#anyway tech rant over look at the Guy!!

[cicada-candy]

If you're still doing art asks. A smidgen of your pacific rim Johnny? O-O

Prepare thyself for battle... ✨️In style✨️

This has given me a Mighty Need to draw more pacrim stuff,,,, hmm

[buckyshoneybunny]

Their Babydoll

WinterWidow + Shy!Stark!Curvy!reader 

Summary- Bucky and Natasha take a liking to the shy designer. 

W.C.- 2212 

Warnings- Smut, fluff, cursing, unprotected sex, oral (fem, reader), cum eating, let me know if I missed anything. 

A/N- I hope you guys like! Sorry if the smut sucks, I was tired lol. I know these fics are usually Bucky x Reader x Steve but I would want Nat more. Anyway I already have an idea for a new series and it includes Biker Bucky! Not proof read, all mistakes are mine. Hope you enjoy it my lovelies!  

Masterlist 

“Please Uncle Tony!” You beg for the hundredth time.  

“No,” he says, not even looking up from the device he was tweaking.  

“But-” 

“No,” he interrupts you.  

You stick your bottom lip out and give your best puppy eyes. It would always work when you were younger. Now though? 

“No”  

You groan and cross your arms. You smile to yourself. “You know, Aunt Pepper has been wondering what happened to her-” 

“Okay! Okay,” he sighs and pushes the protective glasses further up his nose as he looks at you. “There’s no need to bring Pepper into this.” 

You giggle and lean your hip against the table he’s working at. “You always were afraid of Aunt Pepper.” 

“I’m not afraid of her,” he huffs. “I just happen to have a healthy amount of respect for her.”  

“You’re afraid of her, Tony,” Bruce pipes up from across the lab.  

You giggle as Tony sends you and Bruce a glare.  

“Why do you even want to use the holographic interfaces?” Tony asks. 

“Because it would make designing floor plans so much easier! Using your tech would help me with the critical parts of my job.”  

“But you don’t even know how to use them.” 

“You could teach me.” 

“But I don’t hav-” He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “Fine,” he huffs.  

You squeal and hug him. “Thank you, Uncle Tony!”  

He pats your arm, “Yeah yeah.” 

Most people didn’t know Tony had a sister; hell no one knew he actually had any siblings until you showed up with your stuff one rainy day. 

Freshly 19 and ready to make a name for yourself in the world of Interior Design, you’d moved to New York thinking this was the best place to do so. 

Your mother, Tony’s younger sister only by a few years, called to express her worry of you moving there and being alone.  

So, Tony being the ever so giving person he is, and a few not-so-subtle threats from your mother, told you that you could stay at the Avengers Tower. You were furious, ranting about how you wanted to make it on your own and didn’t need any help. But when he mentioned you’d get to meet and spend time with the Avengers, you quickly got over it. 

You were so excited to meet the Avengers, you’d always had a major crush on Bucky. You even wrote a paper about him for your history class in the 6th grade. His sparkling steel blue eyes taking you captive. You wanted nothing more than to run your fingers through his shoulder length brown hair, hoping it’s as soft as it looks. And you can’t forget those full, pink lips that could make a gal melt like butter on hot asphalt.  

But he was taken, by your second favorite Avenger, Natasha Romanoff. You definitely had a girl crush on her. She was so strong and skilled, every womans idol. She was the reason you tried and failed at learning how to fight. So what if you were thicker than the other girls? Yeah okay, you had thick thighs, a pudgy, soft stomach and flabby arms, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t learn some moves like the other girls. To be fair though, that instructor was a womanizer. 

He said, and I quote, that you’d ‘never make it anywhere in life looking like that’. Boy did you prove him wrong. You were one of the best Interior Designers in New York, you had a special touch that other designers didn’t have. And you loved your job, you loved bringing peoples dreams to life and seeing the joy on their face.  

You enjoyed it, but it wasn’t always easy. The meticulous planning, writing up contracts, getting a crew for certain aspects in and out on time could be grueling at times, but seeing the looks on your client’s faces when they’d see the finished product was always worth it.  

You had been worried when you first got to the Tower, worried the other Avengers wouldn’t like you. It was all for nothing though because they absolutely loved you, you were a part of their dysfunctional family now and they had no plans of letting you go. Everyone had really taken a liking to you, especially Bucky and Natasha. 

When you introduced yourself to them with your cheeks flushed, hands nervously fidgeting behind your back, and your shy little voice, it made Natasha want to wrap her arms around you and protect you from the world.  

But, on the other hand, seeing your long thick thighs on display, juicy ass just barely covered by the shorts you wore, and your tank top that hugged your curves just right made her’s and Bucky’s mouths water. That body paired with your shy, innocent demeanor made them want to swallow you whole. 

They had been happy just the two of them, rekindling their love once they both were free. They never thought about having someone else in their relationship, never wanted anyone else, until you.  

One knowing look and desire fill conversation later they knew they had to have you. They just had to be careful so they wouldn’t scare you away, and make sure Tony didn’t find out and do something crazy. He was very protective of you. 

So, the next couple of years were spent with heated looks, lingering touches, and subtle hints thrown at you that you never seem to catch. They were tired of this game of chase, frustrated and on a level of horny so high that they couldn’t fuck down no matter how hard they tried. Bucky was this close to fucking up against the closest wall, Natasha not far behind. But they’d soon get what they longed for.  

You studied your reflection in the mirror again. The thin strapped, black dress that stopped mid-thigh, and had a slit going up your left thigh, hugged your body perfectly. You wouldn’t normally wear something so revealing but Wanda said this dress was perfect.  

She’d said you’d definitely be getting fucked tonight. She may or may not have read Bucky and Natasha’s minds and knew this dress would make them lose it.  

Tonight was Sam’s birthday party, although his birthday wasn’t for two more days, he’d be in Louisiana visiting his sister so Steve wanted to throw him a party before he left.  

Making sure your curls were perfect, you sprayed on some perfume and put some black heels on and headed down to the floor the party was being held at. 

Natasha and Bucky were sat at the bar area, formulating a plan on how to make you theirs. Natasha wore an off the shoulder, floor length, blood red dress that fit her just right, with matching lipstick and heels.  

Bucky had a tailor-made, black suit that showed his defined muscles. His face clean-shaven, displaying his sharp jaw and his hair tied back in that low, sexy bun he’s always sporting.  

Natasha was the first to see you, choking on her drink as she takes you in, causing Bucky to follow her line of sight. His cock rock hard instantly. She bit her lip and one shared glance; they knew tonight was the night and they had just the plan to do it. 

You lock eyes with Natasha and she beckons you over.  

“Look at you, firefly,” she grins and you blush.  

Bucky whistles and looks you up and down. “You’d give poor old Steve a heart attack in that dress, doll. You look amazing.”  

“You think so?” You shyly ask. 

“Definitely,” Natasha adds.  

You do begrudgingly do a shot with them after the persisted you do at least one to help loosen you up, even though they knew you didn’t like alcohol. They didn’t leave your side the rest of the night, not that you minded, you loved being the center of their attention. They were waiting for the perfect moment to sneak you away, that moment came after the cake and presents, everyone having gone back to drinking and dancing.  

Natasha loops her arm with yours. “So, firefly,” she smirks. “Me and Bucky were thinking of changing up our room, think you could help us?” There a devious sparkle in her eyes that you miss. 

Your eyes light up. “Yes!” You smile.  

They lead you away from the party and up to their room. Once inside Bucky locks the door. You look around as Natasha comes up behind you and puts her hands on your waist. She runs her nose up the side of your neck, taking in the scent of your perfume. You freeze. 

“Nat?” You ask on a shaky whisper.  

“Yes, firefly?” She nibbles on your ear, causing you to shudder. 

Bucky stands in front of you and cups your face, tilting your head to make you look at him. His lips inches from yours. Your follow-up question gets stuck in your throat. 

“Do you know,” Bucky starts, leaning forward to nudge his nose with yours. 

“How long we’ve been waiting for you?” Natasha finishes, kissing your shoulder. 

“What?” You ask through the already forming fog in your brain. 

“We want you, firefly. Will you let us have you?” She slides her hands up to just under your boobs, waiting for your consent. You whimper and nod. 

“Words doll,” Bucky says. 

“Yes,” you whisper breathlessly.  

Bucky smashes his lips to yours as Natasha cups your boobs, squeezing them. You moan and grab Bucky’s forearms.  

He steps back and takes his suit jacket off, instructing Nat to take your dress off. She slowly unzips the dress and pushes the straps off your shoulders. It gets bunched around your middle, you blush, insecurities sneaking up on you. She just pushes it the rest of the way down. 

Your hands itch to cover yourself but stop when Bucky lets out a deep groan. He whispers a fuck and reaches down to squeeze his throbbing cock. You let out a whine. 

“Get on the bed and spread those gorgeous thighs, doll,” he rasps. His eyes black with lust. Your bra and panties come off and you get on the bed, laying on your back and shyly spreading your thighs.  

Natasha moans. “Look at her Buck.” He hums and pushes the straps of her dress off her shoulder, revealing she had nothing on underneath. He groans and kisses her; she unbuttons his shirt. You whine, more slick coming out and coating your folds. They break apart and grin. 

While Bucky finishes taking his clothes off, Natasha comes beside you and starts to play with your breasts, pinching and tugging your nipples causing you to moan. Bucky, now naked, kneels between your legs, taking in the sight of your soaked pussy.  

“Already so wet and we’ve hardly touched you babydoll,” he taunts. You whine, the feeling of his hot breath causing you to shudder. 

“Don’t tease her Buck,” Natasha says as she takes one of your nipples into her mouth.  

She nips lightly at the bud as Bucky presses his tongue to your clit, you let out a high-pitched moan and grip his hair. As she teases your nipples, Bucky eats you out like a starved man, mumbling out how good you taste in between slurps and gasps of breath. 

Bucky can’t handle it anymore and stands up before you can cum. “I gotta be in you, doll, fuck.” He gets in between your legs and lines his leaking tip up with your entrance.  

He slowly slides in and your eyes roll back. He gives you a second once he bottoms out, letting you adjust. Natasha rubs your clit as he starts to move. 

“How does she feel?” She asks 

“S’fucking good, so tight, shit” He groans and pounds into you. 

Natasha oscillates between making out with you and sucking you breasts and leaving hickies. She keeps rubbing your clit. You grip the sheets, panting and moaning. Bucky angles his thrusts just right and you scream as he hits that spot inside of you that causes you to see stars. 

“I-I’m go-....gonna...” You can’t even finish your sentence. 

He speeds up his thrusts, “Cum, doll, soak my cock.” 

Your eyes roll back and your back arches as you squirt, soaking his balls, thighs, and the bed. His hips stutter as he cums unexpectedly, he rides out both of your highs, his cock not softening at all.  

Natasha motions for him to pull, when he does, she immediately gets between your legs and eats you out, moaning at the taste of your slick and Bucky’s cum. He groans and starts to fuck her. 

This goes on for hours, both of them pull orgasms out of you. By the end of it, you lay cuddle between them, exhausted. They say that they want you to be a part of their relationship, you agree, feeling like you’re dreaming. The two people you’ve had the biggest crush on actually wanted you to be with them, you couldn’t have been happier. 

When Tony finds out he whacks both Natasha and Bucky in the back of the head with a rolled-up newspaper. He also now carries a spray bottle with him for when y’all get a little too handsy.  

All in all you’re living your dream and you couldn’t be happier.

[yatzstar]

In the wake of The Bad Batch finale, I have some critical thoughts. If you don't want to read criticism, then please move on. I have a lot of issues with the writing in this show, which I might reserve for a different post, but after the finale this one stands out to me.

The handling of Tech's death.

When Tech died I wasn't that saddened by it. Almost every character in this show didn't get a character arc sans Crosshair, and Tech unfortunately was one of them. They got really close to doing something good with his conversation with Omega after Echo departed, but he died not very long after that. However, his death could have been a very motivating factor for the rest of the cast.

Except it wasn't.

We don't see Crosshair's reaction to evidently being told by Omega. We don't see Omega struggling with it. We don't see Wrecker and Hunter struggling without him, or Echo's reaction. When he's mentioned they woefully look at the table for half a second then move on. Mayday got more of an emotional tribute than him, and while Mayday is integral to Crosshair's arc (though I posit it could have been much different had the writing been good and logical from season one) why do we not see them mourning for their brother?

I thought surely one of the clone operatives would be him, because if he was, then not lingering on the grief makes sense. Hemlock had the goggles that he handed over to taunt them, then these crazy brainwashed clones become a threat. We spend a lot of time with CX-2 specifically and his actions, with several parallels that mirror what Tech went through in previous seasons. Say what you will about subverting expectations, but I like it when parallels are set up then delivered upon.

But no, all the clone operatives are red herrings, nobodies, supposedly. Tech is really dead for the sake of...what, exactly? He saved them on Eriadu but we don't see them struggling with that at all. No one becomes better or changes because he dies. They hardly acknowledge him at all, and not only does that reflect poorly on Tech's sacrifice, it reflects poorly on the rest of the cast. It makes them look like a bunch of jerks who didn't care about their brother (which they kind of already were with Crosshair but that's a different rant). Why they set up the CX guy as such a parallel then didn't deliver is downright bad writing, and I am salty about it. Tech wasn't even my favorite, but he's retroactively becoming more endeared to me through What Could Have Been.

Anyway, I know I'm not the only one who feels this way. I've read posts from @thecoffeelorian and @apocalyp-tech-a that sum up how I feel overall. This show had the potential to be so, so good and it ended up being mediocre at best. Only Crosshair really moved beyond the trope he embodied at the start, and Tech had the potential to, but they cut that short and not in a good or meaningful way.

I will be writing a fix-it after I finish my current "Tech is CX" fic because I'm that salty. I hope future Star Wars shows can manage to do something good and rise beyond the unfortunate writing choices.

P.S. Jimmi Simpson as Hemlock was a highlight. I will always stan Mary Lightly iykyk

[samgirl98]

Forgotten Demon Twin 7/?

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“So, does that mean you can get us that sweet, sweet new Wayne tech,” Tucker asked.

Sam hit him in the back of his head.

“Ow, what was that for?”

“Thanks, Sam.”

“No problem,” she said.

“Betrayal from my only two friends!”

The three teens were in Sam’s basement/entertainment room. Danny had just finished giving them an unabridged version of his family’s history. Barring a few things. Like the fact that Bruce Wayne was Batman and his kids were the other Gotham heroes.

“So, what now,” Sam asked. She still couldn’t believe it. Danny was raised by assassins! She wanted to be disgusted; she couldn’t condone any life-taking, but she was also aware enough that it wasn’t Danny’s fault.

Besides, he has stopped, and he was a hero now.

“Now, I tell my parents the whole truth about Phantom.”

Sam and Tucker stared at each other.

“Are you sure, dude,” Tucker asked.

“Yeah, what if they don’t accept it and attack you?”

Danny shrugged, “They took it just fine when they found out during the whole reality gauntlet fiasco.”

“Yeah, but that was then; this is now. Danny, you just told them a cult raised you. There’s only so much you can dump on people before they break. Especially parents. Why can’t you accept me for who I am, mom?”

Sam was breathing hard at the end of her little rant.

“Okay,” Danny drawled, “Your parents aren’t my parents, Sam. I would have to tell them eventually. I might as well get it over with.”

“Are you going to tell them about the Ghost King thing, too,” Tucker asked.

“I’m not the Ghost King yet,” Danny said. Tucker rolled his eyes, “Fine, crowned prince.”

“Yeah, I am,” Danny said. For it to work, he had to be fully honest with his parents about Phantom and everything it entailed.

Sam and Tucker looked at each other.

“If you’re sure,” Sam said, “Just know we will always be here for you.”

“Yeah, dude, the three of us are a team.”

“Thanks guys.”

The three friends sat in silence for a while.

“So, are you really not going to ask for that sweet new Wayne tech?”

“Seriously, Tucker?”

“Boo,” a pillow hit Tucker in the face.

“Hey! A guy should be allowed to ask.”

____

Vlad Masters sat in his office listening in to the three friends.

He was glad he had the foresight to bug more than the Fenton’s home. (Daniel always found the bugs, anyway.) What he had just learned had him reeling. Daniel wasn’t Maddie and Jack’s biological son. Not only that but that buffoon Bruce Wayne was Daniel’s father.

What’s more, Daniel had been raised by assassins.

This changed things. He got up and looked out the window.

Daniel was a valuable asset just for being a half-ghost like him. But now, he was not only the crowned prince of the Infinite Realms, but he was also the biological son of Bruce Wayne. If he could get Daniel on his side, Vlad would have more power than he could have thought possible. Daniel would be his son, and Maddie would be his.

It was time to scheme.

____

Damian got out of the car and left as soon as they got to the hotel room. Bruce was glad he had called Dick to meet them in front. His eldest followed Damian, even if it was from a distance.

Bruce sighed. He had no idea what to do. How do you deal with a long-lost child forgotten by his mother and brother? A child who had been abandoned by the only family he had ever known? A child who Bruce had no knowledge of?

“God, I wish you were here, Alfred.”

As he exited the car, he could’ve sworn he heard the older man speak, “I’m still here, Master Bruce. Always.”

He turned and saw an empty car.

The city must be getting to him.

____

Tim had not slept since he got to Amity Park. Now that the firewalls were gone, he had done research.

What he found disturbed him.

“Duke, come here for a moment,” the newest member of the family walked up.

“Tim, you should really sleep.”

Tim took a gulp of his energy drink, “Read this.”

Noticing her brothers’ tense posture, Cass came up to read whatever had caught their attention.

“That can’t be right,” she said, “that violates the Protection Meta Act.”

“Well, it’s there and it exists.”

The Anti-Ecto Act laws were laws that carried out government-approved genocide. They allowed ecto-entities to be hunted down, studied, and exterminated without prejudice. Not only that, but the way the laws were written allowed for any ectocontaminated human to be classified as an ectoentity and stripped of all rights.

How had the Justice League missed this?

“Bruce is going to be pissed,” Duke said.

“Our new baby brother is in danger,” Cass stated.

Tim kept the tab on the Anti-Ecto Act open and took notes to present to Bruce. He was also able to find fights between Phantom and other ghosts. The kid mostly fought in the air.

Tim took more notes of every power Phantom showed. The list was extensive. He whistled when the kid gave a well-placed kick to a vampire-looking ghost. Tim could easily see the League training. It was easy to notice when you knew what to look for.

He found blogs of teenagers praising the teenager and articles claiming that he was as big a menace as the ghosts he fought. Over the years, though, it seemed that the perspective had shifted on Phantom.

He cataloged the shift after Amity Park had been sucked into an alternate dimension and Phantom had helped save the city.

There were more articles.

Phantom Saves the City from an Eternal Sleep.

Phantom Stop Giant Plant Ghost from Eating Amity Parkers.

The more he read, the more Tim learned. The more he worried for his new brother. He was different from Damian. There were no articles of decapitated people or people stabbed by a sword. Danny didn’t seem to be as violent as Damian had been.

It made sense. Talia and the League didn’t truly raise him. He had had a chance of a semi-normal life.

Tim also looked into the other hero, the Red Huntress.

She seemed more like a ghost hunter than a hero to Time. She shot any and all ghosts. There was an interview of her saying that all ghosts deserved to be exterminated. Yikes.

There was a knock on the door. It was the secret knock Bruce had taught them. Cass opened the door.

“Hey, Bruce,” Tim looked up and saw the weariness on Bruce’s shoulders. The guy must really be going through it. It made Tim feel a bit bad for what he was about to show Bruce, but the man deserved, no, he needed to know what was going on in Amity Park.

“Tim. Found anything?”

“Oh, I found plenty. You might as well get comfortable. This is going to be long.”

So, I'm better from Covid, which means I'll start working again. I won't update as often as I did the past few days but I'll try to update at least once a week.

I hope you liked this chapter.

[crow-hoards-things]

The Bad Batch Series Finale

FULL DISCLOSURE: This is a vent post. I’m angry and hurt. After I get this out of my system I’ll be more open to discussing the positives of the episode.

Warnings: Ranting, Spoilers

Hooo boy. Okay. I am… less than satisfied?

Quick rundown since I haven’t posted much of anything Bad Batch related: Tech is my favorite Batch member, immediately followed by Crosshair. I’m also a HUGE Republic Commando Nerd (read all the books, played the game, despised Bad Batch as a whole initially because I felt the commandos were being unfairly ignored, can sing + translate Vode An, etc.) and Scorch was my favorite Delta. The Bad Batch grew on me shortly after Season 1 finished up, and I immediately latched onto Tech when I began watching. He’s the reason I watched the first two seasons. (Crosshair + delusions about Tech were the combined force behind watching the final season)

NOW, onto my actual thoughts on the episode, in no semblance of order because my brain is still trying to process, Ft. Cry count:

• Wish Tech was here. He would’ve loved the Zillo being freed.

• “‘Cause I’d do the same thing” no you wouldn’t. Fives would’ve. The you I fell in love with would’ve yelled at Fives about it being a terrible idea and then promptly gone along with it anyway. That said it was a really cute moment and I loved his nonchalant little “come on” afterwards.

• C: “Echo or Omega?” W&H: “Omega” THEY KNOW THEIR GIRL SO WELL

• When Hemlock went to get the operatives I got excited thinking maybe, just maybe we’d get Tech back.

• CROSSHAIR LOST HIS FREAKING HAND!?!? WHAT THE HECK!?! I will never stop being salty about this. He’s been through enough. [Near Tears]

• Rampart sucks

• Nala Se got to blow stuff up and I appreciate that even if I don’t really like her

• I’m glad Wrecker’s okay. He had me scared for a bit. Hunter, conversely, never really did? He’s Omega’s Dad, he had to survive.

• Did anybody else see that one operative whose helmet seemingly had goggles built into it? We had a lingering shot on his helmet for a few seconds and they looked like a red version of Tech’s goggles.

• SCORCH IS DEAD AND YOU’D BETTER BELIEVE I’M MAD ABOUT IT! [First shedding of tears]

• HECK YEAH, HEMLOCK IS DEAD!!! [Tears of relief combined with grief over Scorch]

• I’m so glad Omega hugged Crosshair first. I fully expected her to just run to Hunter, and Crosshair needed that hug.

• Echo’s goodbye was disrespectful. 0/10. He’s family and they don’t even care that he’s leaving???

• SOMEONE IS MISSING FROM OUR NICE LITTLE GROUP SHOT!

• I never really got super invested in the dynamic between Omega and Hunter, but the ending between them was cute I guess.

• We were robbed. We could’ve gotten Crosshair and Wrecker as old men and we were robbed.

• Tech is dead. Like, seriously, really and truly, dead. As a delusional “Tech’s alive guys, trust me” fan, it feels like he just died all over again. I’ll talk more about this later because I’m not over it. [Que sob-fest]

alright, circling back around to my main gripes, in order of appearance:

#1. Scorch.

I hate how they handled him. At first when he showed up I got super excited. That was my boy! In the Bad Batch show!! He’s making an appearance!!! Maybe they’ll do something with the Delta boys!!

Even as the episodes went on and I started to suspect where his path was leading, I consistently would go “Scorch!!! <3” every episode, because that is my boy and I love him dearly.

The levels of offended I am on Scorch’s behalf are not within my ability to express with words. The complete and utter disrespect he was shown over his time on the show is appalling. Why bring him in if you’re going to drain him of all his personality, make him have zero plot relevance, and then murder him?! They could easily have made a new clone for that, as seen by the number of operatives who exist and got 0.5 minutes of screen time.

But no. They brought in a beloved character with 10 seconds of canonical screen time prior, stripped him of everything that made him lovable, didn’t even have him DO ANYTHING, and then murdered him. It feels like a spit in the face and a kick to the gut all at once.

I will mourn. I’ve already cried and I’ll probably cry again. But right now I’m angry and I think Scorch deserves to have people be angry about how he was treated.

#2. Tech

Yes. I admit to having been a “trust me guys, Tech’s alive” person. I will also admit that at the end of episode 13 I wanted him to stay dead because I had zero faith they could satisfactorily bring him back.

My gripe is not with him staying dead. Yes, it feels like losing him all over again. Yes, I will mourn him again. Yes. That sucks. It’s not what’s making me mad.

What makes me mad is how his death was handled.

• It served ZERO purpose narratively other than to up the stakes and make us worry about whether anyone else would die (Spoiler alert: They didn’t. Tech was the only one who died) • Nobody mourned him. No one seemed affected by his death at all. No one cared. I don’t care what anyone says, that will NEVER be okay. • The first actual mention of Tech *dying* was in the finale. Sure, we’ve had name drops and goggle appearances, but actually talking about what happened? One line. One. Freaking. Line.

I feel like I’ve been slapped in the face, you know? He deserved better and so did we. He was a part of that family and they couldn’t even be bothered to address the responses to his death. He was beloved by many of us and they couldn’t even respect him or his fans enough to treat his death like something to be mourned.

That’s wrong, no matter how you look at it.

[feyres-divorce-lawyer]

um anyways so my brother is watching *shudder* fate and made the grave mistake of calling it a good show within my presence (honestly did he learn nothing from shadow and bone🙄) so of course i had to follow him around the apartment for seven minutes and rant about the gross, grotesque even, disservice netflix did to winx club.

first off, the world. what the fuck happened to magix? netflix what did you do to my house?! the best appeal to winx club was fairies and magic existing in a technologically advanced world that is usually almost always found in sci-fi. magix having flying cars and hover bikes and phones that make earth tech look ancient (thx tecna), and fucking laser guns subverted bloom’s expectations! she thought she would see dragons and wands and wizards because that’s what fairy tales consist of on earth AND IT MAKES SENSE BECAUSE EARTH’S MAGIC WAS DEPLETED BY THE WIZARDS OF THE BLACK CIRCLE AND FAIRY TALES WOULD REMAIN THE SAME WHILE THE REST OF THE DIMENSIONS ADVANCED! they took away magix for some harry potter, dark aesthetic vibe FOR WHAT!? where’s the color! where’s the joy, the whimsy?! bloom had fun when the girls took her around magix because it wasn’t what she expecteeedddd! the otherworld (how creative😒) is just like every other run of the mill magical world with dark secrets, cold stone castles, and mind-numbing rigidity. alfea was blue and pink and bright, and ya killed her for some hogwarts copycat, thx a lot.

next up, the most heinous crime in my opinion, bloom and stella’s relationship. ooooh i’m bout to tweak in this bitch. i watched the show’s like first 3 eps and remember nothing but bloom and stella’s relationship is not at all the same. they’re the best friends ok. the best friends. bloom saved stella from knot, she transformed for the first time thinking she was saving stella’s ring from the trix, stella was the one who introduced her to everything. they’re each other’s defenders. stella helped bloom when she was struggling becoming domino’s princess. if bloom committed murder via arson stella’s helping her hide the body. and what did netfucks do to this beautiful friendship? made them adversaries over a guy😐 sky of all ppl, that bland blonde, “mr. i’ll pursue a relationship with a girl that knows nothing about intergalactic politics and won’t know i’m engaged” ALSO keeping on track with their “change things that subvert expecations” netflix made stella into the exact type of character winx did not. this popular princess, fairy of the sun, is a mean bitchy girl? oh who would’ve thought, no one saw that coming. netflix you owe me compensation

NEXT! um where are my magical girl transformations😐 winx club the magical girl show, with magical girl transformations and banger music (harmonix has the best song fight me). what is this hand waving magic in civillian clothes nonsense. GIVE BLOOM HER SPARKLY BLUE CROP TOP AND GOLD WINGS NEOWWWW. glad the show is cancelled now tho cuz i don’t wanna see how they would’ve butchered enchantix

NEXT! the trix. oh my favorite witches. why why whyyyy would they make all three of them into one person and then apparently (according to my brother he’s terrible at describing shows tho so idk) SHE BECOMES GOOD? NO! the trix are meant to foil the winx. how neither group gives up but one fight to save the world while the other fights to destroy it. how both groups are sisters if not in blood. icy darcy and stormy did not serve cunt in season one to get meshed into some frankensteinian mess because netflix wanted to reboot a beloved kid’s show and then took way all the things that made it beloved😐

and finally, valtor. yes valtor or baltor depending on which version you grew up with. um what they did to him. who the fuck is sebastian and why is he in a baseball cap. valtor terrorized the world in a purple coat and luscious hair that he maintains with his carefully curated 22 step routine. he would NOT wear plain bland clothes with a baseball cap. BLASPHEMY!

anyways, yea netflix i hope you’re haunted by the dragon flame

[ladyzirkonia]

The Bad Batch Modern Tattoo Shop AU

Hello my friends. Here comes a short fic inspired by this wonderful piece of art from @cloned-eyes. Because I felt the urge to write something about these beautiful tattooed guys.

Characters: Tech and Crosshair (tattoo shop owner), OC

word count: 1.245

warnings: none, just Cross smoking and being a little bitch, mention of injury/prosthetics?

For all of you non German speaking folks:

Die Ärzte - Schrei nach Liebe (with English Lyrics)

Alligatoah - Meine Hoe (with English Lyrics)

Stupid cow - dumme Kuh (common German insult for a woman)

two meters - 6'56 feet

Two tall, lanky, tattooed men walk down a street. The sun was shining and there was a scent of various flowering trees in the air, spring had finally begun, but as so often in recent years, it was far too warm for the current season. The streets were full of people who more or less rushed past the men - after work hour - but there was one or two who couldn't help but stare at the two men for a moment, no surprise, they were both about two meters tall and tattooed from top to bottom. Moreover, the grey-haired one of the two stared at every single person who dared to look at him with such a sinister death stare that they could easily walk through the crowd without even being bumped into.

''Hey, wait a minute Tech, I have to answer this.'' The gray-haired man murmured to the bespectacled man next to him. The two moved to the edge of a corner of a building. Tech sighed slightly and put his hands in his pockets, he hated it when the streets were so crowded and preferred to stay in this crowd for as short a time as possible.

''What's going on Cross? Come on, you know I hate the crowds at this time of day. You can smoke later anyway.'' The one addressed as Cross just grumbled something after lighting a cigarette and started typing on his cell phone.

''It's Hunter. He says he's going to pick up Omega from school now.''

''Ask if we should bring kebabs.'' Tech said. However, Cross didn't get a chance to answer, because he was bumped into in such a way that his cell phone almost fell out of his hand. Thanks to his good reflexes, he just managed to catch it again and let out an angry snarl while he stood up to his full height and turned to the attacker. Or rather to the woman, who became even smaller than she actually already was at the sight of the man, her sunglasses had fallen off her nose on impact and she looked apologetically and somewhat embarrassed at the two men.

''Shit, watch where you're going, stupid cow.'' Cross ranted, while his brother grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back slightly, as if he was already afraid that the whole thing might escalate.

''Oh... sorry really, I'm so sorry, I was dreaming.''

The woman looks a bit startled as the tall tattooed man stared at her so angrily, but his brown-haired brother immediately raised a hand to calm the situation.

''It's alright, don't worry, he's just this angry all the time.''

The woman couldn't help but smile a little bit and bent down to pick up her sunglasses. She said with a shy sideways glance again towards Cross, to which she only received a snort.

''Sorry again. Sometimes my mind wanders off in a way that my friends are surprised that I haven't been run over by a car yet. Cool tattoos by the way. I used to be a fan of ''Die Ärzte'' when I was young. I don't like the new stuff as much anymore.'' She points to ''Die Ärzte'' sweaters with a smirk, but only earned an annoyed look.

''Oh yeah, and when was that supposed to be? When you were 10?'' He earns a sharp peck from his brother in response, but the woman facing him seemed to have regained her self-confidence.

''No, but I'll just take that as a compliment. And you?''She briefly examines him from top to bottom.

''Let me guess, your favorite song is ''Schrei nach Liebe''?'' She earned a chuckle in response from his other brother and an even angrier look from the gray-haired man who had his arms crossed in front of his chest.

''Too bad that tattoo on your face seems to be just irony, a smile might do you some favors.''

''You'd better watch what you say Freckles, you don't want to accidentally end up in front of a car after all!'' Cross blew the smoke of his cigarette in her face and Tech was forced to intervene one more time.

''Hey, stop that.'' Tech smiles apologetically at the woman.

''Sorry, he's in a particularly bad mood today, just ignore him.'' The woman returns the smile and can't help but take a closer look at this brother's face.

''Really bold with your face tattoos. And you like Goethe, huh?'' She points to Tech's forehead and tilts her head.

''How about ''Alligatoah'' then, if you prefer it a little deeper and more society-critical. I'm Kitty, by the way.'' She points to her flashy T-shirt that says ''Meine Hoe'' on it. Tech just frowns a bit in response and says without hiding any irony in his voice while Cross just looks at her with a slight sneer and withholds any comment.

''Obviously. I'm Tech... and this is Cross. But if you like the tattoos, we have a tattoo studio close by, the 99, feel free to come by.'' His words were interrupted by a slightly snarky laugh from Cross.

''Sure thing, have you taken a look at that girl. She won't last five minutes.'' The woman just returned his challenging look with a roll of her eyes.

''Don't YOU worry about that, sicko. I deal with pain similar to a male heart attack every month, I'll be fine. So I'll see you around.'' She winks at Tech, ignoring Cross quite as best she can, then turns to disappear around the next corner. Tech turns back to Cross, who has put another cigarette in his mouth.

''I like her. But would you mind telling me what's going on with you today? You're even more insufferable than you usually are.'' Cross just snorts and lights his cigarette.

''Just don't get on my nerves, all of you. First that weird guy today at the shop and now this girl here.'' Tech just raises an eyebrow at his words.

''What happened? I can't let you out of my sight for five minutes.'' Cross just shrugs his shoulders lightly before drawing his cigarette away like there's no tomorrow.

''During your lunch break, some retarded guy came in and really pissed me off. He was acting up, I'm telling you.'' Tech just gives his brother a snide look and starts lecturing him.

''I've told you a thousand times, that's ableistic to use that term.'' Cross just grumbles and flicks his cigarette stub away.

''You should have seen that guy, like he got hit by a train with all his prosthetics. He definitely needed therapy.'' Tech just sighed lightly and muttered.

''He's not the only one. So what did Hunter say, kebab?'' Cross just shakes his head grimly in response.

''No, they're going grocery shopping. He said the kid needs to eat something properly for a change.'' Cross rolls his eyes slightly and nudges his brother in the side.

''Come on let's go.'' Tech shrugs his shoulders and follows his brother back into the crowd.

[camerawhoisalsocam]

I just finished the crossover. Spoilers. This is a half baked rant filled review from both a RWBY critic and a life long DC fan.

This animation was wonky even for rwby, there wasnt any fights choreography that stuck out to me and I just finished watching this like an hour ago. Like it was so boring my mind was just not intaking anything that could stand out. Even V5 and V9 had some good fights, and both of those volumes got huge budgets cuts because of some other project being released at the time (genlock and this crossover)

The dialogue was just such a mess. And the voice acting oy vey this was rough. Rwby usually has great VA work from the main's at RT, the funimation crew, and a boat load of others. This just felt so off, like the cast was just asleep. Did the voice director just give up like a minute in?

This story was such a mess too! I know combining 2 seperate universes is always tough I wont lie, but converting DC characters with too many varying powers, Supermans multiple powers, wonder womans godly gear, Batmans Bat-everything, Flash' speed force, Cyborgs various tech, Jess' rings many capabilities, and Vixen's animal powered necklace, its all too much to convert to 4 set abilities. Semblance, Dust, Faunus additions, and Rwbys "its also a gun" weaponry isn't enough to fit what I listed off above. Just send the rwby characters to the DC universe.

And side note, just use the teen titans. No power scaling argument needed, their strong but not stronger than the league and are still stronger than the RWBY verse. Imagine Ren and any Robin understanding one another about being orphans, or any Robin and Weiss getting some development about their rich dads. Blake and Damian can get along over their troubled past, or even Starfire and Blake since their the minorities (Tamaranian and faunus) of their teams, or Raven and Blake being goth baddies! Superboy and Yang, anger issues, Yang and Cyborg, learning to live with disabilities. Imagine the chaos of Nora and Wally west and Beastboy. Hell you could even substitute the Jessica plot with Raven struggling with her powers. Theres so much more potential here!

And jesus they did not handle the rwby characters any better. They were all so full of themselves and acting high and mighty comared to the experienced hero's. I'd argue that its cuz the league isnt all there and cant remember everything. But RWBYJNR dont remember anything either! Their all in the same boat so why are rwby treating like the league hasnt fought worse threats, as mentioned Brainiac(an alien with 12th level intellect) and Vandall Savage (an immortal from the caveman times) and while im at it why is a guy thats running a breaking and very obvious simulation a such a big deal anyway?

Shipping, oh damn right im going here. I dont wanna see it, No Superman x Ruby, no Batman x Weiss, no Wonder Woman x Blake x Yang, no Jessica x Jaune, no Cyborg x Nora x Ren. NO! NONONONO we arent doing this. Did we not learn how problematic Starco was? Did RT not learn from Ryan Haywood that grown adults and teenagers shouldn't go together? Seriously im starting to think RT has a problem, I know thats an understatement but at this point im calling it a prediction.

Alright time to speed run these individual character issues

•Batman's arc on staying on Remnant was dumb. Gotham is his soul purpose, and he doesn't need powers. He has never needed them, he's always been able to overcome and keep up with these gods with his wit, skill, and tech.

•Yeah Weiss was just Batman's sidekick. She felt so disconnected from the plot I thought I was looking at V4-5 Blake. Plus why was she so persistent on keeping Batman in Remnant? Was her daddy kink that bad, is she just into older men who are trapped as teenagers? Gross.

•Superman and Ruby's arcs were weak. Ruby leader arc was just so lame, like her significant leader moment was just "sneak jessica and jaune away for a sneak attack" jesus that was lame. And Superman didn't have an arc really, his semblance unlocking, leadership, and blame for getting trapped was all super undercooked.

•The Wonderwoman, Yang, and Blake dynamic was so forgettable. Like I genuinely couldn't remember that arc, was it like a warrior thing right? And were they like... flirting? Really? NEXT!

•Oh god go back to the other one! Not the Ren x Nora x Cyborg love corner, couldnt they have done something else with these guys? This is just sad. Shame on you RT

•Oh yay, Jaune mourns over Pyrrha again. This is after V6 right, so did we have to focus on Pyrrha being desd again? Like come on let her rest, even DBZ doesn't bring up Krillin death as much. I do admit, Jaune helping Jess out was nice, their interactions were sweet.

•I did like Jess' anxiety arc, I think it was handled very tastefully and was a great way to write her character. She's too fucking adorable, her VA was one of the good one's. This actually gave her some great spotlight that we dont see much of besides DC superhero girls

•And I actually liked Vixen, design was fine and the voice was good, even if her power was heavily underutilized. But she was cool

•Barry what did they do to you? Oh Barry no! Why did they flash and make him so... nothing!? He looks like Bart and Wally mixed together. And he's the twist villian? Why didn't the technology based supervillian yake over the technology based hero!? Barry was so boring, I knew he was gonna be a side character but bro why make him the boring twist villian?

•Killg%re. Oh fuck if im not using the percentage thing im not censoring it this crossover makes me too angry to follow the rules. So boring. He calls himself so brilliant and smarter than Brainiac and Vandall savage yet his simulation was so easy to pick apart cuz the grimm, their freinds and family, their timezones, and even their own memories are so muddled anybody can pick apart this is a dream! His plan was so bad, stick the league in another dimension? Good so far. In a simulation, okay it can work. Turn them into teens so their hormones kick in? No, moronic, i hate it, I hate this! And look, out of every villian, why Killgore? The idea of a crossover is to grab your big guns and use their names to gather up your audience. If you wanted a lesser known villian who can alter reality go with BatMite, Mister Mxyzptlk, reverse flash, the Legion of Doom, or jesus anybody? Not somebody so forgettable that even KGBeast is more recognized than him.

Well atleast it's over... wait, part one?

NnnnoooOOOOOO-

[banditthewriter]

I’ve debated telling this story because of reasons but I had someone reach out about something similar so, here why not. 

TW: mention of past sexual assaults, not detailed. This story pertains to a gynecologist visit, nothing detailed either.

So! I went for a pap smear recently because after the last period that lasted fucking 5-6 weeks, I thought I should be seen. My current gynecologist is wonderful and I’d gotten a little message from her in the portal a few days beforehand saying she looked forward to seeing me. Confirmed appointment day before via text. Get to the office and the receptionist tells me that my gynecologist had to leave on an emergency and we had the option to either move my appointment to another doctor at the practice or reschedule. It’s nearly impossible for me to take time off right now so I said move to another doc. They put me on a doctor’s schedule, a doctor I hadn’t seen at this office, and I asked “is this doctor a woman?” and I was told yes.

Now to backtrack really quickly, I worked at a doctor’s office so I know how it goes when a doctor is pulled away by an emergency, professional or personal in nature. Sometimes it happens very quickly and they don’t have time to contact all of the appointments that are coming up so instead the patients find out when they arrived. I was understanding of this because 1) I’m an understanding human and 2) I’ve worked in a doctor’s office I know how it goes and I’m for sure not going to yell at the receptionist for something I know she has no control over ffs (sorry, past job rant almost derailed me lol). ANYWAY!

So I’m sitting in the office after talking to the nurse and getting the preliminary stuff out of the way, weight/BP/questions/etc. I’m not in the gown yet because usually the doctor comes in, talks to me, then tells me to get undressed and she’ll be right back. Since the nurse hadn’t said otherwise, I figured we were following the same flow. 

A guy pops his head in (without knocking) and says “oh, you should be in your gown for your exam.” I’m very confused and say “I’m waiting for Dr So and So.” He says “I know, you need to get in the gown. I’ll be right back.”

Now I’m starting to get this feeling that there was a miscommunication somewhere. I get into the gown and climb on the table and wait. Guy opens the door again (without knocking...again) and comes over. He has my chart in his hands. He reads it quickly and then looks at me.

“I’m Dr So and So. Let me get the nurse and we will start with the exam.”

My feeling was sadly correct. I am not happy about this. I try to interrupt while he opens the door and ushers a nurse in. Tech is not the same one that did my prelim and she looks very harried and unsure. He starts grabbing his gloves and the stuff. At this point I snap my legs together, sit up fully, and say “No, this isn’t going to happen today.”

The doc gets an attitude and says “you came here, you are on my schedule, we are doing the appointment.”

No. Actually hell no. “It is notated in my chart that I cannot have a male doctor so no, actually, we are not doing this appointment. The receptionist told me you were a woman and that’s the only reason I’m on your schedule. I would like you to leave so that I can get dressed and leave.”

“It’s notated that you are a sexual assault victim and request a woman doctor but it also says you’re married so you’re probably accustomed to having a guy down there by now. Don’t you want to find out if something is wrong?” I’m seeing red but then this clown compounds it by saying “If you leave, you’ll have to pay for a cancelled appointment.”

At this point I wrap the robe around myself, go over to the door and swing it open and almost literally yell out “someone get this doctor out of this room so that I can change and leave right this instant” which of course gets a lot of attention. Other doctors come over, nurses, and a few patients who were in their rooms or in the hallway are now watching as Doc Douche leaves while mumbling under his breath. The tech is almost in tears as she apologizes to me. I slam the door, get dressed, and storm past everyone to go to the checkout desk. The receptionist is white as a sheet and apologizes, she’s new and she got the doctors mixed up. I tell her I understand things happen but she really needs to be careful. Then the other person there says the doctor handed them my chart and I owe the $200 cancellation fee. I say that I need to speak to their patient advocate because after the shitshow that just happened in the room, I’m not paying a damn cent. 

Fast forward through telling the story to the advocate who seems...like she doesn’t really believe me tbh. I tell her to get the tech in there, describe her and say she seems new. They bring in the tech who is still crying who backs me up. The advocate looks disgusted but not at me as she tells me to wait and leaves the room. Comes back with my chart which has the cancellation fee marked out. She gets it notated that I’m to only see a woman doctor if my usual doctor is unavailable, I made sure the receptionist wouldn’t get in trouble, and she took detailed notations against the doctor. 

I don’t know what will come from all of this. I still haven’t actually seen the doctor for what was going on because I haven’t had the chance to take the time off and I’m back on my period again. Needless to say, my next appointment I’m either going to have Chaotic Neutral or The Twin with me because fuck this, I’m tired of people not taking women’s voices seriously and I will use my “scary man” privilege to make sure I don’t have to go through this shit again.

Okay. I’m done ranting. I hate doctors.

[heyclickadee]

Aaaaaaaannnd it looks like my inevitable biennial Darkwing Duck phase just hit. Apologies in advance. I am probably going to be annoying.

So! Darkly Dawns the Duck:

1. Who do I have to kill to get the original opening scene back in with the rest of the episode? Like. That little action sequence is a perfect way to introduce the character and the show. Almost everything you need to know is right there. Darkwing is a mildly bumbling adrenaline junkie who’s just barely good enough at his “job” to get things done. Also, it’s a cartoon; the violence is made up and the injuries don’t matter. Unless they do.

2. Almost everything you need to know. The rest of everything you need to is in the very next scene where Darkwing is hamming it up, handing glossies to a cop, and lamenting the fact that he spent all afternoon ironing is cape now that there’s nary a reporter in sight.

3. Darkwing narrates his life and monologues to himself. He’s such a tool. I love it.

4. Listen, I’m aware that Tad Stones is very much a Silver Age comics guy, and that this cartoon is completely uninterested in explaining how, exactly, Darkwing pays for, you know, all his very expensive equipment (besides moonlighting as a freelance SHUSH agent from time to time), because it’s just not that kind of show, but I’m interested. (Honestly, the more ridiculous the explanation, the better.)

5. How long did it take Darkwing to put together everything for the breakfast routine? I mean, it’s not as though he has a life outside of being Darkwing, so I guess he’d have time. But still.

6. I always forget Tim Curry is in this. Taurus Bulba is slightly less funny and unhinged than you’re typical Darkwing villain, but he’s honestly half of what makes this intro episode work. He’s a little more serious, so the stakes feel a little higher.

7. Aaaaand Darkwing’s still monologuing to himself. As he does.

8. The fourth wall is paper thin.

9. “Clever of me to use my spine to break my fall.” — Tech Badbatch, probably.

10. More (less?) seriously, last time I hit the inevitable biennial Darkwing Duck phase, I kept trying to find a Darkwing Duck podcast to listen to, and I kept getting frustrated, because the hosts kept talking about this show the same way they would about, say, Batman: The Animated Series or Young Justice. Yes, they’re all animated, yes, they’re all about superheroes, and yes, they all stretch physical reality to some extent, but Darkwing Duck exists in an entirely different genre than the other two. Heck, it’s even in a slightly different genre than the original DuckTales series.

It’s a cartoon—a cartoon grounded by an emotional center in the relationship between Gosalyn and Darkwing—but a cartoon along the lines of the old Looney Tunes shorts nonetheless. Like. No, Darkwing doesn’t have secret superpowers. He gets anvils dumped on his head until he gets over himself every episode because it’s funny. The laws of physics as well as any danger of real physical harm coming to the characters is dependent entirely on the emotional needs of the scene at hand, and the emotional needs of the scene at hand tend to be rooted in comedy. Same goes for continuity. I may or may not be a hypocrite about this at times.

11. So I just hit the part where Darkwing and Launchpad meet and good lord, Darkwing really is a jerk and Launchpad really is a golden retriever.

12. I love how Bulba just casually mentions that his henchmen murdered Gosalyn’s grandpa.

13. Speaking of Gosalyn….

14. Man, I love Gosalyn. I love that she’s kind of a “problem”, that she tends to act out, that she’s a handful, and that she’s clearly upset by having been told that she’s a problem by the adults in her life (by the ones at the orphanage, anyway). She’s an outgoing but clearly lonely kid, and one of the very few kids from any shows from this era that actually feels like a kid.

15. Okay, yeah, I know I just went on a rant about cartoons, but adult me panics every time I watch the part where Gos realizes that Hammerhead is there to kidnap her.

16. Just an observation, but Darkwing is way more…I don’t know, personable with Gosalyn once they get back to his hideout than he was with Launchpad in that earlier scene. He’s still self aggrandizing and sarcastic, but he’s not nearly as caustic. (For now.) I’m honestly not sure he knows how to talk to other adults in a “normal” way when he’s doing the Darkwing thing, which is more or less all the time.

17. Aaaaand I’m reading too much into it now. Back to the funny.

18. I paused and now I can’t breathe

Look at this idiot.

19. I love that Taurus Bulba just happens to have an airship shaped like his face. In prison. Just because.

20. Photos taken moments before disaster

21. “You should have seatbelts, too!” Blink twice if the S&P department is making you say that, Gos.

22. That said, it is actually really sweet that Darkwing does end up taking the helmet Gos found when he rides off a few scenes later. (

23. Little girl blue 🥹

24. Okay but WHY did Dr. Waddlemeyer make a Simon Says the control panel for his levitation ray?

25. Man, Darkwing is such an insecure jackass.

26. Listen to the kid, my dude.

27. See? That’s what you get! (Darkwing really deserves the dressing down Bulba gives him in this scene. Also: Does he make funny accordion noises when he gets squished like that?)

28. Why do I get the feeling that if this episode came out today and was a Star War that people would be complaining about how hard it was for Bulba’s hitmen to catch a ten year old?

29. Honestly, I love how they thread the needle of Gosalyn being perfectly capable of handling herself and yet still being a kid who may eventually need help if the problem gets too big.

30. Oh, the jail scene. I’m still annoyed that the most unhinged part of Darkwing’s monologue is missing (the episodes on the DVDs and streaming and elsewhere that I’ve found are the ones that ran in syndication. And, for Darkly Dawns the Duck, that means it was cut in two and chopped up to fit in the syndication time slot, so there are a few scenes missing. The ones I miss most are the opening and part of the jail monologue), but what’s left is still probably the most honest thing Darkwing says about himself the whole show. There’s something about him that’s just. Deeply maladjusted. And it’s great. I love it. 10/10, no notes.

31. Nope, got serious again. Time for Launchpad to bring the funny.

32. Launchpad made a damn stealth plane shaped like Darkwing’s head. Just because.

33. Ah yes, the tried and true Darkwing method of combat: throwing yourself bodily at the enemy and shouting nonsense.

34. I always somehow forget that Bulba just decides he’s gonna murder a kid for kicks. He’s got the code by that point, he doesn’t need her anymore, and he doesn’t need to twist Darkwing’s arm to get anything. He’s just gonna kill Gosalyn. It’s just child murder time. And it feels like Gosalyn’s in danger because, again, the rules of physics apply depending on the emotional needs of the scene.

35. “Mom was right. I should have been a dental hygienist.” That is such a random line and I kind of love it.

36. Sorry to being this back around the The Bad Batch because, again, this show is a completely different genre of animated show, but Gosalyn’s little, “He couldn’t be…,” when she sees the ramrod destroy the top of that skyscraper and take Bulba and Darkwing with it reminded my of the fact that when a child protagonist in a show for children says something like that about a semi or fully parental figure thought to be dead, they’re almost always right. No, I will not let this go. This hiatus is so long.

37. This orphanage director really is just. The worst. “Oh, sorry you won’t through a traumatic life changing experience kid, don’t understand why you’re too upset to talk to anyone today. Your loss I guess.” Like seriously.

38. Yes! The pink shirt and the sweater vest.

39. Darkwing is so aggressively dweeby. 10/10, no notes. Again.

40. I mean, okay, his name’s Drake Mallard, sure, and that’s how he’s introducing himself to the orphanage director here, but. Like. I like both versions, but OG Darkwing is Darwing first, and Drake Mallard second. DT17 Darkwing is Drake Mallard first, and Darkwing second. If that makes sense.

41. Okay, so, I understand that OG Darkwing and Launchpad are sort of the Kirk and Spock of the Disney Afternoon, but I don’t really ship them. I just don’t get the vibe (again, from the OG versions—DT17 versions have a different vibe). That said, I do kind of love the idea that there’s nothing going on between them but that everyone who knows both of them just assumes that they’re a gay couple raising their daughter, and they both know it and are fine with people thinking that.

42. This isn’t how adoption works but it’s okay it’s a cartoon and it’s very sweet.

[constantstateofpain]

for the character list thing I wanna see you do Jay!!

EHEHEHEHE

favorite thing about them:

idk even as a kid i loved him 😭😭

i think i just really kin him. but we’re not going into that.

he’s just always so fun on screen, i love seeing him a little dumbass <3

least favorite thing about them:

skybound …

okay imma be fr. i loved skybound as a kid and still have so much fun watching it during rewatches.

however!!

JAY HAD TO STOP OH MY GOD. like nya said no!! like jay, ilysm but a no is a no!!

also like i love skybound but god i could rant ab that too 😭😭

favorite line:

god he has so many good lines. hmmm i think that one interaction with cole in s5 is so funny.

“why’d you touch the scary painting, JAY”

“because i didn’t know it would do that, COLE”

or like that one in s7 “lefty, righty, nice to meet you. DO BETTER-“

there’s way more but these are the ones that come to mind right away.

brOTP:

him with zane or him with nya!! jay and zane, they’re just so silly when they’re on screen together i love them!! him and nya took bc really they’re both techs and ngl it was a missed opportunity not having them bond over their love of inventing. ik they had to fade out his tech thing bc they were too many of them on the team but shh idc!!

OTP:

bruise!! idk they’ve always given off couple vibes to me. like an old married couple who gets divorced every week but still ends up back together. i love their interactions. i also think mudshock is cool, although in a very specific circumstance. like jay is dating cole and nya but latter two aren’t dating each other. i just don’t know, cole x nya just didn’t do it for me. also i just hc cole as gay so-

anyway-

nOTP:

i think im okay with any ship as long as like they’re not like problematic yk? ( jay x lloyd, something inc3st, etc).

like if you give a ship and they have little interaction, i’ll be like “okayy, can i have an explanation of your vision” and that’s pretty much it.

random headcanon:

he fidgets a lot but he also chews on things. LIKE ALL THE TIME.

he asked lloyd if he could borrow a pencil once while he was working on a blueprint for smth and well … lloyd had funeral for the pencil afterwards 🫡

unpopular opinion:

god idk?? i don’t know a whole ab what opinions are popular ab him LMAO. uhmm. guess i’ll give another hc then?

jay is absolutely trans masc (he/they/zap)

they want to dress more fem bc it seems so fun but they’re worried ab dysphoria and passing. nya is his number one hype man 😎

song i associate with them:

yes, that is three songs, your point is? the first two are purely off of vibes. ik odoriko has smth to do with dancing so yk. i’ll have to look up an english translation later. yeah the second is also just really off of vibes and the last one gives skybound angst 😔

i have entire playlist for him, i could go on and ON.

favorite picture of them:

such a silly guy

[peachmusesa]

@suck-my-tomato / continued.

“Where are we going again?” Sasuke questioned from the bathroom as he was fixing up the final touches to his look, music ringing loud throughout Karin’s home from all the speakers she had set up. It was either about to be their typical night at a club or he was about to follow her to work for her one shift. Either way, it was always a good time. Upon exiting the bathroom, Sasuke was greeted by absolutely no one in the main living space which gave him a clue that she went to her room to get ready. He was very familiar with the layout of her place, and felt rather comfortable helping himself to one of the White Claws from her fridge before heading to see what she was up to. 

“So…We still going out?” He asked casually as he opened the can, seeing that she was no longer getting ready but now just relaxing on her bed with her ‘going out’ hair and makeup done but her outfit still the pajamas she was in when he first got her. Her answer was not what he expected and the Uchiha arched a brow at it but then slowly started to nod his head in agreement. “Put that your name is like.. Jessica or something basic.” He plopped himself down on the bed next to her, sitting on the edge where he can continue to drink but still offer her some guidance. “Jessica. 26 years old, a vet tech or some shit.”

Watching her fill in the bio, he wondered how many girls he matched with were doing the same thing that she was doing now and if his own Tinder account had been laughed at like they were about to do. That was a concern for another day though. “Your photos are too good to use, lets just google someone else’s.” He chimed in the second he saw her going to her camera roll.

" i dunno, " she says. she doesn't really feel like getting out and doing anything but she's half dressed anyways. she swings into the kitchen on the way into her room to grab a bottle of wine (red, always red wine), before moving towards her bedroom while he fixes himself up in the bathroom. not that he really had too, he was pretty as it is, the bastard that he was. she wished she looked as good as him without effort. he enters, and she glances up at him and swings a leg over hers, before she pats the bed space next to her and proposes her idea. " or we could do like karen. like with an 'e' instead of an 'i'. it's not the same but like -- " her hand waves in the air, " it's a generic white name. " she inputs the data - switching out the jessica for karen. puts herself down as a nurse -- guys love nurses. it's the costume. granted - she's not a nurse technically, but well this is a fake tinder profile anyways. " aw you think i'm hot, sasuke? that's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me. let me get it on recording next time to shove into sui's face. ohmygod what if we find suigetsu on here. the bastard i bet we will. " while she rants about him -- she does as he says and googles 'random white girl' into google. " should i go for blonde or brunette? what do guys like better ? "

[chibi-pix]

Chip should have been in VLD!

Did I make a post of this before? I don’t remember. But I’m back on this mountain and screaming it from the top.

Look. I love Matt. Don’t get me wrong, he’s adorkable. But Pidge should have ALSO had Chip. Let her have all the brothers. One that motivates the twins to search, one that tries to be the common sense of his sister.  I know, I know. “But Chibi, Pidge is already smart.” You guys do remember in episode one of season one where she suggested they sneak in as med-techs? She is simultaneously the smartest there and the biggest dumbass. And I love that for her.  Undoubtedly? Chip would be much like her, but with slightly more common sense brought on by worrying about his sister. 

But, imagine, if you will.  Pidge is banned from Garrison property. But what if Chip isn’t? Chip could go in as a cadet and help his sister from the inside while Pidge is out and reading radio signals, going over data her brother sends, and perhaps even finding energy signals for Blue.  Now that would be interesting. 

On one hand, Pidge could be the desert cryptid by herself. Finding an old shack out there and hunkering down.  On the other hand, she could meet Keith out there and they become cryptid buddies, trying to figure out the truth and where their loved ones art.  It could be played with Keith still in the Garrison, booted out, or even looking Galran and raised with the Blade and bringing Shiro back.  So many options. 

While Katie’s off being the desert cryptid, Chip would be acting as his teams tech specialist and actually befriending Hunk and Lance. However, he hasn’t forgotten his mission, he’s still sneaking data to his sister. 

Anyway, so much could have come of VLD having twins. They could have been the ultimate tag team. So much sass, shenanigans, you name it. Enemies thinking they have the green paladin? It’s actually her twin. Chip helping out in the castle working with the defenses to assist in battle; he would be Coran’s little buddy as our favourite space uncle teaches him all he knows.  The probabilities are limitless.  And there are many variations of twins running through my mind. 

So, I’ll say it again.  VLD really should have given us twins. Chip shouldn’t have just been relegated to being a robot cameo at the end. Let Pidge and Chip be siblings who adore their older brother and are ready to drag him back from space. Same for their father.  Same for their mother because I love AUs where they’re momentarily left orphaned after the Kerberos mission because Colleen would go with them.

Anyway, thanks for enduring my rant. Until next time!

[timeoverload]

This week was pretty bad. I have been up to my eyeballs in work. The busy season is starting, although it never really ended for me. I am always busy. Nothing that exciting has happened.

Today sucked so much. I had 31 cases and it was a shit show. The girl that helps me sometimes on Thursdays wasn't there so I did everything on my own. I was so hangry this morning and I really wanted breakfast. I told the morning team lead that I was hungry but he refused to help me. He was already in decontam and he was training the new guy. The new guy already knows how to do most things by himself so I don't know why the morning team lead had to stand there and micromanage everything he was doing. I don't know why he couldn't take 10 minutes to wash pans while he was already back there. I don't know why I wasted my time training him when he rarely helps me with anything. I helped him with priorities before my cases started but I guess that doesn't matter. I tell him I'm stressed and he doesn't care. I got frustrated around 9:15 and I just went and got food. I didn't care if I got behind at that point. I got back and I had 6 pans piled up. I was only gone for 10 minutes. The morning team lead decided to stay in decontam all morning and he took another person's shift. I think it's because he didn't want to train anymore, even though that's his job. He pushed off that responsibility on to other people who aren't certified or preceptors. They aren't getting paid to do that so it made me mad that he did that to them. He also wouldn't shut up or stop ranting about how he thinks the techs are morons. He is just so fucking mean to people for stupid reasons. I had to be stuck in the same room with him from 7am to 11:30. It's torture.

One of the doctors bought us lunch today. We got pizza which was cool. I was a little confused because they didn't ask us what kind we wanted. I wasn't thrilled about the options because I didn't like any of them. I don't want to sound ungrateful because I did appreciate them getting us food. I still had some anyway and it wasn't bad. I had to pick off the mushrooms. I guess I am picky and it's frustrating. I don't want to be like that. I have problems with certain textures and flavors. I am just glad I ate a lot today because I don't think I would have made it otherwise.

I didn't take a full lunch break because I had so much shit to do. The afternoon was very chaotic for everyone. The doctor that was working this morning started a specialty case at 11am and didn't get it done until 2pm. That is unusual for him because he's so fast most of the time. It did not go well and there were a lot of problems. It looked really bad so I really hope it was successful. They used so much stuff for that so I got even more behind. I didn't think I was going to get off on time since the doctor working in the afternoon had 8 cases and the last one was a specialty case. He does that every Thursday now and it drives me nuts because he takes forever. He uses so much stuff. I was happy that he got done at 4:30. I didn't get out of there until 5:15 but I guess it could have been worse.

I am glad I am home. I am so tired. It has been a long week. I think the only good thing that happened was that my dad was able to fix my car last night. It needed a new battery. I appreciate that he helps me with stuff like that.

I am still depressed, but I feel better than I did this morning. I know things will get better eventually. I don't want to keep saying that because I want it now. I'm going to try my best to be in a good mood this weekend.

I hope everyone else has a good weekend too. 💖💖💖

Maxwell, I'm not sure what you mean when you say you can't imagine a future with you in it. I know you will be in my future. I have had many visions and dreams over the years. I have had what I describe as "prophetic" dreams about you and a lot of them have come true already. I knew I was going to meet you since I was little. I don't know how to describe that but I remember it well. When I met you, I felt different than how I feel when I meet other people. I felt like I already knew you before. It was shocking. There is something supernatural about our connection. My dreams and visions have helped me navigate through this experience. I already know we are going to get married and have a family. I've seen us walking on the beach and in the mountains together. I have dreamed about holding your hand. I have seen you smiling and happy. I know it is going to happen. I'm not sure how but I know it will. I know this is real. I think that's what is keeping me going. I will continue to stay hopeful. I promise that everything is going to be ok. I don't want you to give up. I know you will be successful and overcome what you are going through. I am here for you whenever you are ready to talk. I love you.

💖💖💖

[delphictrip]

tl,dr: i had a mildly misogynistic encounter while working today and i'm gonna bitch about it, although I'm glad that this shit is rare enough that I can be astounded by it

Today I patronized a local supplies business. I walked up to the will call line, second in line. The first in line and the only person in the room at the moment was blocking the scanner for the lockers. I said "excuse me" twice at a pretty normal volume and was not acknowledged. I was annoyed, thought "fuckit" and just reached into his personal space and scanned the thing. Still didn't acknowledge me! Definitely wasn't hard of hearing judging based on the conversation he had with the guy in the warehouse afterwards. Ended up looking at me a grand total of twice, just about passing his eyes over me rather than a nod or anything. It was weird!

I went back to the station and ranted to my one female coworker about the encounter. She recounted that back in her day, that's how you EXPECTED to be treated by men ALL THE TIME. Told me about a time she was working on something for a customer, told him what was wrong with it, he turned and asked for her supervisor to tell him, the supervisor took her report, skimmed it, and handed it back and said "that's what's wrong with it. read her synopsis."

Generally I believe have an uncommon experience because I've been doing my job a few years and the people who depend on my experience and labor have been my colleagues for those years. So they know I know my shit, and they treat me with respect to my face at the very least. We also all know we have to get along for however long, 'cause I ain't going anywhere and neither are they. I'm just starting my career here and I do love it, and they're retiring here. It would be a different story if my customers were the general public. I do recall once when I was a lube tech doing a tire rotation and the vehicle's owner, a man, was in the shop (get out) trying to tell me I was rotating his tires wrong. Get the fuck out of my stall, asshat, I know what directional tread looks like and this ain't it.

i'm glad things have progressed so far that it is rare and appalling to me that a random man would disrespect me on basis of my gender. I live a charmed life as a woman in a blue collar field. 95% of the people I interact with are men, and they're almost always either a) respectful towards me on principle/professionalism/decorum/being raised with manners or b) I'm just one of the guys to them. Which is like, kind of pretty great. They might get weird if I came out and was openly queer, I kind of discovered that on accident when some guys were about to make some off color jokes about the local gay bar. So, all they really need to know is what they can see. The usual time sexism comes up in my line of work is when men who barely know me are trying to make a point that they aren't sexist and they tell me I can do whatever I want with my life and they tell me about the kickass female mechanics they know. "You can do it! You'd be good at it!" And that feels great. Right now I have other reasons for not pursing being a technician proper anymore.

Anyways, this turned into a much longer thing than I expected. In retrospect, the fact that being disrespected blew my mind is actually pretty awesome.

[monzabee]

OKAY TO PREFACE, YOU DO NOT HAVE TO RESPOND TO THIS!!! I JUST WANTED TO SHARE AND IT TURNED INTO A WHOLE RANT 😭😭😭

i recently got my friend into f1 and she SWEARS that i only got into watching it because me and my boyfriend are a f1 fanfic trope. (we’ve been together two years but i met him at my first ever job. i’ve been watching f1 since before i knew him). anyways, she says it’s the way we act on top of the obvious passenger princess X driver trope WHICH OKAY i am admittedly a horrible driver and so i think she’s onto something there and i thought it was funny so i wanted to tell a fellow f1 girlie.

SOOO my boyfriend is a master tech (a pro mechanic basically) and currently getting a degree in engineering. he can build a car from scratch, has worked with mercedes & audi & been offered jobs by literal luxury ass car brands that he had to turn down cause he’s doesn’t graduate for a couple more months. basically, he’s a car genius and hes not even 21 yet (subtle brag cause i’m his official hype woman). he wanted to get into racing as a kid but as he got older, felt like he was more interested in the building and fixing of cars then the actual racing, though he still LOVES racing himself it’s just not a career he wanted to pursue.

NOW OKAY, so he’s this amazing driver and builder car guy and when we met i didn’t even have a license and nobody trusted me enough with their car to practice cause im… not great. i have a habit of going way too fast but recklessly cause i have zero skills and also breaking way too hard. he actually took the time to teach me how to drive. 99% of the time i’m still a passenger princess and the 1% this man is gripping his fucking seat and giving me comments like (these are real ones too) “ooh don-annnnd you cut him off. okay. that’s fine,” “look that guy just flipped you off haha” “what? why?” “cause he had the right of way and you almost ran him over?” “BABE BABE BABE THIS IS ONLY AN EXIT” “WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME SOONER?” “I THOUGHT YOU KNEW” “WELL CLEARLY NOT!!?” and the same exact conversation about me hitting a curb and he ‘thought i would notice and correct my mistake’ (spoiler: i didn’t. i never notice. i am a menace to the streets and a public safety hazard behind the wheel). there’s so much more. i literally ran over his neighbors mailbox the same exact night that i accidentally drove over the middle part of a traffic circle. our texts ab me driving are so funny i wish i could screenshot and send them on anon. the best thing though is he always makes fun of me and gives me shit but when i tell you if i even do a smidgen of a thing good or like correctly name a car type or brand or a car part his whole attitude changes and now he’s my biggest supporter and suddenly i am a fucking car pro.

ANYWAYS, LET ME NOT GIVE HIM TOO MUCH CREDIT CAUSE HE WOULD CALL ME CORNY! so he IS the best person for car related shit BUT in every other aspect i am the go to. i gotta type out his professional emails and explain that you can in fact NOT put that type of plastic in the microwave. hes good at math, cars, video games, speaking more than one language, being strong, and knowing how to swim but I TAKE THE CAKE IN EVERYTHING ELSE!!!

👻👻👻

SORRY THIS IS SO LONG! YOU DONT GOTTA REPLY !!!

OKAY I READ THIS WHEN I WAS LITERALLY LEAVING MY HOUSE LAST NIGHT BUT I THINK WE MIGHT BE THE SAME PERSON😭 i've had my driver's licence for five years but i swear everytime i get behind the wheel i feel like i've forgotten how to drive so i do prefer to be just a passenger princess. SO I GET YOU AND THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH IT AND I THINK IT'S BETTER THAN BEING THE DRIVER😭

also you boyfriend is an engineering student?? MINE IS TOO😭 the things he talks to me sometimes i totally don't get it at all but it is so funny every time he tries to teach me something about engineering because my humanities brain cannot handle it😭

ANYWAY READING THIS LAST NIGHT MADE ME SO EXCITED AND IT WAS SO CUTE SO THANK YOU FOR MAKING MY NIGHT😭🩷