#eile why

[ebbpettier]

my favorite simon snow headcanon is "spells didn't affect simon correctly and he couldn't cast magician/human magic well at watford because it was an ugly duckling situation and the dragon wings were his swan moment before it all went to shit"

[mybiasisexo]

[lambden]

[cyclone-rachel]

still didn't get the General's name revealed, huh

[trollocs-ooc]

Does Liexii's name sound vaguely chinese to anyone else or am i tripping from lack of sleep

[richkidcityfriends]

i gcónaí ag déanamh iontais cén fáth i labhairamach.com níor fhreagair sí le "athníonn ciaróg ciaróg eile." bheadh ​​​​sí dúnta suas iad chomh tapaidh. cailín tá siad ag glaoch ort ciara cíaróg bhí sé CEART ANN

[artbyblastweave]

So I want to draw out some of the grousings I put in the tags of @phaeton-flier's recent post on Waller's characterization in My Adventures with Superman.

I think the problem you're gonna run into with adapting Waller in 2024 is that they basically nailed her completely twenty years ago in the DCAU Justice League continuity, they already captured the perfect balance of good intentions and ruthless utilitarian amorality. In the DCAU, Waller's arrival on the scene was contextualized by more than a decade of superheroic precedent- she lives in a world where Superman specifically got brainwashed into attacking earth, she lives in a world where Kryptonian war criminals took a shot at Earth, she lives in a world where an alternate-universe totalitarian Superman crossed dimensional boundaries to take a shot at earth. She lives in a world where Superman helped disarm the world's nuclear arsenal at the behest of a guy who turned out to be the fifth column for an extraterrestrial invasion. She lives in a world where the Justice League formed specifically to stop something similar happening again and then tripped over their own dicks when one of their founding members turned out to be a partisan mole for an extraterrestrial empire. She lives in a world where these city-leveling clowns have consolidated sixty or seventy other city-leveling clowns in an orbiting circus that's armed with a city-leveling orbital laser canon. This is just the stuff that would have made the in-universe news, there's even more I'm not mentioning here. In other words, she lives in a world where it's completely reasonable not to trust the superheroes and to want to have contingencies against them.

She does horrible things in pursuit of those contingencies, but they're targeted, goal oriented horrible things. Aside from her usual suicide squad routine she clones and basically enslaves dozens of super-soldiers, which is of course terrible on the face of it, but comparatively easy to justify from the realpolitik cold-equation way in which she approaches things. When her bullshit generates externalities for civilians, it's not because she sics those super soldiers on them. She doesn't declare martial law. That's not what she's after! She just keeps losing control of the bastards, and then she shrugs, and she signs off on additional bastards from scientists and magicians who've proven time and time again that they do not have their shit buttoned down- but what else is she going to do? Roll over? Let the capes treat the world like their playground?

Crucially, the DCAU version is also capable of realizing when she's prioritized the wrong threat- she's capable of re-evaluating and de-escalating. She's got a foil on that show, a guy who starts from the same place of concern as her but isn't capable of course-correcting because he's too much of a belligerent paranoid maniac. That guy is General Wade Eiling. And in a version of MAWS that doesn't need to set Sam Lane up for a redemption arc, I would have Waller as the one in Sam's position, as the well-meaning extremist who loses control of the monster she created and gets frozen out in favor of a significantly less principled hardliner in the form of Eiling. Alas.

The fundamental thing about Waller, at least to me, is that she's uninteresting as a ground-floor antagonist. While I've yet to get around to the original Suicide Squad run where Waller originated, I'm confident in my understanding that it was a postmodern project from the word go, exploiting years of ossified genre convention and rogue's gallery bloat to make the points that it was trying to make. This is part of why I think the first Suicide Squad film went over like a lead balloon- it tried to wish that built-up continuity into existence out of nowhere, whereas the second movie was simply a lot more naturalistic about faking that larger context. This show feels like it's doing something similar on a meta-level- exploiting decades of audience familiarity with Waller and how plots involving her tend to go, in a way that papers over how weirdly early in the progression of this continuity they've brought her into the fray. She usually isn't the joyless jackboot on the frontline trying to snuff out the incipient heroic age- she's the beleaguered repairmen brought in years after the novelty has worn off, after the superheroes have had their goddamn chance, with all the ups and downs and near-misses that entails, so that she can make entirely novel mistakes in reaction to that context. As it stands, she's kind of 0 to 100 in this, and something about it feels off.

[memelordotherblog]

Which of the Mickey Rouges has Donald meet that aren’t Pete in the comics, drawings do not count, it has to be a comic. Here, we'll be counting any comic that we can get our hands on because it makes things way easier, trust me, guys.

Blot: This is a easy one, Blot has meet Donald a good amount of time, even in his pk form.

Scuttle: idk why I completely forgot, Scuttle technical first appearance is literally a duck comic (yes had a different name, but his name changes alot through before finally landing on Scuttle). So yeah, Scuttle and Donald had met.

Portis: Correct me if I'm wrong but I don't think these two had even talk to eachother before. They appeared in the same comics together but I don't think they ever technically meet.

Eil: Weirdly yes. There was these weird UK comics where he was the main bad guy since Scrooge didn't exist. They also meet in Lonesome Ghosts in the Machine.

Trudy: also yes and in different universes too, wild that she meet Donald but Portis seemedly haven't.

Sylvester: Yes but for the longest time they haven't and it drove me crazy.

Vulter: Meet reaglar Doanld and pk at the same time and melted his car. I don't know what to do with this information.

Miklos: No, (change that topolino, please)

Rhymes: Nope.

Doublejoke: triple nope.

Professor Ecks, doublex, tripelx: Kinda of? Okay, so there frist meeting was super weird since they were going for a classic vibe and decided to change their names and act like this the first time anyone have meet them, but they did meet again in the Captain Nemo series. So yes.

[ask-the-totally-real-peppino]

Wait why would you need to say sorry to Noisette?

Pep: "..."

Pep: "Reh ot deil I... I..."

(Flashback Begins)

Noisette: "Is someone out here? We are open!"

Noisette: "Omigosh, hi there!!! Come in, come in! There's no need to be shy!"

Noisette: "You're just in time for some fresh pie! Not that it was gonna go anywhere, since no one's come in today... But still! If that growl was you, you must be starving!!!"

Noisette: "Now you just sit right here! Don't move an inch! I'll be right back!"

Noisette: "Tada!!! I hope you like cherries! It's on the house!"

Pep: "...?"

Noisette: "Are you asking if it's for you? Of course, it is, silly! D'you see anyone else in here? Now, eat up! There's plenty more where that came from!"

Pep: *happy Pep noises*

Noisette: "Oh, I'm so glad you like it!"

Noisette: "Now, if you don't mind me asking, where did you come from? I haven't seen you around here!"

Pep: "..."

Pep: *uncomfortable gurgling*

Noisette: "Oh, do you not speak...?"

Noisette: "Well, that's okay! Do you know any sign? I'm pretty good at it!"

Pep: "...?"

Noisette: "Oh! I can show you some!"

Noisette: "I-I mean, if you'd like! If you wanna just have the pie and go, that's okay too, of course! Hah."

Pep: "..."

Pep: "...!"

Noisette: *happy squealing*

(Flashback End)

Pep: "Deneppah. Tsuj ti dna dekcinap I, eil ot naem t'ndid I..."

Pep: "Em. Gnieb yb gnihtyna niur ot tnaw t'ndid I, yppah dna dnik os tsuj saw ehs tub, reh llet ot gniog saw I..."

Pep: "'Lamron' eb ot retteb eb d'ti thguoht I."

[magics-neptunes-things]

Is tusa mo cheann eile

Hi guys!

This a McFoord one, from a request that you can find here :)

Once again, it's just a fiction and no hate towards anyone!

And please enjoy ♥

TW: Injury

“Katie, I’m hot, sticky and I can’t even breath” Caitlin says softly smiling.

Katie groans, tightening even more her arms around Caitlin’s hips. They are tanning on a beach in Mallorca, where they are enjoying their holidays together, before going back to camp. They are having a good time honestly; the hotel is amazing and there is a lot of things to do. Even if Katie’s principal want is to tan as much as possible.

“You will have tanning marks” Caitlin smirks.

The Irish sight dramatically and roll on her back on the lounge chair they are sharing. Katie has always been cuddly with Caitlin since the beginning, bit several days before they had that stupid rumor about Katie cheating on Caitlin in front of dozens of people. The forward didn’t really understand what was happening when she received a call from her girlfriend at 8 in the morning, with that said girlfriend freaking out so much that none of her words was understandable.

With a lot of patience, she managed to unravel Katie’s sentences and understand what was going on. There are pixelized pictures of Katie in a Nightclub with some of her friends and people are saying that she kissed two of them, but she swears that it’s not true and Caitlin has to believe her because she would never do a thing like that even if she’s on the other side of the world and – that’s when Caitlin interrupted her.

She believed her and when she was facing those pictures later, she knew she made the right decision. We literally can’t see anything, apart from Katie leaning in the direction of her friends to be able to hear them correctly. Sadly, they received so many messages from everywhere that Katie needed to post a video to ask people to stop being shit.

It broke Caitlin’s heart to see that video, Katie looked so tired and done with everything and she wasn’t here to hug and comfort her. She had things to do in Australia and that’s why she stayed, while Katie needed to go back in London.

The next time they saw each other, except for multiples FaceTime, it was when Katie came to take Caitlin and her sister and her girlfriend to the airport. Jamie, Caitlin’s sister, and her girlfriend were clever enough to stop to a shop to buy something only to let Caitlin and Katie alone for a little bit.

Caitlin can’t remember if Katie already hugged her so hard, but she only understands the distress of her girlfriend when she faced her. Katie will admit to Caitlin several hours later that she was scared that Caitlin would change her mind and that she will finally not come here.

It was four days ago, and Katie seems to be way more relax, but she’s still glued to her girlfriend every single minute of the day.

The Irish finally sits to look at the sea while Caitlin was peacefully sipping her drink. They are alone today, Jamie and her girlfriend left for an excursion early in the morning.

“I think I want to learn how to surf” Katie suddenly says.

“Do you?”

“Yeah. Maybe I’ll go ask to the teachers right there” she add, pointing the said people.

“Hell to the no.”

Caitlin sits in the chair too, looking very upset with that idea, much to Katie’s misunderstanding.

“Your girlfriend is Australian my dear, do you really think I would let those clown teach you how to surf?”

Katie chuckles softly, looking at Caitlin.

“You want to teach me?”

“Of course I will. The only think you will ask those people is if they will be ok if we borrow one board and two surf wear.”

********

Later this afternoon, they are somewhere on the beach with a board and both wearing surf wears. Caitlin is teaching her the basics, stand up on the board, on the sand.

Thanks to Katie’s sporting abilities, she manages to make the right gestures in the right time pretty easily. She was already glad to have Caitlin as a teacher because she was really patient and seeing her molded into her suit is pretty amazing. Even if she’s able to see her with way less clothes.

But when Caitlin decides to correct Katie’s position on the board, Katie is even happier.

“Ok now” Caitlin says, taking her by her waist from behind. “You have to turn your body like this.”

With a smirk, Katie let her move her body likes she wants, looking at her over her shoulder. Caitlin was concentred on her task, but she feels her girlfriend’s gaze immediately.

“Don’t start” Caitlin says with a smile.

“I haven’t said anything.”

The Australian girl rolls her eyes but keeps her hands on Katie’s waist, positioning her body like she wants. She tries to keep Katie’s flirty teasing at bay at first, but she soon let it go and decide to play too. Her hands stayed on strategic but unless place, like Katie’s bum.

They ignore the potential fans around them, or the curious people watching them. Katie seems happy and that’s all matter for Caitlin right now.

“That’s the real reason why you wanted to be my instructor isn’t it?”

She smiles when she sees Caitlin’s guilty face. The girl is pretty calm and thoughtful in everyday life, but she definitively has a possessive side who comes out from time to time. Katie loves it, Caitlin never accused her of anything or never shout at her. She just makes sure that no one is looking or touching Katie in a way that is reserved for her.

“People don’t have to touch you like that” the Australian growls.

Katie smiles and kiss Caitlin’s cheek softly, taking advantage of their position, Caitlin is standing right behind her, her arms on her waist.

They manage to keep the flirting down after that to let Katie learn anything needed before going in the water. Caitlin has to admit that her girlfriend isn’t bad. She managed to stay on her board for several seconds when they tried to go in the water for the first time.

“You were definitely Australian in another life Katikat” Caitlin shouts just before her girlfriend falls on the water, splashing water around.

********

Several weeks after, they were back in national camps. For an unknown reason, Australia decided to attend a game against Ireland just before the Olympics, a game to try some combinations and things for real. A game is always different from training, everyone knows that.

Of course, the fans went crazy and looked forwards to see another complicated moment between Katie, Caitlin and Ruesha. Katie managed to avoid Ruesha as much as possible during training, even if it means that she can’t be as much as she wanted with some of their teammates. But the McFoord couple didn’t talk about this reunion, deciding to just ignore it.

Last time Ireland and Australia played against each other, Caitlin and Katie weren’t out for the rest of the world, even if Ruesha behavior kind of out them. Now though, they don’t hide anymore even posting pictures of themselves during their holidays or free time. They both appear in each other photo dump, but they are always together so it would be hard making thing in another way.

And some paparazzi and fans catch them during Katie’s surfing attempt during their holidays.

Even Katie’s mom started to post pictures of Katie and Caitlin on her Facebook page. Which always amused Katie so much because her mom is the caricature of people about her age and social media.

“How are you feeling?” Mackenzie asks Caitlin the day of the game.

“Fine” Caitlin shrugs, leaning against the wall of her cubby.

“Fine to fight against your girlfriend and her ex-fiancée?” Macca smirks.

“I’m not afraid of her” Caitlin answers honestly. “She can bark all that she wants, it won’t change things. And for Katie, we talked about it. We will fight for our teams, not against each other.”

“You are wise women”

Caitlin rolls her eyes with a smile. She knows that Mackenzie doesn’t want to be mean and that she’s just checking on her. Which Caitlin appreciates really much, even if people say that she’s thirdweeling Alanna and Mackenzie’s friendship, they both care for her.

“Just scores and I’ll take care of the rest” the goalkeeper says, before pinching her cheek.

Caitlin slaps Mackenzie’s hand playfully. It was a friendly game without any important issue. They were using their Olympic team though, wanting to have time to make some adjustments.

Ireland wasn’t already here when the Matildas came to line up before entering on the field. Caitlin distracts herself by remembering the last recommendation of her coach, moving softly to stretch and keep her muscles warm. She was still doing it when she hears a bunch of conversations full of Irish accent and she instinctively turns herself to them.

Katie smirks at her when she passes next to her and Caitlin smiles back. Being in camp means not to be able to see her girlfriend during long days, but at least they were on the same time schedule this time. Australia is training in Greece this time. They don’t say anything to each other, but Caitlin can’t help but look at Katie’s silhouette in front of her several times.

She completely ignores Ruesha, even if she feels like she can feel her eyes burning her head from behind. She chooses not to put the most interest on this information.

She hasn’t thought about shake Ruesha hand or not but decides to go for fist bump with everyone. She smiles at Katie’s teammates she knows better than the other and when Ruesha ignore her fist, she just bumps her arm. Alanna saw it and teases Caitlin about it when they go in their part of the field.

“She’s resentful” the blonde comments.

“I don’t care. I know I have done nothing wrong about the whole situation” Caitlin shrugs. “Her not being ok with it won’t change the fact that Katie moved on from her”

“Cheeky.”

The Arsenal’s girl rolls her eyes with a smile, before being called for the picture. Katie and Caitlin exchanged a last smile before switching in full game mode.

The game went pretty great for Australia, they are winning from one goal, but the different issues have been working in for the second part. The first goal was scored by Mary with an assist from Caitlin, taking advantage of Ruesha.

She can’t help but smile during a freekick, when she feels Katie’s presence behind her. It reminds her about the scene from the World Cup.

“Keep your hands for yourself, Captain” Caitlin teases while Steph was getting ready to shoot.

“You’re hot. Can I have your jersey, your number and your body after the game?”

Caitlin laughs softly. She can hear Katie’s smirk in her voice, she doesn’t even have need to turn to know it. Katie’s lame flirting always makes her cry laughing, but she needs to stay focused for now. She knows that it’s a teasing tentative from Katie to distract her.

They don’t score from the corner, but around the seventy minutes, Caitlin is running almost alone to faced the goalkeeper, after receiving a great ball from Kyra. She just have to pass the goalkeeper, which she does easily. It made 2-0 for them and she smiles at her teammates when they come to congratulate her.

“Ruesha is getting pissed” Mini comments.

Caitlin throws a look at her. Mini is right, but it’s not her business, right? It’s the second time that Caitlin passes her pretty easily, the first time she managed to assist Mary’s goal. Katie seems pretty gutted too, but not as angry as Ruesha.

The Australian’s girl keep focused on the game though, playing and wanting to test every things they tried during the training sessions. The Olympics were really important for each girls in the team.

Almost five minutes later, almost the same scenario is happening. Caitlin’s running to catch a long ball from Michelle this time with only Ruesha covering her. She’s faster than her, Caitlin knows it.

The next actions went pretty quick, she was running a second before being tackle from behind, Ruesha’s studs trapping her ankle between them and the ground. The pain is so strong that she can’t even shout, only able to grab her ankle tightly and hide her face on the grass.

She’s not aware of what was happening above her, Alanna grabbing Ruesha by the collar of her jersey to push her as far as possible from Caitlin, nor Mini and Hayley screaming at her, passing in full protective mode.

Steph is kneeling next to her, her hand on her back, saying things to her that she doesn’t really understand. Caitlin’s scared. Her ankle hurts like hell and the Olympics are in only several weeks. She groans when she feels someone touching her feet and slap their hand away. Kyra chuckles makes her come back a little on earth.

“Let the medical team look at it, Girl” Kyra comments.

Caitlin rolls on her back, trying to keep her breath steady. She hides her face in her arm, letting the nurse working on her feet.

“Should I let Katie kill Ruesha or are you against the idea of going to meet her in jail with oranges?”

Steph’s voice is calm, but there is a hint of amusement behind it. Caitlin turns her face in the field’s direction, just to see her girlfriend roasting Ruesha. Their others teammates look to scared to intervene.

“She doesn’t like oranges” Caitlin mumbles.

“Mh. I’ll go then.”

Steph gets up and Caitlin sights, closing her eyes again. She wishes Katie could come to her, but she feels a little stupid about it too. She feels like a kid wanting her mum when she’s hurt to bring her comfort. Kyra’s arm stroking is nice, but she’s not Katie.

“Can you look at her feet out of the pitch?”

The referee came after several minutes while Caitlin’s foot is now outside of her socks and boot.

“I’m almost finished” the nurse answers, before looking up when the referee left. “Your girlfriend is looking at me with some intensity” she adds.

Caitlin turns herself this time, searching Katie. She’s closer than she thought, standing only two meters away from them.

“She’s worried” Caitlin mumble, wincing when the nurse turns her foot in an uncomfortable position.

“Right. I don’t think there is something broken but it would been better for you to get sub of.”

Caitlin sighs and nod. It was a friendly after all and she already scored during the game. She gets up with the nurse’s help, trying to put some weight on her foot. After having hesitate for longs minutes Katie finally decides to come for her.

“You alright?” she asks quietly, escorting Caitlin out of the pitch.

“I will be.”

They share a look and Katie nods, sighing softly before going back in her place in the pitch. Caitlin goes sit on the bench to watch the end of the game and when she comes back on the pitch, she’s with crutches.

Katie goes straight for her, congratulating opponents and teammates on her way, but her eyes are on Caitlin every second of her journey. She passes a protective arm around Caitlin’s waist when she finally reach her. Katie searches for Caitlin’s eyes, scared to find some anger towards her.

“Hi” Caitlin just says, and Katie’s eyes automatically goes for her ankle.

“What did the doctor say?”

“Nothing is broken. It’s probably sprain, I have to get some scans in the morning.”

Katie nods and they are soon joined by Steph and Kyra, their teammates at Arsenal. If they were alone, Katie would most certainly have wrapped Caitlin in a protective embrace, but they aren’t. Other people came to join the small group that they formed, and all this little people talk happily.

“Katie” calls suddenly Caitlin.

The Irish woman look away from the conversation she wasn’t listening at all to put her attention on her girlfriend. Caitlin’s blue eyes are looking straight at her, and the exchange last several seconds before Caitlin talks again.

“Come on, we need to talk.”

Katie feels her stomach dropping somewhere in her feet, but still nod and follow quietly Caitlin. The Tilie takes her in the tunnel to go to the locker room, Caitlin walking slowly because of her crutches.

But, unlike what Katie was expecting, Caitlin doesn’t start the conversation with hard words. She’s in fact so surprise about the hug Caitlin gives her that she needs several seconds to pass her arms around Caitlin’s frame in return. The Australian is holding her tight, her face in her neck and the Irish is a little lost.

“I’m not mad at you” she finally whispers.

Her breath makes Katie shivers and when she looks at her again, Caitlin can see how much relieved Katie is.

“It’s not your fault. I don’t even know if Ruesha did it deliberately.”

Katie shrugs, not knowing it either. She can’t say that if her ex lost her mind at some point, if she meant it or if it was bad luck.

“I can look for the answer if you want to” Katie frowns.

“Nah. If I have the right to be possessive a little bit, I would rather you being as far as possible from her.”

“You have all the rights you want”

Katie has the time to see Caitlin’s smirk, before she passes her arms around her neck to kiss her.

“I missed you” the Aussie whispers against Katie’s lips.

“I missed you too”

They know they won’t be able to be at home together soon again, Caitlin needs to go to Paris for the Olympics. But right now, they are together and that’s what is the most important.

“Do you think I could come tomorrow for the scan?”

“I don’t see why you couldn’t” Caitlin shrugs. “Don’t you have training or team meeting?”

“No, we are free until Monday”

“Just like me” Caitlin smirks “Can I maybe sneak in your hotel room tonight?”

Katie makes a slight grimace, making Caitlin arch an eyebrow, until Katie talks again.

“Maybe it’s better if I am the one sneaking in, don’t you think?”

There is a beam of silence, before Caitlin smiles softly.

“Yeah, you might be right here.”

They hope not to be caught, but if that’s happen it’s probably better if it’s by someone like Sam Kerr or even Kyra than Ruesha. The girl left the pitch as soon as the game was finished, not wanting to talk to anyone. She received a yellow card for her tackle on Caitln, depriving her to play the next game.

They didn’t have to face her, even when Katie hurry to go take her shower to be able to go back to her girlfriend as soon as possible.

She will be able to go to the scan with Caitlin, where they learn that the Aussie will be able to start playing in two weeks again. A miracle in Caitlin’s opinion. But at least she will be able to see Katie wearing her jersey during every game and she doesn’t think that already she find her so attractive.

[sweettjrose]

Note: Not including Pete or the Phantom Blot since they already had animated appearances and would most certainly be included.

I would love also hear your reasons why.

[cs-fox]

SNOWFOX | CAPTAIN MACTAVISH X READER

I think this man has a special place in all of our hearts

xox

reader speaks Gaelic, translations are in brackets ♥️

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‘God - just…’

You skidded through the ten-inch deep carpet of thick, white snow, boots throwing up sprays of ice.

There was a patrol on your tail - there had been for an hour now. You’d been separated from your spotter, Captain MacTavish, when the five enemies stumbled upon your camp overlooking a battered warehouse suspected to be a store of black market weapons supplies en route to Urzikstan.

Your MacMillan TAC-50 sniper rifle bumped against your gear uncomfortably as you ran, rattling on it’s sling.

Suddenly, static buzzed through your radio. A heavily accented, familiar-but-gruff voice mumbled, ‘Y/N… you copy?’

‘Tha,’ you gasped, relieved. ‘Cait a bheil thu?’ [ yes, where are you? ]

‘Chan eil fhada,’ he said, and you could faintly hear wind noise, and footsteps, in the background, like he had started to run. [ not far ]

You ducked behind a huge evergreen, watching breathlessly as the patrol stumbled past, breath fogging the freezing air.

An embarrassingly girly and un-soldier-like scream was muffled by your captain’s glove as Soap MacTavish crouched down next you in the snow. ‘S-sir! Tha thu iongnadh orm!’ [ you startled me! ]

‘Tha fios agam, dove,’ he chuckled. [ I know ]

He examined you, icy blue eyes tracing over your form, searching for any injuries. When he deemed you healthy, he rested a hand on your thigh. ‘Glad you’re safe.’

You nodded. ‘Me too.’

He gently guided you to your feet, and you blew the wayward strands of hair that always seemed to escape your ponytail out of your eyes. ‘This was a shit show, captain,’ you mumbled, and Soap laughed.

‘You got it, dove.’

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idk why I wrote this aside from practicing Gaelic

love you all x

[longwuzhere]

My Adventures with Superman Season 2 Easter Eggs

Welcome to another week of My Adventures with Superman WOW twist the knife more why don't you MAwS crew! Very emotional episode and a good one at that! OK lets get to the easter eggs!

My Easter eggs lists for season 1 is here if you haven't seen it!

My season 2 episode 1 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 2 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 3 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman comic issue 1 post is here

My season 2 episode 5 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 6 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 7 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My Easter eggs and references for My Adventures with Superman comic issue 2 post is here

My season 2 episode 8 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 9 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 10 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

Spoilers if you haven't seen the episode

The title of this week's episode is a reference to Robert Frost's "The Road Not Taken" poem specifically the line "Two roads diverged in a yellow wood". A good title for how General Sam Lane and Lois's lives "diverged" from one another after all the things that happened between the two.

Starting things off, General Sam Lane is hiding from Taskforce X and has covered the windows in Clark and Jimmy's apartment. Clark and Jimmy return and they get a knock on the door. General Lane is naturally jumpy at this but it turns out it's a package for Jimmy from S.T.A.R. Labs (I talked about the laboratory here) and the message says Jimmy is invited to speak at the symposium thanks to his Flamebird app and documentations about the occurrences around Metropolis, Superman, and the alien tech everyone's been getting. The message refers to Jimmy as Superman's "best friend" (and later on Lex Luthor calls Jimmy a "pal" both of which are often used as a way to referred to Jimmy in the comics. There's even been comics titled Superman's Pal, Jimmy Olsen, that lets reader's see Jimmy's adventures in relation to Superman. The latest run of it is fan-fucking-tasic! Highly recommend reading it!

In a, I'm assuming rented limo, Clark reads off who will be at the S.T.A.R Labs Symposium. First is CEO Hamilton, who we can assume is Emil Hamilton, General Wade Eiling, and Senator Hackett. Later at the symposium we even see General Eiling in the animated flesh with Hank Henshaw (who I talked about here) and sitting next to Mayor Fleming and Senator Sackett (both of whom I talked about here and they are wearing their outfits from episode 4 season 1).

Emil Hamilton makes his first appearance in the Adventures of Superman #424 (1987) [W: Marv Wolfman, P: Jerry Ordway, I: Mike Machlan, C: Tony Zuiko, L: John Costanza] as a former S.T.A.R. Labs employee who lost his job and his technology credit thanks to Luthor buying them out and claiming it as his own. He's Superman's science confidante and helped build the Phantom Zone Projector and the Superman robots. But later on he delves into more villainous territories.

General Wade Eiling I briefly talked about here but I can expand on it. Like I said in the previous post about General Eiling, he made his first appearance in Captain Atom #1 (1987). He becomes an even bigger threat to the Justice League in JLA #25 (1999) [W: Grant Morrison, P: Howard Porter, I: John Dell, C: Pat Garrahy, L: Ken Lopez]. General Eiling gets rid of his old human body and transfers his consciousness to the body of the Shaggy Man, shaved it down to what you see here. Now, he's granted super strength, near invulnerability, super stamina, and heightened sense of smell.

At the symposium, we see some tech demos with one being the invisibility vest that Mist wore in season 1 (I talk about him here) and the shield that blocks laser fire. Glad that someone on the MAwS team is a Gundam fan because that shield is designed to look like the Gundam RX-78's shield.

In a flashback to Lois's past, General Sam Lane explains to Lois what her mom's name means in Korean. Much like her comic counterparts, Eun-byeol's name starts with an E just like Ella/Elinore/Elenor Lane. Very smart of the MAwS crew to keep the consistency. Based on what was said in these flashbacks, Lois might be an only child, so no Lucy Lane, Lois's sister in this continuity.

As Lois and General Sam Lane try to hide themselves from Taskforce X, we see them get cornered in the sewers by Atomic Skull who I talked about here.

Continuing their escape, General Sam Lane and Lois meet a pawn shop owner, a friend of Sam's named Winslow Schott, a weapons and technology expert. This name drop is a reference to Superman villain, the Toyman.

Toyman's first appearance was in Action Comics #64 (1943) [Cover art by Sam Citron and Don Komisarow]. In this continuity, Winslow Schott was a talented toymaker who turned to the life of crime in order to get his thrills. In his debut he makes two robberies with his toys, but Superman stops his third robbery. Toyman captures Lois and attempts to kill her but was stopped by Superman.

In the silver age, Toyman makes his first appearance in Superman's Pal, Jimmy Olsen #9 (1955) [W: Otto Binder, P: Curt Swan, I: Ray Burnley]. Here Toyman goes by Winslow Percival Schott, which becomes his full name from then to this day. In the comic, some crooks kidnap Jimmy and use him to answer some Superman trivia on a quiz show.

Winslow would be revamped again in Superman #13 (1988) [W&P: John Byrne, I: Karl Kesel, C: Tony Zuiko, L: John Costanza] where he is a digruntled toy designer employee who was fired for not being able to adapt to what children wanted at the time. So as a result of his firing Winslow would go after his former employers and kill them with his toys. This was origin of Winslow I am more familiar with thanks to Superman the Animated Series (highly recommend watching that cartoon too because its incredible and also Toyman in that show is FUCKING creepy).

There have also been other people who took up the Toyman name. Jack Nimball, the second Toyman uses the same gimmicks as Winslow, but Jack is dressed as a Jester. You may recognize the design in the Super Friends cartoon. The third and heroic Toyman was Hiro Okamura who was a rich Japanese teen with incredible intelligence and mechanical skills. Hiro would be most famous in the pop culture zeitgeist when he, Superman, and Batman teamed up together to stop a giant kryptonite asteroid from colliding with the Earth as seen in Superman/Batman #6 (2004) and the Superman/Batman: Public Enemies animated movie.

At the end of the episode, Clark feeling alone after overhearing Lois agree with her father that Clark was weird and hearing that Jimmy helped Lex get his start, he uses the beacon to contact Kara, his cousin who I talked about here. So I have a weird theory. It is possible that the person flying over Earth is not "Zod" but actually Kara?. In season 1's finale "Zod" uses the "kneel before me" line making all of us think its Zod, but the credits list the character with a female VA. So my idea is this was Kara receiving the signal from the beacon.

We seen in next weeks episode preview Kara will be showing up and that close up on the bracelet makes me think this is how she compacts the armor. Will I be right? Who knows, but all I can say is:

Very good episode this week can't wait to see what they'll do with Kara next week!

My season 2 episode 1 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 2 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 3 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman comic issue 1 post is here

My season 2 episode 5 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 6 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 7 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My Easter eggs and references for My Adventures with Superman comic issue 2 post is here

My season 2 episode 8 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 9 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My season 2 episode 10 Easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

and if you missed it my Season 1 Easter eggs list is here

[gingersnaptaff]

who is dylan in welsh mythology??

ANON, THIS IS MY DREAM ASK!!!!! WHSHSHSSB

Okay, so Dylan, or to give him his full name, Dylan Ail Don (or Eil Ton, depending on which translation of The Mabinogion you read. Basically, the Second Wave) is the nephew/implied son of Gwydion and the defo son of Aranrhod. Gwydion is a magician and God of stories, bards, and an all-around tricksy bastard, and Aranrhod is the goddess of the moon and Woman Who Wants To Be Left Alone. (Eternally valid.)

They are also SIBLINGS.

That's the family of Dôn, babyyyyy.

Now, Dylan's birth is the only real concise thing we have about him as well as his demise. So essentially after Gwydion has done some heinous shit to his uncle, Math's, footholder, Goewin, he declares he needs a new one. See, Math has a curious condition where exactly dies if his feet touch the ground unless Gwynedd goes to war. So, to combat this his feeties need to be held by a virgin. Gwydion suggests his sister, Aranrhod, as Math's new footholder and Math heartily agrees.

Except... Gwydion is LYING about his sister's state. (Colour me shocked.)

Aranrhod, to prove she's a virgin, has to walk over metal rod. That's fine and dandy, you might think, it's a lil rod. It's harmless. Except it's an enchanted rod that can tell if you're a virgin or not. To everybody's shock and Aranrhod's shame when she walks over the rod a baby is born, fully formed.

This lil lad is Dylan! 🥳

After him, a 'lump of flesh' is born which Gwydion duly takes up.

Aranrhod flees, wanting nothing to do with her kids, and Math takes Dylan up. The Mabinogion essentially says that they 'had the boy baptised, and as they baptised him he plunged into the sea. And immediately when he was in the sea, he took its nature, and swam as well as the best fish that was therein. And for that reason was he called Dylan Ail Don.'

So this boy is having the time of his LIFE. Presumably, because his tales are lost to us he had lots of shenanigans, some even with his brother, Lleu Llaw Gyffes (said lump of flesh that Gwydion bore away). Unfortunately, Dylan has somehow by accident inflamed his Uncle Gofannon's anger. All we have about his death is a mere sentence which reads: 'And the blow whereby he came to his death, was struck by his uncle Gofannon. The third fatal blow was it called.'

Now, it's said that 'the clamour of the waves dashing upon the beach is the expression of their longing to avenge their son.' And in North Wales, near the Menai Strait Dylan has a rock that bears his name, Pwynt Maen Dylan, while the sound of the sea as it rushes up the mouth of the River Conwy is called, 'Dylan's death-groan.'

Scholars can't agree on whether he's a local sea god who was simply added to the Mabinogion by a later storyteller - which I personally believe because the tale is set in Gwynedd, and compared to Lleu he is very much somebody who is connected to just Gwynedd, whereas Lleu is a Big Lad in Welsh mythology - or if he was Lleu's darker double. Also, Welsh mythology has a sea god already, Llŷr, so why would they need a wave god too? Not to disparage Dylan because I will literally fistfight anybody who thinks he's rubbish character, but I do not think you'd need a diddy wave god if that was the case.

Anyways, he is perhaps the most mad-cap version of 'local boy done good.'

This is his rock BTW:

'Where the waves make a sullen sound' as 'The Stanzas of the Graves' states.

Anyways, anyone this was a SUPERB QUESTION EJDJDJDKDKD

[x-reader-theater]

Hey hey hey!!! So you want more asks then, be not afraid dear author, here I am once again.

Today I am not feeling the angst, might i interest you in a Soap x italian!male reader, where they are obviously enamored with each other but they are both hot headed so every interaction they have is a screaming match in gaelic and italian.

I don't really know where i was going with this prompt but i hope you can find it interesting! Keep up the good work!!

pairing: John "Soap" MacTavish x Male!Reader

word count: 338

warnings: He/Him pronouns are not used, but it is heavily implied the reader is male. Also there's talk about having sex but the story ends before anything explicit happens.

a/n: i am so sorry this isn't be best. i don't know if this is what you wanted, but this is what you're gonna get. also, i don't know scottish or italian accents well enough to really write out their dialects in dialogue, so I apologize for my half assed attempt. also i used google translate so that's why the italian and gealic are bad. i hope you still like it though. my requests are open and you can find my request rules here.

“You are too fucking reckless!” you scream at Soap as the two of you storm out of the Helo. “You have a real fucking problem with authority!”

“I doon have a problem with authority when they doon treat me like a fuckin’ child!” Soap yells back. You try to speed up to lock him out of the showers, but he keeps up on your heels, always so much faster than you. “Tha thu cho feargach, tha mi dìreach airson do dhùnadh suas!”

“Sì? Vuoi farmi tacere? Come? Utilizzerai la tua stessa bocca per farlo?” you mutter back, and you swear you hear Soap’s steps stutter, before he’s back to his overly confident self.

“Is dòcha nach cleachd mi mo bheul, ach rudeigin eile,” Soap says, and now it’s your turn to stumble.

Luckily, you’re at the door to the showers, and so you stumble through the door. Luckily, you and Soap got back late enough, there’s no one else in the showers as you move to your lockers. You both undress in silence, stuffing your dirty fatigues into your locker and grabbing clean ones.

“La tua bocca è troppo bella per dire cose così sporche,” you whisper close to Soap’s ear, before walking towards the showers.

You get yours turned on when you’re slammed into the wall, a familiar body pressed against yours, already aroused. He spins you around, and Soap kisses you, hard, bruising, all teeth.

“I’ve wanted to do this all fuckin’ mission,” Soap growls into your mouth.

You slap his ass loudly, the sound not hidden by the spray of the ice-cold water on the dirty tile, though your words are. “Guess you’re not as impulsive as I thought you were.” Soap kisses you again, just as hard, and you say in between breaths, “Se non mi scopi adesso, giuro su Dio, non ricambierò mai più il favore.”

Soap chuckles and spins you around, pinning you to the wall again, and he whispers in your ear, “Ge bith dè a chanas tu, a ghràidh.”

[polysprachig]

17.03.2024 | lá fhéile Pádraig sona daoibh and some borderline Merlin fanfiction in Irish ☘️🍄

*Currently learning to record and working on my reader voice—without dropping my mixed accent

Sometimes you plan to do something 4 years ago, then 2, and in the end you do it today. How long I thought it would take to improve my writing and translation skills before moving on to creative reading and how long it actually took differed quite drastically. But as I annotate the polyglot journal I started in 2020 (which is not the book pictured above), it's hard to feel like that's a bad thing, since I gave myself an appropriate amount of time to work on each stage of my projects at my current level without feeling the need to rush on to the next thing.

The audio here is cut from a set of blanket test recordings I made to test out some recording software, which is why it gives she-just-picked-up-the-text-and-started-reading-without-prep-time vibes.

Text in Irish and English below.

English translation shares the original sentiment but at a different register—as was my specific intention in this particular project.

Fadó, fadó chuaigh Merlin go Camelot.

Long before the days of yore and once upon a time Merlin went to Camelot.

Bhuel, shiúil sé chuig an gcathair agus teangacha a bhróg ag longadán anonn is anall agus é ar a bhealach ann.

Walked, rather, the tongues of his boots swaying back and forth as he made his way there.

Ní raibh ann ach stócach bocht thart faoin am sin agus ní raibh a fhios aige cén dóigh marcaíocht ar chapall a dhéanamh, agus ní raibh capall aige fiú!

He was only a young lad at that time and hadn’t the faintest idea how to ride a horse, but fortunately for him, he didn’t own one!

Ba bhuachaill deas is cairdiúil é Merlin. Bhí sé ard tanaí agus bhí gruaig dhubh, súile gorma, agus cluasa móra air.

A nice, friendly boy Merlin was, tall and thin with black hair, blue eyes and sizeable ears.

É sin ráite, níor éist sé le daoine eile ar chor ar bith – agus fadhb i gcroí an scéil seo a bheidh inti sin, déanta na fírinne.

Not that he used them to listen to anyone else – a truth which, I dare say, will be the problem at the heart of this story.

Mar sin féin, ní hionann sin ‘s a rá go raibh sé ag déanamh amaidí gach lá.

Be that as it may, he wasn’t one to make a complete fool of himself either.

Thuig sé rudaí praiticiúla, mar shampla: ná bí i do shuí ar do thóin nuair a bhuaileann tú le díbheargaigh sa choill, ná hól uisce as an áit naofa agus rudaí mar sin.

He knew such practical things as not to sit on his arse when he happened on bandits in the forest, not to drink water from a sacred well and things like that.

Cé gur thuig sé é sin, rinne sé a rogha rud freisin.

Still, Merlin was rather prone to do as he pleased.

Tugadh am crua dó, ach b’fhearrde sé é gan dabht. 

It nearly always made his life more difficult, but what great test of character that turned out to be.

Chaith sé éadach glan buanfasach. Éadach donn a bhí i gceist den chuid is mó, ach bhí léine ghorm is scaif dhearg iontach deas aige freisin.

He wore clothes which were clean and durable and mostly brown to my recollection; yet he did have a blue shirt and a wonderfully lovely red scarf as well.

Ní raibh ach mála beag amháin aige chomh maith le pocán fíona, a luasc nuair a ghlac sé gach céim, agus éadach olla áisiúil ar chodail sé air. 

With him he carried only a small rucksack, a wineskin which rocked to and fro as he took each step, and a handy, woollen blanket to sleep on.

Bhí sé an-ghaofar nuair a chuaigh Merlin thar na sléibhte ar an mbóthar gainimh, ach mhothaigh sé an ghrian ar a aghaidh. Bhí sé te go leor.

A strong wind blew as Merlin traversed the mountains on the sandy road, but the sun on his face shone warm enough.

Bhí lá breá geallta don lá, rud a rinne radharc an tírdhreacha i bhfad níos áille.

The day was proving, as promised, to be a fine one and that made the view of the landscape even more beautiful.

Bhí féar glas agus rosáin bheaga ag fás taobh le cosán an tsléibhe, crainn ghiúise ina sheasamh ar charraigeacha na n-aillte, sruthanna beaga sneachta ag soilsiú ar cheann an tsléibhe agus néalta geala ag síneadh go bun na spéire.

Green grass and small shrubs grew along the mountain path, fir trees towered on the rocky cliffs, little streams of snow glistened on each mountain peak and bright clouds stretched as far as the eye could see.

Ní fhaca sé Camelot fós agus bhí tinneas cosa air, ach níor chuir sé sin moill air.

He could not yet see Camelot and his feet grew weary, but his pace never slowed.

Le fírinne, bhí an-dúil ag Merlin sa turas mór agus bhí sé sásta, is dócha. 

Truth be told, the journey was quite enjoyable for Merlin and he was generally content to be on it.