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kicktwine · 8 months

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So how was stormblood? I know it's very hit or miss for people, so what're your thoughts?

I understand why it’s hit or miss! It — to get to the point i would be straight up lying if I said I was an unbiased consumer because I’m not, I’m a coastal American mid 20s rando with a Lot of very current cultural baggage around concepts like patriotism and freedom. And Hamilton references. It all has a sweet and strong and very anti-occupation message (along with themes I very much enjoy dissecting like the constant assertion that it Doesn’t Have To Be This Way, or the expansion into You may not understand this person but you must be able to accept them,) but when combined with Stormblood’s shakier coherence in writing and dialogue and pacing, it comes off as A Bit Off. to me. And I think it missed ever so slightly just due to how it was all structured and set up with the characters we have and motivations we have because the stuff OUTSIDE or Adjacent to the main story, despite how out of place it could feel, was structured great!! Like the Kojin and the Ananta trial and the Kugane mishaps and trying to murder Zenos twice and the ghost ship. Could the main structure have come across very well yes absolutely! It does it on and off it succeeds in there often! But sometimes it doesn’t. I can see a lot of where concepts were promised and not fully delivered, pacing was a bit off, things just happened without really belonging there (despite how much I loved Susano, he could have been better structured. same with many instances and also I feel like the unethical science should have been MORE IMPORTANT THAN IT — maybe it comes back. Who is that scientist.), sometimes dialogue felt somewhat canned. I feel like in a consequences-heavy expansion, many things just didn’t have important consequences, which was very strange

HOWEVER! I cannot give the new gameplay features abd dungeons any crap they are all SO GOOD. And so PRETTYYYYY. And there were so many solo duties that ruled! Every dungeon in this expansion was like whoa this is a PLACE im in you know what I mean??? I’m in a place that’s big and there’s people and there’s NEW MECHANICS and active time maneuvers (??!!!!!!!) and unique fights! I can jump on the roofs in Kugane! And, mind you, when the dialogue was good, it was good. Lyse has a fantastic voice actor. Alisaie is my favorite girl elf creature in thw world. Estinien is like the best p- the guy ever. also m’naago is my new friend. The tower was a great part of sb to me despite my singular gripe. I think Zenos’— I know it’s controversial to some people because he does assume your wol to be a bit more murderous than some people would prefer their characters be and doesn’t take no for an answer, but his um speech did something to my brain a little bit

ON that note the ending was very fast?????? Or like — not FAST, but I wasn’t expecting Zenos or Shinryu to go down in one fight. Two co-op fights, right next to each other. I kind of wanted to beat him up myself. And when Zenos was so impossible to beat before. I was expecting both of them to be WAY harder. Though Shinryu is a COOL fight I’d do the royal menagerie again in a second. I was kind of expecting a three stage trial? Like Nidhogg? I love going into space hiiii big dragon where were you this whole time… u were shafted… but u could not be suffered to live so. Maybe if we’d gotten an instance of fighting the dragon alone after beating the trial?? Could have been Themes. I don’t know

anyways no I can’t quite pin it down, but I’ve said it before I think they had the outline for the story and then built it and went oh this is too much and not enough at the same time and got stuck writing the whole thing after getting stuck in the story they already had. A COMMENDABLE job for getting turned around like that, way better than a lot of video games stories out there, good gameplay and areas that didn’t feel too empty. glances at coerthas falcons nest area. I think the ways they did the exploration thing was good, having us venture further into occupied territory etc, but so much exploration stuff felt oneoff and not there to do much for someone who has been skipping almost all of the side content except stuff I’ve been told is good. It almost felt like they were Trying New Stuff a lot, and some of it succeeded some of it failed. Such is trying stuff!! Such is trying to imitate what you had while making something new and exciting! And I can’t fault them for that

so like — putting aside the fact that I haven’t done post-sb which is like missing 40% of the Thing according to past expansions and my thoughts very well might change, i would 100% do the fights again, maybe watch some cutscenes, but I don’t think I’d NG+ this one. where is that lady selling buuz it is a CRIME i did not get to have any buuz let me buy one yoshi p

#hi Zenos I’m not going to go get tea with you but would you like to drown in a swamp with our antlers locked until someone’s head gets #ripped off and the other guy has to carry it staring at him for the rest of his miserable existence #play game #I can’t stand you as a horrible person or cancerous political presence. I bet you want to rip my throat out about it #u want me to fight you so bad it makes you look stupid #stormblood spoilers #maaah I don’t want to put my thoughts in main tags I’m writing a 30 minute high school English essay. Just grabbing thoughts and going #the more I think about it the more I think shinryu NEEDED a second one player fight #every other final fight has been multiple tri- wait well. Hm. Nidhogg was a patch quest.#no I stand by it the final HW fight was a cliffhanger so u knew a bigger fight was coming. Shinryu needed a second stage you had to fight #alone with your teeth and claws. Kill the eikon yourself; eikon-slayer. what else could you do. Nothing #nothing but kill it #This was always meant for you #maybe with Zenos inside losing control of it? maybe with him snarling at us the whole time. idk idk #I am starting to feel embarrassed for typing so much and having raw unrefined thoughts so that means I have to hit post #AND SHINRYU WAS SUPPOSED TO BE STRONGER THAN BAHAMUT I don’t know

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yellowistheraddest · 2 months

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Alright so

•What sort of music do you like •Are you caught up with one piece? If no, how far along are you? •Have you read any op fics? •Do you have HCs about any characters in op? If yes, which ones?

hello welcome to my conference!!

i listen to rock/metal like 90% of the time, and the remaining 10% its indie pop, lofi/ambient and i have a playlist of songs purely by orville peck. but mostly its 80s/90s rock and some grunge and punk stuff [yes i listen to that when i draw characters being silly]

i am completely caught up with one piece, both anime and manga. these days i just repeatedly watch all the episodes dragon is in because im very sane about this ugly middle aged man and i dont want to dissect his brain and im not interested in his background and relationship with his family hahahaaha

ah, fics... i read fics everynight as a fairytale for myself. theres no specific thing i look for, just make sure the pairings arent weird and its not just smut [i skip those scenes i really dont care who pipes who]. i also dont really care about the word count either as for the past 7 years ive trained myself to learn how to read 100,000 words in about 3 hours so if i do to bed at 11pm ive read and fallen asleep at 2am and waking up at 6am like nothing happened. but yes ive read all the popular ones

i really dont headcanon characters at all besides changing their clothes or by making them gay [projecting much okay...], no matter what fandom. i only have theories. speaking of that OP MANGA SPOILERS currently im trying to figure out a way that dragon doesnt get recognised as garps son after quiting the marines like bro your dad is a vice admiral??? and youre probably high in the ranks too???? so im theorising that he looked like luffy and then after the god valley thing he was like 'wow, rocks fucking hates the marines' and then he metamorphosised to basically look like him because he also hates the marines

this is the end of my press meeting if something doesnt makes sense its because ive been typing with one hand while shovelling a bowl of spaghetti into my mouth with my other hand lol

#asks

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nicohischier · 1 year

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PLEASE DO DISSECT THE FRAMES TO THAT POEM

i mean. we all know i give in to peer pressure very easily so... okay. under the cut :)

btw this is 800 words. sorry.

i'm not going to dissect every frame because some i don't have any worthwhile comments on, but some slides gave me mild brain rot and those are the ones i want to talk about

FRAME TWO: "to all this wickedness" against tk going down the high five line.

so, this poem was originally written in russian, right? so its translated, right? so there's multiple variations of this poem, right? WELL. one of the translations for this line is "to the evil of my life" and it punched me in the mouth because obviously the roster is a creation of the organization's management. so if the team and its players are a representation of management, then the management that is creating a team built to crumble is the evil/wickedness referenced in this slide.

hopefully this "built to crumble" narrative ends with danny coming in as gm, but for now (particularly this past season) the team is falling apart around travis and there's no one to blame except the terrible management that put it together.

FRAME THREE: "to you" against the team in a celly

what struck me about this frame is that the "to you" was placed on the fans and that op chose not just a picture of travis with his teammates, but a picture of travis celebrating a goal with them.

granted, there's not much space to place the "to you" unless it's against the ice or on the players, so maybe op didn't put that much thought into it, but i feel like it's important. because the picture was taken after a goal, the fans are up and cheering and that's all you want as a player right? to be apart of something that makes your fans cheer?

idk i just think it's important because the placement of the text makes you pay attention to the fans, so you realize that he's not just doing this for his team (because everyone notices the fact that he's in a celly with his teammates and everyone knows that he's playing hockey for his team) but he's also doing this for the fans who love him.

FRAME SEVEN: "the lie that has betrayed us" against a photo of travis and claude hugging

obviously he was traded so it's not that i think claude betrayed the flyers (honestly i think he would have stayed there until retirement if they had wanted to keep him) but i think it fits really well because like. claude was travis' first captain in the nhl and they (the team) probably talked about winning a cup together and travis probably got a lot of advice from claude when they were teammates and when travis envisioned winning a cup, he probably saw claude on the ice with him, yknow? and now he's in ottawa.

so it's not that i think claude himself was the lie that betrayed travis, just the vague entity of claude that travis always pictured as being next to him for the whole of his career that is no longer his to stand beside.

also i think it's funny that claude got his 300th career goal against the flyers.

FRAME EIGHT: "the coarse brutal world" against travis with a blurry nolan in the background

i won't lie, this is the frame i referenced in my tags as being the one i wanted to dissect. it just. shattered my brain.

there's just something about travis, so sharply in focus, contrasted with nolan, facing away from the camera and blurry, that broke my mind.

we all know how close they were when they were on the flyers together, but the universe fell apart and and nolan got injured and then he got sent to vegas and he's just. a blurry aspect of travis' world now.

he's out of reach. he's unable to be kept. he can't be saved.

and travis is still here, in focus, while his friend slips out of reach, and travis can't do anything to stop it.

FRAME TEN: "that god has not saved us" against a photo of travis looking upwards

i don't fully know what it is about this frame that sets something off in my brain tbh. maybe it's how he's looking upwards, maybe it's how his face looks relatively blank, maybe it's how he's the only flyer in the shot, maybe it has something to do with the empty seats behind him.

maybe it's a combination of all of those aspects. i don't know.

i debated not including this one since it's not any kind of dissection whatsoever but it feels wrong to leave out the frame that broke my mind the most after frame eight.

#shout out to op for making the most brain poisoning posts of all time your vision is incredible and your poem selection is immaculate #asked and answered #anonymous #i feel like this should come with a warning that i'm not really a poetry person so this is like. less analysis or proper dissection and mor #idk. projecting my brain rot all over a beautiful creation?

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dreamwatch · 1 year

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The following diatribe was triggered by this wonderful analysis by @inklessletter I didn’t know if adding this to the bottom of a reblog was ok (honestly Tumblr really fucks with my brain, and I still get confused about the etiquette, but I have reblogged the post as well because I think it’s awesome).

Not only is this a great analysis, it’s the kind of thing I wish I’d see more of, I love seeing people dissect the show and the characters. It makes me so excited when people really discuss ST in this way and not just ‘my ship is better than your ship’. Bravo, OP. It feels like old school fandom stuff in the late 90/early noughties. It makes me feel young again! Now, on to my diatribe!

I’m a little worried about Steve in S5. Given how we know Nancy does not want to end up like her mother (her discussion with Jonathan in S1 when they’re practicing shooting a gun) there’s no way she should be ending up with Steve. So there’s no romantic end game for Steve in the show, and I always think that’s a bit worrying, BUT there is Dustin, and we could argue it would be weak as fuck to kill both his mentor/big brother characters. I think at the very least The Duffers will tease us with terror and put Steve in harms way, but ultimately my hope is that they will want to go out on a somewhat happy ending and let Dustin (and us) keep the worlds best babysitter.

It still drives me mad that they killed Eddie. It was so signposted from the beginning that every time something was said about running away I groaned out loud. It was so obvious that I genuinely thought they wouldn’t do it. They said Eddie’s arc was over and that there was no way they could have brought him back, which is bullshit (sorry, Steve). I’ve read must be close to a thousand fix it’s now and so many of them had brilliant, creative and most importantly, believable ways to save Eddie. They just didn’t want to, and maybe didn’t see his story as something they wanted to touch on in S5, and that’s fair, but given the kids are starting to look college age now there’s no way we can pick up from 1987, so that’s all story that could have taken place off screen. And even if they didn’t want to do any of that - 2 days later!? Really!? You’re going to do that to us? We got Dustin and Wayne (an amazing scene) but that was it. And “oh god, you don’t know” - El saved Max, she was literally there, how did they not know she was at deaths door!? Sorry, I need to calm down, this gets to me all the time.

If they want blood I think they might off a mid tier character, and my money would be on Karen Wheeler (maybe Vicky if she comes back). If they go further up the chain, Robin, Jonathan, Max, or El would be where my mind goes. Making some heroic sacrifice rather than just succumbing to Vecna.

Despite everything they did to Eddie, despite what they did to us as an audience, I am so hyped for S5, you better believe I’m booking the day off for it!

Thoughts? Opinions? Please share! Also, can anyone help with the tumblr etiquette thing? My brain is still back in 2003 on vbulletin boards, simpler times!

#stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #me just rambling away like an old lady

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mayra-quijotescx · 2 years

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Sharing this here as OP said it more concisely than I could. Anyone attempting to argue with me on this will catch a block.

I don’t even care about the parties directly involved, because to the degree of space that it’s taken up everywhere for the past month, it’s no longer even fully about them. I’m sickened by weeks of seeing an abuse victim be the subject of memes, cruelty, and dissection and knowing how foolishly shocked the people who judged and mocked will be when it’s their turn.

The people who dissected her every action as evidence that she was either a messy liar (any time she forgot something) or a calculating liar (any time she remembered something) in particular disgust me. I have lived through hell on earth. I have had to get people out of hell on earth. Even if y’all were willing to listen to trauma survivors, none of them would meet y’all’s standards because trauma damages your brain’s ability to form and retain memories. There’s gaping holes in 2018 and 2020 that are irretrievable to me from shit I went through destroying my ability to form new memories for months, and people were jumping all over this woman for not remembering what fucking brand of bruise concealer she had in her purse years ago. Shit, if that’s the bar, I wouldn’t stand a chance if I ever had to testify. And if by some miracle a trauma survivor did have encyclopedic recall y’all would just decide they made the whole thing up for attention. As if anyone wants that fucking kind of attention. Damned if they do, damned if they don’t, because society loves an abuser.

If you haven’t experienced abuse or trauma, good for you and your fucking charmed life, pray to whatever you hold dear that you never understand it, and keep those who have out of your fucking speculation games.

#if this is your idea of entertainment that tells me everything I need to know about the kind of person you are.#for weeks I have been doing everything in my power to avoid this bullshit short of going offline for a month #but because it's trending because a bunch of sick fucks get off on it I run into it everywhere I turn #as the only word of caution I care to give to those sick fucks: viewing this as smth that couldn't happen to you increases your risk of it.#good fucking luck when it's your turn you tacky tacky bitches

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lychens · 3 years

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that person who replied to your pet care post just completely misunderstood what you were saying lmao the reading comprehension levels on this site are so sad sometimes

no literally its so fucking bad. like all jokes aside i was kind of blown away by like. just how much they misconstrued my original post? i blocked them after the reply explaining how they were misunderstanding what i was saying but when i went to snoop back on their blog later they literally made a txt post like "lol op of the poor people shouldnt own pets post blocked me" and its jsut like. come here so i can dissect yuour brain i want to know exactly why you are the way you are and how your brain works because something is clearly NOT right here

#replies

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wingkink · 2 years

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God I would love to study the person who made that post that's like "sick of this fandom erasing caleb's attraction to women". OP and everyone who reblogged it. you literally live in such an insane echo chamber if you think that's a statement that needs to be made it actually blows my fucking mind that people live like that.

The average cr youtube commenter doesn't even know caleb likes men because the only romantic relationship of his that is discussed in any explicit way is his past relationship with astrid. There is zero focus on him being attracted to any men in canon and you genuinely have to have your head shoved SO FAR into the dirt to see the VERY SMALL AND SPECIFIC subset of the fandom on tumblr be talking abt his relationships with men and be like "hm this is a problem that I need to make a post pushing back against". I want to dissect your brain for real

#this is what I get for looking in cr tags for more than 0.5 seconds. I see a post that is bad

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op-sheepy · 3 years

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One Piece Manga spoilers ahead...

Got a message from someone expressing disappointment that the recent OP manga chapters dashes their headcanons that the Heart Pirates are medically trained... or at least competent enough at it... I can see how the latest chapters could somehow change this perception which is a totally valid interpretation. (Likely to be canon too though it could all be interpreted some other way with our favorite headcanons intact.. :D)

Of course, bringing my attention to this could only mean that they wanted to be convinced otherwise. Using my favorite fandom tools of some recontextualization, selective interpretation, and some basic relevant medical tidbits (my friend preferred calling it me 'bulsh*tting' my headcanons into the realm of possibility, which fair) I did manage to convince them (it helps that they really wanted it to be true lol) and they've convinced me to share here. Remember to take the following with a grain of salt and to not take anything mentioned that's medically related seriously or as an absolute fact that would automatically reflect in real life. I mean, it's a manga and we're definitely stretching things here... Anyways, here goes...

Let me start off with this panel:

Now it's been years since I've had any use for BLS but still the first thing that struck me when I saw this was, 'That is not how one does chest compressions...'

You can do a quick search for proper hand placement for CPR and it will tell you that the heel of one hand is at the center of the chest with the other hand on top of the first hand, fingers interlocked. Now, I'm not really that good at making out details from manga panels but the hand placement does not look correct at all.

My first instinct was to make another WIP fic where their captain drills them and they review this (which I did do lol). And then made my assumptions if I go with the premise that the crew is doing their best to their knowledge.

This would bring up the following points:

As mentioned, the hands do not look correct for chest compressions.

Water is spouting from Luffy's mouth like a fountain suggesting that the pressure being exerted on the chest is pushing the water out.

The purpose of chest compressions in CPR is not to expel water but to emulate the heart beating and maintain circulation. (so the Oxygen can get to your brain continuously)

The incorrect hand placement would then suggest that Bolero Hat guy is not trying to maintain circulation but instead trying to expel the liquid from the lungs. Sort of like a lung massage. This is somewhat confirmed in a succeeding panel with them with someone trying to affirm whether they've gotten rid of all the water.

Basically, they are clearing the airway. Which they would only do if they've established that Luffy's circulation is fine and that the obstruction is the immediate issue that needs to be addressed.

Now, during drowning, generally, aspirated water should end up in the stomach because of laryngospasm (vocal cords spasming). For some reason, maybe force of will (because he did look like he was still screaming while he was drowning) or his strange anatomy (because he is rubber), the water somehow ended up in his lungs. We assume this because Luffy with water in his stomach looks like this:

Not as relevant but we can also assume that his rubber powers affect the displacement of liquids within the different membranes inside his body.. because otherwise, the next image wouldn't be possible (Bolero hat guy would have had better luck performing some modified thoracentesis with a spigot)

If you're still following my rambling, what we've pretty much established is that whatever the Hearts were doing it wasn't necessarily the chest compressions done in CPR or rather, it has maybe passed that (also note the lack of defibrillator use which should be available in that submarine).

Right after clearing his lungs of water, they move on to the next thing they need to address which is his lack of consciousness ('Open your eyes, man!') because from the image above the 'sh---h' sound coming from Luffy suggests that he is already breathing.

For alteration of consciousness, the treatment would depend on the underlying cause. Here the presumption was the lack of Oxygen (or whatever gas is being breathed in One Piece).

This is pretty much the scene that shows them seemingly not knowing what to do but given the circumstances, I thought it was understandable. Also, Luffy's physiology is pretty unique. I doubt squeezing the lungs would have been viable as a method of removing the fluid (it would have been postural drainage, some modified Heimlich, or straight up inserting a tube) had he not been made of stretchy rubber. Any further intervention without the accompanying knowledge could be more detrimental. Here is a picture of our other resident genius doctor saying as much regarding administering medication he doesn't know enough about.

Since no return to consciousness was imminent and there was no doctor to make a diagnosis and prescribe treatment, the team is left to determine the next step by themselves. (Look at them looking for their captain who happens to be their doctor...)

'I don't know what more to do for him,' suggests that they've already performed all necessary procedures based on the circumstance and Luffy's unique anatomy.

If we dissect the scene further, their panicked suggestions could only come from people who have some passing medical knowledge.

Someone suggests giving him some pills and someone quickly rebuffs by suggesting giving him an injection instead. Between the oral route and intravenous injection for drug administration after drowning, the latter should be the preference (to maintain the airway and because of possible injury to any part of the airway). But they probably have prior experience on the difficulty of getting a normal needle through Luffy's rubber skin.

It also suggests that they have a specific medication in mind to give him as they are arguing route.

Someone notes that Luffy is pale. As we are assuming that they've established the lack of a possible cardiac arrest, they should be looking into addressing any other possible underlying cause. It could be blood loss, poor peripheral circulation, anemia, hypoglycemia, hypotension, etc.

Ultimately, though, the team was successful in reviving him. Given that Luffy pretty much recovers from eating excessive amounts of food, he'll be fine and will probably be rejoining the battle good as new. The same could not be said for the Polar Tang's food supply.

TL;DR: The Hearts did a good enough job. Their captain would still drill them but he'd still be proud. And now they really need to win that battle because they'll be out of food.

#one piece #heart pirates #monkey d. luffy #trafalgar d. water law #ikkaku #one piece ikkaku #one piece clione #clione #jean bart #one piece uni #trafalgar law #one piece spoilers #one piece manga spoilers #op spoilers

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nachosncheeze · 2 years

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Music of Blindspot

The Music of Blindspot 2x12 - Devil Never Even Lived

With this episode, I got to geek the hell out breaking down one of my favorite songs from the show itself, which... your mileage may vary but for me it's a big "wow". Also, we're back into songs that have WORDS, and I'm pretty sure I've linked the original artist, so please support them!

As always, all other music is composed by Blake Neely and Sherri Chung; I’m getting nothing out of this except an excuse to re-watch with my own little auditory memory mini-game. Please don’t do anything shady with the YouTube links; I don’t want to get the OPs in trouble or we could lose access to this awesome content. Also note that linked music recycled from season 1 was released on an official soundtrack, which is still purchasable on iTunes etc. And it’s good to support the things we love! :D

Post is behind a cut, because with the lyrics it's very long; and also, SPOILERS!

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First up, right off the bat, I don't know what the music in The Nest is the first time they enter. I recognize the song and especially the singer's voice but do I have any clue who or what or anything? Not a chance. If you know, please help me? 😅 I'll edit if and when I find the answer.

Later, Roman goes a little off book to save the mission, and admits to Kat they're working with the FBI. When Roman and Jane beat up the randos she sent in to "dispose of the bodies" you get a bit of No Love in an Elevator (from 1x22). I expect it was chosen just for being kickass fight music, and not for the story - but for what it's worth, as you may recall, 1x22 had Jane going rogue (after Pellington fired her) and kicking the crap out of some randos to save the mission, too.

When they're in the SUV heading to the meet/sale and Jane and Roman are talking about taking Shepherd alive, this music has definitely been used on the way to missions before, and I thiiiink when they were headed to the failed compound raid.

Now I want to take a moment to gush about the scene at the end, when Roman and Jane are sitting on the floor talking after the mission. I've made no secret that I love Torn Apart. Not only does it come from my favorite episode ever, it's just a great piece of music all around. And it's made up of so many little sounds and bits that, episode after episode, are added or removed in ways that mostly match the story. I don't think we've hit a better example of the way they tweak it yet, than this scene. You wouldn't even notice it, the way the different elements come in and out so quietly, but they're so on the money to the dialogue. It's just so well constructed.

To break it down a bit: "Feelings aren't like memories" (Jane/Remi's "true voice" is in the background). "I think that they have to be earned" (not unlike Weller constantly telling her she can forget Remi and make her own connections and path - and the bit borrowed from the Jeller theme comes in for a moment). "Kat wanted to run away together, but I never showed up because you ordered me to call it off" (there's three tones that you usually hear associated with Roman's own struggles/sadness - off the top of my head they're most clearly heard at the end of 3x22, but they're used a lot for post-ZIP Roman in s2). "I wish that surprised me. I did a lot of terrible things, and I'm trying to make up for them" (now you hear both "sad Roman" and "true Jane"). "But if you spend all your energy trying to dissect who you were, then you'll never be free to live as the person you are now" (hmm, does that vein of thought sound at all familiar? Because the Jeller theme is back). Lastly, "I swear that I am going to get you out of here" (and with that line, to the end of the scene, there's a sort of music box melody that comes up elsewhere - I'm pretty sure it's for Alice and Ian).

Sorry that was wordy. My brain does it automatically when I watch; it's much harder to describe in words. But I love it! 💕💕💕

Anyway, lastly, when Jane goes to Weller's apartment. This one I can name: It's Roll Away My Stone by Scott Ruth. In the show it's edited to remove most of the words. Lyrics below (transcribed by me, so let me know if you spot any mistakes), I've made the omitted bits small text and the parts they kept bold.

it's like warming up

to winter in the snow

your heart is so bitter in love

your hands they are cold

you're the calm that's above

[The song in the show begins here, when Weller opens the door]

for the winds begin to blow

now i'm caught in your hurricane love

and i don't know what's going on

[It amuses me that the above line is when she's presenting him with the beer. xD Anyway, from here it's edited to extend the song's instrumental and basically all the lyrics are omitted]

so take me to heaven

and roll away my stone

get so tired of living

i don't feel like going on

i'm giving you up

you're a sickness in the cold

though i tried to fight you off

you wouldn't let go

you're everything

i'd try to get to know

i wasted all of my time

and now i'm much older

well i'm tired of you pullin' me down

girl i don't need your love

keep dragging my heart on the ground

and baby i've had enough

[It comes back as she says "just let him outside once in a while"...]

so take me to heaven

[...and then skips ahead...]

come roll away my stone

get so tired of living

i don't feel like goin on

[...to the final chorus as he says, "Fine, i'll think about it."]

so take me to heaven

come roll away my stone

get so tired of living

i don't feel like goin on

[There's another extended instrumental until Jane spots Shepherd in the yearbook and it switches to something TENSE instead.]

#this episode gives me way too many feels #especially when i revisit torn apart #and think back to it all #and how happy he looks to have her back when they first play that song in 2x01 #'so much for prayer'#'i got you something'#he just loves his sister so much #blindspot #blindspot 2x12 #blindspot rewatch 2022 #blindspot rewatch #blindspot s2 spoilers #blindspot ost #music of blindspot #nachos blindspot oc

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hermitcraftheadcanons · 3 years

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op do you have any more hels!doc headcanons rattlin around in that galaxy brain of yours

Anon. You can't just say things like that, I am absolutely vibrating with them, here take them all (this is 100% going to need a cut for length).

So. Doc is a scientist and an engineer at heart - he believes that all barriers in the universe can be broken and all problems solved, given enough innovation and dedication (whether or not he's right about that is up for debate). The thing is, he also has a strong sense that some of those barriers shouldn't be broken, which is why he doesn't do things like item duplication and hacking, even though the reality-defying aspect of things like that would appeal to him. An evil Doc, then, is simply a person with the same burning need for innovation but none of the moral boundaries of the original. Now, I say 'simply', but if you think Doc gets up to some wild stuff? Good luck on your visit to his counterpart's little corner of Hels.

Assorted Hels!Doc headcanons:

- Some Hels Hermits want to destroy the server. Some want to take it over. Hels!Doc is beyond bored with either of these goals. His obsession lies in dissecting reality itself, prying back the layers of not only their dimension but their very existence. He wants access to the bare code, the fundamental framework beyond even what admins can see. He wants to touch the foundation of the universe, and once he does? He'll try to break through that, too. He is this close to breaking the fourth wall of Minecraft, and lord help us all if he does

- Hels!Doc found a battered admin control panel in the depths of Hels, and he used it only once, managing to access his own code. He messed with it a little more than he should have and accidentally destroyed his leg. He replaced it with a cybernetic and learned from the experience - not that he should be more cautious, mind you. Just that it would take a little more work for the panel to grant him its power.

- His biggest ongoing project: trying to make command blocks in survival using only components that can be found in Hels. If he can create a block that can connect with the code, maybe he can replicate that admin panel on a larger scale. If he can do that, he can modify it, make it safer and more stable, and then extend it to access more and more.... It's possible. He's sure of it.

- as far as PvP goes, he's far from the top of the rankings in Hels. However, if all goes according to plan, that shouldn't matter: if the seventeenth layer of his security system doesn't get you, its eighth failsafe mechanism will. You'll be dead long before you could ever cross blades with The Ghastfather.

- he lives in a hollowed-out netherrack mountain on the edge of the main Hels territory. He'll occasionally get involved in the turf wars and constant conflicts of the dimension, but he always uses secondary bases scattered around the area during those times. He can't risk anyone destroying or copying his latest breakthroughs!

- While he is dedicated to keeping his work secret, he also can't stand not having anyone around to explain it to. He'll sometimes ramble on about his projects to the Hels!nHo or show them diagrams, but he always throws in a couple false details or a few misplaced lines to make sure they won't understand enough to turn them against him

- he has a friendly? (as friendly as it gets in Hels) rivalry with Hels!Etho over redstone. Etho's counterpart can always guess where the deception is in Doc's explanations, and he keeps having to change his designs to keep ahead of his detective act. Hels!Doc will sometimes go over to Hels!Etho's base for some reconnaissance of his own redstone, but he usually ends up in some kind of trap or with an inventory full of insultingly renamed netherwart that won't stack.

This was incredibly fun, thank you anon! (And I'll probably have about a million more ideas in a few minutes!)

#hcraft #hermitcraftheadcanons #hermitcraft #hermitblr #mod shade #editing on this was minimal because it's late as anything #sorry if it doesn't make sense

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singularstiletto · 3 years

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I get that Dib & Zim are perfect for imagining Touch-Tone Telephone but like there’s so many other Spirit Phone songs that’d totally slap using any of the characters as the muse. Like you could totally do-

Lifetime Achievement Award: Prof Membrane creating Dib & Gaz Cabinet Man: Dib making himself a cyborg/ creating a human compatible Pak No Eyed Girl: Gaz, that’s it just Gaz. When He Died: Zim disappearing & Dib going through the house Sweet Bod: Dib dissecting Zim (I guess that one would be pretty gore-y though) Eighth Wonder: Literally Zim- jk, G.I.R bc trust me. Ancient Aliens: Do I really need to say anything? Soft Fuzzy Man: G.I.R. because he is the closest qualifier As Your Father I Expressly Forbid It: Again, do I need to say anything? I Earn My Life: Prof. Membrane but like instead of dying it’s just cloning the kids. Reaganomics: hm... could argue for the Allmighty Tallest/Control Brains on this one. Man-Made Object: Dib & maybe Tak’s ship, or Prof. Membrane again. Spiral of Ants: Zim and Invaders in general. Angelfire: the fighting dynamic between Zim and Dib plus the sibling dynamic between the Membranes all in some funky fast paced animation. Angry People: Gaz, easy. Cat Hacks: Gaz and gaming Crisis Actors: Prof. Membrane being clueless about Zim as Zim is obviously being the little gremlin he is. Geocities: basically that one little clip of Dib hearing a transmission just before Zim’s arrival but stretch it out into a whole thing. Gravitron: The Membranes as a household Kubrick and the Beast: Zim’s human disguise vibing as the world falls apart around him and Dib tries to catch up Moon's Request: Montage of Zim trying to live up to being an Invader but ultimately being more destructive than most can handle (basically Op. ID 1 but more) or Species Swap au as Dib wants nothing to do with his Pak programming or the empire Pizza Heroes: G.I.R., duh. Redesign Your Logo: Prof. Membrane & Dib You're At the Party: Zim learning the truth (EtF) or Dib & his interest in the supernatural overall

#ramble #invader zim #lemon demon #spirit phone album #some funky ideas #idk i'm just procrastinating #i love how these go from basic usage of characters to specific vibes or ideas #if anyone else has any ideas I'd deadass want to hear them #I don't read the comics bc i keep forgetting to so these are kinda limitted to what i rmember of the show +EtF

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a-dragons-explanations · 3 years

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Don't bother trying to debate with atasteofwaffles, she's just super disrespectful to so many groups including aces. Also, I just wanna say your work is amazing. I love rhetorical analyses and your logos and ethos are off the charts. Not to mention your complete control over your pathos, and your ability to see past the logical fallacies is amazing. All in all I hope you have a great day!

(Now that I know the conversation is almost definitely over, I can reply to this :P)

I mean. You do know what this blog is for, right? :P

More seriously: Like I’ve said in the past, generally speaking, the point of engaging with posts like that the way I do isn’t to convince the OP - usually, though not always, the people making those posts have made up their minds so strongly that they’re not really open to changing their opinion.

Primarily, it’s more about making the opposing viewpoint visible at all and basically performing for the benefit of third-party lurkers who haven’t made up their minds quite as strongly yet. (That being said, in a very rare few cases, I have actually convinced the OP of a post like that to change their opinion - which is a great feeling when I manage it.)

Secondarily, it’s also about trying to understand OP more than it is about trying to convince them - pointing out the contradictions and flaws in their arguments so that if I’m misunderstanding something or they have an explanation as to why it’s not a contradiction or flaw that I’m missing, I can learn from them. If I’m wrong, I want to know - if someone actually has a strong argument against otherkinity, I want to hear it and dissect it. If it’s strong enough, it should be able to stand up to my dissecting and criticism. So far, I haven’t seen an argument that does - but that doesn’t necessarily mean one doesn’t exist. I don’t want to become the person who’s so set in their opinion that they’re not willing to listen to other opinions and change their mind if they’re exposed to new information that actually does stand up to logical examination.

That explanation of my motives for continuing to engage aside - thank you! I really, really appreciate that; this is basically mental stimulation and exercise for my brain, and I enjoy debate and discourse very much when it’s anything resembling civil. I put a lot of effort into maintaining a polite, professional tone and focusing on logical consistency and factual accuracy over emotional reactions (which is not to say I don’t have emotional reactions behind the screen, just that I make an effort not to let it slip through into my words too often). I also put a lot of effort into being as polite and kind as possible so the discussion doesn’t shut down because I made the other person defensive and unwilling to listen. It’s really nice to get such detailed feedback, especially positive feedback.

...Tl;dr, I took one (1) conflict management course and learned a lot from it xD Highly recommend doing that to everyone who hasn’t already; mine was from The Great Courses and their DVD lectures.

#dragon chatter #asked and answered #thesecondtolastgemini

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softbiker · 5 years

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Bucky Barnes Oneshot

Warnings: a couple of bad words

Word Count: 3.6k

Summary: After being injured on a mission, Bucky winds up spending a day with the Avengers newest recruit. Bucky x Reader

A/N: This is my submission for @nacho-bucky ‘s writing challenge! My prompt was ‘the smell of freshly baked bread’. As a side note, I drank a whole pot of coffee yesterday and wrote this in one afternoon, so it’s also unedited :) As always, let me know what you think!

By the time the quinjet is an hour out from New York, Bucky Barnes is in an irredeemably foul mood.

Breaking up terror cells in Germany was supposed to be an easy mission - in and out, with the practiced ease of their well-oiled strike team. Really, they took the mission to spare German special forces the trouble...that, and a potential connection to an old Red Room contact of Natasha’s. With their “dream team” (Sam’s words, not Bucky’s) of Cap, Bucky, Sam, and Natasha, this should have been a light op, a scrimmage, Nerf ball.

Turns out superheroing is a contact sport, and they’ve got the bombs and broken ribs to prove it. A train station, a decoy, and an explosive device Natasha failed to disarm. With Sam coordinating civilian evacuation, there had only been a couple dozen injuries, but the suspect had slipped away, leaving them bruised and empty-handed.

Bucky had taken a brutal hit as he pulled Nat to safety, and now he is curled in his seat on the jet, metal hand holding his ribcage. He watches Steve scowl in the cockpit, jaw unflinchingly tight as he goes over the mission in his head. The captain doesn’t know how to let things go - never has, never will. Sam is actually piloting the quinjet, making unreturned small talk about a basketball game he went to last weekend. Natasha sits across from Bucky, a Stark tablet in her hands, dissecting bomb schematics and diagrams of diffusion techniques. There’s a little scab of dried blood on her bottom lip that she pokes at with her tongue, red brows lowered in concentration.

Bucky is exhausted - his hair smells like dust and smoke, his mouth is tangy and dry. There’s dried sweat underneath his uniform and he itches and his feet are hot in his boots and his ribs really fucking hurt. He lets his head fall back against the seat, and wishes they were home already.

**********

She pops her head up over the back of the couch when she hears them. What a sight they make: Bucky, propped up on Steve’s shoulder, Natasha dust-covered and buried in her tablet, Sam still sweaty and tugging at the harness on his suit. She still smiles, tentative but kind.

“Hi guys.” She lifts her fingers in a little wave. “Everyone okay?”

Bucky grunts in response; Natasha says nothing, making a beeline for her room and a shower. Sam, without doubt the most talkative person on the team, props himself on a stool and blows a harsh breath past his lips.

“We’re alright, yeah,” he sighed. “Barnes is a little beat up but he’ll get over it - he’s just dramatic.”

“Fuck you, too, Wilson.” Bucky flips Sam off over his shoulder as they hobble towards the elevators.

She winces, not yet used to their harsh banter.

“Hey man, be nice in front of the rookie, alright?” Sam hollers, mock-offended. “You’re creating a hostile work environment!”

Steve chuckles a little at that, jostling Bucky’s tender ribs, which makes him scowl at his best friend.

“Bucky is a hostile work environment,” Steve deadpans. They’ve reached the elevator, and shuffle inside, turning to face the common room. Bucky catches the rookie’s eyes as she giggles behind her hand.

“She’s fine,” he rolls his eyes, sparing a wink for the rookie. “When I make it hostile, bird brain, you’ll know.”

The elevator doors close, and he leans on Steve a little heavier, and jabs his elbow into Steve’s stomach.

“Thanks a lot for that, by the way,” he huffs.

“What?” Steve feigns innocence, and very poorly. “Didn’t know you were so worried about making a good impression on the rookie.”

“I’m - I’m not.”

“Uh huh.”

“Shut up.”

They meet Dr. Banner in the medical wing where his lab adjoins the clinic; Sam had messaged him half an hour ago that they were inbound with a broken supersoldier, and Bruce had taken the liberty of setting up some of his supplies. Of all the doctors on staff, Bucky favored Dr. Banner - he was mild and soft-spoken enough to not trigger Bucky’s anxiety, in spite of the needles and IV drips and the snapping of latex gloves.

An X-ray and some bandages later, Bucky is removed from the active duty list for two weeks.

“Even with your advanced healing factor, I wanna be careful with this,” Bruce says, taking off his glasses to scratch the side of his nose. “I mean, your medical history is a little blurry, to say the least - and with all the shit HYDRA pulled, who knows what kind of stress your bones have been through before.” He taps away on his tablet, notifying FRIDAY and the admin system to remove Bucky from the roster. “In the meantime, take it easy - no missions, no training, no lifting weights. Probably avoid the motorcycle, too. I’ll check on them again in two weeks, and we’ll go from there.”

Steve is nodding - he never leaves Bucky by himself in medical - and crosses his arms. Neither of them have changed out of their uniforms yet, and in this sterile observation room, Bucky can finally smell the layers of grime and sweat clinging to them. His nose wrinkles when he gets a little whiff of himself, feeling bad for the nurse who bandaged his ribs.

“Oh I almost forgot -” Bruce turns around and reaches for something on his lab bench. A little blue bottle, full of round white pills. “Here. I developed these for the two of you - since you metabolize normal painkillers so quickly, I figured we might need something that would work in the event you sustain heavy injuries which…well, seemed likely. Take 2 every 4 hours, okay?”

His metal fingers grip the little bottle, rattling the tablets inside.

“Sure thing, doc.”

**********

She lifts the hem of her shirt, wiping at the sweat on her forehead, and leans against the wall of the gym. Her breath comes in short pants as her chest heaves, trying to cool down from her last bout with Agent Romanoff.

“Heads up.”

Her hands barely make it up in time to catch the flying water bottle headed for her face.

“Good catch,” Romanoff smirks a little. She’s sweating, too, but in a way that’s decidedly more sexy, little red curls hanging by her face. She looks fresh from a Pilates class, not a suicide workout - the rookie can feel the heat of her own face, the sweat drenching her clothes, and knows she’s not nearly as glowing as her trainer.

“You did really good today,” Romanoff continues. She keeps saying to call her “Natasha” but that is so hard to do with a woman so intimidating her alias is one of the world’s deadliest animals. “Really good. You’ve shown tons of improvement since we started. I’m going to recommend we start letting you shadow on missions in a couple more weeks.”

“Wow, really?” Her face lit up in spite of her exhaustion.

“Sure.” Natasha smiles. “I know it’s gotten a little boring, having you go through all of this.”

“Boring” was an understatement. Despite having a few years of experience under her belt - well, according to Tony Stark, vigilantism barely counts as “experience” - the rookie was assigned to a training program for her first couple of months on the team.

“Too much of a risk to put you in the field right away,” Stark had rattled off, handing her forms to sign and an official t-shirt (‘Look Mom! I’m an Avenger!’) and a tablet with a map of the compound. “Legal says we can avoid liability issues with a training program before we gradually phase you in, and I’m inclined to agree, so! Welcome to the team, but not officially!”

Her days consisted of early morning workouts, followed by combat and tactical training with Black Widow herself, and then...well, not much. There was research, of course, and she stayed on top of the intelligence briefings with the rest of the team. She went to meetings and official dinners and unofficial karaoke nights, but the rest of her time was mostly her own. Frankly, she was chomping at the bit to get back out there, in the action. Helping people.

“Well, hopefully it’ll pay off,” she sighs, giving Agent Romanoff an exhausted smile. “I wouldn’t want to be the weak link on the team.”

“You won’t be, believe me,” Natasha shakes her head. With a glance at her watch, she picks up her own water bottle and heads for the door. “Now I’ve gotta run, Skype meeting with Fury in 5. I’ll see you later, Rookie!”

**********

Bucky Barnes was feeling good.

Like, damn good.

Like, ‘Banner should label his controlled substances’ good.

Thing is, post-HYDRA and post-fugitive and post-cognitive reconstruction therapy, Bucky was more mentally okay than he had been in decades. He had the occasional rough day, and he definitely wasn’t perfect by any means, but with the shrinks that Stark had on retainer, he was getting better at dealing with it all. His physical health, however, was more of a moving target. In spite of receiving a bastardized supersoldier serum, he had been pumped full of so much other shit and gone through so much physical stress that his body had fundamentally shifted equilibrium. Multiple appointments with Dr. Cho and Shuri revealed that his chronic pain may never fully heal - if it did, it would be a very gradual process. Normal painkillers in reasonable doses did nothing for him, so Bucky settled in to his discomfort, carrying it the way he carried his knives and his scars - always.

24 hours into his medical leave, a few doses of pills down, and he couldn’t feel a single ounce of pain in his body - he shifted his awareness to each part of himself, like that guided meditation thing Wanda did sometimes, and he couldn’t find the pain, not even lurking behind the muscle and metal. He might be a little miffed at being off the active duty roster, but if his whole vacation is going to feel like this? Well, he doesn’t mind to let Steve handle the next threat to world peace.

With his schedule suddenly wide open, Bucky wonders what he’ll do with his day. He can’t remember the last time he truly had nothing to do - it’s an exciting prospect. So he lets himself ease through his morning, sleeping in, long hot shower, slipping on those plush Black Widow pajama pants Nat gave him as a gag gift. He knows everyone else will have had their breakfast and moved on to morning briefings and training drills by now, and he wanders down to the kitchen in the hopes that they’ve left him some coffee.

He sees her there, perched on a stool at the island and frowning at the tablet in her hand. There’s a little scrunch to her nose when she does that, he notices.

“Good morning,” he says softly, trying and failing not to startle her.

“Oh, hey Bucky,” she smiles, watches him round the island to the coffee pot on the counter. “I didn’t see you there.”

“S’okay. I’m quiet.”

“You didn’t get tapped for the recovery mission? They’re going after your suspect from Berlin again, I think.”

“Oh, I’m off missions for two weeks.” He turns, giant ‘Don’t forget to be awesome’ mug gripped in his metal hand. “Banner’s orders. You didn’t hear about my smashed ribs?”

“Oh no, I guess not - are you okay?” Suddenly she’s concerned, and a little sheepish. “Sorry, I’m still a little out of the loop I guess.”

He feels guilty for that - she’s eager, bright, kind, a brilliant recruit. But it can take a while before you’re ‘in’ with the team. Not because they exclude her, but, well - a group made up of outsiders has a hard time adding new faces to the mix.

“Don’t apologize. Not your fault.” Bucky digs around in a jar on the counter for a few sugar packets, dumping them into his mug. “Anyways, I’m off the roster for now. Gotta figure out something to do with myself, I guess.”

Her smile is slow, ducked under pretty lashes - he really needs to stop noticing these things.

“Would you - I mean, you can hang out with me if you want?” She chews on her lip. “I’m done for today - my training with Natasha ended early and they didn’t need me in on the briefing so…”

The rookie was lonely - he could see that, anyone could. The fact is, between their own training and missions, it had been a little hard for the team to spend very much time with her. Bucky himself was often a bit of a loner in his free time, preferring to hole up in his room with books and movies rather than go out for drinks or another karaoke night. And yet, he found himself feeling eager at the thought of spending a relaxing day with the new recruit, getting to know her a little, hearing that funny little laugh through her nose.

“Sounds great, Rookie - what did ya have in mind?”

**********

“Okay, I just wanna go on the record and say I called it. I called it!” She’s grinning. “I knew you would love this.”

“Well, hey, in my defense, I’ve never hated beautiful women.”

She just rolls her eyes, kicks her feet out to rest on the coffee table in front of them. There’s a pile of DVD’s, all hers, laying across the surface, picked through and ranked in order of what was most important for Bucky to see. His film education was obviously lacking, considering he missed out on 70 years of movies, and didn’t even know what he liked anymore, so he was content to let her pick. After raiding the kitchen for an array of snacks, they settled in, opposite ends of the same couch with a bowl of popcorn and dark chocolate M&M’s between them.

Approximately 20 minutes into the movie, Steve appears, just passing through for an apple from the fridge. He stops in his tracks behind the couch, the crunch of the fruit in his mouth just above their heads.

“What is this?” he says around his mouthful. If his Ma could see him now, Bucky thinks.

“It’s called ‘How to Marry a Millionaire’ - came out in 1953,” she answers, smiling over her shoulder at him. “It’s one of my favorites honestly.”

“That’s - that’s Lauren Bacall!” Steve perks up, smacking Bucky’s shoulder.

“Yeah, punk,” Bucky rolls his eyes. “Betty Grable’s in it, too.”

“No shit!” Steve is grinning now, and he gives the rookie a conspiratorial look. “Y’know, Bucky used to have her pin-up poster. The one in the white bathing suit? Had it in his suitcase when he shipped out.”

“Oh, really?” She’s looking at him now, eyes sparkling at the rosy blush climbing up Bucky’s cheeks. “Betty Grable, huh?”

He clears his throat. “Well, everybody had that picture, I mean...it’s famous for a reason. All the boys had ‘em.”

“No, no, I get that,” she shrugs. “I just had you pegged as more the Rita Hayworth type, that’s all.”

It takes him back for a second, Steve too, that she knows these starlets, that they could’ve been having this same conversation 75 years ago. He can see that look in Steve’s eyes, sly and knowing as they slide towards him. Bucky works his mouth, tries to control his smile.

“Well, nothing wrong with her either,” he drawls, spreading his arms along the back of the couch. “But did you see Grable’s legs?”

“I just thought you might’ve had a thing for redheads!” she laughs.

“They’re alright, I guess - now Dugan on the other hand…”

Neither of them notices Steve leave the room, tossing the apple in his hand and a huge dopey grin on his face.

**********

“Tell me again what the recipe says?”

“One cup of pumpkin puree.”

“Oh - shit, I thought you said one can.”

She smacks her forehead. “No wonder the batter is so goopy!” She rolls her eyes playfully. “You’re trying to ruin my bread, Barnes.”

“I swear I’m not, doll - it was an accident.”

“Okay, new plan - we just make a double batch since the can has two cups in it.”

She shuffles around behind him, grabbing her flour and sugar and sour cream and other ingredients, hands flurrying to measure and fix the dough. It’s mid-afternoon now, a couple of movies down, and they (she) decided they needed to get in the fall spirit by baking a ridiculous amount of...breads. The banana bread is already in the oven, the pumpkin will be on its way as soon as she fixes his mistake, and a blueberry bread (made from muffin mix) is next on the list.

“But...what’s so special about making it into breads?” He had asked, causing her to look at him like an idiot.

“Ask me that again after you try them, Bucky.”

So he shut up and cracked eggs and sifted flour, stirring when her arm got tired. He was already regretting his words now that the smell of the banana bread was drifting towards him from the ovens, and he had to admit the pumpkin and cinnamon from her bowl was making his stomach growl. With all the bowls and measuring cups laying around, they were making enough sweet breads to feed an army, but hey - the Avengers are practically a small army of their own. And besides, Bucky intends on taking an entire loaf - baker’s privilege.

He decides that he likes watching her work, bouncing around the kitchen, some oldies playlist on the speakers, her tongue poking out between her lips. She’s got her sweater sleeves pushed up over her elbows - he had to help with that, after she got dough on them. This song is good, too, and he wants to ask her who wrote it-

“Are you gonna stand there staring at me, or are you gonna help?” she quips over her shoulder. He has no idea when he last smiled so much.

“You’re the boss, Rookie.”

**********

She’s got her feet in his lap now, and they haven’t said a word in an hour, and Bucky doesn’t even remember taking his last dose or two of his pain pills but he doesn’t feel a goddamn thing.

There’s a huge book in her lap, Stephen King - a favorite, he’s learned.

“I read at least one of his books every year in October,” she tells him. “You know, to get ready for spooky season.”

“Spooky season? What the hell is that?”

“You know, Halloween time!” she smacks his arm. “It’s Halloween first, Buck, you gotta get in the spirit.”

“I’m -” he sputters, face drawn in the most adorably confused look. “Halloween first?”

She hands him a book of his own and now here they are - he’s 20 pages into The Shining, but he’s stopped paying attention because she’s yawning behind her book and her eyes are fluttering shut, and it shouldn’t be as distracting as it is.

He forces his eyes down to his own page, to Jack Torrance and haunted hotels, but they’re drawn back up when her book finally drops the rest of the way to her lap. Her head slumps sideways onto the back of the couch, mouth open just a little. He draws the blanket down around her feet and tucks it in a little tighter, but other than that, doesn’t move a muscle. He’s just fine right here, thank you.

He’s sinking in again, driving up the twisting mountain road to the Overlook, when his phone buzzes in his pocket. Carefully - in the way highly trained superspies can be careful - he lifts his hips up and pulls his phone from his pocket, managing not to dislodge her feet or wake her up. She merely sighs in her sleep, nuzzling her face into the couch pillow. A text notification from team group message lights up the screen.

It’s Natasha. A photo, a photo which she somehow managed to take without him knowing, of him and the rookie, practically snuggling on the couch and reading together. Her legs are propped over his lap, and Bucky’s eyes are staring straight at her over the top of his book. Nat has captioned the photo: “looks like Barnes found a good nurse.”

He snorts a little. Natalia. Glances up at her, still sleeping, and tilts his phone upwards a few degrees and snaps a picture to send back.

“She sleeps on the job” he types, thumbs still slow on the phone keyboard. Instantly, his phone starts buzzing with more texts from the team, but he mutes it and lays his phone on the coffee table. He doesn’t feel like talking now. Well, talking to them.

“Hey...Rookie,” he whispers, reaching out and shaking her shoulder a little. She hums in her sleep, but makes no other move.

“Rookie, I gotta ask you something.” He wiggles her leg a little, shaking her feet in his lap, and whispers her name. He’s rewarded with her eyes fluttering open, her mouth drawn down in a pout at being woken up.

“Whatisit,” she sighs, still slumped into the cushions. He clears his throat. Here goes nothing.

“So, there’s a charity gala for the Stark Foundation coming up next weekend,” he starts bravely. “And - and the whole team is going anyway, so I know you’re gonna be there, but - well, maybe you would consider going...with me?” Courage runs out, and his brain backpedals. “I mean, just as a friend?”

She huffs. “I can’t believe you woke me up for that.”

“Oh.” He looks down, hair falling in his eyes. “So...you don’t want to go with me?”

“Of course I’ll go with you, Barnes,” she sighs. “Now shush. I was napping”

His face hurts from the stretch in his cheeks when he smiles. He’s gonna give Bruce those pain meds back.

#nachobuckychallenge #bucky x reader #bucky x y/n #bucky x you #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader fic #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes imagine #marvel #marvel fic

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sir-contra · 4 years

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So last night a friend and I were having a very long chat about Warframe and how the lore gaps have so much to be built upon and it went like this:

The Corpus, are fucking terrifying, and let me tell ya why.

The Orokin knew the Corpus were trouble, like right from the beginning. The Orokin, with power so great, with the power to make the system their bitch, knew the Corpus were a fucking threat. But what did the Corpus do, if not die? Well, simple. They got a weakness from the Orokin, and wiped them out, because the Corpus are disgustingly, and scarily cunning. Where they lack in numbers? They make up for in brains. Common Corpus enemies, from lore standpoint, if they began to think like the Corpus big boys, they could overwhelm a Warframe, take it, rip it apart like a wild animal killing its prey, and make a profit off of it. And it’s obvious by of course what Alad had done, especially in his trailor.

Mag was struggling, and there’s of course how he fucked Valkyr right the fuck up

And that’s of course only the beginning of it - There’s also the fact that the warframes of course feel, and by extension, the Tenno feel what their warframe goes through. So picture this: You are finally awakened as a Tenno. You feel like your top shit. You’re young, a child, and you are fueled by pure bloodlust, and you have had nobody teach you that running right into battle is a bad idea, and the Lotus does a poor job of teaching you that. So let’s say you pick the wrong fight. Your Warframe gets captured by a corpus, and its not simple containment where you have time to rip the doors open and book it to extraction, you’re pinned down and they are scheming on what they plan to do to you, and then it’s finally time. The stage is set, the tools are out: They’re going to skin your Warframe alive. You the Tenno, are fighting with rage running through your blood, you clearly aren’t grasping the direness of the situation, and your warframe? Acting on it’s own, and it feels unfiltered panic. Struggling, trying to rip away, though they’re already diving in to your poor frame, and you can’t do anything about it. Energy is dead and gone, weapons are long cast away, and they’re ripping your Frame apart. Your Warframe, is shrieking, and not only that, so are you. To say it “hurts” is an understatement. You, Tenno, are not being torn open alive, but it feels like it, it hurts so much that your shrieking is filling the air alongside your Frames. You survive the horrifying and lengthy dissection, but your Warframe? It’s met it’s end, and you don’t even get to grasp it, because you pass out. Transference to it, gone. Impossible to regain.

now i bet ur wondering “Oh, Shun that’s not-” Well shut u up, Alad had to plan for god knows how long, to Capture not just one, but MANY warframes to build his weird fucked up dog, which has to have a control collar because all those parts damn well hold the memories of what he did and the shit they went through, if it wasn’t for that it would tear him a new asshole and even he was aware. And then there’s the fact that there’s not just the ONE Zanuka, the fucking psychopath

Tenno and Warframe, they strong as fuck, damn well OP as all hell, but they aren’t immortal alright, and of course the Corpus know that much They’ve had all the time in forever to plan on how they’re gonna get what they want, and they’ve done it countless times

They’ve caught plenty of Warframes, and made a hell of a profit off of them, but one could only IMAGINE what they would do to an actual Tenno, regardless of their age. If it was money to be made, they’ll cut up whatever and sell the parts on the spot.

So let’s talk about Nef Anyo right

Nef, is a bitch ass motherfucker. Glad we agree!

While we haven’t seen what Nef is really like, you know, when snapping and blowing the fuck up, we did see him in utter desparation ( The Deadlock Protocol ) when he was basically begging the Tenno to haul ass and help him (and of course we do because Tenno are dumb kids piloting deathmachines)

And sure, his begging is one thing, but one could only imagine him snapping in rage. A fight where you engage Nef, and it’s just a big session of “Holy shit what have I gotten myself into?!” And not because it’s annoying. But because he’s constantly screaming all the horrible things he’s going to do to that precious little warframe of yours, and on your last revive, if you die, he grabs your Warframe, slams it against the wall/or floor, and he tears into it to hear it scream. And as it’s barely holding on, he looks it in the eyes, leaning close, and in his voice, between clenched teeth, all you hear is “ You’re next, Tenno. “

So basically, being a Tenno? Yeah it fucking SUCKS.

So that’s when I thought of this:

And that’s where this lovely lady comes in.

Drastaeia. Drastaeia, is the Rogue Tenno, who has long abandoned the Lotus after the Corpus had taken and killed one of her two partners. One being Valkyr Mithra, the other being Oberon Feyarch, the latter being the one dissected and sold for parts after he threw himself to get her the hell out of there with Valkyr in the final stretch of a long drawn battle that they had no chance of winning. Losing one of her family, ,she had truly saw that the path she walked would only bring more suffering, and that the origin system was doomed right from the start. Kill, and kill, and kill again, but they’ll just come back. Corpus, Grineer, Sentients; You kill one, two show up, and the numbers grow and grow; it wasn’t a fight for children to be forced into, and she knew that any tenno walking this path of “justice” would eventually die before reaching the goal of “peace”. She tries her best to save them, especially the younger Tenno, but ultimately fails due to children being stubborn, headstrong and generally difficult, and feels remorse for being unable to save them from the hell they’re walking into.

Ultimately, she blames the Lotus. Not for her “Betrayal”, but because she’s still leading these new Tenno - These children to an early grave, even when they experience the good of the system, it doesn’t make up the hell and horror they have to go through for ultimate peace.

Drast is often seen as a threat to Tenno by the Lotus, due to abandoning what was deemed as “her duty”, and is often called dangerous and one that must either be eradicated, or avoided, at all costs, though she doesn’t prefer to fight with other Tenno. She holds no fear against them, but she would rather not raise arms against her “brothers and sisters”, but only wishes to save them from their early demise. Before losing her Feyarch, Drast was headstrong and loud, and quite the adventurer. Paired with Oberon and Valkyr, there was never a moment where she wasn’t smiling and laughing with them, for they were her family.

After Oberon was taken, she was, for the longest time a wreck, and in a way still is, and holds a deep grudge to the Lotus for leading her and others astray. But not only that, she has been more reserved in terms of her social status, opting not to be too loud. She’s extremely close to Valkyr, who of which is terrifyingly protective of her due to losing her other friend, and often assesses the target first before letting them engage with Drast. Though despite it all, she has her sense of adventure within.

anyway thanks for reading lmao

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