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grandpizzaeater · 4 months

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In a alternative reality she went rogue. To many times she was told how quirkless people had no meaning or purpose in this world. To many people turned there back on her. So now she will show them how wrong they truly were.

#female oc #My hero academia #Boku no Hīrō Akademia #Bnha #Oc #izuku midoriya #Sister #Villian #Hero gone bad #Lost hope #Fanart #grandpizzaeater #Stain #Blood #triger warning #Quirkless #yukina

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lasarcasticpanda · 1 year

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the last of us constantly, over and over and over, picking apart what love can do to and for a person is devastating and fulfilling. like you will love something so much you continue fighting and you love something so much you will start wars and you love something so much you will cease when it's gone and you love something so much you will lay with it peacefully as you say goodbye. you love something so much you will commit atrocities and not expect to be forgiven because what use is forgiveness when that love is gone? my love matters more than your love, says everyone to each other in an echo chamber. and no one is wrong and no one is right, it's just love.

#tlou spoilers #idk might have more coherent thoughts later but fuck #these games and this show fucking eviscerating me every time #kathleen loved her brother! she hunted down two young boys in the nuclear aftermath of that love!#henry loved sam! he sold his hero to the enemy for that love! he thought himself the guy and did it anyway!#he genuinely thought he was a bad guy and would rather handle that guilt than lose sam because he loved him so much #what beauty to love something so much! what devastation when its gone!#excellent way to parallel the end #ive played this game too many times and henry and sam always get me #and this was no exception im dying #the last of us

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hoelko · 1 year

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here's a soul-destroying thought:

how much MK enjoys and is having fun with his new powers in A Hero is Born

to how much pain and distress it's causing him in Pitiful Creatures

#lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk s4 spoilers #lmk mk #yeah just wreck me #my poor boy #where is my smiling child #gone with the problem of the week episodes like he said #but i feel so bad for him he was so excited to be a hero #like it didnt matter WHERE the power came from he just knew he could use it for good #all out the window now

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asolareclipses · 7 days

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(Previous Part)

After passing through the miserable Manhattan traffic, the roads of rural New York began to calm as they began the long journey to Maine.

Beside Will, Jason was twisting a map around, the paper crinkling with each slight movement he made. “You’d think they would’ve made these easier to read.” He grumbled under his breath.

“Well they sort of did,” Will replied, “Google maps offers great convenience, unfortunately there’s no demigod Google or Apple…or any of the other companies.”

Jason blankly stared at Will for a moment, “I’m going to pretend I understood what any of that meant.”

Will held back a laugh, he had forgotten that Jason wasn’t exactly familiar with modern technology. He was like Nico in that way, maybe that’s one of the reasons they got along so well. “It’s phone stuff, i’m not really the expert on it because I was never allowed to have a phone. But my Mom had one, and the other campers keep me up to date with all that other stuff.”

Jason’s eyes widened for a split second, Will could tell it was because of the mention of his Mom. He was probably surprised because Will typically didn’t mention her. “So your Mom, she’s…” Jason’s voice died off.

“She’s alive, if that’s what you wanted to ask. Her name is Naomi Solace, though I doubt you’ve heard of her. She’s a pretty well known country singer, always busy with tours and concerts.” Will seemed to fall into the past as he spoke about his mother. “I used to go on tours with her, they were chaotic but honestly amazing. Staying up until the late hours eating fast food, traveling around the country. It was great.”

Jason seemed hesitant to speak, but he noticed Will’s smile fading. “Did something happen?”

“Well, turns out monsters aren’t great for tours.” Will sighed as he stared out across the endless roads. “As I got older, more and more attacks happened. Eventually my Mom had to send me to camp, she didn’t want to. I still think she regrets it, but there was nothing she could do. Guess that’s just how it is.”

“Do you still keep in contact?” Jason asked cautiously.

“Yeah,” Will nodded, “I send letters, and Iris messages. Sometimes I even visit, though she’s pretty busy so I never stay long. She would probably let me stay forever if she could, but I wouldn’t burden her like that.”

Jason opened his mouth to speak but he hesitated, unable to find the right thing to say. After a moment he finally spoke, “She sounds nice.”

Will smiled, “Oh yeah, she’s amazing.” He meant it completely, his Mom was truly one of the best people he’d ever known. “But enough about my Mom, what do you think this ‘dark presence’ or whatever it is we are facing?”

Jason frowned, his mind delving into thought, “I’m not sure. What dark creature or thing would be out to get Nico?”

Will paused, a revelation hitting him so hard he almost drove them off the road. “Oh my Gods…how did I not realize sooner?”

“What?” Jason said, his hand was now tightly latched onto the door from Wills lapse in good driving.

“It’s Nyx,” he said the name like it was poison in his mouth. “It has to be. She’s probably still pissed that he embarrassed her.”

“Nyx?” Jason asked, his voice almost incredulous.

“Yeah, we fought her back in tartarus. Guess she’s still holding a grudge.” Will shook his head with an unpleasant look displayed on his face.

“So Nico left to what? Go fight a goddess on his own?”

Will sighed in pure frustration, “Yep. It’s a classic Nico move, I mean he would’ve gone to tartarus alone, again, if I hadn’t forced him to take me.”

“I guess in that way he hasn’t changed, still trying to face things alone.” Jason frowned.

“Right.” Will’s face was now unreadable even to himself, “At least he’s not alone, he took your boyfriend with him remember?”

Jason almost choked, “Boyfriend?!”

Will failed to hold back his laughter, “I guess it’s not official yet?”

“We’re not-he’s not-“ Jason stumbled over his words before giving up at forming a coherent sentence.

“Okay, okay. I won’t push any further, just know, it’s pretty obvious.” Will smirked as Jason tried to regain his composure.

“I’m not sure what you’re talking about,” Jason finally spoke with a false look of confidence. “Me and Leo are just-“ He was cut off by a sudden thump against the roof of the car.

Will glanced up in shock, “What was that?”

“I don’t-“ Jason began, but before he could finish there was another thump and sharp claws pierced through the roof.

Will grit his teeth looking ahead, “Hold tight Jason, the rides about to get bumpy.”

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Bumpy was an understatement. The second Will swerved off the main road, the normal car ride transformed into a death trip. Each turn was so sharp Jason had to cling to whatever he could just so he wouldn’t be thrown across the car. He was convinced that any second now they’d go barreling into a tree. Yet, Will somehow maintained control, his driving was insane but also impressive.

In a particularly harsh turn, whatever had latched onto the car had gone flying off and when Jason turned to see he got a clear view of their attacker—well attackers. Rapidly approaching behind them was a small group of harpies, hellbent on turning them into bird food.

“Uh Will? You might want to speed up,” Jason said as he gripped his sword. There wasn’t much use for it in the small space but it was a good plan b.

“On it.” Will said, as his knuckles latched around the wheel turned white, they began to pick up speed making any movement of the car even more jarring.

Jason kept his eyes on the harpies which were still hot on their trail, “How do we lose these guys?”

“No clue,” Will spoke through clenched teeth. “Maybe you could blow them away?”

Jason perked up, for a moment he’d forgotten about the whole wind powers thing. “Good idea.” He spoke quickly before focusing on the wind beneath the harpies wings. With a slight twist they spiraled away, losing control of the air around them.

Will seemed to relax for a moment, but that was cut short by the cars suddenly sputtering to a slow stop. The extra speed and turbulence appeared to be too much for the old camp be vehicle. “Aw hades!” The look on Will’s face was of pure and utter frustration.

As soon as the car wasn’t moving, Will slung open his door storming over to the hood of the car. With a frown he threw it open and was promptly engulfed in smoke. Jason hurriedly rushed over to him, urging the winds to dispel the clouds of smoke.

As the smoke dissipated it revealed Will who stood there coughing and muttering a range of curses—some Jason had never heard before but he was sure they weren’t positive. “Of course this happens!” Will threw his hands up in defeat.

Jason winced, not sure how to comfort him.

“The one time I go out on an important quest, everything goes wrong!” Will spoke, his anger seemed more directed at himself than the circumstances.

“Every quest has setbacks,” Jason tried his best to sound optimistic.

“Maybe, but we left camp hours ago and we’re already stranded on the side of the road. Who knows what Nico and Leo are doing, and if we’re too late.” Will rambled on as he began to pace alongside the car.

“Will, things happen, I don’t see how this could be your fault.” Jason continued with his reasoning, but it was as if Will had heard nothing.

“What a great idea to send a medic on some important quest, like I could actually be a hero.” Will spoke directly to himself almost unaware of Jason’s presence.

“Will stop.” Jason took cautious hold of Will’s shoulders, a firm look on his face.

Realization passed across Will’s expression as he now understood how he’d been acting. “Sorry..” His voice was almost too quiet to hear.

“This is only a temporary setback, we’ll find away to get to them in time.” Jason spoke with every ounce of reassurance he could gather.

Will looked away, now focused on the dirt beneath his shoes. “Right, you’re right.”

Jason watched as Will seemed to shrink in on himself, embarrassed for showing a slight piece of his troubles. He felt a sense of similarity between himself and Will, he knew all too well the pain of hiding your true feelings.

It was the first time he saw Will not as this bubbly guy who was happy to do whatever whenever, but as someone who faced the same harsh world that met every demigod. Will knew loss, he knew more than he’d ever tell. He would never show that side of himself willingly. Instead, he let himself be portrayed as a calm reliable person with no struggles despite his constant turmoil. It didn’t feel fair.

At that moment Jason knew Will was a true hero, whether he believed it or not. He just had no idea how to prove it to him. What he did know, was that they had to succeed. Not just for Leo and Nico, but for everyone else, including themselves.

Part Seven?

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kylejsugarman · 1 year

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remember how breaking bad established in like the third fucking episode that the “good guys” and the “bad guys” are not easy to delineate and not who you’d expect them to be. like the obvious smudging of these boundaries happens in the basement with walt and domingo (the respectable family man who killed one man and is preparing to kill the guy in front of him, this drug dealer and cartel affiliate who is barely an adult and fondly reminiscing about his dad the same way a child might ramble about what their parents do), but an underrated interaction is that parking lot confrontation between hank and wendy. hank the cop, the dea agent, the hometown hero, insulting and disparaging wendy because she’s a sex worker, she’s “scuzzy”, she’s “disposable”. treating her like an object, a pawn. a tool to teach junior a lesson. hank the good guy cop who keeps these drug dealers and addicts off the streets—by dehumanizing them and relishing in taunting them with his power, his ability to grind them further into the dirt. and then wendy finally gets away from the “protector of the people” and seeks solace in punk-ass, disrespectful drug addict jesse pinkman, who we haven’t seen the deeper nuances of yet, who is still just the rude, dumb, meth-cooking kid kept on walt’s leash. the kind of person to be swept off the streets to keep the people safe. the bad guy. showing compassion to wendy and continuing to show it throughout the series. that moment of them sheltered in the dark motel room together, the “dregs of society”, hiding out from a world and a people that sees them as subhuman and are much more likely to hurt the two of them than they are to cause harm. for a show from this era, it’s pretty transgressive to come out in the third episode and be like “you need to start reevaluating how you perceive and treat the ‘good’ and ‘bad’ people in society because you are likely contributing to a system and power hierarchy that gets away with horrible mistreatment and dehumanization just because you refuse to affiliate yourself with addicts or sex workers or anyone else you deem lesser by empathizing with them”

#syd squeaks #I feel VERY passionately about wendy and how she's utilized as a pawn in both brba and bcs #breaking bad #I think brba could've gone MUCH farther with exploring and detailing how hank abuses his power and lets his prejudices color his work #but for a show from this era where cops were still heroes on TV it's a good first step #jesse pinkman

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benevolenterrancy · 4 months

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I lied about posting art next, my bad. Someone on AO3 was asking me about how I plotted out my MASH/Torchwood crossover, so I said I'd drop a look at my planning doc, for anyone that wants to see what it looks like when I'm going full wall-of-red-string about a fic

I'm very visual, so I used colour-coded tables to help me keep track of things. I basically wanted to ensure I knew the BIG MAIN GOAL for both MASH and Torchwood, followed by the B and C plots that were happening at the same time. Once I knew what was the Main End Goal for everything, I then broke the plotlines down into the plot points that needed to happen to arrive at the End Goals without it feeling random. Then I just assembled those plot points together to ensure that pacing made sense and felt good. Obviously things changed a lot from a planning document and the ultimate end, but that's the gist of it.

#i'm sure no one cares about this but i do love getting to chatter about my blorbos and art and shit so here we are #bene speaks #fanfiction #to be clear i do not normally go this far into a planning document this story just had way too many plot threads not to without going insan #or doing a bad job #if it's a longish fic i'll sometimes have a bare bone outline just to make sure i keep my eye on the end goals and pacing but that's it #the only other thing i've gone this intense for is that hogan's heroes dating sim that i've had forever simmering on the back burner #that planning document is mighty and infuriating #torchwood #mash

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antirepurp · 16 days

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i haven't touched it in years but writing wise sonic colors feels to me like it wants to be both the epic tale that unleashed is but also be the saturday morning cartoon heroes is, but it's afraid of going as hard as unleashed and it's not sincere enough to be anything close to heroes, and so we're left with the unfunniest running gags known to man and an ending that feels violently out of place from the rest of the game. it's like it predicted the self-aware cynicism sonic took on in the mid-2010s

#soda offers you a can #idk. heroes is goofy in how hard it leans into the power of friendship but it's not a bad thing #heroes knows what it is and it relishes in it #unleashed could absolutely have gone harder than it did but even so it tells a beautiful story #the end of the game is a frustratingly difficult challenge that you have to fight to overcome to get the ending you Deserve #colors. wants both but without the commitment #it wants to be kid-friendly and funny but it's too afraid to do that #it wants to be a story that makes you feel things but it doesn't earn it #because to be sincere you need to take a risk

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decarbry · 8 months

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Yabureme 5-2 is up!

I am so sorry for the lack of art lately! It's just been easier to write. I may be a bit burned out, heh. I do plan on adding artwork to the latest chapters as I get time.

Anyways. In this newest chapter, Bakugou finds his missing teacher. \:)/ enjoy

read it here

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #nomu aizawa #Yabureme Aizawa AU #fic update #the fic has officially gone into “violence” mode and tho I don't think it's bad #still check the tags ok? ok #I might get people angry at me for this chapter lmao #the next few chapters will also have that effect tbh

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