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This time, Jaime Lannister thought that just maybe, he had been banished from her grace's presence. for good. He hadn't known exactly where he was going, either. Casterly Rock was not an option, and he did want to keep the vow to help in the fight against the dead. But, he was not the fighter, that he once was. He could hold his own, sure. But, he felt like he owed the people his loyalty.
As a Lannister, a Lannister always paid their debts. He didn't even feel like a Lannister anymore, most of the Lannister army had been depleted. He was still a night.
Stopping somewhere near Harrenhal, which was a good distance north of King's Landing but still West of Blackwater Bay and Dragonstone, he decided to get some food, and something to drink for him and for his horse. He had been numb since he left King's Landing and now, he just wanted to feel more numb, he supposed.
Sitting down, he muttered to someone, that he heard say Kingslayer, from the corner. Always with the Kingslayer. Speaking to no one in particular, he spoke. "They've spilled more blood than the rest of us combined."
-Pulls out AU idea cauldron and tosses stuff into it-
Let's put in some Ghost King/Prince Danny.... But also some deaged to toddlerhood Danny that gets yeeted into the DCverse!
Like imagine, tiny baby Danny with his tiny crown of ice floating above his head and his galaxy cape wrapped around him and uses it like a baby blanket. He didn't mean to fall into a different universe, a natural portal opened up and he was being a curious little thing! He didn't mean to trip and fall in during his nap time.
Nor was he expecting to fall into this realm during a rogue attack and knock out said rogue cause they were being a meanie and harming people and now Danny just wants his nap time cause he spent a lot of his tiny engery and he wants to find a nice spot.
Danny finds a place to crash, snuggling himself into his cape and the astronaut bear Danielle got him during her last visit that he takes everywhere since.
He's out like a light as the door to this safe house that belongs to one of the Bats opens up.
Meanwhile. In the Infinite Realms, Queen Regent Jazz is going into Mama Bear Jazz Mode trying to find her deaged brother, keeping the Realms in check, and is resisting the urge to put CW in time out Soup Time because he's being cyptided again about Danny whereabouts!!! UGH!
i keep thinking about that one initate from the movies, who shares basically Shaak Ti's whole patterning and coloring
and I know that might be because they originally planned on all togruta having the same markings or smt, but as canon stands now, the most logical explenation is that this kid is a direct relative of Shaak's
You know what a potentially hilarious story idea would be?
I saw this post a while ago and have no hope of finding the original again, but I remember something about the world finding out that Bruce Wayne funds the Justice League, and there was an uproar. Why does one man, no matter how beloved by his home, get to have any say in with the JL does with the money he gives them? B then has to outsource so much money through off-shores and charity just to keep the JL at the same level of funds because property damage and equipment is expensive.
That post, as my memory distracts me from my current task, inspired this.
Everyone knows that Batman is strict about identities, more so than literally everyone else. Because of that, he refuses to give up anything other than being born and raised in Gotham. That's fine because none of the others really jump at the chance to tell each other their real names until the Watchtower goes up, anyway.
None of the heroes know that he funds everything the JL does/is/has. But, what if he planned ahead? He knew that people were gonna eventually find out that Bruce Wayne basically owns the Justice League (he also owns the trademark), so he had a plan in place. It was just a matter of waiting to enact it, maybe see if any more players would need to be added.
Before the Justice League is announced by the public, Bruce Wayne funds them through Batman. When the group expands and the Hall of Justice is built, Bruce Wayne approaches Oliver Queen and Arthur Curry. He explains the public outcry of a single person privately funding the World's Heroes and asks if they'll split the bill with him three ways.
Naturally, he knows Oliver is Green Arrow and Arthur is Aquaman.
They're reluctant to agree, though Bruce knows they will in the end. They ask why he's so invested, why he'd come to them. After all, Bruce Wayne's a bimbo on his beast days, a whore on his worst days; Oliver's still relearning to navigate the world after being missing for five years; and Arthur's a lighthouse keeper in Maine. Not really the best choices to fund heroes, let alone make any financial decisions.
Bruce, because he's a dramatic bitch, drops into his Batman Persona - sans the entire costume - and says, "Because you're Green Arrow, you're Aquaman," his voice also drops to his Batman voice here, "and I'm Batman."
i cannot wait to tell yall about this WILD arg that some mysterious stranger is putting my household through. i wouldnt believe it if it wasnt happening to me
we make a monthly zine that accepts submissions, and someone emailed in this poem...
right away we noticed the capital letters and put them together.
Holy shit.
We thought it was cool, but had nothing else to solve. Then, the next day... A stranger asks one of our friends at their place of work if they know the editors of the magazine, hands them a beaten up envelope, and walks away.
On the outside is the name Malum Mors and the coordinates to a local fountain. INSIDE...
It solves to say "caesar cipher," a kind of cipher where you move letters in a message a certain number down the alphabet. the sum of the three 3's gave us 9, but nothing to decode yet.
Again, we hit a dead end. THEN.... an account with no content followed us. In the description was this:
Using the caesar cipher number, it says "What are you looking at?"
But guys. there is So. Much. More. its been so exciting and a little creepy, ill update this post once we write our article about this baffling chain of puzzles and riddles we've been getting
I think the closest to a Bill redemption I think I’d ever enjoy is redemption with zero forgiveness from Ford or anyone else from the Pines family.
If I’m remembering correctly the final stage of theraprism is reincarnation, so maybe having to accept that he will never be forgiven for his actions would be the “final trial” before reincarnation.
Only then could he re-enter Ford’s life, as a harmless, funky looking newt.
It's always funny to me when in an lu fic the chain is offered bananas and don't accept them. Like, you're offering these high energy adventures free food?? Fruit they'll have never even heard of before??? A ridiculously expensive imported good at best?? AND it boosts your attack?
Not ONE of these idiots would ever turn down something new and interesting to eat at least once. They'd be all over those bananas and immediately get dubbed yiga and I'm honestly surprised no one has used it in a fic yet 🤭
Although I pictured Jude a certain way (physically) while reading the books, it really doesn't make much difference to the romance aspect of the trilogy.
They didn't struggle with their feelings because Jude was ugly/plain/gorgeous. They struggled because their stations in the social hierarchy were polar opposites, yet they both resented each other.
Cardan was a prince who saw his station as a play. He had no support network, his guardian beat him for fun, his friends were just using his birthright to get away with being turds. When Jude looked at him, she saw a spoiled prince who did whatever pleased him, blessed with being born into it and reminding her she would never be like them.
And then Jude, who saw herself as human/weak/lesser than. Who spent 10 years letting insults slide and hiding under tables in hopes of raising enough in the hierarchy to - even if not truly belong there - at least be left the fuck alone. Cardan looked at her and saw the General's favoured daughter, raised as Gentry, never in rags or forgotten if she were to sleep on stables. Jude reminded Cardan what he did not have despite being a prince.
Random Thought #34: If Madam Yu really had cut off Wei Wuxian's sword hand in order to appease Wang Lingjiao before the Jiang Clan was wiped out, then Jiang Cheng truly and honestly would have been fucked cause no way in hell would Wei Wuxian give up his core after that. He was already thinking of his hand in terms of debt ("if it's in exchange for the peace of the sect..." —exr), and to take away his sword hand is to cripple his ability to cultivate, which he considers a debt he owes to the Jiang for teaching him, to begin with. The scores would have been cleared, then, so any other ask (like, say, protecting the only surviving heir with his life) would be considered extraneous. Wei Wuxian would still do it because it was the right thing to do at the time with the knowledge that he had, but once Jiang Cheng lost his core? That's a wrap!
thinking about how ballister's sword was given to him by ambrosius to aid him in becoming a knight and possibly as a token of friendship or love... and the director yoinked that shit and replaced it with a tool of destruction that almost cost ballister his life and resulted in ambrosius cutting off the arm he was going to wield that gift with
also let's not forget the director would've also killed ambrosius with ballister's actual sword if nimona hadn't gotten there first. she literally would've used something he gave ballister out of love to murder him.
man like. there's a 'g' turned to a 'b' carved on that sword. that's their names put together. that's their history together. that's nearly their whole lives spent together. loving each other. taken away and used as a weapon against both of them. this movie's great. i love this movie
Meet the Experiment group, aka the Hot Lunch Bunch
And the Control group, who are also technically receiving a hot lunch but it's not quite as hot I guess.
I've taken initial measurements for all participants and logged baseline weight and length, and the majority of these kiddos have already started eating their meals!
An early pitfall: my hypothesis that cooked prey would be more readily accepted seems to have been correct. A few of the Control group haven't taken meals yet while all of the Experiment group are taking meals with gusto.
If the Control kiddos don't get with the program they're going to skew my data. >:(
Every time LDS kids come to my neighborhood I am so so nice to them. I hope they remember the blue haired lady who was kind, when people try to convince them the outside world is bad and scary. (Also they are always so young! I want to feed them cookies and give them Diana Wynne Jones books or something)
Thank you! Honestly, this sort of kindness can go a really long way, even if it doesn't seem like it at the time.
LDS children and missionaries (and the majority of the latter are barely of age) are often the people who interact the most with non-Mormons on a daily basis, and thus are kind of the "face" of the Church to non-Mormons a lot of the time. As a result, they're frequently the ones who actually experience the brunt of antagonism towards the Church, which only reinforces the distrust they've already been taught to feel towards the rest of the world.
It's not that the Church doesn't deserve this antagonism, but a lot of people seem to take this enormous pride in showing up Mormon teenagers who have spent most of their lives under intense social pressure, instruction, expectation, and close observation from both their peers and from older authorities in the Church (it largely operates on seniority, so young unmarried people in particular tend to have very little power within its hierarchies). Being "owned" for clout by non-Mormons doesn't prove anything to most of them except that their leaders and parents are right and they can't trust people outside the Church.
The fact that the Church usually does provide a tightly-knit community, a distinct and familiar culture, and a well-developed infrastructure for supporting its members' needs as long as they do [xyz] means that there can be very concrete benefits to staying in the Church, staying closeted, whatever. So if, additionally, a Mormon kid has every reason to think that nobody outside the Church is going to extend compassion or kindness towards them, that the rest of the world really is as hostile and dangerous as they've been told, the stakes for leaving are all the higher, despite the costs of staying.
So people from "outside" who disrupt this narrative of a hostile, threatening world that cannot conceivably understand their experiences or perspectives can be really important. It's important for them to know that there are communities and reliable support systems outside the Church, that leaving the Church does not have to mean being a pariah in every context, that there are concrete resources outside the Church, that compassion and decency in ordinary day-to-day life is not the province of any particular religion or sect and can be found anywhere. This kind of information can be really important evidence for people to have when they are deciding how much they're willing to risk losing.
So yeah, all of this is to say that you're doing a good thing that may well provide a lifeline for very vulnerable people, even if you don't personally see results at the time.