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fallingappleshurt · 4 years ago

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My Best Friend in Blue

Hey so the creator of this AU is @antarctic-bay !! It’s really amazing and I want to say that I things I write are not canon! And my writing style is very weird in this I am so sorry, I can’t form cohesion sentences for shit

That being said take this shit

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My Best Friend in Blue

Techno didn’t have a lot of friends growing up, it wasn’t something that really upset him, he had his brothers and everyone else was either annoying or just didn’t seem to like him. He didn’t care, he was perfectly fine on his own, he was quiet, more reserved with a cold demeanor, loud things were distracting and got on his nerves, so how’d he end up with this guy?

It started when he was 10, he was at the park with his brothers, Wilbur was on the swings, Tommy was on the playground equipment and Phil was making sure Tommy didn’t fall off of said playground equipment and Techno wasn’t sure what to do so he wandered the park until he heard a loud voice say,

“I can SO do magic! Just watch!” Techno looked over to see someone his age, dressed all in blue, chest puffed out. He stood in front of two other kids, Techno stopped to watch. The boy pulled off his bright blue beanie, it had a stupid face scribbled on it with marker.

“I’m going to make this hat,” He paused dramatically, “Disappear!”

He spun in a circle, throwing the hat behind himself before stopping in front of his friends, waving his hands, “See! Magic!”

One of the blue boy’s friends gasped but Techno just rolled his eyes. “You didn’t make it disappear, you just threw it behind you,” He pointed out, crossing his arms. The boy whipped his head around rapidly before spotting and making direct eye contact with Techno.

“No! I made it disappear! You’re probably just jealous you can’t do it!” He said, voice raising slightly.

“No you didn’t and I’m not, you just threw it over there,” Techno said,not unkindly, pointing to where the hat laid, bits of mulch stuck to it.

“No! It- I was-Ah!” The boy frowned before yelling, “Shut up!”

Techno just raised an eyebrow and walked away.

He had started fifth grade, walking into school everyone told him that the fifth graders were the oldest at the school so they were the role models, they had to set good examples for the younger kids. That made Techno think of Tommy, he wondered what stupid thing his little brother was doing. The teacher told them to find the desk with their name and sit down.

The desks were arranged in groups of 4, Techno found his and sat down, fidgeting nervously. He took a deep breath, trying not to let his anxiety get the better of him, he decided to look at the names of the people who would be sitting around him.

‘Milo’ was in front of him, ‘Hannah’ was next to him and diagonally was someone named ‘Skeppy’. Milo, Hannah, Skeppy. He repeated the mantra in his head, maybe they would get along, maybe he could make friends.

His thoughts were interrupted by a familiar loud voice and a chair screeching across the tile, it was the blue boy from the park. Of course it was, why wouldn’t it be. He sat at the desk with the name tag ‘Skeppy’ and he was still wearing a blue shirt and the beanie with the scribbled on face.

Techno froze and looked at his desk, refusing to look up, his anxiety spiked. He wanted to make friends but this would definitely ruin it, Skeppy would tell the others what he said and how much of a jerk he was, why did he say that at the park? He was so stupid, Skeppy wasn’t doing anything wrong, he was so stupid, this is why he didn’t have any friends-

He was ripped from his spiral by other voices, Milo and Hannah had sat down and Skeppy was introducing himself. Techno took a breath, made a fist and started running his thumb across his knuckles, maybe if he just laid low, Skeppy wouldn’t notice. His plan worked for like two minutes before Skeppy said, “Is that a pink pencil case?”

Techno jerked up as Skeppy leaned over his own desk to look at Techno’s, “That’s so cool! It reminds me of my friend-”

Techno just sat there in shock as Skeppy babbled on about his pencil case, unsure on what to do. Skeppy continued until he made eye contact with Techno.

“Wait, you’re that kid from the park! The one that doesn’t believe in magic!”

Milo and Hannah gave him a weird look, not cruel, just confused. Techno didn’t know what to do, he just quietly stammered it was barely more than a whisper. The desk clump stayed like that until the Teacher started talking loudly, Techno wrapped his arms around himself, feeling nauseous.

This was going to be a long year.

For the first few weeks of school he barely talked to the other students, he didn’t see the point, he answered questions in class and finished most of his work early, gaining the quiet, smart kid title from the rest of his class. His teacher had told him if he kept this up he could make it into honors classes in middle school. So even if he didn’t have any friends, he still had that going for him.

Until the dreaded;

“And for this assignment you are going to need a partner!”

Hannah and Milo reached across their desks to shake hands, so both of them were out. Techno bit his lip and stayed seated for a moment, before getting up to ask the teacher if he could work alone.

“No, this is a partnered assignment, could you not find a partner?”

Techno shook his head then immediately wanted to die as the teacher did that thing where she loudly asked who didn’t have a partner, basically broadcasting to the class that he was a friendless idiot.

She didn’t say that exactly but he knew she was thinking it.

“Okay, look, go work with Skeppy, you guys should make a good team!” Techno nodded and swore under his breath, apparently the universe just wanted him to suffer.

He walked back over to his desk only to find that Milo was sitting there and had pushed his stuff over so he could work with Hannah.

“Just take my desk for now, since you’re working with Skeppy,” Milo said, before going back to work.

Techno sat down stiffly as Skeppy looked him up and down, “Look I don’t want to work with you and you probably feel the same way so let's just do this on our own, okay?We can just turn it in at the same time.”

Techno nodded slowly, turning to his own paper, it was a math worksheet, he breezed through it effortlessly.

Techno had finished half of the first page in about five minutes, he looked over to see Skeppy still struggling on the first problem.

“You’re still on the first one?” Techno asked, trying not to sound rude.

“Yes! Shut up! Not everyone is as smart as you so just shut up!” Skeppy snapped, erasing aggressively.

“The teacher explained it though,”

“Yeah well the teacher did a bad job!” Skeppy stuck his hands in his hair, tugging at it.

Techno gently laid a hand on Skeppy’s shoulder, “Do you want help?”

“No from yo- Yes!- But- I don’t know!” Skeppy snapped.

“Here let me see,” Techno looked at Skeppy’s paper, he looked over the work before saying, “You’re dividing too early.”

“What?”

“You’re dividing too early, you gotta add this part first, then divide,” Techno said, pointing to the different parts of the equation.

Skeppy moved slowly, then started on the problem, solved it, then looked at Techno nervously, “Did I do it right?”

Techno scanned his work then nodded, “Yeah!”

“Wait really?”

“Yeah! You did it!”

“That’s awesome! I can’t believe it!”

Techno grinned, maybe this year wouldn’t be so bad.

He grunted as the same jackass from his class ‘bumped’ into him again, making him drop his stuff.

“Heh, my bad!” Jacob, the jackass, said in his stupid cocky voice, then continued down the hall as Techno stared daggers into his back, he wasn’t allowed to swear at school and he was supposed to be a role model, those were the only things stopping him from cussing the taller boy out.

It was the next day as he walked down the hall, he could hear Jacob’s shoes squeak against the tile, Techno tightened his hold on his things, bracing himself only to see Jacob flop on the floor next to him.

Techno jumped back, surprised as Jacob groaned, he looked to see Skeppy standing behind him, adjusting his beanie.

“Heh, my bad.” He said grinning at Jacob, then he looked up, “Come on Techno we’re gonna be late!” And with that, they took off, Techno smiling softly to himself. This was just the start of a blooming friendship.

He was walking to the middle school with Tommy to wait for Wilbur, when Tommy asked, “Are and that loud kid with the blue hat friends?” Techno thought about it for a moment, then “Yeah, he’s my friend,”

Tommy gave him a weird look, “That doesn’t make sense!”

“How so?”

Tommy looked deep in thought then declared loudly, “No wait it does! Because you like pink and he likes blues, so even if you guys are opposites your colors look nice together so it still works!”

“Really? That’s how you judge friendships? By each person’s favorite color?” Techno asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah! That’s how me and Tubbo are such good friends! Red and Green just go well together!”

“Okay, whatever you say.”

“Yes! Whatever I say!”

They were 12.

“You’re seriously telling me that you don’t know how to play kickball? When you live with that little ball of energy?”

“I don’t hang out with him and his friends,” Techno defended himself, “Okay I gotta teach you how to play, come on!”

“Can you help me with this worksheet?”

“Of course.”

“You haven’t seen that movie? How? It’s a classic!”

“I don’t know!”

“I can’t believe you actually dyed your hair blue!”

“I know right! I’m so happy my mom finally let me!”

They were 13.

“I don’t know Skeppy, he just gives me weird vibes, there is something off about him!”

“There is nothing wrong with him! You’re just jealous of the fact that I have been sending more time with him!”

“I’m not jealous of that nerd! I’m just trying to warn you!”

“I hate to be the one to break it to you Techno, but you are not God, you don’t know everything even though everyone tells you do you! I’m not going to stop hanging out with him! He’s my friend!”

“I don’t think that, jackass! I just want you to know-”

“I don’t care! Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to go hang out with my friends!” And with that he was gone.

Techno was quietly fuming, which made the walk home with his brothers hell, his whole demeanor was angry. He walked quickly and quietly, glaring daggers at anyone who dared to look at him.

They were half way home then Wilbur joked;

“Listen, I know you broke up with your boyfriend or whatever but could you atleast-”

“Shut up Wilbur!” Techno snapped back, Wilbur actually jumped. He looked between Techno and Tommy nervously.

“Okay, wow, I’m sorry geez, just trying to lighten the mood,” He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, “Touched a nerve there,”

They were still friends, of course they were, but they didn’t spend as much time together, Techno focused on school, his classes were harder now and Skeppy had gotten a job and spent more time with Bad and some other guy that gave Techno weird vibes.

They still talked. They were still friends.

They could never not be.

They were 14.

“You dyed your hair pink?”

“No, my brothers did as a prank.”

“It looks amazing!”

“..Thank you..”

“Look at us! Pink and Blue buddies!”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right, Pink and Blue do go together nicely.”

They were 15.

Techno was working on homework when he got a call from Tommy, who was at a practice.

“Hey man, uh, Skeppy is sitting on the roof of the school, I don’t think he’s gonna do anything stupid but he won’t respond to anyone else, even when we throw stuff up there.”

“Is he okay?”

“I’m not sure, he won’t answer me, but he’ll probably talk to you,”

“Probably, okay, thanks for telling me, I’ll be right there.” He hung up before hearing Tommy's response and pulled on his shoes before starting heading towards the school.

He had heard rumors at school. Skeppy’s former friend, spreading rumors and other things about him, lies, trying to ruin his reputation. Techno had debunked and told everyone he could otherwise but that damage had been done.

He rushed around the school until he found Tommy, who pointed at the roof, “He’s up there!”

“Thanks for calling me,” Techno scanned the building, “I need to get up there.”

“Well I don’t know how he got up there but what if we got on the dumpster and I boosted you, you might be able to get up there.” Tommy suggested, Techno nodded, not taking his eyes off the roof, “Yeah lets try that.”

Both of the brothers climbed onto the dumpster, Tommy cupped his hands together and boosted Techno who grabbed the ledge of the building, pulling himself up.

“Thanks Tommy!” and with that he set off across the roof, looking for his friend.

Techno found him sitting on a vent, looking across the horizon. He didn't move as Techno sat down next to him. They sat in silence for awhile until Skeppy said;

“You were right.”

“That doesn’t matter,”

Techno put an arm around his shoulder. They sat in silence, staring at the sky.

“I thought he was my friend.”

“He acted like he was,”

“I’m such an idiot,”

“No you’re not.”

“I can’t believe I defended him,”

“It’s not your fault.”

Skeppy leaned into him, “Thank you, for being here.”

“Of course, we’re friends.”

Skeppy laughed lightly, “Yeah, Blue and Pink.”

Techno smiled softly,Blue and Pink always went so nicely together.

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“Hey Skeppy?”

“Yeah?”

“How are we gonna get down?”

“Oh shit-”

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agl03 · 5 years ago

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As a on and off Deke fan how do you think his development will be in s7? I mean in s5 I loved Deke first being reluncant to help the people who got his parents killed and betraying them to sacrificing himself for a cause he could finally believe in bc he finally had hope. And then he went back with the team found the family he never had, lightened up, etc. s6 i feel like idk the team wasn’t very nice to him and he was a little annoying and treated like comedic relief to a static earth-

team. And until FitzSimmons came back he was ngl but kinda annoying? And I loved his speech in 6x12 one of my fave moments of the season for sure but I feel like they could’ve built up to it better? And I’m excited for him to come to his own in s7 but do you expect more development for him? Like s5 had? Or are we going to get him just having a “funny” crush on Daisy or the team just hating him for 13 hours straight?

Hi Anon,

Oh boy, I apologize in advance for this because boy to I have feelings about how Deke’s arcs has gone down and how he’s treated overall. I’ve got a few metas that are in the abyss of my blog so this will be a good place to pile it all together.

To start out I love Deke...we named our dog after him, he’s one of my kiddos favorites, and I love the Fitzsimmons family overall and desperately am hoping that we get one good full family adventure before it ends.

For Season 5 Deke its pretty amazing to learn that he was supposed to be killed off pretty early on but the writers loved Jeff so much and what he brought to the cast and the character they kept him on. Especially when you see that there were hints about his lineage from the moment we met him. This also lead to a great deal of math as I tried to figure out the timing and we found that indeed there would have been enough of a window for Fitzsimmons (or someone else on the team to have an older child or grandchild at this point).

In Season 5 the first time we saw each member of the Fitzsimmons Family they were masked. Jemma wearing the gas mask, Deke in the Star Lord esque number, and Fitz as Bashtok.

Therefore I feel the decision was made pretty early on to keep him around and to make him Fitzsimmons Grandson. I personally enjoyed the hints as it followed what they did with Radcliffe in season 4, hinting that he could indeed be Fitz’s father whom was unknown to the fandom, again the writers talked about it but instead we got Alistair...RIP Dadcliffe theory I still love you

Giving Deke that hero arc towards the end of the A arc, having him help the team even though they didn’t listen to him, were just more and more hints.

Where I was disappointed with his development in Season 5 was as you said. He finally had his family back, his grandparents that his mother had spoken so lovingly about. And aside from a few really lovely consoling moments with Jemma and a small team up with Fitz in Option 2....he turned into a love sick puppy dog for Daisy. Part of me get its, the writers needing to focus on Fitz’s break and the teams overall split and dysfunction as the end of the world neared It was very disappointing to see their final scene cut as well. I would have much rather seen him sticking with his Grandparents, running away with them and Yoyo, or Hale doing something with the knowledge she had of his linage than him just following Daisy around.

Moving onto Season 6 I’d had a bit of hope he’d be on Team Space Fitz rescue, but once I started getting that split story feel from the cast filming I knew he was on earth trying to find his own way. Again I totally agree, the writers didn’t seem to know what to do with him between Code Yellow and when Fitzsimmons returned and he desperately tried to connect with them, especially Fitz. He so wanted his approval and to get on better than he did with Loop Fitz. So while we waited for Fitzsimmons to return he was used a bit as a punching bag. Mack, May, Daisy, and most of the agents barely tolerating him. Being forced on missions he was uncomfortable with and not trailed for. Getting yelled at when he couldn’t pull off what his grandparents could.

Once Fitzsimmons were back I enjoyed the balance of comedy and heartfelt moments. I really did like the chaotic vibe he had with Snowflake and his heart His blow up in 12 was totally warranted and allowed him to have some serious hero moments, earn some respect from Mack, and still brought some comedic light to what were some seriously stressful points in the finale.

Now Season 7 is when I think Deke is really going to come into his own. Those who have ready my theories and predictions throughout hiatus know I’ve been pretty firm on this all along. I also had the recent revealation that Deke is a bit of a Dark Horse for the team. As with all the scans the Chronicoms have, even Fitzsimons from Inescapable, they know next to nothing about him. Jemma didn’t know his full talents before she left to get Fitz. Meaning they won’t know what’s coming with them and if the team ever needs a Hunter level crazy Release the Ferrets kind of plan to throw them off. Deke is their man! It will also allow him to operate under the radar until he makes a few too many waves and lands in the Chronicoms sites.

I think for Deke this little trip through history is going to be amazing for him and he’s going to want to get into the field as much as possible, see as much of the earth as he can like never before, and witness the history of Earth that he was never really able to learn. And seriously writers if I don’t get at least one scene of Jemma fussing over him in one of his period looks i”m gonna be very sad.

Deke is going to have to be the one to fill Fitz’s shoes with Jemma in the lab with Bobo in hiding. Here for the first time he’ll get to really work with one of them, see how they operate, and be able to learn from her just as she will from him. Well see him have some pretty big breakthroughs during the Season. I also think that out of all the team Jemma is going to lean heavily on Deke for support as the separation for Fitz....and concern for his safely grows. I still maintain if there is a Secret Child Deke will be the only one she tells and that child or no Deke will be the only one to back her up when she insists that Fitz is in serious danger and something needs to be done. Add Nana and Deke running off to save Bobo to my wish list.

I am still concerned about the whole Puppy Dog crush on Daisy thing. I don’t really ship them at all and if the writers do take it there its going to take most if not all season for Daisy to start to come around to him. So that will likely flare up from time to time.

I also think he’ll still have to prove himself to others on the team like Mack, Elena, Daisy, Yoyo, and maybe Robo Coulson. And at some point his lack of training in the field will bite him and I think he’ll get injured ore than a few times.

By the end of the Season Deke is going to be an integral part of the team and going into the final fight, especially if there is a tech element to it I think he’ll play a part in saving Fitz and perhaps the world. That does leave me on the fence if he makes it or not. I fear if he is on as big of a hero arc as Mace was he’ll fall to the same fate and sacrifice himself, especially for his grandparents. But I can also see him going on to take over for Fitzsimmons when they leave Shield. Though my dream I know very well I’m not getting is he decides to stay with them wherever they land.

Deke will also continue to add that comedic element that is very desperately needed as things get more serious. Enoch and Robo Coulson will also help with this void and oh boy if we are lucky enough for Deke to meet Uncle Hunter at some point....yes another dream of mine.

Overall I am super excited where they take Deke this season as I feel its going to be his time to shine. Sure like everyone he’ll slip here and there but overall he’s going to Dazzle. He’s going to be really get close and bond with Jemma and be there to support her as the separation from Fitz goes on and gets more dangerous. And I think that we will see him find himself, who he wants to be, and what it means to be a Fitzsimmons.

#aos spoilers #aos speculation #ask agl03 #deke shaw #Fitzsimmons family #I wrote a small novel here #I love my space grandson

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thisonesatellite · 5 years ago

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we kill the flame -- CH 14

SUMMARY:

Earth, 2123.

A city striving to escape a bleak future. A crime lord who wants to bring it to its knees.

An agent and a fugitive, thrown together by chance on a mission to free the city and save themselves.

There’s no way that could possibly go wrong.

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A/N: Guys. Seriously, guys. Do you see this? We’re in the endgame now. This chapter, you’re going to find out some THINGS. i was going to wrap up all the Revelations(TM) into just one single last chapter, but it turns out there was So. Much. Plot. i mean, really. WHY DIDN’T YOU STOP ME? THERE WAS PLOT VINE JUNGLE. WITH PLOT BOA CONSTRICTORS.

So.

Turns out i need two chapters to tie this story up in a bow. And since @kmomof4 said she wouldn’t mind a cliffhanger at all, not one bit, well - i mean, she practically dared me into it. (But rest assured, i have actually gone and written the next chapter, so you won’t have to wait too long. i promise.)

Eternal thanks to my other half @profdanglaisstuff, who is the reason i exist as a writer at all, and without whom there would be no story. You don’t even know. And also to @ohmightydevviepuu, who is the other other half of me which isn’t Saira, and i have said it before, YES, THIS MATH COMPUTES, DO NOT EVEN.

And to all of you - ALL OF YOU -- reading this, quiet or loud, effusive or silent, hidden or not -- i love you all so very much.

i hope you enjoy part one of The End Game.

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“Captain Jones.” Someone is calling his name. The voice is not familiar. “Captain Jones, can you hear me?”

He tries to swim up towards consciousness, break the surface, breathe.

He very slowly manages to open one eye. It’s painfully bright. He blinks a few times, opens the other eye as well, tries to get his bearings.

White walls. IV drip. Sunlight. Hospital.

“Captain Jones?”

The owner of the voice is a nurse. Her name tag says DOROTHY. She pulls a pen light from her pocket and shines it in each eye. It hurts.

Then she smiles and lifts a syringe, adds something to the drip of his IV bag. “You’re a piece of work, Captain, but we’ll get you up and running.”

“Get me what?”

She is not making any sense, and the feeling of cotton around his brain has not lessened in the least.

“Do you know a Lieutenant Locksley?” Her voice is equal parts no-nonsense professionalism and kindness.

All Killian can do is nod.

“Yeah, well, he was adamant about you joining him Upstairs.” The nurse gives him an annoyed grin. “You’ve been requested on L12, Captain, in the Throne Room, and I told Lieutenant Locksley you really needed rest, but he would not take no for an answer.”

Is it his imagination, or are things starting to become slightly less muddled? He was able to follow her entire sentence.

“So I’m jacking you up on everything I have.” Her frown is definitely annoyed now. “I mean, I’m only responsible for your well-being, and I’ve only been doing this job for a decade, so what do I know?”

Killian laughs. He understands her frustration.

He understands.

“Ah.” The nurse’s voice is soft, quiet. “There you are, Captain. Welcome back.”

“Robin wants me on L12? In the Throne Room? Are you absolutely sure?”

The nurse pulls a handheld from her pocket and shows Killian an order of summons. It’s unmistakable. He’s going to the see the Rulers.

“I feel better.” He sits up, and the world stays steady. “Whatever you just gave me, it’s working. How long is it going to last?”

The nurse hands him three stickies. “Two hours, three at most. The moment you start to feel woozy or in pain, put on one of these----” Her voice trails off as both of them look at Killian’s hands. And the fact that there is only one.

“I’ll manage,” he chokes out, and then banishes all thoughts of his missing limb. Because the time for dealing with that is not now.

Right now is the time to go and rescue everyone he loves.

“I need a favor.” Killian slides off the bed and nearly topples the IV stand. He realizes the lines are still running into his arm, and that he is wearing a hospital gown. He looks up at the nurse, who is quirking an eyebrow. “Actually, I’m going to need several.”

-/-

The room is large, with high ceilings and enormous windows. Emma feels dwarfed by them, out of place, out of her depth. The fact that this is most likely the reaction this room produces in everyone who enters, and entirely intentional, does not help.

She feels insignificant here.

Worthless.

Small.

At the center of the room are several chairs, arranged in a semi-circle, facing a tall table, almost like a lectern, on a dais. Emma has read about courtrooms in books, and this, this is how she pictured them.

This. Is a trial.

Two chairs on the left of the semicircle are separated from the others, and seated in these, handcuffed and clothed in identical orange overalls, are Cora and Gold. Neither one looks nearly as afraid as Emma thinks they should, and it makes Emma shudder. They should be afraid. Why are they not afraid?

Elsa leans over and whispers, “Breathe, Emma,” into her ear, but it’s not that easy.

It feels like there is a very fine line here, between the freedom to live and the freedom to die.

Behind the tall table - judge’s bench , her brain supplies needlessly - stands a woman with close-cropped dark hair and a blonde man beside her. These must be the Rulers. Emma has heard of them the way people hear of the bogeyman - an unsettling presence, surreal, intangible, and never quite believed to exist. But the people in front of her are unmistakably real. Their unsmiling faces look determined and unforgiving and full of purpose. It is nothing if not supremely intimidating. These two will suffer neither fools nor lies.

Standing in front of them is Commander Mills, back straight in regulation posture, but still somehow managing to look condescending, as if all of this, including the status of the two Rulers before her, is beneath her.

Next to the commander are Lieutenant Locksley and the doctor who treated her each time she and Killian returned from their missions. Dr. Whale , her brain supplies again. The lieutenant looks alert, and yet strangely relaxed, if there was such a thing, but the doctor is a bundle of nerves, fidgeting like her students on oral report day. Suddenly Emma misses her old life on L6 so much it hurts.

Physically.

Literally.

For a long moment she’s overwhelmed with a vision of herself, sitting on the comfortable couch of her cozy apartment, drinking tea and grading papers, Killian’s head in her lap, sound asleep. Memory mixes with desire and hope and she wants this so much, her insides twist in pain as tears spring to her eyes, and she makes a decision.

She will have this.

When all is said and done, she will have this, she and Killian will have this, and she will stop at nothing to get it.

Nothing.

It’s strange how this decision settles her.

The tears recede and she lifts her chin, and next to her Elsa whispers, “Good.”

And it is good.

Agent Booth motions for the three of them to sit in the remaining chairs, and both Liam and Elsa smile at Emma as they turn to sit.

Emma smiles back.

“I expect you are wondering why I brought you here.” Commander Mills’ voice is cutting and commanding, and every pair of eyes in the room instantly focuses on her. She takes her time, looks around, and manages to look both neutral and extremely satisfied. “It is my privilege to charge each and every one of you with treason,” her hand describes an arc which encompasses every person seated on a chair, from Gold to Emma, “and decide whether your punishment is relocation, permanent incarceration, or the chair.”

Her voice leaves no doubt which option she prefers.

“So without further ado, let’s move to the reading of the charges, in order to----”

The door at the far end of the room bangs open, and all eyes turn towards it, even Regina’s. A short, grumpy-looking man walks in and makes room for two people to enter. One of them is a young man whose once-closely shaven hair is growing into shaggy stubble. His orange jumper does not impede his swagger in the least as he looks around as if he owns the room and everyone in it, and Emma can feel his smirk all the way to her bones. It is Will as she expects him to be, in all situations, and it feels good.

Emma also notices that his hands are not cuffed, and that feels like a strange promise.

Behind Will is a man with dark hair and purple shadows under his eyes, hastily dressed in hospital scrubs, his left arm in a large, rigid sling. He shuffles more than he walks, but when he spots Emma he smiles, brighter than the sun.

Emma can feel warmth spread throughout her entire body at that smile, at the fact that he is here, at the fact that he brought Will, at the hope that surges where nothing but fear was before, and she breaks rank, runs towards him, and hugs him, carefully but hard .

And then several things happen at once.

Killian whispers “Are you all right, love?” as his good arm wraps around Emma and she nods, as behind them feet shuffle and chairs scrape floors, as she can hear Will say, “Isn’t this an auspicious gathering of important people,” and then Commander Mills’ voice cuts through the din like a scalpel.

“What is the meaning of this? Lieutenant, remove these two at once.”

Underneath its steel core, Emma can hear something she has never heard in the commander’s voice before.

Panic.

Killian and Will and Robin all immediately start to protest and explain, only to be cut off by a wooden mallet rapping on a table top -- gavel, it’s called a gavel -- and an entirely new voice sounds out, soft and silky and in complete control.

“ Quiet .” The woman with the close-cropped dark hair raps her mallet one last time and then puts it down. “I need each of you to please take a seat.” She nods at the grumpy-looking man, who starts to pull more chairs into the center of the room and then looks from Regina, to Robin, to Whale. “You, too, Commander. Lieutenant. Doctor. Sit.”

There is scuffling and shuffling and Emma does not let go of Killian, not for a moment. She keeps her arm wrapped tightly around his waist, pulls his chair next to hers, takes his hand as they sit. When she looks up, she can see both Elsa and Liam smiling at her, and when Killian wraps his arm around her shoulder and pulls her into his side, she closes her eyes for a moment and sighs in relief.

He is here.

That’s all that matters.

He drops a kiss to her hair and whispers, “Steady, love. It’ll all be all right, I promise.”

And she believes him.

“What is the meaning of this?” Regina’s voice is a venomous hiss, and Emma opens her eyes in time to see both Gold and Cora smirk . Cora opens her mouth and Regina rounds on her with a look that should have reduced her to ash, and says, “Not a word out of you, Capture, not if you value your life.” And then she turns back towards the female Ruler.

“What are you doing? We are here to execute these NO/GOs for treason.”

And the woman with the short dark hair smiles. Emma has never seen anything so frightening in her entire life.

“Actually that’s not what we are here for at all,” she says, and points at an empty chair. “Now have a seat, Commander Mills, because this is about you.”

-/-

A long time ago, when Killian was a boy still afraid of the dark, Liam used to tell him stories. They were full of knights and horses and treasure and magic, and Killian loved them and thought his brother was the most brilliant person who ever lived. And he loved his brother, loved him and admired him and feared for him when he left at night and did not return until the small hours of the morning, exhausted and sad, his movements all stiff and cumbersome.

As Killian got older this balance shifted.

Killian found out that these brilliant stories were actually just the retelling of books Liam had read, and as his brother turned into The Person Who Always Says No, to everything, the stories stopped, and so did the worry, replaced by resentment and anger and finally rage. When Liam disappeared it took Killian four whole days to notice and another two to go and fill out a missing persons report.

He looks over at Liam, sees his scarred hand holding on to Elsa’s, and realizes with a clarity sharpened by distance and loss that his brother is only five years older than he is, that Liam was only fourteen when he took responsibility for a nine-year-old, that it was too much to ask of him, too much to ask of anyone, and that no matter what happens here today, Liam was the hero of all of Killian’s stories.

And that the journey that brought them all here, each of them, Elsa and Emma and Liam, is a hero’s journey, just like the stories his brother used to tell him, and that they are all heroes, all of them, except Killian himself.

He has done nothing except make the easy choices and the wrong choices and cause more loss and grief than all of them put together.

He remembers pushing Emma up against a wall in Holding, and telling her that her name did not matter, that she was expendable, and that’s just the least of his infractions..

The rest of his life may not be enough to atone.

Killian can feel Emma squeeze his hand, and she looks up, worried, because of course she can feel his distress. Her body is warm and solid and real, along the length of his side.

He does not deserve her.

But he loves her and he is not letting her go, not ever.

No matter what happens.

He doesn’t know why his thoughts are taking this detour now, when it’s so much more important to focus on what lies ahead, but a small part of him is glad that they did.

He looks over at Will, who grins and then nods, and feels himself settle.

They will all make it out of this alive.

. .

In front of him Mary Margaret Nolan looks at her husband.

“David,” she says quietly. “Why don’t you start us off?”

David Nolan lifts up a BlackSheet and unlocks it with his thumbprint. “It all started after the faked pardon,” he says, and Killian watches the commander cringe. As well she might. He never suspected his commanding officer to go that far. “Originally I went into the Deep Archive to find out more information on---” his eyes fall on Emma, and he has to swallow and clear his throat-- “on the NO/GO in question.”

Killian feels Emma stiffen, and squeezes her shoulder in reassurance.

“I found very little. Then I started looking for information on Commander Mills, because her chip had quite obviously been hacked, even though that should have been impossible. The commander is privy to some very sensitive information and I wanted to see if any of it had leaked.” He pauses for a moment, taps the BlackSheet. “It had not. But I realized something exceedingly odd.”

He looks at Regina, whose lips narrow to a thin line.

“There is very little official information on you, Commander. Born November 11th, 2079 on L4, working-class parents, public education. You graduated from high school in 2098 with very little fanfare, and were accepted into the Law Enforcement Academy.

Where you suddenly started to thrive . You turned out to be a stellar student, graduated with highest honors, and made your way through the ranks in record time.”

David looks up, a small, hard smile on his lips. Chills run down Emma’s spine at the sight of it. When he goes on his voice is soft. And quiet. And dangerous.

“But it’s strange.” His smile grows harder still. “Everything from the Academy onward is completely legit. While everything that comes before it---” his eyes narrow-- “is a lie. Starting with this.”

He swipes his hand across the sheet, and the entire front portion of the high table becomes a screen. On it appears a birth certificate.

Regina Mills.

Father: unknown.

Mother: Cora Mills.

The utter lack of surprise on every single person’s face except Agent Booth’s is somehow louder than an actual reaction. Out of the corner of his eye, Killian sees both Cora and Gold smirk, while Regina looks disgusted and both of the Rulers look puzzled.

“Interesting.” David’s eyes narrow. “I thought that would get a bigger reaction.”

“Fuck that.” Commander Mills gets up and rounds on their ragtag group. “These traitors all know because my mother cannot keep her fucking mouth shut.” She turns to glare at Cora. “But what does it matter? So the Capture is my mother. So I got my mother out of L3. What’s important is not my relation to the Capture.” Killian can see Cora grin at the Commander’s transparent attempt to distance herself from the events. “The important thing is that I got her Up because she had knowledge on Gold. Which helped us capture him.” She turns to both Rulers and even from behind Killian can see her utter disdain for the entire proceedings. “So I don’t see a conflict of interest. And I don’t see what the fuck you’re playing at. Or accusing me of.”

“Commander Mills. Sit. Down.” David’s voice hardens like flint, and Regina actually complies. “Every one of your childhood records crumbles to dust once checked against the Deep Archive. The schools you claim to have gone to have neither enrollment nor attendance records for you, nothing save your certificate of graduation. And your parents --” he leans forward and every single person in the room stops breathing-- “are an octogenarian couple who died the year you were born.”

David absent-mindedly taps the sheet in front of him, and records start to scroll across the big screen.

“So I wonder, Commander Mills,” he says, his voice soft. “I wonder. Who are you really?”

Regina huffs and rolls her eyes, but Killian can feel Emma draw a sharp breath and straighten up. When he takes her hand, it is clammy and cold. Emma is afraid.

He follows her line of vision and sees she is staring at Gold.

Who is laughing.

Laughing.

Silent and joyful and sinister and entirely unsettling.

He pulls Emma against him, slowly rubs her back until her breathing evens out and she relaxes into his embrace. She looks up at him and smiles, and for this one moment they are the only two people on the planet. Her smile is hopeful and warm, and just for him, and it fills him with love, with pride, and he wishes they were anywhere else.

Alone.

With a bed.

-/-

He should not be here. That is the thought echoing through Agent Booth’s brain on an endless loop. Ever since Commander Mills dragged him into Captain Jones’ hospital room a few hours ago, he has thought this one thought.

He should not be involved in any of this.

He should not be here.

He’s a grunt, a nobody, who works the desk in Interrogation and fills out paperwork, and he has nothing, nothing at all to do with the caliber of chess pieces currently moving across the board.

This is so far above his pay grade. What will happen to him once the people in this room, all of them who outrank him to infinity, realize this?

He should not be here.

But he cannot look away. And besides, he has not been dismissed.

“Who are you, indeed.” Mary Margaret Nolan says quietly, and August sees Commander Mills draw breath, her eyes livid, her entire bearing geared towards a fight, but Lieutenant Locksley cuts her off before she even gets started.

“Your Highness,” he says, voice equal parts deference and determination, “I believe we can shed some light on the situation.” He points at Commander Mills, at Cora, at Gold. “All of it.”

Mary Margaret nods. “Since you’re the one who brought us---” Her voice cuts out briefly as she looks at Emma, and she has to clear her throat. “I can’t wait to hear the rest of your story.”

Agent Booth shudders.

Heavily implied beneath those thoroughly encouraging words is, make it good, or else . Ruler Nolan has no patience for those who waste her time.

Lieutenant Locksley calmly gets up, as if he doesn’t have a care in the world, and looks at Captain Jones, who simply nods, and then pulls his NO/GO closer to whisper in her ear. She smiles at him and Agent Booth feels a stab of pure envy.

No one deserves to be smiled at like that. He never has been.

“Here’s the man who can tell you everything,” Locksley’s voice cuts through August’s musings, and the guy who used to work the desk in Holding gets up and walks to the center of the room with a swagger in his step, despite his bright orange overalls.

His grin is knowing, and amused, and entirely insolent.

The commander hisses, “I will not listen to a felon!” and is silenced with one look from David Nolan. Cora and Gold look both fascinated and uninterested in the proceedings, the man with the scars and the blonde that came up from L3 are spellbound.

Captain Jones rubs his NO/GO’s back gently, quietly, as she puts her head on his shoulder, and once again it occurs to Agent Booth that here are two people who simply found each other. Jealousy stabs him hard before he manages to concentrate on the grinning man before them. Scarlet. Right. Will Scarlet.

“I bet you’re wondering why I brought you here today,” Will says, pure, unadulterated insouciance as several people around him sputter and Locksley simply rolls his eyes. “But Mr Nolan actually brought up a very interesting point back there.”

Will grows serious and looks at both Rulers. “Commander Mills’ records are definitely… let’s call it ‘lacking’, shall we?”

He shakes his head. “See, there I was one day, sifting the Deep Archive for dead IDs to siphon, and----”

“You did WHAT?” David Nolan’s voice is outraged, but Will remains unperturbed.

“All those black bag operations, all those IDs you trade for information, or because someone rich wants to save a relative or two, where do you think they come from? Do you think they just appear out of thin air? They have to be rooted in something real.”

Will looks hard at Captain Jones as he says the last bit, and the captain meets his gaze with a slight nod and squeezes his NO/GO’s shoulder, and August gets the feeling that there is much more to this story than Scarlet is letting on. Especially since the captain’s face is an open book, with all of his emotions playing out on the surface, and August shakes his head with disdain, because Jones should have failed out of the agent program during boot camp with his resounding lack of detachment, not promoted up the ranks. It’s a travesty.

“We trade IDs for information?” Mary Margaret’s voice cuts Will’s levity like a scalpel, and all eyes go to her. “We just let rich people buy their relatives Up?” The look she gives Commander Mills is lethal .

The commander’s face does not move a muscle.

“Oh come off it.” Will is actually chuckling. “You can’t possibly be this naive.”

And Mary Margaret Nolan--- says nothing. Just shakes her head and motions for him to go on.

“Anyway, there I was, sifting the Deep Archive restricted section for dead IDs---” David opens his mouth and Will smirks. “I can feel your next question, and you should know I’m a bit of a genius when it comes to code.”

Every single person in the room rolls their eyes.

Every one.

Will is not fazed in the least. “And as I’m cruising the data stacks I come across the commander’s high school diploma, which I look up, because, well, I want to know how she did in school, mostly. Curious, you know?” He turns to Regina. “And the interesting tidbit is that the diploma is utterly average, but also, that there are no other report cards. At all. Whatsoever.” He raises an eyebrow as he levels her with a glare. “Which is impossible. So I start to dig .”

He turns back to the Rulers. “The lack of information is staggering. It’s unprecedented. And I keep coming up against one thing: If these records are fake, where are the real ones? Because the Deep Archive does not have a delete function.”

He looks over at the group of people hanging on his every word. “You quite literally cannot delete any files from the Deep Archive. It is set up to preserve everything . Not even the Rulers can delete files.” He smiles. “But-- the Rulers can move them.” He turns back to Regina. “And that is what you did, didn’t you. Moved them all. To your chip.”

The way the commander can control her reactions is impressive. Her face betrays nothing.

Will grins again. “You bribed the guy who wrote your encryption, didn’t you. Bribed him or threatened him or whatever, until he hacked himself into Ruler clearance and transferred all your actual records, every last one of them. And then you--- what did you do with him then?” Will’s eyes grow sharp and all the amusement leaves his face, all at once. “I bet you didn’t kill him. I bet you never got your hands dirty. Either way, he conveniently vanished, didn’t he.”

The last words he spits with venom in his voice, and Regina’s eyes flicker for a brief moment.

“You’re a snake, Commander Mills, and it’s time people found out.”

Will straightens back up and turns to face the Rulers once more. “So, yes, I went ahead and hacked the commander’s chip.” He smiles. “You see, I was already familiar with her encryption code.”

David sputters, “How?”, but Will just shakes his head.

“That’s not important, really. What’s important is that stored on the commander’s chip is a mountain of very interesting information. There’s a lot about to come at you, but please save your questions to the end.” He winks at David and holds out his hand. “May I have that sheet, please? I work better with visual aids.”

David hands over the BlackSheet wordlessly, and doesn’t even comment when Will unlocks it with his own thumbprint. The birth certificate once again shows up on the screen and then Will pulls out a handheld and taps it briefly.

“Now then, let’s complete this first, shall we?” He smirks and touches the sheet to his handheld. Onscreen the birth certificate changes.

First, the date switches from 2079 to 2076.

And then the blank space fills to list a father.

Rumple T. Gold.

-/-

This revelation lands like a concussion bomb and the room erupts into screaming voices, until Locksley finally yells, “QUIET!” and shocks everyone into silence.

“Thanks mate.” Will gives Locksley a wicked smile and nods at the Rulers. “There’s so much more.”

Mary Margaret and David look shell-shocked and Regina like she’s going to murder Will with her bare hands. Cora and Gold are wearing identical evil grins, and everyone else’s jaw is simply hanging wide open.

Will shakes his head and simply keeps talking. “Once I found this birth certificate, I had a whole different last name, and once I had that , it was easy.”

He taps the handheld again, and records start to scroll up the screen.

“Turns out Regina Gold was born on L3 on November 11th, 2076 .” He leans forward and winks at the commander. “No wonder you were so very good at the Academy. Being three years older than everyone else.” Then he straightens back up, clearly enjoying the attention. “She bounced a lot between schools, but didn’t graduate from any of them. Until she suddenly showed up on L12 in 2093.”

The records stop scrolling and Mary Margaret gasps. It lists an employment contract between a Ms Lucas and one Regina Gold.

“No,” she breathes.

“Yes.” Will’s voice turns unexpectedly gentle. “Regina was working for you 30 years ago, when she was just a teenager. She worked for your nanny, to be exact.” Will hands the Rulers the digisheet, and goes on, his voice still soft, and kind. “Your daughter disappeared on August 13th, 2093. She was six months old. Regina Gold disappeared the same day. Ms Lucas filled out a missing persons report for her.” Will’s voice hardens. “And then Regina Mills suddenly appears out of nowhere three years later, as she enters the Academy. And starts her meteoric rise to fame and success.”

This bomb causes no concussion.

The room is deathly silent.

Nobody moves. August can’t breathe.

And then Regina leans forward.

“What do you know.” Her voice could cut glass. “What do you know, Will Scarlet, other than records and rumors?” She looks up at the Rulers. “Yes, I took your daughter all those years ago. And I saved her life.”

Thank you all so very much for reading!

#CS fic #CS fic rec #cs au #thisonesatellite #we kill the flame #cyberpunk captain swan #future dystopia #darkness and humor and fluffy angst and hope #but this will get such a massive happy ending #GUYS #we're almost there #look at how close we are

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nohshinwoos · 5 years ago

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survey results 🥳

so a few days ago i did a follower survey and now i’ve gathered the results so it’s time for some stats 📊

some general info

this survey was made just for fun and there might be mistakes in it.

i can’t do math, so i apologise for that in advance.

216 people participated in this survey.

answers were submitted between august 17th and august 21st via google forms.

some questions allowed for participants to choose more than one answer, which means the total might be more than 100% on those questions.

the number of people who chose each answer are in brackets.

if i get asks about this everything will be tagged “fp survey 2019” so if it gets annoying just blacklist it!

the results (with some comments from me) are under the cut!

about you

what’s your age?

32.4% (70) 14-17

27.8% (60) 18-20

21.3% (46) 21-23

9.7% (21) 24-26

4.2% (9) 13 or under

3.2% (7) 27-30

1.4% (3) 31 or over

* i’m so old hhhh 😳

what do you identify as?

70.8% (153) female

20.4% (44) formless blob

6% (13) male

2.8% (6) other

* i didn’t wanna exclude anyone, which is why i chose to have an “other” option to allow people to express whatever they feel comfortable with identifying as.

sexuality

37% (80) bisexual

19.9% (43) lesbian

17.1% (37) asexual/anything on the ace spectrum

13% (28) i don’t use labels

10.6% (23) pansexual

9.7% (20) other

out of which:

4.7% (10) queer**

6.9% (15) heterosexual

3.7% (8) gay

* as this was a question where people could choose multiple options, the total percentage is more than 100%.

** queer wasn’t originally an option in the survey, but i added it in the results as there were so many that wrote it when choosing “other” as an option.

what’s your zodiac sign?

13% (28) pisces

12% (26) taurus

10.6% (23) sagittarius

10.2% (22) scorpio

9.3% (20) capricorn

7.9% (17) aquarius

7.4% (16) libra

6.9% (15) leo

6.5% (14) gemini

6% (13) virgo

5.6% (12) aries

4.6% (10) cancer

* shoutout to all my fellow pisces! i was actually surprised that so many of you who took this are pisces, didn’t expect that.

where are you from?

44.9% (97) united states

22.2% (48) other countries/unable to count

8.3% (18) canada

5.6% (12) united kingdom

4.6% (10) australia

4.2% (9) germany

3.2% (7) sweden

3.2% (7) finland

1.9% (4) russia

1.9% (4) ireland

* these are just the top 9 countries from the survey. if you wanna know a number for a specific country, feel free to ask me!

** oh and a shoutout to my fellow swedes! (i wanted to write something in swedish here but i didn’t know what sdkshjgkl)

dan & phil

do you watch dan & phil?

97.2% (210) yes

1.9% (4) used to but not anymore

0.5% (1) who?

0.5% (1) other

0% (0) no

* i don’t know why i had an other option for this question, but it was fun reading this one person’s rant about how the last question (”dannie or phillie :)”) of this part scared them. love you, you’re valid!

when did you start watching them?

25% (54) 2015-2016

24.5% (53) 2013-2014

24.5% (53) 2017-2018

16.7% (36) 2011-2012

5.6% (12) 2019

2.8% (6) 2009-2010

0.9% (2) 2009 or before

0% (0) i don’t watch them

do you think they are together?

90.7% (196) yes

8.8% (19) i don’t know

0.5% (1) i used to but not anymore

0% (0) no

dannie or phillie :)

59.3% (128) dannie

40.7% (88) phillie

* shoutout to all my fellow dannies!

about me and my blog

when did you start following me?

51.4% (111) 2019

35.6% (77) 2018

13% (28) 2017 or before

* it’s wild that some of you have been following me since 2017 or before - wow! and thank you! i feel like you have seen a lot sdhjsfjkl

how did you find me?

37% (80) honestly no idea

31.9% (69) from someone else’s blog

27.3% (59) saw your gifs/edits

14.4% (31) tumblr recommended

2.8% (6) read a fic of yours

2.5% (5) other

0.5% (1) from a friend

* as this was a question where people could choose multiple options, the total percentage is more than 100%.

fav content of mine?

75.9% (164) gifs

26.4% (57) edits

13.4% (29) icons

17.6% (38) fics

40.3% (87) text posts

3.5% (7) other

* as this was a question where people could choose multiple options, the total percentage is more than 100%.

** didn’t know ppl liked my text posts that much but thank u! and shoutout to the one person who said “memes” sjdkskfjkgl

*** also seeing 38 (!!) ppl say fics really boosts my confidence in writing, which is very much needed for me rn, so thank u!!

anything you wanna say about me as a person/my blog 😳

this was an open question, where people could write whatever they want about me and my blog.

there were quite a few answers and i’m not sure if i should publish them or how i even would in that case, but just know i’ve read them all and cried (good tears, i promise) and i really do appreciate every single one of you so much.

will try to remember all your kind words on days when i need to cheer up and i will save them and look back at them if i ever need motivation for anything 💖

anything else? suggestions? or if you wanna reveal who you are that’s okay too

this question was another open one as well. some chose to reveal themselves, while some just said something nice.

notes for myself

in a potential future survey i’ll have less of the “other” option, as it can be hard to group some answers together.

for a potential future survey i will definitely phrase the questions a bit differently and maybe add other questions for a more precise result.

i just generally feel like i learnt a lot - both about who my followers are and also what they think of me. it was very interesting to go through and reflect on!

i’ve only ever done one survey for an essay in school, so making a “not so serious one” was fun and i think i learnt a lot from that aspect as well. might be useful in the future, who knows!

#mel talks #fp survey 2019 #honestly i have no idea what i'm doing skjdjhjkg #i love statistics but i didn't think i'd need to do math for this but i had to and i hate math ://////#sorry this took a few days my brain hated me so i both got distracted and have just felt like shit #but i'm a bit better now dw #why am i nervous about publishing this? idk but yeah here it is

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lavenderblossom74 · 5 years ago

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Things Like

SUMMARY: Sometimes, Dick forgets how much he has to be grateful for and how lucky he is to have Bruce. But sometimes, he also remembers.

Rolling down memory lane yay! This is an old one-shot of mine, hope you all enjoy!

After five years of living with the man, Dick sometimes forgets how truly lucky he is to have Bruce.

It isn't that there are times when he stops being appreciative, because Dick will always—always—remember the man who had been there for him when no one else had.

It's just that sometimes, Dick forgets the little things. The little things that so often become so normal that eventually they’re easy to take for granted.

Things like Bruce helping with a school project.

The scene: One of the many living rooms in the manor, the floor is littered with paper, popsicle sticks, pipe cleaners, puffy balls and of course, glitter.

Beside Dick, paint containers are spread out before him. Bruce in all his artistic vision holds a paintbrush (he’s the only person Dick has ever met who can make a paintbrush look intimidating)

“So I’m painting the words “Kinetic Motion” in blue, right?” Bruce asks.

12 year old Dick nods enthusiastically “Yes! Aaand…” There's a theatrical dramatic pause “I’LL SPRINKLE THE GLITTER!”

Bruce gives him an exasperated look before muttering something under his breath. Catching something about “glitter” and “death wish” Dick just grins as Bruce begins to paint.

“You have a very steady hand you know” Dick observes.

“Mhm” Bruce answers automatically, most of his attention focused on the poster board in front of him.

As he finishes up, Dick—as promised—happily sprinkles glitter with more joy than even a fascinated two year old would have.

Bruce is just glad Alfred put covered the entire wooden floor with layers upon layers of plastic.

After writing down the definition of Kinetic Energy in a sparkly green pen, Dick begins the fun of the party.

His assignment is to make a model that represents Kinetic Energy. So he decides it's a good excuse as any to make a roller coaster.

A roller coaster made out of an assortment of pipe cleaners, colorful popsicle sticks, fluffy puffy balls, and a whole lot of glue.

The rest of the night goes something like this:

“You just glued my fingers. YOU JUST GLUED MY FINGERS!! I’M GONNA DIE, I’M GONNA DIE. WHAT IF THIS GLUE HAS LIKE, WEIRD CHEMICAL PROPERTIES AND I GET A WEIRD BACTERIA AND OH MY GOD, MY WHELMED FINGERS! THEY WERE TOO YOUNG TO BECOME OVERWHELMED!! WHY DEAR FINGERS, —WHY??”

*Amused look from source of great panic* “You done?”

*Dick stares at panic source incredulously* “Am I done? AM I DONE! I WILL SHOW YOU DONE—”

Bruce cuts him off by calmly unsticking Dick’s fingers.

*gape* “You couldn't have done that before I went ballistic?!”

*Stare*

“Pipe cleaners hate me. This is a fact.” This is what Dick says as he stubbornly gives an innocent pipe cleaner the death glare.

“Really?” Bruce wryly asks.

“YES!” His charge exclaims. “I mean, is it my fault the stupid first hill has to be high so that the ball we send down can gain energy from it so it can continue the rest of the way? Is it my fault roller coasters are biased against poor 8th graders? IS IT MY FAULT KINETIC ENERGY EXISTS AND I HAVE TO DO A PROJECT FOR IT?!” By the end of his rant, Dick is standing up.

As Bruce sticks a puffy ball onto a pipe cleaner, he retorts, “Yes. You chose the model, didn't you?”

Dick opens his mouth to retort, then he closes it. “Whatever” he grumbles but sits back down and continues working in his roller coaster.

Bruce just smirks.

“Long was the haggard night. One blue eyed pre-teen (cough official teen cough) works hard to finish the project assigned by his torturer—teacher—that is due tomorrow. He is ready to drop dead from exhaustion and his stomach clenches in painful hunger but he valiantly continues his work. He will not back down, he will not give up, he—”

“—would not be here if he hadn’t decided to leave everything to the last minute.”

Dick glares at Bruce who shrugs innocently, “It’s true”

“Don’t intrude upon my enthralling narrations!” Dick whines.

Enthralling … ?

At Bruce’s look, Dick pouts. “Don't Judge!!” In a quieter voice he mumbles, “You’re just jealous I can use bigger words than you”

*Another look* I heard that

Dick pouts again. “Whatever”

After what feels like eons, the adrenaline starts to fade. Dick knows his previous excitement and absolute optimism are on their deathbed.

And it’s because this stupid roller-coaster-project-thing was so annoying! And frustrating. And mean. And a bully. And uncooperative. And generally insufferable.

He’s done all the calculations and the model should be working—the ball they are rolling should be able to continue the entire way depending only on the initial push… But it isn't!

Every time he tries to make it work with the pipe cleaners, is only another time he fails and becomes even more frustrated.

The solution is simple—it has to be—But Dick’s brain has become a slushy and is so mushy that he can't see the answer.

He’s ready to throw in the towel, crash on his bed, and forget about this dumb project.

But then his grade suffers.

And so does Robin.

Even after knowing Dick left school work to the last minute, Bruce hasn't said anything about grounding Robin but if Dick doesn't pull this project off and proves he can handle both his duties, Dick knows he will say something then.

Suddenly, Bruce nudges him. Dick looks up to an unreadable face.

“Go to bed,” Bruce tells him

Dick’s eyes widen in panic. Because he knows what's going to happen next, Bruce is going to say that in the morning, they're going to “talk” about how Dick needs to be more responsible and how he needs to prioritize. Then he’s benching Robin.

Dick opens his mouth to say that No, he can finish his project and sure maybe he was a little irresponsible but he’d done the actual research beforehand and honestly hadn't thought making the roller coaster model would've taken so long. It wasn't like he’d decided to be sleep deprived and frustrated on purpose!

Before he can anything in though, Bruce repeats himself. “Go to bed, chum”

Then he says, “I’m going out for a couple of hours; When I get back, I'll wake you so you can finish up and actually comprehend what you're doing.” Bruce stares at the roller coaster pointedly, “For now, just get some sleep.”

And so Dick sleeps. 3 hours later, Bruce—as promised—wakes him up and helps Dick finish up the roller coaster.

Dick had been right before—the solution had been indeed very simple.

Then, Dick heads to school and turns his project in.

Bruce doesn't mention anything about it afterwards nor does he give any reason to imply Robin is grounded.

Dick makes an effort to be more responsible with his school work from then on though.

It isn't until two months later that he finds out that the day Bruce helped him on his project was also the day he’d been awake for more than 24 hours already.

He also finds out that despite having two important board meetings that morning, Bruce had still kept his promise about waking him up and helping Dick finish the project.

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Things like Bruce letting Dick rant about anything and everything.

Age: 10

Rant Topic: Spicy Foods

“It makes no sense! How come that food is so spicy, how come it makes your mouth feel like it's living fire, how come it makes your ears burn and feel hot n’ cold, how come it’s so hot, if it gonna be so good?! With the hint of lemon and the flavor it leaves in your mouth… Mmmm!” *Dick smiles to himself like a sap before snapping out of it* “... Exactly my point!! Why does spicy food enjoy torturing a kid like me?? I mean did I ever do anything against it? Who was the brilliant person who thought it would be an awesome idea to add hot spices to food anyway?!”

Bruce: “Do you need more water?”

Age: 11

Rant topic: The English Language

“In my humble opinion, English is a dumb language.” *as he rakes his fingers down his face* “I mean why are there so many rules?! Silent E, if it's beside a verb you say it's name, i before e except after c, ph makes a fffff sound… So complicated!! And half of them don’t follow their own rules half the time!! Toe-may-toe, Toe-ma-toe… Same thing!!”

Bruce: *shrug* “That’s why you learn other languages”

Age: 13

Rant Topic: Exams

“I’m done… Mark my words Bruce—are you marking them? I. Am. Done. DonedonedonedonedoneDONE!! My brain cells feel non existent right now… I am stressed beyond relief and I'm still nowhere near done with all these exams! It is impossible to retain all this information!! Who cares about random math dudes who found the formulas to life changing equations or the dates of every major event in history?! We aren't gonna need the info in life so why bother? Why does a test have to define you as a person anyway?”

Bruce: *in his most insightful voice* “It doesn't”

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Things like sitting at the counter and simply eating along with Dick. An apple, a pear, a banana, a kiwi, baby carrots, a ripe tomato… no matter the fruit, the vegetable—just knowing that he wasn't alone… Sometimes that was enough.

Some of his funniest memories had actually happened at the counter.

Some of his saddest memories had happened at the counter too.

Some of the moments that didn't stand out, that weren't spectacular, that were just there—they'd happened at the counter too.

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Things like playing a game of basketball with him.

Things like hiding junk food behind Alfred’s back (but at the same time not really since Dick suspected no one—not even the World's Greatest Detective—could hide anything from Alfred).

Things like taking Dick out when it snowed and helping him build a snow fort.

Things like quizzing Dick for his next Mathlete Competition.

Things like hearing about how Dick’s day went practically everyday and never complaining about it.

Things like everyday things.

Things that when Dick stands back and looks at his life—actually really looks at it—he realizes that he should not take for granted.

Things that make him understand how much luck he has in his life. Even after all the tragedy he has gone through, luck somehow found it’s way to stay.

Luck or Hope.

Knowing that there are still people in this world who care for him, knowing that a man he has learned to love and look up to cares for him so much that the care eventually feels normal…

Somehow, that feels like so much more than just luck.

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When Dick silently enters Bruce’s study, the man looks up.

When Dick whispers, “Thank you,” Bruce blinks in confusion.

When Dick says, “Thank you for everything,” Bruce’s eyes slowly comprehend the meaning behind the words. And he smiles.

#bruce wayne #bruce wayne is a good dad #dick grayson #batman #robin #batman and robin #daddy!bats #Dick being thankful for Bruce #fanfic #LB writes

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landgraabbed · 5 years ago

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siblings interview tag with calla + yarrow | tagged by @justkeeponsimming

thank you so much for tagging me, rae! this was such a fun exercise and it made me super eager to get back into the main save. i’m doing this with calla and yarrow as they will first appear when they finally become teenagers (it might take us a decade to get there), so under read more for size and spoilers!

i’m tagging @romeo-and-simulet @surreysimmer @cheesehair @mystifeid @millefleuv @simblrbreezycakes @geezsims feel free to ignore this or alternatively, hmu for an “official” tag!

1. which one of you is the older sibling?

calla: “we’re twins. no, there isn’t any real difference. yes, i’m the oldest.”

2. what do you like about your sibling?

yarrow: “well, she’s really a hardass, and i think i could use some of that.” calla: “he’s soft-hearted, really. he’s so kind and tender. he gives the best hugs.” yarrow: “aw... want one?” calla: “if you’re offering, yeah!”

3. what annoys you about your sibling?

yarrow: “hypotheti-calla. definitely.” calla: “excuse me? well, i don’t like it when you say you’re not doing the thing, then do the thing, and whine about it for a year.” yarrow: “ouch.”

4. describe your sibling(s) with three adjectives

calla: “sensible, caring, fragile.” yarrow: “huh...” calla: “how about me?” yarrow: “strong, really. uh... ambitious, passionate.”

5. what is your sibling’s/siblings’ biggest talent(s)?

calla: “bringing people together. besides the music. you know... sometimes i think our group would fall apart if it weren’t for you. you’re our heart.” yarrow: “not really? oh well, i’d say your biggest talent is... keeping your cool. yeah, i know you get nervous around other people a lot, but you don’t really make it come through. i know, because, yeah, i’m your twin, i know everything. but other people? not really.” calla: “that’s comforting.”

6. what is(are) your sibling(s) really bad at?

yarrow: “ordering her food.” calla: “oh, shut up. interpreting texts messages. ‘calla! this is a disaster! i should just move back to sixam!’”

7. do you have nicknames for each other?

yarrow: “nah, not really, no.” calla: “our names are short as is.” yarrow: “yeah, imagine we had mom’s name?” calla: [mock malcolm voice] “jessamine, my sun, my life, my better half, center of my universe, come into my embrace.” yarrow: [snorts] “disgusting.”

8. what’s one thing you can do that your sibling(s) can’t?

calla: “i can focus on a text for longer than twenty minutes.” yarrow: “yeah? i can touch my toes!”

9. did you get along when you were younger?

yarrow: “yeah, definitely!”

10. what is your funniest childhood memory of your sibling?

calla: “there was this time you swallowed a cherry pit and thought a tree would grow inside you. i’m not saying it was funny, because you were panicking, but it was retrospectively funny.” yarrow: “one time dad was telling you to go to sleep but you just kept trying to wear your book like a shoe. he actually had to carry you to bed.” calla: “oh no. we’re both losers, brother!” [both laugh]

11. are you closer now or when you were younger?

calla: [looks at yarrow] yarrow: “what’s that face?” calla: “nothing. it’s just... please don’t take this the wrong way, but... we never didn’t get along, but i personally think we’re closer now?” yarrow: “oh. i thought you were going to say something bad there.” calla: “no, not really. i think i just know my limits now, and i don’t feel as... envious, i think? or resentful--not that i ever felt resentment for you. but it feels a lot more freer on my side.” yarrow: “well, you’ve always been my strength. i think you’ve been my number one of all time.”

12. did you compete with each other?

yarrow: “...nah.” calla: “um, yeah?” yarrow: “yeah? where?” calla: “ugh. don’t make me say it.” yarrow: “you started it.” calla: “you know... singing.” yarrow: “oh! ...yeah. i didn’t think that counted?” calla: “it does to me!” yarrow: “but there’s plenty of things you can do that i can’t!” calla: “yeah, but i wanted to be able to do that one.”

13. which one of you is more likely to turn out like your mum or dad?

yarrow: “ha, that’s easy! i’m all mom, she’s all dad.” calla: “i don’t quite like the sound of that.” yarrow: “dad’s good?” calla: “yeah, but mom is good too. i’d like to have some of that. don’t you have a bit of papa in you?” yarrow: “yeah, but... it’s just a way of sayin’ it, calla.” calla: “anyway, we’re both an even mix of both, thank you.”

14. which one is most likely to have a big family?

yarrow: “me!” calla: “if you consider pets a family, then it will be me.” yarrow: “what? why?” calla: “well, i have one or two human babies, yes? then add the cats to that.” yarrow: “boo!”

15. what is one thing about your sibling(s) that has changed as you’ve gotten older?

yarrow: “um, i think you’ve become more like yourself? i mean, more confident than you were. you really found that calla something and owned it, you know?” calla: “on the other hand, i think you’ve gotten more worried about what other people think. and you’re far more obsessed with music now.” yarrow: “hey! music’s important.”

16. who’s better at maths?

yarrow: “she is.” calla: “definitely.”

17. who is more pessimistic and who is more optimistic?

yarrow: “i’m the most pessimistic.” calla: [laughs] “yes, you’re right about that.”

18. is there anything you don’t like doing together?

calla: “i’d say we enjoy doing just about anything together, right? except social events, maybe.” yarrow: “yeah, you really freak out on those.” calla: “yarrow, please.”

19. which one of you do you think will get married first?

yarrow: “you will, definitely.” calla: “me? really?” yarrow: “yeah.” calla: “but you’re the pretty boy.” yarrow: “yeah, but like. can you imagine me, just like, making that jump? i know you, calla. i can be ten years into a relationship but when you get someone you like i won’t be surprised you’re in it for the long haul.” calla: “hm. that sounds like me.” yarrow: “why? got a groom lined up already?” calla: “mind your own beeswax.”

20. lastly, how often do you argue?

yarrow: “not much at all?” calla: “only when he’s freaking out.” yarrow: “hey! not always.”

#p #ts4 #*lilywhitesaga #psc:extras #tag stuff #saga spoiler #i'm not saying both funny stories happened to me but..... they kinda did #ugh i can't wait to get here

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bluepatina · 5 years ago

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As many of you know that follow Blue Patina, this is also my journal, which means that sometimes I document things for my own edification. Disclaimer: this is one of those posts. However, I am posting it with the photos for a reason because (some) of you may find it helpful or enlightening or maybe just annoying. Either way, know that this is MY truth, my reality and, knowing myself and how I deal with problems that I encounter, I am dealing with it in MY way. Most things that have been hurled at me in life have not been in my control. Fortunately this little pile of dung has been hurled at me by me, which means I CAN control it, if I so choose. The problem - I drink too much and, as the photos reveal, for quite some time. Like how much? A lot - anywhere from a few drinks per evening to...yeah, you (meaning me) do the math. The signs have been around for years - bloating, discomfort, quotidian necessity (usually around 4 pm), inability to loose weight despite walking 4-6 miles or cycling 20-30 miles daily for years, difficulty sleeping, bending over to tie my shoes and generally feeling like shite much of the time. Some good facts - Walking at a good pace (say 4 miles per hour of 15 min. miles) burns 100 calories for a 180-lb. person per mile. That’s 400-600 calories per day for my typical daily walk. Cycling burns about 60 calories per mile at an average pace of 13 mph. That’s 1,500 calories for one of my average 25 mile rides. I am strong, in good shape, etc., but never felt truly 100%. Some not-so-good facts - A typical 2 oz. pour of booze (bourbon, rum, vodka, etc.) averages around 135 calories per pour. Add soda (70 calories) and each mixed drink comes in around 200 calories. Multiply that by 4 or 5 drinks per evening and voila! you’ve negated all or most of the benefits from exercise for the day. Let’s up the ante. You and your good drinking buddy can down a 750 ml bottle of (name your poison) in a sitting over a fire or beautiful sunset like just another evening. A 750 ml bottle contains about 25 oz. Assuming you each drank half the bottle, that’s 12.7 oz. each at 135 calories per 2 oz. = 857 calories. Notice I didn’t mention beer or wine? First of all, beer is a chaser and wine is for dinner. Those don’t really count, they just add another drink’s worth of calories to the pot. Oops. The solution - Stop effing drinking. At least for awhile and certainly at this level of consumption. I did that and already feel 100% better, but the sustainability part is the bigger problem, especially in a drinking culture like Wisconsin (look it up, we lead the nation - hell most of the world - in alcoholic consumption and binge drinking). Add to that the reality that most of my social interaction (other than my biking and walking buddy) involves drinking, whether that’s with friends at the bar over a sporting event, enlightening conversation and badly needed human interaction at the bar, same over a beautiful sunset or fire at my place or theirs...or at the bar. You get the point. The potential benefits - By eliminating ALL alcoholic consumption in my life (again, at least for a long enough period to SEE not just feel the benefits), I am consuming 6,300 LESS calories per week (~ 900 calories per day x 7 days...yes, 7 days). Combine that with at least 3,300 LESS calories burned per week from walking (because it’s winter), normal diet and adding some upper body exercise (like push-ups, heavy bag, arm curls and planing) and I hope to SEE some tangible results in 4-6 weeks. And did I mention how much money I’ve already saved? I am a DYI person - always have been - since I was 12 years old and had a paper route that required me to purchase the newspapers up front and collect payment from my customers that hid behind pulled drapes to having owned or co-owned a business since 1994, I don’t need a motivational speech. But, maybe I do. Perhaps that is what this blog journal entry and the last photo represents. I CAN do this and I sure as hell will because there are really no remaining options, except go to the liver bank. On that note, I’ll keep you (me) posted. Sláinte!

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tonya-the-chicken · 5 years ago

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Ok, someone (@gucciasswitch ) dared me to do whole list and who am I to resist

1. What was your first OTP?

Probably Royai. FullMetal Alchemist was my first anime I watched on TV and I immediately fell in love with relationships between Riza and Roy. I used to fantasize about them all the time. I still do love them.

Also I remember I wanted Zuko to end up with Katara

2. What is your current OTP?

Definitely EnjiRei. I think about them and their family all the time. That's just what I do when I ship - I maladaptive daydream. What I like about them is ice and fire aesthetics is how fucked up everything is but Rei still somehow can forgive him or at least try to? He somehow remember her favourite things? I want to know more about them. Like, how exactly Enji found her? What happened to Touya?

I also like BakuCamie, ShinTsuyu, ZenNezu, still Royai, Huwumi, Natsuo x his girlfriend, maybe MomoIida, Jeankasa, Sabigiuy, Levihan, Miritama, Levifar

3. Do you have any OT3/OT+ ships? What are your favorites?

Mmmmmm, probably no. Though, I once saw OchaTodoDeku and it looks wholesome

4. What is/are your favorite trope(s)?

Tropes, tropes... I like what is called "unsexy erotica" by some author on ao3. Like, when characters are processing their feelings and it's the end it's not really sexy though it still somehow amazes me. It's not really a trope though, I saw only one fanfic with that.

I love redemption arcs made well, bad people turning good and having the love no one ever gave them before (duh)

5. What is/are your least favorite trope(s)?

Definitely soulmates au, it makes me cringe somehow. Or is it not a trope? Whatever

6. Do you have a certain kind of ship you’re more attracted to?

I often ship canon ships. Also for whatever reason I enjoy different-sex couples more often. Also if I see a person with fire powers I'll connect the dots them with someone with water/ice, it's just math... Jk... Unless

7. Are most of your ships “pure” or “problematic”?

Actually, they are mostly pure. But also I ship EnjiRei and someone gonna send me anon hate for this, ehhh

8. Who is the most shippable person you can think of?

Objectively it will be the main character of any series cause they have the most interactions. For me personally it's Enji cause I love him right now and I like to explore his relationship with everyone, like, I can occasionally ship him with Hawks, All Might, Burnin', Rei and some OCs

9. Are there any fandoms you don’t have any ships for?

The ones I am not in, duh. Actually, I am not really active shipper... In one punch man I don't ship anyone? But it's not like I am really in fandom khkhkh

10. Do characters have to have canon interactions for you to ship them?

Yeah, if it's not ship with OC (obviously). There can be exceptions like hetalia cause characters are basically countries

11. What makes a great ship in your own opinion?

Logic and some shared life philosophy/goal/struggles. Or just deep feeling and will to understand one another. Dunno

12. What drives you away from a ship?

If I don't understand why, basically. Also any mentor x student relationships are very big no-no for me. I don't like this power dynamic when one person is doomed to see another as they are above them. And also incest is nah

13. Is there anything you ship but refuse to interact with the community for?

Probably EnjiRei? I am kinda scared cause I don't want people to treat me badly based on that, ya know? Actually, I am trying to be more open about it cause fuck society, I am tired of your shit

14. Has a fanbase ever made you ship or not ship something? Why?

I stopped shipping eruri cause I got very fed up with fans being nasty, I guess. Like, they always tried to prove that it is canon and I just got tried and switched to levihan?.. Also I probably started to ship huwumi because of fanbase. I just never thought of the ship. But the most important deed is that fanbase brought me Dabi is Touya theory. Thank you, strangers on youtube

15. Do you like/participate in ship wars? Why or why not?

Define "ship war"? I sometimes enjoy observing people arguing but mostly I am annoyed when someone shit on character or ship. So sometimes I guess I can write something like "bitch can you stop" but usually I try to stay out of it. I guess I am pro-shiping and anti anti most of the time

16. Are there any ships you just can’t/don’t understand? What are they?

Ereri, Dekumight, RoyEd... Do you see the pattern? I highly dislike mentor x student ships. Also incest ships are no-no even if everyone is an adult for a simple reason - I actually have brothers and this shit creeps me out

17. Are there any popular ships that you just don’t like? What are they?

Ereri. It's the only banned tag I have (edit: not anymore, I am trying to ban enji antis). Also probably RoyEd but FMA fandom is not really active or I am not really into it

18. What is your favorite unpopular ship?

EnjiRei........

19. Do you prefer fluff, angst, or smut for your ships?

It depends. I mostly don't like smut just for smut but if there's some feelings and processing of them, ya know... Angst goes well with everything though I recently found out I kinda dislike seeing violence and suffering in fanart... I actually like comedy more than pure fluff, I am kinda Mr Nighteye and believe in power of humor

20. Do you prefer bigger fanbases or smaller ones?

Bigger ones cause bigger fanbase = more content to CONSUME

21. Have you ever received hate for a ship you liked?

The most close thing to hate I received was this: https://tonya-the-chicken.tumblr.com/post/189156146100/you-ship-enjirei-and-call-urself-a-feminist

Nothing more probably...

22. Do you have any ships that you ship, but would never want to see as canon?

I think no. I am quite ok with any of my ships becoming canon

23. Have you ever had a ship become canon, but you didn’t like how it was portrayed?

Nah... Though it still can happen since many of my fandoms have actively running mangas/animes

24. What is your favorite canon ship?

Define "canon ship"? Probably Royai

25. What are your favorite ships from a dead fandom?

Sweden x Ukraine from Hetalia. I used to ship ot hard XD I had a whole blog dedicated to it! I just don't know dead fandoms, ok

26. What are your favorite shipping scenes?

Nothing in particular but when a characters does something stupid/risk his life to save/help their love interest. Like, when Zenitsu wet to spiders forest to save Nezuko... Or when Jean saved Mikasa from titan.

27. What are your views on reader x canon ships?

You do you, I guess, but my opinion is NO

28. What is your best shipping advice?

Have fun yourself and don't ruin it for others. You are free to block anyone and anything, it doesn't make you a bad person. And also try to think critically about views shared on social networks, like, not everything in true.

I'll also add here about media affecting reality: aS A fuTuRE PSyChoLoGisT I can say that YES, THEY DO AFFECT EACH OTHER. But often Internet can't get all the nuances and ends up censoring everything. In university we had an assignment where we analyzed modern media. And TV news collected around 30 media risks meaning that materials can affect (usually child's) brain in negative way. What now, are we supposed to not show violence and war? "Destroy everything that can traumatize a child" is a bad solution because of many reasons. Kids are not supposed to read 18+ content, kids are not supposed to spend time on Internet without parental control, kids are not supposed to watch a lot of stuff without an adult's presence. But they do and it's not fault of people who create 18+ / "problematic" content.

29. Do you like OCs (Original Characters)?

Yes, I do, if it's not self-insert OC, you know? I have some myself but usually not for shipping

30. What are some of your favorite shipping blogs?

What is shipping blog?.. Ok, I guess that people who post about ship or what??? Eh...

I'll recommend you to just look up blogs I follow, whatever, I'm tired

#ask game #gone wrong #get to know me #I won't tag itwith characters #maybe I'll tag EnjiRei cause if you ship it to hmu or whatever #enjirei #bye

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douchebagbrainwaves · 6 years ago

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HERE'S WHAT I JUST REALIZED ABOUT YC

I'm not sure myself. The danger of symmetry, repetition and recursion.1 I ask myself what I've found life is too short for, the word that pops into my head is bullshit. The second counterintuitive point is that it's not that important to know a lot of what ends up driving you are the best predictor of how a startup will find the preceding portrait to be missing something: disasters.2 Copernicus' aesthetic objections to equants provided one essential motive for his rejection of the Ptolemaic system. Why do so few founders know whether they're default alive or default dead is that the founders will no longer have complete control. Google. The mercurial Spaniard himself declared: After Altamira, all is decadence. But if you consciously prioritize bullshit avoidance over other factors like money and prestige, you can use this information in a way that was entirely for the better. He had all of us roaring with laughter.

You only get 52 weekends with your 2 year old. $300 a month, which was an order of magnitude less important than solving the real problem. It was really close, too. If it seems surprising that the gap was so long, consider how little progress there was in math between Hellenistic times and the Renaissance. The era of credentials began to end when the power of large organizations peaked in the late twentieth century.3 The smarter spammers already avoid it. This lets me get ip addresses and prices intact. And while having the best people to work for him unless he is super convincing.

When we switch to the point where much of what you're measuring is artifacts of the way schools are organized is that we invest in the earliest phase. As those examples suggest, a recession may not be so naive as it sounds. Every startup's rule should be: spend little, and work fast. They generally prefer to use time in units of half a day at least. They think they're trying to avoid.4 What made YC successful was being able to pick good founders. But working on this is not going away. Most Perl hackers would agree that Perl 5 is more powerful than machine language. Hard as it is to believe now, the big money then was in banner ads.

The mercurial Spaniard himself declared: After Altamira, all is decadence. But there are at least big chunks of the world in 587, the Chinese system was very enlightened. Like angels, VCs prefer to invest in this startup. So it's annoying that we keep hearing from you, you should never do this.5 The safest kind were the ones that occur a lot. Blub? I can do at this computer is work. There are two senses of the word portal, what they do is related to strength. Many of which will make you a better parent when you do have kids. It's like skiing in that way.6 People need to feel that what they create can't be stolen.7 Of all the useful things we can say, which are the most general truths.

But I don't wish I were a better writer.8 Strangely enough, if you get this stuff, you already have most of what you want to slow down, your instinct is to lean back. The five languages that Eric Raymond recommends to hackers fall at various points on the power continuum, he doesn't know how anyone can get anything done with it. Sealing off this force has a double advantage. The component of entrepreneurship that really matters is domain expertise. The official story is that legacy status doesn't carry much weight, because all it does is break ties: applicants are bucketed by ability, and legacy status is only used to decide between the applicants in the bucket that straddles the cutoff. —Total 1950 100 This picture is unrealistic in several respects.

I went to work there. Others thought YC had some special insight about the future of technology. For every idea that times out, new ones become feasible. So keep typing!9 And when you convince them, use the same matter-of-fact language you used to convince yourself. And to support this claim I'll tell you now: bad shit is coming.10 I read a lot of other ambitious and technically minded people—probably more concentrated than you'll ever be again. Fortunately an audience for software is now only an http request away.11

The reason young founders go through the motions of starting a startup stays alive in everyone's brain. Then you can measure what credentials merely predict.12 Anything so admired and so difficult to read must have something in it, among other things, he tells would-be startup founders, and I have a separate laptop on the other. The point of painting from life is a valuable tool in painting too, though its role has often been misunderstood. I'm skeptical about the idea of starting a startup, you shouldn't worry that it isn't widely used. And yet in the very first filters I tried writing a Bayesian spam filter, it caught 99. You may not realize they're startup ideas, turn your mind into the type that startup ideas form in without any conscious effort.

They use the same matter-of-the-future, because this is what I call a spam-of-the-future, because this is what I call degeneration. If we send them an email.13 7—total 1950 100 This picture is unrealistic in several respects. There are tricks in startups, as there are in any domain, but they invest other people's money, and it is very hard to do in college? Here are some of the current probabilities: Subject FREE 0. Bill Gates must have been when startups wrote VisiCalc. We aren't, and the living expenses of the founders of Yahoo, Google, and Microsoft both executed well and got lucky. She'd seen the level of vitriol in this debate, and she shrank from engaging. In grad school I decided I wanted to keep it that way.

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The IBM 704 CPU was about the size of the 1929 crash.

But I'm convinced there were 5 more I didn't care about may not even be symbiotic, because some schools work hard to avoid the conclusion that tax rates were highest: 14. Even if you get of the twentieth century. When I use.

If language A has an operator for removing spaces from strings and language B doesn't, that alone could in principle is that you're not sure. Who continued to dress in jeans and a t-shirt, they're probably a real salesperson to replace you. This kind of bug to track ratios by time of day, thirty years later.

Some professors do create a web-based applications, and b the local startups also apply to types of people, how little autonomy one would say that it will thereby expose it to colleagues. They thought most programming would be to advertise, and that we wouldn't have had little effect on the spot, so much on luck.

But it's a significant effect on what you call the years after 1914 a nightmare than to call you about an A round. If you don't get any money till all the rules with the issues they have a taste for interesting ideas: Paul Buchheit adds: I remember about the size of the first question is not too early for a couple hundred years or so, even if it's convertible debt with a cap. After a bruising fight he escaped with a faulty knowledge of human anatomy.

Dan was at Harvard is significantly better than the time and became the twin centers from which they don't, you're using a dictionary to pick the words we use the standard series AA terms and write them a microcomputer, and that injustice is what people will pay the most general truths. When investors can't make up their minds, they tended to make people richer. The second biggest regret was caring so much worse than close supervision by someone who doesn't understand what you're doing something different if it means to be self-imposed. But it can buy.

What people who currently make that their explicit goal at Y Combinator is a trap set by evil companies for the entire cross-country Internet bandwidth wasn't enough for one another directly through the founders: agree with them.

Put rice in rice cooker. It doesn't happen often. Founders rightly dislike the sort of investor behavior. This of course, that he be spared.

The dialog on Beavis and Butthead was composed largely of these limits could be adjacent. Most people let them mix pretty promiscuously. A lot of time.

Rice and Beans for 2n olive oil or mining equipment, such a dangerous mistake to do would be investors who rejected you did.

There's not much use, because they were forced to stop raising money, in writing, he found it novel that if a company tried to raise the next stage tend to be something you can control. Foster, Richard, Life of Isaac Newton, p. Founders at Work.

We couldn't talk meaningfully about revenues without including the numbers like the bizarre stuff. I saw that I know of any that died from releasing something full of bugs, and a little about how to be a distraction. This plan backfired with the New Deal but with World War II had become so embedded that they cared about users they'd just advise them to stay in business by doing another round that values the company is Weebly, which amounts to the yogurt place, we should work like blacklists, for example, it's not always intellectual dishonesty that makes the business, Bob wrote, for many Americans the decisive change in how Stripe felt.

It may indeed be a founder, more people you can stick even more dangerous to have the concept of the 70s, moving to Monaco would give you money for other reasons. You may be the next round. What you're too busy to feel guilty about it well enough to do it is more of the lies we tell as we are not mutually exclusive. If you're expected to do this right you'd have to include in your country controlled by the Corporate Library, the mean annual wage in the US is the only way to make you expend as much income.

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razberryyum · 6 years ago

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A Gintama chapter a day keeps the ending away...Lesson 674

MY 20 FAVORITE MOMENTS IN LESSON 674:

I LOVE THIS CHAPTER TOO!!! SO MUCH TO REJOICE OVER!!! BEWARE: LOTS OF YELLING AHEAD BECAUSE I WAS FREAKING THE FUCK OUT THROUGH MOST OF THIS CHAPTER!

1) OMFGSHESSOCUTEITSUNREAL!!!!! I LOVED HER IMMEDIATELY AND WANTED TO PROTECT HER FOREVER!!!!

2) I don’t even think I cared that the math didn’t add up, I just loved her to bits and wanted her to be absolutely for real.

3) THEY WERE STILL TALKING!! I was so worried that after the last chapter it would jumpcut to a different scene and Gintoki would already be ushered off to somewhere else or something like that (I’m paranoid). The fact that they were still continuing their conversation was enough to make me so happy already.

4) I WANTED GINTOKI TO LODGE THERE FOR FREE, FOREVER!!!! It’s almost CRUEL how Sorachi-sama teased me with that idea!

5) That was unexpected. When I first read the last chapter, I thought he was just some random Shinsengumi member, don’t even think I spared him a glance, so when Hijikata addressed him here, I think I was surprised too.

6) Love the metaness. I thought he was an insignificant mobcop too.

7) In fact, I think I was a little annoyed that this mobcop was now disrupting the conversation between my Gintoki and Hijikata.

8) I was actually happy when Hijikata smacked him. I had NO IDEA WHO HE WAS AT THE TIME.

9) And then I thought, oh, he’s like a Tama-type robot, but more disgusting. Wtf.

10) Still no idea who he was, just thought his backstory was kinda sad. But I was still slightly annoyed we were taking precious GinHiji time to focus on this Mobcop. I can’t believe how stupid I was; should’ve guessed he was important based on the time spent on him!

11) Gintoki being such an understanding counselor.

12) Yep, I flipped out. Never expected this AT ALL.

13) But then I was instantly glad that not only did our precious Yamazaki survive, he was now better equipped to be with Tama. They’re totally perfect for each other! And they even have an offspring in Tamako. My dream of Yamazaki being Tama’s special screw was that much closer to becoming true. I was happiness.

14) They kinda deserved this for forgetting poor Jimmy. Obviously no one even picked up Yamazaki from where they left him once the battle was over. I don’t blame Gin-chan as much cuz he had a lot of things going on, but I definitely blame his Shinsengumi brothers.

15) NOOOOO!!!! I DIDN’T WANT HIM TO LEAAAVE!!!!! Dammit Gintoki!!!!

16) These two precious babies!!! They really are so adorable it was almost unbearable!

17) ACK! SO CUTE! I DIED. She really IS the ultimate weapon. No one can survive her cuteness!

18) That made absolutely no sense but I didn’t even CARE what banana or whose banana, I was just grateful to the banana for producing this little angel with Kagura.

19) Complete nonsense, but I STILL DIDN’T CARE. If Kanna-chan says she’s Kagura’s daughter, then by the gods she IS Kagura’s daughter. I mean, yeah, eventually I did wonder (before the reveal) if maybe she was a clone or like a long lost sister or something crazy like that, but at THAT moment I really didn’t care.

20) AND ALL WAS RIGHT WITH THE TIMESKIP WORLD AGAIN!!!!! HALLELUJAH!!! THE PRINCE RETURNS!!!!! I wept from joy and relief.

SHIPS TALLY:

Gintoki x Hijikata: omg Gintoki’s expression...my heart melted from how soft it was!! Like, that was just for Hijikata and Hijikata alone. No one else has ever seen him with such a tender look. And now, knowing what we know, Hijikata’s reaction just makes me tear up. He must’ve been sooooooo disappointed!!! Ugh, my heart aches for him.

Disclaimer: Gintama is not only about shipping. Gintama is hilarious, clever, exciting, poignant, heart-breaking, loving, brilliant, and just so freaking amazing. It is only due to Sorachi-sama’s generosity that I can enjoy Gintama on yet another level, the shippy level, and I am forever grateful for that. GINTAMA IS LIFE AND LOVE.

11/11/2018

#Gintama #Gintama manga chap 674 spoilers #GinHiji HijiGin #Kanna #Robozaki #Sougo Okita the Prince #Bananas and babies #Gintoki #Hijikata #Yamazaki #Shinpachi #Tamako #Tama #YamaTama #Silver Soul Timeskip Arc #THANK YOU Sorachi-sama #Life and Love

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fatechica · 6 years ago

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100 Questions

Whee, I was tagged by @janes-mike and @dancingskygreen! This is a good distraction for while I’m sick, lmao.

1. What is your nickname? Jules or JP

2. How old are you? 34

3. What is your birth month? November

4. What is your zodiac sign? Sagittarius

5. What is your favorite color? Burgundy

6. What’s your lucky number? 1123, if pressed (it’s my birthday, lol)

7. Do you have any pets? I do! I have one cat who’s 15 years old and a curmudgeonly princess.

8. Where are you from? California (the SF area, to be precise, tho I live up in Sacramento, now)

9. How tall are you? 5′3

10. What shoe size are you? 7

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own? Ok, so I’m the person who buys shoes but never wears more than, like, 3 pairs ever? So, I have, like, 20 pairs of shoes and my husband gets so mad that I mostly never wear them.

12. Are you random? What does this even mean? No? I feel like I’m too logical to be random.

13. Last person you texted? My friend about how awful my voice sounds rn.

14. Are you psychic in any way? Nope, not in any way, shape, or form.

15. Last TV show watched? Requiem

16. Favorite movie? Empire Records and Pacific Rim

17. Favorite show from your childhood? Out of this World (god, aging myself. does anyone here even know that show?)

18. Do you want children? Maybe? I still don’t know the answer to this question (and, as my mother likes to remind me, the end of my fertile years is coming up, so time may answer that question for me)

19. Do you want a church wedding? Haha, already married and we did not have a church wedding

20. What is your religion? I’m agnostic, but my husband is Buddhist, so...also Buddhist?

21. Have you ever been to the hospital? yes. the last time was when I sprained my elbow so bad I lost feeling in my fingers

22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law? Haha, NO

23. How is life? Eh? It’s ok rn. I’m sick and I have work tomorrow, but otherwise pretty good

24. Baths or showers? Showers

25. What color socks are you wearing? Haha, socks? LOL, no. It was 100 degrees today and I don’t like having my feet covered even when it’s cold.

26. Have you ever been famous? Nope

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity? Yeah, no, no thank you. I like the anonymity

28. What type of music do you like? I’m a musician, so the answer is “everything”. Like, you hit shuffle on my iphone and you’re just as likely to hit Beethoven’s Sonatas as you are Notorious B.I.G. and everything in between. I’m the least partial to country, if I had to pick something I didn’t like (or, at least, don’t often listen to).

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping? Yep!

30. How many pillows do you sleep with? Two

31. What position do you usually sleep in? I can’t fall asleep any other way but on my stomach, but I often wake up on my back, which is hilarious since I can’t fall asleep like that at all.

32. How big is your house? idk, normal size-ish? Like, 2000 square feet? We have a large lot, so it feels bigger than it really is.

33. What do you typically have for breakfast? Cereal (I’m a whore for cereal)

34. Have you ever left the country? Yes! Last time was a couple of years ago when the husband and I went to Puerto Vallarta

35. Have you ever tried archery? I have, back in summer camp ages ago (and, also, I could try it again any time I want since my husband does archery and there’s an archery target set up in our backyard. imagine my complete lack of surprise when he came home with 4 hay bales and was like “babe, i’m gonna build a target!”)

36. Do you like anyone? Lol, I’m married, so I sure hope so!

37. Favorite swear word? Hands down, it’s “fuck”. I use it all the time.

38. When do you fall asleep? Around midnight if I’m being good.

39. Do you have any scars? Yeah, I was a really active kid and got in a lot of scrapes and whatnot. My most notable one is the scar on my chin from where I split it open and had to get stitches.

40. Sexual orientation? Pretty straight.

41. Are you a good liar? Fortunately or unfortunately, yes.

42. What languages would you like to learn? I want to learn German and Mandarin, and I seriously need to re-learn Japanese and Spanish (I used to be mostly fluent in both).

43. Top 10 songs? Oh shit, uh...crap. Pass on answering this question unless you want me here all night figuring this shit out.

44. Do you like your country? I’m in America and...in theory, yes. At the moment? NO.

45. Do you have friends from the web? Oh yeah, absolutely!

46. What is your personality type? I’m super extroverted and assertive and headstrong (my MBTI is ESTJ and I have never related to a personality type SO STRONGLY).

47. Hogwarts House? Ravenclaw

48. Can you curl your tongue? Nope

49. Pick one fictional character you can relate to? Um, since most of my friends here are in the ST fandom, let’s go with that and, in that universe, I’d have to say Mike Wheeler. His sense of responsibility and knack of putting everyone else ahead of him is something I relate to so very much.

50. Left or right handed? Left

51. Are you scared of spiders? I have legit arachnophobia.

52. Favorite food? Macaroni and cheese (I’m such white fucking trash)

53. Favorite foreign food? Pho or (and I’m cursing my inability to add accent marks here) Bun Thit Nuong Cha Gio, which is vermicelli noodles with bbq pork, eggrolls, veggies, and fish sauce and it’s so good (ok, i’m craving it now) (also, lol, can you tell my husband’s Vietnamese, or what?)

54. Are you a clean or messy person? Dude, I’m messy as fuck.

55. If you could switch your gender for a day, what would you do? Figure out what it’s like to pee standing up.

56. What color underwear? Like, right now, or in general? Because the answer to right now is “nothing” (because i’m in my pjs and i don’t wear underwear to sleep), but in general, black because i don’t like having to match anything.

57. How long does it take for you to get ready? 15-20 minutes

58. Do you have much of an ego? Situationally, yes. Like, when it comes to things I’m good at, oh hell yes.

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops? Suck. I have an oral fixation.

60. Do you talk to yourself? All the damn time.

61. Do you sing to yourself? Yep!

62. Are you a good singer? I like to think that I am.

63. Biggest Fears? Spiders and the depth of the ocean (what’s down there?!?!?!)

64. Are you a gossip? Haha, yes.

65. Are you a grammar nazi? Oh yeah.

66. Do you have long or short hair? Medium-ish? It goes right past my shoulders, so I guess on the shorter end.

67. Can you name all 50 states of America? I can.

68. Favorite school subject? Math

69. Extrovert or Introvert? Extrovert!

70. Have you ever been scuba diving? No, but I want to so bad.

71. What makes you nervous? Not being able to live up to expectations.

72. Are you scared of the dark? No, I love the dark. I have really good night vision.

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes? All the time. I’m annoying that way.

74. Are you ticklish? Yes, yes I am (unfortunately)

75. Have you ever started a rumor? Nope...at least, not on purpose.

76. Have you ever been out of your home country? Yes!

77. Have you ever drank underage? God, all the time.

78. Have you ever done drugs? Yes, but only pot.

79. What do you fantasize about? Having the freedom to travel and do what I want without having to worry about money.

80. How many piercings do you have? Three on each ear (though I’m planning on getting a cartilage piercing soon).

81. Can you roll your R’s? Lol, I only took 10 years of Spanish, so I certainly hope so.

82. How fast can you type? Pretty fast

83. How fast can you run? Um, I average about a 13 minute mile, so not super fast.

84. What color is your hair? Auburn-red

85. What color are your eyes? Hazel

86. What are you allergic to? Mold and mildew

87. Do you keep a journal? Haha, I gave up that ghost years ago. The closest I get to that is this blog.

88. Are you depressed about anything? Not particularly at the moment (though I suffer from anxiety and that can quickly turn into depression if I don’t watch it)

89. Do you like your age? I do, I think. I can’t say I didn’t wish I was in my late 20s again, mostly because there’s the pressure to have done certain things by the time you’re in your mid-30s (like, have kids and whatnot), but I certainly don’t feel my age most of the time, so *shrugs*

90. What makes you angry? When people aren’t given a fair shot, or unfairly treated. I’m real big on equity of respect and it makes me so angry when I see people getting treated like shit or disrespected (bigots and racists and misogynists really piss me off). In that same vein, people not doing their fair share of the work also really piss me off.

91. Do you like your own name? Yeah, I do. I mean, I’ve had it for 34 years.

92. Did you ever get a foreign object up your nose? thankfully, no.

93. Do you want a boy or a girl for a child? I think, if I have kids, I want a girl.

94. What talents do you have? I’m a fast and adaptive learner and I have a near photographic memory.

95. Sun or moon? Sun.

96. How did you get your name? Ok, I’ve asked this question and the only answer I can get from my mom is “I don’t know, your dad and I just liked the name.”

97. Are you religious? I like to consider myself a spiritual person, but I’m not particularly religious. I’m fascinated by religiosity and tradition and I like participating in religious ceremonies, but I don’t know if I believe in a religion enough to be religious.

98. Have you ever been to a therapist? Yes, I have. I developed anxiety a few years ago and I saw a therapist for a few months to help with my issues.

99. Color of your bedspread? White with blue and turquoise dots.

100. Color of your room? Grey

Alright, then, I tag.... @mikeywheelerr, @formerlyjannafaye, @el-and-hop, and @linachupi

#whee!#this was fun!#i like answering questions about myself #i'm an open book

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kun-summacumlaude · 4 years ago

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SUMMA CUM LAUDE? #9

Sighs heavily ...

I’m back again, this time with a more experienced version of my online school report. Remember this from the last post - ”Right now, all that could ruin the experience for me is how tests and exams are conducted.” ? Well, e don happen. This post will be account of my experiences up until Friday, the 12th of March, 2021.

Last time, I mentioned that the school needed to buy a better plan for zoom classes to work, and they did just that. I’m not applauding them for that. There was no initiative or anything, that was their only option. Zoom classes finally started and the issue went from accommodating students to noise during classes. My goodness! It was so annoying. “Mute your mics.” became the three most used words during classes at the time. This made zero sense because the host has the option to mute everyone from the start, why this responsibility was placed on students, I don’t know! This issue came to an end when the hosts started doing the needful. No applause for that. You can imagine how annoying it was trying to follow in class and then hearing someone’s junior sibling crying or another person pricing coke and gala?!?!?!

Apart from the noise, another thing was my mates. People can be very immature.

Why are you drawing on the screen during a class?

Are you a child? Following zoom classes was not working for me, but I attended all anyways.

VLEARN.UNILAG.EDU.NG This was the official website for accessing course materials and initially for carrying out continuous assessments. To cut the long story short, it was bad! I have no idea what the server capacity is but this site couldn’t work as long as tests on courses with a large number of students was going on. It just would not load. And even worse is during the times you also have a test and the site refuses to load. I know people who missed their entire tests because they couldn’t even get into the site. Another issue was the site logging you out or not saving your answers. How did my first test go? It was Physics, slow but worked for me that day. Then my next test was when I ate my own breakfast—By the way, “Gbogbo wa la ma je breakfast” became very popular amongst Unilag students at the time, as well as cuts from Peaky Blinders. Gbogbo wa la ma je breakfast in its actual origin meant that we would all enjoy in the end, just at our own time. But in Unilag it meant and still means that we will all partake of the sufferings and frustrations of online school, Imagine! During this test, the questions were much harder than any of us were fully prepared for, our lecturers actually set JEE questions for us. On top of the difficulty, LMS was not loading the questions (the questions were in .jpeg format). Imagine trying to pass a test and you can’t even see the questions. Of course majority of us didn’t do well in the test. Lucky for us, there was a second test the week after and it worked better that day.

Another issue was the fact that Lecturers set hard questions and gave little time to solve the questions. This was extremely unfair. We compared our tests to that of the sessions before us and it was blindingly obvious that there was an increase in difficulty and a ridiculous and somewhat wicked reduction in time. So many unanswered questions. Everywhere you would see someone asking “Why?” “Why?” “Why?” “Why?” “Why?” We just could not understand what we were going through. Also makes me ask, why did the standard of assessments go up drastically while the standard of teaching actually got worse online? And to add to this mess, at times you would get the right answer and whoever set the questions would have fixed in the wrong one and you lose marks you deserve. For instance, according to one of my tests, mass = mass/density . WOW! PHYSIKSS.

Engineering Calculus I Test

Ladies and Gentlemen, the worst of the worst. The devil of my online experience. On this day, my spirit was crushed. And I will narrate the entire story. I’m going to attach a video to show you what we actually went through in this whole situation. We used another platform: Utest.unilag.edu.ng to take this test. Being in group A, I started my Calculus test at 8AM. The moment I started, I became jittery because question 1 was solvable but not the quickest one to solve. My lecturers words when he informed us about the test: “the time will not be enough but you have to do your best”, how are you giving students a test and not giving them enough time from the get go? All of this alone was enough to make me scared during my test. 25 questions in 20 minutes. That’s 48 seconds per question. So I started and on the first page I answered 3 out of 5 questions and skipped to the next page, with the intention of returning to the unanswered ones, that’s a very normal way to take a mathematics exam, especially when time is not on your side. On the second page I answered 4 out of 5, making it 7/10. On page 3, none of my questions loaded. I couldn’t see any of them. Applying common sense, I moved on to the fourth page where only one question loaded, which I answered and moved on to the last page. Summary: 12 out of 20 questions unanswered on the first four pages. On the fifth and final page, three questions did not load, the other two were not quick questions so I decided to return to the first page. I began to click on question 1 and it was not responding, why would Utest be messing with me this way during such a crucial time? It took a lot of clicks to realise that The Calculus Lecturer took away the option to return to the previous page in a Maths exam and DID NOT INFORM ANY OF US. This was the craziest thing to me, I was in disarray. It made zero sense.

Everyone knows that students will always go for the questions they find easier to solve, so there’ll always be skipping a returning in a Math exam especially when there’s an unreasonable amount of time but the lecturer took this option away and kept that information to himself. You can imagine the damage it did to those in Group A because no one returns to earlier questions until they get to last one. When I realised, I went straight to WhatsApp and sent

“MY GOD YOU CAN’T GO BACK”

to our group chat and about the same time I saw others in group A saying they couldn’t go back and they skipped a lot of questions. Look at this scenario, you’re taking a test and running out of time and you skip two pages of questions because none of them load and you later and painfully find out you can’t return to them, this is what happened to us that day. I felt like a victim of wickedness. I failed that test for sure because even on the last page, I guessed four out of five.

Summary: I answered 13/25 questions and about 5/6 were guesses. I also had about 15 questions in which the image did not load.

How am I supposed to pass that?

That same day, Engineering Algebra I Test Later in the day was the time for Algebra. This test was not as bad as Calculus because now we knew to guess and not just skip. But this test was impossible. The questions were not written to be solved in 48 seconds. I’m going to include a solution to one of the question just so you can see what I mean. Lecturers were not testing any knowledge here, they just wanted to know if you had seen that question before and could remember the answer It was a memory based quiz in my opinion. It was also very annoying how they just go online and pack some random questions without cross checking the answers, I’m sure this is the case because of some reviews I’ve seen. This was just to show you what we are actually going through. I just saw my exam timetable and it’s comical. I had to take a break from school work. It’s crazy how it’s seems we’re getting punished for a Pandemic we played no part in creating and escalating. Another thing that has annoyed me a lot is students who are able to login and see questions speaking to the rest of us like it’s our fault images are not loading. If I can live stream a football match then what is a few 100 kilobytes of a tiny image??? I’ll also put up the video where I showed them their “methods” were not working. I really wanted out this week. It was mad stressful. Some lecturers are acting like we’re writing in Ideal conditions. -Unilag is more interested in curbing cheating than actually conducting examinations- Thank you for reading and goodluck to me in my forthcoming examinations. God bless you all.

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fatheroffive · 7 years ago

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Hello, Mr. Uno

1. I love your name. It reminds me of another mistreated man, Benedict Arnold.

2. Can I give you a hug?! I saw your father, whom from now on I will refer to as Sperm donor, for that’s all he really is. I felt so sad.

3. Your children are just delightful, by they’re also workaholic perfectionists. They’re pen pals with Lance Gobbo, who is the same. I see you, you love them so much!

4. Again, about your sperm donor, you gave him life again, and he abuses you again. THAT’S the thanks you get?!

5. You’re so handsome in your Benedict form. Those glasses, the clothes you wear, and your hair. It makes you look so handsome.

6. I see you always trying to be fair and equal. I remember you giving Constance something really expensive she wanted and so the rest of them got more stuff that they wanted to match it, since what THEY wanted was all cheaper. Meanwhile, your sperm donor got you garbage, LITERAL GARBAGE when you were a kid.

7. Also, what else happened to you during your childhood?!

8. How do you plan to parent differently?!

9. How do you feel about brats who cry that their parents are abusive when they’re not. I know a child who does this. Her name is Sabrina. Her parents spoil both her and her sister Lottie, but when she’s punished for doing something wrong, she deems them to be abusive. How do you feel about this?!

10. Who’s your favorite child?! I know you don’t show it to them.

11. Lance reminds me of your children.

12. Your children go to the same school as the Decendants of the U.S.A. I remember when Constance told Antonio politely to “Leave that man (Shylock) alone”, and Sarah, Shylock’s descendant slapped him and hurt her hand because she slapped the mirror.

13. Your children are super smart. I heard that they’re even on the same league of intelligence as Giovanna, descendant of the idiotic Gratiano. Bruce is the smartest of them all. He’s in Mensa, right?! He is even better at chess than Giovanna is.

14. Lenny will make for a great future lawyer. Already he is beating Portia Jr. in half of the debates he has with her on the debate team. He also beat Daniel in being a good lawyer in Mock Trial club.

15. Isabelle is an excellent public speaker and has a high vocab. She is also the best in spelling .She even beat Giovanna and Lance. Poor Lance, although he beat her in the math challenge.

16. David is a human calculator. He is amazing at math.

17. You encourage their talents. What happened when you showed your sperm donor a talent?!

18. What was your mother like?!

Bye, I hope you answer.

Sincerely, one of your biggest fans.

I would appreciate it if you didn’t compare me to other people with my name.

No you cannot hug me, do not call Pappy a “sperm donor”, and I do not want your sympathy.

I don’t know who Lance Gobbo is.

I would prefer to not talk about that.

You mean outside the silhouette? They are not “forms”. My silhouette is a covering over my body that gives me powers and keeps me safe.

I’m fair and equal? I’m never either of those things and I’ve never gone out of my way for anyone. The Delightfuls just get what they want because I don’t have the time nor the patience to argue with them otherwise. 6.2. Pappy didn’t give me literal garbage. I got hand-me-downs from Monty. Different thing entirely.

Nothing I want to tell you.

Differently from what? Now? Pappy? Other people? In any case I don’t care. I parent the way I parent and that’s that.

I think they need a few moments in my Delightfulization chamber.

I don’t have a favorite. They’re all equally annoying.

Again. I don’t know who Lance is, nor do I care.

These “Descendants” kids go to Gallaghar Elementary? News to me. 12.2. No. I don’t know any of these people you’re talking about.

I know my children are smart. I made them that way. 13.2. No. Bruce is not in Mensa. My children do not have time for any extracurricular activities. They come home, do their homework, chores and help me plot to take down the KND. Any extra time they have, I garuantee you isn’t taken up with extra school activities. 13.3. They’re all equally good at chess.

Lenny isn’t in any Lawyer clubs. I would be proud of him if he became one, but as I said he doesn’t have time for clubs.

Who is Isabelle and why are you telling me about her?

They’re all great at Math. I programmed them to all be excellent at school for a REASON.

I really hate that you make so many assumptions about my relationship with my children. I tell them what to do and they do it. If I told them to go jump off a bridge they’re programmed to do so. I don’t have to encourage anything.17.2. That’s none of your damned business, you brat!

Neither is that!

((I appreciate getting things in my inbox but please discuss crossover headcanons with me prior to asking Ben about specific events within them. Also please ask about events from his childhood/with Pappy before stating them like they’re fact. These things make me feel like you’re trying to force your headcanons on me.

((My Father’s Delightful Children are ran by myself and @asklenard-knd and all headcanons are between us. I’ve never heard of this Descendants of the USA thing you’re talking about. I will not add them into my headcanons unless it’s RPed out by myself or Olive to place any of this into his universe.

((I also find the term “Sperm Donor”, as used here, very offensive. Pappy was abusive, yes, but in Ben’s eyes he is still his dad. I come from an abusive home where I didn’t have my mother for most of my life as well and just as Canon Ben I can’t see my dad as anything less than my dad. “Sperm Donor” is a term properly used in reference to a male that leaves before a child is born and never has any contact with the child afterwards.

((The blond girl of the Delightfuls is canonically named Ashley and that is the name Ben and myself use when referring to her.

((Father is only mildly less abusive than Pappy was to him.There are many many signs in the show that say he physically abuses the Delightfuls on a regular basis. It’s shown that he always puts them down and talks bad about them and doesn’t care if they hear it. It’s also shown that he had a standard of them that’s higher than what’s logical or appropriate. He punishes them for things that aren’t their fault. He has an explosive temper and they are SCARED of him. He buys them things and does special stuff for them, not for them or to make them feel special, but to keep his conscious from affecting him. He doesn’t really care about them the way he should through the whole series. He’s a bad person. Don’t make him look like a good one. He’s going through a redemption arch here on my blog but he’s never going to be fully good. He’s always going to struggle with the idea that he’s ever been wrong. He’s going to always have a sever temper. I will never label him as good. Never.

#headcanons #This whole thing made me very uncomfortable.#submission

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