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yeeterthek33per · 8 months

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Puddin' and Pie (Caitlin Foord x Reader)

A/n requested, hope y'all enjoy 😊

Training was running as usual. Well, at least from your perspective anyway. The team had completed their drills and were in their final stage scrimmages.

It was you, your sister Mackenzie, Steph, Sam, Charlie, Katrina, and Viney vs. Caitlin, Alanna, Lydia, Clare Hunt, Kyra, Alex, and Emily.

Your team is winning 4-1 in a 5 goal target. it was a best of 3 matches, with your team leading by 1 game.

Sam had already headed in two of your mini crosses, with Viney and you scoring one goal each.

Unfortunately, that meant the other team was out for blood, particularly the ever competitive Caitlin Foord and Alanna Kennedy.

You loved playing against them. They were both incredibly physical and honestly went a little rougher on you, being a part of their friend group.

It made it that much better when you scored on them.

Resetting for a throw-in, Katrina tosses you the ball and Caitlin suddenly steals it out from under you, nearly clipping you along the way.

You chase her down quickly, hand gripping her shirt just enough to pivot around her and take a swipe at the ball. You aren't quick enough, and Caitlin switches over to her other boot but ends up tangled with you, and you both hit the ground.

You raise a brow at the striker, a cheeky smirk making its way onto your lips when she shoves you off and pushes herself up again.

"We've gotta stop meeting like this, geez, people are gonna think you like me or something."

It's a joking jab at the striker, and she rolls her eyes and pulls you up. "Idiot." You brush against her as you walk past to reset the play, and it leaves goosebumps on her arm.

What you don't see is the look Mackenzie shares with Alanna. The I-told-you-so is very prominent in the opposing centre-back's eyes.

With that, Caitlin chips the ball to Alex and she takes off with it only to meet your sisters gloves again, and she backs up with a groan.

Mackenzie sends the ball back in to you and when Caitlin tries to fake you out and take the ball, you slip the ball between her legs and take off with it instead, sending a beautiful cross right to Sam's leaping header, beating out Lydia and a goal-line effort from Clare.

As you and Sam chest bump with a small cheer, the other team groans, and Lans hits the ground with a dramatic sigh of defeat.

A clap from Tony off to the side calls for the end of the scrimmages.

"Well done, you lot, excellent footwork from both teams. Defending is excellent as usual and Y/n, beautiful crosses to connect with Sam. Caitlin, good runs, Macca, excellent work." He signals you all free to go back to the change rooms, and the lot of you make your way back off the pitch.

Mackenzie slips up beside you, arm around your shoulders as you walk and you give her shove with a disgusted look on your face.

"Ew, don't touch me with those sweaty hands, missy."

She simply laughs at you, and you give her one more shove before jogging over to get a drink and head inside.

The lockerroom is chattery with the crowd of exhausted but lively women, and you find yourself smacking a few butts to encourage people to move so you can get to your locker.

Yours is between Steph and Caitlin's lockers, and as you approach, you find both sitting there, on their phones, though Caitlin looks up at your presence.

You give her a small smile, and she gives you a cheeky wink.

You grab your stuff and head for the showers.

After showers, you head back to your locker, grab your stuff and head back to the bus following behind Alanna, and tuck yourself in beside the defender, your sister already having taken your usual spot next to Caitlin.

She pokes her tongue out at you when you spot them and roll your eyes at her antics. Caitlin just chuckles and eyes you up subtly as you take a seat. Mackenzie nudges her a little.

She turns back to the keeper, having not realised she'd zoned out watching you, not unbeknownst to the person beside her.

"You listening, Foordy?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm listenin'."

"Sure Foordy, anyways, we're looking at.."

Caitlin let's Mackenzie continue talking about this one tiktok she saw when someone walked past them and had seen some really weird-ass thing.

To her credit, she does try to sit and listen to her best friend, but ends up failing while she watches you animatedly chat with Lans.

Her eyes fall to the hair curling lightly at the back of your neck from the small amounts of humidity, just the tips of the long undercut you had.

They move over your face, your eyes shining every two seconds in the light when you turn in her direction to point something out as the bus drives past it.

The way your eyes crinkle with laughter at something Alanna says, the way your lips are curled up into a wide smile when you joke about not touching men with a 10-foot pole in the previous 6 years.

"Oi, Cait!"

There's a snapping in front of her face, and Caitlin jumps slightly.

"What is goin' on with you today? You're not listening again, jeez, and I thought my hearing was shit."

Caitlin's face goes red at that, and she pokes at the brunette.

"Sorry, I know, I'm sorry, just zoned out more than usual today, that's all."

"You and your bloody zone. You can't get out of it."

Caitlin laughs at that, "Yeah, whatever, I know, I'm sorry, jeez, continue."

The bus ride back is pretty smooth after that.

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The moment you're tucked into bed for an early night in your hotel room, there's a soft knock at the door, and you groan out.

You get up and check the peephole, and when you realise it's Caitlin, you let her in.

"Hi."

You grin.

"Hi."

She grins back

Her hands quickly pull you to her, pressing against you, a small giggle escaping your lips.

Your hands hold the back of her neck and shoulder as she kisses you. Her lips move slowly against yours, taking your bottom lip and tugging gently at it.

You let out a soft sigh as she squeezes your hips, and you push her gently to sit on the bed, straddling her.

You pull away for air and lean your forehead against hers with a small hum.

"You know you're gonna get us caught one day? You keep showing up at my door like that. My own sister doesn't visit this much." You say with a raised brow jokingly.

Caitlin just chuckles and moves you both, so she's lying down on the bed with you on top. You quickly find her mouth again, her tongue lazily dragging across your bottom lip.

You shiver as her hands slip up under your shirt.

But then there's another knock at the door and you jump up from her lap. You yell out.

"Who is it?"

"Who the fuck you think? Open up bitch."

You roll your eyes and gesture for Caitlin to do something other than stare at your ass while you open the door. She gives you a you-were-saying look and pulls out her phone.

You pull open the door for your sister and Alanna to walk in.

"You kiss mum with that potty mouth?"

"You kiss Nan with yours? Bitch, yours is so much worse than mine."

You poke your tongue out at her and smack at her.

"Bite me."

"Nah, I'll let Caitlin do that."

Your face goes red as both her head and yours whip up to face your sister, caught off guard.

"What are you on about?"

Alanna smacks Mackenzie, rolling her eyes.

"You were supposed to be subtle about it Macca, fucking useless."

She turns to you both, a gentler look crossing her face.

"Look, we know you two like each other, so I think it's best for everyone involved if you just went out already."

Caitlin is the first one to speak up.

"First of all, Lans, I'm 28, not 13, we don't just 'go out', second of all, what makes you think that's even remotely true?"

"Well, aside from the fact that you waited 'til your second point to ask me that, and also because you guys are constantly giving each other eyes, it's kind of gross and sad."

You roll your eyes at her and point at Mackenzie.

"I assume you think so, too? What's your take? Since you know, we're all barging into my room to question my love life and all."

"Look. I'm just saying, all evidence points to unrequited 'fuck me' eyes and both of you are being weird so just like, fucking ask her out already, plus Y/n, I know you were basically in love with her back in 2016."

You and Caitlin are silent for a minute. Should you tell them? Of course, you could always fuck with them first.

Caitlin seems to get the same twinkle in her eye.

They both have smug looks on their faces. It's almost too easy, really.

"Dude, what the fuck is wrong you both? Honestly, you need to fucking stay out of my love life, I don't like her like that, and never fucking will."

You pretend to get a hurt look in your eyes as Caitlin storms out. You use all of your pent-up childhood abilities and force tears as she leaves.

"You fucking idiots! Why would you do that?"

Mackenzie has the decency to look guilty, a look of surprise crossing her face. Had she been wrong? Caitlin had practically been fucking you with her eyes on the bus, and during training, and during like every day previously, though.

Alanna had a confused look on her face. She could have sworn it was the two of you she'd spotted out together at that bakery, sharing a small pie. Maybe it wasn't?

"Dude, look, I'm sorry, I thought-"

You interrupt her, pretend anger shining through.

"Look, Mac, I'm so fucking pissed with you, both of you, legit, just fucking get out, stay out of my love life and don't fucking talk to me."

You kick them both out, slamming the door.

They both sigh, before walking down the corridoor, exchanging guilty looks and swearing they'd have to apologise to you both later, not knowing how they'd fix this fuck up.

However, they both perk up suddenly, hearing a pair of footsteps jogging behind them. They turn to see you and Caitlin giving them the finger, Caitlins hand resting on your ass as you kiss her cheek.

"Wait a fucking minute!"

You both laugh as you dive into the room, slamming the door shut and locking it behind you before either of the sprinting pair can burst in on you.

"You fucking cheeky shits, open this door right now! You pair were already dating, weren't you? Shoulda fucken known."

You cackle on the bed as Mackenzie starts banging on your door, and Caitlin is on the ground laughing. Alanna just stands there with her hands on her hips next to the door.

Disbelief but also amusement crossing her features.

"Alright, Macca, C'mon, leave 'em be, you can grill them later."

Mackenzie pouts at the defender.

"But-"

Alanna immediately silences her.

"No buts, come on!"

She sulkily follows the girl back to her room.

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"God, I fucking love you, you're amazing."

You grin ear to ear at that. "Helps when we share the same thoughts, doesn't it?"

Caitlin is quick to jump you again, and you let out a hearty laugh when she's back on top of you immediately.

"Something like that, now shush and kiss me."

You don't need to be told twice.

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"So like, obviously, they're already together, but where does the timeline start?"

Alanna is standing next to her wall of pictures, pointing at each one and dictating the time and date they were taken, like a conspiracy theorist.

Each one contains varying messages on instagram posts and pictures taken of you and Caitlin.

Mackenzie sits quizzingly on the bed, chin in her hand as she looks over the wall, listening to Alanna.

"Honestly, i think it started way before where you've got."

"But how? I've got literally every possible timeline mapped out."

"Remember that day back in 2021 in Tokyo? In the hotel, we left them alone for about two hours to go get breakfast, and we came back, and they were acting really weird, like weirder than usual. And then the next day, Y/n had a hickey just under her collar at breakfast?"

Alanna's mouth drops open.

"Oh my god. It all makes sense now."

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Should I make a prequel/flashback? 🤔

Idk. y'all decide 😊😉

#caitlin foord x reader #caitlin foord imagines #caitlin foord imagine #woso #woso imagine #woso imagines #woso x reader

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weebsinstash · 3 months

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Now Im interested on the "What if the 3 Vs passed Reader around like a blunt"

I kind of meant it in like a "what if you were some weird shared friend/pet" but I've seen people HC that the 3Vs are poly, although we've never seen any canon confirmation of this and on the Instas it was always Vox who was Val's explicit partner

Although to be nasty I feel like Velvette would be fucked up enough to watch Reader get railed by Val and Vox. Like in some party scenario where you're with all 3 in their house and Valentino dopes you up or something, she's just like, recording you getting spitroasted on her phone

I usually imagine these sorts of scenarios as Reader meeting Val and then slowly drawing the attention of the others, although Vox really has grown on me and I hope we see more of him these last two episodes. Anyways i'm starting to like the idea of Reader meeting Vox first. Like can you imagine you get hired on as a coder or a programmer or a product developer, and he's patrolling the facilities or checking in on a specific project and that's when you meet. He either notices the quality of your work or your manager brings it up to him, or there's some massive metaphorical fire you put out (like that woman who saved toy story 2 from being completely erased because she had all the files backed up, something like that)

You and Vox get to talking, getting along, having similar tastes. He starts giving you different projects, ones he thinks are better suited to your skills (and also put you in closer proximity to him). Fucking liar is arranging shit like company calendars or company events where there are photoshoots JUST so he has an excuse to pose with you for a photo. I mean, it makes sense right? Why would you question your boss wanting to take a celebratory photo at the release of a huge product launch? And you're happy and feeling so respected and successful and being friendlier with him the more you settle into Hell and feel safer, and then I imagine Vox's way of being "obvious" is that he's like, easily nervous or a nervous laugher , I dunno. It's all preference but I like yandere/antagonists who keep their cool a little bit but then it's also cute when they fawn over you 🥰 like the people who know him see the way he laughs around you and they Instantly Know

But then, maybe Val is perceptive enough to notice, "hey why does my man keep taking photos with this one specific person". Like maybe Vox is trying to be slick with it and all the photos are group shots but Val notices that every single photo has you in it and some of the photos are for really minor events he knows Vox wouldn't normally care about. Vox slips up one day when you and him are "sharing a car to go to a company event" which totally isn't like a catered dinner that there are only going to be SO many people at, TOTALLY NOT an incognito date that you're complerely unaware of the intentions behind, and Vox has to stop in back home to grab something, or you get pulled inside for a moment just to wait, he's gotta grab a laptop or a flash drive and, suddenly here's Velvette, "Vox I'm borrowing your nerdy employee, I'm short someone and I need a model for something" and you're getting dragged away

Vox is freaking out thinking you got swiped by Val and he's zipping through the electrical lines in the house (the electro-teleportation shit really is SUCH a game changer), and he finds you trying on things with Velvette, "oh my gosh I've never worn something this nice before, thank you for giving me the opportunity to try it on ^^" and Velvette is so pompous that any praise goes right to her head, and now Vox gets to see you all styled in... whatever. Velvette waves a finger, "now you two match!" as she puts you in an outfit with Vox's aesthetic and color scheme, and she's doing it to tease the both of you but she IMMEDIATELY notices "oh hey Vox what's that look on your face >:3c does someone have a crush?"

SHE would be the fucking gossip who would tell Val honestly. Actually new headcanon lmao: the Vs rarely want to share you but will rat each other out for "having you" in a heart beat. Velvette and Vox hide you from Val, but any of them will gladly steal you from the other lmao. God, a yandere Vox who's lucid and tryna keep his behaviors under wraps, keep it to pictures, stalking and looking from afar, and then you have the other two Vs like SHOVING YOU at him as like, a joke to watch him squirm and blush. They'd be randomly bringing you along just to tease him and watch him sweat. Valentino hits Vox up for a date or a night out and the tv demon shows up and you're there too lmao

I feel like these three are the worst because they all have the capacity to be obsessed with your appearance. Velvette is an influencer, Vox is a TV mogul and tech CEO, and Valentino... obviously we don't need to comment on his penchant for having arm candy. All of them are obsessed with their appearance and their brand and one of them is literally a tailor with magical clothes changing powers. You could have something like the other two Vs show up while you're serving Val drinks and Velvette cocks her brow, "hey, why doesn't this one have a proper uniform?" And she just starts zapping you into different varying levels of exposed outfits that match the other employees at the strip club and Val's aesthetic just for kicks as the big man himself oogles you like a pervert and his boyfriend is pretending he's not interested but, his screen is totally turning red

Tbh I'm suddenly thinking of like, imagine thinking "your body is safe" because Val has never come onto you and, you aren't sleeping with anyone and, you get upset one night and do some self harming behaviors. Velvette or Valentino comes and demands you try something on or you get nonconsensually zapped into something and there are cuts hidden on your body. Velvette is furious because this affects how you look in her clothes and what she can dress you up in, Vox is you know concerned because idk I imagine he knows what it's like to be horribly insecure and feel like you aren't good enough, and Valentino probably loves having you constantly half naked and the self harm scabs? Not hot, babe. Obviously they're all upset over you hurting yourself but, these are occasional feelings on top of that

Ugh I dunno just. They all have power and influence and money and they're all crazy and I'm over here kicking my feet and twirling my hair with thoughts of being objectified in allllll the fun ways

#yandere hellaverse #yandere hazbin hotel #yandere stuff #sinprompts

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strawberrylet · 3 months

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batkids + things I’ve experienced as a college student

Dick: gets stopped by people to talk about their bible study group, walking out of the building to see a guy being arrested, then misses the bus

Barbara: freshman dorms. disgusting shared bathrooms. people break/take out the elevator lights, gotta ride them in complete darkness for a whole semester. loud neighbors. like 10 fire alarms in one year.

Jason: procrastinating a project until the day it’s due. hasn’t started it and has no idea how to do it. goes unpunished tho bc the professor makes it extra credit.

Cass: going absolutely ham the last two weeks of class because there’s like 200 campus dollars saved on the account that can only be used for food.

Tim: getting a plate full of green spanish rice and shredded cheese in the dining hall. that’s dinner for tonight… and many nights to come.

Steph: dressing up for halloween as a custodian. wearing green turtle-neck and luigi hat. only to wear a vacuum backpack, looking like luigi’s mansion.

Duke: goes to TA hours with like 10 other people all crowded into a library study room. all the calculus questions are about physics and even the TA has no idea. only person who got the question in the study room got help from her physics professor dad.

Damian: left a lecture after listening to classmates argue if fortnite is considered a competitive game or not for 30 mins. people brought up the difference between fornite’s rng vs hearthstone’s rng.

#batfam #batfamily #batman #batkids #dick grayson #barbara gordon #jason todd #tim drake #cassandra cain #duke thomas #damian wayne #batfam hc #yes these are real

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zvtara-was-never-canon · 2 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/ecoterrorist-katara/743680863675580416?source=share

I know that you have already talked about the "female gaze" more than once, but what do you say about this?

Let's get the easier parts out of the way:

1 - The showrunners consider Aang the angel on Katara's shoulder on The Southern Raiders because Avatar is a kids show and the moral of the episode was "Hey, kids, even if you ever meet a truly horrible person don't immediately respond with violence, it could backfire horribly or push you to do something you'd regret later" not because they think she's an object that Aang gets to posses and control - hence them having Aang give her advice on what to do, but not try to prevent her from leaving nor judging her for not forgiving her mother's killer.

2 - Katara's point was NOT central to Zuko in that episode, at least not at first. By the end of the episode he understood and felt compassion for her and her family, but at the start he was only looking for a cheat-code to make Katara stop hating him because it reminded him of his screw ups. It was Zuko being entitled and trying to avoid consequences.

3 - "This thing is like the PLATONIC version of a thing that sometimes happens in romance" If it's platonic (you said it, not me) then it's not a "win" for your OTP. Zuko and Iroh's falling out after Ba Sing Se has lots of dramatic, super intense and heartbreaking moments, just like romances do - but their storyline is obviously not a romance and they are explicitly treated by the narrative as father and son.

4 - "Katara isn't hiding any side of her personality from Zuko" Katara doesn't hide any side of her personality for ANYONE - family, friends, rivals, enemies, strangers. Highlighing that she is herself with Zuko is pointless because she is herself with everyone, including people she does not like, which was the category Zuko fit into at the moment.

Now, onto yet another absurdly long take by this annoyed feminist that has had enough to the "Male Gaze VS Female Gaze" bullshit.

(Check this previous post before reading the rant in case you don't know these terms or what they mean/were supposed to mean)

Zutarians gotta learn that just because a trope is popular, that doesn't mean it is present in every story, and that NO TROPE appeals to a whole group of people, no matter how much they keep insisting that their ship is the "female gaze" - like that thing could ever even exist.

To give a practical exemple so people understand what I mean: Imagine that a woman wrote screenplay about a lesbian romance, which is then filmed by a female director, and edited by a woman. The actresses playing the lead roles also have their own perspective on the story and characters. The movie is then shown to 200 women, every single one of them has their own opinion on it.

Which of the women I mentioned above is going to speak FOR HER ENTIRE GENDER, and decide if that romance fits "the female gaze"? Do we take a survey and whatever points are repeated the most are taken as objectively correct due to being how the majority feels, and thus any differing opinion is treated as lesser and "not what women like" regardless of how many women feel that way? Do we only listen to the proffessional criticts in that audience of women and completely disregard the opinion of any woman that didn't study anything regarding cinema and writting?

Even if somehow it is decided that the movie fits into the "female gaze" - if all those women rewatch the movie years later and some of them feel differently about it, would that affect the definition? If their grand-daughters watch it 50 years later and don't agree with their grandmother's takes on it, does the definition change? If the movie is shown to other groups of women, from different countries, and they all have their own opinion on it that is radically different from that of the first group, which group of women gets to say "OUR culture's way of interpreting this story is the TRUE way women feel about it, everyone else doesn't count"?

If the movie is then shown to 200 men and they all like it, does that turn it from "female gaze" to "unisex gaze"? Does it become "Male Gaze" if the guys get aroused by it, even if the movie was designed to appeal to women and not to them AND there was no exploitation involved? If the 200 women then watch a movie that has scenes that are considered as having been made to appeal to guys, but some or all of them ALSO enjoy it (story of my life), does that make it change from "male gaze" to "Female Gaze"?

Gender is simply ONE out of many, many, many things that can impact how one views fiction - and it doesn't exist in isolation, being affected by generation, culture, language, religion, class, etc. The "Female Gaze" doesn't exist. It CAN'T exist because humans are more complicated than that. It is a concept that is almost fully divorced from reality.

Also I can't help but notice that, because of the way these terms work in the assumption of absolutes, no room for nuance, "MALE Gaze" is meant to describe lazy writting/film-making that is sexist towards women and cases of full on exploitation and abuse in which men were the abusers, and sometimes the label even gets attached to harmless things as a form of bad faith criticism just because guys like it - but "FEMALE Gaze" is NOT about lazy writting/film-making that is sexist towards men (say stories that full on say that a guy hitting a woman is bad, but a woman hitting a man is funny, or using "guys always want it" as justification for scenes of female characters forcing themselves on the male characters).

Instead, Female Gaze is meant to either neutral or POSITIVE. "This appeals to women" is used for praise, "this appeals to men" is used as criticism. Women are harmless, men are dangerous. Women are helpless victims, men are evil abusers. Women need to be protected and put on pedestal, men need to be hated and feared. Female desire is inherently pure, male desire is inherently objectifying. And, of course, any woman that disagrees is bad and a traitor and needs to be "called out for being anti-feminist" (aka be condescended to or full on attacked).

This is sexism, pure and simple. Anyone can be a victim, anyone can be an abuser. Anyone can like any kind of story, trope, genre, ship, etc. Desire is a morally neutral thing, and it doesn't become "pure" or "inherently corrupt" depending on the gender of the person who feels it.

The "Male Gaze VS Female Gaze" thing is nonsensical at best and perpetuates a dangerous double standard at worse, and I'm so fucking tired of it never being questioned because people are afraid of being labelled misogynistic.

#anti zutara #male gaze #female gaze #sexism

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vixenpen · 7 months

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Our Year Eddie Munson x Black fem reader (pt. 5)

Eddie’s POV

Fucking perfect.

Was all he could think as he watched the jocks swagger into the gym like they were the fucking mage kings of the court or something.

Eddie grimaced, but tried to ignore the douchebags making eyes at whoever they were screwing on the squad currently. He was only concerned with you.

He turned back to see a few of your squad mates giving him dirty looks and the way they were eyeing you wasn’t much better.

Ever the pro, you kept a smile in place as you called out the cheers. He tried to focus on you and smiled. You looked great out there. Your brown skin had barely broken a sweat and your movements weren’t nearly as stiff as the other girls.

Man, just looking at you made everyone else fade away for Eddie. He leaned his elbows back on the bleachers behind him as a goofy grin lit up his face. Eddie Munson was whipped and he didn’t care who knew it.

Matter of fact, he was so caught up in you that he didn’t see the hoop heads looking his way.

“Alright, ladies, that’s it for today. Great job! We’re already looking strong! Let’s keep up the good work next practice. Get home safe everyone.”

With a clap of her hands, the girls and a sprinkle of guys on the team dispersed toward their waiting bags or their boyfriends. A few of them headed for the locker room. Y/n headed straight for Eddie who straightened up who wrapped her in a big hug.

“Great job out there, babe.”

“Thanks, Eddie bear,” you giggled as he kissed your forehead. “Where are the kids?” You asked referring to Mike and Dustin.

“I told them to wait in the car. C’mon we gotta get the kiddos home before their curfews or—“

“Hey, Munson, I knew you were a freak, but I didn’t take you for a creep too.” Andy Manning jeered, he was one of Jason’s loyal minions and was always the second most confrontational of their crew besides Jason.

The trio approached Eddie and y/n followed by the very smug looking core four.

“I could care less about anybody on this squad other than y/n.” Eddie shot back, squeezing his girlfriend tighter against his side. “Let’s get outta here babe.”

The pair tried to side step the gaggle of basketball players and cheerleaders only for Chance to block their path.

“Not so fast, freak, Liz told us you two trashed her car this weekend. Is that true?”

“Oh, did your car get trashed too, Liz?” Y/n asked innocently. “We got soda bombed at the movies this weekend. Seems some asshole is just going around ruining people’s nights. You better watch out.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Chance snapped.

“You heard my girl, ball for brains, somebody trashed our car too that night.” Eddie shot back. “You got the wrong suspects so move.”

He tugged y/n’s arm once more leading her away from the group of jocks and bitchy cheerleaders.

“Y/n when you’re ready to drop the zero, I’ll be here!” One of the guys jeered.

It was enough to stop Eddie in his tracks.

“Eddie, don’t.” His girlfriend tugged his arm. “Please. Fuck them.”

But it was too late and Eddie was already headed back in the laughing jocks direction.

“I know you’ve taken a few hits to the head since being on the team, dick cheese, but if you need a reminder of what happened to your leader,” Eddie nodded toward Jason, “I can jog your memory.”

Jason’s face burned bright red at the reminder of his three time ass kicking.

“Wha’d you say, rat hair?” Chance asked, his chest sticking out as he glared back at Eddie.

“You heard me.” Eddie shot back. “All of you did. I can use any of you dimwits as a reminder.”

Chance advanced on him and Eddie stepped closer while the rest of the squad and team looked on. Eddie’s heart was beating wildly to as the air became charged with adrenaline. Contrary to popular belief, Eddie didn’t go looking for trouble nor did he usually start it. He hated conflict ever since he was a child, and knew when to run vs when to fight. But he wasn’t a punching bag either. He’d gotten enough of that as a kid. It was no secret that he was the tough guy of Hellfire club, but douchebags still liked to try him on occasion.

“Eddie, don’t!” Y/n grabbed his arm.

“Yeah, listen to your girl, Munson.” Chance spat, green eyes narrowing.

“Dude, shut up!” Jason reprimanded.

“Might wanna listen to your leader, asshole.” Eddie smirked. “At least one of you still has your memory.”

Jason’s expression grew from wary to mortified. His face drained of color as if he thought Eddie might blow his tough guy image right then and there about kicking his ass years ago. Luckily Eddie just gave him his usual shit eating smirk.

“C’mon, Eddie,” Y/n whispered pulling her boyfriend away, “let’s go.”

“This isn’t over, Munson!” Chance called behind him.

Eddie held up his middle finger as his girlfriend led him out of the gym.

Could he have handled that better? Maybe, but he was tired of people making his social status y/n’s problem. Even more tired of guys outright disrespecting his relationship with her.

I just wanna date my girl in peace. Is that so much to ask!

He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t even realize y/n was talking.

“Eddie?”

He stopped in his tracks as he noticed you had stopped too.

“Are you ok? I know those lames pissed you off.”

“Yeah…” Eddie sighed, running a ringed hand through his messy curls. His cheeks puffed as he blew out a frustrated sigh. “I didn’t mean to make problems for you, y/n.”

“You didn’t.” She insisted. “We knew this was a possibility.”

“Still, I should probably stay away from your practices.”

“No you shouldn’t! Other girl’s boyfriends pick them up from practice it shouldn’t be any different for us.”

“Y/n, I am on my last leg for graduation. One wrong move could ruin that for me and if your Coach finds out that your boyfriend is fighting basketball team members I could get you kicked from the squad.” A sad smile tugged the corners of his lips. “Hate to break it to you beautiful, but I’m kind of a common denominator here.”

“I’d rather be off the squad, than hide you.”

Eddie’s heart skipped as he stared down at his girlfriend’s warm dark eyes and sincere expression. She was always in his corner 100%. He just wished he could make it mean something. Lately it always felt like being with him meant y/n had to sacrifice something and he hated that.

Before he could find the words to express that, his girlfriend was on her tip toes kissing him and turning his brain into mush.

With a surprised hum, Eddie wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her back.

With every undulation of her tongue in his mouth and every second in her arms his insecurities melted away.

Dammit. I love this chick. I love you, y/n. I can’t let this go…

For a long time there was nothing but white noise and y/n in his brain until:

“See, I told you he was probably hooking up.” A familiar smart alecy voice quipped.

“That still doesn’t mean I owe you five dollars.”

The couple turned to see Dustin and Mike standing at the end of the hall.

“Hey,” Eddie barked, his face heating up in embarrassment and his beat up leather jacket not helping the matter. “I thought I told you little munchkins to wait in the van!”

“Dude, you were taking five ever to come out!” Dustin shot back. He and Mike were wearing AV club shirts and matching windbreakers.

“Yeah, Eddie, not to rush you, but we do kinda have curfews.” Mike added.

“Ughh, fine Eddie rolled his eyes as y/n giggled. “C’mon ya little shits. Let’s get you two home before your mommies call the cops or whatever.”

“Thank you.” Dustin shot back.

The older teens fell into step with the underclassmen as Dustin continued to talk.

“Hey, Eddie, tell Mike a deal’s a deal.”

“I didn’t make a deal with you, dude, you assumed we were betting and I just didn’t say anything.”

“Failure to deny a bet is an automatic loss, dude.” Eddie chuckled as he slung an arm around his girlfriend.

“What?! Since when? You guys are just dicking with me.”

“You either take the bet or deny it, Mike. That’s just how it is.” Y/n got in on the fun.

“I am not giving Dustin another five bucks!”

As they joked on their way to the car, Eddie finally felt himself relax for the first time since the run-in. He held the van door open grinning from ear to ear as y/n climbed in still joking with the kids and her brown skin glistening from the slight sheen of sweat. She was perfect, she was his, and no hoop head or cheerleader status was going to change that.

#soundcloud #buy black #eddie munson #stranger things fanfiction #i said what i said #eddie munson x black!reader #black reader #stranger things 4 #stranger things au #Spotify

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marvelstarker-mha98 · 10 months

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The Runaway Distance Life Of A Little Stark Ch 16: A taste of your action

Pairing: Tony Stark & daughter!Reader, brock rumlow vs reader, Nick fury & alexander pierce, Friday & reader, Natasha romanoff & nick fury vs Alexander, pierce, Steve rogers & Maria Hill, Steve Rogers & Sam wilson Summary: After reveal, reader fights Warning: Flashback, fights, blood, bullet Co author with: callikc

Tag: @venomsvl @geeksareunique

-2013-

A year had passed since the Battle of New York and things in the city were just about getting back to normal.

The major landmarks had been reconstructed, more housing had been built to shelter those who had lost everything, and the losses sustained that day had been mourned. The Avengers were also a well established group now, everyone knew their names.

It was seemingly a normal day in the tower. Most of them were wandering the halls - save for Natasha who was on a mission of her own and Tony who was somewhere else - and it was Steve who found something that piqued all of their interest.

In Tony's personal space was a picture in a frame. The frame itself was brand new, meaning it was frequently looked after, but the picture was much older. It showed a girl of perhaps fifteen years of age who looked strikingly similar to someone they all knew. "Why does she look like Stark?" Clint asked, speaking everyone's mind. "She seems familiar." Thor said, certain he'd seen someone like her before. "She does." Bruce agreed. "Does he have any living relatives?" Steve questioned. "Wouldn't we know?" Clint asked. "I mean, the Starks have always been famous. And arrogant. You'd know if there was more than one." "He's never mentioned a girl." Bruce said. "There's probably a reason for it." "I'm asking Pepper." Before anyone could stop him, Clint was off. The other three shared a glance before following suit and going all the way up to Pepper's office. She was sitting at her desk going through various paperwork, probably for Stark Industries.Steve politely knocked on the door and she looked up, a friendly but intrigued smile on her face, before waving them in. They filed in one by one, filling the space easily. "Are you guys okay?" Pepper asked. "We require information." Thor stated. "What kind of information?" "In Stark's office there is a picture of a girl. What is she doing there?" "Straight to the point." Clint mused. "I applaud you." "Oh..." Her smile faltered. "I don't think that's a good idea." "Why? Who is she?" Steve asked."It's a complicated story, and I don't think I should be the one to tell you." "She's important to Tony, isn't she?" Bruce asked, a lot less demanding than his friends. Pepper hesitated, but nodded. "She's young, though. Unless he's into schoolgirls, it's gotta be-" Clint cut himself off, eyes wide. "Don't tell me he's got a kid." Her look said it all. "He has a daughter?" The four avengers exclaimed at the same time, as shocked as each other. "How?" Bruce questioned. Clint smirked a little. "Well when two people love each other very much, stuff happens." He gave him a very unamused look. "Look, it's a sensitive topic." Pepper said, getting their attention again. "She and him weren't very close, and she ran away. Tony tried to find her for years but there's no trace anywhere." "What are the odds she's still alive?" Bruce asked. "I don't know." She sighed. "I hope she's out there somewhere, we all do. Just... I think it's best you ask Tony for the whole story." "Come on." Clint said. "Time to solve a mystery." "Thank you, Lady Pepper." Thor said as the group once again followed Clint. After asking JARVIS where Tony was hauled up, they eventually found him hiding away in one of his many labs. He was working on one of his gauntlets, probably fixing something neither of them wanted to even attempt to understand. Clint, who seemed to have taken the lead on their little side mission, knocked a very melodic pattern on the door, causing Tony to glance up. Unlike Pepper, who greeted them with a smile, he looked indifferent and reluctantly moved away from his workstation to pull open the door. "Yes?" He asked, waiting expectantly. Clint grinned. "We have questions." "You want a medal, Katniss?" "Whoa. Dial down the hostility for a second, will you?" "I was kinda in the middle of something." "And we won't take long-" "Maybe we should discuss this another time." Steve offered, Bruce and Thor quickly agreeing. "Oh, no, no, no, no." Clint insisted. "I'm too curious." Tony just looked bored. "Alright. What's up?" "We have used our above average intellectual abilities to deduce that you, Stark, have been hiding a secret." "Barton, you guys have the intellectual abilities of a teaspoon." "Okay, I'm going to conveniently ignore that horrific insult and cut right to the chase." His jokey demeanor faded. "We know about the kid." "What kid?" "Yours." The mood change was enough to make anyone uncomfortable. Tony's face dropped and his indifference quickly became a mix of surprise and anger. "I don't know what you're talking about." He shrugged. "Tony, we saw her picture." Steve said, his tone a lot more gentle than Clint's had been. "We got Pepper to tell us who she was." For the first time around them, he seemed genuinely uncomfortable, as if the mere mention of the girl was bringing back a lifetime of bad memories. "What is her name?" Thor asked. He didn't say anything for a minute, his face stone cold. "(Y/n)." "Lady Pepper mentioned she ran away. Why would she do that?" "Because I was a terrible father." "Tony, that's not true." Bruce tried to say. "You wouldn't know." He snapped. However, he quickly regretted it and sighed. "It's a long story." "We've got time." He scoffed and motioned for them to enter his lab. He let everyone get comfortable, as well as himself, before beginning to explain. "When I went missing years back, I left her behind. She was so much like me that I guess I got scared. I wasn't there for her. When I discovered it was Stane who organized the whole thing, he told me she'd discovered it too, and that he'd put a hit on her. I think she always wanted out, but that was the final push. Every day I blame myself and every damn day I miss her more than you'll ever understand. She just..." He tried to think of good enough words but it all came short. Instead, he lifted a hand to something around his neck, an intricate looking necklace. "This is all I have left of her." "I'm so sorry, Tony." Steve said. "I know words alone aren't enough, but we'll help you. We'll help you find her, whatever it takes." Tony didn't respond at first. He didn't particularly like Steve despite having saved the world together, but he did appreciate that gesture. "Why?" He asked. Steve smiled. "Because we're a team." -Present Day- "(Y/n)..." Steve mumbled, his eyes wide. "She's been alive this whole time?" "Iron Man has a kid?" Sam questioned over comms, just as shocked. "She's been missing for years, we thought she was dead." "Well from what I just saw, I'm pretty sure she's alive and kicking." "It's..." He honestly didn't know what to say. "Hill, did you know about this?" There was a moment of pause before her voice also came through. "Yes." "Why didn't Tony know?" "It was at her own request. She didn't want him being in danger because of her." "Did y'all miss the part where she's got a glowing scepter?" Sam asked. "The hell is that about?" "It was the tool of a man playing a god." Steve explained. "Sam, can you get (Y/n)'s location?" There was another brief pause. "Got her. She's in the labs, 21st floor." "Find her and help her. Make sure she's safe." "You got it, Cap." - In the conference room, everyone had fallen silent again. No one knew quite what to say after seeing the one and only (Y/n) Stark announce her resurrection. Natasha broke the silence first. "You hid her from him for six years?" It was obvious to anyone that Fury knew all about it. Hiding someone and giving them a false life was textbook for him, no one would have expected any less, and he didn't exactly look shocked about it. "After so long." Pierce stated, smiling cruelly. "We finally have her." "No, you don't." Fury argued. "You never will." Natasha was focused on the director with a hard gaze. Even she was struggling to believe what they'd just heard and seen. How could the girl who made most of their weapons be Tony's daughter? How had no one noticed when it now seemed so blatantly obvious. Why did you do it?" She asked. "She asked." Was all Fury replied. "But Stark-" "He didn't need to know." "He mourned her every day. The least he deserved was to know she was alive." "It would have comprised everything." As the two argued about it, Pierce glanced down at his hand where a small device was hiding. With it, he alerted a certain STRIKE commander about (Y/n)'s presence, along with orders to capture her and the scepter. -(Y/n) POV- You looked at the scientists in the room, all three of which were staring at you in complete awe. But you didn't have time to stop and pose. "Look, you're in danger if you're within thirty feet of this thing." You warned, motioning to the scepter in your hand. "You've gotta go." "What about you?" One of them asked, his voice trembling. "This is my final mission. Fury asked me to protect this thing, so I'm gonna." You opened the case again, putting it inside. "FRIDAY, find an escape route." After a moment, the voice filled your ear. "The ventilation system leads right outside the building." "Okay." You picked up the sealed case and looked at your company. "The vents connect to an outside system. If you want to get out in one piece, that's the way to go." You helped them open up the hatch and immediately the first two ran for it. The third, on the other hand, hesitated as he turned to you. It was the one you'd terrified by almost shooting him. "What if they catch you?" He asked. You shrugged. "I've got weapons." "But you don't have a suit." "Not every hero needs a suit to save the day." "But..." He trailed off, looking around the lab until he finally spotted something. "Take this." He held what looked like a bazooka gun. It was a surprisingly bright thing, with a circular slot at the top and at the end, meaning its rounds would be circular, much like your smoke bombs or acid balls. "It's not much but I hope you can use it." The scientist said. You nodded, thankful. "I appreciate it. And sorry for almost taking your kneecap off." A shy smile appeared on his face. "It's all good. Be safe, Miss Stark." With that, you parted ways. You ran with the case in hand, going for the top floor since it was the last place HYDRA would expect you to run. They'd probably have agents at the lower exits, not the top. However, it didn't mean no agents were lying in wait. You encountered a group of seven at first, all of whom trained their guns on you the second you came into view. They didn't waste a second and sent a hailstorm of bullets after you. You barely survived, sprinting for the corner and taking refuge behind the wall as the sound echoed. You dropped the case on the floor and grabbed the bazooka with both hands, loading it up with an acid ball first. Then you waited for the sound of reloading before peering around and pulling the trigger. The ball shot from the end and catapulted itself at the group, taking out two in one. The man and woman it hit screamed in agony as their flesh burned and hissed. By the time the other five had time to process, you'd already loaded up a smoke bomb and fired that too, blinding them. Remembering the brief training you underwent with Agent Hill during your initial stay at the Triskelion, you started by leaving cover and performing a graceful cartwheel, only to catch one of the agents with your foot and stagger him. You spun around with the bazooka still in one hand and backhanded him with it, sending him to the floor. In a movement so fluid it seemed like the same second, you smacked a female agent with your new gun. She stumbled forward from the impact and that time you went for an uppercut, sending her flying back instead. She crashed into the wall with a yell. Moving on to number three, she took a swing at you but you dropped to the floor, instead sliding across and taking out her legs. You swung the bazooka with both hands that time, her now unconscious body sliding across the floor to join the others. Number two was next. You jumped to your feet as he ran at you, looking for a way to win. You spotted it with the wall and charged right back at him, rebounding off the solid structure at the last minute and using your entire body to take him down as you crashed into him. Once you were on the floor, you delivered a sharp punch to his face and knocked him out cold. Number one was last. He grabbed you from behind and lifted you up with an arm around your neck. You tried to fight but he was stronger than you, at least while he was in control anyway. He tried pushing you into one of the walls but you held your hands out to stop the contact. As his grip loosened at the premature stop, you took advantage and kicked off the wall with your feet. Then, with his grip released, you spun around and kicked him square in the chest, knocking him down. You picked up the bazooka, which had been dropped during the altercation, and brought it down on his head several times until he stopped moving. Breathless, you ran back to the wall you had hid behind at first and picked up the case again, continuing on your way up the building. Halfway up a set of stairs, you ran into a HYDRA agent cornering a SHIELD one. With no time to reload the bazooka, you raised your empty hand, the one that was decorated with the watch. You performed an intricate hand motion before suddenly several darts flew from the device, planting themselves into the HYDRA agent's neck. He dropped like a stone and the SHIELD guy stuttered a thanks that you were too quick to hear. You didn't stop, not until you finally reached the highest level of the Triskelion. Even then the only reason you stopped was because you felt a sudden burning pain in your shoulder as a bullet went through it. You collapsed to the ground, the case free of your grasp as it slid into one of the rooms. "What the hell?!" You gasped, gripping your bleeding wound. None other than Rumlow was approaching, his gun in hand. "I caught you, Campbell. Or should I say Stark?" You rolled your eyes, not in the mood for sarcasm, and tried to stand. It didn't work so well and you merely stumbled through the doorway where the scepter had gone. Rumlow followed, laughing at the state of you. He put his gun away to take the bazooka from you. "Not so tough now, huh?" You winced as the pain in your shoulder started to magnify. "Don't tell me your fighting technique is 90s one-liners. I don't have time for that." He laughed a second time. "Do you know how long we've waited for this? To finally take you out?" You raised a brow. "You're only taking me out if you're the one buying dinner." He scoffed. "You're just like Stark, you know that?" "Yeah." You forced a smile. "Sucks, doesn't it?" "Don't worry, we'll be the ones laughing... At your funeral." "Dude, again with the corny shit." When he went to retort, you leapt into action and took him by surprise, reaching for the scepter case. Rumlow grabbed you before you could, forcing you to stand on your feet. In retaliation, you threw a punch, but unfortunately he caught it and swung the bazooka, hitting the side of your face. The pain was like venom, burning everywhere. "Was that necessary?!" You yelled. Rumlow seemed to have finally shut up, however, and focused more on action. He hit you again and went for the case himself. You spat some blood out of your mouth and jumped on him from behind, arms around his neck. He made a sound of surprise but quickly backed into a wall, forcing you to let go. Then he threw the bazooka and grabbed you with both hands, lifting you off the ground before throwing you at the glass table in the room. It shattered on impact and you groaned in pain as tiny shards cut your skin. Rumlow grabbed the structure of the table and tossed it to the side, straddling your waist as he held you down with one hand and pressed his thumb into your shoulder with the other. You screamed in pure agony as more blood squirted from the bullet hole. "Daddy won't save you now." He spat, going for your throat. However, before he could choke the life out of you, someone else arrived on the scene and pulled him away. The stranger punched him several times until he was winded and then turned to you, offering a hand.

(This is the bazooka that reader is using)

#Tony stark #tony stark x daughter!reader #ironman #sam wilson #falcon #steve rogers #captain america #Nick Fury #maria hill #natasha romanoff #Black Widow #mcu #marvel #avengers

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A weekend in a solarpunk future

Today was quite the busy day- and it was spent almost entirely outdoors.

This morning was the monthly 'get to know the plants around you' meetup. The idea behind this group is that 3 people (This time it was me, A., and C.) who are very familiar with the native plants around here and their uses, as well as the invasive species around here and their uses, lead a group through one of the local parks, and we teach the new comers what we know. We get a lot of people who have just moved to town and aren't yet familiar with the local ecosystems, those who didn't grow up foraging or working with plants, and of course some retirees who are looking to connect with nature in a way that they couldn't during their working lives back in the 2010s and 2020s.

We started by going over plants that get confused by beginners a lot (western bleeding heart vs herb robert, mahonia vs holly, that sort of thing), then moved on to the most common and vigorous native plants, and how each of us uses them in our lives (stinging nettle for tea, pesto, soup, the fiber for cloth, etc). We finish out the meetup by identifying the most... shall we say, vigorous of the invasive plants, and how to safely remove them (I mean, some have sap that can hurt you, so it's good to point those ones out). Some make tasty food, but we discussed how to safely compost the rest of them.

Gotta be honest, turning a problem (invasive species) into a resource (fertilizer) fills me with a sense of satisfaction like no other. C. usually takes the ones that are good for making fertilizer (invasive buttercup, bindweed, Hyacinthoidess, etc); I'll take the English Ivy and Himalayan blackberries home because my pet goats love to eat them. They also love bindweed, but I can share.

Anyway, we show the new folks how to identify and remove them, and then we put their new skills to the test. It's really starting to make a noticeable effect in the areas we visit, and I have to hope that every one we teach keeps practicing on their own.

Of course, removing the invasive species is only one part of the solution, but that's a whole different post.

This afternoon was a work party at the community/foodbank garden, which is always a good time and opportunity to connect with others. Back in the day I would've been confused by what a "community/foodbank" garden was, but honestly, it works. People who can, come and work in the garden and take what they will use for the next week. People who aren't able to donate their physical skills come by the food bank and are able to get the food they'll use in a week. It used to be that people thought there would be too many "takers" and not enough "workers", but it turns out that working in large groups, in close connection with the land, knowing that you're helping not only yourself but others in your community is hugely motivating for a large segment of the population. It's also awesome because the people who run the garden are super passionate about sustainable gardening and figuring out how to make gardening accessible to everyone in the community who wants to, so people feel comfortable coming to learn and then taking the knowledge and skills back to their neighborhood hub/commons gardens. Really, in the past ten years, the number of people who have started incorporating native plants, started mulching, stopped pulling out plants that support native insects, built rainwater and grey water irrigation systems and so on has really blossomed. The city is so much greener (and cooler) than it used to be, both metaphorically and literally.

Speaking of greywater, that's tomorrow's project. This evening is for listening to the chorus frogs and relaxing on the back porch.

#solarpunk fiction #fictional permaculture #fictional gardening

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eoinmcgonigal · 5 months

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So I saw a post about tumblr wanting to try this 'communities' thing, and I just gotta vent/say my piece. (the tl;dr is 'fuck that shit')

1. I really hate the current trend of fracturing and fragmenting things down into little pieces so they can be categorised into boxes. That's not natural. (Also, discord pushing threads, which I already detest for 1) making me feel like I'm gonna hurl from the violently dissonant, ugly layout, 2) the severely narrow topic problem, and 3) how neurodiverse-hostile they are.)

Like, naturally conversations meander. If you're only allowed to discuss one topic, it's gonna be stifling. You WILL run out of things to say. Making another little box isn't going to fix it, it'll just add to the clutter

2. Quite importantly, honestly, just stop fucking changing shit. It's unnecessary

3. It's not going to be neurodiverse-friendly. As if fandom hasn't changed enough to become increasingly unfriendly to people who are just here to enjoy their hyperfixation and/or special interest. I don't need another thing to learn to navigate. I don't need another place with different rules to carefully traverse. Yes, I'm fandom old and salty. I'm AuDHD and a spoonie with about half a spoon to spend on a good day. I do not have the energy to do all this switching about and jumping from thing to thing. It's exhausting. I want everything where I can find it, and where I can be passionate without having to perform tasks like it's some customer service job, or job interview

4. FOMO shit is toxic. This whole 'be a part of the thing!' necessity if you want to 'engage' or see the conversations and 'content'. Why? I guess it's a social media model that drives engagement, but the stress of it is going to fuck people up. What if you don't have the time, energy, health, spoons, social skills, etc? I have no idea how much interacting will be expected with other people in the 'community' but I can see it becoming a twitter-like circlejerk, and if you're not one of the 'in' crowd doing your required interaction/reblogging/commenting then you might as well not exist to that fandom/group

5. From the description, it looks like these things will be ripe for drama, toxicity, clique shit, becoming echo chambers, etc. because 'semi public' means you gotta opt in/join in some way and whatever's said isn't visible to any old user

Like, who is going to create and mod these things? Who decides what the rules are? What if your fave is 'problematic', or your kink is 'gross' (if nsfw is allowed at all), your take doesn't fit with fanon, or you are just a bit weird and people shun or turn on you for that?

I hope I'm wrong and either these things never happen or they're not as bad as I fear, but fuck sakes I have the above worries because it's shit I've seen happen time and time again, and I don't want to see given a place here

Also, genuinely, what the fuck is tumblr going to be like if you can't/don't want interact with these community things?

Quickly, 6. it creates an 'us' (in crowd) vs. 'them' (not part of our gang)

And then 7. who is going to be dominant in these 'communities'?

Yes, I'm upset right now, because tumblr was just fine (well, fine enough) until this point. I mean:

We have the ability to make sideblogs! (My Star Wars sideblog from... well a decade ago oops... is still out there, I don't touch it any more but I left it up for people to go through). Tumblr even made it so we can reply with sideblogs, which was a very neat update.

Tags!! I don't think it's as usual these days for people to go through tags to find new content, but that's how I do it, how I've always done it, and how I always intend to do it. I'm not following everyone who makes an SAS:RH post. I love you guys, but no. My dash would cause me to have a panic attack. It's already too much for me most days.

EFFORT!!!! I can be here every day full-time doing Stuff if I want! Or I can zone out for weeks if I want/need, materialise and contribute a silly meme, then drift off into the sunset again. If I 'miss' anything, I can go back through the tags, or scroll someone's blog. But honestly, who notices/cares on here if someone lurks or goes afk for a bit. It's super low pressure, because I'm doing what I can/want when I can/want

I want to opt in/out on my own time and terms. The thought of having to be part of a 'community' so I can see/not miss Content TM is freaking me out. I don't want there to be an 'appropriate' time window to interact with things like there is on other social media sites.

So, idk how the shit will look, but I don't agree with making things harder for people to access/find. I won't be posting stuff 'semi-privately'.

And you know what's super upsetting? The thought that I won't be able to see conversations and creations for things I love, because they're hidden away behind some complex new social thing I can't navigate. (Which is already an off-putting, ostracising problem on discord.) That's not how fandom communities should be.

The thought of there being less stuff 'out there' because it's in some 'community' somewhere... really not the direction I'd ever hope this site wold go in

I'm fuckin exhausted. Just lemme do my fandom whateverness without having to perform to some arbritary social interaction standard/requirements that I neither understand nor can do

#i want to murder discord threads because this feels like similar bullshit that's just gonna exclude people #JUST PUT SHIT WHERE PEOPLE CAN ACCESS IT EASILY #aim to be as inclusive as possible with as wide an audience and engagement as possible!#why is that so damn fucking hard?#also lol how long until they'd turn communities into a subscription thing or something #they keep changing shit and the newer people to things like discord and tumblr and fandom in general have no idea what it was like before #things have not always been this bad!#they were bad in other ways but nothing as exhausting as this social-media-model bullshit #yes i'm very fucked up over discord's update #i detest threads with a violent passion there's no fucking need to separate everything out until nothing is left in the channel #i can't even turn the ugly icon off in servers i own #i miss irc #i miss forums #i didn't like lj that much but goddamn #i miss pre-jumbled-up-tags tumblr #i miss pre-threads discord #we do not fucking need this change but it's being shoved down our throats because investors want to see new shit #i'm off to see if i can fix discord so i don't nearly throw up when i open it #the horrible thing is that it looks faintly passable in light mode but i can't read in light mode and you get light or dark and nothing els #personal #vent #just in case anyone hides those tags idk this has been a vent post #i'll go back to rogues soon

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incarnateirony · 1 year

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(I was actually planning to ask you this before I saw your post about Jared referring to Buckner/Ross-Leming as showrunners, but that just makes it more timely LOL.)

I feel like the fandom dislikes Eugenie Ross-Leming more than Brad Buckner. Even though all their episodes are co-written, Ross-Leming gets blamed for unpopular/clunky storylines, characterizations, and dialogue.

Do you know if there are valid reasons to attribute these things to her more than Buckner? Or are fans scapegoating her because the nepotism is more obvious in her case (even though Buckner benefited from it just as much)? Or are Buckner and Ross-Leming equally to blame for bad writing in their episodes, but Ross-Leming went above and beyond by meddling in season-long storylines (like keeping Mark Pellegrino around in seasons 13 and 14)?

I'm just curious about the dynamic among Singer, Ross-Leming, and Buckner and between them vs. the rest of the writers' room!

(I wonder what SPN's later seasons would've looked like if Buckner/Ross-Leming had never joined the writers' room in season 7 and/or if Singer had left when Kripke or Gamble did.)

Honestly I'm probably the source of the delineation between the two in fandom dialogue. Back when I joined people talked about them like a borg.

So a few details: One, the nepotism. Yes.

But also, they have different writing styles.

Brad and Eugenie wrote their episodes individually of each other, or summarily half an episode each, and then agreed on some bridge points usually pitched by Eugenie, which usually ended up being Mark P somehow.

They literally would write in different rooms. So this is why their stuff would seem like plot blenders. But also why you could get some weirdly good shit?

That weirdly good shit tended to be in Dean heavy sequences on dean's face of that episode, or where it met with someone else's plot. And that tended to be Brad, because he lowkey favored Dean. And, as an aside, is where some of the queer Dean "??? but why in bucklemming????" comes from, but his generation you could say both thinks and presents differently. Eugenie's sassy gay Cas is more her inability to write for a shit that became so routine it became a character trait, and really isn't the same category.

You can hear a bit the differences in how they think if you pull their interviews at convention panels. While Brad isn't groundbreaking in any sense, he at least still discusses characters, motivations, and grounded elements like that--where the characters are mentally and emotionally. Cut to Eugenie and she's gaping on about ki balls, flashing lights, how cool they get to use special effects, how much she loves Mark P, whatever. She's literally like, That Bitch In The RP Group Married To The GM That Can't Stop Fucking Up The Genre With Her Outworld Ideas He Allows. That's it. That's Eugenie.

I also do have the displeasure of knowing some personal family members of Eugenie's. Well, pleasure of knowing the family member, the displeasure of knowing Eugenie is all theirs but not something that is kept like some guarded secret. Didn't make it to the holidays, aint been invited for years, and good riddance.

So yeah, there's reasons, but you kinda gotta pick em out.

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How do you think the survive kids would handle being stuck on a long bus ride together for like, 8ish hours? For the sake of this hypothetical, the Professor is driving and everyone’s kemonogami partners are here on the bus.

Okay so were it not for the kemonogami since this is like a bubch of teenagers in 2020, I would accuse them of ignoring each other on their phones for 8 hours

BUT since their partners are there, there would be a lot more stories about school field trips, some classic field trip songs, and a lot more pointing out interesting things out the window

Saki, Minoru, Takuma, Miu, and Miyuki are Team "Let's Stop At Every Road Side Attraction and Tourist Spot" because if they're gonna be on a long ride they might as well have fun, get some group photos, and explore the world (otherwise, why didn't they just take a plane or something?)

The rest are Team "If We Keep Stopping We Will Never Get There Like This Is Already 8 Hours WITHOUT Stops And I Did Not Sign Up For A Twelve Hour Bus Ride"

I know Takuma is usually Mr. Peacekeeper over here but thinking about how early game had dialogue options like hey let's take a break and look at the flowers or cmon let Minoru have fun taking pictures I just think he would want to take more stops and have fun

For the most part everyone's partners agree with them but every now and then Falcomon or Syakomon will be like "okay seriously guys we don't NEED to stop here"

Or if Kunemon thinks a spot looks interesting Ryo will stop the bus his damn self so his partner can have fun

Or if the other mons think their partners are being too serious and not enjoying what is supposed to be a FUN trip enough they will gently convince them that stopping is a good idea

YOU KNOW HOW SOMETIMES OLD PEOPLE WILL SAY SOMETHING COMPLETELY OUT OF POCKET AND THEN NOT ELABORATE? I like to picture the Professor occasionally being like "this reminds me of the time that..." and dropping some random crazy thing he did on a school trip back in the day and then just NOT telling the full story jsjsnd

Other "stop the bus" vs "do not stop the bus" arguments include

-"Let's go to a restaurant" vs "Aoi packed more than enough snacks to last the whole ride"

-"I gotta pee" vs "We literally stopped half an hour ago, hold it"

-"I wanna look at <random landmark that's neither an attraction nor a tourist spot, but just like a really cool rock or a really big tree>" vs "NO"

Honestly Ryo yelling at everyone else to stop yelling at each other comes in clutch several times

The driver ofc has the final say about stopping or not and he tries his best to be fair about balancing fun with GETTING THERE IN A TIMELY MANNER

Other random bus ride hcs include

-all the kids falling asleep at some point except for Shuuji who stays up to keep the prof company

-a LOT of "wow this is different now" comments from Miyuki

-the more adventurous kids constantly managing to wander off and get lost when they DO stop, and very much testing the others' patience

-Kaito trying to watch a video with Dracmon sharing earphones and having to confront questions such as "where exactly are your ears" and "how exactly do you look at things"

-Takuma learning the hard way that Agumon gets motion sick

-Miu's arms getting tired from trying to hold Syakomon up in a way such that she can see out the window

TLDR: they get along about as well as they always do and things go...about as smoothly as they always do. But overall they agree that it was fun and they don't regret it. They might not want to do it again, however. (Except for the obvious return trip but you know what I mean).

#digimon survive #when did I start getting too lazy to tag everyone ksksnd

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Okay, glass divine. Before I get to any of the motivations, I just want to talk about the Deathlings a little bit. I didn't really talk about the actual football last time, but I love who you can just tell they are a very inclusive little society. Which is to be expected when most of not all of them have prosthetics which can be disabling at times. It’s also kinda fun to see Wilbur figure the prostetics out by observing and ot’s a nice way to let us know without having to force the characters into revealing it themselves.

Anyway, I just love all their rules for making it fair and how they stop to take breaks or have people sit out and there’s no fuss around it. It makes me very happy to see. Also, if I understand the interaction correctly, then Tubbo has hearing aids. Like that’a what Techno was asking and why he used hand gestures. Is there and actual sign language or did they make up some signs themselves? Anyway, it makes sense that Tubbo’s ears would be fucked since he has an explosion scare on his face.

There’s also the fact that a lot of the Deathlinhs seem to have had near-death experiences which involved losing a limb or take. Ranboo the worst of all. It’s interesting to see how normal it is to them vs. how Wilbur reacts to and interacts with it. He doesn’t treat it as if it’s that abnormal, but he still can’t look at Ranboo because the idea of what happened to him makes him sick. And even if he doesn’t really want to or take pleasure out of it, he still abuses Tommy’s bad lungs to try and escape.

(1/?)

-🌲

oh thank you!! yes I wanted to provide more descriptions for who had what prosthetics, and I realized that when they were playing football I could add little details here and there showing exactly that. also, I wanted to emphasize that while the cybernetic prosthetics are extremely advanced, it's still a prosthetic limb. it's never going to be a perfect replacement. so yeah, sometimes people need to take breaks, and they're all fine with that.

and you're right, tubbo has hearing aids! sign language still exists in the world of glass, so yeah, the Deathlings just use the standard sign language for their country. tubbo's hearing aids will be touched on a bit later in the story, but most of the Deathlings at least know bits and pieces of sign for tubbo. only tommy, ranboo, and aimsey are fluent though. tubbo tends to turn his hearing aids off later in the evenings because leaving them on for too long gives him a headache, and sometimes it's nice to have everything be just a bit more quiet. that's why techno asked if he had them on, because it was late at night so he wasn't sure if he'd turned them back on or not.

ok so note: a lot of the injuries the Deathlings sustained wouldn't typically lead to a loss of a limb, but you gotta consider the context. the Deathlings are an illegal terrorist group living underneath the city. if they get hurt, they can't just go to a hospital to get fixed up. Ponk is the only doctor they have. say someone were to severely break their leg in several places. with access to a full hospital including a full surgical staff and tools, that person probably wouldn't lose their leg because the staff would be able to piece it all back together. now consider that same break when your hospital is literally just one dude living in an underground temple without access to things like x-rays, MRIs, etc. it's gonna be a lot harder to piece that bone back together. but the Deathlings DO have a master engineer who can create a fully functioning prosthetic limb. so the solution is pretty obvious.

of course, a lot of the injuries the Deathlings received that led to their cybernetics happened before they joined the group, but yeah I just wanted to give that explanation

the thing is, cybernetics are fairly common in the lower districts in general and not just with the Deathlings. of course, prosthetics like what they have aren't very common because of how high quality sam's workmanship is (he could make so much money if he wasn't part of a death cult), but cybernetics are often considered a 'cheaper' solution to injuries that will cause long-term health issues. so it's really just wilbur not interacting with anyone that's not rich for the past 10+ years that's caused him to be so startled by all of this.

#ask #spruce anon #through a glass divine

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aew dynamite 9/28/22 liveblog containment zone

i fell asleep so we watched this like hours later

tay melo and anna jay came out and i couldnt tell them apart OMG the pizza guy is here too?? i thought he got cancelled for being an antivaxxer. though i guess jericho wouldnt care about that LMAO wife joke etc etc is that a real pizza dough or a prop. do they make movie prop pizza dough matt menard calling him THE PIZZA GUY is so funny actually WE WANT PIZZA (clap clap clapclapclap) oh no! he's heeling on ring of honor! hes making all the ring of honor fans mad! these guys and their shirtless blazer looks omg. a hat daniel garcia looks SO MISERABLE knocked out pizza guy ooohhhh garcia gonna quitttttt the jasssss man jericho is giving this guy SO many chances danielson is here! why is his shirt half-tucked into his briefs. hello?? theyre dadtalking so hard right now LMFAO daniel garcia leave your uncool dad and join me, your cool dad. we'll have fun training. we'll have fun fighting garcia is actin out!!!!!!!!!!!! throwing pizza!!!!! MATT MENARD!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he was your wrestleson……. no….. so mean to him… oooh danielson vs matt menard fight

matt menard vs bryan danielson

man they cleaned off the ring real quick regal gettin his excalibur flirts out bright and early (rice krispie treat..) danielson got the pepperonis (these wrestlers are out there cupping) angelo parker out here barking at danielson to stay away from his domestic life partner i was making a joke but then parker pulled menard out of the ring to cradle his head so cheating!!! claudio is here to even the odds lmao the ring corner dive from angelo oh my god hes just carrying him out of the arena. claudio is pretty funny taz calling regal "reegs" omg

whoa! yuta in the ring with a mic.

support you yuta! you gotta learn to promo by doing it! "ive been hit harder by a lot better men" yuta…….. voice crack. yuta youre so cute im sorry. keep up the good work. i like the contrast between how intrinsically cute he is but also hes out there doing toughguy shit whoa mjf in the baseball jersey? how are those ppl writing that cmjf baseball au feeling about this mjf stop calling yourself DADDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AUGH lmao yuta being scawy… mjf being like O_O ohhhh yuta vs mjf next week lmao my friends frothing about the gunn club being in mjf's pocket (we want to see a max to max interaction)

lethal's group and darby allin doing a video promo thing lethal vs darby next week or so i guesssss

juice robinson vs jon moxley

biker guy juice robinson. i do think he looks better without the dreads meanwhile, in the distance: mjf whoa, rope tumbles lmfao regal making jokes and making the whole commentary table crack up uh oh moxley back on the bloodletting aughh!!! juice dont put that in your mouth!!! blood!!!!!! lmfao live mjf reaction

crazy this man is just out here wrestling in jeans threatening the referee!! thats how you know he is a bullet club bad guy moxley wins! gasp!!!! its hangman!! hiiiiiii hangman in the dolly parton shirt love to see it. theyre out here nuzzling. literally Just Kiss oh mjf is yelling from his Luxury Box oh no mjf look out!! its yuta!!!!!!!! (lmao) VIOLENCE my friends are complaining about how a yuta vs mjf has no psychological element to it but i think mjf could use a less psychological feud after the cmjf one. you know, as a palate cleanser.

saraya in da ring with a mic

i dont know this lady. but apparently she retired because of neck stuff a few years ago? ladies night in da ring willow :)c who is this blonde lady i dont recognize her. we got athena and willow and skye blue hey at least theres a group here. who are they rivaling, its it the anti-jade or-- oh… its opposing britt baker britt baker is very good at dissing people on mic which is a good quality for a heel. i will say this the crowd is cheering jamie hayter ;_; literally so mad that jamie didnt split off from britt SO MAD HOW LONG WILL YOU KEEP ME WAITING oh a lumberjack match! thats… hmmm isnt a lumberjack match just cheat city my friends brought up a good point that britt baker would be cheating anyway so this lets the good girl team cheat back lmao taz putting tony on blast for being friends with britt baker OHHHH jamie hayter throwing hands with willow nightingale… please you two have a match toni wins!

ohhh!! backstage with the acclaimed!!

whoa. keith lee is here! lmao "swerve isnt here because is exceptionally disgruntled" i love keith lee. "you got carried" isnt this nerd language. im a huge nerd so i cant tell sometimes. i love keith lee he rules. he really speaks to me

backstage with private party and andrade lmao matt hardy with his hands in his pockets. come back to me baby i'll be good to you

ricky starks doing the mario ground pound on that guy's pelvis lmao

oh yesss!! jamie vs willow match on friday!!!!!

bandido vs jericho

wow bandido is so strong. one arm lifting jericho over his head!! lmao shoutout to the british royal navy i guess?? oh my god he is holding up a full man for over half a minute. strong. i barely know bandido but i have to defend him in the voicechat. the amount of luchador face slander going on. i will not accept this blood on da mask!! this match is pretty tense. i dont think bandido is gonna win but theyre really making me--- oh not the massssskkkkk come onnnnn ok jericho won "im going to destroy every ring of honor competitor… commentator… and even.... ring announcer"

lmaooo

#livezon

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 (𝙿𝚝 𝟷)

Theo, Dean and Sam are dresses as sheriffs and they are talking to a boy and his mother.

"I know you're just doing your job, but the police have been here all week already. I don't see why we have to go through this again. The more he tells the story, the more he believes it's true"

"Mrs. McKay, we know you spike with the local authorities" Sam says.

"But, uh, this seems like matter for the state police, so..."Dean adds.

"Don't worry about how crazy it sounds, Evan. You just tell us what you saw" Theo says, smiling.

"I was up late, watching TV. When I heard the weird noise"

"What did it sound like" Theo asks.

"It sounded like...a monster" Dean, Sam and Theo exchange a look.

"Tell the officers what you were watching on TV"

"Godzilla Vs. Mothra" Dean and Theo smiles.

"That's our favourite Godzilla movie. It's so much better than the original, huh?" Dean says, gesturing between himself and Theo.

"Totally" Evan says.

"Yeah" Theo nods towards Sam "He likes the remake"

"Yuck!" Sam glares at Theo and Dean just laughs. Sam clears his throat. She stops.

"Evan, did you see what this thing was?" Sam asks.

"No. But I saw it grab Mr. Jenkins. It pulled him underneath the car" Evan replies.

"Then what?"

"It took him away. I heard the monster leaving. It made this really scary sound"

"What did it sound like, Evan?" Theo asks.

"Like this...whining growl" The three siblings exchange another look.

"Thank you for your time"

Later that night in a bar, Sam is having a beer at a table, looking at research. Theo and Dean are nearby, taking turns at throwing darts.

"So, local police have now ruled out foul play. Apparently, there are worse signs of a struggle.

"Well, they could be right, it could just be a kidnapping. Maybe this isn't out kind of gig" Dean says as Theo scores a bullseye and smirks at Dean.

"Yeah, maybe not. Except for one-Dad marked the area, guys" The two comes to the table and looks at their father's journal "Possible hunting grounds of a phantom attacker.

"Why would he even do that?" Theo asks

"Well, he found a lot of local folklore about a dark figure that comes out a night. Grabs people, then vanishes. He found this too-this country has more missing persons per capita than anywhere else in the state"

"That is weird" Dean says.

"Yeah"

"Don't phantom attackers usually snatch people from their beds? Jenkins was taken from a parking lot"

"Well, there are all kinds. You know, Spring Heeled Jacks, phantom gassers. They take people anywhere, anytime. Look, guys, I don't know if this is out kind of gig either"

"Yeah, you’re right, we should ask around more tomorrow"

"Right" Sam takes out his wallet "I saw a motel about five miles back"

"Whoa, whoa, easy. Let's have another round" Theo says.

"We should get an early start"

"Yeah, you really know how to have fun, don't you, Grandma?" Sam smiles "Alright, I'll meet you two outside, I gotta take a leak" Dean grabs his coat and heads to the bathroom. Sam gathers his research and leaves, while Theo stays.

"You coming?"

"I'll be out soon, need to make sure Dean doesn't try and sneak an extra beer or two. Plus, I need to pay" Once outside, Sam walks back to the car. He hears a noise and stops. He places the journal on the hood of the car and takes out a flashlight from his coat pocket. He turns it on and looks around, then bends down to look under the car. He sees a car, which hisses at him then runs away.

"Whoa!" He sees the animal and laughs at himself. He gets up, shaking his head, then waits by the car for his siblings.

Minutes later. Dean and Theo comes out of the bar and walks to the car. They see that Sam is missing, but notices the journal on the hood. Dean opens the car door and checks to see if Sam is inside, but he isn't. Theo looks around, confused. Seconds later, a group of people come out of the bar. The two walk up to a biker and his girlfriend, who are clearly drunk.

"Hey, you guys been outside, around here in the last hour or so?" Theo asks. They shake their heads and walk away. "Sam!" They look around frantically.

"Sammy" Dean turns around and notices a surveillance camera on top of a streetlight. The two walks into the middle of the deserted road.

"Sam" they say in unison.

A deputy is look at Dean and Theo's fake ID's.

"So, what can we do for you, Officers?" The deputy asks.

"We're working a missing person” Dean reply.

"I don't know the Jenkins case was being covered by the state police"

"Oh, no. No, there's someone else. Actually, it's out cousin. We were havin' a few last nights at the bar. And we haven't seen him since"

"Does your cousin have a drinking problem?"

"Sam? Two beers and he's doin' karaoke" The deputy smiles.

"No, he wasn't drunk. He was taken" Theo says. The deputy nods and sits down at her computer. Dean and Theo follows her and sits also.

"Alright. What's his name?"

"Winchester. Sam Winchester"

"Like the rifle?" The deputy asks.

"Like the rifle" Theo replies. The deputy types Sam's name in the computer and brings up his police record. She observes the page, then clicks on Dean's link and brings up his record.

"Samuel Winchester. So, you know that his brother, Dean Winchester, died in St. Louis. And, uh, was suspected of murder" Dean tries to look nonchalant, and Theo bites her tongue to not laugh.

"Yeah, Dean. Kind of the black sheep of the family. Handsome, though" Dean says. The deputy then clicks on Theo's link and brings up her record.

"Uh-huh. And his sister, Theodora Winchester?"

"Oh yeah Theo. We haven't seen her since Dean's death. I mean, I don't blame her. Losing her brother" Theo says. The deputy nods, understanding. She types something else and brings up more search results on the computer "Well he's not showing up in any current field reports.

"Oh, we already have a lead. I saw a surveillance camera by the highway" Dean says.

"Uh-huh. The country traffic cam?"

"Right. Yeah. we're thinking the camera picked up whatever took him. Or, whoever" Theo says.

"Well, I have access to the traffic cam footage down at the country works department, but-well, anyhow, let's do this right away" She stands up and gets some paperwork from a filing cabinet "Why don't you two fill out a missing person’s report and sit tight over here?" She hands Dean a clipboard.

"Officer, look, uh, he's family. We kind of-We kind of look out for the kid. You gotta let us go with you" he says.

"I'm sorry, I can't do that"

"Well, tell us something. Your country has its fair share of missing persons. Any of 'em come back?" Theo says and the deputy looks sad "Sam's our responsibility. And he's comin' back. We're bringin' him back" The deputy looks at Theo.

Groaning, Sam is asleep in a cage. He jerks awake and observes his surroundings. He rattles the bars of the cage. He looks around and notices a man asleep in a cage next to his.

Dean and Theo are sitting on a bench outside. Kathleen then comes up behind them, holding printouts of the camera footage.

"Greg. Sarah” The twins see her and stands up "I think we've got something" She hands Theo the printouts and she looks through them, Dean staring at them "These traffic cams take an image every three seconds, as part of the Amber Alert program. These images were all taken around the time that your cousin, Sam, disappeared"

"This really isn't what we're looking for" Dean says.

"Just wait, wait-next one" Theo turns the page and sees an image of a rusty truck driving "This one was taken right after Sam left the bar. Look at the back end of the thing. Now, look at the plates" Theo turns another page and sees a close-up image of the truck's license plates.

"Oh, the plate looks new. It's probably stolen" Theo says.

"So, whoever's driving that rust bucket must be involved" A beat-up van drives by. Its engine whining loudly.

"Hear that engine?" Dean asks.

"Yeah"

"Kind of a whining growl, isn't it?"

"Sure" Dean stares at the van as it drives away.

"I'll be damned" Theo mutters.

Sam is trying to kick down the door of his cage, but he fails. The main across from him groans and wakes up. Sam rushes over to talk to him through the bars of their cages.

"You're alive" The man groans "Hey, you, okay?" Sam asks.

"Does it look like I'm doin' okay?"

"Where are we?"

"I don't know. The country, I think. Smells like the country"

"You're Alvin Jenkins, aren't you?"

"Yeah" Sam sighs.

"I was lookin' for ya"

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah"

"Well, no offense, but this is a piss-poor rescue" Jenkins says.

"Well, my brother and sister's out there right now. They're lookin' for us. So-"

"So, they're gonna find us. We're in the middle of nowhere" Jenkins nods towards the door leading into the building "Waiting for them to come back and do God-knows-what to us"

"What are they? Have you seen them?" Sam asks.

"What are you talking about?"

"Whatever's got us, what'd they look like?"

"See for yourself" The door to the building opens and two men wearing black coats and hats walk in. One man walks over to Jenkins cage and kicks the side of it. Jenkins moves back into the corner. The other man goes to a panel of buttons and attached to a pole in the middle of the room. He inserts a key into the panel and twists it. Jenkins cage unlocks. The men enter. "Leave me alone! Don't you take me, leave me alone!" The men place a plate of food in front of Jenkins. They leave the cage and walk over to the panel. One of the men twists the key again and removes it, which locks the cage. They leave, and Jenkins devours his food.

"I'll be damned. They're just people" Sam mutters.

"Yeah. What'd you expect?"

"How often do they feed you?"

"Once a day. And they use that thing over there to open the cage" He points to the panel.

"And that's the only time you see 'em?" Sam asks.

"So far. But I'm waitin'"

"Waitin' for what?"

"Ned Beatty time, man"

"I think that's the least of you worries right now"

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah"

"What do you think they want, then?" Jenkins asks. Sam reaches through the top of his cage and grabs a long metal wire stretching from the top of the pole to the ground. He tries to pull it down.

"Depends on who they are"

"They're a bunch of psycho hillbilly rednecks, it you ask me. Lookin' for love in all the wrong places" Sam continues to pull on the wire. It gradually starts to detach from the pole.

"Ok, the next traffic cam is fifty miles from here, and the pickup didn't pass that one, so..." Kathleen is cut off by Dean.

"So, it must've pulled off somewhere. I didn't see any other roads here"

"Well, a lot of these backwoods properties have their own private roads"

"Great" Theo mutters. She stares out the window. Dean also looks out the window annoyed.

"So, Gregory, Sarah" The two turns to look at her.

"Yeah?" Dean asks.

"I ran your badge numbers, it’s routine when we're working a case with state police. For accounting purpose and what have you"

"Mmhmm"

"And, uh, they just got back to me" She pulls the car over to the side of the road "It says here your badges were stolen" The two look suprised "and there's a picture of you" She turns the computer to Dean and Theo, showing them a picture of a heavy African-American man.

"He lost some weight" Theo chuckles "And he's got that Michael Jackson skin disease" Kathleen takes off her seatbelt.

"Okay, would you two steps out the car, please?"

"Look, look, look" She stops "If you wanna arrest us, that's fine. We'll cooperate, I swear. But, first, please-let us find Sam"

"I don't even know who you are. Or if this Sam person is missing"

"Look into my eyes and tell me if I'm lying about this"

"Identity theft? You're impersonating an officer"

"Look, here's the thing. When we were young, we pretty much pulled him from a fire. And ever since then, we've felt responsible for him. Like it's our job to keep him safe. We're just afraid if we don't find him fast-please" Theo’s voice breaks "He's our family"

"I'm sorry. You've given me no choice. I have to take you two in" She glances at her visor. Her eye catches a photo of her and another man, smiling. She looks sad and sighs "After we find Sam Winchester" She fastens her seatbelt. Dean looks confused and Theo looks thankful.

#Supernatural #older sister winchester #oc insert #Supernatural fanfiction #Supernatural fandom

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smorgasbordofobsessions · 2 years

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liveblog: yugioh! the dark side of dimensions

TLDR: i liked this! the plot was fine and i liked the 3D effects in the duels. kaiba was amazing!! wish atem was tan, though. the only movie i'd recommend, but you're still not missing out on anything.

kaibacorp has a satellite in the shape of its logo

back at it again at an ancient egyptian dig

mokuba?? he looks so grown

YUGI IS TALL??

yugi blushing is precious

maybe atem gave yugi a growth spurt XD

aw yugi wants to create his own game cute

"am i crazy?" "nah, you're just dumb"

"just thinking about... him"

"you guys shared a connection. it totally makes sense that you'd think about him"

yugi thinks about atem all the time :')

yugi wished he could've told atem how much atem meant to him :')

"you're the star of my 'how to' video on bullying"

HMM okay aigami??

"he's history!" "no, history's remembered"

is that atem's tight ass!!

with the pecs and biceps!!

oh god my fake boyfriend looks so good shit

kaiba has "bleeding-edge, beyond state-of-the-art duel disk"

OKAY EXCUSE ME KAIBA CREATED A HOLOGRAM OF ATEM AND HE MADE ATEM LOOK LIKE A TASTY STEAK???????

o it's a neural link technology

"quiet you sniveling sycophants"

"it's true. i went through a great deal of trouble recreating the pharaoh's deck, strategies, even his perfectly coiffed hair. in fact, that part is what took the longest."

was this said in japanese? what an INTENTIONAL line because he NAILED atem's hair so kaiba really needs to ask the question if his determination to defeat atem really stems from just wanting to defeat someone who's consistently defeated him or is he motivated by other emotions

but also love that seto is 100% concerned about kaibacorp at all times

DUKE!!

"it is i, seto kaiba - and once again, i'm about to change your lives"

hahaha yes joey as a dog mascot! thank you for bringing this back

hm so aigami (aka diva) comes from a different dimension that lost power(?) when atem returned to the spirit realm and now he wants revenge on that happening and also his master having.. died? i'll safely guess

so is yui the worst or is kaiba? you need to choose one

kaiba entertained aigami's bullshit and now he's done with it

"there are no limits when ou're as brilliant as seto kaiba"

dimension summoning: you can choose the ATK/DEF of your monster by injecting your spirit energy into them, but you can't exceed the normal max ATK; and you take damage equal to the monsters ATK, not the normal difference that might happen

you gotta believe int he heart of the cards, kaiba!!

LOVE!! how dramatic duels can be

kaiba summoned obelisk!!

the god cards no longer exist because atem left earth??

"it's no monster - it's a god"

there IS A DIFFERENCE!!

so kaiba has the puzzle but i'm pretty sure aigami managed to snag a piece

"kaiba? you're not my pillow either"

so aigami and his people would lose their powers if atem's resurrected

kaiba casually going to his spae station

yugi's eyes look beautiful in rainbow ultraviolet

aigami has put bakura and joey in an alternate dimension

shaadi taught a group of kids that includes aigami and shaadi looks real fine

bakura and aigami were there the same night so i guess this is some bakura background we never got

"your team of glowy-eyed goons can sit this one out"

"my cardio stinks" it really shouldn't, yugi

kaiba literally stopped traffic to TELL yugi that he's dueling in his tourny to promote his new duel disk

kaiba's conceit is amaing and i missed it

seto kaiba does NOT do anything by halves!!

yugi "threatening" kaiba?? kaiba must be into that

yugi vs aigami! in the dimension realm

a trap loop! nice job yugi

yugi vs kaiba!

i miss dark magician's previous color scheme

"metamorfortress" is a nice card

do NOT forget that this duel is being held in public

aigami got possessed by the millennium ring and is now dueling yugi & kaiba

kaiba has such a hard on for atem

ATEM!!

atem summoned mahaad and destroyed the spirit of the ring

just literal silence and eye-contact amazing

"you have your bond with him, and i have mine"

kaiba literally used the dimension cube to create atem in egypt

#yugioh #ygo #liveblog #ygo dsod

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BnHA Chapter 325: Deku VS the Outside of U.A. ~Conclusion~

Previously on BnHA: Ochako was all “dear bloodthirsty mob, this kid you see standing before you has fought harder than anyone and put his life on the line to protect you all, so please chill the fuck out, jesus christ. like, putting aside that he’s humanity’s best hope and so it’s very much in your best interests to let him rest and recover someplace safe so that he can keep fighting for us, are y’all seriously going to turn away an injured and exhausted child in front of his sobbing mother?? seriously?? come on now.” I’m paraphrasing here but that’s basically how it went down. Anyway so then the mob was all, “...” and Deku collapsed to his knees in tears, and Gigantic Fox Lady and Kouta ran over to give him a hug but then the chapter ended.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi is all “FINE, YOU CAN HUG HIM”, which, was that so hard?? The U.A. Clown Mob is all “come to think of it, we’ve kind of been taking the heroes for granted this entire time, maybe we should be less passive in the future. anyway so Deku if it’s not too much to ask, can you please save everyone and fix everything.” Deku is all “I sure can, and by the way I forgive you for swarming around all menacingly two minutes ago and trying to deny me basic shelter and stuff.” Ectoplasm is all, “hey Todogang get a load of this. [walks in a circle].” Hawks is all, “that’s literally the greatest thing I’ve ever seen.” Rat Principal is all, “anyway so that’s what your students did today, hope you’re enjoying your new *~*ROBOT LEG*~*, Aizawa.” Aizawa is all “[lots of exposition about Kurogiri and for some reason, Toga, while being all brooding and sexy].” All Might is all “[standing here right outside of U.A. doing absolutely nothing and being foreboding AF]” and that immediately sucked away all of the warm fuzzy feelings from the hugs, goddammit.

each new week has become a waiting game of “when will Deku finally get to take a bath so people will actually be willing to go near him and give him the hugs he deserves.” the stakes have never been so compelling. I’ve almost forgotten about AFO entirely

lmaoooooo

me: for the love of god will someone please give Deku a hug before I die of old age

Mineta: YOU GOT IT!! --

Iida: [SWIFTLY CUTS HIM OFF] NOT YOU

fucking losing it at Mineta’s crying face. he really wanted to hug him. I legit feel bad but this is also the funniest thing I have seen all week, omg

somehow Kouta, who last week was only a hand’s breadth away from touching Deku’s head, is now twenty miles away from him in this new chapter

can I make a Loki reference here. is this recap a good place to insert a joke about someone using a TVA time-rewinding device to fuck with my poor boy Kouta over here. well anyway there it is

AND NOW HE’S BACK ALL OF A SUDDEN OMG

(ETA: since when is he “niichan” omg?? can’t handle this cuteness.)

BUT THEY’RE STILL NOT HUGGING HIM FFFFKFFFFF. WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO. WHO DO I HAVE TO BRIBE AND/OR BLACKMAIL

OH NO KOUTA IS CRYING THAT’S IT I’M DONE FOR

“when I heard that lady I knew that I had to go, but then stop again within inches of actually touching you because you smell like week-old rotten onions.” listen Kouta, I’m not saying I don’t get it, but you all can’t keep doing this to me. it’s the way you guys keep teasing it. like, if you’re gonna hug him, hug him. don’t just stand there with your arms held rigidly out in front of you like a molded action figure

OH MY GOSH BUT HE SAID THE THING

KOUTA SWOOPING IN AT THE LAST MINUTE TO TAKE ALL THE CREDIT FOR FIXING DEKU LIKE THAT ONE KID IN THE GROUP PROJECT WHO DOES ABSOLUTELY NOTHING BUT STILL TAGS HIS NAME ONTO THE REPORT ANYWAY, WHAT A KNAVE

GASP

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SHE PICKED HIM UP LIKE A LITTLE BABY OMG?? she just leaned right over and lifted this child like he was a small animal. like a lil baby futon that she was about to hang up to dry. oh my god

-- HEY WHAT

(: well that’s extremely fucked up. though sadly not too surprising given what we just saw these past couple chapters

incidentally, I hope that anyone who was legitimately defending the civilians’ perspective earlier takes note here of how quickly that line of thinking -- “we’re just trying to keep our families safe” and all that-- can lead to straight up bigotry. if you’re willing to deny a child shelter and protection simply because he’s not YOUR child, and because you’ve decided based on Internet rumors (no real-world parallels there, I’m sure) that he might present a threat, it’s really not that much further of a leap to discriminating against entire groups of people simply because you perceive those groups as being dangerous. I’m sure the people who turned Gigantic Fox Lady away also told themselves afterwards that they did it to protect their families. “better safe than sorry.” “she’ll be fine, someone will take her in, but as for us, we can’t afford to take that risk.” people can come up with all kinds of justifications for treating other people as less than human, and the really scary thing about it is how fucking easy it is

one last quick side note, which is that Horikoshi does a great job here of showing how scapegoating works, given that AFO is the one who’s really to blame and who presents the actual threat, and yet Deku is the one who ultimately winds up being the target of the mob’s fear and outrage despite him being as much of a victim as they are. gotta love that irony, which unfortunately plays out far too often in the real world as well.

anyway I’ll get off my soapbox now, sorry about that. let us continue

YES, FINALLY OH MY GOD!!!!

AND THAT’S THE STORY OF HOW GIGANTIC FOX LADY BECAME THE GREATEST HERO. PACK IT ALL UP, WE’RE DONE HERE KIDS

holy shit. the real MVP right there. thanks for getting it done champ

jesus christ I have had it up to here with these people

literally the bar is set so low at this point that I’ll go ahead and take it. helping him because it offers them a tactical advantage is at least one step up from not helping him at all

“WHY NOT SHIKETSU” MOTHERFUCKER I SWEAR TO GOD

-- thank you!!

okay this one guy with the antennae hair is having himself a character development speedrun here

-- okay, but this part?? fucking this part, right here??

can we repeat that again?? the part where this guy acknowledges that the problems of hero society were caused not just by said heroes, but also by said society?? the part where he acknowledges that they treated the heroes like celebrities who were putting on a show for them?? the part where he acknowledges that when push came to shove, the vast majority of those heroes, when faced with a situation that offered no reward, were nonetheless willing to put their lives on the line to protect the very same people who then turned around and blamed them rather than thanking them?? are the civilians of BnHA even allowed to have actual deep thoughts about this stuff. holy shit

bro!!

ANTENNAE HAIR GUY SHOVING KOUTA AND GIGANTIC FOX LADY OUT OF THE WAY TO SLAP HIS NAME ONTO THE END CREDITS AS EXECUTIVE PRODUCER. CONGRATULATIONS SON YOU FIGURED OUT THE CORE PHILOSOPHICAL QUESTION AT THE VERY HEART OF THE MANGA. WAY TO GO BUD

meanwhile, on today’s episode of “one more chapter to go till the big volume cliffhanger, how else can I drag things out let’s see”

it’s a panel. of people’s feet. just a bunch of normal feet. with sneakers and shit

this All Might shirt guy is getting more screentime in this arc than 90% of the class 1-A kids

I guess I’m supposed to feel sorry for this dude now that he’s all “if we let you stay here do you promise to somehow magically fix every single problem that we are now currently facing?” those are some ridiculously exacting standards my dude. come on now

KACCHAN SIGHTING

thank fuck I’m not the only one who’s thoroughly unimpressed by absolutely all of this lol. I feel better now. meanwhile Iida and Kouda and Kiri are ready to run over there and hug them all. you guys are way too forgiving. damn you and your pure hearts

anyway so Deku’s like “yeah, definitely”

(ETA: almost forgot to comment on the “I’m no longer alone” part – he basically corrects the guy and says “sorry, but you’ll need to direct that question towards all of us, not just me, because moving forward we’re a team.” good stuff.)

you know what though, all joking aside... fuck yeah. because perfect victory, right. the strongest guys don’t settle for anything less. so I guess Deku has pretty exacting standards himself

also can you all just take a look at this fucking kid who’s got so much light in his eyes now that I’m gonna need eclipse goggles. hot damn. “you’re welcome” says All Might Shirt Guy as he is frantically interviewed by several local news networks asking him how he daringly managed to save Deku all by himself. “well I guess I’ve just never been the kind of guy who can sit back and let a bunch of rabble-rousers blame a little kid for all of humanity’s problems. someone had to step in and take action, you know?”

oH MY GOD THE SCENE IS FINALLY ENDING

don’t let the door hit you on your way out All Might Shirt Guy

but meanwhile, sudden Tododrama action??

oh shit

there are honestly so many ways in which Ochako’s very moving speech could have wildly backfired that I genuinely have no clue where this is headed lol. how exciting!!

so now Horikoshi is once again stalling for time with random filler panels, but this one is 10x better than the shoes lol omg

(1) was Ectoplasm’s jacket always this oversized. (2) did you guys know that if you go back to chapter 319 you can see that Horikoshi gave us a sneak peak at Enji’s Sad Detective disguise and I in fact made a joke about it in the 319 recap not realizing it was actually the stone cold truth. (3) did Shouto deliberately speed up out of impatience because Hawks was walking so fucking slow and he couldn’t take it any longer. (4) and what, I ask you, is up with these dramatic speedlines. so many mysteries here. what a masterpiece

everyone is acting all shocked about something ahh what’s going on

wait what

what the heck. did they just loop around behind everyone. what was the point of that lol. “anyway, so this is what they look like from the back” well okay, thanks for that Ectoplasm

(ETA: so it seems like they were actually hanging out someplace else away from the crowd this whole time, I guess? here I thought they had more faith in Enji’s disguise. I guess Shouto and Hawks don’t particularly want to attract this crowd’s attention themselves right now either, though.)

I am so fucking confused lmao

speaking of All Might WHERE THE FUCK IS HE lol. but yes, good, OFA brings everyone together, and Hawks is very deeply moved about this out of the blue all of a sudden. you know how it is

aw heck yeah now this is another filler panel I can get behind

Mineta really wants that hug, good lord. I genuinely love this actually. Mineta if you could just stay little and cute and keep crying about how much you love your classmates in a non-gross way for the rest of the series I would be so appreciative. you’re doing great

IIDA IS HOLDING DEKU’S HAND THIS IS NOT A DRILL. ONE TIME WASN’T ENOUGH FOR MY MAN HE’S ADDICTED NOW

what did I tell you. Kiri wants to get all of the mob’s autographs now. Kiri you’re a peach

Shouji having a conversation with another mutant type is a very nice touch! we really need to get to his backstory soon. I feel like that casual remark from GFL earlier was kind of hinting at more to come

is this the first time we’ve ever seen the Yaoyorictionary in action?? never forget that Viz tried to call it the “Yaoyorozu Reference Book” because they hate fun

last but not least, KAMIBAKU IS BACK ON THE MENU, FUCK YEAH. Kaminari trying to spice things up and introduce a little bit of controversy by smacking Kacchan on the back of the head for god knows what. I will be deeply disappointed after this if I can’t find at least one person unironically declaring that KamiBaku is now toxic and abusive

lfkdlWLWK TODODRAMA??

oh my god. Shouto’s face. Enji’s face. the back to “oyaji” again. the blunt, not-taking-no-for-an-answer, “I don’t know how much louder the universe can scream at you that doing things alone is not it, so hopefully you got the point” directness of it. fffdlkslj I’m so ready for this Horikoshi please don’t fuck it up my expectations are so high

HOLY FUCK

I SCROLLED DOWN AND HE WAS ALL “( ❛‿❛)” AND I JUST WASN’T FUCKING EXPECTING THAT OKAY. JESUS CHRIST. GIVE ME A SEC

lol okay moment over and now Enji’s pulling his hat down all dramatically like a world-weary Cowboy

OH MY GOD WERE YOU FACETIMING??

AHHHHHHHHH

(ETA: not to put Iida down or anything, but it’s kind of strange that Aizawa is all “the class rep sure did great” when Ochako is the one that was giving that whole big speech for like twenty minutes just now lol.)

(ETA 2: “thank god Iida stepped in just in the nick of time to keep Mineta from hugging Deku.” sorry Mineta I really do like you lately but it’s still low-hanging fruit lol.)

HE LOOKS SO SAD??! HE LOOKS LIKE HEARTBREAK ITSELF??! I AM BESOUGHT WITH THE URGE TO REACH INTO MY SCREEN AND PULL HIM INTO THE SAFETY OF MY ARMS??? MY GOD, AND I THOUGHT DEKU NEEDED HUGS

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH okay I was gonna just hold down the letter H for a full minute and count it out loud but within about ten seconds I realized I needed to chill lol

-- but then again NO, I DON’T NEED TO CHILL, I HAVE ZERO CHILL, ACTUALLY, BECAUSE IT’S AIZAWA WITH A ROBOT LEG AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

COMPLETE WITH ROBOT TOES FOR THAT EXTRA TOUCH OF AUTHENTICITY!! I LIKE HOW HORIKOSHI PUT ALL THIS EXTRA “!!!” EMPHASIS AROUND IT IN CASE WE COULD SOMEHOW POSSIBLY FAIL TO TAKE NOTICE. “REMEMBER, EVERYONE?” SAYS HORIKOSHI HELPFULLY. “REMEMBER THAT TIME AIZAWA CHOPPED OFF HIS OWN LEG?” oh wow now that you mention it we somehow forgot all about that. like who do you take us for

OH NO NOT THE SAD BOYFRIEND ANGST THAT I WAS SECRETLY LOOKING FORWARD TO WITH GLEE

well at least he’s not M.I.A. or back with the villains again like I thought he might be. still, that’s gotta be brutal to know your friend is in there somewhere, but to not be able to reach him again no matter how hard you try. that’s the kind of angst that pays off in final battles just when you most expect it. such is my hope, at any rate

what’s this now??

trying to decide if this is Horikoshi’s way of saying don’t worry about that, or his way of saying definitely worry about that lol

anyway so Aizawa is out here being all irresponsibly handsome once again. when is someone going to do something about him

here for Sexy Robot Leg Eyepatch Aizawa clenching his fists and making speeches about revenge. pretty sure we’re all here for that

WELL, WELL, WELL

IT’S ABOUT FUCKING TIME

I’M VERY GLAD YOU’RE ALIVE AND SEEMINGLY WELL, THOUGH!

BUT WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK THOUGH, ALL MIGHT

ffff. bracing myself for that cliffhanger next week. you’d better not touch one hair on this man’s head Horikoshi. I’m watching you

#bnha 325 #midoriya izuku #u.a. clown mob #class 1-a #aizawa shouta #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha

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