#T1: I am ready for you!

[every-marveler-ever]

Tony Stark Bingo Mark VI

Tony Stark Bingo is one of my favourite things to participate in whenever they host events, I just love the inviting nature the bingo brings. I was so excited to join another bingo and even more excited when I realised I actually could yell BINGO!

THANK YOU to @tonystarkbingo for hosting once again (and I am sorry for calling it Mark VI I know you suggested Round 6 but the mark just makes me happy) I can't wait to participate in the next one.

TSB MARK VI CARD:

Name: Marveler Number: #6010 Bingo (x2) Squares: 17/25

masterlist | bingo masterposts

S1) Peter Parker: Moving In | College move-in day is always a stressful one for not only students but families as well and it’s sweet. [G]

S2) Stony: Laundry Day | Steve is looking for his jumper, his and his alone, Tony thinks the jumper he's wearing fits him just right. [G]

S3) Secret Hobby: Pinterest Scrolling | Tony likes to decorate, especially around the holidays. [G]

T1) Tower: Attic-ness | The attic is very attic-like unless it’s not an attic at all. Then it’s just a very high floor in Stark Tower that Peter has come across on accident. [G]

T2) Pepperony: Smiling Hard | Bucky likes Tony so it’s unfortunate that Tony is dating Pepper, or is he? [T]

A1) Drunk Dialing/Wrong Number: How Do You Meet A Soulmate? | Can a wrong number really lead to meeting your soulmate? [G]

A4) AU: Coffee Shop: New York Coffee | Days in New York are hard, they’re filled with paperwork and meetings and Obie breathing down his neck anytime he says anything of any nature, coffee helps with all these things (or at least most). [T]

A5) Vessel: What I Think A Hallmark Stucky Movie Would Be | Bucky is a lawyer, Steve works for ends meat, Bucky moves his parents into a new home and never visits, and Steve is their next-door neighbour and makes himself helpful. Christmas is slightly awkward when you haven’t been home in years and you are fairly sure you’re parents are replacing you. [G]

R1) On Opposing Sides: Game Day Experience | At Superbowl LIX, people are calling this the game of the century as they watch married man Sam Wilson play for New Orleans Saints against his very own husband Steve Rogers playing for the New York Giants. [G]

R2) Physical Therapy: Fatal Struggling to make your mind up on tough situations, that’s normal, this? This is not normal, especially not for Tony Stark. [M]

R3) Tony/Sam: Stark Gala Reunion | And they meet once again. [G]

R4) Witness: Background Character | Lila Rhodes did not expect to be in this lecture hall, she doesn’t even go to this school, so she really shouldn’t be a witness to one of the largest news stories in MIT history. The largest may be an exaggeration she’s making seeing as the news story includes her brother. [G]

R5) Anton Vanko: Bundle of Quiet Tony’s workshop is rarely ever quiet and when it is, he’s always ready for a screaming body of mess to come in. [G]

K1) PICTURE: “Anyone could see that the Prince was charming. The only one for me.” | Sam and Tony watch Snow White and The Seven Dwarfs, but Tony is fairly sure that it’s not Snow White on screen because he never remembers a proposal in the movie. [G]

K2) Tony/Stephen: Date Nights | Date nights are a little different now. [G]

K4) Steve Rogers: College Days: Ch1) Bias | Sam is just a column writer who graduated with a degree in journalism and he writes the sports column at Stark Media, that’s it. Steve Rogers on the other hand is a masterpiece on the American Football field, but that’s not it. [G]

K5) Pair The Spare: Not All That Spare | Tony Stark is okay with being single, he is happy just to sleep around, not caring who he is with, their gender or their personality. It doesn’t matter what his friends say at every gathering, he’s okay being single, and there is no need to pair the spare. [G]

[catchabiifyoucan]

February 10, 2024

Today was my first full day since I arrived yesterday and half day. My sleep was alright. It was really hot even during nighttime. Air trapped in the bedroom with AC and fan blasting on. I slept in the same bedroom with my nieces. Two bunk beds. The room was pretty spacious for 4 kids. We slept under the mosquito net so we wouldn’t get bit by bugs. I have been taking malaria pills because I do not want to end up becoming sick. I have to take pils before and after the trip to ensure I am well protected. I was not sleeping all the way..

I woke up sometimes in the early morning and would either type up blogs or watching Netflix series. My body was confusing since it was six hours between here and there in America. Good thing I came here a little early before the big birthday party. My body needed some time to get used and be able to adapt and adjust to whatever may make an impact on my body or affect me. It is good to travel slowly and allow my body to adjust/adapt in nice paces so my body wouldn’t be overwhelmed or broken down.

Last night my sister B asked me if I could cook pancakes for tomorrow breakfast. I had done that before in past Fall. And my nieces liked my pancakes very much. I was going to make my signature silver dollar pancakes that I always made back home. For some reason, I couldn’t sleep and got up early in the morning around 6 AM. I was in mood and ready to cook pancakes but I realized that I didn’t know where all the ingredients I needed for pancakes were. Not everything was labeled. I didn’t want to make bad pancakes. So I waited until someone woke up so I could ask for help. My niece T1 woke up early in the morning just to read books and play pretend. I asked her if she knew where the ingredients were. She said no. The nanny/maid came and set up the common ingredients. I saw that I cannot make silver dollar pancakes because i didn’t have baking powder. It was one of the most important key beside butter. So, I decided to make banana pancakes instead. I later found baking powder.

Admittedly, I was way out of place because I used to have cow’s milk but here you use instant milk powder to make milk. Just one part of powder and three parts of water to make one cup of milk. That really threw off my game big time. But I managed to make it work somehow. I doubled the batch since I had four hungry nieces. And bananas were not that ripe so that changed the game too. The more ripe the best tasting. My niece T1 asked me if I also can add sprinkles to her pancakes too. I haven’t done that before. I think I earned A for efforts!

After the breakfast, I was finally able to sit down and rest myself. It was a lot of work to make and cook pancakes from scratch. I took a bite of pancake and it was not so bad. Not so salty or bland. It was pretty good. Sometimes, you have to work with what you have to make it work. And I did. A big pat on my back. Would I do that again? Nope. I realize that I am too Americanized where I am used to things that are pretty convenient. This experience definitely taught me how to appreciate small things and give what you can offer/do rather than taking things for granted.

My sister B and brother in law J had to get ready and hit the roads so they could pick up my brother, sister in law and two nieces who also traveled from America. My sister B told me that it took them forever to get on the main roads/highway because all streets were closed. It is impossible to calculate time on departure and arrival. Because it’s Africa standard time.

My sister I and I stayed home with my nieces. They were supposed to have music/piano lessons but their music teacher cannot make it due to closed streets. So instead, they practiced playing piano on their own.

My two nieces had gymnastics class scheduled at 1 PM. Their nanny and I took a walk to the school nearby where it offered gymnastics class after lunch.

The walk was not that far but the hot weather made it so forever. I was sweating a lot even though I rarely sweated. I was not used to that walk in the hot weather. Good thing I brought water with me to stay hydrated. There were no long streets, a lot of blocks/avenues to take rights, lefts, up and down while walking. And streets were not very well- paved. There were no sidewalks either.

We arrived there early. My nieces took an opportunity to do the warm ups and stretch. Finally more girls arrived for the class. The class started a bit after 1PM. In total of 10 girls with one manager and 3-4 coaches. I never saw this kind of class before. This gym didn’t have any fancy or expensive equipment but they had very basic equipments. What impressed me the most was the coaches teaching proper and safe techniques that helped girls being more flexible and able to do the tricks like bridge, cartwheel, back flip with help, etc.

This class was completely different from my kids’ gymnastics class back in America. I feel that my kids would be more advanced gymnasts if they took class here in Nigeria. Simple but efficient.

Walking to the school nearby for gymnastics class.

To be continued…

[the-firebird69]

We do have some serious business here to talk about

-the warlock have you got an attack on the macs

-the hip and they struck all over in the max are counter-striking they instructed there is what to do this time and how to do it at the max did hear it and we're ready and the warlock got slaughtered

-trying to read my Lord has to be killed it doesn't understand that his robots are stopped and turned easily and constantly threatens our son who's putting the news out trumps a damn vegetable and needs to go.

I'm putting orders out there and have them killed immediately I want him out of our face he's so stupid

-there's this little a****** turd Garth focusing on him of course it's way overboard and he can't figure out his program is compromised for some reason and Garth is a complete vegetable that kind of smoked and just sits there doing it I was foreigners so they're doing it. But this guy next door is a complete idiot about it. So telling people certain things don't work and the idiot is upset when his machine doesn't work at all and people are not mad about us telling him I don't know if it's the a****** does certain things because it doesn't work and he doesn't know you have to get with it everybody else you're putting everybody in danger including our son

-where where it doesn't work and the idiot seas every time. You won't leave us alone either I can imagine how it what it's like but really that man is stupid you can't demand your stupid robots to work it's a man to pickup truck to work I mean you're such a freaking loser we need you on there should be easy at this point but it's not so I have to kill all your assholes like everyday you're stinking freaking trumpsters are dead meat boy this stupid people we're here for your autographs and tell mother f***** and since they're grinning like we have something for them I mean Jesus Christ what do you think the problem is you're f****** around with everybody messing up our systems and you're hurting us instead of anybody else we need you out of our hair I'm asking PGA and Brad and Jason take a look what you're doing today and last night is horrible that you need to be shot all the time it's really like the movie with Garth and I think it's these idiots some of them and really they just need to be burned

Jenna 2

I didn't tell you didn't expect this kind of stuff but really we don't know it doesn't work and it's ridiculous we've seen the thing turn around they seem to turn around a lot unto their committee and everyone's killing us and he says they're going to continue to to stop that stupid s*** all these people are dying cuz you think you're dumb work he says. It's not really why and the empire is taking the robots so good luck

Trump

How am I supposed to mount the defense or attack was your next door you're a f****** complete a****** to me. The other thing too but here this is a critical area and you're going to be playing for treason against the rebels too cuz you want to be your own thing and have it all everybody does it but not like this you're in that case stuck to me

Zues Hera

I have my own reasons and it was to make the robots work pretty much why it doesn't work and he says no s*** sorry to tell you something they're running the money and they're running in the house and everything else and not telling anyone

Trump

It is concealed and you asked me how they're doing it and they're in the banks and they're below on the t1 and they're inside a lot of banks but not as many as you think and they control the money it must be at the mint that's one place and they also control a shield if you go anywhere in the east coast of North you're in trouble and the house is Stan. And he told Trump that he was threatening him and that means in space with the fleet and said if you don't do this we'll crush you then he said that they have other people do it he knows a couple ways that they come from somewhere else or they're threatening something else and they stand on it. And he says the truth is he don't do much about it he just sit him here and stop certain things from happening and just barely and they usually there's a threat that's why they're doing it and that's how you can see it and it's very subtle but they're the ones only the threat because they control it and Trump adds those last three sentences

Zues Hera

We are under severe dressier duress we know that it's the Max and we've seen what they do and we have recordings we can't seem to break out of it and yeah they're taking over the robots and they're stealing them I guess I found out last night but find out how they're controlling us is important and he says that I might own the banks but the guys are just not there doing the job and they're running things and that's why the threat works like the circus like there's 30 components because it's 30 people and the max are walking around sometimes amongst us running this show threatening money and people and food and everything that we're threatening and making the smoke screen about they're using on us and we do have it on film he says that they just stuck away and it's right electronically and you can see him doing that a lot of times they threaten not to fix things that were messing up or to allow things to get screwed up then they come and pick us up that's a threat too and it's horrible what he says is if the Max has the power and the money and they do this kind of thing with it is sitting here threatening other people is what they want he told me that once and we started fighting the empire and got redirected and it was horrible and now it's terrifyingly bad that's why I tried to invade and mac daddy sees it and he knows about it and oddly enough he's a Mac and his kids aren't but he's strangely tolerant to this I sort of get why

Trump

Used to a brilliant I know and I guess one of them is now they both got it and it's pretty sharp but really we didn't catch on it we're trying to invade McDonald's or defending and we're both infirm and that's how they're getting us to do it mac Daddy has to take it as an opportunity with Chris crossing it today you're getting rid of her defenses and we won't have anybody to do anything he said they're all pukes and they're all against us and were taking robots. And I was spying on them well someone was for me and really that's extremely important

Dan

The empire is building a whole bunch of robots there are The siege but haven't done too much and what happens with a major components of their plan is going to is going to define what the outcome is but McDonald's or The underdogs but McDonald's probably have recordings of the max say it but that's what they're doing now taking the robots right now McDonald's are trying to build them they're another group that they take from

Thor Freya

I've never laughed so much in my life or cried so much I've been angry so much it's right here he's right you've been getting jerked around all the time by Max and really they can't afford to sit there and do this stupid yakov s*** anymore and then I'll get it and you have to have an economy and they don't get it and he says we think that the Foreigner said you do it cuz there used to be before and we're starting to see that too there's people telling us foreigners are getting aggressive with the max too and it's ugly especially in Africa they don't like them there at all and they hate Garth and they don't like our friends kind but will tolerate some more than these idiots they say and it probably trying to kidnap somebody they have to put up with some powerful black people that don't announce who they are and we get that too so dangerous country. But still these people are taking our robots now you see what he's saying that Max will be taking McDonald's will be taking it stand and more it ends up with the max so I guess when the max train take him is to try and take him back then and fight with a stan against the max or was Mac Daddy against the max or we won't get easy they'll just have them and rear them quickly and send them back

Dan

That's a thought and a very good one and actually works for us when they're coming in we need to grab them for information for some reason they have changed their defenses and a desert

Trump

We have a huge number of things going on but this is extremely important so we're going to publish

Thor Freya

Olympus

[qocsuing]

The Best Electric Bikes

The Best Electric Bikes

Ready to climb aboard your own electric bike? Thanks to an electric motor, ebikes let you pedal farther, faster and longer than traditional bikes, with models designed for all the usual roles: commuting, off-roading, mountain biking and even schlepping cargo. After extensively testing nine different models, my pick for the best electric bike you can buy today is the Velotric T1, and it costs a reasonable $1,800. Or you can spend a lot less than that—the Lectric XP 3.0, my choice for the best value in an electric bike, costs roughly half that. (You can read my in-depth reviews of the Velotric T1 and Lectric XP 3.0 electric bikes for more details, too.)Get more news about Adult Electric Bike,you can vist our website!

If you’re new to electric bikes, get ready for a little sticker shock. The least expensive ebikes start around $800, and there’s almost no upper limit, with some premium models costing well over $10,000. But you don’t have to spend a fortune to get a great ebike.

Remember that at the end of the day, an electric bike is still just a bike. No matter which one you get, you can pedal it normally or engage the motor when you need assistance. Some of the best ebikes, like the LeMond Prolog, are so lightweight and streamlined you can barely tell it’s electric until you feel the “boost” you get while pedaling. Others look more utilitarian, with visible batteries mounted to a sci-fi-style frame. Which bike ends up in your garage depends on your budget and how you intend to use the bike. To help you make a more informed decision, I packed nine bikes into my garage and, over a six-week period, put them through their paces to see which were the best of the best. Read on to see what I loved about each and to choose the right electric bike for your needs. The Velotric T1 proves that you can have your cake and eat it too, at least when it comes to electric bikes. The T1 packs so much into such an affordable frame—and rides so well—that it was an easy choice to call it the best electric bike overall among the bikes I tested.

Let’s start with the fact that the T1 barely looks like an electric bike, which is great for folks who don’t like the modern ebike aesthetic. It weighs just 36 pounds, second only to the 25-pound Lemond Prolog, which makes it light enough to carry around, hoist onto a bike rack or carry up stairs. And the two-tone color scheme is gorgeous.

But the real appeal here is that the T1 delivers so much for under $2,000. To turn the bike on, there’s no need to carry a key around like it’s 1987. There’s a fingerprint reader on the top tube that can learn a dozen different fingerprints; place your finger there for a moment and the bike turns on. Alternatively, you can fire it up using the mobile app, which can automatically sense your phone’s proximity and turn on the bike as you approach. The fingerprint reader doubles as a battery indicator and pedal assist level control (which you can also get from the app). On the other hand, that fingerprint reader/control button is the only display on the bike. Unlike other ebikes, the handlebars don’t have a display, so you need to put your phone into the built-in mount on the handlebars to see more details. This Class 1 bike can go up to 20 mph right out of the box, though you can easily unlock a top speed of 25 mph, which straddles the definition of a Class 3 ebike. There’s no throttle here, but this bike does have a smooth-as-butter torque sensor that delivers a very enjoyable pedaling experience, something I would expect to find only in a more expensive bike. I rode this bike extensively on flat and hilly terrain, and the 350-watt hub motor was more than up to the task. I loved riding this bike. And speaking of being pleasantly surprised, Velotric includes an eight-speed Shimano shifter and Tektro hydraulic disc brakes.

Because I am neurotic about the potential for bike theft, one of my favorite features in the T1 is its GPS tracking: If your bike is moved, you get a theft alert on your phone, and you can locate the bike at any time by tapping the app’s “Find My Bike” button. This feature is included at no additional charge, by the way, so you don’t pay a monthly subscription fee like the one VanMoof charges for a similar bike-tracking service.

One way Velotric makes this bike look so streamlined is by building the battery into the downtube. You can’t remove it for charging, so you’ll need an outlet near wherever the bike ends up living when you aren’t riding it. Despite the modest battery size (352.8 watt-hours), Velotric claims a maximum range of about 70 miles. That’s a little optimistic based on my testing, but if you use conservative pedal assistance, I am certain the bike can routinely deliver a range of around 50 miles, and that ain’t bad.

[soulmate749-blog]

So... it’s 2023

Wow. It’s actually 2023. It means that I am 22 years and a month old. I will turn 23 years old later in the year. I know that I am still young, but time flies. My twenties will end in a blink of an eye. I thought that I would spend NYE or New Years with my friends or a “boyfriend”. To mention, this is my 22nd year of being single. Can someone this year seriously stop this streak? Anyways, I am just in the house alone and writing this Tumblr post on the New Year. 

I wanted to write a journal entry about my Seattle trip while it was happening. I didn’t have my laptop with me, so I shall write it right now. 

I landed in Seattle on Christmas Eve. I stayed at Kimmy’s apartment for a week 12/24 to 12/31. There is a Korean dude named Louis, which I matched on Hinge back in October 2022. We had our first video call after the League of Legends Worlds. While I rooted for T1, he rooted for DRX. To make it interesting, we did a bet. T1 unfortunately lost, so Louis was given the opportunity to wish for anything when I am in Seattle. However, he was curious what I was wishing for, so I told him. I wanted him to go on a Christmas date with me. He smiled and happily agreed to it.

So... it’s Christmas. I wore my sock heels, skirt, a white long sleeve top, a cute gray jacket, and my gold Madewell earrings. We planned to meet up at 6:15 pm at La Vita E Bella restaurant in Downtown Seattle. I was holding his gifts (Ralph Lauren Coffee cup and coffee beans) in a Nordstrom paper bag while carrying an umbrella. The tips of my sock heels were very wet, and the paper bag was ripping apart. I was able to arrive at the destination two minutes early. I called Louis, and he told me that he was already inside. I entered the restaurant, and the server asked me if I reserved a table. She told me that there was no reservation under the name of Louis. Then, Louis came up to me because he heard his name being called. So, that was my first time actually seeing his face in real life.

We sat down and ordered our pasta and appetizers. I got this mushroom pasta, and he got carbonara. He asked me what my first impression of him was. I told him that he was cute. I genuinely thought he was cute. Then I asked him what his first impression of me was. He said, “I looked outside the window and saw a girl. I wasn’t too sure if it was you, but I was certain when I heard my name at the entrance.” I was not really sure if that was actually first impression. Then, he said, “Oh, I am not finished. I thought you were cute.” Okay, so at least we both were not catfishing. We had our talk, and he suggested that we should walk around downtown to check out some Christmas decorations. We see bunch of Christmas lights and this huge teddy bear. I remembered that I haven’t taken a BeReal that day, so I pulled out my phone and opened the app. I was hesitant to ask him if he wanted to be in picture with me, but I still asked because I have big balls. Louis said, “Yeah. I was actually getting ready to pose a selfie with you.” I was surprised and gladly took the photo with him.

After that, I really wanted to hold his hands. He promised that he would warm up my hands when I was in Las Vegas. I ended up mentioning what he promised, and he took my left hand and held it. I was happy, but I was not too sure if I really liked him or not. The moment we held hands it started to rain. 

We walked over to the Link station, and we were standing there until the Northgate link arrived. I asked him if he had fun, and he said yes. Of course, I said the same. We planned our second date at Nana’s Green Tea at 6:30 pm.

I went back to Fifi’s house to eat some hotpot and tell them what happened. I had fun during the date, but the important thing was if I really liked him enough to start a long-distance relationship. I couldn’t say yes exactly. I always think about William, my first ever crush. He is a frat Stanford dude that has so many red flags. And yet, I still like him. The biggest reason why I like him is because it is so comfortable to talk to him. I don’t try to be cute or anything. I talk to him like a friend, and my heart gets flustered. It is something I cannot control at all. I thought Louis would help me forget William, but it definitely didn’t.

So, the next day was our second date. Louis bought me this matcha latte float. It was delicious. We talked, but I was lowkey getting bored. The talk was very trivial, and I wondered if he felt the same way. I wanted to test the Platonic Effect again with him. I asked him if we could walk outside. We held hands. I confirmed that I didn’t like him. He took me to the Link again, and we didn’t talk anything about our third date. It was complete silence. Someone had to end our relationship. I asked him if he had anything to say, and he finally told me that I was like a younger sister to him. I was not hurt AT ALL because it wasn’t like I liked him either. 

The train arrived, and I gave Louis our last hug. I walked into the train station feeling indifferent. In fact, I took a BeReal there. It takes around 15 minutes to walk over to Kimmy’s house from the Roosevelt station. I called my best friend Carmen while I was walking. I started crying. It wasn’t because of Louis or William. It was because I was disappointed in myself. Why can’t I find a guy that I really love? Am I just being desperate for a boyfriend?

After the call, I was thinking alone. Although I didn’t like Louis, I was curious to why he saw me as a younger sister. Like I previously mentioned, our conversation was very small talk/trivial. I tend to avoid talking about my future and long-term goals because I still do not know what I wanted to do after I graduate. I don’t want the guy to see me as a girl who has no future. I want to be ambitious, but I am not motivated to go to med or dental schools. Therefore, I assumed why this was how Louis perceived me.

Today, it is January 1st 2023. My best friend Carmen will get a full time job in Massachusetts after she graduates. Kimmy is already working at Deloitte. What will I be doing after I graduate? I still don’t know. But I know for a fact that I do not want to go to med/dental school. I want to do something related to business, specifically product management. I want to prove to my friends that I am capable of something. I have realized that I have low confidence/self esteem. 2023 is the year where I need to grow and prioritize my future before getting a boyfriend.

I had stayed at Seattle for a week and didn’t feel homesick at all. I didn’t call my parents once. I would also intentionally have my phone on Do Not Disturb mode because I didn’t want to get any notifications from my parents. The biggest reason why I didn’t call them was because if I hear their voice, it feels like I am back home. The biggest reason why I went to Seattle was to get out of this suffocating home and to avoid their nagging. 

Therefore, in 2023, I want to stay strong and really accomplish something that will help my career. I can always find a partner anytime. Hopefully, I can find someone organically, not through dating apps. 

If I am still alive in 2024, I want the future Su to read this tumblr note.

Dear Future Su in 2024,

Hey it’s me but in 2023. I wanted to let you know that you have accomplished many things, even if you still haven’t landed a job. You probably have graduated by then. You are still young. You are only 23 years old. You have amazing friends that will talk to you when you need them. Just keep on trying, and don’t give up. You are doing a great job... One day, you’ll find a job and someone who will make you happy. And if you are currently employed and/or dating someone you cherish, congratulations. Regardless, I am proud of you.

Sincerely, 

Su 1/1/2023

[ggadget-blog1]

“Barcelona, estoy listo para ti!”, Gadget yelled in the middle of Ciutadella Park as she raised her arms. Before she could place her arms down to reach for her brochure, she felt a pair of eyes staring at her. “Golly, did I say that wrong? Lo siento.”

[clatterbane]

A little too much going on today, but basically all good so far! *fingers crossed*

First order of the day: Waiting around for Hornbach (Lowes/Home Depot/B&Q equivalent) to deliver the tomato planting setup plus a few miscellaneous lumber items to build some shelves, etc. They gave him an updated 10:00-3:00 time slot, when we need to get two other kinda pressing errands done in different parts of town before 4 p.m. 🥴 Yesterday was a public holiday, so yeah that complicated getting some crap done before the weekend.

Thankfully, they did show up just after noon.

That trundled up on the elevator into here, Mr. C hared off on the bus for a flying run toward the endocrinology clinic, to pick up some replacement CGM sensors for me. There were some mixups, plus the "oops they're closed" yesterday and my last one expired overnight. 😬 It was certainly a relief to get more.

I do indeed have multiple backup finger stick meter options, but didn't really want to have to spend the whole weekend basically flying my blood sugar levels blind, beyond like 5 snapshot readings a day. Rather than being able to see at a glance wtf it's doing at all times, with alarms in case things start going too wild. (Still kinda hard to believe this was still NHS standard of care for T1 diabetes. Talk about penny wise, pound foolish, as dangerous as that can turn fast and with basically no warning. 😑)

The sensors should also be covered (no cost) at the pharmacy, now that I am properly in the health system. But, we haven't managed to get the pharmacy stuff straightened out quite yet. Thankfully, the endo's office was fine with giving me a couple more fill-ins to cover the little transition gap. Just less than ideal timing all around, but ah well.

I do now have a new one initializing on my arm, which should be ready to use in about half an hour now. 😮‍💨

Trying to wait until then to head off on the next errand: FINALLY picking up the major quest item which is my Swedish ID card, from a Skatteverket office here in town! 🍾🥳🎉 (Which also closes at 4 p.m., yeah.)

I haven't been to that location before, but he actually went to try and get it once he saw the notification that it was ready Wednesday morning, before I was even up. But nope, my passport and his ID weren't enough; they were requiring that I personally come and get it. So, we get to most likely cab it over to IIRC Limhamn.

(My emergency passport also runs out the end of this month, and I couldn't reasonably send it in to the embassy for replacement until I had Swedish-issued ID! Will even need it to pick that up. 😬 You even need some valid ID for stuff like medical appointments and picking up packages here.

Cutting it pretty damned close as things stand, but hopefully it will work out without gaps. Worst case, I file a new application and pay another fee to the US Embassy, but hopefully we can get that postmarked while the damned thing is still valid. If just.)

But, with any luck? I should maybe have my Swedish ID card today, so I can finally get the freaking passport swapped for a full-length one. *fingers crossed*

[wrenhyperfixates]

Loki Series Thoughts—Glorious Purpose

Ok, I’m always nervous about posting my thoughts, but here we go. Spoilers ahead of course!!! (Disclaimer: Any gifs or images are not mine.)

Let’s start out with the episode’s name: Glorious Purpose. I know some people were a bit miffed about the emphasis put on the line, but I actually thought it worked well. It’s not so much that Loki actually believes in this “purpose,” but rather he is clinging to what he’s been told his purpose is. And by the end of the episode, he’s finally working through some of the things he’s been hurt by, abandoning what he’s been forced into and ready to be who he wants. Granted, it’s still going to take some time for him to come to grips with all that has happened, but I’m excited to see the journey.

The TVA. They undeniably suck. Whether or not it will be addressed directly, they are the (or one of the) antagonists in the show. What they are doing is, frankly, tyrannical. Three “time keepers” have taken it upon themselves to force countless versions of time and people into one single stream. And you know what? They can’t control that timeline. Not like they want to. As much as Loki’s line about “the weak” applies to himself, it applies to the TVA, too. It’s a facade of control that they cling to; if they truly had the right, the ability, to control time, everyone would follow their path. There would be no variants. Now, I could write a whole separate analysis on the MCU’s explanation of time travel. It’s convoluted and in a large way doesn’t make sense.

I’d like to talk about Loki’s characterization. I am, in a word, relieved. From the trailers, Tom seemed to be over-acting, something rather strange for someone so good at conveying deep emotions through nuanced actions. Now I believe any exaggerated lines from the trailers are just Loki trying to separate himself from who he’s been told he is, and trying to reinvent himself. I don’t think that’s a bad thing either; they’re not rewriting Loki, he’s just growing in a new way. And though this way is “new” I think it will be similar to what we’ve seen before. From what we’ve seen so far, there is good continuity, and they are addressing things about Loki that should be addressed in canon.

Loki projects. Most notably in the Avengers, but also a bit in Thor 1 and The Dark World, a lot of Loki’s lines can be applied to himself, though he is talking generally or towards another group. What comes to mind is actually something he touches upon again in the series. The illusion of freedom. And though it is not said that line in particular is him thinking of himself, it can be inferred based on his admission that the line in the gifs above apply to him. Also that little gesture when he says “weak” breaks me. He’s hurting so much.

Loki is not a villain. He may think he’s one because everyone else is telling him that, yet we’re already seeing it brought up that it’s not true. I can only hope that we’ll see Loki state this himself later in the series. He was largely forced to do what he did. It is not his fault, so how can he be a villain?

Loki cares. Tom’s acting is just *chef’s kiss* Seeing his mother’s death hurts so much. I love that his first response is denial. Loki is thrown into something he’s never known about before, being shown things that, to his knowledge, have never happened. But then when he’s had a few seconds to wander around the TVA on his own terms, he’s more come to grips with all that’s going on. So, when he’s by himself and see’s Frigga lying there, dead, it gets to him. Then seeing Odin still call him his son, he feels the slightest glimmer of hope, but also regret; he already knows in the back of his mind that he’s not actually going to get that. Loki’s living from second to second, trying to hold on. He probably thinks this ends with his death. (I do have issues with that Odin scene in context of Ragnarok but that’s more a tangential aside, so I’ll gloss over it for now.) Then seeing Thor and himself acting like brothers again is heartwarming. So just when he’s feeling uplifted, Thanos comes into the picture. He realizes how much control the titan still had over his life; he never really escaped. And in the end, Thanos made good on his promise. And that is terrifying! And he laughs at it. It’s a sad sort of laugh, one that’s slightly crazed. Loki feels that no matter what he does, it ends in pain. By the end of seeing all that, he is a man broken. Rather, more broken than he already was.

Loki is struggling. That’s nothing profound; it’s obvious. But where it really stands out to me is actually in a part I originally thought to be out of character. I am referring to “What if I was a robot and I didn’t know it.” Upon closer inspection, I realize it’s actually that his perception of himself has been so thrown that he really isn’t sure about his own chemical makeup anymore. Odin and Frigga keeping from him that he’s a frost giant made him so unsure of himself, he thought he might not even be a living being.

Nervous tics. Was I the only one noticing his leg bouncing when he talked to Mobius? And what about that scene when he’s sitting on the steps? He begins to pick at his hands. Note, that’s something he did in T1 after finding out he was a frost giant and while confessing to the Warriors Four about how he was the one who told the guard of their trip to Jotunheim. Just a little detail I really appreciated. (If anyone has gifs of any of these things, feel free to share :)

Mobius. I’ll be honest, I’m a bit undecided. I’m hesitant to say he’s evil. After all, we haven’t seen that much of him yet. However, I will say he is unscrupulous and manipulative. His questions weren’t to help Loki work through his trauma. Mobius was trying to goad him into helping, and likely was trying to gauge how much this Loki is like the variant he’s tracking. When Loki makes any admission of his feelings, it’s something he already knew, not a conclusion Mobius helped him reach. Mobius mocks him a bit and pushes his buttons because he sees Loki as a means to an end, and wants to know how easily he can get him to work with him. And what strikes me is how similar Mobius’s deal is to Thor’s deal in TDW. Thor doesn’t offer Loki freedom, he offers revenge. Mobius’s deal is just another variation of this. He can’t offer “salvation” but he can offer something “better”. Working for the TVA really isn’t better, though. So what does he mean? Well, I think he means a chance for Loki to prove he’s a hero. I hope as the show progresses it’s addressed that Loki doesn’t have to prove himself to anyone. That’s what he’s been doing his whole life, but I want Loki to see for himself that he doesn’t have to.

Miss Minutes. Propaganda. Plain and simple, it’s propaganda. Besides the way it praises the “time keepers” as amazing saviors, necessary to keep the world in order, it’s essentially saying “don’t think for yourself.” The whole point of the video is “the time keepers are great. The TVA is flawless. Trust us to decide everything. You have no autonomy in the world we want, so surrender your free will. Submit to the system we’ve decided is perfect and everything will be just fine.” Of course, by “just fine” they mean the variant will be pruned and the timeline will keep going as the time keepers see fit. The animation style was great though! It really fit.

The infinity stones. I think their inclusion makes sense. If you remember from Endgame, the stones being in the right place in the right time keeps the timeline from branching, and thus prevents the multiverse from being created. Likely, the time keepers used the stones to make their “sacred timeline.” Naturally, any variant time stones would cause a problem. That’s why they have so many extras. But think about how pointless so much of what happened seems. Nat, Gamora, Vision, Tony, everyone who was snapped, everyone who was left. So, literally the entire universe was flipped upside down for paperweights. It really puts Thanos’s pursuit of the stones into perspective, doesn’t it?

The cloaked figure. I think there’s some misdirection going on here in one way or another. Mobius says he’s chasing a Loki variant, then immediately it cuts to a scene with the cloaked figure. Our minds are likely to assume that is the variant then. But they don’t actually say it’s Loki, so I’m inclined to believe it’s not. Though, I don’t have enough information to say who I do think it is, I could make a couple of educated guesses and say Mephisto (he certainly interacted with Loki in the comics, plus there’s the stained glass window) or Sylvie. Well, whoever Sophia Di Martino’s character is. I know she was previously listed as Sylvie on sources such as IMDb, but that has since disappeared. But why would you have a “young Sylvie” (Cailey Fleming) without an older version? There is speculation Di Martino’s character will be Lady Loki, but I hope this won’t happen. If they make Lady Loki her own character, I doubt we’ll see Variant Loki get to be fluid. Even if it’s confirmed on the record, it’d be nice to see actually happen beyond a piece of paper. And with twist villains being such a prominent force in modern media, I’m interested to see who our cloaked friend really is.

Time travel. Like I said earlier, this is a lot. But I can’t talk about the episode and not mention this aspect in at least a little more depth. I don’t like how the MCU deals with time travel. I think it’s an unnecessarily complicated mix of a number of different, already complicated theories. However, I think Loki will ultimately escape from the TVA and create a multiverse too difficult to prune (and maybe he’ll actually get to burn the place down too!) This will then tie directly into Doctor Strange 2. Do you guys know what that’s called? The Multiverse of Madness. Actually, in the Miss Minutes propaganda, they almost exactly say “will throw the multiverse into madness.” Will we get to (finally!) see a certain raven-haired god meeting Dr. Strange? And maybe even the Scarlet Witch herself? Well, I’m not sure, but right now I think it’s looking pretty good!

And some random things that didn’t really anywhere else:

Peggy is in the background?! My thought here is that Steve wasn’t supposed to stay with her. This made not only a Variant Steve, but also a Variant Peggy. We may not see Steve, but I bet he’s been taken care of too!! And who knows? Maybe there will be a cameo later. Otherwise, it might be something that was cut from the show, or just a fun easter egg of sorts.

The score was so good! It sets the mood perfectly.

Loki is a good fighter. Even if he’s overpowered, he finds a way.

Some of the humor didn’t land, but that might just be a personal thing.

So now my final thoughts. It’s their strongest pilot yet. So much emotion crammed into less than an hour. A lot of exposition, too, yet it didn’t feel tedious (Endgame I’m looking at you). And then we get to delve into Loki’s psyche, something that really appeals to me! Overall, 9/10. I hope the rest of the series is as good!

Did I miss anything? Was there something you were hoping I’d mention and didn’t? Or do you have something to add or (politely!) disagree with? I’d love to hear it all! Remember, fandom is a safe space to talk about, analyze, and debate about things you enjoy. My ask box is always open with anon on. Reblogs and comments are great too. Thanks!

Me after watching the episode:

[khaleesiofalicante]

Hello hello babes how you doing

Feb was such a fucking *incoherent screaming* I barely had time to breathe pls all I wanna do is read and write about grumpy gay and sassy bisexual it’s pretty homophobic of work/uni for coming in my way sksjsjsksksk

Anyways, I finally got around to reading TLND. I thought I’d read it after it’s completed because if I got as invested as I did with LBAF my braincells would never let me think of anything else but since I have no fucking control- here I am with the shortest list.

T1- they are so soft but also pls talk to each other you fools

T2- I NEVER THOUGHT THE RUMOUR STORYLINE COULD HURT ME AGAIN BUT IT DID- but the love Rafael and Max have for Magnus I am emotion.

T3- PAIN

Now get ready for my first round of thoughts-

I was thinking of Magnus (as one should) and why you would choose Lightwood Mansion as their residence (other than logistical reasons like Alec’s job) because just the setting itself puts Magnus and by extension all four of them in an uncomfortable place.

Your home is supposed to be your safe place and living in LM clearly takes that security away from him? Now maybe Magnus doesn’t hate it but he’s still not a fan (that’s what I’m assuming from whatever little info I have till nowsksks)

In the first ch, it was mentioned that Magnus has like barely 5 ppl that he sees at home and while it’s a reflection of how secretive he is in the fic. I’m assuming it’s also because he doesn’t fully feel like it’s his place.

It’s similar in case of women who have to move into their in laws house and never feel like it’s their place (specially in desi households) and that has an impact on their relationship with their partners as well as their mental health. And while idk their reasoning for living at LM, there are a lot of power dynamics between Magnus and Alec here. And since you mentioned that Magnus feels out of place a lot in this fic, I think maybe this is also one of those factors.

Anyways here are my two cents on a topic nobody asked for. In conclusion, idc how difficult Magnus is in the fic I will continue to stan. Like everyone’s saying how Magnus is bad at communicating as if we’re not all Magnus irl lmao

okay tune in for more thoughts next week (idc how but I will find the time I’m not letting anyone come in the way of malec angst)

manifesting a better march for us 🕯 🕯 🕯🕯🕯🕯

okay Bye Dani. Take care. 🌻🧡

+ me waiting for malec to get together even tho its been 5 mins

omg you and me hating on February is the best thing. Love that for us. Bye February. You will not be missed!

Also me writing chapter 2: LBAF FANS ARE GONNA HAVE PTSD KDSCHKJSDNJK.

Your comparison to desi women not feeling that ownership or belongingness in their married homes hit me hard.

You'll find out about the mansions and why Magnus decides to stay in Lightwood Mansion.

One of the chapter themes is mansions <3

Thank you for reading even in the middle of all of this!!I really appreciate it. You can read it whenever you want. It'll be there for you.

Also I finally have a couple of days off and I am exicteeee to read the final chapter of All Too Well fic!! Congratulations on finishing it.

PS - As usual, your gif use is 10/10.

[wyrmguardsecrets]

This is in reference to the person with evidence of someone cheating on his wife but she depends on him. Be gentle with her,whatever you choose to do. I am someone who depends on my spouse and every day I wake up wishing I'd made very different decisions years ago. He's not a cheater, but he was abusive for a few years off and on. My dependence stems from after we were married, my health started going downhill fast. I'm a tangled mess of autoimmune disorders, a t1 diabetic and have had to have thankfully benign tumors removed multiple times. On my own, I'd not even be able to afford my basal and bolus insulins and that's just the tip of the financial iceberg. It's demoralizing and the depression that kind of dependence brings gathers rather quickly. Most days I have zero self worth. Often times I'm unable to work, but I've been looking into finishing my degree or getting some sort of certification or training to at least try. When I bring this up though I'm met with "Are you sure you want to do that, what if you fail again because of hospitalization" or "I don't think you need to do that" in addition to other things that seem to try to put a stop to my ideas. Yes, I am aware that while the physical abuse might have stopped, giving me reasons why I shouldn't to keep me indebted and dependent is also abuse which just adds fuel to the already stoked fire that is my confidence in myself. All of that is to say, I would want to know, but be prepared for her to possibly blame herself and be ready to build her up and tell her she is not responsible for his crappy behavior and actions. Go into it armed with resources that might help her if she decides to leave and be the very best shoulder for her to cry on whatever choice she makes.

[stayarmytinyzenmoa-l]

Infatuation [Teaser]

University AU

TW: Obsessive Themes, Mentions of Stalking

Genre: Suspense, Thriller, Psychological Horror

Pairing: [Choose Your Ending] Kim Jungwoo x Reader; Jung Sungchan x Reader; Na Jaemin x Reader; Suh Johnny x Reader

Summary: Basic normal, university students. Basic normal classes. Basic normal lifestyles. You never really put much thought into your everyday life. But when you caught the eye of a certain... someone, you realized that maybe you should pay a little more attention.

Y/N Pronouns: Female (She/Her)

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Word Count: 0.3K

Notes: Welp that post didn’t help because HERE I AM AGAIN AHAHAHAHAAH 🤡  Anyway... Felt like writing something more on the horror side, you know? Just for fun, plus I kind of dabbled a little with this in [this post] and I figured, why not? Let’s have some fun and write something worth reading, haha, I hope you guys enjoy this!

Disclaimer: Please remember that this is an AU and a work of fiction, obviously the idols mentioned/written about in this story would never partake in or condone these actions. I would never wish any of these actions to occur to the Idol(s) mentioned in the writings of these stories, nor do I wish any harm on them.

“(Y/N)!” Renjun held his hand up slightly, just at eye level, and flagged you over to the table he had saved for the both of you. You were quick to move over to him, the café booth serving as the perfect study spot for you and your close friend.

“How long have you been waiting?” You asked him.

“Not long, I got here about half an hour ago,” he explains. “No big deal! I got out of Literature early, so I figured I’d save us a seat,” he says. The barista walks by and drops off two drinks.

“And you got us drinks?”

“I think we’ve been here enough for me to know what your usual is,” he laughs. “I was debating on getting a drink for Somi too, but she said that she wasn’t sure if she was going to make it so I decided not to.”

“You know Somi’s order too?”

“Of course, hazelnut latte,” Renjun answers.

“Wow! We have such a great friend,” you teased him. He rolled his eyes and took a sip of his espresso. 

“I’m just a very observant friend,” he says. “So... not to be that friend, but what took you so long?”

“Ah, about that,” you were fully ready to tell Renjun everything that had been going on in your life for the past few weeks, but you couldn’t help but have this nagging feeling that you just shouldn’t. You couldn’t really explain why, but there was something that was holding you back, as if it was some past self of yours telling you ‘Hey! Don’t do it!’ But the thought alone sounded unfathomably ridiculous, and you were sure that Renjun would have just laughed at you and told you to stop being so paranoid.

After all...

Who would believe you when you said that you felt like you and your every move were being watched?

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[tisfan]

Ring of Thorns, Cha 3

Title: Outsider, Outsider

Written by: @tisfan art by @feignedsobriquet​

Square: 3023 T1 - headset image

Rating: Teen

Triggers/warnings: horror

Tags: Fairy tale AU, Space AU, rabbits. lots of rabbits

Created for: @tonystarkbingo

Word count: 2,249

Link https://archiveofourown.org/works/23753566/chapters/60014938

Special thanks to: @skye07 & @fightingforcreativity

 Stardate 5239.283.09

When JARVIS activated the sub-aural communication system, scrolling words across Tony’s field of vision instead of speaking, Tony wasn’t too worried.

After all, they didn’t know this Bucky Barnes guy from Adam.

Well, not true. Tony knew Adam Warlock quite well, in as much as anyone could, in fact, know anyone else. File that, JARVIS, he thought, look up Adam. 

Because the saying must have meant something, right.

But Tony wasn’t worried. Barnes was fresh out of a long sleep, he was disoriented, babbling.

And JARVIS was always just a little more cautious than his maker. Tony wondered where he got that from, since Tony and caution were barely nodding acquaintances.

Detecting anomalous readings, sir, JARVIS typed. Suspect sub-terminal communications.

Barnes has hardware installed?

Detecting chipping mechanism in spinal region.

Well, that wasn’t new, it was old. Old tech, used to influence people. Ions only knew where it had started, but propaganda was always a thing. Just, in the last sixty years or so, it was made illegal (again, according to what Tony had been able to dig up) to do so in a manner that a victim couldn’t resist. Tricking people into believing their government was always right, that was still unfortunately considered a matter of caveat emptor. 

But as recently as a hundred years ago, chipping had been a manner in which less than moral companies and businesses had installed methods to control people. Sometimes it was subtle. A chip -- which would do any number of other useful things -- would have blackware on it. Sometimes just to buy certain brands of products. Other times, it was… well, more dangerous.

Override?

You’ll need to reach the source, sir. Shut it down on that end. Otherwise, the only method for a rapid recall is cranial realignment.

That was to say, hitting someone in the head really, really hard.

Not ideal.

Can it be removed?

Because still, he liked Bucky. Was decidedly attracted to him. He wasn’t even sure why; they’d just barely met, and still, the idea of having to fight him, or even just knock him out, bothered Tony. There was something childlike and innocent about the man, whatever programming was going on in his head.

I thought true love’s kiss was supposed to break the spell.

Are we believing in fairy tales now, sir?

JARVIS could just stuff it, Tony would be petulant if he wanted to be. Bucky was nice, Ions-storm take it. He didn’t deserve whatever was being forced on him.

Although, the longer it went on, the less Tony thought Bucky was aware of what was happening. That he didn’t notice the pauses while he was listening to his programming. It might even have been malfunctioning.

JARVIS, track down that source.

Yes sir. I am sending the Mark II combat suit for you.

Tony didn’t so much as wince. He didn’t want to fight Bucky. On the other hand, death was not the preferred outcome either. Keep it pretty far back, I don’t want him to get triggered into a defensive position.

Tony almost lost his cool entirely when Bucky started talking about the tank of liquid etherium. Etherium was a theory, it wasn’t real. Or so he’d always been told. Of course, he’d also been told that magic spells didn’t exist, and that true love wasn’t real, and that money made the worlds go around.

Okay, so it might have been real, but it wasn’t stable. On the other hand, they’d said the same thing about the energy source for the arc-reactor, and look what he’d done with that.

So, etherium.

Except, based on the way Bucky’s face twitched, there was either something wrong with the etherium, or it was where the source of his subliminals were coming from.

Nothing to do but go forward, though.

You could run, JARVIS suggested.

You know I won’t do that, buddy.

“Right, show me where this tank is of yours,” Tony said. He knew his mouth kept moving, he was talking with Bucky, being reassuring, he was scrolling with JARVIS, he was planning and plotting. It was a good thing that he’d spent most of his childhood learning to multitask efficiently.

Well, technically, it was time-slicing. Humans, even enhanced ones, were only barely capable of multitasking, but Tony could time-slice like a motherfucker.

Part of his brain was dealing with his companion, who was looking like he was ready to puke or something, another part was drawing on his nanites to give him control over the armor suit that JARVIS had on standby, and by far the largest part was wondering what even, the fuck, was Hydra, and did she have anything to do with the Etherium gas?

Probably.

That just seemed like too much of a coincidence to be dismissable. But coincidence was not causality, he reminded himself.

Just because it seemed like it couldn’t be one without the other, didn’t mean there was any relationship between the Etherium and the monster.

Whatever Hydra was.

The rabbits were--

The rabbits were lining the path. Not so even as to be called rows, but they were-- more and more of them, coming out.

To watch, or to guide, to protect or to attack?

Tony didn’t know. 

Coincidence is not causality.

I am a man of science. I don’t believe in magic.

Magic is merely technology which we cannot yet explain.

Despite that, Tony was feeling pretty goddamn superstitious. Like, the rabbits were a good sign, right? He didn’t think he’d ever heard any stories about evil forest animals, even when he was in cradle school.

The lights dimmed as they moved further into the station; Bucky swayed and Tony thought he was going to fall. He swept the man into his arms, unable to do anything else. He couldn’t let Bucky fall.

Tony had always wondered, in those hundreds of stupid holo-films that Rhodey loved so much, why it was the hapless hero or helpless heroine was driven to seek out the monster, the murderer. Wouldn’t it have been much safer to run away, to wait until day, to get reinforcements? But no, there was always some valiant idiot creeping through a dark tunnel, the murdering beast around the very next corner.

And here Tony was, being the exact kind of idiot that he yelled at on the screen.

Compelled, almost. He had to see what was down there, what was… doing this.

And maybe, just maybe, conquer it.

The Evil.

I am a man of science, he insisted. If there’s anything down there, science can explain it.

Tony was vaguely aware that JARVIS is screaming at him. Not just speaking in a sterner voice, not scrolling text across his retina, but actively yelling.

Bucky was also speaking, something ridiculous and useless. 

Tony ignored them both, stepping further into the darkness.

Something was calling him.

Something he couldn’t deny.

“Hail Hydra.”

*

Stardate 5239.283.09

JARVIS -- Just Another Rather Very Intelligent System -- was a created intelligence. He was not, in any standard definition of the word, alive. He did not have any biological parts, although Mr. Stark had offered on any number of occasions to make a construct that would allow him to experience a fixed form.

JARVIS had always refused. He did not see the need to be flesh and blood, to experience pain, to eat food, or do any of the other messy biological functions. No more than most humans -- or other life forms for that matter -- would see the need to experience true logic, pure calculation.

He was not human. He would never be alive.

He did not, according to many, have a soul.

A soul, JARVIS understood to be, that part of a life form that continued on after the biological form had faded. 

The mind, however, was a complex machine, that operates on the same physical laws as all other objects in the universe. If the soul existed inside the mind, then JARVIS was as ensouled as any living creature. He had a mind. He could think independently. He had obligations and protocol, certain living creatures he was more apt to go above and beyond protocol demands than others. 

It had been a matter up for debate many times; did Artificial Intelligences have their own free will. If they did, could they be punished for using that free will to commit crimes? Or was that burden on their creator? Ultron, Jocasta, the Legions. There were hundreds of examples of AIs that had committed crimes, sometimes on behalf of their creator and sometimes as a rebellion against their creator. And sometimes, it was just faulty programming.

JARVIS had, of course, submitted his own report to the collection of data that was maintained by Enoch, who was the chief librarian of the Chronicoms, an ancient semi-biological, mechanically enhanced race whose purpose was to chronicle all of life and history.

 All of this -- which was a mere portion of one cycle of computations, the process that made up JARVIS’s thoughts -- while he was attempting to determine what, the fuck even, was going on.

Sometimes JARVIS thought he’d taken too much of his creator’s personal idiosyncrasies for himself.

In this case, however, if the data fit the drive…

He’d been getting anomalous readings, completely off the charts. If there even were charts for the sorts of readings he was getting. 

A life form-- 

Not human.

Not rabbit.

Not-- not anything JARVIS had encountered before. There were new species protocols, but JARVIS wasn’t a first contact ship’s AI.

He didn’t have the staff aboard to initiate contact.

Technically, by that mandate, he should have left initial contact up to the other party. Preferably evacuating his human crew and their guest, and informing the First Contact Association staff of a potential new species.

JARVIS did not have time for that.

And he was almost sure that the unknown intelligence had contacted Mr. Stark first.

JARVIS wasn’t certain how Mr. Stark was being contacted. He could not detect any radio signals or waves. Just the growth of certain gamma radiations. 

JARVIS tapped the station’s computer. It was slow and stubborn, but deep in those databanks might be the answer JARVIS needed. When had the rabbits taken over the station? Did they know anything? Was there any way to communicate with them? They might have been witnesses, generations back. The form didn’t seem to have developed any sort of written or data storage communication.

JARVIS found a set of recordings, vast and untapped.

They’d started about a year after Barnes shut down the station.

Rabbits. Stamping. Their signal, from one beast to the next. Until the entire warren was stamping.

The station computer had recorded it. From the very first time it had happened, until this morning’s rendition when Mr. Stark had boarded the ship.

Communicating.

The rabbits were communicating.

JARVIS examined all the footage. Listened to it. Traced patterns, turned patterns into rhythms and rhythms into song.

The rabbits sang in percussion beats.

And it could be translated.

The rabbits thought of themselves as Insiders. The Insiders lived in the station, and everything else was an Outsider.

Mr. Stark was an Outsider. 

They didn’t really see JARVIS at all, didn’t understand that he was there, that he had a presence. To them, he was nothing but noise that followed Mr. Stark around. 

Outsider, outsider, outsider.

They followed Mr. Stark around, trying to understand in their little rabbity way. He was an Outsider. From Beyond the Door.

They knew what was Beyond the Door. The great Beyond-- the nothingness that froze and killed. 

Before today, they’d never known something could Come In.

They knew the Sleeper. 

They knew… the Watcher with Many Arms.

Hydra.

Another creature, lurking deep in the station. She really almost was the station now, living inside the conduits. A creature with no form, and every form. She was the devil, to rabbit-kin, as the Sleeper was God, kind, patient.

He who had Come In? They weren’t sure what he was.

Who he was.

What his purpose was.

They huddled together, nose to nose, paws barely making a sound. Like a whisper. Outsider, outsider.

And Hydra, the watcher, the waiter, she of a thousand eyes. Was watching them.

Had they ever thought they were free from her sight?

Outsider, outsider.

JARVIS slid a portion of his code into the Mark II. Used one metal finger to tap on the wall, imitating their sounds, their language. Their words.

Outsider listens.

Every single rabbit on the station froze, and as if with a single hive mind, lifted up on their hind legs, one ear twitching.

As if they’d heard the voice of god.

Outsider.

It started as a whisper, barely audible, until the station rang from their cries.

Mr. Stark and Mr. Barnes barely reacted, caught in their dreaming hallucinations, hearing the voice of Hydra.

Outsider. Outsider.

JARVIS paused. He was going to make for himself legal difficulties with the FCA and probably most of the various legal governments outside the Ring.

Listener. It was a correction. Mr. Stark was the Outsider. JARVIS was the listener. He needed them to understand that he was different; a part of Mr. Stark, yes, but no more the same being than Mr. Stark’s biological child, if he ever had one.

Listener.

 Listener.

Listen to me JARVIS thudded. Listen to me. Listen, and give aid. Listener is a friend. The Listener guards your safety and happiness. The Listener guards the Outsiders. The Listener is a friend.

We listen. 

[hmlegacy]

My COVID-19 Experience (Long Story)

In late September, around my birthday, my aunt got weirdly sick. This is the aunt that was diagnosed with Stage III or IV stomach cancer last October, in 2019. She took and completed chemotherapy successfully, her cancer is in remission, she was doing great. That being said, she just got off the chemo in perhaps July? If you don’t know, chemotherapy absolutely wipes out your blood cells and depletes your counts. This means you are susceptible to all sorts of illness.

We have been doing every guideline imaginable with this pandemic. We didn’t go out except for necessities--even if we did go out for a superfluity, we had the mask, we wore gloves and disposed of them, and we were constantly washing hands or using sanitizer. From March to October--7 months--we were good. Then all hell broke loose.

My aunt got diagnosed with pneumonia. The doc in the box, however, did get scans of her lungs and found the telltale crystallization and wanted to do a COVID-19 test. My aunt only had a few symptoms but, naturally, they were weakening her supremely. Just got off chemo. Thusly, because of this, she also was taking all necessary measures. Her best friend who lived down the street from her would bring her groceries...however, this best friend is also a community church leader, she would get the food from the banks and redistribute it to the homeless in our urban areas of town. A beautiful gesture...but is putting you around people that probably are not wearing masks.The friend is similarly sick but, due to my aunt’s immune system, her symptoms generate quickly.

My mom takes my aunt to the hospital because she is getting no better treating it as pneumonia. My mother is using the mask and everything but the negligent hospital actually allows her to stay in the room...because they think it’s pneumonia. It is not pneumonia. Come to find out, she is COVID-19 positive.

My cousin and I had a conversation with a longtime cohort of ours. It went like... “I got a call from (aunt’s best friend) and she was making these long dramatic pauses and my heart just plummeted.” I said, “Yea, you thought she was gonna say your mama was gone, right?” “Right! And she was just like...’I’m not feeling well’.” The cohort expressed his confusion as to why we were so...pessimistic. I advised “We’ve been through that call a lot”.

My aunt’s best friend died.

So, so, so much confusion. She was younger than my aunt, had some breathing issues but they were being treated, and she was very energetic. She went to the hospital--the hospital kicked my aunt out, saying it was not ‘safe for her’. My aunt went home...and recovered. They had her friend and kept her. Every day, the story changed but it sounded like...she was getting better? They were giving her steroid treatments, they put her in an induced coma to keep her fever down, the doctor said she’s doing ‘much better’. I woke up to my mother screaming. She was gone. She also had COVID.

My mother...went to where I work in administrative to get the testing. The only person she’d had contact with, really, was my aunt. She also had COVID...and, therefore, the rest of us had COVID.

I’m not describing the time frame well at all. It’s just jumbled. But there were spaces where COVID-19 was dismissed and not on the table by certain professionals. Testing here still is taking upward of 3-5 days. My dad, the hypochondriac, goes to a facility, they diagnose him with upper respiratory infection. Down the damn hill from there.

I love my dad to pieces but he is the most dramatic human being I know. He’s the type of person that will list details about the past and throw in a line like “so really, you’re lucky that you were born” or something to get an emotional response. And because I’m not that person, I’m just like “I mean, if I wasn’t born, how would that have affected me? I wouldn’t be there?”. He’s just a very...emotional human being and I’ll admit...we tend to not always take him seriously as a result.

I started coughing. Tired. Weak. Fatigued. My mom had similar symptoms. Nonetheless, if I had to call it anything, I’d say it was like a moderately bad cold. My dad also had the same but he kept saying, ‘this is bad. I’m telling you, this is bad’. As a reminder, I have T1 diabetes, hypothyroidism, and, per the diabetes, heart disease to a degree so I am not...a great candidate for being around illnesses. But, I trucked through and helped my mom care for my dad...after my aunt’s best friend died, my dad insisted we take him to the hospital.

This probably is where the story diverges away from ration and takes on what many might call ‘conspiratorial’...but, another reminder, we are black. Historically, our medical complaints get ignored until we are fully in the throes of the worst possible outcome or dead. I complained about my heart from the time I was sixteen years old, it was always kind of dismissed as ‘that’s weird’ and a shrug, and it took me having a small heart attack at 28 years old for it to be taken slightly seriously. The hospital that had been keeping the best friend? Well, in my experience, they literally kicked me out perhaps four hours after I had my stent placed. Basically, we don’t trust hospitals often.

My mom is sobbing. My oldest brother is irate. We don’t trust hospitals, he’s like, ‘no, no, don’t take him to the hospital. What happened to best friend is going to happen to him’. I’m thinking, ‘look, I’ll take him to my alma mater’s hospital, they’ll do the testing, they’ll reassure him, and he’ll feel better’. That’s how his hypochondria works, once he knows what it is, he recovers so much better, even if it is the basic cold. So I take him, they give him a pulse ox reader, an inhaler, and tell him to isolate until the results get back and send him home.

We’re all relieved. For a few days. He is deteriorating. I try to treat him for his symptoms but he is not doing great. I took his pulse ox, it was reading 75. Should be in the upper 90s, ya’ll. I called my alma mater’s hospital, she basically admits the things are faulty, but, that if it’s showing that low, it’s probably not a good sign and he needs to come to the hospital. Panic again, I take him back.

By this point, I’m like, ‘Do I even have this thing? I’m treating it like I do but...’. So, when I take him in, I tell them we’ve had exposure and I would like to get tested. The hospital takes me back and a nice nurse tells me, ‘look, this thing is crazy. It’s essentially unavoidable--it’s everywhere. And it is not being addressed correctly’. While not reassuring in any way, this did make me realize it was just a matter of time before this occurred...just wasn’t expecting it like this.

Naturally, because this is where I get all my treatment, they go in and find that, uh, you had a heart attack? And, essentially, they just admitted me. I was like, ‘no, no, I’m okay, I think, I just want testing’. But they give me the whole routine to be safe, x-raying my lungs, blood tests, EKG--my EKG looked normal when I was having the heart attack, I really just want them to stop utilizing this thing. I hung around, they took the test, found everything looked okay...but they are going to admit my dad.

They allow me to go see him which was also crazy and I hung around for a while. He looks really, really bad. This is not his dramatics. I video call my oldest brother and he’s just devastated because, seriously, if any of my dad’s dramatics are at work, it seems like he’s just given up. But he does insist he hasn’t, he just doesn’t know. I tearfully leave him and the doctors here seem a bit bewildered by my response and insist he’s going to be just fine. I look at my online portal results in a few days, I also have COVID.

My older brother is on the autism spectrum. He is verbal to a very, very small degree--he speaks words but you have to know him to know how to apply them (Like “left” means “the highway”). It’s a very short list of words and he doesn’t offer many to us to use to have him understand--mostly because, if anything, he is insanely stubborn and does not want to understand. It is his way or he’s going to have a violent outburst or just flat out ignore, even to his detriment. My mom was eating a bowl of soup--he snatched it from her, something he has never done, and basically drinks it. Before anyone can say anything, he has consumed this bowl of tainted soup and we’re all just gawking at him in horror.

Needless to say, he also got COVID-19. He was...okay, for a bit. Seems to be the story. Then, slowly, he just can’t get out of bed anymore. He starts vomiting, he has gastric issues, he cannot eat, and he is falling. Meanwhile, my dad is in the hospital and I am increasingly fatigued and hurting. My knee injury from 2011 flares up intensely and I am in excruciating pain. I’m like, ‘this cannot be COVID’. Nope. It is, per the nurse assistant I called.

Everything--and I mean everything this illness could have targeted, it targeted. I was nauseous, I was hot (but no fever?), in pain, and tired. But, again, because my mother and I were the least sick in the house, we had to keep trucking along. My dad stayed in the hospital for a week. He started hallucinating and I guess that was the final straw, they said, ‘he’s good’. I went and picked him up, he was...weird. He came home with a lot of tomfoolery and drugs that literally had as the first accepted side effect ‘hallucinations’ and incessant hiccups. Again, another symptom of COVID.

We fixed that. But my poor brother, he was...he was in tough shape. Like, he could not keep anything down. There were days where he seemed to recover and then went back down for the count. Because this particular hospital did so well with my dad, we took him there as well. It’s a little trickier with him, if he does not want to be there...he does not want to be there. He was ready to go by the morning of the next day and was in full angry mode at points. Only my mom could stay, however, so she had no real calming support. They didn’t really get a good grasp on what was wrong with my brother--they tried multiple diagnoses but none of them checked out. They found his anti-seizure meds were destroying his blood counts so they changed that and sent him home...so he could just continue to be fatigued and tired.

Everyone...is okay. My aunt recovered but her best friend and closest companion is gone. The husband’s family blamed my aunt at the woman’s wake, over her body, for her death and, if you ever wonder why I write such dramatic stuff, this is why, this is the nonsense I end up around. I can’t...imagine the pain of not being able to properly attend your best friend’s funeral because of shunning but my aunt was in pieces and I admit, I was ready to go fight some people. My cousin almost did--I promise you, this lady was the sweetest woman and, if there is an afterlife, she is probably just as appalled. Her mom called my aunt and told her not a living soul in the best friend’s family thought she had anything to do with it.

I write this long AF journal to say...this thing is all types of real. I didn’t have it that bad--the mildest form, I would say, compared to most, just aside from being asymptomatic. But I do feel somewhat different. My thoughts feel like they’re in a fog--I’m still a bit tired but I’m always tired. Forgetfulness and jumbled are my biggest peeves though. I’m keeping sharp but, observing it in my parents, it’s a little...concerning. We luckily don’t seem to have longterm breathing issues but...

Bro is okay. I’ll admit to my fault that we didn’t a hundred percent realize how bad that drug for his seizures were. Depakote...was apparently a big component in a lot of his angry outbursts. He’s been having these outbursts for twenty years. I don’t...understand how he had all these doctors that we explained his behavior to and they were just like ‘that’s normal’ when he has meds with these side effects. The new meds, unfortunately, made him depressed so he was crying a lot and we don’t like that either but with some tweaking, he’s...about the nicest guy. Still demanding, really, but he’s...got more patience. Not bursting into tears too much or angry too much, just very balanced and cordial. About...really the only good thing to come out of this.

I will say, do take this seriously. We weren’t fooling around and got this thing, we were helping a family member not die. But that means you can definitely get this with some of the behavior I’ve seen--please, we’re getting new leadership, we’re well into a vaccine--I know people can’t avoid work. I know people can’t always avoid going out either--it is detrimental to a lot of people’s mental health which I don’t think many people on specifically this site grasp? There’s multiple reasons why being contained in a house is not mentally healthy for some people. That being said, don’t...go to weddings with hundreds of people? Don’t have weddings with hundreds of people. I know we all had plans for this year, I know I did--but don’t be a source for anyone having to suffer. If you must, if you want, just keep it small and contain yourself afterward. We are almost there.

My experience was a best outlook outcome...and someone in the story still died.

[youarejesting]

BTS365 Prompts.Week 46

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Kim Seokjin - bitter

Kim Seokjin was a model student, as well as both a model and a student. He excelled in everything and was loved by all, the only problem was you. You were always there either ahead, beside, or behind and you didn’t even try. Here he was trying his hardest with his studies and taking care of his appearance, skin, diet, and fitness. Not to mention struggling to get modeling gigs around the school, he would fight tooth and nail and you were rocking up last minute getting calls to join his photo shoots. He couldn’t escape you.

But the fans loved you together, they had started to ship you both bringing up your intertwined paths and he felt guilty for reading some of the fanfictions written about you, both because he hated and loved them. They always painted him as a gentleman that helps and protects you and has swag and you are sweet and attentive.

He wishes that were more like you. When you spill coffee on him in fanfics you help him dry and change maybe sneaking a kiss in the change room. In real life, you just give an ‘oops sorry’ and move on leaving him in a stained shirt.

That is until he wants to check the time but is too lazy to get his phone from his bag so he gets yours off the desk. Your background is a picture of the two of you from your first photoshoot. He feels kind of warm and soft at the thought. When a notification pops up, [Underwear: by JinxReader4life has updated chapter 15] A smile spread across Seokjin’s face as he placed down the phone and went to his bag for his own.

Searching for the fic, he found himself blushing, this was a heavy romance and he was kind of a jerk. He had to stop reading ready for the photoshoot, which funnily enough was an underwear and pajama company. After the pajama shots together laying and sitting on a bed. Jin was soon only wearing boxer briefs and you were in bra’s and underwear.

He was supposed to sit with you on his lap looking kind of sexy when he posed exactly how the fic described and he whispered in your ear the exact line from the fic. “We have to stop meeting like this, someone might think you have a crush on me”

Your cheeks were bright red and you buried your face in his chest, in embarrassment. Maybe he didn’t feel so bitter after all, maybe he enjoyed your unexpected company.

Min Yoongi - almond

It was getting cold, you shivered when your feet touched the bare wooden floors. “Where are my slippers, Holly?”

“Wait, I will get your slippers?” Yoongi laughed getting out of bed and racing around to locate and help you put on your slippers. You scuffed through the house freezing. “Why am I so cold?”

“How big are we today my love?” Yoongi opened his dressing gown and letting you snuggle against his chest.

“Um…” You checked your phone before slipping from his embrace to the cupboard. “Today marks the middle of week nine and today, the baby is the size of this almond”

“Wow you are growing so fast, I remember when you were just a little grain of rice?” He whispered to your belly.

Jung Hoseok - Tongue 

“Hey Y/n,” Namjoon called, “someone named Tongue emoji is calling?”

You raced for the phone and snatched it from Namjoon cheeks heating up, “Hello baby, is everything okay?”

The boys were all watching you and you tried to avoid their eye contact “I will let them know, okay bye”

“Who was that?” Seokjin and Taehyung grinned poking your sides with teasing laughter.

“Hoseok says he is going to be five minutes late he is just picking up some things”

They teased you to no end and just as you thought the teasing died down, Hoseok walked in grabbing you by the back of the head and kissing you fiercely. “Ah so that’s why”

“Why what?” Hoseok asked with a smile

“Why you are named tongue emoji in Y/n’s phone” Jimin nodded

“That’s not why Jiminie” Hoseok grinned cheekily and got ready for dance practice.

Kim Namjoon - twister

“Ha ha ha” Heavy panting from Namjoon was all that could be heard in the moment, as beads of sweat rolled slowly down his neck.

“Namjoon you have to loosen up, you aren’t loosing this for us” You shouted “We have to win come on”

“Yeah I get that but you try to put left foot red while you’re bending backward of Jungkook and under Seokjin” He hissed his foot almost slipping as he slid it behind him. “Who’s idea was it to choose the rooms with a game of twister?”

“Come on Namjoon, think of the master bedroom” You laughed, you didn’t really mind what room you got, you just liked to cheer Namjoon on, knowing he preferred the push and encouragement to when you were indecisive or dismissive. He liked to work hard to accomplish things for you.

Park Jimin - chaos

Namjoon dropped Jimin off at day care with a small smile watching him run off to his best friend Taehyung, the two hugged before they shared the dinosaurs amongst the two of them. Namjoon loved nothing more than being a dad, and was glad that when he started back at work he would still receive updates from the Day care centre with pictures and stories of how Jimin’s day was going. Today started the same breakfast and playing with toys and music inside and then it moved to playing outside. 

The next picture had Namjoon in stitches it seems Jimin had upturned the massive sunscreen dispenser and he and Taehyung were covered in a thick layer of the uv protecting cream.

Kim Taehyung - never

You were playing a game of never, Taehyung said the dreaded “Never have I ever kissed someone,” putting a finger down himself but getting two other people out. It seems he would risk his own fate to get the others out. He turned to see you with all five fingers up and frowned. 

“What do you mean you have never kissed someone?”

“I just, no one really looks at me that way, I am not really the person people want to kiss” You shrugged and he surprised leaning in his lips brushing your softly and as he pulled away he realized.

“Oh I am so sorry, I didn’t even ask?” He pulled you into a hug apologizing and you laughed.

“It was fine, it felt nice thank you for being someone I trust to give me my first kiss” You thanked him.

“That wasn’t a real kiss, people kiss there loved ones like that” Namjoon hissed feeling slightly annoyed he had gotten out.

Taehyung leaned in whispering gently, so close you could taste the sweet wine on his breath, “Can I kiss you again?”

Jeon Jungkook - voices

(I know I have done something like this before but the new RUNBTS ep got me wanting to write a series like this)

Jungkook started playing the latest online mmorpg, meeting some of the best players and slowly becoming the top guild within the game Pillage of Power known by the youth as POP! The guild Castle Bangtan was run by some really smart young man that Jungkook looked up to. His name was Ramon of destruction and he was their brains. 

Next was WWH, he was the Cleric a full of bad puns but the best buffer, had really quick protection spells and an odd animal companion. Suga/r was their lazy wizard who had so much skill and yet never used it unless they needed it. HobiHobi was there champion he was a great ranger, he had a sharp shot and rarely ever missed.

Chimmy was a Barbarian and he was always ready to fight, he put in a lot of effort so as not to let the team down. Vante was a Rogue, the most sneaky of the group always sharpening his skills when he could. And that Left Jungkook known as Kookie the Bard he could charm anyone if he tried. They were the top guild but they were being challenged by the rising guild T1 there members Faker, Teddy, Effort, Cuzz, and Canna. 

The tournament began everyone who had a guild had the chance to compete to rank in the game and Castle Bangtan was rising quickly up the ranks. The POP! Tournament came down to the last four teams the Semi finals and the finals were to be broadcasted in the large stadium, The other teams were professional gamers in teams and here they were just a group of nobodies from different towns and cities in South Korea.

Jungkook was handed the purple jumpsuit he was to wear during the broadcast, they had their names on the back. He slipped into the suit he had been sized for over email and he grinned. He felt so cool. Stepping out into the waiting room out back he saw a broad shouldered gentleman, “You must be Chimmy the barbarian?”

“No, I am WWH” He laughed his squeaky laugh.

Jungkook looked around and saw a tall figure, his black jumpsuit with the purple trims had the words Ramon of destruction. Trying so hard not to freak out he stood by the refreshments. “Try the lamb skewers, they are nice” a drawl said from the couch. 

“Suga” Jungkook said grinning

 “Kookie” He gave a soft smile back and shook his hands.

“Don’t get nervous now” Suga sat up and patted the younger boys back, “Chimmy has already drank his weight in water and is in the bathroom again.

“I am back, does anyone else think the legs of the jump suit are super tight, I can barely walk, feels like I am going to bust them”

Jungkook saw the young man and smiled, he knew that voice anywhere this was Chimmy the Barbarian and yet he looked too delicate in person for the part.

[violettavonviolet]

Masterpost For the Tony Stark Bingo 2020 

I am so so stoked to have finished this bingo, I have received my dum-e badge because I am officially a dum-e. It was a lot of fun, and this is my masterpos for it. 

R1-Games to Play, Drinks to Drink-https://archiveofourown.org/works/2407564

Teen and up audiences 

Tony Stark & Avengers Team 

In which drinking games are played, truths are revealed and dares are dared. T4-The Not So Secret Secret Couple-https://archiveofourown.org/works/24130321

Teen and up audiences 

James “Rhodey” Rhode/Tony Stark 

They hadn't meant to keep it a secret, it just kinda happened. And now, when they are finally ready to show the whole world that they are together, nobody notices.

or five times an avenger remained oblivious and the one time they spelled it out for them. T3-Mr Stark's Guide to Accidental Marriage-https://archiveofourown.org/works/24235060/chapters/58393192

Teen and up audiences 

Loki/Tony Stark 

Tony was still not entirely sure what he had done but he decided it was best to ask her directly. “Pepper, I can’t remember a thing from last night, what did I do that was so terrible? Did I sleep with the daughter of a senator in a janitors closet again, because I swear I didn’t mean to!“

...

Tony didn’t respond for a second before he yelped, “I MARRIED LOKI ODINSON?“

or:

How Tony Stark accidentally married Loki and everything somehow turns out fine.

R5-The Befriending of Tony-https://archiveofourown.org/works/24354718

General Audiences 

James “Rhodey” Rhodes & Tony Stark 

Rhodey’s roommate has got to be crazy. That was the conclusion he had come to after the first week of living with him. Granted, he has never really met his roommate, but that just makes him even weirder.

or;

How Rhodey lives with the greatest of all teenagers for a year, surprisingly doesn't die and instead finds the greatest of all best friends.

T1-Seasoned with a little bit of Pepper-https://archiveofourown.org/works/24557788/chapters/59304160

General Audiences 

Tony Stark/Pepper Potts 

What do you get when you fly a nuke into space and afterwards go eat shawarma without calling the love of your life? You get a very angry Pepper, that's what you get.

And what do you get when on top of all of that, you don't inform your team about the potential guest in the tower? Well now you're just in for a very fun night...

S5-Dancing on a pole-https://archiveofourown.org/works/24593362

General Audiences 

Tony Stark & Avengers team 

It had all started on a regular day, they had gone on a mission defeated the super villain and then went home. Except, this time around Tony had let them all ride in his personal jet. However this particular event would led them towards them towards what is only referred to as 'The Incident'.

or When will people finally understand that Tony Stark does in fact do everything he does perfectly, because he is a fucking genius?!

S2-A bet for Love-https://archiveofourown.org/works/24717703

Teen and up audiences 

Tony Stark/James “Bucky” Barnes 

Bucky has been pining after Tony for months, and the other avengers finally decide to step in. Any idiot can see that Tony like Bucky. So, one morning, Clint makes a bet with Bucky. He has to ask Tony out and Clint does his reports for a month.

Bucky does and sure enough they start dating, sadly neither of them are good at communicating and now Tony is holed up in his lab.

or: A small misunderstanding can lead to a big fall out. Jarvis is scary protective and Bucky and Tony are really just a couple of dumbasses.   T5-Las Vegas Wedding-https://archiveofourown.org/works/24753811

General Audiences  James “Rhodey” Rhodes/Tony Stark 

They had talked about it a lot after gay marriage was finally legalized. They didn't marry because of the Don't Ask, Don't Tell policy, but now that it was repealed, Rhodey knew what would happen.

or: Tony and Rhodey have a Las Vegas Wedding because they can, finally they can. R3-Interruptions of the worst (best) type-https://archiveofourown.org/works/24933169

General Audiences 

Steve Rogers/Tony Stark 

Sometimes the alarm to assemble comes at the worst possible time.

Or;

A sandwich can really further relationships.

[sonipanda]

Merry Christmas you beautiful people!

I have a double whammy for you today along with some videos, some amazing images and a lovely lengthy blog too! This pair I have held onto for almost a full year, as I was supposed to have reviewed this in Spring/Summer. I thought now would be a great time to bring them out and party my way in!

Not going to lie, I had a lot of fun dressing up today and I really wish I had it in me to do it a lot more. I certainly have to consider this for 2020!

  The Stockings Spec

Colour: Black 

Size: T1 (Small)

Denier: 15

Materials: 100% Nylon

Price: €39.00 / Sale €15.60

Website: Cervin Paris – Montrésor Nylon Stockings with embroidered tulle Top

The Suspender Belt Spec

Colour: Black 

Size: TXS (X-Small)

Materials: 80% Polyamid, 20% Elastane

Price: €84.00

Website: Cervin Paris – Montrésor Suspender-belt

The Stockings Review

From The Website: New! Discover the pure Nylon RHT and the embroidered tulle Top of CERVIN Paris Montrésor 15 Denier Nylon Stockings. Cervin Paris Montrésor 15 Denier black Nylon Stockings with flower pattern embroidered tulle Top.

RHT Nylon Stockings integrally and exclusively made in France and carefully hand wrapped in an insert envelope then in a protective plastic pocket. CERVIN authenticity certificate is provided.

15 Denier

100% Nylon Polyamid

Sizes 0 to 6

Colour: Black

  The Packaging: we are looking at the packaging with the legs and floral design on in this section (the other is for the suspender belt). The packaging is quite lovely and certainly different; it does scream Parisian to be honest. The front has the brand name and the back shows a thin window in the middle with the stockings welt design. I knew instantly these are gonna look amazing.

When you get in, you will find these neatly folded around card and also the quality service number (reminds me of Wolford here). When you fold them out, they have the foot and leg shaping to them, ready to get on.

  Getting Them On: I wore my silky hosiery gloves with this pair, and rolled them slowly up the legs. I took my time going over my anklets and then shimmied them up the legs and set them in place with my accompanying suspender belt.

  On The Legs: oh my god I fell in love and I am absolutely crushing over the whole look. They have completely transformed my outfit to this beautiful classy piece. The denier being 15 makes these lovely and sheer on the legs, so you still get your skin colour popping through and the stockings are just enhancing them with a touch of black.

The quality of them are stunning; I felt so comfortable in them and they were perfect on my legs. I didn’t have any snags or runs in these throughout the day, and there was enough room for my legs to move about in as well without feeling restricted.

The fit of them are true to size and these were the perfect fit. If you’re unsure of your size, check the guide. I wouldn’t have minded going one size up if I wanted to get some wrinkles around the legs. But I loved the fitted look this time.

The feel of them are just divine; they are soft,they are silky, they make your legs slip off one another and they are gorgeous. End of.

    The Toes & Ankle: can you see how gorgeous the toes and feet look in these? I love how sheer this denier, to the point it just encases the legs in this soft black stocking  with a barely there look to them. The toes aren’t reinforced so you will need to be careful with longer toenails and make sure they are smooth so they don’t end up ripping.

These had plenty of wiggle room to them and there was no pressure added either during the day whilst I was in them. It was such a perfect fit around the toes, feet and ankles!

  The Bands: oh these bands are just delicious! I fell in love as soon as I saw them and think they look amazing! I forgot to roll the left leg down when I took the image below as I had just got them on and wanted to take a picture.

Anyways, the contract to the legs is just super; they are just simply sexy and look so expensive! They have a tulle finish to them which means it feels slightly like net, but it doesn’t irritate the legs at all. I felt they were comfortable enough to be in all day (and night). They sat perfectly on my thighs, and I didn’t feel that they stretched out too much either. Normally I can feel it to begin with, but not with these.

Now with clasping on, the first thing I said to myself:

“How am I supposed to clasp on without ruining it?”

Well let me say that these are strong enough to take it and not damage it in any way. I kept an eye on them all day, and not once did I ever experience an issue with them. They have held up so well all day without any issues.

  The Suspender Belt Review

From The Website: Discover Cervin Paris Montrésor Suspender-belt: the brand new Black & Red embroidered tulle Suspender-Belt with 6 straps and metal clasps. The perfect partner for the brand new CERVIN Montrésor 15 Denier black Nylon Stockings with flower pattern embroidered tulle Top.

Tulle suspender belt, with little satin bows at the top of each 6 straps, soft ribs on the front for a better support, hook fastener on the back.

80% Polyamid, 20% Elastane

  The Packaging: well this is a fancy dance box that the suspender belt came in. I have never received anything like this before, so already I am super impressed. I expected the stockings to be in here instead.

You can find a lot more detail about “How To Attach The Stockings” at the back of the box, and you pop open the lid to get in. You will find them wrapped in Cervin tissue paper, ready to get on.

  Getting It On: I undid the hooks at the back and set them to the tightest so they sit around my belly button. I like them sitting around here as I feel supported knowing that they won’t budge or fall down, and won’t feel weird when I sit down.

I adjusted the straps so they sit a little higher and can pull up the stockings to where I want them to be. Some people hook on the stockings and then adjust, but I don’t like faffing around like that, so I do it beforehand.

  Holding Up The Stockings: well they did a damn good job of doing that for me today. The clasps hooked on well to the tulle welt on the stockings and stayed put all day long. This is one reason why I prefer metal clasps as they hold on so well compared to plastics (tried and tested and didn’t work for me in the past)

As I mentioned before, the straps can be adjusted no matter what size you purchase. These are great as the metal bit which holds it in place is so strong and really good for those who wear stockings religiously like I do. This also allows you to sit them high or lower down the thighs; you aren’t stuck with one strap that you have no control over.

  The Clasps & Body: well the body on this is just divine; it really does work hand in hand with the stocking welt and completes it as a whole piece. These fit my waist so well, and you have 3 levels of eye and hooks that you can choose from, so you get a comfortable fit. These also have soft piping at the front, which helps to keep the shape of the body in place and gives it some support.

This doesn’t dig in at all and was so comfortable to wear all day. It was the perfect width for me.

    My Thoughts?

This set is to die for. I love the way they looked together, I love them on their own, I love the design and style, I love the fit and the overall luxury feel they give off. I am in awe and I would certainly recommend them to you all!

Cervin Paris Montrésor Nylon Tulle Stockings & Suspender Belt Merry Christmas you beautiful people! I have a double whammy for you today along with some videos, some amazing images and a lovely lengthy blog too!