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[tanadrin]

BDS is a political program with the practical end result of "mass murder of jews," so yes it's pretty definitively antisemitic.

I don't think I've ever specifically mentioned BDS, have I?

In general, I think arguments of the form "X program would have Y result, therefore supporters of X support Y" are very weak unless you can make a very direct argument that X is inextricable from Y. It is not clear to me that the objectives of BDS, which per Wikipedia are

to pressure Israel to meet what the BDS movement describes as Israel's obligations under international law,[7] defined as withdrawal from the occupied territories, removal of the separation barrier in the West Bank, full equality for Arab-Palestinian citizens of Israel, and "respecting, protecting, and promoting the rights of Palestinian refugees to return to their homes and properties".[8]

is inevitably functionally equivalent to "mass murder of jews." There seems to be a pretty long inferential chain there that I guess I'm missing.

[kaidatheghostdragon]

Good reveal au, where after learning phantom's identity and realizing the atrocities that the GIW have committed (or alternatively, ethical science au, where they find out the GIW plagarized them), the fenton parents decided to create the 'ultimate ghost-ending weapon' and sell it to the agents.

They go absolutely overboard, describing to the agents in meticulous detail how it evaporates any ghost it hits near-instantly and describing it quite ruthlessly in the blueprints, and soon the GIW have raplaced all their main weapons with the new gun.

Except it doesn't actually kill ghosts. It's the Fenton Bazooka. You know, the one that creates a portable portal to suck the ghost back into the ghost zone? What they actually did was retool it slightly to make it look more grusome than it actually is. They even added a beacon in Phantom's Keep, which all Fenton Bazookas will target when they open a portal, so the ghosts are always delivered to the keep.

From there, Phantom stationed an emergency medical team at the keep to treat the many injured and ragged ghosts that the GIW 'destroyed,' and to explain what just happened.

What they didn't anticipate was that now that the GIW have a mass-produced weapon that they believed would effectively eradicate ghosts, they would go on the offensive. They have a number of cities they've been monitoring but didn't want to get involved in without better tools.

One of those cities is Gotham.

And the Bats are ectocontaminated enough to register as ghosts.

Batman witnessed several of his children get evaporated by green energy weapons within mere moments of each other. He's absolutely gutted. Devastated. They didn’t even stand a chance.

He'll get his revenge, and it's frighteningly easy to track the weapon to private subcontractors. The Doctors Fenton, in Illinois. Their research calls for the genocide of all ghost kind, and apparently, that war started by killing his own children.

His children will not die in vain.

He gets to Amity Park and finds the Engineer's Nightmare of a building that is Fentonworks, but that night, before he can hack through the security and break in, one of the windows opens.

It's one of his kids that he had watched evaporate before his very eyes. They give him a silent signal of one of their identifying security codes and gesture for him to come inside.

Is it a trap? A prank in poor taste? Utterly genuine?

He goes through the window.

All of his dead kids are there, wearing borrowed pajamas and only their dominoes to conceal their identities. Daniel Fenton (son of the Fentons, this is his bedroom, has voiced a few arguments against his parent's views, but still an unknown) is among the crowd of teens and young adults, twirling on an office chair and obnoxiously sipping a capri sun.

"First thing you need to know, Bats," Daniel says after finishing his drink, "is that my parents are absolutely NOT genocidal ectophobic scumbags, and that is the reason why your kids are still alive."

[demaparbat-hp]

Any Momtara and Lu-Ten II sketches?

Just a boy and his mom a waterbender.

[slavhew]

baby blue

i couldnt decide you get 2 other vers of that last one pfffrrththttjt

[waltzing-rats]

SpiderMan aesthetics rock. Anyways, listen to Ricky Jamaraz’s ‘Microwave’

[soup-mother]

there's so many legal forms of discrimination in Australia but hearing "yeah they have a human rights act exemption" in the context of a gym being allowed to exclude trans women is just a little bit jokerfying.

[itsthatlake]

Just had three days off work and spent the first basically just sleeping and the next two possessed by an art demon. Anyways, here's some screenshots from a scum villain animatic I'm working on

[chidoroki]

December 19th - Happy Birthday Chifuyu - ft: his tvtropes

[round-hatches-are-terrifying]

icons <3

[demonir]

Months ago during the high peak of my Dr who obsession I did as I always end up doing and made pony designs. It started because I was reminiscing on the whole “Doctor Whooves” thing but I only ever did this and nothing else.

Didn’t quite intend to post them because I didn’t find them post worthy before but I’ve changed my mind, I think they’re okay. They were certainly fun to make!

[livstarlight]

The funniest (most galaxy brained) thing a fanfiction can do is having Sanji start brewing feelings for Zoro but not realizing they are those kind of feelings until it hits him right in the face (Thriller Bark, always Thriller Bark) and having Ace just waltz around and be his awakening while Zoro is just there losing his goddamn mind because he has been in love from the very beginning (there can be said a lot about him but at least he's self-aware) and I eat it up every single time

[tierracottas]

made something for the bear! so deeply enamored with the whole show :•)

[alexisntedgy]

[jessicas-pi]

If you're still accepting snippet asks, I believe you had an idea for a sequel to Phantom of the Chimera at some point?

Why, yes I did!! In fact I have some of it written, too. And now I'm going to write MORE

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"Not that it matters," Sabine said, crossing her arms. "But weren't you the one to tell me that we couldn't just steal random children?"

Ezra's expression was resigned. "I admit the irony of this situation, but—"

"And yet here you are, telling me you've stolen a random child."

"I didn't steal her, I saved her! Besides, I think Tidge needs a sister."

Sabine looked over her shoulder to the eight-year-old boy carefully applying dark powder under his eyes—part of their standard "ghost makeup."

"Hey, kid. You need a sister?"

Tidge shrugged. "I dunno. Probably. Was her dad a General, too?"

"I don't know who her dad was, actually," Ezra said. "She doesn't speak Basic. But she was in a holding cell and she was scared, so I broke her out."

"A prisoner, huh?" Sabine mused aloud. "I wonder why they were holding a kid in a cell. Where is she, anyway?"

Ezra gestured with his thumb behind him. "Back at the last vent junction. I wanted to explain to you first. I thought she might feel bad if you acted weird about how she looks, and she's... I don't even know what she is. She's, like, a baby Thrawn."

"What?" Sabine asked, confused.

"Like if Thrawn was a seven-year-old girl. She's a baby Thrawn. Blue, glowy red eyes..."

"Uh-huhhh..." Sabine said slowly, taking that information in.

"It's okay that I brought her here, though, right?" Ezra asked. "We're keeping her? If we can't find her family, I mean."

Sabine scoffed. "Don't be ridiculous. Of course we're keeping her! What kind of question even is that? She's a lost kid! I'm never going to not take care of lost kids!"

"Oh, good." He laughed nervously. "Uh, hypothetically... would that still apply if there were nine of them?"

"...Ezra."

"Not saying that there are! Just—"

"Ezra."

"—hypothetically, if there were nine—"

"You did not just steal nine children from the Empire."

"I didn't!"

She crossed her arms at him, and he squirmed under her gaze.

"But... if I did, theoretically, would you—"

Sabine turned away from him and looked to Tidge, who was staring at her with wide eyes, apparently a little terrified at the idea of nine sisters. No wonder. Kid had been an only child his whole life.

"He just quadrupled the size of our family in a day," Sabine remarked dryly—and then broke into a grin. "You know, I think we'll make a Mandalorian of him yet."

[quinngefail]

[TAKE TWO. COZ THIS POSTED BEFORE I WAS DONE EDITING IT RHGHHHH]

But uh.

Okay :) Folds hands together :) Steamy thoughts with the Chainshipping ladies :)

Putting a cut, it centers around very passionate making out- so like. Nothing super explicit. But still lmao, just in case ^_^

[Gonna ramble a bit to set this up lol. So uh I was thinking about one morning with the two of them, before Lorraine has to leave for the day. She's all dressed, while Addie's still in sleepwear; she's never been a morning person, but still gets up to spend some time with Lorraine, and say goodbye and and all that. Then she'll go the fuck back to bed for at least another hour or two LMAO. But anyway they're in the doorway, and Lorraine says that she'd like to give Addie a little something before she goes. And Addie assumes this means the little 'thing' they've been doing, where just before they part ways, they'll take turns kissing each other's cheeks. So Addie happily closes her eyes, and turns her head to the side for her kiss. It's then that she feels fingers gently take hold of her chin, and tilt her head back towards Lor.]

"Oh, no, darling... You deserve more than that,"

That hand then trails down to Addie's shirt collar, and gently pulls her towards the closest wall. "Stand right there, and face me." Lorraine lightly commands, giving a gesture to the floor. Though Addie's heart was already starting to beat out of her chest, she does as she's told with no hesitancy. Lorraine never exactly had to tell her twice when it came to these sorts of things, after all.

"Mm," Lorraine hums in approval. "Good girl,"

Those words alone sent a surge of arousing chills through Addie. It was her weakness, and of course, Lorraine knew it. Giving a satisfied smile at her work, the doctor began to move in closer. Up until now, Addie never thought there could be seduction in something like hanging a cane on a nearby coat hook. But, like with countless things, it was Lorraine Gordon who could prove otherwise; acting with a slow, provocative sort of grace, before turning her attention back to her beloved, flustered darling.

Suddenly, she clutches two haphazard handfuls of Addie's shirt, and crashes her larger form against her- leaving absolutely no room between them. Addie, now utterly pinned, hardly has time to gasp before her lips have been captured in Lorraine's. Between the stiffening of Addie's body, and the tipping of her head, the difference of their heights are null as Lorraine continues her passionate barrage of kiss after kiss. It's not long before she's lost course, diverting from Addie's lips to her cheeks, nose, chin, neck... It hardly matters to either of them, though, as they fall further and further into heavy, heated desire, hands wandering lower, and lower, until...

Lorraine has to fully pull away, her reddened face bearing a breathless, proud grin. Addie, on the other hand, has to keep her flushed, disheveled, lipstick-stained self from completely collapsing.

"H... Holy fuck," she breathes out. "P-please, Lor... More,"

But, as Addie begins to lean in, arms extending, a finger is pressed to her lips.

"Tonight, dear." Lorraine smiles. "I'm afraid I have to leave you for now. But," she trails off, and lowers herself to Addie's ear. "Just consider this something for you to think about today. Okay...?"

Addie wants to object, as the warmth of Lorraine's body fades from hers. She wants to pull her back, wrap her arms around her, and let the time slip away from them. She wants the both of them to just go back to the bedroom, and continue there. She wants to see where arousal will take them this time.

...But, she nods, with a quick sigh. "Yeah, alright. Tonight, then."

With a pleased nod in return, Lorraine retrieves her cane, gives Addie's cheek one last peck, and the two say their goodbyes for the day.

However, once alone, it doesn't take long at all for Addie to realize something. She's been left with a sort of gift, intentional or not. Because while the lipstick washes away, something else remains... The unmistakable, sweet scent of Lorraine's perfume, tortuously clung to her body.

...Fuck.

[sunwyrms]

May we have more Loopdile please?

(typically i dont do requests, but i suppose i can humor you since you were so polite~)

They do this every morning. Nobody has any idea why. Bonnie is sick of it.

[id in alt]