#disquisition.

[secularprolifeconspectus]

BREAKING: new records expose that Planned Parenthood will sell body parts from healthy, viable babies to universities for intellectual property.

In a batch of freshly released FOIA documents, journalist David Daleiden of the Center for Medical Progress has pieced together a horrifying reality: Planned Parenthood harvests organs from viable, nonanomalous fetuses with documented heartbeats from abortions with labor induction for research at the University of California San Diego in exchange for IP rights. In other words, PP dissects healthy premies who are old enough to live outside the womb after making sure they are alive and delivering them intact, per their contract with UCSD, in which PP gets to keep all royalties for patents developed from experiments. And the Spanish-speaking mothers didn't give informed consent to this. In other words, and they prey on vulnerable minorities for their babies.

How do I know this is true? It's because I am the associate reporter in this video, and David emailed me the documents to read for myself.

Evidence includes:

Transfer agreement outlining the exchange of fetal tissue for ownership of research IP

Research plan approved by the UCSD Institutional Review Board requesting organ samples from nonanomalous fetuses up to 23 weeks gestation (that's nearly 6 months old; periviability begins at 21 weeks)

Same research plan calling for verification of a heartbeat immediately before the procedure to ensure the fetuses are living (this keeps their tissues fresh; the fetuses cannot be given a feticide to "euthanize" (poison) them before the procedure, because this would contaminate the tissues; this means the fetuses are either bled out or dismembered alive)

Did I mention this plan calls for up to 2,500 samples from 2,500 fetuses?

Email chain discussing the use of heavy doses of misoprostol before abortions after 12.5 weeks (forces labor contractions to deliver the baby — may result in live birth)

Donation consent forms in English which state the tissue may be used commercially, but in Spanish exclude this info entirely (San Diego has a large immigrant population, so this is racist targeting)

No, I cannot say for certain that PP actually did cut up healthy premies. But I am saying, it is documented that they were willing to do so, and that should be enough to cause alarm.

Protecting premature infants is a nonpartisan human rights issue. Everyone should be outraged about this violation of the vulnerable.

I've had folks suggest to me before that this is just a few "bad actors", but they're missing the bigger picture of how the abortion industrial complex enables these crimes. It is a natural outcome of the system, and it must be dismantled. You cannot permit elective abortion without permiting violence against premature infants. Tell your representatives to divest from Big Abortion NOW.

[hanzajesthanza]

you know what would have been a great idea for blood and wine—if dettlaff didn’t speak human speech. since most vampires presumably don’t...

which would leave regis stuck translating back and forth between geralt and dettlaff as a kind of intermediary and negotiator… placing a ton of pressure on him to be accurate, but yet… as regis tends to be, compulsively diplomatic... (geralt would understand this a bit because he’s worked as a translator—“a little sacrifice”—but he’s not as eager to kiss and make up)

… i think this would be ‘fun’ (/s) for regis… whose happiness is . nearly entirely dependent on his friends’ concord and happiness.

and bonus points if regis is rusty at vampiric, having not spoken it for a century or so :)

this would end up with at least one of these clichés:

“… he… 😵‍💫 he said… 🤔 he’s not very happy with you.”

“but… what did he actually say? 🤨”

“i… cannot tell you that 😇”

[solarsystems-greatestpsychic]

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#inquire the oracle | asks

#disquisition | roshuuto speaks

#it talks? | ooc

// OOC.

// As promised, here is the stinky slimy fucker. The only rules worth noting is to have fun and be (mostly) sane. Cyberbully the hell out of him if you wish, he's here for you to throw tomatoes at. Go wild.

Important to note: THIS BLOG IS NOT SPOILER-FREE. Roshuuto is a character that features exclusively in the Reigen spinoff—I suggest you read it first before interacting so you don't get confused or spoiled.

Another: mun ≠ muse. He's the asshole saying asshole things here, I'm just a little guy.

Kitty, she/they, main is @darkkitty1208 and I write fanfic and do rp sometimes. Same person behind @thebetterreigen where I rp Reigen's sister.

[lulabo]

it's been literally 20 years (apparently dear LORD) and I still regularly get salty that the Sherman-Palladinos made die-hard audiophile music nerd and also vicarious-drama-lover Lane Kim say she was embarrassed to have a thing for Fleetwood Mac

[refractaling]

◇ welcome ◇

hi and welcome to the blog. we're a currently (heavily reseached) selfdx DID system. you can call us Gilded (he/they collectively). this is mostly just a place for us to talk about our experiences and scream into the void.

we block whoever we don't want interacting, but if you use "sysmed" or "tramascum" to describe people, disrespectfully go away.

we're open to questions and dms. just keep in mind that we're not professionals and we're not here for you to vent to. thanks :]

we'll sign off most posts with our emojis or you can find our individual posts under [emoji].txt

(more info under cut)

◇ Alters that might post here ◇

🔥 Diluc (he/him)

🪦 M (he/ they)

🌿 Forest (he/they)

🎨 Albedo (they/he/she)

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🌟 (star/xe/they/he)

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◇ A Guide to Our Tags ◇

"Behind the Frame" - talking about our experiences

"A Golden Opportunity" - shitposts lol

"A Golden Disquisition" - our long rambles about our various hyperfixations

"gilded.txt" - when we don't know who's fronting or it's just a whole system comment

"[emoji].txt" - a sign off for each alter

"A Look Inside" - inner world photo inspiration or discussion

"The Gilded Gallery" - art reblogs, including our own works

"Framed in Gold" - our personal artworks

"resource.txt" & "info.txt" - exactly what they sound like. tags for resources and info. usually about DID or other mental health topics.

[alohapromisesforever]

First Principles: In Disquisitions of Every Kind There are Certain Primary Truths, Or First Principles, Upon Which All Subsequent Reasoning Must Depend

“In disquisitions of every kind there are certain primary truths, or first principles, upon which all subsequent reasoning must depend.” – Alexander Hamilton (1788)

[mybuddyjimmy]

Disquisition

Disquisition [dis-kwə-ZIH-shən]  Part of speech: noun Origin: Latin, mid-17th century  1. A long or elaborate essay or discussion on a particular subject.  Examples of disquisition in a sentence  “Lucian submitted a disquisition of poetry inspired by Shakespeare for his thesis.”  “I don’t just love cheese — I wrote a disquisition on the origins of cheesemaking.”  #wordoftheday

[doodlingwren]

Eheheh yes!!! Yes!!!

Since you've posted the ✨lore✨I add here my impressions + some stuff I thought while reading the rambles since somehow my mind wandered off and started making theories. Some are questions for the worldbuilding bc I’m curious, some others are just chit chat.

Probably I need to update my knowledge a lil bit of the Pokémon Universe, but this is a start (haven’t checked much for this franchise after the Sun and Moon games).

Since Sanctuary is a region does it mean that the marine world is also part of it or it’s a completely different plase (same question for the Underworld)?

Like while I was reading, I imagined it as some sort of ancient underwater ruins on the coast but still in this region or somewhere in a small archipelago not so far, the mainland (still underwater). So, the main PC has to move around and explore, before learning of its existence.

Same for the Hades Arc that is… well… the Underworld. My best guess would be to put it somewhere underground since at one point my mind remembered of the Underground City of Naples. To explain it, there’s the city but you can get in this great network of tunnels, cavities that sort of follow the city on the surface, some parts are actually living spaces while others are actually catacombs (edgy vibe). It's a city under the city.

I don't know if you've already some ideas for the Shoko Route, but the first thing that came in my mind was for Katya to do the Silver-esque rival. From what I can recall from the manga, she and other 2 silver saints were sent to capture Saori. Can be linked or not to the Sanctuary’s League Corruption problem (Katya works for the Sanc. Then has some regrets or change of heart and change sides) but if you ever need to have a Ikki for the route, here you go.

For the other Saintias, I don’t know, since they never had anything, rivalry related like Seiya’s group had in the Galaxian Wars Arc? Mostly bc Shoko’s main goal is to save her sister and not to fight against the fake Pope like it was for the Bronze Saints (yeah in the manga there’s also the Saga moment but there’s all the Ares plot so uhm I don’t know if you want to do something with that). Maybe Mii, who is Saori’s personal maid can be the first friendly-rival with the excuse of wanting to test Shoko’s skills and determination to serve Athena?

I don't know why I got so interested in the Shoko Route, probably bc I really really liked the manga.

Regarding the BIG EVIL! Organizations ft. Poseidon and Hades, there isn’t really a lot to say here but just to be sure, those two already existed at the ND time and have always been pointed as scapegoat to draw attention away from the corruption problem or it’s something made up by the Elite Four for the occasion?

I picture in my head that the administration for the Sanc. League has always been problematic (the chairman position is often empty, or it passes a lot of time between a leader and another one, so in the meantime there’s a substitute so more problems with it as well etc.) but after Saga’s involvement and activities the whole thing just got so much worse they really needed somebody to blame for the general instability.

I haven’t watched Omega yet so there’s not a lot I can say with. I know I should be adding my silly comment on it but y'all have to wait until I have seen with my two globes of sight the Series U_U

At this point I’ve wrote enough. Time to get to the random comments section of the wall text where I write the stuff my mind thought while reading.

MU HAS A SWABLU OMG AND HE CARRIES LOVE LETTERS OMG

Deathmask is a lil loser 💖 I also misread this part and thought actually owned the casino (which can help explain why some people connected to Saga’s got a place in the Elite4)?

Shaka’s as a professional broadcaster needs a fanart. Does he help Saga’s with hiding the real situation of the Sanc. League as well or he just shoves it off (like he doesn’t talk abt it or, at least in public shows to have a neutral/positive opinion of it)?

Old man yaoi

Last thing, I can guess (?) that each Saint lives in a different city in the Region and the PC has to go to all of them in a precise order (zodiac wise) to get the badges. Like, you can’t go in Shaka’s city or asking him to battle you without first having obtained Aiolia’s badge (?).

Okay, so uhm. That was my opinion I got after getting the ✨lore✨do what you want with it 😂

StS x Pokemon AU brainstorming stuff

Now I'll have to publicly share some flow of thoughts rambles, I've been accumulating for an year now.

Bless @ectogusher for listening to my rambles, and @doodlingwren for busting my door open to finally share what I got.

Excuse me as I talk in my notes as if these things were like a guide/romhack shit

All under read more bc it gets long c:

Here's the main skeleton of this whole deal-

Sanctuary = Its own region. No new fakemons, but it's a sizeable piece of land that has gathered up a wide variety of various species found across the globe. This worldwide thing also influences the type of trainers and people from all over the world going there. If we were to touch on the subject of game mechanics: There would be most of them (Mega evolutions, terastalise, Dynamax even Paradox pokemon forms) further showing how mysterious and mythical this region is.

PC - Seiya / Shoko Rivals - Seiya -> The other bronze boys / Shoko ->The other saintias

With Ikki being the Silver-esque type of rival, meanwhile Shiryu/Hyoga/Shun all follow the same line of friendly rival archetype. I still haven't thought that far on the Shoko route.

Other prominent NPCs:

Professor Shion: Former gym leader, he was once offered the champion title but refused it. Claiming that his passion was in research and studies, rather than the battlefield. Due to stepping down from battles, his friendship/relationship with Dohko has strained over time. Shion is the one who brought Mu to Sanctuary down the line.

Schoolkid Kiki: Catching Tutorial NPC. He can be usually found at the Pokemon School in Mu's city. He will inherit Mu's mantle down the line. The pokemon he uses in the tutorial is a Noibat;

League Chairwoman Saori Kido - With Julien Solo and Hades coming in as other seemingly "investors" on the project

Gym leaders: Most of these guys' aces aren't fully evolved, bc they chose to keep them like that. Yadda yadda friendship boosting their favorites.

Mu: Sinnoh - Dragon - Dragonair

Aldebaran: Hoenn - Ground - Rhydon

Saga/Kanon: Alola - Water - Gyarados (Saga)/Kingdra (Kanon)

Deathmask: Kalos - Dark - Murkrow

Aiolia: Sanctuary (native) - Electric - Electabuzz

Shaka: Kanto - Psychic - Alakazam

Dohko: Johto - Fighting - Mienshao

Milo: Unova - Bug - Volcarona

Elite fours:

Aiolos: Sanctuary - Fire - Charizard

Shura: Galar - Steel - Metagross

Camus: Sinnoh - Ice - ? (Either Froslass or Glaceon)

Aphrodite: Paldea - Poison - Roserade

Champion - ??? (the plot twist is that: the PC wouldn't fight the 3rd gym leader, bc Saga was pretending to be the champion. When he really wasn't chosen or appointed to that position)

Evil organisations: They definetely do exist, and they are obviously tied to the aforementioned Julien and Hades figures. But I still haven't thought that far.

Worldbuilding notes:

Muvians are similar to draconids (introduced in ORAS), a small tribe that originates from Sinnoh and has some deep connections and bonds to dragon types. Which means, any muvian = dragon type specialist or in the very least owns one. Muvians are also meant to have a foot in aura sensitivity (see characters like Lucario, Riley, etc.);

Sanctuary's League has a rampant corruption problem, as seen by what I mentioned about Saga. The two evil organisations are basically being pitched against one another, as smokescreen for the real problem. Their current champ is this sort of "elusive" figure. There hasn't been a proper champion in a long time. And yet, according to paperwork and the system, it states that the role is currently filled by someone. Anyone that isn't tied to Saga's schemes is left in the shadows, even those that allegedly should be the closest to him (Aiolos for SURE has no clue of what's going on. He's probably hiding or declared missing in action during the events, and only shows up when the time comes to challenge the E4).

There's a small timeline:

ND folks (a good few years into the past) -> Classic folks -> Omega folks (+20 years into the future)

In ND's setting we see how odd and hapharzadly the League was instated in the region. Which sets up the perfect grounds for Saga to exploit down the line;

Shion and Dohko are recently turned gym leader here. Mu comes onto the picture a good few years after ND's events; In a way, since Tenma would be the PC here and Alone his rival. It could be the Red vs Blue type of ordeal.

In Omega we'd see how the League is trying to remedy its reputation & amend for Saga's schemes, with an entirely new set of gym leaders and League members. + Former league members can still be found and fought in the post game, Silver/Gold style.

Individual notes:

Mu - Obligatory pokemon Aldemu food

Mu used to own a Gible and Alde once owned a Trapinch, at some point they traded pokemon. So now, Alde has a Garchomp in his personal team and Mu has a Flygon;

Mu's battle team against young trainers has a Swablu, which is used as a messenger to carry mail exchanges between him and Alde;

Mu LOVES pokemon dolls and has a huge collection of it. In the post-game: PC can find Mu and Alde on a date at the region's big mall, with them looking at a shop's display window. Mu gets mad at PC for ruining his date, but would give out his pokegear number;

Aldebaran -

Aldebaran gym's city is also where the pokemon day-care can be found. He may not run it, but he often helps out the elderly couple currently in charge of it;

In the post-game: After adding Mu's re-match call number. Alde can ba found on the route between his and Mu's towns, he was on his way to take a meal for him, and he also shares with PC that they bought the doll in the end

Saga/Kanon -

PC doesn't really get to fight for the 3rd gym badge. Rather, it's simply handed out by Kanon, who approaches them to talk about how the leader hasn't been seen in so long;

Saga's "fall from grace" comes from a humiliating match against Aiolos, originally fighting for the E4 member promotion which he lost. Despite the clear type advantage;

It's left implied that these two were meant to be gym leaders, the matches would have been double battles.

Deathmask -

DM gym's city houses a Game corner (Casino) and a contest hall. First sighting of an E4 member is Aphrodite, who introduces PC to them;

DM is a sore loser AND has no qualms with cheating against his challengers, if it means he gets to maintain his "streak". In the battle against PC he would use an overleveled Crawdaunt;

In the post-game: PC will get a hint from Shaka's radio talkshow mentioning DM's whereabouts, in the city's underground game corner;

DM's strength is everything philosophy = DM's entire personal team consists of very strong dark types with some form of 4x weakness;

DM is well in kahoots with Saga's schemes;

Aiolia - TBA I haven't thought anything for him c':

Shaka -

Shaka gym's city is meant to be the largest and the most advanced one (Saffron and Goldenrod cities style), it has the region's largest shop for expensive and important items. It also has a radio tower, which broadcasts various programs (professor talk, loterry ticket, poke flute, etc), Shaka hosts a talk show where he commentates on PC's progress, all while actively putting down/poking fun at his defeated colleagues. Under specific time slots, he will have a guest join him, which will be an exchange between the various league's members. But the most important one is where he will be joined by the region's "champion";

Shaka is a fan-favorite across several trainers in the region, with many NPCs commentating how much they love tuning in to hear him talk & so on;

Shaka is also well known for his psychci prowess (Sabrina style);

Shaka is also deeply involved in Saga's schemes;

Dohko -

Dohko gym's city also houses the pokéathlon. With Dohko going undefeated in all the challenges, until PC comes along;

Post-game: to get Dohko's number for rematches. PC has to visit Shion after obtaining a certain number of species then, take a mail key item to Dohko. And THEN they get Dohko's number. it's a love letter, an invitation for some tea at noon

Milo - TBA I haven't thought anything for him c':

And "unfortunately", that's all I got x)

I suppose this is a lot better than trying to find all my notes scattered around all over the place. Hope it makes sense or that in the very least, it's fun to read through.

RN I focused on the classic folks bc it's the one I've been working and thinking of for the longest time.

[secularprolifeconspectus]

This is my last X highlight post as I am deleting my X account :( But you can still follow me here and on IG @/antipersonhood :)

[refractaling]

My therapist gave me homework for the week. The task? To make a list of my strengths and weakness. And also talk about my actual self verses my ideal self.

Now I told her that I think I have DID, but she hasn't brought it up since so I'm not really sure what's going on, but I digress...

Anyways, this prompt got me thinking about what that means for us. Because my actual self as Forest is pretty much exactly how I present to my therapist. But it's the ideal self that I'm so hung up on. Because my ideal self is basically other alters. Like I want to be more confident like Val, or stronger like D. I want to be able to set boundaries or push back against our abusers like Rouge.

My ideal self already exists inside of me. But I don't really have control over it.

But where does that leave me? Maybe.. I think just because other people in my system also have those traits doesn't mean I can't work towards my own definition of those traits.. right? That's healing, I think. It's learning how to be a better, more happier version of myself. Maybe I can learn from those other alters and ask their advice.. Like how they manage to be so strong or so confident.

My role is to hold trauma memories. So I have a lot on my plate, but maybe taking advice and growing from others in my system could help me manage that stress instead of bottling it all up...

anyways, ramble over I think lol

- forest 🌿

[solarsystems-greatestpsychic]

Don't accuse of me of such wrongful conviction! And I didn't curse your employee—the curse moved onto her! I had NOTHING to do with it!

Regardless, that is in the past. We are adults. We can move on from that. What I really came here to say—ahem, what do you say we... reconcile? This case I have, it's of utmost urgency, from a VIP client—if I could hazard a guess, you've never had one of those—and I would like to humbly offer you (momentary!) partnership to finish this job.

My rival... I did not expect to see you here. Copied my business model and got yourself a moblr, too? HAHAHAHA. I'm flattered!

- @solarsystems-greatestpsychic // i would like to apologise in advance

Hey, aren't you that one guy that cursed my employee?

And what are you even talking about? My moblr blog's been on here way longer than yours. If anything, you probably copied me!

[gracerings]

louis tuning out armand having philosophical disquisitions about god and the meaning of goodness on their first date to listen to a hallucination of his ex aggressively sing to him that he’s a sad whore is comedy AND tragedy gold

[mostly-marvel-musings]

Love me back to life - Part 1

A/N: We all knew this was coming! Leave a heart, comment or reblog if you enjoyed the story :))

Pairing: Tony Stark x F! Reader

Warnings: 18+ angst but a little hurt comfort as well. Tony’s kind of an asshole in this one, the relationship isn’t exactly healthy.

Word count: 1.9k

Tony Stark Masterlist

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He was late.

Again.

Tony had missed dinner for the fifth time in a row now, not that you were counting. It had been over fifteen hours since you last saw the man, not that you were counting. And it had been over two weeks since you had had sex with him, but not that you were counting.

Tony Stark - the man, the myth, the legend. Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. The best if not most popular Avenger in the entire world. A man with more enemies than friends. Also, your fiance. But you were unsure about the last bit.

He had proposed six months ago in a room full of disquisitive journalists that went ballistic at the announcement. A glittery rock that easily cost more than your apartment sat on your finger, for the world to see you were his.

Of course, that didn’t stop dumb, heavy-chested women to throw themselves at him at social events. You were privy to it all, because you had faith in him that he didn’t have eyes for anybody else. At least you knew that in the past. Now though, you weren’t so sure. It had become somewhat of a ritual for the two of you to enter a party hand in hand and go your separate ways.

He would be the center of attention, obviously, enjoying every bit of the adulation he got while you would find a deserted corner for yourself and your beloved glass of wine. By the time the night ended, or rather morning, Tony would be drunk off his ass or passed out with a random blonde drooling nearby. You would have Happy Hogan to help get him home, where he’d disappear in his lab once he regained consciousness.

Never in your life did you think you’d be jealous of a goddamn laboratory. The room who got to see Tony every single day, for the longest time, sometimes for days on end. His safe space that you once thought you were.

You did everything in your might to be there for him, it took effort and sacrifices on your part, but Tony was worth it all. He had managed to crawl his way into your heart and carve a space meant just for him, with no room for a third. You loved him with every last cell in your body, you did. You just wish he could see that, and even if he could see it, you wished he could care enough to let you know your efforts weren’t fruitless.

Yet another expensive bottle of wine sat in the ice bucket, the food you’d ordered from his favorite restaurant now cold, the velvety red dress you’d purchased just for him now hung on your frame unappreciated. Your mood plummeted with every glass of wine you finished, watching the hours tick by.

“FRIDAY, where is he?” you sighed, asking the AI who’d become your informant and best friend, as sad as that was.

In the lab, Miss. Do you want me to remind him again?

Her crisp voice sounded through the walls, almost sympathetic to your state.

“No. Don’t bother him. Wouldn’t make much of a difference anyway.” you murmured, swallowing the last bit of disappointment before getting up and heading to your room.

In the shower, you had let the tears flow and mix with the water that cascaded down your body, mind exhausted from the constant heartbreak. You knew that the only thing waiting for you outside that door was the giant, empty bed that had the last traces of Tony on them.

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You had woken up with a stinging headache the next day, a futile glance to your left let you know Tony hadn’t made it to bed last night. It wasn’t uncommon. The occurrence had just multiplied over the last few months.

If you were keeping track, and you were, it had been over two days since Tony had slept, FRIDAY corroborated your suspicions as well.

You got dressed and headed downstairs to his lab, a blast of cold air sent chills down your spine as you entered.

There he was.

Surrounded by screens emitting a glowing blue light, mouth mumbling something incoherent to your non-science based mind, fingers trembling as he moved about the space, drawing your attention to the numerous empty cups of coffee that lay strewn. His eyes weren’t focusing on his task at hand, his stats reflected in red, flashing before you and letting you know his heart rate was way over normal.

“Tony.” you called softly, waiting for him to turn around and see you. You repeated yourself when he did not, placing a hand on his back only for him to jump and be startled at the touch.

“Hey! It’s only me.”

He seemed to relax instantly once he saw you, you however grew worried at his appearance. Eyes that looked beyond tired, bags under them concerning, his whole body language screamed exhaustion.

“FRIDAY, shut this thing off.” you mumbled, taking Tony by his hand to the couch that sat near the wall to your right. You were glad he didn’t protest, and borderline worried if he had the energy left to do so.

He didn’t.

You handed him water, watching him flinch at first probably realizing it wasn’t coffee before finishing it in one go. He grabbed your wrist before you could turn around again, looking up at you desperately, his brown orbs yelling a silent cry of help.

What broke your heart is that it wasn’t the first time this had happened.

“Tony, you have to eat something.”

“No.”

He pulled you down next to him, planting his head in your lap while his arms wound around your middle, hugging you like his life depended on it, which it was. His breathing evened out as sleep finally took over almost instantly. You sighed, leaning back against the plush sofa, your fingers found their way in Tony’s hair, carding through them while your eyes brimmed with tears.

“I’d like to not die of this cold, FRI.” you closed your eyes, letting a few stray tears escape as everything around you returned to homeostasis, even if internally things were radically different.

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“When was the last time you had a good night’s sleep, Y/N?”

Rhodey’s voice pulled your attention away from the paintings you were sifting through. A major chunk of Tony Stark’s fan following were kids, who sent him drawings of Iron Man swooping in to save the day. They always put a smile on your face, watching their faces light up with joy every time he waved at them, signed their drawings, picked one of the kids up for a pose.

“I’m pretty sure that question was meant for that crazy genius of a man signing autographs over there.”

You pointed to Tony at the far end of the restaurant you were at, clicking pictures with a bunch of teenagers who were gushing over him, signing their posters and entertaining them with his stories.

“And to answer your question, it’s been the same amount of time since he had a good night’s sleep.” you sighed, leaning back against your chair, sipping on your drink, avoiding Rhodey’s eyes.

It worried him greatly watching his two friends struggle, watching their health deteriorate in front of his eyes was heartbreaking.

“Do you want me to talk to him?”

“By all means, knock yourself out, Rhodes.” You chuckled, knowing fully well how that interaction was gonna go. You had been there and done that. It was falling on deaf ears.

There was a commotion which caught your eye. Tony Stark stumbled out of the restaurant clutching a hand over his heart.

Panic set in as you both followed him out, pushing people out of the way as they gathered with their phones out, capturing every moment.

You saw him step into his suit, the metal closing in around the man like a second skin before he knelt on the road in distress.

“Check the heart, Jarvis. Is it—is it the brain?” Tony took in a deep breath, trying everything in his might to find the source of his current state.

No sign of cardiac anomaly or unusual brain activity, Sir.

Jarvis spoke in his crystal clear voice, the suit display showing him stats that everything was normal.

“Okay, was I poisoned then?”

My diagnosis is that you’ve experienced a severe anxiety attack.

Tony’s eyes went wide in realization, he couldn’t believe it. His heart hammered against his ribcage, his breath still labored but he was okay. It was just an anxiety attack. It could be handled.

The chatter of people around bothered him and before you or Rhodey could utter a word, he took off, zooming off into the sky, homebound.

Rhodey wrapped an arm around your shoulders, giving you a reassuring squeeze as you closed your eyes and sighed.

“That idiot needs an intervention and damn it, he’s gonna get one. Don’t worry, Y/N, we’ll bring him back.”

.

Rhodey wasted no time in storming into his lab, catching the Avenger sitting still in the Ford Model B who looked mildly irked when his music was turned off.

“I’ve got to change the combination of the doors.” He muttered.

“Yeah, you probably should so nobody would find you dead in this lab.” Rhodey glared at the man who was avoiding his eyes, fiddling around with a screwdriver, his fingers trembling.

“Seriously Tony, what have you done to yourself?” He asked, his voice softer this time.

Tony’s eyes had sunken since the last time he saw him, his face distraught. All signs of PTSD visible in his demeanor.

“You need to accept the fact that you’re not okay, Tony. You need help. And sleep. And food—”

“And Y/N.”

Rhodey stopped mid-sentence at his admission, giving his shoulder a squeeze as Tony’s brown eyes glistened, finally looking up at his oldest friend.

“Oh I’m glad you still remember her.”

“She’ll save me. She always has.” Tony murmured mostly to himself, leaning back against the car seat.

“She’ll save you alright. But what about her? What about the relationship? There won’t be a relationship to save if you keep this up, Stark. That woman has done more for you than you could possibly imagine. You’re killing yourself and you’re taking her with you.”

Tony’s heart dropped to his stomach at Rhodey’s words. He was right.

You were there for the man since the world got to know he was Iron Man. After Obadiah Stane almost killed him, after Ivan Vanko, after he fell through the wormhole. It was you who kept him alive somehow. You had been there for him.

Always.

He, on the other hand, had always taken advantage of that. He had been a terrible boyfriend and a fiance, hell, he had been an awful human being these past few months.

It was almost surprising that you hadn’t left him yet. However, by the way your appearances in his lab had seemingly reduced, he was sure you were close to giving up. He wouldn’t blame you if you did. You didn’t deserve this treatment.

You deserved better.

Find Part 2 here :)

[fipindustries]

i am fucking LOVING this sudden disquisition about the virtues of democracy in my comic about cosmic multiversal demigods

[solarsystems-greatestpsychic]

I will not stand to see such blasphemy being spread! I did not contract the curse """"on purpose"""", though I admit the curse having passed onto you was purely due to my negligence and—admittedly rare—lack of diligence at the time, despite the fact that the reason this has happened can be boiled down to how you... just happen to be in my vicinity, and with the nature of the spread being proximity it was practically inevitable.

However, so much as this was purely accidental, I do feel the need to take some accountability—especially as someone relied by many and regarded with great credibility by others! So: I vow to never again, indirectly or not, bring harm in anyone's way!

Such is the ethics of my work. Rest assured I will not let this unfortunate event happen again in future spiritual endeavours!

You faced a deadly curse?

YES !! I DID !!

when i first began my mentorship with spirits n' such we had stumbled upon an opportunity with the rising sun union ( booo 🍅🍅 ) at a REALLLYY haunted forest . it was a difficult place to navigate because of an evil force haunting it ! unfortunate to say, but i almost feel victim to it's trickery ... i did live to see another day though ...

regardless, not long after, roshuto dozen @solarsystems-greatestpsychic had contracted the curse attributed with the spirit ON PURPOSE . he passed it to me in a last-ditch effort to survive ... i would've died if it wasn't for master reigen @greatestpsychic21 .

y'know i hope master reigen's alright . i know he's bald right now, but he could at least check in through text ... :[

[lilyrachelcassidy]

'Amity' (Felix Catton x Reader)

A/N: Hiya, y'all. Welcome back after this what-seems-like-forever hiatus. Coming back with a fully-fluffy fluff, so if you are feeling mushy today, go for it.

Warnings: As much as I love exploiting TGs, today is not the day.

Summary: Some fluffy encounter with Felix.

Word Count: 0.6k

"Y/N, yeah?" asked a voice behind you.

You turned around, clearly startled to see no other than Felix Catton right in front of you. It was unforeseen, seeing as he had never engaged in nothing beyond a quick gaze exchange with you. You always wondered who would be the one to give in and finally initiate a conversation, should that ever happen in the first place.

"What's up?" you asked, innocently, bestowing him with a friendly grin on your part. Instinctively, he reciprocated the gesture.

"Uhm.. yeah. So I have seen you around the campus. Plenty of time, actually. We never really had a chance to talk... And I... you know..." He began toying with his fingers, momentarily losing your gaze.

Was he stressed? It seemed so... A bizarre sight it was, seeing a flustered man of two meters stumbling upon his words and blushing like a girl. Upon his downcast smile, your grin ever so widened at the cuteness of this scene.

But gosh, was he bewitching. These doe brown eyes and slightly too-long-hair played the tricks on your mind as he stood there, dwarfing over your figure with his lofty posture.

"You know, if you want to ask me out..." A taunting smirk pained on your lips. "I would be more than pleased to say 'yes.'"

He instantaneously, somehow with too much animation, looked at you from the ground. His eyes held a state of avidity and relief in them. After ogling you for a few seconds, frozen, he probably realized that he was gaping and so he smiled at you keenly with his gaze momentarily dropping to your lips. It was a hasty action, almost imperceptible if you weren't scrutinizing his face. But you noticed.

"Really?" he more sighed than asked. Even so, your eyes lit up and you nodded, trying to pull off the most composed version of yourself, yet failing miserably. "So that's cool."

You both laughed at that. You studied each other's expressions for longer than necessary, the two of you somehow locked in the moment and not able to draw away. Somewhere in the background, someone called out your name and it finally clicked that you should probably get going at this point.

"Listen, as much as I love talking to you... I have to go," you said with a pout which was actually genuine. You detested the fact that you couldn't stay out any longer, delve into the chat with Felix; but your teacher probably had already begun the lecture and it didn't deem ideal for you to lose another one of disquisitions after a day of a hangover break. Or a series of such breaks.

Felix pursed his lips, disappointment imparting on his features. With a mere nod of acknowledgment, he forced on a smile, making some nugatory movement with his arms as if suddenly not knowing what to do with them. "So see you after classes, yeah?"

"Mhm..." you hummed, casually smiling at him in response. Once he started to walk away, his long legs taking the strides that quickly carried him away from you, you determined to ask him one last question before departing: "Don't you want my phone number or something?"

He only twisted his head over his shoulder to get a better view of you. Then he beamed at you. "Already got it."

And he winked. A cocky, playful wink that made your insides flip.

A minute or two later, your phone screen lit up with the unknown number sending over a text: "So a picnic, next weekend?"

xoxoxooxooxoxoox

A/N: I feel like everyone at some point of their lives has to have a crush on Jacob Elordi. Imo the best version of him is the one in Saltburn, like *a girly scream of thirst.* As always, constructive criticism and whatever feedback highly appreciated.