me. You're alright. It's over."

"The face," the woman cries.

"You've got some cuts, but you're gonna be okay."

"No. I want to see his face," she whimpers.

"Morgan."

Derek leans down and removes the mask over Charles' face so that the woman can see his face clearly.

"I won," she laughs and cries.

"There's an ambulance outside. You're going to be okay."

"Can you have someone check on my baby? My mom's babysitting her, and I didn't get home last night."

"We'll take care of it."

"Thank you," she sighs, relaxing knowing she is going to be safe.

By the time you get home, you're not as tired as you thought you were going to be. This wasn't a tiring case at all, but Hannah did look like she was going to pass out at any moment. Spencer wanted to spend the night at his own place, so you dropped him off before heading home. You walk Hannah to her bedroom and watch as she slides into bed.

"I hope you learned something about your abilities that you can use on your own."

"I did. Thanks to you," she yawns.

"It's not going to be easy, Hannah, but just know I here if you have any other questions. Get some sleep, okay?"

"Okay. Goodnight mom," she mutters.

You don't say anything back to her as you close her door gently behind you.

"Nothing is permanent in this wicked world. Not even our troubles." - Charles Chaplin

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