#grant interactions

[morganbritton132]

I’ve seen fics where Eddie sees Steve post-season 2, all sad and pathetic after his fall down the social ladder, and then Hellfire adopted him. They’re perfect. No notes. Ten of out ten. I will read every single one of them.

However.

It is very funny if Steve adopts the Hellfire Club as his new friend group. They have no choice in the matter.

The only good thing going on in his life right now is that Dustin has decided that he’s cool. Steve doesn’t want that to change so he’s going to have to learn a few things because he never knows what the hell Dustin is talking about.

So, “You guys know nerd shit, right?”

Hellfire blink at him.

“You do. Good,” Steve continues, pointing out the Starfleet ensigna on Grant’s jacket. He sits in Eddie’s seat like, “Have you heard of this board game called Demons and Dragons?”

They blink at him again and share looks with each other that say that this is a hell of a day for Eddie to be absent. Jeff is the only one brave enough to say, “It’s uh…it’s Dungeons and Dragons.”

“Oh,” Steve says, flipping his notebook open and writing that down. “Sweet. What else?”

Eddie comes back to school two days later still a little stuffy from his cold to find Steve “The Hair” Harrington in his seat, talking to his friends, making plans to watch Star Wars that weekend.

He’s just like, what the fuck.

[communistkenobi]

struggling to reconcile my dislike of the use of “choice” in relation to transgenderism. sex assignment itself is not a choice and I don’t find it meaningful or helpful to think I “chose” to be transgender. in fact there were many things I “chose” to do prior to transitioning to make this feeling go away and it did not. Choice is further wrapped up in intentionally de-politicised ideas about social action and agency, constantly positioned in opposition to “structure” or “social pressure” or what have you. “Choice” is what happens only in the absence of domination, it is the expression of the “individual” trapped within us all. What this leaves you with is a subject who appears to rise above the power of history, making decisions ‘of his own free will’ in spite of all this violence as a result of, um, well that’s not important! Let’s not look at the law or the state or history to see where these ideas of personal individual freedoms come from or how they are themselves enforced through violence. It’s just an individual acting on his desires! To “choose to be trans” in popular consciousness means to be given the privilege of being free from patriarchal social pressures. And this is a line terfs often use - trans people are reinforcing patriarchy by deluding ourselves into thinking we can “simply choose” to be another gender. I think committing to the idea of choice as a concept and all its attendant ideological baggage (overwhelmingly structured by bourgeois legal frameworks in the popular imaginary) forces you into some deeply flawed analyses of power and domination.

And I likewise hate that the other dominant framework is “born this way/born in the wrong body” because of how it naturalises the very political and violent nature of sex assignment and its embeddedness within state census data, administrative architecture, the pathologisation of sex and desire (all of which are not natural or eternal), and so on. furthermore I deeply respect the position other trans people have when they say that they chose to be transgender - outside of conversations of individual validity, I think that is a politically useful and powerful way to position yourself. Even if we were to accept that being transgender is fully a choice, people would still do it, because being trans is not disgusting or shameful. I am not a sick individual, or a tragedy, or a danger to others, I am transgender and that is an incredibly meaningful and fulfilling part of my life. To frame this as a sexual perversion or life-long condition means reinforcing the idea that transgenderism is a shameful deformity (we have much in common with our disabled & intersex comrades in this regard), that the cissexual body is the exclusive site of beauty and authenticity.

And so this is where I find the idea of autonomy much more useful - while ‘choice’ is situated as a thing that individuals do, autonomy is power that is granted to you. I can’t meaningfully demand choice as a political goal, but I can demand autonomy. I don’t want choice, I want the autonomy to act on my desires, and the way that will happen is through the state provision of free hrt, surgery, name and gender marker changes, and so on. Autonomy feels like a much more productive articulation of “choice” because it necessitates that we think about who and what grants autonomy, for what purposes, in which contexts. Who gives a shit about choices! Transgenderism is not a social position an individual can have in society, it is produced through cissexualism, through state and medical sex assignment, through coercion and pathologisation and violence - all of which can be changed.

As a direct comparison, I don’t think people should be given the “choice” to have an abortion, but the autonomy to do so - sure you can choose to get one, but unless there is the medical, financial, and social infrastructure available to you to act on that decision, then that is not a meaningful choice you can “make.” Abortion being legal (and therefore an action you are granted the ‘choice’ to take) doesn’t mean it is actually realisable as a decision, it just means that whoever already has the power & resources to act on that legality will, and those that don’t, won’t. Who decides which people have those resources and which don’t? Well let’s not worry about that, the important thing is that people have choices!

[autism-swagger]

I wish more people in the Agents of SHIELD fandom were appreciative of the canon Daisy and Ward dynamic in the same way I am. Like. I think a lot (or even most, really) of folks are in the "Get a job stay away from her" camp. Meanwhile I fully think the writers should've locked those two in a room together until it got real awful. I wanted to see her beat him to death. It would've been awesome.

⬆️ my ideal Daisy and Ward interaction.

[thoughtsandaisies]

[elpida]

there was things he could never say, things that grant had done that were... vile, he knew they were vile. half the time it wasn't that he didn't want to talk about it, it was more that.. he just couldn't. he couldn't bring himself to say those words, to go through it like it was happening again but he'd done them, these hands that wanted her, had done terrible things but it didn't curb the hunger he had for more than one heaven sent night.

"you say that like i won't still do it..." he commented in a low grumble, his smirk gave it all away though, lopsided but quirked into one of his dimples. "you know me, sweet tooth after all." and he certainly did have a sweet tooth, the type of person so leave half his dinner but have half a tub of ice cream at gone midnight. his hands flexed, gripping firmer to the wheel, the leather of it briefly creaking with his slow exhale.

he had to try and keep one eye on the road but his eyes kept flicking to what hers were doing, the undoing of buttons and she wasn't wrong, he was throbbing with need. dark hues flicked to the mirrors before he indicated, there was a lay by so at least there was that and it was at least somewhat sheltered by a hedge and looming trees. he drove in, pulled up and fuck it, if people saw they saw but he cock ached, genuinely ached in that memory of fucking her that one night. he groaned as she wrapped her hand around him, he was thick and leaking with desire. "get over here." his voice had lowered, the intent there, more so as he leaned across and with both hands pulled her, one at her hips and the unbuttoned shorts, the other sliding around her neck to pull her face to his, to pull her lips to his. they met roughly and messily. he'd given in, he didn't just want her, he needed to feel her, to fuck her and know that the woman he was hell-bent on protecting was his.

in all honesty, katrina was not high maintenance at all. there weren't any additional expectations she wanted from grant, because he already gave her so much already. at least more than other woman, from what she had come to understand. "yeah, i'm sure i will, but it doesn't mean i'll stop wanting you after that. i don't need you to tell me every thought and feeling, just the ones you feel like sharing." she wouldn't push much, even if part of her thought he might need that at times.

"okay, but what about the chocolate all over me," she countered, bemused at her continued effort to turn him on. while it was working, it was also working on her as well. her body aching for him to touch her; to feel him inside of her again. this was not how she expected her day to go, even if every time she was with him now she thought about what it would be like to be on top of him again. or under him again. there were a few different positions that night.

finally, he seemed to loosen up. focus on just her and what she was proposing instead of the apparent looming threat. "grant, i don't care who sees you fucking me." and she didn't, she had no shame. a small whimper escaped her lips against his arm at the promises he made, coupled with his hand sliding closer to her core. a hand slipped from around his arm to undo the button on her shorts, allowing her bottoms to be less restricted. the same hand quickly shifted to find the button on his pants, releasing it to give way and slipping her hand down into his boxers. "you're already so hard..." she murmured, a grin against his skin as she gripped her hand around him. "it's been a long time, just pull over and let yourself have me now." @elpida

[felassan]

What kind of spirit do you think Felassan waz?

Swag

[age-of-moonknight]

“Systemic Approach (Part Two),” Avengers Unlimited (Vol. 1/2022), Infinity Comic, #64.

Writer: Mat Groom; Penciler and Inker: Caio Majado; Colorist: Pete Pantazis; Letterer: Joe Sabino

[watmalik]

It really be like that, huh? (inspo.)

[frodo-a-gogo]

also final word on this probably- I *like* Joyce Messier a great deal as a character. I think she's cool and interesting. I find it fascinating that she tends to approach things very bluntly. the words she uses and the manner in which she analyzes things, this is sort of an instance of a character who knows exactly *what she is* and articulates it in a manner congruent with the writers of the game. she is, as she says wryly but honestly, "a bourgeois woman". i cant think of too many rich people who would without prompting and prodding, self identify with marxist social taxonomies in this way, even with a thin veil of ironic self deprecation. She's educated. she knows the words and the motivating logics of class analysis. and shes *cool*. harry picks that up. honesty is cool. bluntness is cool. cynicism is cool. she is quite open about her place in the world and how she conceives of it. unlike a lot of other powerful figures in the game, i dont think shes completely swallowed by self justifying rhetoric the way, say, sunday friend is. or she is up to a point. she knows about countercultural movements and she has affinities for them and is also aware that they inevitably are consumed by capital. (this, by the way, is kind of complex in that like. ok its a depressing reality but also i think if the de team was fully bought into that line of thinking, they would not make this game. it is telling that joyce of all people would critique cindy on the basis of capital subsuming revolutionary art. I dont think joyce is wrong per se, but i think she is drawn to that line of thinking because it is *very comforting for someone of her class position to dismiss the value and power of revolutionary art and critique of capital* just a thought) She's disgusting in that her power is not rightfully hers. her position is not rightfully hers. she is actively repressing and oppressing others in service of disgusting, semi-fascistic, hypercapitalist forces. shes enjoying the comforts and benefits that such a role allows her. shes disgusting shes frustrating shes profoundly arrogant (as her clash with evrart claire proves definitively). Her self satisfied idiocy is what allows her to play with fire and foolishly assume she cannot be burned. She's smart but her comfortable position puts the blinders on her and so she's also pretty fucking stupid. and shes also deeply deeply sad. I empathize. I pity her. She's so fucking sad. I don't think she is drawn to self medication and self destruction through constant pale exposure or all that rueful nostalgic rumination for no reason. She knows what she is to the world and she knows what she's doing and she's too cowardly and comfortable and self interested to change, but she's too self-aware to ignore it completely. I think she probably dislikes herself to some degree and i think its destroying her. Like most of the cast of the game, she's complex and deeply human. She's hateful, but I also think she is too well realized to hate, at least not for me.

[elpida]

"lets do it." he nodded and with that, he'd looped her arm through his own so that he could keep hold of her more securely and walk. he meant it, a lot of bad food and throwing out the bad decisions to make it feel more hers come morning. easier to make those decisions in this mind than one that still found herself missing the one that hurt her. he'd be having words with him when he saw him around, he'd be sure to make it known that he'd not sit by if he ever tried to go near emily again, his protective nature would truly come forward because grant didn't ever want to see her cry again. "better yet, i'll order then we can go straight back." he spoke as he offered his phone, the delivery app already open. "i'm a pepperoni man myself but get anything you want, my treat."

once they were back grant made a point to get a few rubbish bags and stand, airing them out so they could fill them. "oh now see this? This has to go." he picked up a baseball cap that he could tell belonged to a male. "what kind of walking red flag wears a baseball cap anymore? Don't tell me he wore it backwards, that's a crime."

grant's laugh broke the tension a little. he always had this infuriatingly endearing way of making everything seem like it was under control, even when it clearly wasn’t. whether he did that on purpose, or not, it didn't really matter. he was a lucky guy in that aspect, emily gathered. she nodded, the truth of his words hitting her hard. everything felt like a storm she couldn't escape. his words were also like a lifeline, reminding emily that this pain wouldn’t last forever. and as much as she wanted to believe him, or as much as she wanted his words to make her feel better, it didn't work. emily knew he was right, but her wound was too deep, still. emily felt a small smile tug at her lips despite the tears; grant’s plan was crazy and spontaneous, but it was exactly what she needed. "yeah, okay." she said, feeling a spark of hope. "let's do that."

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

STOP I'm thinking about the part in Gravity Falls where Stan shows up with freshly bought (stolen) light bulbs only to see Ford screwing a new one in surrounded by family.

And OH my GOD. AGH.

Stan gets a little (ir)rationally upset about this because... It's.. Guys,,,

Stan perceives it as Ford once again easily receiving the praise and love of their family when he had to fight tooth and nail to receive even half of it.... I'm not well ✋😔

[hello-eeveev]

you wanna know what’s so funny is that we’re all like “omg Essek could NOT shut up about Caleb 🥺💕” but like. he absolutely can.

the only times Essek brought up Caleb unprompted/without relevance to the discussion at hand were gesundheit and nighttime sendings lol. of the four uses of the phrase “my partner,” one is an off-handed mention as part of a clarification (“I have not been following the Assembly’s threads; that was more my partner’s purview.”) and the last three all happen in the span of four minutes before Essek exits the episode.

the problem is that within those last four minutes, Essek hit us with

1) showing off a zemnian phrase he learned from Caleb,

2) “he is kind. and he is smart. and he is so strong,” said with such conviction and pride and love that I don’t think I’ll ever recover, and

3) leaving the crafting party to chat with Caleb before bed

which was just. a lot. it was so much and it was so good. so much concentrated shadowgast in those four minutes

this whole ship is built on layered conversations and implications and skirting the obvious (with the exception of the last two minutes of m9 reunited) so to give us four whole minutes of Essek boasting about Caleb, praising Caleb, wanting to go talk to Caleb was particularly potent

thank you Matt Mercer for my life 💕

[dangeroustaintedflawed]

[elpida]

"have you? been fine?" he wasn't actually sure if he wanted to know the truth behind that, maybe it was a small mercy to tell him that she was fine. he's out for the weekend. he didn't man to let it show but the disappointment was written all over his face. "does he treat you good?" grant had to know, he had to ask, for his own peace of mind. "is he good to you, better than i was?" he tried to crack it like some form of joke but his lopsided smirk was short lived and yet, utterly charming. he went stiff at the cloth pressing lightly against his lip, tried not to move too much but grant couldn't help but let his eyes drink up every detail he'd longed for, each shade in her eyes, each curve, each defining feature. he'd dreamt of them all.

there were a million questions on the tip of her tongue, ready to spill from her lips the moment the man steps inside the familiar space, but no matter how desperately sienna wanted some answers, part of her didn't want to know. part of her wanted nothing to do with the person that had broken her heart and left her to pick up the pieces. so when his words registered with her, she didn't have the strength to question him. whatever it was, it was not good. no good even came from their relationship. the brunette disappears from the living room for a moment, gathering all the things she would need to clean his wounds before making an appeareance once more. "grant," she murmurs, a soft sigh falling from his lips. " i've been fine," she assures him, because she would rather die than to let him know how miserable she's been without him. " and no, he's out for the weekend, so you have nothing to worry about." she adds, her tone dry as she gently presses a clean cloth against the cut on his lower lip.

[thoughtsandaisies]

[popcornkwantum]

"Jerry is Lincoln's and Scary's biological son, which means teen pregnancy" or "Jerry is adopted"

NO.

It's Scam Likely again

What's the one good thing that Grant and Marco got out of Scams shitty wedding gift? Their son Lincoln. So Scam has learned that the best gift at a wedding is giving someone a child of course