#but Mothers Against the Doctor is the true threat

[lazyjellyfish300]

Mom and Dad are Getting Along💐🖤

Miguel O'Hara x Fem Wife!Reader

Synopsis: just a quick fluffy fic picking up a few months after your Valentine's Day fight on Mother's Day, seemed like a good way to tie this all up, might write more about y'all in the future but shelving this for now🫶🏽💐🖤 Word count: 961

Mom and Dad are Fighting on Christmas

Mom and Dad are Fighting on Valentine's Day

A/N: Happy Mother's Day to all my fellow mamas.🫶🏽🖤

CW: Minors DNI, mentions of sex but no smut, pregnancy, nausea, fluff

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Miguel hasn't had a day off in what feels like years. Technically, it's been 3 months, but to you it feels like longer than that. It was May. The kids were almost out of school, the sun hung in the sky a little bit longer, the sunsets were more colorful. It was that time of year where you felt like you could breathe a sigh of relief, a time of year where the temperature felt comfortable and you could sit on a park bench and watch the kids chase each other while Anthony did his best to keep up, shaking your head with a smile as you adjusted your sunglasses, looking up at the vibrant cyan sky which was scarce of any clouds.

The Valentine's Day makeup sex was a success, and a beautiful baby girl was on her way with a due date of November 7th. 

You were enjoying entering this "honeymoon phase" of your second trimester while it lasted, especially since you knew the heat could be quite a pain to deal with when it came to a pregnancy that lasted during the summer. 

You didn't carry her, but Gabi was born at the end of June, Marcus was born in August (that one was the most brutal in terms of the heat), and little Anthony was born in May just before things got too uncomfortable. You finally started liking food again, having been fortunate enough to dodge any major morning sicknesses with your two prior pregnancies.

The nausea came with a vengeance with this little girl. Even taking a bite of food or a gulp of a drink that was too big would have you dashing to the bathroom, knuckles shaking in a fist until eventually you felt Miguel's fingertips graze your neck, soothing you in a low tone as he massaged your nape and dabbed it with a cool washcloth until the unpleasant feeling passed. 

But oh, Gabi and Miguel's excitement was something else. They held each other in a fit of giggles and tears while Marcus stared with his mouth in the shape of an O at the pink insides of the gender reveal cake, and little Anthony was too busy shoveling it into his mouth with his frosting covered fists. 

Miguel had been wonderfully attentive and more sensitive to your needs this time, picking up the slack and shepherding the kids while you rested, taking the liberty of picking up Anthony who insisted on being carried everywhere since you were on doctor's orders to watch how much weight you were lifting. 

Now, it was Mother's Day. 

Miguel carefully traces the faded wrinkled marks of your belly that was starting to shape into more of a rounded bump, like he's sculpting a pattern, the side of his cheek pillowed so softly against your breast, eyes lazily locked on yours, the lulling haze of sleepiness threatening to take him completely, but not before he utters sweetly to you words of adoring appreciation, 

"Y'know I love you..." 

"Mhmm....?" You weakly hum, the threat of sleep and the steady rhythm of your heart beating in your chest in quieting tempo as long as the weight of your husband stays pressed against your body on the verge of delivering you back to slumber as well, your true home outside of the physical walls of the one you were currently laying in alongside together. 

"Mas que nada..." (More than anything) He whispers, fighting the soothing urge of sleep to lean over you instead, bringing his face so closely to yours, one of his fingers tracing your features, pausing as it completes a circle along your face in timing with the pace that the sweet words tumble from his lips. 

"Just need to tell you thank you....for carrying my children......for being the beautiful mother and glue of our home..."

He presses his lips to your forehead, any worries you had completely dissolving at once. 

"Ah....I love you, sweetheart...." You coo softly.

A small thump down the hallway accompanied by childish giggles of Gabi, Marcus, and Anthony, already wide awake on a peaceful Sunday, excited for Bluey and Mickey shaped pancakes and waffles that Miguel promised them for Mother's Day Breakfast. 

"I should go get the kids..."

But Miguel holds you down with his weight, he chuckles and shakes his head, you should know better that today is your day off, lifting your chin to press a lingering kiss into the little space he creates on your bottom lip as he lovingly drags it down with his thumb. 

"Let me enjoy my wife for a little bit longer..."

And you certainly couldn't deny him that, letting all of the heat and warmth between your two bodies soak for several more precious moments as you lay together as a couple, peaceful space you create just from holding each other for a little while longer. Pausing just for a bit where age and the cruel passage of time and the demands of the day can't disturb you, escaping to a space where you're just husband and wife, the years that already have came and went seemingly unimportant as the tender love between you two burns brighter than ever. 

A mild ember in the form of a fleeting glimpse and shy small talk at your high school reunion years ago that could fan into a wildfire, burning the world in its wake when it came to the physical manifestations of your love in this bed you laid in together.  But for now you just allow your mind to only indulge of thoughts of your dear husband as he holds your wrist to his lips and presses his forehead against yours, all the while the soft giggles of your children echo throughout your quiet home. 

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@leonsbimbogf @thatone-writer

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #atsv miguel #miguel x reader #miguel atsv #miguel ohara #miguel o'hara imagine #miguel o'hara fluff #spiderman 2099 x reader #spiderman 2099 x you #miguel o'hara x fem!reader #miguel ohara x fem!reader #Spotify

[awoogayanderes]

chapter three : knowing the dead

➪ sypnosis : taking care of an old man everyday forces you to create a connection with him

➪ other notes : this chapter still doesn’t contain dazai but i really want this to be like a slowburn ?? i know that’s not the right term BUT I WANNA TAKE MY TIME WITH THIS STORY, like i want y/n to actually have relationships with other people, not just dazai yk ?

➪ warnings : from this point foward, y/n will be classified as a girl ?? but i’ll try my best to not use pronouns as much, i apologize for those i’ve caused an inconvenience, THE OLD PM BOSS IS VERY OOC !!!!

➪ prologue | chapter one | chapter two | chapter three

two weeks had passed since your dinner with mori, he wasn’t lying about working for the port mafia leader. “who is that,” the old man pointed at you, coughing. “ah this is my daughter,” mori says, gripping your shoulders from behind, a way to tell you to play along with his words. “i’m y/n, sir, i’m here to serve and protect your health as best as i can,” it was something you had rehearsed with mori for days.

the first day you took care of the old man was just getting to know his likes and dislikes, what he needed and what he didn’t need. on the second day, you started learning his routine, from the time he wakes up to every time he needs to go to the restroom. the third day was the hardest, he started throwing tantrums. perhaps it was the fact that you had to be his 24/7 nurse, giving him no alone time.

by the end of the first week, the boss had threatened you 38 times. you weren’t affected by them, knowing that they were empty threats. you almost felt pity for him, if it weren’t for the fact that he has created havoc for everyone. by the end of the second week, the old man grew quiet, he didn’t complain when you washed him with a rag or when you took his blood for testing.

mori told you not to form any type of relationship with him, you imagined it was so you wouldn’t go against his previous plan. by the end of the month, the boss was still quiet. going against the doctor’s orders, you started a conversation. “sir, is everything okay ?” you asked, changing the cold cloth on his head. “how much longer do i have,” he quietly asks.

that was the first time he spoke with calmness, like the two of you were equals. “eh ?” you confusingly asked. “how much time do i have until i die,” the old man raised his voice louder, frustrated you didn’t understand him. you stayed quiet, did he actually deserve to know his remaining time left alive ? “i don’t know,” you calmly said. “you don’t fear lying to the most dangerous man in yokohama,”

as he said that, you sighed. he wouldn’t allow that answer, he wanted the truth. “five months at most, that is if i continue to care for you and with the doctor checking up on you every week,” you told him. even if he was an evil man, there was a part of you that softened when you saw his slightly widened eyes for a split second. “what an interesting child you are,” he says before slowly turning around in bed.

by the end of the second month, the old man started accepted your daily care. he started to speak more, most of it was him rambling about the medical practices you did and how it wasn’t like this when he was younger. you wondered if he spoke like this because he didn’t have much time left, and you were the only one who was forced to listen to him.

every wednesday and sunday, mori would come in and check up on the boss’s status. “is that man really your father ?” the old man asks when the doctor leaves the room after a checkup. “huh ? oh, um yes,” you say, being caught off guard. “then who is your mother ?” he asks. you didn’t expect him to ask anything about yourself, mori didn’t plan this out with you.

“i don’t know,” you say, despite it being technically true…it managed to make you nervous. “hmm,” the old man hummed, thankfully you were busy doing something so he wouldn’t be able to see your face. “did you have any children sir,” you ask, changing the conversation. “i suppose it wouldn’t hurt telling you, yes, i had a daughter,” the boss says, coughing into a cloth you gave him.

you knew he told you because no one would believe you if you ever told anyone, they wouldn’t believe a 13 year old speaking about the port mafia. “you remind me of her,” the old man suddenly says. you couldn’t help but smile, even if it was a cruel man saying this. “where is she now ?” you ask. “dead,” the boss responds. “she was always hiding something, like you currently are,” your eyes lock.

for the few seconds you interlocked eyes, you looked into his soul. there was pure turmoil and anger. was it really okay to kill ? was it really okay to kill someone who deserved it even if they have a past they didn’t speak about ? was it okay to follow someone’s orders just because they’ve kept you alive ? was it actually okay for you to know that mori would kill the boss, whilst also caring for him ?

#written by terra #sincerely terra #bsd #bsd manga #bungou stray dogs #bsd manga spoilers #bsd x reader #bsd anime #bsd spoilers #bsd mori #dazai bsd #bsd port mafia #bsd mori ougai #bsd fic #port mafia #port mafia angst #i hate how ooc pm boss is

[darkonekrisrewrite]

Bnha's Final Twist Villain

I believe that UA and the hero side's real traitor has yet to be revealed, by the process of writing consistency (inconsistency) and references/parallels.

The real traitor that will (hopefully) be emerging soon as we're reaching the conclusion of this "final" conflict between the heroes and villains.

Horikoshi loves star wars

He constantly puts references in his work.

The master and the apprentice narrative:

Deku and All-might - Shigaraki and all for one.

Naming places and techniques in bnha after Star wars locations:

Nabu Island from My Hero Academia: Heroes Rising = the Star Wars planet Naboo

Hosu City from the Hero Killer arc = The frozen planet Hoth.

The Jaku General Hospital = Jakku is Rey's home planet in The Force Awakens.

Musutafu city = mustafar the unstable volcanic world

Phantom Menace (ファントムメナス, Fantomu Menasu?) is an Ultimate Move performed by Mirio Togata using the Permeation Quirk.

And...

All for one is a very direct Darth Vader reference.

Likes to hold up people via the choke lift, uses weapons made of light, the dark helmet is spot on.

While true All for one does use (dark) lightning as a weapon that trait is not unique when drawing parallels to sith characters or other forces users of the darker side, as many in star wars are able to use that ability such as count dooku, Darth nihilus, Darth revan or starkiller, Nightsister Clan Mother Talzin, Snoke (sequel series) or even Rey.

And then there's: Chancellor Palpatine

The mastermind that succeeded in talking over the galaxy, but why and how exactly did he win?

Palpatine won because he was playing both sides of board, manipulating both parties against each other for his own ends.

The "heroic" Jedi/Republic and the "villainous" Sith/separatists.

Cliff notes rundown of pre/during-clone wars:

The separatists were in many ways, the scapegoats of the clone wars.

While they generally did lean towards the corrupt political category in it's leaders, that doesn't mean that the movement itself was wrong in their grievances towards the Republic.

The Senate and it's governance really were corrupt and uncaring, many peoples and outer planets abandoned and left with far less than more prosperous/useful planets.

Those left to rot by the system would inevitably rise up against it, though due to deception and bad leadership, the separatist movement and it's end was made to help Palpatine rise to power.

The Jedi (and by extension the Republic) didn't fair any better.

Palpatine was able to so effectively pull the wool over the Jedi's eyes because they were so set in their ways, so much that they couldn't imagine any elements or consequences beyond what they believed, they refused to adapt to evolving circumstances and threats (their enemies using different tactics) and address their own flaws (their rigid beliefs being one example), that it all resulted in their downfall.

Which leads me to: Principal Nezu

Nothing about Nezu makes any sense when you really think about it.

For an important detail to start, he won't even specify what he is: "That's right. It's me, Nezu, the one who could be a dog or a mouse or a bear, but more importantly... I'm the principal!"

And supposedly he's an animal that manifested a quirk, something that hasn't been shown anywhere else in bnha.

Then it's later revealed that he has a Dark past as an experiment by humans, this only came up once and was never mentioned again, though it definitely stated to be his backstory.

But that's the thing, if Nezu is an animal that was in a quirk based experiment (the only reason the situation would make sense is if it was quirk based) there's only one person in who could have had a hand in his being the way he is.

Afo's doctor (or doctor Ujiko), is literally the only person in this series who could create a being like Nezu.

There is no one else who even seems to know any quirk based science.

This doctor is the only one.

Nezu is supposedly a genius, his quirk is: High Specs: Nezu's Quirk grants him a high level of intelligence that surpasses that of humans.

A level of: Intelligence - 6/5 - S

This is backed up by his performance in the students vs teachers match, but there's never been any kind of showing of Nezu's genius or strategy skills otherwise.

It's not even confirmed that Nezu came up with much of the current war strategy.

He (if you believe he's truly genuine) failed to sus out the student traitor, being aoyama, and couldn't prevent the attack of the league of villains in the forest training event that lead to the kidnapping of bakugo.

He didn't play any significant part in the first war against the paranormal liberation front.

And he didn't do much else in the future arcs except encouraging class 1A to go get deku.

Nezu doesn't really seem to do much of anything or have any real impact.

So either Nezu isn't nearly as competent or intelligent as he and his allies say that he is.

Or his stated intellectual level is true, but how could that be if he isn't shown to be proving it and when he does participate (finding the traitor, protecting the hero students) it ends badly?

Unless that was the plan.

And his absence or failures benefiting how he wanted these circumstances to play out, with all the conflicts/events going against or for the heroes being what Nezu wanted.

A counter point to this theory would be this scene:

Nezu saying this does imply that he believes ochako can be a hero that could surpass All-might.

(She definitely could if she sticks the landing with toga.)

But if there's anything that's definitely been explicitly shown to be true in bnha, it's that those who are heroes can still be in the wrong.

Endeavor, Hawks, the pros in general and even All-might himself.

All had a hand in creating the current situation (and the destruction that came from that) in their world.

Insane ambition, serving an obviously corrupt government, allowing/endorsing brand deals/popularity contests and ensuring the status quo "Normal " to be an unshakable cornerstone of hero society.

And finally the over reliance on heroes (making apathetic civilians) had a giant hand in creating "History's Worst Villain".

Just because someone believes in heroes, that doesn't mean that they are actually making things better or that they have good intentions, not in bnha.

And again, it's really hard to believe that someone with a genius level intelligence wouldn't realize all of these hypocrisies and flaws in hero society.

While in this theory, Nezu's real overall goal for why he's doing this would be debatable, the inconsistency with his character and the parallels to star wars' greatest villain is too spot on to be a coincidence.

(source: star wars the clone wars 2003 TV series)

Also something else interesting to note, if deku and shigaraki's battle at mount Fuji is meant to parallel the mustafar lava battle in star wars: revenge of the sith-

-what else happened in that movie?

#bnha #star wars #bnha meta #mha meta #principal nezu #palpatine

[ultrainfinitepit]

For your spider-sona, what do you think their canon event looks like? Or who is their uncle Ben figure?

That's a good question Anon! I've been thinking about this a little. My first Spidersona was Spider Knight, so in my head Spiderphim is the same character continuing on their character arc.

Spider Knight never knew their parents, all they knew was the knight who took them in and trained them to be his squire. This knight was Sir Benegar, whose pennant bore a spider that Spider Knight would ultimately take as their symbol. Sir Benegar served Lady Maybelle, who Spider Knight became close with and saw as their own mother just as Benegar was like a father.

Spider Knight lives in a medieval world where magic is real, demons plague humanity, and angels fight them but are rarely seen.

When Spider Knight was only sixteen, Benegar was killed in a battle with a formidable evil, a fly demon named Beelzebub. After that Spider Knight took up his shield and title. To protect themself against demons, who can consume the true names of mortals to gain control over them, Spider Knight hid their name and true identity, and went only as "Spider Knight."

For a while Spider Knight dealt with other threats: demons are far too powerful for a single knight to handle, especially one so inexperienced. They battled a fellow knight who had turned to evil, the Green Goblin Knight; a sinister Plague Doctor Oc; and even crossed paths with a mischievous swordsman named Deadpoole. Eventually Spider Knight grew strong enough to try and take revenge on the demon Beelzebub. They tracked him down, armed with a sword blazing with holy fire - and they failed catastrophically and died.

As Spider Knight stepped into the river of death, ready to drink the waters and forget their life, an angel appeared to them as a reflection in the water. Somehow Spider Knight knew this reflection was who they always were, who they were going to be, and yet someone else entirely. The angel asked for another chance, and Spider Knight agreed to give it. But a toll had to be paid first. Spider Knight sank into the water, whispered their true name and removed their mask. Their shield and broken sword disappeared into the depths. Everything went dark as they drowned.

When Spiderphim awoke on the funeral pyre, she brought the sunrise with her. Her new form was strange yet exciting, and very warm. By this time Beelzebub was long gone, but Spiderphim didn't mind too much, the chase would mean she could see the world through her new eyes, which were plentiful. And she could help so many people along the way!

So to answer your question Anon, it is Sir Benegar who is Spiderphim's Uncle Ben, and Spider Knight's own death is their canon event.

While I consider Spider Knight and Spiderphim to be the same person, it is less clear to Spiderphim who will surely go through some angst about if they are the same; or possessed by an angel who ate their name; or that same angel, who just has the memories of a person who burned away on the funeral pyre. I also envision some plot point where other angels show up because I like angels, and I think Spiderphim is very annoying and would like to see her annoy them.

#long post #spidersona #I took some inspiration from Venom lore for the angel transformation although it's not quite the same #also picturing the inevitable return home of Spiderphim to Aunt Maybelle is so good #May: What happened!!! #Spiderphim: Be not afraid I just died is all :)) #ask

[tw-episodereactions]

Teen Wolf 1x02

Aaaand we start off with shirtless boy again.

Out of curiosity, why is Stiles not freaked out about Scott playing lacrosse, which would also raise his heart rate? Is it specifically a night of the full moon thing?

Well clearly it’s not just a full moon thing.

So the first time his eyes change it’s to comfort the dog. The second time is because he’s afraid for Allison. It’s the third eye change and now it’s about anger. But even when it’s about anger, he was already feeling a lot of emotions because of Mr. Argent.

It’s just interesting to me that they waited so long to show us Scott’s anger making him shift when it was like the first thing Stiles mentioned when he finally decided Scott was a werewolf. He’s a teenage boy under a lot of pressure, but it’s been at least a week.

I guess technically he clawed up Stiles’ chair, but even then his eyes didn’t change. I don’t know why I find his eyes a more significant part of the change than anything else, but I do. Maybe because that’s how he’s literally seeing the world.

Oh great. Derek McFuckface being both useless and creepy.

Huh, so, like, was it like a rage blackout? Why didn’t he remember this time when he remembered what happened with fuckstick in the woods?

Oh man, this poor kid. He just wanted to play. That was like the first thing we learned about him. Instead he gets all that trauma from the attack, from his first transformation, from Derek & the hunters. And now the one thing he wanted is getting taken away too.

Hey, is his mom actually a doctor/nurse? Maybe he did have all that bandage stuff at home.

So they have money problems, and it’s not just Scott working for extra cash. Pretty nice house for having money problems, but honestly compared to the other houses we’ve seen it’s basically a shack.

I wonder how long he’s been working at the vet? Probably a while, right if they’ve let him be there by himself.

Wait, did we ever figure out how old these kids were supposed to be? Jackson and Allison seem older than Scott, Stiles, and Lydia, but Allison is in Scott’s class, so maybe her schooling is all messed up because they moved around so much?

Lol, oh my god, Scott. This scene between him and his mother is hilarious. Also, where’s his dad? I assume he’s not in the picture.

Oh goody, violent stalker Derek is back. Is it just violence this time or violence and manipulation? Or maybe you’re going to say he should be grateful again, you dogshit excuse for a person.

Even better! Threats of murder! This guy is the absolute worst. Hey, let’s violently attack this kid and turn him into a nightmare monster with no support or instruction, then attack him again for no reason and show him how people are hunting him by getting him shot, and then try to like trauma bond with him and tell him he should be grateful about it, and then threaten to kill him after you’ve given him absolutely nothing but abuse?!?!?! 

Umm, like, perhaps this ginormous waste of space should be hunted down like a feral animal.

The first time Scott tries to get away without explaining anything it works, but it’s definitely not working for him this episode. Fake an injury, kid. Not sure how he’d do that with his mom being some sort of medical person, but he could give it a shot.

Okay, so who the fuck is that? If it was creepy Derek they would have shown him, so it’s gotta be another werewolf. Who is also creepy.

Fellas, are all the werewolves but Scott going to be evil in this? Maybe we’re going back to Kafka and the whole being treated as monstrous leads you into becoming a monster and Scott with his sweet heart and slowness to anger having to fight against that. Which is a little bit heartbreaking.

On the one hand, Scott was being weird and intense. On the other, I’d’ve been a little weirded out about the whole Derek thing if I were her. Because she only went with him because he said he was Scott’s friend but now Scott’s saying that’s not true and if she thought about it for a hot second she’d probably remember she was wearing the jacket in Derek’s car.

Lol, okay, so Scott can be impulsive too, I guess. Sure, go straight toward the guy who threatened to kill you because he also might be a threat to Allison.

“You don’t get it, but I’m looking out for you,” says the guy who literally threatened to murder him the day before.

Also, he’s not fucking looking out for Scott, he’s looking out for himself. “If they find out about you, they find out about me,” is exactly what he said. He doesn’t give a shit about Scott.

It’s clear he’s been stalking more than just Scott too.

This bitch. I cannot tell you how much I loathe this guy. On the plus side, it’s clear that Smugface Shitboy thinks he’s in the right, and that’s always the best kind of villain.

I do like how proactive Scott is being about this. Like, he’s working the problem. Maybe not elegantly- or even effectively at this moment - but he’s not letting his trauma or fear stop him from trying to live his life.

So Morgue was not my first thought here. What the hell, kid.

Stiles is being way less creepy this episode. Also, way less mean to Scott. I am willing to give him the benefit of the doubt.

I have big feelings about athletes pushing themselves through injury, specifically high school and college athletes doing that, so Lydia is officially on my shit list.

The scent was the same?! I shall not call bullshit because this is a supernatural show, but with all the scents in a hospital morgue and how new he is at this it’s a little suspect.

Also, not to give Fuckface any credit, but burying the body doesn’t make him a murderer, he could just be creepy. I mean, I get where Scott’s coming from with the whole dead body plus he literally threatened to murder Scott so I wouldn’t put it past him, I’m just saying it’s not conclusive. This doesn’t mean they shouldn’t throw the law at him though. Maybe the cops can actually be useful for something.

You know what? I like that they clarified that Scott isn’t just doing this because of the game. Like, even without that him throwing the cops at Derek is totally justified, but Scott’s not going along with Stiles being giddy about body parts anymore, she’s officially become a person in his eyes who was violently attacked just like he was.

Bad call, boys, you’re disturbing evidence.

Scott, I’m sorry, you were expecting Stiles to actually have a good plan? That doesn’t seem like him at all.

Lol, I was going to laugh at the incongruity of one single, perfect flower, but I guess it was like that on purpose.

Scott looks sad when they’re taking Fuckface out in cuffs. Again, it just hammers home that she wasn’t just body parts, she was a person and now he knows that she was a werewolf like him. Like, was she stalked and threatened by Fuckface too? Was she traumatized and afraid for her life like Scott has been? Was she trying to protect people too?

Oh, man. Poor impulse control Stiles strikes again. And Scott’s freaking out because he knows Fuckface has been stalking Stiles already.

Okay, so once again, Fuckface doesn’t really seem to care that Scott might hurt someone, or even that Scott might get hurt, he only cares about their secret getting out. Maybe this is some sort of weird game he and the other werewolf play: one of them violently turns someone, the other toys with the victim and manipulates them, and then they kill them together before their secret can be revealed, each of them getting a piece.

See, the problem with Stiles is that half the time his dipshit plans work out so he gets overconfident and comes up with more dipshit plans.

Uh, something is wrong here. Why does Scott look like he’s fighting off sleep?

Oh, okay, he’s fighting off wolfsbane poisoning maybe? That took a while actually. One presumes Stiles had it with them the whole time he drove Scott home the night before, then picked him up the next day and is now driving him back again.

Oh that’s not good.

Scott? What are you doing, buddy?

Obligatory frightened by his own reflection scene.

Scott! Perfect opportunity to pretend injury and not play in the game! Use this!

Ugh! Terrible wasted opportunity. He’s not any better than Stiles at thinking on his feet. Does usually plan better though.

Lol at him apologizing for getting run over.

Oh, poor baby. It’s like he traded one chronic illness for another, and he’s used to having to accommodate for asthma, but lycanthropy comes with a whole new set of accommodations that’s he’s got to learn because it’s also life or death.

Stiles, bud. Not helping. Negative helping.

So Lydia will manipulate and threaten Scott to win, but when he scores she’s all begrudging about clapping? That seems off. Like, she clapped when Scott was awesome during trying outs to tweak Jackson’s competitiveness, but not during a game they were losing? Inconsistent characterization right there.

Allison just walking into the locker room like nbd. And then walking into the showers.

Boy you just calmed yourself down!

Stiles, stop being creepy. But he is trying to be a good bro.

Laura Hale neatly severed. Yeah, it’s totally an animal attack. It being his sister actually makes Fuckface look more creepy somehow.

DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN. The holes in the gloves would have had more impact if Stiles hadn’t bitten through the tips of his own gloves like three times in that game.

Fuckface has spotted another victim! This one’s as much of a douche as him!

#teen wolf #scott mccall #stiles stilinski #derek hale #episode reaction #1x02

[averseunhinged]

more of the follow-up series to 24/7 sylvia plath this week! this is a snippet from a few installments later than the previous two, but i wanted to share some caroline pov.

eta: have you ever realized you've written 80k words of something, but you need to write at least another 50K at the beginning or the canon changes won't make sense? NO ME NEITHER WHY DO YOU ASK.

anyway, this was private for a couple of weeks while i had a minor breakdown and almost scrapped the whole thing in a rage blackout. but i didn't. it's fine. it's totally fine that i can't stop writing things backwards.

"Henry Ngo said he met your new boyfriend. Said he was very polite and seemed like he respected you." Liz paused and then, with no small amount of irony, continued, "Henry thinks he might be a little old for you."

It took a moment for that conversational gambit to penetrate Caroline's sleep-sodden brain. She hoisted herself upright off the island, her mascara-smeared, squinting eyes gone wide and alarmed. "No, no, no. Absolutely not! I did not tell Henry...that."

Liz leaned back against the counter, crossed her arms over her chest and nodded her chin over Caroline's shoulder. "Interesting blanket you have there."

She craned her head around to look at the fabric draped over her shoulders. Leaping up and back from her stool, she shrugged it off with a little shriek of outrage.

Caroline stared at the jacket.

Liz stared at Caroline.

"I threw bespoke menswear on the floor."

"How do you know it was bespoke?"

"It's really well-tailored." And he should have taken it with him, but Klaus had a talent for doing something irritating and sweetening her reaction with an outer layer of good intentions. "He always looks great in a suit."

The only noise in the kitchen was the coffee pot's sudden loud end-gurgles. It broke her out of her trance. She snatched up the jacket and straightened with a dramatic flounce.

"You did that on purpose!" she gasped and pointed at her mother. "Pre-coffee interrogation! Sanctions!"

"There are no sanctions in motherhood." Liz moved deftly around the room, microwaving a half-full mug of blood while she doctored her own coffee, and then topping the blood off from the pot. "It's no-holds-barred when it comes to daughters with questionable taste in dates."

Caroline picked up her bloody coffee when Liz slid it across the island and sipped at it, sighing in relief. She glanced up through her lashes.

"He moved to New Orleans."

"I know." Liz went from mom-mode to sheriff face again. "I came home after a very long day at work to what I hoped was going to be Cá Kho Tộ and a little time with my grown-up baby. What I found was my only child fast asleep on my couch with the formerly local psychopath."

"Did he...was he--" Caroline shifted forward, rocking uncomfortably on her stool, shoulders hunching forward and up. "He promised he'd try to be nice if he ran into you."

Liz coughed, choking a bit on the mouthful of coffee she'd just taken. "Nice? Sure, if his usual vague threats and scathing criticism of my parenting are how he defines nice."

"That might actually be true." She winced, squinting. "You can't really apply normal people logic to him. Believe me, everything gets all turned around if you try."

The early morning outside was so quiet, post-grad quiet melding with post-war stupor. The closest sounds were so distant, like they weren't on the same planet as this one comfortable room in the house she'd lived in for most of her life and the uncomfortable conversation Klaus had triggered.

"I don't like the way you make excuses for his behavior," Liz finally said. "It's not like you and that makes me very nervous."

"I'm not making excuses, Mom," Caroline snapped. "It actually took me a long time to start trying to understand why he reacts the way he does and what he really means. It's not like--"

She snapped her mouth shut, teeth clicking together before she could finish what was going to be an undeniably nasty jab at her parents' marriage. But what words could make her mother understand something Caroline herself was still working out?

Klaus was a personality so enormous, it was difficult to look away from him. When they first met, he ate up all the oxygen in any space he occupied until she was lightheaded and nothing made sense. He was overwhelming and frightening, and there were touch-and-go moments when his dubious modernity slipped, and the decaying warlord took control.

But then he tried to kill her, because she hurt his feelings—crushed them, really. She didn't like remembering that part. She'd been so certain he was playing some sick game of cat-and-mouse with her, never realizing she was cracking his ribs open, wrapping her spidery-fingered fist around the ancient, groaning machinery of his heart and mashing it into paste.

How did she explain that to her Mystic Falls mother? Born and raised in Virginia, never had much desire to leave. Put aside softer interests, a gentler life, because her husband didn't want to be a cop (or a politician or a salesman or a husband or a dad or present in general), but a Forbes was always sheriff. Liz might have married into the name, but if there was one thing Caroline inherited from her mother, it was the immovable belief that there was a correct way to do things, and that way was their way.

She could never explain how nerdy he could be. Hesitant and sweet and desperate for her approval. How observant he was of her minute flinches and little joys, determinedly navigating everything she tried to hide. The way he congratulated her petty accomplishments, the things she worked hard for, and was so careful when he complimented her appearance, because he knew Caroline, you’re beautiful, but if you don’t stop talking, I will kill you still skittered across her nerves. He fed her expensive chocolate and the most delicious honey-tongue Malbec, bullied her out of her accidental vampire starvation diet, and made sure she didn't have to rely on the Salvatores for blood bags. Always knew when she wasn’t sleeping well and learned to defuse the resulting emotional outbursts.

Liz would never see him huddled and terrified, slick with sick sweat and hallucinating. The way he clung to Caroline to steady himself through the panic and pain, even when they were screaming at each other. Her mother would never understand what a gift his honesty was, even when he was old-old-old-fashioned and more than a little creepy. That he saw kindness and mercy as debasement, but he subjected himself to showing it, let it leave pockmarks in his pride. For her. All for her.

How could she explain that this man who terrorized and manipulated and destroyed sometimes felt so small when she wrapped her arms around him?

"He murdered twelve witches, even though he knew it would trigger the apocalypse, because he didn't want me to be sad," was what came out of her mouth.

Of course.

#klaroline wip wed #i am genuinely too tired to be pithy this week #a severe lack of pith #no wait #i have some #tvdu is weirdly focused on motherhood for a vampire franchise #and sometimes that is not great #but sometimes i get to write like 80k words of fan fiction about liz and esther without it actually being about liz and esther #and that is great #i have many thoughts and feelings about them

[linktwinmaniac]

Is the moderate pro-life view really incoherent?

I write this open email to Matthew Scarfone as a response to his article If you’re pro-life, you might already be pro-choice.

Dear Prof. Scarfone,

I’m T́ristanaz Ĺaihnazrijaz, a maths student at the Distance University in Hagen with a great interest in philosophy, which stems in part from my delving into the groundwork of mathematics. I came upon your aforementioned article on The Conversation and found it to provide food for thought. Specifically, I believe to have found a flaw in your argument against the moderate pro-life position. First off, I’m a moderate but vehement pro-lifer myself, who acknowledges the fact that unborn human beings are obviously human beings and that therefore, aborting them for no very good reason is murder. I think such very good reasons exhaust themselves in the following list: rape, threat to the mother’s life, and danger to the mother’s health or that of the fetus (e.g. genetic defects of the latter). I am instinctively taken aback both by the extreme pro-life position and the extreme pro-choice view. Therefore, your article provided my instinct’s deeming with a noteworthy challenge.

You wrote that moderate pro-lifers base their view on three assumptions: 1. that a human fetus is (quite obviously by definition) a human and therefore has a right to the continuation of their life, 2. that this right trump (subjunctive) the mother’s right to bodily autonomy, 3. except in the case of rape. You rightly pointed out that points (2.) and (3.) contradict each other. Thence, you concluded that the moderate pro-life view be incoherent. But here lies your mistake; for moderate pro-lifers like myself don’t claim either (2.) or (3.). We do, of course, accept (1.) and draw attention to the fact that if someone refuses to acknowledge the humanity of an unborn baby because such acknowledgement would bear uncomfortable consequences for them, they are no different from an Ancient Roman who refuses to recognize the humanness of slaves out of fear that such recognition would make the Roman economy collapse.

The right to continuation of one’s physical life and the right to bodily autonomy are both ground rights (unlike the right to property, for example, which is more of a privilege, I believe) and therefore cannot be trumped by each other or anything else. Fundamental rights are untrumpable. Therefore, weighing them against each other, as is done in (2.), is a forbidden move, to borrow Chess parlance. Mr. Spock is wrong to claim that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. In truth, each one’s ground rights are not outweighed by anything. For instance, nobody has the right to do experiments on you without your consent even if they’d reap huge benefits for the whole rest of humankind.

Consider the following hypothetical: A ruthless doctor abducts Bob and does experiments on him because Bob’s body has some unusual features that make him a perfect guinea pig. As a result of an experiment gone wrong, Bob loses both his kidneys. The doctor wants to not lose his experimentation subject, so he abducts Alice and transplants one of her kidneys into Bob’s body without her consent. But a dogged sleuth by the family name “Di” unmasks the villain. The police free Alice and Bob from the doctor’s grasp and put the culprit in jail. Alice now wants her kidney back. But Bob would die without her kidney. So, does she still have the right to get her kidney back?

Of course she does.

So does her right to bodily autonomy outweigh Bob’s right to continuation of his bodily life?

No.

Then why does Alice have the right to retrieve her kidney?

Because it was taken from her without her consent, thereby violating her utter right to bodily autonomy.

But that would take Bob’s life.

True, but is that Alice’s fault?

No.

Then why should she have to accept a violation to one of her ground rights because of someone else’s (the doctor’s) crime?

Right, she shouldn’t.

Exactly; nothing excuses violating a fundamental right, not even guarding another ground right. In particular, this applies to abortion. The rape victim is like Alice, the unborn baby like Bob, and the rapist like the doctor. If Alice gets her kidney back and Bob dies as a result, is it murder?

Yes.

And who’s the murderer?

Clearly the one responsible for Bob’s plight: the doctor.

And so it is in the case of aborting a rape fetus: It does constitute murder, and the murderer isn’t Alice, but rather the rapist. The fetus has no right to be carried to term by the raped woman for a similar reason that tests on non-human animals which endanger the latter’s life or health are probably wrong: Non-human animals’ right to life and health clearly doesn’t outweigh humans’, but it’s morally forbidden to violate their fundamental rights to save the humans’. Simply put: If a human has cancer, that’s their problem with their egoistic cells. What’s the poor mice’s fault?

None. But a case could be made that the mouse soul freely chose to incarnate in a mouse body, knowing that the latter would support only cognition not sophisticated enough to think much about right or wrong. Therefore, it have (subjunctive) forfeited the absoluteness of its right to life and health. So it be morally allowed to sacrifice the mouse’s life or health for good reasons, e.g. to save people who can think about right and wrong and have chosen to fight for the former.

Yeah, maybe, but animals as highly feelingful and thoughtful as coleoid cephalopods, primates, and corvids remain off-limits. For the same reason, burking is wrong. Of course, if any animal endangers an innocent human, it’s right to kill the animal to shield the human, because here, the animal tries to infringe on the humans’ right. The same is true of humans endangering innocent humans: You have the right to kill someone who tries to kill or seriously hurt you for no good reason. Anyway, just like it’s wrong to sacrifice one human’s life for the sake of humanity if that human refuses, so it’s wrong to sacrifice a raped woman’s right to bodily autonomy for the baby’s sake.

That explains why a woman has the right to kill her unborn rape baby. But why may she abort if her life or health is in danger?

For a very similar reason: Her absolute right to life and health must not be sacrificed against her will for anything else, including saving the life of her fetus.

Alright. But why may she abort a not yet too old (!) fetus if the latter suffers from genetic defects?

Because she isn’t forced to commit the baby to a life of misery. For the same reason, family members who have a good relationship with a patient on life support who can no longer clearly think can decide whether to continue life support or not.

That’s all nice and well, but it doesn’t explain why a mother does not have a right to kill her unborn baby under all circumstances. So, why doesn’t she?

Because by willingly having sex, she freely gives up part of her right to bodily autonomy to any potential babies resulting from the sex. You see, nobody can take your ground rights away … nobody but you, that is. You can relinquish your fundamental rights, and you can also forfeit them. A kidney giver freely relinquishes their utter right in one of their kidneys. And a serial killer forfeits their right to continuation of their life. Alice can rightfully demand her kidney back from Bob because it was robbed from her. However, if she freely gives her kidney to Bob, she obviously has no right to later change her mind and demand it back. A woman who’s gotten pregnant from consensual sex or through another action she took part in out of her own freewill is exactly like a kidney donor, and her unborn baby is exactly like the kidney recipient.

As we’ve seen, it is sometimes, but only sometimes, okay to let an unborn human being die, but the same is true of born and even grownup humans. In accordance with human self-worth, we haven’t treated unborn humans differently from born ones. Yes, a raped woman has the right to let her unborn baby die, but you likewise have the right to refuse to donate blood even if someone would die without receiving some of your blood. However, if the woman has had the chance to abort her rape baby for a long enough while but hasn’t made use of it, this also constitutes a relinquishment of her right to bodily autonomy of her own accord. For instance, if she had the chance to abort from the day of her rape up until, say, eight months later, but hasn’t, she has no right to change her mind that late and kill and eight-months-old unborn baby. Why? Because by freely choosing to not abort for eight (the number is just an example) months, which is more than enough time to make one’s mind up, she has given her right to bodily autonomy up as far as carrying the baby to term goes. By the way, it’s crystal clear that an e.g. eight-month-old unborn baby is a human being, who can feel stuff and move like a born baby; after all, some babies are born younger. Are these no humans, either? Or does sliding through a woman’s vagina magically turn a non-person into a person? On a funny note … if so, does a man’s tarse that had been in a woman’s sheath become a person once he pulls it out 😉?

I believe to have thus laid bare the straw man argument in your article. Another important thing I have done is to point out a third rightful reason for abortion: genetic defects of the fetus. On the other hand, you may find one of the exceptions you mentioned conspicuously absent from my account: incest. Why is that? Because incest alone does not provide any grounds on which to kill a human being. The unborn baby has resulted from the sexual intercourse of, say, sister and brother. So what? As long the sex was consensual and the baby doesn’t suffer genetic illnesses due to the incest, there’s no reason to slay it.

Indeed, I strongly support the right of siblings to have romantic and sexual relationships with each other and have children together.

But doesn’t that lead to genetic defects?

Firstly, inbreeding does not create harmful alleles, but only raises the likelihood that recessive alleles, both good ones and bad ones, be expressed. It thereby raises the risk for the children to have harmful recessive traits, but also the opportunity for them to have helpful recessive traits. Yet even the former effect has its good side, though, as it cleanses the population of harmful recessive alleles through genetic purging: It exposes them to natural selection. Species like the fish Pelvicachromis taeniatus bear witness to the useful sides of sibcest (sibling incest).

But humans aren’t fish.

As a matter of fact, we are; J we evolved from fish and therefore are fish. Indeed, we’re rooted deeply in the fish family tree, deeper than sharks and rays, in fact. On a funny note: You can point out that mammals are fish whenever some smart aleck claims that whales aren’t fish, but mammals 😉.

Secondly, in today’s world, sibling couples can let their unborn embryos undergo genetic screening and abort the sick ones among them. Or rather, they could, were it not for the incest taboo or even incest prohibition, which prevents them from accessing said treatment lest they be shunned by society or thrown into jail. So it’s ironically not incest, but the incest taboo and prohibition, which are responsible for genetically ill children being born of incestuous unions.

Thirdly, the eugenic argument against incest is as unacceptable as any other eugenic argument. By its logic, the state should forbid any couple who have a higher risk of begetting ill children from having them.

Fourthly, the incest taboo and prohibition apply even to non-begetting sex on the one hand while on the other hand – please correct me if I be wrong – not forbidding a sister from conceiving from her brother through artificial insemination. Absolutely nobody is harmed in the least if a brother has a vasectomy before having sex with his sister, for example.

Anyway, incest poses no public health risk and no health risk to people who have nothing to do with the incestuous couple, as it causes no infectious diseases. By contrast, promiscuity and certain disgusting sexually motivated acts (be they opposite-sex or same-sex) do spread dangerous pathogens throughout society, such as HIV. Thereby, they also affect people not involved in any way in the sex, for example patients who receive blood from donors infected with HIV due to the latter’s promiscuous habits. So there is a case to be made for outlawing promiscuity and literally dirty pseudo-sex, since it endangers the health of third parties and society as a whole.

I believe to have thus thoroughly debunked the eugenic argument against sibcest.

As for other arguments against it, I can’t find any sound ones. If a brother rapes his sister? Well, that’s rape, and this is why it’s wrong. A woman raped by her brother is no more a victim of incest than a boy raped by a man is a victim of homosexuality or, indeed, a woman raped by a man is a victim of heterosexuality.

Sister and brother who make love with each other in complete consent and let their embryos undergo genetic screening harm no-one and are therefore fully innocent. Therefore, sibling incest in and of itself is neither wrong nor immoral nor unethical nor anything of the sort. I’m appalled and shocked by the fact that many supposedly enlightened jurisdictions, including Canada, most of the U.S., and much of Europe, still prohibit sibcest, in some case with extreme punishments worse than ones meant for serious crimes. And that in the Twenty-First Yearhundred!

I’m strongly against sibcestophobia and homophobia, but what truly disgusts me is the incoherence and hypocrisy inherent in the view that same-sex sex be okay whereas sibling sex be not. What disgusts me even more is the perversion (in the literal sense of “wrong-way-round-ness”) of the opinion that incest or homosexual intercourse be wrong whereas adultery should not be forbidden. Why? Because incest and same-sex sex in themselves are victimless whereas adultery has a victim: the cheated spouse. Adultery is a type of breaking one’s promise and ought therefore to be forbidden and punished. And it’s a dangerous type of breaking one’s promise at that, as the adulterer can infect their spouse with HIV and other nasty buggers. The cheater endangers their spouse’s health and life without the latter’s knowledge and accordingly ought to be punished severely. By contrast, little is wrong with an open marriage, for there, the spouses haven’t promised each other to have no romantic or sexual relations with others and accept the associated risks. Only if there be an infectious danger to public health should open relationships be outlawed. By “marriage”, I mean the state of two or more people being in a romantic and sexual relationship with each other which they mean to last. I don’t mean the IMHO hocus-pocus involving priests or registrars. Spouses don’t get married; they marry one another. Something akin to adultery in wrongness is plagiarism (not to be confused with refusing to bow to copyright or patent), which is the fraudulent misattribution of others’ intellectual achievements to oneself and thereby a form of lying. Why akin? Because both are instances of dishonesty, and dishonesty is one of the worst things, as already Immanuel Kant realized.

Speaking of marriage … just as sibling marriage is victimless and not immoral in any way, so are same-sex marriage and marriage between more than two people. Hence, one shouldn’t discriminate against marriages based on relatedness, gender, or number.

Coming back to our topic: It seems that our gut feeling has been right after all in telling us that killing an unborn human for no good reason is murder, but that forcing a woman to carry a rape child to term is an equally egregious rights violation. Well, at least my gut feeling has always told me that, and I venture to say my gut is quite healthy 😉. You have shown that some people’s rational justification for their right instinctive judgment is wrong, though.

So … am I right that you have made a straw man argument against the moderate pro-life view? Have I shown that the moderate pro-life position is coherent and, indeed, right after all?

Sincerely yours,

T́ristanaz Ĺaihnazrijaz, ðe Liŋk Twin Maniac (L™)

P.S.: I’m surprised it’s the left which usually advocates abortion rights and the right which speaks for baby rights. Why? Because normally, it’s the left-winger who speaks for equality and the rights of everyone whereas the right-winger is more prone to supremacism and, at the extremist fringe, to endorsing dehumanization. The left acknowledges that race, ethnicity, gender, culture, religion, sexual orientation, wealth and so on are no valid grounds on which to discriminate against people. So why age (bornness vs. unbornness)?

I vehemently defend living being rights. I acknowledge that all living beings, from bacteria and archaea through plants and non-human animals to humans, transhumans, superhuman AGIs, and superhuman aliens, have inviolable dignity which can be damaged or forfeited only by their own freewilled choices. I admit that by choosing a primitive body not able to support the intelligence needed for ethics, lower life forms have probably forfeited some of their ground rights. I’ve always, since long before I went to school, spoken for the rights of animals and even plants (I always opposed cutting trees down). I’m aware that damaging anything good or beautiful, even if it’s not alive, e.g. a fair jewel, for no good reason is wrong. I realize that bullfighting, butchering whales for fun, pure sports hunting, and all other forms of blood sport are among the most perverse activities imaginable. I’m appalled by such monstrous crimes as eating live octopuses, who are highly feelingful and smart beings, and cutting fins off living sharks. I’m aware of the realness of manmade global warming and know that fighting it is one of the weightiest things we have to do. I’m an enthusiastic pro-vaxxer but grudgingly admit that everyone has the right to refuse to get vaccinated based on their right to bodily autonomy. In fact, I believe the whole population ought to be regularly vaccinated against the deadliest non-prionic infectious disease I’m aware of: rabies. I’m for women’s rights, children’s rights (born and unborn alike), sibcest rights, polygamy rights, and LGBTIAQ+ rights. I’m against acephobia, sibcestophobia, homophobia, transphobia, and ableism. I’m spellbound by Darwinian evolution (evolution by random variation and natural selection) and reject creationism and theistic evolution. I’m aware of the soul and reject physicalism. I believe that humankind is by far the most advanced species currently on Earth, but only by chance, and that species far more sophisticated are possible. I’ve shown that copyright, patent, and other kinds of CoPaKIP (copyright-or-patent-kind intellectual property) violate the rights to freedom of speech, freedom of science and art, and free unfolding of one’s personality and that they’re based on ethical and metaphysical errors. A whole chapter of my mythical saga True Twin Telepaths Go Trick-or-Treating outlines some of my arguments, and I have an upcoming book about the matter going into far more detail. I believe in the universal right to free healthcare and free education (including higher). I’m currently mostly sympathetic to moderate socialism and critical of rampant capitalism, though I recognize the worth of competition and that capitalism has its good sides, such as Elon Musk’s space program. (As for CoPaKIP, it violates both capitalist and socialist principles, as I show in the aforesaid myth.) I’m against imperialism, oppression, and supremacism and for freedom, multiculturalism, and openness. I’m against drugs of almost all sorts (coffee is the only exception I’m thinking of right now), including nicotine and alcohol, though I’m more strongly against marihuana and far more strongly against the harder drugs. I’m also against gambling. I’m strongly against sending the seeds of life (directed panspermia) to objects (e.g. planets and star-forming clouds) that can or will be able to bring forth life of their own, as that would prevent new, original life from arising by itself. Seeding an uninhabited but habitable world or a nebula that’s likely to become one is like putting a foreign embryo into a woman’s womb before she has a chance to beget her own. One of the things most important to me is saving species, including alligator gars, coelacanths, and Venus flytraps, from extinction, protecting the environment, and renaturation.

And last and perhaps greatest … I agree with Stephen Hawking that we must NOT send signals willy-nilly into space without knowing what creeps and crawls around out there. 😰

So I find myself in the rather awkward position of being broadly allied on the issue of abortion with those most of whose other views I oppose. In fact, I don’t get the logic behind the definitions of leftwing and rightwing. As said, I’d classify pro-life as leftist and pro-choice as rightist. Likewise, the right rightfully leans away from living on debt. Then why does it embrace making the worst debt of all: over-exploiting the planet? Often, I just memorize which positions are ascribed to which of the two wings. But it matters little, for as they look in part like jumbled assortments of views to me, I don’t count myself among either.

P.P.S.: Please address me with the vocative (calling case), “Tristan” or “Mr. Laihnazrii”, rather than the nominative (who-case), “Tristanaz” or “Mr. Laihnazrijaz”. Please say or write e.g. “Tristanaz is moderately pro-life” (nominative), “Tristan, how are you?” (vocative), “She heard Tristanan” (accusative, whon-case), “Can I help Tristanai?” (dative, whom-case), “Tristanis/Tristanas arguments are sound” (genitive/possessive, whose-case), and “You can hone your philosophizing skills with Tristanoo” (instrumental, tool case, with-whom-case).

#pro life #pro choice #abortion #human rights #reproductive rights #reproductive freedom #reproductive justice #reproductive health #women's rights #fetus rights #baby rights #ground rights #fundamental rights #animal testing #dignity #incest rights #sibcest rights #sibling marriage #sibcestophobia

[rosavulpes]

Honkai Star Rail Verse :

The Foxian Thief ( Wanted Dead or Alive )

Coming into existence aboard one of the six flagships owned by the Hexafleet of the Xianzhou Alliance . Yoko Kurama was a foxian demon that saw opportunity during the Alliance's numerous wars against the Abundance to further his own power . Stealing relics of power from both the Abundance's fallen , and from the Hunt's dead followers .

Accumulating power steadily with time .

Even going as far as sparking some of the conflicts between the two factions to create distractions that would either weaken , or lure enough the of the Clouds Knights away to ensure minimal security guarding the treasures he was after .

Eventually , his actions would deem him a genuine threat as it was rumored that through his dealings with the Abundance's artifacts ( some even going as far as to say that he'd been able to consult with Yaoshi directly , others with Aha the Elation ) that the white haired foxian had developed his own means of molting rebirth akin to the Vidyadhara .

With his numerous successes causing him to be more brazen with his burglaries in order to gain more notoriety , he'd nearly end up losing his life after being lured to a trap aboard the Xianzhou Luofu . Unable to flee the flagship , and dying , he did indeed utilize his method of molting rebirth but ... not in the way that the Xianzhou Alliance could have expected .

Rather than forming into an egg , in order to be born anew he'd instead embedded his demonic soul inside that of one of the Xianzhou's own . To eventually be reborn as the foxian , Shuichi Minamino many , many centuries later .

Hiding in plain sight .

The Foxian Doctor ( Astral Express's Doctor )

Reborn on the Xianzhou Luofu to the Minamino Family . It was said that the Minamino family was a cursed one , for despite being a long life species , this family in particular had many members that passed away before they could reach their hundredth year of life .

This was due to Yoko Kurama's soul , being passed along with each new generation . Sapping away at their life energy as his means of gradually recovering the power that he'd lost all the while remaining hidden in a state of dormancy to avoid detection by the Alliance .

It would only be during his eventual rebirth as Shuichi Minamino , that he'd arise once more . Albeit with a new name , and a new face .

Due to the love given to him by his mother , and father despite all that he'd taken from them without their knowing he'd decided to live out his life both with and as Shuichi Minamino . As he'd initially planned to disappear , and leave them one his new physical form was of age .

Shuichi initially used to work , and study aboard the Alliance's flagship but as the wars with the Alliance continued , he became concerned that eventually his true identity would come to light which would put his family in harm's way by association .

Joining the Astral Express as a Doctor , he works to send money to his parents aboard the Alliance , and to ensure that his true name , and identity always remain hidden .

#ooc. going to bed for the night #ooc. will get to the asks I received later on in the week #ooc. looking forward to having a long weekend so I can catch up #ooc. expect more replies to be done then ! #ooc. consider this post just a rough draft

[princeescaluswords]

So I'm trying to write a "Scott has enough patience so he becomes the monster everybody kept forcing him to be" fanfic (keyword on the trying lol I'm not good at writing fanfics) and it got me thinking something.

What would make him actually snap, taking all the comments until the point he's tired of being the good guy and for once shut all of those comments down by going to the other side of the cause? I mean, he almost died -and actually died three times which is weird how he's handling it like he's pro at it -that could factor the mental side. The consistent negative comments from the "evil" characters (and from his own pack too wtf bro) so why can't the fandom write him an actual good evil plot??

Scott is smart enough on his own, he got outshined by Stiles and Lydia's since they're a lot smarter academically than Scott's (they dared asking him wtf AP stands for??? Just because he does bad in one class doesn't mean he's bad in every class ya get me? He stupid but he's not everyday stupid) so giving him some moments of darkness, and him actually do a type of "I don't harm innocents but I'll slit your throat if you harm one" type of manipulation evilness then expect me to die because I want that Evil Scott more than the typical Scott is a bad friend/true alpha/beta/hE forCEd [blank] shenanigans

Davis did Scott dirty by not making him bad from the Meet Nemeton Day episode alongside Stiles...full of potential to make Scott actually face his mental and emotional health but they have to make the definitely not supernatural token human jackhammer to become the bad boy of the week.

Sorry for the rant I just want you to know how I feel it could go down if Scott had a few loose screws and go downhill.

I sense the frustration coming off this post and it's something I can empathize with but I feel I have to caution you -- and people who feel as you do -- about a bad habit we fans of Scott fall into. We let fandom's poison color our appreciation of our favorite character.

Peter never said that biting Scott was a mistake, and that he wished he had bitten Stiles that night in the wood. When Peter complained about Scott it's because Scott had too strong a will to fall for his manipulations. His complaints were never about Scott's inadequacies, but about Scott being 'morally bland' and 'incorruptible.' When fandom states that Scott wouldn't have a chance against Peter, the first person in line to disagree would have been Peter, considering his canonical behavior.

Derek didn't resent the Master Plan because he recognized that Scott's actions saved him and his pack. In fact, he chose to learn from Scott and became a better person. Part of that evolution is that he stopped caring about the Hale legacy or revenge; the only reason he came back to Beacon Hills was for Scott. In the end, Scott's influence enabled Derek to become a True Alpha as well. His last words weren't to Stiles or Peter, after all. It's only parts of the fandom that think that Scott took something away from Derek or brainwashed him into a cult.

Theo and the Doctors recognized that the threat to their plans that Scott represented. After all, he was the only one that had to be eliminated. Deucalion told Scott that it was him that Gerard was truly afraid he couldn't beat. This was what was on the screen, and that's the only thing that fans of the show should take into account.

And not just the villains. The Sheriff of Beacon County turned to Scott when the crime was supernatural. Satomi Ito. His mother. Hellhounds. Banshees. Even Stiles. They all believed, even if they were angry with him, that Scott would be able to save the day. They didn't care that he got a D on a test or that he took summer school, because they weren't looking for a reason to dislike him. That's what parts of the fandom do, and for the chance to shift attention to the nearest shitty entitled white boy.

Because Scott did have moments of darkness and violence, no matter how much parts of the fandom want to diminish them, but the difference is he overcame them, no matter how much parts of the fandom want to act as if he didn't. Heroes have something different that marks them as such, and they have had it since humankind first started writing heroic stories. I would tell you what it is, but I'll let Derek say it from The Divine Move (3x24).

DEREK: When there's no chance of winning, he keeps fighting. When all hope is lost, he finds another way. And when he's beat down, he stands up again.

Scott's darkness is Despair. It's the temptation to give up, to recognize that his opponents are too powerful for him to care about other people, that he can't win without becoming like them, that what he wants is forever out of his reach because of what was done to him.

This includes Night School (1x07) when he barely manages to shake off Peter's mental enslavement. This includes Battlefield (2x11) when he has every reason to give into Gerard's manipulations, including his own mother's pleas and threats to Stiles and Allison. This include Motel California (3x06) when he convinces himself that his suicide would be the best thing he can do for everyone else. This includes The Divine Move where he pushes aside the memory of Allison dying in his arms to take care of Stiles while finding a way to win. This includes the entirety of Season 4 to the moment he rips that skull off his head. This includes the end of Status Asthmaticus (5x10), when he asks "why would they come back?" instead of focusing on what was done to him.

This is what happened, in both the show and the movie. This is what this story was about. This is why he is the heroic lead protagonist. This is why we like him, not because he never touched the darkness, but because he did touch the darkness and he rejected it. Well, maybe I'm being too presumptuous, but that's why I like him.

But too often, I think we've allowed ourselves to be blinded by an overwhelming majority of fandom who wanted a white guy instead so much that they'll look for ways to bash Scott. And they have to bash him really hard in order to make the real hero a guy who broke into Scott's house, threw him up against the wall and threatened to kill him on their third meeting and then bit four kids to serve as soldiers in a war. They have to bash really hard in order to make the real hero a guy who was so much of a coward that he worked with the woman who burned his family alive in order to get what he wanted. They have to bash really hard to make the real hero a teenager so fundamentally insecure that he lied to every single person he loved about an accidental death and then worked with there enemies to cover it up, selling his best friend out in the process.

So we spend time defending Scott from these people and their fanon creation -- and don't get me wrong, it's a good thing we do that -- but we have to remember that they are wrong. Absolutely wrong. Because their alternative version comes from banality and racism, and the story they wanted would be full of brutality, selfishness, and the capitulation to the worst instincts of human nature.

So my advice to you is to keep that frustration, but direct it at the media that actually deserves it.

#scott mccall #derek hale #stiles stilinski #peter hale #scott mccall defense squad #teen wolf fandom problems #fandom racism

[docgold13]

365 Marvel Comics Paper Cut-Out SuperHeroes - One Hero, Every Day, All Year…

July 6th - Jane Foster, The Mighty Thor

Jane Foster lost her mother to cancer at a young age and it had a profound effect on her, leading the young woman to pursue a career in medicine.  She would go on to become an accomplished oncologist and trained as a nurse assisting Doctor Donald Blake.  Blake was actually the human guise of the godly Avenger known as Thor Odinson.  

Jane and Donald ended up falling in love with one another.  Jane came to learn Donald’s true identity as Thor and their romance led to her becoming embroiled in all manner of perilous adventures.  The two eventually grew apart and Jane returned to her pursuit of a career in medicine.  She would later become the personal physician to Tony Stark.    

Some time thereafter, Jane was diagnosed with stage three breast cancer.  Her prognosis was quite dire and she entered into an aggressive chemotherapy treatment.  At the time, Thor Odinson had lost confidence in his sense of being worthy to wield the magical hammer, Mjolnir.  The hammer remained on the moon where its essence telepathically reached out to Jane.  Jane was unable to resist the hammer’s call and, with the aide of Heimdall, she traveled to the moon.  There she lifted Mjolnir and was magically transformed into the Mighty Thor.  In this new form, Jane was physically enhanced and her cancer was apparently cured.  

Learning to wield Mjolnir, Jane battled Malekith the Accursed.  Odinson initially attempted to regain Mjolnir from this apparent usurper.  Upon discovering her true identity, however, Odinson accepted her as the hammer’s rightful owner and fought at her side against the various threats toward Asgard and Midgard.  

Throughout her adventures, Jane came to learn that her transformations into Thor did not cure her of her cancer; to the contrary her time as Thor actually inhibited the effects of the chemotherapy and worsened the disease.  In short, the more time Jane spent as Thor, the faster the cancer metastasized.   The threat became so severe that Dr. Strange advised that one more adventure as Thor would most likely prove fatal to Jane.  

Jane chose to sacrifice herself, becoming Thor one last time in order to defend Asgard from the threat of Mangog.  Following a fierce battle, Jane ultimately succeeded in vanquishing the villain.  She then transformed back into her human self and passed away in the arms of Odinson.            

Jane’s spirit was accepted into the halls of Valhalla where she could finally find peace.  During the War of The Realms event, however, Jane was once more called into action and asked to become a Valkyrie and defend Midgard from the Frost Giants.  

Jane has featured in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, portrayed by actress Natalie Portman.  The mighty heroine first appeared in the pages of Journey Into Mystery #84 (1962).  

#365 Marvel Comics Heroes #Jane Foster #Mighty Thor #Natalie Portman #cut-out #paper art

[thephantomcasebook]

“heard that this actress who became very famous for playing a mother in a big tv show got blacklisted by the same cable channel for spilling way too much information about some of the backstage conditions of work and her dislike of the highly controversial ending”

pseudonym: hbo feud

Could this be about Livvy aka our white feminism queen ?

Huh ...

I actually think they're talking about Emilia Clarke. She wasn't exactly shy about her veiled feelings for Season 8.

However, I'm assuming you're talking about Olivia Cooke and the "Blood and Cheese" incident.

To be fair, if what I understand about the big controversy was that in "Blood and Cheese" the original script - as drafted by Sara Hess - involved a graphic Anal rape scene of Alicent with some pretty degenerate dialogue. From what I heard, the person who took a look at it commented that the script read like the writer was self-inserting themselves to rape Alicent as some sort of revenge against conservative/religious women. It was pretty fucked up.

So, on the front, I actually don't blame Olivia Cooke for refusing to do it and clashing with the producers. I don't think they kept it, cause, I know that GRRM stepped in and rebroke and rewrote "Blood and Cheese" personally after the dust up.

That being said, if it's true, Olivia Cooke handled the situation in the absolutely wrong way. Like, if there's a way to handle a situation with tact and class ... Cooke went the complete opposite end. Which doesn't surprise me in the least bit.

I'm convinced that Olivia Cooke is just straight retarded.

I cannot put into coherent words how absolutely, monumentally, stupid she is. An entitled, self-righteous, narcissist. I saw an interview with her where she said her personal pet peeve was "injustice" ... INJUSTICE! What does that even mean? - Other than being a self-important self-aggrandizing twat. What, putting the toilet paper roll on the wrong side was just to obvious? What are we talking about out here? Also the fact that she was quoted as saying that as long she has "The women and the gays" that she' doesn't need anyone else to watch her. The two demographics that are not the core audience of a majority of her projects ... the arrogance is fucking astounding. To openly say that as long as she panders to corporate camouflage that she doesn't have to worry about anyone else.

She's mentally fucking deficient.

I say all of that to say that I can absolutely see this pampered and entitled white London actress with luxury politics and Corporate backed values doing something as monumentally stupid as going over producers heads to contact HBO front office and Warner Brothers executives to basically threaten the studio's only successful show with scandal and controversy to get her way.

How do you think that a studio in 50 Billion Dollars of debt and on the verge of bankruptcy is going to treat that threat? Anyone with the basic idea of how Hollywood and entertainment works is gonna know that they're going to give her what she wants in the short term and fuck her as long as she lives.

There is a 100 better ways to have handled that situation ... and it took the genius professor with the doctorate in bimbo feminism to find the complete ass backward way of doing it.

So, like I said, I'd absolutely see Olivia Cooke torpedoing her career based on entitlement and unrealistic self-importance of her white leftist feminism.

But, like I said, I'm pretty sure they're talking about Emilia Clarke. She hasn't been doing a lot lately.

[lolitystories]

Don't let me down 5 : Your destiny.

A few days later…

"Hello ?"

"Hello ? Um… Sara, it’s Dana.”

“I know, I saw your name come up.”

"...Are you ok ?"

"Yes and you ?"

“I’m fine… But…”

"...Something is wrong ?"

“It's about Miguel, it's been several days since I saw him, he's not at home, has he spent the last few days at work ? He's not answering his phone."

“I saw him at work yes, there was a big incident…”

“Oh, Spider-Man ?”

It had been a week since everyone had been talking about it, a hero appeared out of nowhere.

First of all, Sara and Miguel made people believe it was Aaron, to remove all suspicion from them.

"What is that ?"

Sara asked, looking at the horrible costume Miguel had put on.

“This is a costume I wore for Halloween.”

“Is this a fake spider-man suit ?”

“I’m not a hero, so I might as well keep going…”

“Miguel…”

He was angry, but she understood, he hadn't asked to be in this situation and she felt guilty.

“If you wanted to become Spider-Man so much, all you had to do was get this fusion…”

“...”

Miguel wanted to find a solution to get rid of his powers, but as Sara had said, there was no cure, and even if he wanted to stay in the shadows, he found himself, despite himself, in fight against the city's most dangerous criminals.

He could no longer turn a blind eye to the actions of Tyler Stone and his associates, they were a threat to the world and had to be stopped.

Wanted by the authorities and hero of minorities, he had indeed become Spider-Man.

“Yes, Mr. Stone is on edge and there is a lot of work to do…”

“I see… If you see Miguel, can you tell him that I’m worried ?”

"Of course."

“Thank you, oh, one more thing.”

“Mmm?”

“How come Lyla is at his house? She was the one who told me he wasn’t available.”

“I gave him Lyla’s code, it’s more practical for work, for the rest I don’t know.”

"...All right."

“Goodbye Dana.”

Sara hung up and bit her nails.

She was in the hospital waiting room.

If only she knew...

**

A few hours earlier...

During a clash with public security, Miguel was shot, he was in a flying car, with Sara, they managed to escape but his condition was critical.

“Shit… No, Miguel stay with me!”

“...”

"No no no no no…"

She could no longer drive.

“Lyla!”

she cried desperately.

*What should I do ?*

“Automatic driving, to the hospital, he needs to see a doctor quickly !”

*Right away.*

"I’m in pain…"

“I know Miguel, I know… We’re going to the hospital.”

“No… They’re going to hurt me… Everyone wants to hurt me and I hurt everyone.”

“...”

Sara hugged him tighter to her.

“That’s not true…I’m here Miguel.”

“No…I’m going to hurt you again…”

Again ?

“Sara… It’s dark, where are you?”

“I’m here, Miguel you need to stay awake.”

“I’m exhausted…I…I don’t want to be alone anymore.”

He closed his eyes.

“Miguel ? Miguel !”

**

Arriving at the hospital, they were greeted by a very familiar nurse.

"Mom…"

"Oh no…"

“He tried to… We were…”

Her mother rushed towards them.

“Prepare the room ! NOW !"

Other nurses arrived to take him away.

“We’ll take care of it, stay here okay?”

"Okay…"

She didn't dare say or do anything more... What could she do anyway?

**

During his long sleep, Miguel had dreamed of that night after graduation.

This night which had sealed his destiny.

“...Miguel?”

“Hi Dana, if you’re looking for Gabi he’s just…”

“No, it’s you I was looking for.”

He raised an eyebrow.

“I plan to break up with him, to be with you.”

Miguel sighed.

“Dana, I already told you, this won’t work.”

"But why ?"

“Because you don’t want me for the right reasons. And me neither."

“But you like me and I like you too. I understand you, you need me and I care about you.”

“...”

“What more do you need ?”

Suddenly, Miguel's gaze was drawn to something else.

His eyes almost lit up, and Dana followed his gaze, noticing Sara.

Dana laughed nervously.

“Wait… Do you have a crush on Sara ?”

“...”

“But that won’t work. Miguel… I don’t want to see you suffer.”

“How do you know?”

“...Because she doesn’t love you.”

“...”

Dana came and placed her hands on his cheeks, forcing him to look at her.

"She's my best friend. That’s why I want to spare you this…”

“Dana I…”

“I know you are alone, that no one can fill this void in your heart, but… I love you Miguel.”

She leaned closer to kiss him.

“I love you Miguel and I only want you.”

**

"What does it matter ?"

"I'm just wondering... Why did you lie ?"

"...Because I love you, and I didn't want to lose you, you would have chosen her back then wouldn't you ?"

"...And now you're scared, because she came back... Tell me, is this what happened with Xina too?"

"...No."

"..."

"But... Now... You love me ? Don't you ?"

“Yes Dana, I love you.”

She smiled, relieved.

“But no more lies.”

“No more lies.”

She said, before kissing him.

"I'm sorry."

**

"How is he ?"

Sara asked, seeing her mother arrive.

"...He's fine, but he needs to rest."

She sighed in relief.

"You now... Are you hurt ?"

"Just a little, that’s nothing..."

"Where ?"

“My chest, but don’t worry mom it’s nothing.”

“Were you hit !?”

"No...It's...Since Miguel was hit..."

Her mother froze and looked at her more closely.

“Is this the first time this has happened ?”

"No...I think it's just stress."

Her mother had an idea in mind, and she hoped she was wrong.

“Tell me... Can you tell me how all this started ?”

**

Miguel opened his eyes, his whole body hurt.

"Where..."

He stood up suddenly.

"Slowly, your suit absorbed a lot of the attack, but you need to rest."

"You... Mrs. Parker ?"

“Good to see you again Miguel, even if I would have liked it to be in better conditions.”

"..."

She helped him lie down again.

“Don’t worry, my daughter has already told me everything, this last days must not have been easy…”

"...I'm sorry."

"I know. But it's not your fault... Part of me knew... That my husband wouldn't come back. But... I didn't want Sara to lose hope."

She turned her head to look at Sara, asleep in the chair next to the bed.

Miguel was surprised, she seemed exhausted and it was obvious she wasn't sleeping well.

“She stayed there?”

"Yes, no matter what I did, she wanted to wait for you to wake up. She's very sorry for it..."

"For what ?"

"...Since she was little, my husband and I have told her how her grandmother, and her great-grandfather, saved the world, the Avengers, the multiverse... I think. .. That we put a lot of pressure on her shoulders. She was born without powers, her father could still hang on the walls... But she complemented her talents with her knowledge, she wanted to help and was afraid to be useless."

"..."

“Her grandmother died in front of her eyes, to protect her. Believe it or not, but at the time she hated heroes, because they stole her family and the chance to have a normal life. But when my mother-in-law risked her life to protect her, she understood that there was more important."

“More important than what ?”

“Thinking about yourself... The fact that you find yourself with this gift...”

“You call that a gift ?”

"...It all depends on how you use it. In the eyes of some, you will be a monster, like most men in the end. Monsters only exist because of fear. The fear of the unknown. A monster is not born from a simple appearance... We judge a man by his actions. Because even the devil is capable of the most beautiful words."

She took his hand, and despite the claws, he didn't hurt her.

"It's a part of you now. And you won't be able to accept others, to feel love towards those close to you, until you accept yourself."

“I don’t want to hurt them.”

She smiled sadly at him.

“The only person you’re hurting right now is you.”

"..."

“Rest and don’t worry, your secret identity will be well guarded here.”

**

Thanks to his new powers, Miguel healed quickly, he was able to leave the next day. As he was leaving the building, he met a young boy, who was holding a Spider-Man stuffed animal in his hands.

"He's a patient of my mother... He..."

Sara began.

"Yes, I remember... The vulture was going to crash a car into him..."

"..."

They then left, after thanking her mother.

“Lyla…”

*Yes Ms. Parker?*

"Miguel's spider... It's the spider, from which our family gets its powers..."

*Yes, they know that.*

"..."

*Should I tell them something?*

"No... Take care of them."

*That’s already what I do !”

Sara's mother watched them leave with a heavy heart.

Now they were linked by destiny.

**

"Okay, I... I'll let you rest."

“Wait Sarah…”

"..."

"It's not your fault."

"..."

"It's not your fault that... I became like this."

She looked away.

“It’s not your fault that…”

"I know..."

Her voice sounded exhausted, she hadn't slept in a while.

"Do you want to come in ?"

She looked at the building nervously.

"You need some rest."

He placed a hand on her shoulder and she sighed, a few tears were about to fall, but she held them back, as they entered.

She insisted to take the sofa and it was only once she was lying down that she realized how exhausted she was.

“Are you sure you don’t want the bed ?”

She shook her head, keeping her eyes closed.

It was dark in the room, since his eyes couldn't stand normal light anymore, but she didn't mind, at least he couldn't see her tears.

Miguel was sitting at the foot of the sofa, he held out his hand towards the one she had dropped.

“Miguel…”

"Yes ?"

"...I have to go...To my father's grave."

"..."

"I... My mother already..."

"Don't worry. I'll come with you."

"...Thanks."

They remained in silence like before, it wasn't unpleasant, it would take time, but... Little by little, things would end up getting better.

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#miguel o'hara #miguel spiderverse #miguel x oc #miguel o'hara x reader #atsv miguel

[phantom-le6]

Film Review - Black Adam

Our 2022 film reviews remain with Warner Brother and DC again, but now we head back to cinema releases as we consider the Dwayne Johnson passion project that is Black Adam…

Plot (as adapted from Wikipedia):

In 2600 BC, the tyrannical king Ahk-Ton of Kahndaq enslaves his people to mine the mythical metal Eternium, using it to forge the Crown of Sabbac to attain power and invincibility. After attempting to stage a revolt against Ahk-Ton, a young slave boy is chosen as champion by the Council of Wizards, transforming him into an adult superhero. He kills Ahk-Ton, ending his reign.

In the present day, Kahndaq is oppressed by the criminal organization Intergang, as Adrianna Tomaz, an archaeologist, tries to locate the Crown of Sabbac with her brother Karim and colleagues Samir and Ishmael. Inside the tomb, Adrianna obtains the crown, but the Intergang troops kill Samir. As a last resort, she reads an incantation that awakens the ancient champion Teth-Adam from slumber. US government official Amanda Waller deems Adam a threat; after he slaughters the Intergang troops, she contacts the Justice Society to apprehend him. Justice Society members Hawkman, Doctor Fate, Cyclone and Atom Smasher stop Adam's killing spree and explain to Adrianna that Adam was not a saviour but an imprisoned killer.

Ishmael reveals himself as the leader of Intergang's Kahndaq division and kidnaps Adrianna's son Amon, who has hidden the crown, as Ishmael reveals himself to be the last descendant of Ahk-Ton. The group finds the crown and gives it back to save Amon. Ishmael attempts to shoot Amon, causing Adam to lose control, killing Ishmael and wounding Amon.

Guilt-ridden, Adam flees and reveals to Hawkman that Kahndaq's champion was actually his son Hurut, who was killed by Ahk-Ton's assassins, who also had killed his mother. Having been given Hurut's powers to save his life, Adam, blinded by grief and rage, murdered Ahk-Ton and destroyed his palace. Deemed unworthy by the Council of Wizards, Adam killed them all in retaliation except for Shazam, who imprisoned him along with the crown.

Feeling incapable of becoming a true hero, Adam surrenders and the Justice Society takes him to a secret underwater Task Force X black site in Antarctica, where Emilia Harcourt places him in stasis. Fate again has a premonition of Hawkman's impending death. The Justice Society realizes Ishmael tricked Adam into killing him in order to be reborn as Sabbac, the champion of the six eponymous demons (Satan, Aym, Belial, Beelzebub, Asmodeus, and Crateis)

When Sabbac summons the Legions of Hell to terrorize Kahndaq, the Justice Society unsuccessfully attempts to stop Sabbac. Fate believes that Hawkman's death can be avoided with his sacrifice and fights Sabbac alone. Fate uses astral projection to release Adam before he (Fate) is killed by Sabbac. Meanwhile, Amon, Adrianna and Karim rally the people to fight the Legions of Hell. Sabbac overpowers Hawkman, but Adam arrives in time to kill Sabbac, causing the Legions of Hell to disappear. The Justice Society departs on good terms with Adam, who destroys the old throne in the belief that Kahndaq needs a protector, not a ruler. He adopts a new name: Black Adam.

In a mid-credits scene, Waller warns Adam against leaving Kahndaq and sends Superman, who offers to negotiate with him.

Review:

Apparently despite turning a worldwide profit against its production budget, Black Adam failed to break even with its overall expenses, and was also negatively received by critics, make it both a commercial and critical failure.  However, as I’ve said many times before, film critics generally don’t know their superhero comics and can’t effectively judge anything adapted from that source material.  Consequently, their opinions tend to be less accurate in judging this genre.  Now my own knowledge of superhero lore runs thin in terms of some of the characters this film uses, but I know enough to bring a slightly more informed perspective to bear, and honestly, while this film isn’t quite a total train wreck, it’s very close to one.

So, where does the film go wrong?  Firstly, Dwayne Johnson in the lead role.  He’s bald where Black Adam is supposed to have hair, and appears to be the one person from the film’s fictional middle eastern setting speaking with an American accent.  Costume, build and skin-tone may be correct, and I suppose the hair is strictly a cosmetic issue, but the accent is a big let-down.  I’d rather have seen Johnson either put in the effort to adopt an accent befitting the character’s place of origin, or step aside to let another person play the role that can manage the accent and aesthetic of the character better.

The portrayal of the character is also problematic at times because it resorts to cliché humour, largely encouraged by fanboy-like character Amon.  This aspect of the film shows how unsuited those working on this film were to do so, and plays into the hands of anti-superhero intellectual snobs in Hollywood that disdain superhero lore on sight.  Superhero story-telling is actually very rich and substantive when the right people tell the right story, and it deserves better than this.  We also have racial shifts in the casting of Hawkman and Cyclone, which could have been better handled if other members of the Justice Society had been included, and that’s assuming they should have been included at all.

The film’s second issue after casting and portrayals is the over-abundance of elements not really allowing each other proper screen-time to be covered better.  With the Justice Society included, we don’t get to develop Black Adam, reducing him to a flashy figurehead of the film with little substance, not unlike the wrestling pantomime acting Johnson originally hails from.  With Black Adam head-lining the film, there’s no room for a wider Justice Society roster.  We get Hawkman but no Hawkgirl and no reference to their arc as lovers cursed to die upon finding each other and then be resurrected again and again.  We get no other major JSA characters, including people of colour like Mr Terrific that would save the film having to race-shift other characters.  Moreover, the Justice Society’s intrusion in the film prevents Black Adam from showcasing his own iteration of the Shazam family.

In comics, Black Adam has allies who share his power just as Billy Batson shares his powers with his foster family.  We actually see these characters in the film by way of mother-and-son Adrianna and Amon, but neither is granted any powers.  Doubtless this is because the film is trying to take a different approach to the comics, since Adrianna is originally a slave that is freed by Black Adam and Amon was subject to some kind of torture prior to gaining his powers.  However, the fact remains that seeing Black Adam share his power and keeping the JSA out, or having the JSA be the focal characters and having Black Adam be an initial adversary, would have been better options than we received.  I just hope James Gunn’s new DC continuity will learn from these errors on future projects.

Now for some good points.  First, Pierce Brosnan as Doctor Fate is brilliant and brings a level of gravitas to the film that not everyone else can manage.  This off-sets Johnson’s leading performance enough to keep the film watchable, as does the fact that the film covers a couple of rare issues for superhero films.  One is that of western society only interfering in the affairs of other nations when they consider those other nations to be either a threat or someone to exploit.  This is an interestingly apt commentary on the foreign policy of many nations in the past several decades, and is probably part of the adverse reaction against the film, not unlike the impact of the Hiroshima aftermath scene from MCU film the Eternals.

The other issue that gets some discussion in the film is the question of whether or not heroes kill.  This is something live-action superhero films seldom touch on compared to their animated counter-parts, which is surprising considering the level of debate that exists on the subject in the source material.  With Black Adam being an historically villainous character, whose more modern incarnations are more anti-hero in nature, he is naturally in favour of lethal force while the Justice Society, as classic heroes that date back to DC’s founding in the 1940’s, are very much against it.  However, the debate in the film isn’t all that deep, and the Justice Society gets a little too comfortable letting Black Adam remain active with such a lethal intent for my liking.  Then again, this Justice Society also seems to be working for Amanda Waller, something that would never happen in any DC lore I’ve read to date.

So, overall, we get an ok film that has some rare moments of substance and an incredible Pierce Brosnan performance, but otherwise picked the wrong lead actor and tried to do too much in its time-frame.  Next time, DC, either do Black Adam or the JSA, not both, and pick better actors or at least spring for an accent coach.  Also, stop putting fanboys in the middle with stupid suggestions about catchphrases, etc.  If you’re going to be serious about superhero films, then be serious about them.  Otherwise, stop making them.  6 out of 10 is all I can consider this one to be worth, and that’s largely based on how well Pierce Brosnan did.

#film review #dceu #black adam

[silentknives]

NAME: Emily Beckett ALIAS / NICKNAMES: Silent Knives, Em AGE: mid to late 20's ( verse dependent ) ETHNICITY: British / Chinese DOB: September 12, 1757 SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Demisexual ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Biromantic OCCUPATION: Hunter / Assassin / ROGUE ( verse dependent ) ALIGNMENT: True Neutral

STRENGTHS: patient, honest, caring, compassionate, introspective, observant, witty, intelligent WEAKNESSES: perfectionist, self-destructive, overly-cautious, overcritical, reclusive, stubborn, cynical

FAMILY: 

Mother – in London ( missing ) A seamstress. Archeologist for Isu artifacts & sites. Father – in Boston. A doctor. Distant descendant of Shao Jun.

* APPEARANCE.

FC: Jessica Henwick BODY BUILD: Slender, but athletic HEIGHT: 5′6″ HAIR: Dark brown; straight, but a little wavy towards the ends; shoulder length EYE COLOR: Brown

* BACKGROUND.

Born in London to parents Elias Beckett & Li Min. At the age of four, Emily and Elias traveled across the Atlantic and moved to Boston, leaving Emily’s mother, Li, behind due to “personal reasons”. Unbeknownst to Emily, Li comes from a long line of Assassins in China. Li did not become an Assassin, but affiliated herself with the Chinese Brotherhood as an archeologist for Isu sites and artifacts. Due to the Templar’s possession of a stolen Isu artifact in London, Li was tasked to stay behind and keep an eye on the artifact until her kin could safely retrieve it back to their homeland.

Meanwhile, in Boston, Emily grew up to become a hunter & trader. Initially it wasn’t by choice, but as a way to make ends meet. The reason she and her father moved across the ocean was because the crown needed Elias’ medical expertise — specifically for the troops stationed there. Elias was one of the best doctors back home, and then eventually, in Boston. While his care catered to the soldiers, he never turned away a patient. He didn’t discriminate any who needed his care — this included Patriots and Loyalists alike. When tensions in the colonies arose, so did the threats. He was threatened that if he helped those who rebelled against the crown, he would be arrested and, possibly, deported. Not unless he exclusively treats British soldiers only. To keep Emily safe and out of politics, he reluctantly agrees.

Emily very much opposed the decision, but there was not much else she could do. Instead, she started rebelling in her own way — naturally helping those who got refused care. She had basic medical knowledge, thanks to her father. She knew how to treat & stitch up wounds and making medication for common ailments. It worked for a while, but stopped when she got threatened too. If she continued, her father would suffer her consequences. After discussing their options, she decided it would be best to leave Boston and lay low in the Frontier. That would mean keeping her father safe, but unable to see him often. In the meantime, she decided to become a hunter & trader for the next several years — to harvest medical materials and providing financial aid for her father. Just until she could figure out how to free her father from the British’s grasp.

In the years following, she was met with a couple of secret organizations that seemed to have aligned with her goals & morals. First, she was intrigued with the ASSASSINS, who valued freedom & free will for humanity. Then she was intrigued by the TEMPLARS’ ideals, which was to bring balance to humanity through control. At separate points of her life, she had become both — an agent of freedom and an agent of balance. But there came a time where neither served her anymore; when she realized that neither would fully set their differences aside and work towards a common goal. When she realized the beauty and corruption of both sides of the coin. It was then that she decided she was better off on her own, to work for herself, and to ensure a difference be made for humanity on her own terms.

Emily became ROGUE, willingly helping either side if it meant bringing true balance.

* PERSONALITY.

Emily presents herself as a reserved, aloof, and somewhat of a shy person. She grew up sheltered, with only having her father to keep her company throughout most of her formative years. But as she got older, she started opening up and grew more comfortable talking to people. It was especially apparent when it came to defending helpless people. This also made her rebellious by nature — she doesn’t easily conform to societal norms, mostly in terms of gender roles. She received a lot of criticism for it, but for the most part, she doesn’t care. Because of that, Emily can appear to be unapproachable. However, once someone starts a conversation with her, she’s friendly and easy to talk to. Once she’s comfortable with someone, and befriends them, she’s full of warm smiles. She’s sarcastic, cracks jokes, and has a quick wit.

Overall, Emily is a kind, humble, and gentle person who also has a strong sense of JUSTICE. Her patience is unprecedented; she will almost always keep her composure. She’s also very meticulous about certain things, such as her knives and dagger collection.

While she usually carries herself with a calm and collected demeanor, she also has her moments of turmoil. ANGER simmers deep inside her. For a while, she didn’t know why she had become so angry. Over the years, she felt it was because she had failed a lot of people. She is often very hard on herself, and that’s just part of her perfectionist nature. She’s angry mostly at herself for not doing enough, but the occasional oppressors will do the trick too. In the case that something DOES bother her, she shuts down emotionally. She becomes a steel wall. Whatever problems are brewing inside, stays inside. But if someone were to challenge her patience enough, she would NOT be forgiving. While she believes that violence should never be committed without a valid reason, if she’s caught in a bad mood, she will not hesitate to hurt anyone if they challenged her. This deep-seeded anger has to go somewhere, and sometimes, she enjoys beating the absolute shit out of someone. Otherwise, she just resorts to sparring or training to help release some steam.

When she’s on missions ( as an Assassin or Templar, or neither ) she’s solemn, cold-hearted, and a bit too calculated. She tries to detach herself from her emotions, and her attitude towards missions are to keep things short, simple, and straight to the point. Her main motive is to keep her loved ones safe, so she would rather not risk doing anything too brash that would cause consequence to them. While she doesn’t blindly follow the rules, she also understands that there is a necessity to have some structure and foundation with everything. 

Which is why keeping the BALANCE is so important to her; it is an integral part of her entire being. She understands the consequences of her actions. Sometimes she understands too much to the point where she’s paralyzed to make a decision. But that also makes it easy for her to weigh her options, find out which is the lesser of the two evils.

* COMBAT.

STRENGTHS: stealth, speed, close range, patience. WEAKNESSES: less power / physical strength, less armor. WEAPONS: hidden blade, throwing knives, dual daggers, rope darts, poison darts, pistol ABILITIES: Emily inherited the Eagle Vision ability from her mother’s bloodline. ADDITIONAL SKILLS: basic medical knowledge — how to treat, stitch up, and dress wounds. how to make medicine for common ailments.

#( BIO. )

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'Doctor Who’s trilogy of 60th anniversary specials wraps up with ‘The Giggle’. But don’t let the name fool you: the Fourteenth Doctor’s (David Tennant) swansong outing isn’t exactly a barrel of laughs.

This won’t necessarily come as a shock. Sure, the first 60th anniversary special, ‘The Star Beast’, was a largely upbeat affair. But there was nevertheless a dark undercurrent to proceedings.

The second special, ‘Wild Blue Yonder’, took this bleak vibe even further, forcing the Doctor and Donna Noble (Catherine Tate) to confront an existential threat, both literally and figuratively.

And now, with ‘The Giggle’, showrunner Russell T Davies delves even deeper into darkness. Indeed, the third and final Doctor Who 60th anniversary special‘s atmosphere is predominantly somber, not self-congratulatory – a reckoning with the franchise’s longevity more than a celebration of it.

An old Doctor Who foe returns in The Giggle

Picking up where ‘Wild Blue Yonder’ left off, ‘The Giggle’ sees the Doctor and Donna on the trail of a ventriloquist dummy whose creepy chuckle has driven the entire planet insane. This leads them to the Toymaker (Neil Patrick Harris): a being of limitless power with an old grudge against the Doctor.

What follows is as close as we get to the kind of end-of-the-world, high-stakes extravaganza many fans were expecting going into the Doctor Who 60th anniversary specials. There’s rioting in the streets, UNIT control rooms, and even a gigantic laser cannon – all that fun stuff.

Yet, ultimately, Davies and director Chanya Button stop short of recreating the same blockbuster spectacle that defined 50th anniversary special ‘The Day of the Doctor’. They don’t even try, since the circumstances involved – a season’s worth of episodes to set the stage versus three bumper-sized installments – simply wouldn’t allow it.

That’s no bad thing, either.

Like all long-running franchises, Doctor Who will always reflect the current mood, and the mood in 2023 is decidedly different from that of 2013. That’s true of both Doctor Who, coming off the back of Jodie Whittaker’s polarizing tenure in the TARDIS, and the world itself, now more divided than ever after a global pandemic.

Viewed through this lens, Davies’ decision to bring back the visibly older Tennant as a Time Lord who’s finally running out of puff – in more ways than one – is an effective bit of meta-commentary.

A bittersweet farewell to one of Doctor Who’s great duos

It also lends an extra layer of pathos to Tennant’s already brilliant performance. Throughout the highs and lows of the Doctor Who 60th anniversary specials, the Scottish star has remained dependably excellent as the Fourteenth Doctor. It’s a shame to see him go in ‘The Giggle’ – but then, that’s as it should be.

It’s equally sad to part ways with Donna again, too. Tennant and Tate’s obvious affection for each other once again colors their scenes in ‘The Giggle’, heightening the humor or heart as required. The former is especially important, given the pall that hangs over much of the special.

Predictably, Neil Patrick Harris’ hyper-camp take on the Toymaker also injects some welcome levity into ‘The Giggle’. That said, the omnipotent baddie is easily the weakest aspect of the third Doctor Who anniversary special.

That’s not a knock against Harris, who’s suitably sinister in the role – and makes great use of his theatrical gifts during a memorable, Everything Everywhere All at Once-esque set piece. It’s more the fault of Davies and Button, who saddle the How I Met Your Mother veteran with an overblown accent (a plot point, not a performer choice) and undercooked motivations.

We get that the Toymaker is out for revenge in ‘The Giggle’, and we get how he’s going to achieve it. But it all feels a bit thin, as though the showrunner and director are telling us the Toymaker is a big deal without actually doing the work to make us understand why.

Doctor Who: The Giggle review score: 4/5

But then, the battle with the Toymaker isn’t really the point of ‘The Giggle’; appraising and, hopefully, resetting Doctor Who‘s place in the world is. In this, Davies, Button, and the cast and crew succeed.

Indeed, for all its gloom, the third and final Doctor Who 60th anniversary special is ultimately a fitting tribute to the franchise’s past and future – even if the laughs (and cheers) are few and far between.'

#The Giggle #The Star Beast #Wild Blue Yonder #David Tennant #Catherine Tate #Doctor Who #Donna Noble #60th Anniversary #Russell T. Davies #Chanya Button #Neil Patrick Harris #The Toymaker #UNIT #The Day of the Doctor #How I Met Your Mother

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Adamantus (7/12)

Adamantus | saratogaroad rating: G+ total wordcount:  15,328 characters: Aulea Lucis Caelum, Regis Lucis Caelum, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Ardyn Lucis Caelum relationships: Aulea/Regis, Aulea & Noctis other tags: Mother-Son Relationship, Character Death, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence warnings: Character Death Starts The Plot

When Noctis is three years old, Regis takes ill. The doctor tells her that he will recover, that all will be well.

It isn't.

Aulea Lucis Caelum is left to raise a son on her own, knowing that a Kingdom depends on her strength and will to survive.

She will not lose him, too.

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Ardyn is the very picture of nobility and manners, raised with princely bearing and aged into the mindset of a king. He thanks the staff when they bring tea, allows himself to be searched for weapons without complaint, and keeps his hands to himself even without the threat of the Queensglaive in the room. He is settled, patient, calm.

And yet, Aulea thinks, and yet he is something more than human. The golden lights of Etro's blessing cling to him like fireflies on a summer night, death clinging to a man most assuredly alive. How he has lived this long, she does not know. Izunia Lucis Caelum, the founder king, was king nearly 2000 years ago. Anyone who once lived alongside him cannot still be alive. And yet, he has not denied her accusation, not called her words the ravings of a desperate woman. He sits across a small table from her, golden eyes gleaming.

"I will admit," he begins after stirring two lumps of sugar and a little dash of cream into his teacup, "You have caught me quite off guard. You know so very much about me, and yet I know nothing of you." He picks up his cup and almost toasts her with it. "How ever did you come to find me out?"

Aulea's hands tremble as she reaches for her own cup, no sugar, no cream. The china rattles until she can get a good grip.

"You have your brother's nose," She says. Ardyn stops mid-sip and stares at her. She gathers her courage, remembers what she fights for, and continues on, "And the name Izunia is an old name, Lucian in origin." She squares her shoulders. "No man of Niflheim would carry it with such pride."

She sips her tea as if they're simply talking about the weather, as if she's not staring Death personified in the face, and the room grows silent but for their breathing.

Slowly, a minute ticks by. Two. Arydn lowers his tea cup.

"You are a clever one, Aulea Lucis Caelum," he says softly. "The name is quite old indeed, and hails from Lucis. A little hamlet in what is now Duscae, to be precise." His eyes grow distant, perhaps haunted. "My dear twin...would that he could see his line now."

Aulea remembers the whispers within the Crystal, the Kings and Queens of Yore that had thrown their magic behind her when she faced Bahamut, doubtlessly at Regis' behest. When she looks at Ardyn now, she too has to wonder what they would think of this mess she has found herself in.

"I would hope he would be proud," She replies kindly, "But you would know him best."

"...So I once thought." Ardyn replies, coming back to himself. He looks at her again and seems to truly see her. "Tell me, Majesty. What do you know of the Prophecy of the Stone?" He asks her in that same soft tone.

"Enough," Aulea replies, teacup still warming her hands. "The King of Kings is to slay the Accursed and cleanse the Crystal of its blight to return light to Eos." The porcelian clicks against her wedding band, and she loosens her tight grip on the poor cup. "Sacrificing his life in the process. My son is the would be King of Kings, and I am willing to guess you are the Accursed."

Ardyn huffs out something that, in another life, could have been a laugh. Somehow it sounds more like a curse than anything now.

"The sorry end to a most sordid tale, but all true, my clever queen." He raises an eyebrow and sits back in his chair. He runs his thumb over the edge of his cup. "Lucis Caelum I was born, and Lucis Caelum I shall die."

With her son as the weapon. Aulea sets her teacup down before her tight grip can crack it. The Gods did something to this man, perhaps, casting him down from his family. It is his word and his word alone now, and she cannot trust it so easily. Not with something so important at stake. Even so, she tells herself, there is no one left to ask.

"I have no intention of allowing my son to die killing you, so if you wish this plan to go through you'd best just kill me now."

Ardyn blinks at her for what must be the fifth time in as many minutes, lips parted just slightly.

Then he laughs.

"No love lost between you and the Six, hm?"

"Me and mine owe Shiva a debt, but the Gods," She nearly spits, "would see my son sacrificed and my people wasted, all to clean up their own damned mess. If this is at all true, then you deserve peace, Chancellor, but I shall not see my son die to do it."

There's a glimmer of something in his eyes, something he can't name. Respect? Awe? She wants none of it. She wants her son to live into his teens, his twenties, to fall in love and grieve and live until there is more gray in his hair than black and it is only because he has aged that way.

She does not want Ardyn's respect any more than she wants to outlive her child. If he sees that, if he understands that, he does not say.

"And what if I were to tell you, Queen Aulea," He inclines his chin at her, a glimmer of respect beginning to strengthen in his voice, "That there were another way? That perhaps, simply perhaps, there is a way to end my miserable existence and keep your son from perishing in the process?"

She tries to temper the hope in her heart, tries not to pin all her hope on this, on the words of a man who has lived beyond even the eldest catoplebas, and yet...she crosses her hands on her lap, clenching them tightly together.

"What if I were to tell you I would be willing to listen to this...possibility?" She inclines her head. "For the sake of conversation, of course."

"Of course." He tucks a lock of hair out of his eyes, contemplates something just over her shoulder, and then offers her a pensive look.

"Tell me," He begins, "What do you know of the Scourge?"

"It is an illness, of which there is no cure." There was a ward full of patients in the medical wing, and the only reason it is empty now is because they have all passed on. "It seems to spread by contact with Daemons and only the Oracle's magic can clear it."

Lunafreya is fourteen years old. The ritual to crown a new Oracle can only be done with the blessing of the Gods. Unless Shiva steps into the halls of the Citadel herself, Aulea doubts that will happen on Lucian soil.

The line of the Oracles has, perhaps, died with Sylva.

"Also all true, but do you know the source of it, hm?" He leans forward in his chair. "Where it all began?"

"The first Daemon?" She harbors a guess. Ardyn's smile is dark.

"No, my dear. It all began with Eos, Goddess of the Dawn, many many years ago."

He speaks with the air of a storyteller, one who has seen this tale come true. And though Aulea wonders at how much truth is in his words, she does the only thing she can.

She listens.

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