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Jaydick Twitter au part 2
#jaydick#dick grayson#jason todd#nightmare speaks#tim drake#stephanie brown#duke thomas#dc#dc comics#batfam Twitter au#batfamily#not pictured: Jasons account gets suspended#he panicked TFTHGJG
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How'd you think kiridai, haizaki, imayoshi, nash and jason would use insta? (I know it isn't popular in Japan but still)
Hanamiya Makoto
his account used to be public but he made it private after getting fed up of having to delete comments like “you scumbag you broke my friend’s ribs rot in hell” from his posts which were just cute pictures of the kiridai cat (yes i’m bringing this ancient headcanon back)
so now he only allows follows from people he knows and trusts which means literally just the kiridai team, imayoshi, maybe a couple classmates, and his mum
and then within that circle, he has the other kiridai boys on his close friends list and they’re the ones who see the stories that ‘reveal his true nature’
like hanamiya sees that someone who played against him has made a post about their journey going through shoulder rehab (no guessing who gave them their shoulder issues), so he reposts that post to his close friends story with the caption “time for a round two?”
meanwhile the posts his mum sees are just pictures of the kiridai cat or pages from some books he’s been reading recently
(n.b. hanamiya’s mum very rarely uses instagram. she only uses the account to keep up with family members, and only made it in the first place because hanamiya had just made his and she wanted to make sure he didn’t get cyberbullied.
meanwhile her son is the one who has been repeatedly suspended from instagram for bullying.)
Hara Kazuya
has a lot of accounts and if not for the fact that he has basketball and other hobbies he would be chronically online
so there’s one main account which has just a couple photos that make him look cool (a photo of him dunking, or him drumming with good lighting) and occasionally he’ll post a picture on his stories of the city under a dawn sky and a note of the time so everyone knows he’s out grinding streetball at stupid o’clock.
the main account is his only public account and he only really has it so that, if anyone (family friends, basketball players from other schools) search him up, those curated posts are all they’ll see. he only posts that occasional story in order to see if anyone’s been stalking him.
then there’s the finsta which is what he’s most active on. he posts several times a week on this account and the posts are all either 1) shitposts and memes that make little to no sense, 2) pictures of fellow kiridai members at very bad angles, or 3) photos from matches that he wants to mock, like a picture of kiyoshi’s face in agony as his knee got broken with the caption “tfw tanaka-sensei sets a pop quiz.”
and finally hara has his assortment of troll accounts, most of which he uses to pretend to be a high school girl living in the general Tokyo area so that he can catfish classmates when he’s bored.
hara has so many of these accounts that he’s created a cinematic universe of his own with elaborate storylines about the tumultuous friendships between these non-existent girls. they’ve become kiridai’s answer to d&d whenever the boys are bored.
plus these catfish accounts have now become strategic. several of the ‘girls’ are in talking stages, and even online relationships with, basketball players from other schools. this means that a) hara can get intel from the players and b) as soon as any important match comes around, he breaks up with/ghosts the guy, in the hope that it’ll make them place worse.
it goes without saying that it was hanamiya who invented this innovative technique of psychological warfare but hara’s the one who puts the hours in - to the point where it would be a little suspicious how well he can pretend to be a teen girl in love if not for the shit-eating grin on his face whenever he goes through his collection of screenshots of messages begging “her” to take them back
(sidenote - can you imagine how well okamura would fall for this?)
(i’m thinking of a yandere!okamura x catfish!hara fic…)
Furuhashi Kojiro
has two Instagram accounts
account number one is the one his teammates/family/friends follow. it’s a private account that he doesn’t use very much apart from liking friends’ posts. he has a few photos on there, but mostly photos of scenery from holidays
account number two is public, with around 10k followers. it’s completely anonymous and no one irl knows he has it. this account posts quite regularly and every post is an aesthetic picture either of his plants or what he’s baked recently. and when i say aesthetic, i mean aesthetic: the perfect warm lighting and usually some berries or something framing the centrepiece of the photo.
the captions are usually quite short and wholesome: “making melonpan can be difficult but i find the challenge refreshing” “when the days become stressful, i turn to these larch bonsai to remind myself to stand tall” “i am trying a new macaroon recipe. may it bring great riches.”
he’s also started posting some reels on this account, mostly timelapses of bread rising or plants growing etc
furu uses very few hashtags but somehow still gets super high engagement. his followers adore him and have collectively assumed he’s a fem lesbian living in the countryside somewhere with her beloved girlfriend. (furuhashi naturally never corrects anyone because he wants to keep it anonymous.) the comments are all “cottagecore queen” “i owe all my mental health to you” “the only unproblematic account on Instagram”
so yeah, on instagram, furu is considered an angel
Jason Silver
this man has not posted a single photo where he is not shirtless
and his stories are like 30% videos from streetball practice and 70% thirst traps which he pretends he’s posting to show his gains... but everyone knows he’s just posting them to try attract the three women who followed him back
his following is around 50% ‘baddies’, 45% nba players, and 5% friends and a few streetballers that he’s played against before
(he follows very few streetballers because he thinks it’s beneath him to follow losers and see how they’re improving. he’s so good at basketball he has no need for that, duh.)
(in reality he has no need to stalk prospective opponents because nash does it for him.)
also actually headcanon that most of jason’s posts are videos of him breaking the hoop while dunking or just generally basketball action shots, because jason can’t pose in front of a camera to save his life
you can’t blame him really - that’s a lot of man to fit in one small lens
Haizaki Shougo
no profile photo, no posts: 100% anonymous account. man just uses his Instagram account to get material to jerk off too - pretty much every single account he follows is of an onlyfans model. (he would still be following some female classmates and kise’s ex girlfriend if not for the fact that they’ve all blocked him.)
in the end, haizaki has no friends to interact with and no aesthetic life he can post about, so why would be bother having a more social instagram
added bonus of the anonymous account is that he can use it to stalk others - and he does like his stalking.
sometimes he stalks the gom’s accounts, and he tells himself it’s just to make fun of them being desperate for likes or looking pretentious, but really he gets a “what could have been” feeling from scrolling through all the photos (and it hurts -- especially seeing videos of them playing together like back in middle school.)
and sometimes haizaki stalks his fukuda sogo teammates. again, he tells himself it’s just to mock them, and he’ll see photos of them hanging out together and be like “what fucking losers who would want to be seen with them.” but there’s a little pang of loneliness in his heart all the same.
Yamazaki Hiroshi
has had the same instagram account since he was 10 and he never deletes or archives any posts so if you scroll far down enough, you’ll find videos of pre-pubescent him and hara doing ‘parkour’ (literally just jumping over benches and off swings) or those chain posts like “share this with five friends or you’ll be haunted forever.)
zaki’s is a private account with a couple hundred followers - his teammates obviously but also family, cousins, some classmates, some of hara’s catfish accounts, and even a couple fellow high school basketballers from distant enough teams that they somehow haven’t realised that zaki is a member of the infamous kiridai.
he posts semi-regularly and mostly just very normal, mundane posts - photos from family holidays, a tasty udon noodle bowl he had the other day and maybe the occasional streetball photo (typically with one of the kiridai boys in the frame instead of zaki – zaki’s not a huge fan of photos of himself)
zaki’s feed is mostly hara’s shitposts and also streaming clips from his various video games, and if you do ever see his account in the ‘wild’, it will be him backing up hara’s finsta after hara made a particularly outrageous comment somewhere
because a real friendship takes two people: Person 1 who just stirs shit up, and Person 2 who defends Person 2’s shit-stirring by cursing out every commenter who criticises them
#i'll do the rest if i get time#or if someone pays me enough that i never have to work again#worth a shot :)#hanamiya makoto#hara kazuya#furuhashi kojiro#furuhashi koujirou#yamazaki hiroshi#haizaki shougo#jason silver#kiridai#kirisaki daiichi#kirisaki daichi scenarios#jabberwock#knb#kuroko no basket#kuroko no basuke#the basketball which kuroko plays#imagines#headcanons#instagram#hcs
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Ice Cold Part 27
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Lyla gets sent on her assignment to London…
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The not knowing was the worst thing. I tried to console myself with the fact that if anything had happened to Van the news would spread like wildfire within seconds. This was the most high profile case the agency had seen since the days of my father and Paul hunting down Tommy Chappell.
Any agent who was successful in bringing Van down would be hailed as a hero and the perks that would accompany that achievement would mean that my colleagues would now be relentlessly combing the city for him night and day. Their competitive natures likely turning a criminal investigation into something resembling a gruesome gameshow with them as the bloodthirsty contestants and Van as the ultimate prize. A cat and mouse game... except Van was no mouse. I had to believe in him. It was all I could do.
I leant my head against the train window, looking out as the scenery rushed past in a blur, trying to clear my mind but it was useless. I sighed and dug in my bag for my phone, bringing up Jen's number and placing a call.
She picked up immediately, launching straight into a detailed account of my predicament which further clouded my mood. "Lyla! Are you okay? Paul says you've been sent on some stake-out down in London. What the hell's all that about? I mean it's great news that they didn't suspend or fire you, but baby-sitting some rookie agent whilst we're all here desperately tracking Van? It seems crazy!"
"Yeah well... I think Whitman just wants me out of the way. Every time I come up against Van he just gets away. He probably thinks I've lost my touch."
"Not likely!" She replied. "You're the only one who's managed to get anywhere near him! Whitman's been down here in Paul's office all morning. I swear that man looks ill, his face was so red with rage this morning it wouldn't have surprised me if he'd had a heart attack on the spot."
"Wouldn't that be a shame!" I muttered, much to Jen's delight.
"Yeah, he's a fucking nightmare. Honestly, he's tearing strips off Paul in there. I can hear him shouting now. It's like he's holding him personally responsible that Van's still out there."
Her comment gave me hope. "So how's the search going anyway? Have you got any leads?"
"You haven't heard?" Jen's voice raised up an octave with excitement, causing my heart to skip a beat.
"What?" I breathed, my throat constricted with fear, choked with dread at what I might hear.
"You know that hit you foiled the night Jason got killed? Well that nightclub owner's body was found this morning at his house. His girlfriend went round and found him hanging from the light fitting. She was hysterical, thought he'd topped himself because of what they found."
"Well? Didn't he? And what did they find?" I was impatient to hear more, wondering if Van was involved.
"He was a fucking paedophile. There were all these photos of kids strewn everywhere. Like really sick, the worst kind. And he definitely didn't kill himself. His hands were tied. I tell you what Lyla, if this is Van's doing I'd personally like to shake his hand for this one."
My mind was reeling, trying to piece together why Van would be remotely bothered about carrying out a hit after he'd cut himself loose from the organisation. I'd have thought that he'd be laying low, keeping his head down, concentrating on staying out of sight and remaining alive.
"I don't get it," I wondered out loud. "Why would Van still be killing for them when he's on the run?"
There was a sound like Jen was letting out an exhale through pursed lips and I could picture her shaking her head, brow creased up in bewilderment. "That's just it. No one knows. Simon told you that this hit was supposed to be an execution for botching that cocaine shipment delivery didn't he? Maybe it's not even Van. It sure felt like him though. Do you know what I mean?"
I hummed in agreement. Having worked many crime scenes in my time as an experienced agent I picked up on these things. Little tells and nuances that wouldn't be noticed by the untrained eye. Even killers had their own style. Jen was still talking but I'd tuned out, theorising in my head, playing and re-playing the line Van had used last night.
"That's how revenge feels Lyla. It does feel good... it feels damn fucking good..."
But revenge... retribution... for what? It didn't make any sense. It all seemed so... disconnected.
"...then the police were called to that multi-storey car park right next to where you live last night..."
"What?" My attention was shifted instantly back to Jen as I caught her mid-sentence. "What was that?"
"Oh nothing important... I was just saying how Paul had me monitoring the police emergency call-outs last night. It was pretty quiet, just some car theft right near your apartment. You probably heard them. Honestly, three police vehicles called out just for someone nicking a car... and then they didn't even catch them... bloody useless..."
I stepped off the train at St Pancras station and let myself be swallowed up by the crowd. With Christmas only weeks away the London streets were busier than ever with people dashing to buy presents for loved ones, smiles on their faces and excited chatter. Seeing other people's lives flowing on whilst my own was in such a state of turmoil seemed almost surreal, the prospect of Christmas and New Year and all the associated pomp and festivities just seemed alien to me.
At least I had my freedom back, for once I wasn't being watched by George or any other agent. I found it quite curious that all of a sudden just because I'd been taken off the case I wasn't deemed to be a target anymore, but of course I didn't argue. The agency weren't to know that with Van always seemingly close by like some dark guardian angel, I was probably the safest agent of them all whilst I was on my home turf. Maybe not in London though.
I was to meet a newly qualified agent from the London team, Alex, at the hotel in Soho that I was staying at so I hopped into a black cab. No one had specifically said it, but it was obvious I was being expected to supervise on the job. Jen had hit the nail on the head when she'd mentioned 'baby-sitting'. I just hoped Alex wasn't going to turn out to be some fresh-faced, naive stickler for the rules. I'd seen so many churned out of the training programme, spouting legislation and excited to get their gun, then they'd go to pieces at their first murder scene. The first few months on the job either made you or broke you, and some just didn't have the guts for it.
I checked into the hotel, making my way to my room, not bothering to unpack my belongings as I delved into my bag for something to wear. I settled on jeans and a shirt. The last thing I wanted to do was wear something slutty and give Alex the wrong impression. I knew damn well that the whole of the London team had heard about mine and Scott's past hook-ups by now, and my experiences with Jason had made me more cautious about how people perceived me. It aggrieved me to even be thinking that way, but it was the unfortunate reality in this fucked up world, especially in the male dominated line of work that I was in.
I surveyed the hotel bar as I entered, and it was empty apart from a couple sat at the far end and a blonde woman perched on a bar stool at the bar. She turned and gave me a smile as I took my place next to her and I caught the bartender's eye, ordering a large, dry white wine.
I could feel the woman's eyes on me as I waited for my drink but I ignored her. I wasn't in the mood for making small-talk with strangers.
"I'll get this," she said as the bartender set my glass down in front of me.
I'd been digging in my bag for my purse but stopped immediately, raising my head, my gaze meeting a pair of large, beguiling green eyes framed by long lashes. Her glossy cherry red lips pulled into a smile with a hint of flirtation. A few months back I would have welcomed the attention, she was certainly gorgeous, but satisfying my sexual desires with a complete stranger was the furthest thing from my mind right then.
I shot her a smile that wasn't quite warm enough to be welcoming. "Actually... I'm meeting someone.... and I don't accept drinks from strangers."
I turned back to the bartender, handing over the cash, hoping the woman would get the message, but to my surprise she swivelled her body around in the stool until she was fully facing me.
"Well... don't be a stranger then," she said, a slight smirk emerging as she held out a perfectly manicured hand towards me.
I didn't have time for this. I took a deep breath, ready to unleash a cutting remark, but before I could do so she spoke again, stunning me.
"I'm Alex, pleased to meet you."
"Oh... I... errr... I thought..." I stumbled over my words.
"You thought I was going to be a man." She finished my sentence for me, snatching the words right out of my mouth.
I couldn't help but smile, nodding slowly. "You know I hate it when people make assumptions, and here I am doing it myself!"
I stretched out my hand to grasp hers, shaking it warmly. Her smile grew, showing pearly white teeth. She really was striking looking.
"It's okay, I get it all the time. I considered going by my birth name, Alexandra, but you know what? I kinda like it when people are surprised. It's like when people ask me what I do for a living now and I tell them, they're shocked. Maybe they think I should be working in a beauty salon or something! I'm sure you must get that too."
I found myself laughing. "Oh yes, the guys are the worst. I think they find it emasculating when they realise I could probably take them down without even raising a sweat! I'm Lyla by the way."
"Oh I know who you are... you're Lyla Keating. Everyone talks about you on the London team. Your reputation precedes you!"
She was smiling amiably as she spoke, but I felt myself bristling nevertheless. All I could think about were my sleazy encounters with Scott, made all the more scandalous now I'd found out that he'd been married at the time. I could imagine what was being said behind my back.
"Don't believe everything you hear," I said, turning away to take a sip of my wine.
"Oh it's all good," Alex said eagerly. "They say you're bad-ass actually!”
I'd just taken a swallow of wine and the laugh that bubbled up inside me burst forth. I practically sprayed a mouthful of wine over the bar. Alex was laughing as I coughed and spluttered, trying to compose myself.
"Bad-ass?" I managed.
"Come on, you're like my hero!" She giggled. "Some of the stories I've heard sound crazy but I know they're true. That time you took down that arms dealer in Berlin single handedly? And those two gun men in Paris? Not to mention fighting off Van fucking McCann... three times! You're a legend!"
Alex leant over and clinked the top of her beer bottle purposefully on my wine glass. I was enjoying this now, realising that I'd not laughed like this for a long time. It felt good.
"Four times..."
"Huh?"
"Four times," I repeated. "Van... I've... errr... fought him off four times."
Alex took a deep pull on her beer, shaking her head, grinning. "See what I mean? Bad-ass..."
Then her smile faltered a little. "I was... errr... sorry to hear about your partner getting killed though. That's rough."
The mention of Jason which would have caused clammy palms and a racing heart before now only caused a brief flicker of emotion to pass through me.
You're getting more like Van every day...
"Oh yeah, that was... hard. He wasn't actually my partner but it was still difficult."
Alex nodded earnestly, leaning into me. "I know all too well. I've only been in the job for a few months but I was partnered with Scott quite a bit before he was killed. He was such a good agent. He taught me so much, and he was a great guy... kind of a douche to women sometimes... but still a solid.... you know? He'd always have my back."
My recollections of Scott certainly weren't based on personality, more the physical side. He'd taken my preferences for the rougher side of sex and opened up my eyes to a whole new world of dark pleasures. I found myself tensing as Alex continued.
"He spoke very highly of you too. I mean I know everybody does, but Scott... you really made an impression on him..."
The corners of her painted lips twitched as if something had amused her. Some conversation that her and Scott had shared about our less than professional relationship no doubt. Christ... did everyone know what the two of us had been up to? So much for his promises of discretion. Still, curiosity got the better of me.
"Care to share?" I said, taking another mouthful of wine.
Alex's grin widened with that same seductive quality I'd glimpsed earlier, and she placed a hand on my thigh. "Oh... he said you were a fantastic shag!"
My wine slipped down too quickly, causing me to cough again. This girl was trouble, that was plain to see. Nevertheless I found myself being drawn in, my frustrations getting the better of me.
I quickly composed myself, fixing her with an even gaze, projecting a sensuality that came easily to me.
"What d'ya say to getting out of here?"
"I'll drink to that," Alex purred, tipping her head back and draining her bottle. "I know just the place."
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fic writer ask game 15 and 17!!
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15. What’s your favorite AU that you’ve written?
i'm really fond and proud of my ghostbat timetravel pwp au tho it's almost entirely canon just with the addition of khoa travels back in time to pop bruce's cherry. i have another fic on my forbidden ao3 account that's a fantasy space elf au that i really really enjoyed writing and tbh if i have a chance to put something in pseudo space i will
17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?
i doubt i'd be the only one to appreciate it but i really would love a robin-era jason fic about jason and musical theatre. i say this like i haven't already bothered fer & others incessantly but the au is this: jason is robin, and he's a good robin, and he goes to school and gets perfect grades, and he's on the football team (as a reserve) (just to have a plausible reason to explain away any visible bruises he gets while robining). but one day jason gets suspended for getting in a fight with the other team members over something justified, and through talking to the coach and the teachers, bruce discovers that....jason doesn't have a lot of friends at school. in fact he doesn't have a lot of extracurricular activities, he's pouring all of himself into robin and his schoolwork, and bruce realizes he doesn't want this for jason. (for dick it was different. dick made friends eventually, dick was a mathlete, dick signed up for school trips, and dick had the titans. bruce never needed to think about dick in that way).
so. bruce tries to talk to him about it, asks if jason even likes football. it doesn't go well--jason sees everything through the lens of what makes being robin easier rather than what's right for him. and then one day the manor gets a call from a teacher at the school--turns out that when jason had detention cleaning the gym, the drama teacher overheard him singing to himself as he worked, and she wants him to try out for the autumn musical (they're doing les mis). this goes in conjunction with a self-indulgent headcanon i have that jason's mom used to sing to him a lot and loved watching musicals. jason grew up singing sound of music and 42nd street and chicago and joseph and the amazing technicolor dreamcoat. and when his mom died so did the music. but you know who in the wayne house enthusiastically supports the theatre? alfred pennyworth. bruce and alfred have both overheard jason singing to himself once or twice and they know he has a good voice, but he never does it when anyone can hear. so alfred gets very excited about it and very encouraging, and jason agrees to at least audition, which he does (and he sings somewhere over the rainbow, which his mom used to sing for him). and then to his shock he gets cast as marius (secretly he wanted enjolras).
anyway. i literally could never shut up about it. i just want jason running lines with alfred and bruce picking jason up late from rehersals, i want jason discovering his bisexuality when he practice-kisses the girl who plays cosette (and then kisses-kisses the boy who plays enjolras at the cast party), i want dick coming up from bloodhaven on opening night with a bouquet of flowers and wolfwhistling from the audience when jason comes on stage, i want everyone tearing up when jason sings empty tables empty chairs, i want alfred posing proudly with jason for pictures after, i want jason grinning and happy and slowly opening up and then throwing his whole being into it and singing for his mom. wheeze if someone could write all that i'd be grateful
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#asks answered#listen i don't know why i need this but i need this#jason sings well you can't change my mind#its just so opposite of his whole image#the more niche personal version of this au is jason who sings classical in state competitions#jason todd
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Wonder Woman WLW prompts
Alright, so you know how the DCEU incarnation Diana is popularly shipped with a multitude of female characters in both DC and Marvel media ?
Considering she has been walking the Earth for literal decades, I’m wondering where is that one fic of her many WLW romances over the decades are ?
Or possible poly groups she’d be involved in.
Just think of the potential (I say in my mad scientist voice).
Note: The following combines the DCEU, Arrowverse, and MCU into the same world. I don’t now how this would work, so let’s suspend our disbelief a bit. Originally this was just going to be a Superwondercorp post, but my ideas got the better of me.
MCU: 40′s era: Peggy (and Angie) are introduced to Diana temp housemate who would be staying with at Howard Stark’s estates as a guest. Heck, you want to go all the way with the Aunt Peggy headcanons for Kid!Tony, just imagine Aunt Diana!
DCEU: 80′s: You’ve got Diana pairing up with Barbara. I’ve seen plenty of those prompts already, although I am yet to see WW1984.
MCU: 90′s era: Carol Danvers, during one of her on and off stays on Earth happens across Diana while the two happened to be looking into rumor's of alien activity on Earth. Unlike what you’d expect they don’t come to blows, but have more of a rivals to lovers thing. Depending on Carol and Maria’s relationship at this point, we’d get more Aunt Diana.
Although given WandaVison, I’d figure at most Carol would be on and off with Maria, but her heart always leads her back to Maria.
Present Day: Okay this might be a little difficult, because I don’t know which one to settle on.
I’d like to humor the idea of a Diana x Harley enemies to lovers thing, but taking their DCEU characters into account. I just find them too different and problematic to make it work; I would think that at the very least Diana’s friendship with Bruce, and Harley’s involvement with Jason Todd’s murder would be a point of contention between them, but that’s just me.
Then you got other MCU girls, and to be honest I’m kind of leaning to Natasha Romanov for this one, I just don’t know what version to go with so the following is something I did off the top of my head.
Warning, it’s gonna be bittersweet because Endgame is a thing. I advise you to skip down to the Superwondercorp bit.
After the events of the Thanos snap, and during the five year time skip, Diana is among those unaffected by the snap. However the Justice League is fractured, brought about by their failure to aid in the fight with Thanos along with the Avengers. When Carol returns to Earth, Diana reunites with her, and with Tony whom she hasn’t seen since her days with Peggy.
Initially, Diana would serve as another aunt figure to Morgan Stark, and over time however, she ends up bonding with Natasha with the latter holding down the fort with S.H.I.E.LD, with the weight of the world on each others shoulders, with the two working together in that department. The end result is Natasha becoming a “primary” girlfriend to Diana, while the two try to hold eachother together.
Diana doesn’t join in on the time travel heist, but she, and the Justice League, join in on the final battle with Thanos’ army. And when she learns of Natasha’s sacrifice...we see Diana in such a stage of superpowered rage we haven’t seen since her battle with Ares.
When the dust finally settles, and after Tony’s funeral service (which may include DC allies for this AU), Diana takes to mourning in private. She sets up a shrine to the lost loved ones she had over the decades, both lovers and those she considers family. We see Steve (Trevor), Peggy, Tony, Natasha among those she pays tribute too, and those she will always keep in her heart. She is approached by Clint who tells her that Tony isn’t the only one they are mourning that day; during Tony’s hologram speech to his family, we also get a montage of Nathasa’s friend and family (pretty much everyone who wasn’t in the Stark’s living room during the “I Love you 3000″ scene) passing Diana’s shrine to her, each leaving a rose under a picture of Natasha.....
Superwondercorp: Set also corresponding with an alternate version of Supergirl, season five. Set several months after this verse’s version of Endgame.
With the Justice League and Avengers readjusted into the world, Diana decides to take a small break after carrying the world for so long. She is slowly going back into her civilian life, and attending art galleries'. At one such gallary, she meets Lena Luthor, whom she is initially cautious with, but quickly the two grow on each other.
For the sake of transparency, Diana reveals herself as Wonder Woman, figuring that Lena - as a Luthor - would already know considering this world Lex would already know their identities. As one gag, while Diana and Lena are drinking at Lena’s place, Diana reveals that Bruce Wayne is Batman, to which Lena is genuinely at a loss for words when she finds out.
Anyways, Diana notices and hears about Lena and Kara falling out, and takes it upon herself to fix their relationship. While she’s a freelance superhero, Diana still works with Kara and the two bond over that. We get no more William Dey in this AU; Diana shoots that down before it even starts and is the one who calls out his Nice Guy attitude.
Diana herself isn’t looking for a relationship, as she’s still raw over Natasha’s passing, and it usually takes her years, even decades to get into a new relationship. Despite this, the romantic tensions she feels for Lena and Kara is so thick, that Excalibur itself would break trying to cut it. In addition to the struggles Kara and Lena canonically go through, Diana’s struggle is trying not to fall in love so soon after Natasha. Not that it stops Diana from accidentally sleeping with both of them on two respective occasions.
Since season five technically didn’t get a proper ending, things would still be up in the air for now, but I figure that when Kara and Lena reconcile in the seasons “finale”, they both kiss a surprised Diana on the mouth. They then agree to talk things over after Lex is dealt with...
#diana prince#peggy carter#angie martinelli#Carol Danvers#natasha romanoff#barbara minerva#lena luthor#kara danvers#harley quinn#Maria Rambeau#Diana x Peggy#wondercarter#cartinelli#wondermarvel#carolmaria#wonderquinn#diana x harley#wonderwidow#supercorp#superwondercorp#wondercheetah#dceu#arrowverse#mcu#Crossover Pairings#wlw concepts#rarepair
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my favourite quotes from code
"Okay, pal." Ben gripped our captive at both ends. "Count your blessings that my friend here is a total softy."
It'd been nice fishing alone with Ben. The two of us didn't spend much one-on-one time together, and he often went mute when Hi and Shelton were around. Probably because those two never let anyone get a word in edgewise.
"Don't be such a baby." I teased. "They're practically lap dogs."
"Lap dogs won't rip your face off. Or eat you."
"All in all," Shelton said, "this is a tremendously dumb game."
"You're a dumb game." Hi shot back.
More dramatic moans, but the boys stopped what they were doing.
"Fine." Hi.
"Whatever." Shelton.
"One time." Ben held up a single finger. "One."
"This game is popular?" Ben was sitting on his tackle box in the shade of a large Elm. "Sounds pretty nerdtastic to me."
"We can't all practice birdcalls like you."
"Honey, in my day a young lady didn't speak to her elders like that. We were taught manners." I was about to further reduce her opinion of my upbringing when the shade to Kit's office rose.
Kit once said I terrify him. He meant it in a good way. I think. Pretty sure.
"Tory!" Whitney squealed. "He's going to attack!"
"Maybe." I walked into the kitchen and snagged a diet coke from the fridge. "Try to protect your throat."
"Tory!!!"
"Later." Jason tossed a head nod to Hi and Shelton as he passed them. The Two Stooges clumsily returned the gesture.
Shelton drifted back to my side wearing a sly grin. "That was smooth, player."
"Shut it."
"I know." I signed, turned. Ben often knew what I was thinking.
Shelton rapped a short sting of characters just above the signature: Hemxvivobz
"That's useful." Hi said. "Sounds like a sex position."
"Like everything you do is cool," Hi snorted. "Still have that ninja costume you wore to my twelfth birthday party?"
"Ben, that's brilliant."
Suddenly, the boy was all blushes.
"No big deal. Easy, really."
"We have got to work on our decision making process." Shelton was shaking his head. "Right now we just follow Tory over every cliff."
"Oh, boohoo." I mocked. "Get moving."
Already handsome, flaring took his attractiveness to a whole new level. His coppery skin practically glowed in the evening light. I turned quickly, surprised by the colour rising to my cheeks.
Ben took a breathe, seemed to realize how hard he was clutching me. His hand dropped as if burned.
"Come on Shel-Dogg," Hi stuck out a fist. "After everything we've done, the dark shouldn't scare you anymore."
"And yet, it does." A moment passed, then Shelton reluctantly bumped Hi's fist.
Terrified, I lunged towards my wolf dog. An arm circled my wait and dragged me to the ground.
"Just follow my lead." Code for: I have no idea.
"Very nice," I said. "I wasn't aware break dancing was back in style."
"Now you are." Hi popped open a bag of Bugles. "I also do a killer mime."
Ben smiled for the first time all afternoon. It was nice to see. When he deigned to flash his pearly whites, Ben went from sullen boy to charming young man. I much preferred the latter.
"What happened?"
"A crazy female line backer pummeled my chest." Hi grumbled. "She's still pinning me to the ground. And she isn't as light as she might think."
Their Cinderella run had made Shelton and Hi popular with the older kids. The two were joking and talking trash, seemingly holding their own. For some reason, this made me proud. What an odd thought.
Without thinking, I launched myself at Ben, catching him off guard. The weight of my body knocked him over backward. Never hesitating, I jumped on his chest and started slapping his face.
Ben was slouched in the copilots chair, too dizzy to stand.
"He's no good for you," Ben said abruptly. "Doesn't deserve you."
"Just be quiet." Soft. "We're almost home."
Ben's eyes were slits. "That guy, he's..." His hand rose, fell. "Dime a dozen. Doesn't know anything. About you. The real you."
Mercifully, Ben trailed off. In moments, he was snoring.
Hi and I headed for the lot. I hoped Wimpy and Vomitasaurus and gotten their acts together.
"Off-limits." Shelton muttered. I chose not to hear.
"I could kiss you, Tory."
"Some other time."
"Choir practice?" Ben rolled his eyes. "Perhaps your worst cover story ever."
Hi grabbed Shelton by the cheeks. "You, sir, are a genius." He leaned forward to kiss eachother one.
"I try." Shelton flailed as Hi his first sloppy smacker. "Man, get off me!"
"Problem? Why?"
Hi looked at me strangely. "We're a little busy Friday night."
"Busy? Doing what?"
The boys exchanged a look. Hi snorted.
"I don't know about you," Shelton said, "but I'm escorting my friend Victoria to her debutante ball."
"Fine! I won't go anywhere else alone. Ever again. Scouts honour."
"You're not a scout," Hi pointed out. "No loopholes, Miss Brennan."
I nearly ground my teeth. "On my honour as a lady, Hiram."
"Excellent! I accept."
Hi lifted the heavy cream envelope penned with my name. "What's this?"
"Oh, that." Could anything matter less right now? "You guys are gonna love it."
I passed along our invitation to the Claybourne Manor. Their groans drew every eye in the room.
"Ben, stop the boat."
He looked at me funny. "We're in the middle of the ocean, Victoria."
"Jason's my friend," I said quietly, "but he's not a Viral. He's not part of my pack. He'll never mean as much to me as you do."
Ben's eyes snapped to meet mine. He stared at me intently. I felt my cheeks burn.
"And Hi and Shelton, of course." I added quickly.
"Of course."
"We're always one step behind. Running straight into whatever direction the Gamemaster points. He's owning us right now. Scripting our every freaking move!"
Abruptly Ben was beside me, his hand finding mine. "Later, Tor."
Voices intruded from far away.
"Oh man, she really did it this time!"
"Should we call a nurse?" Panicky. "An ambulance?"
"And say what, exactly?" hissed a third. "That our friend passed out after some bad telepathy?"
I considered running away. Joining a travelling circus. I had a savings account, and a tiny trust fund courtesy of Aunt Tempe. I could probably get as far as Singapore before anyone noticed. I'm very resourceful.
Hi, naturally, had opted for flair. His tux was crushed purple velvet with tails, accented by all white silk—tie, vest, gloves and suspenders. He completed the outfit with a freaking top hat and cane. Whitney had nearly fainted on seeing him.
Ben lurched forward to catch my elbow. "Jason will escort her."
Unable to speak, I thanked him with my eyes. "You'll do great," Ben whispered, patting my hand. "Just picture them all in their underwear." I gave a decidedly unladylike snort.
"Don't choke, Boat Girl."
I almost laughed. "Step off, bitch."
"Oh, we're, um playing a pretty serious game of Dungeons and Dragons," Hi stammered. "I'm, like, the head ... unicorn master, and Tory has to find my magic... beans. Seeds."
Hi cracked the door. "Ladies first."
"Why, thank you, sir."
For the hell of it, I dropped into another formal curtesy. The boys snickered. Then, straightening their soiled garments as best they could, gave me a polite round of applause.
"You okay, Tor?" Shelton had a sandbag on one shoulder, hauled up from the beach. "We don't have time for an ER run."
"We could amputate," Hi suggested. "Shelton, get the whiskey."
"Comedians, both of you."
"I dreamed it."
"Aha! You dreamed it." Hi yawned and rubbed both his eyes. "I think it's time we get you medicated."
"Good thing we're Virals," Ben said.
Our eyes met. He actually smiled.
"I'm with Tory," Ben said firmly. "To the end."
"Thank you." I felt a rush of affection. When it really matters, I can always count on Ben.
I stared at Ben, aghast, incapable of speech. My friend. My confidant. Trusted above all others on earth.
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Red Hood’s Little Monster (Part 6)- Red Hood/Jason Todd X Gender fluid!Reader
Welp, I’m actually posting something! Hopefully you all will enjoy this VERY long fic. Also, I currently do not have my tag list on me, so I cannot tag anyone for a while, not until I can find my list.
Warnings: Anger issues? Flirting?
"Come on, man, you gotta help me out," you begged, barely suppressing the urge to roll your eyes at your own words. "I just need one identity, I don't care who, but I need one now."
Norm shook his head, pacing around the room while biting his nail, "You know that I can't do it in less than a day! I need at least a week in advance to do it, to make sure it is prepared properly and won't get any red flags! You know if you get caught while using a passport and documents from me, that could damage my reputation!"
"Oh come on! You gave me one in three days," you spat, trying to keep your emotions in control, "and I'm offering double the pay that I gave you that time! I don't give a shit what gender, race, hell, I don't care what age, just give me a goddamn passport and a picture of the poor bastard. You know that I can handle situations like these, can you?"
He pointed at you, shaking his hand as he muttered a few curses. Wiping his face, he scratched his beard as he thought up for some type of solution, something that could save him from being killed by you. As soon as he thought of something, he ran into the back room and dug through his things, searching for the one type of person that would guarantee her a way to escape. Grasping onto the documents, he walked back into the room and handed you what you requested.
Looking over the documents, you scanned over the man in the photo. He had a handsome face, but his face would definitely blend in. His dark skin glowed in the sunlight of the photo, making his dark brown eyes look like honey.
"What happened to him?" you asked Norm, pocketing the documents.
"Disappeared without a trace," he replied solemnly. "He had no family, friends, or next of kin, so you will not deal with any unwanted attention."
"Did you know him?" you questioned, watching his eyes shift to the floor. "If this is too personal I will not take-"
"No, take it," Norm stated, waving you off. "He was a... a good guy, a loving one, too, but his kindness got him killed. It's somewhat comforting that a little bit of him will be back, y' know?"
You nodded, "Thank you, Norm. The money will be transferred to you tomorrow, I just need to get a head start before drawing attention to your bank account."
"I know the drill by now," he chuckled, patting you on the shoulder. "Stay safe out there."
"You, too," you replied, adjusting your jacket before leaving the building.
Stepping out into the sun, you pulled your sunglasses onto your face and continued forward, determined to slink back into the shadows like you always did. You had the upper hand now, but for how long? They had more resources than you by far, but it would take time for them to get everything. Your father's quarrel with Bruce Wayne would spark arguments if he requested help from him, but there was the possibility that his familial instincts will suspend the fighting.
Huffing, you moved forward on your path, heading to the nearest alley to shift. It wasn't the most inconspicuous, but it was better than going into a populated area and having questions arise. Leaning against the wall, you breathed heavily as you looked at the picture of the man, absorbing his image into your head as your body started to burn. Gritting your teeth, you felt as your muscles, bones, and other insides shift and grow, creating an exact copy of him. The shift was oddly less painful than your last ones, but you couldn't focus on that now. Pulling your hood up, you stretched out before walking out the other end of the alley, quickly getting used to the height difference of this body.
Opening your wallet, you pulled out the ID of your previous form, folding it in half and snapping it before throwing it into the nearest dumpster. Digging into your pocket, you slid the new one in, staring and memorizing all of the information. He had a California license, had a height of 5'11" and weighed 194 pounds. His birth date was August 20th, 1995, and his address was Norm's. You would read the documents containing more information on the way to your destination, but now you needed to sell the look of someone traveling. Looks like you were going to blow a lot of cash.
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Walking through the airport, you pulled your cheap carry on suitcase, which was filled with clothes and other useless items, as you continued forward. You made sure not to look at the cameras, knowing that it would draw attention to you. Sighing, you glanced around and rubbed your eye, your exhaustion getting the better of you. Your contact had assured you that you wouldn't have to deal with security, especially when you still had your suit on. As advanced as it was, it wouldn't make it past the metal detectors that nearly all were required to pass through.
Clutching the handle, you looked around for your contact, searching for her obnoxious bright red hair. Before you could notice someone running behind you, you felt an impact against your back. It nearly made you throw a punch, but you were able to see her head notched into your neck before you made the mistake. Smiling, you laughed and turned around, hugging her to keep the act going. Her honey-colored eyes stared into yours as the both of you pulled away, but kept close physical contact.
"It's been a while since we've seen each other," she smiled, wrapping an arm around your waist, "and I must add that's one delicious form you've taken."
You chuckled at the redhead, remembering how much you hated her personality, "Might I remind you that I am a minor."
"A minor that can shapeshift into a very scrumptious adult," she smirked, removing her hand from your waist, "but I know my boundaries."
She led you through a corridor away from the TSA infested area of the airport. The sound of your footsteps reverberated through the hall, making you scan the area cautiously. From what you memorized of the blueprints of the airport, you were heading back to the loading dock, and your plan did not include going there.
"Is there a bathroom somewhere I can go before we leave?" you asked, looking around. "The coffee is kicking in."
"Don't worry, assassin, they think you're taking a private jet in the opposite direction," she stated, continuing forward. "Your plan worked, but we needed to take a more subtle route to our flight."
You didn't like the change in your plans, but even you knew that she was telling the truth. The Mya you knew wouldn't sell a customer out, especially if the customer could snap her neck before she could realize it, but that didn't mean that this was Mya.
"How's your brother and sister?" you asked, remaining behind her.
"They're okay, Gram is still in college and Grace dropped out, she's focusing on the family business currently," she replied, turning around. "Why the sudden curiosity?"
You shrugged, glaring down at her, "Because Grace is dead, you were the one who asked me to kill her, remember?"
Before she could react, you had her pinned against the wall, using your weight to keep her there. One hand held her own down while the other had her neck in its grip, squeezing just enough to make sure she wouldn't try anything.
"Who's helping my father, telepath?" you questioned her, squeezing tighter.
She dropped her disguise, revealing herself to be Miss Martian and telling you everything you needed. Without hesitation, you released her and let her fall to the ground. You ran a hand through your hair, frustrated beyond belief.
"How did they find me?" you asked yourself pacing around, completely ignoring the incapacitated Martian beneath you. "This chase needs to end right now, I can't stand this frustrating goose chase."
Rubbing your face, you sighed and glanced at the Martian, examining her while she tried to recover her breath. She was a white Martian, which was rather odd all things considering. You couldn't remember if they were outcasts of Mars or something else, but you didn't care at the moment.
"Are they waiting for me at the exit?" you asked, watching as she nodded 'yes'. "Well, I better go greet them."
Continuing down the corridor, you tried to mentally prepare yourself for what was about to occur. There had to be more than one hero helping them out, there definitely had to be. You had to admit you were slightly surprised that heroes would help the Outlaws, but who were you to judge the heroes' choices. They're always going off about 'discovering your better self' and 'forgiveness is always an option if you mean it' or however it's phrased.
You didn't believe in that crap, and you knew that if someone was trying to kill you, you wouldn't be given those options. You were too dangerous to be kept alive, too dangerous to be around potential loved ones when all you had to hear was a few code words to make you lose control and kill those around you. You couldn't risk that, especially when Talia al-Ghul has a thing for your father's family, your adoptive grandfather if you can even call him that.
You resisted the urge to pull out your weapon as you got closer the exit, making it more difficult to keep your nerves on edge. As soon as you rounded the corner, the three Outlaws could be clearly seen blocking the doorway.
"Unpleasant to see you three again," you stated calmly, examining your surroundings. "Where are the other junior heroes?"
"Somewhere around," your father replied coolly. "Now, are you going to come with us consciously or unconsciously?"
"I was expecting to explain everything before you'd make that decision for me," you answered, remaining vigilant. "If I come with you, death will follow. The League of Assassins will see it as an opportunity to weaken its enemies, and I will not be able to stop them from doing so. So, if you value your lives and the ones around you, I suggest you let me disappear and let go whatever semblance of fatherly instinct you developed. I'm not yours, I wasn't raised by you, I wasn't taught to love or look up to you, we just share a genetic code."
You waited for a response, some sort of reaction from your father, but you couldn't identify anything from his body language. His red helmet obscured his face, which gave him the upper hand in this current situation.
Pinching the bridge of your nose, your frustration grew exponentially as his silence continued, "Are you going to just stand there, or actually respond to me?"
He stepped forward, making your hand instinctively go for your weapon, "The League can't touch you, (Y/N), we'll make sure of it."
"You can't be serious," you said, nearly laughing at his statement. "They are everywhere, no matter how secure it is. If they aren't affiliated with them, they are being blackmailed or have their families on a watch. They know how to break anyone, hell, they broke the great Batman many times."
"I am not Batman," he nearly growled, "and the League will have to go through me to get to you."
"This is exactly what they want," you sighed, knowing what would transpire in the future if you went with them.
Arsenal stepped forward, patting your father on the shoulder before looking in your direction, "Listen, kid, we'll make some precautions if that will ease your conscience. Even if it happens, we'll be able to deal with it."
Gritting your teeth, you punched the wall beside you, punching through to the next room. You retracted your hand and sighed, your anger contained for the moment. Thinking about your other options, you could escape them once again, but they would find you again and again. Dusting off your hand, you stomped toward the three adults and walked past them.
"Let's go before I change my mind," you huffed, hoping that you would not regret your decision in the future.
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Tigers fans hoping Beckford will pep up goals tally
Non-league Football Preview
⚫️ COVID-19: If you’re at a game tomorrow please adhere to all social-distancing guidelines. For more information, including admission, visit individual club websites. Use the NHS covid-19 app and look for the NHS QR posters — specific to each club — which offer a simple and secure way for everyone aged 16 and over to register their attendance. This will help NHS Test-and-Trace identify people who may have been exposed to the coronavirus. The app is available on Android and iOS at: https://covid19.nhs.uk/help-downloading.html
NEW signing Ethan Beckford comes into the reckoning tomorrow (Saturday) when HYDE UNITED face Pitching In south/east division side Frickley Athletic at Ewen Fields in the third qualifying round of the FA Trophy. While the Tigers have a respectable goals tally, they have occasionally looked a little blunt up front and manager Dave McGurk must be hoping Beckford is the man to sharpen things up. He could enter the side in place of Louis Myers who misses out with a damaged knee. Beckford, who is the son of former Mossley boss Jason and nephew of 1980s Manchester City forward Darren, has played most of his football in North America with Toronto and Pennsylvania State University. He made one appearance for Curzon Ashton last season. Wide-man Chinedu Uche is fit to play after a sore back forced him to be substituted in Tuesday's 1-0 defeat at Mickleover — Hyde's first game after an enforced two-week covid lay-off. So far this season, GLOSSOP NORTH END have found themselves facing the top clubs from their division week after week. It gets no easier tomorrow when their opponents at the Amdec Forklifts Stadium are unbeaten first division north/west leaders Workington. Midfielder Harry Freedman joins the squad from Stalybridge Celtic on a gentleman's agreement similar to the one that applied to Kyle Hawley who was recalled to Bower Fold ten days ago. A former Halifax Town player, Harry is the son of Scotland and Crystal Palace manager Dougie. Devon Matthews, who has impressed with strong and effective displays in central defence, is available after coming off last week. Lee Wilshaw, Ali Sheriff and Yves Zama have all suffered minor setbacks to their recoveries. The return of Mike Brewster, Tom Bentham and goalkeeper Greg Hartley, offers some hope to ASHTON UNITED who welcome Clitheroe from the first division north/west, but the list of absences remains a long one Sam Sheridan is sidelined with a possible broken bone in his foot and is awaiting scan results. Stavros Tsperes (ankle) and Sam Baird (groin) are also out. Mike Raynes and Chris Dagnall are suspended. Former Stafford Rangers defender Connor Taylor has been signed on a month's loan from Stoke City. STALYBRIDGE CELTIC travel to in-form Marine in confident mood after their morale-boosting first league win of the season against Morpeth on Tuesday. Injuries deprive manager Simon Haworth of Damani Holmes and Ben Woods while left-back James Ellison is unavailable as he is on loan from Marine and not allowed to play against his parent club. Keano Deacon is 50/50 to return from a damaged hamstring that has kept him out for a month. Each winning club in the FA Trophy receives £3,750. The losers get £1,000. MOSSLEY boss Dave Fish is likely to name a similar line-up to the one that drew at Kendal for the visit to Widnes. Ben Richardson (injury) and Andy Keogh (illness) are both ruled out. Steve Cunningham is asking people not to take the National League North table into account as his CURZON ASHTON side prepare to meet Darlington at the Tameside Stadium. Although the Quakers are in 20th place without a win, they have only played two matches. "The table presents a false picture. Darlington have done very well in the FA Cup and when I watched them play Cambridge City they showed a great attacking threat," said the Nash manager. "They've also boosted their squad with a few signings and got a couple of injured players back. It's not going to be easy." Midfielder Robbie Evans returns after an enforced covid-related break but in what Cunningham describes as a bit of a blow, defender Marcus Poscha remains sidelined with a back complaint. He added: "We only have a small squad and some players are feeling the strain of playing 90 minutes three times a week. I'll never use injuries as an excuse but we will be bringing some people in over the next ten days to give us a bit of competition, a bit more depth, and to let us give some lads a rest. "But there's no rush. They have to be right for the club and for what we're trying to achieve here." Darlington boss Alun Armstrong is looking forward to visiting the Tameside Stadium. He explained: "The pitch its the best in the league and it should suit us. But anything can happen on the day, so we’ve got to make sure we’re at it, concentrate on ourselves and get the job done. We’re in a decent place but we need three points. “Curzon have strengthened a lot better than some expected. They’ve brought in players who would get in any National League North team, so it’s going to be a tough game. They usually bring in young lads on loan and have a go." Armstrong remains without the injured Will Hatfield and Dave Atkinson but Portuguese-born attacking midfielder Erico Sousa, signed from Tadcaster Albion, is in line to make his debut.
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Batman #440
Look at this beautiful cover! I don't know why I even read modern comics.
But don't worry! He's The Batman! He doesn't know what the word "mortal" means!
Some kid on a bike stood off in the distance taking pictures of Batman battling Ravager. At least I'm assuming it's a kid simply because he rode their on his BMX. He might also be a DUI. Whatever, the kid slash drunk with a suspended license rides seems to know Batman is actually Bruce Wayne and that Dick Grayson is Robin and/or Nightwing. Hopefully he captured the moment Batman kicked Ravager off of the dam and into the churning water below so that when The Ravager's body turns up, Batman can finally be exposed for the fraud he almost certainly is! Nobody fights crime for years, beating the shit out of everybody he meets, without killing a couple of criminals! Batman just can't admit that he's killed anybody at this point because Superman would have a field day lording it over him.
Oh! I wonder if the little girl spelled the name of my blog?! Good for her!
How is a conservative supposed to enjoy this Batman comic book after Wolman takes that shot at George Bush?! Ha ha! That was a rhetorical question. I don't really care if a conservative can't enjoy this comic book now. Get fucked, snowflakes! Some guy's radio convinces him to kill Batman. Again, I guess, since it looks like he's the one who sent Ravager after Batman. Is he also the guy on the bike? I don't know! It's possible I'm supposed to have figured out who this guy is six pages in but I'd hate to truly believe that because then I'd have to admit I'm stupid. And there's one thing a stupid person will never admit to being is stupid! Just try it! Call somebody you know is stupid stupid and see how quickly they retort, "I am not! I'm smart!" Then call a smart person stupid and watch how they just smugly laugh in your face and go about their business. It's the easiest intelligence test in the world! By the way, I'm not stupid! Batman crawls back to Wayne Manor where Alfred is ready to give him a good doctoring.
Oh, did I say "doctoring"? I meant "buggering".
Look, I said I wasn't stupid! I know Alfred isn't really fucking Batman in the ass in that picture. It's actually just Batman vomiting up the bed sheets he ate earlier. Alfred looks on at Bruce sleeping after the "doctoring" and thinks, "He looks so tired. He has since Jason passed away." "Passed away"?! Jason was brutally murdered by The Joker! Stop being so passive in your language! I mean, you even say "he looks so tired" instead of admitting the man is fucking exhausted! Fuck, why do I expect anything but passivity from the man who allowed a traumatized child to turn into a violent, obsessive, death-wish holding, bat-cosplaying maniac?! Send that kid to counseling, you idiot! My version of DC's Zero Hour would have led to a Batman had counseling as a child and became more noble and non-violent than even Superman. A man who used his money to help his community to actually get better rather than reliving the pain and trauma of his youth night after night. And Superman would been found by the Kents who wouldn't have taken him illegally into their family. They would have run him through the system where he would have become a bitter and cynical child of the American foster program. He'd be even grimmer than Return of the Dark Knight Batman! Wonder Woman would still be Wonder Woman but instead of using the invisible technology for her jet, she'd have used it for her costume. Oh! I just realized the stupid kid on the bike is Tim Drake! I think I remember him getting his Robin series with the fancy covers during my first year of college. I probably would have remembered this earlier if it hadn't been thirty years since I read this comic book and also I was better at retaining DC history!
This was the clue that made me remember Tim Drake!
If I scan all of the panels where Dick Grayson's first name is used innocently in a way that makes me laugh, I won't have time for any inciteful commentary! And yes I spelled it that way on purpose. I've been doing this gig for eight years and I'm fairly certain I can take credit for five different riots.
Sometimes?! SOMETIMES you wonder?! You should be kissing Alfred's ass every fucking morning you wake up alive, you ingrate!
Alfred lectures Batman about how careless he's become since Jason's death. Instead of responding by saying, "No, you're right, Alfred. I've been a wreck," or "It might be twenty years too late but maybe I should look into therapy," or even, "Alfred, I know you care. But somebody has to protect the people of Gotham," he doesn't say a thing. He just sits there grinding his teeth angrily pouting. Alfred must not have perfected his tough love approach pre-Zero Hour. Alfred's words have an effect on Batman. He slows down the next night and thinks with his head instead of whatever he was thinking with before. He said that, not me! He was looking at his fists when he said it but you know what his head was thinking about. Using the detective part of his repertoire, Batman finally realizes that Two-Face is behind the attempts on his life. He curses himself because it should have been obvious. But it's only obvious after you realize Two-Face is behind it! I mean, I almost figured it out on the second (2nd!) page when Batman thought, "The Ravager, in the past two weeks he had killed as many policemen." If only I had gone on the rant I was going to go on about that only being two cops (which, obviously, is two too many! Whew! Good thing I said that before the Blue Lives Matters bullies descended upon me!). Maybe I would have been all, "Only 2 cops! Over 2 weeks! And this clue on the 2nd page. OH MY GOD! Two-Face!" Tim Drake decides to hunt down Nightwing because he knows how much Batman needs Dick. But he doesn't find him at Titans Tower nor at his apartment which he shares with Starfire. Although Tim does remain on stakeout watching Kory through his binoculars until after she's showered. I think Tim Drake just discovered a dick he hadn't been looking for! Is that inappropriate? He's like twelve or something right? I think making a boner joke about a twelve year old is okay. I just thought, for a second, he might be eight or nine. That would be crossing some kind of imaginary line that I can't see but everybody else seems to notice for me all of the time, judging by all of their judging. Batman #440 Rating: A. Yeah, I know, right?! I gave a comic book written by Marv Wolfman an A! But it was co-plotted by George Perez who probably had all the good ideas, like the Alfred lecture and the Two-Face reveal and keeping Tim Drake's identity a mystery by having the reader look through his eyes and avoiding putting him in rooms with a mirror. Not that anybody would recognize him! I mean, they might. I think he was introduced a few issues prior to this. But who pays that close attention to comic books?! Fucking nerds, that's who! I'm using the term "nerd" in the 80s sense where it's a devastating insult that means your head is about to be shoved into a toilet bowl hopefully devoid of urine or feces and not the modern use of the word nerd where people use it as some kind of cutesy brag that they're into nerd culture. "Oh, I'm such a nerd! Tee hee!" Man, I wish every ticket to Avengers End Game came with a surprise swirly on the way to the theater! Just for the, you know, authenticity! People should have to remember the actual consequences nerds had to once deal with!
#Batman#Marv Wolfman#Jim Aparo#George Perez#DC Comics#DC#Tim Drake#A Lonely Place of Dying#Comic Book Reviews
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Life’s a Circus
David was driving, his fingers tapping the wheel to the rhythm of the music playing in the background of his conversation. Trish was seated in the back, busily scrolling through her phone. Jason sat in the passenger seat, as usual. The three were tossing back and forth ideas for David’s next prank.
“I think the best way to go about it would obviously be getting someone we don’t know.” Jason continued their conversation.
“Obviously,” David responded absentmindedly, his eyes lingering on the road, his mind clearly busy. “I want them to flip. It doesn’t have to be some big elaborate thing, it just needs to have... shock factor! It has to be good,” his hand subconsciously gripped his chin in thought.
Jason nodded thoughtfully, unlocking his phone, searching his mind for ideas.
“I can see it already,” David continued with a breathy chuckle. “‘CRAZY STALKER FAN BREAKS INTO MY HOUSE?! (FREAKOUT)’” He recites, punctuating the title with the waving of his hand. Smirking, he glanced at Jason, tongue between his teeth.
Jason wheezed his classic laugh, “You’re wild, David.” Jason acknowledges, his eyebrows raised concernedly but the raised corners of his mouth tell a different story.
David chuckled. “I just don’t know how to pull it off. I can’t think of anybody convenient that won’t get immediately recognized.”
Trisha perks up in the backseat. “Oh my god oh my god! I can’t believe I just remembered. There’s this girl I have connections with through my dancing lessons. I don’t think anyone would know her and she’s super funny and chill.”
“Yes Trish! Well let’s see her then.” Jason chimes in victory, raising his fist excitedly as he turns to address her in the back seat.
Trisha eagerly types away at her phone and an instagram account immediately pops up. David flips the Tesla on autopilot and swivels to take a look. “Her name is Y/N. She’s the sweeeetest girl you’ll ever meet.” Trisha describes as she turns the phone to display to the boys. Jason holds the phone, scrolling through her feed. David’s mouth parted slightly, his fingers resting on his lips as he analyzed her profile.
[DAVID’S POV]
She was stunning. Not in the “cookie-cutter instagram model fashionista” way. She was something different... something special. The first thing i noticed was her smile; her eyes sparkled and her nose crinkled in the most charming way, her mouth stretching across her flawless complexion. Her instagram feed matched her smile perfectly, consisting of bright, giddy pictures, most seeming to have been taken candidly. I noticed a lot of athletic clothing and settings, including what appeared to be a leotard and silk you would typically see in a circus. “Is she some sort of athlete?” I asked, tapping on one of the pictures of her dangling daintily from a circle suspended in the air.
Trisha smiles and nods enthusiastically. “Oh my god David you won’t believe this.” I smiled and looked up from the phone screen at Trish, anticipating. She continued, “She was literally raised in a circus! isn’t that crazy? And now she’s a professional gymnast and she does stunts for movies and crazy shit like that. Its kind of unbelievable how talented she is. I’ve never seen anything like it.”
My eyes lit up, a spark igniting in my brain. “Did you say stunts?” I smirked, my mind already whirling with ideas.
Trisha giggled mischievously. “Uh oh, I think I gave David an ideaa.” She sang. Jason chuckled.
“This might just be perfect.” Jason said as he continued to scroll through her feed. “She’s not following any of us and none of us follow her. She’s a complete stranger!”
Trisha was clasping her hands excitedly. “Oooohoohoohoo yess!” She laughed. Suddenly her eyes lit up, “Did I mention she has a motorcycle?!”
My eyes widened with excitement. “You’ve got a deal.” I said laughing, turning around and placing my hands back on the steering wheel. This was going to be perfect.
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Hi guys! Sooooo this is my second piece. Im not sure how i feel about it yet... idk. please give me feedback aaaah. I want to be more consistent with my writing. i’m kind of rusty. I hope this is satisfactory for the time being. i’m hoping to maybe make this into a series??? if all turns out well?? please please let me know what you think it’d be sooooo helpful! thanks for reading I hope you all enjoy and have a nice day!! also i’m taking recommendations on the title... i’m horrible lol. also also, I started writing this before all the trish drama, so pls just ignore and pretend lollllll...
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-- behind the curtain.
BASIC INFORMATION
FULL NAME: Orpheus Ahulani. PRONUNCIATION: /ˈɔːfɪəs/ MEANING: Perhaps related to Greek ορφνη meaning ‘the darkness of night’. In Greek mythology Orpheus was a poet and musician who went to the underworld to retrieve his dead wife Eurydice. NICKNAME(S): None officially, although they whisper diavolo in his wake. PREFERRED NAME(S): Orpheus. BIRTH DATE: 19th November 1977. AGE: 39. ZODIAC: Scorpio. GENDER: Masculine. PRONOUNS: He/him. SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Pansexual. NATIONALITY: Italian. ETHNICITY: Half Native Hawaiian, half a mixture of German, Irish and Native American. CURRENT LOCATION: Verona. Italy. TITLE(S): The INSTIGATOR of Verona; Verona’s Robin Hood; Il Diavolo di Verona; variously.
BACKGROUND
BIRTHPLACE: Verona, Italy. HOMETOWN: Verona, Italy. SOCIAL CLASS: Lower class. EDUCATION LEVEL: No formal education, his parents didn’t believe it to be of any use. Everything he knows, he learned on the streets. FATHER: Joseph Ahulani [deceased]. MOTHER: Katherine Ahulani (née O’Leary) [deceased]. SIBLING(S): Hermes Ahulani [deceased]. BIRTH ORDER: Eldest. CHILDREN: None. PET(S): None. OTHER IMPORTANT RELATIVES: None, every member of his family is deceased. He is the last Ahulani. PREVIOUS RELATIONSHIPS: He doesn’t have relationships, not in the conventional sense, but there is a string of bodies in his wake. The most notable previous/current/future relationship he has is with Theodora Moreau. ARRESTS?: None, he’s too careful (and too good). PRISON TIME?: No.
OCCUPATION & INCOME
PRIMARY SOURCE OF INCOME: Crime. Whether it’s petty crime or organised crime, Orpheus’ web is wide-ranging and many-stranded, and his empire works like a well-oiled machine. SECONDARY SOURCE OF INCOME: Measure by Measure, his fight club. He runs bets, he offers prize money, and sources cash through various other legal and illegal channels. TERTIARY SOURCE(S) OF INCOME: A bar he owns called the Grifone. APPROXIMATE AMOUNT PER YEAR: It’s hard to say exactly how much his legions bring in daily, but it’s enough to keep him more than comfortable and to feed and clothe the poor of Verona, to keep their loyalty unwavering. No-one really knows, other than him, and it’s not something he’d ever disclose. CONTENT WITH THEIR JOB (OR LACK THERE OF)?: He’s content, for now, to play the Capulet game, but eventually he plans to flip the table and sever his chains. PAST JOB(S): None, he’s always walked the path of criminality. SPENDING HABITS: He spends little, his only indulgences are good whisky, good cigars, and books. MOST VALUABLE POSSESSION: A rare first edition of Dostoevsky’s Crime and Punishment, his favourite novel. He used it to teach himself Russian when he decided it would be a useful skill to have, and what better version of the book than the very original?
SKILLS & ABILITIES
PHYSICAL STRENGTH: Extremely powerful, both due to height and physical size. OFFENCE: His best attack is simply his bulk, his strength. A single well-placed punch is often enough to settle most disputes. DEFENCE: Defence isn’t normally necessary when he chooses to fight, but perhaps his best defence is his high pain tolerance, which enables him to carry on even after sustaining injury. SPEED: He is necessarily quick, as often his job will require evasive action, particularly if a con does not go according to plan, but he is not especially fast, relying more on endurance than out-and-out speed to outlast and loseany pursuers. INTELLIGENCE: He has no formal education, but as with all proficient con-men, has acquired knowledge and skills that will enable him to hold conversation in any social milieu he chooses. He has a fair head for calculations, necessary due to his lack of trust in anyone other than himself to keep track of his accounts, and reasonable emotional intelligence, or at least perceptiveness. ACCURACY: Accurate shot; precise in hand-to-hand combat (when he wants to be); incisive mind. AGILITY: Greater than expected for someone of his stature, a necessary by-product of his operations as a thief. STAMINA: High endurance, both mental and physical, and high pain tolerance. TEAMWORK: He is not one for collaboration or cooperation, preferring to do things himself and trusting himself above all others. He will work with others when absolutely necessary, but has no qualms about jumping ship at the first sign of failure. A notable exception to this is Theodora, with whom, in his own opinion, he works spectacularly. TALENTS: Extensive range of criminal talents: picking pockets; picking locks; cracking safes; confidence tricks. Decent singer and guitar player. Extremely capable fighter. His ability to charm, when he wants to, and his eloquence. SHORTCOMINGS: Cruelty; arrogance; dishonesty; short temper; emotionlessness. LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN: Italian, English, Hawaiian, moderate Russian, some French and Spanish. DRIVE?: Yes. JUMP-STAR A CAR?: Yes. CHANGE A FLAT TIRE?: Yes. RIDE A BICYCLE?: Yes. SWIM?: Yes. PLAY AN INSTRUMENT?: Yes, the guitar.. PLAY CHESS?: Yes. BRAID HAIR?: Yes. He often keeps at least one braid tucked away somewhere inside his mane of hair, often secured with a metal ring. TIE A TIE?: Yes. PICK A LOCK?: Yes, and crack a safe also.
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE & CHARACTERISTICS
FACE CLAIM: Jason Momoa. EYE COLOUR: Green, flecked with brown and gold. HAIR COLOUR: Dark brown at the roots, bleached lighter at the tips by years of keeping it long and exposing it to sunlight. HAIR TYPE/STYLE: Long to the collar-bone and wavy. GLASSES/CONTACTS?: No. DOMINANT HAND: Right, but taught himself to write with both and shoot with both. HEIGHT: 6′ 5″. WEIGHT: 230 lbs. BUILD: Muscular. EXERCISE HABITS: He exercises regularly, sometimes lifting weights and running, sometimes simply by fighting. SKIN TONE: Typical to that of a Pacific Islander. TATTOOS: A tribal cuff around his left forearm; a skull on his right hand. PIERCINGS: None currently. He’s had various ear piercings over the years, but grew tired of them once he was out of his twenties. MARKS/SCARS: Various: a long, jagged scar down his left side, from a knife, sustained in a brawl years ago; a scar that cuts through his eyebrow, from a shard of glass; various other scars on his hands, inevitable consequences of the life he leads - grazes, burns, scratches, e.t.c. Small oval birthmark on the back of his left knee. NOTABLE FEATURES: Height; wild, untamable hair; burning, intense eyes that never rest. USUAL EXPRESSION: Ever-shifting, one moment amused, the next contemptuous, the next emotionless, the next terrible. He is impossible to pin down, deliberately inscrutable. CLOTHING STYLE: Eclectic, carelessly casual but somehow convincingly put-together. He most often wears white, black, or grey, and never, ever wears bright colours. The only injections of shades that aren’t monochrome into his wardrobe are dark, rich, sensuous colours like burgundy, deep emerald and copper. He knows precisely what looks good in him, wears his clothes as part of his armour, uses them to reinforce his status as king. He’s a fan of some more daring things, too; pinstripes and suspenders and hats that should look ridiculous on him but somehow fit seamlessly into the picture, suit trousers with combat boots, scarves and waistcoats. He owns some leather items, a rare luxury he afforded himself and paid for out of his own pocket, but generally his rule is never to spend more than thirty euros on a piece of clothing, and, if there’s something expensive that his heart truly desires, to steal it from an unsuspecting rich brat who can afford to have his pockets lightened. JEWELLERY: He is partial to jewellery, and more often than not his fingers are stacked with rings of various shapes, sizes and materials, trinkets pulled from the fingers of the victims of his cons, his neck similarly draped with countless necklaces, his wrists bound with golden chains and leather ropes alike. ALLERGIES: None. PHYSICAL AILMENTS: None.
PSYCHOLOGY
JUNG TYPE: ESFP. ENNEAGRAM TYPE: Eight. MORAL ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Evil. TEMPERAMENT: Choleric. ELEMENT: Fire. DEADLY SIN: Wrath. HEAVENLY VIRTUE: Diligence. PRIMARY INTELLIGENCE TYPE: Interpersonal/Logical. MENTAL CONDITIONS/DISORDERS: None. SOCIABILITY: This depends on the circumstance. If he wants something, extremely sociable. If he wants to be alone, extremely withdrawn, to the point of abrasiveness. If he is spending time with people that are worth testing his patience, then he is noticeably present and paying attention. If the social situation is one he dislikes, then he is noticeably absent and drifts, preferring to observe and compile information than engage. EMOTIONAL STABILITY: Prone to outbursts of violence and rage, but all other emotions that might cause him strife (grief, pain, loss) are buried so deep that there is little chance of them resurfacing. OBSESSION(S): None. COMPULSION(S): He has a compulsion to smother all the light he sees, to spread his darkness further and further, would have it cover half the world and more, and a compulsion to cruelty, if such a thing exists. PHOBIA(S): None. ADDICTION(S): Smoking. DRUG USE: Not often. He makes exceptions for Theodora’s faerie blood, but generally does not enjoy the uncontrollable daze that narcotics incite. ALCOHOL USE: Moderate to heavy, but never enough to completely lose control. His tolerance is high. PRONE TO VIOLENCE?: Yes, always.
MANNERISMS
SPEECH STYLE: It’s as though every word is selected deliberately, weighted precisely, to imbue it with exactly the right feeling, charge it with exactly the right energy, to sharpen or soften its point just enough to provoke the right reaction, to get what he wants. He chooses words fluidly, eloquently. ACCENT: Italian. QUIRKS: Playing with one of his many rings; occasionally twirling strands of his hair. HOBBIES: Thievery; fighting; in private, reading and music. HABITS: Smoking and drinking, so much a part of his life that they have become habitual, almost daily activities. DRIVES/MOTIVATIONS: Hunger: for power; for a greater empire; for inspiring the fear he thinks he deserves; for blood; for legacy. FEARS: Hah. POSITIVE TRAITS: + Charming + Driven + Eloquent + Generous + Quick-witted NEGATIVE TRAITS: - Arrogant - Cruel - Dishonest - Scheming - Vengeful SENSE OF HUMOUR: Dark, warped, and often cruel. Not one for conventional jokes or puns. DO THEY CURSE OFTEN?: Yes. CATCHPHRASE(S): None. The sight of him is memorable enough, without needing a phrase for people to recall him by.
FAVOURITES
ACTIVITY: A perfectly-planned, well-executed long con. ANIMAL: Wolf. BEVERAGE: Whiskey. BOOK: Crime and Punishment, or The Aeneid. COLOUR: Black. DESIGNER: He’s partial to Gucci and Prada, although he’d never pay for a designer garment, preferring to find... alternate means of acquiring such luxuries FOOD: Steak. FLOWER: Poppy. GEM: Ruby. HOLIDAY: QUOTE/SAYING: “flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo.” // “If I cannot bend Heaven, I will raise Hell.” -- Virgil, The Aeneid. SCENERY: The Castelvecchio beneath a clear night sky and moonlight; pine forests. SCENT: Woodsmoke and leather. WEATHER: Hazy sunlight. VACATION DESTINATION: He’s never been anywhere that isn’t Italy, but the islander in him yearns, sometimes, for the beaches of Hawaii.
ATTITUDES
GREATEST DREAM: To one day rule over his own empire, free of control or influence, to grind the existing hierarchies that govern Verona into the dust and build his kingdom atop their bones. GREATEST FEAR: Fear resides in the heart, and how can you have fear when you have no heart? He fears nothing, no one. He is feared, not fearful. MOST AT EASE WHEN: Lying, cheating, stealing, generally wreaking havoc and leaving a trail of chaos behind him. LEAST AT EASE WHEN: Asked about his family, although he’s fielded the question enough that it never shows. WORST POSSIBLE THING THAT COULD HAPPEN: Currently, losing Theodora, the one soul alive today to whom he feels a true kinship. BIGGEST ACHIEVEMENT: The following he built for himself, the dominion he raised up out of nothing, the loyalty he’s managed to inspire in people that so many had branded ungovernable, untameable. BIGGEST REGRET: That he wasn’t quick enough to save his brother that day. BIGGEST SECRET: The death of his family, and the terrible vengeance he wrought to avenge them.
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Twitter Is All Set to Relaunch Account Verifications Next Year
After holding back the account verification process for more than three years now, every social media lover’s favorite app to express their takes publicly, Twitter is now ready to relaunch public verifications early next year.
The popular social network has announced that they are officially planning to bring back the account verifications program in early 2021; however, the relaunch will be accompanied by a significant revamp to the process.
Taking a trip down memory lane, Twitter had set the platform on fire after it verified the account of Jason Kessler, who was one of the organizers of the Charlottesville rally, back in 2017. It received instant backlash from the infuriated users. Later Twitter Support account sent out a tweet clarifying that their action of verifying the account was in no way meant to support its tweets. But some users seem to have taken it the wrong way, while the blue verified badge is just meant to portray the authenticity of an account of public interest. The company acknowledged their contribution to creating this confusion and decided to suspend all their account verifications until they resolve this.
Well, we guess now they are ready to do so. The company intends to reintroduce the program early next year, which provides them with ample time to collect feedback from users about how they should handle the public verification process in order to update their new policy. Twitter has stated this clearly in their recent official announcement.
The platform has also presented the very first draft of their new account verifications policy before the users, identifying the six types of accounts that are eligible to be verified on Twitter.
Types of Accounts That Qualify for Verification
Here are the six types of user accounts that qualify for verification:
Government
Companies, Brands, and Organizations (including Non-Profit Organizations)
News
Entertainment
Sports
Activists, Organizers, and other influential individuals
The criteria for getting verified and receiving a blue badge on Twitter is pretty simple – your account should be notable and active, as the company mentions in its new policy’s initial draft. While falling into one of these aforementioned account categories defines your notability, being active on the platform means your account should fulfill these criteria:
It should be complete, which means it must have your profile name, bio, and profile and cover picture.
You must have logged in to your Twitter account at least once in the last six months.
It should have your confirmed email address or phone number.
It should not have been found in violation of Twitter rules or received a 12 hours or 7 days lockout in the last six months duration for the same. However, successful appeals are an exception in this case.
Types of Accounts That Don’t Qualify for Verification
Twitter has also made it clear that what types of accounts won’t qualify to get verified. Any account that meets any one or more of these criteria will be considered ineligible for verification:
Parody, commentary, newsfeed, and fan accounts
Representing a pet or fictional character (unless the account is associated with a verified entertainment production house or recognized brand, company, or organization)
Engagement of the account in severe contraventions of Twitter’s Platform Manipulation and Spam policy (for example, sale or purchase of followers)
Accounts representing groups or individuals affiliated with coordinated harmful activities or hateful content
Accounts That Might Lose Their Verification Status
Last but not least, Twitter holds the authority to cancel an account’s verification status and remove their blue verified badge at any time without even giving notice if they are found to be doing any one of these:
If the account changes their Twitter handle or becomes incomplete or inactive
The individual no longer holds the position for which they were initially verified or no longer meets the platform’s verification criteria
The account is impersonating or misleading people on purpose by changing their bio or display name
If the account is found to committing serious contraventions that lead to immediate account suspension
The account is repeatedly posting tweets that violate Twitter guidelines
However, the policy also clarifies that the cancellation of the verified status won’t be made automatically; instead, it will be evaluated on a case-by-case basis.
Conclusion
This is only the initial draft of Twitter’s new verification policy, and the company has shared it to receive feedback from the public. Therefore, the policies and rules mentioned in this post might change before the platform publishes the final copy.
Anyone can submit their feedback by either participating in their official survey or simply tweeting their feedback using the hashtag #VerificationFeedback. The company said they would be closely monitoring this hashtag to see what their audience thinks about this new policy. The public feedback period will last for about two weeks before the company reviews all the feedback and introduces the final policy. Users will be able to apply for their account verification from the next year.
So go ahead and share your thoughts on this with Twitter!
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The Economic Shock of COVID-19 May Hit Private School and Contract Teachers Hardest
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The Economic Shock of COVID-19 May Hit Private School and Contract Teachers Hardest
This post is part of CGD’s education finance series, where we are examining some of the ways the pandemic and the subsequent economic crisis may impact resources to fund education. In the second post of the series, we looked at teacher labor markets and teacher salaries. Now we’re zooming in on part of the education workforce that seems to be disproportionately at risk following the pandemic: contract and private school teachers. While regular public school teachers may be relatively safe from significant wage reductions following COVID-19 in many parts of the world, the structure of the teacher labor market will likely play an important role in the impact of the shock on the education system as a whole. In an analysis of public versus private school teacher job loss through recessions over time, Jason Kopelman and Harvey Rosen find that during both recessionary and non-recessionary periods, private school teachers in the United States have a higher probability of losing their jobs than public school teachers and find that this gap was largest during the Global Financial Crisis. Based on recent trends, it seems this is likely to be true in many low- and middle-income countries during the current crisis as well. With teachers making up a substantial portion of the formal sector labor market—and a projected need of an additional 70 million teachers needed to reach SDG 4—it’s important to consider and protect the entire teacher labour market and education workforce, not just the civil servant teachers in public schools. Our analysis of teacher labor markets shows that countries often freeze or slow hiring, as opposed to reducing salaries, following shocks. This could result in an even more severe teacher shortage and is likely to disproportionately impact non-civil service teachers—who are more likely to be women and to be located in remote locations in many places—who may not get their jobs back following school closures. Here’s what we know so far about private school and contract teachers.
Non-civil service teachers make up a substantial part of the education workforce in many low- and middle-income countries
Private schools and contract teachers (i.e, teachers who work on fixed—often short-term—contracts in government schools) play an important role in the education workforce in many developing countries and face disproportionate risks of job loss and salary reductions following the pandemic. Contract teachers are non-civil service teachers who are often hired locally and have fixed-term contracts. This form of employment is a prevalent feature of many developing country teacher labor markets that may not be captured in previous analyses of the impact of past recessions on education systems. Accurate data on the reliance of education systems on contract teachers is difficult to come by. However, figure 1 shows the wide variation in the prevalence of contract teachers across a sample of countries in sub-Saharan Africa. Other estimates suggest that contract teachers are even more prevalent including making up more than 70 percent of the basic education teaching force in Niger and more than 80 percent in Burkina Faso. Contract or incentive teachers (teachers who are only paid a small “incentive” wage) are also common in fragile states and situations of displacement, particularly where refugee teachers may not have the formal right to work or schooling options may be organized informally. In non-crisis times, contract teachers are often paid less and have fewer benefits than their civil service colleagues. By definition, fixed terms contracts offer less job security than permanent civil servant contracts. Findings from analyses in India and Francophone West Africa also suggest that contract teachers in developing countries are more likely to be women and to be concentrated at lower grades. A prolonged crisis is likely to make the jobs of contract teachers even more uncertain in the short-run and could contribute to greater teacher shortages—particularly for female teachers—in the long-run in places where contract teachers are prevalent, including the most remote areas and in humanitarian contexts. A disproportionate shortage of teachers in already disadvantaged areas could hinder recovery efforts and could have lasting consequences for the most marginalized groups and educational equity more broadly. Figure 1. Prevalence of contract teachers
Source: Evans, Yuan, and Filmer (2020). Data represent estimates of the prevalence of contract teachers.
In many developing countries, private schools constitute a large share of the education market. In sub-Saharan Africa and South Asia, more than 40 percent of students are enrolled in private schools and in Zimbabwe, Equatorial Guinea, and Liberia, a majority of students go to private schools. Private schools are far less prevalent in many high-income countries. This could be due in part to concerns over the quality of public options in low-income countries as well as the prevalence of low-fee private schools available to middle-class families in some countries. Figure 2. Average percentage of enrolment in private institutions across regions and levels of education
Source: UIS data. Latest available data
In some contexts, private schools employ substantial portions of the education workforce. Figure 3 shows estimates of the proportion of teachers employed in private schools. In the Gambia, Uganda, Pakistan, and Liberia at least one third of the entire teacher workforce are employed in private schools.
Figure 3. Proportion of teachers employed in private schools
Source: Evans, Yuan, and Filmer (2020). Data represent estimates of the prevalence of contract teachers. See Table 2.
The impact of recessions on private school participation varies across contexts
When recessions impact household income, families are forced to make choices about spending. While data are not yet available on re-enrolment in private schools, reports suggest that mass closures are likely. While there are reports of wealthier families in high-income countries moving their children from public to private schools to avoid COVID restrictions and closures in public schools, this trend may not hold in lower-income countries. Figure 4 shows that while trends in private school participation remained relatively consistent in Europe and Central Asia following the global financial crisis, participation in Latin America and Caribbean and sub-Saharan Africa slowed or dropped following the crisis, particularly at the secondary level. Figure 4. Private school enrollment over time
Source: UIS data
The proprietors of private schools—usually independent entrepreneurs—have had a tough time during the closure period. This will have a knock-on effect on employment.
The Kenya Private Schools Association claimed that the majority of private school teachers were put on unpaid leave when schools were closed. A survey of private schools in India suggested that 50 percent of teachers did not receive their salary in March, when schools had just closed. If the private education market does not recover, we may see further strains on public education as a result. Several countries including Afghanistan, Canada, Ireland, Pakistan, and Panama have explicitly excluded private schools from additional education funds made available to help schools respond to COVID. In Morocco, education unions successfully lobbied to stop government support to private schools as part of COVID-19 responses. We have identified reports of private school teachers losing their jobs or having their salaries cut in at least 25 countries. In South Africa, teacher pay in some mid-range private schools was cut by 20-50 percent in June. Private school teacher salaries were also cut by 25 percent in Mozambique and 50 percent in Zambia. In Jordan, private school teachers, a majority of whom are women, reported not being paid their full salaries while schools were closed despite continuing to teach online. This has led to calls for updated legislation related to gender discrimination at work. Accounts of private school teachers not being paid or losing their contracts while schools were closed were also reported in Cameroon, Ethiopia, Gambia, Ghana, Malawi, Nepal, Saudi Arabia, Tanzania, Vietnam, Democratic Republic of Congo, Niger, and Senegal. A joint UN-World Bank survey suggests that contract teachers in many countries including Burkina Faso, Guinea, Kenya, Niger, Togo, and Uganda have missed salary payments and/or had their contracts suspended following school closures. This trend may get worse if parents are unable to afford private school tuition as schools reopen.
Acknowledging that contract and private school teachers face greater risks of job and salary loss, some countries have offered support
While the overall picture is alarming, not all countries are neglecting non-civil servant teachers. Senegal, for example, set up a fund called “Force COVID” which guarantees wages for both civil servants and contract workers in public schools until schools are able to reopen. In Nigeria, the federal government launched a stimulus package to pay private school teacher salaries. In Côte d’Ivore the government agreed to pay more than 10,000 contract teachers who had missed salaries for three months. In Honduras and Togo, teacher unions have called for support for contract and private school teachers. In some humanitarian contexts including Burkina Faso, Chad, Guinea, Liberia, Malawi, and Mozambique, UNHCR has ensured that incentive teachers still receive pay while schools are closed. Australia and Comoros have also offered financial support to private schools and teachers.
If education systems are to recover, the whole workforce needs to be protected
While there are ongoing debates and conflicting evidence related to whether the level of teacher salaries make a difference for education outcomes, we should try to avoid a situation in which public education systems face even more severe teacher shortages and/or overcrowding following the pandemic particularly in the areas which already faced disproportionate risks and teacher shortages (especially of female teachers) at the start of the crisis. For example, an analysis by UNHCR identified continuing incentive teacher pay during the crisis as critical to protecting the education workforce and refugee livelihoods. Teachers and the broader education workforce will continue to play a critical role in the continuity of learning during the crisis and will be crucial in the recovery process.
What happens to the education workforce will likely have ripple effects across the formal labor market in many developing countries
In addition to protecting the broader education workforce for the sake of the education sector, it’s also worth remembering that education constitutes a large section of the formal labor market in many developing countries. Substantial job loss in the education sector could have repercussions for the wider labor market and broader economic stability. Ensuring that teacher salaries and jobs are protected through the crisis may be an efficient means through which to provide an employment insurance of sorts to large portions of the formal sector in many developing countries. The complex trends and dynamics observed in teacher salary protection following shocks indicate that this is an important space to watch as governments consider tradeoffs. The choices they make will almost surely require a delicate balancing act between the political and economic need to protect public wage bills, while also protecting the larger teacher labor market and other critical components of education sector budgets. We are grateful to Ana Luiza Minardi and Christelle Saintis for research assistance.
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Tuesday, December 24
2019
12AM
I’m laying in bed next to Athena and Charlotte while she reads on Facebook about how her mom got knocked out. She doesn’t like her mom, she’s very manipulative and will always cry to try and get Charlotte to stay over at her house. It’s awful.
Now we’re both looking at pictures of fishler (fish Hitler) and laughing because of a Reddit post I saw
4AM
Woke up and i’m gonna charge my phone... really tired
5AM
Couldn’t get back to sleep so i’m listening to 99 Red Balloons over and over again because dam that’s a good song... i’m thinking of making an animation for it but my tablets back in America right now.
I just checked Instagram to see that my dAD found my acCOUNt and liked my posts
11AM
I was finally able to get to sleep last night
1PM
Im excited for Christmas tomorrow! I love England but i’m also really excited to go back home to America. We don’t leave for another two weeks.
I’m excited to give my friends their presents. My friend Amy got me these really cute pink suspenders that i’m really happy about, so i’m getting her a jumper/sweater from England! I got my friend Eliana a headband and some cute bracelets, but between us i’m keeping one of the bracelets for myself because it’s got pearls and I like pearls. I didn’t get my friend Jason anything because I don’t really know what he likes, though. I want to get him somthing soon. There’s a boy in my art class, Ben, and i’m getting him a 3D printed necklace charm with his name on it. that also has the communism symbol (inside joke) I have a huge crush on him but I don’t want to let him know because i’m friends with his girlfriend and sister, who is also friends with his girlfriend.
5PM
Me, Shannon, my mom, and Tony all went out shopping today. They were getting groceries and I was getting some poster board I could use as a green screen. For some reason, none of the stores there had any. I’m more upset than I should be but I feel like i’m gonna cry. Now I have to wait several days to get it. It was only for a silly video but I wanted it uploaded on Christmas.
7PM
I’m over it
8PM
I’ve gotten really good at singing “Ruby Rider” from Steven Universe but i’m still really bad at “It’s over, isn’t it?” because it’s a very difficult song.
9PM
I’m going to bed early because i’m tired so hopefully this is my last update until tomorrow
10PM
Yeah nobody would let me sleep but whatever. We had some fruitcake which was super nasty and hung out in the kitchen. They have a small kitchen.
11PM
Okay now i’m off to sleep.
Thinking about Ben. Really wish I could see him.
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You know I'm going to make you answer all of the unusual questions too, right? (This is me asking you all of the unusual questions, btw. 👍)
Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? Spotify, even tho I FUCKING HATE IT sometimes
is your room messy or clean? Clean af lol
what color are your eyes? Basic Bitch Brown™
do you like your name? why? Eh, its okay I guess lol
what is your relationship status? Blissfully taken
describe your personality in 3 words or less. Uhhhhmmmm uhhhhhhhhh fuck
what color hair do you have? Basic Bitch Brown™
what kind of car do you drive? color? The Invisible Boatmobile
where do you shop? The fridge, sometimes the pantry
how would you describe your style? Haphazardly
favorite social media account. Matthew McConaughey’s Youtube channel
what size bed do you have? Queen
any siblings? A younger sister, an older brother, and three older sisters
if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? KFC.
favorite snapchat filter? I cant remember, but I really like that one that makes your face reeeeeeeeeeeal small
favorite makeup brand(s). ♪ Make me up (MAKE ME UP INSIDE) I cant make up (MAKE ME UP INSIDE) ♫
how many times a week do you shower? 2-3 times
favorite tv show? So much
shoe size? 9-10 depending on the shoe
how tall are you? 5′8
sandals or sneakers? Those little booties they put on cats
do you go to the gym? I go to Gymboree sometimes
describe your dream date. October 31st
how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? HA. HAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
what color socks are you wearing? I got dem white Hanes biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch
how many pillows do you sleep with? One. And a pillow pet-esqe thingie. Its a fox :3
do you have a job? what do you do? Bitch on the internet and watch Youtube
how many friends do you have? So many
whats the worst thing you have ever done? Man thats one hell of a list Im not willing to pull out today lol
whats your favorite candle scent? I really like earthy smells. Like beachwood, silver birch, meadow showers, and sage & citrus
3 favorite boy names. Shane, Jason, Max(imillian)
3 favorite girl names. Kiera, Joyce, Beth(any)
favorite actor? I dunno Will Ferrell I guess
favorite actress? Uhhhh fuckin uhhhhh Winona Ryder
who is your celebrity crush? Ryan Reynolds
favorite movie? Lion King
do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? Not as much as I used to, and not really sure
money or brains? In reference to what???
do you have a nickname? what is it? Beardie, Pigblap, Ol’ Montgomery, Turtleman
how many times have you been to the hospital? A few. Got my chin patched up once. One time I had cotton stuck in my ear
top 10 favorite songs. FUCK okay here we go: Cant Stop The Feeling - Justin Timberlake, Sufferer/LA Poderosa - Stick To Your Guns, I Believe In A Thing Called Love - The Darkness, Teenage Dirtbag - Wheatus, Dancing Queen - ABBA, The Suspend - Stick To Your Guns, Engine 45 - The Ghost Inside, Say It Aint So - Weezer, Everlong - Foo Fighters, Im Not Okay (I Promise) - My Chemical Romance
do you take any medications daily? I do, for my fucking heartburn BECAUSE MY BODY HATES ME
what is your skin type (oily, dry, etc)? Normal I guess, with dry tendencies. Especially after washing my hands, showering, swimming, etc
what is your biggest fear? Time
how many kids do you want? HA. HAHA. HAHAHAHAHA.
whats your go to hair style? My hair style is whatever the fuck it feels like doing that day. I learned and accepted a long time ago that there is little I can do to tame my mane.
what type of house do you live in (big, small, etc)? Big
who is your role model? Pizza rolls
what was the last compliment you received? I honestly dont know lol
what was the last text you sent? I dont know man, fuck
how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? I dunno, like 7 or 8 maybe?
what is your dream car? A 95 Subaru Outback station wagon, or a 2005 Ford GT
opinion on smoking? If you do, whatever. Just be mindful of other people. But I think its gross, and dont. And cant date anyone who does.
do you go to college? YOUR MOM GOES TO COLLEGE
what is your dream job? Musician/Photographer/Twitch streamer
would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? I’d rather live in the city or on the outskirts. But where I live now is just fine
do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? I do lol They just throw it away anyways
do you have freckles? I dont, but I has lots of birthmarks n stuff
do you smile for pictures? Sometimes, but rarely a full smile
how many pictures do you have on your phone? About 300, but some are duplicates
have you ever peed in the woods? Like, yeah lol
do you still watch cartoons? Fuck yeah. I love cartoons
do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? ARE YOU MCFUCKIN KIDDIN ME???
Favorite dipping sauce? Depends on the day. And what Im dipping. Fries? Ketchup or fancy sauce (mayo & ketchup). Chicken nuggets or tenders? Boss sauce (my secret blend), bbq, sweet n sour, honey mustard, or ranch
what do you wear to bed? Usually just my underwear, sometimes shorts or pj pants when its cold
have you ever won a spelling bee? Nah but I was a boss at spelling tests in school lol
what are your hobbies? Slappin food together, playin vidya gaems, makin music on my tum
can you draw? Not at all
do you play an instrument? I play drums!
what was the last concert you saw? Uhhhhh FUCK I think it mighta been Purity Ring and HANA
tea or coffee? Coffee, but tea is nice too
Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? Dunkin Donuts
do you want to get married? Im already married to the ball fam
what is your crush’s first and last initial? DH
are you going to change your last name when you get married? Yeah I did when I got married. My full name is now Charles Cody Basketball
what color looks best on you? Purple, but also blue and orange
do you miss anyone right now? I do, I miss my friends back in VA
do you sleep with your door open or closed? Open, but I prefer closed
do you believe in ghosts? I diddlyiddly do
what is your biggest pet peeve? When the batteries in something go dead
last person you called? Prolly Alex lol I dunno
favorite ice cream flavor? Moose Tracks
regular oreos or golden oreos? REGULAR WHAT THE FUCK DOES ANYONE ACTUALLY EAT GOLDEN OREOS???
chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? Both are good
what shirt are you wearing? None lol
what is your phone background? This
are you outgoing or shy? Shy, but can be outgoing at times
do you like it when people play with your hair? 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit
do you like your neighbors? I do, theyre nice folk
do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? I do, just whenver I shower
have you ever been high? HIGH ON LIFE SON
have you ever been drunk? DRUNK ON THAT CAPRI SUN SHIT
last thing you ate? Cereal, Capn Crunch Donuts specifically
favorite lyrics right now. ♪ Make me up (MAKE ME UP INSIDE) I cant make up (MAKE ME UP INSIDE) ♫
summer or winter? Winter!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And also autumn
day or night? Oh yeah. This is a Kid Cudi reference. I get it. Im hip with the kids
dark, milk, or white chocolate? Milk, but white is nice too. I kinda only like dark chocolate when its those bomb ass Ghiradelli squares with the raspberry filling FUCK ME UP
favorite month? Spooktober
what is your zodiac sign? Taurus
who was the last person you cried in front of? Alex
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