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S3E8 of X-Men: Evolution

Earlier this episode, Rogue learns that her adopted mother is none other than Mystique, Kurt's biological mother. Well, towards the end, Rogue, helped by Logan and Charles Xavier, gains back control after her "manic episode." And we see a scene where Mystique is standing on a higher building, and all I can imagine is her rushing into the Xavier Institute and waltzing to the infirmary and it goes something like this:

Mystique: angry anime woman walk

Logan: "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE"

Mystique, casually chanelling her inner TikTok audio woman: BITCH I'M HER MOTHER

This is something I think about often, and I think it would've been a much more hilarious turn of events, seeing as she can shape shift into whoever she wants, even the lady from the audio on TikTok.

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This is Fawn. She's a little chubby, but she's my baby. Her sisters an asshole, I'll see if I have a picture of her.

This is Fawn's sister, Diamond. She used to be the Queen of the house, but now Fawn's the newly-appointed Queen

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We do, I look at my friend who's whiter than me and he says "damn bitch, you're getting darker, you sure you're even white?" And I look at him with a "and you're white enough to be a ghost, should I call you a dead man walking?"

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Hear me out, I chose Hades and I have a good reason. Hades likes to have fun, but when you have eternity, fucking around in the mortal world can get boring so he bought a phone out of curiosity one day. He sees in the play store something called Tumblr, what is it tho? So he downloads it to check it out and he's met with crabs, shoelaces, xylophones, and literally everything. But he's here and here to stay for the cat memes most of all, the cats are the most important to him

*Not all Greek Gods listed because we ran out of space.

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Star Wars, Harry Potter, and Forensics

I'm taking a forensics class, and my friends are also in this class, we all sit in the same area and I have no idea why we haven't been separated since we're a class disturbance. Today was an especially disturbing day bc I started a war, I asked my friends and professor, "who would win in a fight: Darth Vader or Lord Voldemort?" And the entire class is now divided... but honestly who really thinks Voldemort would win? He only knows like 3 spells, he's probably been getting eaten alive by multiple diseases since he doesn't wear shoes, if you take his wand away he's basically powerless, and he doesn't do close combat. However, Darth Vader can force choke Voldemort to the point of death by asphyxiation, force choke him so much his neck falls off, or just trash compact him into a cube, he could also pull Voldemort closer to him via the force and slice him in pieces using his lightsaber, and he's skilled in close combat so even if he didn't have his lightsaber, he still has the upper hand. Voldemort needs at least 5 seconds to finish speaking an incantation at best, and in that time Darth Vader could force choke him before Voldemort can finish his incantation.

But on the other hand, Darth Vader takes a little to respond to attacks and that could lead to his demise. It's difficult to say who would win because they're from entirely different galaxies and fandoms, aside from fighting they're equally as powerful, but 1v1 Darth Vader has most of the upper hand. Now I do understand that deflecting spells wouldn't be as easy, seeing as Darth Vader has never had to do that, and most spells don't canonically have a physical appearance, but some give off a plasma-like substance that's easy to see and can be delfected.

More about the magic and the force, Voldemort has only been known to use the killing curse, cruciatus, and fiendfyre(his snake of flames if you're unfamiliar). That being said, fiendfyre is easily deflectable by, as we've seen in the Room of Requirements, getting a barrier of any sort between you and it. Cruciatus is one of those that doesn't have a physical form to deflect, but we know that Avada Kedavra has a physical-ish plasma form and can be deflected by a lightsaber, as well as if aimed the right way, Darth Vader could reflect the curse back to Voldemort and in turn kill Voldemort.

As far as the force goes, it's not too clear how the Wizarding World would react to a natural cause such as the force. But it would put a state of panic into any and all wizards/witches of both good and evil. No one of the Wizarding World has dealt with the force and wouldn't know how to fight it(same can be said for force users about the Wizarding World). As far as my research has proven, it's not clear how one is a wizard(please repost this and tell me if you know, or message me), but as I understand it, it takes EXTRA training to be able to do magic without a wand, a magic only 2 wizards have been known to do; Lily Potter, and Rubeus Hagrid. With that being said, Voldemort relies on his wand to be able to perform magic, but Darth Vader and all force users have more than enough midiclorians that connect them to the force, where they get their abilities. They don't need to waste time speaking an incantation to perform something, which gives force users the upper hand.

Close combat is not taught at Hogwarts, but it is at the Jedi Temple and among Sith. Force users who aren't apart of the Grey Line are Generals of the Clone Army, and armies are combatant, so they need to know how to fight when they're without their lightsabers. This, yet again, is the reason why Darth Vader or any force user for that matter, would win against Voldemort or any witch/wizard.

If anyone has any comments, add ons, contradictions to my statements, more knowledge on either fandom than I do, or literally anything; I would love to hear what anyone has to say in contrast or agreance to me.

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I think it's very important that you know that everyone has a small bit of the tism. We were talking about communism in class a couple of days ago and one of my classmates went rummaging through his bag and this is how it went:

"WAIT hold on! I have something"

He took 3 FUCKING COMMUNIST MANIFESTOS OUT OF HIS BOOK BAG AND STARTED RANTING ABOUT THE PROS AND CONS OF COMMUNISM AND WHEN SOMEONE TRIED TO INTERRUPT HIM HE SAID:

"Hush peasant, I've been hyperfixating on this for months and I finally get to talk about it, let me have my moment"

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Y'all forgot the Amazon employees and the Florida Public School students. Omw home from stupid ass Florida Public school, I watched a black(very important in a second) Amazon employee jump out of her work van and beat a white man's ass. That woman had the brutality of Rhea Ripley AND Brock Lesnar, everyone at my school took notes from her and the school fights got even more entertaining. Now the students in Florida Public School, we just need a fucking break omg, I walked into the kitchen once last year to make actual good fucking pizza but they had 2 year old frozen pizza so I had to raid culinary classroom to make the fucking pizza and that's the only time in the history of my school that we didn't have moldy pizza. Foods not the only problem, FPS will hire anyone, the amount of teachers that my friends and I have made quit their jobs bc they were pedos or putting us in danger in any other way is INSANE! The only good teachers are the Chorus teacher, the Dramatic Performance coach, and my middle school English teacher 😭

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I defeated Trish Stratus in a championship match

I tapped out Seth In a Street Fight 😳

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Both the Jedi and Sith are bound to the force for power, if they weren't then they would simply be of whatever species they came from. They're both run by the same person, the Jedi serve Palpatine and the Republic, and the Separatists serve Darth Sidious, who is the same person. So essentially,they follow the same laws and code but in a different font. The Jedi are more focused on being emotionally independent, and Sith are more of a "reign chaos and be whoever you want" and that's where the controversy comes into play. Because the Sith are very few in numbers, they aren't worried about being like other Sith. And since they don't see eye to eye with Jedi code, they're seen as the villain and seek to be more powerful than the Jedi to show that though they are few in numbers and follow less rules, they're stronger than a thousand Jedi hope to be. All that said, many Sith let that go over their heads like Plageus did, and that created the truly corrupt Sith community.

Speaking of Code, what exactly was the Jedi Code? Not to get attached to people? If so, they break their own code by having padawans and younglings. You mean to tell me that you can’t be attached to your master and teacher, the one who taught you everything you know?

Sounds like BS to me. Unless someone can explain it too me.

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I saw this and felt like it should be shared here too

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You're Okay Now

This story includes: fluff, angst, mentions of blood, medical attention(I'm not a medical expert, I'm not gonna get everything correct)

It's in the readers POV, reader is a male for this story

Genre: enemies to lovers, LGBTQ

You can find the summary above written by @writing-prompt-s

"GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!!" I screamed and I slammed the door to my home. I almost had him too!! Why is it that the hero always wins?! It's not fair! My boss is gonna be so pissed when he finds out that I lost again. But that's a worry for another time, I'm starving, Mac 'n' Cheese sounds soooo good right now. When the water finally comes to a boil, I put my mac in the pot and waited for it to cook. There was a knock on my door.. was it my boss? Was it another drunk trying to crash? No, it was.. that stupid hero, he was curled over with an arm over his waist. What happened? I opened the door and he collapsed in my arms, "I'm sorry I.. I didn't have anywhere else to go," and he passed out.

Fucking hell, are you serious? I carry him inside and I set him on my couch gently so I can go back to the kitchen and turn off the stove. When I get back, first aid kit in hand, I couldn't help but to smile; he looks so peaceful when he's asleep. I peel blondie's shirt off and throw it in my laundry basket which is when I see the gnarly gash in his side, like something saw him as a tasty snack. Carefully, I took a wet rag to the blood around his wounds and got my sewing needles out. If I was gonna help him, I was doing it right. I also removed my shirt so that if the hero woke up, he'd have something to mask his screams. Speaking of, he actually didn't wake up while I stitched him up, it was very peaceful and quiet.

When he woke up, I had finished making dinner and made him a plate as well. "Ugh, how long was I- WHERE THE FUCK AM I?! Ow!" There goes the peace. "Hey, calm down blondie, you're at my house. You stumbled over to my doorstep, and for some damned reason I decided I'd be nice to you." As I said this, he looked at me confused, as if I can't be nice. "Your foods getting cold, eat up. It's not poisoned I promise." When I said that he scarfed it down like he'd been starved for weeks, I hope he's ok. "..thank you, you could've left me on your doorstep but you didn't and I'm really grateful for that." He looked so soft and cuddly.. WHY THE HELL AM I THINKING LIKE THIS?!

"Don't worry about it, you can stay here for the night and tell me what the hell happened and who it was." And so began the loooooong night of the whole day in chronological order. "And when I got home, I was feeding my dogs and I heard a noise that sounded like a window breaking, it was coming from my room so I went to go check it out. When I got in there, this person dressed in all black was in my room and they held a knife against my throat and I didn't know what to do so I kicked them and they stabbed me in my stomach and tore it out at an angle that.. as you can see gave me a larger cut. That's when I ran, I had no idea where I was running to but then I ended up here talking to you." Wow.. that was a bunch. He mentioned that in the brief moment that he was held against the wall with the knife, he saw their brown eyes, they had tan skin, and really shitty dyed pink hair. So I obviously wrote that down for later, but for now it's too late at night. "What size are you? I might have some old jammies that will fit you." I shout from my room, rummaging through my closet. "I'm an XL in shirts, and a 32 in pants, but I'm fine wearing what I have on now." He shouts back. "Nah it's no biggie, you're wearing jeans, I think you'd be much more comfortable in sweats" I say as I walk back into the living room. "You can sleep in my room tonight, I'll sleep out here." We had the back and forth argument for 10 minutes before we decided we'd share the bed, but stay on opposite sides.

When I woke up however, he was laying on top of me, snuggled into my chest. I didn't wanna move, but I also really wanted to take a picture of him cause he's just so adorable! That was when he woke up, "mornin' (Y/N), ya sleep well?" Awww his voice is less rough when he wakes up, it's kinda cute. "Yea, waking up with you on top of me is definitely a bonus." That's when he jumped up and started babbling out apologies. "Don't apologize, it doesn't bother me. What would you like for breakfast?" "Um.. waffles please." So I made waffles and bacon, and warmed up some syrup, when he came out of my room breakfast was almost ready, so he got a couple of plates out along with forks. "Thank you for not getting mad at me, I'm not used to people being so kind to my sexuality..." When he said that, I got up, walked over to him, and raised his chin slightly so that he'd look at me, "people are assholes, don't let them get to you." And I kissed him, I guess I was a little surprised that he kissed back the moment our lips touched... "Let's get you home, I'm sure your dogs miss you and I'm helping you move some of your stuff over here so I can look after you while you recover."

You, a supervillain, answer a knock at your door, only to find your superhero nemesis shivering, bleeding, scared, and slightly dazed (as if drugged). They appear to have been assaulted. The hero mumbles “…didn’t know where else to go…” before collapsing into your arms.

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Look I would win regardless if it was boxing or not. I grew up with a zookeeper, a guy who owns an animal refuge for injured animals, a woman who specializes in the care of snakes and other reptiles, and another guy who spent college in Russia. I think I have the upper hand on this bear. Oh plus I grew up as the sibling that chased the others around with the knife, I was also the sibling that tried to light my uncle on fire.. I was an arsonist in training

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google you gotta relax

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Stacy's Family

I just HAD to do this.

CW: LGBTQ mentions(MLM), Stacy has bad luck with relationships, she also has daddy issues

For Stacy's Dad, I'm using the one by Sub Radio

Summary can be found above, written by @writing-prompt-s

Hi. I'm Stacy, and this is my story about my ex boyfriends and the awkward family reunions.

For years, I've had bad luck; sure I may be prom queen, the lead cheerleader, and top of all of my classes... But I don't have the best relationship luck. It started with my parents divorcing, and ever since then my family was divided, I don't even remember a time when we were happy together. But my brother was always there, always picking me up when I fell down, always made sure that we didn't go to separate houses when we switched during the week.

I had this crush, his name is Chris, but he likes my mom. How does that happen? I'm his age and just as beautiful as my mother, why couldn't he choose me? It's unfair! So I moved on from him in less than 3 months, took awhile cause he successfully won over my mom. She's so rude for that! She couldn't reject him for her own daughter's happiness? And now my former crush is my stepfather, do you understand how weird that is?

When I got over him, I fell in love with this boy on the football team, he's most known as Tsai, but that's just his last name. Things were going great, I was finally happy with someone and then.. "how do I find the words to tell ya? I'm in love with your big brother" I FELL IN LOVE WITH A GAY GUY?! How could ANYTHING screw up worse than this? It's like God took, "and if I become a cheerleader then may God strike me down and ruin my life!" a bit too seriously.

It ended with my best friend telling me he's dating my dad! My family takes everyone from me!! I finally get it now, compared to the rest of my family.. I'm uglier than them. But at least they're all being treated well BY PEOPLE MY AGE!!! "Assholes.." I could care less if someone ruined all of these relationships right now. "What did you say sweetie?" My dad asked me, "huh? I was talking?" Shit did I say something out loud? "Oh I'm sorry, well we're about to sit down for dinner, come and join us. It wouldn't be a family dinner without you." They'd probably never notice if I was or wasn't there.

Halfway through dinner though, I spoke up, "I'm done with this family! All of you!! I have spent MY ENTIRE LIFE trying to find happiness. AND WHAT DO YOU DO?! MOM GETS WITH MY CRUSH, SAM GETS WITH MY EX BOYFRIEND, AND DAD.. YOU START DATING MY BEST FUCKING FRIEND!!! I'M TIRED OF IT!! WHY WON'T ANYONE FUCKING LOVE ME?! I LOOK JUST LIKE MOM SO WHY COULDN'T YOU HAVE DATED ME INSTEAD?! WHY COULDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE I CAUGHT FEELINGS THAT YOURE GAY?! AND OUT OF ALL PEOPLE! I TRUSTED YOU WITH MY LIFE AND YOU GO BEHIND ME AND DATE MY FATHER?!" I poured the drink that was in my cup onto my former best friend and left. I packed a bag, grabbed my keys, and I left. Drove somewhere no one can find me, I'll sleep in my car for however long it takes. I don't fucking care. I turn my volume up on full blast as I'm driving so that I don't hear my thoughts. And my night ends with me cuddled up to... I FORGOT MR. CUDDLES!!! But I can't go back now, it's too late. I'll go back once everyone has left and gone to their homes.

You’re Stacy. Your parents divorced after your mom got together with your crush and your best friend got together with your dad. Your ex-boyfriend dumped you for your brother. You are very worried about bringing your new significant other to Thanksgiving dinner.

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Once Upon A Midnight Dreary

This is a reader insert(not an x reader) about a girl who was reinstated at a different nursing home, and soon realizes the meaning of the cats and ravens

Oh gosh, today is my first day here. Oh! I'm so sorry, I suppose I should introduce myself first, hi! My name is (Y/N), and I just started my first day at a new nursing home called "Senior Living." My first thought upon arriving was one of shock and peace, this home was so beautiful and well managed.. I feel safe here.

I had arrived early so that I could get used to the place I would spend all of my nights, before my job truly began. But when did all of these cats appear? They weren't here when I arrived, why now? Was it a sign that the patients are near death? No, I can't think that, I'm supposed to nurture these people to as best the health as I can. I was assigned to care for this one lady, her name is Mildred Hughes, and this little, fat orange tabby cat wouldn't leave her side; even cuddled up to her while she slept. Maybe these people all had service cats?

"Oh dear, not tonight! Leave you wretched cat!! Begone with your evil curse!!" Said Mildred, and as a few others cried out with her. "Are you alright ma'am? What curse do you mean? Orange tabbies bring good fortune." She looked at me as though I was stupid, "Do you not yet know of the cat curse here? They say that a cat that matches your personality will come to comfort you in your last moments before death, so you will have a friend with you on your journey to those pearly gates of God's great land." Oh... I only just started working here and people are already dying on me. "It'll be a shame to see you go, but I fear we must all move on I suppose. Goodbye, Mildred." And soon, a mysterious man appeared above her, the Grim Reaper. But as she looked into his eyes, he had changed his appearance to that of a friendly face, one she could trust would bring her to the right place. And the cat went along with her! "You will be missed dearly."

"MA'AM MA'AM!! PLEASE WAIT!!" I tried to catch up to my boss, but she seemed to not notice me. When I finally caught up to her, I asked her about the curse around this facility. "Sweetheart, there's no curse. These patients have suffered many things in their life, and most have dementia or alzheimer's, so we try to humor them so they do not think they are crazy." It then hit me that this woman has never visited her patients, why else would she not know? The rest of the night staff have seen the cats, so why hasn't she?

We had a funeral for Mrs. Mildred Hughes a week after, but this kept happening. The cats kept returning and taking the patients away. Until one night when I had been taking care of a man named Myron Johnson, and he thought the cat was there for him, so I tried comforting him in his last moments... But the cat crawled into my lap??? This must have been a mistake, no nurse has died here, maybe outside of the home.. but not in it. My patient was relieved he had longer to go, but I could see the pain in his eyes. "You know young lady, you are the first nurse here that I liked to be around. I liked those chess games and tea times, but most of all... It was nice to know there was someone there who cared about me beyond the money. Thank you (Y/N), I'll see you soon." And with that, I saw the Grim Reaper take the form of my older brother, and as that little manx walked alongside me; I felt at peace for the last time.

But I wasn't...

Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Let me know how you think chapter 2 should go! Was it Myron? Was it the head nurse? Who knows!!

You work in a nursing facility where a cat inexplicably visits patients the night they pass. Tonight they won’t leave you alone.

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"have you considered leaving your home for more than 1 minute a day?"