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On this day I present

Every single time Duck Newton is horrible at lying !

Episode 7

Duck: Yeah, it’s a nickname. Listen, y’all got a van handy, why don’t you hop in and get on trucking. Don’t forget to— don’t worry ‘bout your clothes. We’ll drive them up seperate.

Swimmer: Why can’t we take our clothes?

Duck: [freezing up] You need to— you need— uh. Here, I’ll get them. Y’all start loading in the van and I’ll bring your clothes out to ya’s. Just another one of the many services we offer from the Forestry Service.

Episode 10

Pigeon: Well, I know how to do it, I just wanna know why.

Duck: Perfect. Perfect. Why? It's for firefighter training? Yeah, it's for firefighter training. It's been a little while since I last told someone that, so I had some time to forget it. But it's for firefighting training, cuz we can't get enough water pressure to fight the fires, forest fires.

Pigeon: Out in Monongahela?

Duck: Yeeeeeeep.

Pigeon: Duck, that's on the opposite side of town. I can find other places that I can get you some more water pressure instead of pumping it out of the water park almost a mile away.

Duck: Yeah, but the water park is definitely gonna be closed. If you can tell me somewhere where you can guarantee that they're not gonna need that amount of water that's using that amount, I'd love to hear about it. Cus, off the top of my head, I can't improvise anything.

Pigeon: There's a reservoir right next to Monongahela.

Duck: The reservoir is a source of water but it's not gonna give other— fuck, listen Pigeon, here's the thing. I... love... to… practice fishing. But... the running water... frightens me, it's called hydrophobia. And I would love to practice my cast in a real water environment where I can get in a large body where I can guarantee that running water won't be a factor. And I would just love to practice my cast in a guaranteed still body. But here's the other thing, sometimes if you do it in a lake, that's what you're thinking, a fish will bite it and normally that's ideal, but I'm just trying to practice casting. It's like, when you don't want to catch, that's when they're biting, y’know what I mean? So I need a still body of water that I can guarantee won't move to practice my fishing casting.

Episode 13

Duck: I should’ve put some time into it, honestly, but I uh… I was real busy with family over the holidays, so I didn’t make much—

Mama: You literally just said you didn’t have any family in town over the holidays.

Duck: God dammit. Dammit!

Mama: I mean, it’s fine if you couldn’t dig anything up, but you don’t gotta lie to old Mama, you know?

Duck: Dammit! Dammit, Duck!

Mama: You don’t have to beat yourself up about it, Duck, I mean po—

Duck: Fuck!

Episode 14

EMT: Do you know what happened to him?

Duck: Oh boy…um…do you want the truth or a more convincing lie? Um, nah so, okay, right… so the Pizza Hut sign started to fall, ‘cause of the weather, and he ran up there on… a fire escape… and tried to push it? …With a bat? Damn it. Nah, he just pushed it, and it fell, but then he fell ‘cause he got shocked. I bet… mmm…I didn’t see. I was in-Ah, shit! Alright, hey fol-hey guys, rewind. I-hey guys, rewind a second. Ah fuck! I was inside, I didn’t see. Anything! I don’t know… this man. I do know this man. His name-Fuck!  Alright, I Ned, hi, here's-hmmm. Alright, so this man’s name is Ned, and he’s a friend of mine, and I don’t know what the hell happened to him, but you know this guy. He’s always getting into something. I don’t know, I was in the building, I almost got killed by a Pizza Hut sign. I might be in shock!

Episode 18

Duck: Honestly… uh if I gotta tell you the truth, Juno, I’m— I was trying to get into character. I’ve been—

Juno: You’re going undercover with these teens?

Duck: —I’m going undercover. I got a undercover teenage identity. It’s— it’s Frick Richums and when I assume the identity of Frick Richums, I’m trying to get undercover, with the Hornets [hisses] so I can find their illegal grow thing. [grunts]

Juno: You are a truly miserable liar, Duck Newton.

Duck: Goddamnit! I put on such a good— damnit!

Juno: Hey, when you’re finished with the… with those, those nails. Would you mind taking them back to the station? I need to sort of keep going around the perimeter see if I can find something to, you know, maybe help with your investigation to take down those— those drug kingpins, the Hornets.

Duck: Yeah, Juno, about that. I— I was kidding about that, of course. I was just having some fun. But I did… I did hear some of them talking on...... Facebook about you and how they were gonna target you. Like they need to get you out of the way. And it kinda freaked me out a little bit. Can you think of any reason anybody would wanna get you… outta the way? Or— or be targeting you? Like… for this?

Episode 21

(Deputy Dewey is asking for alibis)

Duck: Me— Me— Me too.

Deputy Dewey: You too what? You were

Duck: Yup.

Deputy Dewey: Alright…

Duck: Me too. I was— Yup, I— Yup, me too, for both. Yup, me too. Mmm…

Aubrey: Duck, are you okay? You look like you need to use the bathroom.

Duck: Nope. Yeah, I do. Yup. Uh, Burritos, alright… Bye.

Episode 22 Featuring Ned and Aubrey also being bad at lying

Morgue Technician: Can I help y'all with something?

Duck: Well, we would like to see the bodies of--

Aubrey: My brother!

Duck: My dad.

Ned: My son.

Duck: His brother. Her-- His-- His son, her brother, my dad.

Aubrey: Not related. There's two of 'em.

Ned: But you have to figure out which two.

Duck: We need to see a body for a dare. I'm sorry about all the lies from before but we need to see a body for a dare.

Aubrey: I was dared to look at the body of my brother.

Ned: And my son.

Aubrey: I was dared to look at the body of his son. Who is also my brother. Because he is my father.

Episode 32

Duck: Um… yup. It‘s… Harpo. Uh, all… [imitating crackling noise] Y‘all hearing this? [imitating crackling] The… radio break up. Radio break up. Mrrr.

[amphtaminedreams]

FEBRUARY 2020->DECEMBER 2021: Photo Dump No.15

DATE SAVED, L-R BY ROW:

1. 4th March 2021 [Lana Del Rey photographed performing at Lollapalooza 2013, Chicago, Illinois], 26th September 2021 [source: instagram account @secondsapart], 2nd October 2021, 16th August 2021 [instagram post from Olivia Rodrigo, July 2021], 10th September 2021, 7th September 2021 [source: instagram account @_meanmachine], 24th June 2021 [The Wildflowers two-piece from Teuta Matoshi’s S/S21 collection], 19th September 2021, 23rd September 2021 [Ralph & Russo Haute Couture S/S19]

2. 20th October 2021, 6th April 2021 [Gucci RTW S/S16], 19th October 2021, 6th October 2021, 25th April 2021 [instagram post from Bella Hadid, April 2021], 29th September 2021 [Monument, The City], 31st August 2021 [source: twitter account @lavieestbelle], 6th October 2021 [details @ Chanel RTW S/S22], 10th October 2021

3. 26th October 2021, 10th October 2021 ['lick your teeth, they so clutch' by Rachel Jones, Mixing it Up: Painting Today Exhibition @ the Hayward Gallery, Southbank], 28th October 2021, 23rd September 2021 [Ulyana Sergeenko Haute Couture S/S13], 2nd November 2021, 3rd November 2021 [source: instagram account @secondsapart], 6th April 2021 [Hunter Schafer for Mugler RTW S/S21], 5th April 2021 [Thandie Newton for British Vogue, May 2021 issue], 31st October 2021

4. 22nd March 2021 [source: twitter account @alys_xo], 15th April 2021 [source: insta account @werenotreallystrangers], 28th October 2021, 13th August 2021 [Iris Van Herpen Haute Couture F/W11), 29th October 2021, 4th November 2021, 22nd March 2021 [[Violet Chachki photographed outside Schiaparelli's Haute Couture F/W20 show @ Paris Haute Couture Week, July 2019 ), 31st May 2021 [Saint Laurent Luna Faux­-Pearl Leather Sandals, source: twitter account @archivedlooks), 15th September 2021 [details, Miu Miu Resort 2021]

5. 9th July 2021 [source: twitter account @jaaysart], 7th November 2021, 29th October 2021, 10th October 2021 [Mixing it Up: Painting Today Exhibition @ the Hayward Gallery, Southbank], 5. 30th October 2021, 18th April 2020, 1st June 2021 [source unknown], 23rd September 2021 [Zuhair Murad Haute Couture F/W21], 2nd November 2021

6. 16th June 2021, 25th March 2021 [Lana Del Rey for GQ UK’s Women of the Year issue, October 2012], 17th September 2021, 14th November 2021, 10th November 2021 [Jimmy's Alpine Bar, Southbank], 24th September 2021 [Elie Saab Haute Couture F/W21], 17th October 2021 [”Fluttering Memories" by Bran Symondson @ The Other Art Fair, The Old Truman Brewery, Brick Lane], 29th August 2021 [source: instagram account @aniko.arts], 28th October 2021

7. 6th October 2020 [The Ducking Stool, Christchurch, Dorset], 19th August 2021 [illustration source: instagram account @christineowensart], 10th October 2021 [Elephant & Castle, Southwark], 8th August 2021 [Alexander McQueen RTW S/S05], 12th November 2021 [Crol & Co, London Bridge], 11th April 2021 [creepyyeha Leomie set shot by Clara Giaminardi, source: instagram account @creepyyeha], 18th November 2021, 23rd October 2020 [source: instagram account @annecarly.mm], 17th November 2021

8. 18th august 2021 [Greta Thunberg for Vogue Scandinavia, September 2021 debut issue], 12th April 2021 [Alexander McQueen RTW S/S19], 11th November 2021, 14th April 2021 [Natasha Lyonne & Chloe Sevigny for the New York Times, April 2021], 8th November 2021, 26th August 2021 [source: instagram account @subliming.jpg], 9th November 2021, 17th April 2021, 12th November 2021

9. 22nd May 2021 [posted from her Instagram account, Jade Thirlwall wearing bodysuit by The Blonds NYC for the Heartbreak Anthem video, released. 21st May 2021],  20th November 2021 [details @ Fendi RTW F/W18], 17th October 2021 “'Make Your Fucking Mind Up" by Aida Wilde @ The Other Art Fair 2021, The Old Truman Brewery, Brick Lane], 28th November 2021, 24th April 2021 [Elle Fanning in custom Vivienne Westwood for the Independent Spirit Awards 2021, source: instagram account @ellefanning], 30th November 2021, 17th August 2021, 5th November 2021 [Proenza Schouler RTW S/S20], 3rd December 2021]

10. 20th November 2021 [Marc Jacobs RTW S/S17], 21st November 2021, 25th November 2021, 11th February 2020 [Zendaya for BVLGARI’s “Mai Troppo” 2020 campaign], 19th June 2021 [source: instagram account @mindful_mending], 21st April 2021, 26th September 2021 [Valentin Yudashkin RTW F/W18], 18th August 2021

[cowboy-radio-art]

I had kinda planned to keep this to my big oil paintings and long term projects, but man bitches love my bad digital art Duck Newtons. I’m not sure I’ve got the followers to earn this, but I’ll toss it to you folks

[newtonsheffield]

Heyyyy!!

I don’t know if you’d recognize me but it’s Nona from AO3

I haven’t commented on your fics in a while but trust me I love for your fics just as much right now as I was before

Your content is amazing and it gives me life so thank you so much!

I don’t know when you’ll get this cause I know you have quite the fan following these days but I really wanted to see something and of course you don’t have to write it if you don’t want to but it’ll truly make my day if you would

And again, I know you included this in the Kate grieving her father fic (I can’t remember the name sorry lol) but

I am such a sucker for comforting Anthony and my favorite part in the book is when he helps Kate through her panic attack for the first time

I was wondering if you could do something along the same lines in your Bridgerton and Sons AU but after they’ve started dating. Something like Kate having a panic attack for the first time and Anthony freaking the hell out but then helping her through it. Aww my heart!!

Oh and before I forget, I think this should tell you how much I appreciate you! I didn’t have a tumblr account and I don’t follow anyone else. I created one just to follow you and I only actually follow you! So once again, thank you so much!

Ummmmmm OF COURSE I remember you! 

I may sound insane when I say this but I remember probably each and every one of you and when someone new likes one of my posts I’m like “You’re new here. I’m so sorry.” “Quite the fan following” My goodness! This made me chuckle! The thought of me having any kind of following is a little absurd to me tbh  😂 I took a birthday portrait for my cat yesterday, y’all. I’m. Yep. Just. Okay.  But also, you created a tumblr just for this content???  My god, that is so incredibly flattering and I hope it lives up to your expectations!

Okay! So! in my mind, the first time Anthony saw Kate have a panic attack (Which fortunately happen quite infrequently for her now) was that time in Dormant on the Anniversary of her Father’s death. So I’m instead going to tell you about the next time she has one. And, against all of her instincts, against every part of her telling her to run away and hide, She does what Anthony says. She finds Him. 

“Anthony, Honey are you sure that you-” His mother’s voice was cut off by the ringing of his phone. He glanced down at it, a little apologetically the name Kate Sheffield (Sex Goddess)  flashing across the screen.  “Sorry, Mum. It’s Kate. I’ll just be a second.” He said, his mother giving him an indulgent smile as he moved into the hallway, one of his own creeping onto his face as he answered. 

And he immediately knew something was wrong. He could hear deep breathing on the end of the phone, gasping for air, his fiancée’s voice choking out before he could start 

“Anthony, umm...” a pause and a deep breath “It’s Kate.” And his heart was in his throat his mind racing already  “Kate, honey. Is everything okay? Are Mary and Edwina okay?” He said, panic creeping into his own voice a little. He could hear her breath shuddering as she struggled the words from her chest.  “They’re... not here... You... Umm.. You told me to find you if this happened. and I know you’re helping your mum but Do you think-” She stuttered out and Anthony’s heart started racing. Kate was alone, having a panic attack. They’d spoken gently after the forst time it had happened, month’s ago now Mary and Edwina don’t know do they? He’d said gently and she’d shaken her head a little embarrassed Not anymore. And before she could even get the question out he was saying gently into the phone  “Are you at home?” She made a soft affirmative noise and his heart stuttered at how weak it sounded “Okay, just stay on the phone, I’m coming home.” Kate’s breath shuddered. 

“Mum.” Anthony said, forcing himself to remain calm as he ducked his head back into the living room “I’m gonna have to head out, Kate needs me at home.” His mother looked up, a little startled  “Is everything alright?” She said gently, her brow furrowing. Anthony forced himself to roll his eyes “Newton’s gotten himself into a sticky situation. He’ll be alright.” Violet chuckled lightly and said  “Say Hello to Kate for me, you really are so lucky, Anthony.” Anthony smiled at the truth of it and then he was gone. As soon as he was in the hall he was back on the phone, walking as quickly as he could, and when the front door closed behind him he was running down the street to his parked car. 

“Are you still there?” He said, keeping his voice soft, calm. Much calmer than the panic clawing at his chest as he reached the car. Kate took a deep breath though he could hear a soft sob coming from her and his heart broke.  “Yeah.” She said eventually as Anthony pulled into traffic.  “Why don’t you get Newton? He can keep you company until I get there. I’m coming, Kate. I’m on my way.” He whispered as the phone connected with the car’s system. He heard a shuffling, and then a whining noise and ridiculously Anthony’s panic calmed just slightly at the thought of Kate’s pudgy little dog at her side.  “I’ll be there in five minutes.”  “I’ll be there in four minutes.”  “I’ll be there in 2 minutes.”  “I’m right outside Honey, where are you?” Anthony counted down, listening to her stuttered breathing whispering soothing nothing’s as he drove weaving in and out of traffic as best he could.  “In the bedroom” She whispered just as he was parking the car. And then he was running, his heart thundering as he wrenched the door open, running up the stairs as fast as he could, bursting through the bedroom door, and the sight nearly stopped his heart. 

Kate was huddled at the foot if their bed, her arm wrapped around her middle, tears running down her face as sobs wracked her body, her breaths coming in harsh gulps. Anthony was practically panting as he moved gently towards her, Newton huddled in her lap, his nose pressed against her neck growled slightly as Anthony settled next to her.  “it’s okay, buddy. I’ve got her now.” He said gently as he wrapped his arms around her tightly. “I’m right here Kate, deep breaths...perfect.” He said gently has she gulped air into her system  “I love you, so much.” He said repeating it over and over as her breathing evened out, he felt her body relax into his and finally, her tiny voice “You shouldn’t marry me.” And his heart stopped again. “I’m a mess.”   Anthony forced himself to cluck his tongue  “Mmm but who else could put up with me?” He said, and he felt a choked laugh fight its way free from her chest, a little noise of disbelief.  “That’s probably true. I guess I’ll have to do it.” 

Anthony hummed again “Thank God.” they sat in silence for several seconds, Newton shifting to settle his head on Anthony’s lap. “I really am sorry you know.” Kate said “I don’t know what happened, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” and she couldn’t look him in the eyes, they were fixed on her hand, on the engagement ring there, her eyes burning into it. Anthony cupped her cheek forcing her to look in his eyes, to feel what he was saying “There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. And that is my completely unbiased opinion as your future husband.” She let out an odd, huffing laugh again, her eyes lighting up for just a moment “We all need help or support sometimes, Kate. And I can’t wait to support you for the rest of my life.” He finished, brushing his lips lightly against hers, his heart clenching as she sighed against them  “Careful, Mr Bridgerton, sounds like you’re calling me a gold-digger.” She said when she pulled back, a tiny smirk forming on her lips. Anthony forced his face into a surprised expression  “Aren’t you?! God, that is good news!” The sound of her laughter rang out through the room, and it was the best music he’d ever heard.  

[abitnotgoodiebag]

Newton’s Cradle

Card Number: 3105

AO3 Link

Square Filled: A2-Vibranium

Ship: None

Rating: G

Warnings/Tags: TeamSalty, Not Steve Rogers friendly, Peter is a little shit, Tony is a little shit, Team Iron Man, IronDad and SpiderSon, Post CACW

Summary: Steve asks where his shield is, Peter tells him.

Word Count: 1,546

Newton’s Cradle

Working in the lab with Mr. Stark was always Peter’s favorite thing.  He’d never tell Ned, but Mr. Stark’s lab beat putting together the legacy Millenium Falcon Mr. Stark had gotten him for Christmas.  The fact that he didn’t talk down to or patronize Peter like other adults really made the teenager happy.

When FRIDAY alerted them that Mr. Rogers (never Captain again.  Not after what he did to Mr. Stark) was requesting access to the lab they were in, Mr. Stark instructed the AI to refuse.

Peter rolled his eyes at the disgraced Avenger’s audacity.  He looked at Mr. Stark as if to say ‘ This guy, am I right? ’ and was met with a fond smile.  “I still can’t believe President Ellis pardoned them.  Half of them act like you owe them something, when they’re the ones who decided that they knew better than half of the United Nations.”

His mentor’s smile dimmed a bit, remembering exactly what he went through at the hands of his former friends.  Sure, to the public, the Avengers were back together, but there would never be a joint mission with Captain America, Black Widow, the Hulk and Iron Man again.  Hawkeye had decided to retire at the insistence of the President and Scott Lang was still on house arrest, but Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, and Sam Wilson were still permitted to act as Avengers.

Of the ‘rogue avengers’ as they were dubbed by Twitter, Peter liked Sam best.  He wasn’t rude to Mr. Stark and didn’t ignore Peter, even though Peter didn’t trust him enough to reveal his identity.  Sam didn’t trigger his Spidey sense and was always ready to join Peter in whatever game he was playing during his rare free time at the compound.  He also knew that Mr. Rhodey liked Sam despite all of his mistakes, so he got points for that too.

Peter wished he could meet Dr. Banner, but Mr. Stark (along with half a dozen government agencies) were unable to locate him.  All they could piece together is that the quinjet he flew off in was traced to Central America and at it’s last known location, there was evidence of the bifrost.  Mr. Stark figured that Bruce and Thor would reappear in their own time (Peter wholeheartedly agreed) and kept the news of the quinjet’s disappearance quiet.

“Well, kid, the world is not always the way you think it should be.  All we can do is the best with what we’ve been given.”

Peter’s disgruntled face at Mr. Stark’s statement made the man chuckle.

“Oh no, I’m turning into one of those terrible PSAs, aren’t I?  Let’s go blow something up and avoid your homework.” Mr. Stark laughed and the small crows feet around his eyes made him appear more human than his imposing press persona led people to believe.  “Or perhaps…” He trailed off. “I’ve been working on something special for you, it just may be time for you to see it and start tinkering with it to really make it yours.” Mr. Stark reached into one of his deep drawers and pulled out a glass canister full of swirling nanobots, setting it down with a flourish.

Peter leaned forward excitedly, resting his elbows on the cold metal work surface.  The nanobots were swirling around, but every few seconds he could see the form of a red, blue, and gold suit.  “Mr. Stark is this-- Did you make me a suit like yours?” Peter was speechless. He knew Mr. Stark cared about him in his own way, but this was huge.  The only other person with a suit even remotely like Mr. Stark’s was Col. Rhodes and they practically grew up together! Peter was just some kid from Queens.

Mr. Stark grinned, “Sure is!  It’s still got Karen in it as your co-pilot-”

“Boss, Mr. Rogers is not heeding your request to leave the area.”  FRIDAY interrupted them.

Mr. Stark rolled his eyes and made to stand up.  “Welp, let me-”

Mr. Stark didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence, because Mr. Rogers chose that very moment to punch through the door and storm inside the lab.

Peter froze, not knowing what to do since he didn’t have his spider-suit on and no one knew his secret identity.  For all the Avengers knew, Peter Parker was an intern at SI and that was the way he liked it. Mr. Stark had already tapped on his reactor activating the brand new, not quite finished testing Mark L armor that had not yet been revealed to the world.

Mr. Stark aimed his repulsor straight at Rogers and jerked his head slightly, indicating that Peter should duck behind the worktop.  Peter happily complied as he watched the two men stare each other down.

Tony retracted his helmet, but didn’t lower his arm.  “Is there a particularly good reason that you’ve ignored requests from both me and FRIDAY to fuck off?”

“This is ridiculous, Tony.  You’ve had your fun, but I’m gonna need my shield back.”  Rogers said, his voice oozing condescension.

“I was under the impression that T’Challa provided you with perfectly good shields.”  Mr. Stark said in the same tone.

“I want my shield, Stark.”  Rogers spit out from gritted teeth.

“You have your shields, Rogers.  T’Challa gave them to, didn’t he?”  Mr. Stark replied.

Rogers dropped into an aggressive stance and Mr. Stark rolled his eyes.  “Tony, I’m not leaving this room without my shield.”

“That’s unfortunate.”  Tony said. “Because you definitely are not getting the shield back.  It never belonged to you in the first place and it’s none of your fucking business where it is now.”

Rogers looked like he was about to launch himself at Mr. Stark and Peter couldn’t stay quiet anymore.  “Clacky balls!” He shouted as he burst out of his hiding place. “It was made into clacky balls.” Peter pointed to the Newton’s Pendulum on the desk in the back of the room.  Ten identical chrome spheres were suspended in an equally gleaming frame.

Rogers’ mouth snapped shut as he stared, flabbergasted, at the desk toy.

Mr. Stark’s giggle cut through the tense silence.  “Newton’s Cradle, Peter!” He said as he schooled his features back to polite indifference. “Clacky balls, honestly.  What are they teaching you kids nowadays?”

“Are you telling me that you’ve turned the world’s rarest, most valuable resource into-”  Rogers sighs. “Clacky balls? For a desk you barely use?”

Mr. Stark shrugged.  “I didn’t say it, the kid did.  I said it was none of your fucking business what I did with something that doesn’t belong to you.”

“Come on, Tony.  We both know Howard wanted me to have that shield.  He handed it to me personally.”

“Yes.  He did give it to you.  You were the one chosen by your country to be it’s hope.  A country that later asked for a little accountability, but that’s not something you’re a big fan of, is it?”  Tony sounded furious. “On top of snubbing the US, you were ready to take on the entire world to protect the man who killed him.  Which, by the way, dick move for keeping that little nugget to yourself. Zemo’s plan was dumb as all get out, but thanks to you, he definitely broke up the boy band.  For good.”

Rogers glanced at Peter, his cheeks coloring.  Mr. Stark noticed and shook his head in contempt.  “Noooope. You seriously do not get to be ashamed right now.  Not when you and your idiots walk around here like you did us some favor by coming back.”  Tony rolled his eyes.  

“You treat us like criminals, Tony.  You have to see it from our point of view.  The UN can’t tell us how to protect the world, they’ll just use us as political pawns and attack dogs.”  Rogers explanation sounded weak and Peter couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

“You were pardoned.  In order to be pardoned, one first has to commit a crime.”  Tony quipped and Rogers clenched his jaw. “Also, you’ve committed another one, breaking into my lab, congratulations.  Are you going for a streak?”

“Mr. Stark, he’s not worth it.  FRIDAY, can you alert someone that we have a cleanup on aisle 4?”  Peter couldn’t help the slight dig.

Rogers, realizing that he would not, in fact, be getting his old shield back slumped in on himself and turned away.  “Things didn’t have to be this way, Tony.” He said sadly as he made to leave.

“Fuck off, Rogers.” Tony replied.

Peter watched him go until he rounded a corner and then picked up the busted door, leaning it against it’s frame.  “I’m sorry I told Rogers about the clacky balls, but I couldn’t just stand by if he attacked you.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong kid, I let him push my buttons as usual.”  Mr. Stark ruffled Peter’s hair affectionately. “Besides, I didn’t use all of the vibranium for the Pendulum, that was just the leftovers.  The bulk of it was made into our housing units. This Iron Spider is the Bugatti of nanosuits. T’Challa wishes his kitty outfit was as cool as ours.”

Peter laughed and soon they forgot all about Rogers as they spent the rest of the afternoon tinkering with the Iron Spider.

[ermwhatsup]

favourite lines from Good Omens

- Crowley: My point is-my point is...dolphins, that’s my point

- Crowley: You’re supposed to thwart the wiles of the Evil One at every turn, aren’t you?

Aziraphale: Well...

Crowley: See a wile, you thwart. Am I right?

- Aziraphale: Well I’ll be damned.

Crowley: It’s not that bad once you get used to it.

- Gabriel: As the almighty likes to say, “climb every mountain”

- Sign in Hell: Please do not lick the walls

- Crowley: The Hell Hound will be the key. It shows up at 3:00 on Wednesday.

Aziraphale: Right. You’ve never actually mentioned a Hell Hound before.

Crowley: Oh, yeah. They’re sending him a Hell Hound.

- Aziraphale, about Warlock: He’s over there writing a rude word on a description of a dinosaur.

- Crowley: Yeah, just checking in about the Hell Hound.

Dagon: He should be with you by now. Why? Has something gone wrong, Crowley?

Crowley: Wrong? No, no. Nothing’s wrong. What could be wrong? Oh, no I see him now, yes. What a lovely big helly Hell Hound. Yes, okay, great talking to you.

- Crowley: Why did the powers of Hell have to drag me into this anyway?

Aziraphale: Well, don’t quote me on this, but I’m pretty sure it’s because of all those memos you kept sending them, saying how amazingly well you were doing.

Crowley: Is it my fault they never check-up? I’m to blame they never check-up? Everyone stretches the truth a bit in memos to head office, you know that.

Aziraphale: Yes, but you told them you invented the Spanish Inquisition and started the Second World War.

- Aziraphale: Can I help you?

Gabriel: I would like to purchase one of your material objects.

Sandalphon: Books

Gabriel: Books. Let us discuss my purchase in a private place because I am buying uh-

Sandalphon: Pornography.

Gabriel: Pornography.

- Gabriel, loudly: Thank you for my pornography!

- God, about War: She’s been killing time for so long now. Time, and sometimes people.

- Janice: Just so that you know, Norman, I’ve registered a complaint with HR about this whole training initiative nonsense.

Nigel: It’s a team-building exercise, Janice. And, um, just so as you know, there’s no “I” in “team”, yeah?

Office guy: But there’s two “I”s in “building”, Nigel. And an “I” in “exercise”.

- Shadwell: You have your own teeth?

Newton: Yes.

Shadwell: How many nipples have you got?

- God: He had heard about talking to plants in the early 70s and thought it an excellent idea. Although “talking” is perhaps the wrong word for what Crowley does.

Crowley: *yelling at and threatening plants*

- Madame Tracy: Are you not here for intimate personal relaxation and stress relief for the discerning gentleman?

Newton: No. I’m here to join the Witchfinder Army.

- Aziraphale: Watch out for that pedestrian!

Crowley: She’s on the street. She knows the risk she’s taking.

- Aziraphale: Crowley, you can’t do 90 miles per hour in Central London!

Crowley: Why not?

Aziraphale: You’ll get us killed. Well, inconveniently discorporated.

- God: Wensleydale’s first name is Jeremy but nobody’s ever used it, not even his parents who call him “Youngster”. All that stands between Wensleydale and chartered accountancy is time.

- God: Every gang needs a Brian. Always grimy, always supportive of anything Adam invents or needs.

- Adam: Get off the torturing swing and let someone else have a turn.

- Aziraphale: Um, are you sure this is the right place? This-this doesn’t look like a hospital and...it feels loved.

Crowley: No, it’s definitely the place. What do you mean “loved”?

Aziraphale: Well, I mean the opposite of when you say, “I don’t like this place. It feels spooky”.

Crowley: I don’t ever say that. I like spooky. Big spooky fan, me. Let’s go talk to some nuns.

- Aziraphale: You know, Crowley, I’ve always said that deep down, you really are quite a nice-

Crowley: Shut it! I’m a demon, I’m not nice. I’m never nice!

- Crowley: He won’t even know it but his powers will keep him hidden from prying occult forces.

Aziraphale: Occult forces?

Crowley: You and me.

Aziraphale: I’m not occult

Crowley: Oh.

Aziraphale: Angels aren’t occult, we’re ethereal.

- Aziraphale, after Anathema and the car collide: You hit someone.

Crowley: I didn’t. Someone hit me.

- Aziraphale: Just a perfectly normal velocipede.

Crowley: Bicycle.

- Aziraphale, about the Flood: When it’s done, uh, the Almighty’s going to put up a new thing called a “rain bow”, as a promise not to drown everyone again.

Crowley: How kind.

- Crowley: Oh, I’ve changed it.

Aziraphale: Changed what?

Crowley: My name. “Crawley” just wasn’t doing it for me. It’s a bit too...squirming-at-your-feet-ish.

Aziraphale: Well you were a snake.

- Crowley: What was it he said that got everyone so upset?

Aziraphale: “Be kind to each other.”

Crowley: Oh, yeah, that’ll do it.

- Aziraphale: Still a demon, then?

Crowley: What kind of stupid question is that, “Still a demon”? What else am I gonna be? An aardvark?

- Aziraphale: We may have both started off as angels, but you are fallen.

Crowley: I didn’t really fall. I just, you know, sauntered vaguely downward.

- Crowley: I wrote it down, walls have ears. Well, not walls, trees have ears. Ducks have ears. Do ducks have ears? Must do. That’s how they hear other ducks.

- Crowley, walking painfully down the church aisle: Sorry, consecrated ground. It’s like being on a beach in bare feet.

- Aziraphale: That was very kind of you.

Crowley: Shut up.

- Shadwell: You are not yourself a witch, warlock, or someone who calls your cat funny names?

- Anathema: I’m fine!

Adam: But you were crying.

Anathema: I know!

- Adam: Look, excuse me for asking. If it’s not a personal question, but are you a witch?

Anathema: No, I’m an...occultist.

Adam: Oh, well, that’s alright then.

- Adam: Nuclear power stations are rubbish.

Anathema: Yes! Yes they are!

Adam: We went to one on a school trip and there was nothing bubbling and there wasn’t any green smoke and there weren’t anyone in those space suits. And it was so dull.

Anathema: Well, yes, but we need to get rid of them.

Adam: Serves them right for not bubbling.

- Adam: Obviously the aliens used to do that. Now they give messages of global peace and cosmic harmony and the government hushes it all up.

Wensleydale: Why?

Adam: It’s what they do. They hush up aliens and nuclear reactors and the people from Tibet who have secret tunnels and are listening to everything we say.

- Lesley the delivery dude: Ours is not to reason why. Ours is to deliver packages.

- Brian: We don’t take sweets from...

Pepper: Witches.

Wensleydale: I do.

- Harriet: Is this because I said the President’s wife looked like a floozy? Because I never said that.

- Shadwell: You are possessed by a demon, and I will exorcise you with bell, book, and candle!

Aziraphale: Yes, uh, fine.

- Fireman: Are you the owner of this establishment?

Crowley: Do I look like I run a bookshop?

- Crowley: Aziraphale! For God’s- For Satan’s- Ah! For somebody’s sake, where are you?!

- Crowley, about to drop his sunglasses on the ground: I shouldn’t litter, should I? I mean, I probably should litter, I’m a demon, after all.

- Newscaster: Motorists are being advised to avoid the M25 London orbital motorway because, in the words of a Transportation Department spokesman, “it’s on fire or something.” What does that even mean?

- Shadwell: This Antichrist of yours, how many nipples does he have?

Aziraphale: Uh, oodles of them. Pots of nipples. Nipples everywhere.

Shadwell: Then I’m your man.

- Crowley: You know the thing I like best about time, is that every day it takes us further away from the 14th century.

- After Crowley drives past in his flaming car and waves

Officer 1: What was-

Officer 2: Right now that’s someone else’s problem.

- USA military dude 1: What the heck?

USA military dude 2: Did you really just say “what the heck”?

- Beelzebub: We built this place for you specially. It shall be your place of trial and it shall be your place of destruction.

“Crowley”: Guys, you shouldn’t have gone to all the trouble.

- Aziraphale: Crowley, he’s got a gun. He’s pointing it. Do something!

Crowley, looking at the burning wreckage of his car: I am having a moment here.

- Aziraphale: We are here to lick some serious butt.

Crowley: “Kick”, Aziraphale. It’s “kick butt”. For Heaven’s sake! Oh, I can’t believe I just said that.

- Pepper, after Anathema says Newt is her boyfriend: Another deluded victim of the patriarchy.

- Beelzebub: Crowley, the traitor.

Crowley: That is not a nice word.

- Gabriel: God does not play games with the universe.

Crowley: Where have you been?

- Aziraphale: Come up with something! Or...or I’ll never talk to you again.

- Uriel: Renegade angels all tied up with strings.

Sandalphon: These are a few of our favourite things.

- “Aziraphale”: Well. Lovely knowing you all. May we meet on a better occasion.

Gabriel: Shut your stupid mouth and die already.

- “Crowley”: I don’t suppose that anywhere in the nine circles of Hell there’s such thing as a rubber duck?

- Wensleydale: How long until they let you out?

Adam: Years. Years and years, I expect.

Pepper: What about tomorrow?

Adam: Tomorrow will be alright. They’ll have forgotten about it by then.

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Episode 4: Mistakes and Monsters

Show notes & transcript below the cut.

SHOW NOTES:

Seventy Years of Sleep - https://cardiamachina.co.vu/tagged/seventy%20years%20of%20sleep

Critical Role - https://critrole.com/

“No One is Alone” - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5xaxP_kErTU

TRANSCRIPT:

EP 4: MISTAKES AND MONSTERS

Hello, bees. It's me, Sara, sending you light and love, and also a bunch of things I've been super into lately that I think might be your jam. Welcome to A Soft Place to Land.

Item the first: We deserve a soft epilogue, my love

Or, my Bucky Barnes problem

Everyone who knows me just groaned a little bit at that subtitle. If I’ve talked to you too much about anything, ever, it’s probably either Leverage or Bucky Barnes slash the Winter Soldier from the Marvel universe. Some of you may assume it springs from my decade-long angry crush on Sebastian Stan, who plays him in the movies, and that certainly didn’t help. But the real problem is that Bucky Barnes fits into the mold almost perfectly of “fictional characters to whom Sara will get overly attached very quickly.” Naomi Nagata from The Expanse. Donna Noble from Doctor Who. Duck Newton from The Adventure Zone: Amnesty. Bigwig from Watership Down. A million others.

For me, there is something very meaningful about a character with whom you initially click. You start a piece of fiction and something in you just resonates. It also, to be honest, sometimes makes engaging with fiction difficult. I want Bucky to be happy. I want Donna to be happy. I want my precious babies to be happy and I don’t want anyone or anything to hurt them ever again. I haven’t rewatched Captain America: Civil War in a long time, because I don’t want to watch what that movie show what it knows about Bucky, and I don’t want to watch what it chooses to do about it, and it’s not even that I’m mad about as that I don’t want to see it again.

There’s a poem that makes the rounds on Tumblr and in fandom circles often. That it comes from Seventy Years of Sleep, a fan-written poetry cycle about Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes is, I think, less well known, but makes it mean more, honestly, to me. The bit I’m thinking of goes,

I think we deserve

A soft epilogue, my love.

We are good people

And we’ve suffered enough.

And that’s what I want for my faves: a soft epilogue, loosed from their suffering. A time and a place to heal, to learn to live with the pain they have caused, and the harm they have done, and to find the next right thing to do.

Item the second: Venom in your veins

Or, I promise I’m not going to talk about Critical Role too much

It’s just that I have been rewatching the show during this time, and it’s been hitting me especially hard. It’s voice actors who play D&D together, basically. If you are an anime, video game, or internet person, you’ve almost certainly heard one or more of these voice actors in things. And if you’re a tabletop role-playing game person, you’ve almost certainly heard of the D&D game they play on the internet. And that’s all great, I’m happy to hit you up to explain the appeal, or to advise you where in the first campaign to start watching (it’s later than you think!). But lately I’ve been stuck on a line, a particular line, spoken in a particular way by a particular character. I’m struggling to give a little context without spoiling anything, so I’ll say: this speech, which I’m about to read to you, is by a character who has done horrible, horrible things in their past. They were manipulated into the choosing, but they still chose, and they believe without question that the choices they made have doomed them. They will never be forgiven, and they will never deserve forgiveness. Or at least, that’s what they believe - their friends have different beliefs. But anyway, this character is talking to another, who has recently come to light as having also made choices that, in the choosing, may have damned them forever to be unforgivable. And here’s the speech. It’s short, I promise, and I’ve cut out one instance where the speaker says the listener’s name. Okay.

You listen to me. I know what you are talking about. I know. And the difference between you and I, is thinner than a razor. I know what it means to have other people complicate your desires and wishes. And I was like you, was. I know what a fool I have been for years. And I am looking at him as if I am looking in a mirror. You didn’t account for us–good. That is life. Shit hits you sideways in life, and no one is prepared, no one is ready. These people…changed me. These people can change you. You were not born with venom in your veins. You learned it. You learned it. You have a rare opportunity here. One chance–to save yourself. And we are offering it. And I am pleading with you. To find your better self–he is still there. Maybe you and I are both damned. But we can choose to do something, and leave it better than it was before.

It’s important, I think, to note that “you were not born with venom in your veins” is in iambic pentameter, which always tickles the back of my mind when I hear it even if I don’t know why, thanks, theater. And it’s important to note, too, that this is an improvised show by voice actors, and that the character speaking is played by someone with a heavy background in theater, and that when the actor said that line as the character I personally burst into tears and then yelled about it for like fifteen minutes to a friend who’s also a big Critical Role fan and was also crying.

Item the third: it was learned

Or, all my faves are the same person for a reason

So, okay. This is getting a little heavier than I expected, but we’ve got one more place to look before we step back out into the sunlight. Me.

Hi, I’m Sara. Once upon a time, I was a person with a set of core, sturdy beliefs. They made me who I was. Every decision I made was based on them. Every action I took, every ripple I made, came from this core set of beliefs. And acting off of those beliefs, in the ways I was taught and shown, hurt people. I hurt people.

I was condescending and cruel, vicious, self-righteous. I insisted everyone live up to an example, and when they didn’t, I wrote them off as failures. I believed so hard and so loud and so much that everyone who didn’t believe the same rang as a liar or a bad person to me. I spent, let’s say, fifteen or sixteen years soaked in and taught and shown that belief, and then, in the space of about a year, it was ripped out of me.

Over the next couple of years, I began to collapse, slow but sure, as the cornerstone and entirety of the person I was dissolved away. When you are built around a belief, and then you don’t believe it anymore, and it’s gone - who the hell are you? Who do you become?

When you realize, as you’re terrified and grieving, as you’re brokenly trying to assemble shards into something like a person, that you hurt people before, when you were acting out of your belief, what do you do? How do you make amends? How to reckon with the pain you caused, and your at the time sincere belief that the pain was right and good, justified, that you were doing the right thing? That you did something terrible, many terrible somethings, out of intentions that were sincere and deeply held? That the people who taught you those beliefs, that the people who encouraged them, still hold those beliefs, and may or may not ever realize how deeply you held them, too, and how the damage you have done sprang so strongly from that core? How do you make friends now? How do you deserve them? How do you live with the things you’ve done and said, the chances you were given and ignored, the thousands of ways you could have seen the pain you were causing and just…stopped?  And you didn’t?

There’s a reason Bucky Barnes is my favorite fictional character.

Item the final: No one is alone

Or, one another’s terrible mistakes

Into the Woods has been an odd sort of touchstone in my life. In high school speech class, reading through a huge filing cabinet full of scripts to chop into monologues and duets, I stumbled over it. I don’t know why it was in there, it’s a musical, and there wasn’t, at the time, a musical theatre program in my school. It didn’t, I don’t think, have the musical notation in with it, not that I can read music well enough to have done anything if it was there. But I, having grown up with fractured fairy tales, kept reading, and got to the lyrics for the song “No One is Alone.” It comes towards the end: two adults talking to two children about loss, and grief, and the ways they can shape our vision. In this little song, there are so many connected ideas about how fear and sadness and hurt can make us forget who we are. That everyone makes mistakes, that no single person has a handle on what’s right or good. That every choice has a consequence, and that every consequence leads to another choice. That our moralities are constructed around our histories and our choices. That most people are, most of the time, just trying to get through the world with the people they love. Witches and giants aren’t the enemy: the pain we cause out of our own pain is the enemy. It can be, in these times, in our interconnected world, so hard to choose. So hard to choose kindness over retaliation, so hard to choose justice over comfort, so hard to choose action over silence. And it can feel so alone. You, standing under a giant’s shadow, choosing to listen to what the giant is saying before you strike it down. You, staring a witch in the face, choosing to understand the decisions she made that led her here. You, looking into your own heart, seeing how every mistake you’ve made and hurt you’ve endured has built you. Your pain, our pain, makes us, in some ways. It tries to tell us what’s right and what’s wrong, but we still get to decide if we agree. No one is alone - not us, not you, not the people who are not on your side. And so, the song insists, since none of us are alone, we can shape the effects of our mistakes. We can make better mistakes. We decide what’s right. We decide what’s good.

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Theme music for A Soft Place to Land is “Repose,” by Chase Miller, off his album Burnout. Chase’s music can be found at chasemiller.bandcamp.com. Show notes and episode transcripts are at softplacepod.tumblr.com. You can find me on Twitter @cyranoh_ and you can listen to me jabber on as the foil to my very good friend Anna on our parenting podcast, The Parent Rap, at parentrap.net.

I love you very much. Take care of yourselves. See you soon.

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Let me start by laying out a few important things before heading down the dark path I am about to take you on: Auburn now has two losses, both to Top Ten teams,one of which was a mere three-point loss to the number one team in the country. Both games were on the road, which is hard for any quarterback, especially a true freshman. Both games were extremely winnable. The Tigers are still No. 11 and have a chance to finish in the Top Ten with two huge games remaining, both inside Jordan-Hare. If we Auburn fans know anything, it’s frustration, and the only way this season might be more frustrating would be to beat both Georgia and Alabama, which means that winning either the Florida or LSU contests likely would have resulted in a trip to the College Football Playoff. It’s almost destiny that Auburn will do just that. The Tigers certainly could do it, if nothing else, because of the Tigers’ defense.

If you still believe in Gus Malzahn, you might want to quit reading this article. Although some may think he can’t beat either Bama or Georgia, we know he can because he has.

However, the point of this post is the entirety of the Malzahn era in which 2019 is just another chapter of the book on Gus. 

Let’s begin with this weekend’s loss. We are aware that Auburn’s magnificent defense, perhaps the best we’ve ever seen, stifled an LSU offense that was  averaging 50 points per game and, yes, did it against holds, hands to the face, and refs that wouldn’t call either. If the refs throw just one flag, perhaps on the touchdown that gave LSU its first  lead of the game, Auburn wins despite its offensive struggles. But the flag wasn’t thrown, and despite two fourth-down stops, an interception on the goal line, and a muffed punt in the red zone, Auburn lost the game. A frustrated Marlon Davidson, one of Auburn’s defensive leaders, offered a “no comment” on whether or not Auburn’s offensive ineptitude was responsible for the loss. Auburn fans are  saying that Auburn’s best defense in a generation is being squandered by a bogged-down offense.

But, wait a second. Isn’t offense what Malzahn was brought to Auburn to deliver? Once again, however, Auburn’s play calling and execution against an elite team was beyond mystifying. Consider that Auburn’s best offensive play of the first half was a delay draw to D. J. Williams meant to run out the clock. Instead, Williams ripped a massive run that put Auburn in position to take the lead going into halftime. But, with seconds left, Bo Nix tossed up a terrible wounded-duck pass that was picked off. While one might applaud his willingness to “take a shot,” the fact is he was running for his life and simply threw the ball across his body in the general direction of a receiver.

Auburn’s best play of the second half was almost identical to the play that ended the half except, somehow, Seth Williams caught the ball. Yes, it was an outstanding catch. Yes, it led to an Auburn touchdown, but that’s not the point. That pass play, with mere minutes left in the game, finally put Bo Nix over 100 yards passing. But otherwise, Auburn’s offense had five false starts, two intentional groundings (neither anywhere close to being arguable), and a snap over and to the right of Nix by center Caleb Kim. Anthony Schwartz had only three touches, just one in the first half. This is another head-scratcher just weeks after Malzahn admitted to not using the speedster enough against Florida.

Bo Nix threw at least three passes out of the back of the end zone. D. J, Williams’s two big runs accounted for almost all of Auburn’s rushing yards. To cap things off, despite the trick plays, the screens, and other typical “Gusist” plays, Malzahn looked to Boobee Whitlow, two weeks out of knee surgery, to provide a spark from the Wildcat.This may be the worst and most irresponsible coaching move since riding an injured Sean White into battle for the duration of the 2015 Georgia game.

Sound familiar? Auburn fans around the country are wondering just how bad QB backup Joey Gatewood can be in order to warrant sticking around under a QB completing 42% of his passes while throwing more INT’s than TD’s in Auburn’s two losses. Certainly, Bo Nix is young, and that these are vital teaching moments for the true freshman that are important to his  future development. 

But, hold up. Let’s break that down for a moment. 

First of all, the age of true freshmen being tossed into the fire, taking their lumps, and developing over time is over. Just look at Auburn’s biggest rivals: Alabama and Georgia have both played for national championships with freshman quarterbacks. Clemson beat Alabama for a national title with a freshman QB.

The list of successful freshman QB’s is long and speaks to the ability of SEC and other premier programs to recruit and develop young talent. Furthermore, they do it so well that backups from those teams have gone on to be successful starters at other programs. Jalen Hurts may win a Heisman at Oklahoma. Justin Fields didn’t win the job in Athens, but he may be a Heisman finalist for Ohio State. Jacob Eason couldn’t take the job back from Jake Fromm at UGA but is now starting in Seattle for Washington and finding a lot of success.

That brings us to our final point: what is Gus Malzahn doing differently than the rest of these successful programs? Is he recruiting and developing on the same level as his counterparts? 

The answer is emphatically, no, at least on the development front. His innovative, fast-paced offense brought him to Auburn in 2009 as a coordinator and, then, as head coach in 2013. Since then, Auburn has had three ten-win seasons, all carried on the back of the offense led by transfer QB’s Cam Newton, Nick Marshall, and Jarrett Stidham. (Although the latter two seemed to regress in their second seasons.) Meanwhile, a Malzhan-recruited kid has never won more than eight games in a season.

One thing Auburn and Malzahn have done better than any one else is land freshmen recruits who don’t pan out. But while Barrett Trotter, Jeremy Johnson, and Sean White are easy to point at, the discussion should really be about all of the quarterbacks along who never saw the field in any real capacity under Malzahn: Kiehl Frazier in 2011, Zeke Pike in 2012, Tyler Queen and Jason Smith in 2015, Woody Barrett and John Franklin, III in 2016, and Malik Willis in 2017. While several of these quarterbacks were three stars, the vast majority of them were four- or five-star recruits. None made any impact at Auburn. 

In today’s football, transfers are common, especially among highly-recruited players who don’t win jobs early in their career. This is exacerbated at the QB position as can be seen by the list from Clemson, Alabama, and UGA. The difference is, not only can Auburn not field a top-notch QB or develop them over the course of a career, it can’t even keep them on campus. Perhaps the most scathing aspect of all this is that these recruits haven’t been able to start at other schools. Woody Barrett was a four-star recruit and the sixth best in the nation in high school when he came to Auburn and sat behind Jarrett Stidham. Queen and Pike wound up changing positions at other schools. Smith played WR at Auburn in a limited capacity. White gave up the game. Johnson has become a punchline. Franklin couldn’t crack the QB spot at FAU and ended up getting NFL work as a corner. Currently, Barrett doesn’t even start for Kent State. 

There can be no legitimate argument that Nix is on the same path as Jake Fromm or Tua Tagovialoa, and the lone point in his favor is that his offensive line hasn’t done its job in either pass or run blocking, even though Auburn is playing an all senior line. The future here is not bright, because it’s unlikely that Malzahn will develop Nix in the offseason, and it’s unlikely that he will have a competent line in front of him to start 2020. Meanwhile, Auburn’s 2019 running game has struggled mightily against good competition. Many believe Gatewood could give Auburn a chance to run to set up the pass to a good set of receivers. Yet, playing Gatewood during Nix’s struggles was never a thought in the coach’s mind, based on post-game interviews. 

After another dreadful performance by Auburn’s young QB, one has to wonder if Gus can develop a quarterback? Following a second disappointing loss, fans are left with three possibilities: Gus is showing favoritism to Nix, Gus is too bullheaded, or Gus believes that Gatewood has no chance of being any more successful than Nix. Regardless of which it is, all three are on Gus.

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With the final episode of my relisten to Amnesty, I thought I would take the opportunity to remind everyone of this.

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Sorry I haven’t been posted in a bit, I’ve been hyper fixated on whats been happening in Gaza and its been hard to do much for such a long time but I was able to do some work for my friend. Uhhhh please make sure to do research on what’s happening in Palestine and spread awareness. 💕💕💕💕

Anyways, I love these two they are like the bestest of friends.

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You know I cannot understand people who dont ship or like ducknerva. Like i respect peoples ships and headcanons and indruck is fine and whatever but what Ducknerva have is one of a kind, more unique and special than anything else.

They not only have been connected for years and years, trained together and built one another up more and more, but also simply the way they talk together is just so kind, genuine, and full of care and love. I've recently listened ti amnesty again, and the way Minerva addresses Duck, talks to him, she sees him more than he ever was or will be. She cares for him deeply and unconditionally, believing in everything he does and everything he will do. She believes he is strong, stronger than he could ever realize himself and is the only one who truly recognizes the strength that Duck Newton holds. He is not just a forest ranger wielding a talking sword, no, he is a warrior with a destiny that he is ready to fulfill. He strikes down his foes with precision and grace, he strikes true and even if he believes he might not be, hes a true born hero. She sees him for that. Maybe the only other person who came close to seeing him like the way that Minerva does is Ned Chicane.

Minerva and Ducks connection is strong, its beautiful, and even more so, extremely powerful, just like who they are as people.

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Duck Newton would give really good hugs... but only people he's close to. If anyone he kinda knew (cause he wouldn't give a hug to someone he didn't know) asked, it'd probably be REALLY fucking awkward. But when it comes to people he loves, his hugs are warm, friendly, and calming.

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Hey guys…

I decided to do something tn…

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Its a little rushed but im we have the finished product folks!!

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Wasnt gonna post this yet but decided fuck it, will be posting the completed set soon…. Also tomorrow im drawing duck skitching hehe

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Daily duck art. :)