#but what i do know is im going to invent a time machine for the soul purpose of going back to 1972 with one goal in mind

[doctordiscosbignaturals]

current ripping up the floorboards with my teeth

#emmerdale farm (1972) #frazer hines #i’m sorry i think he’s hot #sue me #the black eye makes him look hotter there i said it #it’s the degen in me #anyways #don’t ask my why i find him so attractive #idk why #but what i do know is im going to invent a time machine for the soul purpose of going back to 1972 with one goal in mind

[tgcg]

this is my element (+ album)

asking me to pick my fave album is like asking an orphan matron to pick her favorite baby boy

thats some weird and cruel circumstances to put upon me i feel like it changes every damn week like a rota

i mean what if my beats misbehave and i gotta put 'em in time out i cant play permanent on that theyre too cute

but yknow what i can show you one thing thats been on my mind lately

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so when i was a kid we had this skateboard vid by "element skateboards" on DVD

they were this skateboard kit slash apparel company that was all about progressivism and shit and they did these much lauded comp tapes of dudes riding around on their boards and doing the dopest of macho tricks on the shit

flipping it turnways

putting the rock in the house like a big man

we had some of their merch actually

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so anyways the one we had back then was This Is My Element

released 2007

mostly clips from cali i think and i mean the camerawork is fucking insane on some of those shots

this is gonna sound lame as fuck but i prob spent so many cumulative hours just peelin through the footage and ogling the shit outta it

that framing was tight

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so you may be asking yourself or me

dave you genuine dicksucker i asked about your fav album not your favorite sordid ass display of smooth dudes hardcore riding and grinding them boards in public dude you have a problem

ok well that wasnt a question first of all so jot that down

but anyways to THAT i say

listen to the music

the whole thing has an original soundtrack of ambient beats

got some abstract hip hop jams, got some more indie stuff, lots of acoustic sampling

HELLA underground

and basically every track minus one is done by sampler beast david p. madson AKA "odd nosdam"

dude is my hero seriously

he is the master of the beat machine i shit you not hes always been kinda my idol on this stuff

aside from bro obviously

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obviously.

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anyways he had an E-mu SP-1200 which is a really oldschool sampler invented by dave rossum in the late 80s

revolutionary to the hip hop scene

nosdam had this mega distinct sound to his music that i always wanted to replicate on my own beats

still do

i dont know for sure if he used it on T.I.M.E. but he uses some of the same samples from "vol. 9" which was exclusively SP-1200 so im gonna get a lil j’accuzi on that

it couldve been a boss dr sampler SP-202 though idk

he had one of those

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so aside from beating the shit out of the pause/resume button to flip my whole cranium at the cinematography or whatever i would also kinda play it on loop to listen to the soundtrack and space out at 2am

the lonely broner seemed to free his mind at night

ok shit broner is good but i didnt mean it like that

that was goofy lets just keep movin

it was the only way i had to listen to it back then but i mean the video is 50 mins long so its basically just an odd nosdam album with accompanying ambient skater sounds and random expletives and whatever

random car sequence

yknow what i dont think people respect enough?

the dude who catches all the "mad stunts yo" on camera

i swear to god at least half the time hes ALSO on a board and that shit is bananas to me

bros gotta be on some whole other level of zen to skate good AND catch all them glamor shots of his fellow skater

thats like an express ticket to the ER imo

the ambulance is already on the scene watching you like an eager crow watches a half dead dog

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ok gonna go ahead and lay it out flat

not great on a board myself

kinda dogshit at it actually

so maybe im not exactly an arbitrator of skateboard heinousness

but i always kinda liked watching THEM do it i mean who doesnt?

whats an even crazier layer to stack on the "dave" cake is

and dirk told me this because unfortunately it kinda happened post-2009

he would do all these collabs with one of my childhood favorite underground rappers david cohn aka serengeti

surrounded by daves left and right dude even before all the time travel horseshit

thats like

serendipitous as fuck i think!

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if sburb was just a revolving door of artists called dave that i could bump fists with

instead of other mes in various states of aliveness tending toward extremely dead

i wouldve probably given it something higher than 2 stars on my TGN review

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so yeah you ask me my favorite album its T.I.M.E. by odd nosdam i guess

bump that shit on a walk your mind will go places unknown to man

#dave strider #homestuck #comix #this is my element #the way i drew dave posing here is rly heavily inspired by askinsufferableprick btw #welcome to strider infodump hours

[ruikeremi]

From my other post of diamond!Reader i was actually thinking if i should make a pearl! Reader as well now im flooded with ideas and i have school later at 6am and im still not asleep because of these thoughts not letting me sleep

You guys can decide whatever color the reader is-

Here are some of what i thought of:

Diamond!Reader who has a gem on their right hand, unlike the other diamonds she doesn't pick a planet to rule, instead she makes her own world using her powers, which is creation she can make anything she wishes but it has a limit the more she uses this power the more that she grows weak, she rules no planets and only helps the other diamonds rule their planets or find a unclaimed planet and tells it to the others, she is also considered the right hand person of white diamons

Diamond!Reader is close to pink diamond every time pink diamond is locked up on the tower she always visits her and a company her, the two were close Diamond!Reader sees pink as family and they barely talk to the other diamonds they're a quiet person around the others but she talks a lot around pink

Diamond!Reader who found the land of Khaenri'ah in which had no gods ruling over it they wanted and only humans at first they wanted to tell the others about this unclaimed land but the mortals in it peeked their interest as they witnessed them create and build these machines it amazes them that a mere mortal can make such a wonderful creations just by the things around them

Diamond!Reader decided to visit the nation to see in their own eyes the creation of these mortals, as they spends more and more time on the nation they felt an attachment to the people in it, and they had been hanging out with dain lately they felt like they were home and informed pink about this discovery and they're relationship with the mortals making pink shares about the new planet that was finally given to her to rule, earth

Diamond!Reader was well known in Khaenri'ah as they helped with some machines and inventions, some of it they created themself with help, making them quite popular as they help and participate in some inventions known to the nation, the people had viewed them as a very important person as without their help some of their inventions/creations weren't made thus they have build statues of them and they were well known by everyone

Diamond!Reader was also viewed as inspiring and admirable that some writers had decided to make a book about them, they're contribution to their country and to the way they help all of them to raise even more

Diamond!Reader who starts to neglect their job as a diamond and was in the mortals world to see and learn about the mortals, they have also met a blonde traveler from afar in which they have been trying to get to know as their friendship grow, so did their relationship with the diamonds fell as they haven't been going to their meetings nor helping the other diamond

Diamond!Reader was scolded by white diamond seeing her smile makes them shiver as she had no choice but to stop visiting Khaenri'ah, once they were informed about the rebel of one of pinks people and the troublesome things that it resulted they had gotten ready for the war, not before pink has told them about it, that rose and her is the same and she was only doing this so that she can live peacefully in earth, they agreed to keep this a secret

Diamond!Reader became busy with their responsibility as a diamond that she had forgotten about Khaenri'ah, and only remembered it when they were staring at the stars pondering thinking that it had been a long time since they last visited it they revisited the nation only to find it in a mess there were no more people and the joyous laughter of kids was no longer there and the warm smiles of the people and the welcoming aura is long gone

Diamond!Reader stared at the now fallen country and saw a familiar blonde haired traveler running to them as they asked what happened and claimed that the seven gods had destroyed it because it had no ruler, making them taken back from this information

Diamond!Reader felt heart broken as the joy and warm smiles of the people in Khaenri'ah have now turned to ashes, at least that what they thought as they decided to leave Khaenri'ah their heart yo heavy from the guilt that they couldn't protect Khaenri'ah and its people, they left Khaenri'ah and decided to leave to see more of teyvat

Okay so-, i have no idea what i just wrote, yes teyvat wasn't invented by diamond reader because i think i remembered that the diamonds would take a planet take every living land from it i think?- and mold the existing planet to whatever they please, diamond reader won't be doing that and instead only be views as a good because of the books and inventions they helped made, I'm sorry if some of it don't make sense, this is my first time writing so please forgive me if i made any mistakes or confusing things-

Its 1am rn, and i started writing this at 12am- so I'll prob head to sleep even though im supposed to wake up at 3am but whatever- I'll try to improve and try my best yo remember genshin and steven Universe lore because it has been a long time since the last time i have read them and i recently deleted genshin but i do remember the lore, so stay tuned! I'll try my best, slow updates too, it is a self aware, just wait for updates and I'll def explain it more for now ik brain dead and in need of sleep, see y'all!

Again this is my first time writing so forgive me if i make mistakes

#yandere genshin x reader #genshin impact x you #yandere x reader #yandere wanderer #yandere genshin #self aware genshin #genshin cult au #steven universe #diamonds

[moonshynecybin]

it’s probably been said already but rosquez howl’s moving castle

INSANE!!!!!!! vale's tiny earring vaguely androgynous wizard swag... old man marc... this got long?? under the cut

and see the thing is. i think this is a unique kind of torture for someone like marc. truly. like marc knows he's hot. marc enjoys people thinking he's hot. even in this universe, where he's sadly running the family shop so alex doesnt have to, i simply must believe he has six pack abs and is in fact invested in making people look at them. like he views his body as a machine, hes very active, he would NOT enjoy all of the new aches and pains and limitations that come with being magically EIGHTY. so after the witch of the wastes (uccio?? someone jealous and in love with vale LMAOO) brushes in to the hatshop that night and hates marc on sight/fundamentally alters his body, i think he IMMEDIATELY starts militantly looking for a solution.

the solution: the wizard valentino is this oft elusive but INCREDIBLY charismatic wizard known by whisper and rumor to a. be insanely powerful and b. eat the HEARTS out of his young suitors. and marc (CRAZY MAN.) goes oh well im not hot anymore so he wont do that to me. i will make him fix me! and then he invites himself into vale's home and refuses to leave! says i am your new HOUSEKEEPER. and you will help me break my curse thank you :)

BUT: instead of a mystical and powerful wizard, hes confronted with the HOT GUY that he met several weeks ago that he helped escape from the witch of the waste's GOONS. he was like. walking home. and vale (in his big poofy shirt) whisks him into a scheme... looks at marc all bright eyed mischief... and marc hasnt had any enrichment in his enclosure in so long and just feels LIT UP from the inside, falls into step with vale immediately, matching him as they go. feels ALIVE for the first time since alex took his apprenticeship in another town... so he helps vale escape, flirts with him a LOT and laughs even more. smitten. but crucially and unfortunately, he also has NO idea who vale is throughout this. so later when he walks in the door and finds out that the guy he has a major crush on is also THE WIZARD VALENTINO. who also has a small FLEET of HIGHLY SKEPTICAL teen boy apprentices that marc is now kind of in charge of coparenting and like. convincing to clean their rooms, its a bit of an insane time to be marc.

so some WILD but highly amusing control freak behavior from marc ensues.. lots of little frictions as he arrives... pushback from the kids, vale acting cold and dismissive, a brand new body that doesnt do what he wants it to do... but after a while, marc MAKES space for himself. forcibly improves their lives. settles in to a FAMILY and CRUCIALLY starts emotionally fulfilling the little feral animal inside him that yearns to throw himself off of motorcycles at high speeds. get this many adrenaline seeking freaks that know MAGIC in one place and they are inventing new types of danger Know This. marc is with vale and the kids doing insane shit. and for the first time since he took over his family's shop, he is allowing himself to do what he LOVES. find his purpose. enjoy a community. relieve some of the crushing weight of familial responsibility. its literally the best hes ever felt. and he is. SO in love. so so in love.

BUT im gonna pull something from the novel here: marc is also an incredibly powerful sorcerer. has been forever. he just has NO IDEA. like i see marc literally his entire life using magic in little ways to influence all of the crazy thrill seeking stuff that he's done, but entirely unintentionally. but vale fucking knows. could see it the second they met. in FACT. marc has already broken his curse (marc doesnt know that). but he likes sticking around vale. so he's unconsciously keeping himself old so he can avoid leaving. truly, like when he isnt thinking about his body and hes normal and happy he looks like his actual age. marc with silver hair just laughing with vale and the boys... smile lines staying there but wrinkles fading more and more as time passes... he doesnt want to go back to his old life!!! back to being unremarkable in the hatshop like he knows he should!!! and everytime he remembers he looks decades older... but vale doesnt want to lose him either. so he doesnt tell him. but he also vant make a move with it hanging over them like that... so they live in a fraught equilibrium of pining that is also lowkey a marriage LMAO. like you are coparenting. jesus.

EYE THINK. that the breaking point here is alex returning at some point. talking with marc. and marc is. SO happy to see alex. smiling as hard as he can. but also he looks older than he's looked since he first arrived. all of that responsibility and guilt rushing back for abandoning his life at the hatshop. and it TEARS into vale like omg i am keeping him here selfishly away from his brother.... so he sends him away, "breaks" his curse. and marc thinks hes being DUMPED. and thats how the divorce happens....

#crucially. he takes marc back to normal ass italy at some point. like howl does in the book where hes a rugby player from whales #this is post divorce nad they have a ranch dayyyyyyy #motogp #callie speaks #asks #rosquez #vale staring at marc sleeping under the stairs. hair gray but face unlined when hes dreaming.... when he isnt putting everything on himself

[gin-juice-tonic]

convinced that you were somehow secretly alive in the 60s/70s. what sort of secret historical resources and/or time machines are you using to expand your knowledge of decades past

Ha ha, I dont feel I do a particularly great job, but I always find myself getting into googling sprees when I just wanted to post about something simple. I'm always checking if x thing was invented yet, or popularized yet, and I end up learning a lot of new things... So I would say the best way to expand your knowledge is to ask a question about One thing, and let the research take you around in circles to answers you didnt ask for.

I talked more under here but it got long. Im putting it under a read more and bolding key words like an ace attorney game.

As for specific resources I've looked at... hm... I've gone through a lot of the old sears catalogs. There's websites out there that have ones dating all the way back from 1940 to 2017. That can give you ideas about (some) styles of clothes and furniture popular at the time. There's also websites dedicated to explaining certain decades of american fashion. Sometimes I read old popular science magazines, mainly because google books has every single one of them archived and available to read for free...

Youtube has a lot of videos of old advertisements, those are good ways to both get into some pop culture and see societal attitudes. I've watched a lot of infomercials and employee training videos for stan in particular lol. If you have specific places you want to know about you can search for videos of them. Tourism videos work well if its a famous area, if not some people upload their home movies onto youtube as well.

If you really want to, you can read books (or skim books) that were written, or had been popular to read around the time. Or advice/guide books for specific occupations. Biographies of people of different ages are great as well to learn about what life was like more in a daily way...

This is long, so I'm just going to list some things now. Blogs dedicated to histories of certain things (music, sports, gay history, 5 string banjos, columbo, whatever!), TV shows and Movies from the time period you were interested in, old comics, redditors who want to post old photos of their favorite old hangouts, and lastly, you could also just talk to older people. I've bothered my parents asking about disco, I've bothered asking my grandma about pads in the 1950s. Most people like to reminisce or complain about things from their youth lol...

oh. And I almost forgot. I've used Cassell's Dictionary of Slang a few times. Usually just to check if a phrase that I want to use existed yet. But then in the course of my search I end up finding something I think is funny

#um #i hope that helps #long post

[serxinns]

Yandere mha x Scarlet witch reader extras 3 : Big sister eri!

(This is mostly a Platonic yandere eri and reader time)

Context: Mei wanted to test one of her inventions in you but it went wrong so while mei distracts the class big sister eri will take care of ya!)

"Are you sure this is gonna work?" you said while carefully sitting down and wincing at your broken arm "Yep! I've made sure the machine is safe and harmless without any harmful side effects!" Mei said determined to try on her machine while she got everything ready "Now all you gotta do is go wear this helmet and attach that arm band on the injured arm and hold very still that's it!" Mei explained putting on her goggles when she noticed how you were still a bit nervous but you trusted Mei you knew she wouldn't hurt you

"Ready?" Mei said "Ready," You said and took a deep breath Mei typed some codes and pressed a button and the machine started to shake a bit and suddenly ur broken arm started to hurt less but your body began to change as well you noticed how you're clothes were getting oversized "Uh Mei?!" you called in a panic by when she looked back it was too late in front of her was a toddler version of her beloved darling all still under your UA uniform "Ba?" you babble out confused of where you are "Y/n?!?" Mei said in shocked she picked you up to get a better look of you and yep it was you

"You're so cute!" She squealed while she cooed at you and tickled you making you giggle and make funny faces until she realized that your classmates were prob looking for you she scolded at the thought of it she wanted to spend time with you especially when you were this adorable and giggly! She tried making up a plan of how to hide you when suddenly She heard a familiar voice

"Excuse me Mei" Eri Came into the lab twiddling her fingers and looking around "Yes eri how may I help you?" Mei said while coaching down to Eric's level "Have you seen y/n recovery girl say that they were with you they promised that I could draw on their cast" Eri replied "Uhmmm. Well, they're right there...." Mei pointed at the toddler shoving their first in their mouth while cooing,

"Y/N?!?" Erik said with eyes wide open "What happened to them?!?" "Well I was working on a rewind machine so the injuries would rewind and heal but it worked a bit too well," Mei said nervously while scratching her head "But since you're here I got a job for you!" "What is it?" Eri looked at the pink-haired girl confusedly "You're gonna hi- I Mean watch y/n for a while so I can make an antidote on them" Mei lied doing a fake bright smile "But I don't know how to watch them what if I hurt them" Eri frowned looking down on the floor "You won't I promise you plus just imagine yourself being the Big sister!"

"Big Sister..?" Eri questioned "Yea you can protect y/n from bad guys!" Mei said punching her fist in the air meanwhile Eri was deep into her thoughts her being a big sister to you?!? It was a dream come true she can teach you things you taught her make you watch all her favorite shows and teach you how to be the greatest hero! Oh man, she can't wait "YAY! IM GONNA BE A BIG SISTER" Eri clapped her hands excitedly picked you up ran towards her room her room had a big toybox and her bed was a all might themed she had a bunch of plushies on the bed as well and a tv

"So y/n what do you wanna do!?" the toddler tilted their head and looked at her confusedly "You wanna have a tear party" "Ba!" you babbled exciting clapping ur hands "Great lemme go get the tea supplies"

Eri: and when I said "Mirio you can't have any of my candies their mine!" he said I had to SHARE

Baby y/n: *bangs hands on table and spits bubbles*

Eri: RIGHT?!

During your time with Eri she would make you play with a lot of her toys but had to stop when u kept chewing on one of her Barbie heads eri decided to show u a jack in a box but you ended up crying because of the jack looked scary so the 2 of you decided to watch cartoons suddenly Mirio, tamaki, and neijire came in

Miro: Hi Eri! Hows i- whos little baby is this

Eri: This is y/n!

Mirio: oh that's n- wait what

Eri explained how y/n got turned into a baby

"ahhhhh! Y/n San is so cute!" niejire was squealing and cooing at you while Tamaki tried to calm her down so she wouldn't scare you but she didn't blame her tho you were so small and adorable like a small little kitten "Eri can I hold them for a sec please?" Mario politely asked "Sure but hold her gently," Eri said sternly while Mirio chuckled "I will" When he reached his hands trying to wrap you around you did a grabbing position Mirio wanted to squeal right there but kept his cool and gentle demeanor not wanting to startle you

when he picked you up it was like holding a kitten you were so small and so cute! And the way you looked up and giggled at him he could just die right there "No fair Mirio let me hold them!" Neijire whined while trying to reach to you "But y/n promised me to play with me" Eri had a grumpy face while having her hands on her hips "Why dont we all play together and watch y/n while Mei makes the antidote" They all frown but reluctantly agreed

During those hours the miri, eri tamaki, and neijire, we're all trying to have their little time with you, Mirio was pretending to know what you said making dramatic fate expression making u giggle Tamaki had an I sea of watching cartoon together so you all watch your favorite cartoon as a child (Mines was baby estein) and somehow fall asleep then it was neijire turn she was putting you in all sorts of cute closes taking pictures for herself and the shrine she has did your hair in many cute hair styles with hair pins and bows and eri's idea was to play tea parties together

"I GOT THE ANTIDOTE" Mei yelled but was quickly shushed by the group because Mei saw you asleep in tamakis arms they took you to the lab and made you wear the helmet the machine Started to shake and your body started to grow back as your original self

"Y/n! Your back"

"wtf just happened.."

Safe to say mei explained to you what happened and at this point, you were just tired of them all "Remind me to never be a lab rat to Mei" "Hey I said they were no side effects" yea no BAD side effects "I still kept my promise!" "Don't be so dramatic you were so cute as a baby" Neijire ruffled your head mirio and neijire chimed in as well as eri "You all are not helping.."

#yandere ua #yandere bnha #tw yandere #yandere x reader #Yandere eri #bnha fluff #platonic yandere #Child yandere

[pompadourpink]

Bonjour! I just saw the ask of the lost 17 year old and I cant help but feel like Im in a similar position. I'm 28 years old and I feel like I shouldve figured out what I want to do in life. I feel like I wasted my 20s on simply going with the flow and "ill figure it out later" mentality. I've also recently been fired from a job I should love but after three months I found so boring. I stayed there for a year just to get some exeprience. Now that Im unemployed again I get rejected over and over again and feel so useless. Even for jobs Im excited about the passion fizzles, and I dont even know what I want to do. Or what I'm even good at anymore.

Hello dear,

Dr Write too much, PhD, is back in the office, woohoo!

One, you're not supposed to have an epiphany one night and find out what your calling is. You don't have one. You're not a machine. You're a brain in a meat suit and you came without instructions, which means you don't have a function. Capitalism put us in this position. Existing is enough, and work is a human invention - food and shelter originally didn't have a price tag. We tend to think of the Ancient Greeks as the most advanced, wisest civilisation there's ever been. Do you think they wondered about what their manager is going to say if they dodged their phone call at 9pm on Friday or lost sleep over getting ghosted on Tinder? No, they had a lot of wine, a lot of bread, a lot of sex, and walked around in beautiful gardens with their companions. And they didn't feel bad about it. Why would they?

Two, you can reinvent yourself as many times as you want. Storytime!

When I went to Rome for my birthday back in 2018, I bumped into a Colosseo guide named Tahar who was around my boomer father's age and so happy to make a friend he started telling me about his life over breakfast, how he had studied physics, loved the stars, never had a family so he travelled a lot, had been in Rome for about a month, and gotten the job by hanging out around the Colosseo and having little talks with other guides in French, English, Arabic and broken Italian until their boss decided to hire him just because he was friendly. He even confessed that at night, he would go and have a drink in fancy bars to try and find tourists to sell tours to at a higher price so he could pocket the difference.

At the time, I was nearly 26, ten days away from leaving a terrible minimum-wage job, had lived in the same area of the country my whole life and the same city for 8 years, had a recently broken heart and was still recovering from a severe case of mononucleosis that is still to this day the worst pain I've ever felt.

I didn't stay in touch with Tahar because he got flirty and started insinuating that it wasn't too late for him to settle down and have a kid or two while holding my hands and that was not going to happen. However, I still think about him once in a while, when I catch myself being paralysed by fear of the unknown.

My guy had nothing, no house, furniture, wife, kids, local friends, parents, savings, was paid to ramble about history and make jokes in the sunshine, lived paycheck to paycheck; and he was happy, tanned, eating fruit and drinking wine with a huge smile on his face nella bella Roma, kilometres away from thinking of himself as a failure. He was doing exactly what he wanted, and where, and when, and with whom, and while he clearly wasn't a role model, he is the one person I have ever met who lived life on his own terms and is 100% going to die without regrets.

Three, take a step back. I talked about it recently but it is vital that we calm down and stop chasing numbers and short-lived adrenaline. Go spend a day outside, at the beach, in the countryside, the mountains - it doesn't matter, just away from home, and lay down, relax, and listen to what the world has to say to you. We all love to think that happiness is our number one priority, but it is rarely the case - I hinted about it in the 17-year-old post: if you think of your perfect day and compare it to your current circumstances, those two lists would be very different. We keep talking to people who make us miserable, eating stuff that gives us tumtum aches, wearing shoes that hurt our feet, and wonder why we are upset and can't sleep well.

And I'm guilty of that too. I have always had that mental image of the seaside, a walk on the beach, the sun, a dog, lavender ice cream, a man and a couple of kids running around, and then home, a movie, a blanket, the fire. I don't have any of that. I live in a very grey city, alone with my geriatric cat, working all day long, not knowing where to go, changing my mind constantly, thinking maybe I should just stay here and keep saving money for a house, drowning in my routines like a little hamster on a wheel. I love my life, but I'm not satisfied yet, because like you, my 20s were spent differently, and now I'm trying to catch up a little.

The truth is that I'll never be where my former classmates who took a different path are, but they will also never be where I am. They have more regrets than me. They look at my life, my freedom, my absence of morning alarm, my joy, my projects, my head full of dreams, and they envy me. I am *that girl* who spent an hour this morning looking up how to move to Barcelona as an entrepreneur within the Schengen space. You are her too, people just won't tell you.

So what do you do now? You find a part-time job you're not going to hate and won't have to take home at night so you can pay bills, you look for your joy until you find it, you explore your interests, figure out your goals, maybe see if you have a (current or potential future) skill you could use to start a side-business, alone or with another person, whether it's baking or tailoring, that you could do routinely without hating yourself after a while, and spend your free time doing exactly what you want. If it fails, the end of the road is very far away and you can always try again.

It won't be a waste of time. That's not how time works.

Love,

Mum

#ask #malks

[beananacake]

Hear me out, what if, WHAT IF, Phastos gifted a pair of like mechanical wings to Angel for her to fly one more time with Ikaris 🥺?

You know what? He definitely would do that.

I hope you like this!

Soar

(Ikaris x fem!guardian angel!reader)

Word count: 2.9k words

Warnings: Angel and her vulgar mouth, words like shit and ass and boobs, tooth-rotting fluff, smidgen of angst, brief mentions of death, some repetitive words (im sorry), affectionate Ikaris!, Angel and Ikaris being the babeys that they are

This is a part of the series Savior (Ikaris x fem!guardian angel!reader) I suggest you read this first before you continue with Soar. Or read this before Savior, idk. Do what you like, I'm not your mom lol

“Take off your shirt.”

You raised a brow at Phastos, looking at him curiously before your face broke into a shit-eating grin.

“Why, Phastos, you’d have to take me out to dinner first.” you teased and saw the Inventor Eternal roll his eyes. You chuckled at his exasperation. “Thanks for the offer but I’m married. And besides, I didn’t know you swing both ways now.”

“I don’t,” he replied shortly.

You grinned again. You walked around his little workshop—well, it was more of a plain generic garage, really. Phastos had no need for those human tools whenever he invented something; he just needed to wave and flick his hand and anything he had set his mind to would be made. Much like you with your powers, only yours were made of brilliant golden light and very limited to handheld weapons, or else they’d vanish once you let go of your fist.

“So, why do you need me here again? Other than to see me topless.” You turned to him, leaning back on a table as you watched him take his spot in the center of room.

“I want to perfect something,” he said. “You can keep your shirt on for the time being. This needs a bit of tweaking before I can have you try it.”

“What is it?” you asked, peering at the disassembled machine that hovered above the both of you.

“It’s… something,” he replied distractedly.

You smiled softly, letting him. Once Phastos was engrossed in his projects, it was impossible to pry his attention from it. You just walked about the place to entertain yourself, looking at the random stuff that were scattered everywhere. There were the usual home tools of grass cutters and wrenches and pliers, with the occasional wooden picture frame that was most likely Jack’s school project and a baking soda volcano took up a spot on the corner. There was a photo of Phastos’s family in one of the wonky frames and a photo of Jack and Ben tacked to the board. A table was cluttered with an unfinished project and another held a little birdhouse, half-painted. The whole room was messy, if not homey, and it looked really nice and domestic.

You turned to look at the little device Phastos was working on and neared it. “What’s it do?”

He shushed you. You made a face at your interruption and watched closely as he took a little piece of something to replace it with something in the something. Really, you had no idea what it was other than it was sleek, V-shaped, gold, and if you held it, would fit the length of your palm.

He did a little more of flicking and twisting and turning his hands before everything fell into place. The V-shaped machine floated before the both of you, bobbing in the air and likely waiting for Phastos’s next customizing.

“Ta-da.” he said with a beam, gesturing to the little item.

You looked at him expectantly, lips pursed. “Okay…?”

He sighed. “I don’t know why I bother with this family.”

“No, no!” You touched his arm, smiling apologetically. “I’d be as excited as you are if I only knew what it is.”

“These are your wings.” he said plainly and you had to blink before you processed his words.

“What?”

“Your wings. Since, you know, the whole fiasco at the beach years ago, I figured you’d want to fly again.” He looked rueful and shy and you knew he was apologetic for being the one to have urged you to try and temporarily blind Ikaris, but only to have your husband kill you for it by clipping your wings.

“It’s not your fault, you know. Ikaris was being a stupid ass then.” you said nonchalantly. “Plus, we needed to stop him from making more really stupid decisions.”

He cleared his throat. “Right. Yes. Well.”

You watched him, smiling to yourself. All of the other Eternals tried not to talk about that time in the beach but you knew it was inevitable. It was part of all of your lives; a test to the bond they had as a family and a clarity for you as to why you were a guardian angel to the most annoying, most pain-in-the-ass Eternal there was. Everyone came out relatively unscathed then—well, you were brought back to life so that counted.

You circled the device, leaning in to look at the little etchings on it. The symbols were a mix of Ikaris’s and yours. “It’s too small to even lift me from the ground.” You looked up at Phastos, smiling bashfully. “I mean, thank you. I’m sure this is amazing but I don’t see how this would work.”

“It would need your cosmic energy to activate it.” he said. “It should only work with your energy signature so no one else could use it.”

“Okay.” Cool. “How do I activate it?”

“Put your mind to it.”

“That’s Druig’s thing,” you deadpanned.

He sighed. You only grinned at him. God, how you loved teasing and riling up everyone in the family.

“How do you usually use your wings? I’d assume you just put your mind to it, like you do when you think about picking up a cup with your hand or kicking a stone with your foot.”

You nodded. He was right on that. “One thing, though?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t see the wings.”

“I don’t know what they look like,” Phastos said honestly. It was true; it had only been Ajak, Ikaris, Gil, and Druig who had seen your wings before they were cut off but they were the most magnificent wings you’ve ever seen.

You turned to him curiously. If Phastos could give you back the very same wings you had, you’d be eternally grateful. Pun intended.

“Are you going to remake them?” you asked gingerly. You did not want to hope. You’ve been used to being wingless for nearly a decade now. To have wings again was nothing short of a miracle.

“Well, you are.” he replied. “Like I said, put your mind to it.”

“Do you work for IKEA? Because your instructions are pretty vague just like their manuals.” You teased. “If I end up conjuring a black hole, it’s on you.”

“Y/N…”

“I’m joking.” You walked over to him and pulled him into a hug, squeezing him as tight as you could. “Thank you, P. You don’t know how much this means to me.”

Phastos patted your back and pulled away, smiling down at you. “So, let’s see how it is. Take your shirt off and turn back.”

You put your hand to the hem of your blouse but hesitated. You looked at Phastos unsurely, not knowing how to explain the many gash and slash marks that decorated your back.

“I’m not going to jump on you, if that’s what you’re worried about,” Phastos said when he plucked the device from air.

“Damn. I thought I was hot as hell. Well, there goes my self-esteem,” you teased again. You lifted your shirt slowly, unsurely, and turned back, baring to him your long history with human violence.

“Y/N—”

You flinched at the piteous tone in his voice. You hated it when they pitied you. “It’s ugly, I know.”

“Do they still hurt?”

“No. Only to look at, though.” You cleared your throat. “Can I keep the front of my shirt on? You might see the hickeys on my boobs.” you joked.

You could almost see the frown on his face.

“Were you always this vulgar?” he asked.

“Seven thousand years of life and you expect me to be prudent and demure? Besides, Jack’s in school. I don’t think he can hear us.” You crossed your arms across your chest, covering yourself as you turned to him. “So, what’s next?”

“I’m assuming the two slanted patches of skin were where your wings were attached once?”

“Yeah, the only virgin angel parts in my whole body.”

He groaned. “Y/N, so help me god—”

You laughed. “I’m sorry. I’m nervous. You’re giving me wings. You’re making my dreams come true.”

He sobered, smiling softly at you. “It’s nothing compared to what you’ve done for everyone.”

You shrugged. “Eh, it means a lot to me either way.”

Phastos turned and twisted his hands again, adding a bit more length to the device in his hands. He held it out for you to inspect. “Okay. I’m going to attach this to the base of your spine with these ends,” he gestured to the tops of the V, “connecting to where your wings were once. It should take a few seconds to read your cosmic energy signature before you could use it.”

“Is it going to electrocute me?” you asked as you turned your back to him again. “Because you’d probably forgotten but I’m made of some kind of organic material and I know I’m a good electric conductor.”

“It might sting a little but that’s only because I’m connecting it to your body. You don’t have to take it out ever again, even when you don’t use it.”

Cold, sharp metal tickled your lower back and the sudden sting of metal prongs digging in made you yelp out loud.

“Sorry,” you heard Phastos say.

“Is this permanently attached to me now? Like a classy tramp stamp?” you asked when you straightened.

As you were about to say another quip at your Inventor friend, you felt the surging of cosmic energy through you. It was a cold tingle that ran from the tips of your toes to the top of your head before settling in the two slanted spots of skin on your back. You felt it coming out of you, felt it take shape behind you and, with a bright surge of light, materialized into something that was concrete and familiar.

“Holy shit.”

.

You looked up at Ikaris, smiling when he placed your arms around his neck. You had arrived home just in time for him to come back from his errands and you both made quick work of dinner before coming up to your bedroom balcony. It had become a ritual, to come up there and watch the night sky as it got dark enough for him to fly the both of you.

“You still haven’t told me what Phastos wanted with you today, angel.” He nuzzled your nose with his, placing his hands on your waist and gently swaying you as if in a dance.

“What are you doing?” you asked, chuckling.

Above the both of you, the moon was big and red. A blood moon, you thought. Often it meant chaos and disruption but you found it fitting because it also meant change.

“Interrogating my wife.” he replied cheekily. “And dancing with her.”

You smiled. “I like the dancing part. The interrogation, I don’t think so.”

He nuzzled his nose against yours again. “It’s not much of an interrogation, anyway. You haven’t answered my question.”

You turned your head up and gently pecked his lips. “Why are you so interested to know?”

“You could be plotting something against me,” he teased against your lips.

“Please,” you said, offended. “I don’t need Phastos’s help for that. I’m perfectly fine plotting something against you on my own.”

He threw his head back and laughed. “I’m sure.”

You grinned.

“Was that what you were doing?” he tried again, searching your face.

You winked and kissed his lips again. You felt him smile against you. You placed your palm on his cheek and pulled away to look at him.

“It’s nothing serious, if that’s what you’re worried about. All three of them are doing okay. Jack is doing amazing in school. He got great marks on his test about Greek history today.” you told him. “So, are you going to fly me tonight, lover, or do I have to play twenty questions with you first?”

You felt your feet lift from the floor of your balcony. Ikaris held you firmly by the waist, bringing you easily with him to the skies. You kept close to him, watching as the both of you moved closer to the moon. You passed by the buildings of the Chicago skyline and went through the clouds. You held out your hand, feeling the soft mist of the clouds as it passed though you. You both emerged from the largest collection of clouds, hovering above it as you saw an unobstructed view of the blood moon. Below you, Chicago and its neighboring cities twinkled like earthly stars.

“Beautiful,” you whispered as you looked at the sight before you.

“Yes, you are.” Ikaris whispered back at you.

You looked at him, smiling a soft smile before pushing yourself away from him to freefall back to Earth.

“Angel!” Ikaris yelled in panic, watching as he groped the air to catch you from falling.

You closed your eyes as the air rushed around you with your descent, wetting you with the water vapor held within the clouds. You missed this, missed freefalling back to the earth and flying just as you neared the skyline. You never attempted to do that with Ikaris; you always held on to him whenever he flew you across the city. But now, with Phastos’s invention…

“Y/N!”

You opened your eyes, seeing you were still in the clouds, but Ikaris was nowhere near you. Not seeing him would have scared you on any other occasion but today, you were fine with that. You were more than okay with it, actually, because you wanted to surprise him.

You closed your eyes once again as you activated the device Phastos made for you. The cosmic energy in you swirled deep in your belly; you imagined golden tentacles extending to the far reaches of your toes and your mind and pulling it towards your center before exiting your back. Your mind went back to the day you first saw your majestic wings, to your reflection on the water as it showed the golden lights between your magnificent white feathers of various sizes, and you felt the change in the cosmic energy as it molded itself after your memory.

“Angel! Y/N! Where are you!”

You breathed deeply. The rush of the air was back and it rung in your ears. You were out of the clouds now, out of hiding… and, opening your eyes, you gave a mighty flap of your new wings.

“Y/N—!”

You hovered before your husband, smiling softly as your wings flapped to keep you afloat.

The device had been able to bend your cosmic energy to make your wings; a golden outline of every apex and curve, of the large primary flight feathers to the smaller secondary control feathers, to mark the place where your once majestic and awesome wings were.

The only thing Phastos could not replicate were your feathers. He said that while it was possible to make them, it would be difficult to hide them back when you had no need of it. It would’ve been wonderful to have them again but it was a sacrifice you were willing to make. So instead of those, more brilliant light filled the void of the outline. Your once white feathered wings were now made of radiant, golden, cosmic light. It shone brightly and brilliantly, like a beacon that surrounded and bathed you in its luminosity.

For the longest time, you were whole again.

“Angel,” Ikaris said reverently, eyes on your golden wings, a tear falling down his cheek.

You flew to him, wiping away the tear with the pad of your thumb before taking his hand in yours. “Yes, my love. I’m an angel again.”

“How?”

“Phastos,” you said simply and it was explanation enough.

He swallowed and reached out to touch it. Your power buzzed and crackled as his finger traced the shape of your wings. His touch was airy and soft, nearly phantom-like but very much worshipful.

“It’s real,” he whispered.

You nodded and felt your own eyes burn with tears. It’s real, you thought to yourself. I’m flying on my own again.

“Angel,” Ikaris murmured achingly. “My Angel.”

Tears rolled down your cheek.

“I thought—I thought I’d never see you like this again.” He swallowed. His eyes continued to roam and watch your wings. “They’re as beautiful as I remember them.”

“They’re more beautiful now, Ikaris, because it’s made with the same cosmic energy that’s running through you, the same one you gave to me so I could live.” You told him. “You made it happen.”

He pulled your closer to him, closing his eyes as he leaned his forehead against yours. “I love you,” he whispered with all emotion.

“Thank you,” you said. “Thank you for making me whole.”

You willed your wing to bend and caress the side of Ikaris’s face. The golden light illuminated his face and, in his eyes, you saw all the love he held for you. It was one and the same with the love you held in your eyes. He looked so beautiful bathed in your light, in the same brilliance that you shared with him.

“Ikaris?” you called after a while.

You both had flown hand in hand, cruising the skies as you watched the lights below you fade to black. It was nearly midnight and there was only a smattering of lights in the cities across the state, with some flickering until they died out. The moon moved higher in the sky, shining its redness down on the gray clouds. Against the backdrop of the blood moon, you looked like the Weeping Goddess that you were.

“Yes, angel?”

You watched his face; at the adoring expression he wore on it before you broke away from him. You grinned devilishly.

“Catch me if you can.”

And you soared the night.

#ikaris x reader #ikaris x female!reader #ikaris x guardian angel #marvel eternals #eternals #ikaris #druig x reader #phastos x reader #beananacake writes

[gaycavendish]

Ok ok ONE more question abt Time Travelers Trio. Are Cavendish and Dakota still time Travelers as well at this point, or have they like retired or smth? Just curious as to what's up with them? :^D

finally going to answer this question! i have thought long and hard about it and come up with two answers: the short one and the deranged rambling one!

the short, less satisfying answer being: i think it could go either way! i really truly could see them either scrambling their way back into time traveling or finding jobs in the 21st century. Although.. i find the latter choice not quite as entertaining. So i prefer to think on the idea of them returning to time travel!

Now, The long answer:

(TLDR for it first: I think they may continue time traveling. Eventually Cavendish & Dakota start their own, rival to the time bureau, Time Traveling Agency. Whether the trio will be part of this agency is undecided but a probable yes.)

ok, so, theyre banned from time travel, full stop... But i mean, they know the guy who INVENTED it. its a silly solution, really & truly very goofy (although i think in line with the silliness of dwampyverse overall) but .. They could ask doof to make a rule that theyre allowed to continue time traveling. Total oversight by block to trap them in the century where doof invents time travel. Of course block wouldn't just Let this happen, or anything, but cartoon shenanigans ensue and im sure you can picture something sufficiently entertaining and set to the scooby-doo-door-chase song here.

The interest for me in this theory lies also in what dakota and cavendish would do up until the point where they return to time traveling! Trying to imagine them working regular jobs for like, a 10-15 year period.. i simply cannot.! The one ive found myself having the most fun thinking about is the idea of them helping out with the creation of the time machine, as well as coaching the trio on it a bit once they start testing doof's prototypes (although, theyre not the best people to ask for time traveling help i imagine HAHA). But in any case.. i also think they would change what they do with their time traveling quite a bit. I mean, neither of them WANT to do the pistachio stuff.. It's shown you can travel through time AND space, although they never leave the planet on screen (for pistachio purposes i would think). If they were in charge of their own missions, i quite think they would be doing much more exciting things! and. hopefully dying less...! CAVENDISH...

OK I SWEAR IM GOING SOMEWHERE WITH THIS. Because at this point i feel they are getting old and perhaps wishing to do something less dangerous.. Ok get ready for this.. This has been my favorite thing to think about today... What if they started their OWN time travel agency! A Ha! I might find this more exciting than other people, but nonetheless, i think its fitting. I mean, Block is a terrible boss. The bureau of time travel was never very kind to cav and dakota, and given that they have the resources (Doofenschmirtz! Love That Guy!) why not, right? plus, this gives the opportunity for some Secret Agency vs Secret Agency goodness. Which I always love. I only thought of this concept recently, but It's definitely my favorite of the bunch, so probably what I'll go with! Just left to decide whether the trio are part of this agency or not (probably yes).

#tttau #hi guys. feeling super normal #Can you tell ive been reading frankenstein with the commas in this... im sorry if so HLEP... #milo murphy's law #au #asks #Feel free to ask more questions!! I love to think about this au ^_^

[arvensimp]

What are your thoughts on the up coming dlc? I personally am kinda bummed out they only announced the Scar/Vio one, i was hoping for one for pla too ://

On the bright side im excited to see kalos again

I hope this doesn't sound too streak of conscious-y lol

Not to be too Old Woman yells at cloud but I've literally been playing Pokemon for 23-ish years now? I'm still not entirely sold on a Pokemon game needing DLC, much less DLC that costs $35 when the base game cost $60 and tax. THAT SAID I already bought it anyway lol and I'm still super excited to spend more time with my character. I have her decked out in her new clothes already.

I think there's been some confusion on what the DLC is too, so let me recap my understanding of it really quickly.

This fall, pt 1 The Teal Mask will be released. This has like old school Japanese festival vibes.

This winter, pt 2 The Indigo Disc will be released. This takes place at Blueberry Academy.

Both will be playable on scarlet and violet (I saw some folks saying they were game locked?)

I'm super excited to have my baby espurr back, since espurr has been one of my favorites for years.

I'm a little disappointed that we're not obviously going to Kalos, but at the same time I'm glad that we're not PAYING to go to back to a place that they already showed us years ago.

I also saw folks who were disappointed that the wait for the dlc is so long? But idk I'm happy to wait for a good product (so long as it's good!!!). I really don't mind waiting for good content, especially when so much stuff lately has been rushed and not as good, yknow? Especially when rushed content comes at the cost of the well being of employees too

AS FOR CONTENT AND STORY AND STUFF. idk all I really care about is more arven, outfits, and an explanation for paradox Pokemon being in area zero before the time machine's existence.

Like 1. Don't let arven stay trapped in his room all day. Let him come outside with me and have adventures again.

2. I hate the school uniform so much. Let me wear something else please I beg you.

3. I don't generally put much faith in the pokemon company to tell a good story but they KNOW they've left us hanging with the paradox Pokemon mystery. I mean Arven literally says it for himself how strange it is that the scarlet/violet book talks about paradox Pokemon in area zero in a time before the time machine could have ever existed. What does that mean???

Personally I'm interested in the theory that the disc Pokemon or hexagon Pokemon or whatever alters reality based on the desires of those near to it and that terastalization is just a manifestation of a Pokemon to be another type/stronger. The paradox Pokemon are the desires of the professors and the original research team. The time machine and the AI are the same thing as well. With the AI in particular I feel that way because the professor's journal literally says something to the effect of "that man/woman walked out not long after the boy was born. There's so much to do, and I need more help, but how long would it take to train someone else? Would they even understand? If only there were two of me."

Then the next entry is them talking about what is presumably the AI.

Like I don't think the professor who just became a parent and is drowning in research and work and stuff would put EVERYTHING DOWN to work on all new technology that hadn't been invented yet.

So with ALL THAT I'm really hoping that we get more information on what the FUCK is going on with area zero and that Arven can be a part of it.

I also saw a theory that maybe the other professor is involved with blueberry academy??? That'd be nice.

Also some of the folks at blueberry seem to have that cooking motif going on so I don't want my man being left out on the fun

[leaflovingal]

Cawl rant time, plus other admech fan annoyances

TLDR: I'm fine with him as a character, he's just the face of Admech and I think that's stupid, especially considering the already massive lack of Ad Mech characters.

Okay so, I saw on the Ad Mech subreddit that there's a new book with Cawl and Fabius Bile. Dope. Looking forward to it. However, it got me thinkin; why Cawl? Why choose Cawl over any other Admech character? Well, there aren't any. There are no other Ad Mech characters.

While yes, obviously, there are other characters in other books, like Kostov and stuff, there are no other major Ad Mech characters currently alive in the setting as far as I know of. There are, say, Kane and Land, but land is dead and i believe Kane dissapeared. Cawl is the start and end of Ad Mech characters in the setting. And that's really fucking lame obviously.

Now, I do not have a problem with Belisarius Cawl as a character, however he should not be the face of the Adeptus Mechanicus. How many other factions have their main character, their big guy, go entirely against several rules that define their faction? Probably a few, sure, but I can't personally think of any. Does say, cato sicarius go against all the rules of the Ultramarines? I think he uses drop pods aggressively but other than that he's not very standout other than "im special boy".

Cawl made a fucking AI. Straight up. He invented a shit ton of new stuff. He uses xenotech. The vast majority of the Adeptus Mechanicus would flay him given the chance. They hate him. Why is he their poster boy? It makes no sense. I understand that the Adeptus Mechanicus are difficult to make interesting on an individual level, but holy shit do you have to make their main guy shit all over their religion?

Not to mention that he has been a part of all the important shit for the Admech as of late, if not the sole part of them present. Cadia? Check. Biggest upgrade the imperium has gotten in thousands of years? That was him. Nice game for my faction, would be a shame if I just *tricked a fucking c'tan shard AKA part of a literal god* making that previous ordeal seem lame by comparison. Good job fighting through a tomb world, i cheated a literal actual god.

It's just so tiring, especially with how Admech can barely pull a win anywhere else in lore, plus current rules for tabletop. Also, y'know, lion getting to deal with vashtorr. You know, vashtorr the evil machine god dude? The one that would work super well to bring the dark mechanicum back into relevance? The one that could offer a really good reason make a new faction for tabletop and update another? No. Dark angels. Lmao.

Fuck dude. Okay, trying to wrap this up, hopefully GW doesnt shit all over us in the codex. While yes the rules and abilities in 9th were a lot to learn, that idea of making a machine with your cogs is neccessary to give the ad mech an identity on tabletop. Medium to small army of mediocre units that can be buffed to a usable and deadly weapon if you're smart about it is what the ad mech are. They need that.

Hopefully the next none cawl admech book wont be half full of rogue traders, black templars, and eldar. Hopefully the next characters are from somewhere other than mars so i dont have to look at just red all the time. Hopefully the next characters are as good as the mechanicus game. I genuinely found the characters from that game more interesting than cawl, because there's a dynamic between them instead of a smartass who would say "I DONT KNOW, CAAAAAAN YOU?" If a kid asked "can i use the restroom" instead of "may i use the restroom" who then had a layer of pseudo fatherly lover put over him as he talks to a traumatized child soldier to make him seem fucking interesting when he's just being a cunt.

#adeptus mechanicus #warhammer 40000 #warhammer #wh40k #admech #belisarius cawl

[richardsphere]

Leverage Log: The Radio Job

Not much going on with that name, betting on something like the Three Nights of the Hunter job mark-wise.

--- Jack sent a different person after his intended target, and thinks Nate will be sympathetic to the person enough to follow through because the person is in trouble. Nate says its not his problem.

So someone Jack reasonably assumes is a valid hostage, but whom Nate is largely ambivalent towards. Combined with how the set-up of "stuck inside the building, cant get out" reminds me of the time Parker got stuck inside the food company for Archie. Im gonna say its Nate's Dad.

--- Always nice when a show can tell me about US government corruption things I didnt know about, (in this case "we can steal your inventions and patents, and all we have to do is claim it is a threat". Note that according to wikipedia this doesnt need to be a threat to national security, only to existing industries. So yeah. I mean i knew generally that the patent office was corrupt AF. But i was expecting more "someone shows up with a patent, clerk backdates a copy with their own signature then claims that the patent is pre-existing" type corruption if the show ever did a Patent Office Episode.

So i guess the time machine is gonna be this episode's gag of the day. (its funny but unrealistic, no one patents a time machine. If you get a time machine you keep it secret like Coke's Recipe, then take an actual patent, throw it back to your yesterday self. Have your yesterday self put their signature on it and file it before the actual inventor does. A time machine is not worth patenting cause patents tell other people how to make the thing, as part of the "this is what you are not legally allowed to make" regulations.)

--- I think the "pushing hardison down the chute"gag isnt funny. If there were alarms blaring and a current time-crunch. It would be funny, but seeing as there is no immediate rush until after he sets up the looping footage (which only works with a 2 hour buffer)... --- called it BITCH! --- Good call on making Parker stay behind. If anyone knows how to find a needle in a haystack its gonna be her thieflyness. --- Ok so we have: Butler on a roomba, Meatsmoker, Fake Pregnancybelly. Time to try and reverse-engineer how these 3 checkov's guns will fire. Belly=disguise? Sophie puts it on to smuggle something out. Meatsmoker: Its a smokescreen, Butler... some kind of Kevin McAllister Party-distraction. --- Yeah Dad is so dying. --- Ah, the goons tripped the alarms. --- Uncle Scam! 15/10, Im gonna steal that. --- Called It! Fake Pregnancy! --- "Latimer was gonna kill you if I didnt" I knew it. Just like how they'd Parker went in to protect Archie and his family. --- Elliot is about to feign a John McClane. --- Congrats on Jimmy for the simple escape. Flashmob! "Telll them how much Jimmy Ford loves his son." Now im notoriously face-blind, and its been 4 seasons worth of episodes, but I do think that this is the guy from episode 1. (especially given the whole "lure them into the building with the promise of money, then blow it up" schtick.

To Be Continued.

#leverage #leverage season 4 #The Radio Job

[blanket-fish]

Ironman 2 rewatch time:

- I usually skip this one on rewatches so like. I barely remember the plot.

- oooooh this is the one with the lightning guy (not Thor)

- oh so his dad worked on the reactor with Howard? Sick

- wait is this the one with Justin hammer?

- 'Please, it's not about me' if it were anyone else the ego would be annoying. However, it's not.

- oh I've just remembered this is the one with Natasha

- 'Let the record show I observed Mr hammer entering the chamber, and am wondering if and when any actual expert will be in attendance' Brutal.

- 'God bless Ironman god bless america' He's so lame.

- 'Rhodey? What?' oof.

- 'You do understand that reading a single paragraph out of context doesn't reflect the summary-' love this guy.

- ah this scene has it all. Justin being incompetent. Tony trolling everyone else and hacking the screens. Rhodey pretending to be annoyed but finding it endearing. Tony swinging people to his side and making Justin look bad at the same time. Efficiency.

- 'You want my property? You can't have it. But I did you a big favour! I have successfully privatised world peace.'

'fuck you Mr stark'

- 'I'm trying to make you CEO. Why won't you let me?' maybe because you're incapable of clearly communicating idk

- 'Its you. It's always been you' Im totally normal about these two I swear

- NATASHA

- oh god Elon musk is in this movie

- 'What is the difference between hold and cancelled?' Yes, what is?' these two are too powerful of a combination I fear

- 'I was hoping the present something at your expo.' 'Well, if you invent something that works I'll make sure to get you a spot.' tony please he's already dead

- 'I love tony stark, I mean, we're not competitors' Justin! I have good news! You're actually right about that one.

It's just. Not for the reason you think.

- The iron man suitcase is still the coolest version actually

- Here comes Pepper and happy driving recklessly towards a guy with lightning whips. I fucking love them

- 'Were you headed for me or him?' 'I was trying to scare him-' 'Because I can't tell!'

- 'Are you put of your mind?!!!! Get in the car!'

- These three are an underrated trio honestly

- SUITCASE SUIT. SUITCASE SUIT.

- Not to beat a dead horse but it all mechanically clicking into place is so much cooler than nanotech.

- Guy got hit with a car at speed. Was fine. Got hit with a car several more times. Was fine. Tony flings him to the floor. Coughs up blood. ???

- 'All I have to do is sit here and watch, and the world will consume you.' damn that goes hard

- 'Not everybody runs on batteries, Tony' pepper that's so deep. How long have you been waiting to use it?

- oh Justin this is so fucking pretentious. Even for you.

- 'I think, if I may' Justin say that one single more time and see what happens

- 'I don't know if you've been understanding everything I'm saying?' can you fucking imagine if he didn't after that whole monologue lmao

- 'You don't gotta do this alone-' 'I wish I could believe that' that hurt

- 'Thats where the pilot goes. Having a tough time finding volunteers' yeah I wonder why justin

- "Hypothetically, if this were your last birthday, how would you celebrate it?" Tony you are not subtle

- can't help but empathise with rhodey in this film. When the American government wants something you do not want to be the person refusing them. Tony can step away. Rhodey kind of can't.

- 'This is ridiculous, I just stuck my neck out for this guy!' 'I know, I know, I'll handle it, just let me handle it.' 'Handle it. Or I'm gonna have to.' We don't see these two interact much huh.

- 'Im only gonna say this once. Get out' Damn, rhodey snapped

- 'Dont miss Potts me, I'm onto you!' well yes, but actually no

- 'You wanna be the war machine? Take the shot' the fact that rhodey actually does go by war machine. Somehow I think the writer of this line was not responsible for that decision

- The complete absence of dialogue when rhodey flies away with the suit. That's so effective

#ironman 2 #mcu #rewatching

[bgs-cave-o-thots]

i have a question, as a fellow Orbot and Cubot fan, how do you feel about most recent content showing all egg man's robots as his children and them all being siblings? i like it for metal, belle, and sage, but i don't know about Orbot and cubot. also i get worried about shipping them? i totally shipped them before frontiers but after sage referring to them as her brothers idk how to feel. i joke that cubot is a "brother in law", but idk how long canon will allow us to ship them before it gets weird. anyway, just wanted to know your opinion! thanks!

I'm not the biggest fan of the fanworks showing Orbot and Cubot as siblings/Eggman's kids, personally. Nothing wrong with it, never was, just not my thing. As for the canon stuff...honestly? I don't think it's as big of a deal right now as people worry about.

When I first heard the news I hadn't seen all that far into Frontiers yet (it was only a day or two old at this point), so all I knew was from seeing someone i follow saying "well shit theyre canon brothers now guess im not shipping them anymore" out of nowhere. Which. Without any context. Did make me a bit afraid at first.

But later I saw what was actually said in game and realized...this is just some kid trying to learn what a family is supposed to be, and what her family would be compared to that, with her father figure basically going "yeah if you say so i guess". This is not Orbot and Cubot calling each other siblings. They aren't even there to call Sage their sibling. Sage is trying to connect the relationship of inventor/invention to parent/child, which, while functional sometimes, is not an accurate assumption 100% of the time.

I am an extremely firm advocator for how relationships involving sentient robots has very different rules to organic beings. A robot and their creator can have a parent/child relationship, sure, but they could also be a couple, siblings, friends, enemies, literally any relationship to each other should they choose. The parent-child dynamic could even be swapped, with the robot taking the parental role and the creator being their child (they've done this in the Sonic franchise already, see Mombot and Eggman from Sonic Boom). Same goes for multiple bots of the same maker. Partners, families, anything. And one robot seeing the creator as a dad doesn't mean the other robots made by that creator have to see them that way too. I feel like this especially applies to things on the scale of Eggman's robots. He's made thousands, if not millions or even billions of robots. At that point it's more like a whole race/species/community/something on that larger scale than one single family.

I also have a distaste for the "all eggman robots are siblings and are kids of eggman" thing especially when it gets used for ALL Sonic universes, not just the modern universe? For example, if you apply that to Boom, you get some...uncomfortable clashes with some canon relationships (see: Cutebot & D-Fect, Mombot, every time Cubot hits on another machine, probably other things I'm forgetting)

Anyway. Obviously I have a lot to say on the topic, but in the end...who cares? I don't see them as siblings, I probably never will, regardless of what canon does to 'em. None of my shippy art or writing will ever have them as siblings, and I assume the same of all that I reblog. I've been here on the cuorb/cueball train for years, other people have been here even longer than me. Definitely a whole lot longer than Sage's little throwaway 'brothers' comment in Frontiers, or Orbot's 'big bro' gag in Rise of the Wisps.

If those things make the ship feel icky to you when it hadn't before, and you don't wanna ship it now, that's fine. Sure, it sucks when a ship you love doesn't work out, but it's not your fault canon threw a curveball at you. Sometimes that ball hits you in the gut hard, makes you feel sick. You can hit it right back - choose to ship it anyway, via au or canon divergence or whatever else - but there's no shame if that ball hits you hard enough that you gotta sit out the rest of the game.

So, my final verdict?

Just do what you want. It's more fun that way.

#bg rambles #orbot and cubot #ask to tag #making robots is like making anything else #some projects you get super duper attached to and proud of #others you end up not liking one bit once theyre done #and others are just...there. not amazing. not terrible. just okay. #sth

[msm-tsotmw]

4/15/20XX

Another day on Cold Island. Toorie’s still getting used to the below-zero temperature, but asides from that—and her broken leg—we’re doing okay. I’m trying to take a look at the weird “critters” that roam this island, but Toorie keeps on picking them up and saying things to them like “awww the spibbly poinky doo” or whatever.

Anyways, Mondo’s trying to convince us to come to his snow-house where they live with his sister. Pretty sure it’s just so they can go home early, which we are NOT doing until after we’ve reached Celestial Island.

ik we cant go home until the adventures over i just wanted to see my sister

…Fine.

So , Mondo , You Said You And Your Sister Live In A Pile Of Snow , Right ?

yea

…. Where Is It ? This Place Is Covered In Snow …

itll take some time but ill lead yall there

anyways pack ur shit cos were leavin and uh follow me

Okay ! And Please Watch Your Language . And Also Maybe Step Because I Heard It Rained Last Night

(The trio packs their shit and leaves.)

(After a few minutes of walking, the trio makes it to where the path they followed splits into 4.)

…So where do we go?

that way

where the really big tree is

Okay , Let’s Go Then !

(The trio passes the tree, and Mondo was right—it really IS big. Also really pretty.)

Wow , This Tree Is Really Pretty ! These Icicles Look Like Willow Tree Leaves , It’s So Beautiful !

yea :)

… Mondo , Why Are You Looking At Me Like That ?

uh nothin

lets just go

(The trio continues on their way to Mondo’s house. Toorie speeds on ahead, which is kind of surprising considering its broken leg, and Sprigg catches up to a very embarrassed Mondo.)

(…What the fuck was that, Mondo?)

(i)

(i dunno she just)

(looked really)

(ah fuck it)

(Looked really what?)

(uh)

(pretty)

(dont tell toorie but i kinda have a crush on it)

(Excuse me, what?)

(i said i have a cru-)

What Are You Two Talking About Back There ?

nothing just uhh

sports

…Mondo, I don’t even like sports. At all. Not after I was kicked around like a soccer ball.

uhhhhh celestials actually

did you know attmoz never brushed his hair in his entire life

Oh Wow , Is That True ?

…Mondo, you know DAMN FUCKING WELL that Attmoz actually cared a LOT for its hair. Vhamp even had to invent some kind of automatic hair-brushing machine for him.

uh

he did

Yeah. Check your facts, smartass.

Oh , That’s Interesting ! I Never Knew The Celestials Would Care So Much About Their Looks .

I mean, why do you THINK Galvana looked so young despite being THOUSANDS of years old?

Uh , Immortality ?

(Sprigg faceleafs. Which is facepalming except there’s no hands and only some limb-like branch appendage on your head.)

No. Rejuvenating facial cream. Or maybe magic. Celestiologists are still debating that.

Ooh :0

Anyways , I’ll Just Keep Walking Now ! You Two Gonna Come And Catch Up ?

uh yeah

later maybe

(Toorie turns away, leaving Mondo and Sprigg back in their secret conversation.)

(sprigg i need help how do i tell her)

(Don’t ask me, I’ve never dated or loved a single Monster in my life. Besides, I’m aroace so I don’t plan on doing that kinda shit.)

(oh ok)

(You know, for a self-proclaimed “rizzler” or whatever the fuck that is, you’re pretty bad at flirting.)

(ik)

(i wanna tell her but idk how and im scared shell reject me)

(Listen, a Monster THAT nice would never reject you. Plus, you and her are already pretty close friends, so it probably likes you back.)

(thanks)

(Don’t mention it.)

You Two Coming ?

yea wait up toors

This is… probably going to take a long time so I’ll stop writing here now.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

i’m giving 9-year-old (past) me the PomPom x Mammott content she wanted 😇

-Mod Jimmy 🗣️

#my singing monsters #msm #msm au #my singing monsters au #pompom #pompom msm #furcorn #furcorn msm #mammott #Mammott msm #‘’confident and chill’’ people who are actually massive fucking messes my beloved

[ratquesadilla]

3005 (chapter 4)

pairing: jake “hangman” seresin x fem! mitchell! oc

word count: 1532

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41505768/chapters/108910935

“it’s an existential thing”

a story where the return of north island's resident player leaves a girl with a lot of influence in a predicament.

chapter 3 - series masterlist - full masterlist

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dogfight football. a game invented by my uncle and its legacy passed on through my father. tom would never admit it but my dad was far better than him at the game. dogfighting had always been my dads thing, in the sky and on the ground. even though pete didn’t teach me how to play, i had a knack for the sport just like him. 

it was always fun to surprise the new top gun aviators. i wasn’t exactly what they were expecting when they heard about a “surprise visitor to make the game more interesting”. they came in expecting someone like hollywood, and left with their ass whooped by me. a callsign-less “civilian”. 

i heard through the grapevine (bradley) that my father had sent out a last minute message, reporting the dagger squad to meet at the beach behind the hard deck as opposed to the base. i had a feeling that the aviators were gonna be subjected to my fathers favorite game, but i had no idea it would be so soon. usually the dogfighting on land happened on an off day, but i wasn’t complaining. 

bradley was an early riser, as were most of the people in the military, and i wasn’t. the only thing i loved more than my family was hitting snooze on my alarm. but today i was awake at almost the same time as him, eager to get to the beach and play some football. it was also the first time since his arrival that i’d gotten the chance the have a proper conversation with my brother. “long time no see bradshaw.” i said, walking into the kitchen and making a beeline for the fridge. 

“i could say the same for you, mitchell.” he replied, turning to face away from the coffee machine. “coffee?”

“i would love some. do you want eggs? im making bagel sandwiches.”

“sure, did you fuck hangman?” he asked, pausing before asking his question. seemingly unphased by the explosive question he just asked. 

“ok first of all, no callsigns in the house you of all people should know that. and second of all i did not sleep with him, we had dinner thats all.” i shot back, sticking my tongue out at him like i did when we were little. “also why do you care? you jealous?”

“never in a million years.” he scoffed. “i would rather stick my dick in a meat grinder.”

“ok well if you get to ask me a completely random question i get to ask you one.” i said, tossing the bagel into the toaster. “why was jake drunker than us on homecoming night when javy brought him to the house the other night?”

“drinking game.” he shrugged, completely unphased by the question.

“drinking game?” i complained. “hes a fucking navy pilot what drinking game leaves him drunk as a skunk?”

“one that involves you.” 

“excuse me? why am i involved in your childish dick measuring contests?”

“okay it wasn’t a dick measuring contest, phoenix and i just wanted to see how far he would go to get an audience with uncle tom. he came back into the bar talking about needing to earn your number” he said, putting emphasis on the “earn”. 

“so you made him drink until he was too wasted to stand?” 

“we didn’t make him do anything, he wanted to do it.”

“you are gonna be the death of me bradshaw.” i opened my mouth to continue speaking but the sound of the toaster finishing my bagel occupied my attention. we didn’t need to be at the beach until 9 so bradley and i had a slow breakfast. we took our time catching up, swapping stories from his deployments and my various experiences with drunk delinquents at the bar. i suspected that my brother purposefully bringing up hangman stories from when they were originally at top gun. he wasn’t overprotective or anything, but i think he was a little weary of what might happen between us. seresin was a notorious womanizer, in the years that they’d known each other he hadn’t changed. bradley wasn’t gonna tell me what to do, he knew that he couldn’t do anything to stop me, but he could sure as shit try. after all, knowing what to expect going in is better than getting crushed with 50 tons of unexpectancy. bradley also made it very known that if hangman hurt me, there would be consequences. 

as we were getting in the car he gave me the classic “be safe, don’t do anything stupid, give ‘em hell” speech, one that i’d heard from my father, my brother, my uncle, and pretty much every man related to me. “should we surprise them?” i asked. “i can wait in the hard deck and make my grand entrance.”

“god you do that one every time.” bradley droned. “switch it up for once. what about the ‘i’m not great at football go easy on me’ routine?”

“ooh i love that one” i exclaimed. “would they fall for it tho? i feel like some of them know what i’m capable of.”

“all the guys there see a pretty girl and lose all their judgement, you’ll be fine.” his statement was returned with various gagging noises.

“that’s disgusting bradshaw.”

“that’s just how they are i guess.”

“like you’re any better.” i replied, rolling my eyes as we pulled into the parking lot. i noticed hangmans truck almost immediately. blushing at the idea of seeing him again so soon. bradley took note of the redness in my cheeks and began teasing. pretending to call hangman over, or whispering the occasional “oh jake, i would love for you to tackle me with your big strong arms”. bradley bradshaw was a lot of things, but he was a child at the end of the day. we got out of the car and began walking towards the beach, immediately being greeted by a hyperactive bunch of aviators. my dad ordered the pilots at attention and began explaining the rules, and i occasionally butted in with my own questions. i was dedicated to my con, after all seeing the look on everyones faces when i turned out to be a secret dogfight football god would be so worth it. 

after explaining the rules my dad split us onto 2 teams, with hondo in charge of keeping track. the first team was natasha, fanboy, jake, my father, omaha, halo, and javy, and the rest of us were team two. bradley and i had been playing dogfight football since we were in highschool, individually we were amazing and together we dominated. over the years we’d created various plays and could tell what the other was doing with the slightest movement. i had never played with bob or payback before i had a feeling they were hidden aces. call it instinct. either way i could usually tell when someone had a hidden talent for the game. 

“you sure you’ll be okay angel?” a voice behind me asked, snapping me out of my obsessive analysis of the teams. “i wouldn’t want you to mess up that pretty face.”

“god i have no idea.” i said, putting on my best ‘defenseless’ face and bringing my hand to my chest. trying my best to look like the hopeless southern belle’s jake was used to. “i’m a little worried.” 

hangman made more cocky conversation and i simply nodded along, trying to tug on his heartstrings, until my father announced the start of the game. my team lined up, hangman and rooster taking their places at the front for the first handoff. 

——

i tapped out an hour into the game, leaving the aviators behind and making a b-line for the hard deck. the cool air hitting me in the face as soon as i opened the door, inviting me to the bar to make a drink to further cool me down. i looked out the windows facing the beach, seeing my new (and old) friends run around like a pack of dogs.

moments like this were rare. most of the people i’d grown up with were either dead or not living on north island anymore. seeing my brother and my dad getting along was a foreign concept after he’d pulled bradleys papers, but their playful competitiveness brought a smile to my face. their relationship was rocky, despite caroles efforts to keep them together. after her death bradley pushed away from everyone, creating even more of a divide between him and my father. 

as i exited the bar and took a seat next to penny on the deck, i realized i hadn’t thought about iceman all day.

it scared me a little, thinking about how easy it was to put him on the back burner.

to be honest, everything going on with hangman was terrifying. my entire life i’d attached myself to the people i cared about, and continually lost those people. first goose, then carole, and soon uncle tom. i lived in constant fear that i would be alerted of my father or bradleys untimely demise. 

did i want to spend the rest of my life with someone who’s life could be taken away in an instant?

#top gun maverick #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #pete maverick mitchell #top gun fanfic #top gun maverick fanfic #hangman fanfic #jake seresin fanfic #hangman x fem! mitchell! oc #pete maverick mitchell x daughter oc #bradley rooster bradshaw x sister oc #tom iceman kazansky #reuben payback fitch #javy coyote machado #mickey fanboy garcia #penny benjamin #netasha phoenix trace #robert bob floyd