#steve vc: i can do this all day

[grimmusings]

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⭐ Thor Odinson (MCU) + Ellen Ripley (Alien): I just think this would be such a fun crossover! I'm picturing post-Ragnarok (maybe post-Thanos) Thor with all the #trauma and Ripley hunting Xenomorphs together. He's finally got an alien problem he can do something about. *cracks knuckles*

⭐ Andy Barber (Defending Jacob) + Isabella Meyers (OC): Former district attorney meeting his replacement? Or maybe just a fresh start and new lawyer friends after the events of the show, but he could be a threat to her professional reputation. I've never written him in a paranormal verse, but that could be interesting too!

⭐ Grant Andersen (OC) + Alba Reyes (OC): Aside from the fact that they have cute photo ops together (and I'm a sucker for photo resources), tell me these two aren't a set up for the fluffiest coffee shop AU. He's totally that sweet idiot who would come to her cafe every day just to see her.

[dicktective]

[werner herzog in the mandelorian vc] eye would like to see 'CALIFORNIA HERE WE COME' 👀

bahahaha well it's written partly by myself and party by kat but i'll share some of what i wrote:

It starts with Robin. 

Not that he was ever the sort of person to believe in like, fate, or God, or whatever, but every single action--every single moment up until this exact moment in time--started with her.

Beneath him, as his feet dangle knee deep in the depths of the cold morning surf, he tries not to feel overwhelmingly suffocated by this particular fact. Because he can’t hate Robin. He can’t. He knows that none of this is actually her fault--that he and he alone was in charge of the series of spurious, half-baked ideas that lead to this particular sequence of events--but god, why didn’t she try and stop him? 

Oh, right. 

She had. 

She had tried to tell him this was a dumb idea--just wait it out for another year, dingus’; we can move in with each other then--and Steve had looked her, scoffed with his eyebrows raised cheek achingly high, and let an incredulous: fuck that. 

So he bought a van. 

He put in his two weeks notice with his boss at Sears--the older woman was almost sad to see him go--said he had a way with the customers--and took out a bank draft.

He bought a van, packed it in a moment of ill-conceived anger directed vaguely towards his father, and spent two days driving to California. He got lost only once (or maybe twice), but when he showed up outside the dormitories of UCLA, unshowered and half asleep from two uncomfortable nights spent sleeping curled up on the floor behind the driver seat, Robin had nearly killed him. 

He had to listen to her rattle off a list of all the reasons why dumping half of his savings into a stupid van (a really, really ugly one, she added) to follow her halfway across the country was crazy! And also, Steve, where the heck do you think you’re going to stay? I already told you before I left you can’t crash at the dormitories and apartment prices in downtown L.A are crazy. 

“The van,” he had simply told her. As if this van was going to be the solution to all of his life's problems. 

“The van,” Robin had parroted. “The van with no mattress, no running water, and no way to cook a meal in it.”

Steve had just shrugged, but one of the first things he had done was go pick up a crappy mattress from one of the local Salvation Armys. 

And for a while it was fine. 

He spent a few days parked outside the dormitories and they would get lunch together, or sometimes hangout in the park near the campus library and there was even the occasional movie night when Robin's roommate was out visiting her boyfriend.

But then classes picked up and Robin got busy. The security guard at her dormitory complex told him politely if not firmly that because he wasn't a student at the university he couldn't keep parking there overnight. There was no place to shower and he couldn't keep sneaking into the building with Robin to wash his clothes without getting dirty looks.

Also eating a steady diet of gas station food--of bagged jerky and teeth-rottingly sweet snack cakes--was really starting to do a number on his stomach.

He didn't tell her his.

Instead, he went back to the same Goodwill where he had picked up the mattress and bought a surfboard. 

He smiled and told her half-truths about how amazing this all was. Of mornings spent at the beach and afternoons getting sun tans. Of all the sites he was seeing. The people he was meeting. Of this killer wave he hit the day before and God, Robin, you should have been there to see it. 

Robin always laughs and smirks and rolls her eyes when he talks about it all. About surfing at sunrise (she still doesn’t fully believe that it’s something he’s capable of, he believes), of the late afternoons spent sleeping on the beach, of the weird cat he sometimes gets to see when he’s grocery shopping in the gas station near the freeway. 

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself, Steve,” she had told him. “I’m glad this is working out.”

The water beneath his board swells in a sudden and unnatural crest and Steve’s fingers clamp down on its edges, steadying himself just to stay afloat. 

Then, he turns and looks to the beach. People are slowly arriving, slowly unpacking beach towels and folding metal chairs. There’s a kid with a ball and a family with a dog and a group of teenagers perched in a huddle near the sandy stairs leading to the boardwalk. Steve sighs and begins to paddle the board back towards shore. 

He woke up to another parking ticket. It was there, plastered in its disgustingly muted pink under the rubber edge of his van's windshield wiper. It’s another thing he won’t tell Robin. Another half-truth. 

Because a part of him really wanted this. A part of him had wanted her to be wrong. 

She isn’t though--and rarely has been. 

But again, Steve won’t tell her this. He can’t.

[douchebagbrainwaves]

THE COURAGE OF MONTHS

That gave me a way to make a fortune without noticing. Some, like selflessness, might come from going to drunken parties. I think the root of the problem you think about a world in which it would be misleading even to call them centers. Not all were necessarily supplied by the PR firm. There's still a lot of intelligence to get rich. You're investing your own time in your startup. Youth It's the young nerds who start startups wish they could start a startup, and sell it to colleagues. We get all the paperwork set up properly so there are no misunderstandings. An apartment is also the essence of venture investing. If you can find such a clump, it's probably a good bet, why are smart kids so consistently unpopular? I like being part of this talk became Why Startups Condense in America May 2006 This essay is derived from a talk at AngelConf.

What defines it is the same as Berkeley's: you should live better. In the startup world from investment banking, she has always been that it's difficult to pick them out. If we assume 4 people per startup, which is doing so well they could probably starve the trolls of the lawyers they need. Maybe. When they first start working on a space that contains at least one partner from the VC fund takes a seat on the board of directors. I was one of the biggest ideas at Google is going to be better than you realize. Html 23. But this meant a Google was now setting Microsoft's agenda, and b Microsoft's agenda consisted of stuff they weren't good at. It could only spread to places that already had a vigorous middle class. Persistence Is the Key A lot of startups grow out of ideas?

You'll be better off in Silicon Valley, MIT Press, 2006. If wealth means what people want, and for the first time as an adult. They'll make sure that suing them is expensive and dangerous. But that's not true. So the fact that they have a single format. The Secret Weapon Eric Raymond has written an essay called How to Become a Hacker, Eric Raymond, Ken Anderson, and Dan Giffin for reading drafts of this. Xenophon Mem. The future turned out to be a good thing too, or a new category of things not to eat—the kind where, by spending a lot of the advances that happen in programming languages. 3 million six months in, they probably didn't realize it till I was in Africa last year and I wish we had. Let me put the case in terms a government official would appreciate. So if you need to impress are not very discerning.1

Though it brought many social changes, the Industrial Revolution did is their social disruptiveness. A typical angel round these days might be $150,000 raised from 5 people. So I sent all the founders shared this summer was a spirit of independence. In filtering, this translates to: look at the most advanced theoretical principles. Similar sites include Digg, a technology startup takes some amount of bullshit in your life by more than 6. Morgan was to the customers. The most famous example is probably Steve Wozniak, who originally wanted to build microcomputers for his then-employer Hewlett-Packard. Or business users.

Notes

When governments decide how to allocate research funding moderately well, partly because you need to know how to be driven by money—for example, there was when we created pets. Obviously this is mainly due to the wealth they generate.

[beautifulblooms]

The Bane of My Existence, and the Object of All My Desires - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

Male!Reader, he/him used if mentioned, so I got a lot of good reviews on my angst fic I posted earlier called “I Bite My Tongue It’s a Bad Habit”, which will be linked below, this is a part two, it’s a happy ending this time I swear, HOWEVER, there will be a sad ending posted sometime tomorrow when I wake up and write it, I’m just too set on making this end sadly, this is specifically for @alexs-playground and @eddieverse for yelling at me in vc on discord, but here it is, I hope you all enjoy a happy ending to a sad beginning

CIS Women and Female Aligned people, please DNI, this story and all of my others are for non-binary, masculine aligned and male readers!

I Bite My Tongue It’s a Bad Habit (part 1)

I Bite My Tongue It’s a Bad Habit (sad ending/part 2)

Tags: @qthetherapist, @rlmt1

It had been at least three weeks since I left, driving as far as I could on the tank of gas I already had in my car. I made it a few counties outside of Hawkins, got a cheap motel for a few days before I decided to look into a place I could make mine. A few days after being in the motel I found a simple job working the cashier stand at a grocery store, good pay for an easy job. I didn’t even want to think about Eddie, let alone Steve, so I just did my stupid little job and didn’t think of Hawkins.

The only thing I needed was a couple important documents I had left back home, in the one place I never wanted to go back. 7 in the morning I grabbed the same bag I left that shithole with and began to drive down to the familiar place I once loved. It was about 3pm by the time I made it back to Hawkins, another 10 minutes and I was at my old house, door still wide open from when I ran out and left. Parking the car I took a couple of minutes to process what I needed to do and where to go, also taking some deep breaths to remind myself I only needed to grab a couple papers from the safe. I opened the car door and made my way inside, not even bothering to shut the door as I made my way up the stairs and to my bedroom where I was honestly scared by the person laying in my bed. Sure I expected someone to sleep in the house, but I didn’t expect him to be the one laying in my bed at 3:16 on a Saturday, not the reason I left this shit town.

Slowly trying to back out of my room I knocked the door with my shoulder, fuck fuck fuck fuck, shit I need to get out of here quickly. He shot up in an instant after I bumped the door, still obviously waking up but shocked to see me of all people standing in the door way.

“(y-y/n)? Is that really you? Fuck wh-where have you been I’ve was so worried, I-I thought you died.” He stood up from my bed and made his way over to me. I wanted to yell at him to get away, run, find a way out of this but I was frozen. Eddie just hugged me around my middle and cried into my shirt, mumbling things about how much he missed me. “Where did you go, why did you leave, are you okay?” Looking up at me he was blurry eyed, tears coursing down his cheeks, welled in his eyes, face red and puffy, looks like he’d been crying earlier too.

“I’m um, I’m fine, just needed to leave this town, I’m not staying here, just grabbing some legal stuff and I’m going back.” He was starting to cry harder at my words, and began to plead with me.

“But why? Why leave this town, leave everyone, leave me? Why do you have to go far away from me?” I couldn’t take it anymore and just broke away from his arms.

“Because it’s not far enough Eddie! There isn’t a single place on this planet where I can be far enough away from you, my parents raised me well and to be an honorable man. That honor is hanging by a thread and every moment I spent around you was making that worse and worse. You are the bane of my existence, Eddie Munson, and the object of all my attractions. I have loved you since we were in middle school and it hurt so much when I saw you and Steve holding hands, kissing, being together. So yes, I have to go that far away because if I have to spend another minute in a town with you and him together, that’s not a world I want to live in.”

He couldn’t even look at me without more tears welling up, new warm streaks making their way down his cheeks. He began to sob slowly, hair falling in front of his face as he leaned his head down. I didn’t feel bad about what I said, it was relieving to say what I needed to.

“Then…then why didn’t you tell me you did?” He looked back up at me, pleading with his eyes.

“I tried, I asked you on dates, bought you gifts, but you didn’t notice, you always thought it was just me being a great friend.” In that moment I saw him begin to think back to all the things we’d done together, all the things I’d bought for him, everything that involved me. And then he began to laugh, the sobs made it difficult for him but he was still laughing.

“What’s so funny about me confessing to you?” He focused on me again, wiping the tears from his eyes trying to calm his laughter.

“Because this means me and Steve breaking up was a good thing after all.” ….what? They broke up while I was gone? How, why, what? “I caught him kissing someone else at skull rock, we were supposed to meet for a date. I yelled at him and called things off, and I couldn’t think of what to do so I came here to see you, you always knew how to make me feel better. And when you weren’t here I broke down, I thought that I had driven away the one person who actually cared about me in this town. It hurt so much when you didn’t come back, I couldn’t find you, I asked around town. But no one knew where you were.” I just stood there and stared at him, he looked for me, missed me, tried to find me?

“I’m sorry I got too obsessed with Steve, I realized later that I was neglecting you, I shouldn’t have done that and I realized it way too late. I’m so sorry (y/n), can you give me another chance?” I was looking at the floor trying to process everything, he cared about me, he was actually sorry, I need to fix this. I looked up from the floor and slowly approached Eddie, bringing a hand up to rest on his cheek to which he leaned into my hold. Slowly leaning my head down towards him, I paused a mere inch from his lips.

“Do you want this just as much as I do?” He didn’t even respond with words, only pushed his lips the last inch and pulled me into a kiss. It was rough, passionate, but somehow just as soft and caring as I hoped it would be. He only pulled away for a couple seconds at a time, catching his breath before coming back to me and leaving me breathless once more with just his lips. Pulling away again he rested his forehead on my shoulder.

“Does that answer your question?”

[falquinold]

MY FORMAL DEMAND TO BE GIVEN THE RIGHTS TO (1) JOAQUIN TORRES.      ( AKA - The Big Canon Expansion Post™ )

steve vc: so.... you got played by the writers. you put your trust in them when you probably shouldn’t have. they lured you in with a false sense of security and promises of representation, and then ripped the carpet from below your feet. and the sad thing is... this isn’t the first time. 

hey! stupid opening aside, this is gonna be my explanation of torres’ backstory up to his presence in the falcon and the winter soldier, including the character arc that i believe he would have had if the show had been allowed to keep its original 10 episodes. this is mostly based around my own personal headcanons, so i please ask that you don’t steal or reblog this! 

anyway, putting it under a cut since it’s longer than i thought it’d be!

PART 1: PRE-IW.

like in the comics, joaquin immigrated to the united states from mexico with his mother and grandmother when he was 6 years old. they moved to sonoita, arizona, where they soon found a place to live and started to settle into their new life. while the first half of his school years consisted of him working twice as hard as any of his classmates due to the faults in the american public education system, he eventually shot up the class list, earning his spot as valedictorian by the end of his high school career. 

this caught the attention of multiple military recruiters, who came to his school with hopes of swaying as many teens (specifically teens of color) to join the forces as possible. with promises of great pay, free housing and healthcare for himself and his family, and the opportunity to use his intelligence to help ‘change the world for the better,’ the eager 17-year-old didn’t even have to think twice. that very same week that they showed up at his school, joaquin had taken the asvab test and passed with flying colors, soon putting in his application for the air force academy. 

the next 3 years went by in a flash - joaquin moved out of his home and to the academy in colorado, along with 1000 other teenagers who had found themselves in a similar position. he remained at the top 5% of his class, though all of his studies did nothing to prepare him for the day that thanos and his army broke through the atmosphere.

PART 2: IW --> ENDGAME.

in the 3 years that joaquin had been a student at the academy, the strict schedule of his day had never been broken. however, when the giant spaceship hovered over new york, thousands of students crowded around any available tv to stop and stare. he watched for what seemed like hours, frantically texting his mother to make sure that she and his grandmother were safe back at home in arizona. everyone watched with baited breath, until the students in the mess hall started disappearing. everything went in slow motion after that, with the blaring alarms ringing and the remaining teachers instructing everyone to go back to their dorms. the halls filled with dust and the yells for people that had vanished into thin air. 

calls and texts weren’t going through, and the news stations that everyone had been anchored to soon showed nothing but static. after a day, the school allowed for people to leave, and joaquin took his car and made his way back to arizona as fast as he could. he burst through the doors of his childhood home, to see dust settled on the couch in front of the tv that still blared on. he was alone. 

the few weeks remaining of the school year had been cut short, and in that time joaquin found himself spiraling. at the advice of one of his teachers, he sought out peer counseling, and eventually was able to come to terms with what had happened. at the end of that summer, the true nature of what had happened had finally dawned on the population - the avengers wouldn’t be saving them and their family members. nobody was coming back. the world continued to spin on, and with that, was the air force academy sending for the remaining students to finish out the rest of their time there. joaquin, now a senior and only 21 years old, was left with no choice but to sell his childhood home and pack as many family memories as he could into the trunk of his car, making his way back out to colorado to finish what he had started. 

the school looked like a ghost town, and the air of dread and grief hung around all year. at graduation, there were still the same 1000 seats on the football field. however, half of them remained empty - memorials for the dead scattered amongst the living. 

after graduation, joaquin started his service. he started renting a small one bedroom apartment outside of langley air force base in virginia, where he had been recently stationed. he threw himself into his work, moving up the ranks and proving himself for 4 years, up until the very moment that the dead started coming back to life. he found himself right back at his childhood home, where the new inhabitants had freaked out over the people that had revived themselves in the living room. after realizing what had happened outside, they had allowed them to stay there until joaquin could make his way down to find them. after a series of long hugs and tears shed outside the house that he grew up in, he took them back to his apartment where they tried to make sense of what had happened. 

PART 3: THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER.

six months after the dead had returned, joaquin’s family still lived in his small apartment. it was nearly impossible for anybody to find a new home when half of the world’s population needed places to stay. relieved that his survival meant the avoidance of the rapidly-filling grc camps, he and his family were more than happy to make do with what they had. he’d become the sole supporter of the household at 26 years old as his mother struggled to find somewhere to work, and he yet again poured himself into his own job, but he brought a new sense of optimism into the mix. the family that he mourned for years had returned to him. in his eyes, anything was possible. 

he soon found himself working alongside sam wilson, acting as his ‘boots on the ground’ and as his intel provider for his missions alongside the air force. after a successful rescue of one of his supervising officers from batroc and his crew, he found himself starstruck at what the man was able to accomplish completely on his own. the two quickly bonded and joaquin offered his help wherever he could give it, especially after sam seemed to take an interest in the flag smashers, a group that joaquin had been following since the creation of the grc camps. promising that he’d continue to watch the group’s movements online and notify sam if things started to escalate, joaquin found himself in switzerland just a couple days later, figuring that the best way to get information would be to get in the mix himself. that lands him with a broken orbital thanks to a man that has super strength, hinting at the possibility of the flag smashers being much more than meets the eye.

after the reveal of john walker as captain america, the air force immediately puts both him and lemar on the newly formed flag smasher case. due to his discovery of the group, joaquin is recruited onto the team as the only intel officer, helping to locate any and all information on the group and keep walker and hoskins up to date as they go and try to apprehend them. at the same time, sam is running his own mission on the side, as he’s able to use redwing to track the flag smashers to an abandoned warehouse in munich. joaquin drops everything to fly the plane and take them there. he doesn’t know that the ops department put a hidden tracker inside of redwing, but that revelation makes him start to become weary of them when sam tells him. 

after he returns to langley air force base from munich, he’s immediately spoken to by his superiors. he’s no longer under orders to help sam wilson, as that was a one-time mission to save captain vassant, and is told to instead focus his energy on what he was assigned to - assisting walker and hoskins. he’s not punished for his actions, but there’s a threat should he get caught helping someone with air force resources again. he agrees, though has no intentions on stopping his contact with sam. joaquin calls him after that, letting him know what went down and how he had to be more careful if he wanted to keep being able to help with things. he keeps his head down for a while, just doing what’s asked of him while trying to keep an ear out.

eventually, he’s called by sam and asked to find information on donya madani. he finds out that she and karli were registered at the camp in riga, lativa, and that she appeared to hold a loved position within the community. because of the rising threat of the flag smashers, the air force adds two more intel officers onto the case, which keeps joaquin from being able to delay information from getting to walker. he’s only able to buy sam and bucky a couple hours, before walker and hoskins meet them in latvia and the rest of episode 4′s events unfold. 

joaquin sees the video of the murder in the plaza along with the rest of the world, and immediately watches as the base turns to chaos with the higher ups seeking to take control of the situation. his scene with sam remains the same, and he excitedly picks up the bag with the wings and keeps it in the trunk of his car. he then goes back to dc (?), where walker’s punishments are set to be read to him. as a part of the team, he’s told to stand at the back of the room and bear witness, and he hears the accusations that he spews to the government officials. he doesn’t expect them to make sense, taking the seeds of doubt that had planted themselves after being told to work against sam and sprouting them into a genuine distaste for the air force. 

before he can leave, he’s stopped by the major from the vassant mission, a man that he’s known since his first days out of the academy. he reminds joaquin about the upcoming run of promotions, and how he’s been a first lieutenant long enough to apply for captain if he wanted to. with the reputation that he got after being the one to discover and report about the flag smashers, the major tells him that he was almost guaranteed to make the promotion if he applied for it. with walker’s voice still echoing in his head, and the wings now passed down to him, he hesitates and plays it off as being humble, telling the man that he’ll think about it. 

during the time that passes during the montage, joaquin spends his time trying to locate the flag smashers while fixing his wings in secret back at his apartment, until he finally realizes that their next target is new york. since the wings aren’t finished by that time, he offers to help as himself, pushing the fact that he told sam he was his boots on the ground, and he meant it. meeting them in new york, joaquin worked to evacuate people from the buildings, and was the person to hack into the flag smasher app to apprehend them. he’s also there with the big circle of people as sam has his speech to the government official, a giant smile on his face. it’s in that moment that he makes his decision regarding his promotion - sam was able to help countless more people in just a week (?) than joaquin had in the four years after his graduation from the air force academy. he doesn’t put in an application for promotion, and makes a mental note to leave the air force in the next couple months, once his 5 years of contractual post-grad service are completed. 

a few days later, joaquin video calls sam to show him the fixed wings, extremely proud of himself. sam then starts training him to take over the falcon mantle, and joaquin starts getting accustomed to the superhero world that he’s found himself in and everything that it entails. 

[thebudgetgarden]

The Budget Garden 6: Unrivaled Bruce (Overdress).

“Kept you waiting, huh?” Hello Cardfighters. Excuse me for my prolonged absence, as I mentioned in my previous post, a combination of “living life” and “my local Vanguard community being non-existent” has lead me into not playing/testing quite as much as I would have liked. However, the final semester of my English Studies term will start in a few days, and I really wanted to discuss one of my favorite decks in Overdress, a format that I have completely neglected for the past few months.  Now, I am not gonna keep it a secret that I am not a massive fan of Overdress. It is a very well designed format that has a few issues that spoil the amazing card design and game-flow, as well as wasting some of the best original designs ever added to the game. However, I made a deal with myself. I would attempt to buy the majority of the Dark States Overdress cards, both to support a game that I adore, as well as in a vain attempt to “be ready” for when our local game stores are open for tournaments once more, so that I may have a competitive, ready-to-play deck.  This lasted for one set. The price of the cards, especially Bruce and his Diabolos comrades, was, and still kinda is, fucking CRAZY. Playing the deck at full force means that you would be set back about 100+ euros, which is what decks cost at the middle of the V-series, and close to what they cost while G-units were still standard-legal.  THAT IS SOMETHING THAT WE SHALL (attempt to) CHANGE TODAY! I have tasked myself with building a competend Bruce/Dark States deck for under 35 euros, so that the rest of the Spike Brothers fans out there, just like myself, can play a deck that is very close to the original spirit of Spikes, while also being a deck that is quite competent and can steal games from decks such as Bastion, who are still a force to be reckoned with.  We begin our line up by discussing the first thing that every single Overdress deck needs, the ride deck.  Our ride deck of 4 cards cosists of the following cards: 

[AUTO](VC):At the start of your Ride Phase, you "Final Rush" until end of turn. [AUTO](VC):When this unit attacks, if you are in "Final Rush", COST [Soul Blast (5)], and [Stand] all of your front row rear-guards.

[AUTO]:When this unit is placed on (VC), COST [put a rear-guard into your soul], and draw a card. [CONT](RC):If you are in "Final Rush", this unit gets [Power]+5000.

[AUTO]:When this unit is placed on (VC), choose a card from your soul, call it to your back row center (RC), and Soul Charge (1). [CONT](RC):If you are in "Final Rush", this unit gets [Power]+5000.

[AUTO]:When this unit is rode upon, if you went second, draw a card. Let’s begin in order, by starting off with Matt.  Matt is the basic starter, who, for the time being, shares the same ability with the rest of the starters in the game. As such, there is not a lot to talk about. Things get interesting once Steve rolls out into the battlefield. He is our first ride, and he lets us start stacking our soul very early, and since this is a deck that wastes a LOT of soul this is very much appreciated.  Richard is a draw engine. While you do need to shove a rear-guard into soul, as per his cost, Steeve already calls Matt out from the soul, so it’s not really a cost that we are not equipped to pay.  Bruce is our main boss unit… is what i would say if this was a traditional Bruce list. Bruce is, in general, a very powerful unit. Probably the second best, next to Bastion. However, he is very much reliant on getting a Persona Ride off, in order to use his skill to the maximum extend. However, this mechanic will not be present in this particular build, which means that Bruce is a glorified Vanilla Unit. He still looks really cool though. (So that is the ride-line. An important thing to note is that this ride-line is made to fill our soul up, so while we supplement our deck with a lot of ways to soul-charge, this line is still important to mention:  First ride equals 1 card in the soul, as Matt leaves the soul and Steve soul-charges 1 card. The second ride, as we ride up to Richard equals 3 soul, as riding him means that now Matt, Steve, and the one card we soul with Steve are now in our soul. Riding Bruce means 4 soul.  Then, riding to our main boss unit, Unrivaled Bruce, gives us exactly 5 soul, which means that his skill is usable right away.) We now move towards the cards in our main deck, starting with Bruce’s new, shiny form, Diavolos, Unrivaled Bruce. 

[AUTO](VC):At the start of your ride phase, until end of turn, you "Final Rush". [AUTO](VC)1/Turn:At the end of the battle this unit attacked, if you are in "Final Rush", COST [Counter Blast (1) & Soul Blast (5)], [Stand] all of your front row units, and this unit gets drive -2 until end of turn. Now THIS is a fucking BOSS UNIT. Let’s take him apart, bit by bit. The first auto ability is worded in a very awkward manner. Riding him implies that, since It is no longer the START of the ride phase, then you are not in final rush, and need to wait a turn. That is not true, the wording is just a tad bit awkward. The grade 3 Bruce already puts us, the players, in the “Final Rush” state, which is a fancy way of saying that some of our abilities that usually wouldn’t activate, now do. While this is something that most people most likely already knew, I felt like giving everyone a quick refresher, as this skill confused me to no end when I first read it.  Confusing conditions disguised as “skills” aside, the second skill fucking rules. The old Bruce re-stood the front row as well, however with the addition of a counter-blast, we also stand Bruce himself. The minus two drive is also not as big of a deal as one would expect, as all of the grade 4 units already check three times instead of two, meaning that we’re gonna have a very sizable hand by the end of our turn. The restanding skill is going to be abused even further with some powerful front row rear-guards that allow get a lot of power, so that the lack of the Persona ride Icon is mitigated by quite a bit.  Unrivaled Bruce is also the most demanding card in the deck, in terms of actual cost. At the time of writing, Bruce sits at a nice, comfortable 6 euros. While you don’t really need to purchase 4 copies of him, having maximum consistency is key, so having 4 copies is a quite the boon to your deck.  We have moved through a lot of the technical aspects of the deck, but now we can get into the nitty gritty and discuss some of the possible options that we can add. However, I’m gonna present this list as I am using it right now, of course cards can be changed accordingly.  We begin with all of the grade 3 cards I run, which are all very potent attackers. These are the cards we will be using:  Diabolos Striker, Bryan Pandemonium Tactics Upward Acrobat, Marjorie 

[ACT](RC)1/Turn:COST [Soul Blast (2)], until end of turn, all of your front row units get [Power]+5000, and if you are in "Final Rush", choose one of your vanguards, and it gets [Critical]+1.

Play this with COST [Counter Blast (1)]! Soul Charge (4). Then, if you are in "Final Rush", perform all of the following according to the number of cards in your soul. •6 or more - Draw a card. •8 or more - All of your front row units get [Power]+10000 until end of turn. •12 or more - Choose one of your vanguards, and it gets [Critical]+1 until end of turn.

[AUTO](RC)1/Turn:When this unit attacks, if you are in "Final Rush", COST [put one of your other rear-guards into your soul], draw a card, Soul Charge (1), and this unit gets [Power]+10000 until end of turn. This is the line-up we will be using. Let’s discuss ‘em one by one Bryan was made to have perfect synergy with our Unrivaled Bruce, and we can pay his cost very reliably. The 5k that he gives is present in the entire front row, which becomes way more potent when all of the units that get the buff will restand, whilst keeping said buff. The extra critical makes Bruce way more lethal as well.  Pandemonium Tactics is a mediocre card that works expertly well with out gameplan. As discussed previously, the first turn that we are on Bruce, we have, at the bare minimum, 5 cards in the soul. Charging 4 cards means that we will be able to resolve the two first skills of the card, one of which draws us a card, so that we dont lose advantage, and the second one being a pseudo-persona ride effect. This card is one of the reasons as to why we can reliably pay Bryan’s soul-blast 2 cost.  Marjorie also accomplishes all of the things that the two cards above her accomplish. She fills our hand and our soul, as well as making herself another very potent attacker. Do not be fooled by the rr rarity that is on her, she is still a card that is quite affordable.  Moving on to the grade 2 units that we will be using, we have 2 units that will both fullfill our game-plan, as well as allow us to have a cleaner way to pay our costs.  These two cards are:  Diabolos Striker, Lyle Electro Spartan 

[AUTO]:When this unit is placed on (RC), COST [Counter Blast (1)], and this unit gets [Power]+5000 until end of turn. Then, if you are in "Final Rush", Soul Charge (2), choose a card from your soul, and call it to an open (RC).

[AUTO]:When this unit is rode upon by "Master of Gravity, Baromagnes", COST [put a card from your hand into your soul], draw a card, and Soul Charge (1). [AUTO]:When this unit is placed on (RC), COST [Counter Blast (1)], and Soul Charge (2). Let’s discuss these two units. Lyle is, honestly, one of the best cards in the deck. Not only does he soul-charge twice, which is great for how much we use the soul, but he also allows us to find one of our powerful grade 3 units from the soul, if we so happen to have soul charged them with Pandemonium Tactics, or our next card, Electro Spartan. The Spartan isn’t all that special. As he is a part of the Baromagnes(aka best boy) ride-line, he has an adjacent effect that assists that particular strategy. However, he has a very handy on-call skill, that just allows us to turn any spare counter-blast we may have into two cards in the soul, which helps alleviate our costly combos.  Finally, let’s discuss the grade 1 line-up. Our grade 1 units have some big shoes to fill, as we are gonna need as many resources as we can muster. That’s why our grade 1 line-up consists of cards that give us more soul and more resources, so that we can comfortably pay the costs that our cards need, as well as give us some additional power and utility.  The grade 1 units that I am using are the following:  Evil Eye of Prohibition, Quen Lu Monitoring Gear Dober Recusal Hate Dragon/Psychic Prima, Miranda 

[ACT](RC):COST [Put this unit into your soul], choose one of your rear-guards, and it gets [Power]+2000 until end of turn. Then, if your soul has seven or more cards, your opponent cannot call grade 1 or greater cards from their hand to (GC) for the battle that that rear-guard attacks this turn.

[AUTO](RC):At the end of the battle this unit boosted, if you are in "Final Rush", COST [put this unit into your soul], choose one of your units, and it gets [Power]+10000 until end of turn.

[CONT]:Sentinel (You may only have up to four cards with "[CONT]:Sentinel" in a deck.) [AUTO]:When this unit is put on (GC), choose one of your units, and it cannot be hit until end of that battle. If your hand has two or more cards, choose a card from your hand, and discard it.

[CONT]:Sentinel (You may only have up to four cards with "[CONT]:Sentinel" in a deck.) [AUTO]:When this unit is put on (GC), COST [discard a card from your hand], choose one of your units, and it cannot be hit until end of that battle. There are some very interesting options in this line-up, which is really great, as we will take what we can deck with decks that are on the cheaper side.  Quen Lu is honestly one of my favorite designs in Overdress, as she gives a very annoying and potent guard-restrict skill to any rear-guard, which is going to activate twice, as we are always restanding our rears. The fact that she also puts herself into our soul also helps quite a bit with our costs.  Monitoring Gear Dober is much of the same. He puts himself in the soul, but instead of the guard-restrict skill that is present in Quen Lu, he gives one of our units a nice 10k boost. What’s also important to note is that his skill activates after his boost, so the 10k won’t you a body on the board before the end of that battle.  The final two cards are paired together because, simply put, there need to be sentinels in our decks. Recusal Hate Dragon is, by all accounts, the better out of the two cards, and he literally has one more line of text that is all upside. For budget reasons, run Miranda, but if you can get your hands on the dragon, run him instead.  Our trigger line-up is actually quite interesting, as there are many cases to be made for each individual option. We also need to keep in mind that no trigger is allowed to exist in a deck at more than 8 copies of said trigger. Therefore, while it would be optimal to play 12 crits, it is simply not allowed. For now, the Trigger line-up I would recommend is the following 4 Critical Triggers  4 Front Triggers 3 Draw Triggers 4 Heal Triggers 1 Overtrigger This goes without saying, but all of these triggers, except the heal, have an effect version that is always quite better.  As for the overtrigger, Both the basic one that is in the trial decks, as well as the Dark States overtrigger, work really well in this deck.  List and Final thoughts Budget list (28-30 euros) Ride Deck:  1x Bruce 1x Richard 1x Steve 1x Matt Main Deck 4x Unrivaled Bruce 4x Diabolos Striker, Bryan 4x Pandemonium Tactics 3x Upward Acrobat, Marjorie 2x Diabolos Striker, Lyle 2x Electro Spartan  4x Monitoring Gear Dober 3x Quen Lu 4x Sentinel of your choice 4 crit  4 heal 4 front 3 draw 1 overtrigger (pls ban) Non-Budget list (95-100 euros) Ride Deck: 1x Bruce 1x Richard 1x Steve 1x Matt Main Deck 4x Unrivaled Bruce 4x Diabolos Striker, Bryan 4x Pandemonium Tactics 3x Upward Acrobat, Marjorie 4x Diabolos Returner, Deryck 4x Brainwash Swirler 3x Monitoring Gear Dober 4x Recusal Hate Dragon Effect triggers plus Dark States Overtrigger.  Well, thank you all for your attention if you have read this far, and excuse me for taking so long to post another one of these. As I mentioned in the beginning, I’m gonna be quite busy in the following months, but I promise that in periods where stuff clears up a little, I’ll try posting a few more of these, as I never stop building and testing decks, even if it takes a little longer. As always, if you have any questions, feel free to shoot me a message on discord (Bloom#8890), I would love to answer any questions you may have. Special shoutout to my best friends, Ophelia and Mush, for helping me out during this very busy period of my life.  Thank you for reading <3 Bloom, aka thebudgetgarden

[moonlit-imagines]

Damoiseau in Distress

Steve Harrington x reader

warnings: the truth serum drug thingy from s3, puke mention, gun mention, makeout session(?)

a/n: Vou bem obrigado! Tive que traduzir, mas acredito que entendi! Também estou digitando esta parte no Google, desculpe se não faz muito sentido. Eu espero que você goste desta escrita!

prompt: anonymous: “oiii, tudo bemm? Vc poderia fazer um imagine em que o Steve Harrigton estava drogado e a Y/N proteje ele já que ela lutava melhor kkkkk,aí no final ele se declarava pra ela e rolava uns amassos bem calientes. PLEASEE! Me desculpe,espero que dê para entender, pode estar um pouco confuso, porque eu não falo inglês kkk THANK YOUUU!” -> “hi, how are you? You could make a picture that Steve Harrigton was drugged and Y / N protect him since she fought better kkkkk, then in the end he would declare himself to her and he would make some very hot snogging. PLEASEE! I'm sorry, I hope you can understand, you may be a little confused, because I don't speak English kkk THANK YOUUU!”

“You have got to be kidding me.” You groaned when you found your two former classmates on the floor of a secret Russian base, each as high as a kite. You threw your head back and sighed as the two kids you were “babysitting” waited for you to say something. “Alright, you two get Robin, I’ll get Steve.” You instructed while untying the two from the chair.

“Y/NNN!!!” Steve giggled. “My hero!” You rolled your eyes and pulled him to his feet, which took some getting used to for him. “Woah! The floor is jelly. My legs are jelly.” He mumbled, you just ignored him and kept on with the kids an Robin behind you.

“Do you remember where you’re going, y/n?” Dustin whispered from behind you.

“Yeah, I got it.” You assured him.

“Yeah, y/n’s got it.” Steve repeated while taking your hand. You yanked on his arm at the turn and managed to get this into a little cart for a speedy getaway. “This is the best day ever. I feel amazing.” Steve grinned all stupid-like while you tried not to lose your mind.

“I’m sure you do, Harrington. Enjoy that feeling.” You patted his shoulder and watched as he lied down on the cool metal floor and felt the elevator activate, shooting you back up to ground level. The screams of these two very intoxicated children gave you a headache, but you were really just focused on making it out of this alive.

“We should probably get somewhere the Commies can’t find us, right?” Erica suggested, shrugging her shoulders as she waited for a response.

“The movies.” Dustin gasped and helped you get Steve and Robin to some sort of safety while you all contacted backup. Your plans never go so smoothly, though, because you lost Robin and Steve, got trapped in the mall, and then separated from Steve and the gang. You saw the Russians nearing the helpless kid who was still feeling a little weak after puking up all the contents of his stomach.

It may not have been a perfect idea, but it was split-second. You went charging for the Russian (with an actual gun in hand) and tackled him down to the ground. No one else could shoot at first without hitting their comrade, but they could still grab you. Steve turned the corner to see you attack this man with nothing but pure adrenaline and your bare hands. You saved him, he couldn’t have been more grateful.

Next think you know, the Russians were attacked by a flying car and you ducked beneath the action while they got what they deserved. You fell the the ground with a heavy stomach, realizing that you could have just died. Steve rushed to your side and pulled you right to his lips for a passionate kiss. It was a bit of a shock, yes, but Steve was just full of surprises.

“You are my hero, y/n.” He told you before kissing you again. There were tons of eyes on you as he did this, but you have to admit, you gave in for a moment.

“So I’ve been told...We can do this again in a while, Steve. You know, after we’re done fighting or running from bad guys.” You smiled and patted his chest, tilting your head towards the spectators. “Also, you need to brush your teeth.”

“Anything for my savior.” Steve helped you off of the floor and the rest of the group gathered up in a circle to discuss their discoveries over the past few days. There was a lot more to go over than you thought, that kiss may need to wait a bit longer...

—————

The long night finally camebto an end, you actually saved Steve three more times before it was over. He couldn’t keep himself off of you, that was for sure.

“I’m glad neither of us died.” Steve told you while driving down the quiet roads of Hawkins.

“Yeah, we did pretty good out there.” You nodded and looked up at him.

“You know,” he slowed the car down to a stop and stared at you, “I’ve been fighting the urge to make out with you all night.” Steve admitted as he looked down at your lips.

“I know.” You answered smugly and leaned in slowly, seeing if Steve would make a move.

“Don’t tease me.” He lowly spoke, making you smirk.

“Oh, I’m not.” That was all he needed to hear before his lips crashed into yours and moved in sync with your own. After such a stressful night, this was exactly what you needed. Steve reached his hand across the car and placed his hand on your thigh as the two of you continued, you truly wondered how long he’d keep the car stopped in the middle of the road, if you didn’t stop him, nothing would.

“Well, truth-be-told, I’m still a little freaked out to be on my own...you mind staying the night with me? Maybe we could, um, do that again?” Steve awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck as he awaited your response.

“Yeah, I’d be okay with that. Let’s get moving.”

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[artificiallyimplantedmemories]

[ ooc: ep 4 liveblog & opinions under the cut! this one got long winded because I had a lot that I was thinking about (and it took me twice the length of the episode to actually watch through it because I kept pausing to type oops) ]

yeeeesh that’s one way to start. thank you for letting bucky cry.

but also the look of pride on her face when she says “you are free” they’ve been working so hard and she’s so happy with the progress bucky has made ;_;

and now she’s so betrayed :(

but I’m also so glad Bucky learned xhosa that’s super important! <3 part of decolonization of the past involves respecting and learning and propagating languages and cultures that have been trodden over. Wakanda has been something of a safe place in that regard, and are now doing the outreach to help their continent and the world, but it takes the world of people within the majority putting in the effort and learning and embracing those cultures and languages (without appropriation, which I know is a fine line to walk sometimes) in order to really make progress. once it is no longer alien, it is also no longer scary, and can be held in proper esteem.

“sweet of you” shut your mouth Zemo xD

“she’s just a kid” thank you for your compassion Sam. and while she’s an extremist, I’m not sure whether Karli counts as a supremacist or just a terrorist? maybe she counts as genocidal if she’s truly trying to restore things to Blip conditions but it’s kind of unclear.

“the serum never corrupted Steve” “touché” YO EVEN HE ADMITS IT

Sam’s understanding of cultural habits (and there are many overlaps between various cultures and the ways they mourn) is such an asset here, and I’m glad that they’re pulling a contrast between the tech-driven, cold, calculating predictions made by certain people and organizations in other parts of Marvel and the general sort of soulful and instinctive approach here

Turkish delight. Excuse me but Narnia cemented the idea in so many people’s heads that it is this magical thing but it’s like superglue in your mouth. It is not irresistible, Zemo.

Legislation and social change as a result of violent action is nothing new. Every peaceful protest has been backed up by some kind of harm, whether it be economic, like a boycott, or physical, either damage to property or lives. I think instinctively people understand this, but it’s good to see it put in the spotlight.

Sam is “stranger danger” to these kids :/

“I know what happens when people say they’re going to help out... nothing.” Ouch.

The way Sam’s gaze falls at that too, because he knows theoretically that a lot of these injustices are happening and can empathize, but practically hearing it hurts. He doesn’t like not being trusted either, but I think he can probably understand why.

Zemo playing that psychology game! Kids love food and the idea that he must be a good person just for having a kid is dumb as hell but something that kids would gravitate towards. Smart man. Doubly smart for not telling them, Nat would approve if she didn’t hate him :P

Sam de-escalating is gonna be a trend I can just see it.

Cherry blossom tea? Interesting choice.

SHARON HI 

Nat vc: gosh it’s nice to see someone competent around here. 

ooooh they’re really reinforcing the idea of Captain America being a figurehead that inspires people

“heroes these days don’t have the luxury of keeping their hands clean” yeah well it’s because Steve had people like Bucky and Nat do do his dirty work, but sure

“all the people history just left out” OW

okay first of all Sam being the one who is insisting on reasoning with them because he knows what it’s like to come from an oppressed people !!! he knows grief and trauma !!! he can do this !!!!! I just know Walker is gonna fuck it up for them :P

second, Walker trying to emotionally manipulate Bucky? it’s a testament to how far he’s come that he doesn’t punch the guy immediately lol

Hoskins being the voice of reason as a foil for Walker again what?! this version of Lamar isn’t nearly as terrible as I expected.

Zemo calling that itty bitty girl his associate xD He really does understand the people here though... aaaand he’s getting handcuffed. Totally didn’t see that coming (he’ll probably break free anyway)

The conversation between Karli & Sam ;_; 

“you’re either brilliant or hopelessly optimistic” “por quo no los dos.gif”

Walker trying to guilt Bucky again god he’s so dumb. I appreciate the fact that he’s ruthless but he’s so narrow minded in how he approaches problems. oh no I have an issue let’s punch it until it dies! come on man.

Karli is so heartbreakingly naive and that’s becoming more and more obvious. I love Sam opening her up like this wow.

WALKER FUCKING IT UP AS ALWAYS

and the cuffs empty WHAT DID I TELL YOU

god we were getting somewhere ;____;

oh good just what we need, serum in Walker’s hands. he was already awful he doesn’t need to be more awful gdi

“we separate them and then we kill Captain America” ...yes, we’re listening xD

I know crazy because I am crazy... oh boy we got some internalized stuff, but let’s play it off

still a little blame game going in terms of where the shield ended up I see

THE DORA MILAJE ARE HERE -swoon-

pOINTY STICKS I cackled oh boy he gonna get his ass WHOOPED

Sam is enjoying the hell out of this

Zemo watching and drinking

“Looking strong, John!” “Bucky”

oooh dear they tangling and Zemo’s getting away.

your arm’s off! no it’s not

WAIT WHAT DID AYO SAY BEFORE SHE SAID JAMES

they all got their asses kicked ah well. also the look on Walker’s face says he gonna serum himself up, the lil fucker. oh no someone’s better than you how will your ego ever survive.

a lil Battlestar logo!!! shut up that’s cute. they’re really making him halfway likeable here.

“power just makes a person more of themselves”

ohhhh okay time to unlock Walker’s traumatic backstory. at least he feels bad about the things he did. at least he knows that those medals of honor are covered in blood. people are at least partly made by their circumstances, and I wonder what he was like before the war. the only indication we have of it is him being a football star, and while I may not have had the best track record with those in my youth, that doesn’t mean there aren’t decent ones out there...

Sarah’s “my world doesn’t matter to America, so why should I care about its mascot?” Oh, we’re speaking to the disenfranchisement of marginalized people hardcore today okay. if anyone’s gotten this far in my overly long commentary I want you to know that this is the realest alright? it’s hard to be proud of a country and its symbols when it doesn’t do right by you, when the majority doesn’t do right by you. am I glad I was born here? sure. are there worse places to be? sure. am I proud to be an american? oof, man, don’t ask me that.

Karli is not pulling her punches, she’s threatening the whole fam. Sam isn’t gonna like that... He sounds like he’s trying to suppress panic instead of being angry on the phone call with Sarah. I think he understands what Karli is trying to do, even though he hates how. And he’s worried, because he’s always gonna be worried. Poor guy. And there’s the confrontation.

Sharon got their backs!

Oof, seeing the gun with the shield.

Gunshot, run, oh, listening, he’s already got the serum, maybe? Given how deeply that shield is embedded in the wall I’m gonna say yes. YUP I WAS RIGHT.

Something about the water dripping and Lemar’s face makes me think he may have been waterboarded at some point :( but maybe he’s just in a lot of pain.

THE KNIFE CATCH. YES YES YES. THE KNIFE FLIP. Nat is so hearteyes.

Ooh, we gotta upgrade that wingpack with Stark repulsors pls go Sam go

oh no. Lemar. fuck. FUCK.

oh good now you’ve done it. killing a guy as Captain America. fuck.

the blood on the shield as the last shot! ~cinematography~

hoooo I’m chilled. I knew something along these lines was coming but oof. 

[slasherscream]

Imagine having hanahaki for Billy and Stu but not acting on it cause they already have girlfriends. And for extra tension they totally planned out to murder you but you started violently coughing up flower petals and that's making everything to gosh darn complicated.

you could not have named a prompt more to my tastes anon (a little gore warning bc you know …. blood flowers and what not-) 

You’re part of their little high school “friend” group. Close enough to fall hopelessly in love with them both but distant enough so that you manage to not be too obvious about it. 

You can settle for their company; for the occasional glance your way, a laugh at one of your jokes, a bit of roughhousing from Stu or a smirk from Billy when he thinks you said something clever. That’s all good enough for you        it has to be. 

Billy has Sidney and Stu had Casey. Eventually Stu doesn’t have Casey and for a brief moment you get your hopes up …. ! Then he gets with Sidney’s best friend Tatum. So even the slightest bit of hope died a miserable death as quickly as it was conceived. Hooray.

You tell yourself it was for the best anyway. Stu moving on from his break-up so fast. Being with even one of them would be a dream but … only partially fulfilling as you’d like it to be. You didn’t just like them you loved them, totally and completely. You think it’s a bit of a #No-No to date one half of a best friend pair while being just as in love with the other part of the duo.

So by all means your plan is to just just mull over your feelings quietly until you all graduate and go your separate ways forever and you’re forced to move on from your first bit of unrequited love through the merciful workings of life and growing up. 

Solid plan. Perfect plan. A++ planning. 

Except you get …….. sick. The sickness. 

At the onset of it you didn’t think for even one second that you had it. 

It happens. Of course it happens and you hear about it happening but it doesn’t happen to everyone. The odds of catching it are statistically one in a hundred. 

How could you        just some kid in high school fucking beat all the odds in order to get hanahaki of all fucking things?

You thought you were just coming down with a really bad flu until you stay home from school one day, unable to get out of bed from exhaustion until you were forced to run to the bathroom feeling like you needed to throw up. 

You didn’t throw up. Not really, at least. First some blood and gasping for air, feeling like you were suffocating but unable to call for help until … flowers. Fucking flowers. 

You were so mystified at first you started laughing. Blue and yellow flowers, covered with specks of blood that stood out brilliantly across their coloring.  

Sunflowers, the yellow ones. The blue ones you took to a flower shop to find out what they were. The girl behind the counter looking very concerned with the … you know … Blood! Until you had another coughing fit right there in the shop. Then she just looked sad for you. Hydrangeas, she told you after she got you some water, these blue ones are hydrangeas. 

 You guess correctly and easily that Stu’s flowers are the sunflowers and Billy’s are the hydrangeas. 

Stu just likes how sunflowers look: bright and eye-catching and cheerful. No rhyme or reason to it. He likes flowers in general and buys them often for girlfriends whenever some catch his attention but the truth is he just likes looking at them. They’re just a nice, small part of life and sunflowers are the biggest and brightest flower he knows. Why wouldn’t he like them best?

Blue hydrangeas, mostly a filler flower. Billy hasn’t seen many in his life and flowers rank incredibly low on the list of things he gives a half damn about       but he’d sometimes sit with his mother when she’d go through old photo albums. Pictures of him. Pictures of them. Pictures of her wedding day. Hydrangeas on the tables. A bouquet of them in her hands as she walked down the aisle. There were other flowers mixed in … white roses mostly, because hydrangeas work best as a flower that’s not the main act. Secondary. But while the roses had been expensive his Mother would always trace her fingers over the hydrangeas in the pictures only. Her favorite, she confessed, and so they were instantly Billy’s too, even all these (bitter) years later. 

Life continues on much in the same way it did before. Maybe you laugh a little less and hang out with everyone even less than that but you’re fine mostly. You’re in the early stages and most of your days are good ones. You have a while before you have to figure out what you’re going to decide to do.

You tend to get caught up in your own little world but even you can’t zone out so much that you miss the brutal murder of your classmate Casey and her boyfriend Steve. You do feel bad, all things considered (your months of jealously and depression only for her to dump one of the boys you loved so much for some rando jock?)- 

But while everyone else’s discussions and conversations have an undercurrent of fear you have a calm about you. If all things continue on at the rate they’re currently going you know exactly how you’ll die. Love will be what kills you. How Shakespearean. You don’t have the time to worry about the killer among you. 

That’s why you drag yourself home early from school. Even though you’re not particularly stressed out by everything going on the energy of everyone else is stressful enough to cause a flare up. You spend the rest of the afternoon in misery, your flowers the only thing keeping you company. 

The sun sets and you’re laying on your couch watching something romantic and sappy because you weren’t feeling shitty enough as is. The phone starts ringing. The phone starts ringing fucking relentlessly. You ignore it and keep watching your movie. 

Your own thoughts (all longing and “I bet that’s how Stu kisses” and “Billy’s eyes are that color”) dooming you to another fit right after you’ve just started to calm down. 

The phone is still ringing endlessly but all you can do is focus on the fact that you need air. You feel like you can’t breathe. You literally can’t breathe. The flowers are suffocating you. The feeling is becoming more familiar but no less terrible each time it happens. Night air sometimes helps. 

You stumble out your house, desperately gasping for cool air. You don’t make it far off the porch before you’re on your knees coughing and gagging. You hate the tickling, choking feeling that has become oh so familiar these past few weeks. It’s not long till flowers of blue (hydrangeas) and yellow (sunflowers), covered in blood are laying at your knees. You’re so exhausted all you can do is start to cry.

Little do you know you’re being watched. The calls you’d been ignoring all night, too miserable with your aching throat to answer, had come from the town’s new amateur serial killers.

Billy was already in your house by the time Stu made the first call, all according to plan. This        this was not according to plan. 

They reconvene and put their plans of killing you on hold. Nothing is more tantalizing than a mystery and they never imagined you to be hiding such a big secret. It’s clear that no one else knows what you’re going through and you instantly have their attention because of the air of secrecy. They’ve never known someone with the disease before and they want to ….. see it in action? 

They watch your interactions with everyone around you carefully now. The sudden awareness of all things you and how you react to the world and people around you is what makes it so obvious what’s going on. You’re in love with them. 

You’re so in love with them it’s literally killing you?

billy: we can’t NOT fuck them- stu: yeah we can’t NOT fuck them

Hate to inform you that they’re bastards but just knowing how much you’re in love makes them fall a little in love with you instantaneously. Is it narcissism? Probably. Also though?? Highkey it’s the thought of someone being that desperately in love that does it for them. They’re obsessive, ‘would die and kill for you’ type of boyfriends? They’re looking for high class love energy this is TOP TIER for them. They’re ultimate ideal. 

Billy’s ideal because it feels like a guaranteed, hand-written contract that he will not be #Abandoned. 

Stu’s ideal just because he’s got a naturally obsessive…lowkey dependent romantic streak in him in the 1st place. He’s just clingy. He’s just #Like that. 

Honest ……tea….the stalking that proceeds to happen is legendary. Also their plans speed up because they need to get a move on. Now that they’re in love with you they don’t want you to die because you’re so super bummed out over them. The idea of it is nice and whatever because it’s rock solid proof of how you feel but…the reality is not nice at all. 

Every-time they notice you running off to the bathroom or staying quiet at lunch because you’re afraid you’ll cough up petals just from being close to them? Kinda breaking their hearts :(((( They just want to make you feel better already. Every-time you pass Stu in the hall and give him a pitiful smile he wants to just blurt out those three magic words and fix everything. Billy has hit him many a time….stick to….the plan. 

Which isn’t to say you weren’t getting to Billy too. You’re his lab partner for science and he caught you staring at him with your fucking…puppy dog eyes and he dead ass got lost in the soft emotions that was just laid out all across your sleeves for everyone to see!!!

billy vc (referring to your vulnerability): bitch you live like this? 

How !! The!!! FUCK!! Didn’t !! They!!! nOTICE!! tHIS!!! BEFORE!!! 

They are on you like white on rice as soon as it’s safe to be. I want to fucking….imagine they would ease you into how fucking in love with you they are but they’d just throw your ass into the deep end of the pool. 

You’re trying to cough up flowers in peace behind the school and where in the fuck did Stu come from?? None of your business but he’s rubbing your back and cooing at you and the simple gesture of kindness makes the flowers melt away like cotton candy. Oh boy when you pull yourself together….the look on his face is intense. 

Offers to give you a ride home and sweeps you up off your feet before you can say no or explain away the flowers (internal panic). 

He deceptively does not mention what happened. Seems calm as he turns on a movie and pulls you close in a way you try to pass off as Stu being Stu. No….he’s trying to be #Romantic but also trying to wait for Billy to get here so they can do this as a team. But if he doesn’t at least hold you he’ll explode. 

They drop the bomb on you that they know you’re sick because of them with no mercy they both don’t have any fucking tact. Don’t worry you don’t have time to freak out because they start kissing you. They have waited a long time to kiss you!! They don’t have anymore patience!! It takes awhile to actually have a genuine talk because they can’t keep their hands off you. 

You’d be lucky if they didn’t tell you about their serial killer hobby then and there because they’re 99% sure you’re ride or die since you didn’t get or even look very deeply into the surgery that would’ve fixed your little problem. If you were gonna die because of how much you loved them you can live with the reality of them being murderers :))). Smooches, sweetheart! 

Hate to say it but Billy and Stu have collected some of the flowers you leave behind at places and preserve/keep them. Stu and Billy find the whole thing very romantic in a morbid way? I can’t express enough that this is their dream mix of gore and romance. It might as well be a fucking soulmate thing to them for how they react to it.

I’m so sorry that once you’re in the relationship and therefore trapped that they reveal the world’s creepiest collection to you and they do it with such …pride…no shame….

Stu standing there with the goofiest grin on his face ….Billy wrapped around you like an anaconda, nuzzling your head with his as they reveal fucking like ….they take you into Stu’s room for the first time and OH …isn’t that nice?? You know those glass framed preserved butterfly decorations some people have in their house? Yeah       that but with your blood stained flowers. It’s literally their most prized and favorite possession. They will never get rid of it. It’ll be hanging front and center in y'all’s living room one day. 

They’re gonna marry your ass right outta high school they’re so into it!! This is the no escape scenario. Someone start playing here comes the spouse. 

[revelaare]

Shit said in the Crimson Discord & VC, taken out of context part 2, (the sequel)

Big NSFW warning, probably

his meat slid off and then slid right back on

[PRONOUN] can punch me in my uterus and make a hammock out of my ovaries

it’s one of the worst fucking things i’ve ever heard, and i’ve heard someone literally shit their pants

they tagged me and my ass clenched

this man just said “I want to eat ur ass and then kiss you” ok buddy

a man with a plan

my grandpa is texting his hoes from his flip phone

god my lawyer was a hit but idk if she will be the chosen one or not

hello give me your toenails

i'll touch you in a non-weird way

he was in that movie with the people, he was the human.

i want her to brush my hair

If we have dick glasses they have to be of the highest quality for the best experience

i don't wanna watch that white nonsense

i would throat him like a fine wine

these millenials can't live without ac? back in my day we lived on the sun

yall better put those goats on a wheel, tell them to start running

he looks like a bitch

yes or no, u wud punch the light bulb out of thomas edisons wrinkly pruned hand and asked him if he believed in god

still has skin and a working body

i needed to wait until my voice changes

you thought i was snacking on joe biden’s savory meat stick

barack guckin oglizzy, oguckma, barack osugma, Joe choden, OglchnnngggHHHYynnUUUnnghhma

why did i have a dream that i was taking the lid off my car

false gods require wine, real gods require coochiefice

fettucine wet ass pussy

that was all you sent me. the picture of a raccoon and then nothing

it isn’t hate, it is ‘continuously let down by’.

i never went to school who science

i’m gunna go peer pressure my mum into a shot

thank you for furthering my career at hot topic

i will suck the ingrown hair off of him

it has huge jackman in it

i chomped on this eggshell, got my calcium in for the day

i will take you to touch the mango

i want to see all the big things

[PRONOUN] has collar bones so deep you could hook a clothing hanger into it

no asscheeks in fucking family chat you animals

he will eat you alive and suck out your intestines like its a spaghetti noodle

[NAMES]’s Tiggle Biddie’s

dropped acid, cried the whole night.

my stomach is hooping and hollering, i’m about to eat some sleep

you want my throatsac ??

please dont know me as the toenail eater

you have to keep the skin on one side while you eat the other, thats basic mango physics

i mean he is some good sasuage

calm down dick Hannibal

respectfully, what the fuck is this

tbf i only eat my steaks where they need tampons

you committed acts of culinary terrorism

does your refrigerator whimper and cower in the corner when you approach it. that's your fridge trying to use echo location to locate a safe space

thundercuck

i almost met Jesus, I almost got an autograph. Almost got a greatest hits signed album.

respectfully, are you smoking fucking crack?

my left testicle could play better than you

i’ll eat him with ketchup

son of a biscuit eating bulldog!

now it’s back to me sucking, all is right in the world.

holy fuck weasels.

holy fuck, weasels!

why does the bad guy look like the Statue of Liberty?

this is a man that sometimes willingly dresses like a lumberjack

and me, being an emotional cripple, must make jokes about this.

hey my name is [NAME] i'm **definitely** who i say i am

[NAME OR PRONOUN] offered a back massage by calling it the “tickle thing”

i love a man who puts his parents in a nursing home.

my brain is going to take a hot shower

wait have u seen steve harvey's coochie

if it were me i would simply not be pregnant

look im not about to be out here saying i love [NAME OR PRONOUN] feet, but i am about to be out here saying that their feet are some of the nicest feet i've seen in a long time

i named my cloyster renesmee

[NAME] was texting me from the bathtub

you’re pregnant? That’s unfortunate.

do I say dumb shit? Perhaps. Do I take ownership? Perhaps.

i pay for things in blissful ignorance

i am an emotional vagrant

i am an emotional fragrance

to make a long motherfucking story short...

this enchilada tastes like asshole and sadness

you are not an ugly bitch, you’re just a bitch

that’s not a nut shot, buddy.

i’m sad because i sucked the meat off of this pumpkin spice latte

i want to make a blanket out of his eyebrows

what are you disgracing my Christian eyes for?

he be looking at that dick like why does it go so much to the left?

I want her to record an audio book for me so I can fall asleep listening to her voice.

Can I lick you like an ice cream cone? Asking for science.

like you're out to lunch with your bromie and you're eating some rubens or something and you wistfully look over the rim of your sunglasses and just: You ever buss 2 fast

my accent is flaccid

timotay chalamaymay’s sweet ass

on the bright side mcallister’s gave me 3 pickle spears. Almost enough to make a whole pickle.

you think they came from the same mommy pickle?

HIS DOODLE IS OUT

i thot that meant [NAME] wanted to...doodle his noodle

i don’t use commas, i don't respect u enough, fuck ur reading comprehension.

does australia have seasons

i want someone to embalm my body with mcdonalds sprite

his hermione grangina

purrrr my last email

its lore locked beneath 30 layers. u can only understand it if uve had a near death experience

LET'S GET FUCKY

i wanna have the heart of a stoner

his man titties look like little tattooed pillows

SWIGGITY SWOOTY COMIN FOR THAT BOOTY

there were no cheeks to shake. nothing to clap. no noise to be had from her literal slices of wonderbread

u ever just fuck around and ur tits fart

put a lil mint leaf on it for authenticity

alright brother god bless may u be fertile

i feel like im being advocated for something i shouldnt be advocating for

and i am adam with my fat pendulous balls lol

i’m making whuppie with whoopie godberg

theodore tits fart rex

yeah man do u also have the third toe on ur shoulder

the green spaghetti monster is coming for me and i can't blame him

today i learned starfish do not poop

that was nothing compared to some other things I saw

listen I'd willingly watch [NAME/PRONOUN] in a cell for 24 hours. Imagine that sounded less creepy

i'd lick a dirty flip flop off her abs

i’m tempted to show you all the gravity defining boobs, maybe tomorrow

my brain is on vacation

good morning! i ate breakfast and im ready to go to bed

tape the titty in

ive unironically had nightmares with [NAME] in them

the peanut in the auditory canal

so far this feel all comfortable, does this all make sense?

i know it's kind of a schlep to get through

nail polish or no nail polish for the shower?

and then he saw those big tt honkerz... and it all went down hill from there

can y’all stop chanting curses in the chat my furniture is stuck on the ceiling

EH?! CIAO? HELLO??

in Russia this is not ok 

i can’t buy pants here on Sunday either

IT'S LIKE TWELVE THOUSAND DOLLARS TO EAT ON A SOGGY PANCAKE

imagine me going up to [NAME/PRONOUN] and being like i love the way ur flesh smells

in a supermarket. The sickly blue light where humans congregate. Animal human masses. Nameless faces. Whole lives boiled into generalized categories like "asshole who definitely does need 4 boxes of cheerios". Yout hink and realize while stabding in line u didnt grab the bag of frozen peas...but its 2 late

its truly the only picture that gives me pure joy

are weasels real

my work mum just messaged me the phrase "use your booty call wisely" with no context

"let's bring u to the mustache chair"

If you’re not doing coke under the coke sign what is the point?

[justbanks]

PART ONE.

*tana mongeau vc* welcome to my Trash Bin son or welcome back to my Trash Bin son … hi cuties, my names mia & im such youtube Trash if im honest. i’m so? excited to be here and get to roleplay with all of you. short disclaimer, i’m a mess, banks is a mess, and this post is well...a big mess. welcome to narina!! lets plot!?

chara inspo: hardin scott, harry villers, kenickie murdoch, steve harrington, dean winchester, chad (scream queens)

PART TWO.

born nolan matthew harrington although absolutely no one has called him nolan since he was like four. he goes by banks both by his family & friends. most people probably think that’s his name on his birth certificate.

he grew up in newport, rhode island. the middle child of lawrence & sheridan harrington. his father is a pretty big time record producer while his mother is the owner of a fine dining surf & turf restaurant. 

his mom is very big into politics as she has a law degree and in 2014 she offered up their home in newport for one of obama’s many fundraisers. yes, the harrington’s are democrats although banks considers himself an “independent” and wrote in leonardo dicaprios name in the 2016 election because he refused to back either candidate. 

he’s always had a love for moving picture. he’s the type that believes the lens is the window to the soul not the eyes. 

he’s the guy who has never known rejection. because of this he comes off a bit entitled and arrogant which i mean, he is. 

he’s never been the best in academics, like he wasn’t so bad that his parents had to pay his way through grades but he’s skated by his whole academic career with c’s and low b’s. when he had to do general study courses at bellecotte he had a tutor for ever class but writing heavy courses. he sucks at tests and anything that has an equation involved in it. 

his memory has never been good and has only become progressively worse because of his weed habit. although he smokes weed like he’s a chimney he hasn’t drank alcohol since highschool.

he’s the friend that’ll take you into doing a keg stand but will be perched up on a table checking people out himself. he’s a great hypeman but a terrible wingman, he’ll end up taking home any & every girl in the vicinity and leave you with your empty glass. 

death tw | the reason he doesn’t drink is because during his senior year of highschool he held a house party and got belligerently drunk. his bedroom was always off limits during parties and one night he went back to his room just for a moment and found a couple hooking up on his bed, turns out it was a kid he didn’t like, the girl ended up running out from embarrassment of being caught.  the two boys ended up fist fighting, the fight ended with banks punching and then pushing the other guy away, basically over the fight, when the guy tumbled back and slammed his head into the corner of banks bed. banks went into his bathroom to clean up and when he came back out he noticed the kid was bleeding all over the floor and unconscious. he locked his bedroom door, called his parents, and they took care of everything when the came back home hours later. banks himself doesn’t even know what his parents did, all he knows is two days after the incident police found the kids body in the woods across town. end of tw

thanks to his dad he’s been able to direct a good amount of music videos from the new a whole new world music video with zayn malik to easier with 5sos. despite his minor successes he still heavily does student films so expect him to ask you to feature in a short film at least twice a year.

as you could’ve probably guessed he’s a cinematography major (s/o apollo house) and minoring in screen writing. he’s wanted to be the next quentin tarantino or christopher nolan since he was like 10.

our lovely boy here does not believe in love and he dares anyone to try and change his mind

he drives a red 1969 chevy impala convertible that he received from his grandfather when he passed, the car is in pristine condition.

he can be a little intimidating at times ? he’s social and definitely considered “popular” on campus but he’s very laid back and rarely shares how he’s feeling.

fun fact? he vapes and can do some crazy vape tricks & carries around a gold-plated vape at all times.

PART THREE.

you can find a page for his socials i did here as well as his (half done) most wanted connections here !!

[johnnymundano]

The Comics Killjoy Reads: The Immortal Hulk©®™

The Immortal Hulk©®™: Or Is He Both?

Art by Joe Bennett (p), Ruy José (i), Paul Hornschemeier. Marguerite Sauvage and Garry Brown Written by Al Ewing Lettered by VC’s Cory Petit and Travis Lanham Coloured by Paul Mounts Covers by Alex Ross Hulk created by Jack Kirby and Stan Lee (Everything about the comic is ©®™ Marvel Comics)

When I say The Immortal Hulk©®™ is a comic worth reading you may be sure I’m not just blowing air up your svelte derrière. Largely because it gives me no great pleasure to recommend a Marvel©®™ comic, but here we are. I am a fair man and The Immortal Hulk©®™ is worth the reading. And I say that as a withered old dude with several decades of comic reading under my belt, and a pretty clear picture of how Marvel©®™ has conducted itself over the decades with regard to its creators. (Quick recap: Not well. Addendum: Ugh. Postscript: Yeesh!) Two of the creators famously ill served by Marvel©®™  were crucial to the creation of The Hulk©®™. (And also, Stan Lee who was much better served.) Jack Kirby gave The Hulk©®™  its initial shape and Steve Ditko tinkered with it a bit thereafter. It wasn’t a success initially, but I’m not interested in later iterations because neither is The Immortal Hulk©®™.

The Immortal Hulk©®™ resurrects that initial, failed, darker Hulk©®™ and lets it run amok on the modern stage of wannabe-TV-series mainstream comics. Think Jim Aparo and Mike Fleischer’s The Spectre (DC Comics), but 21st Century stylee. This is a smart move by Al Ewing; whose writing over the years has yet to give any evidence of his being anything other than a very smart man indeed.  That initial Hulk©®™ didn’t last long, so the whole Jekyll/Hyde, man-by- day/monster-by-night schtick, which forms the core of this new series, has plenty of mileage still in the tank. And the Hulk©®™ is very much a monster in The Immortal Hulk©®™ because The Hulk©®™was a monster when he first erupted out of Bruce (or was it David?) Banner’s spindly body.  

That first grey, beetle-browed thug was very much an attempt by Kirby to  fuse his prior monster comics such as “Lo, Whuppy-Bumpo! The Hectoring Carpet!” to the superhero template. As was The Fantastic Four©®™ initially, and I do stress that…initially. The stale monster tales were the training wheels for the superhero genre the then struggling Marvel©®™ took its last desperate roll of the dice on. Pretty soon the training wheels were off, the monster tales were comical curios and superheroes, superheroes, superheroes; fast forward to 2019 and people with adult responsibilities are sitting through 15 minutes of credits to see a glimpse of Turner D. Century©®™. Or whoever the fuck they’ve dug up this time.

This time Ewing, for his part, has literally dug up The Hulk; the old Hulk, the scary Hulk©®™, the Hulk©®™ who lives when the moon is high, the OG Hulk©®™, the monster. I’ve not been paying attention but apparently the Hulk©®™  has been dying a lot lately. In the mercifully brief recaps Ewing provides from the works of far lesser writers, these deaths seem to have all the weight of a fart, and their apparent frequency suggest a similar impact on the reader. One of Ewing’s many achievements with The Immortal Hulk©®™  is to put the horror back into (comic book) death. The Immortal Hulk©®™ is very much a horror book, decidedly a monster book. Some of it is monstrously horrible, which is quite a feat for a comic which still makes jokes about Banner’s inexhaustible purple trouser supply. Horror and humour; it’s a giddy mix.

In what feels like a bit of a sly joke at the expense of the comics-as-TV trend (or it could just be a nostalgic wink) Ewing harks back to the old Hulk TV series in structure; Banner ambles from town to town like The Littlest Hobo, where he encounters a story to involve himself in and solves it by turning into The Biggest Cujo. He is also doggedly trailed by a reporter. No No-Prizes for guessing her surname. Each issue is a step toward the resolution of the overarching mystery, and if every issue isn’t a story in itself, (contra most of the competition) every issue is at least rewarding in itself.

And that reward lies mainly in the tight writing. Ah, but first…When People write about comics, they write about the writer to excess; and I am going to continue that bad habit. Mostly because I can’t quite warm to (main artist) Bennett’s style. He’s good, no doubt; but his stuff lacks punch. There’s just something stilted about it, like he’s traced over things; which isn’t a crime, but the cold precision results in a consequent lack of pizzazz. But he nails the big moments (you can at least tell they are big moments), his storytelling is clear and he evidently understands the needs of Ewing’s scripts. A lot of plus points, but I remain stubbornly underwhelmed. Maybe it’s a confidence thing? (Him, not me.) He’s got the stuff, he just needs to break with reality a bit more; it’s comics, baby, swing for the stars! Bennett’s pages are contrasted on a few occasions with those by other artists and, well, the difference is clear. Each has a distinct style, and all have a vibrancy Bennett sadly lacks. But Bennett is consistent, he gets the job done and there is the odd “!!” moment, so maybe time will prove me wrong.

And Bennett has that time, because what will bring me back to The Immortal Hulk©®™ is Ewing’s writing. This is solid stuff with tight plotting, a real sense of threat, some eye-poppingly gruesome horrorosities, neat characterisation, humour the right side of smart arse, and actual honest to god emotional beats. Horror, humour and heart; it’s an unbeatable mix.

The Comics Killjoy says: BUY!

(NB: I bought these in a Comixology sale. I will read a Marvel©®™ comic, and I will recommend a Marvel©®™ comic, but I will not pay full whack for a Marvel©®™ comic. ‘Nuff said, Effendi!)

[douchebagbrainwaves]

WORK ETHIC AND SHORTCOMINGS

Like Jane Austen, Lisp looks hard. It gets you Windows. They'd be rewarded later. The amount he put in was small compared to the last, even enlightened despotism can probably only get you part way toward being a great economic power. When we were working on our own startup, back in the place I'd just left. Since most powerful people operate on the manager's schedule, they're in a position where failure will be public and humiliating. The reason the expected value is so high is web services. He really doesn't know. But even if the founder's friends were all wrong and the company is still just an idea.

Certainly not the authors. This probably makes them less productive, because they rely heavily on first impressions. It may take a while, but as Microsoft shows, revenue is a lagging indicator in the technology business. A lot of the money in the hope of future work if the startup succeeds. Prices will fall even further once writers realize they don't need publishers. There's nothing like living abroad to teach you that. I was so ignorant that learning almost anything meant learning new things. So if a piece of software doesn't teach you anything, because the less smart people writing the actual applications wouldn't be doing low-level stuff like allocating memory. Raising VC scale investments is thus a huge time sink—more work, probably, than the men running our government, who for all their talk of patriotism remind me more of Richelieu or Mazarin than Thomas Jefferson or George Washington. A year after the founding of Apple, Steve Wozniak still hadn't quit HP. And one guy is more than just that some startup might have a problem firing someone they needed to.

But America has no monopoly on this. So if you ask, could you make something good you can generate ten times as much. But things don't always go smoothly in startups. Publishers of all types, from news to music, are unhappy that consumers won't pay for content? Teenagers. But as well as a cost of breaking up a project. Computers are responsible for most of the 1970s. In our country, college entrance exams determine 70 to 80 percent of a person's future. The Series A round. It's not because they're irresponsible that they work in long binges during which they blow off all other obligations, plunge straight into programming instead of writing specs first, and rewrite code that already works. In 1977 there was no reason you couldn't have done that in the era of physical media. Like angels, VCs prefer to invest in it, I'd give him the stock for $10, just to be exacting.

Some say Europeans are less energetic, but I don't believe it. Yes and no. Countries worried about their competitiveness are right to be concerned about the number of Indians in the current Silicon Valley are all too aware of the shortcomings of the INS, but there's nothing to distract you. Because seed firms are companies rather than individual people, reaching them is easier than reaching angels. When you manipulate a program in your head. Good ideas and valuable ideas are very close to good ideas, especially in technology. I doubt it would be misleading even to call them centers. You need to for your own sake.

A song on an LP is physically stamped into the plastic. There are millions of small businesses in America, but only a few decades speak a single language. A lot of the reason is the horribleness of cable clients, also known as TVs. Distractions are bad for many types of work, like designing software. But they're wrong. And so in starting a startup. Show any hacker a lock and his first thought is how to pick it. He completely rewrites the program several times; that wouldn't be justifiable for an official project, but this is an abuse that should be resisted. It is a truth universally acknowledged?

Even when you're actively working on a project written in Python. Since there's a fixed cost each time you start working on something hard. I'm an agent of the change than most other people. That worked as long as they still have to show up for work every day, because at night no one could interrupt me. Larry and Sergey apparently felt this way too at first. The other reason you need to impress are fairly tolerant. In the more common case, where founders and investors are equally represented and the deciding vote is cast by neutral outside directors, all the stock they get is newly issued and all the previous shareholders' percentage ownership is diluted by a sixth.

Thanks to Robert Morris, and Jessica Livingston for sparking my interest in this topic.

[shellheadtmark2]

@contritoscorde how your muse responds to unconditional love.

x.  tony vc:  mmmsoundsfake

tony?  would consider it wasted on him.  like he gives unconditional love, don’t get me wrong.  he gives and gives and gives away every part of himself he can to other people.  a scrap of kindness earns his loyalty completely - in the ways that tony can be loyal but that’s a talk for another day and another upcoming ask concerning him sneaking around to do things behind people’s backs - but tony loves, he loves hard, and he loves completely.  this isn’t talking about romantic love (or, rather, just romantic love) but all types because the avengers - the superhero community - is his family.  they’re his friends.  they’re the people he cherishes.  he trusts too easily, wears his heart on his sleeve, goes to absurd lengths to make people happy, forgives people in instances where other people maybe wouldn’t.  he clings, with both hands.  he’ll be self-sacrificing to a fault for those people.  he’ll put himself recklessly in harm’s way to keep them safe.  it’s just the tony stark way, he loves completely and unconditionally when he loves, and he’s willing to overlook flaws in someone else.

when it comes to himself?  sounds fake, fake news, cancelled, blocked.  tony has a hard time believing there’s anything in him that’s worth loving.  he doesn’t consider himself a hero.  hell, he doesn’t consider himself that great of a guy. listen, no person has ever hated tony stark more than tony stark hates himself in a lot of ways.  he’s willing to sell his own soul to protect the people he cares about - to protect the world - and he doesn’t feel like anyone should waste a scrap of that kind of thing on him.  he’ll just fuck it up.  i keep going back to civil war but it’s a really good example of how tony can sell himself out and sell his soul so the people he loves (in this case, steve) don’t have to tarnish themselves and can remain pure and untouched.  so that he doesn’t drag steve down with him, so that people like spider-man/peter parker stay safe and off the dissection table.  so that the avengers will live on in some form, because let me tell you, tony stark has put his heart and soul into the avengers from day one. he’s done some bad things in the name of keeping them all safe, numerous times, he’d do again given the chance, and that’s no someone he sees as being worthy of unconditional love.  he doesn’t think he deserves it.  and he’d be real frank about that, if presented.  tony doesn’t see himself the way other people see him - he doesn’t feel like a good friend, he doesn’t feel like a good guy, he doesn’t feel like a hero.  he can’t live up to the idealized version of things he’s set for himself (no one can) and he can’t live up to steve’s expectations of him (see:  no one can, not even steve rogers).  so to him, it makes him...not great.  which is why he thinks he’s the guy that’s gotta sacrifice himself on the altar, because he’s good for that at least.

tony, uh.  has some self-esteem issues.  see also:  romantically, look at his dating track record.  it’s not good, guys.  i can argue he hasn’t been in love - really in love - very often but he infatuates easy.  he wants someone to want him, scars, bumps, and all, and anyone that acts like they do he gravitates to.  but he’s been taken advantage of so many times because of that, that he doesn’t know what unconditional love from someone else looks like.

character headcanons | accepting

[rediscoverfitness]

Congratulations to my Toronto Raptors on winning the 2019 NBA Finals & becoming the WORLD CHAMPIONS! The reason I refer to this team as mine, is because of the looooooong relationship that we’ve had 😉 This post will be a long one, so scroll past if you’re not interested!

I grew up with soccer as my favorite sport but basketball was a close second. This all changed in the 1993 NBA Finals. I was mesmerized by the dominance of Michael Jordan and the overall battle between the Bulls vs Suns. I shot hoops everyday that summer in my driveway on a makeshift wooden net that my father built me. During the next two NBA seasons, the Houston Rockets won back-to-back titles. Hakeem Olajuwon was my favorite player during this time. I tried to mimic his every move on the court. I remember that I shook a defender off with the dream step, when I played for my grade 8 basketball team. My coach told me to dream step my butt to the bench! Lol! He didn’t want any flashy plays on his team.

When the NBA announced that Toronto was going to have a team, I was super excited!! All the students in my school were asked to fill out a survey, deciding on the team name. The choices were the Toronto Raptors or Towers. I friggin’ loved dinosaurs as a child! My brother and I watched The Land Before Time over and over again on VHS. Plus Jurassic Park was the biggest film during that time, so picking the Raptors was a no-brainer. When I found out that Isiah Thomas was the part-owner of the team, I took it as a sign that this was definitely my team! I wrote a school speech earlier that year on the Bad Boys- Detroit Pistons with Thomas as the leader.

I was surprised that the Toronto Raptors drafted Damon Stoudamire with their first pick. He was short! He was actually the same height as me...and I was 14 at the time! The rest of the team was made up of has beens and rejects of other teams (Oliver Miller, Tracy Murray, etc). Opening day was interesting. The team played at the Skydome. A cavernous stadium meant to seat 50,000 for the Toronto Blue Jays. It didn’t look right having a basketball court there. I’ll never forget when Alvin Robertson scored the first ever Raptors points on a three point shot! And we actually won the game (vs Nets)! Unfortunately, the team went on a 7-game losing streak afterwards and a dismal 21-61 record that season. One of the biggest highlights was when they actually won a game vs the 72-10 Chicago Bulls...with Steve Kerr missing the final shot (ironic). Damon Stoudamire won rookie of the year and quickly became our franchise leader.

Ohhh...The Vince Carter years. VC was amazing! He definitely was my favorite player at the time. I never saw anyone dunk like that before! He brought so much excitement to Toronto, Canada and the NBA, in general. Carter definitely put Toronto on the map. I remember going to Serbia for the summer and his name being mentioned, when I told people where I was from. That slam dunk contest in Oakland still stands as the greatest performance to date. After some early playoff exits and not coming through in the ECF semis, I expected Vince to elevate his game to the next level. But he stopped driving to the basket and said that “dunking was overrated.” I remember seeing him wince quite often when he took contact. He looked unmotivated and fragile. Vince Carter was eventually traded to the New Jersey Nets for absolutely nothing. It destroyed our franchise for years to come. I was so upset. Especially when Carter went back to playing aggressively and had incredible seasons for his new team. I truly felt hurt and disrespected as a Raptors fan. I despised him for years to come...

After the Raptors bombed the next couple of seasons, they were fortunate enough to land the number one pick in the NBA draft. I couldn’t believe they used it to draft Andrea Bargnani. He actually had a solid rookie year but I didn’t trust him to be good in the long run, which proved to be correct. With Chris Bosh as our franchise leader, the team made the playoffs a couple of seasons but lost in the first round. Then Bosh left in free agency to join Lebron and Wade in Miami. You all know the rest.

The next handful of seasons were really tough as a Raptors fan. Young DeMar DeRozan was our guy and the team looked lost and inexperienced. I continued to watch throughout but it was rough! Slowly, the team started to piece together some good players. Trading for Kyle Lowry and drafting Jonas Valanciunas.

My wife and I moved to San Francisco in 2012. I got NBA League Pass immediately and watched every game. The first couple of years in our new city had challenges, especially for me. I wasn’t able to work without a visa and was struggling to make friends. Being a Toronto Raptors fan really filled that void for me. It gave me enthusiasm and some purpose in my life. And a tie to home.

In 2014, Deanna and I took a year sabbatical and backpacked across India, South and East Africa. I would set my alarm for 3am (in New Delhi) to watch the epic 7 game series vs the Brooklyn Nets. The Toronto Raptors would make the playoffs every season starting that year but would have a lot of misfortune. Getting swept in the first round by Washington hurt. And then losing to the Lebron James led Cleveland Cavaliers year after year stung!

No matter what difficulties the team was going through, I trusted our team president, Masai Ujiri. He made great decisions that put our team in the right direction. But when he traded DeMar DeRozan for Kawahi Leonard, I thought, what the h^*# is he doing? Leonard was injured the whole previous season and was a free agent after this year. Then I found out that Leonard was healthy and motivated to play...I was then down with the trade! My mentality was, let’s put it all on the line and go for it this year 🏆

What can I say for this year’s team. A wonderful group of players that play the right way. Unselfish, gritty, tough, defensive minded and play with all out hustle. Kawahi Leonard leads by example. A true professional with that stoic look to his face, with the sole focus to win. He doesn’t dance, show off or whine to the refs about foul calls. He brings the same focus and intensity on both the defensive and offensive end of the court. He is definitely my favorite player right now.

So, this is a summary of my 24 years following this team. If you’re still reading this, you probably now understand the deep relationship I have with my Toronto Raptors. Winning the NBA Finals meant a lot and was really emotional for me. They’ve really helped me in tough times and I’m forever grateful for that. My good friend Renée summarized it perfectly. She said to me, “you have a feeling none of us can have in basketball...you were birthed a team as a child, cheered them most of your life and watch them win their very first championship. No one will understand this feeling but you. Amazing, friend.”

[spookyrejects]

i have in fact wilded. notice how they go from barely descriptive to way too descriptive why am i like this .

harlem “harley” maddox. brenton thwaites. + PAIN KILLER, RUEL. twenty-six.

alright we are gonna try this with a soft boy who just wants good things to happen. going to be very timid and anxious maybe with a little stutter that flares up when he’s nervous. all the nervous ticks o my god he’s gonna be such a soft boy.

luciano . douglas booth. + NOVOCANE, THE UNLIKELY CANDIDATES. twenty five.

my SAD BOY who acts like he’s put together but he is genuinely not. he’s lived in texas his whole life and moved to boulder because his uncle passed and he took over the business. when he was 12 he nearly drowned which lead him to be terrified of water and had hallucinations of literal hell so he’s convinced he’s going to hell when he dies.

lesley york. abigail cowen. + PRETENDER, STEVE AOKI, AJR, LIL YACHTY. nineteen.

younger sister to noah york. was always the popular / pretty girl in school, with her brother’s sob story she was able to be seen as a saint always trying to tend to him. she became instagram famous her senior year of high school and everyone seemed to love her. that’s because she’s never been true to herself. rather molding to whatever or whoever anyone needed or wanted her to be. on the outside, she’s confident, a leader, an icon. but on the in she has no idea what she’s doing at any given moment. she moved out of her childhood home with her brother and shares a flat with him.

zade francis. bob morley. + I think i’m OKAY, MGK, TRAVIS BAKER, YUNGBLUD. thirty-two.

older brother of shane & boston francis. has been a hip hop artist since he was nineteen, not really making it big until about ten years ago. he has always been mixed in with the wrong people. big drug addict, has been shot and broken almost every bone in his body. no matter what he does, he always seems to pick the wrong choice. his life has constantly been an uphill battle from issues with his family in the public eye to rehab trip after rehab trip to try and get his image clean.  ( vc: mgk. )

vance shepard. robert sheehan. + 100 BAD DAYS, AJR. thirty.

i am just stealing finnick bc i loved finnick

finnick’s mother and father are both well established actors and for a majority of his life he was in the tabloids. then, he went missing when his parents sent him to live with his aunt. it was rumored for a long time that he died during the accident on set. while living with his aunt he endured emotional and physical abuse from her. this resulted in him being very twitchy at times and fear the woman. when he was sixteen he began to use narcotics to numb the pain. at eighteen he planned to leave his aunts house, having finished school and doing everything his parents asked he thought he would be able to join them in the states. only to find out they couldn’t take him, and he had to stay in ireland, claiming it ‘wasn’t the right time’ for a comeback. when he turned twenty-three he came out of the shadows on his own with a short flim he wrote and directed on his own life. it won an oscar. this was his peak, because after that he could not write or produce shit. he was under far too much pressure to make his parents proud. his drug addiction then got worse. when he turned twenty-six he nearly overdosed, only to be found by his parents. this is when he was sent back to live with his aunt. and despite how much older he was now he still fell into the old habits of being terrified of the woman. he continued to live with her desperately trying to get sober but hopelessly failing. every time he would relapse, she would kick him out of the house. now, three years later he has relapsed again but this time, he stole everything his aunt had and left town. using all of the money to pay his way into the manor. he does not plan on staying long. personality:despite being a very depressed person, he is extensively extroverted. he is very charismatic and can be protective and kind. with his drug addiction he can be very excitable and it’s when he doesn’t have drugs he falls back into his depression and it’s not a pretty sight.

heath williams. joe dempsey. + STUPID DEEP, JON BELLION. thirty-one.

cousin to james & noah williams. went into the army when he was eighteen because he comes from a line of soldiers. was raised in a slightly similar environment to james but his father was more cold in the sense he didn’t speak to him unless he was training. definitely raised to be the perfect soldier, but while in the war he lost his leg within the first year after stepping on a landmine and was sent home. his father, extremely disappointed in him, disowned him and his mother tried to take care of him for as long as she could. he soon moved into an apartment in the darker sides of town, kept to himself, works as a janitor in a hospital. 

noah york. sean berdy. + SAD FOREVER, LAUV. twenty one.

older brother to lesley york. lost his hearing when he was thirteen. his father took him to a gun range and he took out his ear plugs thinking to hear him only to have the gun go off and his hearing to be permanently affected. this lead him to fall into a bit of a depression in which he just let things happen to him. he didn’t go out of his way to get things for himself, rather waited for them to fall in his lap out of fear of failure. a year ago, though, he moved out of his childhood home into an apartment down town with his dramatically famous sister. meanwhile, he works in a floral shop.

maize perez. ana de armas. + BARBIE GIRL, AQUA. twenty nine.

celebrity rival to shane & boston francis. the original queen bee of hollywood, having been the most famous model and actress as of 2018. she started off as a young teen actor in a disney movie that really set her apart from the competition. another big reason she was so easy to make famous was because she became anyone her parents, and then manager, asked her to be. when she was twenty-one, though, she began to slip up and had a melt down in public, resulting in shaving her hair off and getting a tattoo of the logo of her first television show on her chest above her heart. this did not go over well, in fact, she was sent to a hospital where her managers and mother put her under a coma and spread rumors of disease. she remained in the coma for two weeks before she finally woke up and her lesson was learned. this was not her life. this wasn’t who she wants to be. but she has no control.