after the bomb exploded

Big List of Fantroll Facts from Hiveswap

This is all pulled straight from the game with 0 (or attempted 0) bias from me or @peckonthecheek

We have both played the game so I can verify several things on the list. Most of the information comes from @peckonthecheek​ who exhaustively did everything in the game and recorded useful information.

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With the potential of Lance maybe piloting the Red Lion in season 3, one of the ideas that excites me the most is the chance to see paladins with new bayards and weapons. At first I thought for Lance, the red bayard would transform into something short ranged- like a spear or actual lance, but Lance is the sharpshooter after all so why not EXPLODING BOMB ARROWS INSTEAD?

Maybe I’ve been playing a bit too much Zelda.

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Ballboy in tears after firework bomb explodes right behind him (Den Bosch vs Dordrecht)

“There’s a boy there with a ball in his hands… And emm. Yep, he’s got to leave, ofcourse. Just get out of there kid, ofcourse. They can suck it. It’s not the first firework bomb going off there. It’s very sweet of Romero Regelas to go straight to the ballboy to ask ’‘how are you doing buddy?”. But ofcourse, his ear hurts and he got scared. Ridiculous behavior, throwing fireworks near a kid. Then you’re out of your mind. Excuse me, but then you’re literally crazy. Well, they’ve got what they wanted, we’re going back inside. Oh no, they’re supporters of a football club, you’d actually say they want to see football. I don’t get it. Bunch of fools.“  - Commentator

(PLEASE NOTE THAT I MADE AN ERROR IN THE ORIGINAL POST NOT RECOGNIZING NSYNC. I NEVER GREW UP KNOWING NSYNC SO I’M VERY SORRY!)

NSYNC visiting Kacey Rueggseger in the hospital after suffering injuries from the Columbine High School Massacre. 

Kacey was in the library reading when the shooting began. When the call went out for everyone to get down, Kacey hid under one of the small tables in the southern bank of computer tables, and pulled a chair in front of herself. One of the gunmen stood in front of where she was hiding and told everyone with a white hat to get up so he could shoot them. They then shot an acquaintance of hers, Dan Steepleton. She also heard the gunmen make a racial slur to someone, something along the lines of: “Oh, a nigger. You’re a dead black boy.”

When they shot the boy who was hiding under the computer table next to her [later identified as Steven Curnow], she put her head down and covered her ears with her hands. She was then shot in the shoulder and when she cried out, the gunman who shot him told her to “stop your bitching”. She lay down then and pretended to be dead. 

Kacey remained under the table after the person who shot her moved away and she continued to hear bangs, some of which she thought were bombs exploding. After the gunmen left the room, two students tried to help her get out: [Craig Scott], brother to victim [Rachel] who was killed outside, and a girl, [Sarah Houy]. Kacey was unable to move quickly and was trampled by other students who were in a rush to leave the area. She managed to make it out of the building and to the police waiting outside where she was rushed off to the triage area.

Just months before the shootings Kacey had transferred to Columbine after two of her friends committed suicide and another had died of leukemia. Her parents wanted her to be in a more positive environment.

She suffered multiple injuries including a gunshot wound to the right shoulder, a through-and-through injury to her right hand that medical officials pulled a metal washer out of, and a gunshot graze on her neck. They pulled a shotgun wad out of her shoulder. At the hospital she was given at least two doses of morphine and was still in quite a bit of pain. A steel plate was put in her arm and she went through lengthy physical therapy. She was released from the hospital on May 1, 1999.

She went on to attend Colorado State University and had hopes of being an American Quarter Horse Association chapter champion in Denver once more, like she was before the shootings. As of April 2006, Kacey is fully recovered and happily married.

My Hero

Pairing - Pietro Maximoff x Female Reader

Word Count- 1089

A/N - I literally have zero request you guys. I really need some!! also this is shit lmao sorry

“All of these patients volunteered.”

Bullshit.

They could try and pass it off as civic duty, heroism, whatever. These people did not volunteer. They were forced here for the protection of their families and their country. 

It was a different story for Y/N, however. 

Both of her parents were HYDRA agents. Her father had died during a scrap with some SHIELD agents and she had been left with her mother at the age of ten. She showed no signs of loving her daughter. She never had. As soon as her father was out of the picture, Y/N was automatically put under testing. She was the first official HYDRA experiment.

When she was twelve, she developed Absorption. She could control and master anything she touched. They labeled her a success and she became somewhat of a super solider, only used for drastic missions. Most of the time she was stuck in a cell with nothing but a few books. Then the Maximoff twins were moved next to her.

The walls were thin and voices could carry over easily. The first time Y/N talked to Pietro was when he started to show signs of super speed. She could hear him hitting the walls, trying to stop it.

“Fighting it doesn’t help,” Her voice made Pietro jump. He had forgotten there were other experiments. “Just let it happen and grow. It hurts less.”

It was silent for a long time. Y/N figured that he couldn’t hear her and her attempt to help had been wasted. She heard another bump against the wall. “How long have you been here?” A thick accent carried over to her. He did hear her. 

“I was raised here.” She replied.

“I’m sorry.”

And that was it. 

Over the next few months, they became closer. She would read him chapters of the books she had stored in her tiny cell. He would talk about his sister, what happened to his parents. They never saw each other until they were forced out onto a mission together. Of course, Y/N thought Pietro was gorgeous. His hair was swept lazily to the side, streaks of blonde slowly starting to appear in his dark brown hair. Just another side effect. 

They walked out of the base next to each other, preparing to do whatever they had to do to survive. Y/N glanced at Pietro and give him a tiny smile. “I gotta say, Speedy, I always pictured you as a ginger.”

A smile spread across his face. “You’re just as fascinating and entrancing as I imagined.”

After that, a little bit of butterflies were in the pair’s stomachs every time they talked. A crush. A stupid crush on someone they would never be able to be completely happy with. And yet it just kept inevitably growing. Growing and growing until it became too big to extinguish. They were both fucked.

Then he disappeared. 

Y/N was never told where he went. He had gone on a mission with his sister and never came back. She tried to not feel heart-broken, but she couldn’t drown out the silence from the cell next to her. He was gone. Probably dead. She would never seem him again. 

Week after week, everything built up inside her like a bomb waiting to explode. She had to get out of here. She couldn’t be trapped here any longer. She didn’t want to, but she had to get a little blood on her hands to get out. 

Y/N killed fifteen agents, one of which was her mother. She managed to break out a few fellow experiments, but not all. That was too risky. 

She got as far away from the base as she could before realizing that she didn’t know what to do next. She had no family, no friends. The only person she cared about was more than likely dead. She had no money, no clothes, no shelter. What the hell was she going to do?

She was forced into a life of crime. Stealing food, living on the streets. There was nothing. She was miserable, but it was better than the hell she had been placed in before. 

One dark night, Y/N had been searching frantically for some sort of shelter. It was raining and cold. She barely had any heat seeming as she owned no coat or jacket. She watched her breath float out in front of her. Fuck. She was freezing. She could barely feel her legs. She was going to die out here.  

She felt her strength slip away and sunk down to the pavement.
She woke up in a hospital. 

Or was it a hospital? It looked a bit more.. private? No, this wasn’t a hospital. This was a bedroom. She tried to take in her surroundings, the bright lights making her flinch. She had to figure out where she was. She took in a sharp breath as her feet hit the cold floor, but trudged over to the door and slowly peaked out.

There was no sign of anyone else. A long hallway stretched out to an elevator. She looked out a window and noticed how high she was off the ground. Was this a tower? Where the hell was she? 

“Y/N, you’re awake." 

A familiar thick accent broke her out of confusion.

Y/N spun around and her eyes met with the boy who she thought was dead. His hair was blonde now, any trace of brown was erased. He was in some sort of suit. Was she dreaming? No, she couldn’t be. This felt too real.

"Pietro?” Her voice broke. Damn it. 

He gave her a timid smile. “Did you miss me?”

She let out a choked sob and hugged him. He was alive. She hadn’t left for nothing. 

“Where the hell are we?” She asked, causing him to laugh. 

“Stark Tower,” Pietro brushed a piece of hair out of her face. “It’s a long story, but the short version is I’m working with the Avengers.”

Her face twisted into confusion. “How did you find me?”

“I can’t really explain it,” He bit his lip. “I got an urge to go look for you. I didn’t know why. I thought you were still trapped at the base. I felt like something was wrong and you needed me. And you did.”

Y/N smiled. “You’re my hero, Speedy.”

Phases (Peter Parker)

Request:  Can I request a peter Parker imagine with the prompt “he’s in love with someone else” + “it’s just a phase”

Warning(s): V v v angsty, i’m not sorry, also quite short ? I needed to rush this

A/N: This has no happy ending, unless y’aLL WANT PART 2 ??//?

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You walked side by side next to your best friend, Peter Parker- on the way home from school. 

Aunt May couldn’t pick him up today, so you decided to offer your company to him as you both could walk home together.

“Thankyou for this, it wouldn’t sucked if you didn’t offer to walk me home.”

A smile appeared on both of your faces.

“Well, in the movies the guy usually walks the girl home. But I prefer it this way.” You mused teasingly, nudging his side with the (S/C) of your elbow. 

Peter blushed a little sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Oh hush.”

You giggled, both of your feet pitter pattering against the pavement below. New York was a little chilly today, despite it being in the warmer months. So both you and Peter were quite huddled together in order to keep some type of warmth.

“So that Stark internship, huh?” You looked to him, “how’s that working out?”

“O-oh, the internship? Yeah! Its awesome! I love uh- doing stuff with Tony Stark. He’s so cool (Y/N)! But he keeps calling May hot…”

You snorted a bit, laughing to the right of Peter. “Oh really? Wow, Tony Stark might be an important figure in your life before you know it then.”

Peter cringed, “oh no thanks, he’s already in my life enough and I’d like it to stay as that!” He said rather playfully, making you smile.

“I’m happy for you, though. Y’know this is a big deal for you? I’m glad! Your futur-”

Peter quickly cut you off, after looking down at his phone.

“Shit, (Y/N). I’m sorry, but i’ve got to- uh- the internship! Mr. Stark is waiting for me around the corner.. uh- yeah! I’m sorry! Walk home safe! I’ll call you later!”

Before you could respond or look up, he was running off elsewhere.

“Huh.” You wondered to yourself, watching him with confusion.


A frown was placed firmly onto your lips as you watched Peter Parker, your best friend, gazing at Liz Allen with awe in his chocolate orbs. He’d never looked at you like that.

“C’mon, (Y/N). This isn’t going to make you feel any better.” Michelle sighed, sitting next to you in her desk.

Liz Allen was currently promoting a new club in each given class, like the angel she was- she almost hosts every single club she can manage in the school. Art Club, being a new one.

Of course Peter was practically drooling at the sight of the senior, idolising her perfection and grace.

“Yeah, well it’s good to know that he’s in love with someone else.” You mumbled, fiddling with your pen and looking away from Peter who was sat a few seats behind on Michelle’s row.

The boy had been your good friend since the age of 5- 10 years ago from now. Ever since the age of 10, you’ve had a huge crush on him. MJ found this out easily, since she could read you like a book and she knew practically everything about you. When Peter drifted away, it was obvious that he had done it unintentionally in order to get Liz’s attention. It was slowly working for him. It was cruel how for 5 years you’ve been trying to get his attention in a romantic way, but the minute Peter tries with another girl for 2 months it works flawlessly.

“Well, maybe it’s just a phase?” 

“MJ, if it was a phase I’m sure he wouldn’t be moving further and further away from me. He loves her, you and I can both see that.”

Michelle sighed, seeing as she wasn’t going to get anywhere with you right now.

“Right, Liz. That was a lovely presentation! Hopefully some of the students from this class join the art club!” Mr. Fergeson gleefully chirped, smiling broadly at Liz Allen.

Liz grinned, “Thankyou Sir. It’d be great to see some familiar faces there!”

After that, Liz slowly left with a few of the fellow Art club members to promote elsewhere- leaving History class to drag on yet again.


It was a few weeks after the Decathlon Team’s incident in Washington, after a bomb exploded and almost killed everyone that was trapped- including a majority of your friends. However, Spider-Man managed to save everyone just in time.

In these few weeks, the school had erupted in excitement for Homecoming. Everyone but you.

“So.” You cleared your throat a bit, looking to Ned and Peter. “Are you two going to Homecoming?”

Peter looked up, a grin eager on his lips. “Yeah! Guess what, (Y/N)? Me and Liz are going together too. I don’t know how it happened but- shit, I’m so excited. Ned is going too, right?”

Ned nodded, “surprisingly.”

You felt your chest tighten, your hand clasping at your knee to keep yourself from exploding with annoyance due to the situation. “Oh really? Wow! I’m happy for you.”

No you weren’t. 

Well, you weren’t happy that he wasn’t seeing your obvious feelings for the 5′8 boy. But you were happy that he was happy.

“Are you going?” Peter tilted his head in curiosity.

“Oh- no, no I don’t think so. Stuff like that isn’t really my thing.”

Peters face dropped lightly before nodding, “well at least you don’t have to worry about getting a dress.”

“Yeah, thats a good thing.”

A dress would’ve been the least of your worries anyway. 

The bell quickly signalled the end of lunch as you picked up your half eaten lunch tray, as well as Ned and Peter.

“Oh, I probably won’t get the chance to tell you this but have fun at Homecoming, Pete. You too Ned.”

The two boys smiled, “thankyou, (Y/n).”


It was officially the night of homecoming, with Michelle at your door annoyed and frustrated.

“You cannot be depressed over this, (Y/N).” Michelle sighed, standing in your bedroom with her arms folded.

“I just don’t want to go, okay MJ?”

“No, its not okay (Y/N). You’re not going because you cant bare to go because you don’t want to see Liz and Peter together.” 

You glared a bit at your best friend, frowning as you laid in your bed with your pyjamas misplaced on your body with your hair in a messy bun.

“Yes? You’re stating the obvious.”

“(Y/N)! You’ve been excited for this day all year!” Michelle retorted- hands in the air. 

Michelle was already dressed for the school event, a yellow dress being worn by her with her hair styled as usual. MJ was never the one to go over the top for events.

“Well, not anymore I’m not. It’s a waste.”

Michelle sighed, frowning heavily. “This is pathetic (Y/N). You could try and perhaps turn up in a pretty dress and swoon him somehow! I dunno!”

“No.” You cried out, grabbing your pillow and placing it over your face. “I don’t wanna ruin anything, he’s happy with Liz and thats how it’s gonna be.”

MJ stared at you for a moment, taking in your words. “All right, well, I tried. I’ll let you know if anything interesting happens at homecoming. I’ll see you later.”

With that, she left. Leaving you alone with your thoughts once again.


Apparently, Peter only showed up to Homecoming for a minute before leaving for the whole night and Liz was now moving elsewhere after her father was arrested on Friday evening.

So Monday was interesting, Peter was still however- distant as usual. He even had to leave class for some odd reason.

But to your knowledge, you didn’t know a thing about Peter Parker at all. You didn’t know who he was anymore, as in the past few months and since the Stark Internship he had changed a little slightly. Maybe it wasn’t Liz after all, maybe it was just time and him being molded into his true self.

Maybe you and him weren’t meant to be together. 

Maybe it wasn’t ‘just a phase’.

Nagasaki after the atomic bomb

At 11:02 a.m. on Aug. 9, 1945, the bomb, nicknamed “Fat Man,” exploded approximately 500 meters above Nagasaki, Japan. It instantly killed an estimated 70,000 of the city’s population. Three days earlier, on Aug. 6, 1945, an American B-29 Superfortress bomber called Enola Gay dropped a uranium-235 bomb on Hiroshima, eventually killing at least 140,000 people. It was the first and only time nuclear weapons have been used. Their destructive power was unprecedented, incinerating buildings and people and leaving lifelong scars on survivors, not just physical but also psychological, and on the cities themselves. Days later, World War II was over.

On the 72nd anniversary of the U.S. atomic bombing of Nagasaki and amid growing tension between Washington and North Korea, here’s a look back at that fateful event. (AP/Getty images)

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Destroyed Urakami Cathedral is see just after the atomic bomb was dropped in Aug. 1945 in Nagasaki, Japan. (Photo: Yasuo Tomishige/The Asahi Shimbun via Getty Images)

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Almost nothing remained of this district in Nagasaki, Japan, as the result of the atomic bomb attack. (Photo: Corbis via Getty Images)

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Four months after the U.S. atomic bombing of Nagasaki, an unidentified person stands beside a seared tree amid ruins and rubble, Nagasaki, Japan, Dec. 9, 1945. (Photo: Alfred Eisenstaedt/The LIFE Picture Collection/Getty Images)

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Keloids cover the back of a survivor of the Nagasaki atomic bomb. Keloids are dense, fibrous growths that grow over scar tissue. (Photo: Corbis via Getty Images)

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The remains of Mitsubishi steel plant, which was 1 ½ miles from where the U.S. dropped an atomic bomb in Nagasaki, Japan. (Photo: Bernard Hoffman/The LIFE Picture Collection/Getty Images)

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A female Nagasaki atomic bomb victim receives a treatment at Shin Kozen Elementary School in Aug. 1945 in Nagasaki, Japan. (Photo: Yasuo Tomishige/The Asahi Shimbun via Getty Images)

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Former business district of Nagasaki in Sept. 1945 where 18,000 hotels, office buildings and homes once stood before the total devastation of the U.S. atomic bomb dropped a month earlier. (Photo: Bernard Hoffman/The LIFE Picture Collection/Getty Images)

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Remains of trolley car in foreground, 2 ½ miles from where the U.S.dropped an atomic bomb in Nagasaki, 1945 (Photo: Bernard Hoffman/The LIFE Picture Collection/Getty Images)

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A small atomic bomb survivor receives a treatment at temporary hospital set at Shin Kozen Elementary School on Sept. 23, 1945 in Nagasaki, Japan. (Photo: Yasuo Tomishige/The Asahi Shimbun via Getty Images)

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Completely destroyed Urakami Cathedral is seen, 500 meters from the epicenter of Nagasaki atomic bomb, in Aug. 1945 in Japan. (Photo: Eiichi Matsumoto/The Asahi Shimbun via Getty Images)

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Lieutenant Colonel Kermit Beahan, who dropped an atomic Bomb in Nagasaki, is shown in Chicago Ill., on Sept. 19, 1945. (Photo: Keystone-France/Gamma-Keystone via Getty Images)

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Devastation left after an atomic bomb exploded over Nagasaki, Japan, on Aug. 9 1945. No precise date is given for the photo, which was taken not long after the explosion. (Photo: U.S. Signal Corps/AP)

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The hospital at Nagasaki Medical College, located only 800 meters from ground zero, was destroyed when the United States dropped an atomic bomb on the city at the end of World War II on Aug. 9. 1945. Only the reinforced concrete buildings remain standing. (Photo: Corbis via Getty Images)

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This is the type of atomic bomb exploded over Nagasaki, Japan, in World War II, the Atomic Energy Commission and Defense Department said in releasing this photo in Washington, Dec. 6, 1960. The weapon, known as the ‘Fat Man’ type, is 60 inches in diameter and 128 inches long. The second nuclear weapon to be detonated, it weighed about 10,000 pounds and had a yield equivalent to approximately 20,000 tons of high explosive. (Photo: AP)

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August 1945 damage from the atomic bombing of the Japanese City of Nagasaki at the end of world war two. (Photo: Universal History Archive/UIG via Getty Images)

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A Japanese civilian pushes his loaded bike down a path which has been cleared of the rubble. On either side of the path debris, twisted metal, and gnared tree stumps fill the area in Nagasaki on Sept. 13, 1945. This is in the center of the devasted area. (Photo: Bettmann/Getty Images)

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The crew of the United States Army Air Forces B-29 Superfortress ‘Bockscar’, which dropped the atomic bomb ‘Fat Man’ on the Japanese city of Nagasaki on Aug. 9, 1945. Front row, left to right: flight engineer John D. Kuharek, gunner and assistant flight engineer Ray Gallagher, tail gunner Albert Dehart, radio operator Abe Spitzer, unknown. Back row, left to right: bombardier Raymond ‘Kermit’ Beahan, navigator James Van Pelt, co-pilot Charles Donald Albury, co-pilot Fred Olivi and pilot Major General Charles W. Sweeney. (Photo: FPG/Hulton Archive/Getty Images)

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A young man lies on a mat with burns covering his body, after falling victim to the explosion of the atom bomb over Nagasaki, Japan, 1945. (Photo: Corbis via Getty Images)

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A child with her mother in Nagasaki on the morning after the dropping of the atomic bomb, Aug. 10, 1945. Both have received a rice dumpling from emergency supplies. They were 1.5 km southeast of the Epicenter. (Photo: Galerie Bilderwelt/Getty Images)

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Smoke billows over the Japanese city of Nagasaki after an atomic bomb was dropped on the city Aug. 9, 1945. (Photo: Stringer/Reuters)

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Battered religious figures rest among the rubble of Nagasaki after the atomic bombing of the city by American armed forces on Aug. 9, 1945. (Photo: Corbis via Getty Images)

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Men who helped drop the second war-stopping atomic bomb on Nagasaki, Japan, study a map of their objective shortly before the take off of the B-29 “77” which dropped the bomb on Aug. 9, 1945. Left to right: Capt. Theo J. Van Kirk, navigator, who also made flight aboard the ‘Enola Gay’ when it dropped the first atom bomb on Hiroshima; Major Sweeney, commanding officer of the 393 bomb squadron and pilot. (Photo: Bettmann/Getty Images)

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View of the radioactive plume from the bomb dropped on Nagasaki City, as seen from 9.6 km away, in Koyagi-jima, Japan, Aug. 9, 1945. The U.S. B-29 superfortress Bockscar dropped the atomic bomb nicknamed ‘Fat Man,’ which detonated above the ground, on northern part of Nagasaki City just after 11am. (Photo: Hiromichi Matsuda/Handout from Nagasaki Atomic Bomb Museum/Getty Images)

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General view in July 1946 of the Nagasaki Medical School in Japan. It was located at about one kilometer from where the American atomic bomb was dropped. The structure of the buildings held but debris and fallen trees are everywhere. One year after the explosion, the ruins of the bombing are still in evidence. The city, which is still radio-active, has been deserted by the survivors. (Photo: Keystone-France/Gamma-Keystone via Getty Images)

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Nagasaki in ruins after the atomic bombing of Aug. 9, 1945. (Photo: Roger Viollet/Getty Images)

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Only the reinforced concrete buildings of the Nagasaki Medical College hospital remain standing after the United States dropped its second atomic bomb on Aug. 9, 1945. The hospital was located 800 meters from ground zero of the atomic bomb explosion. (Photo: Corbis via Getty Images)

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The shapes of a man and ladder on the wooden wall of a factory is seen about 4 km away from where the atomic bomb ‘Fat Man’ was dropped on an unknown day of August, 1945 in Nagasaki, Japan. The areas shadowed by a man and ladder remained unburnt by the energy of the ‘Fat Man’ bomb dropped in Nagasaki on Aug. 9, 1945. (Photo: The Asahi Shimbun via Getty Images)

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One building still stands in a cityscape devastated by the atom bomb on Nagasaki, Japan. (Photo: Corbis via Getty Images)

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The flight crews of two planes go over planes for the dropping of the first atomic bombs. The middle-aged man in the center is Lt. Col. Payette. On the left, in the foreground in profile is Lt. Ralph Devore. The man looking over Payette’s shoulder is Major Chuck Sweeney. Sweeney commanded and Devore flew with the mission to drop the second bomb on Nagasaki. To the right in profile are Lts. Thomas Ferebee (in cap, with mustache) and Morris Jeppson, both of whom flew with the first mission to bomb Hiroshima. (Photo: Corbis via Getty Images)

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Wherein Summer Intern Alexandra Greenway discusses this week’s Silent Sunday Nights pick: ASK FATHER (’19)

Hello!  It’s me!  I’m back and ready with another silent film to put on your radar: Harold Lloyd’s ASK FATHER (’19).  Much like last week’s MASTER OF THE HOUSE (’25), this one is for sure required watching – but for quite different reasons.  While MASTER OF THE HOUSE was a social masterpiece, ASK FATHER is one of Lloyd’s many achievements in slapstick, the tour de force of the silent era.  Like Keaton and Chaplin, Lloyd did all his own stunts, often putting himself in danger.  On one occasion, Lloyd blew off two of his fingers after what was mistaken for a fake bomb exploded in his hands while he was using the wick to light a cigarette.  For the rest of his career he disguised his deformity with a prosthetic glove which, although useful, was pretty noticeable.  

These stories are mind-blowing when compared to today’s film production, but the thing is – they’re pretty dime a dozen.   Chaplin, Keaton, and Lloyd all did their own stunts which – AGAIN – is AMAZING.  But what I think is most significant to recognize is how influential the camera work of these films is.  For a long time, film theorists have analyzed film by cataloging a film language. What does the light suggest about the mood? What does the editing suggest about the characters’ inner consciousness?  How does the soundtrack support or contradict the context of a scene?  These are the kind of questions most often posed by film analysts.  But silent film can point to a new way of understanding film, Gilles Deleuze’s ‘movement-image’.  


I’m not gonna get too heady here, I promise.  All I’m tryna do is emphasize the importance of slapstick in silent films to how we understand (and probably why we appreciate) movies.  Now, Deleuze (like many scholars) is a deep, heady, wordy guy.  He’s a philosopher, so his job is talking, thinking, and writing about the kind of stuff that most of us sort of nod along to in between more pressing concerns like, “how do I register for health insurance…?”. “what’s wrong with my foot?”, “is there a squirrel stuck in my wall or am I under demonic possession?”, etc.  In any case, he’s come up with this idea of a ‘movement-image’ as a way to re-think not only cinema, but our understanding of the world.  To Deleuze, cinema is not just a bunch of still images played in succession, it is a new way of viewing, a way of creating that is spontaneous and not necessarily causal.  The image does not build the movement, the movement defines the image.   Basically: gifs.  A gif (which is really just a capsuled version of video media) captures emotion that exists without context.  It’s not a photograph, but it’s not a video.  It’s a Deleuzian dream – so tell THAT to your professor who thought your inclusion of Mean Girls highlights in your final presentation was trite.  

Why do I bring all this up?  To point out that silent films are not fossils – they don’t belong in a museum/attic/basement/tomb/forgotten storage cube.  They are just as relevant - if not more relevant – than ever.  There’s a reason that a lot of gifs come from film – especially silent film.  The images are so striking, they evoke something intangible yet extremely visceral.  Silent films (perhaps like all relics) point us to the core of our film appreciation.  They are basic at times, but they are the building blocks of cinema, not to mention media in general.  Harold Lloyd is why we have Tarantino, Kubrick, Varda, Spielberg, et al.  So – like I said last week – we should savor them.  

Tune in to ASK FATHER this Sunday, June 18th, at midnight on TCM.  We’ll also be showing THE FIRST AUTO (’27), another can’t-miss from the silent era.  I’ll see you next week – and in the meantime, tune in to TCM for all the classic content your heart can desire.  

What movie were you watching?

Or, DCEU’s Superman is both heroic and hopeful

So, I guess we’re here again. One two minute clip from the CW and my dash gets transported back in time. All of a sudden I gotta hear fandom discourse all over again about how “at least this superman does heroic things.”

When I hear these things, the only thing I can honestly think of is - what movie were you watching?  

Let’s run down a list of heroic things that Superman/Clark Kent did in just the course of BVS: 

  • Saved a girl from a burning building 
  • Dragged a huge ship from where it was stuck in the ice 
  • Saved people in a rocket ship when it was about to explode 
  • Rescued people who were trapped from a flood 
  • Helped get people to safety after that bomb explodes 
  • Saved all of Metropolis from Doomsday 
  • Saved LEX from Doomsday 
  • SAVED THE ENTIRE WORLD FROM DOOMSDAY AT THE COST OF HIS OWN LIFE???????????????????

I’m honestly so confused??

He’s heroic is smaller ways, too, as Clark Kent. “The types of stories we tell matter,” he tells Perry White. He wants the Daily Planet to stand for something. When he gets blocked, he just goes on off on his own to investigate. Because it’s the right thing to do. 

The whole reason he warns Batman off is because he sees Batman as an affront to human dignity and the process of justice and fairness.  

OSTENSIBLY WHAT HE THINKS IS HIS LAST BREATHE WHILE STARING UP AT A DERANGED DUDE DRESSED AS A BAT IS TO ASK TO SAVE THE LIFE OF HIS MOTHER LIKE

ARE Y’ALL WATCHING THE SAME MOVIE AS ME OR WHAT???????????

Ok, enough ranting. 

On the real though, the greatest, most heroic thing about this version of Superman, about MY version of Superman, is that he thinks about what it means to be good. What it means to do the right thing. He doesn’t take goodness for granted. Doesn’t assume that because he’s a Good Person, then all his actions must be good, too. He understands the sometimes terrifying meaning behind his power. He struggles with what being powerful as a god means in terms of goodness. He chooses to be good, time and time again - even when it really sucks, even when there’s an easier path, even when the world hates him. 

This dude could be a god and he knows it and that terrifies him. All that power and he doesn’t seek godhood. 

He’s just a guy trying to do the right thing. 

What kind of heroic were are people looking for? 

Strike Back’s whumps’ list

(referred to Serg. John Porter character)

Season 1 Chris Ryan’s Strike Back

.01: shot in the shoulder, bleeding, treated on the field, hospital care, arm sling.

.02: captured, beated and bloody cut on his cheekbone, tooth extracted without anesthesia, beaten and tied up, locked into a trunk, tied up to a table and tortured, tied up, sword cut and fought, under heavy gunfire, dressed forearm.

.03: arrested, fought and restrained, beaten and gun on his head, tied up and gagged, cuts on is face, rough fight, cut on his arm and bloody bruises.

.04: shot, treated on the field, passed out for the pain, dressed wound.

.05: captured and tied up, under heavy gunfire, captured again and handcuffed, hardly hit, tied to a cross under the blazing sun, bruises.

.06: still tied to a cross under the blazing sun and bruises,  tied to a chair and threatened with russian roulette game, fought, under heavy gunfire.

Season 2 Project Dawn

.01: kidnapped and tied up, beaten and many bloody bruises on his face, killed.

Strike Back’s whumps’ list 

(referred to Serg. Michael Stonebridge character)

Season 2 Project Dawn

.01: into a hostage situation, captured.

.02: fought and bloody but on his cheek.

.03/05: none.

.06: shot in the leg, treated on the field.

.07: none.

.08: cut on his cheek, captured and covered in blood, bloody cut on his forehead and his shoulder, unconscious on a stretch and restrained, dizzy and confused, collapsed on Damien’s arms, hospital care.

.09: still cut on his forehead and shoulder wound dressed, under heavy gunfire.

.10: still cut on his forehead and bruises on his face, fought without consequences.

Season 3 Vengeance

.01: head against the mirror,  cut on his forehead, upset and shocked.

.02: still scar on his forehead, under heavy gunfire, bruises on his face, upset and shocked.

.03: still scar on his forehead, still upset, under heavy gunfire, fought and kneeling to the groin, bloody nose.

.04: under heavy gunfire.

.05: under heavy gunfire, hiss in ears for stun grenade, under heavy gunfire.

.06: hit by granade explosion blast and passed out, bloody bruises on his face and elbow and cut on his cheek and wound on his chest, medicated on the field, under heavy gunfire.

.07: none.

.08: under gunpoint, hit by a bazooka shot’s blast, numb and captured, bloody bruises after a beating (not shown), tied up and muzzled, used for an hostage exchange, medicated on the field, under heavy gunfire.

.09: exposed to nuclear radiation, under heavy gunfire.

.10: bruises on his face, kicked, bloody cut on his forehead, rough fight.

Season 4 Shadow Warfare

.01: under heavy gunfire, fought, hit by bazooka and boat explosion, unconscious underwater.

.02: under heavy gunfire, hit on the lifewest, captured and knocked out, tied up and tortured, rough fight.

.03: fallen and cut on his forearm with deteriored shells.

.04: still bruises on his face, dressed wound on his forearm, under heavy gunfire, blurred vision and after stiffness and pain in the arm.

.05: still bruises on his face, blurred vision in several occasions, blood samples taken, under heavy gunfire.

.06: still bruises on his face, under sniper gunpoint, blurred vision (plus Locke’s whumps).

.07: undercover in jail, hit at his flank with a blackjack, fought against various opponents, pain in the arm and blurred vision, revealed his sympthoms are due to exposition to a neurotoxin and they will get worse with paralysis and respiratory complications, fought, coughing and blurred vision, hit and knocked out, bloody cut on his forehead and handcuffed.

.08: still bloody cut on his forehead and handcuffed to a strench, coughing and blurred vision, restrained to a stretch, fever and respiratory difficulties, fought, coughing and paralyzed arm, difficulties to walk and blurred vision, captured, restrained to a stretch, injected himself with antitoxin, still weak and paralysed arm, in hospital bed with IV and sensors attached to the chest recovering.

.09: fought, under heavy gunfire, fought, jumped from a running train, captured.

.10: kidnapped and hooded, fought and under gunfire, jumped on a running car, angry, under heavy gunfire, used as trading goods, bruises on his face and neck.

Season 5 Legacy

.01: under heavy gunfire twice, fought and some bruises, rough fight and dislocated shoulder.

.02: shoulder treated and morphine injection, sore, still bruises on his face, under heavy gunfire.

.03: still bruises on his face, ambushed and under heavy gunfire, fought, under heavy gunfire and cornered and separated from his team.

.04: rescued from a difficult situation, bruises on his face, jumped on a running truck, fought, jumped from a running truck, under heavy gunfire.

.05: under heavy gunfire, jumped outside a window and almost hit by a running train, under heavy gunfire, punched in the face by Damien, hunted by enemies and surrender himself.

.06: tortured physically and emotionally, tied up to a chair and cut on his nose, fought, threatened, hit with a gun butt three times, bloody cut on his head, under heavy gunfire twice.

.07: hit by a kick on his jaw, under heavy gunfire.

.08: passed through a wall of fire, arrested and punched into the stomach, old bruise on his cheek, under heavy gunfire, entrapped into a burning armor truck.

.09: old bruise on his cheek, arrested and handcuffed, fought, under gunfire, trapped, captured, under gunpoint, under heavy gunfire, under nuclar bomb threat during deactivation, under heavy gunfire, involved into a helicopter crash (plus Locke’s whumps) .

.10: involved into a helicopter crash, unconscious on the ground, bloody cuts on right side of his face, upset, surrounded by enemies, crushed by shots into a simulated scenario, under heavy gunfire, jumped off a dam, sore, worried for Damien, captured and fought, bloody eyebrown, surrounded by enemies, under heavy gunfire, hiss in ears for stun grenade, fought, hand stabbed with a knife, bloody cut on his head, shot in the leg, bloody hand wound dressed on the field, swollen bruise on his cheek.

Strike Back’s whumps’ list 

(referred to Serg. Damien Scott character)

Season 2 Project Dawn

.01: fight for money, bruises on his face, captured.

.02: hit in the abdomen, shot in the leg, treated and bullet extracted on the field, captured, hit on his forehead and bloody cut, into a hostage situation.

.03: fought, drugged collapsed and kidnapped, bomb vest exploded.

.04: unconscious after explosion, some bruises.

.05: shot in the abdomen, morphine.

.06: aftermath of the shot in the abdomen: bleeding, collapsed, hospital care.

.07: bruise on his forehead.

.08: still bloody bruise on his forehead, on a minefiled without consequences.

.09: cuts on his face, under heavy gunfire.

.10: fought, cut on his cheek.

Season 3 Vengeance

.01: hit by explosion blast and passed out, wound treated on the field, surrounded and hit, captured and tied up, hanged by his arms and used as punching bag, manhandled and slammed to the ground, blood on his mouth, fought.

.02: under heavy gunfire, bruises on his face and neck.

.03: captured and tied up to a chair without consequences, under heavy gunfire.

.04: under heavy gunfire.

.05: fought without consequences, under heavy gunfire, hiss in ears for stun grenade and coughing, under heavy gunfire.

.06: under heavy gunfire.

.07: none.

.08: rough fight, under heavy gunfire.

.09: exposed to nuclear radiation, under heavy gunfire, hit by explosion blast and bruises on his face.

.10: still bruises on his face, under heavy gunfire.

Season 4 Shadow Warfare

.01: under heavy gunfire, hit by bazooka and boat explosion, unconscious underwater.

.02: under heavy gunfire, upset, captured and knocked out, tied up and tortured.

.03/06: under heavy gunfire, always without consequences…

.07: undercover in jail, hit at his flank with a blackjack twice, fought twice, captured.

.08: handcuffed and kidnapped.

.09: under gunfire, upset, under heavy gunfire, fought, under heavy gunfire, fallen from running train and passed out, attacked by a dog without consequences, captured .

.10: kidnapped and hooded, fought and under gunfire, jumped on a running car, angry, under heavy gunfire, used as trading goods.

Season 5 Legacy

.01: under heavy gunfire, jumped from a blown water bike without consequences, fought.

.02: under heavy gunfire twice.

.03: hunted by enemies and under heavy gunfire, car down a cliff in the jungle without consequences and on the run.

.04: on the run, jumped from a running motorcycle, heartbroken.

.05: hit twice, under heavy gunfire, jumped outside a window and almost hit by a running train, under heavy gunfire, fought, upset, hunted by enemies and surrender himself.

.06: chained to the wall, tortured physically and emotionally, tied up to a chair, fought, under heavy gunfire, sick worried (plus Finn’s whumps), under heavy gunfire.

.07: under heavy gunfire.

.08: arrested and punched into the stomach, manhandled, under heavy gunfire, entrapped into a burning armor truck.

.09: arrested and handcuffed, rough fallen to the ground without consequences, trapped, under gunpoint, under heavy gunfire, under nuclar bomb threat during deactivation, under heavy gunfire, involved into a helicopter crash.

.10: involved into a helicopter crash, bloody cut on his head, upset, surrounded by enemies, crushed by shots into a simulated scenario, under heavy gunfire, jumped off a dam, shot in the abdomen, blood, cauterized on the field, rough fight into the water, red water for blood, passed out exhausted, recovered his senses at bed with IV and dressed wound, sore, surrounded by enemies, under heavy gunfire, hiss in ears for stun grenade, shot in the leg, applied an improvised lace to the leg on the field, abdomen wound bleeding again.

PAKISTAN. Quetta. August 8, 2016. Pakistan Bomb Blast. Lawyers help their injured colleagues after a bomb explosion. Seventy people were killed when a bomb exploded outside a civil hospital where a crowd of lawyers and journalists had gathered to mourn Bilal Anwar Kasi, a senior lawyer who had been assassinated hours earlier. On that day, an entire generation of lawyers was lost.

Spot News, First Prize, Singles at the World Press Photo Contest.

Photograph: Jamal Taraqai/European Pressphoto Agency

There are times Yuuri feels so full he fears bursting at any moment. Sometimes it’s from anxiety, sometimes from stress and, sometimes, an unholy combination of the two. Once in a while he wonders what would leak if he could honest-to-God explode, like a time bomb going off after 24 years of delay, instead of keeping it all inside until it makes him sick.

Now, lying in a queen-sized bed with Victor in his arms and tracing his features with careful fingers, he wonders again why he never thought that could happen with love, too.

With a happy sound, Victor scoots closer to him, burying his nose on Yuuri’s shirt. Yuuri moves his hand, tangles his fingers in Victor’s hair.

“I could stay like this forever”, says Victor, hand tracing lazy circles on Yuuri’s back.

Once again, Yuuri imagines himself exploding, but this time what spills out of him is pure light.

He presses his lips against Victor’s - one, two, three, ten, twenty, a hundred times, a million times.

“Then stay”, he whispers between kisses. “Please, stay.”

(for @what-she-came-for bc if not for her post this wouldn’t happen)

Iraq: Female suicide bomber kills 21 in deadly explosion

Baghdad [Iraq], June 9 (ANI): At least 21 people were killed and several others wounded after a female suicide bomber blew herself up in a market south of the capital Baghdad on Friday, according to media reports.
The attack which occurred as people were out shopping during Ramadan, the Muslim holy month of fasting, came hours after a bomb exploded in the Shiite holy city of Karbala near Mussayyib wounding at least four people.
The ISIS claimed responsibility for the attacks.
Musayyib and Karbala are predominantly Shiite Muslim, a sect that IS considers heretics. (ANI)

Timothy McVeigh was responsible for one of the worst terrorist acts ever committed by an American citizen, the bombing of the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City in 1995. McVeigh was raised in a rural community in upstate New York after his parents separated in 1978. A loner in high school McVeigh enlisted in the army in 1988 and rose through the ranks to platoon leader. In 1991, after winning a Bronze Star in the Persian Gulf War, he failed to complete Green Beret school, and this failure increased his dissatisfaction with the government.

Although McVeigh was never linked to militant antigovernment groups, he soon began planning revenge for the deaths that occurred during the Waco Siege. He had been present at Waco when the siege was occurring and felt that the government was responsible for the deaths. He enlisted the help of his friend from the army, Terry Nichols, and together they took steps to build and place a bomb at the Alfred P Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City, as McVeigh mistakenly believed the government order for the waco assault had originated from there.

On April 19th, 1995, McVeigh parked a rented Ryder truck at the north side of the Federal Building, and minutes after, a fertiliser and fuel oil bomb exploded, immediately collapsing about a third of the building and killing 168 people. McVeigh was convicted of the crime and was executed by lethal injection in 2001.

So i really want to write this before i forget about it.

I dreamed about Oswald and Ed infected with the virus, an alternate turn of events in the original plot line where after the bomb explodes it reaches them (this is something that really bothered me since even in a situation of chaos in Gotham the Sirens is open and on business, Oswald is all clam with Ivy in some safe house and none of the protagonists besides Jim, Lee and Barnes are infected), they both alone bump into each other in a similar scenario as the one Bruce is walking on the streets at night, thanks to the effects of the virus Oswald’s leg is all good. Ed hair is fluffy and all over the place, his glasses broken and maybe more bad than good because his body is rejecting the virus for some reason. 

Oswald starts to look after him, hiding in empty houses or dark streets while Gotham is burning and destroying itself. Ed’s sickness has grown considerably by the hour and his partner is now desperate to find a cure, they even break into the GCPD to look for a cure (before they’re making one in the finale) but the results are bare minimum. At some point they have a conversation about how proud Oswald is of Ed, how happy he feels that his persona has evolved, how Ed is so confident of himself and his actions. 

Time’s running out and Ed is almost at the end of the line, and just before everything turns dark they spot Jim running on the streets, our penguin boy helps him as the virus really benefits him. Almost on tears he asks Jimbo for at least the location of a cure, then, the detective all silent gives Oswald the cure he was carrying for Lee, all i can remember is Jim disappearing into the night and Oz going back to Ed, who’s pale and sleepy. The cure works different, it doesn’t fade the virus away but fixes it, now his eyes turns red and the energy kicks back into his body. 

The last scenario i pictured was them running away from Gotham, infected, but together. Since they are mad by nature their actions and personalities are the same. Then i wake up and cried. 

therock Powerful and emotional day for me and my family at the National Center for Civil and Human Rights in Atlanta, GA.
Took a long moment here and closed my eyes while the church hymns played thru the speakers paying respect to these four beautiful little girls who were killed by falling rubble after a bomb exploded at the 16th Street Baptist Church in Birmingham, Alabama in 1963.
Couldn’t help but shed a tear thinking about my own young daughters and how I live to provide for and protect them. It’s how we all feel about our babies. Provide, educate, protect and love.
Celebrating our country’s independence I wanted to dig a bit deeper to gain more knowledge/perspective on our history.
Really grateful I did. Enjoy your families today. 🇺🇸
Ticking Karma - Frederick Chilton

P/n: Gif isn’t mine, let me know if it’s yours. Tagging @mrschiltoncat , @kjs-s , @ghostofachancewithyou . Let me know if anyone wants to be tagged.

Frederick Chilton x Reader

Imagine: Freddy struggling with his fears and insecurities about their relationship, and finally confronting them after suffering sleepless nights


After a string of tragedies, Frederick was happy, for once. He was used to his extra daily routines, but it was fine, because he had someone to share the burden. She was patient, kind, selfless. She was a fresh breath of a spring breeze. At first, he savoured every single good memory. He could hardly believe all this good luck was rolling into his life.

As time went by, the little voice in his head came back. He started to question everything. He could hear the ticking karma bomb, threatening to explode any minute. After enduring so much pain and agony, he started to believe that life doesn’t reward you with happiness. He began to anticipate the moment his life will blow apart once again.

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