#planet X is a tattletale

[doodlemcnoodlee]

As we learnt from X…

Being a tattletale kills 😔

[womenofarcane]

The Scientific Method

pairing: ellie williams x fem!reader

warnings: none

summary: ellie interrupts her wife’s class to talk about space!

Being a school teacher meant educating students. But being a science teacher was different. It meant allowing wonder and curiosity to take lead. Anytime a student asked about a science topic, you always explained in depth. It was something you were very passionate about.

Science.

The most marvelous discoveries and people were deeply involved in science. Even your favorite person, Ellie.

So when you became a science teacher for the school age kids, she was thrilled. Always peeking into your class just to listen to you go on and on about cells.

Which brings you to today when she interrupts your lesson.

“Alright kiddos, today we are going to continue on about the scientific method,” you called out to the classroom of students. Immediately you were met with a chorus of groans. Ranging from a low groan to an exasperated sigh.

“Mrs. Williams do we have to learn about this again?" One of your more impatient students asked aloud.

“Yeah! I think we know all about this.” Another student piped up from the back of the class.

Just as the discussion about how important the scientific method was about to start. The door to your classroom squeaked open. All the heads of the kids turned to see who interrupted their class. And none other than your wife, Ellie was standing in the doorway.

“Hey guys! Have you guys been good for Mrs. Williams?”A string of yes ma’am’s and tattletales started spewing all throughout the room.

Looking over you saw Ellie sending you her signature smirk. Always looking for trouble.

“Well, Ellie before you interrupted we were learning about the scientific method," you say with an unamused tone.

“Oh c‘mon haven’t you tortured them enough with it?”

Giggles filled the class like a volcano erupting.

“Have you kiddos learned about space yet?” Ellie looked so excited to see what they’ve learned. Always loving space meant wanting to spread that love. Even if it meant busting into her wife’s classroom.

“We have not learned about space yet. Still covering the basics.” You shot a glare to Ellie knowing exactly where this was about to go.

Ellie gasped, “You’ve deprived these sweet kids of the wonders of space? How could you Mrs. Williams?”

Your students sometimes resembled parrots. Repeating anything an adult especially Ellie says to them. Your ears are met with a chain of “How could you Mrs. Williams?” from the kids.

“How about we go over the planets? Then maybe we can watch the stars one night.” This caused a very loud yes from all of your students.

What has Ellie got you into?

[lanawinterscigarettes]

Hey I have a cute master x reader request idea for you. May I please request a Dhawan!master x reader where the reader has prepared a special romantic dinner but something goes wrong and the dinner is ruined and so to make it up to the reader they take them to the most romantic place in the universe where feelings are confessed

this is very cute! and the perfect thing to post for Valentine's Day. I hope you like it <3 (it's so hard to find a good gif of him when he looks feral in practically every one-)

Change of Plans (Dhawan! Master x reader)

Warnings: reader is a bit of a scatterbrain and accidentally ruins dinner because of it (whoops), cute and fluffy confession, The Master may be slightly ooc for fluff purposes

You'd really screwed up this time.

Valentine's Day was coming up, and you figured that would be the perfect time to tell The Master about the feelings you'd developed for him. You thought it might be nice to prepare dinner, dress up, and light some candles to help set the mood.

He knew you were going to make dinner, but he didn't know about any of your other plans. Unfortunately for you, those plans never came to fruition because of one little mistake.

Not wanting to spend all day trying to prep for dinner, you decided on a frozen dish that could easily be popped into the oven and forgotten about until it was done. That would give you ample time to set everything else up and get ready.

Your mistake was made when you accidentally set the timer for too long. Frozen lasagna is only supposed to be in the oven for around ninety minutes. You set it for nine hours.

So caught up in trying to figure out what to wear, you didn't even realize it was set for too long until you smelled something burning in the kitchen. You rushed in there as quickly as you could, hoping you weren't too late to save it, but the damage was already done.

You let out a loud groan in frustration. There was no way you'd have enough time to make another one, not with The Master waiting in the next room.

You dreaded having to go in there and tell him what happened, but you knew he'd find out sooner or later. He was sure to get nosy at some point and come looking for you if you took too long.

You took a deep breath before walking into the TARDIS control room. You had a nervous smile on your face, The Master watching you with a look of pure amusement.

"So, when's dinner?" He asked teasingly, and you had no doubt the TARDIS had already informed him of the mess you'd made. She was such a tattletale.

"Uh, dinner's been cancelled for tonight." You said awkwardly as you fidgeted with some of the knobs on the control panel.

"Hm, pity. I was really looking forward to that tray of frozen lasagna that had been promised to me."

You shot him a unimpressed glare, something that only made his smirk grow wider. "Not funny." You grumbled as you messed with the console, punching in coordinates.

"What're you doing?" The Master asked with a raised eyebrow as he made his way over to you.

"Resulting to plan b," you plainly stated, not giving much of an explanation to where you went. Of course, if he really wanted to know he could just look over your shoulder, but he didn't want to ruin whatever surprise you had planned.

"Meet me outside in less than ten minutes," you instructed as you briskly walked past him and towards the doors of the TARDIS, slipping outside.

He let out a chuckle before following after you, his curiosity getting the better of him. "Just where did you take us?" He asked you as he stepped outside, taking a look around at the forest you'd landed in. It seemed like the standard planet, which made him wonder even more what made it so special.

"You'll see, now come on." You took him by the hand and practically dragged him through the woods. He almost had to jog in order to keep up. Before he could complain, however, you suddenly stopped, causing him to nearly run into you. "Look."

The Master tore his eyes away from you and looked up to see the clearing you'd brought him to was a small beach. The salty waves lapped restlessly against the sandy shore while the sky above it was transforming into an ombre of warm tones as the sun was starting to go down.

"It's... it's beautiful," he said in awe, his voice softer than it had ever been. He'd never seen a sight so beautiful before, except for maybe you. And speaking of which...

"There's something I need to tell you." Your voice cut through his thoughts like a knife cutting through warm bread. "I- I like you. A lot. As in, more than just a friend." You inwardly cringed at just how awkward you were sure you must sound.

He raised an eyebrow at you but made no other change in his expression. "Go on," he implored, evidently interested in what you had to say.

You took a deep breath and continued. "I think you're really amazing, and so much fun to travel with, even if you don't always make the best decisions-"

He let out a slight snort of laughter, something that made your face grow a little warm as you found yourself becoming flustered the longer you spoke for.

"-and I'd love to be more than just friends, I suppose is what I'm trying to say here. It's actually why I wanted to make dinner for you. I thought I could set everything up all nice and romantic, but that didn't really turn out so well-"

Before you could continue to ramble on, he crossed the distance between the two of you and brought you in for a tender and loving kiss. You always thought your first kiss with him would be passionate and rough, better fitting for his personality, but this was nice, too.

"I would love to be more than just friends," he whispered playfully as he leaned his forehead against yours. "And I'm not mad at you for ruining dinner. In fact, you can ruin dinner as often as you'd like as long as I get to call you mine."

If you weren't flustered before, you certainly were now. He chuckled and kissed you again, his arms wrapping around you in a tight embrace. Maybe you hadn't screwed things up nearly as badly as you'd thought.

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[ch1ppermse]

Tattletale / @armitage-hux-dameron [x]

Chipper was an intelligent droid and moved back as Hux approached. Darsten however did not waver as easily, at least outwardly. He stood tall and kept on the growing mask of snark and youth. Any speckles of his peaking anxieties and regret in his initial approach only showed in his twitching brows that threatened to furrow and his clenching fists at his sides. He mentally knew his error the moment he spoke, but pride made him not wish to apologize and accept it. He knew he was a fool for thinking he could put Peavey on the same playing field as Hux. Yet what is done is done so he pushed back the repentant thoughts in hopes to not affect his next decisions. 

The tension did leave thankfully when Hux mentioned being in a good mood. It gave Tedri a small spark of hope of getting off scot-free if he plays his hand right. Taking the opportunity by the haunches he thought of his actions in the most attractive way possible, though that was proving to be difficult. He admits his words were cruel, but he was only being fair. Jab for Jab bickering. Also, none of it was lies- per say. He assumed Peavey would have taken it better. He decided to start small with a half-truth to test how much was told to Hux. Saying everything would not be in Darsten's favor. He hoped Hux was in the dark and did not know about his full unmonitored commentary when insulting Peavey’s linage with the facts of losing several key wars decades prior under the Empire.

“If memory serves me right, all I said was, ‘At least my failures are small in comparison to your grandmother's failure on-.' Bugger, I can't remember the planet now. Anyways, then I reminded him, 'You play fetch just like I do. Do not believe you being above me makes me any less likely to spit on you.’ It was just fair and honest banter, General." Tedri moved his arm fluidly to a lazy shrug, "Besides, Peavey started it. I’m sure you can understand that banter has its place.”

[razieltwelve]

Clean Up (Final Rose x Worm)

When Diana had landed in another dimension, she’d actually been moderately pleased. After all, she had just died in a blaze of glory after outliving everyone else in her generation, so being alive again was kind of a bonus. There would be plenty of time to meet her relatives in the afterlife. She still had things to do.

Alas, the dimension she’d landed in was pretty crappy. Not only was she on an unfamiliar planet but the unfamiliar planet was also on the verge of societal collapse. For obvious reasons, she could not allow that to occur, so she’d decided to lay low and do some research before making any real moves.

There were people with powers on the planet - apparently, it was called Earth - but she doubted any of them were more powerful than her. That wasn’t arrogance. It was simple fact. Bag of Tricks had the potential to be absolutely terrifying if it was allowed time to develop, and Diana had landed on Earth in her physical prime… but with Bag of Tricks as large as it had been at the end of her life and with everything she’d ever put in it still in it.

That was right. She had a subspace larger than a solar system at her command with every single object she’d ever put into it still there. Some of the heroes in this world were quite durable, but she doubted any of them could stand up to several million pieces of artillery firing simultaneously, to say nothing of everything else she had hidden away. It might even be nice to pull out some of the truly exotic stuff. It had been way too long since she’d had a chance to fire her false vacuum collapse ray at something.

With Bag of Tricks primed and ready, it was simply a matter of choosing a place to put down roots and begin recruitment. If she wanted to save the world - or possibly take over it - then she needed minions, territory, and resources with which to project her influence. An affluent city that was at peace would never have allowed her to go unnoticed. However, a downtrodden city beset by crime and on the verge of collapse? That would be perfect for her purposes.

Cue Brockton Bay.

In simple terms, Brockton Bay sucked. It really did. And Diana moved right in. Her first real step was to assassinate the villain Coil. He was a massive jerk who thought his power made him invincible, but she was nothing if not ingenious. There were ways to blind his power, and without it he was a baseline human. Some good, old fashioned poison gas in the middle of the night did the rest.

From there, seizing control of his operation was a mere formality. She could offer better pay and benefits, and his hired goons were hardly loyal. Still, they would be useful, and perhaps she could convert them into genuine minions. With Coil out of the way, she took control of his best assets: the Undersiders.

Money and influence were the things they required, and Diana could offer both. Compared to the technology she could build or already had in Bag of Tricks, the people of Earth might as well have been cave people. More importantly, her technology was not like tinker tech. Normal people could operate and maintain it, even manufacture it, with the correct training and education. Using some of Coil’s funds and her own resources from Bag of Tricks made gradually introducing some of it a breeze.

As for influence, her quickly growing stockpile of money made that easy. It was a sad indictment on Earth that the right bribe to the right person seemed to make everything easier. Oh well. She wasn’t about to complain about victory being easy.

With the Undersiders firmly in hand - Lisa had the makings of a wonderful, if incredibly snarky, minion - Diana turned her attention to her competition in Brockton Bay’s underworld.

The Merchants were a joke. It took her one night and some of her drones to wipe them out. The real challenge was concealing exactly how she’d done it from the local authorities. It wouldn’t pay to have them ask too many questions. She’d been particularly interested in Squealer. The woman could be a useful minion if she kicked her drug addiction and switched sides. Knocking her unconscious and throwing her into a detox tank was Diana’s solution to the problem.

The ABB and the Empire 88 would also have to be dealt with. Her first target was the Empire. Brian had suggested them, and as a Faunus, Diana had seen firsthand the danger such groups posed. The White Fang, after all, had been a Faunus supremacy organisation. Given the Empire’s links to other organisations of similar inclination, Diana needed to make an impression.

X     X     X

“Don’t worry,” Diana assured the Undersiders. “All you need to do is stand next to me and look menacing. I’ll do the rest.” She paused. “And speaking of menacing, Grue, you should stand at the front, maybe add some darkness to give you a more brooding and determined look.”

“Uh… right.”

Diana - also known as the Magic Magician - waited calmly as Kaiser and the rest of his cronies surrounded them. At some point, he started talking. She wasn’t really paying attention. Instead, she was watching some old episodes of Gary on the inside of her visor. When he finally stopped talking, she made a show of yawning.

“Are you done yet?” she asked.

Kaiser responded as she knew he would: with an even longer and more boring talk that basically amounted to ‘prepare to die’. Honestly, it would have been funny putting a hole through his skull with an orbital laser halfway through his speech, but, apparently, killing villains here was frowned upon. Oh well. If someone on Remnant had pulled even half the crap he had, Diana would have dropped an old satellite on them and called it a day.

“Okay,” Diana said. “That’s great. Now, let me just ask you one thing.” She pulled the hat off her head and struck a pose. “Have you ever seen someone pull a rabbit out of a hat?”

Kaiser stared.

Diana smiled sunnily. “Because you’re not going to see one today.”

One of the things people didn’t understand about Bag of Tricks was that it allowed her to open ‘portals’ that allowed weapons in her subspace to fire without ever entering really normal space. Moreover, those portals didn’t have to open right next to her. In fact, toward the end of her first life, the range over which she could open portals had become truly terrifying.

It was therefore incredibly easy to open portals behind all of the assembled Empire members and shoot them with her version of a taser. Now, the funnest part about her personally designed tasers was that they could ramp up to compensate for the strength of the target. Even someone like Alexandria would feel the buzz if she landed a solid hit and the connection lasted long enough.

The Empire? Hah. They all dropped like sacks of potatoes.

Just to be sure, of course, Diana doused the lot of them in fast dissolving contact-based sedative. It never hurt to be careful when dealing with people who wanted her dead. She had Bitch send her dogs over to poke and prod people to make sure everyone was unconscious before calling in the local authorities. They could take them off her hands.

As for the rest of the Empire’s forces - Kaiser hadn’t been stupid enough to bring everyone under his command - Diana had a simple solution. Crap loads of drones. It was her honest opinion that a sufficient number of sufficiently well armed drones could beat almost anything. Indeed, she’d already established several factories in her secret lairs (it was also good to have more than one) dedicated to producing a variety of drones that specialised in everything from combat to takeaway delivery.

The Empire might have been able to fend off a few hundred drones if they’d been forewarned and properly armed and trained. However, they were caught off guard, and Diana didn’t send several hundred drones. She sent several thousand.

All over the Empire’s territory, her invisible, shielded drones began to knock people out, steal things, and just generally make life absolutely miserable for her enemies. She’d already contracted Faultline and several other mercenary groups to attack in the aftermath, ensuring that any and all stragglers were dealt with. Provided her mercenaries did well, she was even willing to offer them a permanent deal since good help could be so hard to find.

“Well, that was easy,” Regent murmured. “Glad we’re working for you, boss.”

Diana smiled again. “The nice thing about being underestimated, Regent, is that if you plan properly, you only need to win once. And winning is easy when people aren’t taking you seriously.” She chuckled. “But this is just the start. We’ve still got bigger fish to fry.”

“Right,” Grue said. “Like Lung.”

“Think bigger. Leviathan is due soon, and I have a feeling we’ll be seeing him.”

“You think he’s coming here,” Tattletale said. “To Brockton Bay.”

“I’m almost certain.” Diana smirked. “But trust me, I’ve got a plan.”

“I don’t think tasers are going to do it,” Regent pointed out. “Unless you’ve got one big enough for him.”

“I do,” Diana said. “But I also have something a little better.”

[reddragdiva]

worm x bitcoin

Taylor is shoved into /r/bitcoin and suffers a double trigger from the horrendous toxic waste. She emerges able to control simple creatures with the good sense of an arthropod.

On her first night out in the markets, Taylor hears the Bearwhale talk of crashing the price of kids and knows she must defeat him.

Skitter and the team, on a mission to rescue Sierra's brother from the Merchants, discover them running an ICO to sell tokens to the last man standing.

The Entities, giant space whale colony creatures, travel the universe seeking to parasitise intelligent beings by exploiting evolved quirks and biases to improve the planet-sized crystalline 419 schemes they are composed of, in the hope of reversing the collapse of the Bretton-Woods agreement.

Cauldron is exposed as running both the market regulator and a Bitcoin exchange, and printing up tethers to grant powers to crypto traders.

WORM CYOA v21million! You can build as:

a cape who lost their private key

a cape whose hardware wallet fell to a Tinker

a cape whose brain wallet key was figured out by Tattletale (though “whoisjohngalt” is easy mode really)

a cape who lost it all when Leviathan destroyed Mt. Gox