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sebastianshaw · 3 years ago

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House of M fic

( @sammysdewysensitiveeyes @the-home-kvetch Toad has a cameo in the second section and Pyro in the third. They basically disappear after that, though, then reappear at the very end for a brief but heroic mention , so if you only want to read those parts I shan’t be offended! I read a lot of stuff only for my own faves and then tap out, lol! The Gai are not Marvel canon. I needed some Generic Alien Invaders, so that’s what I came up with!) “So, now that you’ve seen what A.I.M. can truly do. . . can I count on your continued support?” Dr. Monica Rappaccini knew that she had taken a big risk bring a civilian to their Australian base and revealing so much of their operation here. But this civilian, a Ms. Radha Dastoor, given the moniker “Haven” years ago for her good deeds, had the same goals as her---human liberation from the boot of mutantkind. And what set Haven apart from so many other “sapiens” who wished the same was her resources; the woman was ridiculously rich. She’d already been a generous donator to A.I.M’s more. . .legitimate faces, mainly concerning supplying disenfranchised human communities with medicine, clean water, and access to education. And some of her gifts had gone to these, as had been promised, but many had actually been funneled to A.I.M itself for its more. . .radical usage. Indeed, Monica was willing to bet a fair few pieces in this very facility were purchased indirectly by the unwitting Ms. Dastoor. But she wasn’t unwitting anymore. Monica’s agents had been easing her into more and more illicit aspects of their activism. While she didn’t seem ready to condone violence, she had expressed that she did not condemn it in an oppressed people either, just has she not condemned mutantkind for the same before the world’s tables had turned. Monica felt in this woman a kindred spirit, someone who wanted to even the balance, to help the helpless, and who, despite her pacifist demeanor, understood more deeply than she let on that breaking--or blowing up---a few eggs was a necessary ingredient in that omelette. She just couldn’t say so publicly, or the Red Guard would have her head in a second. Even her peaceful, benign activism surely had her on a few watchlists just because of how prominent she was. But here, she could speak freely. And Monica thought she knew what she would say. Monica thought wrong. Now, if Haven had had something affecting her mind, say a demonic entity of evil and chaos speaking to her at the most vulnerable moment of her life, Monica might have more than likely swayed her. But being in a stable mental state — “I am truly sorry, Dr. Rappaccini,” she said, and to her credit she did look it, “But I cannot be party to this methods. I understand the desperation that has driven you to them, and I even admire the---” “How can you say that?” Monica demanded, “After all I have shown you?!” “It is because you have shown me, Dr. Rappaccini, that I--” Haven was cut off again---this time by the klaxon alarm blaring throughout the building. ***

The Red Guard was storming the base. The technological hurdles had been considerable to get over, but once those were overcome by the tech division---S.H.I.E.L.D’S mutant technopaths helped considerably with that---the sheer physical power of the agents was practically bulldozing the poor A.I.M guards. Agent “Toad” Toynbee used his agility to spring off the walls and land on the agents shoulders, jumping from on to the other, knocking them off balance with each landing, allowing his fellow agents to hit them while they were distracted. His comrade and friend Agent “Nightcrawler” Darkholme used his teleportation to scout ahead, Agent “Marrow” Rushman punctured organs and blocked guns by firing bone spikes right up the weaponry barrels, while Agent “Rogue” Darkholme and Agent “Diamond Lil” Crawley simply barreled and brawled their way through every body in their path like the bruisers they were. “Too easy!” Crawley bragged as she slugged one of the guards, who had practically been propelled into her fist by the thrust of Toad’s feet. “Precisely”, concurred Director Shaw gruffly, and he grabbed the nearest scientist before the cowering woman could flee. They were deep in enough that the brains the operation were starting to be sighted between the garish yellow A.I.M. suits. And unlike those suits, the white coats over office casual clothes worn by the scientists exposed skin. Just hands and faces, the occasional legs from beneath a mid-length sensible skirt, but that was more than enough. “Agent Darkholme,” he said, and though he did not specify WHICH Darkholme he meant, Rogue knew it was her. She removed a glove and brushed a single finger against the woman’s whimpering face for the briefest of moments. If Shaw wasn’t telling her to dig deep, that meant she didn’t have to, and she sure as hell wasn’t going to go sucking someone’s whole psyche into hers just for fun. But she got enough to confirm what Shaw was suspecting---a trap. “We gotta get out, y’all!” she exclaimed, the whites of her eyes widening, “If someone gets past the guards, there’s orders to blow the place to kingdom co---” *** The clearing that had once been green and dotted with trees was now scorched black, dotted with flaming wreckage of what had once been the AIM base and the bloodied, moaning remains of what had once been its members. “Save any survivors you can!” Shaw barked, “We need them for interrogation! And Allerdyce, get out here and get the fires under control! This is potoroo country!” Shaw, Rogue, and Crawley all possessed mutations that allowed them to survive the blast, allowing Nightcrawler to only need to get Toad, Marrow, and Pyro out, which he could do in one trip, albeit an exhausting one, and on to the safety of their jet. Thus, they were all safe, though Darkholme was winded and done for the day. Hearing Shaw’s command over his earpiece, Agent St. John “Pyro” Allerdyce made a swift thanks to his teammate and ran out to push the flames back from touching the rest of the forest. Potoroos were a protected species, and their safety was of utmost importance in the House of M! Meanwhile, Rogue and Crawley dug through the wreckage, the former tossing car-sized hunks of metal aside like pillows and the latter just punching a path through it, as Marrow pinned down anyone who attempted to flee using bone spears---through their clothes, since Shaw insisted on them alive—and Toad tripped them up with his tongue before pulling them back so their leader could place them in cuffs. “That’s all of them!” the amphibious mutant proclaimed proudly as the last yellow-suited AIM member—the last MOVING one, anyway---was hauled into the jet. “Clear out then” Shaw ordered, surveying the scene a final time. Something caught his eye. “Wait---Allerdyce! Those flames there, in the center---get them somewhere else, there’s someone caught in the center!” “Get them somewhere else, he says, like I can just freaking teleport them or some shit,” Pyro muttered, but he cleared the flames, revealing indeed something who had been surrounded by them. It was a wonder that her long hair and salwar kameez---yes, Pyro know the term for it, thank you---hadn’t been caught alight, but more miraculous by far was the way the wreckage encased her in such a way that she had been protected from harm. She just also couldn’t get out. Not on her own, anyway. Shaw strode towards her, flanked by the flames that Pyro had pushed aside Moses-style. He took the cage apart carefully, knowing that pulling out the wrong piece could bring the whole thing crashing down on the woman inside. It wouldn’t have mattered much to him if this had just been another AIM flunkie; they had more than enough for the Psy Division to scan for intel. But this woman. . . he recognized her, and he didn’t know what she was doing here---though he had a hunch---and he wasn’t about to let her be hurt. Not until he had the full story. “Don’t try anything, dirtbag!” Marrow hollered, coming to Shaw’s side as the last of the metal prison was removed from the soon-to-be prisoner, bones ready to hurl should she make one move that the mutants didn’t like. “That won’t be necessary, Agent Rushman,” said Shaw calmly, not looking away from the woman, to whom he reached out a hand, “Can you stand? Please, let me help you. There we are. Lean on me. We’ll have you treated for any injuries immediately. And. . . Radha Dastoor, it is my duty to inform you, that you are under arrest.” *** The AIM prisoners had been brought in, read their rights---such as their were---and the charges brought against them, given their prison jumpsuits, and put in holding awaiting prosecution after the Psi Division got through them. That was what counted for interrogation these days. The crude, ineffective ways of sapien grilling and guesswork were over. But Director Shaw still speaking with one of them personally. Just one. “Our telepaths confirm your story, Ms. Dastoor,” he said. The pair of them were seated on either side of a table. Shaw was still in his uniform. . . Haven, in her newly issued one. Orange was a good color on her, though perhaps not fitting in this amount. She was cuffed as per protocol, and while Shaw did things by the book, his eye twitched slightly at the sheer absurdity of it. But he did not remove them. He didn’t get where he was by making exceptions. “We know you were not knowingly in league with Dr. Rappaccini,” he continued, “But we also know that you did knowingly aid and abet several illicit activities.” “Yes,” Haven replied calmly, with neither coldness nor defiance, but nor any submission or remorse, “I did.” It was matter of fact, and perfectly polite. “Your forthcomingness strengthens the decision I’ve made,” he said, his own voice also matter of fact, though his was more frank and detached, “To advocate for leniency in your case. You have been cooperative, you have denied nothing---as some people do even when faced with their own memories as evidence---and, as noted, you were not involved in Rappaccini or AIM’s terrorist activities. Your crimes, rather, have been more along the lines of providing funds, food, and medicines to, say, illegal protestors. Given your history, I am inclined to believe you will not escalate to more extreme measures, and should not be considered a public threat.” “I appreciate that, Director Shaw.” “It’s not a gift, Ms. Dastoor. Merely my professional opinion.” “Nonetheless, I do.” “I do have to ask you now, because you will be asked on the stand---once you have served your time and are duly released, will you cease in all such activities?” “No, Director Shaw.” There was a long, grim silence. “Ms. Dastoor, I cannot give you my recommendation for a reduced sentence if I believe that you will re-offend.” “It would be very disrespectful of me to lie to you now, Director Shaw, just to help myself, after you have shown me such goodwill.” “There will be no goodwill, Ms. Dastoor, if you do not.” The conversation didn’t last long after that. He soon escorted her back to her cell. A private one, to protect her from the AIM prisoners. “You can ask the guards from anything within reason and it will be provided to you if possible. if you feel you have been mistreated in any way, get word to me and something will be done about it if your claim proves true. Shaw wasn’t bending any rules for her. None of this was outside the law, or even a gray area. It just wasn’t something he had ever told any prisoner short of the occasional foreign royal who had fucked up but still had to be handled with care to avoid political disaster. As Haven started to thank him for the courtesy, an alarmed voice called over the intercom, ”Director Shaw---the AIM prisoners! They’re all dead!” *** The one person that hadn’t been recovered from the base was the real prize---Monica Rappaccini herself. The assumption of SHIELD was that she had escaped before setting off the blast; the idea she’d simply been blown to pieces was too optimistic. In fact, neither was the case. Monica had a much safer plan than escaping the building---she’d stayed in it. More specifically, in a blast-proof container specifically survived to withstand it, which dropped down a shoot far underground where the bomb wouldn’t reach it anyway, and she wouldn’t be found by the accursed Red Guard. The fools---they hadn’t brought a psychic to sweep for any minds missing, but it wouldn’t have mattered, the tech was telepath-proof too. If only they could do that for the entire place, but alas, it was difficult, tricky, tended to only work on a small scale. But that was enough for her. Once the danger had passed, Monica emerged and got in contact with her best agent---Thasanee Rapaccini, aka the Scorpion. Monica’s daughter. In another world, her name was Carmilla Black and she worked for SHIELD, against her own mother! But in this world, Monica had raised her, and raised her well. She was a (mostly, usually, except for a hiccup) loyal agent to AIM and mommy dearest, and she wanted to see the mutant tyranny she’d grown up under fall as much as Monica did. But, like all teenagers, she could be a bit rebellions. Like questioning her mother. Something Monica would never have allowed her to do and survive if she hadn’t been her own preciously bio-engineered flesh and blood. ”Is that really necessary, mother?” Thasanee asked when given her new mission, ”They’ve already psy-scanned all the agents by now for sure anyway. What are they going to get from that lady’s mouth that they didn’t get from our guy’s brains?” ”It’s not about containing information,” Monica explained, ”It’s about public opinion. Haven can do more damage to us now than Magneto himself. She’s well-respected by the rest of the humans rights activist movement and even by many mutants. If she publicly denounces our cause, it will rob us of countless new recruits, funding, everything. She’s the most dangerous threat of all---a moderate. Do you see now? They’ll offer her a deal--leniency for collaborating with us, so long as she denounces A.I.M and everything we stand for. And people, even those who share our goals, our beliefs, will listen.” ”You really think she would?” Thasanee asked “I mean, all that good stuff she did for humans. . . maybe she’s just not cut out for our work. You’ve said yourself not everyone is. But that doesn’t mean she’d hang us out to dry.” ”I wish I had your faith in people,” Monica sighed, and it was true. She certainly wished she could be certain that Radha Dastoor wouldn’t do exactly that. But, she’d been so sure that Haven, who shared her cause, would join her and begin providing direct funding, and she couldn’t have been more wrong about that. So she couldn’t take a chance on Radha here either. ”And listen,” Thasanee continued, “If you’re worried about us looking bad, won’t we look WORSE if we kill her? I think that’s what REALLY would get people mad at us! Our own allies too! ”Thasanee,” Monica’s voice turned sweet, cajoling, truly motherly, as she put a hand on her daughter’s shoulder and looked loving into the girl’s green eyes, ”My beloved child. I know this is difficult to understand. But Radha Dastoor dying mysteriously while in S.H.I.E.L.D custody would be very, very good for our cause. A peaceful activist, a nonviolent offender, a model moderate. . .and after her arrest by the Red Guard, who claim such a person was in cahoots with a terrorist organization, she dies while in their hands, and they try to blame that same organization? My dear. . .connect the dots the way the Average Joe would, and see what conclusion it brings you. The kind that makes the opposition look like the monsters we know they are.” Thasanee was a clever child, and she clearly got exactly what her mother was saying. Her conflict was clear on her face, her lip twisting in thought, her eyes flitting doubtfully downwards. But she reached the right answer, as Monica knew she would. ”I’ll do it, mother. You can count on me.” *** ”So what happened to them?” Jessica Drew asked as Agent Darkholme---Mystique, who had not been on the earlier mission---returned from attending to the matter of the AIM agents dropping dead. ”Chemical implant,” Mystique replied, “Rappaccini must have put it in them when they joined up with AIM. Probably to “motivate” them if they ever get cold feet. Or, in this case, fail her by getting captured.” ”G’awful way t’go,” Rogue shuddered. Whenever she had any doubts about what the Red Guard did, people like AIM reminded her who the good guys were. ”What I wanna know,” said Agent Crawley, “is who is this Dastoor broad, that she gets the royal treatment from Sebastian Stick-Up-His-Ass Shaw?” ”No idea,” Rogue said, putting her cooling coffee to her lips. “Before your time, daughter,” Mystique explained, ”Back when mutants were actively oppressed by humanity, before the rise of Emperor Magnus, Radha “Haven” Dastoor was one of the few sapiens on our side.” ”Our side?” Rogue looked intrigued. ”A sapien?” Crawley looked doubtful. ”Oh, she didn’t go all out for us, not by a long shot,” Mystique scoffed, “Don’t get the wrong idea---she was a peaceful protester. Didn’t get anything done. But. . .she did reach a lot of her own kind, or try. And ran with a very upscale crowd, so there was. . . influence, I suppose. Ran some shelters and such.” The blue-skinned woman sniffed slightly, torn between wanting to give credit where credit was due, but also not wanting to oversell the woman as a saint when she’d barely done the bare minimum in Raven’s view. ”Anyway. Now that the tables have turned, so has she. She’s all about her OWN kind’s rights now. As if things are as bad for them as it was for us. Ha! Not even on our best day back then, were we ever treated with the grace that Magnus has granted THEM. But trust a human to not even be able to stomach a DILUTED taste of their own medicine. She shrugged her azure shoulders, “But since Director Shaw is old enough to remember her work---such as it was---I suppose he thinks she’s earned some professional courtesy. And he is, after all, nothing if not professional.” *** As promised, Haven was well treated while she was held at the Australian S.H.I.E.L.D base. She would be taken to Genosha to stand trial tomorrow, but in the meantime. . . In the meantime, Thasanee Rappaccini had spent all evening infiltrating the base successfully without setting off any alarm to her presence. It was no mean feat, as one might imagine, but she had been trained for this from birth. Not infiltration specifically, but anything and everything relevant to taking down Magnus’s mutant-supremascist empire. And, much like how many unlucky souls never noticed a scorpion in their shoe before it was too late, this Scorpion had creeped in subtle as a shadow, unheard and unseen and undetected by man, mutant, or machine. And now. . .now she had a clear shot with her Stinger, as she called her left arm from which she fired energy bolts containing concentrated toxins. Like the Rappccini’s daughter of myth, Thasanee was literally poisonous. Yeah, she was pretty sure her mother hadn’t been born with that surname. Haven didn’t even notice as the slim girl slid into the room. She was busy tending to a flower in a pot, to Thasanee’s surprise. Who had given her that? Scorpion had expected to find the captive in chains, not--- BOOM! CRASH! The entire base rocked as Scorpion’s eardrums rang, and it wasn’t just shock that made it difficult for her to keep her balance. Thas had a clear shot, not for any gun but her Stinger; the name she had given her left arm, from which she fired the accumulation of toxins and poisons her naturally immune body stored in her left lymph node. Then crash that rattled entire base. A klaxon began to sound, reminding her unpleasantly of the one that had blared throughout the AIM base before its destruction. Yells, shouts, and more smashes reached her ears through the alarm as well. Thasanee had just enough time to wonder if her mother had sent Adaptoids to attack the place before one of the hulking culprits burst through the wall, sending Thasanee leaping into the hiding among the dust and debris; she could hear Haven cough from the same, but, she noted, the woman never screamed. Odd. Maybe she was too petrified too. She’d seemed like such a refined ladylike priss, Thas would have thought--- The Gai. That’s what was causing all this. Thas had encountered them a few times before. They were alien invaders, huge and monstrous, looked part insect and part reptile with a turtle-like shell from which their six limbs extended. Some wore additional hi-tech battle armor but this one was bare. All of them were the same thought; they didn’t care who they killed, only that they killed everyone. Human or mutant, warrior or prisoner, all Earthlings were the same to them. Something to be wiped out. Why, no one knew yet; telepaths couldn’t get in their heads and they were seldom in the mood to talk, though Haven seemed to be trying as the beast advanced. Thas was about to--- BONK! It was an almost comical sound, followed by a crack, as the force from Director Shaw’s fist collided with the stone-like shell of the Gai and, a moment after impact, splintered it. Where did he come from?! Scorpion wondered, then saw he must have rushed in after it through the hole it left, then leaped on to its back to strike his blow. And then another. And another. He was hitting it with every step he made over its back, but once he got to its head, it tossed him like a rodeo rider being thrown from a bull before he could punch its ugly skull in. Scorpion wasn’t sure who she was rooting for. Shaw was launched into the bars of Haven’s cell, and they bent in under the force of his indestructible body like overcooked noodles. Haven, luckily for her, had moved out of the way, and he wasted no time getting in front of her as the Gai advanced. Scorpion wasn’t sure how smart the Gai were--no one knew if they were sapient beings or merely mindless drones sent down to fight by a greater intelligence---but she for one thought it must be thinking how convenient it was that Shaw had taken down this obstacle for it. Until he wrenched off the end of a bar and impaled it through the Gai’s bulbous multifaceted left eye. However alien this creature might be, it had a commonality with most beings on Earth, which was that getting a long sharp metal rod jammed into your skull was an unpleasant sensation, and the Gai responded in kind, reeling back and . . .shrieking? Scorpion wasn’t sure that was the right word for it. She wasn’t sure there was a word to describe it. Like all the sound files in the world glitching at once. She had to cover her ears, but Shaw was apparently part deaf---it was the only explanation---because he didn’t even pause as he grabbed Haven and ran. Scorpion was fairly sure he didn’t see her on the way out though; the Director clearly had bigger things on his mind. Like the Gai, which was more dangerous than ever as it thrashed around in pain. Scorpion supposed to humane thing was to put it out of its misery. . . not to mention, it’d be valuable to know how susceptible they were to poison. . . But she had a target already, and it had just breezed by her in a bright orange jumpsuit. No time for mercy kills; Scorpion followed them. She didn’t notice who was following her too. *** Shaw lead Haven at a rapid pace through the sleek corporate-esque hallways of the building, which were even more rapidly being destroyed. They dodged the claws of more Gai, huge chunks of falling walls and ceilings, sprays of crumbling dust that she might inhale. . . or rather, Shaw dodged the claws and dragged Haven with him, shielded her with his force-absorbing body from the falling walls and ceilings, and commanded her to hold her breath through the crumbling dust from the destruction. He faced a few more Gai on the way out, and while hurting them was easy once they provided him with enough energy, keeping Haven safe---his priority---was difficult to do in tandem. But Shaw was professional, and Shaw was experienced, and Shaw not only got her out alive, she didn’t have a scratch on her. “Everyone good?” he said into his ear piece as he steered Haven towards the door that would lead them out at last. In addition to guarding her, he’d been guiding the Red Guard and the rest of the personnel as best he could over the communicator. “I’m getting the prisoner secured, after that we can---hello?! Over?! Over?!” The line had gone dead. It could be an accident during the destruction. But Shaw wasn’t sure about that. He’d figure it out soon. Getting Radha Dastoor to safety came first though. And he believed he had succeeded. They made it out the front doors, to the jet, into the jet--- And then Shaw cried out and fell to the floor, green toxic energy crackling around him. Not the kind he could absorb, either----it was pure concentrated poison. Scorpion stepped out of the shadows. “Took you long enough, old man,” she said, “I made it out way sooner. Of course. . .” Her eyes traveled to Haven, her real target. “. . .I didn’t have a load to carry. You must be tired from that; please, don’t get up.” She fired another blast into Shaw, who had been rising to his feet, despite the fact the first should have been enough to kill him. Haven cried out this time in front of Shaw, throwing herself in front of his fallen form, begging Thasanee to stop. “Don’t worry, I’ll get to you,” Scorpion assured her, “But before I do, I want to know one thing from him.” She addressed Shaw again, “Why has a mutant fascist pig like you been risking your life to defend a human? I saw you in there. You protected her. Why? Is it because of what she used to do for you guys? Has she been a double agent all along? Is she really a mutant?”

“Because. . . “ Shaw croaked, using all the strength he had left just to lift his head as Haven knelt down beside him, “She. . . is the State’s prisoner. And I. . . am a representive of the State. Of SHIELD. Of Emperor Magnus. It is my duty. . .to protect those in our custody.” He took a moment to breathe, and then continued, less labored this time, but still unable to do more than speak. “I find her activism sentimental soft-minded tripe, and I will see her stand trial for the parts of it that break the law---but I shall NOT see her harmed while she is still my responsibility. Not by the Gai, and nor by YOU.” “Wow,” Scorpion said, and she was genuinely impressed, “Ok, so----I don’t take back that you’re a mutant fascist pig, but you’re a mutant fascist pig with some honor. Not gonna lie---I’m surprised. Enough that I’ll let you in one something before you die---I’m not going to kill her.” Both Shaw and Haven looked shocked. “Yeah,” Scorpion said, and answered the question she knew they must have, “My mom wants her dead, and I was sent to do that, but like. . .I’m just going to fake her death, get her out of here, set her up somewhere. That way--” She turned her gaze specifically to Haven, “That way, you can’t denounce us---if that was ever even your plan---without A.I.M knowing you’re alive and killing you for real, so you won’t, right? And I don’t have to kill you for something you haven’t even done, and maybe were never going to. Everybody wins. I mean, except grandpa there, but I count wiping out one more SHIELD fucker---the Director, no less!---a win. Talk about cutting the head from the snake; he’s one step from Emperor Magnus himself!” “I wish I could be proud of you for this, daughter.” As if she had teleported, Monica Rappapccini appeared before her daughter. Who, judging by her reaction, had NOT been expecting this. ”Invisibility device,” Monica tapped a metal bracelet on her wrist, “I’ve been by your side this whole time. And you were doing so well, too. . . .up until now.” She sighed, “I know adolescence is a time to question authority but you have to follow orders even if you find them difficult. That’s really more what this has been than anything---a test to see how far out of line you’ve fallen. The scientist in me, always having to test a hypothesis before I consider it proven. “ “Well, consider it proven, Mom!” Thasanee barked back, her feelings akin to how a normal teenager might react to finding out her parent had been in her room, “Now what! Going to kill ME too?” “Don’t be silly, you’re far too valuable,” Monica tssked, “As are these two as hostages. Dastoor for her money, Shaw for his political worth to the House of Magnus and SHIELD---much as I truly would love to slaughter him in so many ways. Indeed, I think I might just do that anyway once he’s served his purpose. He deserves it. Do you know how many people he has---” And that was when Exodus, Toad, and Pyro teleported onboard and saved the day. They made short work of Dr. Rappaccini, but alas, Scorpion got away. Shaw made a full recovery after receiving medical aid. And Ms. Dastoor awaits trial for her crimes.

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shnuggletea · 4 years ago

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Synopsis: They were friends for years. Almost as long as they were lovers. She was his best friend and the only woman he loved. And he was hers. But that was four years ago before Inuyasha broke Kagome's heart and married someone else. When he shows back up in her life randomly, she doesn't care if she's being childish.

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He stood, leaning against the wall right beside her door. Hands shoved into the pockets of his tight, light blue jeans he hid his claws. But not his ears, sticking out proudly on top of his silver halo of hair. Even tied back behind his head, she knew it would be just as long as she remembered, the tips touching the top of his ass. Her own hair was just at her lower back now and she wondered if he would notice the difference?

Not that it mattered, it didn’t matter!! She screamed at herself inside her head and ducked just as his golden eyes lifted from the floor to seek out her gray ones.

Standing up straight, she could tell he was nervous. That only made her more on edge, tottering between anger and agony. Whatever his reason for being here, she didn’t care. Or rather, didn’t want to know. So she ignored him, as childish as that was. It didn’t stop him from standing unbearably close to her, so much so, she had to stop for a moment and push him back, praying he missed the shudder that rushed through her as she felt his tight warm skin through his thin t-shirt.

“Kagome…”

He was whispering like he was struggling to get out her name.

If it was that difficult, then why was he even here??

Her answer was to nearly break her key inside her lock, struggling to get her door open fast enough. Looking at her feet, the bags she sat down were missing. Without looking at his face or eyes, she turned back to rip them from his hold. It was then that she noticed her shaking, emotions making a wreck of her once calm and satisfied form.

She hated how he did this to her. No matter how much time passed and how much she told herself she had moved on, was the bigger, better person, his presence would call into question all of it. There was no one that could affect her like this and she hated him for it.

Then his fingers gently ran down her scars. The four long, deep marks he had left on her when they were children. Another reminder of the two of them when she had enough as it were.

Jerking harshly from his touch, he gasped lightly. “I just want to talk…”

“Four years and now you want to talk? Forget it, Inuyasha. Just stay away from me.”

His once hidden hands clenched into tight fist by his sides as she watched, still not looking up at him. Now inside, she tried to shut her door but he stopped her, a foot in the way. “Kagome, just listen to me…”

“NO!” She screamed, lifting her tear-stained face to shoot fire at him with her eyes. He was taken aback, stumbling in her hallway and out of her doorway. So she slammed it shut and locked it tight, knowing he was still just on the other side. Something he proved when he began banging a fist on her door.

“Damnit, Kagome, for once stop being the stubborn wench you always are and let me talk to you!!!”

“Go back to your wife!!” She called out as bitterly as she could before sliding down her door to the floor.

The groceries, now forgotten, scattered on the floor before her and her grab bag dug into her side. Even fruitless, she did her best to not make another sound. Not because he wouldn’t hear her, the youkai could hear her breath and heartbeat as they raced painfully. No, she did it to hear him, needing him to be gone so she could leave as well.

She bit her lower lip as punishment for her cowardice, letting him keep her from things she needed to do. But she couldn’t face him. Or worse, have him follow her. How he found her, she wasn’t sure but it was the last thing she expected to happen today.

Time passed slowly and she didn’t hear any more sounds from her door. But there was no way to know for sure as she carefully collected herself from the floor along with her room temp groceries. Setting them in her kitchen, she caught sight of the clock.

“Shit.” She cursed to herself, running and digging out her cell in haste.

The ringing in her ear only made her heart rate spike more. But then the other end finally connected. “Oh thank god. I’m so sorry about this…”

“But you need me to pick him up?”

“Yeah, I’m...stuck. I’m so so sorry…”

“Please. You barely ever call needing something. I’m always calling you. It’s no problem, I got it.”

“Thank you soooo much!!”

Hanging up, she gingerly lifted up on her toes, pausing by her door as she passed it again. Looking out the peephole, she didn’t see a trace of the silver-haired demon. She couldn’t see or feel him, he was gone. The feeling was just as empty as always, happy he was gone but lacking any real joy from it. Her mind threatened to slip into another one of her ‘visions’ but she fought it, forcing her to stay in the presence.

Her so-called foresight had a bad habit of taking her down memory lane too. Which was different from a normal human’s as she was thrust into the moment as if it were real. With the feeling of fingers on her spine, she knew it wasn’t a premonition or a memory she wanted to revisit. She returned to her cool existence and waited for her friend to come through for her. Alone.

Tagging....

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#inuyasha fanfiction #inuyasha fandom #inukag #modern day au #WIP Wednesday #childhood friendship #gone sour

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reimahowaido · 4 years ago

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Spyro: Reignited review part 4

Cliff Town! And now we're Definitely further than where I ever made it into the game myself. This is all new territory for us~ But it's been pretty fun so far. Each success has felt great, and honestly I do feel great even with some small things, like turning around and finding gems here and there, looking behind corners and finding chests etc. A handful of those moments came during this level. I also took a break here to go to eat some soup, so I kinda got to come in fresh after all that had come before. Yeah people who speedrun these games would have already been done with the game, but I'm not as talented, experienced, nor am I in a hurry, so imma just... Chill with my 3½-ish hours of gameplay at this point, maybe 4 hours, something like that. Anyway. As I kinda guessed, I fell down the cliff edge as I was chasing the thief. Those turns, they were so stiff. We're starting to see a bit of a thing here with those controls. But I'm getting a little more confident with charging. There's a lot of ground to cover so we gotta charge to get around faster. It's still fairly stiff, but not too fast to me anymore. I certainly got my share of running in Dry Canyon. Running in that same circle over and over again, jump charging up the stairs etc. We're getting the hold of it. Even made the big jump from the top of the building over the river on first try. Charging + Jumping is really working out for me with those glides now. I did later on fail it once, I Think, but other than that, things went pretty well overall~ I also like the ladies near those brewing pots. I dunno why, I just, like them. I can't explain what it is about them. It's not the fact that they have minions, or that they cook, or the fact they slap you and that doesn't necessarily damage you. I dunno what it is, but I like them

Ice Cavern! Ok now This one I've been waiting for~~ For a reason, that I'll get to. But firstly, I remember the bigger purple Gnorks being somewhat intimidating or something when I was a kid, it was either that or the fact that there were no borders and the thread of falling off the edge was real. It was intimidating. Now I was a bit cautious, not running and charging everywhere, but it was pretty alright, especially with those areas inside where you weren't at the risk of dying every chance you did an accidental click on those shoulder buttons and made a dive roll to either side (god I did that accidentally, not like die but rolled near an edge unintentionally and gave myself a heart attack with that. Please, cheer heart attack has a weakness and it's stress spikes like these). The level is super atmospheric and I love the way it looks~ But this was probably my first time going 'mmmm, the music is fine, it's not bad, but it's not a favourite either' (speaking of music, Night Flight, I didn't mention it before, but that song is pretty nice! Just that, I keep repeatedly hearing the first few notes and then the level resets. It's almost memey, but also sad) Listening to it on youtube I can still appreciate it, and it sounds good, better when you don't have to focus on not dying and falling. but speaking of falling and dying... So... Those... Few steps, jumps near the exit and dragon and stuff. I said to myself that yo, jumping near a place like this is really not a good idea. It's slippery, a thin-ish area, it includes a bit of gliding to get from 1 platform to another and if you miss or fail 50% of the time you're going to fall to your death. And boy did I fall, so, many, times.... I spent, at least 10 or so minutes trying to get all those gems, and then the last jump, that was easy but I'm glad I took it just to be sure rather than taking the chance of 'maybe another road leads to there' because I'm still not sure if there is that other road or not, but I completed that part and that's good. Also nailed that jump to the 3 extra lives on first try, thank you youtube video for that little secret. It was nice But you know what's even better? Todor. Yes yesyes. My fave boy he's heeeere~~ I dunno if he's still my favourite, but he's Definitely up there still. I love he design of this boyo so much. Watch me replaying his animations and clips over and over again just to see more of him. Yes. I did that xD There's also a handful of other good bois with nice designs over here, but Todor though, what a good boi. Also I just, like and love lots of Ice related things, even if those jumps were brutal and painful, I still like Winter themed stuff, so I ain't even mad Dr. Shemp! Bossss time, but first let us discover this second amazing place to grind for lives~ The skybox here is amazing too (some stuff gives me anxiety and there be phobias, but this just, looks so gorgeous and it's Spyro so I'll just be happy, it's kinda therapeutic in a way, helps me cope) This will come in handy in the future. Feel proud for discovering that one enemy hiding and torching her before she could pull a sneaky on me. Proud~ I then proceed to fail that long jump a handful of times. I give up on that, I can reset he level by traveling elsewhere to cheat death after failing the jump later if I want to. Time for Shemp. And he was kinda fun, not gonna lie. The last phase took a few hit and run attempts as I was trying to bait him to hit me, dodge and try flaming him. Still, eventual success and after having to reset the level because there was no going back to the other side unless I defeated Shemp again or something (I felt lazy), I managed to finally get that last gem. 100%, nice, and we're onwards to the next world~ I'll write on the dragons a little later, it's 5:20am and I got a dentist visit coming so I'm rather get these out the way first

#Spyro #Reima gaming and makin' some reviews I guess

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weeb-writings · 5 years ago

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alisa teaching lev incorrect russian phrases

a certain groupchat im in with so many beautiful people has brought this idea to my attention. most definitely something i canon abt the two siblings now, i totally see it.

special thanks to: @sarido275 for this idea!! i love this so much and i hope this meets your expectations-

warnings: swearing, a fight btwn siblings, also this is relatively long for a hc so brace yourself

genre: crack, fluff, angst? if you squint-

synopsis: lev’s (gorgeoues, beautiful, pretty, amazing, cute) sister, alisa, teaches lev russian phrases... except its all backwards...

i used a couple websites: a b

a/n: im writing a longer oneshot (haechan x reader) so this is something ive been working on, on the side. i hope you like whatever the frick frack this is-

if you have any requests, shoot them in my dms or ask box! if you have any constructive criticism, let me know what i can fix and how! thank you uwu

*breathes* okay, this is straight up crack, like

i literally see this happening btwn the two siblings, where lev’s sister alisa ends up teaching lev russian phrases with the incorrect translations

she’s such a sweetie pie i dont see her intentionally teaching lev the incorrect translations for stuff- so yes,

with the power of google and tumblr i present to you: lev walking around like an idiot :) (i love him v much tho and hes baby all the way)

okay lets start with the “basics”

first off is хуй (pronounced: hooy), and it means dick

omg i what am i writing

okay so like, yaku probably does something nice for alisa (meaning he puts lev in check bc lev is stoopid)

and alisa decides to thank him like “you have such a big hooy yaku~~”

and everyone on nekomas vbc team looks at the two siblings like ????? what did she just say

and lev looks at her and she goes “hooy means heart!!”

omfg not only lev, but all of nekoma is using this word now and its so bad bc they all say it so confidently whose gonna tell them-

and like, whenever someone does anything remotely nice lev will tell them that they “have such a big hooy” and that they are so kind and that he appreciates them

which ultimately, this term rubs off on karasuno and fukorodani (specifically hinata and bokuto)

quite literally a term that spreads like wildfire and they all use it so mindlessly eye-

okay, next term: Трахни тебя (pronounced: poshyol ty), and it means: fuck you (omg i hate writing swears bc lev is involved and he is BABY I CANNOT-)

okay but alisa and lev are most likely parting ways early in the morning, and he is going to a summer week camp for vb practice (w the boys ayyy) omg i hate myself so much

but like, she probably wants to say something along the lines of “i love you” but she ends up saying fuck you (dw, i checked and its the aggresive kind, no not the kinky aggresive just straight up like a screw you) pls i hate that im making this more awkward by the second

okay but like, hes probably leaving in the morning and shes like “poshyol ty” and he kind turns back, confused look on his face

and hes like “whats that mean????” and shes like, with a bright smile, “it means I LOVE YOU” and he repeats it a few times

and this poor bby uses this ALL the mcfreaking time now

yaku is abt to kick him? “pls stop poshyol ty”

kuroo wants to give him shit for sucking at blocking? “im sorry but dont forget poshyol ty”

omg KENMA WHEN HES MAD “kenma im so sorry youre the best pls poshyol ty”

so it probably circulates around the team, and by now all of the nekoma vbc are using this on one another ALL the time

again, its something picked up by other teams

i.e: bokuto to akaashi, hinata to kags, and it even reaches oikawa, who uses it on iwa, satori to ushijima (bye these r ships)

but finally, poor alisa thought that by saying Отыебис от меныа (pronounced: otyebis ot menya) she was saying “your presence is nice” but in reality she was saying “get the fuck away from me”

omg pls this is so terrible someone tell her-

but like anyways, when she says it so him, its when hes upset bc the whole team is upset at him bc he almost made the team lose

aka putting them at risk for his shitty blocking skills

and hes like “no one likes me, no one wants to be around me”

and alisa is like: “hey, otyebis ot menya, and if its from me, they even appreciate you too :)”

and he asks her to explain the meaning to him and shes like “it means i appreciate your presence”

and so he cheers up, and goes to practice the next day

and he apologises to everyone and then goes, “as much as i suck otyebis ot menya”

like ????? and everyone appreciates it!! like >.< omg i hate this

but in general, another phrase that spreads like wildfire!!

at this point, everyone thinks hes a sweetheart (and dumbass) whos using loving terms with his team and friends!!

now, onto the “swear words”

which, in reality, are words/phrases with positive meanings :(

ah i really hope someone tells everyone wassup w these terms

but, lets start w this beautiful term: Я верю в тебя (pronounced: ya veryu v tebya)

this means: i believe in you (and reader, i believe in you, you can do anything you put your mind as long as it doesnt harm you or anyone)

but anyways, this is probably a term that slips out during a fight btwn the two siblings

is it weird that i cant imagine them fighting often, or at all-

okay anyways, back to the hc

theyre probably fighting about how lev left his dirty laundry in the br after the shower, or how he left his dishes on the dining table and how he isnt necessarily cleaning up after himself

and shes tired of it, so she starts yelling at him

and shes like “oh my god! youre so useless! veryu v tebya”

and he kinda stops saying anything back and stares at her c o n f u s e d

and shes like ?? whatre you looking so lost for

and hes like, what does that mean

and shes like, it means that you arent capable of anything.

so this poor boy thinks that the term “i believe in you” now means “you arent capable of anything”

when kenma, kuroo, and yaku treat him a little meaner on a bad day, he’ll be sure to mumble it under his breathe

when he blocks hinata’s spike, hes sure to yell it out proudly, and everyone kinda is like ????

and so he explains what it means, and

hinata isnt phased by the fact that lev just called him incapable bc poor bby got to learn another russian phrase

and then kenma puts two and two together and realizes what levs been calling him

*insert a mad kenma*

*insert a mad kuroo*

*insert a mad yaku*

okay but srsly the whole nekoma vbc starts using this term to clown lev when he messes up!!

in reality, everyones the clown bc theyre using the wrong term altogether

another term lev would learn from alisa, would be Мой милый ангел (pronounced: moy miliy angel)

and what alisa thinks it means is : you are not an angel/youre a fallen angel/youre the devil

bc like some languages dont have a term for something, so they use another term and then the word not in front of it, so alisa assumes thats what it is

so she just assumes this word is something to call someone a devil or basically imply theyre a bad person

this term slips out from alisa, when someone says a comment about lev during a game,

ooooo lets say the nekoma vs. nohebi game to make it to nationals

and someone says something along the lines of lev being a terrible blocker

from across the court

and out of nowhere

alisa is like “hes better than you! moy miliy angel”

poor bby thought she was defending her brother

okay she was but still-

you know what i mean

but anyways, everyone looks at her

and she just shrugs it off bc she doesnt owe anyone an explanation

but after the game, yaku’s younger sister brings it up in front of them

and she explains to everyone that it means a devil

and theyre all like ??

alisa saying something mean- this is new

but in her defense it was bc she was standing up for her brother

as she should-

but on a real note, lev adopts this term to roast people during plays and makes them confused hehehe their faces r funny bc they get so lost and bam nekoma scores

a term that kageyama adopts

he expands his vocab when hes mad at hinata from boke, to boke and moy miliy angel

tanaka probably uses this term on people who piss him off

imagine him saying it w his buddha face LMAO

but lastly, a term that lev would learn from alisa is Радость моя

this term is pronounced as radost moya

it means “my joy”

so, when alisa is stressing over something (maybe hw, maybe over the fact that lev keeps making a fool of himself in front of yakus sister)

she’s like muttering under her breath,

“this is gonna be the death of me, ugh why is this radost moya“

like LMAO she thinks this term means terrible, or my bad luck

no sweetie its the opposite

its just so funny, lev hears her and she explains the term

so he begins to use it all the time

and i mean ALL THE TIME

when he cant block? radost moya. when someone reminds him that he isnt the ace? radost moya.

so, when bokuto is in emo mode, lev is like radost moya, its just bl (ha if your mind went to boy-) bad luck

and bokuto is immediately out of his emo mode bc he is LEARNING a new term from his fave russian teacher uwu

but again, a term that spreads like wild fire

this is what kags calls hinata, iwa to oikawa, and semi to shirabu

overall, alisa teaching lev incorrect russian phrases, is lev teaching the whole of anyone who plays volleyball ever incorrect russian phrases

these humans look like straight up clowns

i CaNnOt emphasize how dumb they look-

basically just becomes a crack fest

bonus (kinda-):

lev, kenma, kuroo, tsuki, kags, akaashi, bokuto, yams, and yaku all went to the fish market one day

they all witness kuroo, bokuto, lev and hinata do something stupid with their shared one brain cell

so, naturally, the others flame them in russian

and someone nearby is like

“aww its so sweet you believe them,, your friendship is so cute“

queue the whole crew (ugh i hate that term but its better than squad) turning to look towards lev

and BAM they all start asking this random person for translations on stuff

they all look so shocked and mad and sad

*insert a mad kenma*

*insert tsuki mocking everyone*

just funNy stuff hahahaha

okay imma head out bc wtf did i just write-

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jyndor · 4 years ago

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paul krugman and the art of doubling down on shitty takes

so on september 11th, famed nyt editorial writer, keynesian economist and fave of your racist liberal uncle, paul krugman, wrote one of the shittiest takes I have ever seen on twitter, which is SAYING SOMETHING.

krugman famously tweeted this:

and got a million virtual shoes thrown at him for being so ignorant, because anti-muslim hate crimes did actually escalate after 9/11, and the bush administration eagerly fanned the flames of islamophobia in order to make their illegal wars in afghanistan and iraq popular with the public. muslims, sikhs, indians, literally anyone vaguely brown, and lots of black ppl too, were terrorized by their neighbors, (former) friends, classmates, coworkers, etc. and anyone with a muslim friend knows this happened because they've told us about it. and these attacks were reported on. they were, I remember reading about them when I was a kid.

(paul krugman works for the new york fucking times, and while I think the nyt is warmongering centrist garbage, they do actually report on things that happen in the world. he writes editorials for them, surely he reads the damn paper once in a while).

so today, I log on to twitter and see he has decided not to apologize, but rather do the ol' double down, which always works out well.

here are some highlights:

okay so first thing's first, no apology (obviously) since this is a double down. but we got a chart, and liberals do love a good chart when they are being racist and ahistorical.

he admits that the chart is actually inaccurate because it excludes all the other victims of anti-muslim hate crimes who weren't actually muslim (read: the innocents). okay. so already he is losing credibility because he is using an inaccurate chart as the basis of his double down, and really, we love to see it.

after this there's some shit about how he didn't say there wasn't an outbreak of white americans attacking muslims and people mistaken for muslims, but rather that it could have been worse. lol well anything can be worse than it was, as 2020 has taught us. it’s a pedantic mess and I didn’t feel like that was the meat of the double down.

so first off, the iraq war was definitely started for many reasons, but islamophobia was part of it. the bush administration wanted to invade iraq and depose saddam hussein, and steal iraq’s oil for multinational oil companies lbr, and so they exploited americans’ fears about muslims by propagandizing about how it was important for us to attack them over there before they attacked us over here with their weapons of mass destruction, and of course they would attack us over here if given the chance. why? because they hate our way of life here, our freedom. those things were LITERALLY said by bush people and also by their stans at fox news and the wsj, and yes, in the editorial pages at the nyt.

so to someone like paul krugman, who knows lots of conservatives who don’t seem racist, or are educated and distinguished and just... like war? idk but to him, he sees people like them and says, well... they’re not like uneducated filthy poors in west virginia, not that kind of racist.

but what he doesn’t get, or he is being deliberately obtuse about, is that in order for the bush people to dehumanize muslims the way they did, they had to personally place less value on the lives of iraqis than on the value of that sweet crude oil. they were willing to go to war, sacrifice hundreds of thousands of civilians in the process (as well as thousands of american soldiers, but this isn’t about them) because they didn’t see them as anything but collateral damage. and that is fucking racist.

and while I have no interest in playing the “which racist is worse” game, when the west virginia uneducated racist endangers those around them, the politician rich harvard educated racist writes policy and lies us into illegal wars that endanger millions. both are bad, both are racist.

and by the way, him “sticking his neck out” to speak up against going to iraq was brave and necessary, especially because the nyt was pushing the invasion. but when you put it like that... you just sound like a tool. like it was a burden to call out the liars and imperialists. bitch, you’re paul krugman, a nobel laureate and renowned economist. I do not want to discount the IMMENSE pressure and blacklisting that opponents of the bush administration experienced, because showing any opposition to the wars at the time was risky. but idk the way he put that just irked me, especially since he didn’t even lose his job like many in the media did when they spoke up.

usually what liberals do when they fuck up publically is a fake ass apology and a few hail marys, and I assumed he would be on twitter begging for forgiveness on this one since his garbage take went so viral and pissed off so many people. and of course was wrong.

but then he does this:

yeah. your eyes are not deceiving you. that chart is measuring anti-black, anti-lgbtq and anti-”islamic” (lmao who says that bro just say anti-muslim or islamophobic) hate crimes. shut up leftist twitter, black people have it worse than muslims according to my inaccurate chart. so stop attacking me, a rich white man who doesn’t really care about anything other than my reputation.

there is a lot to unpack here, namely that paul krugman is using faux concern for black people as a way to deflect from his shitty ahistorical take about how much restraint white americans showed after 9/11 towards muslims. maybe krugman doesn’t know any black muslims, but they exist. also oppression olympics is stupid even when used by well meaning essentialists, let alone by milquetoast academics.

not to mention that he has already discounted his own shitty chart by saying it doesn’t show the full picture of what happened in these anti-muslim attacks. but even if we take this chart seriously, it actually does not really support his point. look at how many more hate crimes there were against muslims in 2001 than there were in 2000. there are significantly more black people than muslims in the united states. I am not good at math, and surely I am no nobel laureate, but it seems to me that hate crimes against black people increased a little, and hate crimes against muslims increased a lot. and this chart only takes into account three years, and only two of which are post-9/11. so... idk man maybe we should look at what happened in, say, 2003? 2004? how about all of the 2000s?

(source: https://www.pri.org/stories/2016-09-12/data-hate-crimes-against-muslims-increased-after-911)

oh, that is actually pretty consistently bad! yes, there was one spike in 2001/2002, but it isn’t like we went back down to pre-9/11 numbers afterwards. and I am not sure if this information includes non-muslims targeted for “looking muslim” but I would say it is unlikely, since the data seem pretty similar to krugman’s olympic shit.

I am not writing this because paul krugman is particularly shit-for-brains, or because I hate him more than like... idk any other moron on twitter. there were plenty of anti-muslim takes on twitter friday like there are every 9/11, and every day. but krugman is actually someone liberals respect. he is, after all, a nobel laureate and a keynesian economist, and fairly mild mannered. when people in the media like krugman write these ahistorical shitty takes they are, as chomsky wrote, MANUFACTURING CONSENT. it is a deliberate tactic, and it works. and if you want to learn more about this theory, check out this short clip by al jazeera narrated by amy goodman (of democracy now). the media manufactured american consent when they pushed the wars. they continue to do so when they try to rewrite george bush’s history by making trump seem uniquely terrible to muslims.

elites in the press and in government have been trying to whitewash and rehabilitate george bush’s reputation for YEARS, and they are succeeding. and why would they want to do that? well, there are a lot of reasons. one, a lot of people in washington are complicit in bush’s crimes. two, democrats think they need to appeal to moderate republicans (lol) in order to win elections, and I guess they think there are moderate republicans left (lol!), and that those moderate republicans like george bush (LOLLL). three, they want to make trump look uniquely terrible. if they do that, then no one but trump needs to be held to account for his government’s failings. but these are just my speculation.

do not let them rehabilitate george bush any further than they have. it is a fucking shame he will never be held to account for war crimes, but an extra slap in the face to all of his victims when we act like he didn’t do things he did. like stoke anti-muslim hate. he invaded muslim countries with a smile on his face, and that is pretty fucking hateful.

paul krugman doubled down and tried to use Black Lives Matter like a human fucking shield. seems a bit racist imo.

#paul krugman #islamophobia #racism #war #imperialism #anti-blackness #fuck this guy i stg

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inevitably-johnlocked · 6 years ago

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Do you know any fics with 3g moments where Sherlock gets hurt instead of John?

Hi Lovely!!

Ahh, I don’t have anything necessarily 3G, but I have a lot of Sherlock Whump so we’ll just classify it all in the same blurb, LOL.

SHERLOCK IS SICK / HURT (WHUMP)

See also:

Doctor / Caretaker John

Doctor / Caretaker John Pt. 2

Promise of Sussex by LittleLongHairedOutlaw (T, 705 w. || First Person POV Sherlock, Sherlock Whump, Angst, Pining, Ambiguous Ending) – John tries to keep Sherlock conscious after he’s been shot on a case.

Concussions And Good Old Fashioned Awkwardness by Belldere (K+, 894 w. || Humour, Hospitals, Mild John Whump, Misunderstandings, Platonic Relationship, Concussions, Not-Gay John, Possessive Sherlock) – When John lands himself in hospital… again, all he wants is to just get out of there as soon as possible, too bad his doctor has other ideas about where John may be getting his injuries. Good thing concussions make everything strangely funnier.

Usefulness of Having Friends by ObservationofTrifles (K, 1,052 w. || Friendship) – Sherlock is sick and John is bringing him to the doctor’s. On the way there in the tram, John decides to play a deduction game to cheer Sherlock up.

Idiot by Anesthesiologist (T, 1,229 w. || Hurt/Comfort, Friendship, Alternate TGG / Explosion, BAMF John, Sherlock Whump, Inner Monologue, John Saves Sherlock, POV Sherlock) – What the heck happened? He remembered the pool and Moriarty, but then what? Had he been dying?

Giveaway Fic #9 - Angsty Sick Fic/Sherlock is Sick by ConsultingPurplePants (T, 1,734 || Hypothermia, Love Declarations) – The next time he awakens is even more chaotic. Two doctors are shouting at each other in the corner, and John is holding his hand so tightly Sherlock is worried he’ll break it. Part 9 of 1000 Tumblr Followers Giveaway Fics

Quite Contrary by Hollyesque (T, 1,805 w. || HLV Fic, Sherlock Whump / After Mary Shot Sherlock, Hallucinations / Flashbacks / PTSD, Hospitalization, Hurt/Comfort, Lestrade POV, ) – A short one-shot, alternate scene to Greg’s hospital visit in HLV. Instead of Sherlock disappearing, Greg is faced with an unexpected reaction to a hospitalized Sherlock and winds up figuring out something that he really would have rather not known.

BBCSH ‘Poor Mary’ by tigersilver (M, 1,839 w.|| HLV Fic, Canon Compliant, Sherlock Whump / Mary Shot Sherlock, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Pining Sherlock, Hospitalization, Missing Scene, Sherlock POV) – As the tin says above, this is a missing scene, set directly after Sherlock awakens in hospital after having been shot by his best mate’s wife. Minor angst, some pining, nothing nasty; please don’t be alarmed unduly.

Crisis Averted by Spartangal22 (T, 2,188 w. || HLV Fic, Missing Scene After Confronting Mary, Canon Compliant, Sherlock Whump / Mary Shot Sherlock, Family / Friendship, Hospitalization, Sherlock POV, Holmes Brothers) – Lying in the hospital, Sherlock receives some surprising visitors, and manages to deal with two problems he’s been having lately. A missing scene from HLV about a formal introduction that was never made and a visit that was never shown.

Love Hurts by Grac3 (T, 2,215 w.|| Magical Realism, Pining Sherlock, One-Sided Pining / URT, Sherlock / John Whump, Angst, Ambiguous Ending) – In a world where someone’s physical injuries manifest themselves on the person who is in love with them, John didn’t think that there would ever be anyone who was willing to risk falling in love with him - until he got shot on a case, and it didn’t hurt. Unrequited Johnlock.

Q 1 HR by StillWaters1 (K+, 2,234 w. || Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Sick John, Fluff, New Year’s Eve) – On New Year’s Eve, Sherlock discovers that sometimes it’s the seemingly innocuous, rather than life-threatening, conditions that can keep John from The Work. And John is reminded just how deeply their friendship runs.

In My Life (and dreams, you take my breath away) by Nina36 (NR, 2,847 w. || Post-TRF/TEH, Angst, Pining Sherlock) – The first time he had dreamt about John he had been in Peru. He had been “dead” a little over a month, squatting in a tiny rented room, the heat and the stains on the walls making him slightly claustrophobic. It had been a nice dream: John and he eating take away Chinese in their kitchen, a song coming from Mrs. Hudson’s radio downstairs, something about friends and lovers and how no one compared with him, his mind supplied in his dream.

The Rational Machine by Solstice Zero (K, 2,924 w. || Hurt / Comfort, Malnourishment / Fainting, Doctor / Minder John) – Sherlock passes out. John muses on the reasons why. Containing an absorbing case, two bags of shopping, and a few apples.

Entanglement by orphan_account (G, 3,218 w. || Pining, Confessions) - On Christmas Eve, snow covers London, John visits Harry, and Sherlock and Mrs. Hudson untangle some knots.

Five Times John Cooked Something with Peas and One First Kiss by 221b_careful_what_you_wish_for (T, 3,915 w. || 5 and Ones, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Cooking / Food, Sick Sherlock, Music, Domestic Fluff, First Kiss) – After John cooks five dinners that slowly reveal their hunger for each other, Sherlock and John finally share a first kiss.

Welcome Home, John by slashscribe (G, 5,504 w. || Post-S3, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Awkwardness, Stabbed Sherlock, Protective Sherlock, Panic Attack (Sherlock), Self Esteem Issues, Love Confessions, First Kiss) – When John moves back to 221B, he thinks he’s the broken one, but after a while, it becomes clear that he might not be correct.

The Dying Detective Remix by SailorChibi (K, 6,563 w. || Friendship & Family) – No one hates admitting illness or wounds more than Sherlock… perhaps that’s why no one believes him when he actually gets sick. Fortunately, when he can’t do it himself any longer, John and Lestrade are there to pick up the slack. Features Paternal!Lestrade and Gen John and Sherlock. One-shot.

Until I See the Sun by Vintage Tea Party (T, 8,194 w. || Nightmares, Mild Whump, Friendship, Mild Violence, Angst) – After a particularly dangerous case, John suffers from night terrors. Will Sherlock be able to comfort him? Will he be able to find out what is really troubling John?

Incapacitation by Cumberbatch Critter (T, 9,424 w. || Hurt / Comfort, Friendship, Sick Sherlock, Doctor John, Appendicitis) – The doctor had just asked how bad the pain was when the pain spiked. Sherlock’s initial response was a gasp that evolved into a whimper. “Ten,” he gasped. “Ten…”

I See You Through by belovedmuerto (T, 12,078 w. || Psychic AU || Empath John, Alternate TGG, Whump, Nightmares, Bedsharing, Slow Burn, Pre-Slash) –John has never asked Sherlock about his past, his childhood, the reason he quails in lonely misery almost every time he sees his brother. He’s never needed to. Part 2 of An Experiment in Empathy

First Response by Arwen Jade Kenobi (T, 13,516 w. || Hurt/Comfort, Friendship, Five and Ones, Whump / Injury) – Five times John had to perform first aid on Sherlock and one time Sherlock had to perform it on John.

I Will Take Care Of You by SailorChibi (T, 16,664 w. || Hurt/Comfort, Sick Sherlock, BAMF John, BAMF Lestrade, Reunion Fic) – Two years after Sherlock’s death, John comes to find him on the sofa. Wounded and ill, Sherlock is convinced he’s hallucinating and refuses to share any details about Moran or the fact that Mycroft has been compromised. That doesn’t stop John from stepping up and taking care of the last of Moriarty’s web, BAMF-style.

Checkmate to a Castled King by LaSuen (T, 18,290 w. || Friendship, Hurt / Comfort, Sick Sherlock) - John dies. Or at least everyone thinks he does. (REVERSE-TRF, FAVE)

Another Auld Lang Syne by DiscordantWords (M, 30,234 w. || Post S4, Mutual Pining, Alternating POV, Introspection, Parentlock, Christmas, New Year’s, First Kiss, Past Drug Use, Angst with Happy Ending, Drinking, Sherlock Whump) – There had been years of missed chances.

The Kissing Disease by cottonballz_of_death (E, 30,856 || Sickfic, Angst with Happy Ending, Case Fic, Self-Harm, Slow Burn, Jealous Sherlock, Body Image Issues, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional H/C, POV Sherlock, Oral / Anal, Thong, Frottage) – John brings home a boyfriend, shocking Sherlock, who long ago gave up hope that his straight flatmate would ever take a romantic interest in him. In a bid to reconnect with John, he tries to infect himself with a “harmless” virus. Neither of them is prepared for the emotional fallout that results.

Our Enthusiasms Which Cannot Always Be Explained by withoutawish (M, 32,961 w. || Christmas, Fluff and Angst, H/C, Post-TRF, Case Fic, Mild Gore, Sherlock Whump) – The list that is tacked haphazardly on the refrigerator of 221B reads, ‘Kidney(s), and/or a full cadaver (preferably male, late 30s, under six feet tall), bag of fresh toes, sixteen cow’s eyes (corneas retained), dual exhaust hand –held flame thrower, an unopened first edition copy of Joseph Conrad’s 'Heart of Darkness’, and no less than ten abhorrently gruesome murders in the upcoming month.” The one neatly hanging next to it simply reads, “Sex.” One of these lists is not John Watson’s. If John Watson were to put what he really wanted in list form, to live in a land somewhere beyond ‘almosts’ now that Sherlock Holmes has indeed returned to him, he would never be able to look his flatmate in the eye ever again.

Electric Pink Hand Grenade by BeautifulFiction (E, 67,718 w. || First Time / Kiss, Seizures, Headaches) – “If Sherlock’s brain is a hard drive, then these attacks are an electro-magnetic pulse.” Sherlock Holmes does not do anything by half, not even a migraine. It falls to John to witness one of the greatest minds he has ever known tear itself apart, and he must do his best to help Sherlock pick up the pieces.

Summit Fever by J_Baillier (M, 78,802 w. || Mountain Climber AU || POV John, Angst, Tragedy, Suicidal Ideation, The Himalayas, Mountain Guide / Doctor John, Mount Climber Sherlock, Loneliness, Drama, Suspense, Slow Burn, Injured Sherlock / Sherlock Whump, Pining John) – After graduating from medical school, John Watson followed his heart to the Himalayas. Ten years later, he’s a haunted cynic working for his ex-lover’s trekking and mountaineering company. Will leading an expedition to Annapurna I—the most lethal of all the world’s highest mountains—shake John out of his reverie, and who is the mystery client added to the group at the last minute?

To Light Another’s Path by BeautifulFiction (E, 128,654 w. || Post-TGG, Sick Fic, Hurt/Comfort, Drug Addiction / Recreational Drug Use, First Time / Kiss, Case Fic) – Teaching John to observe seems to be a losing battle, but when Sherlock falls ill and submits himself to John’s care, will he realise that there is more to life than the science of deduction? Meanwhile, there is a murder to solve, and John must try and convince Sherlock not to sacrifice his own health for the sake of the case.

#steph replies #johnlock fic recs #my fic recs #sherlock whump #reverse 3g #ramblingsofabrokenbrain

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terribleben10opinions · 5 years ago

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The ultimate alien review part 1

You all knew it was coming, I’m ranking the UAF ultimate aliens however, unlike all of my other posts where I just scream and make up rules as I go on what is bullshit and what isn’t, I’m gonna make actual criteria scores. There is 3 places the ultimate aliens will get scored on, 1. How much better the fight scenes get because of the ultimateification, the whole point of ultimate aliens is to show off lit fights with powered up aliens so obvs you gotta get points here, aliens can score a possible 4/4 points for this. The second score area is how FUCKING SWEET IT IS, this is very similar to the first point but imagine it’s the less mature version of it, so on paper how cool does the alien now look this will be scored out of 3. Finally the final piece, the melancholy score, this is a weird one I fully admit but despite how cool ultimate aliens are I always had a weird feeling about them, it’d be like making your dog a teenage mutant terminator dog, sure it’s cool but also you’ve perverted it’s DNA and form possibly to an unrecognizable state just so it can be a better and stronger fighter, a living weapon. The melancholy area is scored out of 2. With that all sorted out lets begin in order.

Ultimate Humungousaur

Fight improvement: 3/4

FUCKING SWEET: 3/3

Melancholy: 1/2

Overall score: 7/9

Ultimate humungousaur is fucking ridiculous in all the best ways, there's absolutely no need for a giant spiked turtle shell, no reason for a mace on his tail and no science behind his GUN HANDS but that's the beauty of him, he’s just over the top and it’s great. I think the only ways to really improve him for me would be to use his shell more as an offensive weapon like have him retract in there and do a spinny thing (or get rid of the spikes, I wouldn’t dock points for that) and to give him the omniverse head and metal tubes around his body to make it more apparent how high the cost that having guns for hands really is just to boost up the melancholy feeling.

Also for your viewing pleasure: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0DoQVTyjRNA

Ultimate Swampfire

Fight improvement: 3/4

FUCKING SWEET: 3/3

Melancholy: 2/2

Total score: 8/9

If it wasn’t apparent from me making an entire post about this guy I love ultimate swamp fire and think he’s probably the best ultimate alien there is. I already went over how him going from having bright greens and reds and yellows to having dead brown wood covering 90% of him, blue napalm goo covering the last 10% and the fact that he’s honestly unrecognizable as Swampfire meaning that returning to his own species would probably result in his at worst, murder and at best, permanent shunning really anchors in that SAD feeling so lets talk fights.

His bulky design just says power and the blue flames and sound effects they use for it really cements that in, my only complaint is that when he runs he looks STUPID, I would’ve preferred him lumber and be a bit like the terminator or Jason Voorhees as this unstoppable monster that slowly comes at you and will destroy you. Awesome design and execution

Ultimate Spidermonkey

Fight improvement: 4/4

FUCKING SWEET: 2/3

Melancholy: 1/2

Total score: 7/9

This guy right here redeemed Spidermonkey for me, rather than feeling like tiny nuisance for the bad guys he felt like this huge agile monster. I love how his jaw splits for the web to come out and how his spider legs just LAUNCH him everywhere. Also those spider legs make him have more from above attacks which hardcore improves the fighting. I do see that he should probably get a 2/2 on the melancholy scale as again he's unrecognizable as a spidermoneky but because I see chimps and gorillas in the same animal group my own chimp brain still recognizes him as a monkey even if his species wouldn’t. Another sick design and I love how this one is simple but works well.

Ultimate Big Chill

Fight improvement: 1/4

FUCKING SWEET: 2/3

Melancholy: 1/2

4/9

Okay I like Ultimate big chill but really talk he’s just a echo fighter of big chill, a nice one though! I love the reds for this character we’re so used to seeing as blue, he’s very aesthetically pleasing and seeing him breath fire is lit (hee hee) but really they couldn’t do anything else? Maybe have him shoot the flames into the sky and make hail/snow for cover? Or even give him a fire trail while he flies. I like his design but also recognize that he’s p lazy. If i where making him I would’ve made him black on the outside to enhance his ominous outside feeling but keep the inside red to contrast it, I would also make it so his fire breath also blew strong winds to be able to knock enemies back and give his attacks more weight.

Ultimate Echo echo

Fight improvement: 2/4

FUCKING SWEET: 3/3

Melancholy: 2/2

Total score 6/9

Ultimate Echo echo is a good one, it makes a normally dorky alien actually look intimidating and imposing and he had some crazy impressive feats like CRUSHING ultimate Kevin. Getting the bad stuff out of the way I think that Ultimate Echo echo makes the fights look cooler but mechanically they’re pretty much the same, Ben makes a bunch of sound creating duplicates and/or screams and beats the competition the only real difference being that Ultimate Echo echo is stronger and can fly meaning he can do some superman shit. Where echo echo makes up for this is the brutal and more robotic fights, Ultimate echo echo has his melancholy and fucking sweet hand in hand. I think objectively Ben ripping a piece of himself off and hucking it at a bad guy is more serious and sick gnarly then him making another cute boy to fight with him and it highlights this lonely ultimate echo echo gives off, he was once surrounded by tens or hundreds but now he alone. Even ultimate echo echo’s voice gives off this isolated quality as any touch of emotion is gone its just the logic behind the words. He's haunting and brutal and another one of my faves.

#ben 10 #ben 10 ultimate alien #ben 10 alien force #ben 10 omniverse #echo echo #swampfire #big chill #spidermonkey #humungousaur

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theclacks · 7 years ago

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Buffy Season 7 Thoughts

Current Emotional State:

So yeah. That is it. After starting in March 2017 (thanks to the 20th anniversary), I officially finished the series Jan 1st 2018.

And hooboy. Straight out the gate, I’d say it its now in my top three shows of all time (i.e. Doctor Who, Stargate, and BtVS). That’s right. It beat out ATLA. (Sorry ATLA but you never ripped my heart out like the others.)

IDK, a part of me is still kind of like “why did it take me this long to watch this show” and another part is glad, because I watched DW, SG1, and ATLA all around the same year or two of my life, and to get completely walloped by something a decade later... well it’s wonderful. Completely and truly wonderful.

BtVS & AtS Recap Master Post located here

So, starting with predictions that I made during my S6 recap...

On predictions that I made during my S6 recap:

- Spike comes back to Sunnydale and becomes tentative friendship bros with Buffy with continual underlying UST that’s never resolved again because of the attempted rape and also because none of my ships can ever be happy It was resolved. It was fucking resolved. I don’t care that they never kissed on screen and Spike didn’t believe Buffy when she said she loved him (still crying forever, Spike you idiot), there was a confession. And even before that, Buffy telling Spike that she believed in him, and that she wasn’t ready for him to leave, and sleeping beside him for those final nights. THAT WAS MORE THAN I’D EVER BEEN EXPECTING. IT WAS BEAUTIFUL (NO CHECK AND I’M HAPPY FOR IT)

- Dawn and Spike eventually work through his attempted rape and become bros again Yeah, their relationship went up in flames (NO CHECK)

- Dawn takes a level in badassery, will fight things Aside from the first episode or two when Buffy’s giving her training, Dawn pretty much got shafted when the potentials arrived (NO CHECK)

- Buffy’s perma-death/rebirth will be addressed re: slayer chain of dead slayers leading to new slayer (CHECK... SORT OF?)

- Anya stays a vengeance demon because fuck Xander (NO CHECK)

- Willow finds a happy place between using no magic whatsoever and trying to fry the earth (CHECK)

- Giles hangs out in Sunnydale again because Giles (CHECK)

- Anya stays in command of the magic shop because it’s her magic shop… even though Willow kind of destroyed it She stayed in command but the other characters stopped visiting, so... (CHECK?)

- Clem continues to have cameos because he’s Clem and he’s awesome (HELLA CHECK)

On Spuffy:

I’ve written enough about these two in my earlier posts. I might make a completely separate post where I talk gush about their development over the course of the series but yeah. In this post, all I’ll say is that I thought Seeing Red would be the official end to their relationship. I thought even with the soul, their connection would be like a giant white elephant that’d never be directly addressed again... and then I got S7, aka the giant, canon, hurt/comfort fic.

Also, I didn’t cry during Chosen, but “No, you don’t. But thanks for saying” kept playing through my head over and over and over again, gutting my heart into numbness, and then sometime during the next day, it morphed into “Quite right, too” and I was so confused, thinking where did that dialogue come from, and then I remembered:

And it’s ridiculously bizarre, since Doctor Who’s Doomsday has been a traumatic thing that’s been a scar on my heart for the last decade, so I naturally think of it as the older, original traumatic “I love you” DENIED scene, but then I look at when Chosen actually aired and Chosen came out first? So if anything Doctor Who cribbed off Buffy? (And both cribbed off Star Wars and “I know” but that one doesn’t count because there wasn’t actually a failure to communicate between Hans and Leia, just Hans being Hans.)

Oh, and then the day after I watched Chosen, as I was getting ready in the morning, I made the mistake of listening to Sarah Brown Eyes which is about a guy reminiscing about the first time he met the love of his life after she’s already died. And then the song ends with “come, let’s dance” and there’s a sad instrumental section and I STARTED BAWLING. STRAIGHT OUT BAWLING.

So, thanks BtVS for that. I haven’t done that for a fictional couple since 2008. I appreciated the jump start to my heart.

Okay, officially moving on.

On Andrew:

AKA the best reoccuring character. I loved his arc in this season, going from a comic puppet of the first evil to a still-comic, yet emotionally redemptive who can’t hide behind “i was just following other people/didn’t know better”. He was the best, and Storyteller was one of my favorite episodes

On Buffy’s relationship with Giles:

I really wish they’d had the time to wrap a bow on this, but I can understand why they didn’t. As it is, their relationship kind of ended in Lies My Parents Told Me with Buffy shutting the door on him and his tendency to decide what’s best for her. But I’m not sure they held to that? Or rather, in Chosen it was kind of back to situation normal re: Willow, Xander, Giles, and Buffy being in the final pow-wow together. Either way, I liked that Buffy stood up for herself, that Giles was finally acknowledged as fallible as opposed to the savior woosh he got at the end of S6.

On Anya, Willow, and Xander:

I feel like the three of them got kind of shafted this season? Xander didn’t really have an arc or purpose other than “fix Summers house when monsters break it”. Oh, and his convo with Dawn in Potential. I really did like the episode Potential... I just wish the whole “you still have purpose” extended past the boundaries of that episode? Which honestly is the subject of another post I’ll write, entitled Xander vs Sokka: Giving Purpose to the Powerless.

And then yeah, Willow intentionally stayed on the backburner for the majority of the season (her best moments were in AtS), and Anya... oh Anya. I understand why she was un-Vengeance Demon-fied, but I still wish she’d stayed a Vengance Demon. Mostly because as soon as she lost her powers, the show for the most part ignored her.

Which is a crime.

Actually...

On Anya specifically:

I’m gonna let some time pass before I do a “thoughts on BtVS as a whole”, but I want to say right now. Anya was my favorite surprise of the series. Every other character or major, major plot development, I’d been warned, or hinted, or inadvertently spoiled for.

Anya (aside from her name) was a complete unknown. When she appeared in S3 as Anyanka the Vengeance Demon, I thought... no, that can’t be “Anya the eventually reoccuring character.” And then she was. And was amazing. And continued to be amazing for the next four seasons.

I love Anya. She is everything I aspire to in life.

Now that I’ve talked about minute character stuff, let’s go to major S7 plot stuff:

On the Potentials:

Honestly, everything I’m gonna say is not groundbreaking thoughts re: fandom. I actually liked the potentials, but I didn’t like how there were so many of them, and how some of their actress were not that great. I didn’t like how Chao Ahn was the one who couldn’t speak English and was the butt of language jokes. They could’ve easily had a French or German-speaking potential.

On the First Evil and other villains:

The mark of a great villain (for me) is how much they reflect and/or personally tie in with the heroes. It’s why Angelus remains my number one fave BtVS villain (and why S2 is still my favorite season from a plot standpoint). It’s why I’m still super pissed that Maggie Walsh (unpowered, rigid, military-backed, older woman to Buffy’s powered, improvisational, rogue, younger self) was killed off in favor of Adam (generic evil dude)... even though I now understand it was because of behind the scenes actor stuff.

So yeah. I started off with high hopes re: the First Evil... and then got let down a bit when psychological enemy was pushed aside in favor of the Turok-han and then later Caleb. Though, honestly, I was more fine with the Turok-han than I was with Caleb. Caleb was... meh. (Sorry, Nathan Fillion.) If I had to guess, I’d say the writers couldn’t think of a good way to keep the First a constant threat without relying on minions that could physically attack the heroes. IDK.

On Spike’s soul:

Once again, this is a topic I’ve talked about before in my per episode recaps, but overall, I really like how they ended up handling it. It makes sense that he’d more easily adapt to it and wouldn’t do an abrupt personality shift like Angel because he voluntarily got his. I still hold to my S6 theory, that (if it hadn’t been for the First tormenting him) he could’ve returned to Sunnydale with no one (except Anya) being the wiser.

BUT! At the same time, it did make him a lot more mellow and self-reflective. Gave him self-doubt as well. And Get It Done and Lies My Parents Told Me were excellent episodes that showcased that.

On Sunnydale getting sucked into crater, Buffy being one of thousands of Slayers, and ending the show with a “well, what happens now”/“possibly anything” kind of feel:

I loved it. It was a great ending. And together with Spike coming back in AtS, and the comics, and whatever, it makes for a ending that fans can play around with however they want. It’s an amazing launching point for new stories, and honestly...

I’d take that open ending over a 19-years-later, “All was well”, ship-killing epilogue any day.

So... thanks, BtVS. It was one hell of a ride.

(PS: If you liked these thought posts and wanna see more inner workings of my mind, my current BtVS fanfic is over here.)

#btvs #buffy the vampire slayer #buffy #buffy meta #/////#clacks from theclacks

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captainshyguy · 7 years ago

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like ok im gonna make a list of pixls from least used to most used by me excluding tippi and tiptron bc they’re out all the time and tippi had that amazing story so

it’s not a like least fave pixl to fave list bc i have a ton more factors that would play into who’s my fave

11. Barry

couldn’t really get the hang of him, primarily defensive, does the least damage, hard to time right, useful if you can actually use him though i dont think i ever used him aside from when i first got him oop

10. Piccolo

i used her for the underchomp battle but besides that she doesnt really have a practical use, i know she can cure curses (which does come in handy in a room of cursyas) but i didn’t really get cursed that much? very cute design though

9. Thudley

the thing is thudley is one of those ones that CAN be incredibly useful, it just depends on your style of playing, like he doubles damage, and pair that with bowser who has double the attack of the others, you’re doing quadruple the damage an ordinary mario jump would do, but like stopping to ground pound was not really something i was up for, i need fast!!! plus you cant damage spiked enemies with him

8. Dashell

now cosidering i was talking about going fast it’s probs a surprise dashell is here but??? i mean i didn’t get him till post game, and his only thing is that he’s fast?? like yeah he’s faster than carrie, but carrie comes with a ton of added perks thatdhashell doesnt?? good design though, and great if you wanna go nyoom (i did still use him a bit for fun, but not that much)

7. Slim

slims a very situational pixl, like he’s there to get you in tight spaces, but the game doesnt give you too many to actually use him with asdfghj however, he can be used defnsively, if you need to take a sec to like use an item for health, you can just stand still and enemies attacks go right through, so that can be good i used him on either my first or second battle against super dimentio, probably the first bc i was probs overwhlmed by all the missles lmao

6. Fleep

now fleep is essentially useless offensively, like he can stun enemies for like a sec, but it’s not much, and actual parts of the story where you could use his other power didn’t come up much, but he did have a big sidequest thing to do, so i did use him quite a bit (and he had that section in the last chapter where he got the spotlight again so nice!)

5. Thoreau

1st pixl besides tippi!!! a good guy very good for the mimi battles, king croacus battle, 1st o chunks battle and honestly any battle where the enemy is up high so you cant jump on them (assuming you haven’t got luigi yet lmao) used him for all the things i mentioned, him and peach make a fucking great duo

4. Dottie

now dottie is like slim in a way, a more defensive pixl who helps you get in tight spaces, but i definitely used her more, because whilst using her, you arent invincible to attacks, she’s invaluable in the pits of 100 trials if you’re patient, bc when you’re small?? enemies literally cannot see you, so enemies with projectiles wont be hurting you at all bc they wont be firing, great to use with luigi or bowser (didnt use her much outside of the pits, but the pits were a LOT so)

3. Boomer

i used boomer a LOT until i got a certain pixl, so many uses, flipping switches, blowing up brick blocks, blowing up enemies you cant jump on/throw with thoreau, great early game pixl, potentially great late game pixl if that’s your fighting style, reliable, not too much delay/recover time either! also the only way to deal with shlorps and shlurps

2. Cudge

EXCELLENT PIXL i literally used him and number 1 p much 99% of the time, virtually no delay when hammering shit, can do most of the stuff boomer does honestly, like smack brick blocks, hit enemies with spikes that you cant jump on (can honestly hit most enemies in general) hammer makes a satisfying thwomping sound, very fun, effective, reliable and useful!

1. Carrie

ABSOLUTE BEST PIXL and i’ll tell you why:

can float on water, very fast (not as fast as dashell but makes up for it in literally every other way) can jump on top of spiky enemies, (and any enemy that you cant usual jump on, like piranha plants) so can essentially kill p much any enemy (besides stuff like dry bones, shlurps/shlorps and cursyas) nice satisfying noise when riding on her, can glide across spikes with ease, excellent with bowser, lets him use flames whilst jumping, and makes up for his lack of speed/jump, incredibly deadly combo, good with luigi too because she stops him slipping and sliding all over the place, (which is good bc i use luigi the most post game) incredibly fun, deadly, super reliable and effective 100% MOST USEFUL

this is a most usefly list but like besides tippi, carrie and cudge still are my faves overall too bc i love their designs and personalities

#emma rambles #super paper mario #mario #pixls #thoreau #boomer #slim #carrie #fleep #carrie and cudge are my fave pixls to use so im like yes #dottie #barry #dashell #piccolo #thudley

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queerofcups · 7 years ago

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a-z for the fanfic asks!

Well Nonzinga, some of these require you to name a specific fic, but I’ll answer all the ones I can, yeah? You or whoever are totes welcome to ask about individual fics. If you’re wondering what’s under the read more, its mostly me gushing about super talented writers and blathering about fic tropes that i like a lot or don’t like a lot.

A: How did you come up with the title to [insert fic]?The answer for all of them (except unashamed, wide open for joy which is a line from allen ginsberg’s sphincter) is from a song, that I try to name within the authors notes.

B: Any of your stories inspired by personal experience?Yeah, some of them have little nuggets of stuff that’s happened to me irl.everybody told me it was bad to do was pretty much lifted from my own shit & dramatized a bit, love me for the day has some similar relationship stuff, mostly its just little bits of dialogue and turns of phrases and what not.

C: What member do you identify with most?Danny Flames. Anxious internet former emos, man.

F: Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

I had my nephew in mind when writing this and I don’t have a ton of experience writing AAVE but I do know that I’ve seen tons of examples of people writing it badly/stereotypically so it was cool to dup into that a little bit. I don’t do a lot of dialogue just because I like it too much but that sort of back and forth dialogue can get old fast. Here’s the snippet:

G: Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?If it’s a shorter piece, usually start to finish. If its longer, out of order.

H: How would you describe your style?Uuuuuuugh, pretentious former art school kid does fandom? I think I’m a fiction writer with something of a poetic bent.

I: Do you have a guilty pleasure in fic (reading or writing)?So I’m going to interpret “guilty” to mean I often find this written problematically this but read it in fic and, shocker, its all smut: a/b/o, knotting stuff in general, mating stuff in general, size kink, feminization, humiliation, gangbangs, umm hold on there’s probably more, medkink, fics involving the phrase “just the tip” and the ensuing action where it becomes…not just the tip.

K: What’s the angstiest idea you’ve ever come up with?A realistic take on what it’d be like if they came out or their relationship in the immediate aftermath of the v-day video.

L: How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?Not…enough? Like. A half a time. Y’all have read my fic, you know I don’t review that shit enough times. It’s a terrible habit that pops up in all areas of my writing life.

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share?Sex toy reviewer Dan AU. Phil is a flirt 5 + 1.Early DnP furry ficSomething something comeplay

N: Is there a fic you wish someone else would write (or finish) for you?All of them? No, uhm, I really want to turn you were temporary, I can’t bear for you to leave into a full on fic but Nonnie, I’m tired

O: How do you begin a story–with the plot, or the characters?Plot idea

P: Are you what George R. R. Martin would call an “architect” or a “gardener”? (How much do you plan in advance, versus letting the story unfold as you go?)An architect with a green thumb. I like to have a plan, but I’m also fine letting a scene go where it goes.

Q: How do you feel about collaborations?😬 it seems like a really fun idea but I could only do it with someone who a. I was very close with and b. had a similar writing style (or was willing to be flexible). I love the idea of batting ideas back and forth and then posting whatever comes up, but actually formal co-writing makes me nervous.

R: Are there any writers (fanfic or otherwise) you consider an influence?Totally. Uhm, bexless, cimorene, sinsense, longtime_lurker and adellyna from bandom. Femmequixotic from HP. Toomuchplor from Inception. Dsudis from Generation Kill. Obstinatrix and saltandbyrne from Supernatural. Wordplay from Glee. Gyzym from like, every fandom ever. Ramonaspeaks, snsk, dizzy and cosmogeny from the phandom. I’m certain I’m missing folks.

S: Any fandom tropes you can’t resist?Mpreg, soul bonds (esp if there’s telepathy), job AUs that aren’t coffee shop AUs, a/b/o that somehow deviates from the way people write a/b/o or a/b/o with deep biological world building. Fics that really dig into sexuality as an important aspect to a characters personality rather than just a point of progression of a relationship.

T: Any fandom tropes you can’t stand?🙃 punk AUs because literally no one writes punks accurately (no one’s going to a sorority noise show wearing spikes, y’all). I do not understand what the fuck “pastel” means (its literally not a thing. how do you build a personality or narrative around someone liking to wear light colors???), plantboy/spaceboy what. what is that? what does that mean? Any kinkfic written without even the slightest bit of negotiation (or even exposition that confirms that negotiation happened). Fics that feature abuse, sexual assault, mental health issues, physical health issues I always take really hesitantly ‘cause not a lot of people handle them with care.

oh my god I fucking hate Hogwarts AUs? I hate them so passionately and its for no reason at all. HP is my forever fandom, so it makes even less sense.

U: Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.gyzym (literally so many fandoms but I know her best from inception) – gyzym just has such a distinctive writing voice. i’ve read countless fics from her in fandoms that i have no real attachcement to, just because its such a joy reading her stuff. She’s got a real mastery over balancing plot, character and voice that I envy. Fic rec: between my reflex & my resolve (but really the whole domestic ‘verse)

dsudis (I know Dira primarily from Generation Kill and writing the only Marvel fic I read) – fuck, dsudis is just so good. So much of my fave fic of theirs, Don’t You Shake Alone, happens in one characters head and I’m just locked in from the first few words. I’m just so impressed with the ways they take the trappings of the original work (GenKill is so good and so hard to watch) and turns it into this completely new thing that just makes sense, and feels so grounded in the real world. And they’re doing a similar thing with their Sam/Bucky/Steve series that I just adore. Fic rec: Don’t You Shake Alone + codas

snsk (phandom) – Nad, Naaaaad, I want Nad to come back from wherever they’ve gone so I can befriend them and also gush about their fic to their face. Ok, not to make it all about porn but sometimes (especially before the kinkmeme) writing porn in the fandom felt…shameful? Like the fandom doesn’t respond well to smut (I know, I know you might be into it but y’all i’ve got consistent percentages to back it up) and there’s so little porn just for the sake of good porn and there’s just something really gleeful and light about danandphilKINKS that felt familiar and like yes this is what fandom should feel like. And of course Letters in Bold just makes me want to scream its so good and deep and loving. Fic rec: not your fault that they hover

V: If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?The problem with this question is all of my answers are all fics that are way above my skill level, so, pass.

W: Do you like more general prompts, or more specific ones?I like specific, short prompts. When a prompt is specific and long its just like, well why don’t you write this yourself?

X: A character you enjoy making suffer & Y: A character you want to protectA plot calls for what a plot calls for. I don’t have any particular feelings about who experiences either.

Z: Major character death–do you ever write/read it? Is there a character whose death you can’t tolerate?Fuckity fuck no. I don’t fuck with major character death. I’m so strongly affected by it, there are fics in this phandom that I haven’t read, that I don’t find particularly good, but just seeing the title makes me tear up.

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