#jack w. carter

[agentxthirteen]

Sharon-A-Day, Day 536 (6/20/23)

Captain America 212. On sale 5/10/77. "The Face of a Hero"

Writer/Penciller/Editor: Jack Kirby

Inker/Letterer: Mike W. Royer

Colorist: Petra Scotese (Goldberg)

Sharon makes a deal with the devil (Red Skull) to save Steve.

[shadowedmagic-a]

note to self to adjust william’s background once moved blog,,,,

[avaamelia96]

immy Carter funeral live updates: Biden says late president was 'at peace with a life fully lived'

President Biden, former Presidents Bill Clinton, George W. Bush and Barack Obama, and President-elect Donald Trump, are in attendance at the service in Washington.

The state funeral of former President Jimmy Carter was underway Thursday at Washington National Cathedral, where dignitaries including President Biden, former Presidents Bill Clinton, George W. Bush and Barack Obama, and read more

[downthetubes]

Rebellion Releases: Judge Dredd faces deadly battle for survival in new 2000AD

Judge Dredd’s desperate trek for survival reaches its penultimate part in this week’s 2000AD, Prog 2830, courtesy of Rob Williams and RM Guera

Judge Dredd’s desperate trek for survival reaches its penultimate part in this week’s 2000AD, Prog 2830, courtesy of Rob Williams and RM Guera. Plus, there’s plenty more to savour, including “Brink”, “Aquila”, and more. Here’s the intel on the latest issue of Galaxy’s Greatest Comic, feats knockout cover by John McCrea, coloured by Jack Davies, and other Rebellion releases… JUDGE DREDD – REND &…

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raider masterlist

dark!Joel Miller x f!reader

new one shot Jan 5, 2025: forest floor. ⚠️ Nov 2024 note: this post hit the link limit, and I haven't decided what to do. I will still try to update the newest fic link above, but FYI it won't update a reblogged post.

moodboard by @milla-frenchy 🖤 a rb will not stay up-to-date.

SUMMARY: He's a bad guy, and you're his good girl. Joel saves you from bad men, but claims you for himself. His persona starts to crack, but he gets even more possessive. You're his world, and he'll do anything to keep you. Emotional slow burn but smut the whole time. WARNINGS: 18+ canon-typical violence, noncon via implicit threat, evolving to enthusiastic dubious consent (stockholm syndrome), depraved use of praise and pet names (sweet pea, baby), unsafe P in V, exhibitionism, extreme possessiveness, dark fluff (🖤), angst, and more. NO USE of Y/N, No physical description of reader.

Spotify: raider, sweet pea (smut) Optional reference: trailer floor plan

Carter masterlist

main story

Note, non-bold links in this section were written out of order and may contain spoilers or references to future events. their placement in this list is based on timeline.

Raider: (Mar 24, 2023) - He "saves" you, then has his way with you but is kinda sweet about it. Joel POV (Oct 3, 1k)

Failed Rescue (Apr 8 - 1.9k) Your bf tries to save you. Joel makes him watch then keeps you.

Stash House (Apr 11 - 850)- Joel takes you to the stash house and shows everyone you're his. Wash Bin 🖤 (Aug 27, 1k) Shooting Practice Drabble(Jul 28, 1.6k)

Failed Escape (Apr 23, 4k)- Joel saves you from FEDRA, bathes you, amd edges you.

J. Miller (May 19, 2k) - Joel labels you with his switchblade and claims all your holes. dark. Can be skipped.

Home (May 29, 1.3k) - Joel makes dinner at home, cleans your chest, and tucks you in. 🖤

Company (Jun 9, 2.2k) - Joel brings home a girl to distract his men. dark. Extra Scene - angst.

Close (Jul 3, 2.7k) - close call with other raiders. You-almost-died sex, and later, tender sex 🖤

Gun Hug (Jul 31, 3.7k) - Joel traps 2 bad guys with some help and kills them while you. . .🖤 If you want him (1.5k) - he holds out to see🖤

Night Air (Aug 30, 3.5k) - Joel is brutal with a bad guy and his POV reveals some feelings. 🖤 Bonus blurb, wakeup pwp drabble

Hunger (Sep 29, 7k) - Joel takes you on a trek, comforts you, kills a guy, and gives you head. 🖤 He's only human (1.1k) - 👱‍♂️Carter POV, overlaps w/ hunger.

No cliffhangers. Bulletin from Tox

Bodies (Dec 3, 7.8k) - Strangers show up and cause a shitstorm, but Joel takes a big step. 🖤 Raider POV

more (drabbles, etc)

🔥 smut

Trying to use him (800) (riding) 🔥

House meeting drabble 🖤

You get sick at night drabble 🖤

He goes down on you (oral f) 🔥

If you touched his scar

if men had hurt you in the past

if you got your period 🖤

magazine and makeup 🖤

yoga pwp drabble piv 1k 🔥

boots drabble (oral f receiving) 🔥

graveyard blurb (spice)

if you bit his arm drabble (p in v) 🔥

If you snapped (emotional spice) 🖤

face sitting on sofa 🔥

being bad, looking good (2.8k, smut) 🔥

Van ride drabble (800) 🖤

sleeping beast (<1k), PWP 🔥

If Joel was sick 🖤

If you were annoying

cutting his hair 🖤

waking up on top 🔥

tired 🖤

waking up on top again 🔥

Sweet pea overhears Joel 🔥

Choking on his dick (600) 🔥

his birthday 🥺

Note: not all content is linked. Asks can lead to lore, snippets, and previews or hints of future plot points, etc. which are not added here.

quickie (daddy kink scenario) 🔥

✨Roly poly - comfort 🖤

Headcanons (not written like fic)

If another man has his way (Q&A)

dacryphilia - evolved update (Q&A)

if you had scars or tattoos (Q&A)

sweet pea by herself

If you sketched Joel and Jack

Apple picking 🖤

Responding to a Nightmare 🖤

accidentally hurting her 🖤

Analysis (#raider!analysis)

why does he keep her

why did he snap (in Company extra scene)

his eye contact

his affection / feelings, trajectory 🖤

falling for sweet pea

his self hate and her feelings

the dog and joel's concern for you

awareness of growth / why keep her

Raider Tommy

Birds of prey (2.6k)

Art, etc.

Mattress by esquire magazine

Stitches by @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog

collage by @milla-frenchy

lose control edit by @survivingandenduring

🌸 sweet pea mood boards by various

6 month collage by milla-frenchy

6 month cake by not-a-unique-snowflake-blog

🌸 sweet pea cosplay from night air

👱‍♂️carter mood board by @romana-after-dark

pts. 1-3 rb mood boards by @iamasaddie

night air gif by not-a-unique-snowflake-blog

raider/sweet pea collage by milla

sweet pea's pup by @dark-scape

want it that bad gif by dark-scape

Bodies gif by not-a-unique-snowflake-blog

👱‍♂️carter mood board by milla

Then and now drawing by romana-after-dark

Raider/sweet pea drawings by @lumoverheaven

our stars moodboard by milla

raiding edits by gasolinerainbowpuddles

under the anger by iamasaddie

🎥 Trailer (video) by @carminepoison

birthday sketch by lumoverheaven

In love w raider by milla

✨ checks that you're ok 🐺 by milla

If I've left yours off please lmk I prob tagged improperly

Back to Joel Masterlist

Fic recs: other raiders

🖤 If mine or another writer's work has inspired yours, it's always better late than never to share / shout-out 🖤

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FREDDY CARTER, AMITA SUMAN, KIT YOUNG, JACK WOLFE, DANIELLE GALLIGAN & CALAHAN SKOGMAN as KAZ BREKKER, INEJ GHAFA, JESPER FAHEY, WYLAN HENDRIKS, NINA ZENIK & MATTHIAS HELVAR (THE CROWS) SHADOW AND BONE: SEASON 2 -> NO FUNERALS (2.08) w/ DELETED SCENES

[wolfgirlandfarmboy]

Seeing the recent pic w/ Cowboy Jack in it is making me think of him & Nana singing Beyonce's song "Levii's Jeans." Love both of their outfits btw!❤

What's crazy is that I've had that little pic sketched out for months BECAUSE of COWBOY CARTER- especially that song (that entire album has such big Nana vibes to me)

So here's me going overboard with a whole lil' comic thingy of Jack and Nana singing LEVII'S JEANS because I cannot be normal when it comes to these two and you just gave me an outlet

Anyways THANK YOU! I need to draw them in modern clothing more often because I honestly love designing little outfits for Jack and Nana so much.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Imagine Sebek, Jack, Carter, Idia, Jamil, and Rollo

Sees in a live video of Crewel daughter in her town battle of the bands as a singer singing I wanna be your dog by the stooges but the movie Crewela movie version

Performing ‘I Wanna Be Your Dog’ | w/ Crewel Daughter Reader

The Queendom of Roses doesn’t take too kindly to your typical rulebreaker style but that’s just you

And who can hate you

You’re performance is just proof of that

The boys are always supportive of you you’d beat them up if they weren’t

Of course cheering for you is a given unless they’ve decided to pick on your nerves

Over all it’s a great performance

[thezombieprostitute]

Character Masterlist

Characters w/ multiple stories

Andy Barber

Ari Levinson

Bucky Barnes

Curtis Everett

God the Bounty Hunter

Hal Carter

Jake Jensen

Johnny Storm

Jonathan Pine

Lee Bodecker

Lloyd Hansen

Mace

Nick Fowler

Ransom Drysdale

Steve Rogers

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Characters w/ only 1 or 2 stories

Charles Blackwood: Tenure (ft. Curtis Everett, Ransom Drysdale)

Chris Beck: In the Woods (ft. James Mace) / Breakfast Surprise

Frank Adler: Worth It

Harald Finehair: At the Gala / My Sun

Jack O'Malley: A-maze-ing / Tricked

Jefferson/Mad Hatter: Magic / Unwanted in progress series

König: Grocery Store Meeting (ft. Lance Tucker)

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick: To the Rescue / Frosty Windows

Mordecai (Borderlands): Done This 10

Robert Pronge/Mr. Freezy: My Man's an Undertaker

Sam Wilson: Vacation & Vacation Planning (ft. Jake Jensen)

Steve Kemp: Last Night

Steven Grant: Museum Tours

Syverson: All Your Lovin'

Walter Marshall: Panic Attack / Christmas Grump

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Multiple Characters

Bouquet Event Masterlist

Charity Auction

Grumpy Days

"I need kisses"

Kidnapped (Gus Williams, Jonathan Pine, Lloyd Hansen, Ransom Drysdale)

Receiving Affection (Curtis Everett, Jake Jensen, Mace, Steve Rogers)

Tech Tuesdays

"Tell me I'm pretty"

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Unnamed Characters

Alpha to the Rescue

At the Gym (SStan character)

Too Old? (CEvans Character)

[sga-owns-my-soul]

adorable

Random Lore -

Sam tried the "work IS fun for me" bit exactly one time. Nymph gave her the biggest puppy eyes and she melted and hasn't skipped a single fishing trip

[rollercoasterwords]

What do you think the other marauders besides Remus/Lily would like to read?

hmm interesting question....honestly lily & remus r the only ones i really imagine as big readers...

assuming this is in a canon-ish/canon-adjacent setting. i think mary would be a big poetry girly she'd fuck w plath & glück & césaire...also think she'd be into romantic fantasies like goldman's princess bride & dianna wynne jones' howl's moving castle...beagle's last unicorn as well perhaps...

don't think marlene would be big into reading but i do think lily would put her onto some sci-fi she'd enjoy--vonnegut, joanna russ, charlotte perkins gilman...i imagine her as a sci-fi fan as well but less into reading more into like. star wars & alien movies. same w james i don't imagine him as a big reader but i do think lily would find some sci-fi he'd enjoy...maybe more of like the philip k. dick lane than the vonnegut/russ lane tho. i think he might like some leguin as well; i imagine he'd be one of those people who really just wants to read a book that feels like a movie, nothing too dense or slow-moving.

i think all of the marauders would get a kick out of lord of the flies lol. & i imagine peter might find greek mythology interesting i could potentially see him reading like the odyssey or something. i think sirius would lowkey fuck w poetry but have a bit of a complex about it--think his faves would be the classic romantics so like shelley, byron, keats, etc. i think he would also fw baldwin & wilde, due to the homosexuality. also wuthering heights, & would have a complex abt that as well lol.

dorcas i imagine favoring a writing style that's a bit more brutal & dry...maybe some flannery o'connor, steinbeck, faulkner, etc...could also see her being big into like agatha christia murder mysteries. maybe some shirley jackson as well. emmeline would be into atwood i think...in my mind she'd also fuck hard w stone butch blues & would be reading lorde & butler (judith, not octavia) in the 90s. pandora would be into the weird gory shit she'd be reading like jack ketchum...probably stephen king & angela carter as well. maybe some more classic horror like poe & stoker's dracula, etc. also think she'd get really into octavia butler.

& regulus wouldn't read shit but if he did it would probably be like. fucking ayn rand. & maybe bukowski

[toasttt11]

my au’s tattoos

Carter Hughes- C initial on her hip for Connor, has three birds on her hand for her brothers, has a number 8 on the inside of her wrist for her hockey number.

Alexandria Zegras- Olive branches wrapped around her wrist for her green heritage and her middle name olive, had a quote in greek down her spine. A seven behind her ear.

Kensington Hughes- Has a music note that was also her grandmothers favorite note, three butterfly for her brothers, has a matching tattoo with Ryan, Will and Gabe.

Octavia Hughes- Has a sun and Luke has a moon and a L and S initial for Simon, Louie and Luke.

Clementine Bedard- Has one that is a matching one with both of her siblings. Has three dragonflies to represent her and her siblings because growing up their back yard always has them.

Maddox Hughes- Gets a few small ones matching with Trevor.

Grey Thompson- Has a voice memo of her brother’s laugh on her ribs and a L behind her ear for Luke.

Gemma Fantilli- Gets a very dainty word on her wrist in Italian and a matching one with her brothers.

Livia Drysdale- Has a outline of two plants on her rib cage and she gets a small W on the inside of her arm by her elbow

Viola Hughes- She has a few that she got just because she likes them and thought they were cute and has a few butterflies around her wrist for her family

Phoenix Zegras- Has quite a lot of tattoos and has a full sleeve on his arm, he has a few tattoos that are greek themed, a couple matching with trevor and gets JD close to his heart

Willa Smith- Gets her boys name written out fully in cursive and is on the outside of her arm

Sebastian Boldy- Gets a L on his v-line, he gets daisy’s paw on his wrist. he also gets quite a few scattered across his arms and shoulders that Luke loves to trace.

Julianna Hughes- gets all of her brothers, parents, best friend and luca’s birthday flower in a bouquet on her wrist, has a matching lighting bolt with her best friend, has luca write i love you and gets it tattooed.

Asher Leonard- doesn’t have much but ryan and asher have a matching L for their last name on his bicep and he gets i love you in french and done in cursive and it was written by Gabe

Lucia Hughes- Gets a 6 on her wrist for her family’s number and John’s number.

Oscar Bedard- Has his siblings initials on his upper arm and gets Jack’s name written on his ring finger where he fiddles the most and if his wedding ring isn’t on the tattoo is still there.

Remington Zegras- has quite a few scattered across his arms and upper body they are all greek theme and he has one he has matching with trevor

[resiliencebeast]

Equity Education and Mutual Justice Resources: The Book List

Anti-Racism and Intersectionality How to Be an Antiracist by Ibram X. Kendi

Darkwater: Voices from Within the Veil by W.E.B. Du Bois On Critical Race Theory: Why It Matters & Why You Should Care by Victor Ray

You Are Your Best Thing: Vulnerability, Shame Resilience, and the Black Experience by Tarana Burke (Editor) Brené Brown (Editor) Stamped from the Beginning: The Definitive History of Racist Ideas in America by Ibram X. Kendi

So You Want to Talk About Race By Ijeoma Oluo

Between the World and Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates

I'm Still Here: Black Dignity in a World Made for Whiteness by Austin Channing Brown

Sister Outsider: Essays and Speeches by Audre Lorde

Raising White Kids: Bringing Up Children in a Racially Unjust America by Jennifer Harvey

Why I'm No Longer Talking to White People about Race by Reni Eddo-Lodge

The Undocumented Americans by Karla Cornejo Villavicencio

Mutual Aid, Direct Action, Organizing, and Community Building

Let This Radicalize You: Organizing and the Revolution of Reciprocal Care by Mariame Kaba and Kelly Hayes

Just Action: How to Challenge Segregation Enacted Under the Color of Law by Richard Rothstein and Leah Rothstein

Mutual Aid: Building Solidarity During This Crisis (and the Next) by Dean Spade

Mutual Aid: A Factor of Evolution by Pyotr Kropotkin

Living at the Edges of Capitalism: Adventures in Exile and Mutual Aid by Andrej Grubačić

Viral Justice: How We Grow the World We Want by Ruha Benjamin

We Do This 'til We Free Us: Abolitionist Organizing and Transforming Justice by Mariame Kaba

Practicing Cooperation: Mutual Aid beyond Capitalism by Andrew Zitcer

Practicing New Worlds: Abolition and Emergent Strategies by Andrea Ritchie

Freedom Is a Constant Struggle: Ferguson, Palestine, and the Foundations of a Movement by Angela Y. Davis Anti-Capitalist and Anti-Colonialism Education

The Poverty of Growth by Olivier De Schutter

Becoming Abolitionists: Police, Protests, and the Pursuit of Freedom by Derecka Purnell, Karen Chilton, et al.

The Future Is Degrowth: A Guide to a World Beyond Capitalism by Aaron Vansintjan, Matthias Schmelzer, and Andrea Vetter

Except for Palestine: The Limits of Progressive Politics by Marc Lamont Hill, Mitchell Plitnick, et al.

Anthropocene or Capitalocene? Nature, History, and the Crisis of Capitalism by Elmar Altvater (Author), Eileen C. Crist (Author), Donna J. Haraway (Author), Daniel Hartley (Author), Christian Parenti (Author), Justin McBrien (Author), Jason W. Moore (Editor) (Also available as a PDF online)

Dying for Capitalism: How Big Money Fuels Extinction and What We Can Do About It by Charles Derber, Suren Moodliar

On Tyranny: Twenty Lessons from the Twentieth Century by Timothy Snyder History and Political Science

A People's History of the United States by Howard Zinn

Black Marxism, Revised and Updated Third Edition: The Making of the Black Radical Tradition by Cedric J. Robinson

The Color of Law: A Forgotten History of How Our Government Segregated America by Richard Rothstein

Palestine: A Socialist Introduction by Sumaya Awad (Editor) and Brian Bean (Editor)

The New Jim Crow: Mass Incarceration in the Age of Colorblindness by Michelle Alexander (this technical book also has an organizing guide and study guide)

1491: New Revelations of the Americas Before Columbus by Charles C. Mann

Time's Monster: How History Makes History by Priya Satia

We Refuse: A Forceful History of Black Resistance by Kellie Carter Jackson

How Fascism Works: The Politics of Us and Them by Jason Stanley

Indigenous Knowledge

Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge and the Teachings of Plants by Robin Wall Kimmerer (there is also a version of Braiding Sweetgrass for young adults)

Becoming Kin: An Indigenous Call to Unforgetting the Past and Reimagining Our Future by Patty Krawec

Indian Givers: How Native Americans Transformed the World by Jack Weatherford

Tending the Wild: Native American Knowledge and the Management of California's Natural Resources by Kat Anderson

Fresh Banana Leaves: Healing Indigenous Landscapes Through Indigenous Science by Jessica Hernandez Disability Education and Rights Demystifying Disability: What to Know, What to Say, and How to Be an Ally by Emily Ladau Black Disability Politics by Sami Schalk

Crip Kinship: The Disability Justice & Art Activism of Sins Invalid by Shayda Kafai

Pandemic Solidarity: Mutual Aid during the Coronavirus Crisis by Marina Sitrin (Editor), Rebecca Solnit (Editor)

Disability Intimacy: Essays on Love, Care, and Desire by Alice Wong

The Future Is Disabled: Prophecies, Love Notes, and Mourning Songs by Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha

Refusing to Be Made Whole: Disability in Black Women's Writing by Anna Laquawn Hinton

Unmasking Autism: Discovering the New Faces of Neurodiversity by Devon Price (this author also has a guide on the same topic)

Queer Issues

We Are Everywhere: Protest, Power, and Pride in the History of Queer Liberation Hardcover by Matthew Riemer and Leighton Brown Transgender History: The Roots of Today's Revolution by Susan Stryker

Transgender Warriors: Making History from Joan of Arc to Dennis Rodman by Leslie Feinberg

Stonewall: The Definitive Story of the LGBTQ Rights Uprising That Changed America by Martin Duberman

Beyond the Gender Binary by Alok Vaid-Menon

Gender Queer: A Memoir by Maia Kobabe (graphic novel) Refusing Compulsory Sexuality: A Black Asexual Lens on Our Sex-Obsessed Culture by Sherronda J Brown

A Queer History of the United States by Michael Bronski

The Gay Agenda: A Modern Queer History & Handbook by Ashley Molesso and Chessie Needham

They/Them/Their: A Guide to Nonbinary and Genderqueer Identities by Eris Young

Gender Outlaws: The Next Generation by Kate Bornstein and S. Bear Bergman

This Book Is Gay by Juno Dawson (Author) and David Levithan (Contributor)

Nonbinary For Beginners: Everything you’ve been afraid to ask about gender, pronouns, being an ally, and black & white thinking by Ocean Atlas

All Boys Aren't Blue: A Memoir-Manifesto by George M. Johnson

Gender: A Graphic Guide by Meg-John Barker and Jules Scheele (Illustrator)

Resources for Kids and Parents

The Every Body Book: The LGBTQ+ Inclusive Guide for Kids about Sex, Gender, Bodies, and Families by Rachel E. Simon (Author) and Noah Grigni (Illustrator)

This Is a Book for Parents of Gay Kids: A Question & Answer Guide to Everyday Life by Dan Owens-Reid and Kristin Russo This Book Is Feminist: An Intersectional Primer for Next-Gen Changemakers by Jamia Wilson and Aurelia Durand (Illustrator)

Unlearning White Supremacy and Colonialist Culture

The Body Is Not an Apology: The Power of Radical Self-Love by Sonya Renee Taylor

Rest Is Resistance: A Manifesto by Tricia Hersey

White Fragility: Why It's So Hard for White People to Talk about Racism by Robin Diangelo

Black Rage by William H. Grier and Price M. Cobbs

White Rage: The Unspoken Truth of Our Racial Divide by Carol Anderson

How to Understand Your Gender: A Practical Guide for Exploring Who You Are by Alex Iantaffi and Meg-John Barker

This Book Is Anti-Racist: 20 Lessons on How to Wake Up, Take Action, and Do the Work by Tiffany Jewell (Author) and Aurelia Durand (Illustrator)

Redefining Realness: My Path to Womanhood, Identity, Love & So Much More by Janet Mock

Gender Trauma: Healing Cultural, Social, and Historical Gendered Trauma by Alex Iantaffi

The Politics of Trauma: Somatics, Healing, and Social Justice by Staci Haines

Brainwashed: Challenging the Myth of Black Inferiority by Tom Burrell

Me and White Supremacy: Combat Racism, Change the World, and Become a Good Ancestor by Layla F. Saad

Articles and Online Resources (Including Research Articles)

White Supremacy Culture by Tema Okun, at dRworks (This is a list of characteristics of white supremacy culture that show up in our organizations and workplaces.)

Reflections on Agroecology and Social Justice in Malwa-Nimar by Caroline E. Fazli

Mutual Aid Toolbox by Big Door Brigade Mutual Aid Resources by Mutual Aid Disaster Relief No body is expendable: Medical rationing and disability justice during the COVID-19 pandemic by Andrews, Ayers, Brown, Dunn, & Pilarski (2021)

A Marxist Theory of Extinction by Troy Vettese

Intersectionality Research for Transgender Health Justice: A Theory-Driven Conceptual Framework for Structural Analysis of Transgender Health Inequities by Linda M. Wesp, Lorraine Halinka Malcoe, Ayana Elliott, and Tonia Poteat Know Your Rights Guide to Surviving COVID-19 Triage Protocols by NoBody is Disposable

Finally Feeling Comfortable: The Necessity of Trans-Affirming, Trauma-Informed Care by Alex Petkanas (on TransLash Media)

'Are you ready to heal?': Nonbinary activist Alok Vaid-Menon deconstructs gender by Jo Yurcaba

Gender-affirming Care Saves Lives by Kareen M. Matouk and Melina Wald

What It Takes to Heal: How Transforming Ourselves Can Change the World by Prentis Hemphill

Note from the curator: Please use your local libraries when possible! Be #ResiliencePunk.

[avaamelia96]

Jimmy Carter Funeral: Ex-VP’s Son Reportedly Cuts Line Criticizing Treatment Of Immigrants—With Trump In Attendance (Live Updates)

Topline

Former President Jimmy Carter—who died last month at the age of 100—will be memorialized in a state funeral at the National Cathedral on Thursday, attended by all living presidents and marked by a national day of mourning.

12 p.m.Garth Brooks and Trisha Yearwood sang John Lennon’s “Imagine.”

11:50 a.m.Rev. Andrew Young, a leader in the Civil Rights movement and Carter’s former United Nations ambassador, spoke about Carter’s “ability to achieve greatness by the diversity of his personality and upbringing,” read more

[emma-m-black]

Through the Mirror - Chapter One

Stargate SG1 - Daniel Jackson/OC FanFic Romance w/ a Jack O'Neill/OC Found Family plot.

I've had this idea rattling around in my head since I started rewatching. So thought I would get the first chapter out here and see what people thought of the idea. I figure it will be a longer fic, as I want a bit of a slow burn.

Plot: What if in Season 3 Episode 6: Point of View, a third person came through the mirror. Amelia Brown, Step Daughter of Doctor Carter and real Daughter of Jack O'Neill. However after watching the events of her father being killed as he helped them to escape, Amelia struggles with the reality of going back to the place where both her biological parents are dead, and instead intends to accept the offer of staying in an alternate reality to her own.

Rating: Teen/Mature ish.... I don't have much written yet so I'm undecided if it will get spicy at any point, but I have to imagine that the fan base for this franchise is probably past the age of 18 by now haha.

Chapter One

Amelia sat stiffly on the hard medical bed, her legs dangling over it’s edge, the sterile chill of the infirmary gnawing at her nerves. Across the room, Sam paced relentlessly, her long blonde hair swaying like a pendulum with each step. The sharp tap of her boots against the tile floor only added to the tension thickening the air.

“Sam, please,” Amelia said, her voice strained with both exhaustion and worry. “Just sit down.”

“Yeah, you’re making even me nervous,” Kawalsky muttered, shooting a weary look at Sam as he shifted on the bed opposite Amelia. His tone was casual, but his jaw tightened in a way that belied his unease.

Before anyone could respond, the infirmary doors swung open. A group of Airmen filed in with the precision Amelia was coming to expect of this military world, followed closely by two figures who commanded the room immediately. She recognized them instantly: Jack O’Neill and George Hammond. Her stomach twisted in an unfamiliar mix of relief and apprehension.

“So, what’s the big emergen—whoa!” Jack’s casual stride faltered as his gaze landed on Sam. He froze, his brow furrowing. “What happened to you?”

“Jack?” Sam’s voice was soft, fragile even, as she stopped pacing. The change in her demeanor was startling. Amelia watched her stepmother’s face, a mixture of disbelief and hope softening her usually sharp features. The way Sam looked at this Jack was so... lovingly. It made Amelia’s chest ache.

“It’s me. It’s Sam,” she said, her tone trembling as though the words might shatter.

Jack’s eyes narrowed. “Uh... yeah.”

Sam stepped closer, her hands trembling slightly. “I never expected this variation. You’re alive.”

The words hung in the air, heavy and raw. Amelia shifted uncomfortably, her gaze flicking to Kawalsky. He was already moving, easing himself off the medical bed with a crooked smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Don’t feel so bad, Colonel. Everybody around here is telling me the same thing,” Kawalsky said with a short laugh, his voice deliberately light.

“Kawalsky?” Jack asked, his tone incredulous as he studied the man before him.

A voice interjected, calm and clinical, “in a manner of speaking, sir. Actually, in a manner of fact, this is Major Kawalsky in almost every physical respect—blood, dental records—” Spoke Doctor Fraiser.

“But I’m not supposed to be alive in this reality any more than you are in mine,” Kawalsky interrupted, glancing between Sam, Amelia, and Jack. “Sorry, ladies.”

Amelia glanced at Sam. There was a deep sadness in her stepmother’s expression, a mourning for something unspoken. Sam nodded slowly. “It’s not the same with us here, is it?”

The question was rhetorical, Amelia realized, but the pain in Sam’s voice gnawed at her. The weight of what they’d lost—what they’d left behind—settled over them all like a heavy shroud.

Jack’s exasperation broke the tension. “Does... anyone wanna let me know what the hell’s goin’ on here? Anyone? How about you, whoever you are?” He gestured toward Amelia.

“Whoever she is?” The words stung more than Amelia wanted to admit. Her chest tightened, and her voice wavered as she whispered, “Do I not exist here?”

Hearing the tremor in Amelia’s voice, Sam moved protectively closer, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. “She’s your daughter, Jack,” Sam said firmly. “Or at least, the daughter of the alternate version of you. Do you not have a kid in this reality?”

Jack’s gaze lingered on Amelia, his scrutiny making her shift uncomfortably. Did he see it? The same similarities her father used to point out so fondly? He was constantly struck by how her features resembled his, especially her eyes, nose, and stubborn chin. The thought made her heart ache.

“I had a son...” Jack’s voice was soft, barely audible.

Amelia lowered her gaze, unwilling to meet his eyes. The rawness in his tone made her throat tighten.

General Hammond cleared his throat, the sound cutting through the emotion in the room like a scalpel. “They appeared a few hours ago in a Nellis high-security lockup,” he explained crisply.

Kawalsky chuckled, stepping toward Jack. “That quantum mirror you got locked up at Area Fifty-One? You guys never figured out how to use it?”

Amelia shivered, the memory of the mirror sending a chill down her spine. Sam’s arm tightened around her, grounding her.

“Is he talking about that alternate-reality thing Daniel futzed with on P3R-233?” Jack asked, his eyes narrowing as they flicked back to Amelia.

“Who’s Daniel?” Sam asked softly, stroking Amelia’s long brown hair in a way that was unexpectedly soothing. The small gesture made Amelia want to bury herself in her stepmother’s embrace.

“Let’s hold off on any more questions for the moment,” Hammond interrupted. His tone brooked no argument. “I’ve sent the order to have the device brought here under heavy guard. Our guests will be escorted to quarters until we can verify their story. We’ll come and speak with you after the briefing.”

Amelia barely registered the words. Her thoughts were a chaotic swirl of grief, confusion, and fear. She let herself be led out of the infirmary along with Sam and Kawalsky, though her steps felt disconnected from her body.

When they arrived at the guest quarters, the Airmen moved to separate them. Kawalsky and Sam immediately stepped in front of Amelia like twin shields.

“Guys, it’s fine. I’ll be okay,” Amelia said, forcing a smile to her lips. It wavered under their scrutiny, but she held it. “I’m not a child. I’ve lived on my own for almost ten years now. I think I can handle being alone in a guest room here.”

“Are you sure, Al?” Kawalsky’s tone was stern, a reflection of the father figure he’d been in her life for as long as she could remember.

“I’ll be fine,” she lied.

The door closed behind her with a soft thunk, and the silence of the room was deafening. Amelia sat down heavily on the bed, curling into herself as the weight of everything she’d lost finally crashed over her. She tried to keep it together, but silent tears slipped down her cheeks as she stared blankly at a chipped edge on the bedside table.

She didn’t hear the door open or the soft footsteps that followed. It wasn’t until someone cleared their throat that she realized she wasn’t alone. Startled, her head snapped up to find a man standing just inside the doorway.

“Hi,” he said gently. “I’m Daniel Jackson. I’m part of this reality’s SG-1 team.”

“I don’t know who you are,” Amelia said cautiously, her voice hoarse as she pushed herself up from where she had been lying. She studied the man standing before her, taking in his disheveled brown hair, round glasses, and the faint crease of exhaustion lining his face. He seemed out of place in his rumpled blue Air Force uniform, like someone trying to fit into a role that didn’t quite suit them.

“Yes, I’ve heard that I never joined the Stargate Program in your reality,” the man said, his tone hesitant. He scratched the back of his neck, a nervous habit, Amelia assumed. “Here, I, uh, did much of what Captain Carter—well, Doctor Carter—does. It’s weird that she’s a Doctor in your world. See here I was the one that figured out the gate address, and I went through to Abydos…” He trailed off, then shifted his weight awkwardly. “So, um, your Sam said you’re Jack’s daughter?”

Amelia blinked at him, momentarily thrown off by his rambling explanation. She reached up and wiped at her damp, puffy eyes with the sleeves of her sweater—a once-beloved piece of clothing that had been reduced to a grimy, threadbare shell during her escape. “I am,” she murmured, her voice barely audible.

Daniel took a tentative step toward her, and before Amelia realized it, she had instinctively scooted further back on the bed. The movement caused him to stop abruptly, concern flickering across his face. He raised his hands in a gesture of reassurance and took a deliberate step back, slipping them into his pockets. “I won’t harm you,” he said softly, his tone measured. “I’m just... curious about you. You seem, uh, quite a bit older than Jack’s son would’ve been.”

Amelia stiffened at the mention of Jack’s son. Her pulse quickened. “That’s the second time Jack’s son has been referred to in the past tense,” she said, her voice edged with unease. She watched as Daniel’s expression shifted, his gaze darting momentarily to the corner of the room—toward what she now realized was a security camera.

“It’s not my story to tell,” he said carefully, his words deliberate. He hesitated, clearly weighing what to reveal before he added, “But Charlie passed away when he was eight. He’d only be around twelve now, and, well...” His voice faltered, and his eyes flickered over her as though gauging her reaction. “...you appear to be, uh...”

“Much older than twelve?” Amelia offered with a forced, weak smile, trying to lighten the air that had grown stifling with unspoken grief. “I’m about to turn twenty-five.”

Daniel blinked, visibly doing the math in his head. His lips parted in a muted expression of surprise. “That would mean... Jack would’ve had to have you when he was—what? Sixteen?”

“Yup,” Amelia said flatly, her tone both bitter and resigned. “Teenage pregnancy is a real life-changer.”

“But he still enlisted,” Daniel said, the awe in his voice betraying his admiration. “And he still ran your version of SG-1... but you don’t have a brother?”

Amelia shook her head.

“Did Jack still marry Sara?”

“Who’s Sara?” Amelia asked, tilting her head.

Daniel’s brow furrowed, and his nose twitched like he was trying to suppress an itch. “Obviously not your mother,” he muttered.

Amelia sighed, the weight of the conversation pressing down on her. “Please, sit down,” she said, gesturing to the edge of the bed. “Your nervous pacing is making me even more nervous.”

Daniel froze, much like a child caught sneaking cookies, then hesitated before carefully lowering himself onto the far edge of the bed. He turned to face her, his posture stiff, but the tension in his shoulders slowly eased.

“My mother was Amy Brown,” Amelia began, her voice soft but steady. “She and my dad were dating when she got pregnant with me. Dad enlisted as soon as he could to help provide for us. My mom married my stepdad when I was three, but Dad was always there when he could be—sending postcards, letters, and little gifts from wherever he was stationed. Eventually, I enrolled in a military school and I got to travel a lot with him around the world, but before graduation, I was accepted to Stanford’s archaeology program. So... I never enlisted.”

Daniel’s face lit up with sudden enthusiasm, his eyes widening behind his glasses. “You’re an archaeologist?” he asked eagerly, his earlier nervousness melting away.

Amelia nodded, her gaze distant for a moment, as if the weight of her words pulled her under. “I just finished my Master’s and was about to join the SGA, much against my father’s wishes.” The corners of her lips curled slightly as she recalled the memory. “I remember telling him I’d been accepted into the Stargate Alliance program as a civilian researcher. He was so furious, he spent the next two hours lecturing me on how dangerous gate travel is.”

Amelia let out a quiet laugh, the sound hollow but familiar. “Do you know, he actually tried to explain the physics behind the wormhole to me? My dad, who barely passed physics in high school, thought he could ‘science’ me out of joining.”

Daniel chuckled softly, the humor failing to fully mask the underlying sadness in his voice. “Who would have thought, Jack’s daughter, becoming an archaeologist?”

Amelia’s smile faded, replaced by a bitter acceptance. “And now it’s all over.” Her words came out barely above a whisper, carrying the weight of finality. “Now my father is dead. The Goa’uld have taken over my home. And here I am.” The reality hit her like a wave, and before she realized it, her tears were spilling over. She instinctively brought her hands to her face, wiping them away in a futile attempt to stop the flood. “Sorry...” she murmured, her voice breaking.

Daniel’s expression softened, his gaze understanding but not pitying. “Don’t apologize,” he said soothingly, his voice a comfort amidst her heartache. “I know it doesn’t mean much, but I know what it is like to watch a parent die... I want to help in any way I can. We want to help.”

Amelia lifted her tear-streaked face to meet his eyes. Daniel watched her with a quiet, empathetic intensity, his lips pressed into a firm line. “So, if you want, you can cry, or scream, or hell, destroy the room if you need to,” he said with a half-hearted chuckle. “I’ll say I saw nothing.”

A sob broke free from Amelia, but it was cloaked in a laugh, as if her body couldn’t quite decide how to release the tension that had built up. She shook her head, trying to regain some composure. “Are... are we going to be allowed to stay here?” The question came out barely above a whisper, the uncertainty hanging between them like a shadow. She was afraid to ask, too afraid to hear the answer.

Daniel paused, his expression softening. “We can’t very well send you back to die,” he said, his voice firm yet gentle. “But I don’t know the details yet. Your Samantha and Kawalsky are being interviewed now. So how did you end up here, through the mirror? I figured if your Jack is anything like mine, he would’ve sent you off-world the minute there was trouble.”

Amelia’s throat tightened, but she forced herself to answer. “I was supposed to go to the Alpha site, but I had... issues getting to the base. By the time I arrived, the gate on Alpha site’s end would have already been buried. Dad died trying to get us to the mirror. Do you know,” she paused, her eyes clouding with a mixture of regret and disbelief, “I’ve never actually seen the Stargate. I finally had clearance to physicaly enter the lower levels, to enter the Stargate... and now—”

“Do you want to see it?” Daniel interrupted, his voice unexpectedly urgent. He stood up abruptly from the bed, his eyes alight with an unexpected spark of enthusiasm.

Amelia blinked, caught off guard by his sudden shift in energy. She tilted her head, confusion furrowing her brow. “Do you want to see the gate?” he repeated, his excitement palpable.

“Is that... allowed?” she asked, her voice laced with skepticism but also a flicker of hope.

Daniel shrugged nonchalantly, a mischievous grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Probably not,” he said with a wink, “but let’s try it anyway.” He extended a hand toward her, an unspoken offer of escape from the tension of the room, a chance to see something—anything—beyond the bleakness she’d been trapped in.

Amelia hesitated for only a moment before reaching out to take his hand, the warmth of his gesture a small comfort in the midst of the storm she found herself in.

It took Amelia a moment, but she finally reached out, slipping her hand into Daniel’s. His grip was steady, warm, and unexpectedly reassuring as he helped her off the bed. The thought that struck her immediately wasn’t about the situation they were in, but the warmth of his hand, the grounding comfort in it. He didn’t let go, even as he guided her to the door with a determined pace.

When they stepped out into the hallway, the two armed guards stationed at her door immediately snapped to attention, stepping forward to block their path.

Daniel released her hand reluctantly and placed a firm, calming hand on her shoulder. “Amelia’s not feeling the greatest,” he said smoothly, his tone laced with concern. “I’m taking her to see Dr. Fraiser—”

The taller of the guards stiffened. “We were ordered not to let her leave the room.”

“It’s fine, officer,” Daniel replied, his voice measured but insistent. “I’ve got her. You can stand down.”

The guard shook his head, unmoved. “We were given a direct order.”

“It’s okay, officer. I’ll take them,” came a familiar voice from behind the guards. Jack O’Neill stepped into view, his expression unreadable but his tone authoritative.

The guards exchanged a look before reluctantly stepping aside. Jack’s gaze flickered between Daniel and Amelia, his suspicion evident. He didn’t say a word, but his expression did the talking: What are you up to now?

Daniel placed a gentle hand on the small of Amelia’s back, guiding her forward. She kept her eyes down as they approached Jack, who fell into step ahead of them, leading the way to the elevator. Inside, as the doors closed, Jack hovered his hand over the buttons, his sharp eyes cutting to Daniel.

“So,” Jack asked, his tone dry but laced with curiosity, “where are we really going?”

Daniel hesitated, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. “Uh... the Gate Room,” he admitted sheepishly.

Jack quirked a brow, his lips twitching with restrained amusement. “To the Gate Room, then.” He turned, hitting the button for Level 28. His gaze lingered on Amelia for a moment longer than necessary, studying her as though trying to piece together a puzzle.

The elevator ride was brief but steeped in an awkward silence. Amelia tried not to fidget, aware of Jack’s subtle scrutiny and Daniel’s quiet nervousness. When the doors slid open, Jack took the lead again, guiding them through the stark, sterile halls. Finally, they stopped at a set of heavy metal doors flanked by armed guards.

“Men, you can stand down,” Jack ordered, his tone casual but firm. “We’re just giving our guest here a tour.”

The guards exchanged wary glances before stepping aside. Jack swiped his keycard through the scanner, and the doors groaned open. Amelia followed Jack into the room, her steps faltering as she crossed the threshold and finally saw it. Her breath caught in her throat.

The Stargate.

The massive ring loomed before her, its metallic surface glinting under the overhead lights. She stopped abruptly, staring up the ramp at the thing she’d only seen in photos and fleeting video clips.

“It’s amazing...” she whispered, the words spilling out before she could stop them. Her gaze remained fixed on the Gate, her awe palpable. “Can I—?”

“Go ahead,” Jack said with a sweeping motion of his arm, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

Without hesitation, Amelia rushed up the ramp, her steps quick but reverent. She reached the base of the ring and paused, raising a hand toward it. The warmth of its power seemed to radiate in the air around her, but she hesitated, turning back to look at Jack and Daniel. Both men were watching her intently, their expressions a mix of curiosity and amusement.

“Can I touch it?” she asked, her voice almost childlike in its wonder.

Daniel chuckled softly.

Jack smirked. “Go ahead. It’s not gonna explode—probably.”

Tentatively, Amelia reached out, her fingertips brushing against the smooth, etched surface of the Gate. Her eyes widened in surprise. “It’s warm,” she murmured, her voice filled with quiet amazement.

Daniel nodded, stepping closer. “It’s from the power required to keep it operational. We’re constantly running—”

“The iris, so you can close it immediately when an incoming wormhole connects,” Amelia finished, cutting him off.

Daniel blinked, impressed. “Yeah...”

Jack raised a brow, rocking back on his heels. “Doctor Carter mentioned you were joining your version of the SGC?”

Amelia traced the edges of a glyph with her fingertips, her back still to them as she spoke. “I was supposed to, yeah. I’m an archaeologist, though, so—civilian, not Air Force.”

“Ah,” Jack said, his tone mildly skeptical. “No Air Force, huh? And your dad was fine with that?”

“Yeah actually,” she admitted, a small, bittersweet smile on her lips. “He never wanted me in the military. But dragging me from base to base my whole childhood, he accidentally gave me a love for culture and history. When I got accepted into Stanford’s archaeology program, he was thrilled.”

“But you were going to join your version of the SGC?”

Amelia nodded, finally turning back to face them. “Yeah, dad wasn’t happy about it, though. I only ever had clearance on the need to know of what Dad and Sam did—until recently, that is. I had just began-”

Her words were cut off by the sharp, no-nonsense voice of General Hammond coming through the intercom. “Colonel O’Neill, Doctor Jackson, what are doing in there?”

Jack froze, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Busted,” he muttered, his lips twitching with reluctant amusement.

Chapter Two