#Indiana robotics invitational

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

By: Heather Mac Donald

Published: Dec 11, 2023

Liz Magill was forced to resign Saturday as president of the University of Pennsylvania—by all indications because, at a congressional hearing, she could not bring herself to declare that calls for the genocide of Jews are punishable speech. She would more justly have lost her job for being a bald-faced hypocrite when it comes to campus free expression. The future of higher education depends on which of these motives governs such decisions in the future.

Magill was part of a triumvirate of college presidents who testified before a House committee last week. Magill, Harvard president Claudine Gay, and MIT president Sally Kornbluth had been called to discuss the anti-Israel hatred embroiling their universities since the October 7 terror attacks on Israel. To call their performance robotic would insult robots. When asked a repeated question after their first evasion did not satisfy the questioner, these intellectual role models repeated their first evasion verbatim, maybe adding a cryptic non sequitur.

Congressman Jim Banks (R., Indiana) grilled Magill, for example, about a conference on Palestinian culture that the University of Pennsylvania had hosted two weeks before the Hamas terror attacks. Critics had demanded that Penn cancel the conference, due to the presence of alleged anti-Semites among its speakers. Penn allowed the gathering to continue, however, citing academic freedom.

Banks focused on invitee Roger Waters, founder of the rock group Pink Floyd and a vocal proponent of the Boycott, Divest, and Sanction (BDS) movement: “Why in the world would you host someone like that on your college campus to speak?” he asked.

Magill: “I appreciate the opportunity to discuss this. Antisemitism has no place at Penn.”

Banks: “Why did you invite Roger Waters? What did you think you would get out of him?”

Magill: “Antisemitism has no place at Penn, and our free speech policies are guided by the United States Constitution.”

It was on the question of condoning the “genocide of Jews” that the presidents were not only robotic but breathtakingly duplicitous.

Congressman Elise Stefanik (R., New York) parlayed this line of interrogation into national fame. Stefanik to Harvard president Claudine Gay: “Can you not say here that [calling for the genocide of Jews] is against the code of conduct at Harvard?”

Gay: “We embrace a commitment to free expression, even of views that are objectionable, offensive, hateful. It’s when that speech crosses into conduct that violates our policies against bullying, harassment.”

Stefanik: “Is that speech according to the code of conduct or not?”

Gay: “We embrace a commitment to free expression and give a wide berth to free expression, even of views that are objectionable.”

The other two presidents took the same substantive position: whether speech constitutes actionable conduct depends on the context, including whether it is targeted at specific individuals.

Stefanik to Magill: “I am asking, specifically calling for the genocide of Jews, does that constitute bullying or harassment,”

Magill: “If it is directed and severe or pervasive, it is harassment.”

Stefanik: “So, the answer is yes.”

Magill: “It is a context-dependent decision, Congresswoman.”

Stefanik’s questioning was relentless, but was it fair? As MIT president Kornbluth noted plaintively, she was unaware of anyone at MIT calling for the genocide of Jews. Stefanik was extrapolating from the ubiquitous student chants of “intifada” to explicit calls for Jewish genocide, but the former expression is more ambiguous, especially in the mouths of ignorant American students.

Nevertheless, Stefanik’s interrogations went viral. “American college presidents tongue tied regarding the genocide of Jews!” was the common takeaway, even among liberal defenders of academia, such as Harvard law professor Laurence Tribe.

And this failure to agree that alleged calls for the genocide of Jews should be banned appears to be what did in Magill. (Penn’s chairman of the board also resigned on Sunday, a shake-up as momentous for the future of university governance as Magill’s departure.) Sensing her imminent peril, Magill released a video a day after the hearing reversing her position on punishable speech. A “call for genocide of Jewish people [is] harassment or intimidation,” she stated—and thus, subject to prior restraint or retroactive sanction.

The problem, Magill explained, was the Constitution: “For decades, under multiple Penn presidents and consistent with most universities, Penn’s policies have been guided by the Constitution and the law. In today’s world, . . . these policies need to be clarified and evaluated.” Penn would be initiating a “serious and careful look” at those constitutionally inspired limits, in order to provide what Magill called a “safe, secure, and supportive environment [where] all members of our community can thrive.”

In other words, though Penn had heretofore chosen to abide by constitutional norms (though as a private institution, it was not mandated to do so), it would now put those norms aside to ensure that students feel “safe.”

The presidents’ refusal to declare hypothetical calls for the genocide of Jews punishable conduct has been portrayed as the greatest scandal of the hearing. It was not.

The real scandal was the presidents’ duplicity in citing a “commitment to free expression” as the reason why they needed to give “wide berth to . . . views that are objectionable,” as Gay put it.

GOP congressmen demolished the presidents’ protestations of free speech loyalty, providing example after example of faculty members and outside speakers who had been muzzled, punished, or banned because of views contrary to campus orthodoxy. Those views included the assertion that sex is biological and binary, that racial preferences harm their beneficiaries, that the diversity bureaucracy inhibits academic freedom, and that an open-borders immigration policy damages the country.

It was those fantastically counterfactual assertions of loyalty to academic freedom that should have doomed Magill and the other two presidents. On any common understanding of truthfulness, their claims to protect “objectionable” views were flagrantly contrary to the facts. Having been exposed as hypocrites, dissemblers, and enforcers of politically correct thinking, they should all be fired as unfit to lead institutions ostensibly dedicated to the pursuit of truth and the transmission of knowledge.

Ironically, however, it was their one correct stance during the entire hearing debacle that put them in peril. However woodenly they asserted their alleged reason for not shutting down the pro-Hamas demonstrations, that reason should have been controlling. Speech should be protected unless it crosses the line into direct threats to individuals or incitement to imminent violence. Student parroting of Islamist slogans does not meet those tests. Allowing a central authority to ban speech that it declares injurious to the common good is a license for precisely the abuse of power that has been the norm throughout human history, a norm that the Founders were so insistent on overturning. Moreover, it has been in the name of creating what Magill called a “safe, secure, and supportive” campus “climate” that universities have suppressed unwelcome facts and unpopular speakers.

Of course, even the presidents’ explanation for why they tolerate the pro-Hamas demonstrations is likely a lie. The real reason for their equivocation is fear of the campus Left—or, in the case of the diversity bureaucrats who often took the lead in responding to the terror attacks—agreement with the campus Left that anti-Israel terrorism is merely a matter of Palestinian self-defense.

Critics of the American university have seized on what they perceive as the most efficacious means for discrediting academia. But though accusations of tolerance for the genocide of Jews guarantees the most media coverage, conservatives are making a mistake in highlighting that alleged tolerance as the main reason to revamp the university. This mistake will come back to haunt them.

Absent a complete turnover of university personnel, a renewed authority to limit speech will be used overwhelmingly against conservatives. Even now, Penn is weighing sanctions against law professor Amy Wax for her challenges to campus orthodoxy. Had the public consensus been that the universities’ mistake was in not extending the same tolerance they showed to the pro-Hamas demonstrators to dissenters from leftist nostrums, Wax could have argued that she is entitled to the same protections for controversial speech. Now, with renewed support, even from the right, for student “safety,” Penn can argue that its newfound concern for Jewish student safety requires it to intensify its solicitude for the “marginalized” groups whom Wax allegedly jeopardized with her contrarian opinions.

A colleague of Wax’s has published an op-ed in the Washington Post unironically headlined: “To fight antisemitism on campuses, we must restrict speech.” “Isn’t it time for university presidents to rethink the role that open expression and academic freedom play in the educational mission of their institutions?” asks law professor Claire Finkelstein. However fanciful the question’s premise—that universities currently honor academic freedom—it is chilling that the answer is increasingly affirmative, even from many on the right.

[cvblackcv]

Leather & Ink - King

I checked my reflection in the rearview mirror one last time. My light blonde hair still fell in loose waves, and I adjusted the small diamond cross necklace that Diana and Mark had given me for my eighteenth birthday, making sure it rested perfectly against my collarbone.

With one final deep breath, I stepped out of the car and smoothed out my dress, ready and determined to ace this interview.

I approached the two large black doors and pushed one open; a small, high-pitched robotic chime rang overhead.

As I stepped inside, I was taken aback by how beautiful the place was.

The entire space was draped in black, but it wasn't just a single, flat shade—there were layers of different textures and tones. But what made me stop and really take in the lobby, was the fact that every inch of the walls were covered with framed photos of tattoos. The floor was tiled in a black-and-white pattern, resembling a giant chessboard. The ceiling was painted black and a massive, round, horseshoe-shaped black velvet couch dominated the center of the room, encircling a sleek coffee table that looked like it was cut off from a cliffside. Behind it stood a large black counter, but there was no one in sight. Where there were small gaps in between frames of art, there was greenery. The whole place felt cozy and inviting. It wasn't at all what I was expecting.

I went with Gen when she got some of her tattoos, but this place looked nothing like the one back home. That place was a hole-in-the-wall, whereas this place was luxurious.

I found myself drawn to the left side of the lobby, where there were beautiful photos showing deeply intricate geometric tattoos that absolutely mesmerized me. The detailing must have taken hours, if not days, to complete.

An antiseptic scent mixed with a faint hint of bergamot filled the air. This place was almost tranquil—relaxing in a way.

I could hear soft rock music as I walked further into the shop, blending with the distinctive buzzing of tattoo equipment.

I reached out to tap on the small bell on the counter when suddenly, a man popped up from behind it, completely out of nowhere.

He was covered in tattoos. His neck, arms, and, as far as I could see, every visible inch of his skin was a canvas of ink. He wore a black tank top that showed off his muscular arms, with thick silver earrings in each ear and a hoop piercing on the left side of his nose. He was wearing a pair of Black-framed glasses, and a chain hung around his neck, the pendant hidden beneath his shirt. His fingers had almost a dozen rings on them, and multiple bracelets encircled his wrists.

He looked me over, a slow, sultry grin spreading across his features before he asked, "First time?"

I fumbled for a moment, confused by the question, then realized what he meant. "Oh," I laughed nervously, "No, I mean, yes, it would be my first time, but no, that's not why I'm here. I have an interview with..." I paused, feeling a bit lost. "Actually, I'm not exactly sure who I have an interview with, but I'm here about the front desk job."

His eyes lit up with curiosity. "You are?"

I nodded, feeling the confusion in the room grow.

"Hold on, stay right there, don't move." He turned quickly, disappearing into the back.

Well, this is already weird.

I tried not to worry too much about how confused he looked.

I turned around, glanced back at the artwork on the walls, appreciated them from afar, and waited for the weird hyper-tattoo man to return.

[therealcreepyclown]

FRC 2018 THEME CONSPIRACY THEORY

2016 was medieval with Stronghold 2017 was 1800s with Steamworks What if 2018 is 1900s with Space Race / Industrial Revolution / Technological Revolution or futuristic-like

[witchthewriter]

✦ 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 ✦

🌹 gender neutral reader, requests are open!

𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

SFW

・Deception was her play; and it was always a safety-net. However, being an Avenger quickly took the anonymity from her cache of weapons. Her famous red hair and iconic black widow moves had been seen by the world.

・ So it was a bit of a tongue-twister when she sat before you, at your job, asking for a beer. 

“Oh, er - sorry what was that?” You stuttered, a pit forming in your stomach.        

       “The house beer, or is that not available?” She responded, a certain look in her eye. It didn’t take you long to spot it; exhaustion.

“Oh of course, yeah, gimme a sec-” You turned to the fridge behind you, and leant down, pulling on the steel handle. Popping the cap, you gently placed it in front of her.

Natasha pulled her hair back from her face, tying it in a loose ponytail. She was even more beautiful up close.

    “Don’t need to check my ID?” She smirked, taking a sip.

With a tilt of your head, you replied, “I think I can trust you.”

    “Oh, I wouldn’t do that if I was you...”

・Surprisingly, she’s a homebody. She loves to stay home, wrapped in a blanket and watching one of her favourite movies (James Bond, Indiana Jones, The Outsiders & Legally Blonde).

・Whenever you’re together and there’s a loud noise, she’ll push you behind her or if you’re in a different room - she’ll go to you and make sure she’s between you and any threat.

・Speaking of threats, she’s got many enemies and in this world - with aliens, robots, magic - no one knows what will happen in the next hour. So, Nat told you about a safe house, she gave you all the numbers for important people (Tony, Steve, Bruce etc)

・As an Avenger, you worry for her so much. She hates seeing you so scared, but promises that she’ll be back in time for dinner.

・If there is another threat Nat will call you instantly, tell you to get to the safehouse; she’d call you within another 20 minutes to make sure you’re there

・Most definitely teaches you self-defence; hand to hand combat, as well as, guns, bow & arrow, knife etc.

・Opening up about her past is tricky, but when she realises that you’re her forever person, then she would feel safe enough to talk about it.

・You buy her flowers every friday afternoon, so the weekend feels even more special. She adores it. You buy her a different kind of flower every time.

・You’ve met Yelena and get on so well. You’re a chaotic duo that Natasha didn’t expect.

・Your trope is the: dumbass x I guess this is my dumbass that I have to protect with my life

・ You guys are good friends with Wanda and invite her over for meals, movie/sitcom nights. You're all really great friends, and have introduced her to Yelena too.  

・ SHE LOVES IT WHEN YOU READ TO HER; especially if you use different voices/accents for the characters. You've read her to sleep and tucked her in.  

NSFW 🔞 (go away minors, literally i don’t want to be the cause of your internet trauma bro)

・I- she is so passionate. Every unspoken word, every feeling she keeps inside - she shows you with her mouth, her tongue, her fingers, her body.

・  Wants you to feel like you’re the only person she’s ever loved

・ She’s usually in charge; biting and licking until you’re moaning her name so loud that the neighbours complain

・Likes it when you spontaneously pull her into the toilets while you’re shopping, or desicrate Tony’s office

・Have had sex in nearly every room you’ve been in together

・High sex drive but not to the point where it’s suffocating.

・She likes it when you drip hot wax onto her bare chest and bite down on her nipples

・Loves nipple-play; pulling, squeezing, pinching. She likes it when you clamp something down on them; pegs, clips etc.

・Likes tying you up, and you wanted to do it to her too but it doesn’t turn her on that much do to the fact that it’s unrealistic.   “Baby, I can get out of these knots with my eyes closed,” she purred. Her dark eyelashes, red lips and slight red cheeks making your groin ache. (And she did btw. Even with your best ties/knots.)

・...she likes to roleplay ... but the sillier roles like doctor/nurse x patient, policewoman x criminal.

・She likes eating ass

[upsidedownism]

[ christopher briney | cis male | he/him | twenty-two ] —— it’s just another typical week in hawkins i guess — isn’t that right, mike wheeler? huh, guess they can’t hear me over heart shaped box by nirvana playing on their walkman, but it looks like they’re headed to work as an arcade attendant. did you know mike has been in hawkins for his entire life? yeah, they’ve been described as a bit stubborn, but i suppose them also being unwavering outweighs the negative. i’ve also heard people say they remind them of late dnd games that stretch to three a.m. with your best friends, cigarette smoke out an open window, ripped jeans and baggy t-shirts of musicians you love, anger and grief often masked as cold and uncaring, a feeling of love that you don’t know what to do with or how to say, and trying to find the better version of yourself that people need you to be. … however, that could just be this weeks newest rumor.

character inspos: zuko (avatar: the last airbender), eve polastri (killing eve), cristina yang (greys anatomy), kaz brekker (shadow & bone), kat stratford (10 things i hate about you), will hunting (good will hunting), elliot alderson (mr. robot), scott summers (x-men), chandler bing (friends), rosa diaz (b99)

full name:  michael wheeler nickname(s):  mike name meaning:  who is like god? age:  twenty-two date of birth:  april 7th place of birth:  hawkins, indiana current location:  hawkins, indiana gender:  cis-man sexuality:  bisexual (repressed) pronouns:  he/him religion:  atheist  occupation:  work at arcade palace as an attendant education level:  high school financial status:  he lives at home still, so he’s doing okay spoken languages:  english, spanish

tws: parental neglect, mentions of grief & trauma, lots of repressed feelings. it’s implied that ted has said something unsavory abt gays but non descriptive. mentions of mike getting in fights. ( since he is aged up there’s more headcanons  about his time in high school, in season 2 it’s implied that mike was getting into a lot of trouble at school and with his parents, and in season 1 we see him standing up to the bullies so i went off of that knowledge from canon and ran with it here. ) 

───  ➤  mike is five when he meets his first best friend, will byers, the first day in kindergarten, getting all the nerves to walk up to him on the swings asking him if he wants to be friends. it’s still the best thing that he’s ever done. 

───  ➤  mike’s mom makes him bring cookies to the next door neighbours, their names are the sinclairs, and they have a son named lucas that’s mike’s age. it’s not long after mike invites him over and realizes that they have a lot more in common with each other.

───  ➤ mike’s in the fourth grade when he meets dustin henderson, and asks him if would want to sit with him and his friends for lunch. it’s the start of a beautiful friendship between the four of them.

───  ➤ mike is ten years old when he starts to realize that his parent’s marriage is not like most. or maybe it is and they just don’t talk about it. they’re arguing more, voices carry in the house, but he doesn’t think that they realize it does. and when holly comes along mike gets shoved to middle child and he doesn’t know how to talk to his parents anymore. he doesn’t know how to ask nancy if there’s something wrong with their family he always ends up saying something else. this is the catalyst for most of mike’s emotions. 

───  ➤ mike is twelve the first time he starts questioning if he likes boys or not. he’s always seen girls and thought that they were pretty but has never gotten the courage to ask them to the snowball, but there’s a guy in his class that makes his stomach turn in a way that he thinks that it shouldn’t. and he can’t go to his best friends because he doesn't think that it’s all that important to talk about. and his dad says something about boys who like other boys and it’s a moot point. don’t talk about it. don’t think it.

───  ➤ mike starts acting out at thirteen, his parents blame it on growing pains. he starts getting detentions and by fourteen he’s forced to give most of his toys away despite the sentimental value because he bad mouthed a teacher to their face. he doesn't know how to tell his friends what he feels. 

───  ➤ mike’s mouth has always run hot, his parents dont understand what happened to the sweet boy growing up. his friends want to know why he acts so selfish and mike doesn’t know how to tell them anything. he’s afraid that if he speaks that it just won’t stop. his parents are still arguing and sometimes he sees his dad on the couch and he thinks that this is just what a normal family does. he takes holly for ice cream and sees less and less of nancy who he felt like was the only one who could understand what it’s like growing up in a big house where no one talks to each other. 

───  ➤ the bullies used to scare him growing up, but they start to look less and less scary when they say a bad word about mike’s friends to his face. by sixteen he’s earned enough punches to the face to where his parents have just stopped caring, stopped yelling at him. he doesn’t know which is worse. they say things like a lost cause, and we don’t know who you are anymore. mike can’t remember the last time that he felt like himself. and he still doesn’t say anything. 

───  ➤ mike will do anything for his friends, but he doesn’t know how to tell them he loves them. he doesn’t think that he’s ever said the word love to anyone before. even if he means it. the word love is terrifying, he’s pretty sure his parents don’t love each other, that the wheeler children were in some form of an obligation. if love is an obligation then he doesn’t want any part of it. 

───  ➤ mike is seventeen and his parents ask him if he’s thought about what schools he’s thinking about applying for. he doesn’t know how to tell them that he doesn’t know if he wants to go to school. he has the grades for it despite the detentions. he’s smart enough, his teachers say when they ask him why he keeps acting up. he knows that if he puts his mind to it that he could go wherever he wants, the sky’s the limit. but the choice gets made for him when will byers goes missing. 

───  ➤ he’s eighteen when will goes missing. and he feels like the world is going to concave in. 

───  ➤ he’s eighteen when he meets eleven. 

───  ➤ his parents know that will going missing is a big deal, but they don’t understand that will is his best friend, they don’t understand that mike will move heaven and earth to find him. but they don’t pay attention enough to realize that mike has been hiding el in their basement. 

───  ➤ for the first time in his life, mike feels needed. and it’s an overwhelming feeling to be needed. ( and for the next couple of years he doesn’t know how to tell people that he doesn’t feel real unless he’s needed. )

───  ➤ they fight monsters from a different dimensions that fall, and will gets found, eleven is dead, and he watches her die. 

───  ➤ sometimes mike can still feel her. at least, that’s what he tells himself. he knows that it does more harm than good making himself think that she’s still alive because it’s easier than the alternative of thinking that she’s actually gone and he’ll never see her again. on day 352 after he puts the dinosaur he showed el in the donation bin he calls her again and he tells her he had a bad day, that he wishes that she were here, they all do, but mostly him. he doesn’t get an answer. he knows that he should start moving on but mike has never been able to move on from anything. he thinks he’s starting to understand what the word love means, if only because eleven is dead. and it was too late to say how he felt. mike was always too late to say how he felt.

───  ➤ he starts getting into fights with his parents, more explosive one’s. fights where mike can’t take back the words that he’s said. he doesn’t think that he can still blame it on growing pains anymore. it’s grief and anger that he’s never felt before, he knows he’s blessed in that way. but he watched his best friend go missing, assumed dead, and watch el face the demogorgon and die, and will has been acting weird and no one can tell him why. 

───  ➤ things get a little better the summer of ‘85, eleven is alive and he has his best friend back. but mike ruins it by opening his mouth and lying. he could blame hopper, but he knows that if he was just honest with his feelings then he wouldn’t have gotten himself in the mess that he buried himself deep in. eleven breaks up with him and he knows it’s not the end of the world but it feels like it. it seems a bit ridiculous given that so many of his friends, including himself, have almost died more than once. but its young love, and he never thought that he was capable of falling in love in the first place. things quickly go to shit with max’s brother billy, and eleven loses her powers, and hopper is dead and it feels like the beginning of the end. 

───  ➤ mike has been to too many funerals for people his age. will and eleven move away quickly after. the party starts to drift and mike gets a job at the arcade palace with max. mike knows that he’s been unfair to max. he had never handled changed well, ( and selfishly mike wants to know if people only pay attention to him because he’s always so angry ) , but that summer he starts to slowly open up because he loved el and el loved max and maybe this is one of the only ways that he can be close to her. they don’t have to say anything during their shifts and mike is starting to understand that sometimes silence like this could be companionship instead of resentment like his parents. 

───  ➤ spring break is when it all goes to shit again. he’s in california and his relationship with will has changed and he doesn’t know why. ( he thinks back to it now that he could’ve called more. he could have written a damn letter, but mike had never been good at sharing his feelings and it’s been years and you would have thought he would have gotten better at it by now. ) eleven gets taken away from him again and he’s tired of people he loves always being taken away leaving him helpless. ( he’s supposed to be the leader, the paladin, why can’t he ever help the way that he wants to? ) 

───  ➤ mike does too much thinking in the back of the van, sitting next to will. his whole life has felt so directionless and they keep getting into these dangerous situations and he keeps being a bad friend about it. he finds himself looking over at will when he’s not looking wanting to say everything that’s been on his mind the past few years, wanting to ask if he knows where their childhood went, that this isn’t how they’re supposed to be spending the beginning of their twenties. but he knows that there are things that will doesn’t understand about mike, and so many more that mike doesn’t understand about will. he doesn’t know what to say when will gives him a painting and he cries. he thinks about reaching out to grab his hand but he doesn’t. he stares out the window and tells himself that he should say how he feels, say more than the fact that he liked it, that he’s always liked his paintings, but it feels more than that. 

───  ➤ he knows it’s a bad idea from the start, but he’s never been able to tell el no before, and max is in danger and she’s the only one that can stop it. he watches the girl he loves start choking in the tub and for once in his life he actually starts to say how he feels. he loves el. he loves el and he hates that it took this long for him to say it. he doesn’t know how to tell her all the other things he loves about her he hopes that one day maybe he’ll be able to work up to all of that. love didn’t have to be an obligation and she taught him that, it was something that you choose over and over again and they’ve been through too much to let that go. 

───  ➤ hawkins splits in half. the town that he thought he hated is broken and he can’t help but feel grief over the place that raised him. the place that gave him so many of his favourite people and memories. and just like before, he has no idea what to do. 

HEADCANONS: 

trying very hard to be a better friend and say what he means but also you know it’s still mike he absolutely has no idea how to tell people his emotions. he will literally keep it all in until he dies probably 

he is still a headass but like . he’s growing. he’s evolving, he’s trying. 

helped a lot during the rebuild of hawkins

close to holly tbh that’s his bestie , when his parents are fighting he takes her to get ice cream. they are always getting ice cream. 

absolutely devastated that hawkins is the way that it is and has never really voiced this out loud much because like i said he keeps it to himself , didn’t realize until it was falling apart how much he loves his little town 

got into mit but declined it and lied to his parents and said that he didn’t get in when he did bc will was missing 

he still thinks about going to school but probably won’t for the time being. 

still has no idea who the fuck he is he constantly feels like he’s going through growing pains 

feels a lot of grief still??? doesn’t understand why his parents don’t understand him, we love a generational trauma cycle <3 he so badly wants to break it and be better but he doesn’t know where to start 

when he was acting out in high school he started smoking and he stopped for a while because he was (temporarily) happy and now he’s back to it lmao i hate him 

i have a lot of feelings abt mike but this already long so i’ll just post more headcanons separately <3 </small>

[canadian-riddler]

‘Change of Plans’

By Indiana

Characters: Jonathan Crane, Edward Nygma [Scriddler]

Synopsis: Just what has Edward been building in that basement?

AO3

Note: it’s really short but I had to put it under a readmore because you probably wouldn’t want your boss seeing you read it

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“Jonathan!” Edward declared, sauntering into Jonathan’s lair exactly as Jonathan had told him not to.  “What are your plans for tonight?”

“I have a feeling you’re about to tell me,” Jonathan said, rolling his eyes and putting aside his current project. 

“You would be correct!”  Edward invited himself onto the table, and the only reason Jonathan did no push him back onto the floor was that he now had a pleasant view of the man’s legs.  “You might be pleased to discover I have developed some new… toys, if you get my drift.”

Jonathan pressed his palms upon the tabletop in irritation.  “All this time you’ve been fooling around with sexbots?  I thought you were constructing an army!”

“Now now Jonathan,” Edward said, entirely unaffected by his ire, “what kind of genius engineer would I be if I didn’t know how to have a little fun with it all?  I have time to do both.  And so might you.”

“Are you seriously asking if I want to have a threesome with you and a robot?”

“You’re the one who said it,” Edward said, that damned mischievous smirk on his lips.  “Remember that when you come by tonight.”  And with that he began to make his exit.

“I’m not coming!”

“That is highly unlikely, Jonathan.  I know exactly what you like, after all.”

Well, Jonathan supposed at least he could never say they hadn’t tried it all.  “Fine.  But only because your kind of handiwork needs to be seen to be believed.”

“My quality control is sublime, as you’ll see for yourself in due time,” Edward said airily.  “I’ll see you later.  And please put on your nice underwear this time.”

Just for that, Jonathan wasn’t going to.  He couldn’t have everything.

[rockislandadultreads]

Domestic Fiction: a reading list

Neighbors by Danielle Steel

Meredith White was one of Hollywood’s most recognizable faces. But a personal tragedy cut her acting career short and alienated her from her family. For the last fifteen years, Meredith has been living alone in San Francisco with two trusted caretakers. Then, on a muggy late summer day, a massive earthquake strikes Northern California, plunging the Bay Area into chaos. Without a moment’s hesitation, Meredith invites her stunned and shaken neighbors into her mostly undamaged home as the recovery begins. These people did not even realize that movie star Meredith White was living on their street. Now, they are sharing her mansion, as well as their most closely kept secrets. Without the walls and privacy of their own homes, one by one, new relationships are forged. For every neighbor there is a story, from the doctor whose wife and children fear him, to the beautiful young woman dating a dishonorable man, to the aspiring writer caring for a famous blind musician. In the heart of the crisis, Meredith finds herself venturing back into the world. And thanks to the suspicions and the dogged detective work of a disaster relief volunteer, a former military officer named Charles, a shocking truth about her own world is exposed. Suddenly Meredith sees her isolation, her estranged family, and even her acting career in a whole new light. Filled with powerful human dramas, Neighbors is a penetrating look at how our world can be upended in a moment. In a novel of unforgettable characters and stunning twists, acts of love and courage become the most powerful forces of all.

The Kindest Lie by Nancy Johnson

A promise could betray you. It’s 2008, and the inauguration of President Barack Obama ushers in a new kind of hope. In Chicago, Ruth Tuttle, an Ivy-League educated Black engineer, is married to a kind and successful man. He’s eager to start a family, but Ruth is uncertain. She has never gotten over the baby she gave birth to—and was forced to leave behind—when she was a teenager. She had promised her family she’d never look back, but Ruth knows that to move forward, she must make peace with the past. Returning home, Ruth discovers the Indiana factory town of her youth is plagued by unemployment, racism, and despair. As she begins digging into the past, she unexpectedly befriends Midnight, a young white boy who is also adrift and looking for connection. Just as Ruth is about to uncover a burning secret her family desperately wants to keep hidden, a traumatic incident strains the town’s already searing racial tensions, sending Ruth and Midnight on a collision course that could upend both their lives. Powerful and revealing, The Kindest Lie captures the heartbreaking divide between Black and white communities and offers both an unflinching view of motherhood in contemporary America and the never-ending quest to achieve the American Dream.

A Lie Someone Told You about Yourself by Peter Ho Davies

A Lie Someone Told You About Yourself traces the complex consequences of one of the most personal yet public, intimate yet political experiences a family can have: to have a child, and conversely, the decision not to have a child. A first pregnancy is interrupted by test results at once catastrophic and uncertain. A second pregnancy ends in a fraught birth, a beloved child, the purgatory of further tests—and questions that reverberate down the years. When does sorrow turn to shame? When does love become labor? When does chance become choice? When does a diagnosis become destiny? And when does fact become fiction? This spare, graceful narrative chronicles the flux of parenthood, marriage, and the day-to-day practice of loving someone. As challenging as it is vulnerable, as furious as it is tender, as touching as it is darkly comic, Peter Ho Davies's new novel is an unprecedented depiction of fatherhood.

Good Neighbors by Sarah Langan

Welcome to Maple Street, a picture-perfect slice of suburban Long Island, its residents bound by their children, their work, and their illusion of safety in a rapidly changing world. Arlo Wilde, a gruff has-been rock star who’s got nothing to show for his fame but track marks, is always two steps behind the other dads. His wife, beautiful ex-pageant queen Gertie, feels socially ostracized and adrift. Spunky preteen Julie curses like a sailor and her kid brother Larry is called “Robot Boy” by the kids on the block. Their next-door neighbor and Maple Street’s Queen Bee, Rhea Schroeder—a lonely community college professor repressing her own dark past—welcomes Gertie and family into the fold. Then, during one spritzer-fueled summer evening, the new best friends share too much, too soon. As tensions mount, a sinkhole opens in a nearby park, and Rhea’s daughter Shelly falls inside. The search for Shelly brings a shocking accusation against the Wildes that spins out of control. Suddenly, it is one mom’s word against the other’s in a court of public opinion that can end only in blood.

[thanksjro]

The Transformers, Issues #1-21: A Recap, For Research and Reference  Purposes, Because Otherwise it’s Just Going to Be Confusing

Before we begin, here’s a lightning round style recap on the 21 issues that took place prior to Roberts’ involvement:

Three years after the events of All Hail Megatron, the Autobots are in hiding, trapped on Earth with limited supplies, watching on as humanity attempts to rebuild itself. They don’t offer to help, because that would probably get them shot at- humans are still a little wary of the giant robots that friggin’ destroyed NYC, even if the Autobots are supposed to be the good guys. Sometimes the narration gets a little funny with words.

I know it has multiple meanings, but come on, who talks like this? I’ve always assumed Optimus Prime was the one narrating here, which is… well, IDW Prime has a very self-flagellating and elegant way of speaking. For better or for worse. God help you if Furman is at the wheel.

Of course, because the story needs conflict, Skywatch happens. Skywatch is a human agency whose job is to locate and eliminate all giant space robot threats. Prowl blows cover when the humans make it obvious that the kid gloves are off, ready to kill a Decepticon named Breakdown, and all hell breaks loose, as it is wont to do whenever the Transformers are involved.

Also, everyone looked like this, and it was bad for my eyeballs:

That night-demon is Ironhide. Don’t get too attached to him, he won’t be around for long. But then maybe also do, because he comes back, thanks to the power of comic books and being a giant robot. Do whatever you want, I’m not your mom.

Ironhide’s death leads Optimus to remove himself as leader of the Autobots, and he surrenders himself to Skywatch, because he hasn’t made a heroic sacrifice in the last twenty minutes.

By way of yet more property damage.

Optimus doesn’t name a successor, because he no longer feel fit to choose one. It’s probably actually so there’s plot tension over who the next Prime will be.

Also, Spike Witwicky fucks. He fucks and it’s awful.

With Optimus gone, Hot Rod- Rodimus now, though it’s never established when he decided to change his name or why- gets the hell out of dodge, having had his fill of Earth, and he takes a few friends along with him. Or, at least, he tries to. Decepticons kind of ruin that plan… and then they don’t, because they want in on some of that sweet, sweet getting the hell off of Earth. After all, the war’s over- no point in fighting anymore, right? Of course, Swindle is a part of the group, so take whatever that guy says with a grain of salt. A big grain, like the ones that come out of those fancy sea salt grinders.

Back with the guys who’ve decided to stick around for Optimus’ inevitable return, Bumblebee’s been nominated as the new leader of the Autobots. So much for being the kid appeal character- boy’s got responsibilities now.

Right after democracy happens, Ultra Magnus shows up looking for the boss.

He’s here to look into Ironhide’s death and Optimus’ defection/surrender to the humans. Dude must have booked it to get here, because that was like yesterday.

Any and all interactions between Spike Witwicky and Optimus go pretty much like this:

More people leave Bumblebee’s leadership. Rodimus is hunted down by Ultra Magnus for treason. Swindle channels his inner bisexual and starts dishing out some sweet finger guns.

He has excellent form.

Skywatch uses tech to lock the Autobots into their alt-modes, and starts targeting the defectors, in an attempt to get Optimus to talk to them.

Thundercracker watched TV for a year and a half, then had a midlife crisis, and now he’s following Swindle. Swindle starts asking Rodimus for more troops- er, friends to help them get off of Earth faster, trying to butter him up by calling him Rodimus Prime. I’d love to be able to tell you how that makes him feel, but you try parsing this friggin’ facial expression.

Magnus shows up, tries to arrest everyone, then leaves. Thundercracker has an epiphany about the nature of beauty he’s found in humanity, his soliloquy contrasted with the visual of a baby with a man’s head, and it’s genuinely upsetting to see.

All the faction insignias are photoshopped on, and it’s kind of distracting.

Swindle betrays Rodimus. Quelle surprise. Menasor shows up, and starts throwing robots around. Optimus Prime is released from prison and gets in touch with his inner monster truck. Rodimus steals Magnus’ ship and peaces out.

Over in space, the Decepticon forces have resorted to cannibalism to supplement rations, and Starscream has the Matrix of Leadership on a necklace.

The art switches over to something sort of like Hellboy, and that’s pretty cool. Too bad it only lasts for a single issue.

Skywatch and the Autobots form a tentative alliance. Megatron isn’t actually dead. Two guys in Skywatch throw themselves through a plate glass window for funsies. Spike commits a robot revenge killing. North Korea starts producing energon, and is working with the Decepticons.

Comic books are wild, y’all.

Spike doesn’t respect Bumblebee’s authority, going completely around him to talk to Prime while he’s having some alone time. The US President addresses the public in front of a hyperrealistic American flag.

The Autobots go covert in order to violate the UN sanctions. All the Transformers have vanity plates with their names on them. The Combaticons have a picnic on the lawn and show off their polyglotism. Optimus Prime gets in touch with his inner monster truck. The Autobot Naval forces get involved.

Bumblebee uses his pretty eyes on Thundercracker to try and convince him to help out, seeing as the Autobots don’t have any real air support at present, but it doesn’t work.

They’re very pretty. Thundercracker must have an iron will. Everyone gets weirdly handsome. The phrase “honked off” is used. Optimus Prime gets in touch with his inner monster truck.

I’m like 80% sure that license plate isn’t legal.

China gets involved, and it gets a little weird. Nuclear action is taken.

Cosmos will not be getting a lot more respect around here.

Thundercracker commits acts of terror to destroy the energon plants. Bumblebee addresses the rioting masses, and gets shot with a laser gun for his troubles.

Rodimus makes a pun and gets shot out of the sky. He survives by pulling a Indiana Jones fridge maneuver.

Starscream is turning into Gollum. The Cerebroshells are used with great flourish by Rodimus, who then holds Starscream at gunpoint. He shoots the Matrix.

Wow.

Rodimus attempts to sneak off of the asteroid, only to run into a rebuilt Megatron. Megatron proceeds to shoot him so hard in the chest he’s rocketed into orbit and is missing most of his torso.

The Don Figueroa cover of issue #14 seems to suggest that shooting Optimus Prime in the crotch is a valid plan of attack.

The gun Bumblebee was shot with looks an awful lot like Megatron’s alt-mode. Optimus isn’t mad, just disappointed. Ultra Magnus rejoins the narrative. Not a single human being in the military has a haircut that would pass regulation. The anti-robot cult is introduced. A sign that says “Fuck Robits” is seen in a protest. Soundwave shows up with his awful gremlin children and busts all the captured Decepticons out.

This guy needs to learn to double-knot his laces.

Megatron takes a little vacation in South America.

The gunman who shot Bumblebee was hearing voices from his electronics.

Megatron now comes in grape flavor and the Decepticons have a space bridge.

Megatron has a phone in his hand, and it’s very silly looking. As in, he makes a phone shape with his hand and that just works. I can’t take him seriously. The Megatron guns are actually part of Megatron, and were used to make the gunman shoot Bumblebee. Speaking of Bumblebee, he’s got one doctor keeping him alive at present, and it ain’t Ratchet. It’s some little old man.

Thundercracker comes home to find Starscream has broken in. Starscream has the Decepticon insignia on eight different parts of his body, including the crotchal region.

They show a woman get crushed to death on the news.

Brawn is given a solo mission, finds Starscream, and kicks his ass.

Megatron shows up on Earth. Ultra Magnus transforms to confront him, but he was carrying Bumblebee in his alt-mode and I’m not sure where he went when that happened. Megatron and Magnus have a little banter, then Megatron is shot, where it’s revealed that he’s actually running around in leather chaps and hot pants.

What a fashion icon.

Optimus and his team emerge from the depths of the ocean, having had their plane crash about three issues back. Everyone looks very put-out by the situation.

Brawn helps Thundercracker get to the doctor’s office.

Optimus Prime and Megatron finally have their little reunion. Turns out Megatron dumped all the Autobots with Ultra Magnus inside the city limits, where a bunch of hooligans with Megatron guns live. No word as to where Bumblebee went when Magnus transformed, but he’s here now. Jazz takes Spike and his coworker to save the day.

Megatron is having a moment.

Optimus fucking shoots Soundwave in the face, thus making himself just as bad as Megatron…? Not really how war works, but okay! Crisis averted.

Just kidding, because Jazz shoots a cop so hard he vaporizes. Good work, buddy.

Optimus goes on a solo mission to go kick Megatron’s ass, and jumps out of a plane, punching through the Decepticon’s ceiling. Megatron invites everyone to come out and watch him and Optimus beat the shit out of each other. Cosmos and Jetfire throw a satellite at Megatron from orbit.

An excellent question.

Megatron brings Optimus over to Omega Supreme’s digs and surrenders himself, then is promptly placed in the full-body harness. It’s… it’s something. Megatron reveals that it was Spike who murdered Scrapper the Constructicon like fourteen issues ago. Optimus is all “no waaaay, he’d never do that, I’d trust Spike with my life and also my wallet.”

Optimus immediately puts Prowl on the case though.

Rodimus falls down onto a planet, the Matrix having superglued itself to his chest to keep him from bleeding out. He looked pretty dead the last time we saw him, but he’s doing loads better now. He’s captured and made to be the power source of a large ship, so those who inhabit said ship can get off of the doomed planet they’ve been trapped on for ages. Rodimus ain’t cool with that, so he blows up his restraints with his flame-out ability and runs off. He hides in a cave, only to be attacked by a massive monster. Don’t worry though, because he’s saved by the mysterious Jangle Man.

The Jangle Man is Wheelie, who’s gone full Castaway.

Rodimus gets patched up and then watches Wheelie get high off music.

One of the lackys that brought Rodimus aboard the first ship shows up and attacks, only to be subdued and immediately spills all the beans he has. Rodimus channels his inner anime character.

Rodimus cooks up a plan to get everyone home, and it involves trickery, lies, and the power of music to tame the savage beast. He straps his chest into the power cables and, with only an addled Wheelie to watch over him, does the thing.

Rodimus wakes up to the Matrix having been removed from his chest. Problem: Wheelie piloted them to Cybertron, which is currently a gigantic, uninhabitable mess at the moment. Rodimus tries to get them pointed in the direction of Earth, but that doesn’t work out so hot.

Someone breaks into the ship. It’s Ironhide and Sunstreaker. Rodimus declares himself dead. He’s not, but he might end up that way if he lets the scout that just saw them loitering around outside the ship get back to his boss.

Galvatron comes into the picture, and Rodimus books it. They use their rations- because energon is blood, food, fuel, get well soon card, birthday present, and everything else for the Cybertronians- to power the ship and head back to Earth.

Speaking of Earth, Bumblebee’s not dead. He’s got a cane now. Rodimus shows up, gets some weird Bible-like captioning, and Bumblebee about has a conniption over the Matrix. Rodimus is all ‘whatever, little yellow dude’, and so is everyone else, as Rodders goes up to Optimus, hands him the Matrix, and then is officially named Rodimus by the space pope.

Optimus decides he needs to go to Cybertron to kick Galvatron’s ass, and invites anyone who wants to come with.

Bumblebee’s mad that no one’s listening to him anymore, not that they were really doing that anyway.

Optimus and his team fuck off into space, beginning their journey back to Cybertron.

Prowl gets a few minutes alone with Megatron prior to that, though. He’s well on his way to cracking the case of Scrapper’s murder.

Thundercracker fucks off into the sky, surely heading back to his bachelor pad to catch up on his stories.

And THAT, dear children, is the entirety of The Transformers, up to issue #22. We’re all caught up and ready for what’s to come. 

[yoshinorecommends]

H - P Fandoms & Characters Masterlist

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Hades Game

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I Shall Master this Family

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Labyrinth

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Liv and Maddie

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Macgyver

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Magnificent Seven

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Mamma Mia

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Marry My Husband

Martian

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Mashle

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Mean Girls

Mentalist

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Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

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My In-Laws are Obsessed with Me

My Writing

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Nanbaka

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Obey Me

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Click Me!

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Pacific

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Please Give Me The Pacifier

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Precious Daughter of the Greatest Martial Arts Villain

Predator

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[ebachan]

Sonic Movie - FAN sequel

I had this idea for a sequel before this rumor appeared. It sure has its flaws, but I'll try to provide a full-movie story in enough detail to have a picture of what the story-line could be about.

I’m sorry for any mistakes, as this is just a quick draft and idea :-) Tell me what do you think about this :-) Does this sound like a good “draft“ plot?

Tags: @movie-robotnik-positivity​ @movie-sonic-positivity​ @aawesomepenguin​ @welcome-to-green-hills​ (sorry for the tags, but you are like the biggest Sonic movie fans I know out there :-D )

If you like this, please reblog ;-) And sorry, it’s reaaaaly long ^_^;

I’m using the pictures from the first Trailer to not have this as a block of text ;-)

Sonic games: Sonic 2 + Sonic CD

Returning cast: Dr. Robotnik, Annie, Tom, Sonic New cast: Tails, Amy, Metal Sonic Place: Sonic's world (mostly)

Plot: Sonic is in his world after about half of the year after Dr. Robotnik's defeat who went missing. Now, Sonic has more friends - Tails and Amy - and finds a way back to Earth. There, he invites Tom and Annie (I wasn't counting with Jojo here as she wasn't introduced at the time I had this idea) to his world for a picnic or party.

(Also, no Agent Stone - as I can't find a place in this story for him ^_^;)

Tom and Sonic chat with Tails while Annie and Amy are together, and Amy naturally asks how to win Sonic's heart. Annie is amused by this idea and is happy to provide tips and stories on how she had met Tom.

As the party goes on, Dr. Robotnik appears in Eggmobile-like craft and captures the girls. Sonic is surprised but also excited, as he can take on Dr. Robotnik once more. Tom isn't for obvious reasons. Dr. Robotnik gloats as usual, and Sonic gives him his nickname Eggman or talks about his new mustache-cut to Robotnik's annoyance and nicknaming Sonic pin cushion or needle mouse or rodent (to name a few easter eggs).

When Sonic attacks Eggman, he is deflected by equally fast blue bur which turns out into Metal Sonic. With a new threat and enemy, Sonic is unable to keep up with somebody with equal speed and fast reflexes. Sonic ends up hurt, and Robotnik takes both girls away (they are squirming, and Annie is trying to escape with Amy being more of damsel-in-distress for the time being).

Tom helps Sonic and finds out Tails was hiding in a bush. The kid is scared-cat after all at this point. Sonic wants to go after them, but Tom stops him, insisting he will go too. They only need to figure out how to tail them.

At this moment Tails mentions Tornado, his makeshift plane he was developing. They head to his house, and Sonic is hyper over the plane. together they set forward.

New place: A Robotnik's hideout resembling Chemical Plant zone

Meanwhile, Eggman/Robotnik imprisons the girls and gloats about his plan and Metal Sonic. Metal is in this movie "mute" and follows the order to the last bite (that can perhaps turn to a bit of comedic moment). Annie tries to get more info from Robotnik with moderate success, as he loves to gloat.

Robotnik explains, he had discovered great energy sources in this world and is using them to power his new robot army (I imagine the wide-smiling orange robots from Sonic Colors or Heroes for example) with some resembling Badniks. His ultimate goal is to conquer this world, then move to Earth and then the whole universe.

New place: Tail's house

There, Tails shows them his plane, and together they embark on finding Amy and Annie. Sonic stands on the plane as seen in Games. Tails uses his yellow-console to find some traces left by Metal Sonic, and they follow the robot to different zones (inspiration from CD perhaps). When flying above one, they are attacked by the new robots.

Sonic rushes to beat them, realizing inside are animals, and so he has to change his approach. At the same time, Tails in the air loses control over his plane, as he is hit and goes for an ugly crash landing. Sonic can't save them, and when the plane explodes, Sonic is devastated that he had lost his friends. But a few seconds later he hears Tom and Tails from above, and to his surprise, he sees Tails flying.

Tails then explains, he was always bullied for his two tails and was shy to tell Sonic, the first person to be nice to him, that he can fly as not to be seen as a freak. But for Sonic, this ability is way past cool, and Tom can only agree. The travel further, finding a signal coming from an old temple (Sonic 4 perhaps).

Here, Toms helps them to navigate as he had seen many Indiana Jones movies and knows how to these places works... by setting one or two traps along the way. But in the end, they encounter some robots, free the animals, and make their way toward the center. Inside is Metal, collecting data for Dr. Robotnik (we can see statues resembling Echidnas and the mosaic showing Chaos - as a tease for the next movie).

Sonic engages in the battle, frustrated he had lost the first time. He takes this fight more seriously, and it can be seen on him not having any smart-jokes or puns.

Back to Dr. Robotnik

Annie tries to figure out how to escape, but Amy is more in the corner, questioning her attempt. Annie has no intention to wait for boys to save her, as she is no princess from the tower. Dr. Robotnik is getting ready in unleashing his robotic army with a nice countdown of a few hours.

I'm not sure how would they escape in this point (outsmarting a robot-guard, perhaps Agent Stone - But I haven't had any role for him in here), but after they escape their prison, Annie and Amy are attacked by robots. Annie tells Amy to run away, while she beats the robots with a pipe without much of an effect. Amy stays, watching, and her fists curl.

When it seems Annie is getting seriously hurt, Amy jumps in the actions and with Piko hammer defeats all of them. Annie asks, why Amy didn't use her hammer before. Amy confesses she was made fun by other girls for being a tomboy and not enough lady-like, so she swore to herself she would never use her Piko hammer again.

Annie, says, "I'm sure Sonic would prefer a girl that can keep up with him by his side." This one sentence opens Amy's eyes and pushes her on the way to be herself. Armed and with more hope, they embark on the robot-crushing quest.

Dr. Robotnik isn't happy, but he still does nothing to stop them as everything still goes according to the plan. And he is having his latte time.

Meanwhile Sonic in the temple is losing to Metal, as he lets his frustration control him. Tails and Tom meanwhile figure out how to use the traps to their advantage, messing with Metal Sonic's attack patterns. In the end, Metal buries Sonic under rubble and escapes with all the data he had needed, sure Sonic is dead this time. Metal still needed to record a few places at this point.

However, that isn't the truth. Sonic is bruised, but much alive. During the evening, they patch themselves, and Sonic keeps to himself. Tom goes to him and asks what is troubling him. Sonic isn't happy to say a word, but do it after a bit. Sonic is losing confidence in his speed and is unsure what to do. Tom encourages him to do what he does always - don't give up, keep moving.

Here can resonate words from LongClaw (Sonic's Owl guardian/parental figure) which renews Sonic's passion and will. Right now, they have to hurry, as Tails picked up many signals from Chemical Plant Zone where Eggman resides.

Back to Eggman

As Amy and Annie are getting out, Metal Sonic appears but ignores them as he calculated they are no thread. His orders also didn't include keeping them in prison. With the data, Eggman/Robotnik now can start his Master Plan with the robots being just a distraction to his real plan.

Sonic uses his rings to transport them to zone (as Tails could give him accurate coordinate). There he goes after the robots with Tails and Tom right behind. However, the duo soon finds a suitable weapon - a big mecha-suit (Advanced style) Tails drives and Tom shoots from the lasers. Together, they soon beat the outside army.

While inside, Tails and Tom remain behind to stall the next robot wave, while Sonic goes to find Amy and Annie. We stay with Tails who is showing panic in his face as his brain is telling him in what danger he is. Their mecha-suit gets damaged, and they fell out with robots closing in.

Tom encourages Tails to not give up, to go for what he believes in. Tails' memories flash in the fox's mind, being reminded he was always a big coward and bookworm with little physical endurance. The fox runs away, hiding behind heaps of trash while Tom tries to fight off the robots.

Tails is shivering and flashes of his encounter with Sonic reminds him how happy he was to get the first friend. And they actually explored quite a bit before Tom and Annie arrived. With the crisis getting out of hand, Tails see a computer panel behind himself and hacks it, sending the robots shut-down-command, freeing the animals.

With this, he saves Tom and saves Sonic the trouble of busting the robots to free the animals. Dr. Robotnik notices this and sends Metal to deal with Sonic. Metal is now more aggressive and attacks more often. His calculation told him twice Sonic was dead, yet he stood in front of him. For pure 0-1 logic-brain that was unacceptable, and it had to be fixed - permanently.

While Sonic and Metal fights, Tom and Tails find Annie and Amy. Together they operate an aircraft (it would be cool if it was a blimp-like one) to follow Dr. Robotnik. Sonic boards too, kicking Metal with a big spin-dash leaving the robot crackling.

They catch up to Dr. Robonik above a big lake where appears Little Planet - a place with Time Stones. Dr. Robotnik's ultimate plan is to conquer the Time-and-Space including capturing Baby Sonic to power his machines and rewriting the history to his liking.

The gang faces flying drones, getting closer to Dr. Robotnik who landed on the Little Planet. When they catch up, Dr. Robotnik is about to take the first Time Stone and Metal returns for the last showdown. Sonic can't fight Metal and go after Dr. Robotnik at once, but with a quick-thinking and team-work, they damage Metal.

Time stones are placed on small pedestals around the planet in a special array, that allows it to "travel" outside of the time for a whole year before it appears for a few hours. Now, the gang has only about an hour to leave the planet or stay there trapped (the place has a different time-flow as well and nobody knows how it works - so one year outside can be 50 on the planet).

Dr. Robotnik possesses three stones now and is powering his main machine (Eggmobile-like) with it. The laser blasts now "evaporate" in the air to appear somewhere else a bit later or even before they were shot. Amy, navigates Sonic, as she has a sharp intuition (game inspiration) and so, Sonic avoids many hits.

The rest of the group tries to figure out how to get those stones off the Eggmobile and hinder Dr. Robotnik in going for the next stone. With Dr. Robotnik abusing the power of Stone, the Little Planet exhibits places morphing to its past or possible future self, with ice and lava spurting out of green land. The landscape turns into chaos, and Metal faces his ultimate defeat (Perhaps OAV styled, but that would be sooo sad!).

With the main robot gone, Sonic hits the Eggmobile and gets the stones out. Dr. Robotnik falls into one of the time portals, disappearing. The Little Planet is collapsing and returning back to its own flow of time. To prevent the worst, Sonic heads to place the Time Stones back to their place, hoping to restore the balance.

While the rest waits outside of the Little Planet that is fading away, Sonic is there placing the stones. He sees the rest of Metal's head (alternate ending a bit later), and he heads outside just in the nick of the time. The Little Planet is gone for another year.

With Dr. Robotnik again defeated, they return to their picnic, and Amy shows off her hammer and is more accepted by Sonic. Tails had found courage inside of him and promise to not let fear control him.  

After credits, Dr. Robotnik travels through the time witnessing the destruction of the Angel Island by the hand of Chaos and hears the prophecy. He puts one and one together and with the pictures from Metal, he formulates his new plan, while still floating in the stream of time.

Alternate ending: Sonic takes Metal's head with him and Tails turns Metal into a small hedgehog robot similar to Bits in shape and behavior from Sonic Universe - Silver Age.

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This was so loooong. Sorry about that. I don't think this works well for the movie format, and there may be a problem with pacing as I think there is a little space for character development, but I always thought the next movie could be based on Sonic 2 and CD, saving Knuckles for the next one (Sonic 3 & Knuckles + Adventure 1). Yes, there are some logical problems as well, but I think most of it works well :-)

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BBB Week 9 Roundup!  We’re loving all the Bucky content, go give the creators some love!

Title: Return to Hawkeye Collaborator: pherryt Link: AO3 Square Filled: C3 - free space Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Gen Major Tags: Pandemic adjacent Summary: Bucky's Pandemic Mask Collection may have gotten a bit out of hand, but if he had to wear one, he was going to own it.He just hadn't counted on certain people seeing the one he was wearing today. Word Count: 5838

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Title: (I Can) Brew this All Day Collaborator: tisfan Link: Tumblr Square Filled: C5 - Bucky/Wanda Ship: Bucky/Wanda Rating: Teen Major Tags: coffeeshop AU Summary: Wanda works at a coffee shop. Clint does not understand why she’s crushing on a patron. Word Count: 1559

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Title: On Offer Collaborator: FestiveFerret Link: AO3 Square Filled: B4 - Vulnerability Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: none Summary: "Is it supposed to do that?" Bucky asked. Tony looked down to see the comforting blue light of the arc reactor flickering intermittently. "Uh. No. Nope. That's - that's not normal functionality. In fact, that's very, very bad. The casing must have cracked in the crash and some water got into the core. Sh-sh-shit." "Can it wait or does it need fixing now?" Tony chewed his lip, trying to think through the fog of hypothermia. "If - If I don't fix it now, and it craps out completely, I'll pass out in a few minutes and you'll have about ten more to fix it yourself or I'm toast." "We'd better fix it now then." Word Count:

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Title: End Of All Days - Chapter 14: Part XIII Collaborator: Minka Link: AO3 Square Filled: B2 - Road Trip Ship: Stucky Rating: Mature Major Tags: Violence and adult themes Summary: Captain Steve Rogers had thought his military days were behind him, left in the bloody nightmare that was Saigon.  Retired and working as a History Professor, the last thing he expected was to get caught up in a cataclysmic Slavic prophesy foreshadowing the end of the known world. With Cold War tensions running high, Steve finds himself in need of a guide and translator to get him behind the Iron Curtain and into the isolated snowdrifts of Siberia. It’s deep in the heart of Bucharest’s resistance fighters that Steve finds the ideal candidate, but swaying the enigmatic ex-operative known as The Winter Soldier proves to be complicated.  Trust is hard-won, especially in the world of espionage, and with a KGB death squad nipping at his heels, the Soldier has countless reasons to stay presumably dead. As the lines between right, wrong and the supernatural begin to blur, Steve is forced to reconsider everything he’s ever believed, right from the sanctity of his own country to the very foundations of creation itself.  —  Aka the Indiana Jones/Atomic Blonde lovechild of a fic that literally no one ever asked for but you’re bloody well going to get anyway. Word Count: 63,205

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Title: You Know You Love Me Collaborator: shield-agent78 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: Y3 - You Know You Love Me Ship: Bucky/Reader Rating: Explicit Major Tags: fluff, smut, aftercare, some language, mentions of poly-relationships, pregnancy Summary: Steve is away on a mission when you return from a particularly grueling one. Bucky makes sure that their best girl is taken care of in every way possible. Word Count: 709

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Title: The Red Bathroom Collaborator: SierraNovembr Link: AO3 Square Filled: K3 - Pseudo-villian Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: horror movie AU, The Shining fusion, Ghosts/reincarnation, implied murder, implied child death Summary: Bucky is the caretaker of the Overlook Hotel. It isn't going the way he expected. Or, Bucky has an unsettling conversation with an impossible man in a very red bathroom. Word Count: 1405

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Title: Everyday With You Collaborator: lovewhatyoudo Link: AO3 Square Filled: K5 - Glitter Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: glitter  Summary: When Bucky was invited into Tony's workshop for the first time, he definitely didn't expect to find a meddling robot covered in glitter and a birthday he didn't have a present for (yet). Word Count: 1740

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Title: Morning People - Chapter 2 Collaborator: RiotFalling Link: AO3 Square Filled: B1 - Bucky/Tony Ship: WinterIron Rating: Explicit Major Tags: consensual somnophilia, super soldier refractory periods Summary: Tony will never be a morning person. Bucky is doing his best to change his mind. Word Count: 3231

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Title: Doppelgängers are real, RIGHT? Collaborator: betheflame Link: AO3 Square Filled: B3 - Phone Sex Ship: Stucky Rating: Mature Major Tags: porn AU Summary: Everything in James Barnes' professional life was fine - until someone leaked his top client's PornHub history and it turns out that all the videos in Steve Rogers' favorites star actors who look a lot like him. Word Count: 2234

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Title: Done in the Dark Collaborator: arrowsandmixtapes Link: Tumblr Square Filled: K3 - What Did You Do? Ship: Bucky/Reader, Tony/Reader Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Drinking, naked Bucky, bubble bath with Bucky, implied smut, nightmares, Winter Soldier type violence, choking (not the fun kind).   Summary: Your secret relationship with Bucky comes to light in the worst possible way. Word Count: 3805

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Title: Regency Buck Collaborator: diner_drama Link: AO3 Square Filled: U2 - AU: historical Ship: Stucky Rating: Teen Major Tags: historical AU Summary: Steven Grant Rogers, for all that he was a man of noble birth and no small status, had very particular views on the injustice of contemporary society and would expound upon them with remarkable length and ferocity with very little provocation. Being an eligible young man with a not inconsiderable fortune and a large and beautiful estate, one might have expected that he would make an attractive prospect for a lady in search of a husband, but it was whispered that without tempering his attitudes and his fiery spirit, any gentlewoman to wed him would find herself quite at odds with polite society.Following the passing of his gentle mother, there was but one influence that could entice him into smoothing over his prickly manners for the sake of propriety — the dashing young James Buchanan Barnes, his childhood friend and intimate acquaintance.Would Mr. Barnes' good influence be enough to secure for Steven the hand of the beautiful and accomplished Margaret Elizabeth Carter, and to win the good graces of his neighbours? Word Count: 3579

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Title: Auctioned Collaborator: The_Alias (Artemis_Day) Link: AO3 Square Filled: B1 - Alien Planet Ship: Loki/Jane/Bucky Rating: Mature Major Tags: none Summary: When Loki gets kidnapped, Bucky and Jane will do whatever it takes to save him, no matter how absurd the situation turns out to be. Word Count: 2009

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Title: So Many Beds Collaborator: tisfan Link: AO3 Square Filled: B4 - Bucky/Clint Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Teen Major Tags: none Summary: Bucky and Clint need a new bed Word Count: 1264

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Title: Trauma Bingo (the Avengers need ALL the therapy) Collaborator: lbibliophile-mcu Link: AO3 Square Filled: U4 - Occupational hazard Ship: Bucky & Avengers Rating: Teen Major Tags: Angst and humour, PTSD (many traumatic topics mentioned briefly - see fic tags) Summary: SHIELD remembers that trauma therapy exists, and their sights are set on the Avengers. Aka. How many issues can you fit in one team, and can you also get them all in the same person. Succeeding at trauma bingo is not actually winning… Word Count: 1180

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Title: A Sticky Situation Turned Sweet Collaborator: polizwrites Link: AO3 Square Filled: U3 - AU: Bakery Ship: Sam/Steve Rating: Explicit Major Tags:  Explicit sexual language, prejudice, cap!Sam Summary: All Sam Wilson wanted was a damn lemon bar. Instead, he ends up helping out a couple of dudes working at a bakery who are being harassed by an EB … and one of them is just Sam’s type. Maybe being Captain America has a couple of perks, after all. Word Count: 986

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Title: Killing Time Collaborator: gabby227 Link: AO3 Square Filled: U1 - Family of Choice Ship: Stuckony Rating: Teen Major Tags: none Summary: This is based on a Discord prompt I found about how the Avengers would act if they were stuck in Quarantine. The first in a series. Word Count: 2026

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Title: Short, Sweet, and Just a Little Spicy Collaborator: arrowsandmixtapes Link: Tumblr Square Filled: B2 - Height Difference Ship: Bucky/Reader Rating: Not Rated Major Tags: A little insecurity on the reader’s part, implied sexy times. Summary: Bucky finds the reader’s short stature absolutely adorable … for several reasons. Word Count: 725

[hargroves-dingus]

fire meets gasoline | b.h x v.h

pairings: Billy Hargrove x Veronica Hopper (O.C), Hopper!AdoptiveDad x Veronica Hopper, Eleven!AdoptiveSister x Veronica Hopper

summary: Billy comes to pick up Max and Hopper isn’t happy about his daughter knowing the neighbourhood bicycle, but what happens when Veronica disregards her father and still goes to Tina’s party to see none other than Billy Hargrove?

warnings: moderate swearing??

a/n: lemme know if you want to be tagged in future parts dudes :)

CHAPTER TWO

Morning were often my favourite time of the day, quickly followed by nightfall: the hours I could truly bask in my own solace. The sunlight fought to seen through the curtains, shining a bright light on my face causing me to turn to the other side of the bed, humming in content at the smell that lingered. Dad was making eggos. Hauling myself out of bed, I threw my hair up in a messy bun and wiped the sleep away from my eyes.

“Morning sweetheart” Hopper robotically muttered, he said it every morning, and when faced with making breakfast, he lost the ability to multitask. “The girls not up yet?” Scanning the room for the brunette and her ginger accomplice, only to find they were missing so knocked on her bedroom door and alerted them of eggos – which motivated them to get out of bed. “Four eggo extravaganzas and strawberry milkshakes.” Hopper announced, placing them around the table. The mismatch family (plus a Max) sat around the table, starting to devour their breakfast, before a door knock pulled us all from our morning conversation.

Already getting up, I dusted any crumbs off of my lap, “I’ll get it.”, and lazily opened the door, and snapped into sense when Billy Hargrove was leaning against the doorframe, his gold necklace dangling idly in front of his chest, wearing none other than a shirt that was buttoned a bit too low. “I’m here for Max, princess.” God I could only imagine Hoppers reaction to his pet name, and I was not looking forward to the questioning. “We’re still eating breakfast, none of us are ready.” I shrugged, leaving the flirty tone from last night at bay. Not around Hopper or the girls. “Explains the outfit.” At this moment, I realised how exposed I was, simply an oversized t-shirt that hung over my right shoulder from the excessive size. “Stop gawking, Hargrove.” Slightly snarling with a small smirk, crossing my arms at his not so stealthy mission of checking me out. From this and when we met, it seems he likes being caught. “Come in then.” Turning on my heels, I walked back to the table, picking up my plate, “You can have some of mine.”

“So you can be nice sometimes.” Laughing, he grabbed a plate from the cupboard and I piled some food onto his place and gave him a fork, and we sat at the counter beside eachother. Feeling Hoppers eyes burning into us, I slightly shouted “Dad? This is Billy, Max’s brother.” Feeling like an introduction to the teenage boy in his house was what he was expecting. “Step-brother.” Both Max and Billy mumbled, which I threw my hands up in surrender up, muttering a string of amused ‘sorry’s.

“We’ve met.” Hopper grunted, eyes squinting onto Billy. This was a splendid start. “Still speeding around town like a maniac, Hargrove?” He was challenging him. Baiting him almost. “Not anymore, sir, not since you busted me.” Billy’s signature cocky tone was back, and it irritated Hopper, as he added, “Six times.”

“Five, actually, sir.” He corrected, and you could see Hopper tense up, as if ready to pounce. “Alright, Mr and Mrs Testosterone, break it up.”  

Both backed off, turning back around to continue their meal. For a bit, I just watched him eat, sitting in a comfortable silence. It was then that I really noticed his eyes, this bright shade of blue that burned into you. They were like water, or even the sea, but the intensity reminded me of a burning fire. “Having fun there, princess?” Laughing, I cleared his now empty plate into the sink. “You wish.” Raising an eyebrow, I leant back onto the counter to which he walked over, reaching behind me, our bodies millimetres from touching and all I wanted to do was close the space between us, “Oh I do. Trust me.” And picked up an apple, and copied my stance on the counter opposite. “Are you coming to Tina’s party tonight?” Taking a bite of the apple, the juice slightly dripped onto his chin and he wiped it off with the back of his hand. How could Billy fucking Hargrove eating an apple make me so goddamn weak? “I might make an appearance.”

“Billy, let’s go!” Max shouted from the door, all dressed and ready to leave. Billy rolled his eyes in what I guess to be frustration and pushed himself off the counter. I went to walk him to the door and he placed his hand on the small of my back, sending shivers down my spine, “Well I hope you do, princess.”

Billy then straightened out his jacket, and extended his right hand forward in front of Hopper, and he begrudgingly took it and grunted “Thank you for breakfast, sir, nice to see you again.” And when he left, a part of me was hoping it wouldn’t be for long. There wasn’t a breath of silence before Hopper broke it again. “So. Veronica.” He scratched his head, almost comically and in the most patronising and dad-like way asked “How long have you known Billy ‘I like to speed around and break rules’ Hargrove?” Of course he was getting annoyed. Billy isn’t the type of guy who bring home to your family. He’s the type of guy to only ever meet your bedroom. Playfully rolling my eyes, I stood put, not moving from the door.  “Since yesterday, dad. Purely because he’s Max’s step-brother.”

“Then how did he know where the plates were kept. Hmm?” His voice became louder, angrier, and he sharply shrugged in anticipation. Slamming his hand on the side and he sighed before returning to his more heated tone, “Why does he know where we keep our goddamn cutlery, Veronica?”

“Stop yelling! Fucksake. It’s seriously not that deep. I invited him in for a drink when he dropped Max off last night. No need to make a drama.” I’d known Hopper to get mad at me. It wasn’t rare. I guess over time, he accepted whatever shit I got into and he shrugged it off. But I had seen him angry. This somehow felt different. “No need? Sorry I don’t want my daughter hanging out with some trouble maker Casanova like him.” Scoffing, he placed himself on the sofa, elbows resting on his knees running his hands over his face. “I can handle myself.  This is bullshit. And you know it.”

“Excuse me?”

Then it clicked. He didn’t like Billy because he’s a ‘bad boy’ (or not entirely), he didn’t want to lose his little girl. “You just don’t like the fact that I’m growing up. I’m no longer a kid and that scares the shit out of you. I’m going to be around boys, going to parties, sleeping with people,” At the last part, he scrunched up his face in disgust, and almost in raw truth, as he realised I was right. “And that terrifies you. But don’t project that onto me. Deal with your shit, dad.”

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The house was practically shaking from the blaring music, the entire teenage population of Hawkins crammed into Tina’s house, filling their veins with burning alcohol, finding somebody to pretend to love for just one night, pretend they didn’t live in this tiny shitty town. Clinging to my denim jacket, I mentally cursed at myself for wearing black cycling shorts and a black tucked in t-shirt, causing my legs to turn into icicles from the Indiana October weather. There were murmurs and subtle gasps of shock when I walked in, parties never usually being my scene, opting to stay in and read. Or maybe have dinner with the devil as I’ve heard some people say I do in my spare time. That one was my favourite.

Hearing I chorus of cheers, I was drawn to the garden, hearing a voice roaring, “That’s how you do it, Indiana!” and a smile graced my face as I identified it as Billy. My pathway was blocked as the bathroom door swung open, and a guy leaving nearly knocked me off my feet. “Fucking hell, watch it ass-” My series of curses halted as I looked up to see none other than Steve Harrington. Steve Harrington crying.Nobody had seen King Stevecry. Well, anybody but me. And I’m not talking about this moment. Before he was crowned King, we were best friends, since being toddlers. He was the one who held me crying when I felt alone and unloved (each time) and when Hopper adopted me, then we distanced. I’d seen Steve cry, when his parents were on brink of divorce, when he felt like they didn’t care, we saw each other at our lowest. It must be something big to cause Steve to break at a party full of everybody he knew.

“Steve? Let’s go outside.” I tried my best to hide his face, to keep up his image but everyone was too drunk to remember this tomorrow. We sat on the porch steps, and the cold air whipped my skin and I sat waiting for him to talk. “Don’t shut me out again.” I whispered, not even looking at him, the pain from all those years ago laced in my voice. “Talk to me.” Placing my hand on his wrist, I tried my best to comfort him. At first he tensed up, not used to my touch but it didn’t take long for him to relax into it, putting his other hand atop mine, interlocking our hands. “It was all bullshit.” His voice was broken. Utterly broken. I hadn’t heard his voice like that since his dad told him he wished he’d never had a son in the first place. “What was?”

“Her.” Nancy Wheeler. When they first started dating, it made me laugh. Stuck-up prudish good girl dating King Steve – what else did I expect? But I never thought she’d end it. Honestly thought new Steve would fuck up and sleep with someone else. “What happened?”

“She broke up with me.” He laughed. In a way that was filled with disbelief, even he couldn’t understand it. “You can do so much better than Nancy fucking Wheeler.” Scoffing, I wrapped my arms around his shoulder and pulled him into a hug which he only weaselled his way out of, standing up in front of me, running his hands through his hair. “I don’t want better. I want her. I love her.” Sighing, I looked up at him. “Love is fucked up, and overrated.”

“I know.” With that, he wiped his face, shook his body as if shaking away his pain and smiled at me. A genuine smile. “I’m going to head home. Thank you, Ron.” Ron. It felt weird hearing him say it but comforting at the same time.

“You made it.” Steve’s place was replaced with Billy, and a waft of beer stench and cigarette smoke invaded the air around me. He flashed a smile, biting his lower lip and I stretched my legs out in front of me. “Seems I did Hargrove.” Crossing my arms, I took in the view around me. Nightfall. The sky was dark, a poetry of stars strung throughout the blackness and the blanket it made comforted me. He sighed in boredom before asking, “Wanna get out of here?”

“I know a place.”

*  *  *

He parked his car on the side of the road, and as I grabbed his hand, I guided him through the trees. “So where are we going?” He chuckled, “You’re not going to kill me right?” Weaving throughout the towering branches, I sighed in content as we arrived at a clearing, the grass full of a variation of flowers and walked to the group of rocks in which I perched myself on top of, motioning for him to join me. “My thinking place.”

“Thinking place?” He repeated, looking around, taking in the view. The flowers were my favourite, the haze of purple and yellow, although the vibrancy was masked the dark sky. “Obviously you know Hopper isn’t my real dad.” I stated, voice void from emotion. And as I said that I didn’t know why I did. Why I was opening up. But there was this feeling. This instinct that I could trust him. “My dad left when I was four. Mum died from an overdose when I was six. Hopper was close to my mum so he took me as his own.” Looking at him, his eyes were glassy slightly, eyebrows furrowed and I felt this steel ball sink in my stomach. “Please don’t give me that look. I don’t want your pity.”  Resting his hand on my thigh, his warmth made me jump slightly, probably the California in him. But his touch calmed me. “I wasn’t going to. I know a few things about shitty dads.” It was odd. Two strangers opening up to each other. “Yours an asshole too?”

“You see this?” Twisting slightly, it revealed a scar along the side of his head, running along his temple, “Gave that to me.” I traced it with my thumb, the rest of my hand placed on the side of his head. “Fucking hell, Billy.” Scoffing, he looked down, then coughed, discarding of the tears that started to form. “See? Now you’re giving me that look.”

“That’s different. Mine decided I wasn’t going enough for him so left. Yours…”

“Hey,” He hushed, this newfound softness in his voice was soothing, and he took both of my hands in his and brought them up to his lips. “Don’t think you’re not good enough. You were four. Whatever the reason he left, wasn’t because of you.” I sent him a weak smile. I only ever spoke to Hopper or El about it, on the very rare occasion, but it was nice to open up to him. “You know what, Hargrove? We’re kindred souls, you and I.”

He smirked, laughing under his breath, “Oh yeah?” Nodding, I crossed my legs, fiddling with the hem of my shorts, “I think we were meant to find each other”

“You really believe in that stuff?”

“Not until I met you.”

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this week on gallifreybase: my attention’s been turned to a brilliant post summarizing all the unmade episodes in new doctor who some of which i knew about, some i didn’t i love this kind of behind the scenes stuff to death so here is the post under the cut for everyone to enjoy

Series 1 -The Paul Abbott episode Originally in RTD's Series 1 Pitch document, Episode 11 was just called "The New Team" and just said "The Doctor, Rose and Jax. A small scale adventure, character stuff" presumably to be written by RTD himself. Then it was retitled "Pompeii" after RTD saw a documentary on the event and thought similar SFX could be used a Who episode. Then Russell managed to tempt his friend, successful showrunner Paul Abbott to write an episode. So the pitch document for Ep11 was re-titled "Paul Abbott Episode" There's no evidence that Abbott used the Pompeii idea. Instead, according to Russell, Abbott's story pitch was that Jax would discover that the Doctor had been secretly manipulating Rose's life, in order to make her the perfect companion and there would be conflict over whether to tell her. RTD was hesitant over the idea, because it ruined his own plans for the Doctor & Rose, but he allowed Abbott to continue to develop it. However after a few weeks it became clear Abbott wouldn't have the time to do the episode, Russell replaced with his own script "Boom Town" Series 2 -The 1920s by Stephen Fry In RTD's Series 2 story outline, Episode 11 was called "The 1920s" and was to be written by Stephen Fry, partly based on research for his film "Bright Young Things" The episode was also based on the story of "Gawain and the Green Knight" giving the story new alien origins. It included a scenes of the TARDIS landing on a strange planet. It was reportedly set in 3 different time periods (incluiding the 1920s) The story apparently involved the Gawain character falling in love with Rose in the wrong narratative order for viewers, and for Rose herself. However, late in 2006, it was decided that the story was too expensive for this point in production and it was pushed back to Series 3 & replaced with "Fear Her". It has also been said there were issues with violence. Unfortunately by 2007, Fry didn't have time to rewrite the script further or alter it for the new companion and so he wrote a letter to RTD and it was abandoned altogether. Some have said (off the record) that the script's tone was was very different from RTD episodes, closer to the Classic Series (e.g. It began with the Doctor & Rose playing chess in the TARDIS by candlelight) in 2011 Fry has said he would like to re-use the idea, taking out the Dr Who elements and turning into a novel, when he has the time, but since then nothing has happened. Series 3 -Ood story by Chris Chibnall After his first successful year show-running Torchwood, Chibnall was invited to write for Dr Who, Series 3 Episode 7. He told Starburst Magazine "Russell said, “Come and write this episode"... It was one with the Ood, and it had Zack and Ida from The Impossible Planet, and it was like going to see what had happened to them afterwards. There were tiny elements of it in Planet of the Ood but it wasn't the same story. And so we did a lot of planning on that; and it was an alien planet. And then I finished all my writing duties on Torchwood and we had the meeting and it was like, "Actually we can't afford to do that. We need an episode set in corridors, with no monsters, because we couldn't afford monsters. That's probably why there are no real aliens" Series 4 -The Suicide Exhibition by Mark Gatiss This was planned for Penny's (later Donna's) Episode 3 (which was later swapped with "Planet of the Ood") RTD's Series 4 breakdown describes this as "World War 2. Monsters on the loose in the Natural History Museum as a Nazi strike force invades...Plus an Indiana Jones-type chamber hidden beneath with sliding stone doors" Gatiss said the story was based on how, during the war, museums would put out less well-known exhibits, so that if they were bombed they wouldn't lose any great treasures-Suicide Exhibitions. He also said the monsters were based on the preserved bog-men found in the museums, like "The Lindow man" "After the first draft, Russell said, "Let's make it the Nazis and do the full Indiana Jones on it." The whole museum was a puzzle box of sliding doors and traps and stuff." Gatiss worked on the script for a year, and a script was ready to film, but when the production team discovered it'd be possible to shoot an episode overseas, the story was abandoned in favour of "Fires of Pompeii" -Century House by Tom MacRae An companion-lite episode. The Doctor goes live on reality TV show "Most Haunted" to track down a ghost known as The Red Widow. Donna & her family watch him at home on TV. It was set in a big old, abandoned, spooky house on a cliff top, with OB vans and tricks with cables rings around the house. Certain rooms would flashback to the 1950s/60s. There was a big fire sequence towards the end. If I remember correctly, MacRae compared moments in the episode to Sapphire and Steel. This was an idea RTD originally gave to MacRae to develop for Series 3 (so Martha and her family) Unfortunately they found there wasn't a place for it there, so it was held back for Series 4, episode 8. Unfortunately, despite MacRae working on it for over a year, RTD and the team were concerned that the setting was too similar to "The Unicorn and the Wasp" and that the concept they had given him wasn't strong enough. Shortly before pre-production, RTD challenged himself to try to come up with something better in a few days, and ended up quickly writing "Midnight". In a later interview, MacRae was quite sanguine about this, saying that if his episode had to be replaced, he was glad it was with one of the best. The Specials -Space Opera/Alien Hotel by Gareth Roberts and Russell T Davies One of RTD's earliest ideas for the 2009 Easter special would be have to the TARDIS arrive in the middle of an interstellar war, complete with aliens, spaceships, and dogfights in space. He gave this idea to Gareth Roberts who wrote an outline. RTD has issues with the result, including later scenes set in an outer space hotel where guests were having alien eggs secretly implanted (a gruesome reference to easter eggs) So the story was abandoned in favour of what became "Planet of the Dead" -A Midwinter's Tale by Phil Ford and Russell T Davies A grandmother (possibly to be played by Helen Mirren or Judi Dench) is trapped in a posh hotel with her unruly family at Christmas. Wishing that they'd all just disappear, she storms out, only to find the corridors deserted, her family has disappeared, and as she searches further, so has all of humanity. Finally, she comes upon the TARDIS and the Doctor. Investigating, they discover eight-legged centaur-like creatures abroad in London. It transpires that aliens from another dimension, the Shi'ar, have frozen time on Earth in order to hold a festival celebrating the marriage of their queen. The life of the grandmother's family becomes endangered, culminating in a race through secret tunnels beneath Buckingham Palace. This was a story idea by RTD given to Phil Ford, planned for when there would've been only 3 specials: Easter 2009, Christmas 2009 and the Doctor regenerating at Easter 2010, leaving a few weeks before Series 5. "Midwinter" would be the Christmas special. Eventually it was decided there wasn't enough incident for an hour. "Waters of Mars" was developed instead, which was then moved to November with a new two-part Christmas regeneration. Series 5 -Death to the Doctor by Gareth Roberts This was originally planned for Series 5: Episode 7, the "Amy's Choice" slot. According to Gareth Roberts on Twitter,it was set on a Holiday planet like Las Vegas in middle of huge star war. The planet totally peaceful, with the law rigorously enforced. , There were police robots called Fleetfoots. If anyone committed any crime they had to fight a duel with a giant cyclops, and then the Doctor got arrested on a minor offence... Amy and Rory would have to find a way to get him off world without whole planet going up in war. The story also involved a disgraced Sontaran character called Commander Skorn. This story got as far as CGI being designed for the cyclops. Unfortunately as Series 5 went on, there was a budget crunch and it was realised they couldn't afford their original plans. So Hungry Earth/Cold Blood was rewritten to be cheaper, Neil Gaiman's Episode 11 was moved to Series 6, and Roberts' episode was abandoned altogether. Instead Roberts and Simon Nye were hired to write new, cheaper stories for episodes 7 and 11. However, even though the episode was lost, Moffat reinvented Commander Skorn as Commander Strax for A Good Man Goes to War, delighting Roberts. -Fear Itself by Paul Cornell (from Paul Cornell's Newsletter https://paulcornell.us17.list-manage.com/subscribe?u=198e8a011b70a7fa79dd704d6&id=de506d08cb) This was to be a companion-lite episode. It was a loose adaptation of Cornell's Christmas story "The Hopes and Fears of All the Years" The story involved the Doctor visiting a boy (Tom) every year on his on his birthday, because the Doctor knows he will, on one birthday, save the boy's life. It charted the life story of the boy, then the man, through the Doctor's regular visits on the same day. The story went through at least six drafts with the threat the Doctor was protecting Tom from changing during this process. By the Sixth draft it an alien computer that turned surrounding people into monsters for a few minutes each year. Tom had a green glowing lump on his neck & the computer's directive was to obtain it/destroy it. The story got as far as Cornell being brought in to to talk about casting, with some big names being discussed for grown-up Tom. Eventually it was decided the story was too expensive for Series 5 (Two scenes of birthday visits through the decades would've depicted the two World Wars) and the episode was pushed back to Series 6. However when Series 6 started, Cornell was told they weren't going ahead with his episode after all. Series 7 -Craig of the Gods by Gareth Roberts This was intended for episode 5 of the original Series 7b when Beryl the Victorian nanny was to be the companion. Craig was playing a computer game with real people trapped inside. The Tardis landed in game, Doctor and Beryl looked up through the clouds to see god and it was Craig. The story was seemingly abandoned when Beryl was replaced with Clara as the companion Roberts later observed that similar ideas were used in Series 10's Extremis. -Craig's Wedding by Gareth Roberts This would've featured the return of Craig, Sophie and their son. In one interview, Roberts said "I had this idea where Craig and Sophie were going to get married and were on this beautiful island somewhere near Greece and it was all going fine, then you turned around and saw the Doctor water-skiing away from a Sea Devil. Then you’d have Craig trying to keep him out of the wedding.” However someone who had read the Series 7 outline says that Sea Devils weren't there, instead a different monster was featured. Roberts later described the episode as "Nuts In May on Alzarius" Nuts in May was a Mike Leigh comedy about a slightly dull married couple (Craig and Sophie?) who try to go camping, but keep having their peace interrupted, often by the husband's jealousy. It may have been cancelled due to James Cordern's rising stardom in America. From what we can gather, it seems to have been replaced with "Journey to the Centre of the TARDIS" Series 8 -Strax on Trial by James Henry Detailed here http://jamesandthebluecat.blogspot.com/2018/01/always-spell-check-your-email-headers.html Briefly, James Henry (writer of Green Wing, Campus and Smack the Pony) was asked to pitch stories for Series 8. Eventually Moffat asked him to develop one his own ideas, where Strax is kidnapped by his fellow Sontarans, taken back to his home planet, and put on trial for helping humans and the Doctor. An outline was written (read the blogpost) and it appears it was in competition with "Mummy on the Orient Express" and "In the Forest of the Night" for the final two slots. For various reasons, those two episodes were chosen instead. Series 9 -Vampire story by Paul Cornell Paul Cornell was asked to come in and submit ideas for Capaldi's first series. One story idea was for the Doctor & Clara to encounter a community of peaceful vampires in London and for the Doctor to get bitten and become one. The story was a sort of inverse 'Human Nature', going with the idea that this was to be a Doctor who couldn't quite be trusted. This story idea was accepted and could've been made for Capaldi's second season (per Cornell's reddit AMA) but it was never developed further than a one page outline. Series 10 -Jamie Mathieson's New Monster In 2015, when Moffat was first talking to writers for Series 10 episodes, he told the Radio Times "[Mathieson] has just been in and pitched a brilliant idea, a brilliant new monster. I just read his first pass at a storyline for that and I’ve no idea where we’ll end up going with that story. But that’s him. Being Jamie, he came in with 20 ideas and this one is just a belter" Early next year, Mathieson told a convention he had received an email from Moffat beginning "I can't stop thinking about your monster" However, in a 2017 DWM, Moffat reported that although they had tried to make Mathieson's monster story, they'd never managed to get the script to work, Moffat thought that it would still make an amazing horror film. Instead he asked Mathieson to develop another different story based around astronauts. -Sleep No More 2 by Mark Gatiss When planning his story for Series 10, Gatiss originally planned to do a semi-sequel to "Sleep No More" He told the Radio Times "I had this idea [that] I'd like to do the double in a kind of Yeti way, to have two stories about the same monster.”  "Although it was still in space, 'Sleep No More' was originally going to be on a trading floor; it was a stocks and shares thing, with these executives who were trying to stay awake in order to be more productive...I thought there was something in that, and actually maybe I could do a modern day one, set in the City, where they’d invented the same process but actually thousands of years earlier, and it had the same effect.” So the story would have been more of a prequel, set in Modern day London, The Genesis of the Sandmen. Gatiss said he abandoned the episode when he realised that this could be his last Who episode, so he asked instead to write the story he'd always wanted to do: Ice Warriors on Mars. -Pride & Prejudice & Daleks by Paul Cornell Paul Cornell was again asked to submit ideas for a later Capaldi series. One idea he developed, involving Daleks in the Land of Fiction was paid for because it was similar to an idea another writer was working on and they wanted to be able to use his ideas (this is standard practice with writers) However the latter story was never made. List of writers that were commissioned, but we still know nothing about their stories Series 3: Matthew Graham (possibly the man who can drain color that he unsuccessfully pitched for Series 2) Series 5: Rob Shearman, Jack Thorne, Amanda Coe Series 7: Tom MacRae, John Fay, Jack Lothian, the mystery original writer of Series 7b Episode 2 Series 10: Russell T Davies (Moffat said at Cambridge that they had a story all worked out, but then he became too busy) At some point during the Steven Moffat era, Charlie Brooker & Jed Mercurio were asked by the showrunner if they wanted to write Doctor Who stories. However Brooker was too busy & Mercurio wasn't interested in 2018 acclaimed writer Sally Abbott said that she worked on a Doctor Who story for several months, but wouldn't say more except it was "a few years ago" Paul Cornell has also said that around 2011/2012 he worked with Caro Skinner on another TV Doctor Who spinoff, which he's going to discuss on his newsletter at a later date. So if you want to read about that in full, I encourage you to subscribe https://paulcornell.us17.list-manage.com/subscribe?u=198e8a011b70a7fa79dd704d6&id=de506d08cb)

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An In Depth Study Of Performance Bonds In The Great State Of Indiana

The performance bond gives guarantees to the Principal of a mission that they will be financially compensated on account of failure of the Insured to finish the venture as per terms of the contract. (a) The contracting officer shall insert a provision or clause considerably the identical as the provision at 52.228-1 , Bid Guarantee, in solicitations or contracts that require a bid guarantee or comparable guarantee. For example, the contracting officer may modify this provision.

(a) The contracting officer shall insert the clause at 52.228-2 , Further Bond Safety, in solicitations and contracts when bonds are required.

In Indiana Performance Bonds, A Detailed Analysis

An advance payment, or just an advance, is the a part of a contractually due sum that's paid or obtained prematurely for goods or companies, whereas the stability included in the invoice will solely comply with the supply. The Courtroom of Enchantment authorised the primary instance judge's rejection of the claimant's argument that the APGs weren't like performance bonds in respect of which cash was robotically due on the beneficiary's say-so. Lord Justice Longmore stated that in mild of the incorporation of the Uniform Guidelines No. 458, which expressly state that the terms of the underlying contract are of no concern to the beneficiary and the guarantor, this argument is extraordinarily tough and was, for my part, rightly rejected by the decide”.

(b) Upon written request by any contractor securing a performance or payment bond by any of the sorts of security listed in 28.204-1 via 28.204-3 , the contracting officer might release a portion of the security only when the circumstances permitting the partial launch of lien in 28.203-5 (c) are met. The contractor shall, as a condition of the partial launch, furnish an affidavit agreeing that the discharge of such safety doesn't relieve the contractor of its obligations underneath the bond(s).

Payment bonds are contract bonds that guarantee payment of the contractor's obligation underneath the contract for subcontractors, laborers, and material suppliers associated with the venture, providing assurance that they will be paid if the contractor defaults. Since liens will not be positioned on public jobs, the payment bond could be the only safety for these supplying labor or materials to a public job.

Payment And Performance Bond

An advance payment, or simply an advance, is the a part of a contractually due sum that's paid or acquired prematurely for goods or services, while the steadiness included within the bill will only comply with the delivery. I don't know if other organizations present a separate line on pay estimates or in the event that they again it out from the contract line objects or in the event that they simply have a separaté line item for bond premiums. That is okay, too. Having a separate contract line item for bond cost can invite its own issues, e.g., when the road merchandise doesn't match the precise premium. Bonds are intended to be a diffusion cost but the government has agreed to help the prime cut back its up front prices for the bond.

The surety then has to analyze the case. If the contractor denies having defaulted, the surety has to examine whether or not there's a real case against the contractor. Depending on the results of its investigation it may decide to not have interaction, if it finds that its obligations to take over haven't matured.

What Companies Need To Know About Performance Bonds In Indiana

Schmalzy keep in mind that pales terribly? If the government reimbursed the contractor for premiums for one or more subcontract bonds that we don't even require, that might unnecessarily complicate the liquidation calculations.

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Naive: Part 1

A/N: I’m so freaking happy you guys seemed to like the intro, I wrote this and a few other “chapters” up in one night! Hopefully I can get you guys as hyped as I am for this story😭💛

Word Count: 3k+

Warnings: Just cursing in this chapter because I have the mouth of a sailor. The stirrings of sexual tension. The big stuffs coming next time though you guys I promise lol

Summary: As the goddaughter of Tony Stark you were no stranger to the Avengers, but when you meet the newest member- you’re a little more then intrigued. Unfortunately for him, Bucky Barnes has caught your eye.

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You and Pepper sit in the back of a sleek black Mercedes as it winds through the city, towards Manhattan and the Tower.

It had only been a few years since you’d been in New York but damn, had your forgotten how small this city made you feel. You stare out of the window, your eyes tilted up at many sky scrapers, the sun glaring through your oversized sunglasses as you look at the sky.

It reminds you of a canopy, the way the buildings seem to box you in. An urban jungle that smelled like human pee and chronic exhaustion.

“Are you excited for the internship?” Pepper asks you with a grin and you nod enthusiastically, biting your bottom lip.

What she was talking about was the internship you’d managed to score at the American Museum of Natural History.

“So fucking excited. I mean- I know they’re going to have me doing chump work. Since I only just got my bachelors degree, but the boost that it’s giving my career is insane. Like, I’ll be working on my graduates degree at the same time so I’m hoping if I can make a good impression they’ll refer me to the Smithsonian”

You cant help but babble, your mouth going a mile a minute.

School had always been important to you. It’d been drilled into you by your scientist of a mother, and your college professor of a grandmother that education was the most valuable thing in this world. You’d luckily inherited your moms bright nature, and had graduated high school as the Valedictorian…

Which always made you laugh because you’d ditched more then a third of your senior year to smoke pot with your friends in your car and had still managed to pass top of your class.

College was harder, just like you knew it was going to be. But you still goverened a high grade point average. Double majoring in Sociology and History and minoring in Art Forensics.

Because you’d known, ever since you’d watched Indiana Jones when you we’re six, that all you wanted to do was work in Museums. You wanted to be surrounded by ancient scrolls and mystical tombs. You wanted your life to be the adventure you’d mapped it out to be in your head.

Plus the ide of your fat ass swinging around on vines and running from giant rolling death balls made you smile.

“That’s a lot to have on your plate at once. But if anyone can do it, it’s you. But just know if you neglect your flower girl duties, you will be replaced” Pepper jokes and you giver her a “har har”

“You mean maid of honor duties” You verify.

“What? You cant be both? We also we’re thinking of having you be the ring bearer” You roll your eyes at the strawberry blonde who’s typing away at her blackberry. It’s such a familiar sight, a wave of nostalgia washes over you.

You’d spent a good chunk of your childhood looking up to her.

When the car pulls into the garage of what used to be Stark, but what was now Avengers tower you cant help but feel like you’re ten years olf again. Going to spend two weeks in the summertime with your “Tony Tino”

“So they should be out of their meeting in about twenty minutes, your bags are being brought to your room and the boxes got here a few days ago” Pepper confirms the plans to me as we make our way through the lush waiting room and into one of the many elevators.

“Okay, cool. I’ll just go start unpacking then-”

“Nope” She interjects and I shoot her a “why the hell not?” look.

“Tony said you should get something in your stomach. He know’s you never eat on planes” Pepper covers for herself quickly, not wanting you to see through her lie and ruin Tony’s surprise.

“Okay I guess. I’m not really hungry but you can show me the new kitchens. All he’s been talking about is how the upgrades we’re way cool” You seem to be tottaly oblivious wich makes her let out a metaphorical sigh of relief.

The kitchens are even more wicked then what Tony had told you and your eyes light up as you asses the huge room. The stainless steel and clean white walls making it look like something out of Star Trek.

“Hello Ms. Y/L/N” Fridays sing song robotic voice chimes from nowhere and you grin.

“Friday! How have you been?” You know she’s just a computer, just a hard drive, but you talk to her like she’s a real person.

Just like you used to do with Jarvis who, now, actually was a real person.

“I’ve been well, Ms. Y/L/N. Tony has missed you very much. He’s been very busy preparing for your stay. He’s instructed me to make sure you are fed because he knows you “barf” on airplanes. What can I have made for you? The chef’s specialty is French cusine”

You quirk your mouth at the word barf.

That was one time and you we’re fourteen. Would he ever let you forget it?

“Umm, just a bowl of fruit sounds good” You instruct her rolling your eyes at Pepper who insists you eat a more well rounded diet.

“Fine- and a yogurt”

You sit across Pepper, at one of the glass dining tables. You’d been hungrier then you’d realized and had eaten the entirety of the mixed fruit and yogurt happily. Your chatting about the NYU admissions when the door to the kitchens opens and people flooded in.

Those people being the Avengers- sans a couple members, but still, a decent(menacing) group. With Tony at the front.

The grin on his face is big- his eyes crinkling with crows feet as he approaches you, his arms dramatically open wide.

“Hey Tino!” You laugh as you hop down from the stool and walk over, giving him a tight squeeze. He wasn’t the tallest men, but was still much taller then you so you wrap your arms around his middle as he squeezes the life out of your head.

“Hey kiddo” He lets you go after a moment, putting a hand on your shoulder “How are you doing? Are you feeling better? Did you eat?” He looks you over as he speaks.

You look…different. Your hair is different, you’d cut at least a four or so inches off and it now sat just past your shoulders. It was lighter too.

“Yes god father, I ate. Chill out” You shake your head.

“You dyed your hair” It almost sounds like an accusation and you fight the urge to run your fingers through it self consciously.

Your hair had always reminded him so much of your moms…“It looks nice kid! Makes you look like you’re about thirty though”

“Don’t be mean to me!”

“I’m not- I’m not. I said it looks nice. Right Pepper, you heard that?” Tony looks to Pepper who’s still at the table, she just snorts at her fiancée.

“I think it brings out your eyes” Natasha pipes up as she comes up and gives you a short hug.

“Well thanks. At least someone here actually loves me. I missed you Nat, how have you been?”

And that’s how it goes, you making the rounds, reuniting with the people all around you.

Bruce blushes when you hug him tightly and ask him how things we’re hanging in the lab. Thor picks you up, as he always had, and told you how he missed his little lady. You think you hug Wanda the tightest. You’d kept in touch with her the most, you guys were close in age and you just clicked with her. You knew all about her little romance with Vision who you still had the urge to call Jarvis.

“You’ll always be Jarvis to me” You tell him. He, like Pepper, had watched you grow up.

Clint ruffles your hair in a way that makes you swat his hands away furiously. “How’ve you been, squirt?” Before Sam tells you you’d gotten a nice tan in Europe to which you cant help but bark a laugh at. “Okay creep” you punch his shoulder affectionately.

“Hey Steve” You beam at him reaching on the very tip of your toes to wrap him in a quick hug.

God, he’s still hot.

You’d had a thing for him back a few years ago. He was going through a rough patch and needed a friend and you had this inviting way about you that he’d melted into. It never got serious- you hadn’t even really kissed the guy but you’d been close.

You thought it would have been weirder seeing him again. Especially after the whole scene Tony had caused between the both of you but it wasn’t.

He still looked something akin to sunshine. His aura bright and golden.

And he was standing next to someone you’d never met- in person. But you knew exactly who the guy was.

You we’re a history major for fucks sake. Of course you knew who James Buchannan Barnes was.

“How’ve you been, Y/N? It’s been a while” Steve grins down at you.

“It really has, stranger. Thanks for keeping in contact. You know, I didn’t teach you how to properly text for nothing" You shoot at him, with no malice but it makes him shift uncomfortably on his feet.

“Yeah- I’m sorry. I should have checked in more it’s just been really hectic-” You watch him with a satisfied leer. You’d always loved making him squirm, and he just made it all too easy.

“You’re fine Steve” You wave him off “I get it. You’re still all technologically impaired. Guess I’m just not important enough for you”

You use that tone- the one that had always got him so worked up and he just puffs out a breath, shaking his head.

“That’s not- your messing with me” He catches on and you giggle and roll your eyes.

Oh, your sweet 40’s child.

“Always” You inform him before turning your attention to the man you hadn’t been formally introduced to yet and giving him a smile. That smile.

Bucky can see why you we’re known for being a flirt.

He’d just watched you work a room full of people, watched the way that the team reacted to your warmth. The way you seemed to have your own unique bond with everyone and he couldn’t lie- it was intriguing.

You’re pretty- in a way that he didn’t see a lot. Yeah, your bigger then he’d been expecting; all hips and thighs and a large bussom but there’s something eye catching about you. Maybe it’s the way your eyes are lined with sharp cat eye liner or the way your eyebrows arch. It reminds him of home, of the women that he’d grown up around.

“Hi, I’m Y/N” You hold your hand out to his. Your eyes are sparking with curiosity as he reaches down to take it.

“I’m-” He starts and you cut him off, your playful nature coming out.

“ Sargent James Buchannan Barnes? I’ve been learning about you since like kindergarten!”

“That so? You can call me Bucky” he drawls out.

“Bucky. It’s really nice to meet you. Any friend of Splangles here is a friend of mine. I mean unless you’re as boring as he is”

You really we’re a charmer. And he thought he’d been charming back in the day. You could run circles around him.

He can’t help the smooth chuckle that leaves his throat as Steve protests with an half offended “hey!”

“I’m just kidding, Steve. You know I love you!” You pinch his cheek, your nose scrunching before turning away from them and back to Tony.

Not before telling Bucky you were “Excited to pick his brain sometime”

Bucky’s gaze is focused on your retreating figure. He feels a little…dizzy. The way you feel when you get off a ride at Luna Park.

He doesn’t think he’s felt like this anytime this decade.

Steve shoots him a knowing look.

The Y/N effect.

“Told ya’ jerk” Steve pushes Bucky’s shoulder in a friendly manner as he passes him and Bucky shakes him, and the weird head high off with a quick “Punk”.

Tony hasn’t stopped talking since that first moment you’d been reunited and you hang onto every word. You’d always loved this about him; that he’d talk to you. And like, really conversation. Not just treat you like your were some dumb kid who couldn’t keep up.

You end up leaving the rest of the “Scooby gang” and you follow him to where you’re assuming is his office.

“Okay but how are they going to try and pass Government restrictions on you? It doesn’t make any sense? If they had half a brain they’d label you an international task force- but I mean then you’d have to deal with the UN more I guess. And aren’t they still super salty about the accords?…”

Tony’s over being impressed with the way your brain works. He’s been over it since you were eight and you’d called your teacher a facist.

“Super salty” Tony affirms with a sigh “But at least we have SHEILD backing us now. And there’s some new members. Oh yeah and Thors phycotic brother promised he won’t try to invade earth anymore”

You snort “Well that’s a relief I guess. He’s finally getting his younger sibling syndrome in check”

“I think Bruce scarred him for life”

“Good. He needed it. Where’s Rhodey? I noticed that he wasn’t down stairs” you ask the question that been bugging you.

“Oh yeah. He had a physical therapy appointment but he’ll be gracing us with his presence for dinner”

“How’s he doing?”

“You know Rhodey. He’s kicking PTs ass. He should be able to get back in the suit in a few months”

That makes you happy. Like genuinely so happy and relieved because you loved the shit out of Rohdey and you’d been really worried about him after the…accident.

“Yeah. He’s such a bad ass- uh hey Tino, where are we going? I thought your office was on the 47th floor?” You watch as the light around the 15 lights up, announcing your stop.

“I thought we’d make a detour. So I know you wanted to get your own apartment- but rent in the city is outrageous and you decided to humor your dear old god dad… So I improvised” Tony explains and your whole face is twisted up in confusion because what is he even talking about?

“What?” You hiss as the elevator doors ding open.

The room that’s revealed has your jaw dropping and harsh gasp ripping itself from your throat.

“Think of it as a graduation present” Tony’s happy- your reaction is just what he’d wanted.

You looked childlike as you took in the space. There were large, floor length windows that lined the furthest wall- the natural lighting was something out of a dream. The couches were plush and charcoal colored, an array of throw pillows lining them. There were white furry rugs and marble accents and gold lining to everything. The color scheme you were obsessed with.

“Tony oh my god! I love it!” You squeak. How had he gotten your tastes so well? “This is why pepper started following all my Pinterest boards huh?”

“We wanted it to feel like your own place. There’s a bed room and a bathroom back down that hall”

You turn to him, your bottom lip jutting out.

“Don’t cry!” He protests and you sniffle dramatically.

“I just- I can’t believe you had the time to do all of this. Thank you so so so so much, Tino. I love it. Best graduation gift ever”

He’d always spoiled you, a fact that you weren’t ignorant to but this… It almost felt like too much.

“I’m just happy you’re staying here. I think NYU and the internship will be really good for you. And Pepper needs someone to talk wedding plans with cause she’s staring to make my ears bleed with that shit-”

“And you want to keep an eye on me while I withdrawal?” You guess, saying what he hadn’t.

The atmosphere in the room seems to suddenly shift.

He chomps his teeth together with an audible snap and nods.

“We don’t know the entirety of side effects from coming off that drug so yes. I want you here while you do it. Even though I still don’t think it’s the best idea” Tony uses that parental voice you hate on you and you sigh and walk over to one of the Windows. Staring down bustling streets below you.

“I know, I don’t know if it’s the best idea either but somethings gotta’ give. I’m willing to try anything at this point…I don’t want to feel like this anymore” you whisper the last part.

Tony watches you, his arms folded over his chest as he deflates.

“Okay- just like I told you over the phone we’ll try it. Ween you off slowly. But if it gets too intense we’re starting them back up again”

I’m not gonna lose you too, is what he doesn’t say.

No matter how bad the idea of it scares you, you know it’s the best route. The only one you’ve got left.

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Dun dun dunnnnn. Y/N’s on drugs say what?! Trust me, it’s not what your thinking. Unless you’s a mind reader- then it’s exactly what your thinking. I’m thinking? We’re thinking?😂

Ps. My laptops acting super wonky so the tags should be up later! I promise I’ve got you guys lol! And continue to ask if you want to be tagged in upcoming parts.

https://xgminigypsy.tumblr.com/post/166595772104/naive-part-2 PART TWO

https://xgminigypsy.tumblr.com/post/166629591854/naive-part-3 PART THREE

https://xgminigypsy.tumblr.com/post/166664664834/naive-part-4 PART FOUR

https://xgminigypsy.tumblr.com/post/166703266654/naive-part-5 PART FIVE

[willelbyers]

"i love you" byeler #13 in a letter?

Thank you for the prompt, anon! Sorry for the wait, I hope this is what you had in mind. It’s a future-fic, taking place… fourteen years in the future, ten after their senior year of high school. The full work is written out under the cut!

The first time Will confessed, it had been a blur to Mike: just a tangle of words stumbling out of his best friend’s mouth as they stood in the shadows of Dustin’s twenty-eighth birthday party. It had left him reeling, unable to form a coherent response. Before he could say a single word, Will had blanched, shaken his head robotically, and run.

That was two months ago.

Now, he found himself in his small apartment, on his bed, in the room Christina had stripped bare.

“Here,” she said sharply, appearing out of nowhere. She shoved a thick, sealed envelope into his hands, making sure their hands never touched. “Mail.”

“Tina,” he sighed. “Can’t we… I don’t know, be civil about this?”

“You’re queer, Michael,” she replied, cold tone never faltering. “And I can’t believe you—”

“Well, sorry for being honest,” Mike interrupted, keeping his tone pleasant. “And I never said you had to leave. We could have made it work.”

She just scoffed, moving swiftly across the room and stopping in the doorway. “I’ll be out by nine tonight.” Then she was gone.

Mike’s posture slumped the minute he heard the front door slam. “Good riddance,” he muttered to himself, inspecting the envelope. He frowned, recognizing the return address as that of the police station in Hawkins, Indiana. Tearing it open, he pulled three things out: a silvery square, a sloppily folded typed letter, and a bundle of crumpled papers with a single one neat and crisp on top, rubber banded together. He looked at the silver one first:

Hawkins High School invites you to the 10th anniversary reunion! A lot of smaller print was typed below, but Mike didn’t bother reading it. He’d get back to it later.

The poorly folded letter came next and he grinned, the very first line giving the sender’s identity away by addressing him as “kid”. Only Steve did that. The type was surprisingly neat, tell-tale signs of Wite-Out cleaning up the errors.

Hey kid,

So I’m sending this from the police station because… well, I don’t really know why, but Chief made me do it, since he’s my boss, and Joyce made me do it, and did you know El is here and told me to, as well? Said something about sending the big bundle of letters because Will had to tell you something which is what that whole mess is. Don’t ask me, I don’t know.

Anyway, El also made sure to give me the reunion invite to give to you. Sounds like fun, you should go. (She told me to say that, too, but I guess it’s true.) Yeah. I don’t know the point of this, but I guess if you come back for a visit I’ll see you soon! Until then, be safe, kid.

-Steve

P.S. I talked to Nancy the other day, she said she’d call you soon.

P.P.S. El just punched me and told me to remind you about Will’s letters. This better be worth it.

Right. Will’s letters. Mike’s heart rate leapt unsteadily just thinking about what could be in them. Hands trembling slightly, he pulled the rubber bands off of the stack and let the papers spill out across his bed. The first of the crumpled notes—all of which appeared to have been pressed back into a nearly flat appearance—just had three words.

Mike, I’m sorry.

The furious scribbles over Will’s neat handwriting made Mike’s heart hurt, but he reached for the next

Mike, I tried to plan this but I couldn’t, because I

and the next

Mike, I think I have to just say

and the next

Mike, it’s Will, and I’m in love with you.

It kept going on and on, building until a wheeze physically burst from Mike’s lungs, out through his mouth. Then the mound of letters was gone, and the cleanly folded one was the only one left.

Dear Mike,

I’m sorry I ran away that night. I was scared—I’m still scared—because I don’t know how you’ll react. There’s really only one thing I can say, and that would be that I am completely in love with you. I think I have been for a while.

Do you remember the senior prom? God, that was ten years ago, but it feels like yesterday. I went with El, and you went with Max because Lucas was sick. Dustin ended going with… Jennifer Hayes, didn’t he? Obviously, it all shaped up to be a very friend-prom evening, but after the four of us got back to my house, where we were all staying over, the two of us went on a walk. It wasn’t cloudy, and I can even remember how the moon looked, shining on your face. I still have the drawing, if you want it. But that might have been the night I fell in love with you.

Or it was the year before, when we went to the quarry, just us two, and tried to make it beautiful because it didn’t deserve to be ugly just because of the past. Or it was in sophomore year, when you punched Troy right in the face for yelling those awful things about me in the halls. Or it was the Snowball in eighth grade, when you went with El and I ended up dancing with that girl I don’t even remember and all I could look at was you. Or it was when you showed up to my house when the Mind Flayer had me and you took my hand and listened to me and talked and told me that I was going to make it through. Or it was after I got rescued, when you ran into my hospital room and hugged me before any of the others could. Or when you taught me how to play Dungeons and Dragons, and told me I was wise.

Or maybe it was when you asked me to be your friend on the swings in kindergarten.

I don’t know. All I know is that I love you, and if this is a bad thing then I’m sorry. I’ll be at the Hawkins High reunion. If you want to keep an eye out for me.

Sincerely,

Love,

Will

Oh, god. Oh, god. Mike had to…

Mike had to see him.

Urgently, he checked the date on the invitation, eyes widening when he saw the date was for just two days in the future.

“I’m crazy,” he muttered to himself as he jumped to his feet, grabbing his carry-on bag and throwing a haphazard cacophony of clothing and toiletries inside. He glanced at the letters, fanning out across his bed, as he raced through his bare apartment. “He’s crazy.” He stopped suddenly, a smile spreading over his face. “But I guess that means we both are.”

Then he continued to pack his bags for home.

I hope everyone enjoyed! As always, you can find my Ao3 here, and feel free to leave a comment (or even another prompt in my inbox)! Anon, I hope you like this. Thanks for reading, everyone!