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askshivanulegacy · 3 days ago
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A more fun fact: the 124 year book has very little to do with the 85 year old movie, nothing to do with the 29 year old book, which has almost nothing to do with the play, which is very very different, and also over two decades old.
The movie is going to be a lot of people's very first exposure to Wicked. But you know that already.
You also know that first-time experiences can't be restored after you spoil them.
Don't be an ass.
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tired-night-owl · 11 months ago
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Blood Runs Cold
Fandom : Star Wars The Bad Batch
One shot ?
I tried to write a small fic about Crosshair and Omega in the new promo that’s been released because I can’t wait to see them together in the new season even if I know my heart is gonna get crushed by Dave Filony again
 Hopefully I am the opposite of last season and I am soooo wrong and they will all be reunited as a big family where no one dies or sacrifice themselves for the others ! Anyway I hope you enjoy :) 
Word count : 866
Summary : Crosshair has much to think about in his new conditions, what doesn’t help is when a far too bubbly and optimistic teenager comes and ruins his peaceful self pity moment.
Notes : brief mention of torture I guess, small but graphic description of tech’s death, Siblings!crosshair x omega, Spoilers for the new promo clip !
He noticed it a while ago, when they first started their wicked experiments on him. He tried to keep it under control mostly for his pride because seeing as with such a condition, his (now rendered useless) talent would be even more so wasn’t helping his morale. Crosshair didn’t mind it too much for now because not one clone in this cursed facility was in any shape or form to judge him in his misery. That is until the girl showed up. 
That child has been the sole cause for any misfortune he had to live though in the last couple of months he thought, but scolded himself to at least not make it show. She has enough to deal with too at the moment without having to suffer his endless wrath and sorrows. Still she cost him everything. His family, in more ways than one, his station, attempting to save her branded him a traitor and a VIP ticket to Hemlock’s test table and —
His mind went silent 
His brother Tech
. He had to give his life for hers. Skull smashed to pieces because they didn’t heed his warning. There's no way the batch can survive without its brain now. 
His mind whirled with thoughts like these locked in his dark cell all day. Some would say they were enough to drive a man insane but Crosshair already knew insane, and it wasn’t by his choice. Now he sees it, the effect that damn chip has had on him. How it made him turn on the only people who ever cared for him. He couldn’t turn on this one now. 
« CrosshairïżœïżœÂ Â»
« Crosshair ! I tried to come earlier, but there are too many guards watching me »
He tried to calm his usually snappy tone for the sake of the girl who must be as terrified if not more than he is at the moment.
« You shouldn’t be down here at all » he tried to make her realize a little harsher than he wished.
It was foolish of her to put a target on her back by snooping around, on THEIR backs. In a situation like this where there is no hope, it’s best to comply and hope you die as painlessly as possible. Though that seemed unlikely for him at the hands of that sick scientist. But there might be hope for her yet if she stopped escaping her quarters.
The girl continued with her misplaced energy and optimism.
« How else are we gonna plan an escape ? »
An escape ?! Had she gone insane? Did she not realize they were in the middle of no where, in an unknown imperial playground, surrounded by guards with no moral compass except loyalty to the credits they earn at the end of each shift filled with screams of tortured people. Better to kill that idea in the egg before she gets too altruistic. 
The sniper resumed his usual cold and unapproachable attitude, hoping the girl would realize that planning an escape in a place such as this with only 1 ally was foolish already but with no one, it was simply stretching your neck to help the executioner do his job. 
« There is no WE, and there is no escape
 I’ve already tried. » 
The young clone didn’t budge.
« Every stronghold has a weak point ! Maybe I could convince Emerie to help, she’s one of us. »
His brothers has taught her well he could tell, and by that he meant by filling her head with useless idiotic tactics and informations for a obviously changing galaxy. Besides if they shouldn’t trust one person in this Sarlac pit, it was HER. That double crossing scientist woman. Testing on people was bad enough but on her own « brothers » that was being a plain sociopathic hypocrite. 
« Not every clone is your ally ! » The sharpshooter reminded her.
« You trust too easily  »
He expected a reply and one sounding similar to that one too, so he doesn’t know why her words struck him so. 
« Maybe you don’t trust enough. » Omega replied with that same misguided hope as earlier.
An uncomfortable silence surrounded the two and then it started again : the shaking.
The stupid shaking he couldn’t stop. The best sniper in the whole GAR with quivering hands, how ironic. He felt uneasy having her see him like this. It was as if his own brothers could see how low he had fallen and for a prideful man like Crosshair, it was not an easy feat to overcome. 
« Crosshair ? »  The young girl asked after her gaze fell upon her brother hiding his hands from her. 
Not so long ago he would’ve snapped at her for simply seeing him in a state like this, desperately trying to steady his once reliable hands but now, he just didn’t have the heart or the energy to do so

« Just
 Go. » he simply said. 
« Before you make things worst for both of us  »
In this moment he came to the conclusion that yes, he didn’t want to be punished for the girl’s misbehaviour but he also mostly didn’t want her to suffer because of him. 
Knowing Hemlock, he wouldn’t even do it to punish Omega
 but he would do unexplainable things to the girl to make HIM suffer. 
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moviemunchies · 11 months ago
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Honestly, so much of this movie relies on its twists, so I’m struggling to figure out how to talk about it. For a brand new movie like this, I don’t want to spoil it for readers who haven’t seen the movie.
I can tell you that the book wasn’t wasn’t written by Taylor Swift, though?
Ellie Conway is the successful author of the bestselling Argylle series, a sequence of spy thriller novels that have captivated the world. Ellie herself, though, is mostly a recluse, with a small social circle, an anxious disposition, and lives alone with her cat, Alfie. She’s struggling to write an end for the series, so she books a train for herself and Alfie to her parents’ house for a brainstorming session. But on the way, Ellie meets a supposed spy, Aiden, that tells her stories are eerily accurate reflections of an actual, real-life conspiracy in the intelligence community. And now some actual bad guys are after her, and Aiden’s the only one who could save her. The line between fiction and reality gets blurry, and Ellie has to help Aiden figure out what’s actually going on.
Alright, so most of the critical conversation about this movie talk about how twisty the Plot is. And it is very twisty, because, well
 that’s kind of The Point of the movie. Like many critics, I can’t help but think that it doesn’t quite all add up. At the end of the day, I’m scratching my head, thinking, “Wait, that was the villains’ plan? They couldn’t think of anything more effective than that?” I also suspect that there will come a point when the viewer will see some of the twists right before they happen.
That being said, I think if you can say to yourself, “Alright, this movie is built on ridiculous twists–so bring it on,” you will have a much better time. I certainly did. 
This being a Matthew Vaughn film, there are pretty great action scenes throughout the movie. It’s not John Wick, no, but it’s stylish, cool, and fun to watch. Towards the end you get some fight scenes that are truly ridiculous, and they’re lovely like that. It reminds me of some of the great fight scenes in the Kingsman movies.
One thing that felt a bit odd was the marketing of the film. The first few minutes are featured heavily in trailers, despite them being a version of the action from the book Ellie Conway wrote, rather than an actual event occurring in Ellie’s life. It’s fine that the sequence is there, because it is actually relevant, and it’s great fun. Still, it felt very weird that it took up so much of the marketing, with Dua Lipa being on the poster for the movie when she’s barely in it.
Henry Cavill is one of the people from that opening sequence, and he continues to be through the movie as an active piece of Ellie’s imagination. And he is delightful, honestly. The man is clearly having a blast with his ridiculous haircut and over-the-top fight scenes, and I say that we should let him continue having a blast with roles like this. 
Honestly, the rest of the cast looked like they were having fun, too. Notably, Bryce Dallas Howard gets to do an active part of action scenes! I don’t know how often she does that, so it’s quite fun. Sam Rockwell gets to be a bit silly as a spy who is supremely competent but absolutely tired of all of this crap and would rather Ellie listen to his instructions, thank you very much.
And the cat! I was fond of Alfie the cat! However! I was less fond of how much of the cat is computer-generated in this movie. I get that for the stunts he’s got to be CGI; they’re not going to put a real cat in danger (especially because he’s played by the director’s wife’s cat). There are still scenes, like one in which he’s on the desk in a hotel room, where he’s quite obviously CGI and it’s distracting.
All in all, it’s a fun movie, though it’s not anywhere near as clever as it thinks it is. There’s too many twists that don’t add up. But if you manage to let go and let yourself have a fun time with a ridiculous spy movie, that mostly knows that it’s a ridiculous spy movie, then you’ll have a good time watching this movie.
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septembersghost · 1 year ago
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I know you've become a celebrity news blog kind of against your will lol so you don't have to answer this, but I was thinking about the main pop girl stories this year & how it's escalated and it putting TS' situation into perspective helpfully. Because it's like: woman loses the man she thought she'd marry, acts petty, has a lil menty b, dates hideous rebound for four weeks, dips. MH's disgusting comments and behaviour aren't her fault, and they're fling is over now, she's distances herself. Her history of being a lovely human being is so long that a bad choice with a nasty man is forgivable. Then AG's affair. It's gross and distasteful, horrible for his wife and child, she and the sponge should be mocked until the end of time, but you mentioned how it's not that unusual. It's shitty but people do this, and Hollywood has a ton of these stories. It didn't ruin Angelina, and everyone involved in that was WAY more famous. Why is it our business who everybody's sleeping with if we're here for the art? Maybe it's because I don't care that much about AG, but she has the bad relationship track record that people think TS has. This isn't that off brand for her and doesn't really change my opinion. Wicked will be good or bad separate from them. But then there's Lizzo. Building a brand on acceptance and lifting ppl up only to be exposed as emotionally manipulative, abusive, literal sexual harassment (or is it assault?), mistreating people who work for you. That's low and despicable. That I can't forgive because that speaks to the heart of the art itself as hollow. All three of them earned their careers but I don't fuck w someone who shames and traumatises others. You know? Personal mistakes with fuckboys and causing harm to your workers are hugely different topics but sometimes online stans don't seem to get that.
Thanks for listening, I think you get alot of these messages because you don't answer them as only snarky gossip, so it's good to vent to someone who'll understand ❀
remember when my asks were mostly fictional character meta, but then i was unhappy with how the stories unfolded and for various reasons had to distance myself from the respective fandoms, and now we're here. 😳 i opened the door to discussion though, it's okay! if/when i'm not comfortable with something, i don't feel pressured about it anymore, i answer what i can.
so there's a lot to unpack here, and i'm not even sure where to begin with the layers of it, but want to preface this by saying anything i reply is not directed at *you*, but rather a general sort of observation.
these stories are all very different and require different responses, so it's a little tricky that they're being compared at all, even though i get it because they all involve very famous women in music. i think one of the first issues to reflect on here is, in fact, the way we approach and discuss things involving successful women and the almost ravenous hunger to take them down a peg the moment they show a flaw or make a bad choice. while i don't condone the things that man has said and done, it's curious to me how quickly it turned into a conversation of taylor being tainted by him forever, an odd melding of shaming and blaming that went beyond the careful concern regarding awareness and accountability. it was upsetting for many fans, myself included, but thankfully brief, and the intentional distancing made moving on the healthier choice. with ariana, infidelity is terrible and the story has several "juicy" angles that are easy to glom onto and laugh about, and the situation is ongoing, but ultimately is it our business? it's not a positive reflection on her character, but is it something that changes her overall abilities? obviously i am far more familiar with taylor's person and history than i am with ariana (or lizzo, but we'll get there), so i know how taylor is always reported to have treated people, to have shown her character, and her consistent graciousness has the most weight to me. i don't know exactly what ari's overall reputation is in that sense. but the concept of...forgivableness...regarding private mistakes or bad choices is difficult to parse. i've talked about the necessity for willingness to extend grace and allow for growth a lot, but of course everyone decides individually where/when/how they can offer that, especially to artists they admire but don't know. i feel like romantic missteps are less our purview than open bigotry or criminal actions, if that makes sense. one scandal doesn't equal another. do fans have the right to expect an apology? with ari, is that even fair to ask when the only person/people who really deserves that is his wife (and his child) and possibly her husband? where is that line between the personal and the public?
you mentioned angelina, and i've seen others bring up the debbie reynolds/eddie fisher/elizabeth taylor affair, but there are a lot of differences there considering in both of those cases, all the people involved were very famous. lilly is not a public figure, and ethan was not particularly known before this (even as a broadway fan, i'd somehow never heard of him). and yet, despite debbie being america's sweetheart, and elizabeth's reputation with lovers, neither of them were colored by that forever (though carrie worked it hilariously into her writing and show), debbie even forgave liz later in life and they made up, which was her choice. i never associate liz with her scandalous accounts because she was so much greater than that alone, but i've mentioned before that unfortunately i couldn't be a fan of anyone from old hollywood if messy romantic entanglements were deal breakers, so, again, that's in however one individually chooses to approach it.
then there's lizzo. i liked her, but only casually knew a little about her. the allegations are horrendous, and i'm not going to sugarcoat that, but at the same time, the idea of it being unforgivable and permanently destroying gives me pause only because of the tone of the conversation. granted, they've never done anything abusive like this, but taylor and ariana are both thin white women from privileged backgrounds (upper middle class and very upper class respectively). there's a little too much glee from some in canceling a plus size black woman who represented a lot of positivity for many in her audience, and for people who are underrepresented, in reveling in the fact that she's been "revealed" as nasty. the concept of what's "unforgivable" concerns me slightly. it's disappointing (and disturbing) behavior, no doubt. yet so many far worse people, especially men, have gotten total passes for heinous actions. it doesn't mean she should be given free reign to mistreat people with impunity, she absolutely should not. i fully support her dancers in speaking out, and anyone who's been mistreated working for her, it's awful, and they deserve better and were right to file the suit. i hope they get reparation and support through this. but do we destroy and write off lizzo forever, or do we hope there's some room for her to learn and change? when men guilty of criminal abuse are still thriving? is there a way for her to even make amends? what does it mean if there isn't? and i truly don't know the answers.
this is all rhetorical, but i do...stop and wonder if sometimes online commentary is fervent for comeuppance aimed at successful women, and even if the discussion is deserved and begins reasonably, it gets taken really far - it starts casting them as permanently stained, sinful [insert slur here], divas, armchair diagnosing them with personality disorders (i have seen malignant narcissism and BPD invoked way too often, and not only is that crossing a line, it also increases stigma against people really dealing with those diagnoses), shaming their bodies, their sexuality, their writing, their fundamental existences beyond what the core of the story is, and i feel like some caution is warranted in that regard.
all that said, i totally get where you're coming from on seeing the levels of seriousness here. and there are markedly disparate personalities, circumstances, behaviors, and reactions involved in each of these stories, and different levels of upset and emotion too. maybe amends can be made and maybe they can't, and sometimes we can healthily move on, and sometimes something is too serious and requires further consequence. harmful bigotry/isms and abuse deserve whatever vitriol they get, like criminal actions require adjudication, but do poor choices about bedfellows? we certainly can't solve any of it, our only power is in response, and the one thing i try my best to do is remember that we're talking about real human beings, and however that can be handled appropriately and within reason for each individual.
sorry this is so long and rambly, but i appreciate you all being willing to discuss with and trust me. <3
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autumn-likes-her-stuff · 2 years ago
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autumn likes a rly long xbox documentary
i think at this point, the original xbox counts as old n retro tech. that means i can talk about it here. that also means i can talk about that documentary that microsoft produced about their wicked cool console. i want to approach it with a question that i had that it solved. how is a newcomer supposed to enter a market with two industry giants that cannot be touched?
the documentary is called "power on", and its 6 episodes of ~40 min long videos going over the history and issues revolving the brand. this includes pitching it to bill gates, actually showing it off, and the growing pains of being a new player in an old industry. the first episode begins with the origins of the console, and how it was brought up as a concept by some microsoft employees that wanted to do something different. it also covers the pitch to microsoft's founder, bill gates. the second episode covers the valentine's day massacre, which was an internal competition between the xbox team and a windows team to gain the interest and funding of steve ballmer and bill gates. the third episode covers the reveal of the console to the public and how the demonstration unit did not turn on. the second half of the documentary details the consoles that released after the first xbox, the xbox 360 and the xbox one.
obviously, my question is answered in the first episode, however its the process that im more interested in. anyone can ask the question, but not everyone can answer it in detail. the documentary, despite being produced by the company that created the brand, was made while understanding the faults and missteps of the brand. it appears clear that it was heavily influenced by the people who helped create it in the first place because not only were they brought back to talk about it, but it talks about so many issues with creating the thing and getting it to market, as well as understanding what could have made it better. the first episode, as i mentioned earlier, goes over the team pitching the machine to bill gates. mentioned in the documentary, the team literally built the xbox prototype using parts from multiple dell laptops that they happened to have lying around. they then stole a copy of windows, yes literally stole, and cut out everything they didnt need from it like word processing, web browsing, etc., just to get it to fit on the machine and get it running smoothly. during the pitch, bill gates was fascinated with the fact the machine could turn on in as little as a few seconds. this was what piqued his interest and made him consider the xbox as a potential competitor in the video game console market.
the second episode covers a meeting in 2000 dubbed "the valentine's day massacre". it was a meeting in which the team developing the xbox would have to talk to bill gates and earn his approval for full funding and production. however, despite seeing promise in the machine when he first saw it, he believed that the console was an insult to everything he had worked for at microsoft. he simply could not imagine selling a machine that did not include the full windows experience. however, after speaking with steve ballmer at that same meeting, his mind was changed. their potential competitor, the playstaion 2, would feature dvd playback, and would mean that consumers wouldnt have to purchase an expensive dvd player. if he were to release the xbox, it would take the spots of homes that not only already have microsoft devices, but also keep customers to purchase microsoft products. the xbox console would be greenlit and shown off to developers as the more powerful gaming machine on the market.
the third episode is more of a blunder as the xbox team had finally been able to finish the product and was ready to show it off to the public. at e3, a gaming event for many large companies to show off new games and advertising, they unveiled the xbox, and their demo unit for the stage would not turn on. they were able to get some other units to work for the public to use, but the first impression for it was that the product was not very good, it was too expensive, and it was from microsoft and people weren't very keen on the idea. regardless of what the initial thoughts were for the console, it would become a mainstay in the industry and one of the big three companies.
if u wanna spend an afternoon watching the whole thing, its right here.
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fishingadvice · 2 years ago
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Ice Fishing: A Wonderful Fishing Game for Youngsters and Family Fun!
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The unpleasant, boisterous winters are that season in the US schedule when white is wherever underneath. Quit worrying about the chilling breezes, when there is some coating of ice on the waterways, outdoorsmen and eager fisher (s) make like blessed men and stroll on the water looking for hot fishing activity, prominently known as "ice fishing". A straightforward game where you drill an opening and catch fish, there is something else to it besides basic outside diversion.
Indeed, very few fisherman(s) should realize that somewhere close to the opening penetrating and the fish getting, a large number of dollars is spent on hardware. It's obviously true that each year, there are a lot of well-off people and businesses who are very instrumental in supporting the ice fishing item economy, with some of them ready to lay out each new contraption that raises a ruckus around the town market.
In the event that you have never experienced ice fishing, you really are passing up an undertaking. However, before you rush out to your closest frozen lake there are a few fundamental bits of ice fishing gear you should make your experience a protected and vital one.
You will fish on a frozen field of water and you should wear a fitting dress to keep warm and dry. You should protect your body from the cold and safeguard yourself in the event of serious breezes and snowstorms.
You will likewise require the proper footwear. Wearing your number one Nikes won't cut it. You need a couple of ice boots, and dampness-wicking socks to keep your feet dry and warm, and remember to keep your head and hands safeguarded, dry, and warm with head and hand wear.
There are a few brands of expert dress, whichever you pick, ensure they are capable and you can move around openly.
Presently you have your attire arranged, the subsequent stage is to furnish yourself with the right tackle which is not the same as different sorts of tackle. The primary basics ought to incorporate your ice casting pole or tip-up, ice fishing bait bucket. To draw in the fish, take various bait and live lures. I like to take both since supposing that the fish quit gnawing utilizing live snare I can change to bait to tempt the fish.
In spite of the fact that ice fishing can be an extraordinary game to appreciate, you must know that it tends to be risky too so your fishing hardware ought to continuously incorporate a medical aid unit. This will guarantee that you can adapt to any minor wounds that might happen. You ought to likewise convey a cell phone with you and a few food and fluid on the off chance that you are stuck on the ice for some time. You ought to constantly tell individuals in the thing region you are expecting to ice fish so assuming there are any issues they know where you are.
You can purchase this sort of fishing supplies in shops and fishing box shops; you want to guarantee that you tell the individual offering it to you that it is for ice fishing. This will then ensure that you are sold the right sort of fishing hardware. In the event that you are in any uncertainty, ensure that you request help that is what individuals in the shop are for. When you have the right gear then you can go out and partake in this elective sort of fishing.
You will cherish this approach to fishing and will find that you are in many cases out on the frozen lakes when the colder time of year weather conditions shows up. As you acquire the experience you might find that you purchase an ever-increasing number of things of ice fishing gear including tents, covers, better bars, draws, and different things. You can continue to add to your gear, which will make your entire fishing trip much really invigorating.
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halfbakedangel · 3 years ago
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First date
Hello! This is my first time writing a fanfiction in many years but I’ve found myself inspired by John Wick, so I hope you guys enjoy :) I’m also a brand spanking new account so followers would be appreciated
Warnings: Violence, death, mention of drugs.
Time to paint a picture. You’re a waitress at an extremely pretentious and highly suspicious club based in New York. You moved here from the UK last year to escape your family, who were high profile drug distributors that wanted you to be more involved with the business. And frankly, fuck that.
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Tonight’s shift felt different. You noticed there were more security guards than usual, the other bartenders were clearly on alert, and your manager was actually watching over you for once. But, why? What made tonight so tense?
The truth is that you didn’t know, you didn’t want to. Obviously there was some kind of event going down in the city tonight, one worth celebrating by Russia’s finest cartel members; that alone was enough for you to mind your business. You’d had your fair share of gang related bullshit in your life back home, but it was a whole different ballgame here and you wanted nothing to do with it. The drama of it all was exhausting. Or so you told yourself.
“Girl! Get over here and bring your finest bottle of vodka” a thick Russian accent shouted over from the lounge area, a voice belonging to probably the scariest man you’d ever seen. 6’6 at the least, so broad he probably had to go through doors sideways. You shot over a smile, maintaining confidence as you walked over to the group of men with several shot glasses and a bottle of vodka neatly placed on a serving tray.
“Here you go gentlemen, I hope it is up to standard” you spoke, placing the drinks down onto the table before turning to walk away. Only, they didn’t want you to walk away just yet. “Are you new here?” One of the men asked, “I haven’t seen you before. We come here on occasion and I think I’d remember a face like yours” he winked, making you recoil internally. “I’ve been here for a few months” you answered simply, smiling through clenched teeth as you made your second attempt of walking away. The men whistled at you as you wondered back to the bar, “I will fuck her tonight even if it’s against her will” you heard a voice laugh. Excuse me?
Maybe it was cockiness, or just plain stupidity, that made you throw the metal serving tray like a damn frisbee back at the table, aiming exactly for the bottle and causing it to smash. The men laughed for a second before the big ones face turned to pure aggression, he stormed over to the bar and screamed in your face, “little girl, do you know who the fuck I am? I will end you in a heartbeat if you don’t stay in your place”, his face was so close to yours you could smell the alcohol on his breath. “I don’t care who you are” you uttered in response as your coworker, Ellen, frantically pushed you aside and began apologising profusely to the man - promising all drinks would be on the house for the rest of the night.
Your manager, after seeing this event unfold, pulled you aside into one of the backrooms, aggressively shoving you down onto the red leather sofa. “Listen Mike, I don’t want a striptease from you” you chuckle, finding the whole ordeal quite amusing. “Jesus Christ you British women are insane! Can you take this seriously for one fucking minute? I don’t care about your background. You’re nobody here! Nobody! These men will skin you alive and use it as a rug if you don’t pipe down. Do you hear me? Do you understand me?” Mike shouted, pacing back and forth before continuing calmly, “Look, you work for me. You are a reflection of me and how I run this business. You might not like the people who come here, but you chose to work here. You could’ve gone anywhere, but you chose here. So. Stay. In. Line.” His voice was assertive, but you could tell he secretly found your tray launching skills quite impressive. You were about to continue the conversation, expressing your apologies for disrespecting his and your workplace. However, before you could even speak, chaos broke loose in the club.
Gunshots. Every second. Screams so loud you couldn’t even make out the music anymore. Mike immediately poked his head through the doorway to see the commotion, not wanting to step foot into the battlefield you used to call a club. “Fuck. FUCK. What the FUCK? The god damn boogeyman is here for those bastards now. The god damn boogeyman. Fuck. Hah. I’m out of here, this is too fucking much. Fuck this.” he panicked, exasperated, heading quickly to the fire exit a short walk away, and abandoning ship. Classic.
For a moment, you just sat there. Not being able to process what he meant by “the Boogeyman” or what was unfolding next door. You were snapped out of your shocked demeanour when a body fell straight through the curtained doorway into the room, hitting his already mangled head onto the corner of the couch. Fear set in as you tried to follow Mikes plan and run to the fire exit, but at this point everyone had the same idea and you knew you’d never get through the flood of horrified people without being crushed. You were only small and you’d rather die by gunshot than by trampling. Faster, less suffering, you thought, back against the wall waiting patiently. Numb to the core as you prepared to die.
After what felt like an eternity, the sound of gunshots and screams finally stopped. You quietly walked back into the main area with caution, surprised nobody had come and killed you. You were about to leave now the scene had cleared when you were stopped you in your tracks, “you the bartender?” A low American voice asked, “fix me a drink, bourbon.” It requested bluntly. Turning around, you saw a tall man with long black hair standing at the bar, dressed in a suit that would’ve been nice if it weren’t covered in blood. “Okay” you sheepishly replied, terrified to do anything other than submit to his request.
“Here you go” you smiled as you poured him a glass, despite being terrified you had gotten used to faking confidence in the presence of a killer. But that’s a story for another day. “You the boogeyman?” You blurted out, half expecting the strange man to shoot you down after asking such a thing. Instead, he just nodded his head, drinking his whiskey in a matter of seconds before pouring himself and you another. It fell silent for a moment before morbid curiosity took over once again. “How come you kept me alive? Why did you kill those Russian dickheads?”
“I needed a bartender, and like you said. Dickheads.” He replied. Although this man had just shot and killed multiple people meters away from you, you weren’t intimidated by him for some reason. Maybe because you didn’t know his reputation yet. Maybe because he had a weird charm about him, one that intrigued you in the strangest of ways. Maybe because you were in shock. Maybe all of the above.
The club fell silent once more, it was weird hearing it so quiet, you wished the DJ stuck around but obviously he hadn’t. Either that or he was lying dead next to the speaker. You didn’t want to look and find out. The silence lingered for a minute or two before you heard a shout and the sound of a gun, and before you could even react you’d been shot in the side of the stomach. You’d been stabbed before back in England but never shot, so the pain was unlike anything you’d ever known. The floor was littered with broken glass which didn’t help the impact of your fall, cutting you in a variety of places before being knocked unconscious by the impact of hitting the ground.
It felt like only a moment had passed when you came to. But it was clear you’d been out for some time. This was clear because miraculously you’d been bandaged and stitched up, and found yourself in what appeared to be a hotel room. Scared and in pain, you sat up quickly, feeling a sharp pain in your abdomen as you did. It felt like Hell, you felt like hell, you began to question if this was hell and if so, why was the room decor so nice? The walls where pure white, the modern furniture impeccably clean, the bed, ohmygod the bed, it felt like being on a cloud that had been blessed by angels to be more cloud-like. As nice as the room was, you needed to know where you were and what had happened to you. Standing up wasn’t an option just yet, as you’d realised from the struggle it took just to sit up, however there was a phone on the bed stand. Debating on what to do for a moment, you hesitantly decided to pick it up, hoping that this wasn’t some fucked up institute ran by those Russian guys at the club. Hoping that they wouldn’t groom you into the life you were running away from back home, or worse, hoping that you wouldn’t become their personal plaything.
The voice on the other end of the line seemed calm, professional. He said something about the Continental but you were finding it hard to focus on what exactly. “Continental? What? Is that where I am? Why am I here? Who helped me?” You stifled, realising that even speaking hurt your very bruised ribs. “Ah, I see. John will be with you shortly upon his return” the man promptly replied, leaving no time to respond before ending the call. Who the fuck was John? It didn’t sound Russian, which was a relief, but the anxiety that was now wreaking havoc in your mind and body refused to fade. You were a strong woman, you had a mighty reputation at home, never in a million years would you have expected to feel so weak. So powerless. The pain in your body was excruciating, but you forced yourself to stand up despite already knowing what a stupid idea that was. Predictably, you fell to the floor after one step, but began to crawl towards the door hoping that you could somehow make your way to the exit without anyone noticing. Naive.
Suddenly, the door swung open. You were on the floor, looking like a wounded animal, but still, you swung your head up to look at the man now stood directly in front of you. “Going somewhere?” He asked. You realised that it was the guy from the club, and couldn’t help but find him attractive now he was no longer covered in blood. “Should I call you John or the boogeyman?” You asked in reply, ignoring his question, locking eyes with him as you were still on the floor like some kind of weird spider. “John is fine” he chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief at your statement. He knelt down next to you, grabbing your underarms and pulling you back to the bed. Usually, this would be a scary experience, being dragged to bed by a stranger, but you could tell he didn’t want to hurt you. You wondered if he was the one who’d bandaged you up or if he’d taken you to a doctor; whoever tended to your injuries was definitely experienced in the practice. After being placed onto the bed, you weren’t sure what to say, you hoped John would break the silence but he didn’t. He just looked at you. Looked at the alcohol cabinet across the room, then went to pour himself a drink. Pulled out a chair and sat down. Looked at you again.
“Why’d you help me?” You finally inquired, realising that he wasn’t a man of many words. He scratched his head and thought for a second, almost like he was looking for the right words before responding, “You were going to leave, I made you stay, and that bullet was meant for me. I felt bad.”
The man who had just wiped out every Russian in the club, felt bad that a bartender got shot? Interesting.
“I know who you are by the way.” He followed. “Your father is involved with much more than you know”. You shivered at the thought of what he meant. You were the baby of the family and you ran away when things started to get serious with the business, much to your father’s disappointment. “Does he know where I am?” You asked, “no, and he doesn’t have to”. Hearing this statement was a relief, but didn’t take away from the anxiety still sitting heavy on your chest. John walked over to you calmly, carrying the chair and placing it next to the bed, before walking into what appeared to be a bathroom and coming out holding a first aid kit. “No disrespect but I need to replace your dressing. Can you take your shirt off for me?” He questioned. Until this moment, you hadn’t even thought about what you looked like or what you were wearing. You saw that your work uniform was thrown into a corner, soaked in blood, and that you were wearing a plain black button-up shirt. Was this Johns shirt? Does that mean he’d already seen your body? At least buy me dinner first, you thought, growing embarrassed at the thought of him undressing and dressing you like a doll. It was necessary though, nothing strange about it in context, but still a little awkward. “I can do it myself” you insisted, gesturing for him to toss you the medkit. He seemed slightly taken aback by your request, but obliged nonetheless, taking a seat next to you as you began to unbutton yourself.
The bruises on your ribs were worse than you thought, and the right side of your body was cut up from shards of glass poking into your skin. It was hard not to gag at the sight of your bullet wound, even stitched up, it looked disgusting, leaking plasma which had soaked through the bandage you now held in your hand. Despite this, you cleaned and rewrapped yourself, glimpsing at John whilst doing so as he pretended not to watch.
“Is this your shirt?” You asked, beginning to button it back up. “Yeah, it was, I hope that doesn’t make you uncomfortable” he said, almost like a question but remaining fairly blunt, not requiring an answer. It’d be silly to feel uncomfortable at such a thing really, anything is better than your work uniform, especially when it’s hardened with blood.
The two of you sat in comfortable silence for a moment, unsure on what to say under the strange circumstances. This gave you the opportunity to really look at the man who had saved you. You noticed how sad his eyes were, yet could see how passionate they were too. His beard was well maintained, sculpted to his facial shape well. His hair was dark, long and slicked back, he looked like artwork in his own way. Quickly, you were snapped out of your admiration as he once again asked you a question, “you want a drink?”. Yes. God yes. You needed a glass of wine or 5 more than anything right now. “How about a nice bottle of red?” You smiled, adjusting your posture to sit more comfortably as the sharp pains in your torso became hard to ignore. “And how about some food? You were unconscious all of yesterday, you must be hungry” he asked. He was a man full of questions but at least it made conversation easy. In response, you simply nodded your head, unsure as to why he was being so comforting. It wasn’t something you wanted to challenge though. Free food wasn’t something you were prepared to turn down. And he was right, you were hungry.
Room service delivered the most amazing spread of food you’d ever seen within moments. You went from questioning if this was hell moments ago to questioning if it was Heaven. “Stay with me and we’ll eat and drink together” you insisted, noticing that John was preparing to leave, not wanting to overstep any boundaries. He smiled, not like a half smile or a smirk, a proper smile, and you all of a sudden found yourself smiling back at him softly.
To think you went through so much horror two nights ago was a hard concept to grasp, but it wasn’t so traumatic now you were safe, boozed up and eating the finest food you could imagine with one of the most handsome men you’d ever laid eyes on. “This is one heck of a first date” you laughed, looking over to John who was chowing down on some udon. “If that’s what you want to call it, I’ll accept” he chuckled, now contently sitting next you on the bed. It was a strange sight, seeing this man, this killer, so comfortable around you. You wondered how many people had seen this side of him, even your manager, Mike, knew who he was and was scared. A scary reputation doesn’t always equate to a scary man, you thought. Relating back to the thought of your family back in Britain, who were known as horrible people despite your mother being the most loving woman you knew. You missed her sometimes, but it wasn’t worth reaching out in case your dad tracked you down and brought you back. Now he, was just straight up horrible.
“Thankyou, for all of this” you sighed happily, looking over to John with pure joy. “Anytime” he smiled, looking back at you with the same look. Happiness suited him well.
Was this the start of something?
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stucky fic recs
here are some stucky fic recs! as always, be sure to read the warnings for each fic <3
one shots
finding home | @thedamageofherdays
cap steve x modern bucky
After he is caught in a terrible rainstorm while hiking, Bucky is glad to find shelter at the cottage Steve shares with his daughter and his dog. Bucky ends up finding so much more than just a safe place to spend the night.
x | @dreadlockholiday
steve x bucky
Request: Bucky looking through a glossy magazine and saying something like "God, can you imagine being paid for just looking cute?" And without thought Steve replies, "you'd be a millionaire" and Bucky just blushes furiously while Steve's all like 😳 *oh no, I just said that out loud*
x | @dreadlockholiday (18+)
steve x bucky
Bucky finds his BFF Steve's sketchbook... and it's full of nothing but sketches of Bucky... naked.
sweethearts | @musette22
steve x bucky
Steve confesses his feelings to Bucky using sweethearts
my moon, my man | @musette22 (18+)
steve x bucky (modern au)
AU meet-cute. Strangers on a Train, but with less murder and more sexual tension.
make it till you fake it | AggressiveWhenStartled (AO3)
steve x bucky
“Ned,” Peter said, like a drowning man sighting land. “Ned. Captain America and the Winter Soldier are fake dating right now and it is the most painfully awkward and obvious thing I have ever seen, all of us want to die, Ned.”
things my heart used to know | Nightwing11 (AO3)
steve x bucky
In a world where soulmates can communicate telepathically with their partners, Steve Rogers has always had Bucky Barnes with him, a calming voice in a sea of turmoil. And, when Bucky falls off the train during World War II, Steve experiences deafening silence for the first time.
Now, after crashing a plane in the Arctic to save the world and being frozen for 70 years, Steve’s still trying to figure out how to live without Bucky there. His new friends are trying to help him adjust, to move on. And he thought he was doing better, he really did.
So, why is he suddenly hearing Bucky’s voice again?
catfish | @buckmebxrnes (18+)
steve x bucky (modern au)
Steve Rogers is a famous movie star, known for his role as Captain America. Bucky Barnes is a bored law student who drinks too much wine. Bucky gets on match.com to boost his confidence. What he doesn't expect is a guy using Steve Rogers' pictures on a dating profile. Bucky decides to mess with the guy. After all, what idiot uses Steve Rogers' pictures on a dating site?
Not like it's really him, right? Bucky may need more wine.
let's go have fun | @sebastanbucky
steve x bucky
“Nat wanted me to-” Nat clears her throat and he rolls his eyes. “I wanted to tell you something.” He looks at Steve with a look he hopes says ‘play along’. “Okay. What did you want to tell me?” Bucky has to take a deep breath to keep from laughing again, it helps with his performance as Nat nods encouragingly at him. “I’m gay.” He says, making his voice sound shaky and weak.
the way you came around | sokaless (AO3)
steve x bucky
After a while, Bucky says, “You know, this song sounds like it was written for you.” “That's funny,” Steve remarks. “I chose it because it reminded me of you.” Steve gives Bucky an iPod full of his favourite songs from the 21st century to help him deal with his nightmares. Bucky has a new mission- to find out who Steve is in love with, because there are a few too many unrequited love songs on that iPod.
stuck on you | wearing_tearing (AO3)
steve x bucky (modern au)
“Bucky? You don’t look so hot.”
Bucky makes a tiny little sound in the back of his throat, only to start coughing. Of course he doesn’t look hot. He’s sick and he’s dying and Steve obviously isn’t attracted to him.
you have the place next to my place | justanotherStonyfan (AO3)
cap steve x modern bucky
prompt: “We live in adjacent apartments and our bedrooms are on opposite sides of a very thin wall and one night I heard you crying and talked to you through the wall” AU
Captain America helps the Vet next door.
you’ve got (30) new matches | williamkaplans (AO3)
steve x bucky
When everyone finds out Steve's bi thanks to Bucky's recovering memories, Natasha kicks up her match-making into high gear. Steve has zero luck, but Natasha won't give up, especially when Sam (jokingly) suggests online dating. It isn't long before Steve finds someone, a someone who seems eerily familiar.
perfectly right wrong number | melonbutterfly (AO3)
cap steve x modern bucky
It all starts because Steve is too dumb to handle his smartphone.
A wrong number AU in which Bucky Barnes doesn't enter Steve's life (meaning: Bucky wasn't born until the eighties, but Steve is still Captain America) until Steve accidentally dials the wrong number. Wherein there is a lot of texting, some advice via Natasha and Darcy, a bit of pining, and a first date in an amusement park. Oh, and on top of being a disabled veteran, Bucky is a professional catwalker. Literally.
put your number in my phone | MacksDramaticShenanigans (AO3)
steve x bucky (modern au)
Steve tucks his phone back into his pocket and turns back to the computer. He only has to click a few times before he finds the link to the questionnaire and opens it, inputting the participant number before hitting next. The beginnings of the consent form fills the page, and all Steve has left to do now is wait for the participant— one James Barnes, according to the website— to show up.
Thankfully, Steve doesn’t end up having to wait very long. James Barnes shows up ten minutes early and knocks on the door before cracking it open and peeking in.
“Oh, hi,” he says, when he spots Steve sitting at the desk. He pushes the door open all the way and steps into the room just as Steve spins in the chair to face him.
“Um, I’m, uh, a bit early, but I’m here for the decision making study,” James continues, clear blue eyes flickering around the room before landing on Steve again. The skin between his eyebrows crinkles up a little, and god, Steve probably shouldn’t find his uncertainty as cute as he does. “Am I in the right place?”
wouldn’t it be nice | MacksDramaticShenanigans (AO3)
steve x bucky (modern au)
"You are never going to believe what just happened," Bucky bemoans, shaking his head. He's at Steve's side in a moment and doesn't bother to give any warning before he dramatically falls into Steve's lap. Steve just barely manages to save his book from getting squashed.
"What is it?" Steve asks, matching Bucky's dramatic tone. "What am I not going to believe?"
"I just got off the phone with Natasha," he starts. "She cancelled on me!" Bucky throws his arms up, nearly smacking Steve in the face in the process.
Steve carefully places his hand on Bucky's forearm and lowers it away from his face.
"You're kidding," he says, a frown curving onto his lips at the news.
"I wish I was," he sighs. Bucky presses his lips together into a disappointed line and deflates against the back of the couch, slinking down Steve's thighs a little. "Who goes to Coney Island alone? How pathetic is that?"
Steve snorts, earning a glare from Bucky, and pats Bucky's thigh. "Aw, don't be such a sourpuss, Buck," he says. "Who said anything about going alone?"
all jokes aside | darksknight (AO3)
steve x bucky
"Before we know it Banner’s gonna be makin’ insinuations.” (Everyone "jokes" about Steve and Bucky being in a relationship until, eventually, they admit that they are.)
barnes & rogers and the goddamn truth
steve x bucky (teacher au)
There are three well-known facts at Shield High:
1. The history teacher Mr. Barnes is a stone-cold terror, and it’s not even because he only has one arm. 2. The other history teacher, Mr. Rogers, is a mysterious enigma, and it’s something to do with the body of a Greek God and contradicting stories of his past. (They’re all rumours, anyway.) 3. Mr Barnes and Mr Rogers hate each other.
Bucky wouldn’t have it any other way.
in the shadows | DragonWannabe (AO3) (18+)
steve x bucky
Five times they thought they were almost caught, one time someone found out, and one time they didn't have to hide.
OR:
Bucky and Steve grew up in a time when people like them went to jail.
single and looking | Jaiden_S (AO3) (18+)
steve x bucky
"Bucky held his place with his index finger and turned the magazine over to check the date on the cover. It was brand new, just out this month. An unexpected cord of anxiety tightened in Bucky’s chest. Single and looking? Frantically, he flipped back to the article. What exactly was Steve looking for? According to the article, Steve’s dream girl should be intelligent, altruistic, well-versed in current events and have a wicked sense of humor. Oh, and he had a thing for high heels and red lipstick. Bucky’s stomach churned as he re-read the article. Was that really what Steve wanted? Make-up and stilettos?"
A slightly sappy tale of two utterly besotted super-soldiers who excel at miscommunication.
these american dreams (ain’t no white picket fences left for me) | kariye (AO3) (18+)
steve x bucky
In which Bucky has a house, a dog, an herb garden, and a serious case of insomnia. Welcome to Havensport, Indiana (population 8,294), where Tom’s Neighborhood Grocer stays open all night, little old ladies call the car shop to get their refrigerators repaired, and the heat of summer days and the length of summer nights can make you think that this perfect world will last forever.
i’ve been careless with a delicate man | paraxdisepink (AO3) (18+)
steve x bucky
Steve lets SHIELD think he and Bucky were boyfriends so they’ll let him see the Winter Soldier in medical.
knock on wood | 74days (AO3) 
steve x bucky (modern au)
Steve Rogers lives a quiet, steady life, until his next door neighbour moves in and starts having incredibly energetic sex every night. All Steve wants is for him to move his bed away from the wall so the damn headboard doesn't knock a hole through his wall.
progressively bigger keys | spinawren (AO3)
steve x bucky
“A very little key will open a very heavy door.” ― Charles Dickens, Hunted Down
Steve and Bucky, it appears, have less need for a key and more use for a battering ram in trying to come out of the closet.
(The one where Steve tries to do one thing (one thing!) without causing a national ruckus, but the press are determined to see Bucky as Steve's best friend. And nothing more.)
stucky discover gay rights | Alicia_Borealis (AO3)
steve x bucky
“Then, why-” Steve stopped himself and looked at Bucky, who had tears rolling freely down his cheeks. “We’re- we’re not sick?”
“Wait, what?” Tony asked.
“Being a homosexual, it isn’t
 wrong?”
-
The story of how Steve Roger's loved and lost Bucky, then how he got him back and then how he realised he was allowed to love him after all.
thursday nights with bucky barnes | Ellessey (AO3)
steve x bucky (modern au)
Steve has a comfortable, well-worn routine for his Thursday nights, until the old man who runs the laundromat breaks his hip.
Then Steve has Bucky instead.
to seek a nood-er world | jehans (AO3) (18+)
steve x bucky
Send noodz
Steve has been staring at his phone for the last six minutes, eyes narrowed so much they’re almost closed at this point, trying to figure out what the hell Bucky means. Noodz? What the fuck are noodz?
Listen, Steve is at least marginally aware of modern pop culture. He’s heard of nudes — not that nudes are exactly a modern invention; artists have been creating them for millennia — and he does know that people tend to misspell words to be cute or funny. They did that when he was young, too. Because time is a flat circle, apparently.
But, wait—does that mean
?
No. Not possible. Bucky isn’t asking Steve to send him
nudes.
Right?
tied ‘round your throat | sleepypercy (AO3) (18+)
police officer steve x serial killer bucky
Steve's a small-town police officer trying to track a serial killer who's been in Steve's bed the whole time.
much tattoo about nothing | Deisderium (AO3) (18+)
cap steve x modern bucky
Steve Rogers gets a lot of email requests, but never one like this: James Barnes wants to use his healing factor to practice tattoos.
Turns out tattoos give Steve boners.
the perfect man | Ellessey (AO3) (18+)
steve x bucky (modern au)
Setting up a dating profile is decidedly not in Bucky's skill-set, but against all odds he manages to connect with someone who makes the one-night stand he thought he wanted feel like not nearly enough.
kiss me and take off your clothes | steveandbucky (AO3) (18+)
steve x bucky (modern au)
Steve Rogers is dared to send a dick pic to a blog which critiques dick pics (run by none other than Bucky Barnes). Hilarity ensues.
i can’t dare to dream about you anymore | steveandbucky (AO3) 
steve x bucky (modern au)
Steve considers himself to be a pretty open-minded guy, which is why he can't quite understand why he feels so uncomfortable whenever he sees his gay roommate kissing guys. He's not homophobic, but how else can he explain the way his stomach twists at the sight?
It takes him a while to catch on.
exam room b | steveandbucky (AO3)
modern steve x nurse bucky
“Wait, what do you mean he asked for me?”
“He asked if the cute male nurse with the ponytail was working today. I assume he meant you.”
kickstart my heart | Kalee60 (AO3) (18+)
doctor steve x modern bucky
Bucky’s Wednesday wasn’t off to a great start. Not only did he wake up in a hospital with his annoyed best friend staring down at him, his treating Doctor just happened to be way too familiar, and the reason for that was slightly mortifying.
With misunderstandings in the air, a snarky nurse who is a pain in his butt and the ugliest neck brace known to man attached to his body. There was no way his Wednesday was ever going to improve. Could it?
you make me feel.. | kalika_999 (AO3) (18+)
cap steve x modern bucky
All Steve wanted was to take a breather, decompress after a mission and go out for a jog in the rain. He wasn't expecting to hide out in a bookstore filled with new and used books or that the employee that worked there thought he was an absolute loser and didn't even realize he was insulting Captain America.
nothing in the world that could stop it | rainbow_nerds (AO3) (18+)
steve x bucky (modern au)
Bucky just wanted to send his best friend a picture of his cat being an idiot while he was taking a bath. Was it really his fault for forgetting the full length mirror right opposite the tub?
rescue me and hold me in your arms | 74days (AO3)
steve x bucky (modern au)
Bucky is on the worst date of his life, and what he really needs of for this waitress to get the message he's sending her with his mind to rescue him. She doesn't, but she does send someone to extract him from a night of torture...
odd ways | peterbparker (AO3)
steve x bucky (modern au)
“And it would have been an amazing night with my son if he wasn’t distracted by the hot guy on the other side of the room,” Sarah sighed, shaking her head. “He’s been looking over at you for the past fifteen minutes.”
Bucky choked on the mouthful of beer he had just taken.
“What?” he croaked. Things were starting to make a little more sense now.
“Right?” Sarah said, waving her hand towards her son. “He completely ignored my garden stories because he’s been making eyes at you so I decided to come over and introduce myself.”
series
rare is this love (keep it covered) | @musette22 (18+)
cap steve x modern bucky
It’s 2014. Captain America has been out of the ice for three years and is trudging along, saving the world and trying to get used to living in the future. Steve thinks he knows how the rest of his life is going to pan out – a life of duty, which he chose when he signed up to be Erskine’s science experiment. But then, he meets Bucky Barnes: the out-of-this-world-gorgeous mechanic and war vet, who turns Steve’s life upside down and makes him question everything he thought he knew. Slowly, Steve comes to realize there is more to life than duty and punching Nazis. Just one problem though: how on earth does a 96-year-old virgin who only just realized he may not be entirely straight make the transition from crush to relationship? Cue healthy amounts of self-doubt, awkward flirting, pretty blushing, existential crises, emotional growth, and maybe, possibly, a sexual awakening.
coming up easy | @musette22 (18+)
steve x bucky (modern au)
“Listen, I was just thinking,” Steve says, his face open, eyebrows raised in a tentatively hopeful expression. “Why don’t you come stay at my place for a while? I’ve got an office that I barely use, and a change of scenery might do you good, right? Help you beat that writer’s block?” With a crooked smile, he adds, “I promise I’m not a serial killer.”
While Bucky would normally crack a joke about how that’s exactly what a serial killer would say, right now, all he can do is blink at Steve in surprise, heart tripping over itself in his chest. Steve wants him to come and stay at his place. In Massachusetts. Just the two of them.
"Oh," Bucky croaks. "I- Wow."
“I mean, no pressure,” Steve says hastily. “Totally fine if you don’t wanna. I just thought I’d offer, in case it might help, y’know?”
“Yeah.” Bucky ignores the little voice in his head that sounds an awful lot Nat and Becca, telling him he’s setting himself up for heartbreak. “I mean, if you’re sure, that would be amazing.”
4 minute window | @cesperanza
steve x bucky
"Look, if they catch me," Bucky muttered, "they're either going to kill me or they're going to put me in a box with a little window and—Steve, I can't."
swapped | writeonclara (AO3)
steve x bucky (modern au)
if u wanted my number u couldve just asked
u didnt have to steal my whole phone ;)
Steve stared down at his phone, confused. He didn't recognize the number – except, oh wait, he really did. That was his number. On his phone.
He flipped the phone over, then slid one hand down his face. Not his phone.
“Fuck,” he muttered.
[stupid fucking] brooklyn hipster bros | relenaflanel (AO3)
steve x bucky (modern au)
Bucky's mother gives him an ultimatum. Bucky doesn't respond well.
All Barneses are stubborn assholes, Steve observes, as though he doesn't see the irony of calling someone else stubborn. Or an asshole.
And Bucky can't even deny he is a total asshole for lying to his mother about dating Steve just so he doesn't have to bring someone else to her wedding, but damn if he's not going to give the lie everything he has.
brought to brightness | eyres (AO3)
cap steve x modern bucky
Army veteran Bucky Barnes has fallen in love with Steve, a guy he met online a few months after he returned from Afghanistan. Only problem is, he doesn't know Steve's last name or even what he looks like.
When his sister helps him send his story into MTV's Catfish, he's hoping they can help him meet Steve or, at least, let him move on with his life if Steve isn't real. Little does he know, Steve and Captain America have more in common than just a first name.
slide to answer | relenaflanel (AO3)
steve x bucky (modern au)
"What do I do?” Steve appealed into the phone. “I’m freaking out.”
There was silence on the other end of the line. It lasted so long that Steve pulled the receiver away from his ear and frowned at it. Pay phones were old. Maybe this one wasn’t working despite the obvious dial tone when he picked up.
“Ok,” a stranger’s voice said over the phone. “First acknowledge the fact that you dialed the wrong number, but be quick about it because my cab is a few blocks away from my own plans and I’m about to drop some truth bombs on you.”
how to woo the winter soldier | writeonclara (AO3)
steve x bucky
“I think I’m ready to date again,” Steve said.
“What,” Natasha said.
“What?” Clint said, lowering his binoculars. He blinked at the dumbstruck look on the Captain’s face, then followed his gaze to where he was staring dopily at—at the Winter fucking Soldier.
“Steve, no,” Clint groaned.
Or: Steve courts the Winter Soldier.
all these things that i’ve done | @not-withoutyou 
steve x bucky
Steve was the patron saint of waiting too long. Bucky was atoning for his sins. Maybe they’d both been forsaken, abandoned by the light. Maybe they’d find a way back to each other again.
Post civil war, if things had gone differently.
find a way (to make it back home) | belwrites (AO3) (18+)
steve x bucky (college au)
Fresh off a year abroad, Head Resident Assistant Steve Rogers finds his senior year of college to be full of changes, and he's not just talking about the growth spurt. He's more concerned with the fact that his best friend...isn't talking to him? Is dating his ex? May or may not be missing an arm?
In which Steve has no fucking clue what's going on, but he's trying, Bucky learns how to communicate with his best friend again, and everyone quietly panics about the future.
is it pretending if i already want you? | OhCaptainMyCaptain (AO3) (18+)
steve x bucky (modern au)
Based on prompt: Pretend Boyfriends AU where one of their families is always wondering why they're never in a relationship, so the other offers to pretend to be their boyfriend for some family event
the roommate | layersofart, Niitza (AO3)
cap steve x modern bucky
In which Steven G. Rogers, a.k.a. Captain America, gets a roommate. Who rapidly turns into his "roommate"—in the euphemistic sense of the word.
It takes SHIELD and the rest of the Avengers an absurd amount of time to notice.
dear mr. postman | odetteandodile (AO3)
steve x bucky (modern au)
Steve and Bucky revive an old friendship, get married (but totally just as friends, for reasons), and navigate a few of the many trials of the heart that come with falling in love with your best friend.
fate will play us out | steveandbucky (AO3) (18+)
cap steve x modern bucky
Bucky has landed himself a job with Stark Industries. He doesn't know yet that the job is actually being the PR manager for the Avengers.
Bucky has also started dating Steve Rogers. He also doesn't know yet that Steve is Captain America.
Bucky's life is about to get a whole lot more exciting.
the avengers hate club | notebooksandlaptops (AO3)
pop star steve x modern bucky
Bucky falls hopelessly for Steve and starts an Avengers hate club with the lead singer of the Avengers.
songbird | chicklette (AO3) (18+)
modern steve x musician bucky
At 43, James Barnes is a washed up old man. He’s got a dozen Grammys in the hall closet, an agent that can’t get him a deal, a decade-old case of writer’s block, a moody teen-aged daughter, and the gorgeous actress Natasha Romanova for an ex-wife. Well, one of them anyway. He’s a man who’s given up on finding joy in his life, and if it wasn’t for his kid, he’d have probably found a way to quit the world a long time ago.
Enter Steven Grant Rogers, struggling twenty-something, orphan, and someone who has no idea who Barnes is, other than some musician his mom liked a lot. The two men meet by accident, doing nothing more than passing the time in a quiet bar. But when a pap gets a shot of the two men embracing, Bucky takes it as a chance to finally come out as bisexual, and his agent makes him a proposition: Ten new songs and one very sweet boyfriend will get him a new record deal that will maybe, just maybe put him back on top.
Now all he has to do is write the songs, convince the kid, and not fall in love. Should be easy, right?
the right partner | LeeHan (AO3) (18+)
cap steve x ws bucky
Steve meets a beautiful man with a bright laugh on a sunny day in Italy. Captain America meets the elusive Winter Soldier moments later.
Date Bucky Barnes. Defeat the Winter Soldier. Bring down Hydra. How hard could it be?
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evolutionsvoid · 4 years ago
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Mantle of Agony, Keeper of the Woeful River, Acheron is one of five aquatic beasts that dwell in the rivers of the Underworld. Acheron resides in the river of pain, which shares her name. She spends most of her time stalking the haunted waters, eager for prey that may draw close. When swimming, she cuts through the water with her armored mantle while propelling herself with bursts of water. She retracts most of her spines when swimming, to help cut down on drag, which also creates a curious illusion. Those who peer into the waters while she lurks in the depths will swear they see a human-like figure. Some believe this striking silhouette is meant to lure victims in, while others say it is a hint of some type of nymph form she possesses. Regardless of its purpose, it does unfortunately slow curious souls down long enough for Acheron to realize there is fresh prey close at hand. When she detects a presence close to her shores, she will rush to the surface and breach onto dry land. Her powerful tentacles will act as legs and lift her body high into the air. Acheron shows no discomfort when on dry land, though she obviously enjoys being in water more. In the end though, she will take any place as long as there are plenty of souls for her to torture. As the beast of the River of Pain and with her bladed anatomy, it should be obvious what Acheron does best. She doesn't even require special powers to do damage, as every part of her is covered in razor-sharp spines and flesh-rending blades. Snaring prey with her tendrils, she will bind them in thorny tentacles or impale them on her many retractable spikes. Of her weaponry, the strongest are her two armored tentacles. Covered in spikes and ending in wicked blades, she can use them as spiny clubs or barbed lances. On their undersides are shredding limbs and hungering maws, which can capture human-sized prey and slowly peel them apart layer by layer. What makes this torture even worse is the powerful neurotoxin that is within every spine. Those jabbed by a single spike will be injected with a cruel venom that hijacks the nervous system and overrides the pain receptors. Those affected will be wracked with agony as it tears at their nerves and sabotages any immunity or resistance that could dampen the torment. Even souls hardened by war and battle will find her brand of torture worse than anything they have ever experienced. Shredding and flaying creatures that get close to her is rather cruel, but it is not the worst she can do. Those doomed to the Underworld for causing death and agony will become special targets for her. If she finds those who tortured innocent souls during their mortal years, she will hunt them down and feed them to her endless maw. Sitting in the middle of her mantle is an orifice filled with countless shredding jaws and slicing teeth. It is said that it is a mouth with no end, and those who are fed to it will be sent down a bottomless chasm of blades and fangs. Forever falling as they are ripped apart, only to regrow their violated flesh and be torn to pieces again and again. It is unknown if there is a way out from this agonizing realm, perhaps only if Acheron is willing. If there is an escape, then many have yet to find it, judging by the echoing screams that endlessly pour from that slavering maw. The pain and torment Acheron causes is not just out of duty, but out of fun as well. She appears to greatly enjoy torturing souls, regardless if they deserve it or not. She does not require a reason to dole out this agony, she just needs to catch them. This is why many stay far away from her river, as being near its shores is enough to catch her attention and make them targets. In water, she will lash out with tentacles to over turn boats and yank people off the shores, dragging them down to her homemade hell. If they retreat to dry land, she will pursue and shred them with glee. The sheer joy and amusement she gets from this act has made folk think that she is less of a pain-loving torturer and more of an eager child that loves to play rough with their toys. Gathered from conversation and observation, it appears that she doesn't really think that much about what she is doing to her victims, she just loves the squirming and funny noises they make. This is all for fun, besides, no matter how many she breaks, there always seems to be more. This may be true in the Underworld, where the condemned will survive any torture and regenerate to receive more punishment, but the mortal realm doesn't work that way. When she winds up in the world of man, it is pure carnage. There are a ton of new toys for her to play with, not to mention those wonderful play sets they all come with! Tall fancy things that can be knocked over and smashed! Hard little shells to crack open and scoop out the screaming insides! And watch out for the falling bricks! The only way to escape this horrible fate is to either outrun her or find protection through the ferryman. Of all the beings in the Underworld, it appears the ferryman is the only one she listens to when he says "no." He may step in on his own to protect the truly innocent or visiting deities, or he may be convinced or bribed to tell Acheron that they are not playthings. When denied her fun, Acheron will be disappointed and leave in a huff, but she will always listen to the ferryman's words. This just means she will have to find new toys and take her frustration out on them, which is not so great for those on the receiving end.       With Acheron obsessed with causing pain and misery, many assume she would get along with Cocytus. Surely this beast of torment would find enjoyment from an entity consumed by it? It seems, however, that Acheron does not gain any pleasure or glee from Cocytus' miserable state. In truth, her wailing and song seems to disturb Acheron and put her on edge. As she puts it, "that isn't the fun kind of pain." Often she kind of just sits there awkwardly and silently as Cocytus mourns, unsure of what to do. Occasionally she has been seen trying to cheer her fellow beast up, but her idea of "funny" and "uplifting" involves a whole lot of screaming victims and brutal mangling. As the embodiment of misery, watching such bloody shows just makes her mood worse, and Acheron is left confused and hopeless.   ------------------------------------------------------------ Number 3 for the Beasts of the Infernal River. At first this started as a sea urchin-iron maiden thing, but then it turned into a squid somehow. Not sure how that happened, but I like it!
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unmaskedagain · 5 years ago
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            This post is based off a prompt by #galahadwilder. I give all credit to them for the idea.
This did not turn out the way I wanted it to. AT ALL. I completely missing the mark; or in this case prompt. I couldn’t figure out how to make it work like I had envisioned when I first read the prompt. And now I’m just like ugh. L
  When Ladybug saw Alya frantically waving her down from where she was on top of her apartment roof. It was, nearly after midnight. She just finished off an Akuma. However, emotions had been running high among the students in her class so Ladybug didn’t hesitate to see what was wrong. Alya made not have been her best friend, or any type of friend, anymore but Ladybug was still a hero.
           A hero who was not happy to see Lila Rossi standing next to her.
           The Italian girl looked pleasant at first glance but anger was clear in her eyes. Alya had her phone out. It took all of two seconds for Marinette to figure out what was going on. Alya wanted an interview with Ladybug and her supposed best friend. Lila was sure Ladybug would reveal the truth like she did last time.
           Marinette fought to keep the grin off her face. She had idea. A rather wicked idea. She had taken to spending a lot of time with Jagged and Penny and Audrey Bourgeois, watching how they manipulated the news to better suit their individual brands. She now know that even if she told Alya what a liar Lila was, Lila could and would easily spin it to say that “Ladybug said that to protect me”. And Alya would just believe it.
           Not this time, Marinette vowed.
“Ladybug!” Alya beamed and immediately jumped into the interview, “I’ve been trying to catch you for months.”
“I know,” Ladybug said coolly.
           Marinette had decided that if Alya couldn’t check her facts, then Ladybug couldn’t work with her. She had been reporting too much false information and more or less become a site dedicated to shipping Ladybug with Chat Noir and promoting Lila’s B.S.
           Alya didn’t seem to notice the frost in the air. “We’re live streaming for the Ladyblog,” She said. “Ladybug and Lila Rossi; best friends forever.” She said waving her phone between the two. “Ladybug, Lila what’s it look being friends. Lila said she helped you rescue a bunch of people when you still lived in Italy. Before you became Ladybug!”
           Lila looked sick, “Now, it was so long ago. She probably doesn’t remember.”
“I’m sorry, Alya, but this interview is over,” Ladybug responded and before reporter could protest, she added. “I refuse to give an interview with my stalker.”
           It was like the wind was punched out of Alya, “Sta- Stalker?”
           Lila just stared with her mouth opened.
           Ladybug nodded gravely, while inwardly Marinette cheered, “Stalker. What else would you call someone who constantly follows you around? Interfere with my rescues. Fantasize scenarios where we’re close personal friends and tells people about it. Try to convince everyone that those tales are real. Maybe it’s a coincidence that she transferred into only class in the entire school, out of all the public schools in France that has had the most akumas thus students I see regularly.  Despite her mother being an important diplomat? Who knows?” Ladybug pitched her nose. “For god’s sake, Alya, she even got close to you, the only journalist I deal with on a continuity. You keeping spinning out her stories; feeding her delusions. Why do think I started avoiding you? I saw you were friends with her. I can’t be around her. I won’t.”
           It went silent. Alya’s mouth had dropped opened. She looked shocked and slightly ill. Lila looked like she was considering murder. Marinette was five seconds away from doing her happy dance.
“Alya,” Ladybug said seriously. “Be honest, Lila’s said so many stories about so many celebrities but there’s no real evidence backing it up. Her grand adventures with Jagged Stone, Prince Ali, Clara Nightingale; it’s all in her head. At least point, I’m started to think they may have been her past obsessions. She claimed I healed her so many of different diseases, I thought someone was going to try to give me saint hood. Do you really think Jagged Stone would write a song about an underage girl without her parents knowing? Or that Clara Nightingale stole her dance moves. Do you know how bad that looks? Not to mention that model kid Adrien Agreste. From what I heard, what she’s doing to him is borderline sexual harassment. I think they’re victims,” She stressed the word. “Like me. If I wasn’t concerned about my secret identity, I’d have gone to the police by now.”
“Police!” Lila squeaked.
           Ladybug shook her head, “I know people. Maybe I can just do a cease and desist order on the Ladyblog. But this has to stop,” She told Alya. “It’s the middle of the night, which is dangerous enough as it is. But there was an akuma as well. You called me, again in the middle of the night, to meet with my stalker. Do you know how scary that is? How that makes me feel?” She asked.
“I’m sorry!” Alya said with tears in hers, her phone still streaming. “I didn’t know.”
           Ladybug threw up her hands, “You didn’t even bother to ask! At any time in the last year, you could’ve checked with me that you were reporting the truth.”
           Alya sobbed. Lila just glared. She was too busy thinking of ways she could spend this.
           Ladybug looked around, with suspicious, “Do your parents even know where you are?”
“Well, I, I mean,” The glasses wearing girl stuttered.
           Marinette raised her hands in surrender, “No. I’m done. You’ve gone too far. You put yourself in danger. And you put me in danger. All for an interview. No more. You obviously don’t take this seriously; being a journalist, your blog, your life, anything. I’m done. I won’t work with you again. I can’t risk it.”
           And with that Ladybug, yo’yo’d away. When she transformed back to normal and safely got to her house, Marinette fell to the floor laughing. Tikki joined her. Revenge was sweet.
           The bluenette plopped down her bed. She couldn’t wait for tomorrow. For months and months she had been accused of bullying Lila, of being jealous, by tomorrow all of France would know what happened on the rooftop.
           Lila wasn’t outed as liar like she thought she would be. No, Marinette, Rossi got a much worse fate.
           When Marinette woke up the next morning, it was like the world had caught on fire. Nadja was having field day. Celebrities Lila had said she knew vocally denounced every knowing the girl. The world cried, “Poor Ladybug.”
           Marinette blinked at the sheer quiet of her class. She had expected chaos. Maybe they didn’t know. Maybe Lila was able to spin it around for the class.
           No that wasn’t right. Nino was comforting Alya, who had red eyes and messy hair.
“What’s going on,” She asked Adrien, one of the few people who were still friendly with her in class. She may not have had a crush on him anymore but she still thought he was a decent friend.
“You don’t know?” Alix asked, with shock on her face. “How could you not know? All of Paris is talking about Ladybug’s stalker.”
           Marinette scratched the back on her head, a look of faux-confusion on her face, “I got up late again, I didn’t have time to look anything up,” Looks of understanding came from the students. “Wait! Stalker?!” She took a dramatic pause. “
You know?”
           Alya stood up angrily, “You knew!”
           Marinette took a hasty step back, “Of course I knew. Don’t you remember I got you your first interview with Ladybug? I know her.” Alya looked somewhat placated but still angry. She told me all about it. She was really freaked out. But I promised I wouldn’t say anything,” She defended. “I don’t break my promise. Yet I tried to warn you as best I could. I tried to warn everyone.” Marinette shrugged. “And look what happened. Most of us aren’t even friends anymore.”
           Her words were a slap to the face. Most of her former friends had the grace to look ashamed.
           Marinette just shrugged again and went her seat.
“I’m ruined,” Alya cried into Nino’s shoulder. “My fans hate me. Half of them think I was lying to them. The other half hate me because I hurt Ladybug. How was I supposed to know Lila was a nutjob?”
“You could’ve fact checked,” Marinette told her. “Listen to me even one of the hundred times I told you she was lying. Asked Ladybug. Asked Chat Noir. Read the twenty percent of the Ladyblog’s comments that she said was lying. You could’ve done a lot to find out the truth.” She stared hard at her former friend. “You chose not to.”
           Alya cried harder.
“Harsh, dudette,” Nino glared at her.
           Coldness went down Marinette’s back. She stood up, “Harsh!” Marinette yelled, everyone flinched back. “Yeah maybe it’s a bit harsh. But you know what was worse? Losing all my friends. Being called a liar. A jealous psycho. Being bullied by people who I’ve known forever. Getting mean, nasty texts that could have the sender charged with harassment.”
           The bluenette glared around the room; at the paling, stunned faces of the other students.
“Harsh,” She hissed at Nino. “Well I’m sorry if the truth is a little harsh. But I think after falling for so many lies, maybe Alya deserves the truth for once. You all do.”
           Alya pulled away from Nino, and nodded. “She’s right,” she sniffed. “I’m sorry, Marinette. I’m so sorry.”
           Marinette looked at Alya, her former bestie. Nino the boy she thought always had her back until he stabbed her in it. Kim, her friend since they were in diapers, who had no problem accusing Marinette of awful things. Alix and Mylene, who led the charge against her. Nathanial who had sat and done nothing when they spilled and destroy her designs.
“Sorry’s not always enough,” Marinette admitted, hurt filling her. “There’s another truth for you.”
“My dad’s furious,” Adrien said, gaining everyone attention. “Everyone knows he insisted Lila do the photoshoots with me. An insider even revealed that I made it clear I was bother by Lila. They think he doesn’t take sexual harassment at work seriously. Brand’s taking a hit.”
“Ladybug must be so scared,” Sabrina put in. “My dad told me about some crazy stalker cases he’s seen. They got really obsessive. One guy even kidnapped a kid because he though it looked like his and this woman’s future child. Said the child was theirs. Dad wants me to stay away from Lila. He doesn’t want me getting her attention. Who knows what she’d do?”
           Sabrina words sent shivers through the students. A few who watched true crime stories looked particularly green.
“We should’ve caught on,” Alix frowned. “None of her stories even made sense. Saved a cat from being hit by a plane? Really? Are we morons?”
“Something must be seriously wrong with her,” Rose offered. “Maybe she just needs help.”
“She needs a nice white jacket,” Kim growled. “And a padded cell.”
“Where is Lila?” Marinette asked.
           Surprising it was Juleka who answered, “Hiding in her house. Reporters everywhere want a one on one with Ladybug’s Stalker. Her face is all over the news. She’s trending on Twitter. So’s the Ladyblog.”
           Alya groaned. Her blog, her life’s work was finally getting the attention she always wanted but in the worst possible way.
           Nino hugged his girlfriend, “At least no one will ever be fool again,” He offered.
“Undoubtable,” Max agreed. “I foresee that Lila is well on way to be the most famous stalker in recent history. They’ll use her as a textbook example one day, if this carries on. People will base their doctorates on her mental health.”
           Marinette smirked.
           Lila was going to get the all attention she’d ever want.
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takerfoxx · 3 years ago
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Here, have some more of the WN girls watch The Rebellion Story, this time stretching from Moemura turning back into classic Homura while monologuing to herself to when she shoots herself in the head!
Yes, this is the one with the gunfight.
Reminder:
G=Gretchen
H=Homulilly
Op=Ophelia
Ok=Oktavia
Ca=Candeloro/Mami
Ch=Charlotte
...
Op: Dramatic transformation!
H: All I did was take off my glasses and ribbons.
Op: And you did so dramatically! Complete with a slo-mo hair flick while framed by the full moon!
Ch: Which is apparently about to crash into the city, given how close it is.
Ok: “This is a witch’s labyrinth.” Gee, yah think?!


Ok: Okay, where exactly are you headed?
H: Deep into the bowels of the earth, apparently.
Op: Quick! To the Homu-Cave!
G: So, uh, can you see all those windows with the witches, or
?
H: Probably not. It probably still looks normal to me.
Op: Now that just sucks! If you’re going to monologue dramatically you at least ought to be able to appreciate the accompanying visuals!
Ch: “Previously, on Homura Magica
”
G: We probably should have watched the show first. Maybe then all of this would make sense.
Ch: I sincerely doubt it.


Ch: Why do all of my scenes have me looking like some brand of idiot?
Ok: Have you seen yourself whenever you get within sniffing distance of a piece of mozzarella? If anything, the doll you is way more composed!
Ch: Oh, so I stick teacups on top of my head, is that what you’re saying?
Op: No, usually you smash them and anything else that’s between you and that sweet, sweet cheesy goodness.


Ok: Oh, exposition!
Ch: About my idiot counterpart. I really hope I am the villain and this is all some kind of clever ruse, because otherwise, my God.
G: This is really cute, though. And at least you two are close in this universe too!
Ch: I’m basically a pet.
Ca: Well, if I must have a pet, I’m glad that it’s you.
Ch: Woof-woof.
=from outside, Cheese starts screeching=
Che: Bitch-ass cayennnnnne!
Ca: Whoops. He heard.


Ch: 
Candy? Are you okay?
Ca: I’m
fine. Just memories.
G: You mean it was really like that?
Ca: Well, Charlotte obviously wasn’t a doll, we weren’t trapped in a bizarre facsimile of the city, and there were no Nightmares, but yes. It was a lonely time.
Op: Because of me, wasn’t it?
Ca: Ophelia, you had literally just lost your family, and I
wasn’t as sympathetic as I ought to have been. So no. It wasn’t because of you. Besides, we did make up later. Had a long conversation and everything. There were even tears.
Op: Well, that’s good to hear.
Ca: Actually, it was pretty close to how it is in the movie, once everyone had shown up. The five of us spending all our time together. Fighting together, training together, celebrating together, and just being girls together. For me, it was probably the happiest I had ever been.
Ok: Right up until my love life went sour.
Ca: Oh, there was so much more to it than just that. Besides, it was all just a temporary thing, a staving off the inevitable. What we have now might be much less exciting but is so much better.
Op: I dunno. Fighting demonic teddy-bears every night sounds like my idea of a good time.
Ca: We didn’t have teddy-bears, remember?
Op: Well, we should have.


Ok: Um
Homulilly?
H: Well, this has gotten interesting.
Op: You know, there are a lot of jokes I could be making about you freezing time right next to your crush, but I won’t.
H: Thank you.
G: I don’t get it...Actually, I do. Never mind.
Ok: Shoot the rat! He’s right there!
Ch: Oh, no. She’s going after me. Huh.
H: Huh indeed.
=Charlotte and Homulilly shoot each other an odd look=
Op: So
are we gonna get Homulilly vs. Charlotte?
H: More of Homura vs. Bebe, it seems.
Ch: So
I am the villain.
Op: If you’re lucky, you’ll get an overly dramatic and campy solo number, complete with a pipe organ!


G: This is getting a little hard to watch.
Ch: It’s not me.
G: It kind ofis.
H: Charlotte, I would like to take this moment to say that you are a dear friend of mine, and the actions of my counterpart do not reflect my feelings.
Ch: Thanks. Same.
=pause=
Ch: Though could your other self please stop choking me? It is getting kind of weird.


Op: Okay, that cinches it! Homura can definitely see the weird!
Ok: How do you figure?
Op: The fact that she’s leaping from dessert tray on a stick to dessert tray on a stick! Why would she be doing that unless she could see them?
Ok: I don’t know. Maybe they just look like telephone poles to her.
H: No, the illusion has clearly dropped, at least for me.
Ch: I’m about to get executed and that’s what you choose to focus on?
Op: For all you know you’re about to snap and bite Homura’s head off.
Ch: I
seriously doubt that. I mean, she is kind of the main character.
Ok: Though hey, wouldn’t that be such a wicked twist? To build up someone as a super-important character only to kill them off like a quarter of the way through?
=Candeloro frowns, a puzzled look on her face=


Op: Erm

H: Well, this is certainly condescending.
Ca: It’s not inaccurate, though. I did struggle with many doubts and insecurities, and often found it difficult to put on a brave face.
Ch: That’s just called being human, babe.
Op: Most humans never went through what we went through.
Ca: That’s also true. Like I said, Homura isn’t wrong. I often felt like I was on the edge of cracking. There was more than one time when one of you would get hurt during a fight, and I would make a big show of being calm and unbothered. I’d encourage you and maybe lightly scold you for letting your guard down, and when you were all healed up I’d reassure everyone that I knew everything would be fine and try my best to carry on as normal. And then, when everyone was gone, I’d spend the rest of the night crying. You were right to assume I would react badly if you accused my close companion of being some kind of nefarious villain.
=long, uncomfortable pause=
H: Maybe so, but I think that my other self here wasn’t in the habit of giving people the benefit of the doubt. I think that her frequent failures might cause her to assume the worst of everyone, and act accordingly. I don’t think that she is giving you a fair shake.
Ca: That’s sweet of you to say so, Homulilly. But realistically speaking, she had reason not to trust me with this information.


Ch: Yeesh.
H: It’s okay. You can say it.
Ch: Say what?
H: That this alternate version of myself is kind of
shall we say

Ok: Incredibly terrifying?
H: Just a little psychotic, yes.
G: Well, I mean, considering what she went through. You were lucky to stop after four loops. How many times did she have to relive my death over and over?
Ch: Still doesn’t make watching me get shoved up against a wall and the life choked out of me any more fun to watch.


Ch: Hold up!
Op: Well, hey! Wife to the rescue!
Ca: But
how
?
G: Oh. That is
a long ribbon.
Op: Did you have that attached to her foot the whole time?
Ca: I mean, I guess

Ok: How did she even know you were up to something?
Ca: Intuition, I suppose. Maybe the lack of glasses and the new hairstyle tipped me off?
Ok: Why would that-
Ca: I don’t know, I’m just throwing guesses out.
H: Well, consider me impressed. Clearly, this other me underestimated you.
Ca: Thank you.
Ch: OKAY! If having my stupid doll face on every billboard in town doesn’t tip you off, then nothing will!
G: Homura’s probably the only one that can see it like that. Mami probably just sees a shoe advertisement or something.
Ch: You know what? That’s actually kind of a relief.


Ok: Oh, shit!
Ch: Could you stop trying to kill me? Please?
H: Believe me, if I could stop me, I would.
Op, suddenly sitting up straighter: Hold on, is this going where I think it’s going?
Ok: I think it is! I think it is!
Ca: Oh, here we go.
G: What?
Ok: Homura and Mami are going to fight!
G: Oh. Oh!
H: Candeloro, just like I said with Charlotte, the actions and beliefs of this alternate self of mine-
Ca: Homulilly, relax. It’s fine. These other versions of ourselves took different paths than we did. I don’t hold any of this against you.
H: Likewise.
Ca: Good.
=pause=
Op: Fifty talents on Mami.
Ch: Oh, good Lord.
Ok: You’re on! Time stop, Fee! That’s so overpowered!
Op: Which our girl neutralized without Little Miss Sleuth even knowing.
H: Is this really-
Op: Plus Mami’s the veteran fighter, remember? The tanky heavy?
Ok: Uh, Homura’s got multiple timeloops of experience, okay. That trumps Mami’s couple of years.
Ca: It was more like three

G: I’m in! I’m betting on Lilly!
H: On Homura. I’m not fighting anyone.
Ok: Same diff! You better win, though. We’ve got money riding on this.
Ch: Well, I’m joining Fee and betting on Mami. I think you’ll find her more of a handful than you’re bargaining for.
Ca: Out of all the childish-
Ch: Buck up! You’ve got fifty talents to win me!
=Homulilly extends her hand across the couch=
H: Hey. May the best fighter win.
=pause, then Candeloro sighs and shakes her hand=
Ca: Oh, why not. You’re on!


Ch: Well, that ribbon ain’t going nowhere. Time stop, still neutralized.
Op: Ha! What I say?
Ca: My Bebe’s life is in danger. My will is resolute.
Ch: You are not turning Bebe into a pet name.
Ok: Come on, come on. Get with the fighting already!
=long pause as Mami and Homura have their staredown, and then they leap
=
Op: Oh, yeah! Here we go!


Op: Holy shit!
Ok: Go! Go!
G: Wow. That is a lot of guns.


Ch: Come on, babe. You can do this.
Ok: THIS! IS! SO! FREAKING! COOL!
G: Look at their faces! They still don’t want to hurt each other.
Ch: Oh, come on, doll-me! Get out of there already!


Op and Ch: Let’s go, Mami!
Ok and G: Ho-Mu-Ra!
Op: Let’s go, Mami!
Ok and G: Ho-Mu-Ra!
H: This is easily the weirdest thing we’ve ever done.
Ok: Oh, what? The thing with the sea-monster wasn’t weirder?
H: That was just
messy! We’re watching me and Candeloro’s alternate future selves in a fight to the death and you four are treating it like a pro-wrestling event!
Ca: Yeah. And I’m going to win.
=pause=
H: Did I say you could stop chanting?
Ok and G: Ho-Mu-Ra!


Op: Downtown is getting fuuuucked uuuup!
Ch: Just wait until she unfreezes time.
G: Jeez, I can’t tell if you’re both terrible shots or just extremely good at dodging!
H: Definitely the second.
Ok: And now we come to the stand-off.
Op: Nowhere to go, barely any room to breathe. Hey, Lilly, is the kinetic force of those bullets maintained?
H: What?
Op: I know they’re stuck in time, but can you just pluck them out of the air, or would you still be damaged by the heat and contained momentum?
H: I
have no idea.
Op: Best not to touch them then.
H: Probably smart.


Op: And time starts up
now.
G: Oh, that looks so unsafe.
Ok: Yeah! I mean, sure, if they hold still they won’t get hit with the bullets right next to them. But the freaking air was full of them! What’s keeping a spray of bullets from raining down from above and turning their heads into swiss cheese? Oh, sorry Char.
Ch: Y’know, unlike my moronic counterpart, I can hear the word “cheese” without freaking out.
Op: And that’s not getting into ricochets. They ought to be perforated right now.
Ca: My bullets were magic. They only ricocheted when I wanted them to. Most times they’d either pierce right through or exploded on impact.
Op: Homura’s aren’t.
Ca: True.


Ok: So much for your surroundings. Where the hell are you guys anyway?
H: Looks like some kind of cathedral. Only a very
eccentric one.
Ok: City’s getting weirder by the minute.
G: It could be symbolic for something. Like, I don’t know, violence in a place of sanctuary or
something?
Ch: Or gothic architecture just makes for an awesome place to stage an action scene and the animators and directors know it.
Ok: Stop killing the magic!
Op: Though, hell, speaking of which, would they actually die if they got shot? I mean, I know it would hurt, but

Ca: Hypothetically? No. So long as the soul gem itself was unharmed, any damage would eventually heal.
G: Like we do?
Ca: Er, sort of, but not in the same way. Their bodies are still flesh and blood. Injuries back then tended to be
messy. And healing used up magic, and if those injuries were too great

Ok: Witch time?
Ca: Bingo.


Ch: “Not getting anywhere.” Now there’s the understatement of the year.
G: So who won? Was it a draw?
Ca: So far, but I don’t think it’s over yet.
H: Indeed. I seem to be
up to something.
Op: Okay, if none of those big honkin’ rifles and machine-guns weren’t working, what good is that little peashooter, gonna
hold on!
=Homura puts the gun to her head. Half-a-second of stunned silence, and then everyone starts yelling at once=
G: Oh, no. Oh, no.
Ch: Oh, my God. They are going there.
Op: Okay. OKAY!
Ok: What the hell is she doing?!
Ca: No, no, no, no, no, no, no

H: What is wrong with you?! Why are you like this?!
=bang=
=collective scream=
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mostlysignssomeportents · 4 years ago
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Zuck calls Apple a monopolist
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The copyright scholar James Boyle has a transformative way to think about political change. He tells a story about how the word "ecology" welded together a bunch of disparate issues into a movement.
Prior to "ecology," there were people who cared about owls, or air pollution, or acid rain, or whales, and while none of these people thought the others were misguided, they also didn't see them as being as part of the same cause.
Whales aren't anything like owls and acid rain isn't anything like ozone depletion. But the rise of the term "ecology," turned issues into a movement. Instead of being 1,000 causes, it was a single movement with 1,000 on-ramps.
Movements can strike at the root, look to the underlying  economic and philosophical problems that underpin all the different causes that brought the movement's adherents together. Movements get shit done.
Which brings me to monopolies. This week, Mark Zuckerberg, one of the world's most egregious, flagrant, wicked monopolists, made a bunch of public denunciations of Apple for...monopolistic conduct.
Or, at least, he tried to. Apple stopped him. Because they actually do have a monopoly (and a monoposony) (in legal-economic parlance, these terms don't refer to a single buyer or seller, they refer to a firm with "market power" - the power to dictate pricing).
Facebook is launching a ticket-sales app and the Ios version was rejected because it included a notice to users that included in their price was a 30% vig that Apple was creaming off of Facebook's take.
https://www.theverge.com/2020/8/28/21405140/apple-rejects-facebook-update-30-percent-cut
Apple blocked the app because this was "irrelevant" information, and their Terms of Service bans "showing irrelevant" information.
This so enraged Zuck that he gave a companywide address - of the sort that routinely leaks - calling Apple a monopolist (they are), accused them of extracting monopoly rents (they do), and of blocking "innovation" and "competition" (also true).
https://www.buzzfeednews.com/article/pranavdixit/zuckerberg-apple-monopoly
Now, there are a bunch of Apple customers who consider themselves members of an oppressed religious minority who'll probably stop here (perhaps after an angry reply), and that's OK. You do you. But I have more to say.
Apple is a monopolist, sure, but more importantly, they are monoposonists - these are firms with "excessive buying power," gatekeepers who control access to purchasers. Monoposony power is MUCH easier to accumulate than monopoly power.
In the econ literature, we see how control over as little as 10% of the market can cement a firm's position, giving it pricing power over suppliers. Monopsony is the source of "chickenization," named for the practices of America's chicken-processing giants.
Chickenized poultry farmers have to buy all their chicks from Big Chicken; the packers tell them what to feed their birds, which vets to use, and spec out their chicken coops. They set the timing on the lights in the coops, and dictate feeding schedules.
The chickens can only be sold to the packer that does all this control-freaky specifying, and the farmer doesn't find out how much they'll get paid until the day they sell their birds.
Big Chicken has data on all the farmers they've entrapped and they tune the payments so that the farmers can just barely scratch out a living, teetering on the edge of bankruptcy and dependent on the packer for next year's debt payments.
Farmers who complain in public are cut off and blackballed - like the farmer who lost his contract and switched to maintaining chicken coops, until the packer he'd angered informed all their farmers that if they hired him, they would also get cancelled.
Monopsony chickenizes whose groups of workers, even whole industries. Amazon has chickenized publishers. Uber has chickenized drivers. Facebook and Google have chickenized advertisers. Apple has chickenized app creators.
Apple is a monopsony. So is Facebook.
Market concentration is like the Age of Colonization: at first, the Great Powers could steer clear of one another's claims. If your rival conquered a land you had your eye on, you could pillage the one next door.
Why squander your energies fighting each other when you could focus on extracting wealth from immiserated people no one else had yet ground underfoot?
But eventually, you run out of new lands to conquer, and your growth imperative turns into direct competition.
We called that "World War One." During WWI, there were plenty of people who rooted for their countries and cast the fighting as a just war of good vs evil. But there was also a sizable anti-war movement.
This movement saw the fight as a proxy war between aristocrats, feuding cousins who were so rich that they didn't fight over who got grandma's china hutch - they fought over who got China itself.
The elites who started the Great War had to walk a fine line. If they told their side that Kaiser Bill is only in the fight to enrich undeserving German aristos, they risked their audience making the leap to asking whether their aristos were any more deserving.
GAFAM had divided up cyberspace like the Pope dividing the New World: ads were Goog, social is FB, phones are Apple, enterprise is Msft, ecommerce belongs to Amazon. There was blurriness at the edges, but they mostly steered clear of one another's turf.
But once they'd chickenized all the suppliers and corralled all the customers, they started to challenge one another's territorial claims, and to demand that we all take a side, to fight for Google's right to challege FB's social dominance, or to side with FB over Apple.
And they run a risk when they ask us to take a side, the risk that we'll start to ask ourselves whether ANY of these (tax-dodging, DRM-locking, privacy invading, dictator-abetting, workforce abusing) companies deserve our loyalty.
And that risk is heightened because the energy to reject monopolies (and monoposonies) needn't start with tech - the contagion may incubate in an entirely different sector and make the leap to tech.
Like, maybe you're a wrestling fan, devastated to see your heroes begging on Gofundme to pay their medical bills and die with dignity in their 50s from their work injuries, now there's only one major league whose owner has chickenized his workers.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m8UQ4O7UiDs&list=FLM6hLIAIO-KfsNFn8ENnftw&index=767
Maybe you wear glasses and just realized that a single Italian company, Luxottica, owns every major brand, retailer, lab and insurer and has jacked up prices 1,000%.
https://www.latimes.com/business/lazarus/la-fi-lazarus-glasses-lenscrafters-luxottica-monopoly-20190305-story.html
Or maybe the market concentration you care about it in healthcare, cable, finance, pharma, ed-tech, publishing, film, music, news, oil, mining, aviation, hotels, automotive, rail, ag-tech, biotech, lumber, telcoms, or a hundred other sectors.
That is, maybe you just figured out that the people who care about owls are on the same side as the people who care about the ozone layer. All our markets have become hourglass shaped, with monop(olists/sonists) sitting at the pinch-point, collecting rents from both sides, and they've run out of peons to shake down, so they're turning on each other.
They won't go gently. Every Big Tech company is convinced that they have the right to be the pinchpoint in the hour-glass, and is absolutely, 100% certain that they don't want to be trapped in the bulbs on either side of the pinch.
They know how miserable life is for people in the bulbs, because they are the beneficiaries of other peoples' misery. Misery is for other people.
But they're in a trap. Monopolies and monopsonies are obviously unjust, and the more they point out the injustices they are EXPERIENCING, the greater the likelihood that we'll start paying attention to the injusticies they are INFLICTING.
Much of the energy to break up Big Tech is undoubtedly coming from the cable and phone industry. This is a darkly hilarious fact that many tech lobbyists have pointed out, squawking in affront: "How can you side with COMCAST and AT&T to fight MONOPOLIES?!"
They have a point. Telcoms is indescribably, horrifically dirty and terrible and every major company in the sector should be shattered, their execs pilloried and their logomarks cast into a pit for 1,000 years.
Their names should be curses upon our lips: "Dude, what are you, some kind of TIME WARNER?"
But this just shows how lazy and stupid and arrogant monopolies are. Telcoms think that if they give us an appetite for trustbusting Big Tech, that breaking up GAFAM will satiate us.
They could not be more wrong. There is no difference in the moral case for trustbusting Big Tech and busting up Big Telco. If Big Tech goes first, it'll be the amuse-bouche. There's a 37-course Vegas buffet of trustbustable industries we'll fill our plates with afterward.
Likewise, if you needed proof that Zuck is no supergenius - that he is merely a mediocre sociopath who has waxed powerful because he was given a license to cheat by regulators who looked the other way while he violated antitrust law - just look at his Apple complaints.
Everything he says about Apple is 100% true.
Everything he says about Apple is also 100% true OF FACEBOOK.
Can Zuck really not understand this? If not, there are plenty of people in the bulbs to either side of his pinch who'd be glad to explain it to him.
The monopolized world is all around us. That's the bad news.
The good news is that means that everyone who lives in the bulbs - everyone except the tiny minority who operate the pinch - is on the same side.
There are 1,000 reasons to hate monopolies, which means that there are 1,000 on-ramps to a movement aimed at destroying them. A movement for pluralism, fairness and solidarity, rather than extraction and oligarchy.
And just like you can express your support for "ecology" by campaigning for the ozone layer while your comrade campaigns for owls, you can fight oligarchy by fighting against Apple, or Facebook, or Google, or Comcast, or Purdue Poultry...or Purdue Pharma.
You are on the same side as the wrestling fan who just gofundemed a beloved wrestler, and the optician who's been chickenized by Luxottica, and the Uber driver whose just had their wages cut by an app.
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dappersheep · 4 years ago
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Another Thing About Spaghetti
Warning: Long analysis on Spaghetti that will get confusing going forward, also has a dash of rant for flavoring. Don't like? Skip. If none of you have read any of the SP backstories, be warned there are spoilers ahead.
Something I've been thinking about for the past two years or so of delving into Food Fantasy's lore on Spaghetti and everyone connected to him... it's made clear to me that his very presence in a lot of the Food Souls he's interacted with is like a lynchpin towards a less darker future for each of them. That's to say, without him, many of them wouldn't be alive and safe.
One can argue that it's Funtoy's shoddy writing to make him important -usually the sentiments of someone who hasn't read enough varied literature-, but I can argue the same for other Food Souls who feel shoehorned to be important in the lives of other Food Souls, so to each his own. Anyway-
Someplace somewhere, I've discussed at length that without Spaghetti's intervention in a lot of places, a lot of Food Souls he has recruited would either be dead, imprisoned or worse off than what happens in the non-SP backstories.
But in order to organize the Desire Tavern team as it is, the sacrifice he has to pay forward is a steep one. He is unaware of it as far as I've concluded in terms of timelines, but what he pays is the loss of his personal happiness, aka his Master Attendant. In fact, if Spaghetti ever gets his wish, they are bound for an ending that is more tragic.
With the introduction of SP B52 Cocktail's bio, we get a glimpse of a timeline wherein Spaghetti manages to somehow avoid the death of his Master Attendant at the 'intended moment'. It is never said explicitly how, since it is not the focus of the story. All we know for sure is that Spaghetti and his Master Attendant lived with people.
Also a little segway, no matter how short this scene was, we also get a glimpse and some confirmation that yes, Spaghetti is quite capable of caring for humans. Were they the noble family and simply found a change of heart to care more for their half brother? Are they a new family that Spaghetti and his Master Attendant founded? We don't know. We don't know if Spaghetti has developed a cunning and manipulative streak here either, but knowing the lengths he'd go to protect his Master Attendant? Not unlikely.
And yet, for this borrowed time of being happy together, the consequence was the violent end of not only his Master Attendant, but everyone he cared for and his own death by SP B52's inferno.
B52 Cocktail, who in a more familiar timeline, never fully turned into the drug-pumped, mindless murder weapon he is as his SP counterpart and found some form of peace with two other OK Food Souls. And who was the catalyst for that? Spaghetti and the thief coming in to murder B52's dick of a Master Attendant.
It is likely that, with Spaghetti missing the appointed time to save any of his teammates on top of other small important factors:
> Stargazey Pie is very dead, quite obviously from SP B52. > Surstromming was heavily implied to be the cursed siren the labs have imprisoned in one of the other cells. > Black Pudding was left to die if the Holy See still came after her and her Master Attendant. > Black Forest Cake was left untouched. Probably the only one to benefit from all this. > Margarita never joins the non-existent Desire Tavern and may join Holy See. But judging from the SP Beer bio which takes place in.... quite many timelines, she's never introduced or mentioned and that's kind of telling me something unpleasant. > Borscht never found someone to help her exact revenge, or even if she decided to do it herself, upon finding that the rebellion ate itself out, had no one to give her a purpose to go on. > Oyster's fate is left unknown.
Some will be happy about Spaghetti getting his just desserts, some will be on the fence about it, some will be horrified that Funtoy turned B52 into this. I say it's just another piece of lore that feeds me, however sad it makes me.
But also looking at it, it just completes a clearer picture of Spaghetti for me. He's not as villainous as I or anyone first assumed him to be. He's at best, an anti-hero since he still operates on a set of principles he will not break. Even if he has rapport and a partnership with the likes of Whiskey (this is a short analysis for a different time), and even if Peking and Beer had stated that Spaghetti isn't a good person, he still follows his own brand of justice, as Peking and Beer also have their own brand of justice.
And at worst, he's an anti-villain, someone who has decided to punish the wicked humans in his own way, and won't hesitate even if there's collateral damage or Food Souls standing in his way. And that is what makes him the antagonist to the story of the 'heroes'. However, what good that is left in him manifests in his desire to care for the ones who follow him, even if he himself will never admit that he thinks of them as more than just pawns, passing himself off as cocksure, egoistic, and without a need for attachments.
Too bad Borscht and Oyster are perceptive, even if they can't figure out the whole picture or penetrate all of his defenses. He's only able to get away with it so far because they let him have this.
I like to think that at the very bottom of his layers of masks, all he wants is to be happy again. But he's buried that notion with the death of his Master Attendant, and doesn't want to experience the same heartbreak as he already felt. Perhaps he has a reason for keeping his heart shut away. Who knows what madness from grief can do to a Food Soul, a being susceptible to Falling.
Now things can change in the future if Funtoy ever introduces a new SP Food Soul that somehow retcons bits and pieces of what I've said.
Will there be an SP Oyster? Possible, and maybe the most likely out of the team since his fate is the most certain to change. But until Funtoy actually teases his existence, I would keep expectations low and well within the realm of fanon.
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purplesurveys · 4 years ago
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Alphabetti Spaghetti (1/3)
And we will fall in love with shooting stars. - A
Have you ever seen an Aardvark? I don’t think so.
Were you ever abandoned in a public place as a child? Where? Abandoned is a pretty harsh word lol. My parents did like playing pranks on me and hide whenever I’d get distracted at the grocery or department store. They’d let me get nervous or even tear up for a bit until showing up again.
What accent do you have? I guess just your standard Filipino English accent that’s common among people who were able to take up English studies. I don’t really know how to describe it.
Is there someone in your family addicted to something? What is it? I don’t think so.
Have you ever been under general anaesthetic? What were you having done? I think so? When I had a tooth extraction done on me two years ago I was told I was going to be injected with anaesthesia, but I didn’t feel as if anything changed throughout the procedure. Either my dentist told me fake news lol or he’s just really good at his job for me to not notice anything.
How do you show the ones you love affection? It depends on the person. Around my friends, I know I’ve had taken a liking to them once I start getting especially talkative with them. For people I have even deeper relationships with, I like...buying them gifts, I guess. Getting them things that remind me of them. I would also bend over backwards to do nice deeds for them, like driving them to their destination even if I find it far.
Are you more passive or aggressive? I tend to be very passive aggressive in the way I deal with things.
Do you like the band Aha!? Not in particular.
Do you know anyone called Aidan? What are they like? Nope.
Ever heard of the band Ajax? No but I know that’s a brand of like cleaner or something. That’s close enough to ‘band’ haha.
Do you know anyone called Akash? I don’t either.
Do the sound of fire alarms scare you? They would obviously be scary if it rang for a real reason. Who wouldn’t freak out over a fire?
Do you live in America? If so, which state? If visited, where'd you go? No, and I’ve never visited either. I’d love to take a trip to cities like New York, New Orleans, Portland, and Chicago one of these days.
Have you ever had an ant infestation in your house? Only when there’s food left out accidentally.
Aora - did I spell that correctly? I don’t even know what you’re referring to, so I can’t tell you if you’ve spelled whatever it is right.
Do you have a preference in Apple? What type do you prefer? I don’t quite get this question - like a preference within Apple products? I mean, a phone and a laptop are essentials for me, and generally I do prefer having an iPhone and Macbook over other brands; but I can live without an iPad, an Apple Watch, iMac, Apple Pen, etc...if this is what you mean.
Are you an Aquarian? Is anyone in your family/your partner/best friend? ...You mean Aquarius? No. I don’t believe in astrology nor pay attention to zodiac signs either, so I wouldn’t be able to name Aquariuses that I know right off the bat.
Have you ever worn any type of armor? Which type? I don’t think I’ve ever had to, no.
Do you use the word ass a lot? Kinda, but it’s usually part of a longer word, i.e. asshole, asshat, deadass, etc.
Have you or your family had an attorney? What for? Not to my knowledge.
Is your car/family’s car an automatic gear or manual? Automatic.
Are you interested in aviation, piloting and aircrafts? Just the slightest bit. I would love to learn how to fly a plane, and I would be willing to pay for lessons. It’s just the type of activity that’s super hard to squeeze into an already-hectic schedule of mine.
What was the last award you recieved for? A academic distinction in college.
Axl Rose - like or dislike? Like, but I’m nowhere near a passionate fan. I just don’t have any reasons to actively dislike him.
Do you like air being spelt ayre or ayer in rap or hiphop or is it nasty? I don’t care.
Is the sky outside Azure? If not, what shade is it? No, it’s pitch black.
Belle amour (we've been here before). - B
Do you call anyone baby? Is it sweet or an overrated name for affection? Just my dogs. I find it sweet; it’s my preferred term of endearment if in a relationship.
Bby - does this shortened version bug you? No; my friends and I use this with each other.
Do you know what BC in terms of time stands for? Before Christ, but I prefer using BCE.
BDf - For or against? I don’t know what this is referring to.
Do you prefer beach breaks, city breaks or winter breaks? Why? Beach breaks. Winter break is an immediate cross-out since we don’t even have winter; and I already live and work in an urban area as it is. Beaches are my way to go if I want to escape life for a bit and completely unwind.
Do you spell out boyfriend properly or put bf in texts/online? I can use either depending on what I feel like typing out. It’s not that serious haha.
Do you know what bg is short for? Upon reading this question I immediately thought ‘background,’ but if this question had another meaning in mind I wouldn’t be aware of it.
Do you know anyone with the last name Bhays? No.
Have you ever been bird watching? What did you see? No, doesn’t sound like my kind of hobby.
Do you like Bjork? Not in particular, but just like the Axl Rose question I don’t have anything against her either.
What does this read: bk 2moz miss u lyk fk. Doesn't this text speak annoy? No one types like this anymore at least among people I know, but I imagine it would lowkey bother me a bit.
Do you like BMWs? They’re whatever. I don’t pay attention to cars much.
What is the nearest book to you called? How many times have you read it? There aren’t any books here up on the rooftop.
BnQ - gone there? What did you buy? Idk what that is.
Are you more brainy or brave? I wanna say brainy, if anything? I’m pretty jumpy lol.
Did you like the BSBs (Backstreet Boys) as a kid? How about now? No, I’m a little too young for that generation of artists and groups.
Burgers, Hot Dogs or Salads at a Barbecue? We don’t really practice ~barbecues~ here. But at Filipino parties I would usually flock to lumpia and fried chicken, hehe.
Do you have a Byro? No, because I also don’t know what that is.
Cold eyes and filthy lies all leave me petrified. - C
Do you have a Cactus (Cacti)? No, I don’t like plans.
Do you know what a CCTV is? Yes...?
How many CDs are in the room you are currently in? None where I am right now but I have all of Beyoncé’s albums save for Lemonade in my bedroom. I also have Paramore’s self-titled album and Hayley Williams’ Petals For Armor. My CD collection is about to experience a revival because of BTS, though. My plan to get all versions of all their albums is rock solid, lmao.
What's your favourite cereal brand? Cookie Crisps.
Do you like children's TV shows still? Which one(s)? I’ll revisit an episode or two of shows I watched as a kid at a given time for old times’ sake, but I don’t regularly watch children’s TV shows anymore. I haven’t for a very long time.
Cinnamon - Yum or Yuck? I’m actually kind of in the middle about it. I feel like too many desserts have been banking on cinnamon, so the taste of it can be a little tiring. It’s delicious if I haven’t had it for a while, though.
Do you know anyone with the initials and or name CJ? Quite the opposite; I know PLENTY of JCs, even my sister is one. I know one or two CJs but that’s it.
Have you ever met a self professed clairvoyant? What did they do/say? No.
Do you watch CNN News? What's your prefered news channel/show? I don’t tune into the channel but every once in a while I will encounter a CNN link on social media that I’d actually click on and read through. As for preferred news sources, I don’t have one as there are matters to criticize about 99% of them lol; but I am most likely to trust articles I from AP or Reuters. Just things you pick up as a journalism student. 
How many cousins do you have? I have 9 first cousins. I lose count by the time I try to go beyond that since I don’t even know all of my dad’s cousins, which makes it hard to track who my second cousins are.
Do you still draw with crayons? When was the last time you did? Drew what? I don’t remember anymore.
Do you know what a CSS feed is? What is it? I’m familiar with the term but never bothered to learn about what it is.
Do you like cycling/biking? What type of bike do you have? ...I don’t even know how to ride a bike.
Do you really like it, is it is it wicked. - D
What is the most dangerous animal you've petted/held? I can’t decide between snake or crocodile.
Do you like Death Metal? If so, which band(s)? I wouldn’t say I do.
Did you ever keep a diary/journal? I did a million attempts to keep a diary when I was younger, but I was never able to keep up with any of them and I ended up having 4598358395 notebooks with one or two entries each at most. Having a Tumblr page for surveys has so far been my most successful streak at keeping some type of journal.
Do you prefer small, medium, large or no dogs? I prefer all dogs.
Do you know what DP stands for in porn? Yes.
Have you ever dressed up as a celebrity for a party/Halloween? I went as my favorite female wrestler once. I wouldn’t strictly call her a celebrity, but she’s a very well-known personality in the wrestling industry so she’s popular in that right.
DS or Wii? Why? Wii. I was able to make more memories with it.
Does dust make you sneeze or cough? Sneeze, usually.
How many DVDs do you have all together? Idk, I don’t buy DVDs anymore.
Do you dye your hair regularly, sometimes or never? I’ve never done it.
Every love lies sometimes . . . - E
What's something you refuse to eat? Most fruits.
Don't you think the word ebb is so pretty? I’m neutral about it. I don’t use it a lot.
Do you like Chocolate Eclairs? I love eclairs in general haha. Chocolate eclairs in particular sound delicious.
Ever tried edible paper? Yeah, with the White Rabbit candy.
Eevee - pretty name or too Pokemon-y? Definitely very Pokemon-y. 
Do you sometimes mix up the spellings/meanings of affection and defection? Erm, no? They have completely different spellings and meanings, so I personally have never switched them up.
Do you have a big ego, low self esteem or somewhere in between? I think I’m somewhere in between. I’m insecure about some things about myself, but I don’t really put myself down 24/7. I feel like that would put such a strain on my mental health, which I certainly would never need.
What Element does your starsign fall under? I think earth? My co-workers were just discussing this last Friday, but I couldn’t really butt in since I can’t bring myself to care about astrology. I know they mentioned Taurus being an earth sign though.
Do you show your emotions easily and freely or hide them? Depends...I can do either depending on the situation.
What is your favourite form of entertainment? Korean reality shows are quickly becoming a favorite of mine at the moment. I also like compilation videos on YouTube.
What will they write on your epitaph? I’ve honestly hadn’t put much thought into this yet, and I don’t plan to anytime soon. It just seems like a super grave thing to think about lol.
Estimate/guess what number we are on now? Maybe 60s or 70s?
Do you know basic social etiquette? I mean etiquette will always differ per country or culture, so what is basic in other countries might not be here, and vice versa. I think it’s hard to measure.
Does your country use the Euro, Great British Pound, Dollar or other? Other.
Do you still get excited on Christmas Eve? Yes. Mostly for the free food and the opportunity to see relatives I really only ever see every December 24.
What animal/creature that is extinct do you wish wasn't? Those that went extinct from human activity.
What colour eyes do your parents have? Black/dark brown.
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fundielicious-simblr · 4 years ago
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💕 Love Day Love Story Series 💕
Shane and Maggie 
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How did you guys meet?
[S] “I grew up totally different from Mags, she grew up out in the country whilst I was born and bred in San Myshuno. My family was your typical conservative family, my dad went to work as a computer engineer while my mother stayed home and homeschooled my cousin and I, my parents were given guardianship of him so we grew up like brothers. We met the Barnards when Harley (Maggie’s aunt) married Gabriel and started attending our church, we knew that Harley came from a very large, well known family but she was very modest and never bragged about it. I first met Maggie when she was visiting her aunt with a group of her siblings and they came to church together - we were instant friends; she had a wicked sense of humour and was very lively. We were cracking jokes from the moment we met - she told me about her love of photography and I told her about my brand new job as a graphic designer, when she went home that weekend we were all in this group chat with everyone from that weekend which gave us time to get to know each other some more. Eventually we’d start alternating group trips to different places, and it was during one visit to Newcrest that I approached her parents and asked if I could court her . When they said yes is when we then made more structured plans to visit one another and even did double dates with her brother and his girlfriend, eventually I got permission to propose when she was wrapping up highschool work. I planned the proposal for when she was going to visit San My with her sisters, I told her my mother wanted some pictures of us to give her sisters an excuse to get her dressed up, when they arrived at the park I had set up everything at a gazebo in the park. Thankfully she said yes when I proposed, the wedding prep phase flew by and we got married in her grandfather’s church.”
[M] “A group of us siblings were heading into the city to visit our aunt and to help campaign for a local conservative candidate along with people from her church. When we first met, it was as if we’d been friends for years! Not many people appreciate my humour, so meeting someone who got me instantly was refreshing! We kept talking after that weekend in this big group chat with people we met that weekend, which helped us get to know each other more. There wasn’t really a big event where he asked me out, one day we started a private conversation rather than chatting on the big group chat and it developed from there, and to make it official he asked my parents if he could court me, which is when we added them to our chat. Us being official did give us solid reasons to visit each other, since I was the youngest one to court at the time (before my sisters Macie and Zoe) my parents wanted us to spend more time seeing each other. My brother Reece started courting soon after I did so it was fun to have double dates with him and Stacie, it was great having another couple to plan nice dates with as they were built in chaperones (thought Stacie’s sister did come along to all our dates) When he proposed I had no idea it was coming, his mother is big on pictures and *I* was told that she wanted some cute pictures of us in the park before we visited with their family. When we got to the park and my sisters suddenly covered my eyes I knew something was up, everything about the proposal was beautiful - from the gazebo, to the song playing in the background, to the mini speech he gave when actually proposing. The only thing that really topped that was our wedding, I went all out on decor because the first day of the rest of our lives needed to be picture perfect!”
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How have you changed since marriage?
[S] “probably just having to change my lifestyle to adapt to someone else's needs, but Maggie fit in great with the family. We’ve been able to do some travelling around and seeing loads of places whenever we’ve got time off, we’ve made the choice to put off having children right now as we want to establish ourselves a bit, but eventually we’ll get there. I’m just excited to see what the future holds, if it’s anything like that’s already happened then I’m all for it.
[M]” Probably the biggest change for me was lifestyle, whilst at home my parents rules were that us girls wear skirts only - I didn’t necessarily agree with their interpretation of modesty but I obviously went with it because I was under their roof (even if I did challenge them on that stance quite a big when I was young). We talked a lot on our views on different things, and one thing we agreed on was that modesty doesn’t require wearing skirts only, so when we got married I made the transition to wearing pants. After getting married and moving to the city, I was able to really pursue photography as a full time career choice; when I lived at home I would do small photography projects like weddings, family events and church events but I always hoped for something more. Now I work as a freelance fashion photographer, which is great because I can pick and choose which projects I want to pick up, I still do family photography so now I have more than one option. I’m happy with where we are right now, my siblings are doing a great job at supplying me with a plethora of nieces and nephews to spoil so we’re not in a major rush to add our own kids into the mix - I guess we will eventually, but for now we’re content.”
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BnHA Chapter 259: Jakku General Hospital
Previously on BnHA: We chilled with Hawks and Twice, who filled us in on the various different facets of Pliff’s plan to fuck over the world. For starters there are like a dozen new bad guys who are each heading different Pliff regiments, just in case anyone forgot that this is a literal army we’re dealing with here. Hawks also reminded us of the fact that Twice can clone basically any one of the bad guys as many times as he wants now, so that’s a nicely terrifying thought to sit and mull over. We learned that once Tomura is done powering up, the villains intend to attack all over the country simultaneously and basically destroy society as we know it. Oh and also kill all the heroes of course. But I think we already knew that. Anyway, so the one bright side in all of this is that Twice naively let it slip to Hawks where Tomura was currently undergoing his Frankenstein procedure. And so the chapter ended with basically all of the heroes in Japan launching a surprise attack in the mountains of Kyoto, while the kids waited on standby to help with the evacuations. And I know that doesn’t sound very safe, but... well... shit.
Today on BnHA: A quiet morning in the Kyoto suburb of Jakku. All is peaceful -- or so it seems. Little does the elderly CEO of Jakku General Hospital (a stand-up citizen, philanthropist, and caretaker of orphans all across the country) know that lying in wait just outside his doors is a group of wicked and immoral HEROES ready to -- okay lol you know what, I can’t. Not sure what I was really going for there anyway. So! Meanwhile in the woods outside the ol’ villain hotel, a second group of heroes led by Edgeshot and featuring several child heroes in training, including KAMINARI WHO WAS LITERALLY JUST BORN YESTERDAY AND SHOULD BE AT HOME IN HIS NURSERY WATCHING PAW PATROL AND NOT OUT HERE IN THE WOODS WHERE HE IS IN TERRIBLE DANGER, is gathered and ready to attack the League’s main forces. So things kick off with Death Arms apprehending the traitorous Slidin’ Go, while elsewhere the heroes bust into Jakku General Hospital to capture Ujiko. Show of hands, who here thinks this is going to go smoothly? ...Yep. Yeah. That’s what I thought.
okay guys, before we get started I’m gonna answer a couple of relevant asks from last week. first:
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I’m almost hesitant to talk about this, because I’m paranoid that Viz and co. could pounce on these sites again at any moment, and so I feel like this sort of thing is better left to private messages and discord servers. but I guess one little mention of it won’t hurt. so the site currently doing the scanlations is readheroacademia.com, which has been around for a while. and there are several other sites which also host the new chapters and have all of the old chapters archived as well. kissmanga is a big one which I know a lot of people use, but my personal favorite is readmha.com (idk, I just feel like its layout is... cleaner? if that makes any sense)
also do keep in mind that all of these sites are pretty ad-heavy, so I wouldn’t recommend visiting without a good adblocker at the ready (I generally use Chrome on both desktop and mobile, and have uBlock Origin and Disable HTML5 Autoplay enabled on my desktop browser). that being said, I’ve never had any issues myself
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good question! I was actually thinking about doing a weekly follow-up post on Sundays after the official Viz translation comes out, but obviously I did not end up doing that last week lol. so now I’m thinking it might be easier for me to just post any subsequent thoughts/remarks in the following week’s chapter recap, since I’m already committed to doing those anyway and so it makes it harder to flake out
so that said, my one follow-up thought about chapter 258 is that the fan scanlation seems to have mistranslated that whole “AFO’s resurgence” part. in Viz’s version Hawks was instead saying that the PLF’s plans would “throw the world into chaos and enthrone Shigaraki atop the rubble.” and he then referred to Tomura as the second coming of All for One. sooooo, pretty much exactly the opposite of the other translation lol. this is a big blow to my continued effort to search for evidence that AFO is gonna come back and be the final villain, but I am still not deterred. we will continue to fight on until AFO either actually dies, or does come back like I keep predicting he will! please try to work with me a little better here, AFO
one other thing, instead of “New World Movement”, Viz used the same “Vanguard Action” regiment name that was used during the forest training camp arc. Caleb said that the wording (“kaibyaku koudou”) was exactly the same. so I’ll be using that too moving forward. I guess that means that Pliff is still on the menu though, pity
anyway so let’s get started now
so it’s a house... no, holy shit, wait, it’s the house!
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THE NEW TODOROKI HOUSE OH MY GOD. ahhhhh lol what the fuck is this. Todofeels coming up to slap me in the face out of nowhere?! here I thought we were gonna just dive right into the Shigaraki raid and the resulting carnage
I’m... not really sure how I feel about this? like, right now I’m not trusting anything Horikoshi does lol. “quiet beginnings” you say? this is just a sneaky new way to bring me more pain. isn’t it
(ETA: I guess “quiet beginnings” also summarizes the other activities of this chapter pretty well. also is that Natsuo’s girlfriend??! at first I thought it was Rei, but those look like quirk-related ears? so Natsu then really is living his best college life huh.)
oh hey everyone it’s a brand new character!
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(ETA: wait, is he actually quirkless? or is that just another LIE. you big LIAR.)
I’m so curious what the kanji is for this latest name. can’t wait for Caleb to enlighten us. I wonder if it’s “shi” as in “death”, just like with Tomura/AFO’s name. and no idea at all what “Maruta” means. basically I just want to know if there’s some pun or something, since yet again he’s obviously using a fake alias here
(ETA: so someone informed me in an anon ask that this is a reference to Unit 731, which was a Japanese unit that undertook lethal human experimentation during WWII. basically the people who conducted the experiments referred to their human subjects as “logs” to dehumanize them. and the Japanese word for log is, you guessed it, maruta. so that’s an extremely powerful and disturbing association for this name, and it’s obvious now why Horikoshi went with it.
that said, the anon said that some people were really upset by this name choice, and while I guess I can understand that, I also think that’s kind of the point, though? like, it’s supposed to be horrifying. anyone with a human conscience and any kind of empathy whatsoever should be horrified. and atrocities like that shouldn’t be forgotten, and I actually think that for someone born and raised and living in Japan like Horikoshi to be making a reference to this is fairly ballsy. because my understanding is that, like a lot of Japan’s other war crimes, it was more or less hushed up by the government afterwards, and isn’t really taught in schools or mentioned in history textbooks other than in passing. so while I can understand people maybe finding it disrespectful, I don’t think it was meant as such. it seems to me that if anything, Horikoshi wants people to look into it and be educated about it. and again, obviously he’s associating it here with easily the most reprehensible and morally sickening character in the entire series, which is fitting I think. anyway so those are my thoughts on that.)
anyway, guess what guys? looks like we’ve got ourselves another Star Wars reference! let’s just hope this particular Jakku doesn’t wind up as wrecked as its namesake when all’s said and done. it’s gonna be a loooooong day
you guys. Maruta is such a nice guy
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he’s a philanthropist! and he runs orphanages all over the country! wow! what a great person!! and nursing homes as well, where residents presumably die on the regular (of old age and other natural causes no doubt), at which point they are presumably cremated, and I wonder who runs the cremation facilities? I’m sure whoever it is is definitely on the up-and-up
and “quirk-based community healthcare.” I wonder if they’re selective about who they treat based on what their quirks are. all the better to make sure people with particularly strong and/or unique quirks get the specialized treatment they need!
anyway. see, this is more like what I expected. some super dark shit, and finally some answers to a few long-established questions as well, but not without a price. that price being the churning feeling in my gut right now lol. oh man. well I just ate, so that might have something to do with it. but I tell ya, nothing makes you vaguely queasy like trying your best not to think about a massive conspiracy to kidnap and torture innocent children in the pursuit of ultimate power! so anyways I sure do hate this!
fffff like, really hate it. I HATE IT SO MUCH
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[reluctantly goes ahead and slides AFO down one notch on my list of people I need to see die the most] well there it is. we have a new champion
so now we’re cutting to a hero briefing!
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y’all is that THE SHERIFF. PLEASE. IT’S BEEN SO LONG. BUDDY I MISSED YA
so Nao says he had one of his guys go undercover to investigate, and they found that this hospital’s blueprints included a giant suspicious unlabeled place that nobody knows anything the fuck about
oh my god. you guys. forget Tomura, could that also be where they’re keeping the Noumus?? omg. omg omg omg. omgggggggggggg. omg
-- AHHHHHHHHHH
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IF THE NEXT PANEL ISN’T JUST A CHORUS OF EVERYONE IN THE ROOM ALL SAYING “WHAT THE FUCK” SIMULTANEOUSLY, I’M GONNA DEMAND SOME ANSWERS, BECAUSE LET ME TELL YOU, HAVING ALREADY KNOWN ALL ABOUT POOR JOHN-KUN AND ALL THIS FUCKED UP SHIT MYSELF, I STILL AUDIBLY SWORE OUT LOUD. AND YOU KNOW WHAT? I’M GONNA DO IT AGAIN TOO, BECAUSE WHAT THE FUCK
come on, is Pixie Bob the only one of you here with normal human reactions or what?!
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RIGHT?! YOU ALL ARE LOOKING AT A TINY MOUND OF FLESH WITH VEINY BULGING EYES JUST OGGLING BLANKLY OUT FROM ITS EXPOSED BRAINS. NOT TO MENTION IT’S GOT TWO OF WHAT VAGUELY RESEMBLE EARS, BUT WHAT I’M PRETTY SURE ARE ACTUALLY NOSES?? AND A SEVERED SPINAL CORD TAIL DANGLING OUT FROM BEHIND. ALL OF WHICH IS PLASTERED TOGETHER LIKE A LUMPY MOLD OF CLAY ATOP TWO CHILD-SIZED LEGS, which are wearing fucking sneakers, with fucking velcro and shit. fuck. fuck
lol Nao
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oh yes, not difficult at all. I’m sure he’ll come along real quietly. hey, let me know how that one works out, okay
“we have the trauma of Hosu and Kamino still haunting us.” thanks for that reminder. gonna have another city to add to that list real soon aren’t we. preemptive r.i.p. Jakku
oh man you guys. can you feel this tension building up
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interesting how he says “destiny.” I wonder if that’s the actual dialogue. at any rate this overconfidence is terrifying and I would really like for you all to stop jinxing shit my dudes
-- WHAT DID I JUST SAY
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holy shit. please tell me this is a separate group from the Endeavor group we saw at the end of the last chapter
but that doesn’t make any sense though, because this group has Midnight and Kamui, two of their deadliest and most efficient capture specialists. not to mention Edgeshot the literal ninja who can break into anywhere. so this really should be the vanguard here based on what I’m seeing, but if that’s the case why are the eighteen-year-old Tamaki and the sixteen-year-old Toadette right there with them?? can we not, you guys. can we not
fucking shit. at least they’ve got Ms. Joke there too to back them up. if we actually get to see her quirk in action I can die happy. and so, presumably, will the villains
so the “hospital team” (is that the Endeavor team??) said they’re gonna eliminate the villains’ warping ability, which presumably means John-kun. do they even know it’s him that does it?? they don’t seem to actually know who Ujiko fucking is so I have my doubts?
on the bright side though, it seems like this Midnight team is actually going to be raiding the mansion, and won’t be involved in the hospital raid. but on the less bright side, the mansion is arguably almost as dangerous. :/ that’s where Twice is!! and probably most of the League! but at least they don’t have a dozen Noumus in the basement just waiting to be unleashed
god. people, if we don’t get moving on this action soon I am going to give myself a damn heart attack. this is way too much suspense for a chill Friday night
son of a bitch that guy behind Toadette is Honenuki, I just realized. what the fuck, U.A. ?? “hey kids! guess what! we’re going on a field trip!!” ...
-- NO!!!!!!
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IT WILL NOT BE ALL RIGHT!! DON’T YOU LIE TO THEM!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!! Tamaki, fine, okay, he’s experienced, and arguably more powerful than half the people there. Toadette, she’s just a kid, but she also tried to kill Tokoyami back during the joint training arc and I’m still not sure how I feel about that so whatever! Honenuki is probably the most responsible person in this entire group so fine. Tokoyami needs to be there to have a lot of angst about Hawks
but Kaminari. Kaminari fucking Denki. no. no, sir. excuse the fuck out of me. how fucking dare you. he is a five-year-old boy in the body of a high-voltage adolescent. and he’s maybe, just maybe, more powerful than anyone else in this fucking group but that still doesn’t give you the right to put this little baby boy RIGHT ON THE FRONT FUCKING LINES!! holy shit! HIS BLOOD IS ON YOUR HANDS!! I DON’T LIKE ANY OF THIS
OH MY GOD
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RIGHT?!?!? omg omg omg omg omg
he’s literally wailing “I miss class 1-A” so loudly that it’s echoing all the way through the forest. see now that’s why you DON’T TAKE KAMINARI WITH YOU ON YOUR SECRET STEALTH ATTACK MISSION!! would somebody please point me towards whoever’s fucking idea this was so that I can go kick their fucking ass please and thank you
and here are the rest of them oh my god
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Momo, Mina, Jirou, and Kiri at the forefront. okay, fine. this, I do like
so Edgeshot says they’ve surrounded the villains on all sides. man, no wonder they’re so worried about their warping capabilities. this is basically their one chance to capture all the bad guys in one fell swoop. I guess it makes more sense why all their capture specialists are in Edgeshot’s group, then
now I’m starting to wonder exactly what task lies in store for the Wonder Trio’s group, though? because they said evacuation, but is that really all there is to it? it’s no secret that Bakugou, Deku, and Todoroki are the three strongest interns they have. so you’re really expecting me to believe that they put baby Denki there on the front lines and yet plan on keeping their heaviest hitters in reserve? Nao is there more to this plan that you’re not telling us
oh shit Endeavor wants to know where his adopted chicken son is at
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it genuinely does warm my heart to see Endeavor worrying about Hawks. I’m glad Hawks has at least one person out there who actually gives a shit about him. even if that person is mister father of the year here. the plot thickens
I wonder if Enji would actually die to save Hawks, if it came to that. which I’m not saying it would. but we all know some fucking shit is about to go down so I’m just having these thoughts here okay!
Nao always looks so tired nowadays. man
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so he clearly does know who Endeavor’s talking about, though. one of these days I’d like to get a clearer understanding of what exactly Naomasa’s rank is and how high he is in terms of clearance, because the idea that he’s actually privy to more information than the number one fucking hero is kind of bonkers to me, ngl. this guy is literally just a detective, right?? not even a commissioner or anything. and yet he’s involved in everything. I used to suspect that he might be the traitor lol, and while I’m pretty sure by now that’s not the case, I’m still curious as to exactly what his deal is. does he even have a quirk?? anyways
so now Endeavor is hmphing and stomping off, and meanwhile there are some closeups of Mic and Aizawa
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is that a whistle. do you guys think Mic could literally kill a man with his voice. shit. why do I kind of want to see it happen
as for Endeavor, I wonder if he was the one who made sure that his son and his friends weren’t on the front lines with the rest of them. sometimes it’s good to have some influence in these things
looooooool as if on cue
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well. that sure doesn’t sound like he intends to keep them out of harm’s way. does he really have that much faith in them??
serious question, why exactly are all of the heroes seemingly so confident that this is going to work? it scares me because it makes me feel like in spite of Hawk’s intel they still don’t have a clue what they’re truly up against
so now we’re cutting to some random street somewhere and WOULD YOU LOOK WHO IT FUCKING IS
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Slidin’ Go Suck An Egg. oh how I hate this man
look at him
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I hate his stupid face!
OH SHIT
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TRAFFIC CONE MAN, ARE YOU FINALLY GOING TO REDEEM YOURSELF FOR NOT RESCUING KACCHAN ON THAT DAY TWO YEARS AGO BECAUSE YOU WERE AFRAID OF A LITTLE SLUDGE? BECAUSE I’M HERE FOR IT! IF YOU WANT TO JUST GO AHEAD AND SNAP HIS NECK, I WILL TURN THE OTHER WAY AND ACT LIKE I DIDN’T SEE, I PROMISE
wow, Burnin’s team really is just evacuating people
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I mean they’re obviously going to run into a Noumu, and just like that they’ll be in more danger than anyone, but at least for now it really does seem like the minds behind this raid wanted to keep them relatively out of danger. so yeah, for now I’m gonna chalk that up to Endeavor’s influence that they’re here rather than in the forest with the rest of their class
and here comes the hospital team!
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well that answers my question about Nao’s rank. so he’s not even a chief. that really is fucking ridiculous but whatever
and why do I feel like this poor undercover subordinate is mere seconds away from becoming the first casualty in what I think is about to become the most violently snafued situation we’ve seen in this manga to date. like this shit is going to make Kamino look like the fucking state fair. fuck
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I really wish I could believe that he was about to go down and it really was going to be just that easy
HERE WE GO!!
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(ETA: so then they do know that he’s the guy who made the Noumu? including the one that nearly took him out in Kyushu? and they’re still acting like this is going to be a walk in the park? ?? what??)
knock knock, who’s there, JUSTICE
YESSSSSSS
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(ETA: sure hope Endeavor’s light here doesn’t go summoning any darkness. welp.)
YOU’RE UNDER ARREST FOR CRIMES OF BEING TOO HORRIBLE TO EVEN FUCKING CONTEMPLATE, LET ALONE JOKE ABOUT! YOU SON OF A BITCH, GET FUCKED
oh my god. we’re really just gonna end it like that. well I guess next chapter we can all play a fun game of “let’s all count the pages until everything goes horribly wrong.” won’t that be a laugh. 10 to 1 the Noumu really are in the secret room and they’re all gonna be set loose by next week’s cliffhanger. remind me to have “Into the Trap” by John Williams cued up and ready to go lol
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