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bonefall · 5 months

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while i do agree with the sentiment that bloodclan should be more nuanced as an entity i still believe it is wrong to portray them as the necessary "response" to clan injustice (haven't read the books in years but i am pretty sure that bloodclan started with no connection to the clans) / an opposition to the clan's flaws. some of the thing scourge did was out of selfishness and bloodclan isn't the other colour of the black and white debacle with the clans. the clans are heavily flawed yes, but it isn't realistic to completely say that their structure had no redeeming qualities altogether and that all outsider groups is fundamentally better than the clans.

all clans and groups are flawed in their own way and i believe we shouldnt brush past the things that other groups (the sisters and what they do with their toms *cough cough*) did solely to be able to degrade the clans and their culture.

Buddy, you're setting up a strawman. I promise you that if you look into the reduxes I've made of BloodClan, Guardians, The Sisters, and the Tribe, you will see that I don't make any of them a "flawless" alternative to Clan life.

Nor do I say that the Clans have no redeeming qualities. In fact, you can browse the "Clan Culture" tag to see the various expansions I've made to show how these traditions, values, and technological advances make Clan life so alluring.

The overarching theme of BB is that the nature of culture is change. For better AND for worse.

With respect, I think there's something insidious in the wording of "the things the other groups did." We're talking about fan responses to a work that consistently demonizes and degrades foreigners to make the Clans look like the "best way to live," justifying xenophobia. These are not real groups, they are writing choices.

In the franchise with some pretty extreme examples of misogyny, the authors said "What if bizarro world where women rule and have no men... woag..." and only includes a single Clan-alligned member of this culture, with a BAD opinion of them, who can't even do his diplomatic job because he HATES them so much.

In the same franchise that shows Fireheart getting bullied, facing prejudice, and fighting a murderous tyrant who publically executes a mixed-race character, their endgame villain is an outsider, like him, but this one IS a godless heathen who HATES love and friendship and banned families.

In the VERY same franchise which made its first non-malicious group barely able to get through an arc without needing to be saved by Clan cats, totally unable to defend themselves, framed as "whiny" for not wanting their clearly 'inferior' culture to be forcefully changed.

And I'm re-stating all this because, again, no offense to you in particular Anon, but I've been seeing a few people with a sentiment like yours lately. Complaints into a vacuum that don't make targeted critique of anyone's fanworks, gesturing at this broad "woobification" which is apparently out there somewhere over the rainbow, saying things like "well Scourge is selfish" or "well Moonlight abandoned her 13 year old" as if we haven't BEEN knew.

As if we're not all directly responding to these choices. As if I haven't written ESSAYS on this topic.

Since this was about BloodClan in particular though, and you admit you haven't read the books in years, please go back and actually read Rise of Scourge before trying to make critique of the ways fanon rewrites its origin. It's EXPLICITLY a response to the Clans, in the text, that the Erins wrote, it is canon that fanon is working with.

And you want people to take that out and approach it a different way... why? Because it's so incredulous to you that a nation forms in response to a threatening neighbor? That a common enemy through invasions is a way that people might choose to unite, and encourage their new culture to value brutality? Because you don't like the idea of Clan Culture's XENOPHOBIC BATTLE CULTURE affecting surrounding communities??

Could YOU, maybe, be doing this "woobification" thing I keep hearing about? Can I play this stupid game too? What's our stupid prize? Can it be a lollipop? Do we get stickers

TL;DR, ok.

#bone babble #Warrior cats analysis #Warrior cats fanon #Bloodclan #''Ok yes scourge is practically cold war era xenophobic stereotypes and i understand that is a part of canon you dont like.''#''But have you considered. Hes mean''#Yes. Yes i have considered it.#If I get another take like this in my inbox im gojng to fucjing add a scene where he kisses babies and looks at the screen and says #'Mmm wowow thank u for the babygirl juice fire star :)'#JUST to annoy them #People gonna be funny to me? Im about to be Hilarious.#Also ANON just to be clear im annoyed because like. Ive been seeing this around.#Sadly today you are the Genocide Frisk to my Angry Sans u.u #I am taking ur ask and turning it blue and smashing it against walls #Man it would be cool to have bone themed powers... i am a bone guy...#But anon you're fine. Just like. Think about what I said ok?

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reynita9 · 1 year

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I can’t stop thinking about how Cocomelon is damaging babies because the fast pace scene changes can “interfere with the development of executive functions”, and how thin parents are spread in capitalism that they rely on television to entertain/keep their babies company just so they have some time to complete domestic tasks. I am thinking about disintegrated Community Care/structure. I am thinking about how Instagram, Tiktok, Twitter, Tumblr, all media are engineered to be addictive and alter the executive functioning of kids, tweens, teens, and adults of all ages. How malleable our minds are..bread and circuses. Everything we consume has the power to heal or destroy us. I think about Congress Bill 686, and feel discouraged and powerless. You may have heard of it as “The TikTok Ban” of course, the media intentionally oversimplifies it as a ban on TikTok, but really it is the means for The State to restrict the sharing of information on the internet and to censor us, keep us misinformed and suppressed. The State knows that knowledge is power so they keep us intentionally in the dark and distracted, plucking away human rights one by one while we are watching the stage. The Restrict Act would require the Department of Commerce to “identify, deter, disrupt, prevent, prohibit, investigate, and mitigate transactions involving ICT products and services” 🤳🏼👁️ (ICT means Information and Communications Technology, ICT Products and services refers to social media) When COVID first hit, my friend said “this will be like 9/11, there was the world pre 9/11 and post 9/11” I am not one to believe we are “post-covid” because we are still in the grips of the Covidian information wars, which I feel will be one of the main long term take aways from The-Covid-Years. Bill 686 harms all, because any group of 1 million people organizing or sharing information online can be persecuted, banned and shut down under the guise of “prohibiting certain transactions between persons of the United States and foreign adversaries” Congress Bill 686 establishes both civil and criminal penalties for violations of the bill, meaning anything that they consider an “unacceptable risk to national security.” Please don’t forget we live in a police state which is meant to protect the empire. In The United States privacy is not sacrosanct, and actually American big brother corporations like Meta and Google are investing millions into anti-TikTok propaganda, because it clears their competition and allows them back into the palms of citizens, so they can personally be the ones to steal our time and data. It makes me angry, it’s painful. How can we organize against the faceless enemy? It’s all subversion and censorship, anything to get the undiluted power to be placed back into the hands of an American corporation. It will always be The State, Corporations, and Colleges keeping information tucked away and inaccessible to the masses. We must do what we can to preserve the internet as a place of free information sharing and connection. The infrastructure of our communities in real life are generally weak. Weekly I hit a paywall online, and I have seen my own words be instantaneously given an AI generated COVID misinformation banner before. It’s insane, and most people are not comfortable admitting out loud that we are alive during fascism. What’s funny in a way is, I have long hated TikTok, but now that it risks being banned in this “land of the free” I find myself urgently realizing how important it is to preserve and protect.. It is on the individual to use the internet wisely and with boundaries, not the state to restrict people’s access to information. Privacy is important and data-preservation is important, obviously, but if this is what 686 was truly about, we would be having different conversations. All legislation is created to build a precedent.

#cocomelon #Congress Bill 686 #686 #Tik Tok #tik tok ban #censorship

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ccrisntok · 10 months

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Ace ship ramblings

So, I have like. An art post planned soon. But until then uhh.

My (and kinda @greyzanticz a little) personal opinion on Ace's romantic compatibility with every other drdt character (I'm bored and sad so we gotta over compensate with complete insanity). I won't have much to say abt most of these, and I'm pretty sure no one ships a good majority of them, I just used every character for shits and gigs

Also idk if Ace ship discord is a thing but if it is please don't flame me if I don't like ur otp. Send me ur ship art instead. Try and change my mind. Dm me a paragraph explaining how Ace and character are soulmates. Also spoilers.

I'm also gonna give them number ratings bc. I can.

Let's start with the classic:

Ace + Levi

• I genuinely think this would be my otp or something if they hadn't fallen out in the 1st trial. After that the idea of these two in a romantic setting just. Doesn't work for me. There's to much genuine distrust and fighting. Them as besties is awesome though! They will be best friends again let me be delusional. So basically, ship it chapter 1, chapter 2 I'd rather eat glass (but no beef to Acevi shippers I completely understand). In a fix it au, it's prob a fav. 7/10.

Ace + David

• I didn't really. Clock this as thing. I think it makes more sense with pre-breakdown David? Like mediator x instigator? I don't really get it but I can understand the basic vibe and it's not... Horrible. 4/10

Ace + Nico

• Yeah if Levi and Ace fighting killed their ship potential for me, this was made to be my no-tp. Maybe in a fix it au, I could stand it. In cannon, nah 2/10.

Ace + Veronika

• Now, I love Veronika. And I love Ace. But oh God I can feel the dysfunction radiating. The basic dynamic is okay though, just don't feel like Veronika could and would do better (find a more interesting case study to date). Obviously as the Halloween trio Ace and Veronika are so besties but romantically, no 💕 4/10

Ace + Arturo

•Jesus this would be toxic as hell. I don't really see it, honestly, but I get where. It came from. That's the thing with rare pairs, sometimes they personally hit, sometimes they don't. I could probably like this one if I read a really good fic or something. 5/10

(Bonus) The Halloween Trio (Veronika, Arturo, and Ace) as a polecule.

•i think I like this one more because it's banking on Verturo which is prob the biggest drdt ship I have, but idk. Them as a bestie unit is by far my preferred Halloween (or Horror, as I've been calling it 💀) Trio, but them as a polecule is. Okay too. 6.5/10

Ace + Xander

•I don't hate this one as much as chapter 2 Acevi, or Nico x Ace, even though Xander and Ace had heavy beef. I think it's bc it wasn't as. Serious as his later beefs. I think I could be convinced to enjoy and enemy to lovers fic with these two, but it's not something I'd actively look for. Also Xander died before Ace went into his "actually being a total dick instead of funny comical relief" era and I think if he'd survived to see it, Ace wouldn't have survived to live it, yk? 6/10

(I think these are where the pairings are completely random LMAO)

Ace + Rose

• Okay. So. I don't hate it. But I definitely don't like it either. I feel like Rose would NOT have the energy for Ace in any capacity, and she doesn't like ppl being loud, so. But also the idea of Rose's chill vibes calming Ace down Is cute... 5/10

Ace + Charles

• I don't think this would work. There is like, no chemistry (hahaha) here at all imo? Just doesn't call out to me for any reason. 2/10

Ace + Hu

• I really don't like this. I can't comprehend it. Like when I imagine what this is ship would be like it weirds me out. 0/10. Sorry any Hu x Ace shippers.

Ace + J

• I feel like J has a very real and reasonable distaste for Ace in cannon and I can't think of an instance where they interact otherwise. Their dynamic in my head is just "Crazy bitch and bitch who doesn't like them bc they are crazy" and I can't really think past that. Their dynamic romantically doesnt catch my eye for any reason 💀 1/10

Ace + Eden

• I genuinely think Eden is a lesbian but if we move past that... I still can't see these guys as anything but friends. Like I want them to be besties bc their dynamic is perfect (Angry asshole & the nicest human ever created) but as a couple, I just don't see it. I'll give it a decent rating though, since I understand how their dynamics would be interesting romantically. 5/10. Eden is a lesbian though she told me

Ace + Teruko

• nah Teruko would kill him 💀 the only reason i would want this is bc we would see tons more Ace since Teruko's our protag. But fr I don't really think they would work (take a shot every time I say that). They could probably relate to eachother to some extent though, maybe decent friends if Ace ever mellowed out. I think I read a chat fic once where Ace, Charles, and Teruko were all traumatized besties and I hold faith in my heart that'll be cannon. 4/10

• side note their ship name thing could be 'Lucky Horseshoe' 🤯🤯

Ace + Min

• Min does not have the patience for this mf lets me fr. I don't even think these two ever interacted before the trial 💀💀. Again not much to say, this doesn't stand out to me at all. I don't like it for some reason. 1/10

Ace + Arei

• Ehhhh I feel like they could be really good friends. Like their hateful energies used together could be a force to be reckoned with. And they could probably relate to eachother to a decent extent. But I don't think they would ever date (def not bc I think Arei's a lesbian too... Definitely not...) 3/10

Ace + Whit

•... Okay hear me out. Hear me out. Their dynamics bounce off of eachother pretty well. Silly goofy guy x Menace. Whit has shown he can deal with people who are assholes. I mean ik Whit and Charles are the otp and I'll stand by that forever but like. I could so see Whit trying to give Ace a lil redemption arch. Maybe actually succeeding a little. I like this one a lot. Still, you've kinda gotta squint at it a little for it to work.... 7 or 8/10.

I didn't include Mai bc idk who she is. Could be Ace's cousin for all we know

So, in conclusion, Ace is statically very undatable and he will be alone forever. Have a good day.

This was such a dumb post 💀💀💀💀

#drdt #ace markey #danganronpa despair time #im not tagging everyone i mentioned #drdt spoilers

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blackacre13 · 10 months

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Can you do another part to the rival gang au

Part three is here:

Here’s part four!

“It was a conversation,” Debbie protested.

“Please,” Tammy rolled her eyes. “It was practically a parlay over pancakes. You’re not a pirate, Debbie. You two can sit down for a cup of coffee and strike a compromise. Someone takes uptown, someone takes downtown. Whatever. There’s a way to work it out.”

“We’ve already worked it out,” Debbie shook her head. “The best woman wins. One job. One goal. Whoever gets it, gets New York. Whoever fails, gets the hell out. Maybe after the consolation of some…more lustful activities.”

“God, something tells me that you two are just absolutely meant for each other.”

“Yeah,” Debbie snorted. “What? Enemies to lovers? I have one mistress and one mistress alone, New York City.”

“Does she know you’re here?”

“No.”

“Does she know you’re here?”

“Absolutely not.”

The two women attempted a subtle look around the room before their eyes landed back on each other as they shared a laugh.

“Go ‘head,” Nine grinned, nodding at the booth. “Have a seat. I already got us some waters but didn’t wanna guess on the drink.”

“Thanks,” Tammy smiled, sliding into the diner booth.

“So we both agree this is bullshit, right?”

“Absolutely,” Tammy sighed, running her finger up and down the glass, tracing the condensation. “But that’s Debbie. What she says goes and if she’s decided to have some sort of ridiculous rumble, then who am I go go against that?”

“Her right hand,” Nine smirked. “And a beautiful one at that.”

Tammy’s cheeks flushed at the compliment, suddenly finding the sticker paper holding her utensils together fascinating and Nine’s eye contact all too powerful.

“You only say that because you’re Lou’s.”

“Well to be fair, pops is a lefty. So I guess I’m her left hand man,” Nine chuckled.

“Pops?” Tammy laughed.

“You can blame Con for that one. She started it and it just stuck. Pops loves it. But that’s what gave me the idea. Why would

We try to chase each other out of the city when we could help each other cover more ground?”

“You want us to pair up?” Tammy nodded. “That’s along the lines of what I was trying to convince Debbie about.”

“Look,” Nine sighed. “Lou will never admit it, but she hates being in charge. Don’t get me wrong. She’s damn good at it. But she didn’t even want this. She just wanted out of a bad situation where she wasn’t calling the shots so she started her own thing. She’s solid. Constance is mad good. And I’m the best at what I do. But we been lookin to expand anyway.”

“You’re not adopting us,” Tammy exhaled. “Deb will never go for it. She’s never gonna work for someone else. Thought she was going to murder her own brother when she worked for him. She thrives like this. She just wants her city back.”

“Not saying join our crew. I’m sayin, let’s have a merger. We don’t have a fence, and I hear things about you. And Amita? Shit it would be wild to have someone in the jewel world. We never been able to do anything like that. And in return, you need surveillance. You need people who ride bikes. Fresh blood who can blend different than you can.”

“And Debbie would be in charge?” Tammy frowned. “I’m sure she’d be fine with that but I don’t know how Lou is going to feel with her team usurping her throne behind her back and bringing in a new boss for her. She may not like being in charge, but she doesn’t sound like a follower.”

“That’s what I’m sayin’,” Nine grinned, smacking the table in a way that made Tammy jump. “Sorry. Got excited. Pops doesn’t want the spotlight. She just fell into it. She’s like—I don’t know. A wing man. Someone to bounce ideas off. Just as in charge but not the face. Like criminal chief of staff.”

“Well, Deb’s No chief of staff. She’s President all the way.”

“And that’s why this is perfect. We take our crews and we marry ‘em. Lou and Debbie at the top of the food chain. Take two greats and unite them. One team. One partnership. They do things fifty-fifty.”

“Fifty-fifty,” Tammy nodded. “For real? Lou won’t push for a bigger cut?”

“Fifty-fifty. Promise.”

“I’ll see if she goes for it,” Tammy muttered. “But she’s not gonna like that it’s not her idea.”

“Same with Lou. That’s why we gotta do it secretly.”

“Secretly?” Tammy quirked an eyebrow.

“‘Course,” Nine grinned. “We gotta parent trap ‘em.”

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anonymousewrites · 9 months

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Clan of Three (Book 3) Chapter Nine

Father Figure! Mandalorian/Din Djarin x Teen! Reader

Chapter Nine: The Malfunction

Summary: (Y/N), Mando, and Bo-Katan go to find the Mandalorian fleet, but before they can speak to them, they have to face another side quest.

(Y/N) gazed out of the Gauntlet’s windows as Bo-Katan flew them closer to the domed cities of Plazir-15. The Mandalorians she had led had been tracked to this planet, and so, Bo-Katan, Mando, (Y/N), and Grogu followed to regain their support in the retake of Mandalore. It was time for unity once more.

(Y/N)’s wound still ached a bit, but the majority of the healing was finished about the e-Bacta and rest Mando had forced them into. They were just glad to be out helping the Mandalorians again. They hated just laying there healing when it felt like there were so many important changes taking place around them.

Mando had been hesitant to let them come, but the Armorer had approved of the progress their wound had made, and Mando’s desire to keep (Y/N) close in case anything else happened was stronger than anything else.

“There they are,” murmured Bo-Katan, nodding to the landing field where the imperial ships the Mandalorians had commandeered were parked.

“That’s quite a fleet,” observed Mando.

“It took me a long time to assemble it,” said Bo-Katan. “Most of it was captured from the Empire.”

“I thought so,” said (Y/N).

“Could come in real handy taking back Mandalore,” said Mando.

“Axe Woves is their leader now,” said Bo-Katan. “It’s going to take some convincing to get them to join us.”

“I wonder what they’re here for,” said Mando.

“This planet isn’t on the New Republic Registry, so I’d guess it’s an independent world that hired them for protection,” said Bo-Katan.

“Can’t imagine Woves will be happy to see you,” remarked (Y/N).

“Yeah…” said Bo-Katan bitterly. “I’ll land outside the fleet’s perimeter. It’s probably best if we go in on foot.” She glanced back at (Y/N). “If we need to convince them, are you willing to explain what Mandalore the Great told you?”

(Y/N) nodded shortly. If that’s what was needed to convince the Mandalorians to come together, they’d speak up.

“Don’t worry,” said Mando. “We’ll be there with you, Ad’ika.” (Y/N) was clearly nervous about explaining their visions to people who may look at them like they were insane, and Mando would support them. Grogu cooed and reached out to (Y/N) encouragingly.

“Thanks, Buir,” said (Y/N).

Bo-Katan smiled to herself.

“Welcome to Plazir-15,” said a sweet android voice over the radio. “The Outer Rim’s only remaining direct democracy. You’ve been assigned a docking slip. You will be guided on the assigned path. Engaged automatic guidance.”

The ship rocked as the android took control of the Gauntlet and directed it towards the dock. Bo-Katan fiddled with the control panel in annoyance.

“What happened?” asked Mando.

“They’ve taken control of the ship,” said Bo-Katan wryly. “I guess we’re going for a ride.”

Grogu cooed excitedly. The ship landed beside a tube transport system. The group exited, with the Mandalorians stepping out before the adike in order to watch for any enemies. The only greeting they got, however, were two droids, both painted black and sleek metal. (Y/N) narrowed their eyes and tensed. Imperial droids. Hopefully just scraps repurposed for the planet, but definitely not a comforting sight.

“This is interesting,” murmured Mando.

“Weird,” said (Y/N).

“Welcome to Plazir-15,” greeted the more humanoid droid while the R2-like unit beside it beeped. “Please proceed to your hyperloop pod.”

“Why do they have imperial droids on an independent world?” asked Mando quietly.

“It’s the Outer Rim,” said Bo-Katan. “Your guess is as good as mine.”

They entered the hyperloop pod and sat down. The doors slid close with a smooth hiss.

“Bring us to the bay closest to the Mandalorian fleet,” requested Bo-Katan to the computer.

The sweet automated voice returned. “As per Article Nine of the Coruscant Accords, permission must be granted from High Senate for access to self-defense forces in the peacekeeping zone. Do you grant permission to scan your chain code?”

I mean, good security to keep your troops safe, but very irritating, thought (Y/N) as Bo-Katan showed her chain code and the computer trilled when it scanned. Mando and (Y/N) followed suit, Mando with his gauntlet and (Y/N) with their armband.

“Din Djarin, Bo-Katan Kryze, and (Y/N) of the Hilo Clan,” reported the computer. “Your presence has been requested by the leadership of the planetary democracy—”

“I’m afraid we have more pressing matters,” interrupted Bo-Katan. “Perhaps at a later time.”

“Please do not attempt to leave the vehicle,” said the voice, ignoring Bo-Katan. “This is not a request.” The pod shot down the track, and the group inside jerked.

“I guess we’re meeting the ‘leadership of the planetary democracy,’ ” remarked (Y/N).

Mando nodded in agreement as the pod sped into the largest domed city. Gleaming tracks crisscrossed the city, beautifully constructed buildings lined busy boulevards, and trees and greenery dotted the dome.

“I’ve never been here before. Have you?” asked Bo-Katan.

“I haven’t even heard of it,” said Mando. “Do you think we’re gonna have to blast our way out of here?”

“We’ll find out,” said Bo-Katan.

“Oh, joy,” said (Y/N).

The pod stopped abruptly, and the doors slid open. They carefully walked out of the pod and through the next pair of doors to enter an ornate building. Classical music played through the doors to enter the actual room, and the group glanced at one another. The doors opened as they approached to reveal a large dining room. Plants lined the edges, and strange creatures flew through the air like they were swimming. People chatted in a lively manner at the table, dressed in bright colors.

“Come, join us!” gestured the man at the head of the table. “It’s a party.” He chuckled. “Come! Everyone, special guests! Mandalorians!”

(Y/N) blinked, not expecting to be considered with the Mandalorians.

“I hope you like secretions!” said the man jovially. “Take a little sip-sip. Come, please.”

The Mandalorians and (Y/N) sat down at the reserved seats for them beside the man and woman at the head of the table.

“Let’s address the bantha in the room,” said the man, who had introduced himself as Captain Bombardier, boisterously as he and his wife, the Duchess, struggled not to constantly show affection to one another. “I was once a facilities planning officer during the war.”

Mando’s head lifted warily, (Y/N) tensed, and Bo-Katan’s eyes narrowed slightly. He had been imperial.

“And thanks to the New Republic Amnesty Program, I was able to help rebuild Plazir-15,” said Bombardier.

“You were imperial?” questioned Mando. He was ready to defend (Y/N) and Grogu.

“He was,” said the Duchess. “Plazir suffered greatly under imperial rule. My husband came here as part of his rehabilitation. He oversaw the rebuilding of this planet on which my family served as nobility since it was originally settled, and…we fell in love.” She smiled adoringly at her husband, and his expression was similar.

“We fell in love,” he agreed enthusiastically. “We did fall in love.”

(Y/N) cocked their head. The Force hummed as they assessed the couple. They saw no lies or darkness surrounding Bombardier. Grogu cooed, sensing the same positivity in the couple. Neither Force-Sensitive felt any danger.

The Duchess noticed Grogu and smiled. “Could I perhaps hold the baby? Please?”

“He doesn’t take kindly to strangers,” said Mando.

Grogu, ignoring his dad, jumped from his cradle excitedly as he saw the Duchess and the food she was holding. Mando sighed. Neither of his kids were good at listening to him.

“You are so fast!” cooed the Duchess. “Yes!” She handed him the snack, and Grogu excitedly started eating. She continued the story of her and Bombardier. “You see, it was time for our planet to move into a new age. We held direct democratic elections for the first time in our history.”

“We are both royals and elected leaders,” said Bombardier.

“And the Mandalorian privateer warships docked in your fields?” asked Mando.

“Oh, we hired them for protection,” said the Duchess. “Our charter forbids us from having a military because of my husband’s imperial past.”

“But because of this, all our resources go to growth and the people,” said Bombardier.

“I’d like to speak to these ‘privateers,’ ” said Bo-Katan.

“That can be arranged,” said Bombardier.

I have a feeling we’re about to be given another side quest, thought (Y/N).

“There is just one condition,” said Bombardier.

Knew it.

Bo-Katan pursed her lips and attempted to remain polite. “What?”

“You really must see the view,” said Bombardier. “Right this way.” He stood, and the group had no choice but to follow. He glanced at the other officials in the room and smiled. “We’ll just be a moment. Enjoy your meal, don’t get up. Let’s show our guests the view.”

“We have a problem,” murmured the Duchess, her cheery façade giving way to worry as they walked towards the windows.

There it is.

“Yes?” asked Bo-Katan.

“A droid problem,” said Bombardier gravely.

“What kind of ‘droid problem?’ ” asked (Y/N), hoping to speed up the process of getting their assignment.

“Malfunction,” said the Duchess.

“A coordinated malfunction,” said Bombardier.

“We think,” said the Duchess.

“What makes you think that?” asked Mando.

“The planet’s imperial droids were reprogrammed for peace,” said the Duchess.

“I personally oversaw the program. I can assure you they were completely rehabilitated for peaceful purposes,” said Bombardier. “Exclusively.”

“We thought,” said the Duchess.

“They were, my love, I personally oversaw the program,” said Bombardier.

No sign he’s lying, thought (Y/N). Something must be going on, then.

“What kind of malfunction?” asked Mando.

“I mean, nothing too serious at first. Unexpected power cycles. Deleted task stacks,” said Bombardier.

“Then it got worse,” explained the Duchess. “Traffic accidents. Heavy equipment failures leading to injury. Assault.”

“ ‘Assault?’ ” questioned Mando. The Duchess nodded gravely.

“Respectfully, what does this have to do with us?” asked Bo-Katan.

“Our constables are ill-equipped to confront battle droids,” explained the Duchess.

“ ‘Battle droids?’ ” asked (Y/N), raising an eyebrow. They weren’t glossing over that fact.

“Uh-uh-uh-uh. Former battle droids. They’ve been rehabilitated for civic duty,” said Bombardier.

“We thought,” said the Duchess.

“They were!” said Bombardier.

“Obviously not,” said the Duchess.

“The Mandalorian garrison outside your city walls can make quick work of your battle droids,” said Bo-Katan.

“That’s just it,” said the Duchess.

“What?” asked Bo-Katan, really fighting to keep a gracious smile on her face at this point. (Y/N) could see her eye twitching.

“Our charter forbids any standing army from entering the city,” said the Duchess. “Our constables aren’t even allowed to carry blasters.”

“But you allowed us to be armed,” said Mando.

“Exactly,” said Bombardier. “The people have voted that we are a pluralistic society. You are Mandalorians. Weaponry and armor are intrinsic to your culture, are they not?”

“They are,” acknowledged Mando.

“You see where we’re going here?” said Bombardier.

“You want us to eliminate your droid problem,” said Bo-Katan tersely.

“Exactly,” said Bombardier.

“We knew you could help,” said the Duchess.

“Hold on there, your Majesty,” said Bo-Katan. “We didn’t agree to help you.”

“Please, Princess Kryze. Your Grace,” said Bombardier. “This is not intended to be a work of charity.”

“Unlike my brethren outside your city walls, I am not a mercenary,” said Bo-Katan.

“Apologies if that was the impression I gave,” said Bombardier. “What I intended to convey is that I would hope that this ‘excursion’ would be viewed as an act of diplomacy between our two planets. In fact, Plazir-15 would formally recognize Mandalore as a sovereign system and petition the New Republic to recognized it as such.”

I would be more interested if I was getting paid, thought (Y/N). They winced. Nope, no, Mandalore the Great would not like that, and they scare me. And…I do want Mandalore to grow again. But man, politics are tough.

Bo-Katan glanced at Mando and (Y/N) and raised her eyebrow. (Y/N) shrugged, and Mando nodded slightly.

“The mercenary captain, Axe Woves, indicated that he split from you because you had designs on ruling Mandalore once again,” said the Duchess.

Bo-Katan pursed her lips. “Those plans have been abandoned.”

“The offer stands nonetheless,” said Bombardier.

“What do you think?” asked Bo-Katan, looking at her companions.

“You had me at ‘battle droids,’ ” said Mando.

“Sounds like fun,” said (Y/N) brightly. “I might get to shoot something.”

“You’ve been in enough fights,” said Mando sternly. His ad’ika was way too eager to be in another fight after almost getting killed. It stressed him out.

(Y/N) shrugged. They weren’t stopping anytime soon.

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hi hello!

i'm max or tome and this is my self-ship blog!

i'm very new to self-ship as a whole so please bear with me as i start my first steps into this lovely community

(bio, s/i and f/o info below!)

. . .

- self / self inserts -

Maxwell (real life!!!!)

he/they

adult

5'4"

hobbyist musician, writer and artist!!

catch me falling for any fictional masked man out there

main / system blog @mindscapers

Orange (Among Us)

#🕹️;; ''i am the willing victim of a cannibal!''

crewmate extraordinaire & head of communications

convinced the imposter to not eat his crew (and kissed him sloppy)

will talk about retro video games for hours if given the chance and that is a threat

he/him

. . .

- fictional others -

Simon Jarrett (SOMA)

#🌊;; ''take me back home‚ let me know that you're human''

MY ROBOT LOVERBOY... a human turned into AI, sent a hundred years into the future after the apocalypse

some of the last surviving evidence of humanity and hating every second of it

24/7 identity crisis! he needs a hug and he needs one badly. i for one am settling for kisses

he/him

Cyan (Among Us)

#🌠;; ''you're an enemy who i'm keen to defend!''

most lovable shapeshifting alien around!!

one of two impostors that took over our ship but he got better <3

we worked together to expose our crew member red for murder and got him thrown out the airlock

shhh the murdering stopped after that so the crew doesn't have to know that cyan caused like half of those deaths they can think he's human shhhhhhhh

he/it

. . .

- fictional crushes -

The Merchant (Resident Evil 4: Remake)

#💎;; ''oh‚ i'm in love with a stranger...''

GIVING HIM ALL MY MONEY <3

funny british pirate man likes to sell me guns and herbs

probably infected with the plaga but who doesn't like that?

no one knows his real identity behind that mask (and i want to pull it off him and find out) ((maybe kiss him along the way))

he/they

Tardif (Darkest Dungeon)

#📜;; "i can fill your heart with something new"

also known as the bounty hunter!

a quiet yet intimidating loner... no past and no future... he will hunt down anyone and everyone, for a price

...but i think he's secretly a big softie who loves animals and likes to bake cookies because i'm INSANE

also very, very british

he/him

HUNK (Resident Evil)

#⚰️;; "kiss me‚ kill me‚ catch me‚ thrill me!"

his code name is HUNK, standing for "human unit never killed"

but to me? that's HUNK as in "god DAMN is he a hunk!"

no one knows anything about him, except for that almost every mission he's been on, every member of team died or never returned... except for one sole survivor, being himself

this also earned him the title of "the grim reaper".... but i think his title really should be "my boyfriend"

he/him

. . .

all for now, thank you for stopping by!

#🕹️;; ''i am the willing victim of a cannibal!''#🌊;; ''take me back home‚ let me know that you're human''#🌠;; ''you're an enemy who i'm keen to defend!''#💎;; ''oh‚ i'm in love with a stranger...''#📜;; “i can fill your heart with something new”#⚰️;; “kiss me‚ kill me‚ catch me‚ thrill me!”#//#self ship #selfship #...#hello self-ship community!!#i am doing my best in my lil corner with my strange little guys #but i hope i will be welcomed nicely ^^;

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faroreswinds · 2 years

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Scarlet Blaze - Side Chapters

These are the extra chapters that occur if you recruit Byleth. Here are my notes on the chapters

Byleth just…. runs away from being attacked by Arval.

Arval wants Sothis dead, baby.

All that suspicion on Shez being a Slither pays off on Hubert’s part.

Solon calls Edelgard a traitor, and that they made Edelgard (we already knew this, of course)

Claude and Dimitri appear on the field, since Claude is chasing Dimitri still

Arval sacrifices Solon to enter the Shadow Realm

“Hey, stop running, and I’ll stop chasing”. CLAUDE PLEASE

“I wouldn’t be here if Claude would leave me alone” “As if, you put yourself here “CLAUDE PLEASE

Yup, the slithers consider themselvesa different race to human

Evil Arval Slither made Arval to implant his soul/mind into a new body across the ages.

Evil Arval wanted to save his people.

All the lords and Shez have ended up on the Shadow Realm.

Edelgard did NOT pronounce Arval the same way Shez did, lmao

Dimitri is having a hard time speaking with Edelgard, since with all the deaths that happened. Edelgard is like “nah, not me”.

Edelgard is basically, “why are we even talking. Less talking, more escaping.”

Now they are talking about her mother. And we get no answers about what happened to Patricia.

Dimitri helps Edelgard up after she falls. Brah.

“Oh, I think I remember being helped up once”

“Oh? Me too, I have a similar memory”.

“Oh, that’s just common place for you, Dimitri, don’t imply we share a memory”.

BRO

Now Edelgard and Claude talk

Claude throwing some shade.

Claude wants the Kingdom to stick around, even though he suggests going after Dimitri with her together. He doesn’t even want Foldan united.

Edelgard wants the Kingdom gone, since it’s too tied to the Central Church.

Claude is shocked Edelgard doesn’t want Rhea dead.

I’m shocked too. She’s so inconsistent.

“I have ambitions, Edelgard. Real ones”. Damn bro

This conversation sucks.

I hate them.

“I vote we kill this thing and see what happens”. Claude, this is going to be a pattern with you, isn’t it?

Epimenides.

My headcanon is that he was some office worker who got big angy at the goddess and figured out how to use dark magic to dab on dragons.

Phantoms of the vassals are summoned to the battle

Dimitri says it can’t be Dedue because Dedue wouldn’t have said what he said, he would understand Dimitri’s mind.

Edelgard is more concerned that the real Hubert wouldn’t raise a weapon against her

Dimitri hits like a truck, holy shit he took out the enemies the fastest.

Dimitri literally thanks his enemy for allow him to kill his own self, lmao

Bye bye Epimendes

And Arval.

I’m surprised, but I actually do kinda feel for him.

And by the power of bullshit, we somehow get free of the shadow realm.

“We worked together. Whelp, time to go back to killing each other”.

Wait, Edelgard said “it would be foolish to let either of you leave alive”. But, um... Edelgard, Claude is your ally right now, no?

Dimitri is really off here. Literally, Edelgard is responsible for the deaths of Rodrigue, Gustave, Ingrid, and Sylvain, and he’s all like “I hope we can talk again”. This doesn’t feel like it was written for this route.

Well, I learned basically almost nothing about Shez’s past, the “cycle of the world”, and more about the Slithers. This was a massive, massive waste of time.

Just fun to play all the lords at once, really.

#Three Hopes #my-playthrough #Scarlet Blaze

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a-student-out-of-time · 2 years

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And of course there’s Ultimate Despair’s retaliation event which hopefully should unite us with Etsu’s group. I…I still have major reservations about Sunako being honest and not letting subconscious bias about her classmates skew her judgement.

Yeah...that’s something we’ve talked about with her. We keep being told that their group’s not a threat to us. But I’m still not sure about that.

What do you think? What’s your honest opinion?

My honest opinion...

Well...you remember the Elementary School Division of Hope’s Peak? Did you send Yomiuri Nikei in there to get information?

Yeah...?

We actually tried that too, or at least Esumi-san did. She was trying to gather information on what was happening in that school and how they were treating the students- and keep in mind that we didn’t have any knowledge of the future like you.

Esumi-san is a good journalist. She was looking at it from the bigger picture; she wanted to make sure they had all the details, because she knew that the school couldn’t have just been abusing all those kids without someone getting the word out. We knew about the Warriors of Hope, but she figured there had to be more to it.

But Yomiuri-san kept railroading the whole thing, trying to focus on just the troublemaker class and the kids from troubled backgrounds. He didn’t pay attention to the rest of the kids, none of whom were being abused, and just figured that all the adults must be just as bad as the Warriors of Hope’s parents.

I’m not saying he’s a bad person, he obviously cared about those kids, but...I trust Esumi-san more than I’d trust him. He has an ego problem, he’s paranoid, he doesn’t like things being out of his control, and his focus is in the wrong area sometimes.

And Esumi-san? She never fell to despair, she never gave up even when she was thrown into a killing game, she always tried to find the truth and always had hope. In fact, she helped Naegi-san find you guys in my time!

*Sigh* I know what you mean. He’s trying to grow out of that in our time, but still...we ended up sending Kemuri Ui to prison when she needed help more than she needed punishment.

She’s not the kind of person who’d be easily tricked, and if someone was trying to trick her, she’d look for the truth. She wouldn’t just be told “Hey, these people are evil” and then immediately buy it.

I know you guys are probably nervous, and I probably would be too. But please remember who your real enemies are: you and them both hate Hope’s Peak.

Actually, do you want some advice for what you could do? Because, if I had to guess, Nakamura’s probably a big part of the reason why, huh?

Unfortunately.

Get him to apologize.

…That’s it?

Yes. Nakamura-san’s big problem is that he tries way too hard to help people his way, right?

Yeah, that’s pretty accurate. He’s pretty sure of himself sometimes.

Yeah. I’m not saying Nakamura-san’s a bad person either, he’s just...really bad with overthinking and self-pity.

But I’ve seen how he can change. When he understands what he did wrong, he does try to make up for it. After she woke up, he apologized to Hibiki-san for always siding against her because of his crush on Kanade-san.

And when we left, it seemed like they were already on much better terms. They got along really well.

So...all he has to do is apologize to Deguchi-san and the others?

Them and a lot of other people. But he doesn’t need some big elaborate plan to redeem himself, he just needs to apologize to them. He’s overthinking it way too much.

If you want another example, well...you remember what happened to Natsumi-san and Sato-san? How Sato-san killed her, then Mahiru-san helped her hide the evidence from everyone?

That whole situation could’ve been avoided if Mahiru-san had just apologized to Fuyuhiko-san. Just told him the truth and apologized for what happened. But they didn’t; they hid evidence, avoided him after his sister died, didn’t tell anyone what happened and...well...

Yeah...I see what you’re saying.

They’re not bad people. None of them are bad people. But sometimes, you need to understand when you’re being biased, when you’re overthinking things and when you could fix something just by apologizing.

#danganronpa #sdr2 #Super Danganronpa 2 #nwpm #neo world program monitor #Nagi Nanami #Hajime Hinata #a student out of time #DR #New Year Cheer arc

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chloeworships · 6 months

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Excuse me ☝🏾who are these men God is talking to? ☺️

How can I get muscles like these??? 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣💪🏾 Please help. Send the gym routine. Yall train hard aawwww

God told me something else and I forgot 😭😢😩🤦🏾‍♀️

Ohhh I also heard

“CONGRATULATIONS IN ADVANCE”🫨

Yes, people are intimidated by your strength babes…. If you didn’t know but I, on the other hand, am IMPRESSED 😍🥰

PS. God loves you.

I remember now. I also heard

“something supernatural”.

Below are the exerts I read from Psalms 22⤵️

TRUST GOD BRO! Lol

Also I was given the song Buffalo Solider and I learned something new about Black Soldiers in the US Army 🪖🎖️ It’s interesting God is showing this to us now and Remembrance/Veterans Day was this week. God is acknowledging your hard work and sacrifices and those who came before us, who fought for democracy and the freedoms we have today. Lest we forget.

https://www.britannica.com/topic/buffalo-soldiers

I found these:

The #9 Deer sent me 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂

I just want you to know that these photos cannot compare to the animal(s) standing in front of me 🤯😍

Wow 🤩

I forgot to mention Dame Dolla and DeMar Derozan haha 😂 oooppsssssss

PPS. You drive your enemies CRAZY. The hate is real but God is real-er 😂 Do You Believe though? 🤔

Honestly babes, I’m really feeling like these are future champions. Ama let God give me more details before I 💯 confirm. Let him tell you 🫵🏾 cause I get nervous 😅

I failed to mention that this mythical beast was watching me from a mountain/hill close to me. It’s been/ or will be a uphill battle but the reward will be worth all the blood, all the sweat and all the hidden tears 😢

#my my #one year or less #BUCKS #BULLS #BUFFALOES #MYTHICAL CREATURES #ENCOURAGEMENT ‼️#for my bean burritos 🌯#Spotify

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baekhvuns · 1 year

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Hellllooooo Baek (barely). I actually woke up to this yesterday then went back to sleep even though it was after 6pm in Korea 💀

Good luck to Kane, until he gets to Arsenal he needs to destroy both Manchesters 😂but this not the London teams going down together 💀

French people keeping the racist stereotype alive. They even shit on their French POC players, unless they score, so I'm not shocked. Similarly to Germans 💀

And IDC ABOUT LA LIGA 🔫

Baek, when you visit London and say London is blue while in North London, just ran for your life akshjahahahahah I won't even defend you tbh </3 gonna get jumped by both Arsenal and Tottenham fans. The only time we can unite is to hate on Chelsea 💞

Zidane at PSG? Nooooooooooo 😭 they can get Guardiola

Yes it's Blood SWEET and Tears for me, but actually I had to drink some water on the plane... terrible. I asked for lemon then had to pee 100 times 🤧

I don't know how I survived Hwa back in 2019, I think the fact I wasn't that crazy about him at that time helped. I can't believe it's been almost 4 years :((((

I'll have to get some SM tea soon, gonna ask around, because how the fuck is one of the most prominent kpop companies falling apart???? Exo cursed for real. Unfortunately SM banned its idols from singing live so might as well autotune them, Kwangya AI bullshit here we go!

Heechul being a weirdo wow shocking, but actually I think he called out radical feminists who hated on people like Hara and Sulli, but yeah in general what the fuck he came after everyone and everything?! Someone restrain him!!!

The Other Girl by Sevdaliza is so good, she's very siren-like *cough cough siren Hwa fic cough cough*. Tamino was so good, the concert was small and intimate, he's very captivating! At some point I closed my eyes and just chilled. I'm mostly used to hype gigs, so every time I go to a very chill one idk what to do, but he was great! Unfortunately being a Seonghwaster is a disease so me and my friends were like "omg Hwa would love Tamino, he'd definitely cry!"

Stopppp people say Seonghwa looks like Sasha from Animal Crossing 🤧 I need him to do ACNH live. Cottagecore Hwa fic, I need it as well. And not him shipping his tiger villagers

I didn't even know Super Bowl was happening ajshajashshhssha I never watched it tbh, the performances are usually boring 😅 I may watch Rihanna at some point, but ngl after seeing her live twice let's say I'd rather spent money on her cosmetics and lingerie than concert tickets 🙉 she wasn't bad, girl knows how to move, serve face and has some hits, but she's not a top notch performer for me. And wasn't she just pregnant?!

Mingi in his anime era hair again, I like the pink, but the military cut is my enemy, can't believe he went from the perfect length to chopped 🤨 but as long as he likes it.

Omg Special Day seriously everyone sucks up to them "SPECIAL DAY NIM!!!!" but no one questions while they're everywhere, meanwhile they shit on other fansites, what is this double standard. I accidentally saw a few more Seonghwa fansites or just stans who are serial concert goers and just muted them, because 🔫 all of them get front rows, crazy behaviour. Like?

Old concert video, but 🙃

Pls pls let them join Bubble or something I unsubbed from Universe and Bubble, but I need the messages. Gonna apply for this job

See, the blonde hair gave him that special look. The Sn*w app still present though. That's why we need Universe, he posts bare faced, mostly unedited photos 🤲🏻

But??? He's crazy no no no no, someone hypnotise him!!!! He's supposed to grow it not cut it he got it all wrong. Please no mushroom head ://// no bald

Apparently Ateez is finally getting solo rooms, need a tour of Hwa's collection now

Ok two concert videos cause I'm pissing myself

I won't say a word.........

Aaaand Key repackage I need to get into it! - DV 💖

hello to u and ur jetlag <3

Hellllooooo Baek (barely). I actually woke up to this yesterday then went back to sleep even though it was after 6pm in Korea 💀 //// Good luck to Kane, until he gets to Arsenal he needs to destroy both Manchesters 😂but this not the London teams going down together 💀

HELLOOOO HOW’S KOREA! good luck to kane indeed, he’ll somehow be the top scorer without ever winning a trophy 😭😭😭 JFBWKDHWK NO BC SPURS SOMEHOW WON OVER MAN CITY FHWKDH 😭😭😭 arsenal v man city tmr 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 anyway bayern humiliated psg a little <3 but psg had 2 goals that were disallowed bc off side CONVINCED IT WAS THE REF, ramos played like bro was back at real madrid <3

French people keeping the racist stereotype alive. They even shit on their French POC players, unless they score, so I'm not shocked. Similarly to Germans 💀 /// And IDC ABOUT LA LIGA 🔫

no seriously like that one thing benz said that if i score im french and if i don’t im muslim,, french fans and england fans are nasti <//3 I THINK U SHOULD! SOME 11 POINTS AHEAD??? ☺️☺️

half the london is a liverpool chelsea or man utd fan 🔫🔫 BUT DID THEY WIN SHIT?? NO? ARE THEY ON TOP? NOOO????? AT LEAST CITY HAS SOMETHING! pep is on his way actually! tottenham fans don’t believe in god but believe in that team, what they gonna jump for, show them stats and they’re all hiding 😭😭😭😭 yEAAAH LMFAOO I THINK FOR RM THEY’RE TRYING TO GET ALONSO AFTER ANCELOTTI GOES BRAZIL OR SOMETHING

Yes it's Blood SWEET and Tears for me, but actually I had to drink some water on the plane... terrible. I asked for lemon then had to pee 100 times 🤧 /// I don't know how I survived Hwa back in 2019, I think the fact I wasn't that crazy about him at that time helped. I can't believe it's been almost 4 years :((((

😭😭😭😭 AT LEAST IT CLEARED U OUT AND U WONT HAVE BOWEL PROBLEMS 😭😭😭 no bc tbh ithink about if often, like what would’ve gone thru ur mind the day met him???? 4 YEARS??? it’s okay! hongjoong said they might comeback this year again or something 😭😭

no seriously!! if no sm there’s no kpop 😭😭 there’s gonna be a huge chunk of good music gone 😭😭 NO THEY LITERALLY ARE SM’S MAKING THEM DO TIKTOKS NOW THEY DROPPED TO A LEVEL AFTER HYBE ACQUIRED 😭😭 LMFAOOO im going to rely on the live albums of the groups they’ve put out if they ever start doing that autotune, lotto was an exception but ANYTHING ELSE ISNT and this 🔫 the “*** karma” fans are camping 😭😭 kai on his way to save sm with his cb, STOP ANON ARE U GONNA BE THERE TILL MARCG END?? U CAN SEE A KAI

he did yeah!! some are saying he says stuff in defence of that or all but some things are just so out of pocket it’s 😭😭 heechul donwfalling NOT HIM COMING AFTER EUNWOO TOO PLS FBWMFBMSDBKSJC

I SEE WHAT U DID THERE, SHE IS VERY SIREN, THE EPITOME OF THE DARK FEMININE ENERGY LURES U IN ✨🤌🏻 omg it must’ve been so nice to listen to him w eyes closed live 😭😭 DID U WAVE AT HIM OR GET HIS AUTOGRAPH 🔫 LMFAOOO HEY U KNOW WHAT I THINK HONGJOONG WOULD RLY LIKE HIM TOO, hwa weeping over tamino is something we need to see, will bombard him w tamino comments on any live he goes on!

Stopppp people say Seonghwa looks like Sasha from Animal Crossing 🤧 I need him to do ACNH live. Cottagecore Hwa fic, I need it as well. And not him shipping his tiger villagers

STOPPPPP HE DOES JDVSNDJ OUT OF EVERYONE ITS SASHA the little blind fringe too 😭😭 YES HE NEEDS TO, A FULL 50MIN ANIMAL CROSSING LIVE but him making those sounds of the animals 😭😭

i only watch it for the halftime, can’t believe rihanna had a football game at her concert! she performed her entire catalogue and DIAMONDS?? WHERE HAVE U BEEN AND STARTED WITH BBHMM ??? asap’s fucking ass getting her pregnant again, we’re never getting the new album 😭😭😭 AAAAAA IS THE LIVE NOT THAT GOOD?? SHE WAS PREGNANT ASAP NEEDS TO STAY AWAY FROM HER u ever just think how she’s such a cool mom, imagine having a billionaire as ur mom, rihanna if ur looking for more kids <3 j’ai availablé

Mingi in his anime era hair again, I like the pink, but the military cut is my enemy, can't believe he went from the perfect length to chopped 🤨 but as long as he likes it.

him getting a military cut at his age is shiver me timbers,, he’s already preparing us for the baldness that’s coming in a few years 😭😭

YEAAAH! i see them everywhere, always handing out posters bUT HOW 😭😭 no one really questions them yeah,, i think someone did a while back bc they got accused of being a sasaeng and it was a little heated and everyone came to defend them! no bc id be throwing hands if they keep getting front rows every concert,, like u see them at EVERY stop LET THIS ONE BE MINE PLS 😭😭😭 and that jongho thing!

Old concert video, but 🙃 /// Pls pls let them join Bubble or something I unsubbed from Universe and Bubble, but I need the messages. Gonna apply for this job

NO. see anon u sent that now i have to avenge u, atp ateez can sign up for that youtube community thing for the messages and id give them the money 😭😭

See, the blonde hair gave him that special look. The Sn*w app still present though. That's why we need Universe, he posts bare faced, mostly unedited photos 🤲🏻 /// But??? He's crazy no no no no, someone hypnotise him!!!! He's supposed to grow it not cut it he got it all wrong. Please no mushroom head ://// no bald

I NEED THAT WRETCHED APP GONE 😭😭 HE LEFT IT BEHIND FOR 5 PHOTOS AND CAME BACK W IT,,, anon,, since it’s tour time,,, u don’t think they’d drop that one pool picture replica-

FBWNDHSJCKC SEONGHWA MUSHROOM HEAD IS CUTE HEY 🔫🔫

Apparently Ateez is finally getting solo rooms, need a tour of Hwa's collection now /// Ok two concert videos cause I'm pissing myself

need hwa to become that youtuber where he does what’s in my bag, room tours and day’s in my life <33 would easily rob him off the signed albums he has tho <3 ur in sk, anon go for a HUNT! THE SECURITY THIS TOUR IS SO WHOLESOME 😭😭😭

I won't say a word......... /// Aaaand Key repackage I need to get into it! - DV 💖 /// My jet lag insomnia is baaaaad I'll probably pass out soon but FUCK THIS why must I suffer at 5am :///// /// BODYGUARD???? /// I'm gonna unalive myself now, goodbye! - DV 💖

i will not look thank u.

but i WILL MAKE U LOOK

?????? HES GLOWING????

anon u would’ve embraced ur furry ness

ANON. WHY WOULD U SEND FHAT BODYGUARD THING WND LEAVE FBKQHDWKJDWKHDKW HOW DARE U WHAT THE FUCKING HELL

omg ok do ur mr that one old guy singing anti fragile? i found his band mates

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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sunlightdances · 2 years

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Lost in Time | Dean x OFC | Chapter One

Pairing: Dean Winchester x OFC Series Summary: Sam and Dean answer Jody’s call about a ghost wandering in the woods, calling for help, wearing period clothing. Thinking they’re taking a break from the end of the world and handling a run of the mill haunting, they hit the road, unaware their world is about to be turned upside down. Genre: Time travel AU, WW2, Romance, Angst Warnings: None for this part. Chapter Summary: In 1942, we see Eva get reassigned to the paratroops and get an insight into her espionage work in France. In present day, Eva, Dean, and Sam try to figure out what to do next. A/N: There is very little Sam and Dean in this chapter - so sorry! Please don’t skip it though, this chapter gives some really important backstory for Eva. This features some dialogue from an infamous Band of Brothers scene. I don’t own it, and it also doesn’t quite happen in the same place/time as I’m using it here. Just go with it.

Masterlist / Prologue

October, 1942

The night air is cold, ripping through her clothing and freezing her skin. The sound of her breathing is all she can hear above the pounding of her heart as she scans the trees, trying to decide if she can see any movement.

Her commanding officer is on her left, and makes eye contact as they creep ever closer. A series of hand signals follow, and they move out, into the treeline.

They appear to be moving as one unit. Their footsteps are silent. Her adrenaline spikes as she hears the snap of a twig, and they’re all crouching instantly, Captain McNamara’s fist in the air in a silent message to stop.

Out of the corner of her eye, she sees a flash of movement. Reaching for her clicker, she presses once, then twice. Click. Click-click.

No response.

Quickly, her squad moves in. Like one, they rise from their crouches, rifles aimed, and the movement on the other side of the trees stops.

“Jesus Christ.” Someone from the “enemy” on the other side mutters.

McNamara sighs, moving into the neutral area ahead to address the other company in the training exercise. “Captain. You’ve just been killed, along with ninety-five percent of your company.”

She drops her rifle to a more neutral position, digging in her pocket for a cigarette. If her mother could see her now… well. That’s a road she doesn’t care to go down just yet.

McNamara talks to the other Captain and takes a few notes from the field exercise before sending them back to the assembly area. Before they move out, he takes a few steps in her direction.

“Sergeant Simmons.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good scouting. I’m going to recommend you for a promotion before we get our marching orders. Hopefully only a few more weeks and we’ll know if we’re going to see some real action.”

She feels flushed from the praise. “Thank you, sir.”

Later, she’s sitting with the rest of her company in an intelligence lecture, outlining the biggest operation they’re likely ever to do.

“Pathfinders will go in ahead of the Infantry and clear the way. We need clear drop zones scouted and marked. Enemy presence in this area is heavy, so we’re getting help from British Intelligence.”

Afterwards, she’s pulled aside by the Captain and his S2 - intelligence officer Lieutenant Matthews.

“Simmons, I hate to do this to you--” McNamara says, and her stomach sinks.

“Not again.” She mutters.

He actually looks a little chagrined. “It’s not my choice. You’re being transferred.”

She straightens. “What?” The promotion she’d been told about, but not the possibility of a transfer. It shouldn’t surprise her - everything is being put towards the invasion - it’s only natural they’d want as many intelligence officers as possible, but she’s already split time between the OSS and the Pathfinders.

The churning in her gut makes her frustrated. This is the third time the rug has been pulled out from under her, just when she finally feels like she’s gotten settled in a unit where the men didn’t leer at her or laugh at everything she said.

She finally feels like she has some respect, and now it’s being taken away. Again.

“You’re still going to be with the Airborne, but you’re needed elsewhere.”

She doesn’t say anything, she just nods.

This time it’s Matthews who speaks. “Follow me.”

Inside Battalion HQ, she offers a hasty salute to other officers and takes a seat when it’s offered to her. That’s the other thing she’s learned in the Army - always sit down when you have the opportunity.

“Simmons, this is Lieutenant Nixon. Newly promoted S-2 for Easy Company.”

“Lewis Nixon, 506th Parachute Infantry,” the man clarifies, extending his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

He looks familiar to her, but she thinks it’s just his type. Clean shaven, strong jaw, dark hair and intelligent eyes. Permanent smirk on his face. This is the type of man who is used to things going his way. Ivy Leaguer, she suspects.

She also suspects he’s giving her the same treatment - trying to figure her out and figure out who she is.

“What exactly is the assignment here, sir?” She asks, “Apologies for speaking so bluntly, but my understanding was the paratroopers are a volunteer unit, like the Pathfinders.”

When her time with the OSS ended and she needed somewhere else to go, she properly enlisted in the Army and joined the Pathfinders. The work was similar, and her skill with languages helped her tremendously.

“Officially, you’re going to be the newest intelligence officer for Easy, taking Lieutenant Nixon’s place with his unit as he’s been promoted to Battalion.”

“Unofficially, you’re going to drop ahead of everyone else with the Pathfinders. There’s a contact on the ground you need to meet. Completing this objective is imperative to making this mission a success. They’ve got information on the location of some heavy enemy guns, and we need to know where they are before we start.”

Her hands shake slightly. Gee, she thinks, no pressure.

“Your previous work was well done,” Nixon says, looking over a manila folder in his hands. “How long were you in France before?”

Eva swallows heavily, the memories flooding back. “Long enough.” She says quietly.

Eva slips in the back door of the cafe, pulling her hair out from under her collar. There’s no music, not tonight.

She hears raised voices in the dining room, and takes a deep breath, trying to calm her adrenaline. She’s been in France for six months, and still the feeling of seeing SS soldiers in uniform puts her on edge.

“Eva.” Her boss peeks around the corner. “Table two. Make it quick, and I’ll forget you were late.”

Tying her apron around her waist, she heads out into the dining area, her heart still seizing at the sight of them. “Bonjour,” she says demurely, approaching the table.

“Ah,” one of the taller men, a Captain, greets her. “Fraulein. You haven’t been here the last two nights.” His English is stilted.

“Visiting my grandmother, she lives in the country. Can I get you a drink?”

They order wine. It’s always wine, and they get the best, even though the entire country is suffering on rations. She hates that they know her name. It makes her palms itch. But still, she does what she’s supposed to do.

She doesn’t let on that she speaks German. She keeps her face blank. Whatever she hears, she files away carefully. She never writes anything down, not anymore. One too many close calls that had her running taught her that.

Her current assignment is the most important. Where are the enemy positions? What positions are most vulnerable to a potential Allied invasion?

Most of all - what else are the SS doing with the railways besides moving equipment?

In truth, she’s anxious to get back to the Army. It’s more her speed. She wants to be real help on the ground when the invasion starts. But, as one of the few women in the service, she blends in. That, paired with her language skills, lends itself to her many personas, and it’s why she’s shuffled back and forth between undercover work for the OSS and actual training with her unit. No one suspects this particular persona can read a map, or memorize coordinates, or speak three languages.

No one suspects that she’s already been overseas for two years and had a year of training in Canada before that. No one suspects that before she was Eva again, she was Emilie, training the Free French to fight back after the Nazis arrived.

No, no one suspects her.

Not this persona, a simple girl living in France with her aunt and uncle and waiting tables. Being up close and personal with these monsters when she knows what they’re capable of… this is the first time she’s considered her own mortality.

If they ever find out she’s American, she’s certain they’ll kill her.

She works the rest of her shift in silence. She’s quiet, she’s polite, and she listens. Always listening.

Lieutenant Nixon looks… impressed? Surprised? She’s a little offended. After all, she wouldn’t have been chosen for this if they thought she was useless.

“We could use another translator.” He says, finally.

“That’s it?” She asks incredulously.

His eyebrows raise. She flushes - she didn’t mean to speak out of turn. “Sir, due respect, but I’ve been in this war longer than the United States has. I can do more.”

A small smile curls his lips. “Let’s finish your parachute training first before we give you a rifle.”

Captain McNamara clears his throat. “There’s a Jeep outside to take you both to Aldbourne.”

Eva says nothing, she just nods, and snaps to attention, giving one last salute to the man who has been her mentor since she joined the Pathfinders. She’s really loath to leave his command, especially to join a group of men who she’s sure haven’t seen a woman in the last year.

She has no choice, though. If this is what she has to endure to carry out her duty, then that’s what she’ll do.

Present day

Eva’s head hurts. She’s in the backseat of an unfamiliar vehicle with two unfamiliar men. Every instinct in her body is screaming at her to get out of the car as quickly as she can and get away from here.

What they’ve told her can’t possibly be true. It can’t. She must be-- well, she’s either lost her mind, or she’s dead. That’s the only explanation.

The older man -- Dean -- keeps turning slightly to look at her over his shoulder. She wishes he would just keep his eyes on the road. She, on the other hand, doesn’t even want to look out the window. All it does is remind her that she’s not supposed to be here.

Things are so different.

She chokes back a sob as the reality of her situation sinks in. Time travel isn’t possible. And even if it was, why her? She can’t even pinpoint the last moment she remembers being in 1944. She can’t remember what she was doing before she was here.

They pull into a roadside motel just after midnight. Eva is immediately on edge again.

It’s not being alone with two men, really. She’s been sleeping in barracks and various billet houses with men for over three years at this point and has learned to live with the lack of privacy. It’s the fact that she trusts those men, her brothers.

She doesn’t know Sam and Dean.

She waits outside the car for them to go inside the small office and get two rooms. She wonders if they expected her to stay in the same room as them, but she wasn’t going to let that happen. Especially when she’s unarmed and still trying to get her bearings.

Inside the room, she’s still barely said a word. They’re looking at her cautiously.

“Do you…” Sam asks, “... are you hungry?”

She shrugs. “Not really. I feel a bit sick.”

“Time traveling almost 80 years into the future will do that.” Dean mutters.

Eva actually laughs, but it sounds hysterical, even to her own ears. “Well, you’re not speaking German, so I guess not everything turned out so bad.”

Dean opens his mouth, but Sam cuts him off. “No!”

Dean and Eva both look startled.

“You can’t tell her anything, Dean. It could-- it could mess up the past.”

“This isn’t The Butterfly Effect.”

“It could be.” Sam insists. “If we change anything… Dean, it could literally change the world. We have to get her back to 1944 and fast, because if she’s supposed to be there for--” He stops himself.

“I’m just one person.” Eva says, her voice uncharacteristically small.

Sam smiles. “If we’ve learned one thing, it’s that everyone plays a role.”

“I still don’t understand any of this. How you found me, what you were going to do… you said something--”

Dean cuts her off. “There’s time for that. But-- for now, we need to get back home where we have some time and space to think.”

“I’m still not quite convinced that any of this is real, you know.” Eva says, almost resigned. She has no idea what to believe. “Why should I trust you? Believe anything you say?”

“Do you have any other ideas on how to get back to ‘44?” Dean asks.

“I suppose one of you could hit me over the head and see if that does the trick.”

They look taken aback, and she blinks.

“It was a joke.” Sighing, she turns on her side on the bed and closes her eyes. “Might as well get some rest.” Quieter, “I can’t remember the last time I slept in a real bed.”

With her eyes closed, she can’t see Dean watching her carefully, the wheels turning. He has no idea why she’s here, or what will happen if they don’t get her back where she belongs. He just knows that they dealt with Hitler coming back from the dead once, and they’re not about to do it again.

Chapter two

Endnotes: The Office of Strategic Services (OSS) was composed of almost 13,000 Americans who operated as spies and Intelligence from 1942 to 1945. They were codebreakers, they planted false information to mislead the Germans, and, as a fun tie-in to the Airborne for the sake of this story, often parachuted into enemy territory to blow up bridges and rail lines. One third of them were women!

The first paratroopers to be dropped on Normandy for D-Day (Operation Overlord) are the Pathfinders. These men (and for the sake of my story - some women) are grouped into teams. They are dropped into enemy territory without initial marking and are then tasked with drop zones (DZ) and landing zones (LZ) before the arrival of the Airborne fighting companies.

#lost in time #spn reader insert fic #dean winchester x ofc #dean winchester fanfiction

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smallandangry24 · 3 years

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Star Wars Dos & Don’ts of Shipping

Created for newbies and those of us who… need a little guidance

⚠️ TW: mentions of pedo/ince$t, very brief mention of r@pe ⚠️

Padawans x Masters

Shipping padawans and their masters is a GREAT way to die (great referring to the speed, effectiveness, and brutality of death). It’s like shipping a child and their parent and usually entails pedophilia. Enemies of the fandom will unite over your destruction and you will deserve every bit of it. Rule of thumb: pedo or incest vibes results Alderaan level decimation.

2. CW Ahsoka x Obi Wan, Anakin, or Clones

Does Ahsoka give off glorious bi wife energy? Yes. Does she have great character development and chemistry with the other characters? Certainly. Is she also a minor living among two masters who act as her father/brother figures and a squad of older men who see her as a younger sibling? Yes. When I’m doubt, return to rule No. 1; no pedophilia or incest (the bar is so low it’s an underground digging problem. C’mon guys).

2. Rush Clovis

The r@pe-y vibes on this guy c’mon. He wouldn’t know consent if it hit him with a speeder bike. This entire show we were DREADING Anakins turn to the dark side….but you can’t deny cheering when he came at Clovis with a saber. Only Clovis/Padmé shipping tag use is in preparation for him getting his ass handed to him by either Anakin or the queen herself.

3. Obikin

Anakin canonically sees him as a father. Obi Wan canonically sees him as a brother. Padawan and Master. “But Anakins older” you say. No one will care. Refer back to No. 1 and go watch the fate of Alderaan again.

4. Clone troopers

They 👏 are 👏 genetically 👏 identical 👏. Gives me Loki/Sylvie vibes but WORSE. They are the Vode. They call themselves brothers. Do we wanna see Waxer and Boil hanging out with sister Numa? Hell yeah. Do we wanna see them make out? See rule 1.

5. Daddy Palps

As a meme this is hilarious. Otherwise go seek therapy.

6. Kanan/Hera

If you don’t ship mom and dad you might have a problem 😂. This one is more of a joke but seriously I think everyone ships them.

7. Pong Krell x death

If you like him for your personal safety please be quiet or turn yourself in. 💀 Many of us are fond of homicidal maniacs but this guy is the personification of a hate crime.

These guide lines are the bare minimum. As a fandom we can deal with toxic ships and question sexuality and disagree over what characters should be shipped with whom. As a codywan stan I can respect obitine, I can get along with reylo shippers even though it’s not my cup of tea, and even though I don’t really see Luke with anyone and love Han and Leia’s dynamic (especially platonically) I can admire Luke/Han shippers. All of the numbers above were from actual content I’ve seen and based on input from the rest of the fandom. They’ve also been used to promote or justify actual harmful behaviors in real life (namely through Ahsoka and other young characters being put with adults).

Really hope I didn’t just start a fandom war but I really don’t think this stuff should be controversial 🥲

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Okay gang, since there are a bunch of anons going fucking wild across the dash tonight about some joking posts about Mark Webber and Ann Neal - that were someone’s shocked reaction to the age difference between them. I thought it would be interesting to go on a little journey together.

This little journey is the story of how Ann and Mark met, and will hopefully give you guys some insight as to why the ‘sexism’ and ‘ageism’ arguments you are currently using are bullshit - and why using these words in such a buzzword way actually is not the kind of critical thinking you think it is. And why this situation is more akin to a student and teacher starting a relationship - which I think we can all agree is not advisable, even if you don’t know why.

Below the cut is going to be a little discussion of Mark and Ann the early days; the reason the age difference is iffy at best and fucked up at worst; and, a little discussion about how these situations require nuance and the ways in which f1blr often likes to blow situations out of proportion.

I have split it into three parts:

Mark and Ann: The Early Days (1994-1997)

Nuance, my old friend. Anon hate, my enemy. (tw: for racism here, be careful)

The pitfalls of discourse and the importance of looking after yourself.

A little disclaimer for you guys: I do not pretend to know anything about this relationship, other than what is readily available to learn about it from what they themselves have put out about it. I am just providing a timeline and some facts. Whatever conclusions you draw from it are your own.

Feel free to come for me if you so desire.

Mark and Ann: The Early Days (1994-1997)

We start our story in Australia in February, 1994. Mark is competing in Australian Formula Ford Championship and Ann Neal is the new media and PR officer for the category. This is their first meeting. Just so we know what’s up here Mark was 17 at the time, and Ann was absolutely an adult (apparently there is a 13 year age gap, which may not sound like much but we will get onto that later, which makes her roughly 30 when they first met).

Some key things to be aware of from this first meeting:

Mark is 17, Ann is about 30. Mark is a young racer, Ann is the media and PR officer for the category he races in.

In an excerpt from Aussie Grit, p. 57 to be exact, we get to find out what Ann had to say about the first time they met:

“She thought I was a bit of a smart-arse when we first met. ‘But I liked how bold and cheeky he was,’ she says, ‘and how mature he seemed. When I asked someone how old he was, I was shocked when they said 17 – he was confident beyond his years.’”

In another excerpt from Aussie Grit, p. 61, Mark tells us other things Ann remembers about their first meeting:

“Ann remembers our first meeting and my opening remark about her being so important. She can even remember what I was wearing – a stripey green and red top, one of those United Colors of Benetton things – so that was pretty prophetic, as things turned out!”

Now this may sound extremely cute to some of you, like they’re just having a normal ‘aww remember how we met’ moment. But let me please re-direct your attention back to the fact that Mark is 17 (and still not an adult yet if this is what you are gonna nitpick about) and Ann is very much an adult, in a position of power.

So, a teenager makes a quip about how important you are and you commit to memory what he was wearing the day it happened?

Now let’s bring in the first quote I put up there where Ann herself was recalling the first time they met. I would like to draw your attention to the following sentence: ‘and how mature he seemed. When I asked someone how old he was, I was shocked when they said 17 – he was confident beyond his years.’

Hmmmm, where have we all heard language like this used before? If, like me, you have some experience of adults trying to start inappropriate relationships with you as a teenager then you will be very familiar to this sort of language. The emphasis is on how mature he seemed, is what’s sticking out for me here tbh.

Now, if this had been a fleeting meeting, and they had met again a few years later, I would be more on board for whatever justification some of the anons have been trying to use. However, it wasn’t.

Again from Aussie Grit, p.61:

“After that first meeting we kept in touch. My family sometimes met up with Ann and Luke for weekend get-togethers, and I ensured she got her motor-sport fixes by dragging all my old F1 tapes out. By way of revenge she would bring down all her British Formula Ford tapes for me.”

Oh cool, so she gained the trust of his family and Mark was hanging out with her son. This is so sweet Alexa, play Chosen Family by Rina Sawayama. Real talk though, again if this is how it had ended - with them just being family friends - then we would not be having this conversation.

BUT, we all know how this little story ends so onwards we march. We shoot forward to late 1994, Mark has done okay in Formula Ford but his Dad is no longer able to fund him. SO, he turns to their old pal - the ever present and super helpful Ann, bless her heart - to try and drum up some sponsorship for Mark so he can race.

Little background on why Ann was chosen to try and help with this, I’ll give you 3 guesses and only one of them is correct. Yes, that’s right, it’s her experience - which she has managed to get by being 30 and having a background in motorsports. She started out as a motorsport journo and ended up dealing with press and PR for Paul Warwick (Derek Warwick’s brother). In 1986 she started dealing with Johnny Herbert’s media before working for Formula Ford in Europe in 1991.

Ann begrudgingly accepts and draws up plans with Mark, which leads him to a Yellow Pages sponsorship for his next season in Formula Ford, and beyond - how sweet, how nice, they are #winning! We stan teamwork besties! And Ann started working with Mark and his family to further his career.

Ann had a plan for Mark, as outlined in Aussie Grit, p.69-70:

“By the end of 1995 Annie told me, in no uncertain terms, that – and I quote – I had to get my arse out of there. She didn’t just mean Australian Formula Ford, either: she meant Australia. She thought it was time for me to go and have a crack at some of the big guys, and she proposed to help me go about it in a serious, business-like way.

‘How the f#*k are you going to get to Formula 1 coming from Queanbeyan?’ Anyone who wants to trace my journey should start with a piece of paper that Ann drew up on 6 July 1995.”

So, now Ann has outlined her hopes for Mark and a glimmering career in motorsport. I would like us to know that at this point in time Mark was the ripe old age of 18, going on 19.

In 1996 Ann and Mark moved properly to the UK so Mark could drive in the British Formula Ford Championship - at this point Mark is still 19. At this point he is living in the UK with Ann and her mother, and Ann’s son.

So this is probably sounding pretty okay so far and sure it’s just a business relationship with a business set up, like no real cause for concern. But then we discover that this business relationship had turned into a relationship-relationship pretty damn fast.

From the horses mouth himself, Aussie Grit, p.87:

“Back in England, Ann and I moved house to Aylesbury in Buckinghamshire, on the edge of motor sport’s equivalent of Silicon Valley. We had started out as teammates and friends on a mission but over time our friendship had deepened into something else. I enjoyed spending time with her and we felt entirely comfortable in each other’s company. Moving to England was a huge step for me and I think it was a case of us needing one another and that’s how the relationship was formed.”

Okay, okay, okay so I know at this point Mark is 19/20 he’s an adult right? He can make his own choices. But, can we please admit that at best it’s an iffy situation because of the position of power and authority she was in? In his life? For his career?

There are a few other excerpts I found particularly interesting, about Mark’s family’s reaction (all from Aussie Grit, chapter 3):

“My parents came over to the UK in the English summer of 1997. While they were thrilled about how things were developing for me in racing, they’d been less thrilled by the romantic relationship that was developing between Annie and me....” “...Annie was bitterly disappointed at my behaviour. Her plan to take me to the highest level of motor sport was starting to go horribly wrong, so she left Australia earlier than planned and headed back to Europe. My family arranged for Alan Docking to collect my belongings from the house we had been sharing and the one and only car Annie and I had at that stage...Campese Management told her that they had been instructed by the Webber family to terminate her role as my manager and that Campese Management would be taking over all aspects of my career, including the negotiation of my driving contracts.“

“While I knew Annie provided the support and guidance I needed in my racing career, I was missing her in so many other ways too. We were such a dynamic force in every sense; we could make things happen when we were together. We were teammates, soul mates, call it what you want.“

“As to Mum’s concern about our age difference, that has never been a factor for us. When we began to be more open about being together, perhaps the top end of the age gap shocked a few people. In those days people were less accepting of a big age difference between partners, especially when it’s our way round. It’s not such a big deal nowadays and it makes us laugh when so-called celebrities reveal they’re dating an older woman or younger man!“

While the Daily Mail is trash, the beginning of this video is very revealing to me - particularly Jackie Stewart’s comments from 00:12.

Obviously you can make up your own conclusions from all of this information, and I would once again like to point out that none of us - not me, not the anons, not you - actually know the nature of their relationship. They have been together for 24 years - good for them! Whatever they have going has obviously worked for them, this is not me trying to shit on that or anything, and I’m gonna be real I’m not the biggest Mark Webber fan.

Nuance, my old friend. Anon hate, my enemy.

All I want to do is add some nuance to the conversation, an overview of the timeline, an understanding of what the facts are. So that some of those cowardly anons (or anon) can hop off their self-built thrones and get a grip. The sexism and ageism argument literally does not apply here, for all of the evidence and reasons listed above - if the situation was flipped we would still be calling it out. The only difference is you guys would probably be on board with it being called out.

So Ann is a woman? So, what? Do you think she’s above reproach? You think one person’s 50 note post on this site is gonna rock the foundation of a relationship that has been 26 years in making? If you have answered yes to any of these questions then you are either: a) Mark Webber himself, or b) delusional as hell. You really think that responding by sending anon hate to a teenager, who btw only made a post calling out the age difference because she was shocked and had just discovered it, is the right way to go?

You really think that sending me this message, attacking other people in such a vile and racist manner is okay?

So you don’t like Nehir and Sera? Good for you, go block them, if you follow them, unfollow them. Those options are free and readily available to you.

For me, it’s so funny to see you hiding behind that little Anon mask spewing this vile shit. The commitment you have to proving that you are just a cowardly person with nothing better to do than rag on a bunch of different people for reblogging a post, that in the long run is not going to reach the people it’s about, is outstanding. I really hope you pat yourself on the back for this one.

The pitfalls of discourse and the importance of looking after yourself.

There has definitely been a spate of ‘conversations’ that have been happening recently that have very much been straying into the land of discourse, over very small comments or posts. I think that some people need to remember that we’re all here for our own entertainment and as soon as it stops being fun - you are allowed to log off; you are allowed to block people; you are allowed to unfollow people.

Sending anon hate is so counterproductive to whatever conversation you think you are starting or having with a person. Also guys, sometimes it’s not that deep - sometimes jokes are just jokes, sometimes someone finds out something they didn’t know about a driver or an ex-driver and they make a joke post about it. That does not give you the right to send them hate, or to make racist comments in other people’s asks.

Sometimes these discussions require a debate and sometimes discourse can be good - but honestly? I’m worried about some of you guys, it is not healthy to get so angry at other people for the things they post on their blogs that you are not obligated to follow or interact with at all.

I am also worried about people who turn every little thing into something discoursey. There are causes and issues to care about in this sport and community, for sure. But sometimes you also have to pick your battles - especially when I know a lot people in this community have fragile mental health. I do not say this to patronise any of you but to just provide a reminder that you do not need to engage with everything that makes your blood boil, and furthering some of these conversations sometimes is not doing you guys any good. Burnout is real.

Please take some time to take care of yourselves, the pandemic is doing a number on all of us and I know being online gives you a gateway to being connected to people, but sometimes you just have to walk away from a discussion. Sometimes you have to just go and reblog something unrelated, or stare at a photo of your favourite driver, or listen to some angry music. Anything else to process your knee jerk reaction, to give yourself time to figure out how you feel about something and whether it’s worth engaging in or not.

#maisie talks #the post that no one asked for but we sure as shit needed #anon hate below the cut #would also like to say that i am not pretending to know shit about their relationship and this is all information provided by the couple #themselves #under the cut is a bunch of information about their relationship up to you how you take it but i know how i feel #tw racism #i went insane i've seen the opposite of god #thnx ana for supporting my rage #here i am a hundred years late and a dollar short #mark webber

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VW Chapter 19

Onto Verdant Wind now, in what I suspect will look suspiciously like SS's chapter.

Spoilers for up to Chapter 19 for all routes except SS (ch 18) possibly below.

Pre-Battle

So I'm betting this is the "defeat Hubert" chapter? But the question is, for real this time or no?

Yep, you're fighting the Death Knight and Hubert . . . again . . . Who's left after this, just Edelgard?

LAMO, funny how Claude opens nearly the exact same way Seteth did.

Oh, I get to ask about the citizens this time? Picking that answer 100%. The vibe is so different from CF where invading is an exciting thing. At least for Caspar. Maybe I'm misremembering others.

You know what? That would be an interesting post if I ever had the time for it. To go through the script somewhere and list every time citizens/commoners are mentioned throughout the game and just see if different routes vibe differently.

YIKES - Edelgard's using her citizens as a shield to protect her? That's . . . that's something. I guess she's living up to her claim during that Lonato chapter.

I still hope we find Rhea again though. I'm super curious to hear her story.

Battle

When Claude says - no route enemy, target enemy commanders - I ignore him.

So . . . Byleth wolloped the Death Knight for most of his HP and he only had like 16 left. And I wanted to give him the most lolz death possible, so I had . . . Marianne . . . kill him - with an iron lance. Frozen Lance FTW.

Having Claude attack Hubert for that sweet, sweet unique dialogue.

LAMO he called Hubert a lapdog. Hubert tried to be edgy, and Claude was just having none of it.

But why does Hubert give you a Goddess Icon when he dies? That will never not be funny to me.

Post-Battle

DEDUE. What a way to return to the game after a two week separation than to see my lovely Dedue again.

Except this is VW Dedue and Dimitri is dead, and he's just living for vengeance now, which Dimitri would hate.

Ok, so is there any fanfics out there of a post-Grondor VW or SS Dedue meeting ghost Dimitri or something? I think I want that pain. Those two seeing each other again, Dedue realizing Dimitri's still dead, Dimitri blaming himself for Dedue living for vengeance and nothing else, and then Dimitri fades away again before either get to confess their feelings.

On second thought. I don't want that fic. I want AM back. Or a VW fic where Dimitri survives and reunites with Dedue for real.

Dedue the real MVP, and now he's off on his own. What happens to Dedue after this? Do you ever see him again?

LAMO. Claude wants a new ruling system too. Edelgard really never bothered talking to him, hunh.

No. Claude. No. We do NOT need one powerful ruler leading all of Fodlan. Divide the power, don't centralize it. One all-powerful ruler is a horrible, horrible idea.

I'm totally picking "I should be that ruler." Because it makes no sense whatsoever, because who wants to put a rando mercenary on the throne? Claude's probably the right pick, but I can't resist.

Claude was upset with me lamo.

It better not be Byleth in charge at the end. Oh, God, please don't tell me all the routes don't end with an all-powerful Byleth ruling everything while Edelgard, Dimitri, and Claude just roll over.

Pre-Battle

These chapter pictures are kinda cool looking. They remind me of folk art or what you'd see in an illustrated book on Nordic mythology. I like it.

Oh, no, it's that same lame response from Byleth about not wanting to kill Edelgard. But why though? Byleth doesn't even KNOW Edelgard here?

I hope Claude gets annoyed with me for whining about some girl I talked to like twice who's currently destroying the continent. I hope this trite doesn't show up in AM too. It made sense for SS, but VW?????

That's fair from Claude. Sure, we won't kill if we don't have to, but she has to be willing to work with someone else which doesn't seem like her strong suite.

Time to go kill Edelgard again. I hope I can keep Dedue alive this time too. Last time was easier because my units are better. I could just send Sylvain and Ferdinand anywhere, surrounded by enemies, and they don't care. This group, not so much :(

Battle

Claude just called Edelgard our "bashful little Emperor." She'd be livid.

The plan is to get Felix to kill Edelgard to get vengeance for Dimitri. The problem is that Felix is a dancer and doesn't have a lot of strength. Let's see if he can pull this off.

But first, Edelgard and Claude dialogue.

Lol, Claude promising to finish the job for Claude. I'm liking his more laid back tone more than I did before.

Edelgard really refuses to work with Claude, hunh. He asked her twice now, she even acknowledged that Claude's after the same thing but still refuses to work with him because he got a C in history class I guess.

It's funny hearing Edelgard tell someone they lack self awareness.

No unique dialogue for Felix and Edelgard though :(

So, this is how it went down in my head. Felix kept quiet and standoffish, not bothering to know the Golden Deer better, just staying in the training room day and night, focusing on nothing but the blade. But then he never used it on the battlefield and only danced, never really seeing combat. So when they were storming the castle and seeing Felix advance towards the throne room, they all expected he'd dance. But he walks by Claude, walks by the rest and advances on Edelgard, saying he'll cut through, not even realizing that's what Dimitri used to say. But Claude remembers. And he watches Felix's cold eyes and a single-minded focus on taking Edelgard down. And he does.

Then Felix leaves without saying a word, exchanging one quick, understanding glance with Dedue, who always knew that, despite their very different ways of going about it, that they were the two who loved Dimitri the most.

Ok, I'm finished now. Someone take this keyboard away from me. I haven't gotten to write in two weeks now.

Post Battle

Wait, this is the same cut scene??? Why the fuck is Edelgard calling Byleth her teacher? I don't even know her?

This scene makes no sense here. It was good in SS, but wtf Edelgard, why are you so hung up on Byleth when you don't even know them?? God, I'm not looking forward to seeing this again in AM.

Edelgard really be a simp, hunh.

So how confused was everyone that played VW or AM first and saw Edelgard, who you don't know at all, get all weepy over Byleth for no real reason?

Leonie MVP. Not surprised, girl put in the work.

No, we beat her because of Felix, not because of Byleth. Byleth was on chest duty.

Oh, the letter is here too. This really is the exact same as SS again. Poor Claude. He really deserved better. Dedue and Hubert have bigger roles in VW than Claude does for crying out loud.

If it's the same group as Monica and Tomas, I'm not that worried about them. They weren't exactly . . . threatening.

Rhea, though, she's back!

Oh, at least this is a bit different with him asking about the children of the goddess. He could wait a second and let poor Rhea step outside in the sunlight again first though.

So the guy named Nemesis wasn't a hero after all. I'm shocked. Totally shocked I tell you.

Can I take a wild guess that Rhea, Flayn, and Seteth are "the children of the Goddess?" And the Goddess is Sothis obviously. That's why they wanted Flayn's blood, because it's fancy blood.

Claude's a globalist lol. Hey, at least he acknowledged Duscur - unlike someone . . .

Next Chapter

Shamballa sounds like a place in Fullmetal Alchemist

At least they addressed why they never bombed the monastery.

Still doesn't explain why they haven't dropped one on Dimitri yet though.

Rhea is coming!!! I know I won't get to use her as a unit though :(

This is still the exact same as SS though :(

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Galileo. Prologue

**Gif Not Mine**

Next Chapter

Pairings: SpencerXReader, enemies to friends to lovers trope

Rating: M

Words: 1.5K (She’s a smol Prologue)

Warnings: None right now. but will eventually be smut.

Request: OPEN/CLOSED

Summary: Y/N is an astronomer with her head constantly in the stars. But when a serial killer is threatening NASA’s top scientists, she is left in the protective custody of a man who’s gravitational pull threatens to pull her back down to earth.

A.N Hey, my children! This is an idea that’s been plaguing me for weeks and I just had to get at least the prologue out (This series is mainly just my excuse to get my pointless knowledge about space out there). I’m probably not going to update this until I finish ‘trouble’ which should be in this next coming week. I’m just really excited about this one and wanted to put it out there too. Message to be on the taglist! -Cia

Prologue: Mercury

There are 400 billion stars in the galaxy.

Some insignificant, some small, some large, and some with great potential.

Humans were the same way. Though most were insignificant to you, which is why you didn’t indulge in the trifles of relationships and companionship. The stars were far more interesting to you.

And you spent your life studying them.

Ever since your dad bought you your first telescope at age 7, you knew exactly what your purpose was. To study and find out what else was out there. And for a while that was all you did, all through school, no time for boys, friendship and trivial prepubescent things, your mind was literally in the clouds. That carried you all the way to Yale where you graduated Summa cum Laude with 3 Phds in Astronomy, Engineering, and Physics.

Getting the job at NASA wasn’t surprising to you at all.

Meeting Jonathan was.

Your first day together had been uneventful, you had been introduced and told your assignment which was to just track the movement of a comet that came every fifty years. A couple of months in and by pure accident you saw her.

It couldn’t be.

You immediately yelled at him to come over, to confirm that you were just crazy but he had seen it too. You had just discovered a planet. And not just any planet one that through your research could very well sustain human life. Jonathan, though not knowing you long, picked you up in a giant hug and swung you around. You couldn’t help the smiles and tears that had fallen from your eyes. This was exactly why you were doing this, for the art of discovery and the overwhelming feeling that came with it.

After weeks of convincing the boards and getting funding, you and Jonathan were now heads of your own department solely designed for tracking and finding new information on Gaia, the planet the two of you graciously named. Now your nights were filled with solving equations and trying to get more than a glimmer of Gaia from your telescope. Alas, as much as you loved her, she was very slow. Jonathan would play his old jazz records and sing off-key dancing around the planetarium gifted by NASA. You didn’t know exactly when they happened, but you started to feel like maybe all humans weren’t insignificant and you started to feel like that about Jonathan. You found yourself watching his bright smile as he danced and singed around, often asking you to please dance with him, which you always declined.

Now you wish you had.

If you knew it’d be the last time, you for sure would have.

But no one could’ve predicted a serial killer coming after NASA scientists.

And no one could’ve predicted you walking into work and seeing your best friends throat slit ear to ear.

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The months following Maeve’s death were hard on Spencer. He was a man of science, he knew probability and often relied on statistics for his job. The predictability of it was what made it easy to cope.

But sometimes it wasn’t. And sometimes he hated the unpredictability of his job.

Losing Maeve had definitely been one of those days.

On one of his first couple weeks back, he’s called into the briefing room.

“We don’t have to go far for this case.” JJ says manning the slides to show the team “Four NASA scientists at the Goddard Flight Center in Maryland have been found in their offices, throat slit and hands bound with duct tape behind the back.”

“Execution style…” Morgan says with a grimace. “Brutal.”

“Obviously someone angry too.” Emily adds. “To just do it like that, no sign of remorse. But the jaggedness of it makes it look passionate.”

“The police and NASA believe they know who the next target is as well.” JJ adds moving to the next slide which showed a beautiful girl standing in front of a whiteboard of equations. Long silky hair tied up in a bun, glasses on her face and bright white teeth shown through the smile. You could obviously tell the picture was taken for an article or sort. Spencer thought she was cute but didn’t dwell on it long. “This is Dr. Y/N Y/L/N. She worked alongside Victim #4, Jonathan Brewer as co-head scientists of the Terra-Mora project.”

“They think the Unsub is specifically targeting her department and people who have done work for her department. And if he’s already killed the partner...” Hotch trails off.

“He’s escalating…” Spencer adds.

“Which puts her under extreme risk. Which is why I’m putting her in protective custody.” Hotch adds. “Reid, I’d like you to do that.”

Spencer looks confused. “Why me? Shouldn’t someone like Morgan or Prentiss go?”

“I’ve been told Dr. Y/L/N is very reluctant about having security. I figured having someone as intelligent as her would cushion the blow.”

Spencer leaned back in his chair. Great… just what he needed.

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“No, Clifton.”

“It’s not up for discussion, Y/N.” Cliff says walking away from you down the hall. You speed up to catch up with him.

“I’m 31 years old! I don’t need a babysitter.” You said, angrily.

“You’re not getting a babysitter, Y/N. The FBI is being gracious enough to provide you extra security. I’m sure I don’t have to remind you people are dying.”

“You know you don’t have to remind me! I lost Jon!”

“Then you know why you have to take protection, Y/N. You know what important work you and Jonathan were doing. You’re the only one left to finish it. Please just let someone take care of you while they catch the sick man who’s doing this.” You sigh, Cliff takes that as compliance. “Now get to work. I’ll show him to your office when he gets here.”

You walk into work and look at the time, 10:30 PM, peak time for planets to be seen. And if you were lucky, you’d probably get a glimmer of her again. You were right because just as soon as you stepped up to the telescope there she was, or more like there was a sliver of her. You’ve never been able to get a full look at Gaia, but just past Saturn was the curvature of the dwarf planet you adored so much. You pick up your tape recorder, and begin to speak into it.

“January 16th, Terra-Mora logs. This is Dr. Y/N Y/L/N. Dr. Jonathan Brewer has passed and will no longer be making logs.” You choke up a bit but clear your throat and keep going. “Gaia’s Southwest region is visible from earth tonight. Seems her clouds are finally dissipating, and you can see some of her icy plains, I am pretty positive it’s a lake. Hopefully with the Approval of SPOT, we’ll be able to know for sure what’s up there.” You look at your door to see your boss, Dr. Clifton and a man standing watching you. “Y/L/N out.” You say into the tape recorder.

You get up to walk over the two men.

“You know everyone does their logs into the computers now, no one uses an actual tape anymore.” Clifton says.

“I’m old fashioned.” You cross your arms.

“This is Dr. Spencer Reid with the Behavioral Analysis Unit. He will be watching you while we figure out what’s happening.”

“This is who’s supposed to be protecting me?” You ask. “You look like a strong wind would blow you over.”

The man looks at you annoyed. “I can assure you, I’m more than capable of doing my job, Miss--”

“Doctor.” You say.

“Excuse me.”

“It’s Dr. Y/N Y/L/N. And I worked very hard and paid a lot of debt for the title so I’d prefer it if you used it.” You looked annoyed right back at him. Something about the man rubbed you the wrong way.

Dr. Clifton looks at the both of you uncomfortable. “Well I’ll leave you both to it.” He nods at you both before leaving you alone.

“I think we got off on the wrong--”

“Listen Dr. Reid.” You cut him off. “This is probably going to be hell for the both of us. I expressed heavily to my boss about not needing protective custody which of course fell on deaf ears, so I’m going to make one thing clear. We’re not here to be friends. I’m here to do important work that I now have to do single-handedly because you guys failed to do your work in the first place and my coworker had to die because of it.” Tears threatened to choke you but you didn’t let them. “And to be frank, I don’t know what exactly you’re here for besides being a pain in my ass so I suggest staying out of my way and not fucking touching anything. Keep that in mind and we’ll get along swimmingly.” You say, turning your back to him, heading back to the telescope and looking at him as if daring him to challenge you. For a second it looks like he might, he’s standing trying very hard not to look like he’s completely fuming. Then he just blows a frustrated breath and sits in a chair halfway across the room.

You didn’t know why, and you didn’t have a real reason.

But you decided that you hated Dr. Spencer Reid.

Which you guessed was another thing humans could be.

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· The world, as we know it, has officially lost it.

Hillel Fuld

Black is white, white is black. Right is wrong, wrong is right. Day is night, night is day.

It is truly unreal to see all the hate for Israel on the internet. It’s not unreal that so many people hate Jews. We’re used to that. It’s also not unreal that so many people side with the Arabs who don’t have to stick to the truth, and therefore have much better PR than us, since our side doesn’t lie.

What is unreal is the amount of misinformation and straight up lies that are circulating on the internet. I’m not only talking about this latest “Round” of fighting. I’m talking in general.

The first and most obvious lie being spread by people who are critical of Israel is that it’s not a fair fight. I’m talking about major celebrities and talk show hosts who are spreading this poison to their audience of millions.

“There are many more casualties on the ‘Palestinian’ side. Israel is much stronger so it has to show restraint”

So let me get this straight. If there were more dead Jews, then you’d be ok with Israel defending herself but since we developed incredible technology to detonate rockets in mid air, since only a few Jews have been killed, we aren’t allowed to defend ourselves? Do you even hear what you’re saying?! You need more dead Jews first before you grant us the right to self defense?!

Furthermore, show me one other war/conflict in which the number of casualties determines the validity of the war. Was WWII justified? Did Germany not lose many many more lives than those who attacked them in order to uproot the evil of the Nazi regime? I’ll go one step further. Do you have any idea how many innocent Germans were killed in WWII? Does that make the war unjustified?

“No, they weren’t innocent. They elected Hitler to lead them. They deserved to suffer the consequences.”

So if a nation elects a psychopathic regime to lead them, attacking them to uproot the evil is justified? See where I’m going with this?

The Arabs in Gaza democratically elected Hamas, a terror organization to lead them. Need I say more?

Ok, next lie. “The Palestinians deserve the right to self determination. They deserve a state. Until they have one, they won’t stop.”

Ok, let’s dissect. Can you guess how many times the Arabs had a chance to have a state? One? No. Two? Nope. Three? Negative. Four?! Keep going. Five? That is correct. They had five chances and they rejected them all. Why, you ask?

How about because they don’t want a state?! Have you ever reviewed the charter of the PLO (Palestine Liberation Organization)?

“Article 2 of the Charter states that ″Palestine, with the boundaries it had during the British mandate, is an indivisible territorial unit″, meaning that there is no place for a Jewish state.”

They don’t want a state. They say it loud and clear. They want no Israel. It’s time we took their word.

The irony here is actually humorous. The very same people who support the Arab’s cause are the very same people who treat the Arabs like little children who can’t think for themselves. “They say from the river to the sea? Na, they don’t mean it!” They are embracing terror as their primary vehicle to advance their cause? Well, they’re suffering so what choice do they have? How can you blame them?”

Um, how about act like an adult and stop stoning your feet and crying like a little toddler? I mean there are many under privileged people out there. There are many poor people, sick people, sad people. Do any of them blow themselves up or shoot rockets at women and children? Somehow with these Arabs it’s ok, because they’re “Suffering”.

Of course the fact that their suffering has anything to do with their terror is another lie. Ari’s 17 year old murderer came from an affluent and finally stable family.

The next lie being spread is that Israel is indiscriminately killing women and children. See, when you are blinded by hatred, facts don’t matter.

Israel is doing significantly more than ANY other army in the world to minimize innocent Arab deaths. The issue is that our enemies are literally setting up their terror headquarters in hospitals! They are literally making women and children stand next to them as they fire rockets into Israel. So yes, there are many innocent casualties on their side. Whose fault is that? Exhibit A: Hamas.

Let’s just address one more lie, even though there are about 20 more lies being told right now on the internet. If you have another historical fabrication that you want addressed, feel free to comment below and I’ll try to address it.

So one more lie. “Israel stole land from the Palestinians. They have to give back those stolen homes.”

Words matter and calling them Palestinians when that term was literally made up by the terrorist, Yasser Arafat, is inaccurate and not helpful. They are Arabs.

So about that lie. We occupied the Palestinian state, stole their homes, and killed their children.

When? Serious question. When? In my history book, the UN gave us and them a state in 1948. They didn’t accept and attacked us. We whipped their tuchuses.

So when did we occupy the so-called Arab Palestinian state?

Don’t bother Googling because it’s a huge global lie. There never was an Arab Palestinian state. Ever. Those Arabs who call themselves Palestinians? Please go ahead and ask them when their Palestinian state was established. Please ask them to tell you ANYTHING about this so-called state we occupied.

News flash: You can’t occupy your own land.

I feel like I just scratched the surface here and there are so many more lies being circulated right now on the internet.

I guess I’ll just say one more thing. Jews value life. We believe all humans were created in the image of GD. We sanctify life and do everything we can to defend and preserve it. Do you have any idea how much every iron dome missile costs us?

Each battery of the Iron Dome costs about $100 million. And each individual missile? $50,000. But for us, Human life > All the money in the world!

Our enemies? They glorify death. While we build highly advanced technology to deflect rockets in real time, they use the billions they got from the US, the EU, and yes, even from Israel (Because we are idiots and compassionate to those who deserve no compassion!) to build highly advanced attack tunnels that start in Gaza and end in Jewish towns. They don’t plan on using these tunnels to deliver candy to Israeli kids. And of course, much of that foreign aid money goes to building those tens of thousands of rockets raining down on our heads.

Golda Meir famously said “Peace will come when the Arabs will love their children more than they hate us.”

Truer words have never been spoken.

What other lies are there?

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