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A Hairy Eulogy

Written with permission from @n6918

The next afternoon, Jaune was wandering around the Academy. He and Team RWBY had left the EverAfter the evening before and arrived just as the sun set.

When they were finally able to reach Shade, Jaune was amazed to see how packed it was. So many people from all the other kingdoms had come.

On one hand, many of the locals were struggling to be around those from Atlas, Vale, and Mistral - tensions between them and the Vecchians were rather high, especially after the war.

But on the other hand, he was glad so many people had gotten Ruby's message and taken it seriously; even Saphron and Terra came with Adrian.

He had gotten an earful from her since he hadn't told the full truth, but it warmed his heart to see his family again, and he promised to keep them out of harm's way.

As he wandered, he noticed the doors to one of the big rooms had been shut. He remembered seeing these ones open yesterday.

'Hello?' He wondered, 'What do we got over here?'

Jaune put his ear to the door, and heard what he could only describe as a wedding march.

'Can people get married at the academies?' He didn't know that until now.

Jaune pushed it open slightly, just enough to see inside. What he saw left him very perplexed.

It was dark inside, save for a spotlight aimed at a podium near the front of the room. Team RWBY were there, as well as Ren, Nora, Oscar, and Emerald. Weiss's sister, brother, and mother were with them too, and so was their butler.

Everyone faced away from the entrance, and so didn't see that Jaune had found them.

"Wha-" he wanted to ask.

Weiss stepped up to the podium, and everyone sat down.

"Dearly beloved." She began grandly, "My Friends. Family. And Ruby."

"Whu- HEY!" Ruby pouted.

Everyone laughed. Weiss hid a giggle behind her dainty hand.

"Oh, come on!" Ruby stamped the ground from her seat,

"Right, right, excuse me." Weiss recovered, "That was very mean of me, and I'm sorry, I won't do it again- moving on!"

"Not funny, Bro." Ruby pushed her lips out.

"We are gathered here this afternoon," Continued Weiss, "Ahem, in the sight of the Gods . . . And the enhanced hearing of our fun-loving-four-eared-friend, Blake-"

"PFFT- shit!" Blake covered her mouth and turned away.

Yang threw her head back to laugh and fell off the bench.

"Ooh, look at me, aren't I being funny?" Weiss sounded amused,

"Get on it with it already!" Nora hollered,

"Okay-okay! Okay." Weiss cleared her throat, "We are gathered here today, on this, most dreadful occasion. To mourn the absolute loss of our Dear friend, Jaune Arc's beard."

Jaune accidentally banged his head against the door.

"The fuck?" He stumbled in and carefully shut the door behind him.

Somehow, no one had noticed. Yang's mouth fell open and her eyebrows lowered as she got off the floor.

"Whu- dude." She took her seat and her eyelids lowered too, "Is this seriously what you dragged us all here for?"

"Yes." Weiss didn't even hesitate,

"Oh- Weiss, honestly." Winter looked disappointed, "I was meant to have a meeting with the Ace-Ops this afternoon, I cleared my schedule for you."

"I- I think our little Snowflake has something important to say about this." Klein interjected kindly, his eyes turned from brown to yellow, "Go on, my dear. What about losing this Jaune's beard has you so upset?"

"Thank you Klein." Weiss smiled at him, "as I was saying-"

"Uh, hold-up!" Interrupted Ruby, "Weiss, are you sure this is a good idea?"

"What do you mean?" Weiss raised an eyebrow,

"Well, like," Ruby tried to find the words, "Is this really something we need to cry about?"

"I still don't follow." Weiss shook her head,

"Dude, it's a frikken beard!" Yang found the words quite easily, "It's not like we need to have a ceremony for it!"

'. . . Thank you?' Jaune wasn't sure how to feel,

"Again, you seriously dragged us here to talk about that?" Yang put her hands on her hips,

"Well, how couldn't I?" Weiss threw her arms up, "I needed to talk to someone about this! Preferably a group of people. I mean, it's a completely, criminally rotten shame he doesn't have it anymore!"

"And that wolf tail too." Blake purred quietly, wiping her nose with a loud sniff,

"You see?" Weiss pointed to her teammate, "She understands!"

"Wait-a-moment, now I'm confused." Whitely raised his hand, "Were you friends with some one named Jaune, or were you friends with his beard?"

"Eughhh . . ." Winter shivered in her seat, "Whitley, please. Don't talk like that."

"Why not?" Whitely was genuinely puzzled,

"The picture it paints isn't one I'm interested in seeing." Winter didn't miss a beat,

"I beg your pardon?" Whitely still didn't understand, "I just want to know who we're holding this funeral for . . . And if I should feel sorry for, um, whomever we're talking about."

"Why is that important?" Winter blushed and wrinkled her nose,

"Well, I'd feel quite offended if someone mourned something so superficial about me." Whitely reasoned, "It'd be like if we held a ceremony for your hair before you dyed it white."

"You dye your hair?" Nora leaned over to see.

Winter glared at her little brother.

'No one was supposed to know.' She thought.

"I'd like to know whether we should do this for your father." Remarked Willow, "I think I prefer the idea of celebrating his mustache rather than the man himself."

The two considered.

"It is what he deserves at the moment." Whitely conceded,

"I like the sound of that as well, Mother." Winter nodded, then she turned back to the podium, "By the way, which one is Jaune again?"

Jaune's stared and gaped. He couldn't tell if Winter was being sarcastic or if she really didn't know, but regardless, he didn't like that at all.

'I'm so glad the first time I broke you a twenty was also the last time I ever broke you a twenty.' He thought grumpily, 'I worked with you for six months, and you don't even know my name? You literally ditched me in the Central Location like three days ago!'

Suddenly.

"BARK-BARK-WOOF-WOOF-LOOK-AT-HIM!" Nora did her best impression of an excited chihuahua, "HE'S SO HANDSOME AND COOL HERE!!

By now, Weiss had brought up a projected image of The Rusted Knight's true face. Jaune slapped his thigh, he was shocked but mostly confused.

'Who took that and when?!' He wanted to shout.

The picture Weiss used wasn't very flattering. It showed a very frantic Jaune, with his hand on Juniper's snout. His hair looked good, and it captured his beard nicely, but he had been a total mess there.

The look in his eyes did nothing to help.

That this was even happening made no sense.

Where was team SSSN when you needed time to bond with the bros over things we all understood?

"Thanks to Ruby," Weiss was still oblivious to Jaune being there, "the Visage has permanently been made immortal. And you have my eternal gratitude."

All eyes, except for Blake, turned to Ruby, who didn't look the least bit ashamed.

"My beastly bestie glowed up so good!" Ruby insisted, "Everyone deserves to know it! Look at him! LOOK AT HOW GOOD HE LOOKS!"

Blake hadn't taken her eyes off the picture; she didn't need a second telling. She was practically drooling, but interestingly, Yang wasn't very upset about that.

"Well said, I concur." Weiss nodded.

And the others murmured their agreement.

"What's he putting his hand on there?" Emerald tilted her head, "Is that a deer or like an elk, or something?"

"Oh, it's so cute." Oscar smiled,

"Look at those beautiful eyes!" Added Willow,

"That was Juniper." Explained Weiss, "The Rusted Knight's faithful jackalope."

"I WANNA RIDE THE BUNNY!" Nora shouted suddenly,

"Phrasing . . ." Ren sighed and clapped his forehead,

"As far as this creature is concerned," Put-in Winter, "head-pats and ear-scritchies are of the highest order."

"Wait, the who?" Whitely stuck his pinky in his ear and wiggled it out with a pop, "I can't have heard that right. Who's jacks-a-lot did you say-?"

"You heard me correctly, Whitely." Said Weiss, "Juniper is a jackalope, and she belonged to the Rusted Knight."

She smirked broadly.

"Whose hand is on her snout in the picture." She added.

"Wait, what?" Ren perked up,

"Our friend Jaune is, in fact," Weiss said proudly, "The Rusted Knight from the beloved children's story: The Girl Who Fell Through The World."

Everyone but Team RWBY reacted.

"No . . ." Emerald gaped, "You're lying."

"But-!" Winter looked like she might lose her mind, "But the Rusted Knight was an older man! I thought you said this Jaune was a friend of yours from Beacon?!"

"I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT!!" Nora was thrilled, her eyes sparkled like polished gemstones, "I KNEW I HAD A REASON FOR CALLING HIM FEARLESS LEADER!! AND EVERYBODY DOUBTED ME!"

"But how?" Ren was more impressed, "That story was written almost two hundred years ago."

"Wait, that story was real?" Weiss knew she had Oscar's and Ozpin's full attention now,

"Indeed," She said, "The Girl Who Fell Through The World is, as it turns out, a true story. But certain events were either written out or altered to tell a much better one for children."

The others all wanted to know more, but Weiss quickly hushed them.

"As I'm sure this picture clearly shows," She said grandly, "Jaune's beard truly was a beautiful thing. The edges were a bit crooked, and the corners were somewhat unkempt, but it was thick~ and full~."

Jaune furrowed his brow.

'Am I hearing this right?' He was sure he couldn't be.

"The strands of grey mixed in with his blonde hair," Weiss seemed lost in her own little world now, "like veins of silver lost amid a field of gold, forever twirled and twined like clouds in the early morning sky."

Still looking at the picture, the others appraised his look, like critics at an unveiling. Although, none of them could remember a time when the sky appeared gold.

"And lest I dare myself to neglect," Weiss added quickly, "the way it shaped his~ beautiful face~."

Again, the others collectively agreed.

'Wait a sec, my beautiful face?' Jaune couldn't believe it, '. . . This woman is on drugs.'

"To summarize for those of you who are lost in my explanation, because I know that's possible now." Weiss paused impressively, "Jaune's beard was a hot, sexy thing, and it deserved its own article and three-page-spread in a Reader's Wives magazine."

"Why do you know what those are?" Ren was smirking.

"By the Gods . . ." But Weiss hadn't noticed, "Just looking at it had me weak in the knees and positively dripping~! I'm so sure that if I'd taken my panties off and gagged Yang with them, I could've shut her up for once."

"Ew." Ruby grimaced.

"PFFFFFT!" Blake palmed her face and tried not to laugh,

"Dude, I dare you to try that." Yang didn't think it was funny, "I dare ya, I just dare ya!"

Whitely had clamped his hands over his ears.

"I DON'T NEED TO HEAR MY SISTER TALKING LIKE THIS!" He nearly shouted.

Winter and Willow started weeping. Though for very different reasons.

"I can't believe my sister would speak in such a manner!" She gasped and hiccupped, "It's- it's . . . It's undignified! She used to be so precious!!"

"My darling girl is growing up!" Willow dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief, "I'm so proud of you my dear!"

Klein just stared blankly and his eyes turned pink. He wasn't sure if he should laugh or cry. And when he decided to do anything, he promptly fainted.

Whitely caught him just in time, Ren and Oscar gave him a hand too, and they laid Klein down on a free bench.

"In closing," Weiss finished, putting the picture away, "I wish to say this. Fare thee well, oh glorious beard and tail! You shall be sorely missed-"

The spotlight went out, and darkness filled the room.

"Agh!" Shrieked Ruby, "I'm blind!"

Winter and Ren readied their weapons.

"Who's there?!" Demanded Weiss, "How dare you interrupt-"

"Okay, I've heard just about enough." Jaune's voice boomed from the back of the room.

The main lights turned back on.

Weiss saw Jaune and screamed for a second before calming down.

"Oh, hi Jaune!" She tried, desperate to save face, "I- um . . . How are you doing?"

"Well enough to know that I could have a three-page-spread in Dazzle." Jaune smirked.

The colour drained from Weiss's face, which Yang, Blake, and Ruby thought looked hilarious. They didn't think her skin could get any lighter.

Dazzle was a popular Health and fitness magazine, and it often showcased some of the best, most physically attractive people on Remnant.

Yang mentioned once that Weiss sometimes read them, but only when she needed . . . Inspiration.

"Oh." Weiss anxiously bit her lip, "Um, I see . . . Uhm . . . Wh- we- huhhh . . "

She took a deep breath and bit the bullet.

"How much of that . . ." She asked, "how much of that did you hear?"

Jaune was still smirking.

"I came in at around the 'Dearly beloved' bit." He answered.

Weiss's pupils dilated.

"Ah- . . . Ha . . ." Was all she could say.

Jaune's smirk became a smile.

"I'm not upset, just so you know." He told her.

"Ohhhh . . ." Weiss buried her face in her hands, "Gods, I've made such a fool of myself . . ."

"If nothing else, I just think it's funny." Jaune crossed his arms and cocked an eyebrow, "I didn't know I affected you like that."

"I thought you said you didn't think you had an affect at all!" Called Nora,

"I do now, apparently!" Jaune called back,

"Please stopppp." Weiss begged, raising her head, "Look, I'm sorry. I mean it, I am-!"

"Hey."

Jaune put his thumb on her chin, tilting her head up to look her in the eye. Weiss stopped at once.

"I forgive you." He said simply.

And for the third time since they'd met up again, Jaune have her a hug. Weiss's strength returned, and she threw her arms around him, squeezing tightly.

Everyone cooed as they watched.

"But you know," He reminded her, " I could always just grow my beard out again-"

Weiss jerked back in his arms.

"YES!" She didn't even hesitate and blushed when she realised what she'd done, "Uh- ahem! Please. Yes. Please. Please do."

Jaune wheezed and laughed.

“YOOOOOOOOOO-!!” Ruby, Yang, and Emerald laughed too, none of them could believe their ears.

"Okay, okay." Jaune recovered, silencing the crowd, "I'll grow my beard out again."

"EEEEEEEEEEE!" Weiss balled her hands into fists and jittered excitedly on the spot.

Blake was excited, too, and was bouncing in her seat with glee. Once again, Yang, surprisingly, didn't seem to mind. She just smiled.

"But if we want to do this right . . ." Now Jaune bit his lip, "I gotta ask you something."

He dropped down on one knee and took Weiss's hand in his.

Everyone gasped.

Was this happening?

"Weiss Seraphim Winona Schnee." Jaune proposed, "Will you do me the honor . . . of signing a prenup with me?"

The mood died at once. Strangely, Ren was the only one doing his very best not to laugh out loud.

"What?!" All the girls except for Weiss shouted,

"Wh-. Ah- eh- m, what." Weiss fumbled,

"There's always a catch." Winter sighed, shaking her head, "And Seraphim is my middle name!"

"Lousy blood-sucker." Muttered Willow,

"I'm surprised you know what that is." Realised Ruby.

For those who don't know, a prenup, or prenuptial is an agreement made between two people before marriage. It establishes either the husband's or wife's rights to property and support in the event of divorce or death.

Somehow, it rubbed the girls the wrong way, knowing Jaune would want one. Ruby, and Yang especially. They both knew there was no escaping death; they had lost their mother after all.

What they didn't like was the idea of planning for a separation.

Something about that felt . . . Underhanded.

"Listen, Momma raised a smart boy." Jaune liked to pretend he was, "If we really wanna do this, then I think we both deserve a little security. Don't you think?"

Now, Weiss was a practical woman, and she agreed that security was important. She pursed her lips together.

"Ahhhhugh fine," she sighed reluctantly, then thought carefully and clicked her tongue, "how about . . . Ten-thousand lien a month for you to stay by my side, that fair?"

"Well, I was thinking of- you whaaAATT??" Jaune stared at her in utter disbelief,

"What?" Weiss was surprised,

"You- you're kidding me, right?" Jaune recovered with a shake of his head, "ten-thousand?"

"What? What's wrong with that??" Weiss was very confused, "Is it not enough-"

"Weiss, are you trying to buy me or marry me?" He quickly stopped her,

"Ah-" Weiss paused,

"Ah-" Ren, Blake, and Yang paused,

"Ah-" Willow, Winter, and Whitley inhaled sharply through their teeth,

"Ooh . . ." Ruby winced, "Yeahhhh, you- you wouldn't have to pay him to do that . . ."

Weiss felt very ashamed of herself. She must have sounded a lot like her father just then. Throughout her entire speech, in fact.

Jaune's mouth morphed into a teasing smile and Weiss saw it.

"But-" She tried, "But you said-"

"I was joking," Jaune soothed her, "I don't really want a prenup. Are you THAT serious?"

By now, Weiss's face had turned incredibly pink. Any pinker, and she might pass out.

Yang leaned over to Blake.

"It's weird seeing him tease people like this." She whispered.

"Mm-hm." Blake agreed.

"Well . . ." Weiss tried again, "I . . . We've both done a lot of growing since we met at Beacon."

"Well, yeah . . ." Jaune nodded, sheepish.

"And . . . I can see now, with the benefit of foresight . . . And . . . hindsight, I suppose . . ." Weiss admitted, "that I'd be quite happy to share a future with you."

"Foresight and hindsight?" Jaune cocked an eyebrow again.

Weiss was about to speak again, but her thoughts were cut short, however, as a loud voice broke through the building tension.

"Oh, NOW you like him." Nora wasn't impressed.

Weiss jumped.

"Well?" Nora leaned in expectantly, pinching her fingers together and shaking her hand, "Speak-a da Basic! Do you like Jaune-Jaune for Jaune-Jaune, or because you know how sexy he's gonna be when he's your mom's age?"

"A-And- and what if I do?" She tried not to look embarrassed, "I'm grown up enough to admit when I'm wrong. Or- when I have been."

"Ah- excuse me," Willow raised her hand, "I'm not nearly that old."

No one argued that.

Nora put her hands on her hips and shook her head.

"Listen, Weissy, if you didn't like his goofball-hero era, then you don't deserve him as a full-blown DILF." She proclaimed, as if it were ancient wisdom, "I don't care if you don't think you're marrying him for the beard or not, ya gots ta earn the rights to it."

"Nora . . ." Jaune couldn't be angry,

"Look, I'mma be honest," Nora said, turning to him, "You know I've always thought you were hot, but if the chips were down and we didn't have Ren, I'd've totally gone out with you."

Everyone stared at Ren, who nodded.

"It was mutual." He said plainly,

". . . Seriously?" Jaune was touched,

"With or without the beard." Nora smiled, "You're still our Jaune."

Behind everyone, Oscar was just confused.

"Wait-wait-wait, I still don't get it." He scratched his head, "What does the beard have to do with it?"

He came from a certain part of Mistral where beards were considered hard on the eyes, especially if they weren't trimmed properly.

Emerald gave him a pitying look and patted his cheek like an over-concerned aunt.

"Eh, I'll tell you about it when you're older, sweetie." She promised.

Oscar blushed. He wasn't sure how to feel about being called 'sweetie' by Emerald of all people.

Jaune, meanwhile, was blushing too and had looked away.

"Daaaaammnn." He fidgeted, "You got me twirlin' my hair and-"

Jaune reached up, and remembered.

"Oh yeah . . ." He wrinkled his forehead, "The haircut."

Everyone laughed again, even Jaune. Looking out at the sea of smiling faces, from friends both old and new, he felt happy for the first time in years.

It was great to be back to his old self again.

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short-wooloo · 8 months

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No, The world between worlds is not in Rise of Skywalker

People will just come up with anything won't they?

Apparently it's a not too uncommon belief that the wbw is in ROS

Why?

Well, there seems to be 2 reasons given for why

1. Because during the final battle with Palpatine Rey looks up to the starry sky and hears voices...

Ok, this one is deeply rooted in "it looks/sounds the same therefore it is the same"

Additionally, this is not how the world between worlds works

The world between worlds is explicitly another dimension (and we'll cover how you even get there later) that has windows into different points in time, past and future, the people in said windows cannot interact with you because they exist in their own points in time

In ROS, Rey hears the voice of multiple deceased Jedi, people who she has never met, addressing her directly, that alone is proof that it is not the wbw (I mean there's a lot of easy definitive proof that this isn't the wbw because the basis for it being such is flimsy but I digress), because the wbw offers windows into the past/present/future, and more importantly, the people in those windows cannot interact with a person seeing them through the wbw

Furthermore, Rey communing with the deceased Jedi is a case of narrative payoff

In her first scene the film establishes that Rey has been trying to commune with the spirits of past Jedi, this scene is her finally accomplishing that goal, this isn't anything deeper, it's basic story structure, you set your protagonist up with a goal, and you have the achieve it at the climax/near the end

Reason 2.

Books

Frikken books

See, apparently because the one of the sacred Jedi texts talks about the wbw, that equals it being in the film

Now I actually own and have read the ROS visual dictionary, and here's what it has to say about the wbw:

"Unattributed visualization of the chain wotlrlds theorem, also known as the world between worlds, or vergence scatter"

That's it, that's the full extent of the wbw being "in" ROS, it's never is brought up in the movie, we never read the book it's in, all we have is a visual dictionary saying "this page of this book has doodles of the wbw"

Also, something people really need to understand is that these books don't really mean anything

They're not hard immutable canon that the films must adhere to, they're written by different people from the movies often with little input between the two

Visual dictionaries don't really matter, they're just "books of neat facts"

By the way, this whole page is not something that should be taken at face value, it is noted here that these books are rich in metaphor a blend myth and history

So yeah, wbw ain't in ROS

So why do people want it to be in ROS?

So they can have a way to undo the sequels

(Thanks to @tarisilmarwen for this)

Yeah, the wbw can't do that

That's kinda what the whole episode of Rebels is about, Ezra can't use it to change time, and why can't he do so? Well, because:

A. He doesn't know what will happen, butterfly effect and whatnot, the results could spiral out of control and he could just make things worse

B. Paradox, the bigger issue, if Ezra saves Kanan, well that means Kanan is no longer holding back the explosion, thus Sabine, Hera, and most importantly, Ezra himself will die

C. Its wrong to change time, it's fundamentally un-Jedi like, its taking the universe and countless lives and bending them to what you want, its selfish, that's not what the Jedi are, a true Jedi would never do this, to change time like this is what a sith would do

Which gets into

Temptation, the wbw is temptation for Ezra

That is the narrative purpose of the wbw in Rebels, it comes at a point where Ezra is at his lowest, its a test for him, will he remain true to the way of the Jedi? Or will he give in to the dark side?

But why he could save ahsoka?

Well here’s the thing, did he? Did he save ahsoka?

Or was that always meant to happen?

See, saving ahsoka doesn't cause a paradox because we already knew ahsoka survived, we saw her reenter the malachor temple at the end of Season 2 (there’s a serious bit of revisionist history going on here where people either forget this or outright ignore this fact) she was already alive, Ezra didn’t change the past, he caused it to happen the way it happened, its a closed loop

“But what about Palpatine?” Surely him trying to gain control over the wbw proves that you can in fact use it to change time right?

Palpatine’s attempt to control the wbw doesn’t mean it can change time

Palpatine certainly thinks he can rule time, but more importantly he doesn’t care if messing with time causes paradoxes or catastrophic consequences

Whether the rules regarding changing the past are soft (you can't change the past because you have no idea what will happen) or hard (you can't change the past because you'll create reality destroying paradoxes), Palpatine would do so anyways

Palpatine is fundamentally a selfish sociopathic person, he'll destroy everything if he can rule the ruins

And even if he can't alter time, the knowledge the wbw grants is dangerous, its a window into the past and future, using it Palpatine could have learned of the existence of the Skywalker twins early, or where surviving Jedi have hidden, or seen how he dies, Palpatine knowing these things could lead to disastrous consequences

Lastly we get to how one enters the wbw, (and why it's obvious that the wbw isn't in ROS)

For starters, you can't just accidentally end up in the wbw, as the claim for it being in ROS relies on, to get to the wbw, you need to be in the right place, and actively trying to get there

In Rebels Ezra enters the wbw through a gateway in the Lothal Jedi Temple

So yeah, you can't just stumble through it randomly

But more importantly, it's a Jedi Temple that he enters through, aka a place of the light

So why in God's name would you be able to just accidentally enter the wbw on exegol, aka sith cult planet?

The answer: you can't

(Also if a way into the wbw is on exegol why isn't Palpatine focusing on that?)

The wbw, a place that is specifically out of reach of the sith/dark side, has only ever been accessed through gateways in areas of the light

That's why Palpatine needed Ezra to get it, that's why he had to use a dark side ritual to try and capture Ezra and Ahsoka while they were in the wbw, he could effect them but not it, and of course it is why the wbw is not in Rise of Skywalker

Goodbye, and use critical thinking skills

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themarysuep · 8 days

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I'm sorry but people refusing to accept Kamala as an x-men is getting annoying. Especially when x-men 97 is doing so well and is the only thing Marvel stans are talking about. Why do y'all suddenly not want Kamala to be a part of the mcu's current most successful team if y'all care about her so much? Something off there. Kevin Feige is trying to push for Kamala, he is not sabotaging her character. Which other character gets a tv show then a movie the next year then the actor gets to write multiple comic book series then she gets a cartoon where she's basically the lead???!

I personally don't vibe with mutant Kamala bc I like the inhuman storylines Kamala was involved in. Most people don't even know about Kamala's interactions with the inhumans but are making a fuss about her being a mutant. And I do think the x-men can lowkey be a little annoying (Emma's little speech) but everyone frikken loves them. Marvel has not reduced her appearances. If anything, she has more appearances in comics lately.

Kamala is currently in Iman's Mutant Menace, Avengers Twilight and Miles' Spiderman, which I've read and are all great. Her appearances in this fall of Krakoa storyline or whatever is only one appearance. AND her mcu appearances have been incredible. And tbh her comic books need to learn a thing or two from her mcu counterpart bc they've handled her character so well.

#kamala khan #ms marvel #the marvels #marvel mcu #marvel comics #iman vellani

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decolonize-the-left · 1 year

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The White Hollowness, how I loathe it. I want to have culture that isn’t just American^tm

When the Italian hand meme came about for a bit I loved it bc I do that on a regular basis unironically 🤌 but great grandpa decided no no Italian when he got here so he didn’t teach the language to any of his kids so it was immediately lost. We still love our garlic, our pasta, mi mama says scuzi rather than excuse me. Traditions? Nope. History? Absolutely not.

My dad had frikken lederhosen growing up and yet again nothing was passed down from German heritage. Great grandpa + grandma came over and idk I guess they just stopped >:/

Try to engage with what should technically be part of my culture and just feel like such an outsider.

We more than likely have relatives out in the respective countries that we know nothing about and have no way of finding or connecting with them. We were essentially severed from our roots

Instead I’m stuck here with baseball, beer, hamburgers, guns, 4th of July, etc. like there’s a lot that is white American culture but it’s all like? Really superficial when you think about it if that makes sense?

This is getting long I’m sorry but I wanted to tell you I liked/appreciated your recent post about it. I didn’t think about how some of the experiences would be similar to some native people but it makes sense. It’s not the same by any means but like you said, there could be more similarities than one would think.

Colonization is just such a poison. It’s hurt and or destroyed any country it’s..well, colonized. It’s like an invasive species if that makes any sense to anyone but me. You put this where it shouldn’t be (not it’s natural habitat) and it proceeds to destroy the entire ecosystem

I hope you have a good night!

Felt. That's how the Mexican side of my family is too, just scraps of culture. I never even learned Spanish cuz nobody taught me. We got some food and a couple things to light a candle for and That's it. My grandma was a first gen immigrant. If I didn't already know that though, I wouldn't believe it because she's assimilated so much.

I'm old enough to have my own family now and it's insane how performative and hollow it feels to try celebrating things none of us are actually invested in or believe in. But if we don't celebrate Easter or Christmas... We have almost nothing. We were left with hardly anything.

So I definitely get the feeling of celebrations being really superficial.

I'm glad you liked the post ✌️

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Dear Diary

We actually found something today!

Amity Park's forests are much bigger on the inside than they are on the outside! I have no idea how nobody has managed to find this out yet!

We found like some sort of weird pocket dimension. Inside it was night, but it was day when we entered. I don't think it's the same sky we have outside. The moon was a kind of weird pale blue, and the stars were a mix of green, white, blue, and weirdly enough, pink.

I looked for some of the constellations I recognized, but some of them either moved or disappeared completely. It didn't look like our sky in any way. I need to do more research, but I think this sky is similar to how the sky would look in the southern hemisphere! Even if it's not, it's really cool!

We also found a bunch of tiny little orbs of light flying across the sky! They looked so pretty! And they were so friendly! Most of them swirled around my head, but some of them went to go say hi to Sam and Tuck! They were just so cute!!

I loved being there with them so much! It felt so magical! When they were around me, it felt like I could do anything! I don't know why, but they just make me happy! It looked like Sam and Tucker felt the same, but they clearly weren't as happy as I was!

I just want to hug those little guys so. frikken. BADLY!!!

But, in any case, this proves it! These spaces won't be going anywhere any time soon! From what we saw in there, the space is really structurally sound!

I think Dash would be relieved to know these spots are safe! And I think those little guys might just be able to lighten the mood enough to convince Dash without having to do much convincing! If the ghosts trust them, why can't the rest of us?

I think we should show Dash this place. I should ask Sam and Tucker about it, but as of late, they seem to be getting their own stuff they have to focus on as well. I'll ask them eventually. At least we found that clover Sam was looking for. I can see why she was after it.

But, still, I thought they'd both be a little more excited by the whole extra-dimensional pocket hiding in the woods with pixies or fairies or something living in it. I'm definitely going to show Dash this when I get the time. I just hope he'll be willing to take a chance on it.

Speaking of Dash, I probably won't get to show him this place if mister Lancer keeps giving me this much homework... I guess I'd better get started. I'd rather have some spare time tomorrow than to spend the whole day working.

This takes place before chapter 13 of The Kidnapping of Danny Fenton

[1] . . . [7] <- [8] -> [9]

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unorthodoxx-page · 2 years

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After you’ve finished recoil do you think you’d do anymore rottmnt avengers crossovers? Idk what they’d do but it might be fun to see the avengers learn how frikken wild the turtle’s lives were/are like

I've actually been throwing around the idea of doing missing scenes, cut scenes, one-shots, etc for this story. Like a series called Recoil-Sidebars or something cheesy like that lol. I have a few half-written ideas and strands that didn't really get a space in the story. For example: stuff with Mikey and Bruce, more Tony and Donnie, and even some Thor POVs that didn't make the cut. And who knows, maybe even some 'after the story' stuff with both gangs.

To be COMPLETELY honest? I kind of want to get Dr. Strange and Baron Draxum in the same room........possibly Draxum and Loki in a room too. Or some Mystic City adventures for a select few Avengers. I don't want to ramble, but it leaves the door open for me to jump around Marvels cinematic universe before the Snap (I'm not doing anything with the Snap so get it out of your mind. NO WAY I'm splitting up the family for five years! My heart wouldn't be able to take it!)

Also, I guess this is the perfect time to announce that the story is almost done. Probably just three or so chapters to go, but I'll know for sure by the end of chapter 8. I just looked at the word count and I've passed into 40k words! That's crazy to me! I'm just super excited that everyone has enjoyed it so far. After this, I'm going to finish Rook and then work on either my rottmntx2k12 or rottmntx2k3 crossover. I'm leaning towards 2k3 because I have a stronger idea but we'll see.

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Jayne Drabble #2

After failing to get into Diamond City, Jayne makes her way with Billy to Goodneighbor instead. It's got a friendly name, so it should be welcoming, right? Oh Jayne, you are so naive, because as we all know, Finn likes to extend his own special welcome to newcomers.

Jayne stared at the man standing before her in disbelief. "Insurance?" she echoed. "Are you fuc--" she faltered, aware of the ghoul child hovering at her elbow. Someone had apparently rescued him from a fridge some weeks before, then unceremoniously dumped him in the middle of downtown Boston. Jayne had agreed to help him find his way home again, and although it was highly unlikely that his parents were still alive... she still had to watch her language, lest he learns a few new words. "Are you freaking serious?" Jayne repeated. She was pretty sure that the last time anyone used insurance was before the War. She was also almost certain that the man's proposed insurance was nothing but a scam. That sneering smile was all too familiar... "Listen, I--" Before she could say anything more, however, there was the all-too-familiar crackle of an approaching radstorm, and Jayne knew that she did not have much time. She had to get inside now or things would turn ugly, and not just for her. Thanks to the experiments performed on her, any more radiation would result in Jayne turning into a ghoul--and very likely a feral one. She could deal with ghoulification, but turning feral and harming those around her was the last thing Jayne would have wanted. Taking a deep breath, Jayne struggled to regain her composure, because the last thing you wanted to do around these types of men was show that you were scared. "Listen buddy," she said at last, "I don't have time for insurance. And maybe I just like living recklessly." This last part was a lie; Jayne was careful, but she hoped that this would be enough to get the man to back off.

But she was wrong. Oh she was so, so wrong.

"Don't say I didn't warn you," the man said. His face twisted into an ugly smile as he pulled out a knife, causing the ghoul boy to yelp with fear. He seemed more like the type to threaten people with it than actually use it, but better safe than sorry. Not knowing what else to do, and certainly not wanting to draw blood (especially in front of a child), Jayne slammed her Pip-Boy against the man's head. Almost immediately, the man's eyes rolled backward, and he slumped to the ground. Jayne's heart was pounding as she grabbed the ghoul boy's hand and led him around the man. "Is he dead?" the boy asked. "Nah, just unconscious," Jayne said, hoping that the shaking in her voice wasn't too evident. Did anyone else see what happ--oh, of course everyone saw. She had a whole frikken audience, including an Assaultron. Fortunately, no one was drawing guns at her yet, so maybe this was acceptable behavior in Goodneighbor, or maybe everyone else had grown tired of Finn. "Come on, Billy, let's go inside."

#fallout 4 #fo4 #fo4 rp #fallout 4 roleplay #fallout 4 rp #fallout drabble #fallout 4 oc #fo4 oc

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Okay, no, but seriously if you read my stuff leave reviews. I want to know what you think of it. What you like and dislike. Heck, Frikken theorycraft if you want. As long as you're not telling me how to do my job (I once got a review on a fic that was basically telling me how I should write the plot of my fic in great detail and it's like if you want to see this plot so badly write your own fic but don't tell me what to write) I want to hear what you have to say.

#backset blabbers #fanfiction #fanfic

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56, 80 and 84 for nsfw questions

Wow! that was fast! Thanks for being our second response to this call out, too! Just a reminder, these questions and responses are STRICTLY 18+, do not ask or comment or even look if you are a minor. Anyway, Eddie was - um - busy after writing that first response, but he's back on deck now, so I'll pass it over to him. again:

Hey! You're back again. Jesus, @officialsimp4eddie, you really are insatiable. I love it. OK… here goes...

56: Would you have a problem with going down on someone if they hadn’t shaved their pubic hair?

There was this thing a while back where every girl I got with had shaved like, a landing strip down there. Just this little rectangle of hair right over the, you know, what do they call it? The mons? Yeah, that bit. It was fucking weird. What the hell was that all about?

Way I see it is, nature wants you to have hair, you have hair. It’s there for a reason. Like, if we didn’t have hair on our heads, we’d get pneumonia, right? I’m not sure why my Uncle Wayne has hair growing out of his ears, but he does and that's as nature intended.

Having said that, I am not a hairy guy, this mop on my head no withstanding. Like, I don't have a lot of hair on my chest, or my thatch, you know? So maybe if you’ve got a massive bush you want to trim and keep it neat? It’s all good. But I do not mind a full bush on a lady.

I like smoothing it back discovering that little glossy pink bay waiting for me to dive into, you know? I don’t mind getting in there with both hands and just holding her open so I can see what I’m working with. I don’t mind feeling her bush against my face when I’m making out with that pretty pussy, not at all. Sure, I might have to pull a few pubes out of my teeth later, but so what? It’s just hair.

80. Favorite sexual position?

In my experience - limited though it may be - it depends on your lady friend and how bendy she is.

Nah... I’m just shitting you. But it does come down to what she’s into. Like whatever happens, your dick is getting wet, right? You’re all good. But women, girls, ladies, all have different needs.

See, some girls don’t want you in too deep, all their pleasure is around the mouth of their cunt, right? Or their clit - like, don’t let anyone tell you different, most women need and want you to play with their clit for them to come, so you’d better frikken learn a) where it is, and b) how she likes it to be touched.

Anyway, I’m getting ahead of myself… Some girls, some women, really want you in there as deep as you can get, so you’re gonna want her to be as comfortable a she can be. You might need cushions, and pillows under her ass, you might need her on top - that’s a favorite, because she can just take what she needs from you, which is, let me tell you, fucking hot.

But OK, so this one time, I met this girl at a show in Indianapolis - she was going to school up there, like an arts major or something, super smart, but she liked to party, you know? Kitty, I think her nme was - which was funny see, because her pussy was fucking gorgeous.

Anyway, Kitty was a big, beautiful girl, with thighs that could snap a man in two. Swear to God. So we go back to her place, and her roommate is at her boyfriend’s and we’ve got the place to ourselves. So we’re making out on the sofa, and I’ve got her bra off, and my face is just buried in her tits, man. They were so soft, and squishy, and her skin - no shit - it tasted like caramel. I mean, I was high as a kite, but that’s what I remember.

So, we end up on the floor of her living room - like, I said I was high, right? - and Kitty’s fully nude, and there’s just ocean of her beautiful peachy flesh for me to touch and play with, she was fucking mmmmhm. *chef's kiss*

She’s lying there, half on her - on her back, with one leg over my hip, and I’m right up behind her, arms around her, my hands full of her glorious goddamned tits. And I’m kind of balls deep in this girl, right? But then she sort of… pushes me backwards, so it’s like she’s riding me, Cowgirl style, but we’re both on our sides? And she’s got, like one leg, between my legs, and I’ve got one leg between hers… like we’re scissoring, you know? Like chicks do together. I can hardly describe it, but it was so fucking intense. I was so deep in her, man, I could feel her heart beating with the tip of my dick.

Her head was thrown back, she had the most beautiful long dark hair, and my hands were just buried in it. And that was the best thing about that position, we were so relaxed, like everything was focused on that hot, wet place where we were joined. You know? I could see her whole body, see what I was doing to her, feel her just writhing there on my cock.

So, yeah, if I have a favorite position, it’s whatever the hell Kitty taught me that night. Man, I have her number somewhere in the trailer. I gotta give her a call.

84. Do you like dirty talk?

Are you fucking kidding me? I just told you about the time a big beautiful woman yoga-fucked my brains out on the living room floor. What do you think?

Seriously though. My favorite thing is when you ask a girl, “does that feel good, baby?” and she’s so lost in what you’re doing, she can barely answer you with words.

Pro tip: breathe that shit in her ear like you’re dying, and as long as you’re doing everything else right, she will come in seconds.

Holy shit, I’m going to need a goddamned wrist brace at this rate.

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LOL, YOGA-FUCKED? Amazing. Thanks Eds, see you later. Oh, Jeeze, like... can you wait to start doing that till I'm out of the room? Thanks, bud.

Check out the list of questions if you want to ask Eddie anything. And don't forget to check out my AO3 and my masterlists.

Also, I hate to ask, but would you consider reblogging? It really does help!

(CAVEAT: Y'all know this isn't really Eddie, right? Because he is a fictional character. This is a writing exercise. I have no connection or relationship to the Duffers or Stranger things. I'm just fooling around)

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