#defying the laws of political gravity

[brightlotusmoon]

None of this means Trump will win the presidency, or even that his full-throttle political style will help him over the next 10 months. U.S. presidential elections are notoriously unpredictable and Trump has profound political liabilities. In recent years, surveys have found that nearly half of Americans rank him among the worst presidents ever. He faces massive legal peril in four separate jurisdictions and will likely have to spend more time in a courtroom than on the campaign trail over the coming year. Millions of Americans recoil at the memory of his first term, the images of a mob in MAGA hats storming the Capitol. In November, he would need to win over skeptical voters—unlike the crowd of diehards who braved frigid sub-zero temperatures to help him claim a dominant victory Monday night.

“He's gonna do everything he says he’s gonna do,” says Tammy Hechart, a 52-year-old realtor from Ankeny, Iowa. “He's gonna fix the wall. He's gonna fix the economy. It's gonna be awesome.” Others called his victory a vindication for Trump and the MAGA movement. “It feels even sweeter that people think they can use the courts as a way to win elections,” says Natalie Blasingame, a retired teacher from Texas who traveled all the way to Iowa to see Trump, echoing his unsubstantiated claims that his indictments are designed to damage his political aspirations.

The margin of victory made it hard to see how and where his rivals were capable of unseating him. “How are they going to put a dent in him?” asked Kari Lake, the GOP Arizona Senate candidate. “Who?”

[castielsprostate]

the year is 2027. the political podium is lit up, cameras and journalists swamping the area. from the left side, misha collins descends up the stairs defying the laws of gravity, on the right side, taylor swift is carried up by three stans crawling on hands and knees. they stand before a banner "misha collins x taylor swift 2028", jensen ackles is hung up jesus style in front of it. misha and taylor announce, "we are straight"

jensen ackles is pelted with bricks

[9800sblog]

hybe tarot reading

the group members vs current legal matters

this reading was concluded in 20th May of 2024

bts

the magician reversed, 10 of pentacles, 6 of swords, page of wands

good business, it requires safety, protection, health, newjeans is such a big group and hybe is such an influential company, these issues and their solutions affect the entire world and generations to come. they're breaking old curses, that are helping all types of workers, they know what they're doing and it's likely been planned and/or expected. there's only so much they could do before, this is like britney spears waiting til the right time to expose herself, to try and change the entire justice system.

txt

the moon, the chariot reversed, 10 of cups, ace of swords, 9 of pentacles

a lot to show for, they're loving the consequences and how it influences them, but they're waiting for their own time to make their move. this is bringing very necessary change, in things the public isn't talking about (literally), the cards are diverse here, groups are having fun with them, they're so untouchable, it's a breath of fresh air for those involved, cracking jokes and seeing things for what they really are - not that frustrating situation that everybody's trying to get involved. this is probably the strongest/most powerful group at hybe.

enhypen

3 of pentacles reversed, queen of pentacles, 7 of swords, the devil reversed, ace of cups

it's probably a good day for hybe/kpop/enhypen, leave behind stupid laws they have to answer to and stay in their own lane, doing their own thing. they must have broken ties with people that underestimated them and held them back, hybe is finally getting authority over their art, instead of a law-forced hierarchy, everybody's working towards the same goals. these dudes love science.

illit

10 of wands reversed, 7 of wands, the high priestess, the sun, 6 of wands reversed

they trust those people with eyes closed, it's frustrating how people think it's because artists can't see what's happening, it's because they're strong as fuck.... they defend themselves when need be, and most of who they are is hidden, illit members are happy that people are starting to notice that public figures are bigger and smarter than they thought, somebody cracked the mirror of their reflections and they actually just don't care. you know how illit debut is clearly scientists that ran away from psychic wards and live in abandoned places, but people think it's just "innocent concept"? hm that's very true to real life. they're defying gravity running in isolated spaces, how is that similar to newjeans who's concept is just them and their culture?

le sserafim

8 of swords reversed, 5 of swords reversed, strength, strength, 3 of wands

I literally heard "so the plan is working! it was you, little devils!?" coming from the cartoon on the tv as I shuffled the cards (it's rugrats by the way, but I didn't catch which episode was playing), just like the lyrics in smart. very similar to enhypen, they're involved in a lot of meetings and planning, they're all protected by the things they did when they were kids and by family and friends, there's no need to worry about these groups as if the public knows their story because everyone dismisses that. public has been playing detective because they're bored, le sserafim is changing the industry, like they said, and kpop is part of government, so they're actually changing politics. they're all fine.

seventeen

death reversed, 2 of pentacles reversed, page of pentacles, 5 of cups reversed

again from the tv "alright, but you're gonna regret it! if these rats wanna come in, let's give them a ride they're never gonna forget" right after the death card fell reversed. why is nobody paying attention to seventeen? they're really fucking things up for those that try to control people/the masses, this is a BIG company in every sense of the word, there is not a single small talent here, people are getting involved, posting and talking without even looking, they're everywhere! they're probably here too kkkkkkk this is not a joke, the cards really indicate that, they have a passion for design, it seems, meaning they have a passion for shaping the way people perceive the world.

fromis_9

king of cups, 9 of wands, 7 of cups reversed, 5 of wands reversed, 3 of pentacles reversed

again, have yall forgotten about these groups? they're really screwing things up, this feud is nothing about pedophilia or 1 vs 1, it's about politics and laws, it's obvious.. they may have many licenses, come from lawyer families or be lawyers themselves (yes, members), they've also been untied to something that tried to control them, they're hiding in the shadows, but damn they really know what they're doing.

tws

ace of cups, 6 of cups reversed, 3 of cups reversed, 8 of pentacles, knight of pentacles

this is an adrenaline level legal feud, it's all to do with politics and science, just look at the cards. they may have been pushed to debut by governors that think people are numbers, but that's no issue to them, they're like musketeers. there's not much to say here, just they're fine, they're gonna solve this their own way and they could care less if the public will think they're bad people (much like hybe staff - min heejin and bang pd), they don't care about "they deserve an apology; they're victims", ruthless and they don't get tired.

I'm reminded of miroh by stray kids, uh oh by g idle.

boynextdoor

the lovers, knight of wands, the emperor, 6 of cups reversed, the magician

they have ancient culture involved in this, spirituality, witchcraft and things like that - I don't know how people see things like these on music videos and pretend they're not associated with those people, like how many idols have had tarot and oracle on their images, that's like red velvet's entire concept and please don't pretend aespa aren't scientists and nct aren't businessmen, like kpop is still happening in real life, it's not a psychedelic trip. these members are way more in control than people think, because they relate to physics laws.

newjeans

2 of swords, judgement, 4 of wands, 2 of cups, the devil

they're FINE, these are HUGE cards to have in a situation like this, OMG. the cards don't even need any explanation, like look at this combo, like if you have any doubts or worries, just watch newjeans music videos and listen to stray kids songs like this spread is so district 9 coded. "but I'm not gonna be the one to get hurt" [hurt - newjeans], "I'm going crazy, right?" [omg - newjeans] and "when you say I'm a dream, you don't even know my name, do ya?" [super shy - newjeans]

also, I found the strength card hidden under the 2 of cups LIKE-

like there's a reason why newjeans, le sserafim and txt are the ones public is paying most attention to, "don't forget the shoes I left behind, what more need I say?" [antifragile - le sserafim]

&team

4 of pentacles, 8 of wands, 7 of pentacles, the world

"remember how he was obsessive over clowns? oh he'll be fine!" from the tv as I shuffled the cards again. it's like if you don't know anything about laws, of course this whole situation sounds scary, simple, yet unsolvable, these people train for YEARS, and their resumes are huge.

[rayshippouuchiha]

I just had a dark BNHA fic idea that I will probably not do anything with. So I want to share with you and anyone who might want to adopt this plunny.

So Inko's Quirk is Small Object Attraction. It would be so easy to kill people with this. By either "natural causes" or "accidents".

She can pull on the blood vessels or arteries. She can pull on nerves, the brain stem, and she might be able to target portions of organs or the brain. She would be able to kill or cause severe medical problems easily.

I like to think that Inko learned how to control how her pulled objects come near her, so she should be able to pull things in a spiral. So she can unscrew things, like important support structures, car parts, parts of pulley systems. Maybe even trash that just so happens to make someone fall off a building or into traffic.

I can see this happening primarily in 2 time frames. Pre-Canon as an anti-hero or Post-Quirk Diagnosis when Inko is out of fucks to give. Maybe both.

Anti-hero Inko killing off or crippling assholes that get around the law, like... I was going to give a couple of examples, but Endeavor kept coming to mind. Child abuse, spousal abuse, probably marital rape, excessive injuries to villains and bystanders, excessive property damage. Whether it's because she sees that whoever is too scared or unable to leave, she can make it so the abuser can't physically do anything. Regardless of whether they are heroes, villains or everyday assholes who never get caught. I like to think she has a few political cases, too. Like if someone kept trying to implement horrible and disgusting laws or remove protections. Maybe she starts off small and makes it so they can't attend rallies or votes. If they work around it, I think she'd lose her tolerance for them and they may get their life privileges revoked.

And one of these brings her, or her deeds, to AfO's attention. If you like DfO, this could be what makes him think She's the One.

P.S. this actually came from a fic who's name I can't remember. Basically, Izu and AM are on the run from HPSC who thinks Izu is controlling AM. They have a mental connection that's kinda 1 brain 2 bodies with ghosts and classmates stuck in Izu's head for a while. Inko is visiting that Quirk Dr that said Izu was Quirkless since he's an acquaintance of her husband's for something important when this happens. The doc then learns that AfO's wife is terrifying and obeys her orders when Inko learns what's happening with Izu. Shigaraki is duly impressed.

If it's Post-Diagnosis, then maybe she starts off just giving the assholes bullying her baby bad luck then escalating for the adults who don't learn better.

Just thought of a BNHA KHR idea, too. Inko's Quirk can be agreed that gravity is involved, yes? I see tons of Sky Flame Izuku, but what about Earth Flames?

Earth Flames = Gravity Control. Enma and Tsuna looked so badass using Earth Flames. (It still makes me scream that Tsuna was able to use Enma's ring. Either for shipping purposes or for meta implications.) (Btw, Earth Flames and the Shimon Famiglia are from the manga.) Because if he got his "Quirk" when the Sludge villain attacked him, it could feasibly come in then. Since Flames require someone to defy death to accomplish a goal, this could work. Maybe Inko is aware of Flames and she and Izu can bond. Maybe she isn't but can still pass on her tricks when it comes to pulling things.

Anyways, Izu increasing gravity when Bakugo tries to attack him. Decreasing his own weight to move faster. Doing Moon jumps to get to places. Making things weigh less to free trapped people. Crushing things into diamonds. Making BLACK HOLES (This is Canon in KHR).

Izu and Ochako bonding over their powers. Izu and 13 bonding.

I'm running out of ideas at this point. Anyways, I've never seen Earth Flames Izuku before!

Oh all of this is fantastic and I swear I know that fic you're talking about

[optikes]

Rosemany Laing (1959-2024) Australian

1 The Flowering of the Strange Orchid (2017)  archival pigment print 103 x 203cm

2 brumby mound #5 (2003) C type photo 109.9 x 225cm

3 Aristide (2010)  C type photo  110 x 223cm

4 weather#9 (2006)  C Type photograph  129 x 205 cm

5 welcome to Australia (2004)  C Type photograph 110 x 224cm

6 flight research #5 (1999)   C Type photograph 107 x 240cm

A     tolarnogalleries.com

Rosemary Laing is a photo-based artist. Her projects are most often created in relation to cultural and/or historically resonant locations throughout Australia. With interventions undertaken in situ or through the use of choreographed performance work, she engages with the politics of place and contemporary culture.

B     Victoria Lynn

Laing has spent time researching the history of land and the notion of landscapes at length, and through multiple angles. This has included film, literature, and painting, and the belief systems of Indigenous people. “Laing asks us to think through our own relationship to these bodies of knowledge and our sense of belonging and displacement in these landscapes.

C     Rachel Kent

Eschewing digital means, Laing worked in situ to construct her dramatic tableaux, with performers from athletes to stuntwomen, and other collaborators.

D    artgallery.nsw.gov.au

In the 'flight research' series Laing photographed a woman wearing a bridal dress suspended in the air. In some works she hovers over an extensive mountainous landscape seeming to defy the laws of gravity. In others such as this image there is a poignant sense of impending disaster as the bride tips forward hands outstretched, seeming to anticipate her eventual contact with the earth. The bright cerulean blue of the sky and the white of the bride’s dress make a dramatic contrast and seem symbolic, the blue suggesting infinite space and traditionally the heavens and the white dress carrying the weight of virginity, innocence and purity.

Laing has created several series around flight and movement including 'brownwork' photographed at Sydney airport in which figures interact with planes and tarmac in unexpected ways. However the 'flight research' and 'Bulletproofglass' series are the most enigmatic with their subject matter of hovering brides. These surreal images echo the role the bride has had in popular culture - in films such as 'Muriels wedding' (1994) - and in high culture in such paintings as Arthur Boyd’s Brides series. The symbolism of the bride remains powerful in modern and contemporary culture and Laing participates with her own images which suggest both freedom and transcendence but also impending tragedy and disaster.

[artsymumof5]

Who’s Jesus? In Chemistry, He turned water into wine. In Biology, He was born without a normal conception. In Physics, He defied gravity by ascending to Heaven. In Economics, He disproved the law of diminishing return by feeding 5,000 with only 2 fish and 5 loaves of bread. In History, He has no beginning, no end. In Politics, He came to serve, not to be served. In Religion, He is GOD. Became man. Died and resurrected to open Heaven’s gate for us.

[teary-eyed-tiaras]

They're all gonna laugh at you part 2

Tw death, blood, bullying, abuse

The students gathered around Matt's corpse, unaware he had died just a few moments earlier, foolishly clinging to the hope he had actually just passed out.

A few grabbed his shoulders and tried to shake him awake, others snapped their fingers and yelled his name in hopes he would spring back to life.

Nothing came though, Matt remained a cold emotionless corpse, blood still gushing like a fountain from where the bucket had struck him.

Suddenly, the crowds attention broke from Matt, distracted by the loud bang of the big doors to the school yard being thrust open by an invisible force.

In the door way stood a familiar bloody figuire mostly cast in shadow, illuminated only by the fancy purple and blue prom lights reflecting off the mirror ball above, his normal nervous and polite smile twisted into a scorned frown. He trudged through the gymnasium, paying no attention to the baffled looks of his peers. They just stood there in dumbfounded silence at his presence as Jon stepped onto the stage with out a word.

Standing in the exact spot where the blood had been dumped, He shut his eyes tightly and like magic, flashes of pain and torment played on a loop in his minds eye. Twisted memories filled with agony, depression, lonliness, and spite polluted his thoughts and clouded his judgement. The bathroom, the bullying, the bucket, the blood that even now was dripping down his body and staining the floor. All of it, creating the perfect cocktail of rage.

He began to heavily breathe, the more memories played back in his head the more his anger bubbled like a broth in one of his papa's special iron pots. Voices that had they not come from his head he surely would have thought belonged to some one else started to play over top his memories. "They're all gonna laugh at you!" "Plug it up! Plug it up!" "Open your heart! Let jesus in!" "And Eve was weak!" "The curse of blood!" "Heaven hates a sinner!", the voices whirled around and blended together, layering on top of each other until Jon could barely even make out a word.

His eyes began to twitch and he felt an odd tingling sensation in his eyes, like the fizzing in a pop, but it oddly didn't hurt, in fact, it felt wonderful.

While Jon stood there seething with rage, the others on the stage had begun to step back every few seconds as Jon's silent rage became more and more apparent.

One of the students, Kim, audibly gasped and pointed at the ceiling. Right above Jon a pool of blood had formed, but it wasn't from some kind of leak or an accidental splash, somehow, the blood on Jon had stopped dripping down and began to drip upwards, defying all laws of gravity.

The kids whispered among themselves in panicked disbelief but Jon didn't care.

He was still stuck reliving all of his worst moments, the high lights of his miserable existence. He thought about Matt's untimely death, he thought about Tord's incessant bullying through out the years, The agonizing lonely night's he spent locked inside a prayer closet because he messed up a hymn, the complete unfairness of it all when Jon had tried nearly everything he could to be a good, kind, god fearing person yet still was given nothing but abuse in return. Sixteen years of abuse and torment, and for what crime? Standing out.

Jon screamed, a deep primal scream from the depths of his soul that pierced through the stunned silence of the crowd and made their blood run cold. Years later when recounting the events of the Black prom incident, survivors still found his scream impossible to describe and most of theme didn't even want to try. With the scream came an unstoppable force, stronger than a thousand men and lighter than air. It pushed all the students in front of Jon off the stage and into the crowd. Jon had finally hit the breaking point and there was no turning back.

Still in shock from the scream, everyone rushed towards the doors but Jon just forced them shot. One poor kid even tried to force his arm through to stop it but all that did was break his arm in half. It was a bit difficult to keep them all shut with the constant screaming distracting him and people pouding on the door but he eventually managed to stay focus. Head master Hargreaves desperately yelled for everyone to just stay calm and stay away from the doors but was drowned out among the sea of terrified teenagers. Bing poked his head out from behind a floor length curtain, holding the AV clubs video camera, recording the whole spectacle.

Jon could feel the presence of a camera somewhere in the room, and that just made him more angry. He stared at the lens and his eyes widened with recognition, recalling a boy in the locker room filming him with the exact same camera. Recognition and sadness soon turned fury, and with a simple gaze a crack began to crawl up the lens. The next thing Bing knew one of the refreshment tables was soaring through the air right towards him and before he could even scream the table slammed him against the wall, crushing him to death.

Jon looked at the shiny disco ball on the ceiling, he imagined the hollow center of the ball, picturing himself presssing on the inside of it with all of his strength until the ball combusted, sending glass shards every where, including the students faces.

Their teacher, Mark Desjarden, watched silently in the center of the room, too terrified to even say anything. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, innocent, tiny, jesus loving Jon White was killing fellow students and faculty members with out any hesitation. Mark tried to screech but felt the presence of something gripping his throat and hoisting him into the air. Mark looked at Jon with the pleading hopelessness of some one on death row but Jon remained perfectly still, his frown permanently locked in place and his eyes devoid of soul.

Against all odds though, there seemed to be a small spark of recognition for jon, much similar to the camera.

He remembered just how sweet Mark had been to him, he was the only person to ever consistently show him kindness in his life. He had stopped the attack in the locker room, encouraged Jon to come out of his shell, and even hugged him when he showed up at the dance. He was the closest thing to a ally Jon ever had.

So, in a brief moment of mercy, Jon threw Mark to the side of the room and shifted his focus to a fire hose in the corner, untwisting it very slowly. Water exploded out of the nozzle towards his class mates, ruining their clothes and hair and even rupturing one of the girls ear drums. Then like big pythons, wires came from the rafters, some of them wrapping themselves around the students feet and yanking them across the floor. A few more came down and ripped themselves in half, causing sparks to shoot out everywhere and descend on the helpless teens. The nozzle then turned towards the ground and created a massive puddle.

Mark laid on the gym floor, holding his newly sprained arm, confused as to why he would go through all that effort just to spray some kids and make a puddle before it finally dawned on him. Wires, water, electricity. Holy shit. "Everyone get off the floor!" Mark screamed, jumping onto a chair. Headmaster Hargeaves was immediatley electrocuted as well as around sixty other students who didn't hear Mark's screams among the chaos. Some of the students who did however pulled out the bleachers to run up and hopefully bust the windows to get out. Their plan soon proved to be fault though because upon stepping on the first row, the bleachers began to rumble and shake on their own, Opening and closing over and over again, swallowing and crushing students like they were the gnashing teeth of a giant monster. Things were not much better for the ones who made it to the top either, the constant rattling made it nearly impossible to stand and everyone either fell down to the bottom breaking something or fell in between the rows and were crushed.

Outside of the Gymnasium, Edd was pressed up the window watching everything, Hellucard saw him and screamed for his help right before falling and getting his legs chopped off by the closing rows. Edd was so startled it actually knocked him off the pile of boxes he was standing on to peak through the windows. Knees buckling from pain and clenching his newly broke wrist, a panicked Edd got up and ran to the first phonebox he saw to call for help. "999, what's your emergency?" "You have to help me! I'm at the Ewen prom and I-" Edd paused, unsure of what to say, if he tried to describe what he saw of course nobody would come. He could of been pranking them, Nobody would ever believe what he saw. "I don't know how to describe it but people are locked inside the gymnasium and i think i just saw the power go out and kids are screami..." Edd's word's trailed off.

The operater begged for more detail but edd heard something that rendered him speechless, the screams of the students transforming from ones of terror into pure agony. He then noticed a disntinct orangish glow illuminating his backside and spilling onto his shoulder. A horrified Edd slowly turned around, dropping the phone in shock, the entire Ewen high school Gym was now on set ablaze with five hundred people trapped inside.

Candles had been knocked over and lit the curtains on fire which eventually spread to everything else that was flamable. Jon had began to throw flaming objects at students, Laurel had even tried to take off her stilletos in an attempt to dodge them better but stumbled and caught the tip of her dress on fire. Jon found it quite humerous seeing her twirl around in it and flail her arms all about while she screeched at the top of her lungs. No wonder people picked on him so much, tormenting the weak and helpless was so much fun! Just barely dodging flames, Paul and Patryk attempted to hide under a table for cover but jon quickly spotted them and threw it against the wall. When they tried to stand up and run away he forcefully knocked them over onto their faces, and when they tried to get up he forced them to stay back down.

Suddenly, a door to one of the schools hallways swung open and a stampede of badly wounded and half dead prom goers raced for the door. Pushing and pulling on their class mates to get ahead, completely unaware that just below their feet, Patryk and Paul were being stomped on.

Their pleas for help and cries of pain went ignored, as they continued to have sharp high heels crush their spines and step on their throats until they were both dead on the floor. Jon walked back down the stage, carefully keeping the flames and electricty at bay with his powers. Larry had collapsed in jon's way by accident, unable to stand from the pain. Jon just slid him out of the way with all the carelessness you'd expect from some one sweeping up litter and continued on his way. By the time Jon had left the gym, you couldn't even tell if you were looking at a school or the deepest pit of hell.

The fire department soon arrived and Jon realized that although the school was burning, his job was not quite done yet. "They'll put out my fire" Jon thought "We can't let that happen". Steadying himself so he wouldn't let the adrenaline rush of revenge make him lose focus, he proceeded crush every fire hydrant on the block like they were tin cans. Jon was so proud of himself he didn't even notice the tears welling at in his eyes in between maniacal chuckles. For the first time in jon's life he felt free, then, he felt a familiar pair of judgemental eyes on him. He turned to see, Tord glancing back at him from the passenger side of Tom's car, eyes wide as saucers from pure cowardice as they sped down the street away from the massacre.

Jon furrowed his brow and frowned, still seething and unsatisfied from his rampage. He slowly walked after them, knocking down lamp posts and forming cracks on the pavement with every step.

This still wasn't over.

Not by a long shot...

[strawberryblacktea25]

Trojan War Musical Jukebox Musical?

***Copyright laws did not exist in antiquity for mythology so they don't exist for a retelling of it today as well***

Jokes aside, ok no imagine this - A retelling of one of the most well known stories, originally sang, reusing songs from previous musicals. Fascinating concept already. I would change the lyrics of some of the songs to make it fit better with the Trojan cycle.

Ok Ok Ok Helen right? Give her and Clytemnestra Defying Gravity. Helen/Elphaba and Clytemnestra/Glinda. Sung the moment Helen flees with Paris to Troy (bonus points for having Paris just kinda sitting in the background like "ok girl sing your heart out our whatever; WE GOTTA GO").

Helen is talking about how she wants to leave the stifling life of a woman in Greece. She "chose" her husband when she was so young; how could anyone expect a child to make such a decision that will effect the rest of her life forever (a little bit like college these days huh)? She just kinda picks and doesn't realize fully what she just trapped herself in. She- a daughter of Zeus- is nothing more than a trophy wife; a vessel for children. She sees her brothers (one praised for also being a son of Zeus!!!) go and have adventures on the Argo. She wants that; She craves that glory and adventure too. But she can't have it. Why? She was cursed to be born with tits and a womb I guess.

She never wanted to be a mom. She wants to see the world; earn a name for herself. Her husband does not think she should. I'm not going to make Menelaus this comically evil abusive husband. He's not a "bad husband" but he's still entrenched in the patriarchy of the culture. He's very traditional and expects his wife to behave the same. He has power, she is the beauty (the MOST beautiful actually), she is the one who produces the heirs. He, like her own sister and the rest of society, try to gaslight her into staying put and looking pretty (those are deemed her "true" powers; not fighting or adventuring or whatever) Like, when they have Hermione, I don't imagine Menelaus "being upset they had a daughter instead of a son" type of gross. Instead he would be like "ah cool we now of a resource to marry off and increase our political power!" type. He's not abusive but he ain't progressive yaknow?

Enter Paris. Bro is the adventuring type. Loves exploring. I mean he was a shepherd/farmer who magically discovers he's royalty and is flung from the rural land to urban Troy. He even met some gods once (Ares first who gave him a positive vibe check and then three goddesses); man's the stereotypical hero (with no divine blood!). Imagine like charisma stat maxed out (probably had to pick it up for survival too). He is sent by Priam on a convoy for whatever reason to Sparta cause of it.

He was promised by the gods power, love, or military prowess. Since he was literally a Shepherd at the time he picks the wife. Problem is, it isn't immediate. He thinks he's a little cheated and finds it ironic how he practically gets the power point first. The enter Helen.

They fall head over heels for each other. It isn't immediate but they get to talk on the convoy mission since the head of the house is out on like a lass minute thing off somewhere else. The two vibe and get along. Helen loves hearing about his life/adventures and expresses wanting to do the same. He would love to have a permanent partner by his side doing so.

Then she wants to leave with him (defy gravity if you will... she is the daughter of the literal sky king after all). Let's say Clytemnestra is there cause while Menelaus is away, she wants to give her sister company and not be alone. Clytemnestra, at this point, is very entrenched in what society expects of her. Despite not being the one with divine blood in the family, she married a powerful man, is fertile (had three kids so far!!), and avidly looks forward to fulfill her duties as mother (like giving her daughter away for marriage :D). That last part makes the "I hope you are happy and don't regret your decisions bit" SOOOO extra fun.

Anyway before leaving the sisters talk. Helen tries to convince her sister to come and free herself, Clytemnestra is like "no you have delusions of grandeur". They would probably also talk about their kids. I am having Helen leaving Hermoine behind. Again, she never wanted to be a mother and was practically forced to have a kid. Part of why she is leaving is cause she knows she'll be expected to have another. Helen wants to leave all of her previous life with Menelaus behind. Also, raising a kid while traveling (which BTW unfortunately does not happen much cause the Greeks effectively surround Troy for ten years... again "hope you won't regret it") is not ideal. Helen does not wish harm on the kid, probably asks Clytemnestra to take care of her.

Anyway, Helen is done "accepting limits" and tells her sister if she "cares to find her, look to the EASTERN sky". She knows the society in Greece would not accept her and try to "ground" her. They will debase and defame her, calling her "wicked" for her rebellion. In fact, at the end, the guards start running toward the ship screaming exactly that. Now, I'm not imagining Troy as being this feminist safe haven, there definitely will be people there as well who will label Helen a whore or whatever. But I do imagine the culture there being a little bit more accepting to the idea of a woman having the autonomy and authority to make their own decisions (something that seems very threatening to Greece). Most of the Trojans end up being sympathetic to her plight (though maybe less as the war drags on).

Crazy idea right? Now I want to see everyone's face when Achilles drops the first line of Candy Store to Agamemnon. (Achilles is very Heather Chandler coded don't get me started)

[mariacallous]

It’s easy to imagine a scenario in which Kevin McCarthy was the Republican hero of 2022. Had the Party won more seats in the House, he could have claimed that he built a decisive majority by controlling the middle and the extreme right, defying the laws of political gravity. Last winter, he confronted an old friend, Jaime Herrera Beutler, of Washington, who voted to impeach Trump and eventually lost to an election denier in the primary. McCarthy had told her about the call he’d had with the President on January 6th, which she later shared with the press. “I alone am taking all the heat to protect people from Trump!” McCarthy told her. “I alone am holding the Party together!” (Herrera Beutler and McCarthy disputed this account when it was first reported, by Bade and Demirjian.)

Just as he had in 2010, McCarthy recruited a diverse and promising class of candidates in 2022, uniting them under a broad and usefully nondescript platform called Commitment to America. He also helped raise five hundred million dollars, including two hundred and sixty million dollars for the Congressional Leadership Fund, the Party’s largest House super PAC. It spent heavily to support moderate candidates against far-right challengers. Herrera Beutler received money, as did David Valadao, a McCarthy ally, who represents a largely Hispanic district next to his that went for Biden in 2020. The bet made by the Republican establishment, Peter Meijer told me, “was that you can split the difference between traditional Republicans and pathways to the majority while also humoring Trump. I don’t think that’s a bet that paid off.” Although Valadao became one of only two of the ten Republican impeachers to win reëlection, after McCarthy persuaded Trump not to attack him, Herrera Beutler’s seat went to a Democrat for the first time in eleven years.

McCarthy has spent the past seven years, since he last ran for Speaker, working to shore up his support on the right. Previously, Freedom Caucus members were not given the top jobs on committees, because Party leadership considered them too extreme. McCarthy has brought figures such as Jim Jordan into the establishment—Jordan will soon have one of the most prestigious jobs in the conference, the chairmanship of the Judiciary Committee, where he’ll have the power to harass the Administration.

“The way he maneuvers is he gives everyone what they want,” the senior Hill staffer said, of McCarthy. “It’s all about member management. His constituents are the members of the Republican conference.”

Yet now McCarthy is going to the January 3rd floor vote on a knife’s edge.

What Kevin McCarthy Will Do to Gain Power

[xasha777]

In the year 2145, the world was a place of incredible technological advancement and unparalleled political complexity. Nations had expanded beyond their terrestrial boundaries, establishing colonies on the Moon and Mars, while Earth remained a hub of legal and political activity. At the center of this intricate web of governance was the Federal Constitutional Court, an institution that wielded immense power over the legal frameworks of multiple nations and interstellar colonies.

Amara Valente, a renowned astro-lawyer and a specialist in constitutional law, was known for her sharp intellect and unwavering dedication to justice. She was also known for her striking appearance: long, flowing hair that seemed to defy gravity, a form-fitting black outfit adorned with intricate patterns that hinted at both elegance and mystery, and a wide-brimmed hat that completed her iconic look. Amara's presence commanded attention wherever she went, her piercing blue eyes often described as capable of seeing through lies and deceit.

One evening, as the crimson glow of the setting sun bathed the spires of Berlin, the heart of the European Federation, Amara received a mysterious message. It was an urgent request from the Federal Constitutional Court, summoning her to their chambers for an unprecedented case that could alter the very fabric of interstellar law. The message was cryptic, hinting at a conspiracy that reached the highest echelons of power.

Amara arrived at the court, her heart pounding with anticipation. The grand hall, with its towering columns and holographic displays of legal precedents, was abuzz with tension. Seated at the bench were the justices, their faces stern and unyielding. Amara took her place at the center of the room, all eyes on her.

"The court has summoned you, Ms. Valente, to address a matter of utmost importance," intoned Chief Justice Kraus. "It appears that a secretive organization known as the Syndicate has been manipulating legal frameworks to seize control of the lunar colonies. Their actions threaten not only our laws but the very essence of our democratic principles."

Amara listened intently, her mind racing. The Syndicate was a shadowy group rumored to have ties to powerful corporations and even government officials. Their influence was pervasive, their methods ruthless. She knew this case would be her greatest challenge yet.

As the proceedings began, Amara presented her findings. Using advanced holographic technology, she displayed intricate data maps and legal documents, meticulously detailing the Syndicate's network. Her arguments were compelling, weaving together facts with a narrative that exposed the depth of the conspiracy. The justices watched in awe as she methodically dismantled the Syndicate's legal maneuvers.

During a recess, Amara delved deeper into her research, using her AI assistant to cross-reference information from classified databases. She uncovered a startling revelation: the Syndicate's leader was none other than a high-ranking official within the Federal Constitutional Court itself. The betrayal was staggering, but Amara knew she had to proceed with caution.

Returning to the courtroom, she presented her findings with unwavering conviction. The atmosphere grew tense as the justices absorbed the shocking news. Chief Justice Kraus, visibly shaken, called for an immediate investigation. The court erupted in chaos as security forces moved to apprehend the traitor.

In the aftermath, Amara stood victorious. Her bravery and intellect had not only thwarted a dangerous conspiracy but had also safeguarded the principles of justice and democracy. The Federal Constitutional Court, now free from corruption, would continue to uphold the law with renewed integrity.

As Amara walked out of the courtroom, her black outfit shimmering in the evening light, she felt a sense of accomplishment. She knew her journey was far from over, but for now, she had proven that even in a world of advanced technology and complex politics, justice would always prevail.

[chrinopiqua]

The Lair Beneath: A Peek into the Underworld's Most Lavish Hideaway!

In an unprecedented exclusive, we've unearthed details about the most jaw-dropping underground facility ever conceived, rumored to be the brainchild of none other than the enigmatic mastermind known as "The Architect." This isn't just any bunker; it's a veritable fortress of solitude that makes Buckingham Palace look like a holiday cottage!

Page 1: Inside the Belly of the Beast

Step into this subterranean marvel, and you're not just going underground; you're entering a world where the laws of physics are mere suggestions. The labyrinthine network of tunnels would have Daedalus himself throwing up his hands in defeat, leading to chambers that defy logic and rooms where gravity is a choice, not a requirement.

At the heart of this wonderland lies the throne room, a spectacle of opulence where The Architect holds court. Surrounded by holographic displays and bathed in the glow of energy harvested from cosmic rays, this is where world domination plans are hatched over breakfast. And for the weary villain, a personal museum of intergalactic artifacts offers a quiet place to ponder the mysteries of the universe or simply gloat over the latest spoils of conquest.

But what's a lair without a bit of home comfort? Automated defense drones patrol the corridors, ready to dispatch unwanted guests with a politeness that would make even the Queen's Guard seem brash. The walls, impervious to any known weapon, are coated in a material that sparkles with the stolen dreams of vanquished foes.

Page 2: The Life Aquatic - Underground Edition

Beneath the steel and sparkle, The Architect's bunker boasts an eco-system so advanced, it would make David Attenborough weep. Air filtration systems neutralize mythical toxins (dragon breath, anyone?), ensuring the air is fresher than a sea breeze on Brighton Pier. And let's not forget the pi��ce de résistance: a self-sustaining power system that captures energy from a miniature black hole. It's green energy with a twist - powered by the very fabric of the universe!

For those moments of leisure, the facility features an Olympic-sized swimming pool that doubles as an escape route, should the need arise. Imagine doing laps as you plot the downfall of your nemesis, only to disappear into the ocean via a secret tunnel. It's the stuff of comic books, brought to life in a manner so extravagant, it blurs the lines between fiction and reality.

Epilogue: The Villain's Retreat

As our tour concludes, it's clear that The Architect's lair is more than just a hideout; it's a statement. A testament to what one can achieve with unlimited resources, a boundless imagination, and a complete disregard for the rules. It stands as a beacon for aspiring villains everywhere, a reminder that in the quest for world domination, style is just as important as substance.

So, as you tuck into your tea and biscuits, spare a thought for the goings-on beneath your feet. For in the world of The Architect, every day is an adventure, every room a story, and every gadget a marvel of villainous engineering. It's a British tabloid's dream come true - a story so rich, so fantastical, it could only exist in the pages of... well, a British tabloid.

[author-in-denial]

lore of the gods masterpost go go go

right so. there are 7 but one's split into 2 halves.

kirvalis. red. he's the god of power and energy and whatnot. he's the most physically capable of them all. he's worshipped by warriors, blacksmiths, that kinda thing. he's got a simple mind but usually he's correct. his animal is the dragon

eldritch. orange. the god of knowledge and time. my personal favorite. he's smart. he's good at defence. he's responsible for the laws of the universe. worshipped by scholars and strategists, he's a reserved but integral part of eden, the only thing that can defy kirvalis and live to talk about it. but he won't. his animal is a turtle.

hakora. yellow. the material god. some say the forces of nature like pressure and gravity are a result of the rules eldritch put in place. Hakora believes that these things are independent of reality. she's responsible for luck, minerals, fortune. worshipped by merchants most devoutly, however gets a lot of worship from everyone, due to her position as a fortune giver. her animal is the crystalfly.

raeya. green. plants. the boundless energy of life flows through the rules bound by her. responsible in some way for all of the life everywhere. as expected, prayed to by expecting mothers, farmers, sick and dying people. her animal is the ent.

Cerulea. blue. magic. the only god who succeeded another. she claimed the crown from the coalescence, who still exerts control over mana. cerulea is the one who oversees the flow of mana. is worshipped by magic users in order to become stronger. her animal is the sprite.

anoa. purple. where do those dying people end up? with anoa. overseer of death and dreams. responsible for people's souls, dreams, thoughts. the blueprint to the self is within the soul, so he's important. connected to most funeral rites, as well as nightly prayers for a good sleep. his animal is the moth.

finally, the dual god. iialvi/virias. white and black. gods of purity and impuring respectively. innocence and corruption. one is warm and informal. the other cold and polite. iialvi forms the base of a protagonist. virias forms the base of most antagonists. not really gods anymore, but iialvi has a kingdom and virias has a cult.

[jespersfavouritegun]

subjects that the crows would take for ib (inspo from @sophiewith7es )

btw for those who don't know SL is standard level HL is higher level

• jesper:

SL environmental studies (cmon he's a durast!), SL econs (idk he just seems like an econs lad), SL maths (he probably hates maths)

HL lang lit (don't ask me why he just has those vibes), HL theatre arts (i bet he'd be a theatre kid) and HL global politics or geo or maybe even psych (seems like a guy who wants to know more about the world and understand people better!)

also yes he is a humanities person and a theatre kid because i said so

and and and as an extracurricular he would totally do some kind of service like teaching kids arts & crafts or something

• inej:

SL maths (she doesn't like it very much but is very good at it), SL hindi (loves it with all her heart but could not do it as an HL for her life; and hindi bc she is suli! aka south asian! and she loves her mother tongue so), SL physics (the woman defies gravity what more do you need as an explanation)

HL history (she just seems like someone who would absolutely adore it), HL geo (she wants to travel the world), HL literature!! (she's just someone who loves languages okay)

her extracurricular would be a service which is teaching kids how to dance/being a self defence instructor for teens!

• kaz:

SL maths (as good as he is at it, he'd just never want to do it, cant be bothered to make that much effort), SL physics (because he just likes it for some reason; or maybe inej influenced him), SL french or german (no comment)

HL business, HL econs (need i explain), HL langlit (bro wants to get into law like @sophiewith7es said)

his extracurricular would probably be mun or some other form of debate or something

• nina:

SL maths (hates it with all her heart), SL global politics or psych (loves psych, zoyalai influenced her into GP), SL theatre arts (she is a theatre kid just like jes shush)

HL language (any- she'd crush all of them), HL bio (it's her thing), HL literature (she is definitely a lit girl)

her extracurricular would also be mun and she'd purposely request to be in the same committee as kaz for each and every conference (and it works every time) just so she can prove to him she's the better delegate ;)

• matthias:

SL maths (let's just conclude that no one but wylan loves maths; matthias especially hates it), SL german, SL langlit (doesnt give a shit about english but is good at it anyway; nina's probably his tutor for languages)

HL sport science (do i really need to elaborate), HL gp (probably took it because of nina, actually likes it), HL literature (you can't tell me this man is not deep af, he'd be amazing at literature)

his extracurricular would be some environmental community service (bc he's dorky and adorable)

• wylan:

SL langlit, SL business/econs (loves it despite his stupid father), SL french (he is a french bean okay)

HL bio, chem, maths (he is stem lad)

his extracurricular would be robotics club (eventually becomes president) and psych club

basically we have ib course selections due in like 2 days at school which is why i got a sudden urge to make this post so yes >:)

[artsymumof5]

Who’s Jesus? In Chemistry, He turned water into wine. In Biology, He was born without a normal conception. In Physics, He defied gravity by ascending to Heaven. In Economics, He disproved the law of diminishing return by feeding 5,000 with only 2 fish and 5 loaves of bread. In History, He has no beginning, no end. In Politics, He came to serve, not to be served. In Religion, He is GOD. Became man. Died and resurrected to open Heaven's gate for us.

[buckyswheezes]

Perfectly Fine (Pt. 1)

Premise: “You know why I don’t like you? It’s because you’re a natural. You’re naturally kind, naturally good-looking; you can wear trash bags and still look perfectly fine. You’re naturally intelligent and excellent in everything you do. It’s like you naturally get what you want, you don’t have to work hard for it. You don’t have to pretend because people naturally like you.”

Or Bucky found out that the new oh-so-perfect Junior Accountant of Stark Industries isn’t as perfect as everyone thinks.

Colleagues -they are some of the best and worst people you meet in life. Some you will hate for the rest of your life, and some you get to keep as friends. It’s inevitable; people are social creatures; we get attached one way or another, especially if we interact with the same people for months.

But what if you found out that your coworker isn’t who he or she claims to be?

Because Bucky found out that the new oh-so-perfect Junior Accountant -which happens to be you- isn’t as perfect as everyone thinks. Would he judge you for your flaws, or would he learn to accept your imperfections?

It had been two months since the HR Manager barged in Bucky’s office, informing him that they finally got him a Junior Accountant he’d been incessantly telling them to get. As the Senior Accountant of Stark Industries, he had more pressing matters to mind than posting journal entries and preparing financial reports.

For two months, Bucky had been observing you since he’s your direct supervisor. You are kind, polite, diligent. Everyone immediately took a liking to you. You’re efficient in your work, neat and organized (with your workstation and the way you present yourself). You’re clearly well-bred and well-educated. And that’s how everyone in the company sees you as well.

But for Bucky, he saw something else -something different, out of place.

It was Clint Barton’s birthday -the magnanimous head of security- and he invited everyone to a karaoke party. At least, everyone who wanted to go -he was kinda eccentric, but you were okay with that.

Bucky sat beside Steve (Stark’s Marketing Manager and his childhood best friend), subtly eyeing you as you casually converse with your new-found colleagues. He wasn’t sure why but he felt apprehensive when it concerns you. Bucky can’t pinpoint what it was about you that bothered him, but he tried to be civil and professional with you for the sake of the company.

Steve nudged him on his side, and Bucky tore his eyes away from you. “What did you do to her?”

“What?” Bucky raised a brow.

“Come on, Buck, you must’ve done something. She seems tense when she’s with you but relaxed with everyone else.” As if to prove his point, Steve flicked his head towards your direction.

Bucky watched in amusement -and surprisingly in irritation- as Pietro Maximoff whispered something in your ear, making you giggle like a college sweetheart. He turned his attention back to his friend. “So you just concluded that I did something to her? Didn’t it occur to you if she was the one who did something to me?” He accused.

“Impossible, she’s too nice. She’s new, but she gets along well with everyone, so I don’t understand why she acts the way she does with you.”

Bucky ignored his last statement and gulped down the last of his beer instead.

Steve tutted at him before bellowing across the karaoke room. “Y/N! Sing for us!!” Everyone liked Steve’s idea, and so all eyes were on you, urging you to pick up the microphone.

You visibly blushed, refusing their request saying you’re a terrible singer, but soon, you gave in at their incessant persuasion.

“Fine, fine. I’ll sing.” You playfully grumbled then stood up, reaching for the microphone that was handed to you. Cheers erupted as you swaggered to the center, and after scanning the songbook for a brief second, you found the song that you were looking for.

“At first, I was afraid; I was petrified…”

Bucky quietly watched as everyone cheered and sang with you. You said you were a terrible singer, but he thinks you did well, you made silly dance moves, but it didn’t make you silly -you looked radiant as you laughed and sing, evidently having a good time.

He was utterly spellbound. And so was everyone around him. He tried to resist it, but it felt like defying the laws of gravity. It was too easy to fall for your charms.

It was half-past two in the morning when Bucky parked in front of your apartment. The streets were empty and quiet, with the sidewalk serenely illuminated by the lamp posts. Earlier, he offered a ride to anyone whose way home is the same as him, and as luck would have it, you were one of them. You were the last to be dropped off.

“Thank you for the ride, James.” You smiled sweetly at him.

Bucky’s stomach fluttered at the sight, but he only nodded curtly in response. Afraid that once he opened his mouth, he would spit something along the lines of ‘Why are you like this? Stop treating me like air, dammit! or something like ‘I like you, but there’s just something about you that I can’t figure out.’

So Bucky kept his mouth shut as he watched you got off the passenger seat and disappeared inside your home.

He sighed, started the ignition, then drove away.

Part 2

[omg-snakes]

Seriously, again?! We have another anti-gravity snake, folks. Ugh. 

I know dinnertime is hard to comprehend but you can just, like, politely decline to eat if you don’t want to eat. I won’t be offended or upset. You don’t have to defy the laws of physics. Just don’t eat it, babe.