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acciopietro · 3 years ago

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i’m sorry this is kinda lengthy but basically peter is a huge simp for reader but he’s scared to put her in danger bc he’s spider-man but some villains find out he likes reader anyway so they attack her but he’s nearby and rushed to help her only to see that her take them out and finds out that’s she’s an underground hero so he confronts her later and it’s super fluffy and cute

silk - p.p.

pairing: th! peter parker x fem! reader

summary: in which peter’s school crush is not what she seems.

word count: 5,030

tw: mentions of abusive relationships and violence.

a/n: i hope you don’t mind i changed up the plot just a little bit!! same idea basically but just slightly different. im in a bit of a writing slump so i hope you dont mind i used ur request to try and get my creative thinking back up and running LOL. i never know what to do when making reader a superhero so i just made Y/N like silk from the comics. if you don’t know who she is, google her! she’s awesome! thanks for the request <3 BTW this is not edited bc im lazy

PETER LIKED TO THINK HE WAS SMART ENOUGH TO KNOW WHEN TO GIVE UP. He was an Avenger, for gods sake; if he could fight someone like Thanos, then he could accurately gage when it was time to take a step back and admit that not all battles could be won. Even if he was willing to fight until his last breath.

He had liked Y/N for a while. Longer than he’d ever admit to anyone else, even Aunt May or Ned. Since before he became Spider-Man, she had caught his eye, but Peter had always been a bit too nervous to approach her. He had gotten lucky when his schedule lined up with hers for his Junior year, having five out of his seven classes with her. The only issue, however, was her boyfriend.

Her boyfriend was no match for Peter. Peter might be Spider-Man undercover, but in the daylight of his high school career, he was... kind of a loser. Y/N’s boyfriend, James, was six-foot-three and Captain of the wrestling team, with broad shoulders and a strong jaw. Peter, on the other hand, was a measly five-foot-nine and often compared himself to looking like a toddler. Aunt May said otherwise, but that didn’t change anything.

“Hey, Pete,” she smiled at him, the apples of her cheeks round as she slid into the seat in front of him. She was the only one who called her ‘Pete,’ with the exception of Aunt May. Having so many shared classes had brought forth the closest thing he could get to being hers: an in-school friendship.

“Hi,” he pursed his lips into a smile, lifting a hand up in a meek wave. Fiddling with his pencil where it hovered above his graph paper, he eyed her and said, “I, uh— I like your shoes.”

“Oh, really?” she glanced down at the black-and-white skate shoes. “I was iffy about wearing them, ‘cause they kind of make me feet look like squares, don’tcha think?”

Peter peered back down at the shoes and cracked a small grin. “Maybe a little bit. But it’s not bad, I think they’re cool.”

“Thanks!” Y/N leaned down to unzip her backpack, taking out the notebook of graph paper with a series of messy scribbles along the margins. She flipped it open, turned in her chair to face him. “Okay, so I’m assuming you did the homework? I seriously have no idea how to do this, and I figured you did.”

“Oh, yeah — yeah, I — I did the homework,” Peter nodded fervently, leaning forward over his desk so he could see her notebook. She placed it on the top of his desk, fully facing him, and pointed to the second problem on the sheet.

“So I used SOH-CAH-TOA to find this angle, but then I guess I messed it up somewhere along here....” she continued talking, explaining the process of her attempt at solving the calculus problem. Peter listened intently to her words, all while staring at the different flecks of color in her e/c eyes and losing himself the way she bit the inside of her cheek in between sentences. “Peter?”

“Yeah?” he snapped out of it. She was smiling at him and oh, shit, he hadn’t heard the second half of what she was saying.

“So do you think you could help?” she asked. Her eyes shifted over towards the clock on the front wall. “‘Cause we got like three minutes until the period officially starts and I seriously need a good grade.”

“Yeah, of course,” Peter gulped and grabbed his calculator, focusing his eyes on the graph paper and began copying down the equation from his own notebook. It was dreadfully difficult to keep his focus with her leaning so close to him, her perfume flooding into his brain and fogging up his mind. He scribbled down the solution as fast as you can.

“Oh, duh!” she slumped her shoulders. “I guess I multiplied wrong. I always screw up simple math.”

“No, you did it right the first time,” Peter gently smiled at her, careful not to keep eye contact for too long. “Just a little mess up in the middle. But all the other math was, uhm... spot on.”

“Thanks, Pete,” she nodded, tapping her fingers on the spiral spine of her notebook. “I’m really glad that — oh shit!”

She jolted in her spot, a pair of hands coming down to squeeze her shoulders. She turned around and sighed; Peter followed the hands and was disappointed to see James, her boyfriend, standing beside her desk.

“You scared the shit out of me!” she said breathily, one hand flying to rest over her heart. “Jesus!”

“Sorry, babe,” James chuckled, slipping into his spot— which just so happened to be right beside her, diagonal from Peter. “What’s good, Penis Parker?”

Peter felt his ears turn red, and he clenched his jaw, avoiding the other boys eyes and shifting awkwardly in his seat. Y/N abruptly whacked her boyfriend on the arm, suddenly frowning.

“Don’t be a dick,” she said pointedly. James laughed.

“It’s just a joke,” he lifted his hands in defense. “Parker doesn’t care, does he? Do you?”

Peter glanced up, eyes darting between James and Y/N. He only shrugged.

“It doesn’t matter,” Y/N said, scooting her chair under her desk as soon as she saw the teacher enter the classroom. “It’s still rude and immature and his name is Peter.”

“Okay, chill out,” James muttered. “Hey, you did the homework, right?”

Peter watched Y/N send her boyfriend a very tired expression, her shoulders slouching. “Seriously?"

“What? C’mon, I had practice ‘till late last night,” James frowned. “And you know how much I struggle with Calc.”

Y/N gave another sigh before reluctantly handing him her notebook. Peter watched the exchange with a slight frown, biting his tongue to refrain from saying something about cheating and morality or something equally as stupid. He wasn’t going to tattle. He didn’t want to do that to her, not that he gave a flying fuck about what happened to James.

James wordlessly threw the notebook back to her after a few minutes; she caught it swiftly and spared him another longing sort of glance before bowing her head and facing the front of the room. Peter clenched his jaw and sent a glare towards the back of James’ head; he knew he was a dick, and she knew he was a dick. So why the hell was she dating him?

There was no way in hell that James had some kind of brilliant quality about him that made this kind of treatment worth it. It’s not like he was remarkably thoughtful, or funny, or attractive. He was pleasant looking, sure, but Peter was sure there wasn’t a single redeeming quality about him.

As though he had heard his thoughts, James suddenly turned his head around and was met with Peter’s lingering glare. He narrowed his eyes at him, glanced at Y/N, and then looked back at Peter. Peter fought the urge to bow his head and shy away; he was Spider-Man for fuck’s sake! He could handle some stupid high school asshole, couldn’t he?

Peter frowned the entire walk from class to his locker, where he tiredly turned his lock and swung open the metal door as though the interaction in Calculus had taken a serious toll on him.

“Peter!” came a cheery voice from his right. Leaning back to look over his locker, he saw Ned, grinning. “You look so unhappy to see me. Is there a reason for this, or are you just, like, being moody today?”

“Being moody today,” Peter mumbled. “’Cause of stupid James Lewis.”

“Ah,” Ned said wisely, leaning against the other lockers as Peter slipped out his textbook and closed the metal door. “Yeah, that can really wreck a guys mood.”

“Yeah,” Peter breathed, watching as Y/N approached her locker on the other end of the hall. James followed at her heels, laughing obnoxiously with another boy on the wrestling team and ignoring his girlfriend entirely. Y/N took out her books, clutching them to her chest, and turned to speak to James; Peter watched as she fiddled nervously with her necklace as she waited for her boyfriend to look at her. “Why’s she dating him, man? He’s so awful.”

“I dunno, dude,” Ned shrugged. “Women are the world’s greatest mystery.”

“So are men,” Peter muttered, sending James a final glare before he and Ned turned the other way.

---

EARLY THAT EVENING, just before he left for patrol, Peter’s phone rang. Which was fairly normal, considering Ned called him a million times a day and Aunt May often send him the occasional call on her way home from work. This time, however, startled him, because the name on the call was not Ned, nor was is May. It said Y/N.

“H-Hey, Y/N, hi!” Peter stammered out after pressing the green answer button, steadying his grip on his phone after it had almost slipped from his grasp. “Hello!”

“Hi, Pete,” her voice said, sounding sweet. “Sorry to call you at such a weird time. I—er— had a question about the homework?”

“Oh, yeah!” Peter held the phone to his ear with his shoulder and shot his hand out across his room; a web flung from his wrist and stuck itself onto his Calculus notebook. It soared towards him, and he frantically flipped to the most recent page. “Which one?”

“Uhm, number three.”

Peter scanned the page through the latex of his mask.

“I don’t think we had to do number three tonight,” he answered with an awkwardly laugh. Through the phone, she gave a noise of disapproval.

“Ugh, of course!” she said exasperatedly. “I always copy down the wrong numbers from the board. Thanks for telling me. Sorry to bother you!”

“No, no, you’re not — you’re not a bother!” Peter insisted in a shrill voice, grabbing his mask from the top of his head and tugging it off of his face. “Never a bother!”

With a laugh, she said, “I totally procrastinated my homework... I was totally binge watching all the Spider-Man videos on YouTube. Have you see them?”

Peter coughed rather loudly. “Erm, yeah, a few. Don’t really pay attention to, uh... to Spider-Man...”

“They’re totally awesome,” she gushed, and Peter felt heat flood up into his cheeks. “How do you not pay attention to Spider-Man? I feel like that’s right up your alley.”

“I dunno,” Peter shrugged absentmindedly. “We’ve got tons of Avengers, y’know? Guess I’m just... erm... kinda desensitized to it.”

"I’m kind of a dork about the Avengers, actually,” she said timidly. “I don’t care how many times I see Captain America on the news— I am totally mesmerized each and every time. Same with Spider-Man. I think they’re so cool.”

“...mesmerized?” Peter perked his head up. “Uhm... how so?”

“Thought you didn’t care about Spider-Man?”

Peter pressed his lips together. “I don’t.”

You dismissively waved your hand and said, “Then, I’ll stop. I don’t mean to be geeking out.”

“No, it’s okay!” Peter said hastily. “Really, I don’t mind. I think it’s cool that you think the Avengers are cool. They are cool.”

“But not Spider-Man?”

“I — well — no, Spider-Man is cool, I never said he wasn’t cool,” Peter went on. “But, I’m just saying, like... I dunno. The other Avengers are better. Like... like Iron Man, he’s awesome. Black Widow, she’s... the best.”

“Hm,” she paused. “I think I’ll be her for Halloween. You totally just sparked my imagination, thanks!”

“No problem,” he replied, willing himself not to think about what she might look like in the tight, leather suit that Black Widow wore. There was a beat of silence, and Peter was sure he had started sweating.

“Okay, well... I ought to finish the homework that we actually have to do,” she joked, a smile heard within her words. Peter felt himself grin. “I’ll see you tomorrow in class, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah— see you!” he said, and with a Click! she was gone. Turning off his phone, he tossed it onto his bed and groaned, putting his head in his hands and frowning. He was way too enthusiastic to say See you!. Taking a deep breath, he grabbed his phone again and slipped it into his pocket before grabbing his mask and slipping it over his face; it was time to patrol, not to daydream. Cracking open his window, he was gone.

---

SOMETHING WAS WRONG. Peter felt it as soon as he went on patrol for the night. The streets of the city were empty, the night breeze whisking up the dust of the pavement and paving a path for no one. It was unlike Queens to be so quiet at this time of night; even at a quarter past midnight, the city was usually lively, however this night was different.

Mindlessly winging along the sides of the cities skyscrapers, Peter wondered what could be the cause of this weird occurrence. It wasn’t like someone kidnapped and hid away the entire population of Queens... nor was their some kind of alien abduction (he would’ve seen it). Maybe it was a holiday he wasn’t aware of and every happened to go on vacation at the same time. Or maybe—

“Woah!” said a voice, and before his eyes focused back into the world around him, he slammed face first into another figure. He shot a hand up as he flipped upside down, a web sticking onto one of the nearby billboards above, and watched as the mysterious figure slid down the wall before coming to a pause. He blinked. How were they sticking to the wall?

Lowering himself down, he stared at the figure. He might have been watching them from an upside-down point of view, but he could see clearly the web design on their suit.

“Hi,” he said, tilting his head to the side as though to watch them more clearly. They lifted their head, pushing h/c out of their eyes; they had a red mask over their nose and mouth, e/c eyes blinking up at him.

The torso of their suit was silver, with a red-and-black web pattern across their chest, however the arms and legs were black with the exception of her fingers, which were painted a bright red. Woah.

“Uhm,” Peter said again. “How’s it hangin’?”

“It’s all right,” the figure said; the voice was feminine, familiar. He felt his stomach jump for a second, as though he knew who it was, but it went away after a moment. “With the exception of you slamming into me.”

“Sorry about that,” Peter lowered himself more and crawled up the single web so he could be right-side up, at her eye-level. “Wasn’t paying attention. Hey, who are you?”

“None of your bees-wax,” she sassed, lifting a hand up. “I gotta go.”

“Woah, woah!” Peter shot out a web to intercept hers, swinging up to follow her. “Hey, c’mon! You know who I am, right?”

“Obviously,” she said, her back to him as she swung away. “Doesn’t mean I owe you anything.”

Peter frowned under his mask. “Well, how’re you also SpiderMan? Or... Spider-Woman? Sorry.”

“It’s Silk, actually,” she said exasperatedly. “And I’m what you call also SpiderMan because some nasty insect decided to bite me two days ago.”

“Yesterday?” Peter mused, still following her. “How’re you swinging so well, then?”

“Practice,” she shrugged and came to a stop on a nearby rooftop. “Are you gonna follow me all the way home, or what?”

“Oh, sorry,” Peter launched himself towards her, landing on the same roof. “I’m just... curious. Hey, were you the reason why everyone was gone?”

“Yup. Huge robbery at the edge of the city. Everyone sort of flocked outside when I got ‘em out of the place,” she said, crossing her arms over his chest. Peter stared, eyes trailing over the fine details of her suit. She furrowed her brows. “Hey! Look me in the eyes when I’m talking to you, you creep!”

“Sorry! Sorry!” Peter flinched. “I wasn’t— I wasn’t staring at your— I was looking at your suit! It’s really cool.”

“Thanks,” she avoided his eyes and rubbed the side of her head. Peter then noticed she had a bruise forming on her upper cheekbone. “I need to go home, okay?”

“Okay, yeah,” Peter nodded feverishly. “Didn’t mean to keep you.”

“All good, SpiderMan,” she gave him a salute and said, “See you ‘round.”

---

WORD OF SILK had spread faster than Peter anticipated. The next day at school, her name permeated about the hallways, whispers of her trickling around Peter wherever he went. She was the first thing Ned spoke of when Peter saw him that morning, and he was floored to find out Peter had actually met her.

Y/N was not in the calculus classroom when Peter walked in. She usually was there before him, however the seat in front of him remained empty. James, her boyfriend, came in earlier than usual, looking especially cranky. Peter gave him his own glare (which wasn’t very menacing, but he liked to pretend it was) before averting his eyes to his graph paper.

“The hell are you looking at, Parker?” James barked. Peter shifted his eyes up.

“Nothing,” Peter said.

James scoffed and slumped into his seat, running a hand through his hair before sending a nod of a greeting to the girl who sat on the other side of him. Peter frowned at this, watching as the random girl blushed and sent a wave back.

Right before the bell rang, as the last kids settled into their seats, Y/N speed-walked in, frantically apologizing to the teacher as she hustled into her seat. Peter sat up straighter, staring to try and meet her eyes, but she slid into her seat without looking up at anyone.

The teacher, Mr. Bruno, began to teach, and Peter watched as James leaned over to nudge Y/N with the eraser of his pencil. She snapped her head over; her eyes were bloodshot, her cheeks flushed red, and her fist was clenched around her pencil.

“Woah,” James whispered. “What happened to you?”

She deeply inhaled through her nose, closing her eyes for a moment. “What do you want?”

“Don’t take that tone with me,” James furrowed his brow. “You did the homework, right?”

“Yes, but I can’t give it to you now,” she whispered. “Mr. Bruno’s teaching, and I’d get in trouble—”

“Oh, come on, Y/N, just slide it over,” James said dismissively. “Won’t hurt you. It’s really not that big of a deal—”

“She said no,” Peter blurted. James whipped his head around, as did Y/N. She blinked at him, e/c eyes shining, and she gave him a pursed-lip smile that said thanks, but you shouldn’t have done that.

“The hell did you just say?” James hissed. “Huh, Penis Parker? You got somethin’ to say?”

“Yeah,” Peter gulped. “She said no. Leave her alone.”

“She’s my girlfriend,” James barked. “This is our business, all right?”

Y/N said nothing, avoiding both of their eyes; she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, and Peter saw her chest begin to ride and fall rather quickly. It was then he noticed, as he stared at her, that there was a large bruise on the side of her cheek. Oh god, Peter thought. He’s hitting her.

“You shouldn’t speak to your girlfriend that way,” Peter muttered, turning back to face the whiteboard, copying down the notes that Mr. Bruno had written. “It’s disrespectful.”

“Yeah, ‘cause I’m going to take your relationship advice, Parker,” James scoffed, shaking his head. “No girl could ever date you, man.”

“Quit being a dick, James!” Y/N said rather loudly, to which Mr. Bruno finally turned around and set his eyes on her. The classroom fell silent.

“Ms. L/N, please don’t use that kind of language in my classroom,” he said gently, to which Y/N melted into her chair and nodded her head.

“Sorry,” she mumbled, casting her eyes down. She didn’t speak for the rest of the class, ignoring glares she received from James. She didn’t even turn around when they were told to work independently. Peter prayed she wouldn’t pay for his actions.

“Hey,” he said to her as soon as the bell rang, reaching over to touch her shoulder. She jumped back, eyes wide, before her shoulders deflating at the sight of him.

“Oh, sorry, Pete,” she said, her voice tired. Her eyes were still bloodshot and glistening, and he stared at her gently with concern. “Scared me.”

“Wait here for a sec,” he told her, watching as James threw his bag over his shoulder. She gave him a look. “Please?”

“Y/N, c’mon,” James beckoned her. Y/N spared Peter a look before she turned and said.

“I’ll catch up,” she said carefully. “I gotta talk to Pete.”

James glanced in between them cynically, before his malicious glare settled on Peter. He clenched his jaw and said, “Fine,” before stomping out of the classroom.

“Are you okay?” Peter asked Y/N once James was out of earshot.

“I’m just tired, I promise,” she assured him. “I didn’t sleep well.”

“You’re all flushed. And your face is bruised...” Peter lifted a hand up absentmindedly as though to graze the bruise with his knuckle, but he snapped his hand back down to his side when he realized what he was doing. Glancing back at the door, where James had disappeared, Peter said, “Look, if somethings wrong... if you’re not safe...”

Y/N furrowed her brows. “Safe? I’m plenty safe, I promise. What is this about?”

“James,” Peter said. “I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions, but... he kind of treats you like shit, Y/N.”

“I — he’s just...” she gulped. “He gets angry. I know it’s not good, but...”

She clenched her jaw and glanced feverishly behind Peter.

“It’s not like I can just dump him and have everything be all rainbows and sunshine, okay?” her shoulders tensed. “He’s my first boyfriend, I... I can’t just dump him.”

Peter frowned and glanced down at her bruised cheek. “But he’s...”

Y/N lifted a hand to touch her bruise, and with a faint smile she said, “I know what you’re thinking. He didn’t hit me, Pete.”

“You don’t have to lie,” Peter pressed further. Y/N furrowed her brows. “You can tell me. I can help you—”

“It’s not from him, Peter!” she insisted and threw her backpack over her shoulder, however it accidentally whacked her water bottle than had been sitting on the corner of the desk.

Peter, the hairs on his arms raising, lunged forward to grab it, however his fingers bumped right into hers. Lifting his eyes up, he saw that she had caught the bottle before he had. How...? he couldn’t finish the thought. She pursed her lips and turned to tuck the water bottle into the side pocket of her bag.

“Don’t worry about me, Peter,” she said hastily without looking at him, her hand not leaving the water bottle on the side of her backpack.

She shook her wrist around as though to try and take her fingers off the bottle, however her hand stayed put. Peter watched intently. Y/N finally settled on taking the bottle out and holding it in front of her.

“I’m fine,” she told him firmly. “Erm — see you.”

And she circling around him without another word, starting towards the door. Peter hastily turned to grab his own bag in an attempt to rush after her.

“Wait, you left your—!” Peter picked up her pencil and turned around, but she was already gone. Sighing, he moved to put the pencil down, but something caught him off guard; a strand of a spider web wrapped around the eraser like a cocoon. His head snapped up.

No fucking way.

---

DESPITE HAVING A good amount of classes with her, Y/N seemed to keep slipping out of his grasp again and again throughout the day. She ignored the notes he kept asking Ned to give her in History, pretending like she didn’t see him staring at her in English, speed-walking away from him in the cafeteria. Peter was sure he’d have to web her to keep her in one place just so he could talk to her.

By the sound of the final bell, Peter raced out of his last class (Physics) and practically sprinted to his locker before pushing his way down the stairwell in an attempt to reach the main entrance to the school to find Y/N. She parked her car on the side of the building, and although Peter walked the other way to catch his bus home, he decided to walk to her car. But when he reached her car, and she wasn’t there, he realized how creepy he probably seemed.

“Pete?” he heard his name, and he grimaced before turning around. Y/N was standing on the sidewalk, books hugged to her chest.

“Hey,” he dragged out, tensing his shoulders. “Uhm. Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” she sighed, walking around the other side of the car to drop her backpack and books onto the passenger seat. “What... erm... what’re you doing at my car?”

“Well, that’s... it’s...” Peter pursed his lips. Digging into his pocket, he took out her web-wrapped pencil. Her brows twitched. “I found this.”

“Thanks,” she reached out and grabbed it from him. “I was looking for it.”

“No, that’s... look at the end of it,” Peter said. At this, she furrowed her brows in confusion and glanced down at the eraser, covered in silk. She clenched her jaw and said nothing. “I... you can tell me, y’know.”

“Tell you what?” she said, putting her pencil back in her pocket. Peter opened his mouth wordlessly. “What’s up with you and your accusations today?”

“Okay, in my defense, it’s kind of hard to not thing you’ve got an abusive boyfriend when he treats you — and everyone else, might I add! — like shit all the time, every day.”

“I — he doesn’t —”

“So when you come into class looking like you’re about to cry, and with a bad bruise on the side of your cheek, excuse me for being just a little bit concerned!” Peter blurted. Y/N stared at him wordlessly. “And now there’s spider-web wrapped around your pencil. And the whole school is talking about this mysterious spider-woman—”

“She’s not a Spider-Woman,” Y/N muttered, brushing past Peter and opening the door to the driver’s seat. “Her names’ Silk.”

“Proving my point!” Peter threw his arms up. “I know it’s you! Silk said the same thing!”

At this, Y/N squinted and peered at him oddly. “What do you mean Silk said the same thing? Have you met her?”

Peter opened and closed his mouth like a fish for a moment. “I — that’s — no! Of course I haven’t! When — when would I have —?”

“Ah, okay,” Y/N suddenly smirked. “Why don’t you tell me what your deal is, then? I know it’s you!”

Peter clenched his jaw. “What... don’t turn this on me! This is about you!”

“You just made it about you,” Y/N stepped forward to him, and lowering her voice to a whisper, she said, “Spider-Man.”

Peter flushed and jumped back. “No! No, that’s — I don’t know where you’re getting that from! Look at me, I can’t be — I could never be — look at me! I don’t even—”

Y/N suddenly threw her phone out towards the ground at Peter’s feet. Cutting off his ramble, he struck his hand out nonchalantly and catch the phone. Handing it back to her, he continued, “Careful with that. But, anyways, it’s not me!”

“You just caught that in less than a second,” Y/N deadpanned. “If you’re honest with me, I’ll be honest with you.”

Peter stared at her for a moment, unsure. Rocking back and forth on his feet, he squinted and said, “You first.”

Sighing, she rolled her eyes and said, “Okay. You’re right.”

“Ha!” Peter pumped a fist in the air. “Knew it!”

“Now you.”

He frowned and took a deep breath. “You... I... you can’t tell anyone.”

She suddenly beamed. “Y’know, I thought there was something suspiciously charming about Spider-Man.”

Red-faced, Peter said, “Charming?”

“Yeah,” Y/N shrugged sheepishly, her face tinged pink. “Look, I... James is...” she sighed. “I broke up with him. Right after last period.”

Peter’s face lit up.

“But... it’s not all sunshine and roses now,” she muttered. “He made a big stink about it and now he won’t stop calling me, and... he just... he scares me a bit.”

He frowned and took a step closer to her, leaning against the side of the car to face her. “I won’t let him hurt you.”

“Thanks," she said half-heartedly.

“I’m serious,” Peter said, bowing his head slightly and staring down at her. “He might be a wrestler or whatever he is, but I’m literally a superhero.”

She snickered.

“What?”

“Nothing, it just sounds funny,” she giggled and glanced away, her cheeks still pink. “I appreciate it, Pete. Really.”

She was closer to him than he had anticipated, her sweet-smelling perfume flooding his sensing and ensnaring him in his place. He swallowed, his hands twitching at his sides as he felt an invisible force push him closer, faces leaning in.

“Hey!” came a voice from their side. An old woman, standing by the door of her house nearby Y/N’s car was parked. “You can’t stay parked there all afternoon, y’hear!”

“Sorry, ma’am!” Y/N called back, giggling. Peter laughed as well, ducking his head and running a hand through his hair bashfully. “Looks like we should move.”

“Yeah,” was all Peter could find it in him to say. She grinned and glanced to her side again. Peter followed her eyes, noticing that she was watching the old woman walk back into her house. “What should —!”

Y/N had shot her hand out, a web flying from her wrist and sticking to his side to pull him in and press her lips to his. It was hasty, the kiss, and just as she pulled away, she beamed and slid into the driver’s seat.

“You want a ride, or what?”

---

a/n: okay i kind of love this a lot. its cute.

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shadowfromthestarlight · 3 years ago

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Nonfiction books I read in 2021

How the Irish Saved Civilization by Thomas Cahill

This is the first book I read with my virtual book club. I enjoyed the discussion and I learned a lot of surprising things from this book. I thought it would be about how Irish monks helped to preserve ancient documents; I didn’t realize how many Irish scholars actually went out to the Continent to establish schools during the Middle Ages. This actually sparked some pride in my Irish heritage!

South Asian Religions: Tradition and Today (re-read)

I want to get back into my comparative religious studies, so I’ve been picking up some of my old books here and there. This book was actually edited by one of my college professors. I read it cover-to-cover last winter - chapters on traditional tribal religions, Hinduism, Buddhism, Jainism, Christianity, Judaism, Islam, and Sikhism, each with a lot to teach.

The End of Gender by Debra Soh

This is one of the most important books I read this year. A neuroscientist who specializes in the study of sexuality takes us into the hard science behind gender roles, sexual orientation, gender expression, and transgenderism.

Rule Makers/Rule Breakers by Michele Gelfand

This was another book club book. While I found a lot of it important, this author tries to shoehorn her insight into too many scenarios. Yes, it is helpful to understand the distinction between cultures that emphasize a high degree of conformity to social norms and those that emphasize individuality. However, it doesn’t explain away every problem in the entire universe.

The Dream of Reason and The Dream of Enlightenment by Anthony Gottlieb

I’m profoundly grateful that this man quit journalism and decided to write about philosophy for the masses. These books are an amazing introduction to the history of philosophy. They taught me a lot about philosophers I thought I already understood.

The Careless Society: Community and its Counterfeits by John McKnight

I found this in a used bookstore in New Paltz. It’s a couple of decades old I still found it applicable to today’s world. A big mistake that government agencies still make is acting like people just need to be serviced. People actually need to be engaged. They need to feel like they matter and that they are active members of a community.

The Silk Roads: A New History of the World by Peter Frankopan

Another book club book. I found it surprisingly poorly written for a British author, though he needs to be commended for taking on the feat of writing a history of the world. While I did learn a lot about some regions of the world I’d stereotyped as barren and unexciting, I thought he came across as too harsh on his own country and too lenient on everyone else. And the essential point of the book, that the most important events of history center around Central Asia and the Middle East, is not as surprising as he seems to think it is. And can his editor be fired and replaced with someone who properly cringes at the use of the passive voice in every other sentence, please?

A Pocket History of Human Evolution by Silvana Condemi

I’ve gotten really into learning about the origins of life, human evolution, and human prehistory over the past couple of years.

The Trouble with Physics by Lee Smolin

I just felt like reading this book because I started it a few years ago and never finished, so I made a point of finishing it. Interesting, though some of it was actually outdated lol (e.g. we found the Higgs boson). I want to try reading some of his newer books because he’s actually an engaging author.

The Gadfly Papers by Todd Eklof

This is a book of three essays by a Unitarian Universalist minister who, even as a progressive, got fed up with the “cancel culture” and “wokeness” within his church. I read it more out of an interest in comparative religion than anything else, and found it useful for that purpose. He has some good points about how his community was founded on the principles of radical free thought and yet was becoming more closed-minded and repressive year after year. He also has a useful section on the logical fallacies common in “wokeness,” “identity politics,” “critical race theory,” or whatever you want to call it. But I also think he’s mistaken in thinking he’s going to win over people who think talking about logic, reason, and the bedrock principles of Western civilization is “racist.” You can actually read my Goodreads review here!

Are We Smart Enough to Know How Smart Animals Are? by Frans de Waal

I found this to be one of the most engaging, interesting books I read all year. It exposes a lot of flaws in experiments on animal cognition and offers substantial evidence that animals’ thought processes are a lot more complex than we give them credit for. Though, I’d started to suspect that after becoming a cat owner!

Abusive Policies by Mical Raz

After leaving my work in child welfare, I read this book by a leftist doctor and scholar who wants child protective investigations and prosecutions decoupled from services. She also examined the history of child welfare services and how our society’s moral panic about child abuse has actually produced counterproductive and harmful policies. Even as a conservative, I agreed with a lot of her criticism of the conservatives’ role in perpetuating policies that hurt struggling families while doing little to help them.

Race and Culture: A World View by Thomas Sowell

Since I was already familiar with Thomas Sowell, I didn’t find everything in the book surprising, but I did learn a lot about the dynamics of race and culture; for example, I didn’t know about the cultural divides in Nigeria, or the treatment of Chinese people in Malaysia, or Indian immigrants in Africa. I don’t think Americans realize how normal it is to have ethnic and cultural conflict lol. I also really enjoyed the chapter on Race and Intelligence; it explained why we see discrepancies between groups and is an excellent refutation of racism.

#books

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flecks-of-stardust · 3 years ago

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spoilers under the cut, i just wanted to ramble about some of the worldbuilding ive done

hey do any other writers or like creatives in general have the problem of like. making up a name, and then realizing that you Really like that name?

just me? because i hoard names? or nah

cause like. i know theres hallownest stragglers with the moths, and i named them earlier today: aulen, kitsa, teoda, lyzi, and solice. and i am Very enamored with aulen and solice

like. idk. naming is fun sometimes but also im like. high key considering them? adsfkjgjkjks

the pronunciation for these is as follows by the way:

Aulen: AW-lehn

Kitsa: KIT-za

Teoda: Tay-OH-dah

Lyzi: LAI-zee

Solice: Soh-LEES

its also fun to figure out naming conventions for hallownest. the only three i had to work off of were lurien, myla (arguably), and quirrel. and quirrel’s name is kind of weird anyway, or could be, since monomon named him? im assuming anyway, i havent figured that out for dreamless yet skfjagjsjka but yeah. so i pretty much only had lurien and myla to go off of

and then i named pytal, ie soul master, which was. interesting. his name is actually a mix of peter and. fucking gandalf, im pretty sure. but i messed with the pronunciation and spelling. and i just rolled with that for the other ones too. basically hallownestian names are slightly butchered versions of modern english names LMAO

aulen was from aiden, if youre curious. i swapped some letters around. kitsa just,, idk honestly, that one came right after aulen out of the blue and i was like okay sure why not. teoda is from theodore, i was looking at alyssa for lyzi but that could be from a variety of other names too. and idk how to even explain solice, i was looking at felix and then i mashed the butchered -lix sound with something else.

anyway. im rambling. naming is weird

#dreamless spoilers #but yeah! they have names now #and my brain is going pspspsps at some of them #hallownest #? i guess this technically goes into that tag

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nightingaleandtheredredrose · 5 years ago

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Ozmafia!! Character Profiles

The quarantine boredom finally got to me

Aaa, no, but really, back in one of my previous posts I mentioned that there were character profiles in this Ozmafia!! Vivace booklet. I didn’t have the time or energy to attempt to translate the full profiles back then, but due to recent circumstances (´;ω;) I decided to finally give it a shot.

The character profiles can be found under the “Read More”!!

*Note: Most of what I had to translate was easy enough considering I was working with just words and not full on sentences. There were some parts that tripped me up (of which I included the original Japanese characters along w/ a tentative definition in this post; if anyone can help me with these parts, please DM me). Otherwise, I did the best I could with what I previously know about the language, a Japanese dictionary, and Google Translate. If anyone wants to see the original character profiles to check for any errors in translation, don’t hesitate to reach out to me through this account!*

*Note: Things in parentheses are actually a part of the original profile information. Things in the brackets are my own commentary/info.*

“The Courageous Lion”

Caramia

CV: Shingaki Tarusuke

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html [Basically what is translated here]

Birthday: August 16

Height: 177cm

Hobby: Reading

Special Skill: Song/Firearm Repair

Favorite Things: Water/Meat

Weapon of Choice: Automatic Pistol

What is a lover: Someone to protect

Place of branding: Left of Chest

“The Sly Scarecrow”

Kyrie

CV: Okitsu Kazuyuki

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: February 8

Height: 175cm

Hobby: Gambling

Special Skill: Cheating in gambling (イカサマ)/ Evil Doings (悪だくみ)

Favorite Things: Tea/Anything that’s delicious

Weapon of Choice: Assault Rifle (But, usually, he doesn’t like getting his hands dirty)

What is a lover: An entertaining presence

Place of Branding: Nape [of the neck]

“The Taciturn Tin Woodsman”

Axel

CV: Kakehashi Atsushi

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: March 23

Height: 185cm

Hobby: Nothing in particular [ぼ一っとする事]

Special Skill: Strength/Can sleep anywhere

Favorite Things: Coffee/Sweets

Weapon of Choice: Shotgun/Hachet

What is a lover: Someone who can’t be taken away from you

Place of branding: Upper right of waist

“The Big Bad Wolf”

Caesar

CV: Kirimoto Takuya

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: November 5

Height: 180cm

Hobby: Training

Special Skill: Making accessories

Favorite Things: Carbonated Water/ Meat

Weapon of Choice: 2 Long Swords

What is a lover: Someone obedient [Someone who acts according to his will]

Place of branding: Right Shoulder

“The Pure-Hearted Pacifist”

Soh

CV: Iguchi Yuuichi

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: April 1

Height: 167cm

Hobby: Cuisine

Special Skill: Cooking

Favorite Things: Corn Soup/Potato Dish

Weapon of Choice: Fork/Knife

What is a lover: Someone you can share happiness with

Place of branding: Left shoulder

“Little Red Sniper-Hood”

Scarlet

CV: Ichiki Mitsuhiro

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: October 14

Height: 159cm

Hobby: Walking

Special Skill: Searching for enemies/Erasing presence

Favorite Things: Wine/Croissant [I honestly have no idea why his favorite drink is wine despite the fact that he says he’s not allowed to drink alcohol in the game?? But the katakana is literally just ワイン (wainu), so that’s what I’m going with]

Weapon of Choice: Sniper Rifle/Magnum Revolver

What is a lover: Someone who he can be together and at ease with

Place of branding: Left clavicle

“The One-Eyed Pied Piper”

Hamelin

CV: Ono Yuuki

Short Description: https://ozmafia.fandom.com/wiki/Hamelin

Birthday: January 27

Height: 179 cm

Hobby: Napping/Making Donuts

Special Skill: Playing his flute so as to control children and animals

Favorite Things: Donuts/Hot buttered lamb

Weapon of Choice: Nothing

What is a lover: Someone he can say “Goodnight” to at the end of the day [Hamelinnnn ( ；∀；)]

Place of Branding: Left of chest

“The Strict Cat with Long Boots”

Pashet

CV: Fujii Kyoko

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: July 3

Height: 165 cm

Hobby: Training her subordinates

Special Skill: Acute Hearing/High Jumping Power

Favorite Things: Apple Juice/Biscuit

Weapon of Choice: Long Sword

What is a lover: Someone sincere

Place of Branding: Right Wrist

“The Black-Cloaked Town Doctor”

Robin Hood

CV: Fujinami Satoru

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: December 10

Height: 176 cm

Hobby: Practicing suturing

Special Skill: Treament/Healing (It is said that there is no ailment the doctor cannot cure)

Favorite Things: Absinthe [a distilled highly alcoholic drink] (Just a bit. He doesn’t drink much. Also likes pretzels.)

Weapon of Choice: Doesn’t participate in conflicts, but all medical supplies can be used as weapons, such as scalpels and drugs.

What is a lover: Someone who surprises you

Place of Branding: None

“The Devoted Swallow”

Manboy

CV: Takatsugu Awazu

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: June 26

Height: 182 cm

Hobby: Keeping a diary/Knitting/Polishing silverware

Special Skill: His dexterity

Favorite Things: Beer/Rye Bread

Weapon of Choice: Any of the weapons displayed in the mansion

What is a lover: Romance is fleeting

Place of Branding: Near his tailbone

“The Hedonistic Manager”

Dorian Gray

CV: Honda Hiroyuki

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: June 25

Hobby: Collecting beautiful things/Spending time in bed

Special Skill: Manipulating others/Wine Tasting

Favorite Things: Rum/Navarin [French ragoût [stew] of lamb or mutton]

Weapon of Choice: Training School [???仕込校]

What is a lover: A way to kill time

Place of branding: Left Shoulder

“The Blissful Masochist Prince”

Alfani

CV: Yamaguchi Kazuya

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: June 27

Height: 163 cm

Hobby: Flights of fancy/Fulfilling the wishes of others

Special Skill: Rope Tying/Unraveling Rope

Favorite Things: Cocktails/Root Vegetables (Especially carrots)

Weapon of Choice: Weak combat ability. Uses his body as a shield.

What is a lover: A toy box [おもちゃ箱]

Place of branding: Right ankle

“The Positive Older Brother”

Hansel

CV: Enoki Junya

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: September 12

Height: 165 cm

Hobby: Making sweets

Special Skill: Surprise Attacks/His optimism

Favorite Things: Carbonated water/Gummies

Weapon of Choice: Dynamite

Place of Branding: Left Wrist

“The Negative Younger Sister”

Gretel

CV: Nozuki Masami

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: September 12

Height: 161 cm

Hobby: Eating sweets

Special Skill: Assisting in surprise attacks/Smelling gunpowder

Favorite Things: Fancy carbonated water/Pretzels

Weapon of Choice: Grenades

Place of Branding: Right Wrist

“The Young Girl Who Does High-Pressure Sales of Matches”

Ande

CV: Uchiyama Yuki

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: January 1

Height: 152 cm

Hobby: Selling matches

Special Skill: Peeling red apples

Favorite things: Red drink/Red food

Weapon of Choice: Crossbow (that shoots flaming arrows)

Place of branding: Right of chest

“The Big Sister Heidi”

Heidi

CV: Takahashi Hidenori

Short Description: https://ice-archeress.livejournal.com/8971.html

Birthday: May 19

Height: 172 cm

Hobby: Searching for good men [scoping out the hot dudes]/Making cheese

Special Skill: Finger whistle

Favorite things: Goat’s milk/Cheese

Weapon of choice: Peter

Place of branding: Right arm

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wutheringheightstillpendalhill · 5 years ago

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stardust — C.Danvers

Estella Moodboard + Character profile

•Estella Maria Monica Danvers

—> SoO: Half Terran ~ Half Kree

—> DoB: c.1996/07/04

—> Planet of Origin: C 53 / Terra / Earth

—> Gender: N/A / does not conform to basic binary gender / prior to recent years conformed as female binary gender.

—> Status: Alive

—> Title: Cadet

—> Alias(es): Cadet Danvers

Danvers

Space Ace

Kiddo

Stella

Estel

Star

Half breed

Kree scum

Fire cracker

Glow stick

Alien girl

Space partner

—> Family (Other) Relations:

Carol Danvers - Mother

Unknown (Yon-Rogg) - Father

Maria Rambeau - Godmother / Aunt

Nicholas Fury - Godfather / Uncle

Monica Rambeau - Godsibling / cousin

Talos Soh-Larr - Protector / Uncle

Soren Soh-Larr - Protector / Aunt

Ol-Amm/Oliver Ammerson- Lover

Peter Parker - Lover

Peter Quill - Close friend

Gamora - Close friend

Rocket Raccoon - Close friend

Groot - Close friend

Drax the Destroyer - Close friend

Mantis - Close friend

Nebula - Close friend

Thor Odinson - Close friend

Loki Odinson - Close friend

Bruce Banner/Hulk - Close friend

Brunnhilde - Close friend

Tony Stark - Close friend

Natasha Romanoff - Close friend

Bucky Barnes - Close friend

—> Noted information:

• ‘Estella is a Terran word for star, stars have both female and male names but that doesn’t mean that I have to be either’ ~ Estella

• ‘I age slowly unlike my Kree counterparts I’ll live a average ‘Terran life’ just at a slower rate’ ~ Estella to Bucky Barnes

• ‘Mama doesn’t talk about my dad.... all I know is that he did a very bad thing and that Mama struggles to forgive him’ ~ Estella to Natasha Romanoff

• ‘I’m half Kree... my mama she’s from earth but she’s not all human anymore.. and my dad from what my aunt Maria says was a Kree warrior... I’m not supposed to talk about him...but at least I didn’t turn out like him is what my aunt always says’ ~ Estella to Peter Parker

• ‘I’m made of stardust.. and I got my powers from outta space’ ~ Estella

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bearwiththe-goldenheart · 6 years ago

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Lillian White (Ozmafia OC)

@yukinonshi and @lavendel080 practically dragged me into this hell and now I can’t escape so without further ado, introducing Lillian! Credit to @a-scarecrows-love for the template!

Basic Information

Name: Lillian White

Name Meaning:

Lillian: "Purity and Beauty"

White: "Innocence and Pure"  Age: 22

Nickname(s): Lil/Little Bunny by Soh

Lil by Everyone

The Picky/Indecisive Bear or Bear by Kyrie

Race: Human  Ethnicity: American

DOB: November 10  Sign: Scorpio

Appearance

Hair: Lillian has light brown hair that she usually keeps it in a side ponytail or a braid!

Eyes: Golden Yellow   Height: 4'9  Weight: 118 Ibs

Any scars, birthmarks, etc: Like every person who is apart of a Famiglia, she has the Adelheid tattoo on the right side of her chest, however she also has her former Famiglia crest on her lower side of her hip. She also has a few scars in some parts of her body, when she was still apart of her old famiglia

Professional Status

Famiglia: ???? (Former Famiglia), Adelheid (Present)

Social Class: She's a subordinate for the Adelheid famiglia, however when she was apart of the ???? famiglia, she was a soldati.

Weapon: Lillian doesn't like violence, she doesn't feel the need to get her hands dirty nor do someone else dirty work, however because of her job she's required to have at least one weapon on her at all times. She prefers to use something small and hidden that won't attract to much attention like a spear or a knife.

Fairy Tale: Goldilocks and the Three Bears

Personal Status

Relatives:

Lilly Ana White (Mother)

Aryld White (Father)

Personality: Lillian comes off as stuck-up and bratty, with the way she portrays herself, there's always something she has to complain about. She is very picky about the littlest of things, and often is very indecisive when making decisions and that tends to make her waste time and choose at the last second. Her complains and indecisiveness often contradict one another, she says one things is 'too cold' but later says its 'too hot'. Lillian always has something to say and there's hardly anything or anyone that impresses her. She's very noisy when it comes to gossips concerning other famiglias and likes to use them to her own advantages. Lillian is quite moody and likes to stick to a daily routine, so whenever something that doesn't go her away, her mood would be sour for the rest of the day. She is quite stubborn when it comes to work and goals of her own, and isn't willing to listen to reason when her mind is set or if it doesn't benefit her.

Strengths: Hardworking, Loyal, Honest, Organized, Resourceful, Independent, Persistent  Flaws: Indecisive, Picky, Stubborn, Silver-tongue, Noisy, Hot Temper, Arrogant

Fave Food: Lillian takes her meals very seriously, it's one of the many things, she's very picky about so she has a handful of least favorite foods than favorite, however there's three expections. She likes anything made by Heidi, she also is very fond of sour flavored food (chips, etc), no matter who is cooking it and last but not least the bread that Soh usually sells on the weekends.

Curious Facts: Lillian often has nightmares about her old famiglia, it gets to a point where it's a struggle to get some good shut eye without waking up in the middle of night sweating, to avoid this problem, Lillian doesn't sleep often and heavily relies on caffeine and energy drinks to stay awake. Since she doesn't sleep much, she often does unfinished work from that day or start a new assignment.

Relationships

Soh (love interest): Lillian first impression on him were anything but nice, she couldn't stand the fact that a member of the gang who supposedly attacked her famiglia, was allowed to walk the same street as her much less even breath the same air as her! She didn't like how he always so nice to her when she clearly insulted him, she didn't like the puppy dog eyes he gave whenever she glared at him, she didn't like the smile he wore on a everyday basis, it felt fake to her, she felt like he was trying to taunt her with his kind gestures. However Soh had no ill will feelings toward Lillian, he pitied her and saw the cracks in her mask and couldn't help but feel bad for her, he genuinely wanted to help her. He didn't share the same hatred she had toward him, yet he knew it was hopeless to try to reason with her because all she saw was a monster and in some ways she was right.

Caesar: Lillian despises his entire being and the feeling is pretty neutral on Caesar side as well. Being the leader of the gang who killed her famiglia, Caesar did get the most burnt of Lillian anger and fury, she feels unsafe and always on edge when Caesar is around, always paranoid that he might strike her out as well. Lillian does plan on seeking vengeance for her famiglia yet hasn't been able to land a strike on him yet, too afraid of the consequences. While Caesar doesn't think much of her expect being 'The lousy bitch who stirs shit up all the time'.

Heidi: Lillian is forever grateful for Heidi taking her in when she lost everything of her famiglia, even though Lillian does get annoyed at Heidi tactics, she wants to be useful to Heidi and the Adelheid famiglia. Heidi is like a big annoying sister that Lillian never had and wants their relationship to improve further, she wants someone Heidi could rely on -just as much as Peter- so Heidi won't have a reason to kick her out.

#ozmafia oc #lillian white #soh x lillian #ahhh I finally opened a blog for her <33

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mybukz · 3 years ago

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Poem: Unlike the Baba by Peter Soh

Peter Soh is an ambitious Malaysian writer whose stories are about darkness, pain, struggles, identity searching and what it means to be a human being. He made his publishing debut with his short story, ‘The Missing Tomb’ in the ‘Emerging Malaysian Writers 2018’ anthology. His feature, ‘The Complex Task of Being Chinese Peranakan’, published by Penang Monthly, was the most read feature in 2020.

#malaysian literature #peter soh #poem

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storiesfromthegrave · 5 years ago

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Muses

Name: Timothan Ray

Nickname: Tim

Age: 32 Birthday: 14th of March

Universe: open

Sexuality: asexual; experiences no sexual attraction, however he can fall in love and feel romantical attraction. He has even been in a sexual relationship before, but only because he loved the person a whole lot.

Gender: non-binary

Pronouns: He/him, They/them

Race: Human

Class: Artist, story-teller, jack-of-all-trades

+ kind, warm, open-hearted, gives a lot of compliments, likes to give peptalks, loyal, would die for his friends, morals, good cook, vivid imagination, self-aware, empathic,

_ social anxiety issues, cares less about his own health than about others, extreme introvert, shy, rigid, apologetic, timid, unreliable

Short Bio: Tim has always suffered from intense anxiety, as a little child he was afraid to hang out with other children, and often locked himself in his room to listen to his dad’s old records. He still is intensely awkward and self-aware, meaning he will apologize or excuse himself whenever he feels like he’s said something wrong.

Hogwarts: Hufflepuff

Alignment: Neutral good

Tier (how badly I want to write with them. 1 = a lot, 3 = okay): 1

FC: Dan Smith

Name: Adabe or Adabay, known by the name Ada.

Age: -

Universe: open, supernatural, crime

Sexuality: Pansexual

Gender: non-binary

Pronouns: she/her, they/them

Race: Demon/Goddess Demon

Class: Goddess, Demon of intense powers, warrior, business woman + adventurous, decisive, quick-witted, attentive, charming, loyal, logical, sensible, outgoing_ cruel, uncaring, sly, easily angered, holds a grudge, unsympathetic, negative thinking, deceitful, hatefull, selfish

Hogwarts: Slytherin

Alignment: Neutral evil

Small Bio: Adabe was created when humanity first started to settle, she was the Goddess of Loyalty and Leadership in the old world, but with her civilization extinct, she now longer was held in the same regard, thus due to her skills and powers, new civilizations saw her as a demon not a Goddess. And she had no interest in proving them wrong. She is ruthless and unnerving, possibly a bad person if the situation asks for it. Tier: 1

FC: Elody Yung

Name: Maximilian Theodoru

Nickname: Max

Age: 32

Universe: open, supernatural, dc/marvel

Sexuality: utp

Gender: cismale

Pronouns: He/him

Race: utp

Class: con-man, wizard (think Constantine but less cunning and more impulsive and brash)

+ cunning, decisive, quick-witted, kind, charming, friendly,

_ impulsive, brash, hotheaded, blunt, boastful, melodramtical, rude

Hogwarts: Slytherin

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Tier: 1

Max knows little about how his own Magic works, just that it does. Usually. Sometimes his spells work out very differently than what he hoped for, but mostly with a positive result. He mostly cares about his own well-being, though if the situation calls for saving others, he wouldn’t pause long to do so.

He’s eager to grow his magical knowledge, but is also to lazy to put a whole lot of effort in that goal.

FC: Donald Glover

Name: Damian Badu

Nickname: none

Age: 32

Universe: open, school, supernatural, harry potter

Sexuality: Homosexual

Gender: cismale

Pronouns: He/him

Race: Human

Class: student, intellectual, wizard

+ intelligent, studious, warm-hearted, observant, mindful, brave, efficient

_ forgetful, insecure, judgemental, tense

Hogwarts: Ravenclaw

Alignment: Lawful good

Random facts: Knows Spanish, French, German, Dutch, and English

Tier: 2

He always tried to please his parents when he was younger, do what they expected from him. He studied to become a professor at his university, came back with immense results and a sleeping problem. After getting his degree he took a year away from studying to work on himself, taking odd jobs and meditating with different people. It was during that year that he was introduced to the Arcain Magics. And while he never became really good at it, he kept in touch with the people he had met. He started teaching at a highly esteemed university, and often tried to coax his students to take journeys of their own, talk with the common folk, learn from them, for they would never learn everything from the classroom.

Lawfull Good

FC: Dev Patel

Name: Pinti

Nickname:

Age: 32

Universe: period pieces, fantasy, supernatural, Avatar the Last Airbender

Sexuality: Pansexual

Gender: cisfemale

Pronouns: She/her

Race: Human

Class: Medicine woman, healer

+ warm-hearted, kind, cunning, brave

_ grim, harsh, impatient,

Hogwarts: Griffindor

Alignment: Neutral good Tier: 3

She is a great healer, kind, compassionate, and warm. However, Pinti had qualities and skills only her own people know of. She can sense things about people that they would condone as being Magic. Like if someone is pregnant or ill. She always tries to be the better person, for her own freedom and that of others.

Neutral good.

FC: Q’orianka Kilcher

Name: Florant (God’s name) Kim Ha-Jun (human name)

Nickname: none

Age: 32

Universe: period pieces, fantasy, supernatural, mythical

Sexuality: -

Gender: non-binary

Pronouns: He/him, They/them

Race: Human/Demon God

Class: Warrior, agent of Chaos. + chaotic, charming, decisive_ chaotic, cruel, close-minded, boastful, deceitful, dishonest, narrow-minded, sadistic, selfish

Hogwarts: Griffindor

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Random Fact: Once started a rivalry with Ares because his followers started to call him the God of War. Tier: 3

He is Chaotic Evil, has little regard for human life or consequences of his actions. His intense charming nature makes it so people take a liking to him without truly knowing what he would be capable of.

He can breathe fire, like the Dragons of old, he can break spells, his touch can be as hot or cold as he wants it to be. He has mastered all weapons, and knows many languages. But he has many fatal flaws as well. While he cares little for humanity, animal life is sacred to him. He is often enticed by the beautiful relationship between parents and children, having never been either himself, as he was created by the first civilization to be their god. He can’t connect with new gods nor Demons, thinking them young, brash, and illogical. Either they love humanity or they try to kill it, never do they understand that beyond being worshipped or feared by humanity they have no other relationship with them.

Chaotic Evil

i don’t mind playing a human version of Florant either.

FC: Lee Byung Hun

Name: Kisha Martinez

Nickname: K

Age: 32

Universe: open, school, supernatural, star wars

Sexuality: Pansexual

Gender: non-binary

Pronouns: They/them

Race: human

Class: Student

+ intelligent, progressive, open-minded, observant, ambitious

_ fanatical, picky, neurotic

Hogwarts: Ravenclaw

Alignment: Lawful good

Tier: 2

Kisha is young, they are however ambitious to become great one day. They’re intelligent and practical, building and discovering are their main hobbies.

Lawful good

FC: Kiersey Clemens

Name: Soh Chin-Hwa

Nickname: Chin

Age: 32

Universe: open, period pieces, fantasy, supernatural, crime

Sexuality: UTP

Gender: Cismale

Pronouns: He/him

Race: human, cyborg

Class: Officer, soldier, some form of law-enforcement

Hogwarts: Hufflepuff

Alignment: lawful good

Traits: righteous, cunning, sharp-witted, easily angered, principles

Tier: 2

FC: Yo-Han Byun

Name: Zachariah Zonters

Nickname: Zach

Age: 32

Universe: ANYTHING, EVERYTHING

Sexuality: Asexual

Gender: non-binary

Pronouns: He/him, (sometimes they/them)

Race: Magical

Class: Magician, warrior

+ intelligent, loyal

_ indecisive, anxious, slight depressed, withdrawn, absent-minded, aimless, gloomy, grim, paranoid, moody, unstable, tense

Hogwarts: Slytherin

Alignment: True nuetral

Tier: 1

He is always blessed with glorious purpose, only never wants any part in it. Often he is given something important to do, or is given skills beyond that of others, but Zach is usually in a state of depression and lack luster behavior, thus doesn’t even tries to fight against that destiny. Yet that doesn’t mean he’ll do terrible.

He’s kindhearted, but absentminded.

FC: Manish Dayal

Name: Cyrus Abel

Nickname:

Age: 32

Universe: science fiction, fantasy, supernatural

Sexuality: Pansexual

Gender: cismale

Pronouns: He/him

Race: Human (or Magiclal, but he doesn’t know for sure)

Class: Fugitive

Hogwarts: Hufflepuff

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Tier: Claimed

FC: Peter Gadiot

Name:

Nickname:

Age: 56

Universe: open

Sexuality: Hetreosexual

Gender: cismale

Pronouns: He/him

Race: Human

Class:

Hogwarts: Hufflepuff

Alignment: True Neutral

Tier: 2

FC: Tom Hanks

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antoine-roquentin · 7 years ago

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As is fitting for the New York Times, everybody labelled a “free thinker” in this article is one or two degrees of separation from billionaire dark money.

Lets start with the author. Bari Weiss made her fame leading a campus crusade against pro-Palestinian professors, as well as Arab professors in general, during her time at Columbia University. Weiss received heavy promotion from a number of dark money-financed groups tied to pro-Israel causes, especially Campus Watch, a project run by Daniel Pipes under the auspices of his Middle East Forum group. MEF has received tens of millions of dollars in funding from groups like Donors Capital Fund/Donors Trust (Koch Brothers), Abstraction Fund (Sears-Roebuck heiress), The Lynde and Harry Bradley Foundation (Rockwell Automation heir), the Shillman Foundation (Cognex Corp), and the Snider Foundation (Spectacor, owner of Philly sports teams, also financier of the Atlas Shrugged films). MEF in turn acts as a sort of go-between fund for pro-Israel groups like CAMERA, David Horowitz Freedom Center, the Gatestone Institute, and the Center for Security Policy, targeting donor money to these groups and allowing them to operate. Campus Watch was a particularly odious project, producing “dossiers” of the pro-Palestine activity of professors at campuses across the world and allowing targeted harassment and smears of them. After Columbia Professor Rashid Khalidi’s dossier was published, for instance, he received a number of threatening phone calls, including one that he recorded where the caller cited Campus Watch. Weiss’ career was largely built off the attention she received from this episode.

Sitting at her dinner table are two major media personalities, Dave Rubin and Sam Harris, whose podcasts see a heavy rotation of guests associated with think tanks, charities, and organizations awash in dark money. They don’t tend to work for these organizations, but they do speak on their behalf from time to time. Rubin for instance does monthly interviews for Learn Liberty, a project of the Institute for Humane Studies at George Mason University. The university is practically owned by the Koch Brothers, who have given tens of millions of dollars to it. Until recently, Charles Koch was the IHS’ chairman of the board of directors, and it hosted the Charles G. Koch Summer Fellow Program, which placed interested students at right wing think tanks like the Cato Institute, the Competitive Enterprise Institute, and the National Taxpayers Union Foundation. It’s unknown how much money Rubin makes off this arrangement. Some of Rubin’s dark money guests include the aforementioned David Horowitz and his apprentice Ben Shapiro, the Freedom Center being a major dark money think tank in its own right, Christina Hoff Sommers, Dinesh D’Souza, and Ayaan Hirsi Ali of the neocon American Enterprise Institute, which exerted strong influence over the George W Bush Administration, Douglas Murray of the neocon Henry Jackson Society and author of Neoconservatism: Why We Need It, Maajid Nawaz of Quilliam, funded largely by Islamophobic billionaires and UK counter-intelligence, Dennis Prager, who writes for publications owned by Horowitz and Pipes, Lauren Southern of The Rebel Media, also funded by Pipes’ ME Forum, and Tommy Robinson of Quilliam, The Rebel Media, and even the Shillman Foundation directly.

Harris ran his own slush fund of sorts, Project Reason, that solicited donations for pro-Atheist work but really just funded his PhD. He recently became a dark money donor himself with his $20,000 donation to Quilliam. Quilliam employs numerous people who worked with Pipes and dark money Islamophobe Frank Gaffney, like managing director Haras Rafiq and senior researcher Usama Hasan. It also works closely with the Henry Jackson Society. Quilliam’s employees Ghaffar Hussain and Raheem Kassam have worked for both simultaneously. Its major backer since UK counterintelligence stopped sending it money in 2011 is the John Templeton Foundation, criticized heavily in 2007 for the religious bent of its scientific funding by Harris. Harris’ podcast also has a number of dark money guests: Michael Weiss and Douglas Murray (thrice) from HJS has been on, James Kirchick of the Foundation for Defense of Democracies and Brookings Institute, Maajid Nawaz of Quilliam, Ayaan Hirsi Ali, Charles Murray, Anne Applebaum (twice) and David Frum (thrice) of the American Enterprise Institute, Fareed Zakaria of the New America Foundation, Ben Shapiro of the David Horowitz Freedom Center, Niall Ferguson of the Hoover Institution (and husband of Ayaan Hirsi Ali), Robin Hanson from the George Mason (Koch) University, Eliezer Yudkowsky who accidentally created the Dark Enlightenment, and Elon Musk’s lapdog Max Tegmark (twice).

The third guest at the table, Eric Weinstein, is famous largely because the aforementioned people started talking about him and his brother. He’s been on Harris’ show twice, his brother once, and his brother was on Rubin’s show. He also works for Thiel Capital, run by dark money baron and Dark Enlightenment patron Peter Thiel.

Really, I’ve already got this much and I’m not even past the second paragraph. And when we scroll down the article, we get a number of names already mentioned: Douglas Murray, Maajid Nawaz, Ayaan Hirsi Ali, and even a full photograph of Christina Hoff Sommers. All of these people are making big money from billionaires and then pretending like they’re being harangued and silenced and collecting money from patreon type gigs.

Nowadays Ms. Soh has a column for Playboy and picks up work as a freelance writer. But that hardly pays the bills. She’s planning to start a podcast soon and, like many members of the I.D.W., has a Patreon Account where “patrons” can support her work. These donations can add up. Mr. Rubin says his show makes at least $30,000 a month. And Mr. Peterson says he pulls in some $80,000 in fan donations each month.

Somehow I doubt that work “hardly pays the bills”. And do we need another podcast?

The organizations that fund these people all have certain characteristics in common. A commitment to some form of Libertarian economics, pro-Israeli politics, a strong Islamophobic bent, and fear of being in the spotlight. The donors build up a layer of protection around themselves by shuffling money through front groups, like the Koch Brothers’ Donors Trust/Donors Capital Fund. Not only do they pay for academic work through think tanks, they also donate to certain universities heavily to bias research in their favour, which can then be cited by their think tanks and other publications. They also generally stay away from direct involvement in political campaigns. Instead, they tell politicians when they donate to pay attention to the dictates emanating from certain think tanks, which in turn determine the policy of those politicians. The Federalist Society, for instance, has prepared virtually every judge nominated by the Republican Party under both Trump and Bush. They act in coordinated fashion, which is why Bari Weiss had access to these people, why they had a flashy website nobody had ever heard of up for the article’s publication, and why Weiss already had an interview lined up on the TV show of a former Republican congressman and the daughter of a former Secretary of State before her article was published. As usual in the halls of media orthodoxy, where everything is the opposite of what it actually is, “free thought” is a giant corporate PR campaign in which everyone stays on message.

If you want to read about a few of these foundations, see here and click around on here and here.

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