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satashiiwrites · 9 months
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Snippet sunday/wip whenever
tagged by @outtoshatter for a wip whenever/snippet sunday. Tagging the usual suspects: @monsterrae1 @missanniewhimsy @quietborderline @westernlarch @rosieposiepuddingnpie @whimsyswastry @tkwritesdumbassassins @alyxmastershipper with no pressure tagging—this is just for fun.
From my July Rough Trade.
Title: Scintillation, chapter 4B
Pairing: main Winteriron, one sided Stucky, Erik Killmonger/T’Challa
Fandom: MCU
tags/warnings: canon typical violence, covers a lot of the events of Iron Man 2 with Tony’s inner commentary. First draft. Non-linear storytelling. Sentinel/guide AU. Tony is not a fan of Natasha atm.
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Someone goes through a lot of effort to break Vanko out and make it look like he died.
Tony’s money is split between Senator Dickwad and North Korea—he’s leaning toward Stern, with maybe someone like Justin Hammer whispering bad ideas in his ear.  
Rhodey is smarter than doing something this dangerous and stupid, and he immediately messages saying it wasn’t him. Unfortunately, Rhodey also has zero idea which dark and damp hole Vanko has disappeared into. 
Tony instructs Jarvis to keep digging. Eventually, someone will make a mistake, and he’ll know where the Russian is. In the meantime, Tony gathers as much information as possible on Ivan and Anton Vanko. It turns out dear old Dad had known Anton, but the son is a thief and sold weapons to terrorists—even the Russians felt he deserved to be locked up and the key tossed away. 
Russian prisons are brutal. Tony’s been around the block before and met former prisoners, but Vanko makes his skin crawl more than usual. 
His data mining is interrupted by Rhodey warning him that he’s on thin ice with the military. Stern is doing everything in his not-inconsiderable power to try and force the turnover of Tony’s suits to the military, which Tony’s been trying to prevent for the last year. 
When will everyone understand that it’s the man within the suit that makes Iron Man special—not the prosthetics he wears? He wasn’t kidding in his senate testimony when he called the suit a prosthetic. It’s an extension of him and gives him possibilities, but it’s still his decision to pull the trigger and his brain marking targets. 
Take away the human element, and you’re looking at something worse than what happened in Gulmira. 
He won’t let that happen. 
So… he maybe wrecks his own party and house—it’ll make it easier for Pep to redecorate later so she can remove the parts that are too painful to remember about him. He has to push Rhodey to do what Tony needs him to do. If he just asked Rhodey, the man would focus too much on trying to save Tony that he’d defer taking what Tony wants him to have. 
He’s known Rhodey for a long time, and Tony is very aware of exactly when he crosses the line and can’t be ignored anymore. 
Tony needs to know Rhodey will take the shot when it matters. 
Rhodey does, and he takes the suit—or, as Rhodey later puts it, commandeers it. 
You stole it, Honey Bear, and I let you.
Tony is sleeping off the battle and maybe has a slight hangover when he wakes with a craving for donuts. His donut time is interrupted by none other than his royal sneakiness and wannabe pirate, Nick Fury. 
Fury gets in his face and is unimpressed by Tony’s chatter that’s designed to irritate and confuse. 
“I’m the realest person you’re ever going to meet,” Fury insists, but the effect is ruined by the smell of cherries coming from his mouth from the donut he’d just eaten. 
He’s also infuriatingly observant and points out the taint from the palladium that’s starting to creep up Tony’s neck. “What is that? It doesn’t look good.”
Tony is maybe hiding behind his sunglasses like a petulant child. He has a plan and wants to die in peace without being hassled by the spy of spies. 
“I’ve been worse.” He means hangovers, but Fury doesn’t take the line he’s selling. 
Of course, that’s when Natalie Rushman—I’m sorry, Natasha Romanoff—makes her presence known. She’s one of Fury’s pets. He should have known. That’s why she felt like silk stretched over solid steel.  
Tony thinks her ass looks good in her leather suit, but the hair hanging loose in curls is impractical. Pep would be on his side and snarkily observe that capes and long hair are terrible if you’re going to be in the superhero business. She-spy should take note. 
“We’ve secured the perimeter, but I don’t think we should hold it for too much longer,” she informs Fury, ignoring Tony. 
He immediately fires her, which she smugly informs him isn’t up to him, sitting next to Fury and snagging one of Tony’s donuts. 
Uncharitably, Tony hopes she chokes on it. 
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mixontrack · 3 months
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Yuri’s Night 2023 in Washington, DC.
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Yuri’s Night is the annual World Space Party, marking the anniversary of cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin’s trailblazing April 1961 flight as the first human in space as well as the inaugural launch of the Space Shuttle in April 1981.  Come celebrate the past and future of human space exploration!
Whether you’re astro-nuts or cosmo-naughty, join District of Party and Arts Club of Washington for an evening of space-themed burlesque mixed with science talks. It’s going to be out of this world!
Yuri’s Night 2023: Science and Scintillation.
When: 2023-Apr-06
Time: 06:00 PM (PDT) - 09:00 PM (PDT)
Location: Arts Club of Washington 2017 I St. NW Washington, DC 20006.
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selfishcatt · 2 years
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Scintillation-LUMINOUS(HAN/ROM/ENG) lyrics
흩날린 꽃잎이
heutnallin kkoccipi
Scattered petals
낯선 이 떨림이
naccseon i tteollimi
This strange trembling
금기 된 그 곳에 이끌어
geumgi doen geu gos-e ikkeul-eo
lead to the forbidden place
아득히 피워진
adeughi piwojin
far away
널 쫓는 lunatic
neol jjochneun lunatic
A lunatic that's chasing you
어둠 속 날 좀 구해줘
eodum sog nal jom guhaejwo
Save me from the darkness
시���도록 나를 비춰 (oh-eh-oh)
silidolog naleul bichwo
shine on me
고갤 돌려도 no way (oh)
gogael dollyeodo no way
Even if I turn my head, no way
끝이 없는 잔상 같이 (oh-eh-oh)
kkeut-i eobsneun jansang gat-i (oh-eh-oh)
Like an endless afterimage (oh-eh-oh)
틈 없이 두 눈에 번져와
teum eobs-i du nun-e beonjyeowa
It spreads into my eyes without a gap
Hate, 네가 쏟아진 시간 속에
Hate, nega ssod-ajin sigan sog-e
Hate, in the time you poured it out
감히 너 말곤 담지 못해
gamhi neo malgon damji moshae
I wont dare put it in you
모든 감각이 너를 원해
modeun gamgag-i neoleul wonhae
All of my senses want you
손을 뻗어줘
son-eul ppeod-eojwo
reach out your hand
낮과 밤이 너로 넘쳐와 매일
*najgwa bam-i neolo neomchyeowa maeil
Night and day, everyday's been overflown with you
Break up, wake up 신기루 같아 마치
Break up, wake up singilu gat-a machi
Break up, wake up, like a mirage
아플 만큼 날 태워
apeul mankeum nal taewo
burn me so much that it hurts
아름다운 My spectrum
areumdaun My spectrum
So beautiful my spectrum
So now*
**My love is blind
눈 먼 이 맘
nun meon i mam
this blind heart
다신 멈출 수 없잖아
dassin meomchul su eopjana
It cant be stopped ever again
쏟아진 lights
ssod-ajin lights
pouring lights
더 목이 타
deo mog-i ta
Thristing more and more
달리게 만들어 always
dallige mandeul-eo always
make me run always**
손을 뻗어 영원의 밤을 헤매
son-eul ppeod-eo yeong-won-ui bam-eul hemae
Reach out and wander through the eternal night
이 길 끝이 뭐든 난 좀 더 멀리
i gil-ui kkeut-i mwodeun nan jom deo meolli
Whatever the end of this road, I'm a little farther
나의 심장을 채워
no simjangeul chaewo
Fill My Heart
닿지 못할 My savior
dahji moshal My savior
Unreachable My savior
So now
까만 수면에, 단 한순간에 네가 밀려든다
kkaman sumyeon-e, dan hansungan-e nega mollyeodeunda
You flock to the black waters in a single moment
망설임 없이 달려 기꺼이 네게 뛰어든다
mangseol-im eobs-i dallyeo gikkeoi nege ttwieodeunda
I run without hesitation and gladly jump into you
나를 길 잃게 할 빛인지
nareul gil ilhge hal biccinji
Is it the light that will make me get lost?
잔인한 환상은 아닌지
jan-inhan hwansang-eun aninji
Isn't it a cruel fantasy?
그래 뭐든 멈추긴 이미
geulae mwodeun meomchugin imi
Yes, everything has already stopped
늦었어 그저 keep me going
neuj-eoss-eo geujeo keep me going
It's late, just keep me going
봐, 네가 만든 세상 속에
bwa, negga mandeun sesang soge
Look, in the world you have created
그 찬란함에 눈이 먼 채
geu chanranhame nuni meon chae
Blinded by its splendor,
Uh, 날 던져 fallin'
Uh, nal deonjyeo fallin'
Uh, throw me fallin'
*repeat*
**repeat**
눈 감아 보지만 점점 밝아져
nun gam-a bojiman jeomjeom balg-ajyeo
I close my eyes but it gets brighter
악몽일 꿈이라 해도 날 가져
agmong-il kkum-ila haedo nal gajyeo
Even if it's a nightmare or a dream, take me
이 감정도, 이 시선도 너만 찾게
i gamjeongdo, i siseondo neoman chajge
This feeling and this gaze will only find you
*repeat entire hook*
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just came off my shift as an election judge and I honestly think we should make people do this. I support abolishing the draft, and I even think that jury duty can get complicated, but everyone in the country should be forced to learn about election procedure, then have to sit around for 14 hours and practice being customer service for democracy. I think that would fix us.
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forcefemd · 1 year
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my girlfriend and i wish each other's birthnames goodnight sometimes, let them know they're still thought about, still being looked after. tucking ourselves in, together. when we do this i feel a warmth inside me unlike any other, a feeling that reminds me of just how foolish it is to have ever followed the narrative that any aspect of being trans at all is a suffering
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ashestoashesjc · 8 months
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this is the first time a bot stealing a username has affected me personally
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i could've been fleshydomino. that could've been me
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satashiiwrites · 9 months
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Snippet sunday
Tagged by @monsterrae1 for a seven snippet sunday. Thanks for the tag Rae! I’m pretty sure @outtoshatter also tagged me for a wip whenever earlier this week when I was mostly focusing on surviving the work week (so thanks Gia!).
Low pressure tagging @outtoshatter (you never said no tag backs!) @tkwritesdumbassassins @alyxmastershipper @westernlarch @missanniewhimsy @whimsyswastry @rosieposiepuddingnpie @quietborderline and whoever else wants to play along
From my rough trade project that I’m yeeting tonight.
Title: Scintillation (excerpt from chapter 3)
Fandom: MCU
Pairings: Winteriron, Erik Killmonger/T’Challa, one sided Stucky. Tony Stark & Ho Yinsen.
Tags/warnings: panic attack this chapter. Erik is a warning in and of himself. Deals with canon events with canon level violence + added sex (not this snippet).
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Through the bond, Tony can feel that James is… happy. 
He doesn’t know what to do with this feeling and it’s very distracting. 
“How am I not boring you?”  He doesn’t mean for it to sound defensive but it does. 
James is amused instead of offended. “You’re passionate about figuring things out and it animates you.  Why would I not like something that you find interesting?”
Tony is perplexed. “Most people don’t?”
“I am not most people.  I’m your sentinel.”
If he’s telling the truth, Tony’s often been told to get to the point.  He’d been coached on how to make business presentations and had maybe self-medicated with alcohol for years.  Extremis had put a final kibosh on what little drinking he’d done after the whole palladium-poisoning pity party had blown up in his face. 
What was the point of drinking if you couldn’t get drunk unless you actively were trying to poison yourself?  He’d noticed that James didn’t mind a beer or two but otherwise didn’t really touch the stuff. 
“You don’t drink do you?” Tony asks, already onto the next topic. 
“It doesn’t really do much for me and… well….”
“Well what?”
James’ eyes go unfocused, like he’s seeing straight through Tony.  “We used to party when we were on leave—didn’t get too many of them.  One time me and the Howlies were in London and Steve was spending time with his dame, Peggy, and Howard was with us too… it was a bad bombing that night.  I haven’t… I didn’t like those memories and I associate it with being drunk.”
“When exactly did you become a supe?”
“A supe?” James arches an eyebrow playfully and Tony can feel the teasing tug on their bond. 
“A super soldier.  Like Steve.”
James frowns, thinking which feels like an itch at the back of Tony’s brain now that he’s focusing on how the sentinel feels through their bond. “I… things weren’t normal after he rescued me.”
“You mean the first time?”  Tony doesn’t think that James means Steve’s most recent rescue attempt. 
“Yeah. I mean, I could get drunk but it took a lot.  Was told I was being a right unfunny bastard by Dum Dum because I was hogging the liquor and he wanted me to share.”
“So you were showing signs of the serum?”
James shakes his head minutely, rubbing his hands through his hair and tugging on it to show the question was difficult for him to answer. “I… I think I was starting to come online as a sentinel.”
Tony considers this information which is new.  There’d been many failures over the years to reproduce the super soldier serum that had made Steve. Hell, Extremis’ fix had used his dad’s VitaRays as a starting point to solve the energy overload problems. Tony knew the VitaRays weren’t the part that had worked to make Steve into Captain America, despite some other research to the contrary that SHIELD may or may not have funded. 
“Was Steve online before the serum?”
James’ attention refocuses on Tony.  “Yeah.  I’m pretty sure he came online when his mom died.  She was just like him and both of them wouldn’t stand for any sort of thing they thought was wrong.  I spent a lot of time rescuing Steve after he picked a back alley fight with someone twice his size and three times as mean.”
“I’ve seen pictures of what he looked like before the serum.  It really transformed him.”
“I didn’t recognize him at first when he showed up in Austria. He… it wasn’t just how he looked.  He smelled different.”
“Well he’d been running around dodging bullets and bombs so it makes sense that he’d smell like a war.”
“I’m not talking that.  I’m talking… everyone smells slightly different.  It’s… it’s your smell,” James tries to explain, wrinkling his nose and rubbing it. “Steve smelled different after he became a super soldier.”
“Huh.  What do I smell like?”
James’ smile takes on a hungry edge.  “Darling…”
“What do I smell like to a sentinel?”
Instead of answering, James rolls them so that Tony is beneath him.  Closing his eyes, the sentinel breathes in deeply through his nose twice before he lowers himself to settle his weight between Tony’s legs and press his nose to the angle of Tony’s jaw.  It’s not sexual, the bond hums with intense focus and Tony doesn’t feel trapped so he lightly rests his hands on James’ back. 
“Babe?”
James’ inhale in noisy because he does it with his face pressed against Tony’s, eyes fluttering open as he stares right into Tony’s eyes.  “You smell like home.  Like you’re mine,”
The tenderness of his sentinel’s affection laps at the bond like waves breaking on a distant shore. 
Tony’s never been someone somebody permanently wants.  He’s a one-night stand kind of guy because he gets too attached and then relationships implode—for example Pepper.  With Pepper he’s been able to keep their friendship but it’s not the same as it was.  He can tell sometimes that he tries her patience more than he used to, that he scares her when he does what he has to as Iron Man. 
He’s scared to take that final step with James.  To let him in all the way.  Nobody has liked what they’ve seen when they really look at Tony. They like the shiny baubles and the money.  The things he can do for them or give them.
Everyone tires of him eventually. 
“Darling—I don’t know what you’re thinking about right now but stop it,” James growls and it pulls Tony out of the maelstrom of pity and self-hatred he’d been sinking into. 
James’ hold is now claustrophobic and Tony pushes at him. “Can you please…?”
The sentinel rolls away as if burned and sits up next to Tony.  “Tony?”
“Sorry.  I know it’s too much,” Tony has climbed out of bed and is standing awkwardly next to it. James and Elsa—who he’d forgotten—are both watching him with matching expressions of concern. It’d be funny if Tony wasn’t holding on by his fingernails to stop the panic attack threatening to overwhelm him from taking over. 
Before he can completely shatter, T’Challa’s shields cover his, filling in the widening cracks. He hears a snarl of a big cat and Erik’s concerned “Tones?” before he passes out, overwhelmed. 
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andallshallbewell · 8 months
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thornaelle · 1 day
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A portrait of my Pathfinder character Sabella's current mental state. She's having A Time.
▸ Everything she thought she knew about her life was a lie. ▸ Her great-grandfather is not just dealing with a fiends, he is one. He's a Rakshasa, has probably been several of her ancestors through reincarnation or impersonation, and he wants her to come home and be a good little pawn, sorry, grand-daughter. He particularly wants her back now he knows she can change her form and hide that she's a tiefling. ▸ But she wasn't actually born visibly a tiefling! Her older brother Cesare was though, and that was deemed unacceptable because they needed a respectable face for the family heir and not one that openly advertised that they had been dealing with fiends. Their second born, however, could be safely kept out of sight until they could find a way to permanently hide her fiendish blood too. So their heritages were swapped via horrible transmutation magic involving a painting stretched over a frame of magically re-shaped ribs, which has been hanging in her bedroom most of her life :) ▸ Totally unrelatedly hahaha; She's missing a rib! Cesare is probably missing one too :) It's fine, it probably contributes to her ridiculous acrobatics modifier she's real bendy :) :) It's fine :) Or could that be the ancestry involving a creature know for having wierd joints? Certainly no-one's looking at the way she moves with new eyes at all hahahahaaa :) ▸ Her parents may have been trying to protect her all her life which meant pushing her away and making her want to leave. Real shitty way to discover your parents might not actually hate you, might in fact love and want you very much. ▸ AND her dad has "business dealings" with the Azarketi ambassador, of the kind that mean they light up when they're in the same room and her mother is really pissed off. Is your family life not complicated enough already, dad??? ▸ Everything is Fine. ▸ :) :) :|
She's quite looking forward to getting to go and hit things that are completely unrelated to her fucked up family. (I am having a great time. Sabella may be in the middle of a nervous breakdown.)
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scogito · 5 months
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Dunque, io ai messaggi rispondo e se non rispondo è perché mi è sfuggito e non l'ho visto, oppure non c'è necessità di replica, o hai fatto lo stronzo.
Tuttavia dopo questo commento credo che dovrò considerare anche il caso in cui il mio cervello si blocca e resta immobile vuoto e interdetto di fronte allo schermo 😳
In tutta questa società di scintille qualcosa ha fatto sicuramente corto.
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metastablephysicist · 1 month
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what if there were some sort of creature evolved to see higher energy photons like gamma rays. what kind of (high-z?) material would its "eyes" be made of. how would signal processing work. in what kind of environment would this be necessary
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