#ive edited this first part like a billion times

[dragonbe-writing]

Fallen Feathers

Fantasy AU ft. Knight!John Price

Summary: John Price is sent out by the king to hunt a monster. He wanders through the woods and finds a girl, living alone who wishes not to be seen.

This is Part 1 of a series

Word Count: ~2K

Author's Note: Hello! It's been a while. I've had this story idea typed up for nearly a year and just couldn't get comfortable with it. But I've been inspired by @a-small-writer-in-a-big-world 's fantasy AU, and decided just to post this and see what happens. Enjoy!

Sweat trickled down the back of his neck as he made it to the top of the hill. He looked out over the basin, the sun rising behind him and casting shade from the trees out onto the village below. The village- Edriel (Ee-drill), -was already bustling with life in the early hours. Farm-help out watering crops before the sun wilted them, mothers cooking breakfast for the little ones before their day of chores and play, priests walking through to say their blessings and good mornings. 

A world of intimacy, a world of peace. 

The very things John had sworn to protect, the very reason he was on this hill in the first place. He was a Commander, a third-rank Knight sent out to protect the village. His village. The place he’d grown up, the place he devoted his life and servitude to. 

A monster lived in the forest, he was told. The King ordered him to find and slay the monster. So, John turned away from the village, and headed into the forest.

He used his sword to cut through the thick brush, heading for… well, he wasn’t sure. The King wouldn’t give him a description of the monster- perhaps he didn’t have one. But if he didn’t have one, then was John just chasing a rumor? He had been under the King since he was a boy, it was a little insulting to be sent on a goose chase. 

Slice.

He was a Commander, for God’s sake! A third rank Knight- a position he had worked hard for. And here he was, running around the forest, looking for something that wasn’t even there. 

Slice.

This is a rookie’s task, he figured. Something to keep them busy, to test their loyalty.

Slice.

Perhaps the King was becoming senile in his old age. Or maybe John was just upset at the mission. He saw the way the other Commanders smirked when he was given his task. It was embarrassing, especially after a life of devotion. 

Slice.

The brush cleared away, revealing a secluded area that looked… cared for. He crouched under a branch, keeping his sword at the ready- just in case. A small stream ran near his feet, water as clear as he’d ever seen. There was a garden, and even a house. It looked similar to the Edriel houses, however it was poorly built. Things seemed to be added over time: patches to the roof, new ties for the wood. He studied it carefully, jumping when he heard a noise from inside the house. 

“Who’s there?” a woman asked from inside the house. She sounded human. 

“I am a Commander of Edriel’s army. I am coming in,” he said, sword raised as he opened the door. 

The house was small, just enough for one person. The curtain was closed, engulfing the house in darkness. He could tell she was in the corner, but he couldn’t see her. 

“Open the curtain,” he ordered, his voice coming out gruff. 

“...I’d rather not,” she said quietly, her body pressed against the walls. “I-I am horribly burned, I’d prefer not to be seen.” 

John lowered his sword, putting it back in its sheath. “Yes ma’am,” he said in a much softer voice. It was a foreign feeling. It had been ages since he had spoken so softly. “...what is your name?”

She went quiet, and it sounded as though she was shuffling on her feet. A wave of realization washed over him. He had broken into this poor woman’s home and demanded to see her. She was probably terrified. 

“I am John Price, a proud Knight of Edreil,” he started, hands behind his back as he respectfully tipped his head. After a few moments of silence, she spoke. 

“Adelaide,” she said quietly. 

“Adelaide… what?”

“Just Adelaide.”

A tense silence covered them. He cleared his throat, looking around the house. “..Okay, Adelaide. I apologize for my rude intrusion. If I may… why do you live out here?” he asked.

“People do not stare at me out here. It is peaceful,” she said. “What has you out here?”

He hesitated. His business was embarrassing, but if anyone knew where a monster was, it would be her. He took a breath. “The King has sent me out in search of a monster.”

“A monster?” she asked, voice pitching higher. 

“Do not worry,” he said quickly, raising a hand in front of him. “I will take care of it, you will be of no harm.”

“What does it look like?”

Another pause, this one longer. He let out a low sigh, his chainmail armor clinking as he raised a hand to run through his hair. 

“...You do not know?” 

“...no, ma’am.”

He swore he heard her snort. “What kind of king sends a knight out with no description?” 

He huffed, rolling his eyes. “You’d be a fool to talk poorly of the King in front of one of his knights,” he said dryly.

“Are you going to detain me?” she asked with a hint of amusement.

“I could,” he responded quickly, hand resting on the hilt of his sword. He was met with silence, to which he sighed. “Do you know of any monster living around here?” 

“...no. But, I will be weary,” she said to him, any details of emotion stripped from her voice.

He gave her a nod and turned to leave. “Good day, ma’am,” he said, closing the door to her home and going out the way he came. 

As he continued his search for the monster, he thought about her. Was she truly so badly burned that she must live alone? He didn’t remember a fire in the village. 

Perhaps she was from Pulsk? 

No, surely not. Pulsk was a lawless trading post crawling with criminals, monsters, witches- she would not have to move from there, her appearance would not be so bad there. So she must be from Edriel. But he had never heard of a fire that bad- he had never heard of a woman living outside the village. 

How long had she been alone? Who else knew she was there?

~~~~

John was sent out every day for the next week. It seemed he’d be doing this until the monster was found. On the fourth day, he stopped by her area again. 

“Miss?” he called out. He heard a door slam, and saw the curtain in her window close. 

“John?” she asked worriedly. 

“At your service. May I come in? Is it dark enough?” he asked, waiting by the door for her word. 

“Yes,” she called out after a moment. He opened the door, the smell of smoke filling his nose. She must’ve blown out a candle. She was in the same corner as last time. 

The light from the door fell on his face, lighting him up with a glow. He smiled at her, clearing his throat. He shifted a bit uncomfortably on his feet. “How is life out here?” he asked, eyes glancing around as he tried to figure out where to look. 

“Peaceful. Quiet, most days,” she replied. His lips pursed, eyebrows creasing. 

“…Would you like me to leave?” 

“Oh! Oh, I didn’t… I did not mean you,” she clarified quickly. He imagined she looked worried, and he smiled a bit to make her feel better. 

“So, other people visit?” he asked with a grin. 

“Well… no…” she murmured, and he chuckled. It was a deep timbre that reverberated through his chest. 

“Right,” he said. They fell into a silence, and he shifted again. It was difficult having a conversation with someone you couldn’t see. “…do you ever miss the village?” 

He heard ruffling- it must’ve been her clothes. “No. I miss the food sometimes,” she said, watching as he looked around her place. “There used to be a woman who sold pastries. I think about her quite often.” 

He lit up, eyes shining and lips stretched in a smile. “Mrs. Dresel?”

“Yes!” she said, the most enthusiastic he’s ever heard her. “Is she still alive? She was quite old when I last saw her…” 

“Yes, she’s still around. Still making those pastries, too,” he smiled fondly, thinking of them. “I have not visited her in a while,” he thought aloud. 

“Nor have I… for obvious reasons…” she said and the house creaked. John looked around at the roof worriedly. “Oh, it does that,” she said dismissively. 

“…did you build this yourself?” he asked her, eyes scanning over the structure. Pillars of wood, stuck together with what appeared to be mud. The roof was wood planks, with some more mud, and dried straw. Simple, but effective. 

“I did,” she replied, also now looking at it. 

“…it isn’t bad,” he said with a shrug. She let out a laugh. 

“You’re very polite.”

“I’m a Knight.”

She laughed, making his eyes tear away from the roof back to the corner she hid in. He could imagine her, standing there with bright eyes. It made him chuckle. 

“My house isn’t much, but it is mine,” she continued. 

“It’s lovely,” he replied, eyes going back to the structure. “Very impressive.” 

“Thank you,” she replied. “Any luck on finding your monster?” 

He groaned, rolling his eyes. His entire body tensed, lips pressed in a thin line. “No. I’m starting to think the King is playing a trick on me,” he remarked, chainmail clanking. 

“Perhaps he’s gone bad? Like a fruit?” she offered up, amusement clear in her voice. 

“Careful,” he warned, trying not to smirk. “I still work for the man- even if he is a bit mushy.” 

She laughed, a noise that made the corners of his lips turn up. He pictured her shoulders shaking, her smile wide and unapologetic. He wondered how often she laughed out here.

“You’re funny- for a Knight,” she poked, voice dripping with sarcasm. 

“D’you have a thing against Knights?” he asked, arms crossed over his chest but a smile on his lips. 

“They haven’t always been kind to me,” she remarked, making his mood change. His arms fell to his sides, and his eyebrows creased as his smile vanished. 

“Then you must’ve been doing something you weren’t supposed to,” he replied with a bit of an edge. A blanket of tension wrapped around her house. 

“…do you take me for a criminal, John?”

He thought in silence for a couple moments, before finally replying. “No, I suppose not,” he muttered, almost begrudgingly. Though, if a Knight had been rude to her, it was likely deserved. “Never mind.”

They fell into silence, the air thicker than the smoky scent of her home. She huffed a bit, more rustling heard. “Don’t you have a monster to catch?” she asked, voice carrying a sharpness to it. 

He cleared his throat, chainmail clunking as he readjusted himself. “Indeed. Have a good day, Miss Adelaide,” he said politely, before turning and leaving her house, door closing behind him. 

Perhaps she was a criminal. Why else would a knight have been rude to her? It would make sense, her living out here by herself. He would have to go through the old town logs, see if the name Adelaide appeared. Though, it might be difficult without a last name. 

He was ducked under the branch again, leaving the area she had claimed. He huffed, wiping the sweat on his neck with his handkerchief. 

What if she wasn’t a criminal? What if she was just horribly burned? He still could not remember a fire that bad- though, if he looked through the logs… 

He had taken his horse, Obsidian, with him today. He gently pet her nose, sighing softly. “C’mon, old girl,” he said, hoisting himself up onto the saddle. “Back to the castle- let’s get you an apple, hmm?” 

#call of duty #captain price #john price #captain john price #cod mw22 #writing #fanfic #cod #cod fanfic #cod mw2 #fantasy john price #Fallen Feathers #im nervy about this LMAO #ive edited this first part like a billion times #knight!price #knight!au #knight!johnprice

[its-a-hil]

answering everything for this ask game

orchid ⇢ what’s a song you consider to be perfect? there are. a number of them. flare (clark powell, for homestuck) magilou's theme (motoi sakuraba, for tales of berseria) electricity forecast (inabakumori, really everything by them is just. so good) 14.3 billion years (andrew prahlow, for outer wilds)

cactus ⇢ something you’re currently learning (about)? how hard teaching is :/ idk it's difficult to process anything else when im having a fulltime job for the first time in my life -_-

bamboo ⇢ do you change into a different outfit when you get home? yes absolutely i need to wear something comfy and soft and unrestrictive so like. leggings and a t shirt. having to wear vaguely formal clothes to work is nice for my self esteem but they are absolutely not home clothes at all

abelia ⇢ do you have a particular piece of jewelry you always wear or can’t part with? not at the moment but i want to!! new year's resolution is to buy/make a necklace with 30 lunar phases and wear the appropriate one every day in 2024

daffodil ⇢ do you have siblings? if yes, in what ways do you think you’re similar to or different from them? i have an older sister, we're extremely different lmao i guess we're both academically inclined and like reading fantasy, but that's like. it. though we are both currently getting our masters degrees from the same university so that's neat

mahonia ⇢ what place, thing, activity inspires you most and how do you express yourself when it does? i guess… seeing something that was more beautiful than i expected? that's very vague hold on one time i was walking home from my office hours as a ta after a student had held me late these were evening office hours, so like. it was 2230, i was not dressed for the cold, i was annoyed at the student but but as i was passing a little field of grass, there were little ice crystals on the blades in the light of the streetlamp, as the wind was blowing the grass and i was walking past it the grass glittered i cant think of a better way to describe it but ive never seen anything like it since it completely made my day so yeah. that's my answer

chia ⇢ what’s an inside joke you have with someone else? hm idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i feel like inside jokes usually just become part of my vocabulary

sage ⇢ what ‘medium’ of art (poetry, music, fiction, paintings, statues etc.) is the most touching to you? why do you think that is? fiction i think it's because im much closer to being good at writing than i am to any other art form so it resonates more with me since i can feel/imagine its creation in a way that i cant for music or visual art also sometimes i read my own past writing and it eats me alive

edelweiss ⇢ how’d you think of your url/username? what’s it associated with to you? it's associated with my name obv, since it's just a pronunciation guide but it's also associated with my avi edits, which are wonderful and make me feel great joy

camellia ⇢ what were you like when you were younger? do you think you’ve changed a lot? oh absolutely also not at all past me and present me both had/have an absurd inability to compartmentalize, a large degree of silliness, and a general love for the world the main difference is that ive… done more things

jasmine ⇢ do you have a movie or book you loved but will never watch/read again? not quite a movie or a book but. katanagatari. i really liked it but also it is so fucking slow i tried to rewatch it a couple years ago and i couldnt bc it was just so wordy

ivy ⇢ what are your ‘tells’ for your emotions and moods? how can someone tell you’re happy, annoyed, upset or tired? it's quite easy to tell if im upset or tired i feel idk if theres a difference between them just like. looking at my eyes. also i take pauses when im tired/upset. also my voice is just. god. unsure about a tell for whether im happy though im not very in tune with my emotions to be able to tell that at least with other people if im by myself ill stim and the cadence/type of stim makes my emotional state obvious but who ever sees that

chamomile ⇢ what kind of things do you like receiving as gifts? things that encourage me to do something i want to do but need the motivation for my college friend group does a yearly gift exchange and a couple years ago i wished for earrings as motivation to get my ears pierced (it took me another 9 months but. we still did it girlies !!)

aloe vera ⇢ what’s something (mundane) you really want to experience in life? hm. failure? failing a class, or having a relationship break down, or tripping and getting myself seriously injured just. something that reminds me how ubiquitous loss is, that forces my brain to accept the fact that it's okay to not try to be perfect

palm tree ⇢ do you have a fictional villain you shouldn’t like but love regardless? aranea homestuck!! something about the way that she knew that the game over timeline would break, did her best to avoid it, and everything fell apart anyway the part where she kisses jake and is like "wait why are you freaking out?? i know you like me this was supposed to encourage you" is just. she's doing her fucking best and putting her all into saving the timeline and yet everything she's doing is hurting and she doesn't know why also the part where she snaps and mind controls damaras to smash planets together in a desperate attempt to kill the condesce. so important. love her idk if she even counts as a villain but the story hates her so. it counts for me

nutmeg ⇢ how’s your room/home decorated? do you have a specific theme or style going on? haha… "decorated"... that sure is a word…………

papyrus ⇢ if you put your ‘on repeat’ playlist on shuffle, what’s the first song that comes up? what do you like about it / associate it with? oooooh answer !! god. tales of luminaria was so fucking good!! (this was the trailer theme, and it was honestly the first thing that clued me into the fact that the game would be amazing)

taro ⇢ if someone called you right now to catch up, what’re the things you’d tell them about? i guess for a general hypothetical person, i'd tell them how i have a teaching job now, how i have to manage a horrible curriculum that's just. extremely pedagogically unsound i'd also tell them that i went to la over the summer and got to see my 2nd space shuttle orbiter, that i don't yet live somewhere with public transit but that day is growing ever closer and im so excited

#ask game #lifeblogging

[awindylife-writes]

Voyage of the Damned Part 2

Relationships: the Doctor x reader, Astrid x reader (platonic), Astrid x Doctor (platonic)

Summary: Voyage of the Damned rewrite. The Doctor and you find yourselves on the Titanic, space edition. You meet Astrid and get ready for a wonderful day, but then a meteor shower hits the ship and it starts falling towards Earth.

Author's notes: There was a number of things l didn't like about this Christmas special so again, l rewrote it.

Warnings: a ship crashes, multiple mentions of dearth bc a lot of people die

"Oi, Steward! I'm telling you, the shields are down!" a new man yelled.

"LISTEN TO HIM! LISTEN TO HIM!" the Doctor desparately screamed in the Steward's face. The two crewmen let him go and you didn't know it, but it was too late.

A moment later the ship started rocking like it was being torn apart, because it was. You lost your footing and fell back as everything turned sideways.

"Y/N!!!!" you heard the Doctor's terrified scream through the noise of the ship's destruction and the cries of other passengers. You couldn't even get a good look at where he was before something in the walls exploded and you threw yourself away.

You found Astrid near you and thank god for that. "I've got you!" you yelled over the noise and gripped her tight as you tried to shield her from the hell around you.

Then there were arms around you too, holding you up and protecting you. You knew those arms.

The Doctor had found you and the three of you clung to each other in that madness. You could feel each shudder of the ship like a wave of an earthquake. You tried to keep yourself steady and upright but you were the snow in a snowglobe someone was shaking. Balance was a mith and everything was being ripped apart. Various pieces of equipment were falling on all sides, there was fire burning all around you; you could feel its heat on your skin and you breathed its smoke. You felt sick from being thrown around but you were too terrified to hurl.

You couldn't close your eyes even though you wanted to. Everything in you was screaming to watch out for danger, but there was so much of it around you you didn't know where to look. You stared at disaster over Astrid's shoulder and the Doctor's arm. Shadow and light mixed into a disorienting mess and the shades the fire threw joined the dance. You coudn't distinguish what was near and what was far but you still looked.

The only thing you could do was clutch Astrid and the Doctor with all the strength you possessed and wish they wouldn't be harmed.

Finally you were thrown to the side in one last bang and then it stopped. You were lying on the floor and partly on the Doctor. He was on his back, still holding you and Astrid.

After a breath he let go, then stood up and swiftly looked around. You sat up, thankful you were still in one piece. You let go of Astrid enough to check her over and relief washed over you when you found out she was unharmed. You were about to yell if everyone was okay but the Doctor sushed you. After a moment of absolute silence he quetly declared, "It's stopping."

He then looked down at you in worry and offered you a hand. "You alright?"

As you quietly nodded, he looked over at your friend. "Astrid?"

She nodded too and took the hand he'd offered her. He pulled both of you to your feet.

"Bad name for a ship," he told you, scowling. "Either that, or this suit is really unlucky."

"We'll get you a new one and then we'll test that theory," you smiled weakly at him.

He looked at you, grateful, and then you heard Astrid suck in a breath.

The three of you looked down at the unlucky officer who was on the ground close to you. The Doctor kneeled to check him over. You saw him shake his head at the Steward and your stomack turned to stone.

~

The Steward was dead now too. You looked out the door with the Doctor, at the wreckage and the distant Earth. Still beautiful, you thought to yourself. You were a bit dazed, nothing felt real and everything was too real at the same time.

You knew you never wanted to feel so powerless again, but you also knew that drive was in you still. You would help where you could.

You gathered yourself and asked, "What happened?"

"How come the shields were down?" Astrid demanded a second later. You jumped, you hadn't noticed her there. She smiled gently at you, blue eyes kind, and caressed your shoulder. You managed a small, grateful smile in return.

"I don't think it was an accident," the Doctor growled. You figured that.

"How many dead?" Astrid and you asked in one voice, both looking at the Steward's body out in space. She was indignant though, while you were simply sad.

"We're alive," the Doctor answered her and then looked at you. "Focus on that," he told you gently. He knew what people being hurt did to you.

"I'll get you out of here," his voice was soft but firm. Then he turned to Astrid and you followed his eyes. She was trembling, still looking out at the result of the hell you all had endured. You took her hand into yours and squeezed it.

"I will get you both out of here," the Doctor assured her. "Astrid, l promise. Look at me." He held her shoulders and when she found his eyes, he assured her again, "I promise."

You were glad, because when the Doctor promised something, it happened. You needed her to live. Even if she'd want nothing to do with you after this, you needed her to live. Even if she had been anyone else, you would have done your damnest to ensure she survived, but Astrid was extraordinary. To think about the universe without her?

No. No.

After she nodded shakily, he concluded, "Good," and turned around. He went on about reception but you tuned him out. Instead, you looked Astrid in the eye and then pulled her closer. She gratefully accepted the hug.

"You heard what the Doctor said and l'll say it too. I promise we'll get you out of here." You squeezed her shoulder in emphasis.

She breathed deeply and slowly let go. Then she smiled and her bright eyes crincled. "Thank you," she told you gratefully. You nodded and swung your still joined hands.

"You know, l met you about two hours ago, but now l think l've known you for years," she said in wonder.

"Yeah?" you asked her and she nodded, still smiling. "I feel that way too," you told her, giddy in this moment. You both grinned at each other.

"Oh," the Doctor's sad voice cut through.

You whirled around. "What is it what's wrong?"

"That's the TARDIS over there," he told you and you desparately searched for the blue box with your eyes. He was right, it was spinning in zero gravity, so close but still out of your reach.

"What is that?" Astrid asked in confusion.

"It's our ship," you told her, throat tight. "It's our home."

"And it's programmed to lock onto the nearest centre of gravity, and that would be the Earth."

~

You took care of the other passengers with Astrid as the Doctor talked to the bridge. You overheard enough to know the picture.

"Are we going to die?" Foon asked and everything started going downhill.

The Doctor sushed the frightened passengers. "First things first," he began in a determined voice. "One, we're gonna climb through this ship. B, no, two, we're gonna reach the bridge. Three, or c, we're gonna save the Titanic. And, coming in a very low four, or d, or that little iv in brackets they use in footnotes, follow me."

Good, that was good, you thought to yourself. Always good to establish a goal.

"Hang on a minute." The fricking billionare decided to show he's an ass. "Who put you in charge?" he demanded. "And who the hell are you anyway."

"I'm the Doctor. I'm a Time Lord." Sparks flew behind him and he was suddenly bigger than everyone in the hall.

"I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Casterbourus." You were grinning like mad. You could almost hear magestic music playing.

"I'm nine hundred and three years old, and l'm the man who's gonna save your lives and all six billion people on the planet below. And she's gonna help," he interjected, looking at you. "Have you got a problem with that?" he asked the billionare.

"No," the man admitted, baffled.

The Doctor turned to you. "In that case..."

"Allons-y," you said for him with a smile and started walking. You turned back, grinning at the group as the Doctor fell into step with you. You found Astrid with your eyes and nodded your head for her to join you.

~

"This whole thing could come crashing down any minute!" the billionare whined as he helped you clear the staircase of debris.

"Oh, Brixton, did you get that message?" you asked him sweetly.

He frowned in confusion. "No, what message?"

"Shut up," you told him, not covering up your annoyance.

Then you heard from above, "Bannacafalata, made it!"

You climbed up behind Astrid. You weren't about to leave her alone on this bloody ship.

~

Foon's screams echoed in the chasm. Death, death, all around you death, whywhywhywhy WHY?!?!

~

"Alright, when it's ready, that blue light comes on there," the Doctor pointed at the spot on the battery Bannacafalata had given you. Another person you hadn't been able to save.

Astrid frowned. "You're talking as if you two aren't coming with us."

"There's something down on deck thirty-one," you told her, "and we're gonna find out what it is."

"But what if you meet a Host?" She was worried about you and the thought melted your heart.

"Well, then we'll just..." The Doctor wiggled his eyebrows at you, smiling, "have some fun."

"Sounds like you two do this kinda thing all the time," Astrid added nonchalantly.

"Not by choice," you assured her, voice soft.

"Yeah, all we do is travel," the Doctor pitched in.

"Imagine it," you told her, suddenly wishing with all your heart you were out there, with her in the stars. "No stakes, no bills, no boss. Just the open sky." The wonder you felt when you thought about all you've seen seeped into your voice. There was all that space out there, so much room to wonder, so many skies to see.

"I'm sort of, uh, unemployed? Um, now," she answered as you looked at her expectantly. "I was thinking that blue box is, kinda small," she raised her eyebrows, "but l could... squeeze in? Like a stowaway!" Her eyes were so full of hope and your heart was bursting.

"It's not always safe," the Doctor's voice cut through the feeling. And you remembered. You remembered Foon and Morvin and Bannacafalata. How could you have forgotten???

"So you two need someone to take care of you," she protested. "I've got no one back on Stoe, no family. Just... me." She looked at you, blue eyes pleading. "So what do you think? Can l come with you?"

The Doctor smiled and looked at you. You were already grinning and nodding at Astrid, so incredibly happy. It was decided. "Yeah, we'd like that," the Doctor answered while you nodded on enthusiastically.

Her lips stretched into a wide grin and you pulled her close. You hugged her tightly, with a bright future ahead of you.

And then all three of you fell to the ground as the room shook.

~

"All charged up!" the Doctor yelled as the blue light came on. You all hurried back to the two waiting men. "Mister Copper, look after her; Astrid, look after him." He pointed at them. "Brixton, um..." he trailed off at a loss for words. "Look after yourself," he finally finished.

"We'll see you again," you reassured Astrid. "I promise." You steadily held her gaze so she knew you meant it.

And then you were off, running to the door on the other side of the hall.

"Hold on!" she called after you. "There's an old tradition on Stoe!"

"We've really got to go," the Doctor told her and you swatted his arm.

"Just wait a minute!" she yelled as she ran up to you.

She stopped in front of you, cradled your face and deftly kissed your cheek. "You'll get the other when you come back," she told you, smiling, then turned to the Doctor and did the same.

"See you later!" she called after you when you turned to leave.

"Not if l see you first!" you told her over your shoulder, a huge grin splitting your face.

"What she said," the Doctor joined in.

After seeing Astrid smile in turn, you were gone.

#doctor who #doctorwho #doctor who x reader #doctorwho x reader #the doctor x reader #tenth doctor x reader #10th doctor x reader #the doctor #10th doctor #tenth doctor #doctor who fanfiction #doctorwho fanfiction #reader insert #astrid #astrid pith

[ad1thi]

2020 fic recs!! [Part 1]

this idea was stolen from @iam93percentstardust cuz i just,,,thought that this year was absolute shit and it would be nice to make a fic rec list of fics from this year that helped me through it. this will be over a range of fandoms and ships, but all fics were written this year. 

fics are ordered by the month they were published. ive tried to keep to five fics per month, but this is not obviously all the fics ive read that month - i just didn’t want to make this insanely long. 

im releasing the first half of this on the 1st of December, and the second half on the 1st of January 2021 - because otherwise it would just get so long (and also so i will actually have fics for December)

happy reading!! hopefully you find fics on this you haven’t read yet

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January

The cat is mighty dignified (until the dog comes by): @five-wow

Steve and Danny find them on the pillow in the corner of the dining area, where Eddie is on his side, ass half on the floor because the pillow is more cat-sized than lab-sized, and Pickles is nestled between Eddie’s front legs, essentially being spooned and looking very I-got-the-cream about it. Pickles’ head is tucked into the crook of Eddie’s neck and Eddie’s head slots perfectly on top of Mr. Pickles’, like a furry jigsaw puzzle.

“They’re cuddling,” Steve points out, unnecessarily.

Or: There is a love story unfolding under the McGarrett roof.

Captain ‘Socialist Rage Muffin’ America: @baffledkingcomposinghallelujah

It takes three months of dating Steve Rogers for Tony to understand why Aunt Peggy once shot at him in sheer frustration.

Alternately titled, Honey, I committed treason again.

The Best Laid Plans (Of Mice and Men): @arboreal-elm-ash-oak

His Dark Materials AU

It was Annalise who noticed their small visitor first.

“Tony,” the spider daemon said softly, skittering up the collar of his dress shirt, two of her eight legs resting delicately against his cheek, “Don’t startle them, but I believe we have a guest. Look, by the coffee table.”

Fourteen Million to One: @tunastorks

Six months after Thanos, six months after Tony’s death, six months after Steve returns to his own timeline, Tony Stark turns up on their doorstep.

Brewed Awakening: @iam93percentstardust

Two years after he comes out of the ice, Steve is drifting through life. On his teammate's recommendation, he decides to go back to school where he meets the grandson of an old friend. He finds happiness with Tony but Steve won't be in Boston forever and someone is out to hurt the Starks. Will Steve and Tony be able to reach their happily ever after?

February

the young, the reckless and the foolish: @bruciewayne

In most universes, they don't know each other, not in the slightest, or they hate each other, in a way that's perfectly logical for anyone who were to find themselves in a similar situation.

In this one, they've known each other since they were four years old and naively idealistic.

This is them over the years, against the odds.

a giant sign: @areiton

“Think you can get him to open the weapons division up again?” his CO asks, his voice hungry and Rhodey laughs because this--

“No. Tony hung up his weapons.”

“That’s not what the suit says,” his CO objects, and Rhodey shrugs.

Tony has always had rules, rules he expects the entire world to live by.

And then there was Rhodey, slipping under them.

my heart is driftwood, floating down your coast: @nethandrake

Tonight, there’s a stranger in his backseat. That’s not unusual.

He’s also sad. That’s not unusual either.

What is unusual is that the stranger is silent.

(One night, a stranger enters Steve's taxi. Nothing is the same again.)

Just A Cold: @/delighted 

There’s a new text waiting for him. It’s from Steve of course, and it’s vaguely threatening as most messages from Steve are these days. Still Danny ignores it, and now he’s really playing with fire. Maybe it’ll burn the cold out of him.

Or, Danny’s sick, and Steve can’t stay away. The usual comfort fluff. With a little cameo from a gently meddling Grace.

An Unexpected Guide: @/Rachel500

Danny Williams has hidden his Guide status to keep being a detective, but his time of hiding is up when he unexpectedly finds his Sentinel, Steve McGarrett in the midst of a tragedy.

March

Why don’t we (Collide the spaces that divide us): @five-wow

When they finally catch sight of each other again through the milling crowds, they’re both a little worse for wear. Danny’s left side is covered in glitter and every time he brushes a hand over his hair, more blue and purple confetti rains down. Steve is- Well, Steve is randomly shirtless, which is all things considered not excessively remarkable, but he’s also covered in smudges of colorful paint and has a very nicely printed bloodred lipstick kiss mark on his cheek.

“What did you do?” Danny asks, because it looks like Steve had a lot more fun than he did.

Or: Steve and Danny accidentally end up in the middle of something entirely new.

A Little Unsteady: @finduilasclln 

Written for the Tumblr prompt meme : "Hey! I was gonna eat that!"

Tony lashes out at Bucky for eating his dessert. Only, it really isn't about the dessert.

a national treasure: @starklysteve

Steve isn't looking for an apple and Tony decides his passion is to inspire young souls. -x- OR: the AU where Tony is a Youtuber and Steve is Captain America and somehow they still save the world together.

April

cycle through: @ambivalentmarvel

Twenty-five years ago, Tony Stark disappeared from his family home a month after the tragic deaths of his parents, Howard and Maria Stark, leaving a billion-dollar tech conglomerate without an heir and the world wondering what happened.

Twenty-three years ago, HYDRA gained another super soldier.

Ten years ago, Peter Parker’s parents died in what is ruled as a home invasion gone wrong but he knows was murder, plain and simple, because he spoke to the killer.

And in the present, Project Insight fails, and the Iron Soldier pays the price.

FOREVER-LOVE YOU-I: @/Eudoxia

Tony Stark is twenty-one when he loses his voice. It shouldn't matter, but in a world where the first words your Soulmate says to you are marked on your skin, it can be pretty damn annoying.

Especially for Tony's soulmate.

--

Companion piece to my fic Thumb, Index, and Pinky Extended. This is Steve's POV, with a few extra scenes, as a treat.

(Edit: Sorry if you guys get multiple notifications for this. I just realized (about two hours after posting it) that I fucked up the grammar in the title and I HAD to fix it. YOLO, I guess.)

come build a home out of me: @maguna-stxrk

Steve clears his throat.

“What if I went with you?” he asks nonchalantly, like his heart isn’t threatening to beat out of his ribcage.

Tony blinks a few times, looking at Steve, his mouth ajar. “As a— As my date?”

“Yeah.” Steve nods, feeling a little breathless.

“You don’t mind?” Tony furrows his eyebrows.

“I don’t. In fact, you can just tell them I’m your boyfriend. I’m sure they’ll back off, wouldn’t they?”

What.

“I— Huh?” Tony stares at him, brown eyes blown wide open.

What. What. What.

“Huh? Uh, I mean— You know, that way people will see that you have definitely moved on. Monica will see that you have moved on. Right?” Steve smiles, hoping that it masks his inner panic, because what?

Steve Rogers, what have you done?

i don’t have a choice (but i’d still choose you): @nethandrake

There’s a name inked onto his chest, a name written in an all-too familiar scrawl. And it’s— It’s—

Steve doesn’t realize his body is quaking until he’s tracing the tattoo with a shaky finger.

Because of course that is the name etched into the skin. Like a brand, a reminder for everything he has done. An appropriate retribution.

Anthony Edward Stark.

(When Thanos snaps half of the universe away, he unknowingly leaves the other half with soulmarks.)

ua haʻalele ʻoe iaʻu (a ua hoʻomālamalama ʻoe iaʻu): @just-fandomthings

"The truth is, I was shot in the chest and nearly died, and not even three days after I was released from the hospital, you up and left-- and of those two, I'm not sure which one hurt me worse!"

(Coda to 10x22 because come on, we all need a better ending than the one given to us.)

Title loosely translates to: "You left me in the dark (you lit me up)" -- inspired by the brilliant song "Say You Won't Let Go" by James Arthur

May

A Piece Of The Past: @hddnone

It had been so many years since Bucky had gone undercover in the Stark family's mob, he thought he'd gotten away clean.

Then Tony Stark slid into the seat across from him at his breakfast diner, and Bucky's boss has a new case for him.

the privilege of loving you: @starklysteve

“Why won’t you let me touch you?”

It’s a desperate plea, half-shouted and half-whispered, Steve’s voice cracking at the end. Tony stops in his tracks, halfway to the stairs. He doesn’t dare to turn back, and he really doesn’t want to fight, or to leave, to spend the last month of his life away from his husband and their son. But Steve can’t know, can he?

-x-

Or: Tony has palladium poisoning, but he doesn't tell Steve and Peter

your pillow feels so soft now (but still you must advance): @firebrands

When Bruce is 13, he decides to go to boarding school. It's an opportunity for him to learn about other people, and how to interact with them.

Bruce has the misfortune of meeting Tony Stark upon his arrival in Roxbury. Bruce is moving into his room, and Tony opens the door of his room to watch. He looks a bit younger than Bruce, hair wild and eyes bright. Bruce has never seen a boy like him before—handsome and confident.

Bruce doesn’t like it.

IMPORTANT: This fic has them meeting at 14, then progresses slowly until they’re 17. Includes underage drinking and kissing.

This is set before Bruce becomes Batman and Tony becomes Iron Man and I have no explanation as to how or why they just DO Canonically, Bruce is 17 when he finishes school and goes around the world to train, so we're sticking with that

The Real MVP: @sword-and-stars (part of a series)

[“I have saved this Tuesday!” Sokka announces, rattling the bag upon reentry.

Zuko doesn’t even look up from his phone as he deadpans, “It’s Thursday.”

Okay, so Sokka is still having trouble getting his days right without checking. At least he’s gone back to sleeping at night! Going to bed at night is way easier when you have a cute, cuddly boyfriend who starts falling asleep around eleven o’clock. It also helps that he and Zuko are on solid gold butt-touching terms.

It’s been a while since Sokka has been on butt-touching terms with someone and it’s amazing.]

Or,

Sokka knows a guy, gets laid, and introduces Zuko to the merits of an afternoon delight.

When is a bed not a bed? (When you’re not in it): @riotwritesthings

There’s a tiny safe house, with one tiny window and one tiny couch.

And one tiny little bed.

June

Nice Fingers: @anthonyed

A single compliment given by Tony stirs Bucky restless until he caves in and asks him out on a date.

With Steve’s help of course (whether he likes it or not).

The Darkest Touch: @starkrogerrs

This is the story of how Steve finds that it has been ordained that he is to marry a monster he cannot resist aka the God of Love himself, Tony.

It's Cupid x Psyche retold, but with thrice the amount of porn.

The Night Shift:  @weethreequarter

Welcome to the Emergency Department of San Antonio General where Dr. Tony Stark joins the team fresh from his most recent tour in Afghanistan and - much to the consternation of the other staff - strikes up an instant rapport with Nurse Steve Rogers. Meanwhile, new resident Bruce Banner refuses to give up on his patient, and Dr. Sharon Carter learns something from her own patients. Throw in a pissed off hospital administrator, Clint using the coffee pot as a mug again, and a major car crash and you have, well, just another night shift.

Wind Beneath My Wings: @iam93percentstardust

Sam first meets Tony Stark in 2005 when he joins the EXO-7 Falcon program.

In jest: @/apathyinreverie

“No, babe,” Danny shakes his head with a grin. “If the apocalypse were to go down while I’m elsewhere for some godforsaken reason, then you stay put and I’m coming to wherever you are.” His grin widens. “And I expect you to have cleared any aliens or zombies or whatever else might be messing with us off the island and to have set up a nice, comfortable military dictatorship for us to rule over by the time I get back.”

It’s a joke.

Of course it’s a joke.

Until it isn’t.

(A the-day-after-tomorrow-style apocalypse AU, where the world decides to end right when Danny is visiting one of the other islands with Grace. Because, of course, it does.)

#adi's rec list #mcdanno #stevetony #buckytony #brucetony #rhodeytony #zukka #samtony #january - june #there's so many different ships on this #and different authors #and it spans three fandoms #so hopefully you guys enjoy this!!

[wickedpact]

I saw someone comment that if nicky and joe actually had a speed-run version of a romance it wouldn't be much better than rey/kylo (ie: nicky's redemption should be a *process* and not a single act; it'd take more than just "i'm switching sides and fighting with you" for joe to truly forgive him... which is ENTIRELY reasonable/understandable) - do you think the comparison is fair? (I mean, Nicky wasn't a space nazi but he WAS an indoctrinated religious radical)

well..... no, for a variety of reasons (allow me to say beforehand that i dont really... hate r*ylo or r*ylo in general but im.. hm, not a fan of the ship or the sequel trilogy)

edit: i am actually going to put this under a cut bc its longer than i thought it was when i wrote it

first of all i think theres something to be said abt the fact that ben (im just gonna call him ben so this post doesnt come up in search) is a space nazi. hes part of a fictional group of people who oppress a different fictional group of people, despite having some inspiration taken from rl. nicky was part of an invasion force that existed in real history, a part of a war that has had far-reaching effects in the real world to this day. as much as nicolo himself is fictional, neither the crusades nor the ideologies that had a part in fueling them are. so it feels a bit crass to compare the two.

(also like.. man, the sith blew up two (three?) planets. thats like several billion people each, how are you supposed to compare almost cartoonish villainy like that to real life?)

secondly ben had like... presumably more power over the situation than nicky did, idk what the situation is for ben’s backstory in canon terms rn, (its been more or less retconned a couple times i believe), but ben was the child of two powerful and privileged people and likely received all the education in the world on why Murder And Fascism Bad.

he was like? supposedly groomed by snoke, but what does that even mean? anakin went to the dark side bc he valued the life of his wife more than the lives of all the jedi. simple as that. he was manipulated but he still willingly assisted in a genocide to achieve his own personal goals, how can you just step back and say ‘ben was manipulated into it its not his fault’ when he no doubt knew better that Blowing Up Planets Bad. but then even on top of that.. .we dont really know nicky’s exact situation prior to the crusades which brings me to the next point,

what we know abt nicky’s mindset in the crusades era:

greg said once that ‘it was a time of religious hatred’ which is. vague.

one of the promo vids said nicky was ‘ a young knight who had left the priesthood behind to follow the crusade ‘ which is.. vague

nicky himself said ‘he was taught to hate’ joe’s ‘people’ which is... vague

the comics shows a dialogue-less couple of panels of joe and nicky killing each other which is..................... vague

we really dont know that much about nicky’s situation other than he was ‘taught to hate’, which is how all hatred works, hatred isnt a biologically ingrained behavior, its always taught. ‘taught to hate’ can mean everything from someone slapping him on the back one day and going ‘hey those muslims suck’ to full ass brainwashing, who tf knows. we can only guess based off historical information, and tog has proven itself to not be historically accurate several times over now. so you really cant compare nicky’s mindset to ben’s bc we dont know what nicky’s mindset was.

but even then theres a difference between ‘i was taught incorrect information and i formerly believed i was doing a good thing and i now am beginning to realize that i am not’ and ‘ive been knowingly evil (literally red lightsaber and all) for literal years but ive just decided to change my mind bc i had a vision of my father (whomst i murdered) asking me to be good again’

(i mean come on, ben was actively resisting his good impulses. ‘forgive me i feel the pull to the light again’. )

lastly i also dont think thats fair to tog bc i wouldnt count r*ylo as a ‘speedrun’. it was set up in tlj, the problem with r*ylo is that it was bounced between two directors who not only had different visions for the franchise, but conflicting visions for the franchise and? seemingly they didnt collaborate at all. so if it feels like ben and rey were ping pong-ing back and forth between being enemies and borderline-lovers, its bc they were created by two men with completely different ideas of what the relationship looked like + they were at the mercy of a company which has pretty singlemindedly dedicated itself to lowest-common-denominator media that offends Nobody and thus tried to pass them off as pseudo-canon so neither the shippers nor the antis would get Mad. tog doesnt have these problems.

i think the idea of joe and nicky blinking once at each other and just immediately falling in love is, while fun and hilarious, a bit silly realistically bc thats generally not how feelings Work (I Dont Believe In Love At First Sight). going on a 24hr murder-bender and immediately going ‘oh wait im actually in love with this person who just brutally murdered me’ isnt comparable to two people who have a couple hours’ worth of content focused around essentially being inside of eachother’s brains and learning why the other Is The Way They Are. r*ylo didnt come out of nowhere, it was lead up to (just really poorly)

realistically, i think joe and nicky would like. at least have to get to know each other a little before they could convincingly fall in love imo, but theres rlly nothing comparable there with ben and rey to me

#Anonymous #so dont get me STarted on the subject that when nicky goes thru his redemption arc or whatever you like to call it #the endgoal Should Not Be joe's forgiveness and as a matter of fact joe has no right *to* 'forgive' nicky for what hes done #forgiveness shouldnt be the endgoal at all its literally unachievable #something something the catholic ideas of atonement and penance are unhealthy and unrealistic af when it comes to most kinds of wrongdoing #but honestly either way i think joe would forgive nicky pretty quickly considering his reaction to booker

[howaminotinthestrokesyet]

Radio Friendly Unit Shifter: The Complete Nirvana Videography

Heart-Shaped Box

Nirvana had originally wanted Kevin Kerslake to direct this video, who had written the initial treatment in July 1992. By the summer of 1993, he had written at least five treatments, which included a shot of Kurt Cobain kissing William Burroughs and another of the entire band hanging by their necks from trees. Yet by the end of August, the band decided to go with Dutch photographer Anton Corbijn. The director seemed initially apprehensive about agreeing to do the video as he had heard Kurt Cobain could act overly detailed in production. He would say, “But then I looked at it and I thought that actually it was pretty good. I was very amazed by somebody writing a song and having those ideas as precise as he did." The video begins with the band standing in a hospital room around an old man receiving an IV drip, then moves to a surreal Wizard of Oz type of outdoor setting. The same old man in a Santa and later Pope hat climbs on a crow infested cross as they sing the song. The video also includes a young girl reaching for fetuses in a tree, while at the same time an overweight woman appears with human organs painted on her chest with a pair of wings. Many of these ideas were actually conceived by Corbijn, not the band as he always came up with the ideas on his own for any of his videos. Upon the promotion’s release, Kevin Kerslake sued the band for copyright infringement, as the case would be settled out of court. Upon its release, the clip became the most played video on MTV eventually garnering two video music awards for Best Alternative Video and Art Direction. Dave Grohl, Krist Novoselic, and Pat Smear accepted the awards as Kurt Cobain had already passed. New Musical Express named it as the 11th best music video of all time, while Time magazine called it the number 10 music video ever saying it was both “beautiful and terrible.” In 2016, Dave Grohl reunited with the young girl from the video, who had this to say about the reunion. “Today reminded me that I peaked at 6 years old but I was the most badass kid on the playground. Today was the absolute coolest. Or in Dave's words seeing each other today was a 'historic moment'! What a legend!”

Sliver

A music video for the song was released in 1993 to promote the compilation album, Incesticide. The video would be directed by longtime collaborator Kevin Kerslake. The clip begins with Kurt Cobain holding his young daughter up behind some cardboard as she dances along to the first few seconds of the track. The video moves to Cobain’s garage, where it shows the band performing the song. Dave Grohl is playing on the drums, even though he never played on the original song. Cobain only sings into a microphone, but he's never seen playing guitar. He is wearing a red mohair sweater that Courtney Love had purchased for him from a fan at a Nirvana show in Belfast, Northern Ireland. His whole garage is filled with toys and decorations the singer had placed in storage just before the release of Nevermind that he had collected over the years. The collection included a Chim Chim toy monkey that was given to him from the Japanese band Shonen Knife.

Come As You Are

This video would actually be the first one directed by Kevin Kerslake, who was hired after such a negative experience with the director on Smells Like Teen Spirit. The concept would be developed by Kerslake as Cobain could not come up with any ideas, so he let the director develop the video. The singer’s only requirement was that some kind of reference be made to the cover of the Nevermind album. The clip shows the band in a dark room as water falls around them obscuring their form. Other images include Cobain swinging from a chandelier, a dog wandering around the room, a baby swimming in a pool, and a pistol falling underwater. The end of the video shows the entire group lying on the ground as Cobain kisses the camera.

Lithium

This video originally had a concept of doing a short animated story about a female girl named Prego. This girl lives in a forest, when she finds some eggs and takes them to a king in a nearby castle. Unfortunately, both Kevin Kerslake and Cobain discovered that it would take four months to produce the video, so they abandoned the idea. Kerslake instead created a collage of concert footage for the video made up of their 1991 Paramount Theater concert and other footage from the 1992 film, The Year Punk Broke. Biographer Michael Azerrad would make this critical comment about the clip. "Although [the video] was enlivened by Kerslake's neat trick of using more violent footage during the quiet parts of the song and vice versa, it was something of a disappointment from a band and a song that promised so much."

You Know You’re Right

Chris Hafner directed this video released in October 2002 to coincide with the single of the same name. The clip shows a montage of The band in either concerts or interviews, but giving the impression that they are actually performing the song. The video would reach number two on Billboard’s music videos chart. New Musical Express would go on to nominate it for Best Music Video in 2002.

In Bloom

Two versions of this video exist. The first one showed clips of the band walking around New York City and performing at Maxwells in New Jersey. In the clip, one can see Krist Novoselic in some shots has hair and others a shaved head. The reason for that comes from the fact that he had to shave it as punishment for a mediocre performance during a show at the Pyramid Club. They made this alternate version for a compilation dvd on the Sub Pop label, Sub Pop Video Network Volume One. The second version, which most people remember is called the Nevermind version. This promotional clip would be directed once again by Kevin Kerslake and released in November 1992. Kurt Cobain’s original concept for it was to tell the story of a young girl born into a Ku Klux Klan family until she realizes the evil nature of her parents, but the concept seemed much too difficult to work out. He then switched it into a parody of 1960’s television shows like the Ed Sullivan Show. The entire video was shot in original cameras of the period in Kinescope, while the band did the entire song without a script. The actor playing the host was Doug Llewellyn, who had worked as the reporter interviewing people after their case on the People’s Court. Cobain wanted to make a funny parody video to show that there was another side to Nirvana. He felt “so tired for the last year of people taking us so seriously . . . I wanted to fuck off and show them that we have a humorous side to us.” The entire band would wear suits during their performance, while the Nirvana frontman had glasses that eventually made him quite dizzy. He would later say in a Melody Maker interview that they wanted to parody groups like the Dave Clark Five, but not the Beatles. He would never mock the Fab Four due to their influence on his songwriting. In the clip, Novoselic is wearing short hair, which he liked so much that he never changed it. They eventually destroy all of their instruments and the stage by the end of the song. In Bloom would go on to win the 1993 MTV Music Video Award for Best Alternative Video.

Smells Like Teen Spirit

This video would be directed by first timer Sam Bayer. The director believed that he actually got hired because the work on his résumé seemed so below average that Nirvana thought that it would represent the opposite of anything remotely corporate. The concept developed by the band was to stage a school concert that ended in a riot. The idea had been based on the films Rock ‘n’ Roll High School starring the Ramones and The 1979 film, Over the Edge. The clip begins with the band playing the song during a pep rally in a high school gym as cheerleaders wearing sweaters with the anarchy symbol on them cheer along. Every so often, the camera cuts to a janitor dancing alongside his broom. The video ends with the apathetic students going from the bleachers to the gym floor in a full-scale riot. The apathy from the students was actually real as they had been sitting on the bleachers all day. Cobain was finally able to convince Bayer that the students should be allowed to mosh at the end of the video. The singer said, “Once the kids came out dancing they just said 'fuck you', because they were so tired of his shit throughout the day.” The Nirvana frontman hated the directors final edit of the video so much that he went in himself creating what became the final version. Upon its release, Rolling Stone’s David Fricke would say that it was “the greatest gig that you could ever imagine.” The video would go on the win MTV Video Music Awards for Best New Artist and Best Alternative Video. In 1999, the video was named the number three music video of all time on a list put out by MTV. VH1 named it number 18 in the greatest television moments in the history of music as alternative music now became a “commercial and cultural force.” At the end of 2019, the video had been viewed 1 billion times on YouTube.

[occidentaltourist]

ive heard that the china government is now going to make the boys of the country go through an education process to make them more "Manly". i honestly kept thinking, are they serious? that's a main issue? i read an article of the voices of a few people disagreeing with the whole idea. i mean, they can't be serious and if they are, do you think it'll stick? SOrry, I know you may not do the whole political thing but I wanted to rant about this to someone.

My day job and graduate degree are in fields closely related to & influenced by politics at global and national levels, so I spend a lot of my non-tumblr time talking and thinking about these things. ;) Maybe I should revise my blog description to say ‘fandom and politics.’ 

You bring up a lot of interesting questions, and for now I’ll focus on the Disney-related ones since the China studies class I took was several years ago and I’m not familiar with everything you’ve mentioned, though the overall themes are basically unchanged. 

I think the bottom line is that the entertainment industry is extremely competitive, and the reality is that the Chinese market is massive. China’s economy is on track to overtake the U.S. as the world’s largest in the next decade or so. We see the consequences of this already playing out across the world, with a new economic imperialism already underway across Asia and Africa in particular. 

Disney’s products aren’t limited to movies or traditional media content. They have theme parks and ‘experiences’ - including in Shanghai and Hong Kong - they even own ESPN so sports is a big deal too; and merchandise of all kinds. So their relationship with China is never just about one movie, and neither is any of the other entertainment companies’. Universal or Warner Media or anyone else isn’t going to make different choices, because it may be theoretically possible, but it will be exceedingly difficult for these media companies to succeed without access to the Chinese market. That means playing by their rules. 

(I didn’t know about Black Panther not doing well there, or that promotional material featuring Black and brown characters is edited a certain way. But it doesn’t surprise me, either. Anti-Black racism is unfortunately very common in Asia - not just in China.)

Placing you full set of asks under the cut, for context. :)

P2: pro but only in a single scene by a nameless person or couple; speaking about diversity but making the China posters starring black main characters are reduced or their faces or obscured or making someone who is traditionally Tibetan white in the adaptation (The Ancient One in the MCU). Basically, Disney is all about "having their cake and eating it too". I know China's huge population means more $, but that also means doing some ridiculous rules in order to appease the govt. I know that

P3; Tibet and China have some beef (Im not sure what) but I think it's stupid to erase a character's Tibetan or Chinese lineage just because two countries have issues. I know money is important but Disney's hypocritical and greed makes them look pathetic to an extent. And, and this is a serious ?, it IS possible to make $ with very little or even without from China, right? Black Panther did poorly there but made over 1 billion dollars; also Tenet has a black hero but the film did good there

P4: Tenet made money there and they (assumingly) didn't censor him like disney. It's a humbling lesson (not that disney will listen) that they can't keep following these rather silly laws. Pandering may work at first but it always leads to trouble in the end. I will respect each and every culture different than my one but pandering is where I draw the line. That South Park ep, The China Problem, did make a good point on this issue, controversial as it was in other parts. Your thoughts?

#asks #Anonymous

[honeysuckleharrison]

Run For Your Life - Part IV

pairing- George Harrison x Reader

warnings- So much fluff

year- 1964

Word count- 1.7k

Summary- You're falling hard for George.  There's just a few problems. John Lennon is your protective older brother, and their band, The Beatles are leaving for their first tour in America.  

Disclaimer/ AN-  So hi, this is the first fic I've published.  This is FICTION. So the timeline may not match up with reality.  For example, Julians not in it. So ignore that, and just enjoy the story for what it's worth.  Anyways, I'm so excited to release my first fic. If you guys have any questions, or comments or anything, please comment or as, don't be afraid to talk to me. Huge shutout to @iimplicitt she helped me edit, and such. Thanks so much girl!

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You go straight to the studio after breakfast with John.  John, and the other boys were caught up in the music, making sure everything was perfect.  But George's attention was on you. You would look at John to make sure he wasn't watching, then you would look George and let all your feelings out, blushing, and giggling.  He did the same back. It did result in you making awkward eye contact with John a few times.  You prayed that he didn't notice how flustered you were. It didn't last the whole time though, Geroge got caught up in a melody he was working on.  You didn't mind. Watching him working and concentrating on something was so precious. The way he smiled when he finally got it right was so charming.  

      After they were done recording, John was too busy, fighting with Paul, again, so you went to George.  

      "Hi love" he said in the same quiet manner that most of you conversations had to be in.

      "Hi, I really enjoyed watching you play" you said, complimenting him, "You're really good" you made your voice even quieter, "and you look really cute when you're focusing."  You watched his expression changed from casual to a redder more flustered look.

      "Y/n!" he whispered little louder, "not here. Strawberry Fields, in an hour ok?"

      "Ok, Geo" you agreed, "I'll see you then"

      "I can't wait, flower" he said smirking at you.  He called you flower. That was by far the most charming thing anyone has ever said to you.  Despite his dark appearance, and sarcastic tone, he can be so sweet. He was so hard to understand but you felt like you were starting to get to know his personality.  

      The hour passed fast.  You took your time getting ready, putting on a red lipstick to show him something different.  You slipped out the door when John wasn't looking, and headed out.

       When you reached Strawberry Fields, you were amazed.  The backyard was closed in by a tall black fence. In the cracks of the fence grew huge vines, and a variety of flora.  The building was abandoned, and unkempt. Nature had claimed the building as its own. Humankind can spend so long building something up from the ground, putting all their best resources and knowledge forward.  But as soon as they stop maintaining their creation, the natural world claims it as their own.

      You slipped through a space in the fence.  You had known it was there, and so did every kid who grew up in Liverpool.  This was everyone's safe place. Despite the dark, gothic architecture, and the rubble that surrounded it, it was a safe place.  As you stepped in, you saw George sitting on a picnic blanket in the middle of the overgrown lawn. Inside the dark fence, the grass was shades of bright green and yellow.  He smiled at the sight of you and stood up. His hair moved in the wind, and his happy eyes were looking into yours. He opened his arms for you, and you ran into them. You were once again in one of George's hugs.  They were your favorite thing. His skinny frame was so nice to fall into.

       "I brought you Strawberries and wine, Love." George said through a smile.  

      "How fitting" you joke, "Can we eat hun."

       "Of course flower, take a seat."

       You and George sat next to each other cross legged on the blanket.  He sparked a conversation about the recording session from earlier. He asked if you liked what they were working on.  You answered honestly and explained that you were so proud of them. It was crazy to see your own brother rising to fame.

      It didn't take long before George poured you a glass of wine, and started feeding you strawberries.  He was being so sweet to you, but the sweetness soon melted into something more. George laid you down on the blanket and started kissing you.  You didn't realize your dark red lipstick would soon cover his face and neck. You were both so caught up in each others touch that you didn't notice the sun beginning to set, or the crimson color that littered George's face.

      George brought his hands up right below your neck and wrapped them around you.  He was choking you without actually hurting you. His hands felt so good on your bare skin, and you let out a moan.  He pulled his face off of yours.

      "You good love" George asked, panting.  

      "Yes, I'm amazing." You said, taking a moment to appreciate the fact that you were being pinned down by George's sizable hands, and slim frame.  Your body was limp and you were totally defenseless under George. And you loved it.

      You looked at George's face.  He was still panting and his face was red.  His face was also covered in your lipstick. He looked ridiculous, you couldn't help but giggle.  He laughed back. You looked down and noticed the bulge in his pants. You looked back up at his face and said "But are you good?"  George laughed.

      "Yeah I'm better than ever." he answered.  "Why, is there something wrong?" he asked looking around himself, and brushing off his shoulders.

       "No," you giggled, "Your face is just covered in lipstick." He quickly started wiping his mouth with his hand.  He had no luck in trying to get the crimson off his lips, it had stained.

      "I don't think it's gonna come off Geo." you said.  "And it looks like you got a little excited." You pointed down and his gaze followed.  As soon as he noticed what you were referring too, he gave you a toothy smile, and his cheeks somehow became even redder.  Geo let out a small laugh, and seemed a little embarrassed. He rolled off of you and laid next to your warm body. He let out a big sigh, before looking at you.  You looked at each other for a while. Your eyes traced all the lipstick you had left on his face, and you noticed how messy his hair had gotten. You leaned in and kissed each other sweetly.  His mouth tasted of strawberries, and his eyes closed so gently.

      Pulling away, he looked into your eyes and said "Your beautiful, truly."  He reached a hand up and stroked your cheek. You grabbed his wrist in response and rubbed his smooth skin with your thumb.  

      You rolled over and looked at the sky.  The sky was becoming darker, but you had time before John would start to worry.

       "Please," George said, "tell me about yourself some more."

        "Well, I dunno," you said, trying to decide what to say, "I just finished my first year of university."  You turned back towards George, and looking into his sweet eyes.

      "What are you studying again?" he asked.

        "English.  I'm hoping to become a writer." you answered.

         "Why do you like writing" he wondered.

        "Well, I suppose it's because I like being in A world where everything happens for a reason.  When you write, every single sentence has a purpose, a reason. It's nice to think all the pain, all the hard times you've been through were for a reason." you said, gesticulating your words.  You really did like to write, it let you escape your world, and become part of your character's world.

          "Who's to say that everything doesn't happen for a reason in real life too?" George asked.

         "I don't know, I've just never believed that they do.  I've never really been spiritual like that before, y'know?  I just think were just here, living, not for any reason." you explained.  

       "I think things do happen for a reason.  To me, the universe isn't all an accident, y'know?  I guess I just think more 'spiritually' than other people.  Maybe people get resurrected. Who's to say? It's just a nice way to think, and there's no reason not to think like that."

        "You're right, thank you for enlightening me"  you joked

       George giggled, then proceeded, "Think about it, things do happen for a reason, the earth is billions of years old, yet we managed to exist in this form at the same time."

         "You flatter me, Harrison."

        "Maybe that's my purpose."

        "You're too good to me" you said.

       He leaned in and kissed you softer than ever.  You could feel every crease on his lips. It was such a loving embrace that you felt strong feelings for him in that moment.  Not love. Love would come later. After you spend more time with him. But nonetheless, this feeling was strong, and had really made you fall for him.  

      As the night went on, you and George continued your deep conversation.  He was so smart. He had obviously spent a lot of time thinking about life, and its purpose.  Overall, he seemed relaxed about it all. George thought that life wasn't very serious. He believed that we're all here to have a good time.  He didn't think much of tragedies. They were sad, of course, but pain is simply a part of life

       Some of his ideas were nieve, but so were yours.  You were young; it was only natural.

       The day started ending.  The sky became a darker shade of blue, and shades of pink and orange littered the heavens.                       

       "I should be going now, i don't want John to worry." you explained

      "You sure you have to leave, Love" George whimpered, "I'd love to see you again, maybe tonight?"

      "I don't want to leave you either, Harrison, but it's getting late.  Maybe I will stop by again tonight." you said, turning to him and winking.  

      "Yes please." he begged.

        You both stood up, and wiped the grass off your clothes.  George picked up the basket he had brought with him. You both reached down to grab two corners of the blanket, and folded it together.  

      " Should I walk you home, y/n?" he asked.

      "I don't think that's a good idea, what if John sees your face covered in lipstick?" you answered.  

      "Ah, I forgot about that," George admitted.

      Before you parted ways, You leaned into each other for one last embrace.  As George stepped away you called him back.

      "Wait" you cried.

       "Yes, Love?" George said, turning around to face you again.  

      "So, are we.. ya'know," you hesitated, "Dating now?"

       "If you want to, Flower." he answered lovingly, "I'd be honored to date such a pretty girl."

      As the words left his lips you walked back to him and held him tight.  You kissed George softly before speaking.

      "Then we're dating." you said softly.  You broke away from each other, and squeezed through the fence.  

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AN- If you wanna be added to my taglist for this fic PLEASE tell me. If you liked it let me know, and if you didn't, tell me why. This part makes me blush so hard. I loved writing it. I hope you enjoyed it. Do you have any predictions yet? Cause let me tell you it gets crazy.

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Let's talk about Kyo's media blackout.

It is with a slight reluctance that I post this. It's not wise to mention Tanuki online nor share what they talk about within the overseas fandom for a multiple of reasons. 

1. I don't want them to get angry at me

2. I don't want the overseas fandom to flip out and judge the Japanese fandom

3. I just want everyone to be chill and happy and flowers

But I've seen a lot of people freaking out, a lot of random theories floating around and people worrying so I wanted to post this theory and open it for discussion. 

Of course this isn't fact. It's pure speculation. But given the timeframe, PERSONALLY I feel like this may have had something to do with Kyo decision. 

So I post this with two DISCLAIMERs. 

1. As mentioned this is not in any way fact. There is no proof that Kyo does or doesn't look at Tank. I simply find it interesting the sequence of events, the timing of the media blackout and I am only translating this for those who are interested. I hope this doesn't cause any huge arguments or any bad blood. It's simple here to discuss and consider.

2. Please do not judge the whole fandom based on Tank. Just like any forum, any comment section on the world wide web; there will be people who leave negative feed back. It is a tiny portion of people and not a reflection of the Japanese fandom as a whole. Judging them based on what they said would be like someone looking at negative comments or sarcastic jokes on Tumblr and judging the English speaking fandom. That's not to say what they post is okay, but it's just dumb shit posting and shouldn't be taken to heart. 

you get me fam?

Okay, so I contemplated posting screenshots and translating what happened immediately after Kyo changed his profile picture up to when he deleted everything but as I said I don't want to be taken out by angry tank users so I'm just gonna translate a selection of posts. 

These posts are taken from the Meg thread (remember the girl linking arms with him at a concert? That's Meg.) which to be honest is a shit show. It was a thread born from those notorious pics and for over a year now has remained a place where people post rumours, shit talk, complain and just make shit up a lot of the time. So please, AGAIN, bare that in mind. It is a place of negativity born from a scandal that shocked a lot of the fandom. Aint nothing nice ever gonna be said there. Periodt. In reality a lot of the people who post there are still fans of Kyo. I think they're just still a little hurt by the way it came to light about Meg. 

After Kyo posted his new picture I checked tank before going to bed because I was curious about what their reactions would be and everyone had exploded. During the 7 hours I was asleep Kyo deleted everything and left the internet forever so tbh given the fact he was probably bored in a hotel in Fukuoka, just did a radio show, probs wanted to see peoples reaction, etc I personally, believe he was on Tank. This is a running theme in the thread itself and people often say he actively browses it (this is not a major thing, a lot of guys in bands browse tank same as celebs browse twitter. Why Kyo would look at the meg thread in particular? idk. ) 

SO TLDR 

Yesterday around 7pm the thread suddenly changed to mixed reactions after Kyo changed his Twitter pic. 

"His new twitter icon had me shook lol" 

"I hope he changes his instagram one too" 

"Idk I don't like how quickly he's become some kind of social media old fogey" 

"Kyo's turned into a social media monster too" (*edit; my bad Yuchi is beer monster, Shinya is social media monster lol)

"It's kinda cheap" 

"I get you, it's like he's lost his values" (probably because Kyo has always made big deal about how much of himself he shares) 

 It continued like that for a while with people more or less saying the same thing until he posts about leaving social media.

"He just suddenly said he's not gonna do social media anymore" 

"lol after he went to all the effort of changing his profile picture" 

"I'm shook" 

"annoying 40 year old nut job" 

"Bet you he came on here"  

"Do you normally change you icon then quit" 

"Join Kyo online" 

"idg why even though Kyo's had so many haters since he first started twitter he's suddenly affected by it??" 

"I still think he's cute even when he's sulking like this lol" 

"I knew he was looking at Tanuki"

"I don't get why he's suddenly deleting it after all this time?? It's like what is this old man on about?" 

"It's lame how he's making such a big deal of out saying he's quitting" 

(lots of people agreed with this post saying that he's acting childish)

"I wonder what happened? Like everything seemed fine recently. I mean we'll never know but like I'm sure he has a lot going on.." 

"I can't believe he basically wiped his instagram clean but left all the pics of cake and omurice lmao" 

"If only he'd go to sleep earlier and eat a banana the serotonin would fix everything" 

The random comments and mixed reactions continued for all of Friday.  One of the main points that stuck out after the initial reactions was how people began to become suspicious that this was merely a tactic to get people to join Kyo online with people claiming this was typical of business man kyo,  that it was about that time of year where they usually begin to advertise and promote in order to get new members. 

So, allow me to play devils advocate for a second. As someone who is a member of Kyo online I have to admit since he started posting more and more online (compared to hardly ever on Kyo online), the membership has become more or less invalid. In the past it was worth the money for the videos and pictures that as fans we rarely saw. But if he's going to post them online then it raises the question (tickets to concerts aside) is there any point in being a member if you can just get the content for free?  I'd imagine that this plays some kind of role in why the reactions are often negative. Members of Kyo online have suddenly gone from having something exclusive that was only for them, to simply being a part of something anyone can access. 

Another point someone brought up is that whilst it's acceptable for Kyo to be upset. It is very, very childish and the timing is selfish.  Sukekiyo literally made their instagram days ago and suddenly Kyo states how he isn't going to post online anymore. This act instantly casts a negative feel on Sukekiyo's insta. It almost gives a vibe that any picture Kyo is in might be "against his will". Kyo is not new to criticism. He's been in this game for 20 plus years. Everyone who is in the Indies scene knows about Tank. Every fan, every bandmen, knows it's a bad place filled with mostly shit posting and rumours and doesn't represent fans a whole. 

The meg thread is simply fans flogging a dead horse, posting any poor Japanese girl with a straight fringe and some tattoos, anyone who looks even a little like Meg and saying she MUST be a groupie of Kyo. Which begs the question why would Kyo go there? Why would he look at that? Why would he want to subject himself to that kind of thing and then punish the majority for some dumb comments a few bored fans made? What was he expecting by going there?

Of course there is no proof Kyo lurks. But the reality is he probably does, I mean he's only human, he' s bound to be curious about fans reactions for Madara, etc and where else to get honestly reactions than an anonymous forum? Personally, as someone who has lurked tank for a few years now, I think he reads it. There have been times in the past where he's mentioned certain things, done certain things and I've thought "hmmm that's weird tank was literally talking about that". But once again there's no proof. It's just one of those vibes you get sometimes. (one major one I can think of is during the interview for mode of gauze where he said everyone massively complained about it. I know people can submit questionnaires after lives but I feel that a lot of Japanese people are more brutally honest when they can hide behind anonymity. ) 

Considering the "staff" posted a pic of his feet on the sukekiyo instagram today, I feel like this is just Kyo being (sorry to say) butthurt and it might just blow over.  A lot of the comments mention his age, mention how he's clearly trying and failing to copy 20 year olds by using insta, that he's lame or cringe and that's gonna hurt anyones pride. But I honestly think Kyo should be looking at the billions of comments on instagram of people who love him rather than a few trolls online. 

So with that being said I hope this was an interesting read and gave a little insight into why Kyo is often private. It was a big deal that he was posting so much and actively using instagra. I for one was very happy. I believe that in this day and age it is something that is required in order to engage with your audience and keep a good relationship. Hazuki and Ruki are good examples of this and Ive been saying for the longest time I wish Kyo would get more on board with it. So it's a shame he's left at the first hurdle. 

Oh well. This is why we can't have anything nice isn't it. 

#Kyo #dir en grey #instagram #translation #sukekiyo #drama I don't like drama why can't we all just be chill #remember this isn't fact its just my theory

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The Secret Clanstone Pt.6

“Are we invading the Mutilaxians?”  The voice called out of turn.

Senator Khorik Sollchin of the Systems League Congress looked at the Dubachi reporter, imagining what his blood might taste like.  A free press was crucial for a democracy to function.  He reminded himself of that as he inhaled to answer what was, contrary to the common saying, a very stupid question.

“The mobilization of Systems League Armed Forces is being not, I the repeating, being not in preparation for an invading of Mutilaxian, or any other sovereign systems territory.  The troops are being the mustered at duty stations as a precautioning measure, but no sorties into neutral or contested territory is being the planned or the authorised at this time.  In brief, we are wanting our soldiers the ready no matter how the situation unfolding.”  The aged Choraki said evenly.  One of his eyes swiveled towards his aide as they motioned for his attention.  He paused for a moment as the assistant made the limb signal he had been hoping for.  “Thanking you all for your times, my secretary will the continuing this briefing.”

Khorik ignored the clamoring of the reporters.  Reassuring the masses was important, but only if things were actually reassuring.  He followed his bodyguards, humans all of them, out of the conference room and into a secure part of the Systems League Congress building.  Most of his staff was already present in the room.  Unlike most Senators, Khorik had members of all the sapients of the Systems League on his staff.  It was important to have a perspective aside from just the ones of his own species when deliberating.  Khorik had learned this the hard way as an infantryman during the Mutilax wars.  

The Cariz’n aide who had given him the signal to leave the conference took a quick headcount as the door to the secure and signal isolated room closed.  A quick wall of light washed over the gathered group, scanning for recording devices.  Only when all the scanning was done, and the door sealed, creating a Faraday cage of a meeting room, did the Cariz’n begin speaking.

“The asset is secured and the intel has been scrubbed.  Capt. Brixas confirms data containment.”  The Cariz’n said through its mandibles.

“This is being the good news.  Marreg, what is the happening with the snots?”  Khorik said, turning to a Dubachi.  The placid creature looked up from his screen with one eye.

“Their net is a giant mess.  The hawks are using every trick in the book to silence the doves, from simple smear campaigns to outright brute force hacks on any servers broadcasting what they don’t want heard.  Local assets are giving us a mixed picture, anti-war riots in some places, while their radical right has replaced local police with their thugs in others.  The industry and corporate sector is split about having another war.  The whole thing could tip either way.”  Marreg replied in the monotone drone common to his species.  The calm delivery of the strife within the territory of the Mutilaxians somehow made the news more troubling, as if the worst was inevitable.

“And the two main concerns?”  Khorik asked, almost worried to hear the answer.

“They still hate each other.”  Marreg replied, his eyelids curling into crescents in a charming Dubachi version of a smile.  Khorik’s tongue flicked with happy relief, even the stoic human bodyguards were baring their predator teeth in smiles.  There was a chance.  There was hope!

“Thanking you all, for your hard workings.”  Khorik said, rising from his seat. “I am wanting all of you to getting the good rest tonight, as real workings being happening the soon.  Go seeing your families for now.”

Khorik exited the room, and even though he had indeed dismissed his bodyguards, he was not at all surprised to see them dutifully accompany him to the meeting hall for the Systems League Security Council.  His secretary, apparently done feeding the reporters the official line on current events also fell in step.

“You should being with your mate, Jeremy.  The hatchling will be coming the soon, yes?”  Khorik said to the young human.

“Maybe by the way you tell time, sir.  She’s only four months in, and she knows what’s going on.  She told me to stick it out and be useful.  ‘No point in helping me bring a baby into this world if it’s covered in Sno… in Mutilax acid.’  She said.”  The human gave a wry smirk at his politically correct edit of his spouse’s words.  Even half a century after the Mutilax wars, the distrust and hatred of the Mutilaxians ran deep.  The slur was technically illegal by the terms of the treaty, but was still in common usage, as nobody cared to attempt enforcement.

Khorik nodded his head at the human woman’s wisdom.  Another war would see another generation of Systems League citizens killed and driven from their homes.  While the League was ready this time, there was no winning a war of that scale without losses in the billions.  Khorik had lost his sire, and two of his own hatchlings to the last war.  As he had watched his commanding officer sign the Phalz treaty, he had silently sworn that he would never allow such a tragedy again.

“Now entering, the venerated Senator Khorik Sollchin of Thonril IV”  The computer announced as Khorik entered the Security Council meeting.  The other council members stood as Khorik took his seat as part of the council triumvirate that chaired the meeting of 50 Senators.  His fellow triumvirates, Penuffinar Thax and Leslie Foxworth greeted him as the rest of the council gathered.  Thax was a good natured Cariz’n, easy to discuss with, and his party were very much aligned with Khorik’s own on many issues of state.  Foxworth was another matter altogether.  The human woman was always bringing up angles to problems that Khorik hadn’t thought of.  While Khorik knew she had the League’s best interest at heart, he was worried the human might come at his proposal in a way he hadn’t considered to defend against.  Still, this whole plan was an old human trick he had learned from his studies and the WENO units under his command.  How odd that he was worried about a human foiling his human hatched plan.

“You seem to be in a good mood.”  Penuffinar commented.  The Cariz’n settled his thorax into the tall chair that let him sit at eye level with the other two senators.

“I may have finding a way out of this trouble.”  Khorik said to the set of large eyes that looked back at him.  The smaller grasping limbs in front of the Cariz’n Senators mandibles passed over said eyes in a spontaneous grooming that indicated surprise.

“I never took you for an optimist, Khorik.”  Leslie said.  The human’s face was much more expressive, but Khorik had found his primate counterpart impossible to read over their tenure as council beings.

“I am being the realist.  I only feeling the hopeful, if there is being the something to hoping about.”  Khorik replied as the computer announced all members present and the sessions beginning.  Leslie raised an eyebrow, but said nothing further as the minutes were read, updates were given, and the first motion of the agenda was set forth.  This session, like every session before it for months, was almost entirely focused on the issues of the looming war.  Early strings of refugees were causing problems as smugglers switched to the lucrative cargo of living beings wanting to get away from the border worlds.  Extremist militia groups were forming on many worlds and ignoring the government's authority.  There had even been an attack on an armory by a particularly bold group of activists.  Even the peace movements were becoming a problem as they became targets of those less tolerant.  Each case was heard and solutions were deliberated upon before voting, all the while Khorik waited patiently.  Let everyone feel the stress and the burden of a nation's periled agony.  They needed to have what was at stake weighing on them when he offered a plan this bold.

“Now we come to the main issue of the evening, our stance on the current situation within the mutilaxian government.”  Leslie said, introducing the next item on the agenda.  “The situation is complicated to say the least.  According to what little news comes out of the Mutilaxian sector, the populace and about a third of the government wants peace, but the majority of their government and a sizeable portion of their industry is seeking another conflict.  No official communiques have been sent from the Mutilaxian government, and so we must decide our official stance in a vacuum.”

“Not being necessarily.”  Khorik said, now standing to address the assembly.

“We aren’t at war yet, your pet spies can’t help us here.”  Penuffinar objected, but Leslie cut him off.

“Information doesn’t just win wars, honorable Thax.  I want to hear what they know.”  The elder human stateswoman said evenly.  Khorik licked his eyeballs in relief, getting his very illegally acquired intel onto the floor was only the first hurdle.

“I am the thanking you, honorable Foxworth.”  He said, then turned to address the rest of the chamber.  “The news that is the leaking out of the Mutilaxian sector would have you believe there are being a faction for war, and being a faction against.  This is not being the truth.  There are actually existing the two separate, and rival factions doing the advocating of war.  The larger  Totalist faction is being the one supported by members of the older Mutilaxian government and the military.  Their leader, Gallin Wroxef, is a name most of you will be remembering.”  There was indeed a low murmur in the senate at the hated name.  Gallin Wroxef was directly responsible for much of the sorrow during the Mutilax wars.  From war crimes to prolonging the war another year with scorched earth tactics, the name Wroxef was synonymous with evil in the League.  

“The Reactivists are being the much more bold and radical of industry and civilian leaders.” Khorik continued.  “They are doing the much of agitating of civilian centers and the demonstrations of the violence.  The Reactivists seem to be the trying to make up for their lacking of influence and numbers with the energy and frequency of action.  Their leader is being a younger Mutilaxian demagogue named Tiller Lodf.  He is being the driving force behind the groups racist ideals, and is having the charisma to attracting the disenfranchised to his cause.”

“How is that better?”  Thax asked.

“You’re certain of this?”  Foxworth prodded.  Khorik turned to each in turn.

“I am the certain.  We are having the reliable intel from a malcontent being within one of their factions.  The two groups are both the advocating violence, and the practicing it on each other.  Each is thinking that they will be the seizing power once the populace is being cowed by Mutilaxian wartime laws.”  Khorik explained.

“I fail to see the relevance, that’s still a great deal of their influential individuals working towards tragedy.”  Thax said, his mandibles clicking fast with nervousness.

“No…  I see where you’re going with this.”  Leslie said, and if Khorik had lips, he would have kissed the woman.  “You plan to force a deeper wedge between the war factions.  Divert their attention to each other and give those who want peace an edge because of their unity.”

“It is being as you have said, and it is just so happening that the pro-war factions are the meeting to attempt a unified planning.  Their two leaders are having the personal grudges against each other, and having pledged the violence between them many times.  There will being no better chance to sowing the confusions among them than this!”

“That would require one of the factions to have some egregious slight to blame upon the other.  Even if your spies can find so much information, how could we manufacture such a convenient scizm?”  Thax said, his posture now much less nervous and more charged with thoughtful consideration.  Khorik might have kissed the furry arachnid too, he was already thinking in the right direction.  The Cariz’n twitched and went still for a moment, and Khorik knew the poor being had just had the same horrible thought that Sollchin himself planned to put to vote today.  He looked over at Leslie, who was giving him a sad, but determined look.

“Which one do we want to kill?”

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[banchoaniki]

Multiples of 4 then ☠

4: Talk show host: Imma be real w you I havent watched a talk show since attack of the show on g4 and that got cancelled years ago 8: Yankee candle scent: Fresh Balsam Fir. Smells like christmas and being cozy. Pine scents in general are god tier 12: Thing to cook: Anything that puts a smile on the face of those who eat it. Or Steak, Mashed Potatoes and Asparagus. Its easy, nutritious, and delicious. (That’d make a good dating profile header) 16: Book: Hard question. I’d have to go with Colorless Tsukuru and His Years of Pilgrimage by Haruki Murakami. 20: Holiday: Thanksgiving! I was born on it, so I have to like it. Other than that, toss up between Halloween and Christmas. 24: Movie: Uhhhhhhh, for live action, its a toss up between A Clockwork Orange and Apocalypse Now. For animated, Mind Game 28: Band: I dont follow a ton of bands, so Death Grips I guess. Its not like I dont listen to other music, but its mostly individual songs as opposed to deep diving into their discography 32: Athlete: I dont follow sports dude. Maybe like Usain Bolt cause he also has a pet tortoise like me.  36: Vehicle: Triump Bonneville T-100 40: Last person I got mad at: Uhh my former friend who’s girlfriend left him for being a piece of shit basically 44: One person that you wish you could see right now: I’m not missing anyone a whole ton rn. Wish we could meet tho jaz! 48: Ever been in love: Of course, its great and terrible 52: My room is: Fairly messy rn but I’ll clean up soon.  56: Favorite web site: Certainly not tumblr dot com. Idk dude probably like youtube cause I spend a lot of time watching videos or listening to podcasts.  60: I lose all respect for people who: Treat their partners like crap 64: My friends are: Great people! Things have been getting better for a lot of people in my circle of friends recently, and they really deserve it! 68: The worst sound in the world: Nails on chalkboard.  72: Today: Pretty ok day. Need to get a few things under control and still need to work out a bit, but studied hard and met up w a classmate to work on a project together! 76: Right now I am talking to: No one in particular, but ive been talking to friends throughout the day 80: The first person i talked to today was: Probably my dad when he woke me up 84: People call me: a lot of things im sure. Depends on who you ask.  88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: Connection to where I live. My family’s owned my house for almost 100 years now, living elsewhere lacks that certain je ne sais quoi 92: Got a peircing: Never! maybe in the future tho... 96: Changed a diaper: also never! didn’t have any siblings or a close connected family growing up so I never had to. When I’m a dad, I’m sure I will though 100: Cried in front of someone: Oh jeez, not really sure. Maybe a few months ago, but I can’t recall what for 104: The future: Its filled with infinite possibilities, I just have to work for a future I want. I’m not too worried about stability, but you never know. Always try to have contingency plans for your contingency plans.  108: Designer Clothes: Generally overpriced trash. I’d rather buy from a local artisan that makes clothes specifically for me. Not like I don’t shop for clothes or like looking good, but theres a lot of issues in the fashion industry that I take umbrage with and like to look for alternatives.  112: Facebook: Boomerbook is convenient website that I use on occasion but I find to be fairly toxic, like most social media, so i rarely post on it. I just use the messenger app to talk with friends. 116: Reality TV: Utter trash! There are a billion other ways to spend your time that are more productive and beneficial to yourself and others that getting caught up in some fake drama with celebrities.  120: Gay Marriage: I don’t believe any kind of marriage should be regulated by the government, as its a religious sacrament. If churches want to allow it, that’s their prerogative that I won’t infringe on, but that’s in an ideal world. As it stands, I don’t have any strong feels for or against it, insofar that I think most marriages are fairly toxic.  124: Disney or Six Flags: Didney Worl 128: Manicure or Pedicure: I’ll take both, thanks 132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: Whomst’d’ve?  136: Hillary or Obama: Both are genuinely terrible people like most, if not all, government officials in Washington.  140: Mac or PC: I built my own PC but iPads do be kinda fresh tho I can see why people who don’t have the same hobbies or interests prefer macs, their visual design blows most PCs out of the water, and they’re functional for work and video editing. They’re obviously overpriced for the performance, but you’re buying it for the label and the well designed UI (generally, theres obviously some UI designs that are/were less than great by apple) 144: Oranges or Apples: While I like oranges, I FUCKING LOVE apples. So yeah, apples, particularly Fuji apples.  148: Summer or winter: Winter. I live in Los Angeles. Our winters are mild and maybe drizzley. Our summers are hellish. Easy choice. 152: Phone or Online: Uh I mean I like talking on the phone but texting or instant messaging is super convenient and, really, a very different form of communication that I engage in more.  156: Orbs: Do i believe in orbs? What kind of orbs? idk dude this is very nondescript and im too lazy to research this. Orbs as a geometric object do exist yes. Jury is still out on whatever the fuck this is asking tho 160: Soul mates: A distinct possibility that I’d love to be true 164: Heaven: I’m catholic, pretty sure I have to believe in it.  168: Luck: Yeah, I believe in it, but I also believe we make our own luck most times. 172: Are you taller than your mom? yeah shes like 5′2  176: Last YouTube video watched: Sure hope you like smooth japanese jazz fusion  https://youtu.be/6GEI3PpXEAo 180: Marriage is: A great responsibility I hope to be ready for one day. It can be incredible and life-affirming or it can be soul crushing if you rush into things or just have a bad partner. I don’t mean to be cynical, I genuinely believe its a beautiful thing, but so many marriages today end up horribly, so I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t afraid of it at the same time.  184: Xbox or ps3: Whichever game console can give me a better user experience with better games and services. Right now that’s playstation, but I sincerely hope microsoft steps up to the plate next gen.  188: My bed is: A queen. Kinda messy rn.  192: I am allergic to: Nothing in particular 196: My eye color is: Green! I’m actually pretty proud of them, its the rarest eye color in the world, so its part of what makes me who I am.  200: My crush’s name is:  Jaz (no homo)  But also I’m not single so I don’t necessarily have any rn

PS: I sincerely apologize for this wall of text y’all 

[superrichlads]

“I always work off the motto of, ‘if you think you’re working hard, there’s always someone else who’s working harder’… there is nothing easy about the sport or music industries, and you have to work so hard to be successful.” - Niall Horan

On The Loose: released official fourth single from Flicker, including a radio edit, lyric video (rip), official video, behind the scenes video, Basic Tape remix, Slenderbodies remix, acoustic version, acoustic video, and vertical video So Long: performed unreleased song on piano throughout Flicker World Tour dates Mirrors EP: released on vinyl for Record Store Day 2018 Seeing Blind: released acoustic video, live video, and radio single in Australia Finally Free: released song for Smallfoot soundtrack and live video recorded at the Greek Theatre, Los Angeles Flicker (song): released as a radio single in the Netherlands Flicker featuring the RTÉ Concert Orchestra: released live album in Ireland, featuring nine songs including an official live version of previously unreleased song So Long

81 tour dates: across Europe, the Asia-Pacific, and the Americas, playing arenas, amphitheatres, state/regional fairs, and large theatres Featured opening acts & special guests: including Wild Youth (Killarney), Julia Michaels (Europe), RuthAnne (Dublin), Lewis Capaldi (Glasgow), Hailee Steinfeld (London), Maren Morris (NZ, Australia, the Americas), Jayda (Manila), Ming Bridges (Singapore), Sugar Me (Tokyo) Setlist: featured 14-15 original songs and 3-4 covers Regular covers: Dancing in the Dark (Bruce Springsteen), Crying in the Club (Camila Cabello), Drag Me Down and Fool’s Gold (One Direction) Covers for select tour dates: Dancing in the Moonlight (Thin Lizzy - Dublin night 1), Where the Street’s Have No Name (U2 - Dublin night 2), Won’t Back Down (Tom Petty - Greek Theatre LA, Red Rocks & others), New York State of Mind (Billy Joel - Jones Beach Theater, Long Island), Life in the Fast Lane (Eagles - final September tour dates) Filmed Red Rocks show: for potential future release Top 50 worldwide tours of 2018: selling more than 445,000 tickets

BBC Biggest Weekend: played a six-song set on the second day of the festival in Swansea Reputation Tour: special guest for Taylor Swift’s first night at Wembley Stadium, performing Slow Hands together RTÉ Concert Orchestra special: performed nine songs from the Flicker album for broadcast in Ireland, later broadcast in France & South Africa Sounds Like Friday Night: performed acoustic version of On The Loose & interview  New York State Fair: played the headline show on the final day of the fair Official livestream: of Flicker World Tour Amsterdam show, in partnership with Live Nation, for a global streaming audience Late Late Show: performed Slow Hands on London episode Virtual reality concert: made London Flicker Sessions show available on MelodyVR platform

Sounds Like Friday Night: interview on BBC RTE: interview with Eoghan McDermott, as part of RTE Concert Orchestra Special The Project: interview on Australian TV The Voice Australia: guest mentor with Delta Goodrem Today Show: interview on Australian TV Sunrise: interview on Australian TV Studio 10: interview on Australian TV Late Late Show: guest on London show, brief appearance on show in October

TalkSport: co-hosted breakfast radio show in January & September Dubai Desert Classic: played in Pro-Am with Rory McIlroy and a competition winner, and participated in a golf clinic, helping two of his Modest! Golf clients gain entry to the pro event US Golf Masters: ambassador for Drive, Chip & Putt competition Ladies golf: signed Maguire sisters to Modest! Golf, announced Ladies event for NI Open in 2019 Ryder Cup: played in celebrity match & Team Europe ambassador BMW PGA Championship: played in Pro-Am with the winner of a BBC Children in Need charity auction Sky Sports British Masters: played in Pro-Am Interviews: ESPN, SkySports, BBC Radio 5, Golf Channel, Bunkered, Ladies European Tour, The Irish Times, Golf Magic, among others LUFC: provoked an infamous Twitter clapback from Leeds United Modest! Golf: supported four players who have secured tour cards for 2019

Irish referendum: supported the yes vote to legalise abortion March for Our Lives: supported cousin’s participation in march for gun control US politics: publicly denounced Trump (again) US mid-term elections: urged US citizens to vote

Horan & Rose: hosted the second edition of the charity gala & golf event, upping the total money raised for charity to £1.5 million to date Charity t-shirt: released second charity t-shirt raising funds for Cancer Research UK and the Kate & Justin Rose Foundation Rays of Sunshine: hosted teens at Flicker World Tour London soundcheck & show, donated Jingle Bell Ball Santa shirt for charity raffle Charity auctions: donated items for multiple fundraisers, including a signed guitar & VIP concert experience for a Grammy auction raising $4,500 for Musicares Foundation; signed boots to a Small Steps charity auction, raising £1,130; signed artwork; signed guitar to Cystic Fibrosis Foundation auction, raising €4,000 Anti-bullying Week: supported efforts to stop cyber-bullying on Twitter Instituto Projeto Neymar Jr: supported Brazilian football superstar’s work providing education for kids in Praia Grande, Brazil World Cancer Day: supported Cancer Research UK’s Unity Band initiative LauraLynn Hospice: spent time with kids in hospice care before Flicker World Tour Dublin show

BBC Radio 1 Breakfast Show with Nick Grimshaw: how real are these Niall Horan ‘facts’?, can Niall Horan remember his own lyrics? BBC Radio 1 Biggest Weekend: when Niall Horan met Shawn Mendes BBC Radio 1 Biggest Weekend with Matt & Mollie: Niall Horan answers questions he’s never been asked before EW: Niall Horan listens to Dua Lipa, Springsteen and more on tour - check out his exclusive playlist Billboard Pop Shop podcast: Niall Horan on new song 'Finally Free,' 'disappearing' after tour to work on next album & 8 Years of One Direction MORE FM: Niall Horan talks about his “intimate” connection with NZ The Edge afternoons with Jono, Ben & Sharon: Niall Horan talks about being mates with Dan Carter The Edge 30: Niall Horan says NZ is his favourite country to perform in Nova 969 Smallzy’s Surgery: could new Niall Horan music be on the way? Nova 969 Smallzy's Surgery: Smallzy’s backstage tour with Niall Horan Nova 969 Fitzy & Wippa: exclusive chat On Air with Ryan Seacrest: Niall Horan recalls best Flicker World Tour moments so far FUN 107 The Michael Rock Show: Niall Horan surprising secret to great hair Walk 97.5 Christina Kay: interview Coup de Main: interview - Niall Horan on his upcoming NZ show, recording live, and honesty in writing ‘Flicker’  Coup de Main cover story: interview - eye to eye with Niall Horan GQ Italia cover story: Niall Horan: my life after One Direction George Ezra & Friends the podcast: Series 2, Episode 1 Zeit Leo: "I get restless very quickly." Singer Niall Horan has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder. How music helps him, he tells here.

GQ Italia: Music Issue cover shoot Paul Smith: guest at Paris fashion show and spent time with the designer in his studio Revista GQ: Niall Horan is, right now, the only person who knows how to wear a shirt with undershirt as it’s done in 2018 Fashion Bean: best-dressed men of the week

US RIAA certifications: Slow Hands 3 x platinum, This Town 2 x platinum UK Official Charts certifications: Flicker x gold Australia ARIA certifications: Slow Hands 5 x platinum, Flicker x gold Canada Gold/Platinum certifications: Slow Hands 5 x platinum, Too Much To Ask x platinum Chile certification: Flicker x platinum Songwriting awards: BMI London Pop Awards Song for Slow Hands, BMI Los Angeles Award Winning Songs for Slow Hands & This Town  Spotify milestone: Flicker surpassed 1 billion streams in June 2018 Billboard #1s: achieved his 9th solo Billboard chart number 1, with Too Much To Ask reaching #1 on the Dance Club Songs Chart Billboard Year-End 2018: achieved album, song, radio, social and artist entries on the year-end charts US radio: On the Loose became Niall's fourth Top 20 single on Hot AC radio, and fourth single to chart on Mainstream Pop, Hot AC & AC radio formats, reaching #22 on pop radio Hollywood Music in Media Awards: Finally Free nominated for Original Song - Animated Film RTE Choice Music Prize: Slow Hands nominated for Irish Song of the Year iHeartRadio Awards 2018: winner of Best New Pop Artist & Best Lyrics (Slow Hands)

April: using soundchecks to come up with ideas October: wrote a tune on the piano November: ‘3 days into making tunes and it’s feeling good !!!!!’, ‘exciting watching ideas come to life in the studio’, in the studio with Julian Bunetta & John Ryan in Los Angeles I / II / III / IV, RuthAnne Cunningham tells CelebMix she will be writing with Niall for NH2 December: ‘exciting week of writing’, writing session with Jamie Scott, Mike Needle & Dan Bryer in London, ‘very much in writing mode’

Everyone loved Niall: and Niall loved everyone, but especially Hailee Steinfeld, whom he quietly dated while avoiding the media circus which often surrounds celeb relationships.

Soundcheck Q&A and Meet & Greets: made fan engagement a central part of his Flicker World Tour experience Golf events: made time for fans who came out to see him play at pro-am events Maintained boundaries: called out fans for taking creep shots & obnoxious behaviour Calmed audiences: and looked out for the wellbeing of fans at his shows, especially in Latin America Twitter & Instagram: read and responded to fan tweets and questions with a mixture of sincerity, gratitude, brutal honesty, and humour Jade: made one young fan’s night (/life) by inviting her up on stage to dance at the Allentown Fair show

Baby Marit: melted hearts everywhere offering reassurance to two new dads

#Niall Horan #2018 #highlights #aka NHighlights ;)

[typhonserpent]

🎂🐶🔶🍔🍦🍭👣⚽️🎮⌛️🎈🛍💸⭕️💠⚜🐻🐝🐋

Vengeance I see …

🎂- When’s your birthday? June 20th 1991

🐶- Favorite animal? Mantis shrimp

🔶- Favorite color(s)? Rainbow

🍔- Favorite food? Either mashed potatoes and gravy or breakfast burritos but this answer tends to change a lot.

🍦- Favorite ice cream flavor? Mint chocolate chip

🍭- Favorite candy? Tough call but I’m gonna have to say hersheys gold bar followed closely by cadbury eggs.

👣- What do you like to do in your spare time? I like writing, playing video games, and messing around with photo editing software mostly for memes.

⚽️- Do you like any sports? Not really, I watch the Superbowl once a year only because there’s always a party somewhere I can bum around at. Last year a friend of mine made homemade coney sauce and it was yummy.Sometimes I watch football but I have to have my partner sit there and explain everything that’s going on but I get to spend time with him and sometimes other friends and that’s the part I really like.

��- Favorite video game(s)? My favorite video game of all time is The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion BUT I also love love LOVE the Monster Rancher series especially Monster Rancher 2 and 4.

⌛️- Last thing you did before logging in? I’m perpetually on mobile and tend to browse constantly throughout the day but if you wanna get technical I rode the bus home from work, changed into comfy clothes, smoked a bowl of weed, and then actually sat down at my computer to type this.

🎈- Share a childhood memory! My fondest memories involve hiking up to a pond that was near the home I grew up and being a little eco terrorist who tried to catch frogs and snails lily pads and whatever cool things I could find. The turtles were fast swimmers and always stuck to the bottom of the pond so we couldn’t catch them, but one time I was there with a friend and he had a cast on his wrist so we were staying away from the water, but I spotted a BIG red bellied slider just swimming along near the shore and I pointed it out and he just DOVE in while holding only his arm above the water and he CAUGHT IT!!! AND his cast stayed dry! And we released it later but it was still the coolest catch I’ve ever seen and sometimes we still talk about it.

🛍- What was the last purchase you made for? I bought three strings of beads and some new beading needles at the craft store last week.

💸- If you had a billion dollars and could only spend it, what would you buy first? I would pay off my bills and get out of debt, and after treating my friends and fam to a really nice dinner I would buy a house.

⭕️- Favorite Pokemon? Always has and always will be Eevee.

💠- What is the Most expensive thing you own? Honestly probably my TV or my Nintendo Switch.

⚜- What is the most precious thing you own? frIENSHIP

🐻- Do you have any stuffed animals? LOTS I actually collect them! I could go on all night about them given the chance. One of the coolest ones I have is actually a King Ghidora plushie made by Ty, and my desk is home to this weird rainbow owl unicorn that was given to me by a good friend.

🐝- Favorite season? Autumn

🐋- Share a weird/funny story? One time I was talking to a customer and she asked if she could use our equipment for something (I forget what but we have a little work station where customers can work on their projects so nbd) and my brain tried to combine the phrases “feel free” and “help yourself” and I wound up saying, “Feel yourself.” and my coworkers have been laughing at me every since.

Send me an emoji if you can find one that Dunsparce didn’t send!

#typhon replies #long post #ask meme #Ty Dunsparce 💜💜💜

[smokeybrand]

Rerun

Apparently, Sylvester Stallone and Dolph Lundgren had a show they were pitching to studios. It was said to be a throwback to all f that, over-the-top, action from the 80s. ABC, owned by Disney, was the only studio to pass on the pitch. They didn’t even take the meeting. Sources say that they passed because the show isn’t “female focused”. As you can probably guess, the white boys are nettled. There’s a myriad of reasons why Disney wouldn’t take this meeting, none of which is sexist or white boy erasure. Just off the top of my head:

Stars are dead in America. There are only narratives and franchises now. No one in the age range of Disney productions even care about Stallone and Lundgren. I’m old enough to remember Rocky IV and i don’t care anything about that.

No one wants to see The Expendables on ABC. Do you know how much that type of show would cost? How much it would have to be edited to just make air? And that’s before Disney gets a hold of it. More than that, what the f*ck kind of story is that to tell in a serialized manner? A twelve hour long Expendables film? Hard pass!

This ain’t the 80s. Cats aren’t looking for a ton of testosterone and bullets in their programing anymore. Disney simply doesn’t make, and has never made, that type of programming. Getting upset because they’re staying on brand is dumb.

Speaking of brand, Disney has gameplan and this type of stuff doesn’t fit into it.Do they have an agenda focusing on women? Obviously. That’s where the future of cinema is heading. Women and minorities are starting to have a voice, a very loud one, and it’s only going to get louder. In this culture of SJW and #METOO, it only makes sense to cater to that growing audience. Black Panther and Captain Marvel made a billion dollars. The female led Star Wars trilogy has made almost 4 billion in two films with a third coming out in December. Where’s the money in going backwards?

Look, i get it. White dudes are seeing their grip on everything slipping, even if it’s just a little bit. They’re looking down the road and seeing a world where they are treated just like everyone else and they hate it. These dudes are losing parts and focus from Hollywood. It’s terrifying for these people o they lash out with “feminazi” and clandestine conspiracies of “erasing white culture”. Due, shut the f*ck up with all that. Why can’t Michel B. Jordan play Johnny storm, a fictional comic book character, when Emma Stone got to play Allison Ng, a real life, still alive, Asian woman? Cats are upset Ariel is being portrayed by a black woman. Ariel is a f*cking cartoon fish girl, man! How is that a problem?

I always hear it’s not fair because if they cast a white man in a traditionally black role, there would be outrage. Yes, of course there would be! Black people have had to fight for everything in America. We had to fight to literally be considered people and not chattel. A white person being cast as Blade would be far more damaging to our collective culture and identity than, say, having Idris Elba be James Bond. But that white privilege precludes any notion of sympathy for the “not pink dicks”. I’ve heard people complain about The Whiz after it got remade a few years back. Cats were upset as f*ck that there was an all black Wizard of Oz, saying that it as racist and unfair that there isn’t an all white production. Bro, The Wizard of Oz IS an all white production. Are you serious? It’s that disconnect and denial where all of this vitriol stems. There’s no agenda against white dudes, just a bunch of insecure assholes throwing a tantrum because there are more people playing with there toys than they like.

Ultimately, there’s no stopping this train. I don’t care for all of the PC nonsense that’s being dragged along with it, but i understand why it’s there. This is all brand new. Cats need to figure out that balance. We live in a world where the most successful franchise in the history of cinema, is being lead by women. Where a first time black director can create a scathing indictment about white people and they call that sh*t great cinema. Peele won an Oscar for Get Out and i couldn’t believe that sh*t. Black Panther made a billion dollars and was a hit around the world. That movie is a microcosm of the black experience in America. That sh*t wasn’t for anyone else and yet, EVERYONE went to go see it. Crazy Rich Asians blew the f*ck up and made Awkwafina a certifiable Star. I mean, she was before, ma is MAD talented, but now she has her own film in The Goodbye and there is a ton of Oscar buzz surrounding her. I’m not saying there isn’t a place for those 80s types of films. We got John Wick. What i am saying is that there is room for both Wick AND Atomic Blonde. What i am saying is i’d be more inclined to see Atomic Blonde over Wick because, in the words of Oscar winner Anthony Peele, “I’ve seen that movie before.” And there’s no amount infantile tantrums that will ever change my mind. Or anyone’s mind.

Progress marches onward. Representation steadily increases. Little by little, white, male, faces are being minimized and a more complete picture of the world is growing. We still have a ways to go, but i’m all for it. How is any of that something to stand against? How is any of that a thing worth fighting against? How sh*tty of a person do you have to be to believe any of that is wrong?

[beawhite]

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IT WROTE ITSELF

A PROJECT BY THOLANG MAHLOKO

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DIGITALLY COMPOSED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

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INTRODUCTION: MORNING PT1

EARLY MORNING BREATH CHANGING SEASONS TO HOURS

MORNING LIGHTS STRETCHS THE SHADOW, PEALED BACK AND DESOLVED REVEALING A NEW DAY

A SPACE AND MOMENT IN TIME WHEN THE RITUAL BEGINS

A CYCLE STARTS, THE FOUNDATIONS WIRED WITH YESTER YEARS MOMENTUM

IN THOUGHT, BEING, REACTION, EXISENCE

365 CHARACTERS: 24 PERSONALITIEES, 12 UNBREAKABLE HABBITS IN EACH INDIVIDUAL CHARACTER

A CYCLE OF 7 IN AN INFINITE EXPRSSION

THERE IS NO KNOWN LOOP ONLY FAMILIAR TEXTURES

IN SAND LIKE DREAMS WE CANNOT MAKE UP

WHAT HAPPENS WITH IN IS MICROSCOPIC

THE SUN THE LIGHT USED TO OBSERVE US FROM ABOVE

THE MOON ONY A REFLECTION OF THEIR ENVIRONMENT MEGASCOPIC TO OUR SENSATIONS

APEARENCE VERSUS REALITY WHEN REALITY IS NOT A CONSTRUCT OF WE

A WORLD OF PERMENET STRUCTURES AND REPLACEBLE LIVES

SECOND CLASS CITEZENS COMMERCIALIZED SLAVES OF EVERY COLOUR

COMMERCIALISED STUPIDITY,

YOU WILL NEVER EXIST IN A WORLD WHICH YOU HAVE NOT CREATED

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KIMSOMOE

INNER WORKINGS PT2

WHEN I LISTEN TO THIS TRACK I IMMEDIETLY START THINKING ABOUT INNER WORKINGS IN A CITY. HOW WE INTERACT, MORE ESPECILLY THE MACRO INNER WORKINGS, THE INVISIBLE DETAILS WHICH STEM FROM EACH INDIVIDUAL. THE SUBLE ELECTRICITY WHICH IS EVER PRESENT, EVENUALLY TTHE PEOPLE IN OUR DREAMS ARE KNOWN CHARACTERS AROUND US. THERE IS NO INVERSE, ONLY ANOTHER PERSPECTIVE. DO WE FUNCTION ON MISUNDERSTANDING? IS THE IDEA OF CURIOSITY OBSTRUCTED BY THE VERY THING WE DO NOT UNDERSTAND, THE INDIVIDUAL? WHEN ARE WE AND WHAT ARE WE REALLY DOING. THIS IS WHEN I BEGIN TO LAUGH AT MYSELF. THERE IS NO WAY ANYONE CAN TAKE THIS THING SERIOUSY, WHY WOULD NYONE PARTICIPATE? ANOTHER THOUGHT ARRISES AS I WRITE THIS, IT COULD BE POSSIBLE THAT THE WORLD IS MADE UP OF INDIVIDUALS WHO NEVER TRULLY PARTICIPATED. WE WERE ALL NOT PICKED AT SOME POINT. BUT I DIGRESS, THAT IS FOR COMEDY. ON A MORE SERIOUS NOTE, WE ARE ALL SCARED INDIVIUDALS EXPERIENCING THE SHCK TO TO EXISTENCE. NONE OF US HAVE LIVED TWICE TO EVER TELL THE STORY. PARTICIPATING WHILE BEING AWARE OF WHO THE IDEA CAME TO BE AND ALL THE POSSOBLE REASONS AND UNFINNISHED REASON TO ITS BEING. PLEASE HEAL AND GIVE YOURSELF TIME.

CORE

SOUNDS USED: 808 N/A

INSTRUMENTS: HI SHK2, CL OHH2, VB SHK1, DO K1, CSP SNR2, DHI SNR, CRP H, DSC H, KL H, UN HDJ BPL 03, 90'S DNnB PAD.

DIGITALLY COMPOSED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

KIMSOMOE

FORWARDS: PT3

SOUNDS USED: BAN K, SNP CLP, BNGO 3, CONGO 4, CONGO 7, TAB 2, REVOLVER BASS x2, REVOLVER WHISTLE x2, REVOLVER MANDOLIN x8, G VOCAL FX, F PACIFY, PHANTOM CHORD.

INSTRUMENTS: SOFT PIANO LABS x2, MOON GUITAR, TRUMPET, DRUMS.

DIGITALLY COMPOSED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

KIMSOMOE

INTRODUCTION PT4

What is the use of marketing purpose if your showing a billion images at once at an individual? There is no balance, the only curency witout waves is war and peace, a stagnant ocean with every creature dead preaching repetition and pardon. A teenage existence with an idea ploughed by media the first day it came to be, as a teenage shoot ever showerd by the static from electronic devices it stared and lost time to, lost pieces of sight, taste, scent, touch, hearing of sound and possible thought to. Self awereness contrasted with procrastinating. What a beautiful name given to the most vile thing we can do to ourselves. Procrastination is suicide, you do not get back the time you smeared all over the clock you have no idea came to be.

Life is the ability to participate in the most beautifuly and most RaRa (God in English) event ever to th etake place in any existence or possible existence, infinity. RaRa aware of itself, respectfuly with every being of my light through its light. This they call language is too part of the caurency with no wave. How many rules will you be taught about the language you based your survival on, a laguage and sound which is neither concered about you and never infinitly will, a language which changes the very ound of your inside voice, voice in dream, voice in being, including the voice which is. This is the most simple code ever write or ever though of which never was writen or even spoken, its a code which honestly does not go beyond the strucures of the sky, beyond that it is what every individual seeks, the truth, away from the fine detailed sigoggily manner, it is the light or idea we're all right about. Language is under developed to describe it. Each time an individual seeks a description of this the answer is to build and present what was built as thhe answer to their curiosity. The only language further there after is the laguage of building to communicate. A language equally as beautiful and necesary the building is the language of deconstruction.

HEAVY

SAMPLE USED: ANITA BAKER - LOVE YOU TO THE LETTER.

INSTRUMENTS: PERC 13, LOP SBR 4, DSC K, UN AFC OPH 05, UB KAT LAYER F #2, UN IL02 ASH IPI 16, UN SBR OTH 13, HI SHKR 5, WU RZA HAT 22#2.

DIGITALLY COMPOSED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

KIMSOMOE

LISTEN AND REMEBER: PT5

I HAVE THIS IDEA TO FILM A GENTLE WHO IVE SEEN AND WATCHED AS A CHILD WHEN MOVING TO KIMBELRLEY. THE GENTLE MAN PREACHES RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CITY WHERE INDIVIDUALS FREEELANCE WITHNO PAY AS INDIVIDUALS. A JOB TITLE WHICH BRINGS THE NOST REPULSIVE ANXIETY. MY DREAM WAS TO FILM HIM TALKING AND THEN EDITING THE FOOTAGE AS PART OF A PROJECT MAKING A SHORT FILM WITH THIS IDEA. I AM WRITING AND BUSY PUTTING TOGETHER THIS PROJECT. IT IS ITS WON DRIVER. I AM MEARLY THE VESSLE AND TOOL TO BE USED TO MAKE THIS COME TO LIFE.

HOPE

INSTRUMENTS: SOFT PIANO, STRINGS LONG, AMPLIFIED CELLO QUARTET, MOON GUITAR, DRUMS, TRUMPET.

DIGITALLY COMPOSED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

KIMSOMOE

NOPE: PT6

MY SIGHT IS NOT A MARKETING TOOL. MY TASTE IS NOT A BARGANING TOOL. MY FACE IS NOT A MEASURING TOOL. SIT DOWN AND BARE WITNESS THE POTRAIT NOT IN SCHOOL.

MY BREATHING THEY WANT IT.

MY FREDOM THEY WRITE IT. MY SYMPTOMS THEY SELL ME A LITTER OR BUCKE.

MY BODY I OWN IT THE COLTHING IS BONDAGE, EACH PIECE OF THEIR FABRIC IS PRISON FOR PROFIT. THE BLUE SKY HAS PATENTS. ADVERTS SCREEN WORDS, VERBAL CANCER PATIENCT. EACH ROCKET HIT THE MOON FLY A MIRROR SPACE SHIP.

ONIONS NEVER END, CARROT TOOTS KNOWN TO BEND. MONE GOT YOUR EYES OUT. EAGER WATCHING CLOWNS LIE. WE ONLY ETING SEED SPROUT.

ONLY BREATHING CLEAN NOW. DON'T FORGET TO BREATHE OUT. PERFECT THE BREATH IN. EACH DAY THE SKY IS NOT THE SAME, EACH MMENT THE SKY IS NOT THE SAME.S

JAMS

BONUS

DIGITALLY COMPOSED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

KIMSOMOE

DO NOT: PT7

DO NOT SUPPRESS MY THOUGHT. MY HAND ACCEPTS MY THOUGHTS. THE WORLD IS BURNING QUENCH THE THIRST ADD WATER STIR THE MELTING POTS. EXPRESS EXISTENCE KNOW THE PICTURE YOURSELF AS GOD.

KEEP THYSELF

INSTRUMENTS: SOFT PIANO, DRUMS,SLAP BASS, STRAT MUTE, PAD FIELD CHORUS, ATTACK TAP, ATTACK GLASS TAP, ATTACK BLIP, COLLIDER DESERT PING 01, ATTACK BLIP, COLLIDER DESERT PING 01, COLLIDER DESET RATTLE02, COLLIDER REVERSE BEEP , COLLIDER REVERSE RULER 02, FRATURE ABSTRACT 02, FRACTURE PERC 06, FRACTUE PERC10, ATTACK TAP 2, ATTACK GLASS TAP 03, ATTACK BLIP 03, COLLIDER DESSERT PING 01, COLLIDER DESSERT RATTLE 02, COLLIDER REVERSE BEEP 02, FRACTURE ABSTRACT 02 FRACTURE PERC, FRACTURE PEC 10.

DIGITALLY COMPOSED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

KIMSOMOE

CULTURE IS TOXI:C PT8

Cuture is toxic. What is it that an individual is able to achieve while being, in their own individuals mindset and by its own standards against itself and itself holesomely? What do i possess tha makes me worthy to even begin to think about describing what another individual is experiencing; in regards to existence. In this essay i will attempt to unpack my obsrvations from an individuals experience of existence.

Culture is the aquired abity of choosing to tolerate your enironment including everything with in the environment part of the same exisiting body, both aware and unaware in a condenced stucture which is forced to follow synthetic rules to everything it finds in this environment which it itself is forgine and alien to. everthought is a copy of its image in its minute scale throughout the infinite, using infiniy as a scale of measure. There is a specific presence which comes with structure, rutine, fixed form, conclusion, fear or control. It resembles a two-way mirror, your being feels the presence of others, you have aquired this skill and deveoped it your interire life and are presently developing it, infinity. This is when the human being functions below 30 percent of brain capacity. Everything around us is meant to affect and effect our minds and disrupt the natural flow of imagry in the mind. Existing in spaces filled with mixed races and energies, it is true that energy can be transfered thus proving that energy is different forms and states. Emotion can be translated to colour and sound; language as sound linked to the visual espect of reality as colour, the image we're seeing is a controlled mixes of colours, sounds, movments, vibrations and structured-confusion.

SOUL

INSTRUMENTS: SOFT PIANO, MODULAR PIANO, CHOIR, SOFT PIANO, STRINGS, SOFT PIANO, MOON GUITAR, AMPLIFIED CELLO QUARTET, LNG SHK1, ML SKR8, HI SHK3, BRW H, CID H1, CLN H3, BCK SNR, DR SNR, BEF K, BNC K, KICK 04.

DIGITALLY COMPOSED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

KIMSOMOE

Aristotle and Plato: PT9

Plato <conservitive teorist. use your brain

beter listen to your inner voice

''mortals think GODS are born like them, born etc''

''there is an eternal relm of ideas. Prorotypes, reflections of thing which we glance at here on earth''.

''we do not experience reality in the real world. only its dim shadow''.

''what was behind life. did it start with water or fire or other material. flesh?''

''ideal realities are perefect because it is imature and changing, objects wwe see around us are enfirior because the change. A perect object will not need to change because it was perfect. The heavenly bodies are not inferior, but they change in the same way...consistently''

nothing is more effective than practice.

writing in being

the language of being is silence while being. // a collection of data/ideas/information/exposure in a space of focus.eg art, sculoture, interactions, engeneering, designing, rain, illness ect.

it never ends.

You will never reach the tip of sight- Katvonte

you are between reality and system.

you are a transduce which updates and pgrades itself which silmutaiously reinvventing yourslf at th same pace you experienc ea nd explore a themomitor for self.

10:35: PT10

climbing the textures of sight

ladders of self, engineered experienced, thrgh sound pours, thoughts gasoing for air, the oxygen contaminated by language, transmitted in word, spoken in nibd remembered when clouds curse the body with thirst.

HE.i

< concept - twho vharacters, both are the same person. We one sleeps, the other wakes up.

Skin will shed

tightly closing eyelids darkened sight is future reference

blackest sky is frain clouds are watered floods are quencing

thirst a secondary espect tongues are taught to sound smooth

sounds prove proof water tight yet liquid penetrates bounds stood

skin will shed at times of rest

a hueman's colour information metermorphs

butterfly digitally menueverig to sweeter crops

crope circles, find earth, flat plane, suns left, smoke sight, feel hear, noise numb

i pricked scent

birth a preset, set of rules a throne to detect, deflower the petal it roots ground.

THANDI COMING HOME

SOUNDS USED: 23 TRO MLON C3 OOG

INSTRUMENTS: SOFT PIANO, CHOIR, STRINGS, APLIFIED CELLO QUARTET x2

(written on MUSESCORE)

DIGITALLY COMPOSED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

KIMSOMOE

INTRODUCTION PT11

Akama (2012) states that culture is“that complex whole which includes knowledge, belief, arts, society” (p. 91). Culture is passed on from generation to generation. The acquisition of culture is a result of the socialisation process. Explaining how culture is passed on as a generational heritage, Fafunwa (1974: 48) writes that: The child just grows into and within the cultural heritage of his people. He imbibes it. Culture, intraditional society, is not taught; it is caught. The child observes, imbibes and mimics the action of his elders and siblings. He watches the naming ceremonies, religious services, marriage rituals, funeral obsequies. He witnesses the coronation of a king or chief, the annual yam festival, the annual dance and acrobatic displays of guilds and age groups or his relations in the activities.

TIME IN HANDS

INSTRUMENTS: SOFT PIANO, STRINGS, CHOIR,GUITAR, GUITAR, OIEZO, SLAP BASS, , BL K.

DIGITALLY COMPOSED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

KIMSOMOE

DANGERS AND FEAR: PT11

What are you afraid of?

This is no way linked to fear or danger.I am afraid of not fulfilling my potential. I am afraid of seeing and experiencing, letting, everyone who believes in me, down and experiencing theing feeling after toward me. I nw realise that i am only incharge of my existence and what actions and choices i take/make. It is not i my power to change your mind. I am only there to provide my 'subjective'data and information so you want to react to it. i should not worry about what others react or how they react or anything tied to their reaction.

I now reatlise that i mostly fearded what others thought eg. what are you affraid when both parties are affraid, given that they have an equal expeience of existence. Staing calm alows one to slow their oppinions, environment, objects and subjects become clear and you are the force which directs the experience.

What makes you tick?

This is more evident that one should always kill internal and personal insecurieties. You only fold when you know the weak spot to be weak and you submit to yor oponent. ''Enemy'' is an emotive response and labe/classification you overwhelm yourself ith the energy of discovering weak spot in yourself and others coming to thst conclusion about yourself.

We are made in the image of God. if one creates an image after theirs that means we should be ourselves and perfect. Our Perfectness overwhelms our percieved imperfections. Nothing we do is imperfect, just does not suit our pallets.

The esiest way to build virtual reality is through a language.

TIRED

SOUNDS USED:

INSTRUMENTS: FG CUTTIN FUNK, WARM 8080808, DEP K, FK HAT 07, FK CLAP 03, SNARE DIAMOND TAPE, SAWER #2, PIANO BROKEN, ML SHK8, 7B, SHUFFLE, ORCH 1, SPACE BALLS, FIFOASLA, FILE 18.

DIGITALLY COMPOSED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

KIMSOMOE

SOUNDS HUMAN: PT12

Speaking language is the ability to understand sounds humans have designated subjectively as a collective to communicte by selectively assigning sounnd to emotion or feeling(feeling is not emootion, rather it is a descriotion of the osychological state an individual is in, influenced not only by the interaction within the moment but by their entire lives affect this moment furthermore the infkuences *external too* & choices add on to this perferct chaos of communication further more from life being one entire moments experience).

Emotions are subjective. in this existence we spend our entire lives barely able to communicte the idea of what we are thinking or how we percieve things. As individual why do we use only one languange? (Depending on where you are, i will use English in this regard) is the idea of laguage sso clouded that the us eof one language seems to be corret? I'll make an obsrvation: you as a person to boil a cup of tea for you with three seaspoons of sugar and no milk, the agree to your request bringing you a cup of tea, as you taste this tea, to your individuals perspective and eperirnce, this is nota two teaspoon cup of tea, it tastes like it has four. In sths short story what we should conceider are a few ideas anemly, the tea drinkers history and how she grew up and what two teaspoons of sugar is for her, through measurement or simply suggest that she had different spoon sizes growing up. This idea should be extended in also acknowlaging the perspective of the one who made the tea, their history and their personal undrstanding.

THE STORY BEHIND

BONUS.

DIGITALLY COMPOSED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY: THOLANG MAHLOKO

KIMSOMOE

What do you like?: PT13

purity - one should be transparnt beyond the barriers of the word, beyond the social bariers and current updates in modern day of the word and what individuals 9thriugh time0 set barriers to the word. This should not be confused with truth. Purity enables the individuals humanities be at an equilibriu and everything aligned to it.

thruth - '' including my enire existence, being, light, wisom, memeory, beyond, am not in ay different phases as i am now and will be later and in the future times we meet. Any shift and/or of phase, you will be updated.'' This topic should be the primary drive to existene and to the experience of life. Truth becomes, it is a part of what builds the force. No question, no doubt.

being - Ye. This is a state where one is. No internal factors are able to change thi state moreso, no external factors affect the individual.

focus - there are no barriers in the number of subjects or actions one needs to complete or brig to a state where you have completed what you need to do. Focus is the means to complete or do what needs to be done consostently. This is in no way appart of consistency.

consistency - The art of training the wills mind power to flowas you breathe, blink, digest, moveblood through your body, keep your electric megnatism flawlessly in pure pattern which is no pattern yet it flows. ''wate''.

understanding - In no way is this linked to submitting to anyone including to yourself. This is the ability to disect yourself, sift through yourself, better yourself and continue searching and eposing yourself to informtion.

know - mastering your environment is God. Your environment includes, self-knowledge, the awareness of life forms, the awareness of other knowledge and wisdom, mastering the unseen environment, the ability to put individuals in that mind frame.

action - This rukes out procrastination. This is applying and moving toard your goal or what ritual needs to be preformed to bring about this menifistation.

standing my gtound firmy - This includes the focus of all your likes ino oneself and applying this into the real world and the world percieved by individuals. This goes beyond anyones belief rather, the beief of truth.

afirm your ideas - Your ideas are an extention of yourself. Extended yourself and put life in it. Make in thr image of God.

the ability to see bryond people - ''the light in your eye is the space which your atoms have not connected''.

This is the ability to see the difference in force between oneself and the external environment which my existence has nothing t do with me. The abilitiy to anrticulate my history, ancistory and being. This helps exercise my future and affirms that the generaion will continue. Thishelps one understandtheir genetics and bility to procreate, exell, behave, diet, move, exposed to, how to conduct converstation and cntrol oneself.

cellphones are ment to silence you.

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