#miss usa tt

[abcwordsurge]

you know the best part about being active in a tiny fandom? almost 18% of miss usa fics on ao3 were written by me. and I've only got (as of yesterday) 8 fics of them.

[firsttraintovictoriaville]

Have you wanted to get into the Miss USA webseries by Sarah-Jay Pierce but hate Tiktok? Can't use Tiktok? Are a member of Congress and the last moral politician left? I have good news! She has made herself a YouTube channel!

I am currently working on making a playlist of the shorts that are on YouTube as they are not in a playlist but you should watch all of Sarah-Jay's shorts. She's just wicked funny

[flo-zoinks]

I love making these it's kind of a problem now

WHAT EACH RDR2 GANG MEMBER WOULD POST ON SOCIAL MEDIA (my opinion)

Dutch - 10 minute tiktok rants about why the USA is failing (normally stitched from a news clip) - with a small cult like following with about 150 likes

Hosea - Outdoor skills teaching videos (hunting and whatnot) with all the comments saying hes like a Father figure

Arthur - Pretty photos of Forest animals on Insta without a caption

Bill - stitching people on tiktok challenging them to fist fights and those "what happened to real men" tiktoks

Javier - Music covers on guitar (very popular)

John - (1899) shitty gaming clips with NO schedule like sometimes 9 months apart

Abigail - get ready with me ranting about her child and husband

Jack - (1907-11) posting videos of his family being stupid without them knowing (80% Uncle and John)

Mary-Beth - Novel bios and links to her online Wattpad

Tilly - cute trends on tt often with her friends (like dances or cool transitions)

Karen - funny ass one-liner captions making fun of things

Miss Grimshaw - Those "Mother how do i" videos in her spare time

Reverend - Bible passages with a 9 minute rant after and then every week an accidental upload whilst shit-faced

Molly - shopping hauls that turn into vents

Strauss - Links to his business (regularly asks the younger members how to use functions and what things mean)

Trelawny - Magic tricks and Dramatic storytelling (everytime in a random place people find funny)

Sean - 20 second rant that's unironically hilarious and gets made into a template

Lenny - Book readings and 5 minute stitches respectfully arguing against the people he doesn't agree with

Charles - Never uploads aside from once a photo of Arthur next to an animal in a really pretty outdoor scenery

Sadie - secret videos of people like Pearson doing something embarrassing (inspired Jack to do the same) and "pranks"

Uncle - going out in public and doing something outrageous that ends in him being arrested (was nudity 9 times)

Micah - thirstraps

Pearson - videos on his wild "adventures" whilst cooking in the backround (the comments bully his food and his adventures)

Kieran - Horse Care videos (fully anonymous and would blur his face on everything). Lots and lots of horse videos

Yall remind me who I forgot

[spicyvampire]

Honestly the more I'm ready of y'all replies the more I feel like I might be confusing supermarkets and superstores

Bro the way the valentine's day chocolat was immediately replaced by Easter chocolat in the drug stores this is fucking hilarious

[toiletology]

MEDEA = MEDIA

TRUMAN SHOW / SHOW = MOTTS (split the H, flip the W) show s/he is true.

Medea is known in most stories as an enchantress and is often depicted as a priestess of the goddess Hecate or a witch.

Medea is a 1969 Italian film directed by Pier Paolo Pasolini, based on the ancient myth of Medea.

Medea is the goddess of illusion. Modern Day Medea = (MEDIA).

Hollywood is the #1 hotspot for creating media. Why is it called Hollywood? Well, there is a tree called the Holly Tree or holly plant.

The druids regarded the Holly Tree as a symbol of fertility and eternal life, thought to have magical powers. Today, Christians have adopted the Hollywood as a symbol for Christmas.

The sharp leaves are said to symbolize the crown of thorns worn by Christ, while the berries represent his blood.

The magical tree (Holly) is made of wood, hence Holly-Wood and the Hollywood is the witches wand. Whenever someone is trying to get on a movie or show they get “Casted.” 

Witches “Cast” spells & what do they read their lines off? A “script” (handwriting as distinct written characters.) "spelling" or writing a prescription (The word prescribe comes from a Latin word meaning to write in advance [of giving a medicine).

That SCRIPT or PRESCRIPTION or MEDICINE that the MEDIA/MEDEA gives to us, is to make us DOCILE and SUBSERVIENT to our OVERLORDS.

If Medea is the Goddess of illusion and had the ability to control and cast magic, what does that mean for us in the modern day? As everyone is aware, Media today controls the world. From social media (Instagram, TikTok, Snapchat, etc.) to TV (T = 7, V = 7) media like news channels, they are literally brainwashing (or at least trying to attempt to brainwash) the entire population of Earth.

This is why no one can think beyond what they are told to think. And why no one is able to see the main cause or problems of our reality.

The only 2 native caffeinated plants in the United States are both the HOLLY.

Specifically the YA-U-P-ON HOLLY (Ilex vomitoria) and Dah(duh)o(eye)on Holly (Ilex cassine).

There are many other native holly plants in the USA as well.

Winterberry holly (Ilex verticillata), Japanese holly (Ilex crenata), American holly (Ilex opaca) and Inkberry (Ilex glabra). There are more than 400 species of Ilex worldwide.

The plant was traditionally used by Native Americans and Euro-American colonists to make an infusion containing caffeine and theobromine. This drink went by different names, such as cassina, beloved drink or white drink among natives and "Carolina Tea", or "South Seas Tea" among colonists.

Native Americans used Yerba Mate (holly plant) in many ways, including as a social ritual, in religious ceremonies, and as a natural remedy.

I recommend it to everyone trying to clear out the toxins and disharmony of their mind and body. It has the ability to help you lose weight, reduce stress, anxiety and depression as well as boost creativity. Its just an all around magical plant that everyone should be using. https://amzn.to/3X6aosw

M E D - lets break down this letter first. I A

D<>ON<>KEY (D is a HARP or a BOW.)

Which means "D" is good, but d can also mean down. A "D" can be a bow but its missing its arrow (are low/Jack Harlow).

mEDIa <> DI (BOW & ARROW) or DIE (BOW + ARROW). DI also looks like the number 10 backwards or binary code and DIE = 013 or eye B (13 can be read as 73 or 777 lucky sevens). I BE LUCKY or DIE. You must transmute the fear or MUTE the fear.

D = A, I = TT, E = M (the bow and arrow creates a M or B)

The B is the 13th letter or M which creates the angelic WINGs (me in G) of the BEE. And GOD is the QUEEN BEE or ME/IVE/HIVE.

Now will you DIE or will you FLY?

M = mouth/talk, A = apple/AH/ate. You need to use your Mind to shoot the Apple off a persons head. Is the red color of the apple scary as blood?

I've mentioned before that the M = brain, the A = heart. So which organ is the T?

It is the e|yes/elves (t-hem-s_elves) of the mother (MATT). And e = yes (test). The Y can be a T or it can be a V or it can be asking you y? are you going down lower into the realms of heLL/77/TT.

M = map, A = compass, T = cross

M/W (man/woman) = water, A = blood, T = light

M + A = MA or MOT/HER, T = the illusion coming from MA or MATTs eyes.

Is the letter "D" a half closed eye or a half opened eye?

If you flip it around the letter "D" it becomes the sun on the horizon (hor/her = zion or Z (N/in) (77) = eye on).

The letter "D" is just half of an "O" (sun, son, eye, apple, egg).

The word "DIE" can be both a bow and arrow and become "MAT." What does it spell below? M-E-D-A (the tip of the arrow is the I/eye or TT).

The 4 feathers of the arrow become 77 or M/E. The "D" or bow shape creates three sides or a triangle which creates the "A". Finally the tip of the bow also creates a 7 or a "T".

Be on the look for that F = flag/feather/fall/float in your next typo because F/T/cross/X marks the spot or the hole/whole.

Everywhere we look we can find MAT or Gods true name. They have embedded their truth in perfect harmony with ALL/77 that exist. The fundamental laws of the universe manifest using this language. The language of MOTT/MATT or MOT/HER. She is the QUEEN BEE and we need to learn to harmonize to her voice (deus vox) or vibration so that we can learn to fly into the higher realms of reality.

The B = 13 and the M = 13th letter, and they are your wings to fly 7up. If you're going to be angeLIc don't forget your bow or harp D. Because not only is M<>ON<>KEY, but D<>ON<>KEY as well.

And don't forget the BANK, AN = ON, K = key. The Porcelain Goddess truth is everywhere you look. She likes when you keep the queen clean. So clear out the dust and cobwebs from your life, so that you can think more clearly. It is ALL(AH) connected which means filth in your environment = filth in your mind.

CHAOS in your life = chaos in your mind. And SHE is CH.

CH/SHE (A-O-S, APPLE-EYE-SNAKE)

CH/SHE <> HA (I ATE) <> SO (snake + apple)

CHLOE CH/SHE LOE/LOW LOW = MOT

Now are you going to be LOW or you going to learn to rise into MOT/MAT? To Do that you must DU, and to DU you must DU'AT or DO@ (half opened eye, opened eye, apple of my eye).

U = YOU SEE

If you want to start blooming your PINEAL (EAL/EAT/MAT) G(7)LAND then you need MAT. M = 4 lines A = 3 lines T = 2 lines

432 Hz

The healing frequencies of MAT can help you start opening your pinecone. There are many things that can help, reading is one of them, learning is another, exercise is important as well. Even crystals can be helpful to opening your mind. CRYSTAL S = M, L = T CRY MATT

Now do you want to make MATT CRY or do you want to make her FLY? To do that you must try to find her by SEEking her daily before she will help you fly like the humble bumble BEE.

[n2qfd]

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From Science News:

Antimatter could travel by truck, a test with protons shows

By Emily Conover November 8, 2024

A truck full of antimatter would make for a seriously epic road trip. And scientists are now one step closer to hauling the substance by motor vehicle.

Scientists at the European laboratory CERN have demonstrated the ability to transport a cloud of subatomic particles aboard a truck, using protons as a stand-in for their antimatter counterparts, antiprotons. These particles have the same mass as protons but opposite electric charge.

Several experiments at CERN study antiprotons to check for any unexpected discrepancies with their matter partners. Such studies, scientists hope, could lead to a better understanding of why matter is common but antimatter is rare, a major physics mystery.

But antiprotons are a precious resource — CERN, near Geneva, is the only place where the particles can be trapped and studied. Scientists would like the option to take them elsewhere, to access outside equipment and ideal experimental conditions.

Antimatter is a delicate substance, annihilating upon contact with normal matter. So it must be suspended by electromagnetic fields in a vacuum chamber. Scientists with the BASE-STEP project designed a trap that could do that while bumping along down the road and that was small enough to fit on a truck.

Physicists used the trap to successfully schlep a cloud of 70 protons on a trip of about 4 kilometers around the laboratory site and back again, CERN announced October 25. A future experiment will test antiprotons, with the eventual goal of distributing them to labs throughout Europe.

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From Phys.org:

Why is the oboe used to tune an orchestra? And other questions about tuning, answered

by Kathleen McGuire, The Conversation November 11, 2024

The iconic sound of an orchestra tuning is highly recognizable, even for those who've never set foot in a concert hall. Many of us first tt otk+tt L\ney Tunes cartoon.

Have you ever wondered why the oboe begins the tuning? How is th‚ starting note decided? With access to electronic tuning devices, along with advancements in materials and manufacturing enabling instruments to better sustain their pitch, is the tuning ritual still needed? What is the purpose, beyond building excitement or signaling tconductor's entr¢ce?

Whether or not professional orchestras' tuning rituals are required, there is someinherently comforting about it for audiences.

Enter the oboe

The earliest orchestras, in the Baroque era, comprised a non-standard set of instruments. One combination could have been a harpsichord, a few string players (violin, viola, viola da gamba), one or more wind instruments, and perhaps even timpani.

As the number of string players grew in the orchestra, the flute replaced the quiet recorder.

The oboe brought complex, contrasting overtones, plus a limited yet stable tuning range controlled mostly by a pair of "fixed" reeds.

These factors made the oboe the practical choice as the tuning instrument in the Baroque era.

By the 1800s, the size and instrumentation were much like the modern orchestra. An order was added to the tuning ritual, with each "family" of instruments taking its turn to tune with the oboe.

When a fixed-pitch instrument, such as an organ, was included with the orchestra, the oboe would be tuned to it before the ritual began.

These tuning traditions continue today.

Constantly retuning

The tuning ritual heard by the audience is just the tip of the iceberg. Many instruments need micro-tuning adjustments throughout a performance.

Tuning can also slip, which may be caused when string or brass instruments need to use a mute. The mute lowers the volume and adds a different tonal quality, but it can also slightly alter the pitch of the instrument.

Tuning is also affected by changes in temperature or humidity as the instrument warms while being played or cools due to external changes.

Consider the weather during the opening ceremony of the 2024 Paris Olympics—it would have been challenging to keep the instruments in tune in the rain and extreme humidity.

Depending on the instrument, sometimes when the pitch slips it cannot be adjusted mid-performance.

In a recent concert I conducted at St Patrick's Cathedral, Melbourne, the yidaki was slightly out of tune after being perfectly in tune two hours earlier in rehearsal. The difference? The yidaki's wood was affected by a sudden drop in temperature when a thunderstorm came through mid-concert.

Pipe organs suffer the same fate at the mercy of the weather with their large, metal components.

What makes an 'A'?

The traditional tuning note is A. This stems from the open A string being common to all orchestral string instruments.

The oboist plays a long A when instructed by the concert master—usually the lead violinist—who stands and indicates to the oboist and then to each section of the orchestra when it's time to tune.

The string players tune their A strings, from which they can tune their other strings. In turn, other sections of the orchestra also tune to A. When the tuning ends and the instruments are silent, the orchestra is ready to perform.

This all seems straightforward, but there are variations on what an A should sound like. An audio frequency of A=440 hertz (Hz) is considered standard or "concert" pitch, although this is a fairly modern concept.

Tuning forks were invented in Europe in the early 1700s, around the same time as the emergence of orchestras. Based on tuning forks and organs remaining from the 18th and 19th centuries, such as Beethoven's tuning fork, historians have identified concert pitches ranging from 395 to 465Hz.

Efforts to standardize concert pitch at A=440Hz arose in the 19th century, further reinforced in the 20th century.

Today, the pitch used may be decided by historically informed performance, adopting the likely tuning from when the music was composed. Giuseppe Verdi, for instance, campaigned for Italy to adopt concert pitch A=432Hz. Using the slightly lower tuning for Verdi's Messa da Requiem is justifiable, allowing for the choir to execute extended high passages more comfortably.

In the 1960s, conductor Herbert von Karajan decided the Berlin Philharmonic sounded "brighter" when tuned to A=443–444Hz. This trend continues today for several prominent orchestras: The New York Philharmonic tunes to A=442Hz, and the Vienna Philharmonic to A=443Hz.

Changing rituals

Is the tuning ritual essential? It depends.

Earlier this year I saw Wicked. The orchestra tuned very quickly. Practicalities can trump ritual—especially on days with matinee and evening shows, each running almost three hours.

Symphony orchestras comprise mostly acoustic instruments. In contrast, modern musical theater orchestras often include electronic instruments and a rhythm section, with synthesizers that don't need tuning.

Compared with a large auditorium, a pit may have fewer temperature fluctuations. When needed, pit players use electronic tuning devices. Some play multiple instruments in each performance, which are tuned in advance and during the performance.

Despite contemporary advancements, the tradition of an orchestra tuning in the presence of an audience is a special, transcendent moment, unique to the live concert experience.

[hannyoontify]

KIEEE yes so my fav songs on the new day6 album would be help me rock and roll and she smiled. i love the vibes. and omg if they end up touring usa i really hope you're able to go!

glad you're slowly adjusting to uni. hope midterms go well! gonna be rooting for you.

im doing okay. my new sem started and so much is going on 😭 but im managing jsjfjdj. haven't had much time to write lately but im okay.

i miss talking to you omg take care bubs <3

FUCKKKKCKC I LOVEEEEE SHE SMILED she's like no. 2 fawking love her it's so good EVERYONE SAY THANK YEW TO YOUNGK AND SUNGJIN

(i really hope so too i couldn't get svt tickets so god needs to let me have at least this one)

and thank you 😭 i'm slowly starting to stress over midterms so hopefully everything pans out wellll

and YAYAY i'm glad you're doing well but i hope you're taking care of yourself! i totally understand feeling overwhelmed, esp at the beginning of a new semester TT i'll be rooting for you!

i miss talking to you too :(( you toooooo pls be sure to drink water and take a break when you need it :33

[mswoodscommaelle]

coisas que eu amo no emmy sem nenhum motivo em participar:

seus apelidos bobos — quando ele me chama de senhorita woods vírgula elle, miss malibu, ellegância e outros

ele cheira o meu cabelo sempre que me abraça — e tenta disfarçar

as unhas dele formam um círculo perfeito

dizer o nome dele cabe na boca “e-mme-tt”

ele usa um aromatizante de baunilha no carro depois de eu dizer que é o meu favorito

o filme favorito dele é o mesmo desde que ele foi ao cinema pela primeira vez

o jeito que ele acha que “louie” é o nome que eu dei para a minha bolsa, e não a marca

ele gosta de cantarolar essa música enquanto tenta cozinhar

ele separa meus picles quando vamos na lanchonete

o sorriso relaxado que ele dá quando fica na banheira com bombas de banho

ela chama minhas primas de srtas. woods #2, #3, #4, etc.

o jeitinho que ele ainda chama a senhora howard de “mamãe”

os óculos de leitura dele

jogos de tabuleiro com ele e primes, onde nós somos os caixas

nada tira ele do sério, exceto os yankees

de manhãzinha, bem baixinho e rouco, ele sempre sorri e diz “bom dia, minha querida”

ele realmente acha graça nas minhas piadas

os suéteres dele não se acha em nenhuma loja!

quando ele já assistiu/ouviu algo pelo qual estou empolgada, ele finge que não para termos a experiência juntos (e ele não sabe que sei disso)

ele é um grande paisagista! e fez uma horta de tomates só para mim

ele não sabe dançar, e é um charme vê-lo tentar

ele “boop” meu nariz quando estou preocupada

até hoje, ele tem um medinho de conversar com meus pais, mas aprendeu algumas frases em coreano para impressioná-los

somos almas gêmeas

[junseotual]

oh em gee i’ve been tagged by my beloved @chamhwis to answer some questions a while back..hello

favorite time of the year: fall!!!!!! my beloved <3 november in particular,, it is my birthday month which definitely is a big factor in Why i love fall so much, but also....at least back in the day fall meant colder temperatures and lots of rain and an overall feeling of coziness? also the brown/red/orange colour palette and the smell of cinnamon and all that u know... im also a big fan of coats which definitely are considered more of a fall thing?

comfort food: the plum dumplings my mom makes & baby rice cereal (& banana nectar)

do you collect something: not really, i don’t think? like not with the Mindset of like, collecting stuff at least? maybe screenshots of things i find funny + screenshots of things that warm my heart (both including a lot of mutuals’ posts)?

favorite drink: banana nectar!!!!!! usa ppl u are missing out im so sorry.... also my go-to order at this one boba place that’s basically just choco milk w tapioca

current favorite song: can i kiss you? by dahl

favorite colors: pink, light pastel blue, wine red & beige

last song: that i’ve heard for the first time? itzy’s domino. that i’ve heard just in general? wish you were here by luminous

last series: that i’ve finished? semantic error. that i’ve started? forecasting love and weather

last movie: genuinely can’t remember it might have been the p1h movie for the 93849th time but that was also a WHILE ago

sweet, savory, spicy: in general sweet!! tho feeling a pull towards savory recently, just a little

craving: affection affection attention affection affection nd also- also wouldn’t say no to one more shot of one of the two liquors my grandpa let me try earlier today

currently working on: 2021 top bg tts + gtkmvity prompt 2 + another junseo edit (+ a few other wips but these are my priority rn) (watch me post smth else entirely first)

tagging @aquablues @chiwoos @song-mingi @flops @minimotual & anyone who wants to do it...if u have done it (opens arms) i wanna see

[taliaquinn]

Why Me!? Chapter 14

Marinette was bundled up in her blankets on her very expansive bed and was focused on the screen in front of her. An irritated Chloe Bourgeois, an impatient Aurore, and a glaring Kagami, who was sharpening her saber, were staring back at her. Marinette made a quick mental note to ask her how many sabers she has. Juleka had confiscated her saber, unfortunately, it seemed like Kagami had spares. 

“-then Alya had the nerve to ask the committee to reinstate your plans, of course since I’m on the committee I immediately shot down that idea, She of course immediately threw a tantrum and was almost kicked out, later she had a live stream ranting about how being class president is so difficult” Chloe said making air quotes. 

“Of course at this point, she had only 30 viewers, most of them from Bustiers” Kagami added putting away her saber. 

“How is it that Alya only had the job for LESS THAN A WEEK and is already stressed, meanwhile we both had the job for over a year and yet we never cracked” Chloe ranted. 

“Some people are just unappreciative,” piped Aurore. Chloe snorted, that was the understatement of the year.

“Anyways talking about her leaves a bad taste in my mouth, Marinette when are you returning to us?” Aurore asked she missed the bluenette.

“Probably in a year,I’m getting enrolled in some school in Gotham”

“Are your aunt and uncle okay with you staying for the rest of the year?” 

Oh right Marinette forgot that was her cover story. She hated lying to her friends even more. But She was scared of how the others would treat her if they found out her parentage and if she would be able to tell the difference between the honest people and the fake gold-diggers, the Alya’s, Alix’s and Nino’s so to speak. 

Now It was getting harder to be able to video call her friends in a spot that would get her privacy and doesn’t look too extravagant.

Her new room was far bigger than her room in Paris, which took Marinette some getting used to. Of course, Mr.Wayne made sure to give her money to fill her room up. Although a spool of thread does not cost triple digits, at least the thread that she uses. She already has an area dedicated to her sewing business. 

Tim has been gracious enough to be hmannequin until hers come. Marinette finds it unfair that someone like Tim can be sleep-deprived and coffee-addicted and still look like that. Unfair.

Marinette already finished Ms.Kyles' dress and she’s going to give that to her next time she comes to the Manor. 

“Yeah, they’ve been very uh accommodating, and great actually!!”

“It shows, you look way less stressed and more relaxed” Kagami noted

“The wonders of having a decent sleep schedule” Marinette quipped. Seriously she didn’t have school yet and didn’t have to worry about class duties anymore. It was awesome.

“Oh and great news, We’re going to Europe in a few weeks,” Marinette added excitedly

“WAIT!!!! Exactly when” Aurore asked. 

“Two or three”

“EXCELLENT” Aurore blurted out, “That means that you’ll be able to attend the school dance”

Suddenly all lightbulbs seemed to click on in all the girls.

“That was exactly the final piece we needed” Kagami nodded

“ Yeppers, now all we need is Ladybug and then we’re good” Chloe added.

“Waitwaitwait Final Piece to what?” Marinette asked

“Revenge” All three girls responded in unison.

“Oh boy, you guys wanna clue me in on it? Or is it that type of situation where I want as much Plausible deniability as possible?” With those three you never know.

“Probably best for you to not know anything yet” Chloe chimed sweetly.

Thank god That Marinette can now afford bail

Suddenly she started getting a video call from Dick

“Sorry guys I got my er-cousin calling me, I'll talk with you guys tomorrow,” Marinette said, Receiving a chorus of goodbyes and one whine in response. Marinette hung up and quickly answered Dick.

“Hiya Maribug, sorry I wasn’t able to call you yesterday things are pretty busy around here” Dick greeted. Marinette noticed that the poor guy seemed exhausted, he had dark bags under his eyes and kept on yawning.

“It’s fine Dick, What’s going on?” Marinette asked concerned.

Dick sighed. “It seems that Penguin and Black Mask have set up base here in Bludhaven, unfortunately, the two aren’t playing nice, so now we seem to be on the brink of a gang war,” Dick said tiredly. Both Officer Grayson and Nightwing were busy trying to stop the city from falling into a gang war, of course, that was exhausting.

Gang War? AND HER BROTHER WAS RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF IT!? Having a cop brother is stressful enough but having a cop brother in Bludhaven is something else, 

Seriously Bludhaven makes Gotham look like a resort destination and that’s after Nightwing has made his debut. Mr.Wayne told her that Dick was regarded as a good cop who’s been helping root out corruption in the BPD. Which of course puts the idiot in EVEN MORE DANGER. Jesus Christ. Now she can understand why Everyone always seems to mother hen the boy. She’s joining the crusade soon. 

“But you’re not going to be too involved are you Dick?” 

“Sorry Maribug, right now I’m involved, but don’t worry your brother can take care of himself” Dick quickly added with a wink.

“Uh Huh Sure, those eyebags say differently, Go Sleep” Marinette ordered.

Dick Barked out a laugh. “Oh alright Maribug, Night Night” 

“Nighty night” Marinette responded and hung up. She turned over and shifted in a comfortable position and let the darkness overtake her.

Batcave, Wayne Manor Gotham City, USA 8:50 pm

“Damian Marinette is going to start school at Gotham Academy in a few days, I need you to keep an eye on her and help her” Bruce informed Damian

“-tt- of course, father, But I am afraid we’re going to have to come up with a believable cover story”

“No cover story, people are bound to find out soon anyways, but she’s going to be enrolled as Marinette Dupain Cheng so people won't probably make the connection”

“Yeah demon-spawn and if people do get curious as to why you’re being decent, just say she's your cousin or something” Jason added oh ever so helpful

“-tt- Very well”

“We’re going to introduce Marinette in a few weeks anyways, we have a business trip to London so she’s going to make a pitstop in Paris and get her stuff in order before we announce her to the world” Tim piped up upon entering the Batcave.

“Jesus being the Child of Bruce Wayne is going to be stressful enough, imagine how wack it's going to be when she finds she’s the daughter of Batman as well” Jason noted

 “Speaking of which Bruce are you sure we shouldn’t tell Marinette about our little side job, I mean shes noticed that we aren’t exactly normal,” Tim said, while typing away on the batcomputer, right now he was busy trying to track down a few escaped convicts from Arkham and figure out any last known locations of Black Mask and Penguin.

“Yes father she is not an imbecile unlike you Drake”

“Why you little br-”

“We can’t do that” Jason cut in before insults started flying. “She’s a normal kid, She isn’t a secret superhero or nothing, she’s the embodiment of sunshine and happiness, which reminds me Bruce are we sure she’s your kid?” Jason asked

“Yes, I’m sure” Seriously what was it with people questioning it. He wasn’t that gloomy, was he? “She has her own business that has already gained attention and recognition, plus she was a class president in her old school, she had to get that from me” Bruce retorted.

“OH COME ON, we can’t loop her in, She was fucking president of her class, that’s as normal as you can get, Plus right now her sunshine counterpart dickface isn’t here to balance things out anymore” Jason finished. At that reminder, Bruce slightly grimaced. Dick had to go back to Bludhaven for his job. As a Cop. It doesn’t matter how many years it’s been Bruce still worries about his oldest and his choice of career.

“Fine we don’t tell her, what’s going to happen if she’s ever in danger she doesn’t exactly have a panic button that we could give her without arousing suspicions” Tim added.

“Dupain-Cheng isn’t an idiot, she shares fathers blood she’s going to figure it out eventually”

Finally, Bruce made up his mind.

“We can’t risk her life, much less your sister’s life, by revealing our secret for no reason. We aren’t going to tell her-, For now” Bruce quickly added before Jason could make his protests. Taking a quick look at his son's faces it seemed that it was the decision that everyone could agree on, thankfully.

“This is going to totally gonna go wrong isn’t it?” Tim muttered.

It probably will.

Authors Note:                                                                                                     I hope that you guys liked my Infinity War Au. I am definitely going to continue that story line, however I have other one-shots saved to my drafts so yeah keep an eye out for those :). I will be making a taglist for those so just ask. Stay safe and Healthy <3

Hope you guys enjoy today's chapter.

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Bad Things Happen Bingo! The event where you send me requests according to this marvelous card! (Red cross is the completed prompt, character headshots are prompts I’ve already filled. I don’t have any request left, so feel free to send in suggestions for this card!).

Like blood on a patch of fresh snow.

I'm not sure of where this fic went, but... oh well. I don't want to look at it for much longer, so here y'all go, 1.9K words of whatever this is. I really wanted to write more NaomiLG because I love them, but I realize I'm really not their best writer, so I need to hone my skills. Take this weird-ass oneshot with a very specific and picturesque prompt as an attempt to nail them. It was fun to imagine all of the red-on-white imagery, at least. Title comes from a Rammstein song because it played while I was writing this and I figured, y'know, it means "red rose", so why not make it the title? It at least sounds epic to someone like me who knows shit about German. No correlation to the lyrics, though, far from it lmao.

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Rosenrot

Summary: Naomi's past catches up to her in a street as someone else's blood spills for her.

Fandom: Trauma Team (spoilers for TC:SO and TT) Ship: Naomi/Little Guy

Wordcount: 1.9K words

Event hosted by @badthingshappenbingo​

AO3 version available here.

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Like a widow who had lost her spouse, Naomi started wearing black after losing her ability to save lives. Back then, she didn’t really know why, probably to remind her of the sins she still had to expiate. It felt weird to her to wear white again, since it kept reminding her of the life she had to leave behind, that of a lifesaver whom people trusted with literally all they had left.

Even now, even as her life has gone back on track (she has a stable job, a daughter and friends who hold her in great esteem – things she thought she’d never have until a year ago), she continues wearing black because it feels more comfortable to be able to fade back into the shadows would she ever need to slip back into the night. She can’t ever live in the broad daylight, not anymore she knows this; but, as long as Alyssa doesn’t mind, then she doesn’t have a reason to complain. The cold and silence have their perks.

 Wearing black, at first, was to hide stains when she was working with Delphi. God knows there was little hygiene there, so blood could easily show on clothing when they weren’t careful. Wearing black robes (or whatever outfit they had given her that looked very little like a robe) allowed them to conceal the dark reds and rusts more easily without having to think about it too much. Out of sight, out of mind, she supposed.

On the other hand, blood is too visible on white. Of course, it is the point of wearing it for surgical procedures, since it’s easier to disinfect – it’s still too visible for people like Delphi or, in a way, her. Even to this day, seeing reddish stains on white fabric makes her uneasy, reminding her of things she’d much rather never think about again. She’s like the black-clad widow staring at the radiant bride with a wine stain on her dress: she knows what she lost and has the feeling of seeing a bad omen.

 There is this one thing about Delphi she has stopped minding, and it’s Little Guy, or whatever his real identity was supposed to be. If he reminded her of their dark past not too long ago, he now represents what they could become: atoners, working for “the right side” for once, working in the shadows to help the living move on like they’ve had to. Unlike her, he didn’t let himself dwell on the past, preferring to get moving.

The moment she understood it the most when he started to wear white more than black, renouncing to the colour she was always used to see him dress. It felt weird, at first, but he knew how to pull it off, and she got used to the new habits. Never dwell on the past, let herself get swiped away by the changing winds. Moreover, Alyssa really liked it whenever he’d drop by the house after driving her home after work or getting Alyssa from school when she couldn’t.

 But now, the past has caught back to them. Ex-Delphi members have found them again, motivated by the recent rise (and fall, but they forgot about that second time) of Adam’s nephew trying to bring the virus back right as PGS cases flare up across the USA. They’re not running away, this time: she did that enough when going to seek amnesty in Europe, so now, she better prepare herself to strike. Little Guy already cocks his FBI-licenced gun out, intending to strike judging by the little tremors in his fingers.

It goes in a flash: a couple bangs, blood spilling on the ground, dirt and smoke and iron fill the air of an urban cul-de-sac. The commotion is such that it’s difficult to follow anything until the stench of violence lifts up and so does the smog it created. For a moment, she believes they may have both gotten killed, and that she’s already passing into the afterlife, in denial of everything, not ready to face death nor discover if there is, indeed, something on the “other side” that isn’t roaming around this world and calling the “voodoo hotline”.

 One thing quickly becomes clear: she is still alive. In fact, everyone is somehow still alive, because she sees their three assailants with their weapons on the floor and wounds in their legs: they were only harmed to disarm them. She pats her own clothes and body to check if she hasn’t been injured, remembering reflexes she had thought long gone coming back to her in a moment’s notice. To her fortune, she seems okay, as she only feels dirt, dry clothing and skin under her fingers’ touch.

 Seeing the men lie on the ground in pain, she already grabs her phone and calls for help, going into not too many details for everyone’s safety and privacy.

“Little Guy,” she starts calling to her partner so they can get away from this place before being brought into this, her finger about to swipe the call off, “let’s go.”

His response is delayed.

“Sure… Sure thing.”

His voice sounds strangled and hesitant, drier than her clothes, and it prompts her to turn around. As soon as she does, however, her own breath gets caught in her throat as her entire body tenses up. Her mind, which was until now fixated on running as far as possible from the scene before they were going to be questioned about the bullets in their pursuers’ limbs, immediately switches to the same sort of panic she felt in Caduceus Europe all those years ago when she witnessed a fellow surgeon collapse in pain.

Little Guy!

 He’s sitting on the ground, back against the wall that cornered them until now, a hand loosely holding onto his gun, the other barely holding onto a striking red stain on his clear, monochrome attire. It’s expanding moment after moment, replacing the immaculate white of his shirt and suit jacket with a much darker colour. If it was only the bloodstained clothes, it’d have been fine, no matter how much this man frets over such things – but it’s not what is scaring her so much about this.

“Little Guy, what happened?!”

As he struggles to get an answer out, she takes his pulse: there, obviously, since he’s breathing, but weakening. His breathing is quick but shuddering, as if fragile like glass.

“One… one of them was armed,” he replies, swallowing every few words. “One bullet hit… my flank, I think?”

Not caring for the nail polish Alyssa put on her fingers last night, Naomi digs under the bloodstained jacket and where the incriminated wound must be. There, she confirms Navel’s suspicions: it’s indeed in his flank.

“If my assumption is correct, it shouldn’t have hurt an organ,” she says, a little bit of relief pulsing through her. “We need to get you into a hospital asap, though, you’re bleeding profusely.”

 She grabs back her phone, which she previously slipped into her pocket, and adds the information on a fourth wounded. She gives more information on their location and the circumstances, merely forgetting to mention this is all because of Delphi’s doings and their smothered shady pasts, and stays on the line, putting the phone in speaker mode so she doesn’t miss crucial information.

“You should go, Dr Kimishima,” Navel whispers, eyes getting glassy and unfocused, the speed at which this happens prompting her to check the wound again. The blood has spread even further, making the fabric stick to the wound. “Don’t… let them catch up to you.”

“You’re an idiot if you think I’m leaving you for dead. Plus, I’d rather have to search for amnesty again than get pursued for not helping someone in critical need.”

It’s the pragmatic way to say she’d never handle having his blood on her hands and his death on her conscience. He, however, doesn’t reply, letting uncomfortable silence install itself as they wait for assistance to arrive.

 When they do, the sirens’ shrills muffle Navel’s breathing, lights almost covering the blood stains on his suit and her fingers, slipping under her nails, drying out already.

It could, however, never erase the image from her mind.

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Naomi waits in this bedroom, all alone and in silence, for a little while. She doesn’t know how long exactly (probably around half an hour, although it feels like more than that), all she knows is that the chair she’s sitting on isn’t very comfortable and that she needs to remember when to pick Alyssa from school; two things that, for the moment being, don’t matter much.

The weather is beautiful, today. Even earlier, when they were outside, there was a gentle breeze blowing through their hair. She merely forgot about it due to thinking about literally anything else under the sun, mostly her colleague whom she found out wasn’t just randomly hit during the kerfuffle. To be fair, she should’ve guessed that was what had happened when she suddenly found herself on the ground rather than standing, but…

 She suddenly hears Little Guy stirring and, finally, opening an eye. His injuries were fortunately not as grievous as she was afraid they’d be, even if he’s clearly landed himself for at least a week in the hospital. What an idiot.

“Doc… Doctor Kimishima…?”

“Go back to sleep, Little Guy, you still sound like you’ve pulled a week-long all-nighter.”

As if obeying her (but most likely because losing this much blood tends to leave you weak, and his corpulence isn’t exactly one that’d take kindly to blood loss), his eyelids flutter; but he doesn’t go back to sleep. At least, not yet.

 “Are you okay…?” He asks, voice recovering some clarity, even if it’s unlike his usual swagger.

“I’m pretty sure I should be the one asking you that, you know; but I’m okay. Better off than you, that’s for sure.”

He chuckles once before groaning in pain.

“Urgh, I forgot how sore post-surgery was…”

“You’ll get used to it. Believe me, I know.”

“I’m sure you do, Dr Kimishima.”

 She drops the playful banter for something else altogether.

“Oh, and, Little Guy?”

“Yes…?”

“Never do that again. I don’t want to see you covered in your own blood again.”

His face, which is slowly regaining more colour, distorts a little.

“Even if…”

“Even if it means saving my life.”

He looks aside, in silence. She guesses he’s unable to honestly give her the answer she wants to hear, so he instead prefers not to say anything. Well, that’s something she expected would happen: people have told her he was wrapped around her little finger. Too bad that this man got infatuated with someone like her whom death and misfortune follow her every step. He doesn’t seem to mind, though, considering the number of close calls he found himself in when he was by her side. You sometimes have to wonder what other people even think…

“I’ll… I’ll try,” he eventually replies.

 Naomi can’t stay upset about it forever, especially when she sees how dishevelled and vulnerable he looks with his hair askew, dark rings under his eyes and hospital gown, so far from the sharply-dressed bachelor she’s come to appreciate.

“Good. Just be careful and we’ll be clear.”

“Sure thing, ma’am.”

As long as he doesn’t mind being so close to death, she’ll make sure he doesn’t meet it.

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happy pride again! another fic is here! this one is a miss usa fic, featuring queerplatonic braska / wisco. braska is nervous to come out, and wisco supports her. "midwest indigo," link here. hope you enjoy!

[firsttraintovictoriaville]

me thinking up the most niche Jewish themed fics for WTTT and Miss USA before Jewish American Heritage Month is over

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Hey since you all are so worry about the morality of it all, wheres the addition to your list? That friend saying USA are right in screwing India, that they deserve what they got because their goverment is a bad, so let them die of covid, America lives are the only important here so Biden is right, where are the tts, and rants ,telling the so call scgatekeeper to stop being a real life Lena?

I am so worried about morality? That’s something new for me, please continue, on what you based your amazing conclusion. Waiting.

I love this. “That friend”. Like I should use my third eye of wisdom and just know what some kind of butthurt pathetic life form in my inbox meant by this. 

Also, I love this, all I do is gathering toxicorps crap (because they claim they are oh so saint and no they don’t hate on actors and they don’t mix fiction with reality) and suddenly I’m protector of morality and the guardian who should point out every questionable behavior on social media. Damn, I have the power.

How about you? When it wsa the last time when you said something about the protests in Belarus? About Navalny? About women’s marches in Poland?  Situation of Uyghurs is China? The camps in North Korea?

If you think that being decent is twitting or talking about every shit that is happening on the world then have fun. Maybe start with shutting up and stopping sending idiotic anons to randoms, but I’m sure you are missing the raging irony of your behavior.

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[keruworld]

KR Zero One Ep34: Finally Horobi is doing... something... and Fuwa keeps being the protagonist! Now just when i see that Izu is having a personality... they make her quite rude and i can’t blame her because her only human reference is Aruto... and Aruto is not so human empatic. The good point of the episode was... Horobi, finally they are trying to develop him a little and 34 eps in this was the minimum they should do. Now i wonder what direction this will take? So... for not annoy anyone with my critic about this show:

You know... an A.I that have been programmed for farming... its logical that their dream will be... farming! Couldnt be more interesting to have a case of an humangear that dont want to do his job? Like that i could feel more real that singularity that this show talk about. If they are telling us that they are equal to humans... why not make them more human like? Like this they still feels like... “tools”.

The butt in the background takes away all the seriousness of this conversation! X,D

Instead of writting proper convesations between characters... Zero One give us... nothing. I mean instead of Yua talking about what she think about this “justice” that Jin talk about... they switch to papa Horobi going happily to work...

And so easily... Yua accepts to help. The show does not delve into the thoughts and feelings of the characters and that's why I find it hard to love this 01 characters. Still i love Jin and Horobi... but it’s mainly for looks?! (excuse me for being so superficial TTATT but Sunagawa and Dai chan being so handsome is a fact, they are a good eyecandy for me TT///TT).

This is from the OP sequence... couldn't they add Fuwa there? Or the others humangears... like a family or something? Here i feel like Aruto and Izu are a lone married couple.

Couldnt the show use more these two?! They hardly get a scene from chapter to chapter. Or at least show that they are still in contact with Aruto or something or that they miss Shesta or need her.

Hiden was... like that too... in fact i was expecting watching in Hiden how humangears and humans worked there like a family together... but... i didnt see any of that. (yeah i was expecting that Hiden had actually humans working in the company... silly of me).

So... Horobi stole some humangears in his way to the farm. X,D

Every time the villain say something... Aruto remain in silence... instead of counter him with words and talking about his ideals. Counter him Aruto, tell him why humanity dont deserv instintion. Tell him why humanity is good. Oh... yes i forgot... Aruto just talk about humangear being good.

Ikazuchi was a really wasted character... now that he will return i hope they will at least use him.

(fangirl screaming in the distance)

Well for once Aruto tried to save a human... yey?!

Where was Fuwa?! In the bathroom right?! X,D

I think this was quite rude... Izu was like reclaiming to Fuwa about the kidnapped humangear than being really worried about him. I really cant like her if she is only nice to Aruto.

Fuwa baby... that cruel Izu and Aruto dont care about you!! TTATT (yes im being dramatic) XD

You know... Fuwa trying to be nice and talk with Yua... and she...

... changed topic... you call this interaction?! Really?! It dont feel natural!!

Could Fuwa past be relevant?! Because Yua is interested!

Ok finally a funny scene. Could have been more fun if we watched how Yua drag Fuwa.

He will sell the Raid Raisers to the USA for war?! That’s your objective Gai?! That’s your dream?! XD

This was more funny than the first one! X,D And... you know why...

Because Jin was there! XD Having a tertiary react to the action enhance the funny element of it!

Finally someone that worries about Fuwa!! Thanks Jin... you are precious... not like some MC.

So... Aruto is not worried about Metsubou to fully revive?! XD Why dont surprise me?! XD

This can be a parallelism about the question “why i was born?”. It’s easy for a humangear to know why it was born. But for us?! No, it’s not easy... i wish the show could talk about this topic and kids could relate. Could be awesome.... but... no. ¬¬

We can see the great plan in Aruto eyes! He will try to get Horobi remember he is a father. XD It could be great but the problem is that there is no plan right Aruto? Oh yes... Yelling him “REMEMBER” is the plan.

Could have been great if Midori question Horobi about the ark like... AND BEFORE THE ARK? where were you?.... Horobi.exe stopped working. XD

Horobi smiling face (fangirl screaming in the distance) X//D

Almost Aruto... you got him... almost!! X,D Daddy memories are somewhere there. X//D

(can we talk about the sexy lips of Horobi?!)

THis was a parallelism... one humangear “die” and another get to live. But the fact that the humangear dont die... because the data is saved... degrade impact.

So not everyone are equal to the ark... seriously why they dont try to reprogram that thing?! I mean... should be easy with Yua... right? (but ok i will not request common sense in this show)

Horobi smiled again (fangirl screaming in the distance) X///D

suits... beauty.

Naki... Naki!!

Ohhh no... Yua is in danger... XD Ark: She?... no, because she is cool and beautiful and can reprogram me. XD

Horobi smiled again... (fangirl screaming in the distance)

Aruto... he hardly have speak to you... how can he trust you?! X,D

Yes... to his way.... not yours! X,D

You know at least Horobi smiled like three times and that... that was good!