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masonhasbean · 13 days
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OKAY SO- @living404 put ponytail Emizel in my head. The propaganda worked, congrats my friend. THAT BEING SAID! May i present to you: Emizel putting his hair in a bun for Elysium.
I will never draw him with his canon hairstyle ever again >:(
(In all siriousness though, go check out Oliver's art, he is SO incredibly talented and his style is to DIE FOR!!!)
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idk-bruh-20 · 9 months
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Irondad fic ideas #152
Every year around the holidays, a "bug war" breaks out in the Parker-Stark households 
Not bugs as in creepy crawlies. Technology bugs. Surveillance.
Tony and Peter are both determined to figure out what the other wants for the holidays 
The two are on surprisingly even ground: Peter's spider-sense doesn't consider this a threat, and FRIDAY won't snitch. They both have to find any "bugs" the old fashioned way.
Bonus:
Soon enough the whole Ironfam is wrapped up in it. November and December become a time of yearly paranoia, everyone watching what they say and "checking for bugs." 
Even Peter's friends discover tiny bugs on them. When Ned first learns the itty bitty robot behind his coat button is from Tony Stark trying to find out what he wants for Christmas he faints on the spot
Bonus 2, Crack Taken Seriously Boogaloo:
For a bit of drama: it's all fun and games until one year Peter gets kidnapped. The situation is bad. They only find him in time thanks to one of the "holiday bugs" Tony recently snuck on
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batbrainrot · 9 days
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one of my favorite hc is that whenever jason has control of the aux in the batmobile and he's feeling a lil mischievous, he'll play songs with very specific lyrics just to emotionally torment bruce. one of these songs is definitely should've been me by mitski.
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musashi · 10 months
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Did Mia and Miles ever interact much? What was their relationship like (if any)?
they took each other's trial virginities actually
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miles called her a bimbo. in court. then the defendant killed himself in front of them. so it was kind of a weird day
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c-kiddo · 8 months
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sorry, we cant listen to an assortment of 2-5 minute songs in the car like usual, we have to listen to this 44 minute long autobiographical song ive been listening to almost exclusively for the past week
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language learning revelation i had
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capitalisticveins · 1 year
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We need Angel and Michael LORE
What was their relationship like? Why’d they break up? Did they break up on nasty terms? Is the cat okay? Is Michael ever going to be relevant again? IS MICHAEL GOING TO BE AT THE WEDDING? Does Angel hate Michael or is he a “oh he’s okay” ex? QUESTIONS, PEOPLE!
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backroadboy · 1 month
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okay, but writing this stanford fic is actually so much fun!
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whumpacabra · 8 days
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Session #15
Therapy, angst, past trauma, past dehumanization, implied past violence, bar fight mention, neonazi mention, referenced past character deaths, dubious psychology by fault of the author
[Follows Bared]
“It was fine until…until we got back to the house. It was late - everyone was asleep and we all went to our rooms and - ” East’s breathing shuddered. He wasn’t crying - not yet, an impressive 20 minutes into the session - but he was feeling the vice of terror squeeze his heart. “I just…I know he was an asshole, and he probably deserved it - or worse - but - I - I enjoyed it.”
“I probably would too; there’s catharsis in taking someone like that down a peg.” Judy hadn’t been critical of his parole violation - (he wasn’t actually on parole, he had to remind himself) - she was more interested in its aftermath. Which, for once, East wanted to talk about.
“It wasn’t just, as you said, taking him down a peg. It - it felt like before. When Smith would have me…y’know…” He trailed off, clearing his throat and reaching for a paper cup of water. Drinking helped him keep his voice. Judy nodded, brow knit in concern.
“Was it like a flashback, like you were feeling the way you did when he made you kill for him?”
“No - no, maybe?” East cringed, running his fingers through his hair. (It was getting long - he wasn’t sure he wanted a haircut. He wasn’t sure if he would like who he saw in the mirror after.) “It…felt safe - controlled?”
“Control I think is the right word. Smith never let you express yourself outside of when he made you kill for his entertainment. You were safe to do as you wished within the scope of his orders.”
(Except the one time he wasn’t. Except the one time he tried to be creative - to show mercy the only way he knew how - and oh, how that choice fucked him later.)
(…)
(Well, he was here, alive and free, wasn’t he?)
“I guess…yeah, the control part - controlling the situation, it felt good. But…” He bit the insider of his cheek, shame creeping up his throat. “The way he looked at me, at the end - I just - I know how that feels. And I don’t know how to feel about that.”
“Well, as much of a wanker as he is, that skinhead is still human. He still feels fear and pain and shame just like the rest of us.”
“That doesn’t mean - but he’s still a skinhead and, and I should feel good kicking the shit out of him, right? I just felt…dirty. The way he looked at me...”
East shuddered, remembering coming home that night, sitting in the dark quiet of the house. How quickly the ghosts came for him, how little sleep he stole away.
“Smith made me feel that way. And I made that piece of shit feel the same. I - I mean, like - I could have been that piece of shit, when Smith - y’know - and, and I just - I wonder if that was how Smith felt. When he hurt me. It felt good - being in control, knowing that punk was scared of me, wouldn’t look me in the eye. Wouldn’t fight back anymore.”
And that was the heart of it, wasn’t it? East wasn’t upset because he empathized with a pathetic dickhead he scared the daylights out of. He was upset because he empathized with Smith - the heady rush of power, the security of being feared.
“What was the goal of fighting him?”
“He…Alister wanted to be left alone and he wouldn’t leave. I needed to make him leave because nobody else would.”
“Did you want to kill him?”
“No - no, I only threw his knife after him to scare him.” The question startled East from his spiral. He didn’t kill. He didn’t have to kill anymore. He didn’t want to kill anymore. So he didn’t.
“Do you regret it?”
(Did he?)
“No…he was an asshole. He wasn’t going to leave without a fight, or Alister, or both.” East avoided eye contact, trying not to think about what would have happened if he wasn’t there. If all of Tierney’s 151 cm of fiery drunkeness was pit against someone as hateful and hungry for violence as that punk.
“You saw your friend was in trouble. You took control of the situation - not the person causing it. You created a situation where he chose to leave, and you let him leave.” Judy glanced up from her notes. “You are not Smith, East. You didn’t trap him there. Whatever hits you threw were precise and efficient; you could have kicked the shit out of him, beaten him to a bloody pulp, and to be quite honest I don’t think anyone in that bar would have had an issue with it.”
“But - ”
“East, you let him go when he wanted to leave. Would Smith have done that?”
(No. Never. Smith would have meted out a punishment. Nothing but immediate and complete surrender was good enough for Smith.)
“Still feel like shit about it.” He managed to mumbled, swallowing back tearful words.
“Smith was human too, East. He was a fucking monster, but still just a human, like you and me and that prick from the bar.”
“If this is supposed to make me feel better, it isn’t.”
“You’re human too, East. You're going to have moments of your life that you're not proud of. You're going to say cruel, thoughtless things and behave inappropriately and upset other people. You're going to do things that feel good in the moment that you regret later. That dickhead at the bar didn’t regret what he said to you and your friends in the moment because he didn’t see you as people entitled to basic human decency. Just because he learned to regret that choice doesn’t mean you did something wrong.”
East nodded, digesting the information.
“Smith didn’t regret what he did to you because he didn’t see you as a person. He didn’t treat you with any respect or basic human dignity because he thought you didn’t deserve it. He was wrong, of course, but he didn't regret it.” Judy’s smile was tinged with wry bitterness. “If you can look a skinhead in the eye after kicking his ass and still see that he’s still a human being, that he’s just a man, you’re not going to make the same mistakes Smith made.”
“Yeah, I’ll get to make new mistakes.” East grumbled, the retort slipping past his lips before he could catch the thought. But Judy just smiled, shrugging.
“We all do. It’s how we choose to learn from and react to our mistakes that lets us grow beyond them.”
[Concurrent to Tea]
(Part of my Freelancers: Changing Tides series)
Taglist: @stargeode @sacredwrath @genuineformality
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steppesliver · 3 months
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i actually love old men yaoi rust and marty...what can i say i am a fujo attracted by the whole "it takes them 17 years to kiss at least"
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faramirsonofgondor · 9 months
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I love that we have collectively agreed that Jamie is bi. But also… imagine bisexual Georgie Tartt. Like it just kind of makes sense. I can picture her maybe having a girlfriend or two when Jamie is younger before his dad comes back into the picture. I can picture them all going to an aquarium or something. I can see Georgie sticking with dating women for a while, because she’s still wary after leaving Jamie’s dad. And like the women she goes out with happen to be more understanding of her situation than the men. And they all love Jamie to pieces. But maybe she ends up breaking it off with them due to being busy. Or like maybe her girlfriend ends up moving away for work or something, but Georgie doesn’t want to leave.
And maybe James knows and he’s angry but not really worried, until he hears that she’s going on dates with girls and guys again. And then he feels threatened because he didn’t really see the women she went out with as anything serious. But the men definitely threatened his position in her (and Jamie’s) life. He didn’t want another man raising his son. He probably came with the scheme to get back in Georgie’s life because he realized he didn’t have control over her anymore. But he also knew he couldn’t be a dick at first or she wouldn’t let him back in. He was also probably a bit worried about whatever “soft bullshit” Georgie was putting in Jamie’s head. He didn’t want Jamie to end up queer just because Georgie made it seem like it was okay.
So when Georgie finally trusts him enough to let Jamie start spending time alone with him, he makes sure that his son knows that he can’t be soft, that needs to dominate and act like a real man. He takes him to Amsterdam to make sure any ideas Georgie put in Jamie’s head about being queer were stomped out. And then one day when he’s going on a misogynistic rant to Jamie, he brings up how he knew he had to try and win Georgie back once she decided to pursue more serious relationships. But Jamie is confused because she’s been dating other people for years. And when he brings that up, James just explains that those weren’t deal and didn’t count cause they were women. And Jamie just goes home confused and mentions it to Georgie, who gets reasonably pissed off. And then she kicks James to the curb for real.
And then on her first real date after all this, she gets stood up. But she ends up making friends with the pastry chef at the bakery she went to, whose name is Simon. And she ends up in a happy and supportive relationship, with a man who understands that her liking both is not a phase or wrong. And a man who does his best to show Jamie that it’s alright to be soft.
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cookiecomics · 4 months
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theweirdhybrid · 1 year
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I blink and suddenly Cydon is standing ten feet away from me staring like a deer in headlights with twelve children in his arms and adoption papers scattered everywhere and falling out of his pockets. I have no idea where he got them.
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heart full of love and yearning after watching one bollywood movie
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broke-on-books · 1 month
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Happy poetry month! In the spirit of the month, what's your favourite poem? I'm not an avid poetry reader but mine is We Only Want the Earth.
Ooooh I'll have to check that one out, I don't think I've read it!
Hmmm as for favorite poem, there's a few I throw out as my top poem with frequency, but here I've got to say The Bridge by C. Dale Young. I just adore its positivity and the way it isn't afraid to be in love with the small details of life. That's just a feeling I relate with so much in my life and the whole poem is SUCH a vibe. Think I called it my idea of the world's greatest love poem in an essay once (which is def A Claim which idk if I'd fully back up now but the vibes are there) because it isn't just a poem about being in love with someone, it's loving everything they do and everything around you and loving just the world as a whole and how you see it everyday. Its such a vibe fr
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Just- THIS !!!! ^^^^^^
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dutybcrne · 18 days
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Thinkings thinkings of Fatui!Kaeya have been reawakened in reviewing Arle's teasers/animations
#☆ ┆ ( .ooc. );#//Whether it's Dad!Pierro or not; I do love the idea of him being left in the care of the Fatui/House of Hearth#//Tho timelines considered; he prolly would be in Pierro's personal care while Arle goes through her Traumatic Matricide Experience#//Doubt the man would want to leave him out of his sight; Khaenri'ahn/Alberich ties considered#//Or maybe he was raised/trained to fight under Signora. Or even for Columbina (her namesake's ties to Pierro's; considered)#//Tho also do LOVE the idea of Kae and Taru growin up together in the Fatui ranks and being the disastrous + shy boi duo#//Tho Kae'd prolly have less to hide/fear with them when it comes to his heritage. The strictness he'd be raised with though...#//Eh; Taru could bring him out of his shell even still jdbgfkf. If anyone can; he deffo could. His little wintry sunshine#//So maybe he'd grow into his peacock self a little more naturally; even if perhaps still out of necessity/for ease of his missions#//Less of a facade to hide his grief/missing pieces tho; more like the way Taru is charming & goofy to lower people's guards#//Still has his little habit of testing people deffo is Much worse and much more sadistic when it comes down to it#//Particularly towards fellow Fatui who disrespect him or their comrades; or just someone he ends up disliking in general#//Does 'test' new comrades; but is more willing to step in & help them if need be. Wants UTMOST trust; determination & loyalty in his men#//So will only ever take those who push to complete the mission at all costs; even themselves/willingly ask him for help when they need it#//Dislikes those who run; & LOATHES cowards who abandon comrades to save themselves; he WILL deliberately make sure they don't make it back#//Still employs his intel gathering methods as normal verse; but has preying mantis tendencies when it comes down to it nbcfjgf#//ESP if they try to take advantage of/blackmail him in some way. Or worse; those who betray him. He is meticulous & VERY ruthless abt it#//His signature is decapitation & an unmelting (Abyssal energy-laced) ice shard through the heart; around which he'd carve a stylized one#//If those informants keep being useful to him; they are safe; and treated so lovingly by him; spoiled rotten with gifts & favors aplenty#//Once they lose their usefulness...well; regrettably he cannot leave any loose ends. These become frozen as statues for him to keep#//'Precious mementos of lovers & conspirators'; he'd call them. He'd keep them in his private home in Snezhnaya#v; glacialis pavonis (fatui!kaeya)#//If he had to have a Harbinger title/name (maybe bumped up for when Scara erases himself); he'd prolly be l'Innamorato#//Fitting of his methods (is also the remaining role of Commedia dell'arte lololol). He is saccharine sweet; pretty & deadly as a belladonn#//Deffo would have tango-based motifs rather than waltz; would favor frost-laced roses. Might even leave those with his victims too#//Can you tell I listened to Rondo Across Countless Kalpas as I wrote this up jhbfjgkfhf#hc; kaeya#//I mean yeah lol. I have so many more thinkings abt this verse aaAAAA#//Am torn if I want his to use a Cryo Delusion; or have him with Cryo Vision and an Anemo Delusion. Do like that for Cryo Swirls#//Then his rage/scorn could be likened to a Blizzard. Do like that image. Deffo favors his Abyssal powers more tho; maybe THAT'd be better
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