down home roots

anonymous asked:

A concept: Michael Cole lives and is recruited into Root's nerd herd. Thoughts?

Hey anon! Sorry for the late reply!

I’m kinda having a hard time seeing Cole (as we knew him in Relevance) working for Root and TM. We saw how he was at the ISA – naive and idealistic, constantly questioning and poking into things, wondering wtf was going on, and even submitting a goddamn internal investigation request to the fucking ISA like Cole honey NO!! That is very much not the sort of person Root (or TM) would need for their nerd squad. 

And from Team Machine’s POV, Cole working with Root is a hard pill to swallow and would require a ton of effort on Root’s part that I’m honestly not sure she’d feel like putting in. Also Cole’s reaction to Harold knowing he built TM would be intriguing. 

However, I do think that there is an interesting story to be told here about how he might’ve changed had he survived the assault by the ISA. If that experience left him bitter and angry, then yes, I think there might be a way to work him into Team Machine. 

Lito and Wolfgang as Funhouse Mirrors

Originally posted by kevinkeller

I’ve said it before, but this special confirms it: Lito and Wolfgang are funhouse mirrors of each other. They diverge and converge, equal and opposite, illuminating each other. I absolutely adore how these two play off one another, so let’s dive in.

Lito and Wolfgang begin the series in situations that seem on the surface to be very different. Lito is famous, adored, a successful actor. Wolfgang is a small-time criminal who lives in the shadows. But their situations are actually much more similar than different. Both are trapped in a web of lies: Lito in his lie to the world about being the perfect straight macho leading man actor, Wolfgang hiding his hatred of his abusive family and his extraordinary skills in crime. 

Their stories continue to take remarkably similar turns. Wolfgang’s secret from his family that he’s been stealing from under their noses results in his chosen family, Felix, getting terribly hurt by Steiner and co. Lito’s insistence on defending his secret results in his chosen family, Daniela, getting abused and hurt by Joaquin. 

As we know, each one is the other’s key to resolving their problems. Lito helps Wolfgang get revenge on Steiner; Wolfgang helps Lito free Daniela from Joaquin. But that’s not the end of their mirroring.

Both Lito and Wolfgang have their secrets revealed. Wolfgang kills his family, and now everyone knows how much he hated them, and that he has the power to be a crime lord in his own right. Joaquin releases the pictures of Lito, and now everyone knows that he’s gay, that he doesn’t live up to the macho ideal for a leading man.

And what are the consequences of the dramatic reveals of their secrets? Again, they’re the same. Wolfgang loses his home, his safe space, the locksmith shop that was horribly violated when Felix was nearly killed there, and now he is rootless. Lito loses his home, his safe space, the apartment full of beautiful interior decor that was horribly violated when the sex he had there was revealed to the world, and now he is uprooted. Lito is offered the chance to retaliate by suing Joaquin, but that wouldn’t be true to the principles of who Lito is, so he refuses. Wolfgang is offered the chance to claim his own criminal empire, but that wouldn’t be true to the principles of who Wolfgang is, so he refuses.

But here’s where the stories diverge.

Lito reclaims space, finds a home where he can lay down his roots: his home of origin, with his mother. He took a terrible risk going to her, but it paid off, and now he has a place where he can be accepted again. Wolfgang hasn’t found that yet, the new space where he can lay down roots and be himself. I suspect that if he is going to get there, he is going to have to do what Lito did: open up, be vulnerable, take a personal risk. It just might pay off.

I think the reason these two work so well as funhouse mirrors plot-wise is because they’re funhouse mirrors of toxic masculinity. It dominates both of their lives, filling them with violence and lies. Wolfgang has embraced that toxic masculinity, but he struggles with it terribly inside. Lito has embraced it in public, but rejected it in private, and he’s still struggling with the consequences of that. Lito is further along in the journey toward healing his relationship with masculinity, and Wolfgang needs to follow in his path.

rosymamacita  asked:

Oooh congratulations! I'm so excited that you're taking prompts. How do you feel about fake dating AUs? Or maybe fake marriage even. How about with a side order of "doing it to save my friends".

“You’ll want to be careful with my sister,” Roan advises as they walk through the hushed halls of the old church. It’s been remodeled since the war, Bellamy thinks, but the high ceilings and stained glass windows remain is surprisingly good condition. “Nialetta’s been a queen since she was eighteen, a widow since she was twenty. She’s fair, or so I’ve heard, but bored.”

Next to him, Clarke rolls her shoulders back in a way that makes her just slightly taller, a trick Bellamy finds endearing but also pointless, since most people seem to forget Clarke’s size the second she opens her mouth. “She’ll listen to us,” Clarke says, assured.

Roan responds with a noncommittal hum, one that Bellamy doesn’t love, but before either he or Clarke can respond, the big oak doors open and Roan steps forward to lead them into the Queen of Tariokru’s receiving chambers. A woman in her late twenties looks down on them from the remnants of a pulpit, eyes sharp and calculating as Bellamy watches them sweep first over himself, then Clarke and finally lingering on Roan. The stained glass window behind her throws arcs of colored light across the floor and Clarke glances up at him, face lit in blue. Bellamy gives her reassuring quirk of his lips.

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“She’s a hot little number in her pick-up truck
Daddy’s sweet money done jacked it up
She’s a party-all-nighter from South Carolina, a bad mamajama from down in Alabama
She’s a raging cajun, a lunatic from Brunswick, juicy Georgia peach
With a thick southern drawl, sexy swingin’ walk, brother she’s all

Country, (shoot) from her cowboy boots to her down home roots
She’s country, from the songs she plays to the prayers she prays,
That’s the way she was born and raised, she ain’t afraid to stay, country
Brother she’s country” -Jason Aldean

“Oh but you’re really pale for an Indian” they say with a smile

There is just so many things wrong with that sentence. 

“Oh but”…oh but nothing. I might be paler (not as pale as I look in this but I was trying to prove a point) but that doesn’t make me any less Indian or any less of a desi girl. 

“For an Indian” Clearly you have some backwards preconceived idea of what an ‘Indian’ looks like but let me just tell you that skin tone does not define who you are. If I was dark skinned would people tell me that I was dark for an Indian. Probably not. So why should this be an exception.

STOP USING PALE AS A COMPLEMENT. Why is it that girls of colour are made to feel as though being darker is less attractive and white girls are made to feel that being paler is less attractive. 

Embrace your culture ladies and gentlemen because it is a part of who you are and no one can take that away from you. AND DON’T LET ANYONE CHEAPEN YOUR ROOTS!