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Some (late) holiday photos of the boye~!
#cats#holiday#OUGHH....... barely could even get these edited and posted... my mysterious sickness flare up has been sooo bad the past few#days.. I didn't even go to the usual obligatory family christmas I was supposed to attend (!!! health issue/medical mention in tags below)#My stomach issues basically put me in a constant state of uncontrollable shivering/body shaking + nausea + sometimes rapid heart#rate. and when it happens at night that makes it like.. nearly impossible to sleep when you're violently shaking + you can feel your heart#so strong + you keep having to run to the bathroom every 5 minute to cough and gag#and throw up and so on and so forth. etc. So I went like 40 hours without any sleep almost for christmas eve and all of christmas day#last night I finally got maybe 2 hours of sleep in between the nausea and shaking and stuff. and then today I was able to get a few#hours of sleep in the afternoon. Today I tried taking an anxiety mediciation a doctor gave me in case it was anxiety related (it's apparent#ly used to relax people and works in the moment. rather than like Anxiety Mediciation that you have to take for weeks to see any effect#because I think this isn't actually acting on your brain chemistry it's judt like..a mild sedative or something.) but all that did was make#me dizzy and sweaty lol. I;m glad I slept a little but I'm just still frustrated that I don't feel normal. I started having these#'episodes' (with the stomach issues + shaking + heartrate + nausea etc.) like at the end of october. And usually it will happen for like a#few hours at a time. or i'll lose sleep one day and then be fine the next. but this has been like nearly 3 days of feeling weird. so is#getting kind of annoying... It's funny too because I was so so productive like.. literally the few days before. I was feeling much better#and I was working on my game and blah blah. But then.. random issue flare up out of nowhere of course.. yaayy.... happy holidays to meee lo#I did at least see two random ducks outside of my window in the yard area for christmas. and havent seen them since. So it's like.. hrmm..#pacing around my room nauseous and shakings and etc. but at least... hello.. two little ducks placed there just for me :3c#Now I get anxiety every night which I'm sure doesn't help/could exacerbate whatever underlying genuinely physical issues exist. But after#like 2 nights of 'I spend the night sleepless and incredibly uncomfortable just sitting in the dark sick' then bedtime is like.. dread...#I even was trying slapping myself in the face in desperation to see if somehow that could shock my body out of whatever the hell it was#doing lol.. up at 3am holding ice cubes in my hand and hitting myself in the head and crying from exhaustion and thowing up.. literally#ridiculous cartoon character feeling... AAANYWAY!!! At least I have baby boy pictures. and I have lots of doctors appointments so hopefully#whatever the issue is can be sorted out at some point. I don't know much about ibs but hopefully maybe something like that that I could pos#ibly take medication for and not something more seirous or anything. Maybe there's a food I'm secretly intolerant to or whatever.#And I did at least post a sims holday video actually timed for the holidays so that's something. I havent been productive really latrely#though obviously.. I can't even play games or small tasks when in that state since I'm just SO physically uncomfortable. Nausea and heart#stuff are THE hardest physical sensations to ignore.. BUT yeah... hoping I shall sleep at all tonight. hopeing to get like 3 productive#things done.. at some point... at least SOMETHING... lol..... *** *** ***
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reclusiverisottonero · 11 months
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14, 18, 21, 22, 34, 40, 48, 49
sorry if that's a lot lmaooo
14. Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.) 
Do scars count on this? Don’t think Risotto is covered head to toe in that (like Vash from Trigun for example) but I do think he has quite a few located at:  🔻 Right shoulder, its where the stand arrow pierced him. Black Sabbath was initially going for right between his eyes and he dodged it in the nick of time but not fast enough to be unscathed.  🔻 I think of a lot of different scenarios on how the night his cousin died went down, so my headcanons on this waffles back and forth a lot, but if he was also hit by the drunk driver: He has scarring across his legs and on his outer arms from road rash from being dragged across the pavement, and light spots of it dotting his face. The ones on his arms would be most noticeable because he picked really badly at them as a kid and even still it's lightish, but for the others you have to really focus your eyes to see them. 
18. Favorite beverage?
This man loves anything with citrus flavor. Sparkling water, soft drinks, etc. Lemon is his top one, but he likes blood-orange as a close second. 
21. Turn-ons? Turn-offs?
🔻 Turn-ons: Y'know how when you grab at a thicc part of the body, and your fingers can sink in and make indents? He loves doing that to the squishy parts of a body, especially at the hips and tummy. 🔻 Turns-offs: ppl that chew with their mouth open, incompetence
22. Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?
He’d make a to-do list 😂 or he’s writing out plans about an upcoming assassination. He wouldn’t do anything super creative because poor man can’t draw even a stick figure LMAO
34. Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)
Risotto is VERY private, it’s naturally how he is as a person and it’s only exacerbated by him working for Passione. He’s mastered the art of keeping people at arm’s length by making people think they know things about him by sharing interesting stories here and there but in reality you wouldn’t be able to name a single fact about him. 
40. Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?
I don't think Risotto has either of those! 
48. How do they express love?
I answered this here! 
49. If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?
He’s not formally trained in any fighting style, unless growing up learning to fight on the street counts as one LOL I think he knows how to throw a mean punch and can restrain people well but thanks to his size he’s intimidating enough that even before he got his stand, he didn’t have to physically fight very often.
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Ok iv got too many life stories in my head. So here’s another one.
On a Friday night I went to the casino for the first time. I was going to meet my friends there at 9pm. I got there at 9:30 already stressed out of my mind because iv got work early the next morning and I’m late and I don’t know where to meet them. And to top it off I got my blood curse earlier that day
I see the Golden Arches of a McDonald’s sign and hallelujah I have not only a land mark but also an excuse to get myself a cheeky happy meal coz I’m a lil hungry.
Boy did I live to regret that.
Now I’m dressed to the nines. Nothing about my outfit is saying straight and wants to talk to you. I’ve got a burgundy velvet blazer, blue hair, dr martens, and bleeding heart dangly earrings. I’m also wearing my favourite scowl as well because I am this close to throwing hands with anyone who looks at me funny.
I go to the counter and there’s a guy there who is clearly off his face. Slurred words and can’t stand up straight. He tells the cashier that he’ll pay for whatever I want as well.
“I say no thank you iv got my own money. “
He says “nah go on I’ll pay for you order whatever you want. I just won it big I’ll pay for you.”
This goes back and forth a few times. I literally have my bank card on the eftpos machine while he’s handing the cashier fistfuls of cash at the same time. The poor cashier looks 13 and isn’t in the position to tell a drunk 40 something man no. So he buys my happy meal as well as an extra cheeseburger I didn’t ask for, because he just wants to be nice.
Alright fine he just want to be nice because he just won a bunch of money at the pokies. Whatever. Thank you have a great evening.
That’s not the end of it though. Far from it. Now he’s asking me to sit with him and what’s my name etc.
I tell him “I don’t have a name”.
You think that’s a pretty big fuck off I don’t want to talk to you right? You’d think that’s the end of the interaction right?
Unfortunately not.
I go collect my happy meal from the counter and walk to the other side of the shop.
He picks up his stuff and follows me and keeps saying sit down. Sit down with me come on I bought you a burger sit down and eat with me come on.
I ask him why? Why do you want me to sit down? why did you buy me stuff? Why are you doing this?
He says he’s just being nice. (But we know he’s not because he would be using buying me things as leverage to keep talking to me when I clearly do not want to)
He keeps not taking no for an answer. Every boundary I set with this guy (that I was like good job that was a good clear boundary) just gets bulldozed.
I sit down with him and start bawling my eyes out as I eat my little burger and chips. And I really sincerely hope I ruined his night. I hope I made him feel so guilty and shitty.
He’s like “why are you crying? Don’t say it was anything I did” (so he knows that he’s done wrong but doesn’t want to be told that)
I just say something like I’m on my period.
And then my saviour comes in. One of my friends who is wearing a cropped blazer, a ball gown, platform heels, pearls statement sword earrings and a corset. They are already a tall person and is now towering over us like is this guy bothering you sweetie. I take my leave and go sob in the womens bathroom for a good while before going and meeting the rest of my friend group. But god what a way to start a night.
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45dazedandconfused · 10 months
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Homeless Part two
I was still in shock the rest of the week and drove myself insane trying to figure out how in the hell I had nothing but my carhouse, me, and my dog to worry about and still had the same amount of bills I did when I wasn't on the streets. I was still making a car payment and I tried to keep that between $200/$300 a month, car insurance after all the bullshit tickets, $187 a month. (for the record the ovi's still make me sick to my stomach, I deserved the punishment for them. Well most of it.)  Cell phone $70 and that was after switching to cheap ass metro. Website for business $70, business insurance $40, gas at least $400 and that is me driving with the gaslight on and praying I don't run out. Food well there was no place to store  food so I was spending $20 a day at convenience stores, because when you don't have a home you also have limited places to keep groceries. I have a small cooler for the car to keep drinks in. Mainly bottled water that gets refilled. Peanut butter and jelly is what keeps me going. I have soy or almond milk and cereal. Never any real food. Hotdogs and smoke sausage are a treat. So just this small list of the cost of being homeless. It's around 1500 a month and I don't ever have a place to take a shit!!!!  All of the things listed if you noticed didn't include tampons, shampoo, soap, toothpaste, dog food, or any other little thing you don't think about always having ready at your fingertips. Qtips, god I miss always having them. I forget to buy them everytime I go to the store and  when I do remember I don't have the extra money to spend on them. It really is the smallest stuff sometimes that makes you feel like a real human.
Speaking of humans, you all know that what we put in the body comes back out in some form.  Have you ever been away from home and had to take a shit? Where did you go? Now think about being around your town having to shit, no money to buy anything at any store or restaurant, and most gas stations locally don't have bathrooms.  Fast food places are even pains in the asses about coming in only for the bathroom, but even if they aren't most of them are a good distance away when nature comes calling. I have actually had to shit on the side of the road, in a bush, barely hidden from view. Guess what? I had no toilet paper, so I slid my ass back and forth on the grass, sliding over slightly each swipe to get my ass as clean as I could. Thankfully and dreadfully it was full blown winter and the snow helped out with the cleaning process nicely. Man that was a moment I almost just quit trying. It was one of the most humiliating things I've had to do. Sad to say there have been so many more times like that over the last few months that I cringe thinking about. I have done things in the last few months I never dreamed of having to do, but this far in it doesn't bother me as much as it did at first. 
Something that does bother me though is, people don't care. They really don't give a rats ass about their neighbors, or the person they see walking down the street with that packed full backpack, and a worn out tired look on their faces. They will walk or drive right by you and not take a second glance. It makes me sad to think this is the world I grew up in. I must be an alien, not really human, because  I have never been able to just drive by someone I can see clearly needs help and not stop. I have always went out of my way to offer food, shelter, or a ride to it, clothes, money, etc. My dream has been most of my life to open a community center type place, with the exception that the government isn't allowed to interfere. It will be my Treehouse of Creations. The doors will never be locked and everyone I don't care what your story is would be welcome. Unless you hurt children or animals and then I'll kick your ass while throwing you out the door! My own community of misfits that just need a big mommas porch to come home to. As you read this think about all the people you have in your life and the love you feel and share with them. Then try if you can to imagine waking up everyday in your car, or under the bridge, behind a dumpster, or hiding in a park shelter. Imagine not talking to one other human all day, and then that carry into 4 days in a row. All the time you are awake is trying to figure out where you will sleep and eat for the day. Wondering if you will get a shower or be able to just sit down and rest for a min after the long day of work. My Treehouse will be all that and so much more. Teenagers or kids that are having a bad time at home, come hang out and paint, write, play music. Shit break something if need be. But come to the Treehouse and know that you will be loved and accepted. Respected, and listened too. I just want to make sure I do my part to never make another creature feel as unloved and unwanted as I feel today and everyday for the last 8 months. I don't want anyone to be afraid they are going to freeze to death, Or get raped or murdered because it's not always safe in the dark. I want people to have a place to relax on a chair or bed or couch and just feel normal. Take a shower without shower shoes on, or for the love of all that is holy, have somewhere to take a shit!! 
I want to help the addicts find peace, and a skill that makes them happy. So they can use that to replace the drug that is killing them. I want to offer a studio for artists, a music room for musicians, computers and books for writers, daycare for single moms, and so much more. I guess I want a community of people who just love, accept, and cherish the people around them. Helping each other hone in and perfect our talents and skill sets. Then in turn each person learn new skills from each other. The Treehouse of Creations I picture is a place where, when we say come home and put your feet up. That's exactly what we mean. You are family here and always welcomed. 
Well there I go spiraling with my thoughts. It's hard sometimes being me, I exhaust myself trying to just keep my mind on task, or getting my brain to just shut the hell up!  Signing out for now, still homeless on a budget
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heyitsjay03 · 3 years
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Aeipathy: Chapter One
Disclaimer: i don’t (unfortunately) own Marvel or any of their characters, plot points, etc. so all right are to them and their our overlord Disney
AN: i had so much fun with this and i CANNOT wait for this next chapter hehehe
Bucky x Reader
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Location: Classified Year: 2012
   “Do you mind explaining why we’re here?”
   “I’ve got something for ya.”
   “...what is it?”
   “Oh relax, Cap, think of it as a… housewarming present… What? Was… was that too soon?”
  “I’m pretty sure fifteen minutes is too soon, Tony.”
   “There’s no need for hyperboles, Cap- you’ve been defrosted for a year now.”
   “Tony…”
   “Fine. My humblest apologies, Your Righteousness.”
   “...what even is it? And why are we in this basement?”
   “It’s not a baseme- did you even see the amount of security we had to go through to get here?”
   “Yeah- which is why I’m asking. Why are we in a basement after all the security we had to go through?”
   “I thought you might want to see…”
   “See what?”
   “...her.”
   “...__________?”
Location: Brooklyn, New York Year: 1943
   Those two yucks are gonna make me be late again. My eyes dart from the pan of cracking bacon to the busted-up clock on the stained wall. Seven minutes ‘till eight- and the clinic’s ten minutes away. Hopefully, if I can just slip in the back door, I’ll be okay… but even then, I’ll be risking it. No doubt that fathead Warren Lynne will chew me out but-
   “Mornin’, doll!” 
   Much too cheerful. Much too late. My head snaps to look over my shoulder, eyes narrowing as I watch Bucky and Steve stroll into my kitchen. 
   Bucky smiles and plops down into a chair with a piece of toast in his mouth. “You look stunning. As usual.”
   Steve shoves Bucky’s arm and sits down next to him. “Cut that out…” he mutters, fumbling with the black piece of fabric slung around his thin neck. Steve manages to tie his tie into a tangled knot. He huffs and undoes it- only to redo it in the same knot. 
   “You two are gonna make me late,” I mutter, taking the pan off the stove and scraping its contents onto their plates. “I can’t believe you- I’ve already gotten so many warnings, why- just why- can’t you two take care’a yourselves for a few goddamn-”
   “Language.”
   My eyes flick to Steve, shoulders and back taut as I stare daggers at him. He immediately pales and goes quiet, fiddling with his tie. Sighing, I toss the pan back onto the stove with a loud clang. The two boys jump in their seats as I run a hand through my hair. 
   “Just once, boys, please,” I mumble, tugging my hair up into a tight bun. “All I want is for you two to help out ‘round here. I don’t want to sacrifice my career, you know that-”
   Bucky, chewing a large bite of toast and eggs, waves his hand and shakes his head. His voice is slightly muffled by his food. “Doll, what in God’s name are ya talkin’ about?”
   I scoff. “Are you kidding? Ever since I moved here-”
   Bucky waves a bitten piece of toast at me, “Doll, I know. I’m just sayin’-”
   “No, Buck!” I snap, snatching my bag. “I’m tired of it! I keep draggin’ Steve out’a clinics tryin’ to enlist, I keep turnin’ your girlfriends out ‘nd away, I keep the house clean, I work at the clinic, I put myself through nursing school-”
   “__________,” Steve says softly, “I think what Buck’s tryna say is that it’s Saturday.”
   …
   “...is it?”
   Bucky nods- his eyes wide as he stares at me in fear. Slowly, he lifts his fork to his mouth and eats his eggs. His eyes never leave me, like he’s scared of me charging at him with a kitchen knife. 
   “You went to work yesterday,” Steve continues, “Don’t you remember?”
   ...I do. I had gone in early- before even the sun woke up. Doctor Nachtnebel was already there, working on something in his office. That serum for the military, I’m sure, with the way his folders were all stuffed full of papers of our handwriting.
   “...I’m sorry,” I mutter, throwing myself into the last chair at my small dining table. My head collapses into my palms as I stare down at the table. “I dunno what came over me...”
   “Hey,” Steve mumbles, poking my arm. 
   I move my head to look at the two of them. “If you wanted help, all ya had t’do was ask, Doll,” Bucky teases, a smile creeping onto his face. “You take a break. Stevie ‘nd I’ll clean up ‘nd make ya somethin’ for breakfast- how’s that sound, Doll?”
   I sigh, letting my eyes run over my two boys. Steve’s tie is tangled horribly- a mess of fabric under his scrawny neck. Bucky’s hair is a mess, all rubbed back and forth and tossed around on his head like an animal had lived in it. The two of them haven’t shaved and Bucky’s shirt is on backwards. 
   I don’t trust them with my breakfast at all.
   “Buck, she’s thinkin’ too hard,” Steve quips, “Get her back upstairs before she says no.”
   I groan, “Steve, c’mon, please- I’ll be fine, don’t-”
   “Sorry, Doll,” Bucky chirps, “Stevie’s right. We’ve got this handled- you go…” He trails off for a second before snapping his fingers. “Go get ready. I’m takin’ you two out. My treat.”
   “Buck, I don’t have anything to wear-”
   “Just go get ready, Doll,” Bucky hums, locking eyes with me as a smirk crosses his lips. “Trust me?”
   I roll my eyes, “...why should I?”
   “Because you owe me,” he teases as he gets up from his chair.
   “It’s been thirteen years- you’re still using that excuse?”
   “I’ll be usin’ it ‘till I die.”
   “That could be arranged,” I mutter quietly. Bucky shoots me a glance and rolls his eyes as he throws a towel over his shoulder. He sighs as he picks up the sponge sitting at the sink. Humming to himself, he scrubs the dishes- swaying from side to side in his spot. Steve finishes his food and puts his dish in the sink before pulling out ingredients from the fridge. 
   My eyes naturally trail back to Bucky. He’s whistling now- some tune off the radio. He’s fixed his shirt- now loosely tucked into his slacks with the top few buttons undone. His sleeves are rolled up past his elbows. Steve shoves him to wash off the various berries he picked out from my fridge. Bucky shoves him back and the two start bickering back and forth. They continue before Bucky sighs and ruffles Steve’s hair. “Do your thing, Stevie- I’ll finish when you’re done.”
   Steve touches his now-damp hair and glares at Bucky for a moment. Turning back to the dishes, I can hear him muttering promises to get him back. Bucky smirks at me as he tugs the towel off his shoulder and wipes his hands. “Ya like what ya see, Doll?” he teases, “Could be a permanent view if ya let me take ya on that date.”
   I scoff and get to my feet. “Fine, I’m going, Buck,” I mutter as I stalk towards my bedroom. “If ya wanted me gone, all ya had t’do was ask.”
   “Just the opposite, Doll!” He calls as I shut the door. I sigh and slump my head against the door. Bucky’s voice carries through my door. “I want ya around ‘till I’m cold in my grave!”
   “Will you quit it?” Steve laughs, shaking his head. “I’m standin’ right here.”
   “I’ll quit when I’m dead, Stevie!”
   What a moron.
   “Buck, please,” I mutter, tugging my shawl over my shoulders. “It’s freezing, where are we-”
   “Just a second, Doll,” Bucky says with a smile before waving a hand over his head. “I’m over here, Rosie!”
   He catches the attention of a blonde girl wearing a bright red dress. 
   Another girlfriend. Fantastic. 
   Steve’s eyes widen as he watches the girl get closer. As Bucky walks up to greet her, I start to inch backwards. They wrap their arms around each other while chattering excitedly. Another step back, a tug on the shawl over my shoulders. 
   Maybe I shouldn’t be here. The last one of Buck’s girls didn’t appreciate me being as close to him as I am. 
   Steve’s arm shoots out and grabs mine. “Stay,” he says quietly. “You can be my date.”
   His eyes glisten with sympathy as his chest puffs out. Holding out his elbow, he smiles. I return the smile warmly and nod to myself. I can have just as much fun with Steve as with Bucky. “Why, I’d be delighted, Stevie.”
  Bucky turns around with a bright smile. “Kids- I’d like ya t’meet Rosie. Stevie’s date for tonight.”
   Rosie smiles at me. “You must be __________!” She hums, taking my hand and giving it a quick shake. 
   ...Steve’s date? 
   I thought Bucky and her were...
   If they’re supposed to be together tonight, then-
  Steve nudges me as I stand with my mouth dangling open. A cough leaves my lips and I jump back into my skin. “It’s nice to meet you,” I say with a pleasant lilt to my voice. “This is Steve!” I add quickly, grabbing Steve and tugging him in front of me. “Real sweetheart, ya know? Hard t’find a guy as sweet as him.”
   Rosie’s smile falters for only a moment before it’s back to bright and brilliant. She happily greets Steve- who is equally as happy. Blush rises in his cheeks as he glances over Rosie’s shoulder at me. My eyes widen with my smile before his attention is taken back to Rosie. 
   “Well, looks like the kids are gettin’ along.” Bucky whispers in my ear. I can feel him standing behind me as I watch Steve stumble over his words and Rosie’s giggling. 
   “I’m glad,” I whisper back, “Stevie deserves someone special.”
   “So do you, Doll.”
   I scoff and roll my eyes. “And I suppose you’re gonna offer to be that someone?”
   “If you’d let me,” Bucky says, tilting his head back and rocking on his heels. He is… so unbelievably smackable it’s silly. That stupid smirk. Those dumb lips. That look in his eyes. “Just for tonight?” Bucky adds, offering his elbow.
   I look at it and then back up at him. What game is he playing?
   Is he even playing a game?
   Why would he play with me? To humiliate me? That’s not Buck. Not my- our- Bucky. 
   Slowly, I slip my hand into the crook of his elbow. “Just for tonight.”
   The movie had long since started but I’d lost the plot long ago. Steve and Rosie are in front of us- Bucky claiming he ‘wanted to make sure the kids didn’t do anything stupid’.  A bucket of popcorn is at our feet with the top of the container grazing the hem of my navy blue skirt. 
   None of that bothers me as much as Bucky though. He sits beside me with his arm draped across the back of my seat. He leans in every once in a while to ask if he could grab the popcorn container or offer his jacket- which hangs over my body. Every exchange is so… sensual. 
   The way his hand lightly slides against my leg as he grabs the container. 
   The way his lips graze my ear as he asks if I’m enjoying myself. 
   The way his touch lingered for a moment as he placed his jacket over my shoulders. 
   I’m reading too much into this. Always overthinking. 
   As I place a piece of popcorn on my tongue, I try to watch the movie. The black and white images flicker back and forth- some tale of lovers, I think. A trio of friends- ironic, I think to myself- with two of them falling so desperately in love with each other but refusing to say anything. 
   My gaze tugs to the side as I feel someone watching me. 
   Buck smiles, pink dusting his cheeks, as our eyes meet. I bite down into my popcorn and laugh quietly. “It’s… it’s really good,” I tell him for the thirty-third time tonight, gesturing to the popcorn.
   Bucky nods, “Only the best for you, Doll.”
   My eyes turn down to the container before flicking back up to him. I try to look back to the movie but my eyes stay fixated on Bucky- who keeps looking at me. Blush rushes into my cheeks as we just keep staring at each other. Swallowing, I keep my eyes from trailing down to his lips. 
   “Thank you.” he says quietly. 
   “For what Buck?” I giggle nervously, “You’re the one that-”
   “For giving me a chance.”
   My eyes dart back down to my skirt as another anxious laugh leaves my lips. “You’re… you’re bein’ silly, Buck.”
   “Sorry Doll,” he says gently, his fingers coming up under my chin and lifting until I’m looking back at him. “I’m just… crazy about you.”
   We start to lean in and I can feel his lips graze mine-
   “__________!” 
   There’s loud knocking at my door. 
   “__________, ya alright?” 
   It’s Steve. 
   “Y-yeah!” I call, throwing the blanket off of me and getting to my feet. When did I even fall asleep? I was just getting ready- wasn’t I? “Sorry! I… I must’a fallen asleep. What time is it?”
   “...you’ve got an hour ‘till we leave,” Steve answers, “Ya slept for a while. You okay?”
   Define ‘okay’.
   “I’m fine,” I mutter, running a hand down my face. “Just tired, that’s all.”
   “Well you’ve been working a lot recently,” Steve says from the other side of the door. “You must’a needed the sleep.”
   “...yeah.” 
   Didn’t need that dream, though. 
   “I’ll… I’ll be right out!” 
   I listen as Steve shuffles down the hall- only to yell at Bucky for something. Bucky defends himself but I don’t pay it any mind. A shirt thrown over the back of one of my couches, feet up on the table; it’s always something. Steve’s always on Bucky’s head about something when they’re staying with me. Something about ‘manners’ usually. 
   I laugh to myself as I watch myself combing my hair in the mirror. They’ve always been like that. From the first day I met the two punks in that damned alleywall. Always bickering between the two of them. Steve pulling Bucky away from flirting with the cute vendor at the Dodger game, Bucky dragging Steve away from gawking at the Great War exhibit. And then the two of them banding together to pull me away from… everything I manage to get myself into. 
   Sighing, I place my brush down at the base of my mirror. I look back up at my reflection and smile. I’m beautiful. Gorgeous, even. Cocky, too, but… It doesn’t matter how I style my hair or what clothes I wear. I am beautiful. An insecurity here and there, sure- but that doesn’t take away from my beauty. It makes me unique. Not a paper doll that’s so ‘cookie-cutter’. 
   “Doll!” Bucky calls from outside, “Telephone!”
   I take one last glance at my reflection. Yep. Still beautiful. Darting out the door, I take the phone and receiver from Bucky. “Hello?”
  “__________!” Lily yells from the other side of the phone, “I’ve been callin’ you, where’ve ya been?!” 
   Odessa Lily Mae Ababio and I had met when we both stumbled into a women’s rights meeting when we were teenagers. As time went on, less and less women started showing up but Lily and I- along with a few others- stayed and took charge. We became an unyielding force for women, a family. Lily and I have worked in tandem as leaders of the group for three years. We call nearly every night to discuss plans and changes and updates- but any call before eight is almost guaranteed to be an emergency.
   Sighing, I run a hand through my hair. “I’m… I’m sorry, Lils, it’s been a helluva day. What’s happening?”
   Lily sighs. “They kicked us out of the factory again- some rejected soldiers, it sounds like.”
   “You’re kidding,” I mutter, eyebrows furrowing as I sit back up in my seat. “They can’t do that, can they?”
   “...the factory’s siding with them,” Lily sighs again. It’s broken, more ragged. I can hear the tears clotting her throat. We had worked so hard to even get the girls into the factory- many of them trying to fend for themselves while their families were sent to the war and the remaining members depending on them. And now they’re just going to throw them back out?
   And for what?! There’s plenty of work to be done at the factory- why throw them out?
   “...is Mister Richardson there?” I ask, gripping the phone line. “Is he in his office?”
   “Hold on,” Lily mumbles. I can hear her press the phone against her chest and her yelling for someone to peek into his window. A few moments later, she comes back. “Yeah, he’s here.”
   “I’ll be right down. Make sure he doesn’t leave.”
   “Will do, __________.”
   Click. 
   I look up at the boys as I throw the phone back onto the receiver. “There’s some problems with the girls at the factory,” I mutter, snatching the nearest pair of shoes and tugging them on. “I have t’go.”
   “We’re comin’, too,” they say in unison. 
   “You don’t have to. I’ll be back in time for tonigh-”
  “That’s not why we’re comin’ with,” Steve chuckles, slipping into his shoes. 
   “We’re comin’ with because it’s the right thing t’do,” Bucky finishes, slinging his legs off the side of the chair. “Now, c’mon, Doll. I’m drivin’.”
    Inside, the whir of machinery clanks and buzzes throughout the street. Smoke billows out from the chimneys and mixes with the pure white clouds above. There’s a large crowd amassed in front of the factory. Split into two groups, a group stands at the entrance facing out and a group stands a bit away facing in. The men stand at the entrance of the factory, chests puffed out and arms crossed. A few wear expressions of indifference. Others wear a cruel smile. I can tell by the colorful, oil-stained bandanas around their heads that it’s mostly women in the crowd. 
   It’s all women in the crowd looking in. 
   As Bucky parks across the street, I jump out before he stops. Lily turns to face me and parts from the crowd. I reach out and grab her calloused, russet-colored hand as we meet. “How’s it goin’?” I ask quietly, scanning the faces of the men standing guard at the factory entrance. 
   Her eyes scan the crowd of women whispering amongst themselves. “It’s not bad,” she whispers. 
   As she says this, one of the men scoffs and spits just at the front row of women’s feet. “Go back to your kitchens, now- the men’re back.”
   “...but it’s getting worse.” Lily finishes. Her hand squeezes mine as we weave through the crowd to get to the barricade of men. “Just… be careful... Okay? These ones… they’ve got a bite to them.”
   “I’ll be fine,” I whisper back. “I’ll take care of this.”
   We push through to the clearing between the two groups. The men’s eyes collectively gather on the two of us. Their faces and eyes harden as a dismissive air fills the gap between us. I purse my lips and sigh, walking straight for the door. 
   An arm shoots out and grabs mine, pulling me back in front of the factory. “No can do, miss,” the man huffs, “You’re all dismissed. Jobs ‘ve been filled. Richardson’s orders.”
   “If Richardson has given those orders, I’d like to hear them for myself,” I say firmly, shrugging his hand off of me. “So, if you’ll excuse me, sir.”
   The hand shoots out and grabs my arm again. “What part of ‘you’re dismissed’ did you not understand?”
   I stare up at the man and study his features for a moment. Scar above his left eye- which are green- and black hair that grazes his ears. A cigarette dangles from his chapped lips and freckles dot his face. I smile and clear my throat. “I understood perfectly. I just chose not to acknowledge it so that I can go talk to Mister Richardson.”
   The man scoffs. “Ya get one job ‘nd think you can talk to a man like that- this is why you women should stay at home. Get a job ‘nd ya start gettin’ all uppity ‘nd smartmouthed ‘cause your head’s been filled with so many ideas.”
   “On the contrary, sir,” I hum with a sickly-sweet smile. “I’d say staying at home has made me much more smartmouthed. Gave me a lot of time to think... Working clears me up. Lets me focus on what’s important. Now, if you’ll please excuse me, I’m talking to Mister Richardson.”
   “Listen, lady,” the man says, taking a drag from his cigarette. “If you don’t get outta here with all your other broads, I’m gonna have t’use force.”
   My smile broadens. “Force?” I coo, “Oh dear. Well… force won’t be necessary.”
   He chuckles, “That’s what I thought-”
   As he reaches up to grab his cigarette, I snatch his wrist and twist his arm around his back. Planting my elbow into the center of his back, he’s brought to his knees without much ‘force’. 
   “Now, sir,” I huff, “I’m going to talk with Mister Richardson and I’m going t’hand you off to a dear friend of mine. ‘nd you’re gonna be polite, you got that?”
   “Let me-!”
   I cut off his struggling with another twist of his wrist. “C’mon, now. Don’t get so many ideas of escaping. It’s pretty hard to in this position.”
   Bucky and Steve join me in the clearing. Bucky slowly glares at each one of the men while Steve tries to look as intimidating as possible. I smile as they get closer. “Looks like ya didn’t need us much, did you?” Bucky comments, looking down at the man as he squirms in my hold. 
   “Can you hold him while Lily ‘nd I go in to talk to Richardson?”
   “Sure thing,” Bucky mumbles, grabbing the man just below my hand. “Call out if ya need us.”
   “Thank you,” I smile. Lily tugs my arm and the two of us pass between the other men. They avoid our gazes as we pass, backs taut and shoulders too tense. 
   Scared of a couple of women. A nurse and a factory worker. 
   As they should be.
   We round the corner and head up the stairs overlooking the machinery. The door to Richardson’s office is shut but the familiar clacking of his typewriter and the glow of a lamp streams out into the stairway. “Ya ready for this, Lils?” I ask. 
   “Let’s do this.”
   The two of us push the door open. Mister Richardson, a heavy-set man with eternally-pink cheeks, sits at his wood desk surrounded by files and papers and his typewriter. His light eyes slide over to us over his glasses before widening. 
  “Miss Bishop!” He chuckles nervously, pushing away from his desk. Sweat lines the collar and underarms of his expensive-looking suit. 
   He’s been expecting my arrival.
   “I didn’t realise you’d be here today- and with Miss Aye-bee-bee-yo!”
   “Ababio,” we correct at the same time. 
   “Oh- of course!” He says with a grand outstretching of his arms. “My mistake! Well… ladies… what can I do for you?”
   “I think you know exactly what you can do for us,” I hum sweetly.
   “Now, Miss Bishop, let’s not be rash-”
   “Rash?” I ask, placing a hand on my chest in feigned offense. “Now, that doesn’t sound like me, does it, Lily?”
   Lily shakes her head. “Not at all, __________.”
   “No, sir. We just came… to talk.” I coo, sitting down on his desk. Sighing, I look around the room and tap my nail against the wood of his desk. “It’s a beautiful office you have here, Mister Richardson.”
   “T- thank you, Miss… Miss Bishop.”
   “Unfortunately, there are others that don’t have the same luxuries,” I sigh again. “Those women out there included.”
   “It’s truly unfortunate-”
   “Yes, it is, isn’t it? ...however, Madame Fortune did smile on them when they were… so graciously given work at this factory. Families were fed, houses were kept, food was bought, children cared for… Isn’t that right, Lily?”
   “Twenty-five families. Forty kids.”
   I whistle, raising my eyebrows as I get to my feet. Slowly, I stalk the decorated walls of his office. My fingernail trails down various gaudy declarations of wealth and prestige. “That’s quite a few people,” I hum, “None of them are quite happy with this… change in employment, I’m sure.”
   “Miss Bishop-”
   “I could only imagine how many pissed-off family members are on their way right now- not to mention how many children are wondering just where their next meal is coming from.”
   “Miss Bishop, please-”
   “What is it, Mister Richardson?” I ask, peeking out of his window to look down at the crowd out front.
   “These soldiers-”
   “Rejected soldiers, yes. Go on.”
   “They’re… they demand their jobs back and-”
   “Mmhm,” I hum, “But if I remember correctly, you’re understaffed.”
   “Well, yes, but the men. They… they’d rather not… they’d rather not work with…”
   “With what, Mister Richardson? Spit it out.”
   “With… women.”
   My head falls back with laughter. As my laughter dies down, I wipe a tear off my face. “A- apologies,” I mumble, “I just… I… I think that’s absolutely hilarious. They come in here and demand- sorry... beg- for their jobs back and tell you they won’t work with women? Are you… not the boss, Mister Richardson?”
   “Well, no-”
   “So you call the shots, yes? And you set the conditions under which your employees work?”
   “Yes, but-”
   “So you’re understaffed with all those women working out there so why not... add the men back to their original positions? Lily can retrain the women working those positions since I understand that men can’t be nearly as… versatile as we can.”
   “Well, the men-”
   “Ah yes,” I mumble, tapping my finger on my chin. “I forgot. A bunch of rejected soldiers refuse to work amongst women. They must not need the work then. Mister Richardson, wasn’t it you who said… oh, what was it… Lily?”
   “‘A man starved cannot turn his nose up at bread’.”
   “Thank you, darling,” I smile, winking at her. Turning back to Richardson, my face turns to stone. “Was that not you?”
   “...it was.”
   “Are you not a man of your word? Oh dear…”
   Richardson goes quiet. 
   Lily opens her mouth to speak but I wave her off- watching as Richardson’s face twitches in thought. The handkerchief held tightly in his hand is damp and his knuckles white. Sweat drips down his face, even in the coolness of the day. 
   Scared of a nurse and a factory worker.
   As he should be.
   “...tell the girls their break is over,” Richardson says quietly. “And bring the men up here. I… I have some changes to our agreement I’d like to discuss.”
   Lamplight flickers overhead as our steps echo down the lonely street. Puddles have formed in scattered sections of the road and sidewalk. The smell of rain is ever-present. Steve is up in front of us, walking alongside the date Bucky had arranged for him. She’s sweet- a little ditzy and blunt but… she didn’t look at Steve any different than she did Bucky or I so…
   I just want him to be happy.
   “You’re thinkin’ too hard again,” Bucky mumbles, nudging me with his elbow as we walk down the street. “What’s plaguin’ ya this time?”
   “Nothin’, Buck,” I laugh, rolling my eyes. 
   “Ya might cut me with that lie, Doll,” he teases, “C’mon… you can tell me what’s on that pretty mind’a yours.”
   “...nothing, Buck.”
   “Is it the committee? The Women’s Committee?”
   “No.”
   “What about the girls at the factory?-”
   “They’ll be okay,” I say quietly, watching as Steve turns bright red after his date compliments his suit. “They can handle themselves pretty well- especially with Lily there.”
   “Okay, then,” Bucky mumbles, “What is it?”
   “Why do ya wanna know so bad?” I ask with a small laugh, eyes sliding over to him.
   Bucky smirks, laughs, and shakes his head. His eyes turn down to the sidewalk before another huffing laugh passes his lips. “‘Cause I worry ‘bout you, Doll.”
   “You always worry about me,” I tease, nudging him with my elbow. “Ever since you two found me in that alleyway… fending for my life against those assholes... always worryin’ about me.”
   “Can’t help it,” he says quietly, “I love you, Doll.”
   “I love you, too, Buck,” I whisper back. I can still feel his eyes on my back before I turn to face him. “But you can stop worrying… I’m twenty-five years old and you’ve been worryin’ since I was eight- you can take a break now.”
   Bucky stops. I stop and turn to face him again, eyebrows furrowing as I look at him. He’s just… staring. Unwavering. Just staring right through me. A small shiver runs down my spine- not fear, just… anxiety. Like the kind when someone’s going through your stuff and you don’t want them to find something. But… what do I not want him to find…?
   Finally, Bucky smiles crookedly- all cocky and broken at the same time- before clicking his heels together and shaking his head with laughter. “You’re so smart… why… why can’t you figure this out? It’s… all laid out for ya. Just… figure it out already...”
   “What’s that supposed t’mean?” I snap, eyebrow shooting into an arch. “I’ve figured it out already, Buck-”
   “That’s not what I mean,” he mumbles, stepping forward and pressing his lips to my forehead. Bucky lingers there for a moment- does he? I could be imagining things- before he pulls away with a sigh. “You don’t get what I mean.”
    ...what is he talking about?
   “Bucky!” I yell, running after him as he catches up with Steve. “Bucky, c’mon, tell me what you mean!”
    “There’s no fun in that!” He yells back, “You’ve gotta learn for yourself!”
   “Miss Bishop!” 
   My ears perk up and I dart around the corner of the nurses’ station to the Doctor’s office. Doctor Nachtnebel looks up at me over his glasses as I hurry in. “Yes, Doctor?” I hum, smoothing my hands down my skirt. 
   “Close the door,” he rasps with a slight German accent. “Drafty.”
   I do as he says as he gets up, adjusting his glasses as he looks down at the papers in his weathered hands. The folders have streaks of jet-black ink crossing out the more ‘delicate’ information restricted from the wandering eyes of nurses. But if you’re lucky, you can snatch a glance every now and then as the Doctor crosses the lines out. 
   “Miss Bishop,” the doctor says quietly, pacing slowly towards me. “...may I be frank?”
   “...of course, sir,” I mumble, eyebrows furrowing as he stops in front of me. His light eyes- one blue and one grey- scan my face as a hand comes to massage his drooping jaw. Slowly, he inhales raggedly. “...is… is something wrong, sir?” I ask as I take a step forward.
   “That remains… to be seen,” he mutters, turning away and placing his hand on his desk. “Miss Bishop, do you recall the project I asked your assistance on?”
   I do. He had called me into his office late one night, told me to shut the door and sat me down to discuss a project he had been recruited to assist in. Some serum- the details were few and hazy. The government wanted it created, produced, tested, and perfected. Human testing is scheduled to start next week, should the higher-ups approve the tests done on various animals. 
   I nod with a small smile. “Did they approve human testing?” 
   Doctor Nachtnebel scoffs and shakes his head. He rubs a hand down his face then back up and into his hair. “No… No, Miss Bishop, they did not.”
   My shoulders slump a bit. I was there for a solid part of the project. Not the testing, unfortunately, but the formula design and tweaking of chemicals and such- I was there. This had become something I grew proud of. “...oh,” I whisper, eyes settling on the floor. “I’m… I’m sorry, Doctor.”
   “...so am I,” he mumbles. “Miss Bishop, you… you gave me permission to be frank,” he says, turning back to face me. He looks down his glasses at me- eyes blinking slowly. “Do you still permit me?”
   I nod. 
   “Oh good,” Doctor Nachtnebel hums with a small smile. “Miss Bishop…” he sighs, shaking his head as he looks back down at his hands. My eyes follow his and land on a single syringe filled with a thick blue liquid. 
   “Miss Bishop,” he says again quietly, “I am sorry.”
   “Sorry for-”
   He cuts me off, lunging and grabbing me by the face. Wrapping his arm around my mouth, he tugs me to him. I scream- something muffled by the hand held tight against my face. Something pricks my neck as my eyes wildly flick towards the pain. The syringe slowly begins injecting liquid into me. Like blue fire, it singes under my skin and writhes through my veins. 
   I let out another scream as I thrash in his hold. He’s strong- much stronger than he looks. Fingers dig into my waist and back, holding me almost completely still as I try to get away. Pain slips into every inch of my body and lights every section on fire. 
   “I am sorry, Miss Bishop,” the doctor mutters through gritted teeth. “I did like you… I just… have other allegiances.” 
   The doctor leans into my ear as another scream tears out of my lungs. “...hail HYDRA, Miss Bishop.”
   Cold. 
   Cold and hot and empty and full.
   My eyes glide around the room. Empty. Left to die.
   Freezing. Shivering, biting cold. 
   I’m alone. The clinic closed until tomorrow. 
   Doctor. Doctor- that traitor. 
   My limbs are not my own. Weighed down with fatigue, I can barely move my neck. 
   Sweat beads down every inch of me and drips onto the tile floor. My clothes stick to my skin and my body burns with heat. I can see faint traces of it on the tile. 
   Help. I need help.
   My mouth is dry- too dry to even crack open. 
   Slowly, I push my hands under my chest. 
   Up. Get up. 
   Up.
   Get. Up. 
   I’m on my knees now. Sweat is slicking down my arms. 
   Pants leave my lips as I stare lazily at the doorknob. 
   Steve. Bucky. 
   My hand reaches out and slips off the knob. My body falls forward and I collide with the tile once again. 
   I’m going to die here.
   Something creaks outside. The doctor. He’s back. Here to check on the serum’s progress. 
   It’s still a test for him. 
   “Doll?” 
   Bucky. 
   Energy surges through me as I hear his steps hesitantly get closer. 
   “Doll, you here?”
   “B-” I stop, straining as I try to get to my knees again. “Bucky.” His name leaves my lips like a crackling groan. Barely noticeable. 
   “...Dollface, c’mon, this ain’t funny. Come home... It’s late.”
   “Buck,” I groan again, clutching my sides as they start to clench and pulse. “Bucky!” I yell, my voice snapping like wood in a fire. 
   His footsteps come running towards the door. As the door swings open, my body devours the cool air blown in. It sends chills down every inch of me but I know how bad my fever is. 
   “Clothes,” I whimper, fisting the drenched fabric in my hands. “Clothes.”
   “Doll, what… what happened?!” Bucky yells, dropping down to my side. His hand cups under my neck. “...you’re burnin’ up.”
   “Clothes,” I whisper, my hands now shaking. “Please.”
   Bucky scans my eyes and then nods frantically, gripping my shirt and tugging it over my head gently. My body seizes with tremors as the air hits me. Bucky immediately reaches back for the shirt- only for my hand to reach out and grab his wrist. “No.” I shake harshly, eyes rolling back into my head. “Hos... hospital.”
   “Okay… okay, yeah, Doll, I can do that. I can do that.” Bucky says quietly, nodding to himself. “Okay, yeah. Yeah, let’s go. C’mon, Doll. Let’s go.”
   “...don’t know…”
   “...nothing we can…”
   “...it won’t be long… gave her sedatives to help...”
   “Bullshit!” 
   “Sir-”
   “No! You go in there ‘nd you fix her!” 
   “Buck, calm-”
   “No, Steve! They’re… they’re frauds! ...fix her, dammit!”
   “Bucky,” I call softly, swallowing hard as my eyes swim around. Nothing’s in focus- all of it just colors and vague shapes. “Steve?”
   Two pairs of footsteps run towards me. Colored silhouettes drift over me and I feel someone cup my face, a thumb rubbing my cheek. My body melts into the touch as someone else grips my hand. “Boys,” I mumble with a lucid smile. “My boys…”
   “Heya Doll,” Bucky rasps, “...they’re… they’re gonna fix ya up all nice ‘nd good, alright? You’re… you’re gonna be just fine, Doll.”
   I laugh quietly, “...Stevie… what’d they actually say?” I watch as the darker silhouette on my right slightly looks toward the lighter silhouette. “...stop threatening… him, Buck. Let the… let the kid answer.”
   Steve grips my hand tighter. “...they, uh... they don’t… they don’t know how to stop the fever.”
   “...how much have they given me?” I ask, blinking slowly. My eyelids feel like weights. 
   “Enough for four people,” Steve answers. I can hear the shake in his voice. Feel the tears landing on my skin. 
   “But you’re gonna be fine, Doll,” Bucky says quietly. “You’re gonna be okay ‘nd you’re gonna let me take ya on that date.”
   “Okay, Buck,” I whisper, my eyelids falling shut. “We’ll… we can go on that date. I’ll… I’ll wear… that new red dress that… you like.”
   “Hey, you keep those eyes open, kid,” Bucky snaps, tapping my cheek with his hand. 
   My eyes slide open and I can feel my chapped lips tug up into a smile. “...I’m so tired, boys.”
   “I know but you gotta stay awake, alright?” Bucky whispers, his voice snapping and cracking. I can feel the tears landing on my face as his hand strokes my face and hair. 
   I know what this is. Endgame. The point of no return. They’ve pumped me so full of drugs they’ll just be killing me faster if they put any more in me. I can feel it, too. Something softly crawling up my legs and body under my skin- like a hum. A gentle relaxation unlike anything. The deepest sleep. 
   It’s over. 
   “Steve,” I mumble, “You take care’a him- keep those ditzy broads outta his hair... alright?” 
   “...okay… okay, __________,” he whispers, his grip growing tighter as I hear him stifle sobs. “I’ll do that.”
  “‘nd... Bucky-”
   “No,” he snaps, “No, no. No. You stop... talkin’ like that, kid. Stop it, Doll. You’re gonna be okay- you stop it.”
   “Bucky, please,” I whisper, feeling my eyes close again. “It’s… Just… take my hand. Please?”
   “No. No, I’m… I’m not gonna do that, Doll, you just stay awake. Stay awake!”
   “Bucky, please,” I whimper as my eyes slide open. I can’t see anything- just them and black. “I… I don’t wanna go alone. I… I need you two with me.”
   “__________, you shut your mouth right now. Stop it.”
   “Bucky, take her hand.”
   “Shut up, Steve,” Bucky snaps. “I’m… I’m gonna… I’m gonna get help. I’m getting you help, Doll. Okay? I’m gonna be back with help. You’re gonna be okay.”
  “Bucky,” I whisper, tears streaming down my face. 
   The hum has reached my chest as I watch the darker silhouette pull away. Steve turns, yelling for Bucky to get back here and pleading for him with broken sobs. 
   “Bucky,” I call, sobs wracking my body as only the light colors of Steve stay in vision. “Bucky, please…”
   A single tear passes my eyelid as my breath stills. 
   There’s only one thought on my mind as sound, light, color, and shape fade. 
   I love you, boys.
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Trying to type characters from books y’all probably don’t recognise
Or you do know them, in which case outside opinions are helpful :) Even if you don’t know the series, I’ll try to give some examples and explain my reasonings so you can correct me if I’m wrong on definitions or if I’m interpreting things in a not so correct way
Today’s edition: The Mysterious Benedict Society I’ll just be typing the main 4 characters
**beware, spoilers may/will be present**
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Reynard Muldoon: INTJ
Throw away the stereotypes because Reynie is seriously such a sweet kid, he’s never cold and unfeeling. And yet, he’s still insanely logical, so don’t go telling me he’s a feeler.
Whilst trying to type Reynie, there were several problems I encountered. The biggest of which being whether he had Ni or Ti in his top two functions. The reason Ti came to mind is because Reynie’s often asking lots of questions and trying to figure out “why?”. I know that everyone can ask questions, but one of the defining characteristics of Ti is that it wants to understand things, which often leads it to asking a lot of questions about “why?”. He’s definitely highly logical (which led me to call him a thinker), and Ti seemed (at first) like it made sense. However, if he had Ti in one of his top two functions, he would be a Perciever. And my boy Reynie is anything but. He’s the one everyone looks to when they need a plan. He’s the one who comes up with all the plans. He feels extremely uncomfortable when he doesn’t have a plan. I may not be comfortable with anything else I’ve called him, but I know he’s a judger. So, if he’s a thinker and a judger, he has to have Te. That’s just how that works. Although I see lots of Ti in him, he just isn’t a perceived, and Te does make a fair amount of sense. Then, with that problem out of the way, I didn’t even have to worry about dealing with Ni. I know he’s very perceptive to patterns, which can be seen in a scene very early in the first book. He’s taking a test that had been advertised in the paper for gifted children. If I’m not mistaken, he’s the only one who figured out that all of the answers to all of the questions were inside the questions themselves. Qs 1-20’s answers were in Qs 21-40, and vice versa. Of course they were phrased in a way that you had to be paying attention to catch it, but they were still there. And he’s the only one who caught it. So either everyone sucks at picking up on patterns or he’s just got some really high Ni.
And so, the only part left to figure out is whether he’s a introvert or extravert. This kid spent most of his childhood before the setting of the book completely alienated by the other children in the orphanage, and he didn’t seem to mind it much. He was always happy just being able to be by himself in the library, reading a nice book by himself. Although he does greatly cherish his friendships as the novels progress, he still very much feels like an introvert to me, at least.
So, putting it all together, we get INTJ! Feel free to start friendly debates in the comments/reblogs/tags, I’m happy to hear anyone else’s thoughts if they think anything else! Just please keep it respectful!
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Constance Contraire: ENTJ
Very similar to Reynie, I just realised… oh well.
I’m not so positive about much else, but Constance is pure Ni. Her level of Ni makes Reynie look like he wouldn’t be able to notice the pattern in a sequence of circle, square, circle, square, etc. I mean, oh my gosh… just… pure Ni right here. For those of you who are unaware, this book series is focused on the adventures of four children, all who are gifted in different ways. Constance, despite the fact that she advanced very quickly for her age (she was 2 in the first book (I think) and was still able to participate in extremely important ways to things that were going on), is essentially hypersensitive to patterns. Like, she could be in a room and someone could be walking quietly down the hallway and she’d know exactly who it was and where they were, just by picking up on sound or whatever it is. Her brain so effortlessly picks up on all sorts of patters without her even knowing it, which feels a ton like Ni to me. My only issue with this is she doesn’t feel like a judger, she doesn’t appear to me as someone who’d care much at all about organisation or plans, but Ni is dominant or auxiliary only for judgers, and I’m not going to argue with that.
The rest of what I have is only assumptions, and I’m open to hearing other opinions.
I think I heard somewhere (a Frank James video?) that, for example, people whose dominant function is a perceiving function (Ni, Ne, Si, Se) would more often come home from work or school or whatever and, when asked how their day went, they would talk more about the things that happened versus the people and interactions/whatever was going on with them, and the opposite for people whose dominant function is judging (Fi, Fe, Ti, Te). Constance, to me, feels like the kind of person who would come home (or wherever home was at the moment) and complain about how stupid everyone seemed all day and how dumb everything they did was. This would mean her dominant function would be her judging function, which would have to be extraverted if her other highest function is introverted. So she’d then be an extravert. You could also make the argument that if she were talking with Mr Benedict (someone she cares an insane amount about), for example, she’d talk about all the cool things she did. But, I still feel that in most scenarios this wouldn’t be the case, so I stand by what I decided on above. There’s even the argument where (completely ignoring everything I’ve said above, just focus on Exxx vs Ixxx right now) she lived alone in the storage room of a library for who knows how long (several weeks? months?). That definitely feels introverted to me, but it could also be irrationality and fear keeping her down there. I don’t know, other thoughts are helpful.
The last thing we need to figure out is whether she’s a feeler or thinker, or in other words whether she’s an Fe or Te dom. To me, Constance doesn’t seem to care much about what other people want. She’ll steal your ice cream when you aren’t looking, when you’re playing the steal/share game (I don’t feel like explaining it, so for your reference it is described in the first chapter of “The Mysterious Benedict Society and the Prisoner’s Dilemma” (aka the third book)) she’ll choose steal because she wants the other people (her friends) playing to have to suffer the consequences, she just doesn’t seem to care much about caring for others. So this would leave her being a thinker, which although I don’t think I’d necessarily call her logical, she is just a little kid and she really doesn’t feel like a feeler.
So, putting all that together, she’d be an ENTJ. Other opinions are welcome, I’d love to talk about it!
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Kate Wetherall: ESFP
I wanted to call her an ESTP (and she might very well be one), but I’ll stick with ESFP for the purposes of my explanations
Total Se dom, I’m not even going to argue about that. She has insanely good spacial awareness and is very much a hands-on person. One of her special gifts is that, just by looking at something, even for just a moment, she can tell you exactly how long it is. No doubt about it, she’ll know. Once she was down in a storm drain (? I think it was a storm drain) to help a girl get the pencil she’d dropped down there. Despite the fact that it was probably super dark down there, she knew exactly how deep the crack the pencil feel down was. She’s high energy, always looking for adventure, very extraverted. I’m not sure what else to say, but man does she have high Se. At this point a lot of it’s just a feeling I get, but I trust it.
So, if she’s an Se-dom, she has to be an ESxP. The only two options from here on forth are ESTP and ESFP, and for some reason I’ve settled on ESFP. I don’t think she’s super logical, she sort of feels like a feeler… not sure…
I actually have no idea if she’s an F or T, so if any of you know the books, I’d appreciate some assistance!
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George “Sticky” Washington: IxTx
No idea with this kid, I also haven’t thought too much about his… nothing seems to jump out to me as STICKY except for introvert… but that’s not much to go off of…
He doesn’t seem to be very social, he seems like he’d be perfectly happy to spend less time around people (aside from the three people above, they as a group are inseparable, it tears them apart inside to be apart from one another for too long).
I call him a thinker, but I wouldn’t argue if you called him a feeler.
I really have no clue with this kid, assistance would be appreciated!
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My thoughts on Dr. Stone’s S02E03 (“Call from the Dead”)
My thoughts after watching Season Two, Episode Three:
01. Taiju and Yuzuriha have different types of shoes – that’s a nice detail 😊
02. Leave it to Yuzuriha the arts and crafts club member to notice a detail like the dirt around the grave being different!
03. Day after day… I wasn’t expecting them to visit the grave THAT often. I like that they used the same phrase (“mainichi mainichi”) as last time – in Season One, Senku used it to describe Kohaku’s dedication to her sister, and now in Season Two, Nikki used it to describe Taiju and Yuzuriha’s dedication to their friend 😊
04. I liked Kohaku and Ginro’s excitement at hearing Taiju’s voice. This is the first time they’ve heard an outsider who they knew right away wasn’t an enemy! (Well, second time for Kohaku, since Senku saved her the day they met.)
05. The next time I’m on the phone with somebody, I’m going to imagine the same huge arc of electricity that Kaseki did 😁
06. Senku was so emotional – eyes shining with tears, smiling as he listened to Taiju – and then it all went away because he had to remind his friend that HE was Senku 😆
07. Just like how Gen is the stand in for the audience (modern timers, but generally clueless compared to Senku), Kokuyou and Ruri are the stand-ins for how incredible the phone must seem to Ishigami Village 😁 Come to think of it, Kokuyou’s had that role since last season – he’s far away enough from the main cast that he doesn’t know all of their adventures (and that distance makes him like the “normal” villagers), but close enough that he gets to share his thoughts and theories. It was through his eyes that we saw the big impacts that bottling and furnaces had on Ishigami Village 😊
08. I know it was short, but I like how Senku greeted Yuzuriha separately. They haven’t had that much screentime together since the anime began, but I like how Senku and Yuzuriha have their own friendship, instead of Taiju being their go-between or something like that.
09. “He’s been screaming all day.” All day? Have they been there longer than just the few minutes we’ve seen?
10. Kohaku noticed the defensive reason for why they had to speed things up! 😊 And I liked her observation about Senku and Taiju 😊
11. It’s could be easy to just write Taiju off as a loud blockhead, but it’s scenes like his allowing Tsukasa to hit him in Season One and his question about bloodshed in Season Two that really show you the kind of admirable, pacifistic guy he is 😊
12. “Gen will be back tomorrow or so.” Okay, so we have an estimate of how far the two kingdoms/empires are from each other. I’m glad they mentioned this!
13. Magma and Chrome’s loud conversation really shows how much anime can improve upon manga. When you’re just reading, you do know characters are talking and being loud, but when you’re watching anime, it drives home the fact that they’re being SO LOUD and that they need to SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP! Poor Gen… 😆
14. Thank you for finally saying Ukyo’s name, Gen 😆 Anime only folks get important information, and manga readers can sigh in relief that another character’s name has been revealed 😁
15. I’m with Magma. Chrome’s so selfish, worrying about his own life like that! 😡 Not like Magma, who’s strong and noble and self-sacrificing and only thinks of others and their safety 😁
16. You have to feel sorry for Gen… he’s trying to get the two of them to just SHUT UP 😆
17. I doubt Magma was seriously thinking that Chrome would go along with that plan, so he must have been joking… and the fact that we have Magma JOKING around with main characters after being the main antagonist in the middle part of Season One… they’re really pals now, aren’t they? 😲😊
18. Chrome’s battery has 15V… how much is that compared to an AAA battery for a remote control? I'll look it up later 😁
19. I’m a modern era person and it would have never occurred to me to use a wire to connect two ends of a battery and throw it into the grass to start a fire. Either Senku told him that battery stuff fairly recently and it was stuck Chrome’s mind because he was in charge of the heating team, or he’s just that much of a genius that nobody explained that to him but he intuited it anyway… or I’m just that stupid 😆
20. It’s expected that Chrome would sacrifice himself, but Magma… very impressive character development 😁 (I mean, I’m a manga reader, so I knew this was going to happen, but still 😁)
21. Gen’s eyes are blue? I never noticed until this episode.
22. Poor Gen… first, in Season One, he had to run like the wind from the shed of science to the Cave of Miracles while he was SEVERELY injured, and he had to do it as fast as possible to help Senku stay safe, and he was the only one who could do it… and now, he has to run like the wind while dealing with the knowledge and guilt that two of his comrades sacrificed himself for him, and he has to do it as fast as possible to be able to start his extremely important deception mission, and he’s the only one who can do it.
23. Gen really needs to get Kaseki to build him some kind of cable car system or a limousine so that he can travel in style between the two kingdoms/empires instead of exhausting himself all the time running back and forth 😲 Or at least a bicycle!
24. Since it’ll take Gen at least one day, possibly longer, to reach the shed of science, that means that Taiju and Yuzuriha must have talked to Nikki one or more days after they spoke with Senku. Anime helps with some things (like sound), but it can sure confuse people about the passage of time…
25. Copper swirly! 😊 I like Kaseki’s name for it better than Senku’s name for it 😆
26. Kohaku’s eyes! She’s SO fascinated by how the copper swirly is being used 😁
27. Nikki’s SO hostile 😲 I get that she’s a guard and everything, but she doesn’t really have a reason to be this hostile to Taiju and Yuzuriha, does she? It’s weird O.o Unless maybe she wanted to do something else (hunting/training/etc.) but she was forced to be their guard specifically because she’s a woman and can stick to Taiju AND Yuzuriha like glue? (Like Brienne from Game of Thrones.)
28. Why are her eyebrows a darker shade than her hair? This is sort of like Kokuyou’s weird hair colors, but to a lesser extent.
29. The punches are… she’s really hostile. Maybe it’s just to emphasize how much she changes later on and the episode, but it’s still so weird.
30. Didn’t Senku “die” on a cliff, out in the open? Kohaku was able to see him from (presumably) far away, and all that stuff with the gunpowder and the huge rock… am I remembering it wrong? Was it NOT a cliff after all? Because the rocks around this grave make it look like some kind of natural, concealed fortress!
31. Senku’s Sebastian voice sounds so silly 😆
32. I wish they had done Lilian’s voice differently. Gen’s fake Lilian doesn’t sound like a native English speaker while speaking English. Maybe they’re counting on the people they’re talking to not knowing the difference between foreign language accents… but still, this could have been done better. Maybe the studio just didn’t want to hire a new person to speak just a few lines. Or maybe they did this on purpose so that Nikki could notice something was off with her voice?
33. Yuzuriha being quick on the uptake again! 😁
34. This has to be the most stressful, rushed, and mathematical estimating of CD sales and body measurements ever 😆
35. The video game music was used in such a fun, light way last season (choosing the third mining team member) that hearing it in this scene for this situation sounds so weird 😲
36. That crouching backwards, pointing straight ahead Lilian pose seemed really out of place when the music is this really soft, gentle song 😲
37. I wonder if the stadium they showed us is based on a real stadium in Japan?
38. “Lilian doesn’t exist in this world anymore. Am I right?” Oh, Nikki… 😭
39. Senku’s eyes were shining when he replied to Nikki… I wonder if talking about Lilian reminded him of Byakuya… somebody who was in space with Lilian and also doesn’t exist in this world anymore… 😭
40. I love how Senku doesn’t lose anything or inconvenience himself at ALL by making that promise, since he’s going to protect the glass recording anyway because of Byakuya 😆
41. Okay, after Nikki committed to the plan (welcome, Nikki!), they zoomed out and the grave is seriously surrounded by all those vertical rocks. There is NO WAY this grave is in the same place Senku and Tsukasa last talked. No WAY.
42. I was SO surprised when the episode ended there 😲 That was NOT what I was expecting. This episode felt so short!
43. I still love this ending theme! 😁
44. About the ending theme (“Koe” / “Voice” by Hatena), songs mean a lot more to me when I understand what the lyrics mean, so I went to YouTube hoping to find an English cover or English subtitles or something. I found this video (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=scv09Dtby-8) by a YouTube channel called AniComet Music, and from 0:12 to 0:34, the lyrics are, “I keep struggling and suffering, but still / I’ll gain strength from the feelings I’ve had for you / It’s a story that will never change / Even though I knew I’d never be a match for him.”
45. Maybe it’s just me, but I feel the song is from Senku’s point-of-view, and both the second and fourth lines could be about Byakuya (especially the fourth line) – in a father/son context, of course – of how he gets strength and inspiration from Byakuya and how he feels his father will always be beyond him and more than him 😭
46. With that said, even though my interpretation is really meaningful to me, it doesn’t really make sense, since “you” and “him” are obviously different people, and when you read more of the lyrics, “you” can’t really be referring to Byakuya. Maybe my interpretation will change when I listen to the song more and read more translations, but this is the first English translation of the ending song that I’ve read, and it really speaks to me 😊
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College Football Week 11 Scores, Top 25 Testing And Must-see Moments
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Through the London 2012 and Rio 2016 Olympics, the BBC managed to provide a large number of free livestreams of various sports, revolutionising the way Uk visitors viewed the games and offering necessary promotion to niche events that would maybe not normally have enjoyed their moment in the general public eye. Both Frazier and Mitchell played lots of games for me. With a smile on their face, Frazier told me he had a relative just who existed there. Rahm informed reporters Tuesday. I talked to him and told him how pleased I was to see him. Little did I know it will be the past time I would personally see him with a basketball inside the hand - and now he’s gone. 1st one was held last week at the Christy Recreation Center where he grew up and played baseball. He entered their senior period as a preseason All-American and Ray Guy Award view record user and ended up being slated to become 1st player at school record to deal with all kicking tasks (punt, KOs and field goals).
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SnK Episode 60 Poll Results (for Anime Only Watchers)
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The poll closed with 159 responses. Thank you to everyone who participated!
Please note that these are the results for the Anime Only Watchers’ poll. If you wish to see the results for the Manga Readers’ poll, click here. 
Anime only watchers, beware of spoilers if you venture over to the manga readers’ poll results.
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RATE THE EPISODE 130 Responses
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And we’re back! An explosive premiere brings the series back. The vast majority seemed to enjoy the episode, with only 2.3% of folks giving it a score below a 3.  
I thought some of the directing in the action scenes was odd and the music didn’t feel as well integrated/utilized as in past seasons.
If this season is consistently as good as this first episode, AOT will indeed end as a perfect masterpiece
ARE YOU HAPPY ABOUT THE CHANGE FROM WIT STUDIO TO MAPPA? 127 Responses
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The Studio change from WIT Studio to MAPPA was a subject of much scrutiny and debate before the season’s release. With almost 61% showing some form of enthusiasm about a new studio’s take on the series. The opinion is not uniform, of course, with just over 18% stating their preference for WIT studio. Slightly less (17.3%) can’t give an answer yet and the rest don’t seem to care at all.  
I wished MAPPA would make the latter episodes a little more vibrant and lessen the blur
mappa as some of my favorite shows (banana fish, yuri on ice, etc) so it was kinda cool to see they picked up AOT szn 4 ! i’m excitedly waiting to watch the next episode, (and with my ‘watch partner’ aka tumblr friend who discusses with me as we watch LOL).
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THE CGI TITANS? 127 Responses
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If there’s one thing that’s rather controversial about the series’ animation adaptation, then it’s certainly the use of CGI (particularly when animating Titans). The opinion of the fanbase seems to be rather positive, nonetheless. 72.4% of responders gave the CGI some praise (be it more open or more reserved), while 18.2% were more negative about the use of CGI. At the bottom was 9.4% who stated that they preferred WIT’s style of CGI to the one utilized in the episode.  
cgi wasn't bad but I was disappointed that it wasn't the 2d animation from the trailer
HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THE NEW OPENING? 128 Responses
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When it came to the season’s opening, there was a positive response, with more than 72% expressing a favorable opinion. 21.1% didn’t seem to care for it and about 6% stated that they thoroughly disliked it. 
OP is WAY too overrated, nowhere near as good as the original, too much glorification of the kind of nationalism that led to Nazi germany's rise to power
HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THE NEW ENDING? 130 Responses
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The new ending received very similar scores, with a similar figure of more than 72% expressing a positive view of the ending and a little over a quarter not caring for it. The proportion disliking it was much lower however, with only 2.3% of folks expressing those thoughts.
HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THE 4 YEAR TIME SKIP? 126 Responses
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One of the grandest developments that came about in this episode is the fact that a 4 year time skip has occurred since the defeat of the Warriors in Shiganshina. Although there is a sizable minority expressing negative feelings (13.5%), the definitive majority is coming in with enthusiasm (70.6%). The rest are still thinking this change over. 
wtf is going on? Who are these new people? Why are we supposed to care about them if they're from Marley? Where are the main characters? Yeah, I suppose Reiner and Zeke technically count as MCs, but there is an appalling lack of 104th characters that needs to be fixed asap!
HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THE SETTING CHANGE? 125 Responses
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In a similar vein, a remarkable new development is a change of setting. The majority (almost 61%) see it in a positive light, while 16% seem to dislike it. Just over 19% aren’t certain yet. 
After what Reiner and co. did, I am not at all interested in their side of the story and just want Eren and co. to completely decimate these people
Fun to meet new characters but I'm eager to know whats going on with the characters we know
It feels a little disorienting but it's a logical progression of the story
Strange
Wouldnt mind the change of setting if we at least had it from the 104th's perspective
I wasn’t expecting it to be so focused on new characters, and I was disappointed at first but I’m indifferent now.
Not liking the new perspective. At least for this new batch of kids. If Reiner and Zeke are going to be a major focus for a while, wouldn't a short series of flashbacks for their pasta work better than a completely new spin-off from the main story?
WHICH NEW CHARACTER IS YOUR FAVORITE SO FAR? 125 Responses
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As this episode introduced a lot of new characters, we got a colorful pie chart for this one. The plurality of responses (40%) chose the kind-hearted Falco, while 28% went with passionate Gabi. 14.4% chose the caring Colt and 13.6% went with the cool Jaw Titan holder. The last couple of responses picked out the stoic General Magath and the quiet Zofia. Poor Udo didn’t get a single vote!
I loved it. I love the new art style, my favorite scene was Gabi destroying the train, she's awesome. I really love Falco as well and Colt. Galliard's titan design is sick
I literally don't give a shit about these new kids, I don't care about their story, just bring back EMA and the 104th already!
WHO DO YOU THINK WILL INHERIT THE ARMORED TITAN? 125 Responses
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Another colorful pie chart! An almost even split for the (possible) future inheritor of the Armored Titan. 37.6% believe Falco will take it, while 27.2% went with Gabi. 33.6% do not see any of the cadets inheriting Reiner’s titan and the last couple of votes went ahead to Zofia instead.
WHO HAD THE BETTER GLOW UP? 127 Responses
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When drawing comparison to Reiner and Zeke’s looks in the previous season, there was a clear favorite among the responses - Reiner, with 74%. Zeke had the preference of 15% and those who didn’t feel like either of them “went through a glow up” took 11%. 
can we acknowledge how good zeke, reiner, and [redacted] looked 😌🥰
REINER PLEASE FUCK ME
WHAT DID YOU THINK OF THE JAW TITAN? 126 Responses
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New season, new setting, new titan! The vast majority of viewers seem hyped about the Jaw Titan and find its design really cool. 15.9% aren’t as thrilled about it, and 9.5% haven’t decided yet. Most of the write-in comments implied a connection with the Jaw Titan. But for the purpose of avoiding spoiling those who haven’t drawn the same conclusion, we won’t be publishing them. Just know we see you. ;)
i was lowkey scared lmao
CART TITAN - BETTER WITH ARMOR OR WITHOUT? 127 Responses
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We are reunited with the eerie Cart Titan from S3, but this time flexing cool armor and machine guns on its back! The overwhelming majority of respondents prefer it better tricked out in its armor, over a small minority who appreciate its natural creepiness more.
MOST OF THE EPISODE FOCUSES ON GABI. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT HER? 124 Responses
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Gabi appears to be a point of controversy among anime viewers already, with 38.7% viewing her favorably, 37.9% viewing her less favorably, and 16.9% not sure how to feel about her yet. Some comments feel she is similar to Eren in some ways, while others found her annoying. And yes, she did break international law. :P
Eren, but smol and female xD
I hate her already
I think she’s awesome
She's like Eren was
she passionately creepy but i like her lol
shes annoying
Gabi is SO annoying istfg really hope Falco gets more focus than Gabi, he seems nicer and more relatable
FALCO MENTIONED SOMETHING ABOUT “FLYING AROUND WITH A SWORD” AND “ATTACKING TITANS.” WHAT DO YOU MAKE OF THAT? 126 Responses
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Overall, no one seems to know what’s going on, though many are theorizing that this is related to the paths, titan powers/memory transfer, or Eren somehow. What could this mean for the future of Falco’s character?
Dig at anime viewers returning to S4
He saw the memories of a survey corps member
I have a couple theories, regarding the memories that intelligent Titans share back and forth
maybe he had one of those flashback/forward things that erens dad had
WHO DO YOU THINK WAS BUYING THE NEWSPAPER AT THE END? 126 Responses
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Nearly 90% of respondents are certain that this mystery character is someone we know, while just a small handful of people believe it’s someone new, and about the same amount not ready to make a call one way or the other yet. Some write-ins on the poll had guessed specifically who the character may be already. But we won’t spoil you just yet. 👀
The end credits guy is definitely someone we know, but I highly doubt it's Eren
The sharp-looking dude at the end just HAS to be someone we know on Paradis, there's no way they'd just throw us in to this new cast of nobodies without some connection to the main characters
WHAT DID YOU THINK OF ELDIANS BEING USED AS WAR FODDER? 126 Responses
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The treatment of Eldians on the mainland is something that the majority of respondents see as detestable, with 87.3% finding the use of them as war fodder to be downright cruel. A smaller amount of people either felt it was a necessary evil, or didn’t feel strongly about it one way or the other. 
Literally waiting for the 104th to show up and fuck shit up for these inhumane monsters
That's what happens in the real world. The persecuted minority gets used as war fodder.
i d k 👀
DO YOU THINK IT’S POSSIBLE FOR RELATIONS BETWEEN ELDIANS AND MARLEYANS TO IMPROVE? 123 Responses
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ADDITIONAL THOUGHTS ON THE EPISODE?
Honestly at first it was very confusing but overall I enjoyed it
So when do we get to see the 104th again?
I figured there would be more modern technology involved in the story, but I'm not a fan at all of the direction it's going so far. Makes me worried the ultimate basement reveal was the peak of AoT's greatness.
it was action filled!!! although i was sad so see that there are 16 episodes n not like 24(i think), it means every episode is gonna deliver!!! off to a great start, op and ed are amazing. renier had a nice glow up and JEAN WAS THAT U AT THE END?? yessir!!! beast titan looked ugly asf but when was he not ugly?? LOL
Idk wtf that opening was but I kinda like the ending. Falco seems like a good kid. I just REALLY hope he doesn't end up doing anything to hurt the protagonists (I fully expect Gabi to, she's already a violent ax-crazy kid)
just give me some Armin
WHERE. IS. EREN?
WHERE DO YOU PRIMARILY DISCUSS THE SERIES? 124 Responses
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Do you think ntt solomare story jar is worth it? I miss a lot of those old swd games that are on the app (mononoke kiss, nifiheim, etc) (I have blood and Rose's still!) But I've heard some p negative things too like it costs an very scarce in game c8rrency to read chapters. What do you think?
oh my i have some things to say about this app so buckle up whdjsjsj BUT ALSO BLOOD IN ROSES PLS HMU I WANT TO TALK ABT THE GAME SOBS NYWAYS ONTO STORY JAR!!
also an ask on my main after so long i got thrown back to when this blog was an imagines blog for fate series sobs i miss those good days
I find Story Jar fine as an app since it gives you more accesibility to a whole variety of games for free, which includes some of their previous games which most of them happened to be paid games.
They also include free games as well and even adding a route to an old game. (If you’re wondering, the game is Lost Island+, I got dared to play it by a friend and I just so happened to play it a few years ago so it brought back some memories)
Most of the games do not change at all in terms of story or character. However, I do find the aspect that you are not given an introductory page to a character before playing it a bit of a hassle.
I’m going to use my experiences from playing Lost Island+ here because that’s like the only game I’ve played before that’s in Story Jar LOL
I played the game before so I vaguely knew what every character was like at the start, even if I haven’t played it in 3 years. So I went into every suitor’s routes knowing with a gist of what to expect because they had character introduction sheets back when Lost Island+ had its own app.
But if a new player were to play the game with no knowledge of any of the characters whatsoever, it would be hard to kind of just pick a route on the spot without any introduction to the character. (Especially how character introduction pages are pretty much the eyecatcher for the audience in order to allow the audience to get to know the characters beforehand before picking a route that fits their tastes with the suitor that they’re interested in.)
Some of the stories in Story Jar reads more like a Visual Novel than otome too. You are giving 2 Story Tickets per 4 hours and the maximum amount you can have is 2, on the contrary to the 5 Story Tickets/20 Hours you get in previous games. This allows you to play more within a day, which is something I rather like so reading chapters of a story isn’t considered scarced resources.
However, the problem lies within the choices you are offered to choose from in said chapters.
Diamond is the premium currency for this and for your first 10 days or so of login for Story Jar, you get an extra 50 Diamonds or so for the new player bonus. But then, you only get 1 or 2. Once you finish a chapter, you also get a diamond and so forth. But the problem comes with the rarity of these Diamonds and how you use them.
When the player is given a choice, there will be 1 to 3 choices that are an option.
One choice will always be free, needing no diamonds.
The other will require at least 10 or so Diamonds, 5 if you are lucky.
And if you are given a third one, the amount of diamonds needed to choose the third option just goes up.
The problem is that if you want the good ending, you need to spend a lot of diamonds which, after your first 10 days of login, are extremely hard to get by if you are F2P.
Depending on what story you play from their huge catalogue of stories to choose from, you have either 2-3 choices to make per chapter, which can amount to roughly 20-40 diamonds per chapter. That is a total of more less a whole month worth of logging in the app consecutively if you’re done with your first 10 days or so of log in bonuses or just whaling through for the good ends and the CGs and the cost of diamonds are expensive, you’re better off mining them in Minecraft shdjsjsjs
like hun do i look like im rich enough to dump all my bills on this app i have ryoma fire emblem merchandise to buy—
nyways thats my take on story jar!! i hope i didnt sound too patronizing ;;v;; i didn’t mean to give off that vibe im just throwing my thoughts out there but yeah thats it shdjsjdjsjs sorry if my vibe took a wholeass 180 i just feel more professional and ppl will take me more seriously if i write this like how i would write a paper for school ahdjsjsjsjsjs
Hope this helps a lot!! i was surprised to get an ask on this LOL hope u have a good day too 💖💖
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Okay, if it's too much, don't answer that's fine. I'm not American and I've read so many different things about the political stuff that's going down over there, some saying Biden is the same as Trump, some say he's even better than Bernie. I got not clue how to sort that Joe Biden guy, sooo... Could you help us non Americans out a little? So far it's just looking like everyone is standing around a dumpster fire, shouting stuff that's not really comprehensible
Jesus Christ this was something to wake up to this morning. I’m gonna be honest, it’s not my job to educate you or anyone else on this matter, you’re all adults (supposedly, I’m doubtful about a lot of you) and Google exists. But I also understand that it can be intimidating to dive into the wide world of the internet and it feels easier to ask someone you trust or feel that you know, so I’ll do my best to be concise and explain.
Everyone is standing around a dumpster fire shouting stuff that’s not comprehensible because people, my darling, are idiots.
“No, Mads, people aren’t idiots!” A person is not an idiot. But people are. Put us in a group and we’ll happily self destruct in the most spectacular fashion possible.
Biden is nowhere near the same as Trump, people just live in an echo chamber and refuse to look at the facts. I’m sure I don’t need to tell you how awful Trump is. It baffles me that people are saying Biden, who happily supported Barack Obama and played second fiddle to him for eight years, is the same as the man who’s putting children in cages.
Here is a breakdown of Biden’s policy plans should he be elected. Very different from Trump’s, as you can see. To quote this post here:
“It's important to be critical of political figures, especially during a primary election. Joe Biden has been in politics for a very long time, and his record is by no means spotless. There's lots to criticize, politically and personally. But having Biden in the big chair instead of Trump changes the entire game.
Look at it this way: if Joe Biden wins, a democratic Congress gets a clear path to passing real, lasting progressive laws. If Joe Biden wins, Ruth Bader Ginsburg gets to retire, and be replaced by a young firebrand who will make Neil Gorsuch and Brett Kavanaugh's lives a living hell for the next 40 years. If Joe Biden wins, all of the horrible executive orders Trump has enacted are gone, on day one: family seperation, abortion bans in VA hospitals, EPA funding gutted, global warming denial in NOAA, removal of LGBT+ protections, all GONE in January 2021. If Joe Biden wins, all the Trump shills in the government disappear: I'm talking about new people in the CPB, the Justice Department, the FTC, and everything other federal agency. With Biden instead of Trump, we're going to be fighting for Medicare for All vs. Obamacare, instead of Keeping Obamacare vs. Stripping Away Any Kind of Federal Insurance. We're going to be fighting for the Green New Deal vs. Having a Functional EPA, instead of Gutting The EPA or Having No EPA At All. The fight is way different, and we get to pull the conversation further left - where it belongs.
This election is just as much about getting rid of the Republican stench in the Oval Office as it is electing a particular person. So yeah, be critical of Joe Biden, but please don't lose sight of what President Joe Biden would actually look like versus President Trump.”
People seem to be forgetting that when you vote for president, you are, supposedly, not voting for One Supreme Leader Who Makes All The Decisions Ever. Putting Biden in the Oval Office is more about putting in a man who will pass the laws that a liberal, democratic Congress will put in front of him. A man who will actually listen to his advisors. It’s about putting in someone who won’t appoint a bunch of judges that will screw over everyone for the next, oh, three decades.
I don’t want Biden in office. I wanted Elizabeth Warren, for fuck’s sake. Whose policies were the same as Bernie’s, by the way, for all you bros out there who say you aren’t sexist. The last thing I want is another old white man, for the love of whatever you worship. But the idea that someone who supported and worked under someone like Obama is somehow the same as a Neo-fascist egomaniac is... ridiculous. It’s truly ridiculous. Not that Obama was perfect, far from it, but under his presidency we were making progress on things and my God, I wasn’t scared for the lives of just about everyone I know.
As for Biden versus Sanders, the argument that Biden is better stems from the fact that while Sanders has helped move the party left with his presidential campaigns and he makes pretty speeches, he hasn’t actually done anything in all his time serving as an elected public official. If you actually go and look at his track record, he hasn’t passed many laws or helped enact a whole lot of others. Everyone’s making a big deal about how he “saved millions of lives” with his big speech but actually, sorry kids, politics are not Hollywood and you don’t save the day by making a speech and miraculously everyone votes on something. Senator Michael Bennet of Colorado and Schumer actually talked to people, convinced them on it, and got the votes that secured the unemployment bill being passed, and that’s what saved lives, not someone yelling (no matter how passionate or eloquent their yelling is).
It’s great to yell about how the system is corrupt etc but you have to actually follow those words with actions, and Sanders, historically, is not good about compromising, working with others, reaching out to others, being on a team. And that’s exactly what you need to be able to do in politics to get anything done. There’s an episode of Leverage called “The Gimme a K Job,” where Sophie spends the entire time running back and forth between politicians getting them to compromise and quid pro quo for one another so she can get them to vote on a law. I recommend watching it. The situation is played for laughs, but it’s also brutally honest. You cannot get anything done in politics (or in a lot of things in life) if you aren’t willing to work together and bargain and give some to get some, and Sanders isn’t, and that’s not good.
Now, Sanders has done a lot in his presidential campaign to move the Dem party left and he’s really stirred up younger voters, and those are both good things. If you look at Biden’s policies in the post I linked, you’ll see a lot of them are more liberal than most people expected, and that’s probably because Biden and his team saw everyone supporting Sanders’ policies and went, “oh, okay, this is what the people want.” Which already shows that Biden is willing to listen to the people more than Trump and his party are.
And then there’s the more personal side of things. Sanders really left a bad taste in everyone’s mouth because some of his supporters were so extreme in their support of him, to the point of acting like he’s the only person who could possibly save us, when honestly that’s not how democracy (or socialism, frankly) works. The whole idea is that all of us, working together as a movement, are what makes change. The people all standing up together and demanding that lawmakers do this, that, and the other thing. Sanders extremists, known as “Bernie Bros,” acting like Sanders is their One True Savior has rubbed a lot of people the wrong way. In my experience, people don’t like being shouted at and told they’re idiots. And in my experience, one single person isn’t going to save you. And nobody’s perfect so furthermore acting like someone is perfect is only going to annoy everyone else around you and set you up for disappointment down the line.
There are a lot of people out there feeling attacked by Sanders supporters, and so frankly, they’re glad to see the back of him and throw support behind Biden, because they’re just sick of dealing with his extremist followers.
If you want to tear the system down completely then gold star to you, but the fact is otherwise you have to work within the system to change it. And I don’t see any of these people yelling on the internet actually doing the work to organize a revolution. It’s fun to yell about your opinions, it helps you feel better, it helps you feel powerful and heard. But the real work is done in volunteering, in protesting, in running for local offices, in doing research and then voting for your mayor, your governor, your senator, your state representative. Those people, as the COVID-19 epidemic is proving, actually often have more direct power to help or harm you than the President does.
People have more power than they think, but they’re just refusing to use it, and they’re refusing to think critically and to do research on the policies of candidates. I’ve seen people calling Biden a “serial rapist,” for crying out loud, which, whether he assaulted a woman or not, is not true. That’s like if I killed one person and suddenly everyone was calling me a mass murderer. People like to exaggerate, to bloviate, and to think in black and white. It’s disappointing, but true.
One final thought, for both you and actual Americans: look at how non-Americans are viewing the United States election. We are not the center of the universe (although we like to pretend we are) but we do have a huge impact on the global stage, and other countries are begging us to elect someone other than Trump. You want to claim we’re not the stereotype of the selfish, self-centered American? Than put your money where your mouth is and look at the non-Americans who are asking us to please, please, please elect someone else. Do it for them, if nothing else. The world is bigger than just us.
Biden isn’t perfect. One could argue one way or another on the Sanders v. Biden debate. It really depends on your personal opinion. But when it comes to Trump v. Biden, it really shouldn’t be rocket science. One of them has allowed racism, sexism, and xenophobia to thrive. He’s literally responsible for thousands of deaths (and counting) through his mishandling of the COVID-19 pandemic. He’s backed us out of the planet-saving environmental agreement that everyone else agreed to. He’s enabled corrupt, selfish politicians to have their way. He would appoint judges that will strike down everything from refugees to abortion rights. He’s destroyed our international relations, nearly started a war, and I actually don’t think he knows how to read.
And his name’s Trump.
That’s the difference.
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This Fcking Impeachment, Episode 5: If You Go After The King
PLAIDDER: Hey, Conn.
CONN: Hello, stranger.
PLAIDDER: Leave me alone. I’ve been busy.
CONN: You’ve been hiding.
PLAIDDER: OK, fine. I’ve been taking a break from all...this. I don’t think I’ve really missed anything. 
CONN: How can you say--
PLAIDDER: For the first week, you know, I thought it actually would matter how things went in the impeachment hearings. And maybe it did, some. But not enough.
CONN: You were waiting for your Republicans to turn on him, weren’t you.
PLAIDDER: No. But I thought public opinion might shift, or something. Now, it’s just...you know, I don’t expect a lot of surprises at this point. The House will impeach and the Senate will acquit and the Russians will collude and this son of a bitch will be reelected in 2020 and that’s the end of the American experiment.
CONN: Please don’t tell me you regret your Nancy Pelosi’s doing this.
PLAIDDER: Oh no. No, not at all. We had to.
CONN: That’s a relief.
PLAIDDER: You know, they say, if you go after the king, you better not miss. But you understand better than most that sometimes--
CONN: Sometimes, you just have to go after the king. 
PLAIDDER: No matter what.
CONN: No matter what.
PLAIDDER: What actually depresses me most about all this, Conn, is watching everyone second-guess what the Democrats are doing. Everyone wants to be the one to have found the flaw in the strategy that will have led to the final defeat. This is what frustrates me about the mainstream media--the “good” media, the ones that actually try to be factually accurate and halfway responsible. There’s always this narrative, where for a while one side is up, and then that side is down and the other side is up, and so no matter what’s actually happening, you think you’re winning one week and the next week you’re plunged into despair.
CONN: Our repeater chains really aren’t that sophisticated.
PLAIDDER: I didn’t want them to be. Your country’s never going to have social media; you already have telepathy.
CONN: So this week, the story is the Democrats are down, eh? 
PLAIDDER: Yeah. Knowing that this is the narrative somehow doesn’t protect me from it emotionally. But all week it’s been “what the Democrats should do that they’re not doing” or “what the Democrats shouldn’t do that they are doing” or “why the whole process is broken and our country is fucked up beyond all repair” or...and I’m sick of it. 
CONN: Do you really think they could be doing a better job with this?
PLAIDDER: No. I don’t. This is what drives me nuts. When Pelosi was staving off impeachment, everyone I knew was like, what is this weak sauce, what are they waiting for, he gives proof of impeachability every day, this is what we always do, we keep our powder dry till it’s too late to use it, this party will never do anything right as long as they’re taking money from corporations, etc. etc. etc. Now we’re actually doing it, and everyone wants to talk about why it’s not working. 
CONN: How is it not working? All the evidence--
PLAIDDER: I know. I know. They have no evidence, they have no logical or coherent defense of him, they have nothing, everything during the Intelligence Committee hearings went our way. But to the people who support him, it doesn’t matter what the evidence shows. It doesn’t matter what the law is. It doesn’t matter what the Constitution says. If he does it, it’s right. 
CONN: And you don’t understand that.
PLAIDDER: I have never felt that way about any politician. When it comes to politics, I don’t fall in love.
CONN: Not even with your Mr. Obama?
PLAIDDER: Look, I’m not gonna say I was immune to his magic, or Bill Clinton’s either. But when Bill Clinton was accused of having an affair with a White House intern, I was like, well that’s not implausible. I hoped he was telling us the truth about that, but I was ultimately not really surprised to discover that he wasn’t. Obama promised to close Guantanamo and he didn’t. Obama deported all kinds of people. Obama was fine with undeclared drone warfare. Nobody’s perfect. Nobody’s ideal. Nobody’s a hero.
CONN: None of that stops you from wanting them to be. That’s why you get mad at them, when they inevitably betray your hopes.
PLAIDDER: My point is, Conn, Buttercup came into this presidency with about 35-40% approval and that’s where he’ll be when he finally leaves it, no matter what happens. And 35-40% approval is good enough to keep the Congressional Republicans fawning around him licking his boots. It’s disgusting. It’s depressing.
CONN: Well then why did you want this impeachment, if it doesn’t matter?
PLAIDDER: You can be a real pain in the gleacha, you know that?
CONN: Maybe, but I’m cheaper than your therapist.
PLAIDDER: Yeah, all right. We had to do it. Because you have to do what you CAN do, even if it doesn’t matter. Before you get to the...scary shit...you have to exhaust the constitutional remedies.
CONN: Exactly.
PLAIDDER: If we hadn’t done this, we’d always have told ourselves that was our mistake. Now we’re doing it, and whatever happens, at least we don’t have to beat ourselves up for not having been willing to take the risk.
CONN: And may I remind you that you don’t know what’ll happen.
PLAIDDER: I think I do, Conn.
CONN: You didn’t predict how the shutdown would end. 
PLAIDDER: Yeah, you were closer but you were wrong. They didn’t vote to override his veto.
CONN: Because he realized it was a danger and decided not to give them the choice. If he comes to think there’s a real chance he will be removed, he’ll run. He’s not a brave man.
PLAIDDER: But there is no real chance of his being removed-
CONN: --yet.
PLAIDDER: NO! NO MORE YETS! I AM SICK OF YET! THERE ARE NO YETS IN THIS COUNTRY! WE ARE YETLESS! AMERICA HAS A MASSIVE YET DEFICIT!
CONN: Friend, I can see you’re upset, but let me tell you: you don’t know. Nobody knows. People have opinions but they don’t know. Did anyone know that your Mr. Giuliani was going to go to Ukraine this week to continue soliciting bribes and propagating Russian disinformation while the hearings were going on?
PLAIDDER: NOBODY CARES!
CONN: Your Rep. Matt Gaetz, he of the Great SCIF Sit-In, is on record saying that it’s “weird.”
PLAIDDER: So what. Buttercup will tweet at him and he’ll walk it back.
CONN: But did you expect that?
PLAIDDER: No. No, to be honest, I did not expect that.
CONN: Your Senator Kennedy can’t seem to decide whether he’s all in on the propaganda or not. He keeps going back and forth. 
PLAIDDER: What does that get us?
CONN: Nothing tangible. The report on that investigation your William Barr started into the Mueller investigation is due to be released today. Have you read it?
PLAIDDER: No, they haven’t dropped it yet. 
CONN: Why not?
PLAIDDER: I don’t know, maybe they got held up at Kinko’s.
CONN: You don’t think it might be because they’re desperately trying to massage it into a vindication of Trump’s “hoax” narrative even though they know they can’t?
PLAIDDER: Of course it might be. Or it may be they’re planning to dump it at 5 after the impeachment hearings are over.
CONN: If it’s going to vindicate their man, wouldn’t they drop it now and pull focus?
PLAIDDER: Conn--
CONN: YOU MADE ME RESILIENT. You MADE ME an optimist. YOU made me capable of preserving my faith in democratic institutions and diplomacy through EVERYTHING. Through imprisonment and mindforcing and torture. Maybe I SHOULD stop hoping but I can’t because you made hope unkillable in me. Why are you yelling at me? I am who I am because you need me to be that way.
PLAIDDER: I know. I know.
CONN: And I say, do not throw yourself into a pit of despair just because he has not been defeated YET.
PLAIDDER: All right, Conn. Point taken. 
CONN: They’re doing what you want them to do and what you know is right. They’re going after the king. No matter what.
PLAIDDER: No matter what.
CONN: The consequences will be what they will be. But this was the right thing to do and they’re doing it. Can’t you celebrate that?
PLAIDDER: I guess I can try.
CONN: That’s the spirit!
PLAIDDER: All right, Conn, thanks for coming in. See you next episode.
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(Preferably all batfam related else I'd be clueless :P) 4, 8, 15, 29, 30, 37, 40 alternative ending to 'On Fashions & Small Fry' 💜💜
4. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?
I literally just had an idea this morning about little snapshots in which Damian crawls into Dick’s bed to kind of show the break of outer and inner lives and what we project to the world (day) and how we feel inside (night). That sounds like a lot of hogwash bc mostly I just wanted to do a cute thing with Dick and Damian being brothers
8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.
from birds all sing:
Several minutes passed, Tim looking at the man he had known as a father for several years, brow furrowed in consideration.
"What else?" Bruce finally said. He let his voice soften. "What else do you need?" Tim met his eyes. Bruce's fists clenched.
So young.
"...The roti."
What?
"What?"
"The roti bread?" Tim repeated. "I was thinking maybe the zucchini but no, I definitely want the roti."
Bruce stood there, adrenaline seeping out of his bones.
"That's it?" he asked brusquely, not a little annoyed to be put through the emotional ringer in under five minutes.
"Yeah," Tim nodded. He almost beamed at the thought of the upcoming food. "That's it. Thanks, Bruce!"
"Don't mention it," he growled, marching out the office.
It’s not perfect, but I like it because it makes me laugh. My humor has a lot to do with timing, so when I manage to get the timing right I find it very funny
15. If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose?
Good question! I wouldn’t really choose any of my fics to be filmed, but I would love my “version” of batcat to have a film presence. Other than that, I would probably want either bratkid or star wars domestic AU to be filmed, but I would make them original work. I like the idea of family coming together and getting to love one another. It’s an after school special!
29. If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?
Oh man I’m kind of shit at imagining things beyond what the author intends. My friend Hobbs has a world she lets me play in sometimes, so I write little snippets of fanfic of her stuff.
30. Do you accept prompts?
When I say they’re open, yeah, kind of. I don’t get paid for writing, it’s not like a commission, so if I like the idea I’ll do it or incorporate it into whatever I’m writing. It’s free real estate babey
37. Talk about your current wips.
There’s too manyyyyyy
I’ll talk about what I need to do
birds all sing: start the first fight. make it organic, not off the cuff. don’t be overt but not too subtle.
crack fic: research you dumb bint. you are literally not writing this because you don’t want to research. why. normally you love research. you just don’t want to look up what writing up reports looks like. it’s probably online. just do it.
40. Write an alternative ending to [insert fic title] (or just the summary of one).
OHO, okay! Long answer
This was actually supposed to be a full fic, I had a lot planned for it but it got so large that I was like “hmmm” and didn’t do it. It had like 4 “acts” as to how the story went
Anyhow, the fic starts out how Damian wants to go to Sacramento with Bruce, because Bruce said he would take him last week, but then Bruce says no. He won’t explain why, but he’s obviously not mad at Damian, so Damian can’t figure it out. Damian ends up facecalling him and he can see Talia in the background. He promptly flips out, throws his phone at the wall, breaks it, destroys the room, then kind of has a breakdown wherein he just sits in the tub fully clothed with his shoes on 😅
Tim sits with him, then Damian basically falls asleep so Tim goes to get Dick and Dick puts his boy to bed
Second act: Several days go by, and Damian is better, but as he’s sitting on the counter while Stephanie is cooking, she accidentally says something they were all keeping from him: Bruce went to Sacramento so that Talia could sign off on custody rights, lawyers are involved and everything.
Cue to Damian being like “what” and marching off. Damian then concocts this scheme in which he tells Dick that he really wanted to see Dallas, that father was going to take him, please he wants to see the rodeo, etc. Dick gives in and decides they’ll take a brotherly bonding road trip! Yay!
But things start to go sour when neither one of them can mind their business in a seedy motel, and their relationship issues come to light. After this:
"No, damn it!" Dick slammed his hand against the doorframe. It rattled at its hinges. "You got your time, that's it, done, over. I take care of you, got it?"
"We're partners," Damian said, weakly.
Dick's eyes softened. He struggled inside himself, Damian could see. But just as a bubble of hope rose forth, it burst the next millisecond. Dick lowered his hands, head tucked low and shaking softly. "Not anymore we're not," he sighed.
then Damian uhhhh how does one say, drugs Dick so he can sneak out and take a plane to Sacramento.
He bursts into whatever meeting place Bruce and Talia are at and lambasts them for lying to him and such. Talia is like “hi sweetie” and Bruce is like “b o i” and Damian ends by saying he gets to leave first because they always leave whenever they wanted, so now he gets to leave THEM
So he angry-walks to a park and sits down on a bench and stews
Then Dick BURSTS in and is like “is he here?????” and Bruce is like “you let your eleven year old brother get on a plane himself?!” and Dick is like “that little SHIT drugged me, I didn’t let him do anything” and they all sort of talk about the best thing for Damian
Damian comes back after a day on the town in which he really doesn’t have all that much fun, and comes back and everyone is like “okay let’s all be mature about this and talk, no secrets”
And it turns out
Talia is dying
So Damian is bewildered and mad that he can’t be mad, she’s dying, she’s dying and she doesn’t even get to see him without Bruce’s approval, etc
So they work out what would be best for Damian WITH Damian’s input, thank you very much
(also Bruce is like “We acknowledge that we weren’t the best but if you EVER do that again—”)
Third act is in which the new normal is strange, because Damian is visiting Talia but it’s like when he was a very young child again, because she’s not trying to impart survival wisdom, she’s just his mom. And Damian is sort of dealing with the remnants of trauma, and is upset because why couldn’t it have been like this all the time, but he CAN’T be upset because she’s dying and despite his unwillingness to go back over his trauma it crops up and Talia has a lot to make up for. Ra’s appears in his crazy old way, because she’s his favorite child and she’s dying and Damian and Ra’s basically get to sit in a hospital waiting room together and have a stilted conversation on who they are and what family even means
Anyhow Damian is really starting to get along with Talia, which concerns Bruce because. she’s dying. Damian is going to be gutted. So he slowly kind of tries to make it so Damian isn’t as attached (dumb but it’s Bruce) and Damian gets angry and runs away to visit his mother in the French Riviera. They have a wonderful time but then Bruce goes to get him and Damian is mad at him. But Talia says “you need to listen to your father” and Damian realizes that Bruce is the only parent he’s going to have, he’s not going to have his mom anymore.
So yeah, there’s still another act that I didn’t finalize but that’s a rough summary of everything!!
And Talia was going to have an illness exacerbated by the Lazarus pits, like caused by it. It was basically going be Creutzfeldt–Jakob disease equivalent in the DC universe. So yeah, she can’t come back lol
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lovemesomesurveys · 4 years
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1:Describe your favorite blanket? It’s a rose gold soft and fluffy throw blanket.  2:How many pillows do you sleep with? 2. I have like 6 on my bed, though. 3:What is a good memory you have with your parents? I have countless good memories. 4:How did you meet your first crush? My first crush was this kid, Philip, when I was in 3rd grade. He was like a grade or two above me. I was into an older guy. haha. 5:What are 3 things you like about your current crush/significant other? I don’t have one.
6:What do you have hanging on your walls? A few canvases (2 beachy ones and 1 giraffe one), a framed painting of a giraffe in a sweater lol, a small watercolor painting of a giraffe I got at a craft fair, 2 calendars with Alexander Skarsgard on them (I kept the one from last year for the photos), a big Swedish flag, an I Love Lucy clock, a bulletin board, and a marker board. 7:What book are you currently reading? I just started one called “The Girl in Cabin 13″ by A.J. Rivers.  8:What was the last movie you watched and what are your thoughts on it? The Invisible Man. It was really good. And creepy. 9:What's the best band that you discovered recently? I’ve discovered a few new artists recently, but not a new band. 10:How many types of social media do you use and what are they? Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, Snapchat, and Instagram. 11:What was/were you username(s) on instant messengers when you were younger? I had a lot of different ones. During my emo phase everything had X’s in it haha. I remember I had loserxfaceex, cutexdollfacee, and stupidmfx. lmao. Those were just a few of many. Others were lyrics and such.  12:What is your first memory of getting in trouble? When I lied about taking my medication for months. My mom found my stash hidden behind my bed one day and I was grounded for a month from the computer. My parents were so disappointed, which is the worst. They had to watch me take my medicine for awhile until they could trust me again. 13:What is an anecdote that your family frequently tells about you as a child? Just certain things I said or did as a kid. One that just came to mind is the one about my grandpa walking all over the house carrying a wailing baby me trying to calm me down while singing the words, “lookin for your mama.” lol. My favorite is the one about how for a good 10 minutes or so my mom and I went back and forth between me touching something I wasn’t supposed to and her tapping my hand to get me to stop. We did that for awhile. I’d cry after she did that for a bit and then go and touch it again and repeat. I was stubborn then and stubborn now haha. There’s so many more, but those two came to mind first. 14:If you could do anything with your hair what would you do? I love dyeing it red, so I’m gonna keep doing that. I love how long it is, too. I just don’t know how I want to style it. I should layer it. I kinda want bangs again, too. I don’t know. I also suck at styling it, I just throw it in a pony tail, braid, or bun and call it a day. 15:If you were to get a tattoo today what would you get? I’ve wanted to get “free bird” on my inner wrist for several years, but I’m a big baby. 16:What do you do when you can't fall asleep? So every night I watch YouTube, listen to ASMR, do some surveys, scroll through Tumblr, and check Pinterest until I go to sleep. 17:Do you prefer to primarily use external help (porn, etc.) or your imagination when you masturbate? 18:Can you remember how many people you've kissed? Yeah, it’s only been 3 people. 19:What is the story of your first kiss? It happened at our high school behind the drama department. We were there for the haunted house put on by the drama department, but we ended up skipping that and just hanging out. His friend was there, too. We ended up going off by ourselves as if to talk about something privately, but he leaned in and kissed me.  20:How open are you with your parents? I share a lot with my mom.  21:What was your first drink? Tequila shot. 22:If you smoke, what is your brand? I don’t. 23:What are your favorite genres for books? Movies? TV shows? Music? I love non-fiction, YA/NA, murder mystery, and psychological thriller books. Horror, psychological thriller, romantic comedy, comedy, drama, and some action and sci-fi movies. I like a lot of drama TV shows, reality TV, crime, thriller, and a few older sitcoms like The Golden Girls, Roseanne, and I Love Lucy. 24:What teachers have made the biggest impact on you? My 4th and 8th grade teacher, Mr. McG. He was my favorite teacher ever. He was the best. He was a teacher that just really loved what he did and cared about his students. He wanted them to do well and helped them do so. He made learning fun. Lol I actually cried on the last day of school in 4th grade. I was so excited when he ended up teaching 8th grade later on and I was able to have him again. My younger brother and a couple of my cousins had him, too, so I still saw him because of that and other times since. My mom worked at Borders and he used to go there all the time. He knew my mom and aunt, too. I also have him on Facebook. 25:Do you like writing letters? In middle school and some of high school my cousin and I used to write notes to each other all the time. I haven’t written a letter since then. 26:What is your favorite episode of your favorite show? I have several favorite TV shows. 27:What position(s) do you sleep in? I sleep slightly on my side with my head propped up a bit. I can’t sleep flat. 28:What is the first thing you remember lying about in your life? I don’t know. 29:What are the three most important traits you look for in a friend? Someone I just vibe and connect with. Have things in common with. Someone I can talk to. 30:Describe the relationship you have with your sibling(s)? My younger brother and I are close. My older brother and I don’t have a bad relationship, but we’re not close. It’s different. 31:How did you learn about sex? I remember we had sex ed starting in 6th grade. My mom also talked to me about it. I think I may have heard some things about it sooner than that, though, like on TV or movies. I remember once when I was a kid I turned the TV on and it was on HBO and there was a porno on lmao. HBO played movies, but at certain times it used to play stuff like that.  32:Describe your favorite outfit? All my many leggings and oversized graphic tees. And my Adidas stuff. 33:What do you like to do when you're sad to make you feel better? So what I do everyday: Tumblr, surveys, YouTube, and watch TV. With the addition of listening to music, coloring, and reading sometimes. Oh, and sleep. Some days I don’t feel like doing anything.  34:What kind of music do you like to listen to when having sex? 35:What kind of french fries are your favorite? I used to love french fries and I’d eat them all the time, but I don’t know I’m not as into them anymore. I don’t eat them much now. My appetite and what I eat has changed a lot these past few years.  36:What is your ideal breakfast? Scrambled eggs with cheese and spinach with country gravy and hash browns. A delicious muffin would be nice, too. And of course coffee is a must. 37:What is your comfort show/book/movie? I turn to YouTube more for that. Particularly ASMR. 38:What are some things you love about your best friends? My mom is very supportive, loving, caring, awesome, and funny. We like a lot of the same music, TV shows, and movies. I enjoy our talks about anything and everything. I like our grocery shopping trips and going to the movies. I love to just spend time together.  39:Do you shave any parts of your body, and if so what parts? Under my arms. Rarely my legs cause hair doesn’t really grow there. 40:What teacher/professor was your favorite and why? I talked about this already.
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pass-the-bechdel · 5 years
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Supergirl season three full review
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How many episodes pass the Bechdel test?
100% (twenty-three of twenty-three).
What is the average percentage per episode of female characters with names and lines?
57.23%
How many episodes have a cast that is at least 40% female?
All but one (it was that crappy crossover episode). All but four have casts over 50%.
How many episodes have a cast that is less than 20% female?
Zero.
How many female characters (with names and lines) are there?
Forty-four. Twenty who appeared in more than one episode, five who appeared in at least half the episodes, and two who appeared in every episode.
How many male characters (with names and lines) are there?
Thirty-four. Ten who appeared in more than one episode, four who appeared in at least half the episodes, and one who appeared in every episode.
Positive Content Status:
Not bad; a handful of episodes included some sincere effort to make quality statements about social issues, but they were pretty clunky about it and not always successful; certainly never impressive enough to increase the content rating (average rating of 3).
General Season Quality:
Middling. It was full of useless plot threads and wasted time, and much of the content had no real function; consequently, the central story arc lacked stakes, emotional resonance, and heart. That said, most of the episodes are basically solid viewing, and there was infinitely less rage-inducing content than there was in season two. That’s a weak win, but still a win.
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Hey, remember Morgan Edge? He was in four episodes at the beginning of the season, served no real narrative function despite his prominent treatment within those recurrences, and then Lena had him arrested using the most obviously-coerced confession in history? Sure, he was guilty, but he confessed under duress while being actively threatened with death by drone, the evidence of both the tape itself and of the testimony of the many eyewitnesses to the attack would have had him bouncing out of jail like that. The ridiculousness of that plot ‘resolution’ was even worse than the meaninglessness of Edge’s character in the first place. Remember when, briefly, they pretended that Morgan Edge was important?
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Edge is a prime example of the fatal flaw in this entire season: pointless plot threads that went nowhere, meant nothing, furthered no characterisation for regular characters, and had no impact on the central arc of the season. Story-wise, the season lurched all over the place, and while it wasn’t without its good elements, ultimately it achieved very little. Sure, the season ended with a number of apparent changes for most of the major characters’ lives (though, conspicuously, not Kara’s) - Alex is now head of the DEO, J’onn is doing...something else, hopefully not something that removes him from the show, Winn has apparently gone to the future, traded out for our new friend ‘Brainy’ (a change I will be happy for if it sticks), and James has publicly revealed himself as Guardian - but the thing is, these changes are mostly last-minute, not things that the season was building toward all along. These changes are mostly not the result of character arcs, they’re just things that are happening now as set-up for next season. This season itself? Not much happened.
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We wasted quite a lot of time with Mon-El, AGAIN, which is especially disappointing because it’s the largest time-and-attention-suck of the season, and it is completely irrelevant to everything; at least when we were wasting time with Mon-El last season, it was because he was the centrepiece of the (awful) plot. This time around, he’s just there to draaagg out the fallout from his departure, so that instead of getting over the relationship within the six months between the end of last season and the beginning of this one, Kara can continue to pine ridiculously and then get caught up in ~complicated feelings~ when Mon-El reappears, back from the future and bringing his new wife with him. That’s the closest thing Kara gets to a personal arc this season, actually; having ~complicated feelings~ about Mon-El. So, her story isn’t really about herself, it’s about whatever Mon-El is doing (again!), and then after wasting the entire season on that sorry excuse for a story, they amicably split in the end and he goes back to the future and that’s...it? I sincerely hope that’s it, and that he won’t be appearing again as a regular on the show, but it’s also a super disappointing waste of time. They didn’t have to bring Mon-El back at all, not for some drawn-out version of ‘closure’ for Kara, and not for any of the other nothing that his presence achieved in the meantime. Honestly, having characters show up FROM THE FUTURE and then not doing anything useful or important with it is so weird. We coulda dropped Brainy here and sent Winn away in a short-arc subplot, it’d have been neater and less time consuming, and we wouldn’t have troubled with all the Mon-El and Imra crap. As much as Mon-El kept carrying on about how he would never disrespect Imra, the story itself disrespects her by giving her no other meaningful narrative function than to be a barrier between Mon-El and Kara (which, as the story plays out...didn’t matter anyway). The whole thing amounts to a lot of bluster with no real impact; we end the season with Mon-El gone and Kara having to move on, and that’s EXACTLY HOW WE ENDED LAST TIME.
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Meanwhile, back at the actual central arc for the season, shit was still whack, y’all. I wondered what they were gonna do with it after they went and had Reign show up so early in the piece (I thought maybe they were gonna build over the course of the season with Samantha progressively losing more control, but, that woulda required narrative pacing and story building to be in play, and the creators weren’t into that kind of crap this season), and what they went for was a completely pointless side-distraction with two other, lesser world-killers, who appeared out of nowhere, fooled around for a few episodes, and then died, ne’er to trouble the story again. Reign absorbing their powers didn’t have any effect (particularly egregious since the Legion was so worried about Pestilence, only to declare their work done once she was gone because apparently, Reign wasn’t gonna go around using that particular world-killer power anyway, because...reasons), they might as well have never included other world-killers at all, the only reason they were there was so that the plot could tread water for a while after revealing its Big Gun at mid-season and having nowhere left to go. Selena and her fellow witches, likewise, proved utterly pointless, just another distraction that wound up easily dispatched, and meanwhile Reign was killed/separated from Samantha only to return again and then be pretty easily defeated anyway with a combination of shoddy time travel and the last-minute addition of a convenient...magic fountain. Yeah. Even the oft-repeated notion they hammered about saving Samantha by recalling her to herself, using her connection with Ruby, etc, turned out to be a total smokescreen - Samantha and Ruby both proved to be total plot devices rather than characters in their own right, foisted on the pre-existing characters to generate artificial emotional stakes with a friendship that burst forth fully-formed in the space of two episodes, and giving Alex a child to focus her maternal instincts on for a while. Presumably, we’ll now never see them again. 
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Oh, and did I mention that Kara finds out that her mother and a whole chunk of Krypton actually survived, but they totally underplay it and she has essentially no emotional reaction to this development at all? Since this seemingly life-altering revelation also has no impact on character or story, they might as well not have bothered, I mean, Kara is more hung up on losing her asshole boyfriend from last season than she is on discovering that a whole piece of her world (friends/family included) is actually still around, so. Who needs logical characterisation, anyway? For all that Kara complains about feeling out of balance living two lives, she also spends almost no time living as Kara Danvers instead of Supergirl in this season (especially the second half); remember when her job as a reporter used to matter to character or story, like, at all? Remember when actually being seen to balance things was a source of narrative conflict and development? Now, if she had discovered that surviving part of Krypton near the BEGINNING of the season instead of in the fourth-last episode, maybe she could have spent the season having, I dunno, a sort of character arc about dealing with it? Selena and the relevant mythology on the world-killers and the ways to kill them/make them/whatever could have all been introduced in earlier parts of the season so that they could BUILD THE FUCKING NARRATIVE instead of just throwing in convenient new plot devices and information at the last second? Maybe the whole story could have been improved by making it actually about the character the series is named after, and analysing her still-developing relationship with her identity and its duality? It’s such a fucking obvious character arc I want to punch something. How, HOW was this not what the whole season was about? How did we end up futzing around with Mon-El and pointless future-visitors and extra antagonists who didn’t matter to the season or its characters at all?
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If you forgot that they also had some time-wasting with some fanatical cult crap on Earth that mostly just served to provide Kara with yet another character to drop explainers about things instead of having her learn stuff in some kind of plot-related fashion, I could understand; it was pretty forgettable. Alex and Maggie broke up, which was rather sudden and wasteful, really, but at least it was tied to Alex’s realisation that she wants to have children and that constituted one of the only solid character threads of this messy, wishy-washy season (though it also often kept Alex distracted in other parts of the story and not having those all-important sisterly interactions with Kara which formed the backbone of the show in the first season, so, boo for that). J’onn had his dad around for a while, and that was legitimately pretty good stuff (y’all know I’m weak for Martians), though I really hope it has some strong narrative fallout in season four because otherwise it seems like a plot designed to torture J’onn emotionally, as if his story isn’t already tragic enough. They also wasted James less this season? Unfortunately, they wasted Lena more, and I’m especially suspicious of the way they not only strangled the amount of story she spent with Kara as a friend, they also threw in this awkwardly-executed situation with Lena actively disliking Supergirl and turning Kara’s secret into something which jeopardises their future relationship. Their interactions last season were so strong, and the effort to put space between them in this season feels overt (giving Lena a romance with James and a new/old best friend in Samantha contributes to this); I can’t help but wonder if the Powers That Be were upset that they’d accidentally made a female relationship with more chemistry than the canon-lesbian couple (and at the same time as they were badly failing at giving Kara a believable hetero love interest, no less) and decided that breaking up one of their best character partnerships was preferable to anyone reading the hero of the story as anything other than straight. They’ve made so many hugely questionable decisions about Kara’s personal life at this point, no BTS fuckery would surprise me. Remember season one, when the plot had a shape and the characters generally did things for understandable reasons? Those were the days. We’re closer to getting back to them now than we were after the disaster that was last season, but I’m still not banking on the show ever regaining the focused quality which made the first season work so well. To do that, they have to start telling stories about Kara again, at minimum. That would be a start.
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Being with Tony was amazing. Bucky hadn't felt so happy in years. They now talked about everything and nothing, not afraid anymore that there was some line they could cross that would ruin everything. They often talked late into the night and sometimes morning, much to Steve's chagrin. But even Steve was happy and didn't tease Bucky as much about his love-struck face when he looked at pictures of Tony.
There was, however, still one problem between them and that problem was about the size of the US with Bucky living in New York and Tony in California. Despite Bucky's desire to see Tony in person and finally be able to touch him, run his fingers through Tony's hair, hold him and kiss him, he was scared.
Tony seemed to have resigned himself to waiting until Bucky was ready, he mentioned it casually on occasion but he never pressed the issue. Bucky was thankful for that but it didn't make it any easier for him. It wasn't just meeting Tony in person, thanks to Rhodey's assurance he wasn't scared of rejection anymore,  not as much at least. He still hadn't told Tony and there was still the low-key fear hanging out in the back of his mind that once Tony saw him, he'd just laugh and throw the door in his face.
But more than that it was traveling that terrified him. In the last couple of years, he had barely left the apartment, let alone the city. He had relied on Steve to go grocery shopping and run errands, the only times he really went somewhere was when he had a doctor's appointment and even then Steve usually accompanied him.
The thought of traveling alone was terrifying.
Of course Tony had offered to visit Bucky, but that would have meant he had to reschedule meetings with game developers, charity live streams etc. Bucky didn't want Tony to go through that effort just for him.
But Tony was suffering, Bucky could tell.
"I wish you were here," Tony mumbled sleepily. They were doing their nightly video call and both had already settled into bed with their phones.
"Me too, babe," Bucky answered. "Me too. I'm sorry. I'm such a bad boyfriend. I should just get my shit together and - "
"Hey, no, don't beat yourself up over it, cupcake." Tony prompted himself up on his elbow and adjusted the phone. "I can understand, Rhodey doesn't like to travel either, it's a fucking nightmare for him."
Bucky nodded somberly, beating himself up over it nevertheless. He had never specified the reason why he didn't like to travel and yet Tony was so understanding without even knowing what it was all about.
Flying across the country wasn't fucking rocket science, thousands of people did it every day. It wasn't that big of a deal, but the thought of going through security alone, people patting him down, made Bucky nauseous.
"Hey, stop that."
Bucky looked up at the phone, Tony was so close to the camera the screen was only showing his eyes and nose. "Stop what?"
"You've got that look on your face that tells me you're worrying too much and I don't want you to break your brain over me, okay?" Tony moved the camera even closer so only his eye was on the screen. He tried to sound serious but failed miserably. Bucky had to laugh. Tony's antics never failed to bring him out of a depressive thought spiral. "And now show me your neck so I can pretend to nuzzle you."
Bucky happily obliged.
(More after the break!)
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Over the next couple of days, Bucky made a decision. He would face his fears and fly to California and he wanted to make it a surprise for Tony.
He talked to Rhodey who was fully supportive of his idea, to figure out a good date and then booked a plane ticket. He tried to ignore how much he was shaking when he was clicking on the confirm button to finalize his travel plans.
Steve freaked out that evening which did nothing to calm Bucky's nerves. He would only be traveling in a few weeks but Steve was bouncing around the apartment and putting together a travel kit with Bucky's medication, figuring out which bag to take so that it was allowed as carry-on and so on and so forth. When Steve asked him if he had all the necessary vaccines Bucky had to put a stop to it.
"It's fucking Malibu, Steve, not Malaysia."
"Oh."
Something good came from Steve's overzealousness, however, Bucky started to pack early. He kept the half-packed bag next to his desk and added stuff now and then. Preparing everything for his trip over the course of a couple of weeks helped Bucky keep his cool about it and when the day came he was ready. He had debated whether or not to take his prosthesis, it would make people stare less but it would also make the security check immensely more complicated. Bucky rarely used it at home because it was useless for gaming and a hassle to put on just for one or two things and he had Steve for that after all. So he had decided to leave the prosthesis at home in favor of a hopefully smoother travel.
Keeping the whole thing a secret from Tony had been difficult because despite Bucky's best efforts to appear casual he couldn't quite hide his giddiness and Tony was just too fucking smart. He definitely knew something was up but Bucky was pretty certain he didn't know what exactly and he had sworn Rhodey to secrecy.
The worst part was that Bucky had to keep up the facade while traveling as they rarely stopped texting each other these days.
When the day came and Steve drove Bucky to the airport Bucky didn't know whether he was more nervous about actually traveling for the first time in years or meeting Tony in just a few hours. He had barely slept that night and he had to fight the urge to run straight out of the airport when he saw the number of people there, but he pushed through and got in line at the check-in. He distracted himself by texting Tony sweet nothings and looking at cat memes on his phone. The security check was less of a hassle than he had anticipated and a nice security lady helped him pack his laptop again and before he even knew it he was sitting in the plane and was off to California.
After landing at LAX Bucky quickly spotted the person Rhodey had sent to pick him up. A middle-aged man who went by the name Happy and politely led him to a fancy car Bucky remembered from one of Tony's vlogs.
"Tony doesn't know I'm coming, right?" Bucky asked after he had settled into the comfortable back seat of the car. Now that the anxiety from the flight had left him his nerves were all Tony related.
"Not as far as I know, he has a stream today and should be finished when we arrive." Happy replied.
"I am fucking nervous," Bucky mumbled and watched the Californian landscape pass by his window. The trip from the airport to Tony's house took about 40 minutes but within this time his nerves had multiplied tenfold and he was shaking when he got out of the car and walked towards the front door. This was the moment, there was no going back now. He dropped his bag on the ground before he rang the bell, he wanted to have his hand free.
Bucky didn't hear the doorbell but he suddenly heard yelling behind the door.
"Someone get the door!" That was definitely Tony.
"No, you get it!" Rhodey yelled back and then there was some cursing and footsteps and then the door opened and Tony stood before him.
"Hey, Tony," Bucky said unoriginally and waved a little awkwardly.
"Bucky..." Tony checked Bucky out with wide eyes, letting his gaze run over his body from his head to his feet and then back up. Bucky noticed how his eyes only minutely lingered on his empty left sleeve and then he suddenly had Tony clinging to him, squeezing him tightly and he automatically put his arm around the other and held him close.
"You're here! You're really here!" Tony mumbled almost unintelligibly
Tony was smaller than he had thought and the top of Tony's head just reached past Bucky's chin and the way Tony nuzzled against Bucky's chest meant he could rest his chin on top of Tony's hair.
"Yes, I'm here. Tony."
They stood there for a long time, Bucky felt Tony shake against his chest, slowly hiccuping a few sobs, always mumbling how he couldn't believe it.
Eventually, Tony let go and stepped back, but kept his hands on Bucky, one resting on Bucky's right arm, the other against his left side.
"I am so happy to finally see you. I... I don't know what to say." Tony was still trembling.
Bucky stepped forward, all nervousness forgotten and cupped Tony's face and leaned down. "Don't say anything, babe." He whispered before he pressed his lips to Tony's and gently kissed him. Tony responded immediately and grabbed onto Bucky's jacket pulling him closer. Bucky thrust his hand up into Tony's hair and holding him tight. They kissed for an eternity, trying to make up for the lost time.
"Gross, get a room you two." Someone suddenly said behind Tony and that finally made them break their kiss. Bucky looked up to see Rhodey in the hallway, sitting in a wheelchair and suddenly everything made a bit more sense to him.
Tony turned around and wrapped his arm around Bucky's waist, pressing himself against Bucky's left side, resting his head on his shoulder and almost giving Bucky a heart attack with this simple gesture alone. "Rhodey, this is Bucky, Bucky, Rhodey, my best friend."
Rhodey nodded to Bucky. "How was your flight?"
"Good, uneventful, thankfully." Bucky grinned, his face still flushed from the kissing.
"Wait, you knew about this?" Tony suddenly asked gesturing between Bucky and Rhodey.
"It was his idea. I just helped with the planning." Rhodey shrugged and turned his wheelchair around. "Now, do you want to stand in the doorway all day or do you want to come in?"
Tony laughed, picked up Bucky's bag with one hand and grabbed Bucky's hand with the other and dragged his boyfriend inside.
"Wait, Tony...", Bucky hesitated and held onto Tony's hand without moving. Tony turned to him, tilting his head questioningly.
"Yes?"
"You -...about my arm."
"Oh god, I am so sorry. Was I too forward? Fuck, I didn't know, I should have asked. Fuck, just tell me when I need to fuck off next time, I-"
Bucky stepped forward and brought their joined hands up to Tony's mouth. "I just wanted to know how you knew."
"Oh.." Tony blinked a couple of times. "I didn't... I mean, I kinda figured you had something going on with your left arm, but yeah... I figured you were going to tell me when you were ready."
Bucky cringed and looked away. "I was scared, didn't know how you would react. I'm sorry. I should have told you."
Tony dropped the bag and reached out, he gently turned Bucky's head towards him again. "No, you shouldn't have, but you need to tell me when something I do makes you uncomfortable, alright?"
Bucky nodded and smiled. "I don't think anything you could do would make me uncomfortable." He leaned down and stole a soft kiss, which Tony deepened without hesitation.
Somewhere in the house, they could hear Rhodey yelling.
"For fuck's sake's guys! GET A ROOM!"
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Three months later Tony was getting ready to start his usual stream only this time there was no docket, no games planned. Bucky was sitting next to him, a bundle of nerves. He had his blanket around his shoulders and was hacking away at his laptop.
"Are you ready?" Tony reached out and tickled Bucky just behind his ear. Bucky made a surprised noise.
"Gah, stop that." Bucky waved at Tony's hand.
"Are you ready, I asked." Tony continued to try and tickle him.
Bucky finally turned and caught Tony's hand in his. "And I said stop that." Bucky bit the tip of Tony's finger and made a nomming noise.
"You're not ready, are you?"
"How can I be ready? Your stream is viewed by 10.000 people. I am not ready. I'll never be ready."
"It's going to be alright, I won't tolerate any bullshit. My moderators are ready to block people who are going to be rude and we're just going to talk a few minutes, introducing you and then we'll play some Minecraft. Later Rhodey is going to join us for some Don't Starve Together. It's going to be fine, once we start playing nobody is going to mind."
Bucky intertwined their fingers and held Tony's hand tightly. "I hope you are right. I am still not sure about all of this. I mean... I'm fine just staying in the background, you know that."
Tony used his other hand to slide under Bucky's hair and pull him closer by his neck. "I know, but I want to show my amazing boyfriend to the world." He fell silent for a moment. "But if you really don't want to, I understand, we can cancel. I don't want to pressure you."
Bucky shook his head. "No, I'll do it. Only so the unsolicited advances towards you stop. People need to know you are taken." He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Tony's lips. "I'm ready."
Tony let go and turned to his computer and the webcam, making sure Bucky's left side was mostly off-screen. "Going live in a minute now. I'll let the intro run." He heard Bucky take a deep breath and then felt him sneak his hand into his, out of view of the camera.
The intro finished and the view of the webcam went live.
"Hello everybody. This is Iron Man with the Iron Man Live Show and today we have a very special guest. You might know him already, please be nice to him. This is Bucky, aka, The Winter Soldier. My boyfriend."
The chat went wild.
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