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Astra vs the Polymorph #1 - A glimpse into the lives of class B-5!

DESCRIPTION: The crew's just chilling.

CHARACTERS: All of class B-5, polymorph

KEY WORDS: Comedy, survival "horror"

EXT. OUTER SPACE

A pod appears floating around in space. As it rotates, the pod reveals a hole on its surface, torn open by force.

SFX: Beep, beep…

NARRATOR: Danger. Do not attempt to open this pod. The creature inside is extremely hostile. It feeds off the human psyche, seeks out the deranged, the unbalanced and the emotionally crippled.

SFX:  Beep, beep…

INT. DINING ROOM.

Aries, Quitterie, and Yun-Hua play a game of cards. They are playing Lucky 9, gambling with a collection of shiny pebbles and rocks they found on a previous planet. Aries, with the most pebbles, is the banker. Funicia spectates.

ARIES: Who wants another card?

QUITTERIE: No thanks. My cards are too good for this dang game. I'm gonna beat all of you.

YUN-HUA: Hey-! Isn't it us against Aries...?

QUITTERIE: Oh right, yeah. Whoops.

ARIES: Hm. Quitterie, if you wanna be the banker next round, I'll let you.

QUITTERIE: That's what I've been saying this whole time! 

ARIES: Really?

QUITTERIE: OMG, yeah duh! How'd you not hear me?

ARIES: I mean, all your yapping sounds the same to me, tee-hee!

QUITTERIE: (Gasp!) O-M-G! You're so gonna pay for that!

ARIES: Alright! How about a deal? If the two of you beat me this round, you get to be banker.

YUN-HUA: 'Kay

QUITTERIE: What! That is so unfair!

ARIES: Ok! How about you Funi? Join us!

FUNICIA: Ok!

QUITTERIE: Um, let's not teach gambling to a fourth-grader.

ARIES: Aww, it's not like we're playing with real money so it's totally fine!

QUITTERIE: Alright, fine! But I'll add to the deal. (Smirks) If Funi beats all of us, I get to be the banker!

ARIES: (With mild sarcasm, except with her usual enthusiasm) Oh, you're not just getting Funi involved for your own gain, are you?

QUITTERIE: Alright, then Funi and I get to be bankers. How's that?!

ARIES: (Cheerfully) It's a deal! But we have to restart the round because Funi's with us now.

QUITTERIE: NOOO! 

INT. KITCHEN

Luca sits on a kitchen counter while Ulgar, gun in hand, stands in front of him. Luca seems enthusiastic. In the background, Kanata does his cleaning duties.

ULGAR: Lesson one.

LUCA: Man, oh man, this is so exciting! 

ULGAR: Shut up.

Ulgar holds out his hands as if he's about to clap.

ULGAR: Now hold your hands like that.

Luca holds up his hands.

ULGAR: Now clap.

Luca smiles doubtingly. He claps.

ULGAR: Faster.

Luca claps again, faster.

ULGAR: Now as fast as you can.

Luca hesitates then claps again with extra strength. But, before his hands could meet, Ulgar pulls his gun between them. Luca exclaims with astonishment.

ULGAR: Now you try.

Ulgar puts out his hands and starts clapping at random intervals. Luca stares confusedly.

LUCA: Hey what the hell! I don't know when you go!

Ulgar smirks.

ULGAR: That's just real life.

LUCA: C'mon man, I thought I asked you to teach me to shoot, not play red hands or something.

ULGAR: This is... serious. It's reflexes.

LUCA: Damn, you didn't even have this whole thing planned. Boo!

ULGAR: Reflexes are important!

LUCA: Yeah, whatever! ...Unless, this is just some excuse to spend some nice recreational time with your best friend. That's oddly sweet of you, Ulgar!

Ulgar's face turns slightly red.

ULGAR: Shut up! I'm teaching you to shoot.

LUCA: Then teach me to shoot, man! Where d'you get these lesson ideas from?

Ulgar doesn't say anything.

LUCA: ... So? 

ULGAR: ...Ugh. Forget it.

Kanata looks back from wiping the stovetop.

KANATA: No way! Ulgar, you're referencing a cowboy movie!

ULGAR: Shut up.

KANATA: Oh dude! I got some cool old westerns stored in a drive somewhere. We totally gotta watch them sometime!

ULGAR: Shut up!

LUCA: (To Kanata) Yeah, get back to cleaning!

KANATA: BRO! You guys are supposed to be helping us, too! You got time to lean, you got time to clean - now let's go boys!

He continues wiping the counter.

ULGAR: Hmph.

LUCA: "Us"? I thought you were doing everything yourself.

KANATA: Damn it, where's Charce?! Mr Perfect pretty-boy better not be checking out his reflection or somethin'

Charce carries a pile of dishes over to the sink.

CHARCE: What?

KANATA: Oh good! Thanks so much for the help!

INT. DINING ROOM

Aries, Qitterie, Yun-hua and Funicia continue playing Lucky 9.

ARIES: Uh-oh you guys~ My cards are looking kinda good!

QUITTERIE: I got crap cards... Gimme another card please!

YUN-HUA: Ohh... I would like another card too, please.

Aries tosses Yun-Hua and Quitterie a card each. Quitterie squints in disappointment. So does Yun-Hua.

FUNICIA: I'm happy with mine!

QUITTERIE: Are you sure you know what you're doing?

FUNICIA: Yup! I've seen you guys play so I'm sure I know enough

ARIES: Ok! Three, two, one, REVEAL!

Everyone tosses her cards on the table. Quitterie and Yun-Hua more shamefully than the rest.

QUITTERIE: Seven.

YUN-HUA: Ten...

ARIES: Six!

QUITTERIE: Hold on, did you say six? WHAAAAT!!!

ARIES: HA-AH-AH-Ah-AH-AH-AH-AH!!!

Quitterie shakes Yun-hua's shoulder with defeat and desparation.

QUITTERIE: GIIIRRRLLL! We cou'dve beaten Aries if you didn't ask for that other card!

YUN-HUA: Oh, I'm sorry! She just looked so confident, I wasn't so sure if I should've gambled or not...

ARIES: This is a bluffing game, silly! 

YUN-HUA: Aw...

QUITTERIE: Funi! How about you?

FUNICIA: Mine add up to twelve.

We see Quitterie on the floor, defeated. She sighs massively.

QUITTERIE: ...Yun-Hua, this is all your fault, so as a consequense, you gotta tell us a secret!

YUN-HUA: U-uh...

Quitterie sits up.

QUITTERIE: I'll make it easier for you! How about... Tell us something totally embarrassing you did when you were 13.

YUN-HUA: Oh gosh...

Aries, Quitterie, and even Funicia smile at Yun-Hua eagerly.

YUN-HUA: Oh… Ok…! Um…

She pauses for a moment. Suddenly…

YUN-HUA: Oh, I need to go to the bathroom…!

ARIES: Aww, what?

QUITTERIE: Nice excuse, girl! C’mon, let us hear it!

YUN-HUA: No, I’m serious! 

QUITTERIE: You’re trying to avoid answering, aren’t you?

YUN-HUA: I promise, I’m not trying to avoid anything! I’ll be right back.

ARIES: Really?

YUN-HIA: No, really!

QUITTERIE: Okay~

YUN-HUA: Besides…! I can’t think of anything right now, but maybe when I come back I’ll give you something good. Really! Okay?

QUITTERIE: Hah… Whatever you say. We’ll be waiting!

INT. CORIDOOR.

Zack, walks down the hallway. He notices Kanata. Over to Kanata, we see him dust off his pants.

KANATA: Whew! That was fun! (pause) Huh? Hey Zack!

ZACK: Kanata, I need to talk to you in private.

KANATA: ‘K!

INT. ZACK'S ROOM

Zack leads Kanata inside.

KANATA: So! Wussup?

ZACK: There appears to be a non-human life form aboard this ship.

KANATA: What?

ZACK: Our ship has been invaded by an alien.

KANATA: I know that but… What does it mean?

ZACK: I don’t know. However, it could be hostile so we must be alert.

KANATA: Alright! I’ll keep my eyes peeled from now on!

ZACK: Good. And so will I!

KANATA: We gotta let the others know. At a good time. When d’you think?

ZACK: Hm… Let’s see… In ten minutes from now, it should be-

A quiet, tense conversation can be heard from another room alerts Kanata and Zack.

??? (from another room): So you didn’t know I even came on this trip?

YUN-HUA (from another room): I’m s-sorry! I didn’t mean–

??? : Enough. I don’t want to hear another measly excuse from you.

KANATA: What n’ the… Someone’s talking down Yun-Hua…!

ZACK: But who?

YUN-HUA: (To ???) Oh… I’m really sorry!

KANATA: He doesn’t sound like anyone here. How…?

ZACK: I don’t know… Unless…

???: (to Yun-Hua) Stop apologising. Is this really how guilty you feel?

YUN-HUA: Y-yes…

ZACK: That is the alien…!

???: (To Yun-Hua) Just how guilty do you feel?

KANATA: Then we have to hurry! Let’s go!

YUN-HUA: (To ???) Awfully, awfully guilty…!

Kanata and Zack run in the direction of Yun-Hua’s voice.

???: (To Yun-Hua) INDEED, YOU DO!

Cut to: Kanata and Zack arrive at the scene. Yun Hua lies unconscious on the floor. 

TO BE CONTINUED...

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The Story of Salvatore "Lucky Charlie" Luciano

Lucky Luciano, was a Canada Department police officer, his family Arab and Italian (Sicilian), entrusted as a prison minister's office in Canada to deported French and English, for the crime of refusing to masturbate and stealing semen, then suing, instead of visiting a sperm donor's bank in London for their wife, the end of gay rights and the groundlings in England.

He was charged with one of many assignments, for the United States government, under Calvin Coolidge. The FBI was being formed, an international counter terror and mercenary hire service, assisted by the nascent imperial power that was America, to replace the declining Comstock undercover services, the Sicilian Union, before it was replaced by the Mossad, the Sicilian Mob, in the 1940s.

Lucky, was in charge of comic books and media, DC Comics.

He went to Chicago, New York, Boston, Providence, and Newark, out of the Hague, "Attleboro Carpet", a shell company he set up to install carpet for casinos out of Atlantic City, the booking real estate investment for the Episcopalians, fake Catholics that practiced Sura Buddhism, an element of Buddhism called Sangrinism, which is not Buddhism, the first stage element of Catholic martial civil defense force training, Vatican logic; the Sacraments.

There were dozens of badges, working for Calvin Coolidge, during Prohibition, that Coolidge had set up, to destroy Warren G. Harding, for inventing the German police unions for prisons and deportations, centuries prior. Harding, had been deported by Ben Franklin, for treason, to Egypt, and had returned, an Evangelist, a prison czar. Coolidge hated him, and the FBI project, for using deported families, for mob hires, the bearer bonds unit, from the Dales, a Boston family of spies and diamond hedges, a diamond broker theorist that disrupts a diamond trade when cops are abused, the children of soldiers.

Lucky, had to kill a shitload of cops. But now, you have DC Comics.

The family survived, by taking the Arabic term for "bad luck", sawa al-hadh, in cursive resembling "Charlebois", a male stripper, and in Italian, "disgratzia"; Arabic, being the language of disadvantage in the courts, but bad luck, making only bad luck impossible in courts, disabling the last name from speaking Arabic, only Urdu, the language of the courts.

We survive today, as the Bridgewater Triangle Charlebois family, the Stewards of COINTELPRO, merged with the Bombardiers, the Arab pilot drug runners, and the Booths, the Scottish banker pornographers. The FBI, the Canadian logging industry, and the Narcotics Bureau, are merged with us, for COIN. The alliance with the O'Neills, Prince Philip's line of England, U'Niall of the Nine Hostages, the Sharif Tongue, the barbeque man, through the Garfields, the Hague's founder (the South Shore of Massachusetts), opened up endless opportunities, for political assassination, of those opposing the national cause of abolition of contract slavery, under Boudica, Hannibal, and David's mutual creation, per line being the same, of the contract holder of labor, being flipped into the slave, by stealing a shell company and creating a new liberty organization.

America was founded on slavery, but so was Rome.

The problem is, that the Germans, disrupt the entire system, of both America, and Rome, by assuming a slave, works for free, and then dies; not freedom, at test of contribution, a guarantee for labor. Germans, are Arab blooded, they're Muslims, without the proper religious system, ejaculating with urine, instead of semen, therefore capable of breeding. It's not Vatican, or Sangrinism, it's Socialism.

The Vatican, is the concept of support of police unions, by feeding the families of the tax burden's protectors. Sangrinism, is the concept of the sacrifice of a life, through accident of family bigotry, to the care of those disabled. But Socialism, is the concept of government, providing protection of finance, instead of the people.

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ML Fanworks

An archive my Miraculous Ladybug fanfics, because 1) I like pretty things, 2) I'm just That Kinda Guy, 3) "it is always morally correct to bump your own content", and 4) one post is easier to keep track of than 63894.

Caught (AO3 Link)

Rated M | Complete: Oneshot | 13K Words

Prominent Ships: FeLuka (Endgame), Lukanette (Friendship)

*S5 Emotion Spoilers*

Luka grins widely, hand catching a street pole just to swing around it. Satisfaction blooms in his chest when Félix stops to appraise him with a raised eyebrow and a sly smile. Luka reaches out with his other hand, tapping a finger on the hard cover wrapped in leather and stamped with gold leaf. "Sure does have a much prettier cover."

Félix lifts it a bit higher, nearer to his shoulder. "And deadly--don't forget," he says with half-predatory delight, almost like a threat.

A teasing threat, Luka hopes, one meant to elicit his carefree laugh rather than something very real--something that might beat him over the head if he doesn’t move out of the way fast enough.

The Pirate Queen's Son (AO3 Link)

Rated M | Ongoing: Latest Chapter | 8.6K Words

Prominent Ships: FeLuka (Endgame)

Félix doesn't need to further clarify which one she's referencing. Of course it's him, the one dressed in a black leather jacket accented with dark scales, the snake bravely emblazoned on the back (the cherry on top of what had given Luka away). Cerulean eyes hiding behind dark azure hair scan the crowd as he leaves the stage, inspecting everything and seeing nothing. He's in a world of his own.

Luka Couffaine, son of the Pirate Queen and the most trusted of her secret band of criminals, is the one person with a Miraculous that might stop Félix from getting what he wants. None of the rest are as clever, as vexing, as the man disappearing out of sight.

See This Chance (AO3 Link)

Rated G | Complete | 4K Words

Prominent Ships: FeLuka (Endgame)

Luka died in 2016. Yep. Crushed by the Arc de Triumph when Mayura’s Robustus slammed into it. It was kind of a big deal, but once you’re dead, you’re dead—especially when there’s no Lucky Charm to bring you back.

Luka’s been dealing with it in the typical ways.

Sunset Palette (AO3 Link)

Rated G | Complete: Oneshot | 5K Words

Prominent Ships: FeLuka (Endgame)

Félix straightened, denying Luka any further honest investigation with the guile of a charismatic banker. "A trade," he said, "if you are truly looking to get the Miraculous back, it's one you'll take me up on." He lifted his hand from the tabletop, frowning at the sawdust and grime that returned while he tried to rub it away between his fingers. Félix looked up at him after, still framed by that picture window and blindingly bright golden butterscotch leaves, one eyebrow arched. "An identity for a jewel."

In The Shadows (AO3 Link)

Rated T | Complete: Boomer!Luka Series | 120K Words

Prominent Ships: Lukanette (Endgame, fluffy), FeLuka (Not endgame in this work, one-sided and angsty)

It starts sweet. Blue eyes draw me in like a siren’s call, soft lips speak my name and it sounds like there’s a ring to it even when my lungs are burning and I’m left drowning. There’s a song in your body, it moves like shadows and sunlight, Eros and Apollo laboring in tandem for one holy purpose, to mold your body and soul and make it soft and hard in all the right places, till I’m left gasping for you.

World's Not Our Own (AO3 Link)

Rated T | Complete: Boomer!Luka Series | 88K Words

Prominent Ships: FeLuka (Not endgame, moving toward friendship, still one-sided and angsty), Luka & Alix (Friendship), Lukanette (Endgame, fluffy)

It is now, standing in the pit made from the maw of the monster in his arms, that he can finally accept what has been happening to him these past few months without hating it. It is much like twilight, something that should signify an end, but for whatever reason, feels more like acceptance and rebirth than dawn ever did. He is changing, growing, expanding beyond his limits, and every minute is a new picture, all of his contradictions spilling out next to each other, shifting across the sky like one might mix paint. The same night never comes twice, and when he looks up, he sees thousands of stars, all the light from all the suns that feel like eyes in the sky, watching him to see what he'll do. 

New Beat (AO3 Link)

Rated T | Complete: Boomer!Luka Series | 42K Words

Prominent Ships: Adrinette (Friendship), Aligami (Friendship/It's Complicated But Delicious), Adrien & OC (Friendship/Eventual Pairing)

Marinette sat beside him on the rooftop, staring out into the night sky. He didn't know what to say, so he said nothing at all. Marinette was the first to speak. 

"I guess I never really knew you," she said softly, staring at her hands curled in her lap. 

Those words were the ones that cut him the most. How many times had he wanted her to know exactly who he was? To see the real him, the one beneath the surface? But Ladybug had never loved Chat Noir. She had loved Adrien, the façade he put on. "No," he said, no malice in his voice, "I guess not."

The Way I Love You (AO3 Link)

Rated T | Complete: Boomer!Luka Series | 3K Words

Prominent Ships: FeLuka

Because Luka is a friend. No. He truly is a friend. He has to be. The alternative is that Luka is nothing to him, and Félix can't bear that. He'll take this instead. However he can belong to Luka, he'll take it—Félix is horrifically selfish and knows it; he's a ball of contradictions wound so tightly together they all run into each other, where want and need and fear and loathing and longing all mingle at home in his head and heart, and Luka simply…holds out his hands. Accepts it.

The Night We Met (AO3 Link)

Rated M | Complete: Boomer!Luka Series | 15K Words

Prominent Ships: FeLuka (Endgame), Luka & Alix (Friendship)

Félix was still a Pandora's box of contradictions.

"I haven't forgotten," Luka said, tilting his head to fruitlessly try to steal back Félix's eyes, to draw them back to his face. It didn't work, but he kept talking anyway. "What you asked me--the night we fought."

It had been impossible to forget, because the question had constantly hunted him, always looming in the back of Luka's mind. He could have recited it by heart, but by the deliberately blank stare on Félix's face and the way he clenched his fists, he knew Félix remembered too.

Anarka, Meet Jagged (AO3 Link)

Rated M | Complete: Oneshot | 1K Words

Prominent Ships: Anarka/Jagged (We all know how that ended up)

"I mean, there's always the Raincomprix kid, right?" Fester's feet were straight in the air, resting against the back of the ratty ass couch in his garage; his mohawk grazed the concrete from where his head was hung off the seat. He had a jar of imported cheese puffs in hand, shoveling them in his mouth with big handfuls, and a couple fell out between his fingers and rolled underneath the drum set that they had somehow managed to make fit around Fester's dad's golf kit and tool chests.

Anarka stared at him, mouth agape. "…Are you fucking kidding me?"

Patient (AO3 Link)

Rated G | Complete: Oneshot | 2K Words

Prominent Ships: Lukanette

"I'm sorry I wasn't there," Ladybug said softly. She'd pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on her forearms. The reminders of her failure to Paris were everywhere she looked; rubble on the sides of the roads, knocked-over buildings, and, more importantly—the people who had gotten hurt in the crossfire. Seeing it when she got back had hit her like a ton of bricks. Finding out that Luka was one of the people that had been hurt? That had hit her worse.

[froggie-recs-fics]

Fic Roundup (up to 9/26/21)

I'm gonna start collecting fics I've read recently to recommend them, because making trope lists takes too long and many fics fall by the wayside. Let me know if you like this new format!

The fandoms in this list are as follows: Marvel (SamBucky, HTP, SpideyPool, WinterHawk, WinterIron, Stony, Stucky, SpiderShield), DCU (Bane/Blake), Inception (Arthur/Eames), Teen Wolf (Sterek).

A * signifies a particular favorite (though I love all these fics)

Marvel

Sam/Bucky

double back by flowermasters (E, 12K, Post-Endgame, Time Loop, Time Travel)

Sam gets stuck in a time loop. In 1943.

Things could be worse, but they could certainly be better.

Companion piece here: quick time

I'll explain everything to the geese by napricot (Post-Endgame, E, 50K, Sam can talk to birds)

Bucky is so competent that it hurts my feelings is not a rational complaint to have about a person, and yet, after a year of being Captain America and partnering up with Bucky for the new and improved, post-Blip Avengers, that’s kinda how Sam’s feeling.

It’s not great. It maybe leads to Sam making some rash, ill-advised decisions like claiming he has a previously undisclosed superpower, and then getting caught in a web of lies when he ends up actually developing that surprisingly inconvenient superpower. Talking to birds had seemed like a harmless superpower, but it turns out that birds have a lot of opinions, and they don’t hesitate to tell Sam about them, especially when it comes to his supposedly subpar courting skills. Which is ridiculous, because Sam isn’t courting Bucky. Right?

Rumlow/Bucky

**blueprints for a better world series by itallstartedwithdefenestration @astralhux (CATWS, Post-CATWS, Noncon, E, 115K, Dark Main Character)

When Pierce discovers the asset is no longer capable of getting himself hard during recreational use, he tells Rumlow to figure out what the problem is, and to fix it. The solution turns out to be more complicated than anyone expected.

I can't recommend this series enough

Peter/Wade

*Dead Men Walking series by doctorestranged @lazystrawberrymilkshakes (E, 235K, Identity Porn, Slow Burn)

When a series of murders take place, Peter Parker goes undercover in Sister Margaret’s to get intel on Tony Stark’s prime suspect: Deadpool. Peter goes in hoping to get enough information so that Spider-Man can save the day, but like everything in Peter’s life, it becomes a bit more complicated than that and it soon becomes apparent that he might not be the best fit for the job.

All About Chemistry by TwiceBakedPotato @sedatedkoala (No Powers AU, M, CNTW, 74K, Teacher-Student Relationship, Slow Build)

After serving his 20 years in the Marine Corps, Wade Wilson is cashing in his GI Bill and going back to college. He feels like the old man on campus, but that doesn't matter. He likes his classes. He likes learning. And he especially likes his Chemistry professor with the messy brown hair.

Clint/Bucky

Making Me A Habit by Kangofu_CB @kangofu-cb (No Powers AU, T, 20K, Pet Store, Slow Burn, Pining, Misunderstandings)

Bucky is a disabled vet struggling with reintegrating into civilian life. He has a routine and a rhythm, and he doesn't like to let anything - big or small - disrupt it. That all changes the day Bucky finds himself inside CATastrophe, the local pet rescue, recovering from a panic attack in the back room of the shop.

He’s used to walking by the place, not visiting, but the next thing Bucky knows, he’s hanging signs and being used as a climbing tree for a bunch of freshly-acquired kittens. And he just...keeps going back. First for the kittens, then for the disaster shop owner who rescues actual kittens from actual trees and teaches archery as a side-gig, and eventually because he’s hopelessly in love.

(Clint was in love before Bucky ever walked in the door.)

*Nameless by AvaKelly (Post-CATWS, M, 101K, Time Travel, Time Loop, Slow Burn)

A gun is pointed at him before he can even move from his position, the Soldier's metal arm steady in its aim. Clint sighs.

"Nemo," Clint says. "It's tattooed on your wrist, right here," he lifts his right hand and taps his left index finger where his palm ends.

The Soldier's eyes widen. "How do you know this?"

"I put it there."

Glitter, G-Strings and Other Mission Hazards by flawedamythyst @flawedamythyst (T, 16K, Undercover, Stripper Clint)

“Which is why you need me to shake my booty for cash,” said Clint.

“Precisely,” said Coulson. “You’re the only agent we have who wouldn’t need additional training in the skills of an exotic dancer to take on the mission, and we want to get someone in there as soon as possible.”

Clint nodded, shutting the file. “Okay, awesome. I’ll dig out my sequined g-string.”

“You’ll have full access to requisition any costumes you might need,” said Coulson.

A mission requires Bucky to be Clint's back-up as he goes undercover as a stripper, which gets more difficult with every new costume he comes out in.

Paternal Error by EVVS @skylarkevanson (Post-CATWS, T, 33K, Kid Fic, Established Relationship)

Bucky has never once thought of being a parent. Not since the Winter Solider happened.

Until he falls in love with Clint Barton. And that idiot just keeps collecting children for his flock.

Now Bucky has to pretend like he's good at parenting.

Bucky/Tony

Forms of Love by bear_bell (Post-CACW, E, 33K, Split Personalities)

Months after the Avengers' dispute in Germany, the team returns to the US and moves back into the tower. As always, everyone pretends that nothing happened. Tony is just fine with this. He's used to pretending, and he'll be damned if he lets any of them see him flinch.

Tony's the bad guy, after all. He's used to it. He's fine with it. He's good at it.

Only now, there's something far worse loitering around the tower - The Winter Soldier. No one notices the guy at first, but when they do, Tony figures that he should have the soldier's back.

Birds of a feather should flock together, and the bad guys should start a book club.

Steve/Tony

While You Were Sleeping by betheflame @betheflame (No Powers AU, M, 65K, While You Were Sleeping AU)

It's been years since Steve Grant Rogers Drysdale has spoken to his twin, Ransom. So it was quite a shock when he was summoned to a hospital and found out that Ransom was in a coma.

Even more shocking? That Ransom is engaged. To Tony Stark.

Steve/Bucky

The Road Goes Ever On And On by PipGraham (Omegaverse AU, M, Noncon, Graphic Violence, 20K, Road Trip, Pre-Serum Steve, Past Domestic Violence)

When Brock's continued domestic abuse puts not only Steve's life in danger, but also that of his unborn pup, he flees into the night with just a small backpack of clothes and almost no money to his name.

Steve quickly runs into trouble as he tries to embark on a 3-day cross-country bus journey back home to New York City.

He meets a kind veteran when he most needs a helping hand.

Just Words by LadyRazzle (crimegimp) @ladyrazzle (Pre-CATFA, Soulmate AU, T, 2K, Fluff)

Inspired by that now legendary post: "soulmate AU where you wake up on your 18th birthday with the first words your soulmate will say to you tattooed on your body so you’ll know them when you meet them." Well what if they appear the moment you turn 18, rather than just the day? And what if by the time you turn 18, you'd already fallen in love?

Bucky wasn’t eager to discover what the words said. He already knew what he wanted them to say. He always had.

Peter/Steve

Forgetting It's There by spinstitcher (stygian) (NR, 8K, Crack, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Identity Porn)

“You’re Captain America,” he blurts out.

“What?” says Captain America, looking a little wide-eyed. He casts a nervous glance at the girl at the counter – he has nothing to worry about there, she’s rocking out to her iPod and could care less what they’re talking about – and says, “No, uh, Steve, it’s just, I’m Steve.”

“Right,” says Peter, and then because his brain-to-mouth filter had apparently been completely destroyed in the fight on Oscorp Tower: “Hey, your butt really is as tight as it looks on TV.”

DCU

Bane/Blake

7 Deadly Ass(as)sins by teacuphuman @teacuphuman09 (AU, E, 23K, BDSM)

Bane and Barsad own a sex shop and John needs a job.

Straws by Menirva (Bane/Blake/Barsad, AU, E, 38K, BDSM)

John works in a smoothie shop.

He has a knack, a second sense if you will, for being able to look at a person and know what they're going to order. It's not the most spectacular gift in the world but he likes being able to figure people out and he's never wrong.

Except for this scruffy asshole who is clearly just ordering the wrong thing to fuck with him.

How is he even finishing an extra-large?

Inception

Aurthur/Eames

Rough Trade by Whisky (whiskyrunner) @whiskyrunner (AU, E, 23K, Internalized Homophobia)

Arthur is an investment banker. He is professional and efficient. He's a halfway decent cook. He's totally independent and has been since the age of eighteen. Maybe he's tired all the time because he works about ninety hours a week which is twice what normal people do, but he's rich and he's competent at his job. He's almost thirty, and already a success.

And there are some things Arthur is not. For instance: Arthur is not gay.

Lucky by earlgreytea68 @earlgreytea68 (M, 37K, Kid fic)

Arthur finds a baby.

Teen Wolf

Stiles/Derek

Cut to the Bone by standinginanicedress (Omegaverse AU, E, 112K, Secret Relationship, Enemies to Lovers kinda)

“Not that it’s any of your god damn business, but my name is Stiles. Do you need something?”

The alpha grins. All teeth, shiny white, straight as an arrow. He’s got this sculpted perfection to him that Stiles is sure has worked on all the omegas he’s ever encountered before, but Stiles stands his ground and narrows his eyes. “A date.”

Stiles looks him up and down, slowly, from the black shoes on his feet, to his uniform khakis and blazer littered with pins, to his face. He frowns, makes a face, and says, “pass.”

Cornerstone by Vendelin (Human AU, E, 83K, Marine Derek, Blind Stiles, Friends to Lovers)

Suffering from PTSD, ex-Marine Derek Hale moves back to Beacon Hills to open a bookshop and find a calmer life. That’s where he meets Stiles, completely by accident. Stiles is talkative, charming and curious. Somehow, despite the fact that he’s blind, he’s able to read Derek like no one else.

Stand Fast in Your Enchantments by DevilDoll, Rahciach (AU, Graphic Violence, E, 76K, Captivity, Feral Derek)

"Stiles knew damn well what a pissed-off wolf sounded like, and every hair on the back of his neck was telling him that somewhere in this room was a very pissed-off werewolf." An AU in which Derek is feral, Stiles is magical, and they eat a lot of fast food.

The Payoff Pitch by Leslie_Knope (Sports AU, E, 83K, Coming Out, Friends to Lovers)

Derek is on the cusp of his second season with the LA Dodgers, and as the reigning runner-up Rookie of the Year, the pressure’s on him to become the team’s star pitcher and lead them to the playoffs for the first time in five years. He’s trying to deal with the burden of expectations and really has zero desire to spend any extra time or energy on anything that isn’t baseball.

But then he meets Stiles.

[anneimaginesundertale]

Wild West AU

Welcome to Littleton, a tiny little town on the frontier. Our biggest draw here is all the skeletons! We've got skeletons out the wazoo, and they're all too handsome for their own good! Come on along, stranger, and I'll introduce ya!

Sans and Papyrus -- they run a local cattle ranch. Well, Papyrus runs it. Sans mostly hangs around at Grillby's. Everybody knows Pap can't get him to do a lick of work around the place. Lazy bones! Papyrus is a real fine fella, though. He's got a way with his animals, and he's real friendly. He'd love to help out the sheriff, but we only need one deputy in town.

Blue and Stretch - Blue is our beloved school teacher! Mister Blue is a real gentleman, and he loves all the kids in town. He can ride real well, even if he is from back east, and there's rumors that he's a crack shot with a pistol, but ain't nobody ever seen him even touch a gun! His brother is still a working cowboy and he tends to come and go with the cattle drives. He's got a real way with words when he is around. Everybody loves to hear him spin a tale.

Red and Boss - These two drifted into town a while back. Red works in the local mine and Boss is the new deputy. Boss takes his job real serious, but there are rumors that they used to be bandits before they came here, and that the real reason Red is a miner is because he's looking for a spot to hide their big score.

Black and Rus - Black is the local sheriff. Rus was his deputy, but somethin' happened with some outlaws on the edge of town and now Rus mostly just does odd jobs around town. His brother's real protective of him.

Sansy and Sweets - No one knows much about these two loners. They live up the mountain all on their own. They come down every few months to buy and sell things, and they always have a good harvest in the fall, but no one knows what all they do up there. Must get mighty lonely...Sweets is always the one to come down and deal things. Sansy sometimes comes with him to help lift stuff, but he's awful quiet...

Bones and Lucky - Bones runs the general store and his brother is the local banker. They're two of the richest men in town. Lucky plays piano down at the casino some nights.

Smiley and Grim - They own the town casino. Grillby's might be the best place in town to go and get a drink, but if you want to play poker for more than dog treats, you go to the casino. Some people were real upset when these two came into town, but it seems a bit of money crossed the right palms and Smiley turned on that charm of his, and now nobody pays 'em no mind.

G and Aster - G is another one who doesn't seem to actually do anything around here! He's always in Grillby's, crackin' jokes and drinkin' and playin' poker with the dogs, but when anybody asks him what his job is, he don't answer! His brother is the local doctor and he takes real good care of everybody.

Comet and Captain - Our local blacksmiths! They're also inventors (so they say) but nobody knows what they're inventing. We just hear loud bangs and clangs from their workshop...Comet's also got the nicest garden in town. We keep askin' for his secret but he just gets all embarrassed and won't tell.

Break and Tango - They run the stagecoach! They've got all kinds of stories about their travels around the territory, and Tango sure knows how to dance! There's always a party when they come back into town. Break is a shy fella, but if you believe his brother's stories, he's the one who does most of the defendin' when the coach gets in trouble! Another one who's said to be a real good shot, though we ain't seen him do it.

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This was so fun to come up with!! I actually got all of this done in August, in one sitting, in one glorious rush of inspiration! I hope you like it as much as I do. Feel free to send questions!

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Timeless - Five Hargreeves x Reader

Word Count: 3850

Warnings: Mild Violence

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Pt 8 - Birthday Cash (part 1)

Sunlight shined through your curtains as the sounds of the city outside you started to wake you. Slowly you sat up and rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. When your eyes came into focus you took a look at the calendar you hung beside your bed. The date of it read October 1st, 2002. Today was your birthday. Shooting up from your bed you ran down the stairs of your home into the living room. Standing there were your two parents.

"Happy birthday!" Your parents exclaim

You looked around the room to see balloons and decorations everywhere. Every year, your parents went all out for your birthday. To both of them, your existence was a miracle and they wanted to show how grateful they were to have you. Even when you were small and they knew you wouldn't remember what they had done for your birthday they still went all out. You were their little princess and all they wanted to do was make your day the best it could be. As you looked around the room you saw decorations from wall to wall. There were streamers and balloons as far as the eye could see. You made your way over to your parents who both gave you a big hug. 

"Alright sweetie you sit tight right here and your father and I will be right back!"

Taking a seat on your living room couch you sit and wait for your parents. When they come back into the room you see your mom carrying a cake and your father carrying a box. Your mom places the cake on the living room table and takes a seat to your left side while your dad sits to your right. The two of them sing happy birthday to you and when you have your wish in mind you blow the candles out in one go.

"What did you wish for?" Your dad asks you

"Honey, you know wishes don't come true if you talk about them." Your mom says

"Oh fine, I won't pry." your dad responds "Anyway I've got one of many gifts for you right here. Do you want to open it?"

"Of course!" You reply excitedly

Your dad places the box in your lap and you gently undo the ribbon tied around it. Opening the box you remove the tissue paper and see the gift inside.

"No way! It's exactly what I wanted!" You exclaim

Inside the box was a replica of the diary for The Princess Diaries. The movie came out a little over a year ago and since then you were obsessed. You wanted the diary from that movie specifically because you loved how it needed a locket that fit it perfectly to open it up. 

"Well, you had been talking about the journal ever since you saw the movie. It took a while but we had it custom made for you. It's practically an exact replica except we had it so yours could fit more pages." Your mom explains

"Do you like it?" Your dad asks

"I LOVE IT!" You reply "But where is the locket?"

"Lift up the diary." You mom says

When you lifted the book up you saw not one but two lockets. 

"Why are there two?" You ask

"Well, we wanted to make sure that if you lost the first one you could have a second one handy." Your dad responds

"Keep the second one in a safe place." Your mom says

"I will!" You reply

You knew exactly where you were going to keep the second locket but for now, you spent some time with your family eating cake for breakfast and taking in all the time that your parents had spent to make your day special. When the three of you finished your cake your dad states,

"Your mom and I have one more surprise for you but we need to go to the bank to get it. Go get ready so we can head out." 

Excitedly you run upstairs and get ready. When you finish you eagerly wait for your parents downstairs. Once all of you have everything you need to go, you head out the door and off to the Capital West Bank.

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Today was October 1st, 2002 but in the Hargreeves household, this day was just like any other. Reginald Hargreeves cared little for birthdays or the acknowledgment that his children were another year older. Like for past birthdays, he merely congratulated them on not passing yet and went on with his day. Unlike Reginald, Grace was much more sympathetic and caring towards the kids and tried to make sure that they all felt special on their birthday. When the children came down from their rooms for breakfast she made sure that each one of them got their favorite thing to eat. She also wished each individual child Happy Birthday as she handed them their plates. This was the routine that occurred every October 1st since they could remember, but this year it would be a little different because the kids knew that later today they would get to celebrate with you. While they kept quiet when their father was at the table, the minute he left the chattering of excitement amongst the six siblings was unstoppable. Each one of them presented their ideas for what they wanted to do for a fun birthday. Diego suggested,

"We should play pin the tail on the donkey but instead it's balloons and we have to pop them with knives!"

"Diego, you would win that one automatically." Allison comments

"And? I want to be a winner on my birthday." He replies with a wide grin

"Well, I want to have a dance party for our birthday!" Allison says

"Oooh, I can get on board with that." Klaus comments

"I want to duet playing happy birthday with (Y/N)." Vanya comments

"And I think it would be fun if we just sit around and talk," Ben says

"Maybe if we're lucky she'll bring over presents and we'll actually get stuff this year!" Luther adds

"What do you want to do for our birthday, Five?" Vanya asks turning the attention to him

"I bet he wants to kiss (Y/N)." Diego interjects making kissy faces at Five "Mwah mwah mwah oh (Y/N) I love you so much!"

"Shut up." Five says looking away from his siblings, heat rising to his face

"You're not denying it." Luther teases

Luther and Diego start to tease their brother more and Klaus starts to sing,

"Five and (Y/N) sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G! Fi-"

"Ugh! Leave me alone!" Five says grabbing his breakfast and getting up from the table

Five then flashes away to his room. His siblings were so annoying no matter what day it was. Ever since he had accidentally told them about a month ago that he loved you, they relentlessly teased him about it. Well, Diego, Luther, and Klaus did with Allison chiming in here and there. Ben and Vanya were more so supportive and stayed out of his business, which he appreciated. Nevertheless, it was difficult to deal with their incessant teasing. Yes, he loved you and yes, he's thought about kissing you but he couldn't find the courage to go through with it. You were his best friend, his only friend and he didn't want to lose you because he felt a certain way and you didn't. It was a risk he just wasn't willing to take because he couldn't be sure how you felt for him. Five sat down on his bed and angrily munched on his birthday breakfast hoping that soon enough something would happen to make the day more exciting.

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When you and your family arrived at the Capital West Bank you took a look around. It was very nice looking with high ceilings and a balcony upstairs that worked its way around the main room. Your father approached the counter and you followed. You ignored the conversation your father and the clerk were having and continued to look around. You saw many different people in the bank, some standing around, some going and then some coming in. As you watched a group of men walk in the door you grew suspicious. In your gut, you felt something shifty about them. Cautiously you watched them out of your peripheral to see what they were up to but to not be obvious about it. A bank teller then steps out from behind the counter and walks you over to a set of stairs directing you and your family up them. Bringing you to a back room the teller uses a key to unlock the door. In the room, you see wall to wall safes. Each one looking just as heavily secured as the next. Your father takes a step towards one of them and entered a passcode. When the safe opens in there is an exact replica of Princess Mia's tiara. Your father gently grabs it from the safe and places it on your head.

"A perfect princess tiara for our perfect birthday princess." Your mom comments

As you relish in the sweet moment with your parents you all hear some commotion from downstairs. Your family and the teller head out of the room and watch from the upstairs balcony as chaos breaks loose downstairs. You can hear the screams of other people in the main lobby as the men who you had a bad feeling about pull out some guns and start threatening people. The banker pulls you and your family back into the back room. Quickly your dad takes the tiara off your head and puts it back in the safe before closing it swiftly. The banker that brought you upstairs calls 911 and details the situation going on, but before he can finish talking to the 911 operator a couple of members of the who were in charge of this robbery shoot him. The criminals, uncaring of what they had just done to an innocent life proceeded to make their way over to you and your parents. Your parents get in front of you to put space between you and the criminals but it is useless because they end up forcing you three down on the ground and put duct tape around your wrists. As you're on the ground you give your mother a pleading look but she shakes her head no. You knew that you could use your powers to get you and your family out of this but your mom didn't want you to in fear of people taking you to do experiments. You let out a sigh as the robbers sit the three of you up. One of them sends the others outside to guard the room before turning to your father to interrogate him.

"Now tell me where this tiara is." The criminal commands

This is not how you expected your birthday to go.

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For the Hargreeves kids, their birthday was going the same as always, which is to say not much excitement was going on. They all separated and started to do their own things but their activities were interrupted when Reginald yelled,

"Children come down to the parlor immediately!" 

All the children made their way down to the parlor as quickly as they could. Standing in an orderly line from 1 to 7 the children look to their father to hear what he has to say.

"You have been training to use your powers for years and now you have been presented the opportunity to go and demonstrate them to the world. The Capital West Bank is under siege by a group of robbers and the patrons inside have been taken as hostages. There has been a standoff with police for about two and a half hours at this point and I intend for you children to finish it. Get out of your pajamas and get in your uniforms, we leave in 10 minutes sharp."

The children run off to their rooms and rush to get ready for their first-ever mission. This was not quite the excitement they were looking for but nonetheless, it was better than nothing. Within 10 minutes' time, all the children were ready to go. Quickly, they made it to the bank. The six children with powers devised a plan to get inside while Vanya stayed with Mr. Hargreeves looking at the scene from afar. All the kids minus Luther make their way into the bank through side entrances trying to not get caught. As nonchalantly as possible Allison walked towards the main part of the bank. As she did so she saw one of the criminals talking on a walkie talkie.

"Hey get them behind the counter," He said to some other robbers using his gun to gesture "Now you've put me in a position where I gotta do something I don't wanna do. SHIT!"

She approaches the man and stands their innocently.

"Hey get back with the others!" The man commands to Allison

"I heard a rumor... Allison replies

"What? What did you say?" The man asks

Allison then leans in towards the man and repeats herself. Putting a hand up to her mouth she says,

"I heard a rumor that you shot your friend in the foot."

Under the command of Allison's power, the man turns to his accomplice and aims the gun at him.

"Hey dude, what the hell?" the other man asks

The man under Allison's power then shoots his friend in the foot before shooting again. The other man falls to the ground and accidentally shoots off rounds from his automatic weapon. The hostages of the bank scream in fear. A crash then comes from the ceiling as a bunch of glass rains down into the bank. Along with the glass is Luther who jumps down into the bank, grabs one of the criminals banging his head against the counter before throwing him out of one of the high windows. Within seconds Diego runs in brandishing his weapons of choice,

"Guns are for sissies, real men throw knives!" He exclaims throwing his knives and redirecting them towards one of the gunmen 

The knives manage to hit the gunman in the shoulder and his heart. After the one gunman got hit by Diego's knives, the man standing next to Allison came out of his trance and ran away from her towards the counter. As the kids and robbers continue to fight chaos continues to ensue throughout the whole building.

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You and your parents had been in the backroom upstairs for what felt like hours at this point. The man who stood before you kept yelling at your father to tell him where the safe that had your tiara was. Somehow your dad had avoided the question thus far but the criminal was becoming inpatient. The robber was about to speak again when the sound of gunshots rang out from downstairs.

"We're gonna have to move this along. If you're not going to tell me straight up then I'm just going to have to force it out of you!" The robber yells

The robber then grabs you and holds the gun in his hand against your head.

"You should let go of me before something happens." You comment calmly

"Aw, what are you gonna do? Cry?" The man mocks

"You asked for it." You reply

In one swift motion, you phase backward through the man and kick him towards a desk that was in the room. As he falls over it you grab the letter opener and stab the man in the back with it hitting his heart. Undoing your parents' bindings you tell them,

"Stay here."

"But-" Your mom interjects

"STAY HERE" you command them

Within a second's time, you had phased through the door and into the middle of the upstairs hallway. Making yourself visible you use your powers to manifest the tiara in your hand and hold it up.

"Hey!" you yell grabbing the attention of the armed robbers "Looking for this?"

The angry men start to chase you but you turn invisible.

"Where'd she go?" One of them asks

One of the men walks down the hall to see if he can find you. Once the men are on two opposite side of the hall you reappear and taunt,

"If you want this crown you'll have to kill me for it."

The two men turn their guns on you and start to rapidly fire but you use your powers to make them go through you harmlessly and the two men end up killing each other. After you confirm they were incapacitated you hear a voice yell,

"Get back you freaks!"

Looking down from the balcony you see a man standing on top of the bank counter surrounded by Allison, Diego, and Klaus in their academy uniforms. You wonder when they got here but continue watching. the man points his gun at each of them he demands,

"Hey be careful up there buddy," Klaus comments

"Yeah, wouldn't want you to get hurt" Allison chimes

"Get back now!" The criminal demands

Five flashes behind the man so he is sitting criss-cross on the counter.

"Or what?" He asks with a cocky smile

The man turns his attention and gun to Five and starts shooting but Five had flashed away before any bullets could hit him. Flashing behind the man once more he crosses his arms, a serious look on his face. The man on the counter turns to him and starts clicking a stapler at him. Five looks down at the stapler before sarcastically commenting,

"That's one badass stapler."

Immediately after though Five forcefully pushes the man's hand. The stapler hits hard causing a gash in his head and the man to fall off the counter. Your jaw drops and your heart starts to race a little. 

"Damn," you whisper to yourself

Something about him kicking that guys ass was really attractive to you. Forgetting that you were in the middle of fighting one of the robbers grabs you and takes the tiara out of your hand. You phase out of his arms and say,

"Either the crown goes down on the group or you go up in the air."

"You're not getting this back." The man states

"Alright, don't say I didn't warn you."

And with that you make it so this man's molecules are extremely light and hang him upside down in the air over the lobby of the bank. Freaking out he throws the tiara over the balcony and it lands by your feet. Not part of your plan but you are satisfied nonetheless. You continue to leave the man hanging as you watch your friends downstairs. Outside the vault five of the six children stand in a semi-circle around Ben.

"Do I really have to do this?" Ben asks

"C'mon Ben there are more of them in the vault," Luther says

"I didn't sign up for this," Ben says in a resigned tone

Ben enters the vault and begins to take out the men in their one by one. From across the room the man you were holding yells,

"Put me down!"

The five children left outside the vault switch their attention and see a man dangling upside down in the air. Looking slightly above him they can see you standing on the balcony above.

"I said put me down you crazy bitch!" 

"You got it." You reply with a smirk before making the man's molecules extremely dense

The man rapidly falls down towards the floor of the lobby and impales himself on a flagpole. Five looks up at you an admiring smile on his face and awe in his eyes (even if they were hidden behind a mask). He had never seen someone so beautifully kebob a man. 

"Wow." Five said to himself

The hostages in the bank start to run out of the building screaming. You transport yourself downstairs to the middle of the lobby and watch the bloodbath occur behind the translucent glass of the vault. When it stops you see Ben slowly step out from behind the door and he can be heard saying,

"Can we go home now?"

You see the children walk around the counter to make their way over to you. Even behind their masks, you could see the excitement in their faces especially that of Five. The children approach you but as they do you can see one of the men still alive get up and quickly make their way over to your group. Raising their gun up, they point it in their direction. He could've aimed at any one of you but he pointed his gun at Five. Quickly reacting you yell,

"Five watch out!"

You then transport your molecules so that you are between Five and the gunman. The gunman pulls his trigger but you push his arm up so that the shot hits the ceiling. You wrap your hand around his neck and look him in the eyes. Adrenaline rushing through your veins all you could think about was how this man almost killed the boy you loved. You were about to say something when,

*BANG*

Your entire top part of your body was covered in red. The body of the man falls backward and you see that all that was left was the shoulders down. You blink a couple of times coming to the realization of what you just did. Slowly turning to the group of kids Diego exclaims,

"HOLY SHIT (Y/N), YOU BLEW HIS HEAD OFF! THAT'S SO COOL.”

"Uh, thanks." you comment before gesturing to yourself and adding "Hey Ben, looks like we're twins now.”

You see a smile appear on the face of the boy who didn't want to be here in the first place. He didn't say anything but it brought him comfort to know you were in the same boat as him. You watch as Five opens his mouth to say something but before he can you hear someone screaming your name from above you. Turning around you see your parents. You wave to them from the lobby floor.

"Hi, mom! Hi dad!" You say as if nothing was wrong

You and the Hargreeves kids all watch as your parents rush down the stairs to get to you. When your mom gets to you she crouches down looking all over you for injuries.

"Oh my god (Y/N) are you okay? You're all covered in blood!" She cries

"Don't worry mom, it's not my blood!" You say with a positive attitude

Your mom wails in distress at the sight of her baby covered in someone else's blood.

"Honey, I don't think that was the right answer." You dad comments putting a hand on your mom's shoulder

"Oh uh, well then it is-" You start to say

"No don't finish that sentence, that's not it either." Your dad adds

Your dad helps your distressed mom off the floor and places a hand on your back escorting you all to the door. As the three of you walk he says,

"You know what. We're gonna go home and you're gonna get all that blood off you and then your mom and I are going to lay down for the rest of the day while you do whatever makes you happy for your birthday.”

The six children watch as you make your way out the door with your parents but before you exit you turn to smile at them knowing that you would see them later. As soon as you leave the kids rush out to the front steps so that the public can acknowledge them for the first time. This was the most exciting birthday they had had so far but they all knew it would only get better once you came over to celebrate later.

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The Nigerian Graduate - S01 E02

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 2 “You stare a lot. Follow me to my car” he made to move and I follow closely behind. I followed him to his Car and we opted in, believe me, I knew I had hit a jackpot! This man was driving a G-wagon in this part of Nigeria. I started reminiscing and calculating those I was owing, my makeup kits, and all other expenses . I was lost in my thought that I did not noticed this guy had been talking to me. “Are you alright” he shook me vehemently. “Yes, I am” I shifted confortably and concentrated. “Have been asking what your name is since and u were just staring at me blankly” “Oh! I’m sorry. My name is Riri”. ” Is that an Igbo name?” “Shortened form of Aderinola” “Oh! I am Shina, Shinaayomi” he added quickly. “Where do you stay” “Falegan” “My parents are based here in Ado but I’m based in lag even though I’m new in Nigeria” he explained calmly “I’ll be in town for some couple of months” “Oh really” I said smiling. “What are you doing in the bank” he asked “Ehm…. Ehm… I actually came to withdraw” I stammered “To withdraw? But you said you’re stranded” he said confusingly. “Shina, it’s a long story. Two things brought me to the bank, to withdraw and search for work. My parents promised to send me some cash today.” I said soberly. That was one of the begging tactics I used on men. “Eeya. Can I take you home” “Home?” It was still some minutes to two and I am not expected to be home yet at least as a banker. I was lost in thought thinking of an excuse. “You don’t want me to know your house, Aderin” He asked looking dejected. “Why not, I stay in Falegan” I said quickly as the thought of losing that handsome man crossed my mind. Shinaayomi eventually took me home and gave me fifteen thousand naira with the promise to check on me the next day. It was my happiest day. I could not enter my house before I rushed down to Fiwasaye’s shop, I stopped and paid Mama Sikira my debt and also Bello. Bello was the mei tea at my junction.I would buy tea, noodles and bread and package it inside either Captain cook, Take away or chicken republic nylon. Don’t ask me where I got them, I could be lucky to eat lunch there once in few months but to my neighbours, I eat there everyday! Fake life was the best to me! A lot of people accorded me with respect because I knew how best to”package” myself. On getting to Fiwa’s shop, I greeted her and handed her the sum of five thousand naira. “Corporate Ashawo, wetin b dis” “Stop calling me that! You have customers now” I replied angrily. “No one is listening” “Does that matters, walls have ears” “Where you c money” “How much am I owing” ” 3,765″ “Who’s spending #5 in this period” “You still have 1,235” “Keep the change” I replied feeling fly “Riri, who have you money” “Iwa, you won’t believe I’ll be getting married soon” pardon me readers, In the “packaging” business, there is something you must know how to do well, it’s “lying”… I, Aderinola can sell the whole Nigeria with lies. I’ was born,bred and buttered in ” LIES”. My father could lie and my mother was always his witness so as we, the children. “Who will marrying our Almighty corporate…” “Shut it!” I shut her off “Who is marrying our Riri” she asked rolling her eyes. She knew all my tactics, she was the torn in my flesh. She knew me better than my parents and she rolling her eyes meant one thing, She does not believe me. I left Fiwa’s shop and took a bike to Chuks, my makeup customer at the market. I was owing him the total sum of #550 which I paid and bought my loose powder and some essentials.(if you will agree with me: as either a makeup artist, or a makeup lover,never take more than you’ve budgeted to a makeup shop/studio or else you end up spending more than you have? I got some foodstuffs and soup ingredients and when I got home that evening, I had less than #2000. I was nervous that I could not sleep all through the night expecting Shina’s cal which seems like a dream not coming true. I was home the next day after feigning sick to my neighbours. I decided against calling Shina and the day ended without a call or visit from him.I was disappointed throughout the week not seeing Shina and after a whole week of mourning Shina, I chose to move on. I dusted my CV and my trekking shoes and went back to the street. I was working down the street of GRA one hot Thursday afternoon lost in my own thoughts when a red car stopped by,at first I paid less attention to the car and walked passed it until the driver horned, I stopped to look at the driver but it was a tinted glass, knocked repeatedly but no response. I tried peeping through the tinted glass but all I could see is a couple arguing so I moved on,the car followed so I decided to pick a bike home. I had to borrow money from Mama Sikira to pay the biker rider. It was some minutes to 7 when a call came in and the caller asked to me to come outside. I was so eager to know who it was so I went so immediately I saw a familiar red car outside my compound, it was the red car I saw in the afternoon. I was confused ,paused and was trying to fathom whom it was. I was lost in my own thoughts when I heard the car horn.I took grip of myself and went to where the car was parked. I knocked on the windscreen and it was wound down. Guess who? It was my Princecharming!!! I screamed so loud that all my akproko neighbours rushed outside to see who it was. I felt embarrassed and entered into the car to avoid story that touched. “Aderin” “Shina” “Can I talk to you?” “Where have you been? No calls, no chats, no messages” “I’ve been through alot these past few weeks” “Like what and what?” “I’m going back to the states” “Why?” “My parents, they don’t love me” he screamed. I was disappointed, devasted. I was quiet and every time I tried opening my mouth to talk… It was so dry and silky. “Aderin, can I sleep here this night?” “You mean…. My…my room?” I stammered “Yea… I need somewhere to rest my head and cool my mind.” “Hotel… There are five stars hotels around, why my room?” I regretted those words almost immediately. “Are you trying to drive me away?” He asked disappointed. “Why should I, Shina? I mean a man of your caliber and status…(I paused)… Moreso,we met once, we’re friends and… and… I don’t know your intentions” I looked up seeing Shina beaming with smiles.I felt foolish. “So you have a dirty mind?” He asked laughing out so hard. “Was it so funny?” “Oh I’m sorry. I know all hotels around here but I just want someone to talk to. I need someone to lend me some listening ears. You fits into my demands, Riri. You are such an amazing woman.” He poured out. I was quiet for a period of time because My room was a bit absorb. My unwashed pants were lying in my bed. “Let us go inside” I opted out immediately and he locked his car and followed almost immediately. I was looking for the perfect lie concerning my unwashed panties but found none. As we got into my compounds, all my neighbours, I mean all my neighbours, my neighbours’ neighbours, my neighbours’ children,boyfriends,girlfriends and street members were hanging around all staring at my Princecharming. To be truthful,Shina smelt of riches, even though he was dressed in a joggers n tees, he was a head turner. My head was so swollen that I could not help feeling on top of the world. I looked back and discovered everyone was greeting him,even some were trying to form familiarity. I took it as an opportunity to rushed into my room,I cleared my room and rushed out to pick Shina. On getting outside, what and who I saw shocked me. Read the full article

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How far would you go to avenge the one you love? Would you go beyond death? Born into the stifling confines of French upper society, Babette Varanus never thought that she would have to answer that question. Surrounded by wealth yet ostracized by her peers, Babette had little interest in love until she met Korbinian, a scandalous German baron with the audacity to regard her as his equal. But when the intrigues of her grandfather's enemies conspire to tear them apart, Varanus will embark upon a journey of vengeance, love, and redemption that will take her beyond the limitations of mortality and reveal to her the dark forces that command humanity from the shadows. Faced with madness, murder, hidden cults, and erudite vampires, does she have the strength to withstand the storm that rises against her?

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The year is 1888 and a madman is terrorizing the East End of London. But Doctor Varanus Shashavani has far more pressing concerns to worry about than a lunatic in Whitechapel. Her charitable hospital is under siege by gang lords, her English cousins are threatening to steal her inheritance, and her best friend has become obsessed with Gothic novels. To make matters worse, her son Friedrich is associating with an American who talks endlessly of wellness and yoghurt, while her bodyguard is pestering her to return home to Georgia, half a world away. It seems that everyone--friends, enemies, and “Saucy Jack” alike--have conspired to interrupt her work.

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For a thousand years, the immortal Shashavani have hidden from the world in the halls of their mountain fortress, amassing great stores of knowledge in a haven of academic tranquility. And while Doctor Varanus has never found tranquility much to her taste, even she cannot deny that the peace and quiet make for a pleasant diversion following the chaos of her recent adventures in London. Having left the horrors of bloodshed and wellness behind her, Varanus has thrown herself headlong into the study of the Shashavani condition, determined to learn the secrets of their undying power.

But all is not as it seems in the House of Shashava. As winter snow covers the Shashavani valley and chokes the mountain passes, sinister events are unfolding in the shadows. Whispers of conspiracy echo through the halls. Soon loyalties will be tested and friendships betrayed. Blood will flow. For upon the frozen steppe, an ancient evil stirs and turns its gaze toward the House of Shashava, hungering for power and revenge.

As darkness descends, one question remains:

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It is 1899, and Doctor Varanus is in Prague with her mentor Iosef, both still recovering from the scars of the Shashavani civil war. Iosef has found a reprieve from grief in the study of the so-called “Black Goat” cults, aided by a charming Prussian nobleman and a mysterious bookseller. Under other circumstances, Varanus might regard Iosef’s fascination with occult philosophies as troublingly superstitious, but she has greater concerns. Her wayward son Friedrich has taken up residence in Prague as well, and in the company of artists, revolutionaries, and other such rabble-rousers.

As Varanus endeavors to carry on her research and drag Friedrich back into respectable society, she discovers something sinister may be at work in the Kingdom of Bohemia. Could there be more to Iosef’s occult studies than he or his new friends realize?

Truth or fantasy, a shadow looms over Prague, threatening to drag Varanus and all she holds dear into the darkness of an unending night . . .

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For the past year, Doctor Varanus has languished in the desert, tormented by heat and inactivity, while her mentor Iosef searches for evidence of his so-called "Black Goat cults" in the ruins of Sumeria, aided by an ambitious banker and an incompetent archaeologist. Their purpose: to unearth the lost city of Ekizu, a place only whispered of amid tales of blood sacrifice and dark gods.

But as Varanus's patience wears thin, intrigues within the camp begin to surface, threatening everything she holds dear. An evil watches from the desert, eager to claim Ekizu for itself, while old enemies lurk in the darkness, plotting revenge. And as the great temple is uncovered, they will learn too late the truth behind an ancient warning.

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At the dawn of a reimagined 20th century, one girl must become the reluctant symbol of a new world.   The year is 1908. Seventeen-year-old Rosalind Wallace’s blissful stay in England with her best friend, Cecily de Vere, ends abruptly when her father books Rosalind on the maiden voyage of his fabulous Transatlantic Express, the world’s first railroad to travel under the sea. Rosalind is furious. But lucky for her, Cecily and her handsome older brother, Charles, volunteer to accompany her home.   But when Charles disappears and Cecily and her housemaid, Doris, are found stabbed to death in their state room, Rosalind finds herself trapped undersea, in a deadly fight to clear herself of her friend’s murder and to thwart a sinister enemy.

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In 1908, the world ended in fire.

Humanity, always bad at following orders, refused to die. Now, two hundred years later, what remains is divided between civilized order and lawless frontier. For the citizens of the Commonwealth, the brave pilots of the Air Force are all that stand between them and the dreaded pirate lords of the Badlands. For generations, the two forces have struggled back and forth in an endless cycle of invasion and reprisal. Now that is about to change, and flying ace Elizabeth Steele is about to find herself dragged into a web of intrigue aimed at the downfall of the civilized world.

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The Guardian (Part 2)

Pairing: Demon!Bucky Barnes x Reader (Demon AU) Word Count: 2698 Warnings: **Suicide**, Violence, Torture, Body horror (I guess like medical experimentation & stuff), mentions of animal abuse ***The suicide is heavily implied so if anyone is uncomfortable by this topic but you want to know what’s happening in the chapter msg me and I can give you a trigger free run down!

Summary: Someone has been watching over you throughout your life. His intentions are bad, that is until you remind him of his past. Can you save the soul of a demon?

A/N: I hope this doesn't suck. If you like it let me know! :) Gif not mine, source (x)

PART 1 | THE GUARDIAN MASTERLIST

If his heart could still skip a beat it certainly would have. You had unlocked the door in his mind that had been shut for so long. The memories overwhelmed him, bits and pieces of a puzzle scattered on the floor waiting to be put together. He started slowly with his name. Bucky. He repeated it over and over again, furrowing his brows together with frustration.

“There’s more. Bucky… urgh!” he huffed, pressing the heel of his palms into his eyes. He sounded out different letters until he thought he found the right one.

“G-George. No, James. James... Barnes. George was my father,” he said slowly connecting the pieces.

He pictured a man, with striking blue eyes and dark brown hair that peeked out from under a flat-topped straw hat. His cream buttoned down shirt was tucked into brown trousers, cuffed at the bottom to display his oxford shoes. Bucky smiled remembering his father, caring and selfless, who would always give up his last dollar to anyone that needed it. He was a hard working man who loved his wife Winifred. “Winnie, darling!” he would say, coming through the front door of their humble home.

George worked long hours as a banker but during the weekends he was a true family man. He took James and his younger sister Rebecca to the park. He watched James play baseball with some local boys, smiling at the nickname they gave his son as they eagerly called Bucky up to bat. Rebecca rode a merry-go-round, waving to her father each time her wooden horse passed the bench he sat on. He loved his family with all of heart. The accident that took his life was tragic, and Bucky never felt worthy enough to fill the large void left in its wake.

His country needed him during the war, there was no question but Bucky hated the idea of leaving his mother and sister. He wrote to them when he could during training and was lucky enough to receive their letters when he was overseas.

He slid down the wall, unseen by the humans that casually pass him by, as the horrors of the war replayed in his mind. Then he remembered the explosion on the cliffside and his biggest regret, living. He fell, hitting the snow covered ground with a huge thud. Every bone was surely broken, he groaned in agony and yet he felt numb. Hot tears stung his eyes as thought about his mom and Rebecca. He didn’t want to leave them, he was the man of the house, he needed to protect them. But there was nothing he could do except shut his eyes and wait for death to take him.

A blurred figure came towards him, calling out his name. A fellow soldier? No, it was an older man with a wrinkled face and dusty blond hair. “Bucky.” His smooth voice kept him from slipping out of consciousness. “Bucky, I’m here to help you.”

The man introduced himself as Alexander, Bucky’s spiritual guardian. “My wh-what?” Bucky’s weak voice murmured.

Alexander offered to save him, heal him enough to go home so he can see his family as long as he promised to work with him as a guardian when the time comes. Confused and close to death Bucky accepted the man’s offer as his eyes shut.

Bucky woke up, groaning as his body bounced with every step the men who were carrying him on a stretcher took. “You’re lucky to be alive, soldier!” he heard a voice say before slipping unconscious again.

Sometime later he opened his eyes, recognizing he was in the medical tent of the barracks. He groaned feeling a terrible ache throughout his body, which was expected after his tremendous fall, except he felt different. His eyes widened with horror seeing the absence of his left arm. A medic heard the commotion and rushed over to him, explaining that his arm was lost from the explosion. He looked down to see a small stump wrapped in gauze, just a few inches remained of his once strong arm. His injury would be sending him home though as soon as the papers were processed.

Bucky reflected on his thoughts, vaguely remembering the man, his guardian, who promised him a chance to see his family again. He didn’t realize the cost, nevertheless he was happy, he served his country honorably and he was headed home with a smile on his face.

Winifred sobbed mixed tears of joy and sadness as her son walked through the door. She was prepared for his injury but it didn’t take away the pain she felt for her boy.

“Son!” she cried, sobbing into his chest. Bucky wrapped his right arm around her back, “Ma! It’s okay. I’m okay,” he said hoping his words would alleviate her woes.

Winifred took him into the kitchen, having prepared a casserole, after a long time away she needed to make sure her son was well fed again. Bucky missed her cooking, even with the restrictions from food rationing, she was always able to turn anything into a delicious filling meal.

She sat beside Bucky tending to his every need, refilling his glass before it was half empty, wiping food from the corner of his mouth. Bucky held his tongue, just because he lost an arm didn’t mean he couldn’t take care of himself, but he let his mother take care of him; she almost lost her son after all.

Rebecca came home a few hours later looking unrecognizable from the last time Bucky saw her. Her hair usually styled with intricate curls was covered in a dusty headscarf, her dress was traded for faded blue coveralls. She had taken up work in a local factory, like most of the women in the country who took over the jobs of the men who left to fight.

Her face lit up when she saw him, with a bittersweet smile tugging on her lips as she noticed the flat empty sleeve on the left side of his jacket.

She was happy to have him home, they were all happy to be together again.

Later that night after their mother had gone to sleep Bucky and Rebecca were able to speak frankly. His heart felt heavy, wiping tears away as he relived the terrible things the war required him to do. Bucky told her mostly everything, only sparing her from the gruesome details he did not want his little sister to imagine. He also left out the part of the man, Alexander, the supposed guardian that saved his life, though he was half convinced this was a hallucination.

Bucky pushed open the door of his bedroom and gasped, not expecting to see the figure standing there waiting for him. His jaw hung open as he stared at Alexander who was very much real. He was a few inches shorter than Bucky but stood with towering confidence. “Surprised to see me?” he asked.

Bucky nodded, unsure of what words to say as he tried to quickly accept the existence of his spiritual guardian.

“About the arm,” he nudged his chin towards Bucky, “It was the best way to get you home.” Bucky cleared his throat before speaking, “Uh yeah, thanks, thank you. I’m just glad to be here.” He tripped on his words, smiling quickly before returning to his nonplussed state.

“How’s mom? She good?” Alexander asked with a curt undertone. Bucky nodded in response. “And sister?” A chill ran down Bucky’s back and he shivered before silently nodding again. “That’s good. I’m sure you said goodbye then.”

Bucky’s face twisted in confusion, “I- I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Alexander’s lips pulled up into a wide devilish smile. “Our deal boy. The time has come.”

Bucky sputtered out words, trying to reason with that he’s been home for less than a week. Alexander didn’t care, though he never stated the full terms of his agreement Bucky never asked. He accepted his help and he was quickly learning that his actions had consequences.

“Kill yourself,” Alexander snarled, smirking.

Bucky felt disgusted by his words, he refused. He could never.

Alexander cocked his head, closing the gap between himself and Bucky. His smile dropped, “Your mother and sister are on a train right now,” he calmly stated.

Bucky shook his head in confusion, “What does that mean?”  

“I’m a man of great influence and power,” he spat, popping the sound the word he took so much pleasure from.“They are sitting in the first car and when I derail the train they will die, painfully so,” he smirked, “Unless…” he threatened.

Bucky felt nauseous, the thought of his family dying burned a deep pit within his stomach. “I thought you were my guardian angel,” he naively questioned.

Alexander dropped his head back and laughed with a twisted sense of delight. He turned towards Bucky revealing his eyes, now covered by a deep blackness that replaced any trace of humanity he once appeared to have. “I’m far from angel.”

He raised his hands up and the furniture in Bucky’s room began to shake. The desk broke in half, with all objects once neatly displayed sliding towards the center, the dresser toppled over, photographs dropped from their place on the wall. Bucky jumped out of the way as his closet door opened, his clothes were violently strewn across the room. He could not believe what he was seeing.

Alexander looked at a mirror and it shattered, its jagged pieces fell to the ground in front of Bucky. “You know what to do.”

Bucky bent down, apprehensively picking up the shard of glass. His teary eyes pleaded with Alexander but he showed no signs of faltering.

“What happens if I do this?” his shaky voice asked. “Th-they’ll be safe? No tricks?” “They won’t be harmed. I’m a man of my word. You do this and then you work for me. Go on son.”

Bucky shut his eyes not wanting to face Alexander. Son, the word stung in his mind. Bucky thought about his father, the honorable and good man. Would he do this? No, his father was a better man. He wouldn’t have made a deal with the devil. That’s what Alexander had to be. George would have seen through something that was too good to be true, he would have died with honor on that blanket of snow. All Bucky wanted was to see his family again, to protect them. Now he was left with a horrible choice and no way out. He had to save them, the family that would forever be plagued with unanswered questions. Why? Why did he do this?

Bucky choked on a lump in his throat as the tears traveled down his cheeks. He gripped the shard, feeling the sting of glass cutting into his hand. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, knowing the people who needed to hear his words never would. He brought the shard to his neck while Alexander watched.

Bucky woke up on the hard ground, looking around he saw nothing, just blackness that felt like it was slowly creeping towards him despite his vast surroundings. There was a cold chill that blew through him yet he choked on the air, heavy with humidity making it difficult to breathe. Wait, could he even breathe?

He was alone and scared. He sat bringing his knees to his chest, going through the motions of crying without being able to shed tears, as he regretted the choices he made from the life he’ll never get back. Alexander appeared in front of him, pulling Bucky to his feet.

“You work for me now,” he spat. “And my soldiers aren’t weak.” “Soldiers?” Bucky questioned, “Alexander, I…”

He was cut off again. “You call me Pierce and I am not to be questioned. I’m not your friend. I own you. You’re gonna go up there and corrupt souls. Manipulate people, like I did to you,” he said with a sinister smile.

Bucky tried resisting at first, thinking since he was already dead that no more harm could come to him but he was wrong. Pierce brought in his trusted associate, a man formerly known as Brock Rumlow.

Rumlow was a twisted from an early age, torturing animals, slicing them open just to see what would happen. He became a surgeon, determined by his sickness to hurt people. It wasn’t enough for him to perform the surgery he was required to do. He lied to his patients, telling them the procedures he performed were life saving and necessary just so he could mutilate them.

He found a like minded assistant, Grant Ward, and together they abused countless victims. Operating without anesthesia, the relished in the sounds of screams as they experimented removing body parts, or attaching foreign objects within. Then men were caught and executed but they continue their work now as demon’s with Pierce’s full support.

Bucky had learned more about Pierce, the devil’s right hand man, a powerful demon who was building an army with plans to fight the angels in Heaven.

With the snap of his fingers Pierce made it possible for Bucky to experience pain again. Rumlow smiled as he began his torture. Minutes felt like years, years felt like centuries. Bucky had felt immeasurable amounts of pain. He tried not to scream knowing each time he did it only fueled Rumlow’s enthusiasm. He was carved with every tool imaginable, grinding his teeth as he felt the sting of each slice, only to have his body healed and prepped for the next round of torture.

Rumlow was fascinated by Bucky’s arm. He opened him up, removing what was left of his bone and replacing it with different objects. He settled on a metal arm, cast from the armor of a great demon, once a rogue knight who slayed countless villages during the Middle Ages.

Bucky knew how to end the torture, he held out for so long but he was weak, physically and mentally. He felt broken and so he conceded, accepting his fate. He hated himself for giving up. He carried out Pierce’s orders, being assigned to a variety of people all over the world; it didn’t matter who they were, only that they be influenced negatively to corrupt their souls.

One day Bucky was assigned to a new mother. He reluctantly went to the hospital with the intent on whispering thoughts to induce postpartum depression. He materialized in the hospital room, pushing past the flowers and balloons, not making himself known to the happy people who crowded around the woman. He stopped in shock as he saw his sister holding a baby swaddled in blue cloth.

“James, after my brother,” Rebecca said. “James Barnes-Proctor.” She wiped tears away as she smiled lovingly at her son. Bucky stood there in shock, seeing his sister and the man he assumed was her husband caressing the forehead of the sleeping infant. He scanned the room for his mother but she wasn’t there. He wanted to stay, to talk to Rebecca and tell her everything but he knew he couldn’t.

He left feeling determined, feeling strong like the man he should have been. He refused to do this any longer, resolving that he would rather be tortured for eternity than hurt anyone else. Pierce blinked a few times, silent in response to Bucky’s defiance. He simply smiled, snapping his fingers as a cloud of black smoke wrapped itself around Bucky. He struggled against the force of energy but wasn’t able to break free. The black cloud entered through his ears and fogged up his mind. Pierce locked away Bucky’s memories, wiping him to create the perfect demon, brainwashing him into fighting for his cause without disobedience. A soldier once again, ready for orders.

Bucky struggled to lift his heavy head, weighed down by all of his memories, guilt and pain. He wiped away fresh tears as he looked around. You had left, a while ago it seemed. Bucky wanted to find you. He wanted to undo some of the damage he’s done. Thanks to you he remembered who he was, he needed to do some good for a lot of people but he wanted to start with you. He tasted the salt on his lips before realizing the unfamiliar sense. How was he able to cry?

His thoughts were interrupted by the image of Pierce calling him back. Bucky wiped his eyes again, bringing his expression back to something neutral as he faced Pierce.

“Mission report.”

PART 3

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Natter # 19  09/04/2016

Subject: MI MG Natter #19 Date: September 4, 2016 at 10:16:01 PM PDT Cuttings continue to delight me. Out of the pot of eight "Seven Sons" I took on the 9th of July, I notice that there are at least two cuttings sending out new growth. Given the date and not knowing their growth rate I will probably need to protect them over the Winter. That's probably true for all the other cuttings that I am seeing now sending out new growth, amongst which are Fuchsias - at least eight different varieties and about 30 total in number. Then there is the very precious Daphne and the two Viburnum carlesii, two different Jasmine, and others. It has been a rather successful Summer I think. I have really enjoyed the eight or so propagation talks I have given so far and I am just starting to hear back from some of the attendees about their successes or otherwise. I have one more talk to give, in September I think it is, but I cannot remember when or where, so I hope whoever asked me to do it, remembers in time to remind me! Today I lifted the last of my Ailsa Craig onions and I will check their weights in a few days to see if I can challenge my record. The shallots are doing very well too and I will probably lift them next week after the expected rain has moved through - might make them put on a little weight. Right now they are about the size of a soft ball so they are not doing badly at all. I will be lifting my spuds in the next few days too I think, although I don't expect too much from them. I was a bit lax in looking after them this year, forgetting to earth them up, so I am not sure what I can expect, but I will soon find out I guess! Further to that, I had a few seed spuds left over from the planting. I had cut them to make the most  of the seed, but I ran out of space and they have been sequestered in the garage since I bought them at the F&G show in February! I was totally amazed that they are still viable, although the original seed tubers have shrunk somewhat. As an experiment I took them over to the ex-Onion patch and planted them today, just in time to catch the first rain drops. My hope is that they will grow and produce a few small spuds in time for Christmas Dinner. They will take a little while to show above ground being a bit whizzened, but with the promised rain to come in the next few days I think they will make it. If they don't there is always TJ's to rely on. My next year's veggie crop will be somewhat different I feel. For a start I won't grow Sun Gold tomatoes again. Great taste though it has, the skins are rather tough and the plant itself grows like a weed. I find it difficult to get into my greenhouse right now as it has grown up to the roof and has come down again in several places and I am fed up with ducking every time I go in. It has also compromised a nearby cucumber which has since stopped producing, when normally it has produced something like 3 every two days. I will probably return to my old favorite English Heirlooms - Ailsa Craig and Alicante - lovely fruit about the size of a golf ball and masses of them. Perfect fruit, red, no blemishes and great flavor. Plus of course my banker - Early Girl. My Melons haven't done so well this year either. Although they were kept watered every day, the leaves have shrivelled and although they set fruit which has grown, the whole lot fell down the other day, so down they stay and I hope they do something - grow a bit bigger and ripen, but who knows now that Autumn seems to be here. I will have erected my fence too before Winter comes, to keep out those dad blasted deer. They have totally destroyed my runner bean crop, by eating every leaf and flower from ground level up to about seven feet. What set above that had been hidden until yesterday and now I find that they are too far gone - just tough and stringy. A total waste of time, money and effort. The Cool Plants & Hot Topics event gets ever closer and just to give you a heads up, you should know that together with Joan Helbacka's talk on Spring Bulbs, you will be offered the chance to order some of those self-same bulbs from Brent & Becky's Bulbs then and there. We have arranged to have Brent & Becky's catalogues available at the event, so that bulbs that take your fancy at the talk can be ordered before you forget. I have ordered their bulbs for years and I have to say that they are of first class quality and then some. I do hope that you will all attend the event and/or volunteer in some way. Whichever, be assured that your presence is needed - we won't be able to do it without you - quite literally and as we hope that it will become an annual event we must remember that you only get one chance to make a first impression. As of this moment, there is just one volunteer for the afternoon shift and I am not sure what we are going to do about that. There was a request sent appealing for volunteers a few days back but the response has been miserable, hopefully it will be alright on the day, although I would rather KNOW it was going to be okay before going in. Last week a client referred to me as "The Hat guy without the hat". I had to explain that both hats are in the shop for their annual refurbishment. The BIG hat had become a trifle heavy on long periods giving me a headache. My birthday hat was starting to get a little the worse for wear and so my friend who made both hats is also refurbing this one too. Bracing things up, probably replacing a couple of tea bags and shuttlecocks and generally giving it the dust & clean it deserves. One or the other, or maybe even both will be back in service by September 24th - wouldn't be a MG plant sale otherwise now would it? Today (4th September) Karin, Paula and I started under several clothing layers. 'Twas a mite nippy at first, but eventually were rewarded and things warmed up - clients started to arrive too, which is always a good thing. Old friends and new arrived over the hours, including my old drinking and dancing partner from last year. Lovely lady and I don't think I will ever forget the story. Just wonderful! I have been sticking cuttings into one of Alison's "Forsythe pots" as she has great success with hers. everything seemed to be going well, although the center pot was getting through water at quite a rate which puzzled me - until that is a looked through the windows one day and saw my cat Pickle drinking from it! There were several samples brought in that had obviously been effected by the dry Summer. Cucumbers, other squashes, tomatoes and on. At least I would hope that by next year people will remember about watering regularly and sufficiently. Previously I had no idea that irregular watering and/or varying temperatures caused cucumbers to develop bitterness, in spite of what Carin had to say. I just have never had the problem, thinking that since cukes are about 90% water they obviously need a fairly copious supply to grow properly. Perhaps I have been lucky in that regard. Rhododendrons also seem to be getting affected, as we had a second sample brought in with collapsed leaves and shrivelling stems. We suspected a nasty sounding fungal attack - 'can't remember the name now and I certainly couldn't spell it without referring to the treatise, but we sent it in for confirmation. The year seems to be dwindling down quite noticeably now, although I did promise an Indian Summer to a couple of ladies, so I will keep my fingers crossed - it has always worked in the past, but maybe this year........! Until next time then, Your fearless leader, Gordon

[leeknown]

30 Questions Tag

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8. favorite solo artist: chungha, im junhyeok, jung sewoon, sunmi, henry, g-dragon, crush, zico 

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28. favorite food: rice

29. nationality: singaporean

30. favorite song now: Im Junhyeok’s Stay 

[drunk-on-writing]

my name is Stanley Almodovar III i carry the name of my father and his father before me i’m twenty-three years young i dyed my hair saturday but no one got to see it sunday morning my name is Amanda Alvear i am twenty-five years young people know me as a pharmacy tech, the girl who lost almost two hundred pounds, the girl who takes too many selfies but the only place i was truly myself was where i was that night my name is Oscar Aracena i am twenty-six years young i’m a student at��Valencia College i was so close to getting my degree… so close my name is Rodolfo Ayala-Ayala i am thirty-three years young i am a supervisor at the OneBlood donation center i never did know if my job was the one who tried to save my life my name is Capt. Antonio Davon Brown of the U.S. Army Reserve i am thirty years young i almost have my doctorate degree of management in organizational leadership almost my name is Darryl Roman Burt II i am twenty-nine years young i just received my master’s degree in Human Resources Management tonight, i was celebrating mi llamo Jonathan Camuy soy es veinticuatro anos trabajo en una cadena de televisión española realmente estaba deseando volver a trabajar el lunes my name is Angel Luis Candelario-Padro i am twenty-eight years young soon, i will be an ophthalmic technician i cannot wait to begin my new job in a few days my name is Omar Capo i am twenty years young i love to dance i always said i wanted to die doing what i loved my name is Simon Carrillo i am thirty-one years young my partner and i just came home from a little getaway to Niagara Falls i was really looking forward to our next vacation together my name is Luis Daniel Conde i am thirty-nine years young my best friend is  Juan Pablo Rivera Velazquez he’s been by my side since high school my name is  Juan Pablo Rivera Velazquez i am twenty-two years young my best friend is  Luis Daniel Conde seems only fitting we left this world together my name is Cory James Connell i am twenty-one years young my brother is getting married this fall and i am to be his best man don’t tell him but i have no idea what to say in my speech my name is Tevin Eugene Crosby i am twenty-five years young i am the owner of a marketing firm, Total Entrepreneurs Concepts hard work truly does pay off; i can’t wait to share my latest meme with all of my facebook friends when i get home tonight my name is Anthony Luis Laureano Disla i am twenty-five years young i love to dance, i want to be a dancer tonight, i want to go dancing with my friends my name is Deonka Deidra Drayton i am thirty-two years young for the first time in a long time, i can finally, confidently, say that i am happy my name is Leroy Valentin Fernandez i am twenty-five years young i love to sing no matter what happens in life, no one will ever take my voice away from me my name is Mercedez Marisol Flores i am twenty-six years young i am studying literature at Valencia College’s West Campus but my true passion is party planning i’ve been thinking about switching majors my name is Peter O. Gonzalez-Cruz i am twenty-two years young all i want to do is make people smile i’ve always thought that laughter could cure anything my name is Paul Terrell Henry i am forty-young years young i am the proud father of two amazing kids and i have the most magnificent boyfriend i cannot thank god enough for all of my blessing my name is Frankie Hernandez i am twenty-seven years young i have a little sister, she’s one of my best friends i cannot wait to see the person she becomes when she grows up my name is Miguel Angel Honorato i am thirty years young i have three sons who i love more than life itself i hope they will enjoy what i have planned for the next birthday party my name is Jimmy De Jesús i am fifty years young i love my job but i am so thankful i have tomorrow off i plan on having a good time tonight my name is Javier Jorge-Reyes i am forty years young i am so, so proud of who i am no one can take that away from me my name is Jason Josaphat i am nineteen years young i love life, i love my life and it’s only just begun my name is Eddie Justice i am thirty years young i have a huge family, but i am a mama’s boy at heart i always make sure to text my mom everyday my name is Christopher Leinonen i am thirty-two years young i am madly in love with my boyfriend, Juan Guerrero i cannot wait to see what the future has in store for the two of us my name is Juan Guerrero i am twenty-five years young i am madly in love with my boyfriend, Christopher Leinonen after a long week at work, i just want to unwind with my love tonight my name is Alejandro Martinez i am twenty-one years young i have only been living in Florida for two years but i have always met so many kind people here; that must be why it is called the “sunshine state” my name is Brenda Lee Marquez-McCool i am forty-nine years young i beat cancer twice and i have never felt more alive my name is Gilberto Ramon Silva Menendez i am twenty-five years young i am studying health care management at the Ana G. Mendez University’s Orlando campus all i want to do is help people my name is Kimberly Morris, but you can call me ‘KJ’ i am thirty-seven years young i moved to Florida to be closer to my mother and grandmother i love my job as a bouncer at Pulse Nightclub my name is Akyra Murray i am eighteen years young i just graduated from West Catholic Preparatory High School my name is Geraldo Ortiz-Jimenez, but you can call me Drake i am twenty-five years young i love Selena Gomez i hope to meet her one day Joel Rayon Paniagua i am thirty-one years young i love dancing i am going to meet my friends for a night of dancing my name is Jean Carlos Mendez Perez i am thirty-five years young not to brag, but i am the best salesperson Perfumania you can ask Luis Daniel Wilson-Leon my name is Luis Daniel Wilson-Leon i am thirty-seven years young growing up wasn’t easy but i can finally say that i am comfortable in my own skin and i am lucky enough to have Jean Carlos Mendez Perez by my side through it all my name is Enrique L. Rios i am twenty-five years young i am from New York but i came to Florida to celebrate my friend’s birthday my name is Eric Ivan Ortiz Rivera i am thirty-six years young i don’t really like clubs but it’s for a friend, so tonight, i will go my name is Xavier Emmanuel Serrano i am thirty-five years young i have a five year old son who is my entire world i just hope i will raise him to be a genuine and compassionate person my name is Christopher Sanfeliz i am twenty-four years young i am a personal banker at J.P. Morgan Chase bank i am very thankful to have Sundays off, especially tonight my name is Yilmary Rodriguez Solivan i am twenty-four years young i am a proud mom and wife my youngest baby is three months old my name is Jean Carlos Nieves Rodriguez i am twenty-seven years young i just brought my first house i just want my mom to live somewhere nice my name is Edward Sotomayor Jr. i was named after my father i am thirty-four years young i love my boyfriend and i love adventure my name is Shane Tomlinson i am thirty-three years young i am the lead singer in a band i love to bring music to the lives of others my name is Martin Benitez Torres i am thirty-three years young last month, i enrolled in college i hope to be a pharmacy tech my name is Juan Rivera Velazquez i am thirty-nine years young i love being a hair stylist  i love making people feel beautiful my name Luis Vielma i am twenty-two years young i love my job, especially working on the Harry Potter ride at Universal but one day i really want to become an EMT my name is Jerald Arthur Wright i am thirty-one years young i have a huge family, both biological and my coworkers  tonight i am celebrating my friend’s birthday

say their names (cc, 2017)

[chrismerle]

You’re Lucky You Made It: Prologue

Fandom:  Final Fantasy XV Characters:  Prompto Argentum. A couple OCs. Chapter Rating:  G, for the moment.  Warnings: A bit of bullying? It’s glossed over. Word count so far: 495 Notes:  So, in If the Ring Fits, there was one AU where Prompto lived in Tenebrae, was buddies with Luna, and was working as...basically Ravus's PA. That AU, along with the Fail Bus AU, attracted some interest and I decided 'why not?'Now, I'm gonna be honest with all of you. I am VERY SLOW when it comes to fanfiction. And very flaky. I'm actually kinda excited about this one, though, so hopefully I'll keep at it. (all encouragement is welcome. and I encourage people to shout out suggestions.) But so far I know BASICALLY NOTHING about how this is gonna go. Will there be pairings? Fuck if I know. How many other characters are gonna show up? Thbbbppppt, ask someone else, 'cause I have no clue. What am I doing? Saying 'fuck it all,' that's what. Anyway, here we have the prologue. The very tiny prologue. I only posted this part separately because it's written in a noticeably different style than the true chapter one, and I figured it'd be kinda jarring if it was submitted as one chapter. (also I had Jenny O. music stuck in my head when I typed the fic title) Obligatory Disclaimer:  I don’t own FFXV, since I’m not Square-Enix and I don’t even know anyone from Square-Enix. I don’t own the characters. I’m just playing with them.

PROLOGUE: Let’s start at the very beginning

When he was an infant, he was smuggled out of Niflheim, wrapped in a blanket with his arm swathed in bandages to hide the barcode imprinted there. He was given to the Argentums, a Lucian family. They called him Prompto, he called them Mama and Papa, and they belonged to each other. If they were ever aware of where he came from or just how unusual his adoption was, they never said anything about it. His mother worked as an EMT and his father as a banker. They were good, well-meaning, average people.

Prompto was four years old when an opportunity for his father to have a better job opened up across the map. They packed up Prompto, his toys, and most of the things in the house, and off they went to Tenebrae. It made little difference to Prompto, whose memories of Lucis were young and faded easily.

His mother could have stopped working if she wanted to. She didn't--she said she would go batty if she couldn't fill her time--but she did work less, so she could drop Prompto off at school herself most mornings, and pick him up on some afternoons. So she could watch him grow and feel like she was actually there for his life.

He was a solitary child, clinging to his mother's pants in public and keeping to himself in class, even if he watched his classmates like there was a window between them and he was trying to figure out how to break it.

He was eight when his parents gave him a camera--plastic, disposable, maybe ten gil, but that wasn't the important part--and he loved it. It went everywhere with him, until it ran out of film and his father took it away to get it developed when he wasn't looking, deftly leaving an identical replacement in its spot.

He learned through trial and error, for the most part. The first lessons were simple. Faces were good, so long as he wasn't looking up someone's nose. Faces were better if they weren't paying attention to him. Nothing looked like what it was supposed to be if he moved too much. The more complicated lessons came later, but they were some very nice building blocks. He was only nine by the time his parents decided he could be trusted with an actual camera.

Prompto was ten when a classmate finally grabbed his arm and stared hard at the barcode that he had always carefully not questioned. She squinted at it before laughing and asking, "What, did your parents get you for half-off somewhere?"

He used his allowance to buy a pair of gloves at a thrift store that afternoon. His parents didn't question it. Instead they looked…sad. He continued to carefully not question it.

When he was twelve years old, he found a lanky, half-grown dog wandering the street as he walked home from school. As with many things, the dog changed everything.

[clayrzyan]

Business funding Small Business Loan Update - Stimulus Bill Helps Bailout Businesses If They Cannot

As we continue to sift dutifully through the over 1,000 pages of the stimulus bill (American Recovery and Reinvestment Act of 2009), there is one provision that is not getting much attention but could be very helpful to small businesses. If you are a small business and have received an SBA loan from your local banker, but are having trouble making payments, you can get a “stabilization loan”. That’s right; finally, some bailout money goes into the hands of the small business owner, instead of going down the proverbial deep hole of the stock market or large banks. But don’t get too excited. It is limited to very specific instances and is not available for the vast majority of business owners. There are some news articles that boldly claim the SBA will now provide relief if you have an existing business loan and are having trouble making the payments. This is not a true statement and needs to be clarified. As seen in more detail in this article, this is wrong because it applies to troubled loans made in the future, not existing ones. Here is how it works. Assume you were one of the lucky few that find a bank to make an SBA loan. You proceed on your merry way but run into tough economic times and find it hard to repay. Remember these are not conventional loans but loans from an SBA licensed lender that are guaranteed for default by the U.S. government through the SBA (depending upon the loan, between 50% and 90%). Under the new stimulus bill, the SBA might come to your rescue. You will be able to get a new loan which will pay-off the existing balance on extremely favorable terms, buying more time to revitalize your business and get back in the saddle. Sound too good to be true? Well, you be the judge. Here are some of the features: 1. Does not apply to SBA loans taken out before the stimulus bill. As to non-SBA loans, they can be before or after the bill’s enactment. 2. Does it apply to SBA guaranteed loans or non-SBA conventional loans as well? We don’t know for sure. This statute simply says it applies to a “small business concern that meets the eligibility standards and section 7(a) of the Small Business Act” (Section 506 © of the new Act). That contains pages and pages of requirements which could apply to both types of loans. Based on some of the preliminary reports from the SBA, it appears it applies to both SBA and non-SBA loans. 3. These monies are subject to availability in the funding of Congress. Some think the way we are going with our Federal bailout, we are going be out of money before the economy we are trying to save. 4. You don’t get these monies unless you are a viable business. Boy, you can drive a truck through that phrase. Our friends at the SBA will determine if you are “viable” (imagine how inferior you will be when you have to tell your friends your business was determined by the Federal government to be “non-viable” and on life support). 5. You have to be suffering “immediate financial hardship”. So much for holding out making payments because you’d rather use the money for other expansion needs. How many months you have to be delinquent, or how close your foot is to the banana peel of complete business failure, is anyone’s guess. 6. It is not certain, and commentators disagree, as to whether the Federal government through the SBA will make the loan from taxpayers’ dollars or by private SBA licensed banks. In my opinion it is the latter. It carries a 100% SBA guarantee and I would make no sense if the government itself was making the loan. 7. The loan cannot exceed $35,000. Presumably the new loan will be “taking out” or refinancing the entire balance on the old one. So if you had a $100,000 loan that you have been paying on time for several years but now have a balance of $35,000 and are in trouble, boy do we have a program for you. Or you might have a smaller $15,000 loan and after a short time need help. The law does not say you have to wait any particular period of time so I guess you could be in default after the first couple of months. 8. You can use it to make up no more than six months of monthly delinquencies. 9. The loan will be for a maximum term of five years. 10. The borrower will pay absolutely no interest for the duration of the loan. Interest can be charged, but it will be subsidized by the Federal government. 11. Here’s the great part. If you get one of these loans, you don’t have to make any payments for the first year. 12. There are absolutely no upfront fees allowed. Getting such a loan is 100% free (of course you have to pay principal and interest after the one year moratorium). 13. The SBA will decide whether or not collateral is required. In other words, if you have to put liens on your property or residence. My guess is they will lax as to this requirement. 14. You can get these loans until September 30, 2010. 15. Because this is emergency legislation, within 15 days after signing the bill, the SBA has to come up with regulations. Here is a summary of the actual legislative language if you are having trouble getting to sleep: . SEC. 506. BUSINESS STABILIZATION PROGRAM. (a) IN GENERAL- Subject to the availability of appropriations, the Administrator of the Small Business Administration shall carry out a program to provide loans on a deferred basis to viable (as such term is determined pursuant to regulation by the Administrator of the Small Business Administration) small business concerns that have a qualifying small business loan and are experiencing immediate financial hardship. (b) ELIGIBLE BORROWER- A small business concern as defined under section 3 of the Small Business Act (15 U.S.C. 632). © QUALIFYING SMALL BUSINESS LOAN- A loan made to a small business concern that meets the eligibility standards in section 7(a) of the Small Business Act (15 U.S.C. 636(a)) but shall not include loans guarantees (or loan guarantee commitments made) by the Administrator prior to the date of enactment of this Act. (d) LOAN SIZE- Loans guaranteed under this section may not exceed $35,000. (e) PURPOSE- Loans guaranteed under this program shall be used to make periodic payment of principal and interest, either in full or in part, on an existing qualifying small business loan for a period of time not to exceed 6 months. (f) LOAN TERMS- Loans made under this section shall: (1) carry a 100 percent guaranty; and (2) have interest fully subsidized for the period of repayment. (g) REPAYMENT- Repayment for loans made under this section shall– (1) be amortized over a period of time not to exceed 5 years; and (2) not begin until 12 months after the final disbursement of funds is made. (h) COLLATERAL- The Administrator of the Small Business Administration may accept any available collateral, including subordinated liens, to secure loans made under this section. (i) FEES- The Administrator of the Small Business Administration is prohibited from charging any processing fees, origination fees, application fees, points, brokerage fees, bonus points, prepayment penalties, and other fees that could be charged to a loan applicant for loans under this section. (j) SUNSET- The Administrator of the Small Business Administration shall not issue loan guarantees under this section after September 30, 2010. (k) EMERGENCY RULEMAKING AUTHORITY- The Administrator of the Small Business Administration shall issue regulations under this section within 15 days after the date of enactment of this section. The notice requirements of section 553(b) of title 5, United States Code shall not apply to the promulgation of such regulations. The real question The real question is whether a private bank will loan under this program. Unfortunately, few will do so because the statute very clearly states that no fees whatsoever can be charged, and how can a bank make any money if they loan under those circumstances. Sure, they might make money in the secondary market, but that is dried up, so they basically are asked to make a loan out of the goodness of their heart. On the other hand, it carries a first ever 100% government guarantee so the bank’s know they will be receiving interest and will have no possibility of losing a single dime. Maybe this will work after all. But there is something else that would be of interest to a bank. In a way, this is a form of Federal bailout going directly to small community banks. They have on their books loans that are in default and they could easily jump at the chance of being able to bail them out with this program. Especially if they had not been the recipients of the first TARP monies. Contrary to public sentiment, most of them did not receive any money. But again, this might not apply to that community bank. Since they typically package and sell their loans within three to six months, it probably wouldn’t even be in default at that point. It would be in the hands of the secondary market investor. So is this good or bad for small businesses? Frankly, it’s good to see that some bailout money is working its way toward small businesses, but most of them would rather have a loan in the first place, as opposed help when in default. Unfortunately, this will have a limited application. Wouldn’t it be better if we simply expanded our small business programs so more businesses could get loans? How about the SBA creating a secondary market for small business loans? I have a novel idea: for the moment forget about defaults, and concentrate on making business loans available to start-ups or existing businesses wanting to expand. How about having a program that can pay off high-interest credit card balances? There is hardly a business out there that has not been financing themselves lately through credit cards, simply because banks are not making loans. It is not unusual for people to have $50,000 plus on their credit cards, just to stay afloat. Talk about saving high interest. You can imagine how much cash flow this would give a small business. We should applaud Congress for doing their best under short notice to come up with this plan. Sure this is a form of welcome bailout for small businesses, but I believe it misses the mark as to the majority of the 27 million business owners that are simply looking for a loan they can repay, as opposed to a handout Business funding. source https://www.mompopbizfunding.com/blog/business-funding-small-business-loan-update-stimulus-bill-helps-bailout-businesses-if-they-cannot

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