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Some Matt Murdock fic recs because I've realized I don't promote him as much as Jason Todd :P
@ijustreallylovedaredevil has some good Matt-centric fics. The Murdock Mystery (Redux) A crossover fic with House M.D. Matt gets admitted to the hospital after mysteriously passing out, and for once it's not because of his nightly activities! At least in this one, it's not. It's a rewrite fic of the same premise, but different causes, so it was a very entertaining read. Not Your Damsel. Another one of those fics where Matt gets saved by the Avengers as his civilian persona in different scenarios. Natasha is the only one who knows, and fics the whole thing funny as hell. Faithful Unto... Matt gets shot by a cop while as a civilian. Warning for police brutality. It's a really good fic.
Our Daily Bread by torrential. Matt becomes a baker and opens up a bakery instead of becoming a lawyer. It becomes extremely popular to the point that the heroes and vigilantes of New York have taken interest in it.
Matt Murdock vs the Media by @jeannetterankin. Super funny fic of Matt Murdock accidentally becoming a media sensation by thwarting a villain's plan while in his civilian persona. Go read it, it's short but great.
@prettybirdy979 has a couple good ones that involve Matt meeting the Avengers in hilarious scenarios. Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost (But Matt's Not Wandering; He's Just Lost) Matt gets lost in Avengers Tower while on the way to a meeting with Stark's lawyers. Very funny. Look the Devil in the Face The Avengers think Matt is the actual Devil. Hilarity ensues. My Guardian Avengers (Can I Get a Refund?) has the Avengers trying to protect Nelson, Murdock & Page law firm from someone that's trying to get them to drop a case they're working on. Matt gets very irritated from the constant interventions.
Matt Murdock is a Really Good Lawyer by Seagull18. A two-shot series of Matt being a Really Good Lawyer. First fic has him helping out various Avengers stuck in legal situations as Matt Murdock. When asked how he's so good, he uses the same excuses of being a really good lawyer. The second one has Matt's perspective of No Way Home after claiming that his excuse works every time.
Shadowboxing by @thekristen999. Steve boxes at the same gym Matt does at night, and they become friends.
Garbage Day by @frownyalfred. This is technically Jason Todd-centric, but it has him meeting Hawkeye and Daredevil after he got beat up and thrown into the same dumpster the former two were in.
What Almost Was by spaghettixday. Bit of a sad one, but it's a 5+1 fic where 5 different families tried to adopt Matt and the one time the Nelsons succeeded.
They Do It With Mirrors by Prochytes. The Defenders get trapped in the Mirror Dimension by Dr. Strange for forced bonding time. They can only escape by working together.
it's cold out here in the trees by @deniigi. Matt gets asked to be interviewed about his dad for a documentary. A wonderful angst-filled introspection of Matt's relationship with his father.
Cousins AU by @sammyheroes. Fun little AU of Matt and Peter being cousins, and how that relationship influences some of Spidey's development in the MCU.
JJ and DD walking into a knitting shop by @orangechickenpillow. Matt and Jessica Jones end up bonding while knitting. Based off the behind the scenes photo of the two character's actors knitting while on set.
Blind Catholic Ninja Orphan by @loving-jack-kelly. Matt becomes a meme on the Internet when someone makes a tweet reminiscing about smol blind Catholic orphan Matt Murdock dealing out crazy ninja moves. It spirals from there.
The Devil You Know by Beguile. Matt gets taken, and the Defenders are the ones that have to rescue him.
Murdocks Never Quit by Lluvia_Heroes (Lluvia185) and Pikkulef. Instead of dying outright, Jack Murdock was in a coma for 20 years. He ends up waking up, much to Matt's delight, but now they have to come to terms with many things.
Cross-Examination by @ceterisparibus116. You've probably heard about the author from their post-No Way Home fic where Peter is helped by Matt, Hope (which you should also read). But I loveeeee their one-shot of Matt being a lawyer. It's short but amazing, and if you're someone that wants a glimpse into the more legal side of Matt's character, go read this fic. Ceteris is also a lawyer, so that's why this fic is so phenomenal.
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Take Me To Church REDUX: Biker! Bucky x Reader Fic Teaser
Before you read:
Yes, a few of you may remember this fic from a while back! I originally wrote this as a one shot request, which i ended up turning into a full fic.. or at least trying to, before i stupidly deleted my account.
This is a redux of that old fanfic. New characters, better writing. I'm posting a teaser mostly so I can put out some feelers for it and clear some potential discourse (if any lol)
And reminder, RECS ARE OPEN <3
A big thank you to @moongoddessmox for requesting this one shot all them years ago <3
-Peach
Pairing: Biker! Bucky Barnes x f!reader
Summary: Reader escapes from their abusive, criminal underworld boyfriend, and falls into the hands of one Bucky Barnes. Notable Biker Gang Leader who'd do anything to keep his club at the top. He swears he's seen her before.
Word count: N/A, this is a teaser
Warnings: Graphic violence, depictions of abuse, murder, strong language. Light smut to come. MinorsDNI
Genesis
''James Barnes is a force to be reckoned with.''
That's what followed him everywhere he went. Even as he did the most mundane things, like pump gas, or slip the out-of-town mortician a few crisp Franklins, the cupped whispers and cleared streets trailed behind him like the black smoke that now billowed out of his Harley Davidson.
''Fuck..'' Barnes muttered through clenched teeth, clawing his fingers over his sharp stubble. He turned and kicked the air in sheer annoyance, a hand rummaging around in his cut to find his phone.
It was an ancient thing; albeit had nothing wrong with it. This was just yet another phone that was bought to be thrown away after the job. A few dollars dropped that would pay for itself tenfold later down the line.
''Fuckin' thing.. c'mon..'' grunted the male, inconvenienced. Squinting at the phone, (he was never that adept with technology), and jamming his fingers onto the jelly like keypad, he lifted the phone to his ear with a deep sigh. A few rings.. A few more.. there.
''Bucky, where the hell are you man?'' A disembodied voice complained on the other side. ''You were supposed to be here an hour ago!''
''Yeah well it's not gonna work like that this time…'' Barnes grumbled, crunching down onto the raised tarmac. Hovering over from different angles with his tongue stuck between his teeth for a moment, he sucked in a sharp intake of air and conceded, one handedly slipping a straight in between his lips. After a few scraping turns of his trusty Zippo lighter and that all noticeable hiss, Bucky exhaled a cloud of smoke before finally speaking. ''…Alpine's engines gone bust. Started sputtering halfway down the street.''
''Well that's great. Y'know I told you to-''
''Yeah I know, Sam. But I didn't.''
A stretched groan was heard through the phone as Sam seemed to walk a few steps. ''Walker. With me. Bucky can't make it.'' Followed by an echoed collection of muttered complaints and grievances from what sounded not at all shockingly like Sergeant At Arms John Walker, Sam returned to the phone. ''You know Mr Zemo ain't gonna like this, right?''
The crackling of burning cigarette paper followed for a few seconds before the familiar crunching of the littered sidewalk under Bucky's boots.
''Yeah. I know.''
The bar stood decrepit, hazily lit under the flickering light of a broken streetlamp which wheezed out its last dying, fizzing breaths. Weeds of all shapes and sizes sprouted out of the cracks along the pavement, colouring them dotted shades of sickly green and dark basil. Glass and dirt crunched under your feet as you unsteadily scuffed along the pathway.
You definitely weren't going to stay there. It wasn't something you'd do in a million years, even with a gun to your head. Your past ache for sanctuary had immediately been forgotten when you had turned onto this glorified back alley, but your legs.. nay- your entire body, how it ached and throbbed with every step. You just wanted to sleep. Your head hurt, and a horrible mix of dirt and sweat, once slick, now stuck to your body uncomfortably as it saturated your skin.
But you had to go somewhere. You'd been saving up enough to leave a living nightmare for months, scrounging up every last penny of what was given to you as your 'allowance' every two weeks. Anything your boyfriend gave, you sold for as much as you could get. It's not as if he'd notice anyway. He was too busy screwing any woman he could get his hands on. That was his 'thing' now. He'd come home from whatever he was doing, whenever he saw fit, and with whoever he wanted, and you were just on the sideline. That was, of course, until he remembered you existed. It would either come to him like some 16th century religious premonition, or something would tick him off.. and when he was ticked off- he was something to fear.
It started off verbal. Name calling, insults, shouting sessions. When you had the confidence to argue back it would turn physical, and he wasn't one to hold back. At it's worst you'd be debilitated, left on the floor to sob whilst he'd go to drink and fuck his new girl. A few times you'd suffered broken bones, which you'd be left to deal with yourself, or until he felt you were worthy enough to be helped. At its best, it was a couple of bruises. For that, you were grateful.
The only upside to this nightmare was that you had never needed to work a day in your life when you were with him, the man having carved himself a life of luxury through crime and unspeakable violence. As bad as it sounded, you were shielded from that side of his life- your boyfriend wasn't one to mix business and pleasure like that. He never came home bloody, his shirts always ironed smooth and freshly starched. Weapons were deposited before entering the front door, and he'd never come home drunk. Most of the girls he bought home were peace offerings from whoever the other sickos he dealt with were.
So you left. Enough was enough. The sound of a chiming clock was all you had heard as you fisted a roll of notes into your pocket. That was all you took, all you needed. It had just turned midnight- hardly the safest time to escape an abusive relationship, but you knew that you had to get out now. Every instinct was fighting, clawing at the pit in your stomach to leave before it was too late, before he would return home and drag you back into this hellhole.
Taking mouse-like breaths in an attempt to save your lungs from more pain, you continued down the street. You weren't sure whether the smell was coming from you or the bar as you edged closer. It stank, like caked on mold or the way that a bar toilet smells in the early hours of a Sunday. An acrid, bleach under toned shit and piss stench attacked your nostrils; your nose wrinkling.
The swing of a staunch wooden set of doors alerted you to action. As the doors slammed open you could hear a raucous cacophony of voices, accompanied by what sounded like a brawl. Glass clinked and shattered simultaneously, chairs emulating that of nails on chalkboards; screeching across the floor. Without hesitation, you backed into an alley, shrouding yourself in darkness, watching with baited breath. At least you had a reason to stop and rest, no matter what caused it.
''I'll get it to you, man..'' You heard a guy slur, flicking his hand dismissively as he stumbled back. Following after him was two undescriptive figures. Seemingly unbothered by the blonds demands, the drunkard began to walk away, to which you caught a glimpse of the other two. One was rather scruffy looking, blonde hair tousled and unkept, his beard scraggly and uneven. The other was young.. too young. He looked just 17, his frame thin and lanky. He was wringing his hands together, a few steps behind the stockier man. ''Relax. You guys ask too much..''
''We ask too much?'' The other responded incredulously. He too was swaying, but seemed to be powered by something other than alcohol. The anger was taking over. Under the dim lighting, you could just make out his hand curling around something under his jacket, and your breath hitched in your throat, unable to avert your gaze. ''You're the one that owes us money, you junkie.' He spat, teeth bared. ''You've taken the fucking piss with it.''
''Can't we just let him go?'' The smaller figure interjected, voice wavering. You could tell, even from so far away, that he didn't want to be here. You knew the feeling. He seemed nervous, squirming and switching pressure between feet, antsy. ''We could always get him tomorrow, y'know?' This is looking a bit too Godfather for me..''
''Shut up, Parker.'' Hissed the man, voice poison. ''You've never seen that movie.'' You watched as he shot this 'Parker' a sour look, then grabbed the drunk man's shirt collar, whispered something to him, and then threw him to the floor. The man, looking as if he had the fear of God struck into him, scrambled to get up from all fours.
''F-Fuck you man.. you're sick..'' He stuttered, stumbling a little as he retreated. His features were contorted, you thought, whether that be by the swathe of bone chilling fear that had washed over his body, or by the harsh light that illuminated his picasso-esque features.
''Oh I'm sick?'' The scruffy blonde spoke. 'You sold everything you had to fund your disgusting drug habit.' He stepped forward with every sentence. 'Your car.' Step. 'Your house.' Another Step. 'Your family.'
Stung by his words, the unnamed addict turned, a wizened finger stretching out. A chewed stump of a nail pointing out at him. ''Aren't you the one who lost yours? Got left by your own wife?''
You watched as the other unearthed his hand from beneath his jacket without another word, and you saw the distinct shape of a Glock. His thumb grazed the back of it, flicking down and cocking the gun. ''Keep my families' name out of your fucking mouth.'' Gasping softly, you hid yourself behind the wall a little more, biting your tongue to ensure silence.
What the fuck had you just gotten yourself into?
Bang.
You heard a strangled cry, and the sound of a body hitting the floor with a grotesque, dry crunch. You squeezed your eyes shut, swallowing back the acidic vomit that rose in your throat.
Immediately, the man was gone. A Life snuffed out in seconds. You couldn't stop thinking about it.
''Get inside, kid.'' The blonde man spoke numbly a few seconds after, throwing his thumb behind him and toward the door. He shoved his choice of murder weapon back into his coat, eyes scanning the now quiet street with furrowed brows. You weren't sure what had happened, but you heard a quieting footfall and breathed a sigh of relief. You turned on your heel, looking into the darkness of the alley. It was either that you walked past a dead body on your way out- something you had seen before but would rather not see again- or walked unknowingly into the alley, not knowing where, or if, it would lead. Thank God, at least, there was some kind of cover in this place, no matter how it reeked. Heart pounding in your chest, you breathed shallowly, sinking down into a squat as the last echoes of the gunshot rang out loud and true.
Your racing thoughts were stopped abruptly by a rough hand grabbing onto your arm, spinning you around.
It was him. The blonde man from before. He reeked of alcohol, and a light smattering of blood coated his face and hair.
''Well.. Hey there sweetheart. I think you and I need to have a little chat.''
#marvel#bucky barnes#bucky x reader#bucky fic#bucky x you#bucky x y/n#bucky x f!reader#john walker#us agent#thunderbolts*#thunderbolts#my fic#marvel fic#marvel fanfiction#bucky imagine#the winter soldier#winter soldier x reader
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Sanders Sides theory (rant). I know im mainly a mh acc here but I have thoughts i need to get out there
(just fyi this theory is Roman centric, I know most TSS people nowadays are talking ab Orange and Logan so if Roman's not interesting then continue on 🔥🔥)
(Also slight TW, talking ab the sides "ducking out" and depression themes, so yeah👍👍)
Okay so. I was scrolling through Sanders Sides theories and found that no one seems to have this theory, even though I thought the Roman angst enjoyers like me would be writing this all over the place but. Ig that means I need to talk about it.
I've had this theory for years now, since the day I first watched SVS Redux.
I think Roman is going to duck out.
I dont know if I have to explain why but. I mean, just looking at the explosive end SVS Redux had will tell you a lot.
He doesn't belive Patton when he tells him they love him. He thinks Thomas has lost all faith in him in favor of the person Roman views as the epitome of evil. He's been switching views left and right to stay on Patton's side (because Thomas prides himself on his morals), but he always ends up doing something wrong - he always ends up as an antagonist. He no longer believes that he is the one thing that being has kept him stable since "Am I Original?" - Thomas' hero. The only side he has a stable and positive relationship with is VIRGIL of all people. And tbh that could quickly be ruined too. Logan is second, though, but that's EXTREMELY fragile, as we've seen.
Roman always does something wrong and it will and has sent him over the edge. From Roman's perspective, with a very flawed view of everyone around him, he is inherently the thing that flaws Thomas.
+ Roman is really dramatic obviously, so ofc he would do this.
When you look at Virgil's reasonings for ducking out, it seems plausible after everything Roman has gone through recently, too. I mean like:

"I quit. Decided it wasn't worth it anymore"
Why would Roman keep fighting a battle he knows he will never win?

"Well, It didn’t seemed like I was wanted. You all made that pretty clear any time I showed up."
Again, from Roman's perspective, he is constantly and consistently antagonized.


"If I wanted to stand around being insulted, I would've shown up I would've shown up in person like I usually do."
[same thing]

"I actually think you were right to not want me around."
Roman fears that he is becoming the villain (as we see in SVS, SVS Redux and DWIT).
(In fact, Roman has already said something quite similar to that last one in sentiment.
In SVS Redux, Roman says this, which is pretty funny because of the dramatics and the stupidity, and does get shot down quickly, but I am begging you to listen to him.
"The blame falls to me. If you're missing that do-gooder drive... I think It's because I'm in the driver seat... And I'm an awful driver... Perhaps... Perhaps I should let Patton take the wheel.")
(2nd sidenote to the Virgil quotes, can we talk ab Thomas' acting again I just love how tired Virgil is in AA. He's so. Troubled. I love him.)
WAIT ALSO I FORGOT TO ADD THIS UNTIL I WAS AB TO POST IT-

"I've always aimed to protect you,"
THIS!! First of all his face makes me so sad BUT SECOND OF ALL yeah. Roman core idk what else to say, you get it right.
"I thought I was your hero."
So yeah.
Anyway, I think the episode where Roman does this will be centered around depression. Without Roman, Thomas is depressed. Let me explain this further.
Roman is Thomas' creativity, imagination, ego, passion, love, wills and wants, hopes and dreams, aspirations and enthusiasm.
Without any of that, what is left? A guy who can't even will himself out of bed, but can still feel the nagging voice of reason and logic telling him how unreasonable he's being. A guy who cant will himself to talk to friends, family and loved ones, but can still feel sorrow for letting them down and worrying them. A guy who can't will himself to pursue creative content that he relies on for a living but can still feel anxious about letting millions of people down and never being able to create again. A guy who cant even make food for himself or brush his teeth, but still knows he NEEDS to take care of himself. A guy whose only creativity is activly trying to disturb and scare him.
So yeah thats really awesome idk.
Furthermore, I think the sides might be SEVERELY impacted.
It has been said many times over the series that the sides are purely figments of Thomas' IMAGINATION. so. Without Roman, I doubt anything would be left. Obviously, if Roman does duck out, I don’t think they'd all immediately just cease to exist because an episode still needs to occur, but I find it likely that they'd all start slowly fading or maybe even "malfunctioning", glitching, putting them on a timer to get back Roman and making it far more tense.
Is this theory weird?????? I feel like it's the natural progression TO ME but I've seen no one even getting near this and im just confused ghfhfhfh. Maybe it is kind of weird and im just too much of a Roman enthusiast. SORRY I LOVE ANNOYING WEIRDO FREAKS!!!! AND IF I WAS HIM ID DUCK OUT TOO BECAUSE NO ONE IS APPRECIATING HIM ☹️☹️☹️ EVEN THOUGH HE'S LITERALLY WHAT MAKES THOMAS DO THINGS. 🙄🙄🙄🙄
Anyway.
I also think it fits really well because of Prinxiety's parallels, such as:
(using the ship name just as a duo name because that's what I usually do I am not trying to push the prinxiety agenda although I am a fan of it ghfyfgfh)


"Thanks everyone... Well, almost everyone."
And

"I mean, it's cool to see you all trying to be helpful. Well most if you, but-"
The only difference in these two is obviously that Virgil just silently ducks out, while Roman has the entire "You make us better" speech, probably effectivly saving Virgil and Thomas, because it seems like Virgil was going to insist.
(Also another sidenote that I think everyone will agree with: WE NEED A "YOU MAKE US BETTER" SPEECH BY VIRGIL FOR ROMAN that is all)
Also. Who can forget.
Virgil saying that he tried to "duck out" and then

"That's a thing you can do?"
😐
Do you understand what I'm saying. Do you. Huh.
Okay anyway.
Idk how to end this I feel like theres still more I wanna say but i forgot. In conclusion: prin up that xiety. Reminder that FWSA was real and not a fever dream. I lied this is actually prinxiety propaganda.
But Hey That's Just A Theory. A really quite depressing and sad theory. Thanks for tumbling down a hill with me 🫶
#Sanders Sides#TSS#roman sanders#roman sanders angst#sanders sides theory#TSS theory#Prinxiety#Because i feel like you guys might appreciate this and I love you#Erm yeah this one's been cooking in my brain since the year 2020#I feel as though it just makes sense????#But im also pretty sure that I sound completely incoherent to anyone else pfyfyfhfh#MAYBE I AM BLINDED BY ROMAN ANGST ENJOYMENT!!! SO WHAT!!!! HES MY ORIGINAL BLORBO#Also fun fact about me: when I was around 10-11 I wrote a list of ways to emotionally and pshychologically torture Roman#One of the point just said “he gets hit by a car”#So#Uh#That's something!!#I am so mentally stable#Always have been
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i don’t think you notice (what you did to me) redux [b.h]
three. | start your engines
Billy Hargrove ✘ Win Lewis (OC)
✗ w.c. 2.3k words ✗ warning(s). canon x oc pairing, f!oc, suggestive themes, smoking, illegal car racing ✗ a/n. Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated 💚✨
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Win wasn’t surprised that come Monday morning, Vicki was giving her the silent treatment, turning her nose up at her every time their paths crossed, but it wasn’t until third period gym that she found out why.
Coach Walsh was in the midst of splitting the boys up for a game of five on five, shirts versus skins, while the girls sat on the sidelines to watch, which Win was more than happy to. When Billy was assigned skins, he wasted no time pulling his gym shirt over his head and tossing it aside while shaking out his hair. When he caught Win watching, he winked, flashing a cheeky grin her way. Rolling her eyes, she quickly looked away, only to notice the other girls sitting with their heads together, whispering amongst themselves.
“Tommy said he saw them leave the bathroom together, half undressed, after being in there a while,” Carol said, cutting off when she noticed Win listening.
“Win?” Tina cried, looking betrayed. “You hooked up with Billy at my party and you didn’t even tell me?”
“What?” Win demanded, her eyes narrowing as they fixed on Carol, who shrugged, the ghost of a pleased smirk on her lips.
“That’s what Tommy told me. He saw you guys go into the bathroom together,” she said, the look on her face just daring Win to deny it.
“Well Tommy’s fucking wrong,” Win snapped. “Nancy-fucking-Wheeler spilled punch on me, so I went to the bathroom to clean up and Billy followed me,” she explained.
Carol snorted. “Yeah, and when you came back out you were only wearing your bra,” she pointed out, smacking her gum.
“Because my shirt was soaked!” Win countered, growing more aggravated by the second.
“So, if you didn’t fuck, what were you doing?” Vicki asked.
“We talked. That’s it.”
“Uh huh, sure,” Vicki scoffed. “You know, Billy’s not denying it.”
“Of course he’s not,” Win grumbled under her breath, looking back out at the court just as Billy knocked Steve to the ground and stole the ball, throwing a trick shot under his leg.
“Steve! I need to talk to you.”
Nancy Wheeler’s sharp voice cut through the air, followed by Mr. Walsh’s shrill whistle.
“Go on, Harrington, but make it quick,” he warned, jerking his head toward where Nancy stood by the door, her arms crossed over her chest.
Though curiosity tugged at her, Win took advantage of the brief timeout to hurry down the bleachers and grab Billy by the arm, dragging him toward the hall.
“Hey Win,” he chuckled, amusement sparkling in his ocean blue eyes as he let himself be led.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” she hissed once they were alone.
“You mean, other than dominating on the court?” he asked, his lips curling smugly. “Did you see that shot I just made?”
“Billy,” Win warned, planting her hands on her hips. “Why does everyone think we slept together?”
“Oh that,” he mused, frowning as he shrugged. “I didn’t say anything.”
Win growled, taking a step closer. “That’s exactly my point, you’re not denying it!”
“Yeah, and–?” Billy asked, blinking at her as he tilted his head infuriatingly.
“Tell them it didn’t happen,” Win ground out, jabbing her finger into his sweat slicked chest.
For a moment he didn’t respond, chewing his lip as if deliberating. “I don’t think I will,” he finally said, wearing a grimace as if he actually felt bad about it.
Taken aback by his alacrity, Win merely gaped at him, unable to formulate a scathing enough response.
“I figure it’ll be true sooner or later, so why deny it?” he explained, smugness radiating off him in waves.
“You–you absolute creep!” Win exploded, fury running through her veins. “Do you actually think I’m gunna want to sleep with you after this?”
Billy’s husky chuckle brought her up short. “Has anyone ever told you how cute you are when you’re angry?” he asked, amused by her indignant expression.
All Win could get out was a furious “You–!” before Mr. Walsh interrupted.
“Hargrove, Lewis, quit flirting and get back in here, we have a game to play.”
“We’re not–” Win began, ready to argue when Billy cut her off.
“C’mon Win, you heard the man,” he said, flashing a grin. Appeased, Walsh nodded brusquely before turning and heading back inside, not waiting to see if they were following or not.
Stepping past her, Billy paused, leaning in closer. “For someone who can dish it out, you sure can’t take it, can you?”
For a moment, Win merely stood there, rooted in place, seething with incredulous disbelief, her pulse thundering in her ears, hating the effect he had on her. “I’m gunna kill him,” she muttered under her breath once she finally followed, setting her jaw and sitting as far away from the other girls as she could.
If looks could kill, Billy Hargrove would have been dead long before the end of gym class.
By the time lunch rolled around, Win was still stewing, barely paying attention as Heather and Tammy Thompson joined her at her table, far away from where Tina, Carol, and Vicki sat.
“Did you hear about Nancy and Steve?” Heather asked, opening her milk carton and her question roused Win from her thoughts.
“She seemed pretty pissed this morning. Wonder what that was about,” Win mused, moving her peas around her tray with her fork, and Tammy leaned in conspiratorially.
“Apparently they broke up at Tina’s party.”
“Poor Steve,” Heather murmured, shaking her head solemnly.
“Yeah…” Win agreed halfheartedly, feeling eyes on her. When she lifted her head, she wasn’t surprised to see Tina and Vicki staring at her from across the room and she rolled her eyes. “I kinda have bigger fish to fry right now though,” she muttered.
Heather glanced over her shoulder, following Win’s eyeline to the other girls, now huddled together whispering about something, no doubt Win. “There are worse rumors they could be spreading,” she pointed out, her lips quirking into a small smirk. “They’re just jealous. And who can blame them?”
“I guess…” Win groaned, piercing her meatloaf with more force than necessary. “He’s just so smug, it makes me wanna knock him down a few pegs.”
“Well, it’s not like you can make him admit the truth,” Tammy said. “Talk’ll die down eventually and people will move on to new gossip.”
“Wait. That’s it!” Win exclaimed, oblivious to the other two girls’ confusion at her sudden outburst.
“What’s it? What’re you talking about– Win? Where’re you going?” Heather cried as Win scraped back her chair and jumped to her feet, already heading for the door.
“To issue a challenge that even Billy Hargrove won’t be able to pass up!” Win called, not looking back, making her way to the bleachers, having a feeling he might be there.
Sure enough, Billy was leaning against the railing, cigarette between his lips, and Win wondered for a moment if he’d merely stolen her favourite spot or if he’d been waiting for her, the thought making her stomach flip traitorously.
“Hargrove,” she called.
Billy pulled his cigarette from his lips as he turned to her, lazily blowing out the stream of smoke as his gaze traveled over her.
“Well, well, well, wondered if you were gunna show up,” he drawled. “Couldn’t stay away, could you?” he taunted.
“Actually, I’ve come to issue a challenge,” Win said, raising her chin defiantly, her eyes flashing.
“Oh yeah, what sort of challenge?” Billy asked, his brows raising as he wet his lips.
“A race. Your Camaro versus my Chevelle.”
Billy’s grin grew, no doubt thinking he’d have it in the bag. After all, as far as he knew, Win wasn’t supposed to be driving her daddy’s car, so how good could she actually be?
“What’re we playing for?” he asked, flicking his cigarette away and moving closer.
“If I win, you have to tell everyone we didn’t sleep together.”
Billy considered for a moment. “Alright,” he finally drawled. “What do I get if I win?”
Win shrugged. “What do you want?”
A smug grin spread across Billy’s face at her question. “A date,” he answered simply.
“A date?” Win asked, her brows pinching in confusion.
“Yeah, Princess, a date,” he repeated.
Win shrugged. “Alright, fine, whatever you want.”
“So when and where is this little race taking place?” Billy asked, inspecting his fingernails, as if he couldn’t really care less. “Four p.m., Quarry Road,” Win answered. “That good for you?”
“Sure thing. See you there, Princess,” he drawled, grinning confidently.
“Don’t be late,” Win warned, turning her back on him to head back to the lunch room.
When Win arrived at the Quarry Road, she was surprised to find that word had spread and a small group of their classmates had already gathered to watch the race. Sneaking the car out a second time hadn’t been too difficult with her father at work, and for once she was glad for his long hours.
The more spectators there are, the more witnesses there’ll be when I win, she thought as she got out of the car to face Billy, who was already waiting, leaning against the hood of his Camaro, his arms crossed over his chest.
“Shall we go over the rules?” Win asked, holding his gaze as she approached.
“Yeah, whatever,” Billy scoffed, pushing off the car to meet her, towering over her.
“The length of the race will be a quarter mile and the first to cross the finish line wins. Sound good?” she asked.
“Yeah, let’s do this,” Billy said, holding out his hand for her to shake.
Win looked at it for a moment before taking it. Billy’s hand tightened around hers and he leaned in to whisper in her ear.
“Better start thinking where you want me to take you out on our date,” he drawled, wearing a cocky grin.
“Why do I get the feeling you’re expecting something more?” Win replied wryly.
“Depends on how good the date goes, right?” Billy chuckled.
“Don’t count your chickens before they’ve hatched, Hargrove.”
Win pulled her hand free and climbed behind the wheel, the Chevelle rumbling loudly to life as she turned the key in the ignition, the vibrations seeping into her. Billy’s engine roared obnoxiously in response and several of the guys on the sidelines cheered.
Carol took up position in the middle of the road by the designated starting line and Billy cranked his radio up, his hands drumming on the steering wheel as the music blared.
“Ready?” Carol called, lifting her arms above her head. Win revved her engine in response, her hands flexing on the wheel.
“Three, two, one–!” Carol cried. On ‘one’, she dropped her arms and let out a shriek as both cars tore past her, their tires squealing loudly.
Billy’s Camaro pulled ahead and Win could hear him crow over the roar of the wind and the radio. Unbothered, she pressed the gas pedal down, watching the speed climb as she switched gears smoothly, finally opening up the throttle fully. She crested a hundred as she caught up to him–knowing he was about to top out in speed. Turning to flash him a smirk, she floored it, passing one twenty as she hurtled past him, leaving him in the dust, the wind whipping her hair.
The look on his face as she passed him was gold–his incredulous expression darkening as she crossed the finish line ahead of him. There was no contest, it was more than obvious who the winner was.
Win’s Chevelle skidded to a stop several yards away and she climbed out just as Billy parked next to her–the others running over to join them.
“Win! Win, you did it! You won!” Heather cried, nearly knocking her over in her excitement. “That was so rad!”
“Thanks,” Win laughed, peering through the crowd, searching for Billy’s face.
When he noticed her looking his way, he scowled, shrugging Tommy’s hand from his shoulder before striding toward her purposefully. However, as he stopped in front of her, he wet his lips and turned his eyes on her car. Opening the hood, he took one look at her engine and let out a wry laugh at the sight, shaking his head.
“Well, colour me impressed,” he drawled, shutting the hood. “Even if you are a sneaky little thing.”
“That’s on you for underestimating me,” Win countered, crossing her arms over her chest and raising her chin defiantly to hide the tremor of adrenaline still coursing through her and vibrating outward.
“No, no, I can admit when I’ve been beat, especially when you looked so good doing it,” he added before shrugging. “It’s just a shame we won’t get that date. That is, unless you’d like to reconsider?” he murmured, watching her expectantly.
“In your dreams, Hargrove,” Win replied, a grin playing at her lips. “Now I believe you have something to tell them,” she said, nodding toward their classmates clustered nearby.
“Yeah, yeah,” Billy muttered, turning to them and whistling loudly to get their attention. “LISTEN UP!” he bellowed, cupping his hands around his mouth to amplify his deep voice. “Let’s get the record straight! Me and Lewis here, haven’t fucked–”
He turned to look at her, a shit-eating grin spreading across his face.
“ – YET!”
Billy’s announcement sent a ripple through the crowd, while some didn’t seem to believe him, others let out relieved sighs at the news. Win, however, turned away from them, unsure how it made her feel.
“That what you wanted?” Billy asked, appearing behind her, looming over her shoulder.
“For your information, it is,” she countered, spinning around to regard him.
Or at least, close enough.
Billy shrugged, reaching for a smoke. “This isn’t over yet,” he said, giving her a pointed look as he lit his cigarette.
“If you say so,” Win replied coolly, opening her car door. “See you at school.”Billy nodded, blue eyes darkening in thought as she pulled away. She’d definitely won that round, but Billy wasn’t about to give up yet–he merely needed to change tactics.
Bear with me a moment while I talk a little bit about the car Win’s Chevelle is based on because I like to nerd out about this at any opportunity I get:
This particular ‘69 Cevelle COPO was originally owned by my dad when he was young. Now what made COPO's (an acronym for Central Office Production Order) stand out from the other cars of the time was its 425hp L72 V-8 engine. This was one of the most powerful engines put into a car on the regular market, because they were specifically built with special hardware right off the assembly line rather than have them modified by a third party, but they weren't well known because in outward appearance they looked like regular Chevelle SS's and they weren't advertised in dealer brochures.
In 1969, only 323 COPO Chevelles were produced. Of those 323, only 3 were the tuxedo black and red pinstripe finish. And of those 3, only 1 was the four speed manual transmission shown above. This is literally a one of a kind car and it was a part of my family’s history.
The last I had heard of this car, it went to auction and was sold for over $300k several years ago. I will forever weep that for whatever reason, my dad let it leave his possession (I believe he literally just gave it to one of my uncles who sold it), so I decided to give it to Win in my heart.
✗ taglist. @super-unpredictable98 @sailorskunk @heartbreak-sandwich @princess-marida
#billy hargrove#billy hargrove x oc#billy hargrove x fem!oc#billy hargrove fanfiction#oc: win lewis#otp: lewgrove#stranger things#joz.fic#fic: i don't think you notice
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The Scully Family In-Depth (Part XIX): Eyes Averted, and Final Decisions
Thus far we've discussed the effect Scully's diagnosis has had on herself, her mother, and her brother. Yet, it's not until this scene in Redux II that we hear the Scully family bouncing off of each other in a crisis: what behavior they expect from one another, and what boundaries they do and don't push. It's an interesting portrait of resurfaced dynamics and shared familial traits.
More importantly, it sets up blink-and-you'll-miss-it explorations of their differing perspectives on Scully's odds of survival.
THE FIGHT
The scene opens on Bill’s building anger (“This is crazy, just crazy”) and Mulder’s somber, challenging response (“Well, crazy in what sense-- in that it might save your sister’s life?”)
The camera quickly cuts to Scully’s expression during their exchange. She closes her eyes in a controlled shudder at Mulder’s blatant acknowledgement of her illness, opening them only when she has regained mastery over her rocked emotions.
Bill is flabbergasted but contains his fury.
His control is very telling. In Gethsemane, he pushed and prodded his sister's motives-- why didn't you tell me? do you know what our mother's been through? "loyal to who, to this guy Mulder?"-- but never yelled. When he first met his sister's partner, he shook his hand and glowered but didn't tear him up (as he will later this episode.) And here, he's listened to Mulder's farfetched explanation of farfetched chips and cures but still refrains. Bill seems to have put himself under an injunction (be it his own resolve or Maggie's warning) not to provoke or punish; but that resolve requires restraint. As we see here, Mulder pushes his buttons and effortlessly dissolves that restraint in under two minutes.
“You’re not a doctor. You have no place even suggesting this… science fiction.”
Maggie and Scully bend their heads, their body language stiff and conflict-avoidant but not shocked or surprised. To them, a Navy man laying down the law is not a new phenomenon.
“It’s not science fiction,” Mulder insists, immovably calm.
This interaction is solidifying what Bill perceives to be Mulder’s character: insistent, thoughtless action followed by blatant denial of reality. For the first time, we hear Bill Scully holler.
“He’s never heard of it!”
Scully writhes in discomfort-- not wanting to be caught in the middle of her brother’s anger and Mulder’s last, pleading attempt-- and her mother catches it. Shaking off her role of quiet military wife immediately, she softly latches onto her son's arm and orders, "Bill."
Her son immediately complies, respectfully sighing out the bite in his voice. Turning to the doctor, he questions, “Have you?”
“No, I haven’t.”
Maggie takes the lead here, stepping in before Mulder or Bill can steer the conversation back to confrontation. “I think there’s an obvious… difference of opinion here,” she puts delicately, carefully laying down her unspoken expectations of both men.
Mulder nods, easily acquiescing; then turns to Scully when she quickly speaks up.
SCULLY'S DECISION IS HER OWN
Even on her deathbed, Dana Scully commands the respect to speak and to be heard. “I think… that everybody here has their heart in the right place.”
She spares a split-second smile towards her mother, affection and love pouring from her worn, red eyes.
Maggie's expression is not soft or warm: it's one of steely distrust. She is letting Dana advocate for herself but knows, already knows, she will disagree with the final decision.
It’s not a stretch to come to this conclusion, either: her daughter left medicine for the FBI, creating a rift in the family; her daughter signed a living will privately, leaving Maggie to grapple with the task of following it through without notice; her daughter was somewhere else in the wild when Melissa was shot and died in her place; and her daughter didn’t want to tell her about the cancer diagnosis at first, then swore her to secrecy after. She may respect that Dana has the right to make decisions for her own life, but she doesn’t trust her-- each choice Scully has made unintentionally wounded Maggie.
And since her husband’s death, Maggie seems less and less willing to “shove off” without question.
Bill, meanwhile, waits patiently for his sister to continue. However, when Scully insists, with strength in her voice, “But I need it to be my decision”, he shakes his head, attempting to break in with a gentle, “Dana--”
Here we see a Scully family tic. He looks down and away when something personally affects him. Here, when his sister considers putting "pseudoscience" in her neck; later, when he cracks himself open to weigh Mulder's motives in the hallway.
“I know you’re only looking out for me, Bill,” Scully begins, watching her brother's face fall, "but I don’t think you have all the facts.”
Her unbeatable spirit shines through-- faith in her facts and a little pride in herself. Assured, and believing she will pull through.
Mulder looks from her to Bill; and Bill, knowing he can’t budge his sister, looks down before laying the blame fully at Mulder’s feet.
It’s an important moment for his character: Memento Mori Bill would have blamed Scully for their father’s dashed pride and Melissa’s death. Instead, this Bill blames only Mulder for his family’s destruction. And even then, as much as he despises her partner, this Bill will still give him a opportunity to explain himself.
Seizing one last chance to countermand his sister's inclination, Bill looks to his mother, hoping she will talk her daughter out of it. Mulder catches this and swings his attention to Maggie's face, too.
“Don’t you think you should listen to your doctor?” she asks, diplomatically; tense, strained, and hoping Dana won't pursue the wrong path at the last hour.
“Yes,” Scully insists, taking a gulp of air for her weak voice, “I am.”
Mulder immediately reads between the lines, brokering her concerns to her doctor. “Will she have to stop her conventional treatment?”
An important incident occurs: Scully panics, terrified at the thought she will have to stop her treatment plan. Because, deep down, Scully doesn’t believe she will die: her treatment-- her science-- will save her; and if it fails, then Mulder’s magic tricks will cure her.
We know this to be the case because of her reaction to Bill’s incredulous, “You think you can cure yourself” in Gethsemane (post here); we know this because of her fright now that she will, perhaps, be disconnected from the medical safety net; we know this because she hasn’t, yet, accepted that death is imminent (and won't until Mulder’s chip “fails” and she falls apart in front of her mother.)
Scully desperately locks onto her doctor as he soberly explains, “To be honest, at this point, the only approach I have left with her particular cancer is… quite unconventional.”
Scully’s science has failed her; and she is crestfallen.
However-- as in everything that is too terrible to face immediately-- Scully brushes her desperation aside, shoring up courage by closing her eyes and clutching the chip tighter.
“I’d like to try this,” she determines, resolved.
The camera shoots back to Maggie, caught between shades of disappointment, frustration, and resignation; and she turns to the wall to hide her turbulent emotions from her daughter.
Maggie, like Dana, does not believe her daughter is marked for death-- she still wants her to fight, to take treatment, to turn to God and pray with Father McCue and trust to miracles. It’s a faith not unlike Mulder’s: they both believe, though she prefers to pray down the miracles and he to catch them in his hands.
Resigned, Bill resentfully snaps up his head to glare meaningfully at Mulder. Mulder, spotting the searing animosity from across the room, keeps his head turned, uncomfortably avoiding eye contact.
Bill, unlike his sister and mother, does not believe Scully will be cured-- the cancer is in her bloodstream, and all the family can hope for is a peaceful death. Hence, he buries the hurt and frustration her reticence caused, tries to steer the work away from her room, and intends to lay off of Mulder for Dana's sake. He is showing his love by guarding her last days-- not unlike Melissa’s bedside manner (posts here and here): both prepared themselves for their sister's death by looking out for her best interest (and by confronting Mulder mercilessly.) The difference between he and his first sister is that Melissa believed in the impossible, and Bill only in the probable.
And that's the reason he and Scully and Mulder butt heads: he's looking out for his little sister, but he doesn't have all the facts.
Scully, emotionally overwhelmed, takes a page from her mother and brother’s book by avoiding everyone’s eyes.
CONCLUSION
Maggie bears the scars of her daughter's decisions, calling in Bill to lean on his strength (while also keeping him wisely in-check.)
Bill has revealed that he prefers the status quo. Trusting that her doctor has done his best, he views Mulder's last-minute, untested, shaky-at-best cure to be a reprehensibly irresponsible suggestion. Without saying it out loud, he has resigned Scully to her fate-- and Mulder, brilliant man that he is, has noticed and resents it, picking at Bill's disbelief in small pokes or digs.
Mulder has doubled down on the untested and (seemingly) unscientific chip he picked up from the DOD as the cure-all for brain cancer. He’s already argued-- and won-- for it to be tried, handing out hope to the sick and dying. Bill, stubborn and distrustful, sees this trial as a moral failure; and hates his guts for it.
Thanks for reading~
Enjoy!
#txf#meta#The Scully Family In-Depth#Part XIX#Eyes Averted and Final Decisions#In-Depth#S5#Redux II#mine#Mulder#Bill Scully Jr.#Maggie Scully#Scully#xf meta#xfiles#x-files#the x files
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Hi Rosie how are you doing? Sending best wishes to you!
Are you now in involontary planning stage? If so what is your itinerary for the near future? Are you going to work on the main fic first? Or xaden pov? Or maybe our favorite son and his unexpected (b)romance? I have to say I'm firmly in bodoc camp most of the time but I'm not mad about this at all, Ivan deserves himself a soft boy (but Bodhi deserves softness too, I love him so much). I'm still hoping that redux spin off fic will see the light of day too. Or maybe another side story for our fave boy trio (+Imogen)? What are you chomping at the bit for for the most part?
Also are you re-reading IF now due to the lack of things to do at work (working doesn't count who needs that)? If so please share your reactions or updated theories or just random thoughts, I'm genuinely curious about your brain (in a non-creepy way istg)
Hello! Thank you 💜 I’m doing okay, finding things to keep me from going too stir crazy (at least until the heat wave ends). I was re-reading IF but I read like a posture gremlin so it wasn’t great hahaha now I’m getting very invested in my partner’s play-through of “clair obscur: expedition 33” and we started schitt’s creek for the first time!
Definitely in planning stages! Putting this under a read more, but view below for the spyverse road map that exists only in my brain!
The next 2 chapters for main fic are drafted (62-63) + I have select scenes written up to chapter 65 but they’re not connected to a chapter yet. Hoping I’ll make some progress and 62 will be up this weekend but it depends on how far I can get into finalizing those Reunification Day chapters.
I have several things in the pipeline for Xaden POV, most finished being his POV of the General encounter and those lost ~8 hours or whatever that Violet was on the run. Besides that, I really want to cover the dagger run and outpost drama, and a few side one-shots not attached to main fic chapters (like his meeting with cat). I know the General one is next, because I’m trying to keep it chronological, but it might take a while. I want to go through and make some continuity changes to Xaden POV in general because it’s the messiest of all the spyverse fics and I want to cut and add a few things in addition to a general typo read. It’s holding me back a bit mentally but I haven’t given up on fleshing out his side of things!
Besides that, I have a few Ivan chapters partially or almost entirely written, so chapter 3/7 will be up this weekend most likely. It features his Threshing 🥺 Big apologies to Bodoc lovers! I just have never read them a ton! Mostly because I had not moved very far away from Riorgail in my Empyrean fic journey before I opened the blank word doc.
Redux spin off is still happening! It’s like 3k rn but it’ll be a beast of a one-shot when it’s finished. I will not be posting this one until after part i is completed. It currently has some spoilers… if I don’t reveal a few things by the end of part i like I’m anticipating, I will have to make some… redactions.
The other side story I have planned is the Imogen/Violet girl’s night! It’s mentioned/alluded to in the main fic currently, but I’m writing it in Imogen POV and releasing it separately… both so it doesn’t slow down main fic + because I wrote part of it in her POV and it made me cackle so I’m committed now (in the future)
Tentative things I’m working on in a vague way or have planned in my head to post before the end of part i if inspiration strikes: an update to the letter series for the second half of the year, Tairn POV, something for Liam set after chapter 61, and a Bodhi and Violet solo adventure.
No other ideas besides those right now but that’ll probably change! If I had to predict the next few updates, it’d be: ivan chapter 3 > main fic 62 > new xaden POV
[chomping most at the bit for a scene that I think will be in chapter 64 but I’ve written 4k of in the last few weeks almost entirely with my left hand… oooooooooo I think it’ll be a fan favorite]
#life of spies#fic asks#spyverse update#spyverse updates#my insane wip list#DOESN’T EVEN COUNT MY GIFTFIC I’M WORKING ON#which will be up in July/August
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Hey! Your bl recs are great! Do you have any in which the couple is already together from the beginning? Sort of like Don't Say No in which they start dating in the first ep already. (It can be gls and qls of any sort you find good)
Sure thing, you want a BL without a meat cute? Or meat cute only as a flash back? There are more sides that do this than mains (like in Wandee Goodday right now) but I will give it a shot:
BLs Where the Main Couple is ALREADY in a ROMANTIC Relationship
(you didn't specify these had to be good shows)
My Personal Weatherman
Just Friends?
HIStory Obsessed
Dark Blue Kiss (technically these 2 started as sides exactly like LeoFiat)
Cutie Pie
Naughty Babe
Papa and Daddy
Don't Say No
Ai no Kotodama (2008)
What Did You Eat Yesterday?
My Monster in Law (non ending)
Peach of Time (sad)
Confidential Coffee Break
Close Friend 2
Two Weddings and a Funeral
Bad Romance
Tien Bromance EXTRA (some of them)
Jack O'Frost
Love Place: Shiawase no Katachi (AKA Shape of Happiness 2)
Second Seasons that I argue by your metrics might qualify
Look Don't Say No is kinda a second season, after all we did see their relationship start as a side couple so...
We Best Love: Fighting Mr. 2nd
SOTUS S
Still 2gether
Any of the Our Skyy
My Beautiful Man 2
To My Star 2: Our Untold Stories
Make it Right 2
Summerdaze Christmas Together
Takumi-kun 2: Rainbow Colored Glass
Irresistible Love 2 AKA Uncontrolled Love
Gen Y 2
Magic of Zero: Zero Supporter
Papa and Daddy 2
Minato's Laundromat Season 2
Like Live 2
Ossan's Love redux-multitudes
I think there are a few Vietnamese ones that should be here too.
I'm not really wild about second seasons myself.
I dithered a lot:
My Only 12% - look one half basically assumed they were dating all along
Absolute Zero - it's very timey wimey
Two Worlds - same but different
SCI Mystery - they married, everyone except China knows this
I left out anything that edged into reunion romance like Tokyo in April is or too much more Friends to Lovers like Living With Him.
I stopped at things I'd rated lower that a 5 partly because I can't remember those ones intentionally and this isn't a trope I track so my memory is involved with this process.
#asked and answered#bls where the main couple is already in a romantic relationship#it's an odd one but I did my best#thia bl#japanese bl#some very old pulls here#don't say no the series
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Character post with Roman, Logan, and Janus? :3
hi dazey :)
Roman:
favorite thing about them
- he was somehow able to create a whole room in the mindscape, complete with custom corners for the other sides, in a manner of seconds. as someone who struggles to hold the image of an apple, that’s impressive lmao
least favorite thing about them
- I wish he’d talk to the others abt the wedding his feelings :(
favorite line
- “How could I choose between any of my darling babies?!?” <- stuck in my head repeatedly lmao
brOTP
- Him and Virge are besties :)
OTP
- Ok, hear me out: Roman x Nico x Thomas
nOTP
eh, I don’t rlly ship him with anyone tbh - so most Roman ships take a bit for me to get used too.
random headcanon
- you can gauge how good of a day Roman’s having based on what he sings in the shower. (he was silent for a week after the wedding. Virge passed by on day three, and though he swears he heard a sniffle, he told no-one.)
unpopular opinion
- …most fics with prinxiety are annoyingly ooc. (Switched is fine tho - still infuriating, but that’s directed at the goobers lol)
song i associate with them
Dance Floor by LeGrand
favorite picture of them
- his skirt look is neat!
Logan:
favorite thing about them
- he’s such a nerd /aff
least favorite thing about them
- he’s more than willing to discuss the feelings of others, but his own? Nah, he doesn’t have them. (gonna be fun to watch that blow up tho *grabs popcorn in an orange bucket*)
favorite line
- “Fun, fascinating, tomato, Solanum Lycopersicum.”
brOTP
- Him and Roman, him and Patton, or both :)
OTP
- QPR analogical my beloved (tho besties is fine too)
nOTP
- Intrulogical and Logince
random headcanon
- he suppresses a lot of stims when he’s around the others/on camera, like bouncing on his toes or tapping his fingers. (fixing his tie is one he allows himself)
unpopular opinion
- *shrug* is disliking intrulogical an unpopular opinion?
song i associate with them
Burn, from Hamilton >:)
favorite picture of them
not sure - though I do like that shot of him in the pumpkin patch during the over the garden wall cover!
Janus:
favorite thing about them
he’s a bitch 💅✨ (nah but seriously, I aspire to his level of confidence (and willingness to take care of myself))
least favorite thing about them
…I do see a bit of my own bitterness in him, sometimes.
favorite line
“And for your sake, you need to start practicing a little more selfishness.” (or just. Any of his lines from CLBG and Redux, yk?)
brOTP
- Demus/Intruceit
OTP
- QPR Moceit? Mayyyyybe loceit, if you squint.
nOTP
- Prinxceit (I just don’t see it) and Anxceit (theyre (estranged) family)
random headcanon
- He frequently lies about what snake traits he does or doesn’t have, just to fuck with people. (Including especially the fans)
unpopular opinion
- I don’t think he’s cold-blooded. *shrug* Maybe he runs a little colder, but I think he generates his own heat.
song i associate with them
-Hadestown. So much of Hadestown. (I think one of ‘em is already on his official playlist lol)
favorite picture of them
-oh, the skirt look, definitely
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New: "Eddie Redmayne in COSMO interview: "I was never a dreamer".
Cosmopolitan Deutschland, October 8th , 2024, November Issue.
📸 Photo by Dana Scruggs/The NewYorkTimes/Redux/laif
[Translated with Google Translate]
Cosmo is very close to the man. Every month we meet a cool guy for an interview. This time: the British actor who has recently started defending himself with his mobile phone.
Eddie Redmayne is sitting in a plain office on the outskirts of Budapest, a little sun is shining through the window. One floor down is the film studio where he has just finished filming. Known for his versatile roles, such as as a trans woman in "The Danish Girl" or as physicist Stephen Hawking in "The Theory of Everything" (which won him an Oscar!), something new is coming up again. The nighttime car ride scene for his series "The Day of the Jackal" (available to stream from November) is in the can at the time of our meeting, and he has to go back to the set soon. In between, the Brit has time for a decaffeinated coffee and a chat. Considering that we are meeting him in the middle of the working day, he is surprisingly relaxed and in a chatty mood. And there is no need to worry about the large plaster on his right hand: it is part of the costume, just like his dark wool sweater and gold wedding ring...
Interview: Patrick Heidmann in the current November issue of Cosmopolitan (11/24).
Eddie Redmayne in the COSMO interview:
In your new series "The Day of the Jackal" you play a contract killer who is hunted all over Europe. We don't know you like that yet...
I wanted to do something different because I felt like I had spent my entire career up to that point in tweed suits and other historical costumes. It was time for me to arrive in the 20th century. Also, the first film version of "The Jackal" from 1973 is my father's absolute favorite film, we used to watch it together.
What are the strangest things you have learned from your new life as an action hero?
Apparently you should always have a cell phone in your hand that you can use as a weapon if necessary, and a few coins in your pocket that you can throw in someone's face to distract them. A neon yellow safety vest is apparently the best camouflage because people hardly notice you despite the bright color. And what's particularly funny is that all action heroes carry tampons with them. Because if you do get shot, you can use them to stop the bleeding...
Hopefully nothing you need in your everyday life.
But I could tail someone now! I also learned how to use shop windows, car mirrors or reflections on cell phone screens to follow and shake off others. I even had to practice it properly. In the middle of the hustle and bustle of Covent Garden in London, my coach sent me a photo of a person I had to find and tail. Until he then sent me a second photo of someone who was on my tail and who I had to get rid of.
Maybe a good skill to get rid of the paparazzi. Your kids often visit you on set. Do they understand how famous their dad is and what his job is?
Partly. But sometimes it is very confusing for them. They visited me once in Budapest when I was dressed as an old man chain-smoking. The children recognized my voice, but didn't understand that I was actually in the costume and under the make-up prosthetics. I should have thought about how disturbing that must be for them. In the end they just watched the make-up artist remove everything and reveal me underneath. That helped to calm them down.
Speaking of changes, you were already keen to experiment with your look as a teenager, right?
For my very first series, when I was 14, I really wanted to dye my hair peroxide blonde because that's what all my friends were doing at the time. But I'm colorblind - and I sprayed so much of the stuff into my hair that it turned orange. I still remember that in this half-hour TV show, my hair changed color every few minutes because every day of filming I tried in vain to save something from my hair.
Would you have imagined back then that you would have such a career today?
Not necessarily because I never had any ambition for that particular goal, I was never a dreamer. I want to do every job I take on as well as I possibly can - I always work incredibly hard to achieve that. It's all the nicer that it's paid off.
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End of Year Fic Recs
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Recommend up to 5 series or multi-chapter fics from 2023 that everyone should read (multi-year WIPs count, if the last update was in 2023).
Recommend up to 5 single chapter fics/one-shots (long or short) from 2023 that everyone should read.
Recommend up to 5 fics NOT from 2023 that everyone should read (oldies but goodies).
Recommend up to 5 of your own fics (completed or WIP) from 2023 that everyone should read.
This was difficult!
Multi-Chapter/Series
We Will Make This Place Our Home by @leucisticpuffin, which is my new comfort fic and has A+ kidnap fam characterization.
Gloom, Doom and Maedhros by @hhimring, which I've been dipping in and out of since approximately 2011 and which never ceases to impress me.
Elegy for Numenor by @elfscribe. Not the kind of story I generally get into, but Scribe's OCs are vividly drawn and have captured my heart.
Maglor is an Eldritch Horror by @thescrapwitch. Who doesn't love a touch of horror in their fanfiction? Part 11 (Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark) is a particular favorite.
The Importance of Peer Review by @sallysavestheday, a series of Finrod-centric comic stories that never fails to make me howl with laughter.
One-shots
Tender Morsels by @sallysavestheday, which depicts a delicious and unsettling yet tender moment between my OTP among OTPs, Fingon/Maedhros.
As the Hare Flees Before the Wolf by @emyn-arnens. The author's note says "Rest in pieces, Eöl," and that is a sentiment I will always endorse. This also includes some wonderfully perilous Celegorm characterization.
Ilimbë by @thelordofgifs. This is everything I ever wanted out of a Fëanor/Nerdanel courtship story, and the characterization is utter perfection.
A Damnable Spot by @imakemywings. Kidnap fam with an extra helping of creepy! I think Elwing deserves to haunt Maglor a little bit. As a treat.
And a bonus two-for-one, because they're by two different authors but they go together: Desperation and Defeat by @elentarial and Maiar Hate This Simple Trick by @zealouswerewolfcollector. I'm a big fan of both humor and Celebrimbor/Narvi, so these both absolutely delighted me.
Oldies
Home from the War by @hhimring. Himring wrote this as a gift for me back in 2020, and it remains my favorite Círdan character study of all time.
Ain Melir Den Urui by Thranduil Oropherion Redux/Randy_O (whom I don't believe is on Tumblr). This Last Alliance themed send-up of Some Like It Hot dates back to 2011, and it's one of my go-to fics for when I'm feeling blue and need a good belly laugh.
Touch of a Vanished Hand by @elfscribe, from 2010. I love Scribe's character study of a younger, more hot-headed Elrond meeting his brother's descendants in the aftermath of the sinking of Numenor.
Winter's Drums by @lucifers-cuvette, from 2014. I absolutely adore Pandë's take on Sauron and Celebrimbor's relationship, and this deeply unsettling but evocative ficlet is one I've returned to many times.
Trinity, also by @lucifers-cuvette, which is from 2007, pre-dating my entry into the Silmarillion fandom. It was the first of Pandë's stories that I read and was my introduction to her amazing Pandë-verse.
Mine
Ill News, a Second Age kidnap fam aftermath fic that I initially posted as a one-shot in 2022. But an enthusiastic commenter inspired me to expand on it, so I added a second chapter in 2023. There's at least one more chapter to come, assuming I ever overcome my current case of writer's block.
Loyalty: A Tale in Three Voices, which is the WIPmost likely to kill me one day. I have a deep and abiding affection for the House of Ulfang, and this is the result of that.
And They Looked Up and Saw a Star, my ongoing early-days kidnap fam WIP. I'm enjoying exploring the relationships between both sets of brothers.
Maps, my Thangordim rescue Fingon/Maedhros WIP with a heavy serving of Caranthir. I'll readily admit that this fic has been an exercise in pantsing all the way and that I have no idea where I'm going with it, but the journey has been fun!
I made several updates to Woman King this year, which is my fem!Gil-galad WIP (sometimes affectionately referred to as the Girl-galad WIP, because I love stupid puns). This is by far my least popular series but it is also my favorite to write, because like all writers I have tropes that I love, and Rule 63 is one of them. Tolkien's works are an undeniable sausage fest and we need more ladies.
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Landscape Photo Recipe (Redux)
@ameliablair asked: I just bought my first non-phone camera (Canon PowerShot SX70 HS). I travel a lot and want to take great photos of the landscapes I see. What would you recommend for someone who is essentially a novice? So far I've been afraid to change the settings from "auto" but I want to use the full capabilities of this camera!
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This is the very first time I have presented this information. There was definitely not another post where I screwed up and gave bad advice.
Nope.
Didn't happen.
This post is basically just reformatted and corrected but there are a few "Note from Froggie" sections with updated info. I promise this is the final final final version.jpg of this post.
Okay, I am going start with a simple recipe for setting up your camera to take landscape photos. This will get you decent results 80-90% of the time unless you are in very challenging lighting circumstances. So, either a very dark area or an area that has very dark spots and very bright spots at the same time.
First, you will need to figure out the size of your sensor. This can usually be found by googling the model of your camera and adding "sensor size" to the search. If you are using a smartphone you can skip this step.

(The PowerShot SX70 HS has a 1/2.3" sensor size.)
I'm going to create 3 different recipes. Match your sensor size with the appropriate one.
Large sensors. (APS-C/Full Frame) Medium sensors. (Micro 4/3 or MFT or 4/3") Small sensors and smartphones. (1" or smaller)
Large recipe...
Put camera on tripod or stable surface.
Set timer to a delay of 1 second.
Put camera in Av or Aperture Priority Mode.
Set f-stop to f/8 or f/11. (Test both.)
Set ISO to lowest setting. (Usually 100.)
Let the camera decide the shutter speed automatically.
Focus 1/3 of the way into your framing.
Press the button, stand back, and let the camera take the shot.
Medium recipe...
Put camera on tripod or stable surface.
Set timer to a delay of 1 second.
Put camera in Av or Aperture Priority Mode.
Set f-stop to f/5.6 or f/8. (Test both)
Set ISO to lowest setting. (Usually 100.)
Let the camera decide the shutter speed automatically.
Focus 1/3 of the way into your framing.
Press the button, stand back, and let the camera take the shot.
Small recipe...
Put camera on tripod or stable surface.
Set timer to a delay of 1 second.
Put camera in Av or Aperture Priority Mode.
Set f-stop to the widest setting. (Lowest f-stop number)
Set ISO to lowest setting. (Usually 100.)
Let the camera decide the shutter speed automatically.
Focus 1/3 of the way into your framing.
Press the button, stand back, and let the camera take the shot.
So for the PowerShot mentioned, if you are zoomed all the way out, you would set the f-stop to f/3.4. If you are zoomed all the way in, it would be f/6.5. Basically just keep lowering the f-stop until it won't budge any lower.
Let's quickly go over these settings and get an understanding of why they work so well for landscapes.
Why a tripod?
For landscapes you want to have great detail and low noise in the photos. So you have to shoot at a very low ISO to avoid noise. But if you don't have a lot of light, the shutter speed could get very slow. If you don't put the camera on a tripod, the slow shutter speed will cause motion blur.
Note from Froggie: I just learned the PowerShot has optical image stabilization of 5.5 stops (which is great!). It's possible you may be able to take some photos without a tripod, but a tripod will *guarantee* sharp photos. I would say if it is fairly sunny, you can avoid the tripod. That said, sometimes stabilization can do funky things when a camera is on a tripod. So I would recommend turning off IS when on a tripod. But do your best to remember to turn it back on.
Why the 1 second timer?
Any movement could introduce motion blur into your photo—even the action of pressing the shutter button. Setting a delay allows the camera to be perfectly still. A shutter remote trigger works as well.
Why Aperture Priority Mode (Av)?
This is a semi-auto mode that allows you to set the aperture but then the camera will decide the shutter speed for you.
Why f/11? (for large sensors)
Unlike portraits where blurring out the background can create separation of your subject, landscapes are all about detail and capturing everything in front of you. A wide aperture (low f-stop number) will have a shallow depth of field, meaning only a small sliver of your photo will be in focus. A narrow aperture (high f-stop number) will have a very deep depth of field.
However, you don't want to choose an aperture that is too small, like f/16 or f/22 unless you really need an extra long exposure. Once you get past f/11 something called "diffraction" starts to blur the image and cause you to lose detail. Camera lenses tend to be their sharpest somewhere between f/5 and f/11.
f/11 is a pretty safe aperture that will most likely get your entire landscape in focus, be in the sharpest range of your lens, and avoid the diffraction blurring.
But it might also be worth taking shots at f/5 and f/8 and see how your camera and lens perform at those settings. And if there is something in your photo that is super close to you and you are worried it may not be in focus, taking safety shots at f/16 and f/22 is fine. A slight blurring might be preferable to something being out of focus. ALWAYS TAKE SAFETY SHOTS!
But usually f/8 or f/11 is the sweet spot and will get you the results you are seeking.
Why don't I use f/11 on a smaller sensor?
Physics!
Smaller sensors already have a very deep depth of field so everything will pretty much be in focus in most landscape shots. It's one less thing you have to think about, so that is nice. If you want a detail explanation you can read the rest of this section. Otherwise, feel free to skip to the next question.
There is a concept called "crop factor" which can help explain how a lens and sensor will behave compared to a Full Frame camera. This is called the "35mm Equivalent" due to a full frame sensor being modeled after a 35mm piece of film.
The PowerShot has a crop factor of 5.5x because it is 5.5 times smaller than a full frame sensor. Which means the depth of field and field of view would behave the same as a full frame camera if you multiply the focal length and aperture by 5.5x.
The PowerShot's minimum focal length is *technically* 3.8mm. But we don't know how wide that field of view is without a reference. So we convert it to a 35mm full frame sensor by multiplying by 5.5x and we get 21mm.
21mm on a full frame camera is typically considered wide angle. Wide angle just means you can fit more stuff in your frame. So at that focal length you can fit a bunch of stuff in your photo.
The PowerShot's maximum focal range is 247mm. If you multiply that by 5.5x, you get a whopping 1365mm! (Actually you don't, so there must be some other variable in the lens design that affects the number, but... close enough!)
1365mm is really really telephoto. Like, you can take photos of the moon with that. On a full frame camera you would need to spend $20,000 to get a telephoto lens with that much zoom. Which is a fun advantage to having a smaller sensor, but you definitely need to use a tripod to get clean shots at that focal range.
You also need to multiply the aperture to figure out the depth of field. The minimum aperture on the Powershot is f/3.4. Due to my brain not mathing very well in my head, I cheated and used this great crop factor calculator to figure out the 35mm equivalent.
So the PowerShot's minimum aperture would have the same depth of field as f/19.18 on a full frame camera. Which is way beyond f/11, so unless you want to do a long exposure photo of a waterfall or clouds or something, you can just leave the camera on it's lowest f-stop number and be assured everything will be in focus.
Also, the PowerShot has a "variable aperture" which means the minimum aperture changes as you zoom in. So if you end up zooming all the way to 247mm (1356mm), your aperture will automatically change to f/6.5. This will expand your depth of field even more.
So at max zoom, you'll have an f-sop of f/36. Which means you are going to need a lot of light to get usable images when zoomed in that much. Again, a tripod will allow you to achieve that.
Why ISO 100 (or lowest ISO available)?
Some cameras have the ISO set to automatic. You may need to check your manual or a tutorial to learn how to adjust it manually. But if you have a tripod, you can set it to 100 and keep it there. Just remember to put it back on auto when you aren't using a tripod.
ISO is like the volume knob on a stereo. If you put your ear next to a speaker when no music is playing you can usually hear a faint white noise. That is always there in everything you play. And as you turn up the volume, that noise floor gets louder and louder. And if you turn up the volume too much, that noise can cause distortion and poor audio quality.
There is noise in every digital photo. And the lower you keep the ISO, the less noticeable that noise is. But if you do not have a ton of light, it can be very difficult to keep the noise low without a long shutter speed and a tripod.
Why an automatic shutter speed?
Not using a full manual mode is fine. There are some old school photographers that believe you need to dial in every setting yourself. But camera metering systems are very good these days and may be better at judging exposure than you are.
That said, it might be worth learning how your "exposure compensation" feature works on your specific camera. This will allow you to raise or lower the exposure quickly if you think the camera didn't judge the scene properly.
So if you think the image is too bright, lower the exposure compensation a few clicks and see what you think. You have plenty of room on your memory card to take safety shots.
Why focus 1/3 of the way into the frame?
The point of focus will have an area in front and behind that will also be in focus. That is your depth of field. When you are fairly close to your subject, that depth of field is symmetrical. 50% of the depth of field will be in front of your subject and 50% will be behind your subject. I'll use this thing I made for another post to visualize.

The subject would be the baby's eye in this case. That is the point of focus and the area in front and behind is the depth of field.
But as you get farther away from your subject that ratio becomes asymmetrical. More area behind the point of focus will be in focus than in front.
There are actually apps and websites that help you calculate this ratio, but as a general rule of thumb for landscapes, most photographers will assess the farthest thing and the closest thing and choose a focus point at about 1/3 the distance between them.

So in this photo the mountains are the farthest thing and the road is the closest thing. If you divide that area into thirds and focus around 1/3, you will probably get everything you want in focus.
You don't have to get too precious about this unless you are shooting at very wide apertures (low f-stop number like f/4 and below). At f/8 and above, at these distances, it's actually difficult to *not* get everything in focus.
The only thing that can make landscape focusing a bit more challenging is if you want something very close in the foreground in focus. Like a cool rock or a statue or a person. In that case, I would take several photos and focus on a few different spots ranging from near to far away as a safety precaution.
Hopefully all of that gave you some context for all of my suggested settings.
But these settings are not magic. There are a few other variables to consider when trying to achieve a cool landscape photos.
First, the good news. If it is a bright sunny day, you can use this recipe without the tripod. Your shutter speed will be fast enough not to introduce motion blur into your images.
Now the bad news... don't take landscape photos during a bright sunny day unless you want to make a default Windows background.

Bright sunny days are often very challenging to make interesting photos. I'm not saying it cannot be done, but it requires a pretty stunning scene to make work. Yes, blue skies are beautiful, but they don't always make the most compelling photographs.
You already have settings that will work most of the time. You have the technical ingredients, but you need a few artistic ones to finish the recipe...
A stunning vista. Good composition. Interesting light.
Finding a cool location is usually just a matter of google or exploration.
Good composition comes with learning and experience.
And interesting light requires patience.
Sunrise, sunset, blue hour, and night time are all great times to find great light. Sometimes an overcast day with thick clouds can be more interesting than a sunny day. You may have to revisit a scene several times to find the best conditions for a cool photo. But during these times you're probably going to need that tripod I mentioned. When there is less available light, your shutter speed will be slower, and without a tripod things could get blurry.
If you don't have a tripod and there isn't a lot of light, you will need to know the reciprocal rule to make sure your shots turn out okay. The reciprocal rule tells you the slowest shutter speed you can use without introducing motion blur.
Your lens has a focal length expressed in millimeters. The reciprocal rule states that you should set the shutter speed to 1/focal length. So if your lens is a 50mm, you want your shutter speed to be no slower than 1/50.
The Powershot mentioned in this question has a focal range of 21-1365mm. So all the way zoomed out, you would not want to set the shutter speed slower than 1/20. And all the way zoomed in you probably want to shoot for 1/1200 or 1/1400. Although you can probably get away with 1/500 if you have steady hands.
Note from Froggie: The reciprocal rule changes a bit if you have some sort of image stabilization. Due to a brain fart, I did not notice the PowerShot had this feature. The image stabilization adds 5.5 stops to the reciprocal rule when it is activated. So, if you are shooting at 1365mm, the nearest shutter speed would be 1/1400. You can divide 1400 by 5.5 to figure out the slowest shutter speed.
That means, you can *theoretically* shoot at max zoom with a shutter speed of 1/250 without motion blur.
Also, if there is anything physically moving in your photo, it could have a motion trail at slower shutter speeds. Sometimes this is a cool effect that can make cars and people look ghostly. Depending on how fast things are moving, these motion trails can start around 1/50 shutter speed.
So, if you are in low light and you don't have a tripod, here is the new recipe...
Put camera in Tv or Shutter Priority Mode. Set f-stop as wide as it will go (lowest f-stop number). Set ISO to AUTO. Without IS: Set the shutter speed to 1 over focal length. (eg 1/20) With IS: Set shutter speed to 1 over focal length ÷ stops of stabilization. (eg 1/(20÷5) = 1/4) Focus 1/3 of the way into your framing. Press the button.
This might result in noisy photos. That is the compromise you'll have to make. But there are some great denoise features in image editing software now that can help.
That brings me to my final tip... editing landscapes will always make them better. It is very difficult to balance the dynamic range (the range of the brightest thing and darkest thing) without processing your images. This will be even easier if you shoot in RAW mode. But you can still edit JPEGs as well.
Lightroom is currently the best software for processing photography. But there are other options that do a great job as well, including a few free ones. But I'm afraid you'll have to do some googling for that, as I am not current on the best applications other than Lightroom.
Knowledge more than anything will help you improve your photography. You can take amazing photos with a Powershot or a smartphone or a $200 DSLR. You just need to understand the fundamentals.
I highly recommend checking out this free photography course. Tony will help you understand all of this on a deeper level and you can watch it in the span of a weekend.
I hope all of that was helpful. Feel free to ask questions if you have trouble.
Oh, and if you need a cheap tripod, this Amazon Basics one is only $20. It is light and easy to carry around, but it probably won't hold up to much abuse. That said, it's a great place to start and once you gain more experience you can upgrade to something nicer later on.
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NADC NEWS
N: Ladies and gentlemen, wrestling fans from all corners of the world, we stand on the brink of history! One year of epic battles, unforgettable moments, one year of NADC!
[A takes a step forward, looking at N with gratitude.]
A: N, if you don't mind...
[The crowd falls silent as A takes the microphone from N's hand, she nods in approval.]
[A turns to the audience, addressing them for the first time.]
A: It is with great pleasure that I bring you... the event that will define our legacy, the very essence of what we are.... "Gold Rush Redux: NADC Legacy Rumble"!
[ the crowd erupts in applause.]
A: On this momentous occasion, every ex champion will step into the ring for the chance of a lifetime! For all the former NADC champions, all of you that are seeking another shot at glory, this is your stage!
[N, her initial surprise replaced by pride, claps along with the crowd's ovation.]
A: Mark your calendars! On February 28th, in the heart of NADC's grand celebration, we will witness a Rumble like no other. It's not just about the second chances; it's about legends colliding and our championship reaching new pinnacles!
A: Get ready for Gold Rush Redux: NADC Legacy Rumble!!
[The lights flash, the crowd roars, and A exits the ring, leaving N and the fans buzzing with anticipation.]
N: Oh my god!!! Did y'all here what he just said?! This will be the most spectacular event in our NADC history!!! Are you guys ready to Ruuumbleee?!?!
[The crowd cheers even louder, knowing that this event cant be missed!]

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"I'm calling it right here. This world can officially bite my ass." - Sizz'el the Lone Survivor, a nickname she did not get to pick
Throwback to a punch-up I got into a little while ago - you can tell because I hadn't yet trusted a random settler at Starlight Drive-In to laser the tattoo off my eye yet. I loved that tattoo, glad it's gone. You can't imagine how much easier my self image cultivation has become since building all those little towns in the Commonwealth! Preston thinks we're a civil defense oriented militia, meanwhile I had to send back the first test print of t-shirts for "Sexy Sizz'el's Pure Water & Mutfruit Emporium". Every so often they have a chore for me, but when that isn't the case and my knuckles need dusting, I don't usually have to wait long.
On this particular day I'd bopped down to Concord to go shoot some photos at the old museum when what do I spy with my little eyes but a whole bunch of guys just waiting to die. So, I changed into the Silver Shroud outfit I've been lugging around and did a couple kinds of shooting. I don't understand why raiders attack on site - I've mowed down hundreds of them by now. Who's doing their intel? I know they hang out as raider groups but how?! Even when I look just like them I get a laser hello. I look better in this fit though, which is good, because I have tried to throw it away like two dozen times. Piper insists I don't throw out this old nasty costume. I literally can't even fit my head in the hat, but she insists, "It's priceless, it's an heirloom, there's a radio show about it," which, that show is... not good. I literally can't put it down. Someone help me.
The museum is apparently some kind of hotspot, but ever since I took the power armor (shout out to my Atom Cats, meow you wild sons of kittens) and the minigun it's like... for what? Tacky outfits and rotten wood? But, what do I know. I'm just the single most brilliant business woman and devastating bombshell this wasteland has seen since... I'd... like to... rephrase, that last thought.
(Outfit credits, my thoughts, and a few more shots below the cut.)
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I'm pretty sure Sizz'el is wearing crimsomrider's 1950's Feminine Outfits (opens in new tab), Silver Shroud with stockings. The large caliber rifle is the Modular Simonov PTRS-41 by kazumamqi (opens in new tab), and the laser on the bottom is the CROSS_BreakActionLaser by Niero (opens in new tab). Phew, that was a lot of 'um this time, jeez.
I wander into Concord from time to time, whenever I want to just relax and kick back with the combat side of the game. A couple of Brotherhood of Steel dudes plopped in at the end and cleaned up, which was fine, I guess. We're not hostile with each other... I wanna say "yet", but, to be decided.
I like the feeling of combat in Fallout 4, but as you can imagine, I've made a number of major modifications. First, which I've shared before, I've completely rebalanced damage (and have to continuously to make it stay balanced): I, the player, deal a 3x more damage than normal. Everyone else deals 5x more. I love the feeling of games like S.T.A.L.K.E.R. and Far Cry 2 (with that one mod) - when the time between seeing someone and being dead is a breath.
With that in place, I also made two major mechanical changes: first and less impactful is the removal of an AP cost to sprinting, thanks to Unlimited Sprint by TroyIrving (opens in new tab). Sprinting is already an inherent tactical decision, costing precious time, and removing your ability to reload or fire. When the game was slower and more about draining health pools, it made sense to limit this to a gauge... maaaaybe? I think AP draining sprinting is a funking dumb choice in basically any version of this game, but, I'm not a professional game developer so, what do I know.
Second, and this is the big one... bullet time. I use V.A.F.S. Redux by Itzal713 (opens in new tab). I love bullet time. I love it so much. Stranglehold is actually a childhood favorite of mine. I think it's so cool to dip and dodge and do cool stuff like jump over a table and then fire on someone, and it also makes taking pictures in the middle of a fire fight way easier. It's not balanced. It's just fun.
So it's easy to die, bullet time, added some big weapons... I never thought of it before but I've kind of turned Fallout 4 into F.E.A.R. 1. And everybody loves the combat in that game, so... win for me. I rule. Go me.
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Free Falling Has Never Felt So Right by @uselesseaweedbrain tragedy | the only survivors of a plane crash | secret identity | Stephen King | Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor | tumblr
you & me in the wreckage by @thebluewritingbench thriller | only survivors of a zombie apocalypse | celebrity/just some guy (gender neutral) | blood | Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor | tumblr
precious metals by @tinykippen fantasy | undercover on a secret mission | holiday romance | plants | Yelena Belova/Kate Bishop | tumblr | ao3
Stitch Sitch by @cinnonym | vignette/slice of life | running | secret relationship | a stolen object | Regina Mills/Emma Swan | tumblr
A Time and Place by @cloudsandcrescents fluff | in a waiting room | time loop | a bottle of medicine | Chloe Beale/Beca Mitchell | ao3
As the Dust Settles by @gloomygnu science fiction | trapped in a storm | soulmates | Jane Goodall | Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor | tumblr | ao3
Likewise by @ekingston established relationship | body swap | at a therapist's office | an eye patch | Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor | tumblr | ao3
memoria by @luthordamnvers hurt/comfort | hallucinations | amnesia | a string of text messages | Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor | tumblr | ao3
String Theory by @s-nebul0sa sci-fi | lying on the floor | mutual pining | string theory | Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor | ao3
Stop Me If You've Heard This One (Because I Have and It Really Sucks) by @inkedroplets | canon compliant | locked in an escape room | time loop | a crumpled up note | Samantha Arias/Lena Luthor | tumblr | ao3
A Long Time Coming by @lespetitesmortsde alternate universe | moving into a new place | fake dating | fortune cookie | Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor | ao3
Flight by @deadbiwrites action | on a flight | scarred knuckles | second chance romance | Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor | tumblr
stamps are all the rage these days by @boochieflake | historical romance | in line at the post office | enemies to lovers | quantum entanglement | Misty Day/Cordelia Foxx | Cordelia Goode | ao3
Do You Know Me? by @saunteringvaguelydownwards | canon compliant | small desert island | amnesia | a stray cat | Sister Beatrice/Ava Silva | tumblr | ao3
Not a Lot, Just Forever by @autisticlenaluthor | historical romance | getting cozy | second chance romance | broken glass | Shauna Shipman/Jackie Taylor | tumblr
endpoint by @sideguitars thriller | caught in the villain’s trap | soulmates | peer pressure | Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor, Lena Luthor/Andrea Rojas | tumblr | ao3
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i selfship on main i don’t give a shit you WILL see my me/aizawa images for as long as you follow me i guarantee that.
#cursed content (tm)#txt#in other news i am still writing the next chapter of your second shot redux i'm just in a big art mood
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I didn’t watch Mick before F1, but clearly he’s decent on his best days, but I don’t think from his f2 record that he was ever setting the world alight.
But I think coming from being consistently at the front in f2 to the back in f1 must be such a hard adjustment for a driver. It’s just a different skill set and requires a different kind of patience. And also, Haas is Haas, they could never afford rookies and Guenther seemed full of resentment from day 1.
Regardless, your shot is your shot. I think with the amount of talent that comes from the junior formulas that has nowhere to go, it’s a bit wild that drivers keep getting a second shot just based on experience/exposure.
Kimi-George will be Max-Daniel the redux and I’m READY
Logan struggling during the first race already is so sad. I feel bad for him especially because his contract renewal for this season has already been an unsure topic 😕 I hope this won’t be the regular for this season but idk if he’s suited for F1 tbh
It’s par for the course at this point. It’s only the first race but…
Idk how many options Williams has for a replacement but I can’t believe that they don’t have a better option than Logan
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