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[imcmetallizing]

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[itsnothingofinterest]

Hey, while I’m rambling about all the consequences of Deku killing Tomura, what is going to happen with the quirk singularity plot line now?

I talked about the Singularity in full here, but to go over it again real quick:

Dr, Garaki long theorized, and recently found proof by studying Eri’s blood, that as people with strong quirks reproduce to make children with stronger quirks, they will/did reach a point where we start to see quirks that people can’t control, leading to disaster as those quirks manifest. If a solution were not found, humanity would go extinct due to those walking-nuke children, or due to not reproducing so as not not risk walking-nuke children.

Prospects of a new solution being found by normal scientists always seemed low too; Garaki 'led' that field as the sole interested party and it still took him 70 years to produce a treatment on the backs of so much unethical experimentation. But almost all his work & research was destroyed, he’s unlikely to help if asked since he hates the heroes, and that’s even if the government starts taking the singularity seriously enough to ask before executing him or just let naturally kick the bucket.

And given how it’s already started, I don’t think the scientific community has that time to start from scratch.

But luckily the one piece of Garaki’s work needed to save humanity from extinction remains; and in another's hand too, so we don't need the spiteful mad scientist's co-operation. Tomura already went through the procedure to make his body singularity-proof, and so what I always thought could happen is once he and Deku set aside some differences and start working together, he could just let some people research his body and-

Oh…right…

…Fuck.

Way to go Deku, you’ve saved the day once more. Sucks for tomorrow though; I guess those future kids and their dangerously uncontrollable quirks are just plumb out of luck.

(On that note, isn’t this just salt in the wound of every ‘baby step in the right direction’ solution to the few systemic issues the League brought up that these last few arcs have chosen to address? How many more baby steps will be made by the time humanity is an endangered species? Will they have stopped spraying heteromorphs with pesticides by then do you think?)

Boy I hope for the people of the MHAverse’s sake that one of those long shot theories for how Tomura could survive this come true; because they look kind of screwed otherwise.

[calciumcryptid]

Things Arc Has Done so Far

Arc rapid-fire angrily texted the admin of a site he does not know for putting his photograph up without his permission (this is the only valid thing he has done in the entire show so far).

When the admin wasn't quick enough to take it down, Arc then sent a photograph of him flipping them off with full view of the middle finger (valid, but give the admin a second mate).

His response to Arm spraying water all over his face was to fall in love with him even more (fine, I am not going to kink-shame). He even allowed this guy to wipe off his face for a bit despite his scary and elusive exterior.

As soon as it was suggested Arm was cold, Arc made an excuse to go to the bathroom so he could give his jacket to Arm. He did this by throwing his jacket in Arm's face.

After Arm offered his jacket back, Arc told him to keep it so Arm could have some pre-relationship boyfriend clothes. Arc did this by claiming he doesn't wear anything after anyone and he couldn't stand Arm's perfume.

He routinely drives Arm around, even though he was asked to do it roughly three times (the first time he outright rejected). One of those instances was driving him to and from the hospital after Arm embarrassed himself on stage, so Arc has interesting taste.

After Arm remarks Arc wouldn't want his perfume to stink up his [Arc] car, Arc responds by very blatantly sniffing Arm in public. He does all of this to prove that Arm wasn't wearing any perfume, so he was free to get in his car.

He told Arm to find the site admin (which is Arm) as a return favor for a car ride, which is a very disproportionate return favor and yanked on Arm's tie to pull him closer.

As soon as Arc returned to his condo, he demanded his friends give him their keycards back because he doesn't want to be cock-blocked in the future. Arc has only interacted with Arm three times at this point.

Side Note: It is not canon in the show, but the previous point leads me to believe Arc has masturbated off-camera at least once during the first episode.

Arc showed up the next day, unprompted, to drive Arm (+ his friends) to campus.

Arc, presumably, made Arm sit in the passenger seat, even though backseats are made to hold at least three people and Arm and his friends are a total of three people.

Arc left the food and drinks his football fans gifted him to go and get food at the resident cafeteria so he could bother Arm. In order to do this, he missed the second half of a football game to all of his friends confusion.

Side Note: Does he have Arm's schedule memorized? Though, as a fellow engineering student he probably is going off his first-year schedule if it is all gen eds and base courses (of course, Thailand's university system is probably different than the States).

Arc paid for Arm's drink (and presumably food) unprompted. When asked why, he called Arm a dog (fine, if that is what you are into).

Arc walked away after stealing Arm's drink to ensure Arm would have to follow and sit by him. To keep Arm with him, he made it a stipulation he would not accept a random girl's friend request if Arm left.

Arc fed Arm food with a spoon.

Arc took Arm's phone, unlocked it with Arm's face identification, and called one of his friends so Arm could say he was leaving on his own and Arc could monopolize his time.

Whatever the fuck the dorm scene was.

Instead of taking a shower in the football field showers or at his condo, Arc decided he wanted to take a shower at Arm's dorm.

While taking his shower at Arm's dorm, Arc asked Arm if he could use his shower gel. Despite, you know, all the previous scenes of him complaining about Arm's smell and blatantly sniffing him public.

After taking said shower and using said shower gel, Arc walked out of the shower, half-naked, with only a towel around his waist in a dorm that was not his infront of his gracious host [Arm] without the permission of his gracious host or his gracious host's roommate.

Instead of answering Arm's question of where his shirt was, Arc answered by figuring out which bed was Arm's and lounging across that bed like a slutty self-satisfied cat.

After Arm accidentally fell onto Arc and tried to pull-away, Arc pulled him closer to him in a generally romantic way.

Then, Arc flips them over so Arm is on his back and leans in real close while confessing he doesn't want to mess with anyone else.

Arc appears to sniff Arm again.

Finally, Arc watched Arm walk away with his eyes firmly on his ass (you cannot convince me Arc was not staring at Arm's ass).

I need to remind everyone this is only episode one.

[bestangelofall]

trick or treat 👻

Hi!! Thank you for the ask :3

I'll drop this whump excerpt that I'm not sure where I want to go with - I just know that this was inspired by Gotham War (I'm predictable lol) though not exactly set in that arc..

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Jason’s skin hurts under the spray of the shower. The water had been hot before, but now the ice cascading over him does nothing to chase away the cold that seems to come from within. Every drop that hits his skin is like an icicle carving into his skin, making a home down there.

Death by a thousand cuts.

His movements are stiff and jerky, disturbed by the tremors that took over his body a while ago—it could have been just a few minutes or a small eternity, he can’t tell. Were Jason more aware of anything except for the pain and the cold, he’d have blamed the shaking on the cold alone.

In vain, he tries a few times to stand up, but the floor of the bathtub is slippery, and his movements too uncoordinated—he’s not sure if it’s because of the cold or because of the drugs—or whatever it is that Bruce gave him—still coursing through his system.

He doesn’t know what he was given, but whatever it was, it wreaks havoc on his body.

When he tries to raise himself again, supported on his arms, everything spins, and his mouth fills with saliva, and in the position he’s in, feebly supporting himself, he can’t avoid vomiting over his hands. It’s been some time since he last ate properly, so it’s just mostly bile that thankfully gets washed away quickly. The worst part is dry heaving, which makes all the pains in his body more pronounced.

Fuck Bruce, man.

[codenamesazanka]

the thing is. Spinner rallied 15,000 people to come and riot/help him retrieve Kurogiri with a speech - the one about how he was sprayed with pesticides and if Heroes win, nothing will ever change.

Skeptic handed him a mic and AFO had been pushing him towards this angle, but Spinner had spoke his true feelings - grudges and payback, what got Spinner chasing after Stain and the League in the first place - and people emphasized with that, was sympathetic towards what he had said, and then all those people showed up.

Now you can disagree with the content of his speech. But it was still convincing - the text tells us it was convincing. It persuaded 15,000 well-meaning ordinary citizens. What he said genuinely touched a cord. Horikoshi refused to show us the entire speech because it would've been too convincing.

If Spinner hadn't been losing his mind, I think he very well could've countered what Shoji said. A lot of the stuff he did managed to say can answer much of those questions.

Why target a hospital/does Spinner have a plan? "They locked up Kurogiri, but we're taking him back." (Chapter 353). (And despite what a lot of people still think, Spinner did not run over the doctors. He had enough sense of mind to go down the separate hallway that leads to the research wing.)

Is he thinking of how to make use of his rage? Yes, "in order to destroy the status quo, to demolish the system that oppressed us." (Chapter 353) "If Heroes win, nothing will ever change." (Chapter 372)

What is he choosing to protect? "Shigaraki and the others." (Chapter 373) "For Shigaraki's sake. For our sake." (Chapter 353)

Spinner wouldn't have countered it well, in the sense that he could've said anything that would've changed Shoji's or Heroes' mind, or come to a peaceful compromise - his foundation is still resentment and destruction (but can you blame the guy? hero saturated society and there are still hate crimes against children), and he's more worried about Shigaraki at the moment - but I think he definitely could've given Shoji a challenge.

(At the core of the mini-arc, no one has a good answer to heteromorph discrimination. Spinner is siding with total destruction; PLF guy advocates heteromorph supremacy; and what Shoji offers is more a survival tactic - behave properly so people can't find an excuse to hurt them. None of those are going to get shelters to open up for Ordinary Woman. The closest we got was the thing that got the rando Hero to apologize to PLF guy - 'Sorry I didn't realize earlier' - the act of showing up and being angry. Dragging the issue out into the open. Force Heroes to pay attention. Can't avoid it anymore. But the riot itself was portrayed as villainous and misguided, so. idk. Heteromorphs should've started a change.org petition I guess.)

[spraystory]

A következő történetet apák napja alkalmából írom le. Nem csak hogy egészen rövid és a graffiti-festéshez sincs sok köze de talán a legemberibb, legmélyebb érzelmekkel bíró, legmeghatóbb apró mozzanat volt egész 20-25 éves graffitis éveim alatt amit sohasem fogok elfelejteni. A graffitis barátságok általában amolyan érdek-barátságok voltak, a szó nem rossz értelmében. A writerek a közös cél érdekében verődtek össze és ez a FAME volt. Közös fújás, közös bandázás, később az “érdek”barátságokból pedig sok alkalommal valódi barátságok születtek. Nem baj ha valaki nem olyan arc akivel amúgy bármikor együtt lógsz, ha a festésben tökös és megbízható, akár évekig megbízható partnered lehet és ez sokszor derék barátságokat szül. A mienk ekkor már nem ilyen felületes volt, a sok közös kaland összekovácsolt bennünket. Ha jól emlékszem 2008-ban történt. Akkoriban a 2. kerületben a Horvát utcában laktam, megosztva a lakást akkor éppen Teek -el. Borús, szürke, hideg novemberi nap volt, egyedül voltam otthon. Ebben az időben már régen nem voltam annyira aktív mint néhány évvel azelőtt de Raskával (Tish 76-PNC/TKS) és Stick-el még mindig, ha nem is mindennapi de viszonylag szoros kapcsolatban voltunk. Korábban írtam már, mennyi éven át mennyi kalandunk volt együtt. Raska a csoporttársam volt a BHG-ben és korábban a GRW-ben ( ez utóbbit eddigre már nem írta a cuccai mellé de azért a közös gyökerek még ott voltak ). Stick-el pedig írnom sem kell mennyi közös élményünk volt, együtt voltunk Varsóban és megszámolhatatlan alkalommal volt kedves mindannyiunkat fuvarozni, tekintve hogy szinte csak neki volt autója - System apjának néhai 120-as Skodáját leszámítva. Korábban Raskával és Stick-el hármasban számtalan alkalommal voltunk pl Vácon, Vácrátóton vagy Szobon vonatot festeni, de máshol is , egyszóval az ő felbukkanásuk sohasem volt idegen nekem, mindig természetes volt. Mi évek óta valóban igen jóban voltunk de azért csak-csak a graffiti kötött össze. Ezúttal azonban, otthon egymagamban ültömben nem számítottam vendégekre, mikor a kapucsengő megszólalt. A kagylót felvéve, Stick szólt bele valami olyasmit:

Raskával itt állunk, beengedsz vagy milesz? Feljöttek, mondom az ajtóban : Hát ti? Mivan? Hogy kerültök ide? Egyáltalán nem szomorúan de csendben, szótlanul jöttek be. Pontosan emlékszem mennyire nem értettem a helyzetet. Mire valamelyikük, szerintem Stick volt -  elővett pár sört és ezt mondta:

Halottak napja van haver. És akkor esett le miért jöttek. Ekkorra már mind a hárman édesapa nélküli fiatalemberek voltunk és mindhármunknak egészen friss volt a gyásza de erről egyébként sosem beszéltünk. Ellentétben velem, ők nem feledkeztek meg erről és megleptek azzal hogy meglátogattak és nem is azért hogy szomorkodjunk hanem mert tényleg sorstársak voltunk. Sohasem voltunk túl lelkizős arcok. Nem hangzott el egyetlen szomorú szó, semmi lelkizés, semmi depresszió, mégis mélységesen megható pillanat volt. Iszogattunk, dumáltunk, magazinokat nézegettünk vagy ahogyan Raska annak idején nevezte : graffiti-politizáltunk. Együtt voltunk. Nem is voltunk a legcsúcsabb legjobb barik mégis ez a cselekedet túlmutat mindenféle graffitis érdekbarátságon és sok “legjobb-barátságon” egy ilyen apró figyelmesség 20-25 év legmeghatóbb pillanata lett. Édesapáink emlékére.

kép: "Lineon" saját festményem Stick fotója után, 3 x 20x15cm vászon, spray, ecsetek

[skylarkking]

To Heal a Mockingbird

A TFA Ratchet x Mech!Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Chapter 2: Clipped Wings

The fight did not go well for me, and now I lay on the floor of the Nemesis leaking and broken.

But they were not done with me yet. Megatron was not done with me yet.

"Please...." I rasped weakly as I tried to push myself up from the pool of energon that had gathered underneath. Lugnut forced me back down with his heavy pede, pinning me in place and forcing a yelp of pain from my voicebox.

"What should we do with him now?" Starscream sneered. "Take him offline?"

"No, that would be too merciful." Megatron snarled. He knelt down and forced me to look at him by grabbing my neck cables and giving them a hard pull. "I believe it's time to see if a seeker can fly. Without. Their. Wings."

"NO PLEASE!" I begged pitifully. "PLEASE! PLEASE NO! NO! GAH!" My cries would go unheard as Megatron gripped my wings and ripped them clean off. I shrieked in agony as energon sprayed from my back in an arc of color, the metal of my now dismembered appendage clattering to the floor next to my body.

"Throw him and these off my ship." Megatron ordered Lugnut.

"Please...." I whispered weakly, the thudding of my spark slowing more and more as Lugnut picked up my frame and wings. He carried me to the edge of the shuttle bay that I had used to free the medic, and with one fell swoop, I was tossed out of the ship.

I plummeted to the ground far below, my optics flickering offline as my systems shut down. The air roared past my audials as the ground rapidly approached. I was doomed, or so I thought.

Suddenly, my frame and severed wings were encased in an electromagnetic field, stopping my rapid descent to the ground.

"I got ya, kid!" I heard the familiar voice of Ratchet call from below. I was far too weak to respond as he lowered me down with a gentle thud.

The medic wasn't alone, however.

"Ratchet, is this the Decepticon that freed you?" Another voice said. I cracked open my optics just enough to see a few other bots surrounding my frame, one I recognized as Ratchet and the other a towering mech with a navy blue paint job and a massive warhammer, the Magnus hammer to be exact.

"Yeah, that's Y/D." Ratchet said as he quickly went to my side and hooked up a diagnostic probe to me. "Dammit... sir, his spark is going to go out if we don't get him out of here."

"No..." I rasped as I shakily gripped the medic's arm. "Let... let me die..."

"I ain't in the business of killing kid. You of all bots should know that." Ratchet said. "Just relax, okay? I'm gonna put you in stasis and get you out of here."

I felt a slight shock, and my entire frame went limp as stasis took over. I could still hear everything that was happening, but I couldn't move anything or feel much.

"Sir, I have to strongly object to this!" A voice from what I assume was one of the other bots protested. "We don't know what this... this Decepticon is capable of!"

"Not much right now, Pharma." Ratchet huffed in annoyance. "He's barely able to stay online. We need to get him a medivac if we are to save his life."

"I shall call it in." Ultra Magnus said.

"Sir, this is insane!" The bot called Pharma continued to protest. "We shouldn't be helping him!"

"He saved my life Pharma," Ratchet snapped. "Now I'm going to save his!"

"Sir!"

"That's enough Pharma." Ultra Magnus said. "He may information regarding Megatron's plans."

"What makes you think he'd talk?" Pharma asked. "These Decepticons are loyal to the core!"

"If that were true, I'd be dead." Ratchet growled. "Now please, I need some quiet in order to get him stable enough for transport."

I felt slight pricks of pain and heard the sound of a welder going, the crackling hiss it made seeming to act almost as a barrier of sound from the outside world. Bit as soon as it began, it ended, and I felt my frame get lifted up by 4 sets of servos and then get places on a cold flat surface. The cool metal beneath me was soothing, and I found myself slipping deeper and deeper into stasis, and I remembered nothing more.

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"Cmon kid." I heard Ratchet's voice say from somewhere in the darkness of my stasis. "I know you can hear me."

"R.... Rat... Ratchet?" I croaked weakly, my optics coming online and slowly opening to a bright light.

"That's it, follow the light." He said, which wasn't exactly the best thing for someone to hear. I ended up jumping in surprise and accidently whacking the light away in a panic. "Hey! I needed that!"

"S-sorry." I groaned as my optics adjusted to the light, revealing that I was in a recovery bay hooked up to an energon line and sparkrate monitor. I felt pressure on my back and could feel that my once severed wings were now secured in place with thick bandaging, no doubt in an attempt to allow my internal repairs to do their work.

"It's alright, Y/D." Ratchet said. "Just glad you're functioning is all."

"What.... what happened?"

"We were about to ask you the same question." The voice of Ultra Magnus said, my gaze shifting over to him and my frame stiffening with anxiety. I eyed him suspiciously, unsure of what his motives were or why he was here.

"Puh, like you actually care." I grumbled in annoyance.

"Kid, don't be like that." Ratchet said.

"Look, no offense, but your Magnus here doesn't exactly have a good track record for mercy." I said as I shot the Magnus a glare.

"Neither does Megatron." Ultra Magnus said.

"You think I don't know that?" I laughed sarcastically. "He's the one who beat me to scrap and ripped my wings off." I paused and then let out a somewhat defeated sigh. "Look, I don't know what you want with me or why you saved me, but you should have left me to die out there. It would have given you one less Decepticon to worry about."

"And one less healer for either side." Ratchet said. "Wouldn't that have violated your own moral of not harming medics?"

"Hrmph." I huffed, not bothering to answer the question because I knew he was right.

"Y/D, I'm going to offer you a chance that I strongly urge you to take." Ultra Magnus said. "In exchange for your freedom and all charges dropped, we need you to tell us what you know of what Megatron plans to do with the Allspark."

"I.... I can't."

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[ghostradiodylan]

Do you have any headcanons for how the hacketteers would deal with being sick? Maybe how often they get sick, what type of illnesses they are prone to, etc….

Way behind on Quarry asks but I am home sick with some kind of crud right now so what better time to answer this one?!

Emma - Emma is a people person and always on the go, so she's exposed to a lot of germs. I feel like she'd be the one to get into juicing and making smoothies for immune health and the 'sexy' supplements like Moon Juice or whatever Gwyneth Paltrow is selling (but nobody’s sure if she really buys into them or if she’s just trying to get a sponsorship). Emma has a system for any kind of normal illness that doesn't completely knock her on her ass and that is to take a very hot bath with peppermint and eucalyptus bath salts and drink a hot toddy while she's in there. (Just the one, she doesn't want to drown!)

Jacob - This guy gets the dreaded Man Cold and is the sickest person who has ever lived. He doesn't get sick often because he's fairly health conscious, but he's absolutely pathetic and mopey about it when he does. He wants to be babied because his perfect male specimen of a body and extensive supplement regimen have betrayed him. He hates going to the doctor and puts it off until someone makes him go. Kaitlyn brings him soup and yells at him (affectionately) to stop being pathetic. He drinks a ton of Gatorade when he's sick (always Cool Blue flavor).

Kaitlyn - Look, Kaitlyn's Asian and her family was wearing masks during cold and flu season long before it was cool. She doesn't totally buy into the traditional Chinese medicine stuff but she does believe in the healing power of food that's spicy as fuck, especially if she's having sinus issues. She's also a fan of long, hot baths or showers, chicken soup with a ton of garlic, drinking a bunch of tea with lemon and ginger, the sauna at the gym, exercising even if she doesn't feel like it, hot yoga, and acupuncture. If that doesn't knock it out, she's not too stubborn to go to the doctor, people like that (who have insurance but don’t use it) drive her crazy (Jacob!).

Abi - If something is going around, Abi just knows she's going to get it. She’s a worrier and a bit of a catastrophizer when she does get sick. She's a hand sanitizer addict, she's got those cute sparkly holders from Bath & Body Works (but she uses the Halloween ones all year). She's good about letting herself take time to rest and get her strength back after an illness though. She likes to catch up on trash TV while she's recuperating. She also gets allergy shots because her environmental allergies are insane. She uses a neti pot or saline spray often to ward off sinus infections.

Ryan - Our stoic boy is stoic. Ryan takes all the necessary precautions to not get sick, he's kind of an obsessive hand-washer for sensory reasons anyway, but when he does, he follows doctors' recommendations to the letter and rarely complains. He will typically muddle through like normal if he's not got something contagious, but if he has to take time off work or school, he doesn't really talk about it or look to be cared for, just holes up in his room alone trying to not spread it around--he is very conscientious. Ryan gets the occasional migraine and that's one thing he can't really muddle through. He has to be in a quiet, dark room to recover, with an ice pack on his head, a caffeinated beverage, and a guided meditation podcast.

Dylan - People love to make our boy a damsel in distress because he's a cute gay string bean that bad things happen to, but Dylan is pretty tough in the game (like, unrealistically tough at times). I tend to consider his amputee arc as main canon, so given the assumption that he doesn't die of sepsis after surviving werewolves, he's got to have a pretty robust immune system and probably doesn't get sick that often. He does have that whole under-react/overreact thing going on though (the air freshener lol), so I imagine that when he does get sick, he either just carries on until he physically can't anymore (he'd wear a mask and get vaccinated and all that good stuff, he's a scientist after all, but he’s bad about making sure he gets rest) OR he starts Googling his symptoms and getting paranoid, convinced he has some rare incurable disease (he doesn't). He also doesn't really like to slow down and let people take care of him but when they really insist, he not-so-secretly loves the attention, from his mom, his boyfriend, his roommate/bestie, whoever.

Nick - Nick turns into a slimy wet sex pest whenever he gets sick. No, I’m kidding. I think it’d be funny/ironic/unfortunate if chef Nick had kind of a sensitive digestive system. He will eat anything, especially if Jacob is eating it. But, alas, Jacob has an iron stomach and our poor Nicholas does not. So he gets a lot of tummy troubles from doing things like eating 20 year old snacks or trying to go head to head with Jacob and Kaitlyn in a spicy ramen challenge. Nick gets sick a regular amount with stuff like head colds and is just kind of middle of the road as far as how he handles it. He does however have a habit of making up untrue facts about Australia that he tells his coworkers and campers when no one has the internet available to fact check him and one of them is that a steaming mug of hot pickle juice is a favorite folk remedy for colds there.

Max - he doesn’t get sick often but he is highly accident-prone. Like, so accident-prone that his family has started calling them ‘Maxidents’ when he has a major mishap. He routinely falls off ladders, gets attacked by migratory waterfowl, trips while trying to carry more groceries than he should into the apartment, etc. Max is luckily a very good patient because he has a lot of practice. He also has a lot of ice packs in the freezer at all times.

Laura - she gets onto Max about being careful, getting enough sleep, eating healthy, etc, but Laura is a do as I say, not as I do kinda gal. She does try to be healthy and active but she’s really busy (busier than ever post-canon because she thinks she can outrun trauma if she never slows down long enough to think about it). When Laura gets sick she gets Leslie Knope sick.

Max has to put her in bed and take care of her because she will not admit she needs it until she is practically on death’s door.

[visage-of-hell]

(Continued from here with @arcanepactguile: Thankfully most nights, sleep came relatively easy--especially if Visage had done a fine enough job of distracting herself with all the usual vices. And oh, had she indulged earlier than evening. Somehow, though ... even through the haze of uppers and downers floating through her system, the she-wolf had known it wouldn't be enough this time. Not this time. Not while she could still remember what day it was. No sooner had sleep claimed her than familiar images began to reply themselves in the theater of her mind. Things she would have given just about anything to forget. The feel of gravel digging into her knees ... the cold steel of the Exorcist blade pressed to her throat ... the sight of a winged lapine demon held in the exact same position mere feet away. "Dhallia!" She can feel the panicked name tearing free from her throat as raw and and painful as the day it happened. Just as before, she struggles against an unyielding grasp she can't escape. Just as before ... she's powerless to stop what comes next. Tears well up in the rabbit's eyes as she stares pleadingly back at Visage. "Vizzy, please...! Don't--" A spray of blood arcs through the air seconds before the head is fully freed from the neck. It happens in an instant, but it feels like time slows to a crawl as it falls in a cascade of long black curls and pouring crimson. Like every time before, the thud of her lover's head hitting the ground is what finally jolts her awake with a ragged gasp. Sitting upright in bed, Visage's wide tear-streaked eyes darted around the darkened room as her own heartbeat hammered in her ears. It took her several moments to realize that the bed sheets were balled up into her fists, which she slowly released with trembling hands. She almost entirely forgot about the presence of the Radio Demon until the mattress shifted as he sat down. Deep down, she had hoped Alastor being there would somehow stave away the wretched memories that always resurfaced with a vengeance whenever Dhallia's birthday came around--as though his presence, alone, could scour the pain from her heart, if only for a day. Foolish. Sentimental. Disgusting. Anger intermingled with that lingering grief as the vividness of the nightmare slowly subsided. The hellhound's head dropped with a frustrated sigh. ".....Somethin' like that. It's complicated."

[autumnwoodsdreamer]

Write a Different Chapter for Us

Chapter Four: Beginning

Summary: Natasha contemplates

Words: 648

Rating: Teen

Characters: Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov, Cooper Barton, Lila Barton

Relationships: Tony Stark/Natasha Romanov

Tags: established relationship, family, pregnancy,

With a mischievous but delighted cry, Cooper picked up the hose and turned it on his sister.

Despite already being thoroughly soaked, Lila shrieked and brought her arms up to shield her face. When there was a brief break in the assault, she sprang forward and jammed her hand over the head of the hose, sending the water spraying back at Cooper. Instinctively, he dropped it and she seized her chance, grabbing it and turning it on him.

Caught between laughing and shrieking, he took off running as she started chasing him.

“Hey!” Tony called. He spread his arms out—an easy target. “How come he gets all the water?”

Lila took the bait with glee, swinging the hose around in a wide, sloppy arc that sent water spraying all over the now muddy lawn, much to Lucky’s joy.

Tony feigned a surprised cry as the water hit him. Cringing dramatically, he cried: “Ah! No! Stop! Stop! Mercy!”

His performance got Cooper and Lila laughing even harder and banding together to torment him with the hose pipe.

Natasha watched on from the porch swing, shaking her head and laughing softly to herself, enjoying the playful scene.

They had only been here a week so far but the sun and fresh air was already working wonders on Tony; his cuts and bruises and even the dark patches under his eyes had faded—they were still there, still noticeable, but they were certainly healing.

Even she was feeling better, though not physically. Part of Bruce’s care plan proposed they suppress her enhanced immune system to keep it from recognizing the baby as some sort of disease to be stopped. They didn’t have to completely suppress it, just reduce it to normal levels. As unproblematic as that sounded, it meant Natasha would be subject to the full onslaught of pregnancy symptoms.

She had already experienced a glimpse of morning sickness—the otherwise inexplicable nausea and just general out-of-sorts feeling that pushed her to buy that box of tests from the hospital pharmacy two weeks previous. Then, it was hardly an inconvenience, perhaps easily dismissed, if she didn’t know better. Now... well, she was getting very familiar with the toilet bowl in the guest bathroom; just that morning, Tony joked that he felt a bit jealous that she spent more time with it than she did with him (to which she tried to snark something back but another heave interrupted her).

As encouraging and optimistic as Bruce endeavoured to be as he laid out the care plan, he didn’t sugarcoat anything. And Natasha, knowing full well it would not be easy and that nothing was guaranteed, did not hesitate.

So, physically, she felt drained and sick. But other than that?

After some bargaining, Tony herded Cooper and Lila to the porch, stopping to switch off the hose before following them. Lucky watched them leave, looking forlorn that his playmates were abandoning him; he quickly resolved his grief by continuing to roll in the fresh mud.

“Have fun?” Natasha asked, handing her husband two towels from the stack that had kept her company for the past hour.

He huffed a breathless laugh that left a brilliant smile in its wake. “Yeah. We sure did.” He picked one towel and set the other back on the swing seat. Bending down, he settled on his haunches and draped the old green towel around Cooper while Natasha wrapped Lila in hers.

His hands balled up in the worn fabric, Cooper flung his little arms around Tony’s neck; he caught him by surprise but Tony just blinked, forced himself to recover, and returned the hug with one hand on the boy’s back. “Thank you for playing with us,” he said.

Lila joined the hug. “Yeah! Thank you, Uncle Tony!”

“You’re welcome, Baby Agents.”

Natasha indulged another smile.

She was beginning to believe they could have this, too...

. . . . .

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[rappaccini]

do you ever think about how in 1970 on earth 616 gwen stacy and hobie brown first meet when he blasts through her living room window in a spider-man costume.

do you ever think about how gwen nearly escapes her narrative as the doomed good girlfriend by fleeing to london and the event that gets her on the plane is hobie standing guard outside her apartment in his prowler costume because he's worried spider-man will get her killed, and how that's hobie's first attempt at escaping his narrative as a reluctant villain. do you ever think about how he's right, because when gwen's ultimately drawn back to new york, she's murdered a few months later and it's arguably spider-man's fault.

do you ever think about how on earth 138, the world where hobie's anger at systemic inequality is validated as his parallels to peter parker are finally expanded into making him the spider-man, gwen stacy, rock icon, is hobie's idol whose music gave him a creative outlet for his anger, the language to articulate it and a community to support and be supported by, (whose murder probably radicalized him even further) and therefore is arguably the architect of the revolution he starts

do you ever think about how on earth 65, the world where gwen's anger at being denied respect and agency is validated as her white feminist tendencies are called out and deconstructed, gwen's radicalization arc begins with hobie blasting her in the face with spray paint and calling her on her girlboss bullshit (which she accepts and commits to fixing), and ends with hobie having quietly watched her redemption for a year and concluding that she's grown and changed into such a genuine hero that he decides to memorialize her

do you ever think about how in the worlds where they get to be the heroes, where hobie keeps the costume instead of borrowing it and it's his from the start, where gwen gets a life defined by herself and not her boyfriend, their alter egos' ideologies are shaped by their worlds' versions of each other and if not for having met each other they might never have become heroes at all

do you ever think about how as soon as spider-gwen and spider-hobie became aware of each other's existence they became fast friends in web warriors and hobie starts treating gwen like a peer instead of a love interest within one issue instead of years of publication like miles and peter, they were stuck to each other like glue during the battle in spidergeddon and were flirting in the corner of spider-brit's funeral, promising to be there for each other, and then they never met again

do you ever think about how gwen-65 and hobie-138 have both been informed by powerful multiversal beings that they're doomed to fates they'd both hate, but he's doomed to die young and have his memory disrespected posthumously by capitalists and she's doomed to live long after losing everything that makes her who she is for a life as spider-man's wife and babymaker, and they've both fully internalized their fates given how hobie doesn't care about his own self-preservation and gwen's coming untethered from her world and being pressured into 616, the home of the guy she's going to be forced into a romance with if she's there long enough. they can be heroes, but only for so long before something stops them, and their legacies will undo everything they stood for.

do you ever think about how in atsv, which came out exactly fifty years after the night gwen stacy died, gwen stacy and hobie brown are the closest they've ever been in any canon yet, so close that they may not be a couple but they have a shitload of chemistry and just mentioning each other makes gwen's love interest sweat, that they built that relationship in london and their bond is what sets gwen free from the spider-society, makes it possible to rebuild her personal life, return to her homeworld where she's the main character of her own story, and escape her narrative but in btsv gwen will almost inevitably give in to her role of Miles's Love Interest by the end and he will be expected to cheerlead them

do you ever think about how in every other universe where gwen and hobie have a significant interaction, every single time they get closer and closer to permanently changing their narratives for the better as they get closer and closer to each other. idk man i do.

[imcmetallizing]

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[drstonetrivia]

Chapter 218 Trivia (Part 2)

(Previous part)

Looks like Xeno's old coworkers were revived!

Or, at least one of them..?

I guess Kinro is sad that his younger brother doesn't miss him more after not seeing him for several years. :(

The first e-paper software of this kind was the Graphic 1 computer system designed by Bell Labs in 1965. The way Graphic 1 works is by matching what the "light-pen" (more like a tiny camera) sees to what the screen is showing. The screen has a marker/cursor, and if the light-pen says it can see it, the screen knows where the pen is.

The two electron beams Senku mentions are part of the storage tube (a type of CRT), which helps "freeze" an image to the screen allowing the computer to work on other things.

The strong electron beam sends the image to the display, which causes extra electrons to jump off onto the dark parts, making them negative.

The weak beam then fires an even spray of electrons, which are repelled onto the non-negative parts, recreating the image.

The storage tube doesn't read the image, so to do that a metal mesh is added. This is probably the metallic plate Kaseki attaches, called a Williams tube.

The overall design may be based off the Direct-view bistable storage tube by Tektronix.

This astronaut is not only posed as if they're going to begin doing martial arts, but they've also got two gun holsters.

Is this meant to confuse us as to which fighter may be headed to the moon?

Should we be suspecting Ryusui's confidence that he's got a seat on the rocket? Will something happen to him? I just want to know who will be in focus during the final arc…

[dustedmagazine]

Cuticles — Major Works (Siltbreeze)

Cuticles crank rough, scrappy garage punk in remote New Zealand, the guitars a rain of nails, the drums hammering them home. The songs fly outward from a whirling center, always in the process of disintegrating into pure noise. It’s not so much listening as catching the bits and stitching them together. Ragged choruses, incendiary discord, pure exhilarating entropy can be fit with effort into songs.

Cuticles’ four members have been in other Antipodean bands, which I don’t know but you may be better informed. One guitarist, Matthew Plunkett, was in Trendees, while the other, Lisa Preston, did time in Nux Vomica and the Portage. Add a bass player, a drummer and the most rudimentary of recording equipment, and voila, Major Works.

The big radio hit might be “Cheese in My Brain,” a song that slouches to oblivion like a Television Personalities tune falling over its own feet, or the Swell Maps after a 100-hour dance marathon. It’s a pop song that’s taken a hit to the head and wobbles dangerously from side to side. Plunkett sings the chorus (about cheese in his brain, if you were wondering) in his brash, what-are-you-staring-at tenor, while Preston joins in at the giddy climaxes. You could sing along if you were so inclined, though you’d want to watch the shrapnel spraying out of detuned guitar strings.

Plunkett writes most of the songs, some of them premeditated, others plucked out of the air with the tape running, but Preston contributed a few, including “Rabbit Fur Lined Leather Glove” with its woozy Peter Gunn bass line. She’s a presence, to be sure, with her dead-eyed chants and shrieking dissonances. The guitars fritz out in wild bent arcs here, as the song chugs on towards the far distance.

Once in a while, things die down a little, and you can see the outlines of personal, even slightly vulnerable indie fuzz, as in the stately “Afterlife” where the guitar clangor turns grand and architectural and Plunkett’s howl goes somewhere almost anthemic. Here’s a band that’s still fumbling towards its great, definitive song, the one that slots into the limbic system in a Cuticles-sized hole and stays there forever more. Meanwhile, they’re making a wonderful racket with all sorts of potential, and that in itself is worth the ride.

Jennifer Kelly

[deadboyswalking]

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Unpopular opinion: Jujutsu Kaisen fucking sucks. I've given it a shot a couple of different times, and while there are some compelling characters and general ideas, the entire plot and especially the magic system is so poorly thought out that I cannot believe that the author actually did any pre-planning for the overarching story. What, exactly, is all of this building towards? At the beginning, it seemed like Sukuna would be the final boss. Then it switched to Geto, whose relationship and history with Gojo was ACTUALLY the single most compelling thing in the series. Then oh no, his corpse is actually being puppeted by a completely unrelated new cursed spirit character, so we've destroyed any dramatic and emotional impact that was built with the Geto and Gojo dynamic. Look, it's Sukuna again! And he's released his previously unmentioned special attack, Gojo Repellant Bat Spray! LIKE WHERE THE FUCK IS ANY OF THIS BULLSHIT HEADED??? Don't even get me started on the vaguely structured/explained and constantly changing magic system without any real stakes or limits.

"Well, it's hard to keep track of a story that long and a magic system that complex!" Six years. JJK started in 2018. By contrast, Oda started publishing One Piece in 1997 and for 27 years, he's kept up 2 consistent magic systems with clear explanations and limits. It's been clear from the very first arc that the final battle would be at the end of the Grand Line and Luffy would fight to become king of the pirates. The probable final antagonist, Blackbeard, was introduced in 2002 but didn't become relevant until 2005 and has only grown more and more consistently impactful as the story has gone on. Gege could never and he wouldn't even try.

The ONLY strength that JJK has versus just being another Naruto rip-off with Good Guy Karate School versus Bad Guys With Evil Karate is in some of its characters. In particular, the intensely emotional love story and tragedy in Gojo and Geto's relationship is the one shining point in the series. Otherwise, it's a story that can best be summarized as "missed opportunity."

[bonefall]

Ok here is an ask about SPOILERS FOR SHADOW, don't look if you haven't read it:

You really got my hopes up that they were actually going to play into deconstructing Sunbeam's people-pleasing nature and how Nightheart barely knows Sunbeam and might be convincing himself he loves her because in the flawed Clan-swapping system that's' the only way to leave a Clan you are dissatisfied with, and actually portray consequences for Nightheart basically suddenly declaring he's the mate of someone he barely knows and pressuring her into complying. I loved your idea of the Sunbeam rule of three arc. But NO it seems like they are playing this off as True Love after all. Do you have any plans for how you can still include the dynamic you thought they were planning for Night and Sun in your rewrite? (I was thinking maybe she realizes throughout Rewrite Shadow she realizes she is just trying to not make waves and please Berryheart and Nightheart without standing up for herself as you posted about, BUT when Nightheart leaves she sees an out for what she really wants to do, which is get away from Berryheart and not to be forced to fight battles on behalf of the takeover of RiverClan, which she morally objects to. So she's like, hey, they don't let you switch Clans for conscientious objection yet, but there's this weirdo who thinks we're in love who I CAN use as an excuse. And perhaps they end up developing a genuine bond (ideally as friends, though if canon makes it absolutely necessary they could fall in love for real by the end of the series after much more development then they got) in fighting together against Berryheart and xenophobia. Please, you have to figure out a way to fix that because I liked your predictions so much and now it seems the authors just weren't that clever...

I haven't engaged with the leaks yet but I will soon, I'm not a dude who minds spoilers tho so don't worry

I do always read the books before making up my mind though! So I'm going to be taking all the fandom discussion with a grain of salt. Lmao maybe I'll be the final Booboo the Fool with a big chart like "HERE'S HOW CRINGEFAIL NIGHTHEART CAN STILL WIN"

In any case though, don't worry. I don't revamp arcs until they're done but I would never allow Unironic, unexamined Nightsun in my redux lmao. If Nightheart stops being a pathetic loser and his family apologizes to him and kisses his ass, I'm gonna take him out back and beat him like a rug. Spray him down with a hose. Blow dry him until he's fluffy.

Likewise with Sunbeam, if they try to pull a Bristlefrost and ignore her actual personality in favor of "oough i love this boy..." for a whole book, she's going to the pet groomer too. Sunbeam is a people pleaser who ignores problems until they're too large, period.

At bare minimum, Canon Nightsun Endgame in a way I can't avoid, they will at LEAST be queerplatonic after Nightheart confronts his impulsivity.