#tbcs pod

[mifhortunach]

wrt last movie post; fuckin sims' review, fgsdkhfgksd:

Anyway, heat walked so LA confidential could run imo

[idontknowreallywhy]

A little more Birthday fluff for the flyboy.

A glimpse into the future because I’m adamant he must have a happy one. I didn’t actually get time today to write the main part I intended but I shall post now in case I never manage to get there!

💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

Objectively, Eleven was clearly the best ‘bird.

She was 6-mach faster than One, more manoeuvrable than Shadow and could carry more than her fair share of weight, even if it wasn’t as much as third-generation-turtle Twelve could.

And Scott had flown her like a second skin… he’d been far more involved in Eleven’s design than he had of IR’s original fast response craft. And of course he’d been the primary test pilot, putting more than a few grey hairs on Brains’ and Virgil’s heads in the process. Not to mention his wife’s. He smiled wryly to himself at the memory of the incredibly loud dressing down he’d received post a certain test flight… which had been closely monitored from the island right up until he’d tried out the high speed air to water transition Brains hadn’t fully stress-tested yet and the comms had gone offline for a few minutes. Or ten.

Half an hour at most.

The smile broadened to a grin as he recalled the aftermath of that particular argument… and, Well. Even if six children hadn’t quite been the plan, Scott had really needed to objectively exceed his father’s record at *something*… so… all’s well that ended well.

But Eleven had always been his eldest daughter’s bird.

And the extra machs were irrelevant now. Ever since the the appointment shortly after his 70th birthday when the doctor had forbidden him from exceeding Mach Five. Slower than Two for goodness sakes. His immediate objections had been silenced by a very clear indication that the doctor’s baseline opinion was that it wasn’t wise for a septuagenerian to exceed the speed of sound at all.

Lest he make any fuss that might get back to Virgil… or god forbid IR’s current commander in chief, whose precise combination of his wife’s and his own genes mildly terrified him even now… he nodded meekly. He’d only bent the rules a couple of times in the 5 years since. Maybe three…

Or four.

Eight at most.

Anyway, he’d always maintain One was best: she’d always have an important place in his heart - his first great love.

Which is why, at the newly attained age of 75, as he stood staring moodily out of the lounge window awaiting Eleven’s return to the hangar beneath the pool, his second slipped her hand into his and quietly towed him towards the transport tunnels over to Mateo. The cavern which used to house the old back-up generator, redundant since the island had made the switch to fully renewable energy sources, had been expanded to create a new hangar. It was here the older ‘birds nested quietly, awaiting their occasional moment in the sun as back up to the younger generation.

Nothing was said on the journey, she just squeezed his hand and he squeezed it back. Scott helped her out of the little pod, and he led the way this time to where his pride and joy towered over them, gleaming silver and blue as she ever had. Scott paced an inspection circuit around the base, pausing to buff a smudge from one of the stabilisers with a shirt sleeve. His wife followed, gripping his hand ever so tightly and, he suspected, appraising him as minutely as he was assessing the ship.

Satisfied with what he saw, Scott stood back and smiled up at One, rather fancying she was smiling back down at him. The hand suddenly slipped out of his and he frowned, missing its warmth immediately but his concern was assuaged when both arms wrapped around him from behind and she propped her chin up on his shoulder to whisper in his ear:

“So, Flyboy, are you going to take me for a ride today?”

TBC?

[kittycow8875]

🦈🐠🌊Soft water touch

All characters are aged up if you are uncomfortable with this leave or block me thank you😍!!

you were relaxing in the water in your head you said(I need a mate I need one fast before the recoms come for me I don’t want those recoms to mate with me!) you looked at Aonung and his friends

(he would be a good mate or his brother would I want one of them!..but how he is the chiefs on that is almost impossible for me to acoplish!) he noticed you staring he walked closer his friends following you snapped out of it “hello kitty what you looking at huh?” His friends laughed “I can see you checking me out from a mile away!..or we’re you checking my friends out!?”

You were scared shaking “I-uhm I’m sorry I didn’t mean to stare my apologies!” “Oh? But I think you did mean to so who were you checking out kitty?” You lowered your head “I-was checking..you out I’m sorry!” Your hands covering your face “it’s ok I understand but I kinda wished you had just asked me out instead” your head went up fast his friends saying “oh she wants to!” Ect..

“So kitty want me or not you have e 5 seconds”…”5” ….”4”…”thr-“ “YES!” “well then good choice you’ll be meeting with my father soon to see if he approves of me mating with you..” he went to your ear and whispered”trust..even if he says no you will be fucked..” your face flustered “I-I’ll stay here untill he is ready to meet!” “No your coming with me now.”

he took you to there pod ronal and toniwari waiting there.”my son wishes to mate with you?” You nodded tonowari looked at ronal “I approve what about you my love?” She gazed at me “yes I also approve but please be strong warrior and provide in future!@ you nodded

Aonung was getting ready to mate so we’re you you both held up the braid getting closer and closer…TBC

[gumnut-logic]

Math (Bit 1)

This was written very quickly. Tried to finish it, but it is too late, so I only have the beginning. Frustrating, sorry. Hopefully finish tomorrow. Was supposed to be for Pi Day, but my planning sucks as I have none.

Warnings: Angst and non-specific whump, unpleasant scenery, lahar.

-o-o-o-

“Scott! Talk to me!”

Virgil sunk his boot into the mud only to have the water well up and over its brim.

Warm, slimy, and god forbid full of things that would be quite happy to either gnaw on him or curse him with a deadly disease.

He really needed to seal up his uniform pants for situations like these.

That hopefully never happened again.

“Scott, I know you’re there.” He clambered over the remains of a wooden house, now buried in mud and slime, at the very edge of a lahar that had swept most of the village away.

And trapped his brother.

“Goddamnit, Scott, answer me!”

There was a moan, barely heard over comms.

“C’mon, Scotty, I’m nearly there. Please talk to me.” His words came out more as gasps as he forced his way through the massive pile of debris. There was only one life sign and it was his brother.

Didn’t mean his was the only body in the mud. Virgil grit his teeth and pushed himself forward.

“V…irg?” Barely a whisper.

“Good to hear your voice.” He yanked aside the remains of a thatched roof.

Damn.

His brother was caught in a natural gathering point, where the wave of water and mud had pushed some of the village’s buildings into a corner and piled them there.

Scott was in that?

He refused to acknowledge the task ahead and the horrible possibilities.

He had Two, her pods, and he was going to get his brother out of…that.

Water filled up his boots as he sunk further into the mud.

“Scott, can you give me a status report?”

He received another groan in answer.

“Talk to me, Thunderbird One.”

“Virg, god…I’m stuck.” There was a sudden edge of hysteria in his wavering voice. “Can’t see. Underwater!”

Shit.

“I’m coming.” He poked hurriedly at his wrist control and directed the module back on Two to assemble a pod and to grab his exo-suit.

He missed Gordon. Missed his help, missed his co-pilot, but Gordon was stuck at home recovering and Alan and John were out fishing a tourist liner out of the asteroid belt.

It came down to Virgil.

He dragged himself through the mud.

The incoherent sounds on the commline, raised his hackles as the pod approached.

“Scott, talk to me.”

A very uncharacteristic whimper was his only reply.

“Scott?”

He clambered into the pod and, throwing up a holographic scan of the pile of debris, began removing the pick-up sticks one by one.

“Virg?” Barely a whisper. “Talk to me?”

 TBC

[normal-girl-in-an-odd-world]

Cliff notes of the story of Humanity in Oddworld

Many years in the future, earth has become to polluted to live on. So humanity decides instead of using their amazing technology to fix it, they decide to up and leave Earth and find a new planet to call home.

So they round up the brightest and most brilliant people humanity has to offer and have them build a MASSIVE spacecraft that would be capable of carrying all of humanity through the stars to their new home.

One of the scientists who worked on the ark was a scientist named Celestia Redglare, who had previously created the philosophy known as "Homosuperiority", the belief that humanity are the only lifeforms of its kind, and therefore are the top dogs of the universe. She developed this philosophy during a period known as The Great Isolation (a period of extensive nihilism and despair from humanity coming to the conclusion that they were alone in the universe) to counter the sheer hopelessness she saw around her, urging humanity to take pride in its lonely existence as they were, in her words, "The heir apparent to the stars!"

By the time of the ark's completion, mankind had widely adopted her philosophy and she would go down in history as one of the greatest minds humanity had ever seen, and she was even offered a spot as a Block admin on the ark. She declined though, mostly because she was dying of an incurable disease that she had kept hidden from the public. She died shortly before the Odyessy departed.

But mankind couldn't pick any old planet to live on though, since even with their advanced tech, terraforming would still take an extremely long time. They needed a planet that was A) the same size as earth with similar gravity, B) had an atmosphere made up of oxygen, and C) had an environment close enough to earth that it would be able to support terrestrial life.

So it's no surprise that the Odyessy's space trek spanned many, many centuries and multiple generations.

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At some point millions of years since the Odyessy left earth, one of Redglare's descendants, a man named Tomas Johnson gets married to a woman named Junko Shiromiya and they would have three daughters. Helia, Tina, and Minerva-Margot, or better known by her nickname, Mingot.

They had a completely normal life until one day, a woman named Quatherine Diamond, the current CEO of the ark's largest supplier of goods, Diamond Corp. staged a hostile takeover of the ship. She believed that they would never find a new planet, and intended to take control of the ship and return to earth.

The whole ship was put on lockdown; no one could get in and no one could get out! Quatherine ordered her soldiers to gun down ANYONE who even showed the slightest bit of resistance, no matter who or how old they were.

Amidst the chaos, Junko and Tomas grabbed their now only living daughter, Mingot, and took her to a secret escape stasis pod room that only members of high-ranking bloodlines could enter use. Tomas's plan was for him, Junko, and Mingot to all get in the stasis pods, escape, and eventually reunite on their new planet. But just as Mingot was launched from the ship, the last thing she saw before falling into stasis was a group of armed men bursting into the room, pointing their guns at her parents...

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TBC

[organisationskoval]

255) True Blue Crew (TBC) - australijska skrajnie prawicowa grupa ekstremistyczna. Członkowie i sympatycy byli powiązani z prawicowym terroryzmem i samoobroną, a członkowie byli aresztowani z bronią i pod zarzutami związanymi z terroryzmem. Eksperci, którzy badali tę grupę, twierdzą, że wydaje się być „zaangażowana w przemoc”. Grupa zyskała na znaczeniu jako grupa antyislamska w 2015 r., a w odpowiedzi na nastroje społeczne i represje policji przesunęła się bardziej w stronę antyimigracyjną. Począwszy od 2014 roku, członkowie tego, co miało stać się True Blue Crew, byli zaangażowani w protesty Bendigo „Voices of Bendigo” i „Stop the Mosque”. Szereg skrajnie prawicowych grup, w tym Q Society, Reclaim Australia, Australian Defence League i United Patriots Front, sprzeciwiło się budowie meczetu i islamskiego centrum społeczności w Bendigo w stanie Wiktoria. True Blue Crew powstała w 2015 roku jako odłam z antyislamskiej grupy Reclaim Australia wraz z kilkoma małymi skrajnie prawicowymi grupami nacjonalistycznymi, takimi jak United Patriots Front. W styczniu 2018 r. Channel 7 poinformował, że United Patriots Front i True Blue Crew próbują zorganizować patrole straży obywatelskiej w celu monitorowania młodych afrykańskich Australijczyków. Raport doprowadził do oskarżeń, że Channel 7 dawał neonazistom platformę przemówień. W dniu 25 czerwca 2016 r. policja przejęła broń, w tym nóż i kastet podczas wiecu „Australian Pride”. W sierpniu 2016 roku członek True Blue Crew, Phillip Galea, został oskarżony o przestępstwa związane z terroryzmem. Galea został oskarżony o zamawianie składników materiałów wybuchowych, a nagrania wideo przechwycone podczas nalotów pokazywały, jak Galea przeprowadza rekonesans celu, jak twierdzą dokumenty. Jego zamierzonymi celami były różne „lewicowe” organizacje w Melbourne, w tym Trades Hall w Carlton, Melbourne Anarchist Club w Northcote i Resistance Center w Melbourne CBD. Policja stwierdziła, że „Galea nakreślił, że jego intencjami było spowodowanie jak największego zniszczenia w tych miejscach w skoordynowanym ataku zespołowym, przy użyciu bomb dymnych i improwizowanych urządzeń wybuchowych”. Sądowi powiedziano, że jego celem było wyeliminowanie przywódców lewicy w Melbourne, obwiniając ich za „islamizację” Australii. Galea został oskarżony o badanie domowych bomb, zbroi balistycznych i broni oraz przygotowanie dokumentu terrorystycznego zatytułowanego Patriot's Cookbook, który miał być przewodnikiem dla skrajnie prawicowych terrorystów. Galea był także zwolennikiem lub członkiem Right Wing Resistance Australia, United Patriots Front, Patriots Defense League Australia i otwarcie neonazistowskiej grupy Combat 18, a także TBC i Reclaim Australia. Został skazany w grudniu 2019 r. za planowanie zamachów terrorystycznych i stworzenie dokumentu mogącego ułatwić dokonanie aktu terrorystycznego. Ma zostać skazany w marcu 2020 r. Jeden z komentatorów uznał, że jego przekonanie odzwierciedla „upadek skrajnie prawicowych grup i projektów organizacyjnych, w tym… Reclaim Australia i The True Blue Crew”. W następstwie strzelaniny w meczecie w Christchurch w marcu 2019 roku wyszło na jaw, że domniemany sprawca, Brenton Tarrant, trzy lata wcześniej wychwalał Blaira Cottrella jako przywódcę skrajnie prawicowych ruchów w mediach społecznościowych. Zrobił ponad 30 komentarzy na usuniętych teraz stronach UPF i TBC na Facebooku, wyróżniając Cottrella za pochwałę i dyskredytując Neila Eriksona i Shermana Burgessa jako „pożytecznych idiotów”. Grupa została usunięta z Facebooka po opublikowaniu islamofobicznych wiadomości w następstwie masakry w Christchurch. Członkowie TBC zostali powiązani z kandydatem One Nation Nikhilem Reddym, a członkowie obu grup zgłaszali się na ochotnika dla siebie nawzajem.

[cooganbegs-blog]

Wow, what a blast from the past!

One of the (only??) good concepts to come out of the B-Hive was that they got everyone in the company to write an email to themselves back in January 2022, it just arrived in my inbox and wow….what an eye opener!! Close on some things, not even close on others!!

<start>

Dear Future Me,

Wow, what a year! Looking back you've achieved a LOT!

1. Congrats on your promotion to Director of Product! You worked really hard and planned and then achieved this. It's the first step in your journey to VP Product and then finally CPO.

(Somewhat True! I’m not Director Product at the B-Hive but I am Head of Product at the E-Hive! And plan it , I did!)

2. Continuing to work with Queen Bee was instrumental this year in getting you the skills to move into this role. Working with VPE has also been game changer, for your growth but also for the B-Hive, he was a really key part of our success.

(True! Learning from and being coached by the Queen Bee has been one of the main reasons I’m here! VPE proved ineffective and kept himself siloed)

3. Sitting down in January and thinking about where you want to be and making a plan of attack to get there was i think the key to your success.

(True: plus The Great Clusterfuck and then three months of managing my career in the same way I product manage customer problems! Nothing like doing a Retro and a priority mapping to uncover a career path! 🤣)

4. Fucking great plan to drop the farm, getting back to gardening on a small scale has brought the joy and relaxation back to growing. And how amazing does the little garden look now!

(True!!)

5. Getting a book keeper for The businesses was also a bloody great idea.... it took a few months of pain in the transition but totally worth it now

(True!)

6. Going back to working a normal 5 day week 8-4pm with weekends, wow, what a GREAT plan!

(True!)

7. You had some fantastic bushwalks, finally managed to crack the Overland track!! 👏👏👏

(True!)

8. The little office pod down the back is such a great space for you to be alone and to set up a space that is just you, your taste, your pictures, your style, your getaway.

(True: almost! I have an office at home, finally, for the first time ever! No working off the kitchen bench, or out of the wardrobe! My very own space with all my special things! The pain required to get it makes it all the more cherished!)

9. <removed due to personal nature!>

10. You have a team of four product managers,!!! )It was a bit bumpy getting your leadership style down, but now it's a happy, humming, productive team that is really shifted the dial on what we produce in the product. VPE really helped you with managing and supporting your team.

(Kind of! I have one direct report, recruiting for the second currently! And the VPE was unhelpful on every level and the B-Hive is still a tussle between engineering and sales)

11. Your call on doing Product Option 1 instead of Product Option 2 etc was a sound one, it was due to the trust that VPE and VPP gave to you and the business case you put together. GREAT JOB!!

(WTF!? Trust? What a fucking joke!! What delusional fantasy planet was I living on! More like, let’s get her the fuck out of our area of the business, so we don’t have to deal with all her uncomfortable questions!)

12. The Incompetent Boss has moved into a Head of Product Design Role and things are much clearer now

(False: incompetency was rewarded in the B-Hive, up you go if you’re a bloke and you have no fucking idea what you’re doing!)

13. 2023 will be the year of VP of Product

(TBC: we’re not there yet! Head of Product for the next 2-3 years will do me just fine!)

14. Getting the Product Processes work completed was key to your promotion, so good work on not giving up!! Your change of mindset from doing extra work to help The Incompetent Boss get promoted to helping you get promoted but also for the benefit of the teams and the wider company was a game changer.

(False: he got promoted, I got arsed fucked sideways, without permission!!)

15. Good work on sticking to mediation EVERY day ...can you believe you've got a 365 day streak?!

(False: 3 months max!!)

16. Congrats on running the Bruny ultra again!! Starting from scratch was hard but you did!

(False: this is a sore point, literally and metaphorically! Hamstring Tendonopathy is a fucking nightmare, especially when it’s of my own making! Note to Self, don’t keep running for 6 months on steadily increasing pain, it results in a 12 month recovery period of zero running, grumpiness and weight gain. Have learned this lesson VERY FUCKING well!)

Well, you started out the year having COVID, and then a series of the most painful emotional encounters to date. You thought 2022 couldn't get any worse, and you were right! 2022 was a bit of a rollercoaster but you had your 3 northstars to guide you (Director of Product by May 2022, daily meditation, Bruny Island Ultra) and you stuck to it and look where you are now!

Your confidence has also grown, with your move into a more strategic role, the emphasis on engineering know-how has lessoned and enabled you to be more confident and relaxed in your knowledge and experience.

Congrats!! What will 2023 hold?!

<end>

…..I’m going to write another one!! Fucking cool concept!

[oots-digitalmedia]

Queer Rep in The Blood Crow Stories

Title: The Blood Crow Stories

    Status: Indefinite Hiatus

    Writer, Director, Producer: Ellie Collins

Cast: Angel Ashe, Leaf Ballard, David Benedict, Charlie Close, Ellie Collins, Trevor Garner, Justin Harless, Laura Houser, Evan Ivey, Jim Kelley, Peter Lalush, Gray Lin, Brandee Mack, Judson Ragsdale, Eric Ravenscraft, Joe Ravenson, Riki Robinson, Tyler Sutherland, Audrey Stadler, Emily Thomas, Amanda Whittle VanHiel, Daniel VanHiel, Lindsay Van Pelt, Zachary Vaudo,

    Queer Creators: Yes

    Accessibility: Transcripts and content warnings are in progress, available on their website here.

        Content Warnings: This podcast contains domestic abuse and gory violence, explicit discussions of child abuse, drowning, animal abuse/death, says that ppl who listen to the podcast will die

Summary: The Blood Crow Stories is an anthology series of horror stories. Each season we will tell a new, original story over the course of 20 episodes. Each season will have its own unique production and storytelling style.

Our first season highlights the story of the S.S. Utopia, a cruise ship in the early 1900's. Modern-day college student, Max, begins to do his thesis on the audio diaries of the passengers on the ship. What he doesn't expect are the horrors that are waiting for him among the tapes, and the true reason why the ship sank so mysteriously almost 100 years ago.

Our second season takes us out to the old western town of Blackchapel; a quiet mining community full of hardworking people. Sheriff Thomas has been married to his job for many years. However, when men start turning up dead, all in the same fashion, he sets out to learn about these murders plaguing not just his quiet town. There's a serial killer loose in the Old West.

S1: S.S. Utopia

Tags: bisexual polyamorous main charactercharacter, multiple bisexual characters, multiple lesbian characters, asexual character

S2: Black Chapel

    Tags: trans character, multiple polyamorous wlw characters, multiple mlm characters

      S3: The Neon Lodge

   Tags: Multiple lesbian characters, pansexual character, non-binary character, multiple agender characters, multiple gay characters, multiple polyamorous characters, multiple asexual characters

More identity and relationship details/spoilers under the break.

Check out our other queer podcast recommendations here.

Please feel free to offer suggestions and updates!

S1: S.S. Utopia

ID tags: Max: Bisexual and Polyamorous, Dara: Bisexual, Barry: Bisexual, Mary: Lesbian, Cindy: Lesbian, Leo: Asexual

Details and/or Spoilers: Max is dating Chris and Amelia, Cindy and Mary are dating

S2: Black Chapel

  ID Tags: Wyatt Whaley: trans, Jessamine Callaghan: poly wlw, Adelaide Callaghan: poly, wlw, Silver Shot: mlm, Everett Woodyard: mlm,

   Details and/or Spoilers: Jessamine, Adelaide and Clementine are married, Silver Shot and Everett Woodyard are in a relationship,        

S3: The Neon Lodge

    ID Tags: Kesha Charles: lesbian, Tiffany Harris: Lesbian, Prince$$: Pansexual, Non-binary, BR1: Agender, D4L4: Agender, Travis/Behemoth: Gay, Roger Destros: No Canon Sexuality, Klarity: No Canon Sexuality, Molly Shears: Bisexual Polyamorous, Trixie Q: Asexual, Gabriel Castle: Bisexual, Enzo Ford: Asexual Heteroromantic, Quincy/Leviathan - Bisexual, Agender, Zoe/Ziz: Agender, Flynn Stephenson: Gay, Jason/Berith: Asexual, Agender, Darrick/Mammon: No Canon Sexuality, Agender, Hermès/Astaroth: Bisexual, Agender, Sergei/Belfegor: No Canon Sexuality, Agender, Tobias/Asmodeus: Pansexual, Agender, Philip/Belial: Gay, Agender, LuLu: Asexual, Agender Cera/TBA - Bisexual, Agender,

[wife-of-magic-monkeys]

The bats Lost Pearl.

Chapter one the bats of the sea lost moon and there star.

Bruce has been watching over his little baby that he was told he made with a one night flig he found it when he was looking for his son. He could tell this child was his by the smell and how it had Little bats on the bubble.

it not uncommon for mermaid to not want the baby and do a magic spell to take the baby out and live it somewhere else and leave it there on it own.

But it very dangerous. Cuz The baby can die as well it was Luck he found his daughter and took her to a cove by his cave where his family stays.

As she grows the bubble become clear.

And he and the rest of the family takes trunks wacthing her

Right now Bruce is reading to her

Just reading her a book his mother read to him but he smels something and grows

Bruce : come out now or die

Sleana comes out and he clams down

Sleana Bruce she is two weeks Old she need a mother you know this.

Bruce scoffed I don't date other mers

Slean ( eye brow raise) yes you have sex with them then leave that how daiman was born and this little kitten guppy.

But I want to be her mother I can't have kids but somtin in me want her as my own. Please let me take care of her.

Well let's just say he said yes cuz slean was being so many good points.

So sleana was a marking the reader with her scent in the bubble and slowly her looks become like both Bruce and sleana

Everything was going very happy

Third pov

A year later the reader bubble pops and a wail was hard

Sealna who has not moved from the spot like mothes who do put there kids in bubble to Keep them safe then there body's. Quickly pick her up and rocks her and feeds her and quickly gos to the surface. And lay her by a rock so the reader can get some sun and dry off a lot of the no longer need film over her body.

Bruce comes back from hunting with his son's and father figure but didn't see sleana but see no bubble. Quickly panicked but when daiman bolt to the surface he she slana beautiful tail. Slowly moving while staying in place he tail the boys to go to the cave and get the air pocket ready.

And when he get up there he see a cute sight

Bruce :hello my little ( y/n) Pearl Star wayen

You look at him and make graby hands and he nuzz you happy purring.

Slean slowly takes you away and put in Damian arms and he since you very careful

Like your made of glass very happy to be a big brother.

All the family come up to do the same bounding

And so far everything is wonderful and happy and at peace.

But sadly life can be cruel

When Bruce and alferd and the boys where called to help the other pods of heroes

You and your mother where Left alone.

You can't swim very well and your still learning.

Slean that it your doing good my little kitten guppy. But right when she garba you a net is Thow right at you and both you and your mom where trying to get out.

That when alferd came back but what he saw made him bolt into action.

With Jason by his side while the others go get help.

But try as the might the get shot and alferd take the hit for his grandson.

Who quickly look torn and quickly takes his grandfather to safety and crying when he to gets hurt.

Lucky the other pod speed swimmer got there and got them to safety.

But sadly the price was to great and lost there moon and star. But the won't stop until they find them.

Tbc

[sapphirelass]

Masterlist

Hi! 

This is where you’ll find my stories, imagines, one-shots and so on :) Most of them will be published as both xOC and xReader, giving you the chance to pick your preferred... style?

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Please note:

1: I don’t own any of the gifs used, nor any already established characters, so credit to the authors and original creators - You have done a phenomenal job :)

2: English is not my native language, as I was born and raised in Sweden. I have, however, studied English for almost a decade, so I don’t think it’ll be a problem, I just thought I’d let you know ;)

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FYI:

TBW - To Be Written

TBF - To Be Finished

TBP - To Be Published

TBC - To Be Continued

☆ - Fluff

☾ - Angst

☾☾☾ - Extreme angst (Torture etc, you have been warned!)

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UP NEXT: 

Maybe something Flash related? I have a pjo imagine in my drafts as well, but it needs a bit more work. I’ll absolutely write more Potter, but I don’t really have any good ideas at the moment... But we’ll see...

See yah soon :)

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Harry Potter

Harry Potter

Two Peas in a Pod - HarryxSister ☾☆

Two Peas in a Pod - HarryxSister!Reader ☾☆

Harry’s twin sister is the first to get detention with Umbridge, and he - needless to say - is not too happy once he finds out.

Oh, darling... (Deal pt.2) - HarryXLupin!OC, RemusxDaughter ☾☾☾

Oh, darling... (Deal pt.2) - HarryXLupin!Reader, RemusxDaughter!Reader ☾☾☾

Remus’ daughter and Harry’s... friend? Yeah, let’s go with that for now ;) Anyhow, she’s out hunting horcruxes with Harry, Ron and Hermione. In a fit of rage, Harry accidentally uses Voldemort’s name, and it doesn’t take long before the Snatchers show up. It already looked like a hopeless situation, but it becomes even worse when one of the Snatchers - a certain werewolf - understands who she is... Warning: Torture!

G’night - HarryxSister ☾☆

G’night - HarryxSister!Reader ☾☆

Voldemort’s recent return makes it impossible for either of the Potter siblings to sleep properly... Perhaps it could get easier if they would just TALK TO EACH OTHER!? 

Title coming soon - HarryxSister (TBW) ☾☾☾

Title coming soon - HarryxSister!Reader (TBW) ☾☾☾

Remus Lupin

Deal? - RemusxDaughter ☾ ☆

Deal? - RemusxDaughter!Reader ☾ ☆

Remus’ daughter gets detention with Umbridge for defending her father. Her goal is to get through Christmas break without him finding out but, as we all know, sometimes things don’t go according to plan... 

Oh, darling... (Deal pt.2) - RemusxDaughter, HarryXLupin!OC ☾☾☾

Oh, darling... (Deal pt.2) - RemusxDaughter!Reader, HarryXLupin!Reader ☾☾☾

Remus’ daughter and Harry’s... friend? Yeah, let’s go with that for now ;) Anyhow, she’s out hunting horcruxes with Harry, Ron and Hermione. In a fit of rage, Harry accidentally uses Voldemort’s name, and it doesn’t take long before the Snatchers show up. It already looked like a hopeless situation, but it becomes even worse when one of the Snatchers - a certain werewolf - understands who she is... Warning: Torture!

I’ll be by your side (Deal pt.3) - RemusxDaughter ☾ ☆

I’ll be by your side (Deal pt.3) - RemusxDaughter!Reader☾ ☆

Because of what happened at Malfoy Manor, Remus wants to keep his daughter away from the battle of Hogwarts, but she still feels the need to go help her friends. You can, however, never do more than your very best, and one must never underestimate an angry Death Eater...

Try - (young) RemusxSister (TBW)☆

Try - (young) RemusxSister!Reader (TBW)☆

Sirius Black

We’ll make it feel like Home - SiriusxSister ☾☆

We’ll make it feel like Home - SiriusxSister!Reader ☾☆

Sirius reunites with his sister after twelve years in Azkaban. Fluff, fluff and fluff <3

I’ve got your back, love - SiriusxSister (TBW) ☾☆

I’ve got your back, love - SiriusxSister!Reader (TBW)☾☆

Charlie Weasley

“I have magic...” “So do I!” - CharliexOC (TBF)☆

“I have magic...” “So do I!” - CharliexReader (TBF)☆

What family is all about  - CharliexSister ☾☆

What family is all about  - CharliexSister!Reader ☾☆

The oldest Weasley sister - Charlie’s twin - travels home to go see the Quidditch World Cup with her family. It’s all fun and exciting until a group of Death Eaters decides to ‘crash the party’...

Failure - WeasleysxWeasley!Sister ☆☾

Failure - WeasleysxWeasley!Reader ☆☾

Description coming soon

Bill Weasley

What family is all about  - BillxSister ☾☆

What family is all about  - BillxSister!Reader ☾☆

The oldest Weasley sister - Charlie’s twin - travels home to go see the Quidditch World Cup with her family. It’s all fun and exciting until a group of Death Eaters decides to ‘crash the party’...

Failure - WeasleysxWeasley!Sister ☆☾

Failure - WeasleysxWeasley!Reader ☆☾

Description coming soon

Neville Longbottom

Not you too - NevillexSister ☾☾☾

Not you too - NevillexSister!Reader ☾☾☾

Neville and his sister are both back for their last year at Hogwarts, but things aren’t quite what they once where. The Carrows are putting people through increasingly brutal detentions, and one day it goes a bit too far... 

Weasley Family

What family is all about  - Weasley FamilyxWeasley!OC ☾☆

What family is all about - Weasley FamilyxWeasley!Reader ☾☆

The oldest Weasley sister - Charlie’s twin - travels home to go see the Quidditch World Cup with her family. It’s all fun and exciting until a group of Death Eaters decides to ‘crash the party’...

Failure - WeasleysxWeasley!Sister ☆☾

Failure - WeasleysxWeasley!Reader ☆☾

Description coming soon

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Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus/Magnus Chase/Trials of Apollo/Kane Chronicles

Percy Jackson

Good kid - Percy JacksonxSister(TBF)

Good kid - Percy JacksonxSister!Reader(TBF)

Will Solace

In my blood - Will SolacexSister

In my blood - Will SolacexSister!Reader 

Description coming soon :)

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Marvel (mainly MCU)

Coming soon...

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The Legend of Zelda

Coming soon...

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Merlin (BBC)

Merlin

You tell Arthur (1/3) - Sir Leon x Reader, Arthur x Sister!Reader

You tell Arthur (1/3) - Sir Leon x Pendragon!OC, Arthur x Sister

You tell Arthur (2/3) - Sir Leon x Reader, ArthurxSister!Reader

You tell Arthur (2/3) - Sir Leon x Pendragon!OC Arthur x Sister

You tell Arthur (3/3) - Sir Leon x Reader, Arthur x Sister!Reader

You tell Arthur (3/3) - Sir Leon x Pendragon!OC, Arthur x Sister

Based on episode 12-13, season 3

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Ninjago (Only the OG show)

Coming soon...

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Miraculous

Coming soon...

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Arrowverse (Mainly Flash & Arrow)

Coming soon...

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Chaos Walking

Coming soon...

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Outlander

Coming soon...

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Star Wars

Coming soon... 

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[kittycow8875]

Mist black\lightskin reader

warings; smoking,drugs,nsfw ,use of the n word.

you were on the couch air pods in playing "tomarrow2" and smoking your weed pen.then lyle walks in "hey buttercup!uh-? were did you get that and what s it?" you laughed "weed pen lyle remember im black\lightskin my n!gga" he waas shocked at hearing you say the word hes only ever heared it from fike mabye once or twice.

you lifted your eyebrow.."what? ohhhhh you never heared me say nigga before my bad" he called for fike bc he is the only black man he knows fr lmao."yeah whatsup?" "she uh said the n word" "and? shes black its fine" fike got closer his hands on each side of you. he looked at the pen you took a hit n blew it in his mouth he took n the then kissed you n took his shirt off groping your chest.

"well well what if i tell the captine this couple is getting frinsky in the living room?" fike fliped him off and grinded on youhe stopped when it was time for food z dog laughed"so i heard yall was making babies huh?" fuvk you knew it was lyle.."lyles you mother fucking bitch" fike said lyle smirked miles looked up" what were we doing huh?"

TBC bc im sleepy also before i get asked yes im black this is bc i want a reader i relate to have a happy val day

[gumnut-logic]

Because I needed to write something…anything…

Language warning.

A tribute to the low level migraine currently inhabiting the left side of my brain and the long day of work ahead.

-o-o-o-

Damn, stubborn, stupid, bastard, goddamnit! The wrench slipped and his fingers collided with the engine housing and for fuck’s sake that hurt!

The wrench clattered to the ground, metal clanging against concrete, as he pulled his hand in close, riding through the pain.

His breath hissed between gritted teeth.

“Virg?” It was tentative and quiet.

“What?!” He spun, glaring.

Only to come face to face with a blue-eyed frown…backed up by both commander and big brother.

Virgil’s shoulder’s dropped and he sighed, his hand still clenched tight against his dirty flannel midriff.

Scott held out a hand. “Let me see it.”

Virgil groaned and turned back to the half-wrecked pod. “I’m fine. I’ll live.”

That hand, of course, landed on his shoulder and gently nudged him to turn around. His brother was one known for his determination, after all.

There would be no escaping the inevitable.

“Let me see it.”

Virgil sighed and carefully uncurled his fist. Great. On top of bruising, he’s scraped a gash into the side of his palm. With Scott on the prowl, there would be bandaids and a demand to rest and this was the end of his chance to fix what had gone wrong.

Two hands, much cleaner than his, gently held his wrist as that frown examined the damage…before latching onto his. “C’mon, let’s get this cleaned up.”

Virgil fought the urge to sigh again. “Fine.”

That frown deepened just a little.

But Scott did not let go of his wrist.

Sure, Virgil could easily wrench himself free, he was fully capable, but those blue eyes, that concern…Scott knew exactly how to play him, and if he didn’t respond as his brother wanted, he has an arsenal of techniques to get his way lined up behind him.

And Virgil did not have the energy.

-o-o-o-

Maybe TBC

[misssquidtracy]

Noble Intentions (Part 1).

My contribution to Gordo’s FabFiveFeb week. Chapter 2 will spill over into the first day of Alan’s week, courtesy of a certain gorgeous aquanaut who insisted on making this 2x as long as originally planned.

Sorry not sorry, Alan ❤️

All credit for FabFiveFeb goes to the amazing @gumnut-logic 💚

Prompt: A memory.

Warnings: Mild strong language.

Genre: Humour.

Characters: Sea Bean & Land Cabbage.

-x-

“And that, ladies and gentleman, is a wrap!”

A sigh that somehow managed to bridge the gap between despair and disbelief filtered over the comm channel, “Don’t go Hollywood on me now, Thunderbird Four. Are the targets clear of the danger zone?”

“Yes siree,” came the rather chipper reply, “Hazardous material has been removed and ultrasonic sweeps show no more underwater casualties. Danger zone is officially cleared. Standby for pickup, Thunderbird Two.”

“F.A.B,” came the rich tones of brother Numero Dos, “Can you be Pacific about your location, please?”

“Careful, Virg. I have a license to krill, you know,” Gordon warned playfully, aligning the little yellow sub so that she was within grabbing distance of module four’s cable.

A snort was offered by Virgil in lieu of a verbal reply, “I never knew it was possible to stick one’s head so far up one’s ass. Tell me, what did you have for dinner last night?”

“Same thing as you, bro,” Gordon countered, watching happily as his newly relinquished charges swam off to freedom. An emergency call had come in from a concerned student at the University of Otago claiming that several members of the dolphin pod she was satellite tracking in Kaikoura had run afoul of a discarded fishing net. Ever eager to help an animal in distress and with the right gear at his disposal, Gordon had roused Virgil and politely requested that the engineer taxi him the two and a half thousand miles to New Zealand’s South Island.

A decent number of locals had joined the rescue effort by the time Thunderbird Two arrived on scene, and it was with unbridled joy that they cheered as the last dolphin was cut free by Four’s robotic arms. Aside from managing to dodge an animal welfare bullet, the cetaceans were a tourism magnet and thus, an invaluable source of income for the town.

“Kia ora! Thank you!” a young woman called, scurrying up to shake Gordon and Virgil’s hands, “I’m Mandy Harrell, and on behalf of the IMMA, I just want to say how grateful we are to International Rescue for your help here today.”

Gordon smiled warmly, “I’ve always admired the work of the Marine Mammal Protected Areas Task Force. The pleasure is all mine.”

“Having two representatives from the world’s most elite rescue organisation here will do wonders for our public image,” Mandy enthused, shaking her head in excited disbelief, “We’re trying to raise enough funds to conduct a clean-up operation along this section of coastline. We suspect the net you just removed is one of several left by a group of unregulated fishermen we apprehended last June. Our goal is to have the first five hundred meters of coast cleared by the time the humpbacks arrive next month, but at the rate things are going, we’ll be several thousand dollars shy of our target.”

A soft series of beeps sounded as Gordon’s comm picked up an incoming call, but he ignored it in favour of giving Mandy his undivided attention. It was probably just John checking in. Or Scott forewarning him that Grandma was cooking and that they were out of laxatives.

“Perhaps we could donate the remainder?” Gordon offered, “I’d be delighted to help you guys in any way that I can.”

Virgil felt apprehension crawl up his spine when Mandy smiled, but didn’t instantly accept the (rather generous) offer that had been had laid down.

“That’s incredibly kind of you, but we like to be as self-sufficient as possible where money is concerned,” the young woman replied, tilting her head to take the sting out of her words, “If you’d be willing to donate your time however, that would be greatly appreciated.”

“Sign me up!” Gordon exclaimed, raising his hand in a similar manner to Scott’s scout oath, “I’m sure Alan can cover for me if I take an extra day off this week. You get that, John? Take me off the roster for tomorrow, please. Forward all emergencies necessitating the use of Thunderbird Four to Alan. I’ll take over his Monday shift next week as compensation.”

“Done and done,” came the smooth reply of the middle brother, “And now we wait for the inevitable tantrum.”

A chuckle bubbled up Virgil’s diaphragm as he adjusted his sash and fixed Mandy with an inquisitive gaze, “So, what will you have him doing? Shovelling seaweed? Litter picking? Seagull whispering?”

Mandy let loose a laugh that sounded a fraction forced, “Not quite. We’re a new partner of Otago University and recently signed a collaboration agreement with their School of Arts for the upcoming semester. We were going to host a series of life drawing sessions out on the open water, but the university probably won’t commit after the publicity this incident will undoubtedly be on the receiving end of. Do either of you have any experience with modelling by any chance?”

Virgil had less than a second to intervene before Gordon started uncontrollably word vomiting.

“Oh yes!” the aquanaut swanked, preening like a peacock, “Vogue, Armani, Cosmo, Grazia, Gucci, Vanity Fair, Louis Vuitton, Dior, Prada, Salvatore Ferragamo, Fendi, Saint Laurent, Givenchy, Balmain, Alexander McQueen, Burberry, Calvin Klein, Ralph Lauren, and KFC have all had a piece of this perfectly symmetrical face over the years.”

The squeal that tore out of Mandy had Virgil wondering if she was as smart as her paper qualifications claimed. A discreet search of IMMA on his comm gauntlet had revealed a string of abbreviations after her name that rivalled the Cambodian alphabet, yet she seemed perfectly willing to believe that Gordon really had modelled for all of the companies he’d just listed.

In truth, the closest the fourth Tracy had come to modelling was when his swim trunks had ripped during a family trip to the Seychelles. The scathing email that Scott had penned to the CEO of Speedo had been accompanied by multiple pictures of said trunks (both on and off their owner), along with the threat of legal action should Gordon end up deported for ‘indecent exposure’.

“Perfect!” Mandy effused, her green eyes glowing with excitement, “Ticket sales will skyrocket with a member of International Rescue as the subject! I must ring Shona and tell her to re-book the town hall.”

Valuable blood drained from Gordon’s face as the reality of what he’d inadvertently signed up for dawned on him like a sunrise in hell, “Uh, I thought you just wanted me as a poster boy for your open water sessions? Y’know…posing with porpoises, photobombing seals…helping to smooth over the bad publicity, right? Getting people to focus on the good rather than the bad?”

Mandy shook her head, her brown curls bucking in the breeze that was buffeting the shore, “It’ll be all over the news that it was you guys who saved the day, not us. International Rescue’s presence here is the catalyst for a financial surge we can’t afford to miss. I’m begging you. The dolphins are begging you. Please, help us to help them.”

Gordon chewed his lip. While he was probably the brother least phased at the prospect of getting his kit off for charity, he knew that Scott would be on him like shit on velcro if his derriere ended up plastered across the front of every global news channel in all its bare glory.

“Thunderbird Two, a priority call just came in from a couple of wreck divers in Chuuk Lagoon, Micronesia,” John’s voice, ever calm and authoritative, served as both a welcome distraction and an excuse to leave, “Alan and Kayo just got called away to a flood in Columbia and Scott is on a conference call with Colonel Casey, which makes you two our closest and only available option.”

“Please say you’ll come?” Mandy wheedled, panic slipping into her voice when Virgil and Gordon began to walk towards Two’s cockpit platform, “It’ll just be for a few of hours, and there’ll be a free lunch.”

That got Gordon’s attention. He’d been prepared to agree for the sake of the dolphins and inbound humpbacks, but the promise of free food sealed the deal.

“Ten o’clock tomorrow!” the aquanaut yelled, waving as the platform began to ascend, “I’ll need a toasted cheese on granary and five of whatever your equivalent of Celery Crunch bars are!”

“Uh, Gordon?” Virgil’s voice was low and gentle, a stark contrast to the shrieks of delight Mandy was emitting, “Do I need to remind you about what happened last time you signed up for something like this?”

Any confidence the aquanaut had vanished quicker than a burp in a dust storm as a memory he’d worked hard to suppress began to surface.

TBC.

[indulgent-headcanons]

Desert Twins: part 4

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

***

Padme and Qui-gon (and Jar-Jar) come to Watto’s shop, and meet Anakin, and we have the familiar words (“Are you an angel?”, “I’m a person and my name is Anakin”). Anakin doesn’t mention Bentu. He’d never spoken of her out loud, not since he’d left. They’d been sold on, and chances were that the twins would never see each other again.

The trio leave the shop, Anakin saves Jar-Jar, invites them to their quarters for shelter from the sandstorm (and the desert is happy, they are here for you), and Anakin is going to pod-race. Shmi is not happy, but the desert tells her, I will protect him, and Shmi obeys. Qui-gon, seeing so much and yet so blind, sees the way the force curls around Anakin, sees that Anakin is chosen, but doesn't hear protect, safe, mine. Anakin will win, that much he knows: the force is with him (the force is him).

That night, Anakin tells Bentu that a jedi and an angel have come to Tatooine, that he’s going to pod-race. Bentu tells Anakin that he is going to win. She goes to bed that night and can’t sleep, wondering if this is going to be her last conversation with him: either he will lose, or he will leave. Either way, she would likely lose him.

Then Anakin hears Qui-gon’s bet: Anakin’s victory against Sebulba; the pod-racer, or Anakin. 

Anakin knows that if he wins, he will be separated from his family. But he knew that it would happen eventually; it happens to almost every slave family. Qui-gon would probably be a kinder master than Watto, and the angel can save her planet.

The biggest problem in the universe is no one helps each other.

He will leave Tatooine behind; it’s the only solution that helps anyone instead of no one (except his depur; and Anakin will always fight his Depur, however he can).

And so he wins the race, and he goes to the slave quarters, and says goodbye to his mother. He closes his eyes as he’s hugging his mother, and he whispers in Bentu’s mind, Goodbye, Ikkali.

Goodbye, Upanda, she whispers back, relieved and resigned. 

***

TBC

[organisationskoval]

25) The True Blue Crew (TBC) - australijska, skrajnie prawicowa grupa ekstremistyczna. Członkowie i zwolennicy byli powiązani z prawicowym terroryzmem i czujnością, a członków aresztowano z bronią i pod zarzutem terroryzmu. Eksperci, którzy badali tę grupę, twierdzą, że wydaje się być „oddana przemocy”. Grupa zyskała na znaczeniu jako grupa antyislamska w 2015 roku i przesunęła się bardziej w stronę antyimigracyjną w odpowiedzi na nastroje społeczne i policyjne represje.

[finebutmoldy]

paimio 1. dio

alvar aalto  — tbc sanatorij — paimio projekt 1928 — izvedeno 1932 alvar aallontie 275 — 21540 paimio — finska

na primjeru aaltovog sanatorija u paimiju iz 1928 ću prikazati sveobuhvatnost jednog projekta za kojeg smatram da je ključan kako u projektantskom obilježju, tako i u kvalitativnom modelu povijesnog primjera navedenog arhitekta. briga za čovjeka se nazire u svakom projektiranom detalju, kao suprotnost trenutnom vjerovanju kako su “kutije” samo isprazne, bezlične, antičovječne kuće. fokus je na drugim elementima, prestaje biti na izvanjskome. to ni u kojem slučaju nije argument da se ne problematizira o postojećim prostornim pogreškama.

01: tlocrt sanatorija. primarni prostori za pacijente pozicionirani prema jugoistoku. kuća se pruža okomito na obrijanu površinu šume. 

02+03: današnje stanje. maksimalno prihvaćanje osunčanja velikim otvorima. kuća kao veliki ekran visine obližnjih stabala. velika otvorena sunčališta na posljednoj etaži.

04: nadsvjetlo prijema. zaobljeni uglovi, zaobljena stakla.  05: stubišni prostor. upotreba boja. sokl prati stubišni krak. 06: zaobljeni uglovi, zidovi, površine. svi elementi se tek naziru. rasvjeta koja ne prima prašinu.

07: rukohvat koji je aalto često koristio u svojim kućama. siva za slučaj prljanja zida. 08: higijena čišćenja kao primarna odrednica korištenja zaobljenih površina. 09: rasvjeta čije svjetlo se odbija od bijele površine zida te time pruža toplo difuzno svjetlo. sva rasvjeta je projektirana kao dust-free zona, bez snažnog odsjaja, van vidnog polja pacijenta. 10: kvake soba pacijenata na kojima ne zapinju rukavi kuta.

11: dvostruki prozori blagovaonica kao mali botanički vrtovi čišćenja zraka. 12: ono što su nekada svi znali raditi i imali u svojim domovima - terrazzo.

13: svaka soba je imala dizajniranu pljuvačnicu. služilo je za izbacivanje tbc bakterija, sa sustavom za ispiranje. izbjegnuto je ručno čišćenje. 14+15: svaki pacijent je imao svoj umivaonik. bili su posebno dizajnirani kako bi voda u keramiku udarala pod malim kutom što je sprječavalo neželjenu buku i špricanje.