evidence of corruption

Thanks to Trump’s electoral victory, know-nothing, anti-science conservatives are now running the U.S. government. When you read news analyses claiming that Trump’s deal with Democrats to keep the government running for a few months has somehow made him a moderate independent, remember that’s it not just [EPA chief Scott] Pruitt: Almost every senior figure in the Trump administration dealing with the environment or energy is both an establishment Republican and a denier of climate change and of scientific evidence in general.

CharDee Week-Day 2: Favorite Team-Up

“Rulers of Techpocalypse”

“It’s like when I’m doing good in the game I’m doing good in life”

“Oh, I wanna make fun of you for saying that but I kinda know what you mean”


Witness Charlie take charge as he rises to virtual power and protects his kept Queen. Of course, he starts to treat her like one of his subjects, too, but Dee’s all too happy to obey if it means she gets to continue to thrive. I was gonna gif this but Charlie’s scream is just too good to not be heard lol 

Clearing Up Misunderstandings, Part 6: Callout Posts

Every now and then, I see posts from people who claim that I’m a horrible, terrible, disgusting person. As evidence, they post something that I wrote over a decade ago when I was a teenager, post an out-of-context screenshot, or grossly misinterpret something that I’ve said or done. In the beginning, I didn’t let these things concern me…but, as time passes, more and more people are taking this nonsense seriously. Unfortunately, I think it’s time for me to address some of these issues.

YandereDev uses slurs!

I’ve heard people complain about certain words that I have used. I’ll give you an example. One time, I said the phrase “problematic tranny stoner girlfriend” when I was chatting with my friends. There’s a screenshot of me saying this…without any context, of course. So, what’s the context? I was quoting a transgender person who said the phrase during a live-stream. I quoted the phrase because it sounds funny, like “flying purple monkey dishwasher”. I obviously wasn’t attempting to dehumanize or insult anyone; a dehumanizing statement would sound like “I hate trannies!” or something along those lines.

If you ever see me use a word like “dyke”, “tranny”, or “faggot”, I’d like you to do one thing before you draw any conclusions: look at the context. How am I using the word? If I ever say something like “All faggots should burn in hell!” then, obviously, that would be a homophobic statement. But, if I say “Sup, faggots! How are you all doing today?” Then I am using the word “faggots” the same way I’d use the word “friends” - without any ill intent or any reference to homosexuality whatsoever.

I’ll be honest with you: Yes, I make edgy jokes, and yes, I make politically incorrect jokes. No subject is too taboo for me. I’ll joke about any subject. Race, gender, sexuality, religion, anything. White people, black people, Christians, Muslims - I don’t think that any subject should be “safe” from humor. With that said, none of my jokes are actually meant in a hateful or spiteful way. If someone gets offended by my jokes, I feel like it’s their fault for being too sensitive.

So, remember: when I use “offensive” words, I’m not trying to dehumanize anyone; chances are, I’m just picking a curse word at random. And, if you ever hear me make an edgy joke, it’s obviously just a joke, and not an actual, genuine insult aimed at a real group of people.

YandereDev defends child abuse!

Based on some remarks I made in an old blog post, some people are claiming that I don’t see anything wrong with pedophiles or child abuse. I’ll take this opportunity to clarify myself. The first thing I should mention is that whenever I say the word “pedophile”, I’m using the dictionary definition of the word: a person who is attracted to children, not someone who molests or rapes children.

Here are my thoughts on the matter:

1. Pedophilia is a mental illness.

2. In a perfect world, there would be no pedophiles.

3. Anyone who molests a child or rapes a child should be executed.

4. I hope that it’s possible for medical science to produce a cure for pedophilia.

5. Being a pedophile is involuntary.

It’s that last part that confuses people. People don’t understand what I mean by that, and assume I’m saying that pedophilia is a sexual orientation.

Here’s what I really mean by that: Being afflicted with pedophilia is like being afflicted by any other mental illness, like Alzheimer’s, schizophrenia, or dementia; you don’t choose it or ask for it. It develops inside of you, and then you’re stuck with it forever.

Pedophiles probably wish every single day of their lives that they could be normal. Pedophiles are probably disgusted with themselves for having an attraction towards children. Many pedophiles probably commit suicide so that they won’t have to live with the shame of being attracted to children. Pedophilia is a curse that nobody should have to suffer from, which is why I hope that one day it becomes possible to develop a cure.

Now, let’s get something straight. What you’re attracted to isn’t a choice - but rape is a choice. Being attracted to children is no excuse to rape children. Rape is one of the worst things that a human can possibly do, and child rape is even worse. As I stated above, I think that raping a child should be grounds for execution.

To summarize: I pity pedophiles, because they suffer from a mental illness that they never asked for…but if they dare to lay their hands on a child, that pity is instantly gone.

YandereDev is a Nazi!

Yandere Simulator is supported by donations. Someone who donates a specific amount of money becomes a “sponsor” and can give me a logo to display before the game’s title screen. One of the sponsors chose a “Black Sun” for his logo. During the point in time when that sponsor sent me their logo, I had never seen the symbol before, and had no idea what kind of connotations it might hold. A few people contacted me and told me that it was a Nazi symbol, so I decided to do some research. I learned that it was originally an occult symbol, before it was hijacked by the Nazis for their own purposes. I was not certain if the sponsor interpreted the symbol as a Nazi symbol or as an occult symbol. I didn’t want to remove a sponsor logo over a theory about what the sponsor might be trying to express with the logo, so I did not take action. This obviously does not mean that I’m a Nazi.

YandereDev opposes Social Justice!

I don’t have a problem with fixing social injustices. However, I do have a problem with “Social Justice Warriors”. No, I’m not talking about people who advocate for socially marginalized groups; I’m talking about people like this. I have a problem with people who use “social justice” as an excuse to scream at others, bully others, and threaten others. I have a problem with people who think that they are justified in acting like total assholes, as long as they are doing so in the name of social equality. I have a problem with people who spend most of their time shaming others for “microaggressions” or “manspreading” and stupid made-up bullshit like that.

Some game developers put LGBT characters into their games solely because they want to brag about how inclusive and progressive they are. “Look at us! We put a marginalized group into our game! See how virtuous we are? Will you praise us now? Will you give us a good review score?” There’s a part of me that is hesitant to include LGBT characters in Yandere Simulator purely because I don’t want to be interpreted as one of those game developers who is only doing it to score points with the social justice crowd. I’m not opposed to the concepts of diversity or inclusivity, but I really, really don’t want anyone to mistake me for a member of the SJW cult.

YandereDev supports GamerGate!

This is a nuanced issue. This is not a black-and-white issue. This is an issue with many shades of gray.

In 2014, some gamers found evidence of corruption, collusion, and numerous conflicts of interest between game developers and game journalists. The gamers called out the devs and journos. Internet trolls saw this as a great opportunity to harass the devs and journos who were being called out, some of whom were female. Sadly, a headline like “Hate mob harasses women” attracts more attention than “Internet sleuths uncover evidence of corruption in the game industry”, so the media gave most of its attention to the trolls who were writing mean things, instead of giving attention to the people who were actually exposing collusion and conflicts of interest.

As an indie game developer, allegations of corruption in the game industry were very serious issues to me, so I paid extremely close attention to the GamerGate scandal. At the peak of the controversy, I probably dedicated at least one hour every day to reading about the latest discoveries and revelations. I saw a lot of trolls saying a lot of rude things, but I also observed a lot of people who were genuinely trying to expose unethical business practices in the game industry, because they cared deeply about their hobby and didn’t want to see it infested with corruption. That was the side of GamerGate that didn’t get any attention from the media.

Unfortunately, third-party trolls hijacked the GamerGate hashtag and used it for spewing hate. A handful of Internet vigilantes went too far and actually doxed some of the people who were being accused of unethical behavior. This gave lots of ammunition to the developers and journalists who were trying to prevent people from taking GamerGate seriously. They spread the notion that GamerGate was a hate campaign, and most people fell for it. The words “ethics in game journalism” became a punchline. Discussions about the topic were banned in most gaming forums. Everyone associated with the movement was labeled racist/sexist/homophobic/transphobic/misogynist manchildren who were only interested in harassing women.

I’m far too busy to engage in any kind of activism, offline or online. Throughout GamerGate, the only thing I could do was watch from the sidelines. I wasn’t rooting for the people that were harassing women, but I was definitely rooting for the people that were exposing unethical behavior.

YandereDev wrote creepy, sexist articles!

In 2010, I wanted to get a job writing about video games. I noticed that a website named “The Examiner” had two game-related openings. The openings were “Sports Games Examiner” and “Video Game Babes Examiner”. I thought that the second opening sounded hilarious, and I wanted to know what it would entail, so I applied for it. I got the job, but I never actually received any explicit instructions on what to write about, so I decided to just wing it and write about anything that involved female video game characters. Sometimes I posted articles like “Top 10 most revealing outfits” and “Top 10 biggest boobs”, but I also wrote about actual news, too. I wrote about games that were banned or censored for being too lewd, and wrote about controversies that revolved around lewd content in games. Sometimes I even tried to shine a light on overlooked female characters, or write articles promoting more respectable female characters who don’t look like Barbie dolls. Sometimes I wrote about things that were sexy, but I don’t believe I ever wrote anything that was sexist. Looking back, I don’t feel ashamed of the articles that I wrote for that site.

YandereDev wrote rape stories!

When I was younger, I spent a lot of my time writing fanfiction. I wrote a lot of very dark stories. I wrote stories where characters killed each other, lost their limbs, lost their eyesight, got disfigured, or were subjected to a sexual assault. Almost all of my stories revolved around miserable characters who were suffering in some way, either psychologically or physically.

Here’s a question for you: Game of Thrones is a TV show with rape scenes. Does that mean it’s a “rape show”? No. Some of my old literature has rape scenes. Does that mean I’ve written “rape stories”? No.

Have I written dark stories? Yes. Have I written stories with mature themes, meant to be read by adults only? Yes. Were people raped or forced into sexual slavery in my stories? Sometimes. Have I written stories about the psychological trauma that a rape victim goes through? Yes. Are any of the rape scenes in my stories meant to be arousing or titillating? No.

YandereDev is a racist!

Ha! I know where this misconception comes from…

One of my friends makes a lot of politically incorrect jokes. Sometimes I’ll ask him silly questions just to hear what kind of edgy joke he’s going to make in response. In May of 2016, a black child fell into a gorilla pit, and the gorilla was shot to death. I wanted to hear what kind of edgy joke my friend would make about the situation, so I asked him about it. To my surprise, he didn’t reply with politically incorrect humor. I was shocked that he wasn’t acting like his usual, edgy self. I expressed my surprise by stating that I expected him to make a racially-charged remark. Someone took a screenshot of this interaction with my friend, and tried to suggest that I was encouraging racism.

This is one of many examples of weird people stalking me, taking screenshots of things that I say, and then presenting those screenshots out-of-context to try and make me look bad. Please, don’t be gullible. Don’t fall for that crap.

In Conclusion

·         Yes, I say taboo words and make edgy jokes when I’m talking to my friends in private, but nothing I say is ever meant to dehumanize anyone.

·         Yes, I feel pity for pedophiles, but I don’t think that child abuse or child rape is excusable for any reason.

·         No, I don’t support the political beliefs of every single sponsor who has ever donated to Yandere Simulator.

·         No, I don’t oppose the concept of social justice, but I do reject people who treat others like shit and try to use social justice as justification for their awful behavior.

·         No, I don’t support Internet trolls who harass women, but I also think that there was a side of the GamerGate movement that genuinely was concerned with ethics.

·         Yes, I held a position as “Video Game Babes Examiner” at a website, but I’m not ashamed of this at all, because I did my best to write interesting and entertaining articles.

·         Yes, I wrote dark literature that involved mature subject matter, including sexual assault, but I have never attempted to make rape seem erotic.

Every time I see a “callout post” that accuses me of something horrible, it’s always about something that I could easily clear up with a few words of explanation. I honestly don’t believe that I’m the evil, nasty, disgusting monster that these callout posts make me out to be. I’m just a dude who is trying to make people happy by developing a video game.

I generally try to discourage people from contacting me, so that I can focus all of my time and attention on developing Yandere Simulator. However, all of my hard work will be wasted if people decide to abandon the game because a dumb post on Tumblr gave them a warped impression of me. So, if you ever read a “callout post” and think to yourself, “This is disgusting, YandereDev needs to explain this!” then feel free to contact me via e-mail and ask for an explanation. I’ll gladly clear up any misunderstandings.

And, before you let a callout blog twist your opinion of someone, consider the words in this blog post.

Just when you think, okay, last week STAR WARS fandom was pretty good for fic, but it definitely can’t keep doing that every week, when n o p e, fandom puts out more fic that leaves me incoherent in both joy and suffering at the same exact intensity as previously. I will put this fandom up against so many others for fic that makes me feel things and leaves me feeling like, yes, this fic satisfied something in me in the way that fic, at its best, is meant to do!

In All The World by Ammar, obi-wan & anakin & cast, 76.6k wip
   The story of how Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi tamed each other, from Naboo to Anakin’s early days at the Temple.
Sun Kissed by Vee017, obi-wan/anakin & cast, nsfw, past sexual assault issues, 81.7k wip
   Being on a world that supports slavery is one thing. Buying a slave and bringing him into Republic space is entirely another.
time to change the road you’re on by wreckageofstars, obi-wan & anakain & ahsoka & cast, 27.3k wip
   The end of the Clone War is near - the fall of the Republic even nearer. Anakin Skywalker, caught up in the events that lead to the rise of the Empire and the loss of everything he holds dear, finds himself sent nearly two decades into the future.
Let’s Kill Hitler by updiddlyupup, obi-wan & ahsoka & cast, 6.1k wip
   Even in times of war, it’s not usual to wake up with a different Jedi Master than the one you had when you went to sleep.
Equinox by lilyconrad, obi-wan/anakin, sith!obi-wan/sith!anakin, 4.3k wip
   During the Clone Wars, Obi-Wan and Anakin crash on a remote planet and take shelter in the ruins of a grand estate only to find they are not alone.
Tano and Kenobi by FireflyFish, ahsoka & obi-wan & cast, 69.8k wip
   Master Skywalker always said “The Force works in mysterious ways” and Ahsoka Tano has to admit, getting thrown backwards in time by about forty years was very mysterious.
Ghosts of a Future Not Yet Past by LurkingCrow, obi-wan & luke & cast, 4.2k
   On Mortis the boundaries between past, present and future are paper thin. As he ponders the unexpected vision of his former Master, Obi-Wan gets a visitor from the other end of the temporal spectrum. Feels ensue. Otherwise known as the “excuse to give a certain Jedi all the hugs” fic.
Calm down, Anakin by DonkerRood, obi-wan/anakin, nsfw, 1.7k
   Obi-Wan finds a better way than meditation to calm Anakin down.
untitled by fireflyfish, obi-wan/anakin/padme & ahsoka, 1.1k
   Pants and shirts flew through the air as Ahsoka sat perched on her master’s bed, watching him frantically panic over his wardrobe.
A Walking Shadow by lilyconrad, obi-wan & anakin & padme & luke & leia & palpatine & cast, 74.6k
   It is five years into the Empire’s ascension, an order built on the blood and bodies of the Jedi. None survived, they say, and the handsome, icy profile of Lord Vader plastered across every Imperial city leaves no room for doubt in the minds of many. But Vader knows there is at least one left, one that escaped him on Mustafar all those years ago.
A Time For Thought by TardisIsTheOnlyWayToTravel, obi-wan & luke & leia & han, 1.4k
   “The Princess is right.” General Kenobi speaks up. “While on the Death Star, I was informed that a tracking beacon had been placed on this ship. Open the hidden compartments, Solo. We are not out of danger yet. The tracking beacon must be destroyed.” “You were informed?” Luke echoes the General, looking confused. “By who?”
absolute power by cosmicocean, leia & luke & han & ben & cast, 8.6k
   In the end, she takes the offer. In time, Luke will come to regret ever leading her to it. Where Leia becomes Empress with the intention of doing good, and falls so far.
untitled by stonefreeak, obi-wan & cast, ~1k
   Anonymous asked: I don’t think you’ve done a fic for where Chancellor!Obi-Wan actually present the evidence and starts the corruption investigation?
Ben and Grandpa Go Camping by darthnickels, vader & leia & ben, 2.9k
   post-ROTJ AU. Leia takes her young son to the one man she hates most– the man who may be the only one in the Galaxy who can help him
untitled by legobiwan, obi-wan & dooku, ~1k
  The Count took his napkin and dabbed at his mouth, placing it on the table and leaning back in his chair. “So tell me, Mr. Hardeen. How did you manage to kill the Jedi Obi-wan Kenobi?”

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anonymous asked:

I don't think you've done a fic for where Chancellor!Obi-Wan actually present the evidence and starts the corruption investigation?

Lmao, replying two months later. Here’s how it went down.

Obi-Wan closes his eyes and takes long, deep breaths. Breathe out negativity, breathe in the Force. Out negativity, in the Force.

The information he’s gathered so far should be enough to convince the Senate to start an investigation into Palpatine and Amedda’s dealings. Obi-Wan isn’t especially worried about that. No, what worries him, what causes emotions to release, is Anakin.

Obi-Wan knows Anakin won’t take this well. Not at all. He’ll most likely see it as Obi-Wan launching an unjustified attack on Palpatine simply because he doesn’t trust politicians.

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Are we not gonna talk about long term effects of Blackquill’s REPETITIVE zapping? Aside from that being evidence of possible corruption alone, are we really not going to talk about how repeated exposure to electricity like that could cause seizures and other health problems?

Are you going to tell me, how Phoenix fucking Wright of all people would really be OKAY after being fucking tazed? Capcom are you k i d d i n g me???????

Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton walk in to a bar.

Donald leans over, and with a smile on his face, says;

    “The media is really tearing you apart for that Scandal.”

    Hillary: “You mean my lying about Benghazi?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean the massive voter fraud?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean the military not getting their votes counted?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “Using my secret private server with classified material to Hide my Activities?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “The NSA monitoring our phone calls, emails and everything Else?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “Using the Clinton Foundation as a cover for tax evasion, Hiring Cronies, And taking bribes from foreign countries?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean the drones being operated in our own country without The Benefit of the law?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “Giving 123 Technologies $300 Million, and right afterward it Declared Bankruptcy and was sold to the Chinese?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean arming the Muslim Brotherhood and hiring them in the White House?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “Whitewater, Watergate committee, Vince Foster, commodity Deals?”

    Trump: “No the other one:”

    Hillary: “Turning Libya into chaos?”

    Trump: “No the other one:”

    Hillary: “Being the mastermind of the so-called “Arab Spring” that only brought chaos, death and destruction to the Middle East and North Africa?”

    Trump: “No the other one:”

    Hillary: “Leaving four Americans to die in Benghazi?”

    Trump: “No the other one:”

    Hillary: “Trashing Mubarak, one of our few Muslim friends?”

    Trump: “No the other one:”

    Hillary: “The funding and arming of terrorists in Syria, the destruction and destabilization of that nation, giving the order to our lapdogs in Turkey and Saudi Arabia to give sarin gas to the "moderate” terrorists in Syria that they eventually used on civilians, and framed Assad, and had it not been for the Russians and Putin, we would have used that as a pretext to invade Syria, put a puppet in power, steal their natural resources, and leave that country in total chaos, just like we did with Libya?

    Trump: “No the other one:”

    Hillary: “The creation of the biggest refugees crisis since WWII?”

    Trump: “No the other one:”

    Hillary: “Leaving Iraq in chaos? ”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “The DOJ spying on the press?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean HHS Secretary Sibelius shaking down health insurance Executives?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “Giving our cronies in SOLYNDRA $500 MILLION DOLLARS and 3 Months Later they declared bankruptcy and then the Chinese bought it?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “The NSA monitoring citizens’ ?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “The State Department interfering with an Inspector General Investigation on departmental sexual misconduct?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “Me, The IRS, Clapper and Holder all lying to Congress?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “Threats to all of Bill’s former mistresses to keep them quiet?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean the INSIDER TRADING of the Tyson chicken deal I did where I invested $1,000 and the next year I got $100,000?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean when Bill met with Attorney General, Loretta Lynch, just before my hearing with the FBI to cut a deal?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “ You mean the one where my IT guy at Platte River Networks asked Reddit for help to alter emails?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean where the former Haitian Senate President accused me and my foundation of asking him for bribes?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean that old video of me laughing as I explain how I got the charges against that child rapist dropped by blaming the young girl for liking older men and fantasizing about them. Even though I knew the guy was guilty?

    Trump: "No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean that video of me coughing up a giant green lunger into my drinking glass then drinking it back down?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean that video of me passing out on the curb and losing my shoe?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean when I robbed Bernie Sanders of the Democratic Party Nomination by having the DNC rig the nomination process so that I would win?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “You mean how so many people that oppose me have died in mysterious was?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “Travel Gate? When seven employees of the White House Travel Office were fired so that friends of Bill and mine could take over the travel business? And when I lied under oath during the investigation by the FBI, the Department of Justice, the White House itself, the General Accounting Office, the House Government Reform and Oversight Committee, and the Whitewater Independent Counsel?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “The scandal where, (while I was Secretary if State), the State Department signed off on a deal to sell 20% of the USA’s uranium to a Canadian corporation that the Russians bought, netting a $145 million donation from Russia to the Clinton Foundation and a $500,000 speaking gig for Bill from the Russian Investment Bank that set up the corporate buyout?. That scandal?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “That time I lied when I said I was under sniper fire when I got off the plane in Bosnia?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “That time when after I became the First Lady, I improperly requested a bunch of FBI files so I could look for blackmail material on government insiders?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “That time when Bill nominated Zoe Baird as Attorney General, even though we knew she hired illegal immigrants and didn’t pay payroll taxes on them?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “When I got Nigeria exempted from foreign aid transparency guidelines despite evidence of corruption because they gave Bill a $700,000 in speaking fees?”

    Trump" “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “That time in 2009 when Honduran military forces allied with rightist lawmakers ousted democratically elected President Manuel Zelaya, and I as then-Secretary of State sided with the armed forces and fought global pressure to reinstate him?”

    Trump: “No, the other one.”

    Hillary: “I give up! … Oh wait, I think I’ve got it! When I stole the White House furniture, silverware, when Bill left Office?”

    Trump: “THAT’S IT! I almost forgot about that one”.

evilbunnyking  asked:

FIVE LINE PROMPTS ummm: swallow, run, rum, knees, wander???

Send me a one word/phrase prompt + a ship + “five line fic”

Swallow

The coffee goes down smooth, the column of her throat tensing in a way that makes Frank’s stomach jump.

His fingers twitch at her almost inaudible hum of satisfaction, for the first time in so long aching to feel something other than the cool metal of a trigger.

He withdraws his gaze, looking down at the paper on the table between them, clearing his throat to say, “This is it? An address and the combination to a safe that’s probably empty? It’d be quicker if i just put two in the back of his head.”

She shakes her head, and there it is again, that fucking distraction that comes with her hair brushing against the cream of her skin, words quickly tumbling out into the quiet, “I need those contracts to prove he’s been laundering money for crooked politicians… then you can do whatever the hell you want.”

It almost sounds cold, words clipped, even a little vindictive, but Frank can see the way her finger twitches against her mug, the searching look in her eyes - he wishes he could stop seeing - so he just nods, picking up the paper and tucking it under his jacket.


Run

”RUN!” He screams at her from the entrance to the building, bullets whizzing by his head as he turns back to face the people chasing them.

It’s hard for her to leave him, but she knows he’s more than capable of handling himself, and the contents of the safe clutched to her chest need to make it out of the burning building or this whole escapade of theirs was for nothing.

Hours later, she pulls up to their meeting spot, limping, cold fingers clinging to a delicately carved wooden box, it’s brass latches frosty in the night air.

With each passing minute, a little sliver of hope is shaved away, and tension begins to collect in her shoulders, You shouldn’t have left, ringing in her ears.

But then there are lights cutting through the woods, footsteps crunching through the dry leaves, and before Frank even steps into the clearing, she’s running, box flying to the ground.


Rum

She stares down at the box in open astonishment, fingers shaking with anger as she reaches down to pick up the etched glass bottle, tracing the the lettering she hisses, “Are you fucking kidding me?”

Frank only shrugs in response, turning away from her to retrieve two glasses from his cabinet.

He pours them both a healthy portion of the amber liquid and pushes one tumbler toward Karen, his eyes scanning her face, watching the rage shimmer just beneath the surface, “Must’ve known you were onto him. Ten to nothing all physical evidence of the corruption is gone.”

She snatches up the glass and gulps down the burning liquid, uncorking the bottle the pour the glass full again, and snarls at no one in particular, “Why does this have to be so fucking hard?”

One corner of Frank’s mouth twitches up, his eyes catching the light of the moon as it passes through the window. “If it were easy, the cops would have done it a long time ago.”


Knees

Five hundred dollar bottle of rum empty, Karen moves from her seat in Frank’s makeshift kitchen, feeling wobbly and more than a little done with the world.

She barely notices the throbbing pain in her knee, wincing only slightly as she moves toward the cot in the corner, but Frank is too perceptive, jumping up to stop her. “Let me see.”

It’s a bruise, black and ugly in the middle, varying purple hues toward the edge, and she knows it’ll hurt like hell in the morning, but all she can think about right now is the way his palm cradles the back of her calf, his fingers tracing along the skin to see if it’s more than just a bruise.

He’s on his knees in front of her, probing the injury, and the alcohol makes her bold, light-headed as she reaches out to thread her fingers through his hair, the unruly curls that he’s let it grow into.

It’s a nurturing move, a desire to comfort that she has been long tasked with suppressing, and she waits for him to snatch his fingers away, to stomp over to the other side of the cabin, to slam the door and leave her alone in the dark.


Wander

Frank would never admit it to a soul, but he’s touch starved, and Karen’s fingers against his scalp, pushing his hair back away from his face, feel like fire against his skin.

He’s not like he used to be, not present one-hundred percent of the time, and his mind can sometimes play tricks on him, can wander away into impossible realms, so he doesn’t trust the scene before him: a beautiful woman with bedroom eyes and soft hands.

“Frank,” she says, his name so soft in the air between them that he’s not quite sure it’s real, and the rum doesn’t help either, making him feel warm underneath his rib cage, almost as if his heart has started to beat again.

But her touch, it’s like an anchor holding him to earth, and he knows it’s real, not fair, but real.

All of her distractions are bundled up into one neat package before him, her soft lips, the flush of her skin, the pulse jumping at her neck that is begging for the pad of his thumb, it’s all here, and for the first time in a long time he thinks he can afford to be distracted.

Five Line Fics

I’ve been thinking a lot about the Broysc Quinncident, since it was brought up as part of the Quinn discussion last week, and why I’ve never really accepted the canon that Broysc was mentally ill/suffering from dementia by the time Quinn and the SW catch up with him. There’s a perception that people who don’t accept that canon are trying to soften Quinn, make him more palatable and easily romanced. And I’m sure that exists, but for me it was more that the writing for that particular scene felt particularly lazy.

 Meandering thoughts on my own headcanon follow below. Sort of navel-gazey, has severe problems with verb tenses.

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anonymous asked:

OMG I'm in love with those relationship challenge prompts! 😍 can I get some S76 with prompt 59: as the saying goes, you don't know what you have till it's gone? Please and thank you! 😙

As the saying goes: you don’t know what you have until it’s gone.

Jack Morrison wasn’t a boastful man, but he was prideful. He was the head of the greatest organization in the world, tasked with protecting its citizens and maintaining an uneasy peace. He was the face of Overwatch, of the US Army, of doing what was right not for recognition but for the sake of humanity. He was praised from every corner of the Earth in every language that was spoken. He had you, his beautiful lover and fighter, the biggest jewel in the crown that the world had bestowed upon him. And it had gone straight to his pretty blonde head.

At the first whisperings of corruption, Jack had laughed. Nothing happened in Overwatch that he didn’t know about, that he was confident of. He didn’t fear the rumor mill because they were just that, rumors. Nothing more and nothing less. When Amelie had been kidnapped from housing on the Overwatch campus, it was a fluke, a once in a lifetime happenstance that only really happened because someone on the security team was slacking. When Amelie was returned it only helped to stoke that confidence of his and when Gerard was slain he wrote it off once more.

Losing Ana started the snowball of doubt in the old soldier, only compounded when Gabriel started to bring him troubling evidence of widespread corruption in Overwatch. You tried to assuage the guilt that began to creep in, working in tandem with both Gabriel and Jack to try and solve where everything went so wrong. But you didn’t get too far, whatever bigger organization putting a stop to all of your meddling. You had been in the office with them the day the Swiss campus exploded, but unlike the two super soldiers your body was not meant to withstand high velocity impacts or explosions. He remembered holding your broken body in his arms; screaming for help that came too late, tears and blood running in rivulets down his face.

As the saying goes: you don’t know what you have until it’s gone. His pride, his love, his home, his family.

Jack dropped to one of his knees, pressing a soft kiss against your gravestone’s holopic, staring ruefully at your picture before standing up. Affixing his mask back to his face, he shed the sadness of Jack Morrison and slipped back into the role of Soldier: 76, the vigilante hellbent on ending corruption through whatever means necessary. He would get revenge for you, he would make amends for his sins.

anonymous asked:

McCree and Reaper poly soulmate scenario? First finding each other?

What an interesting and potentially volatile relationship to be in the middle of. Constant, endless back and forth of sass. Also constant angst.

…Anyone regret asking me to take off the read mores yet?


  • You and Jesse meet first.
  • You’re just passing through Deadlock territory -probably a poor decision, but you’re sticking to the diner which rarely sees any serious action while your car’s getting fixed up.
  • And in he walks, takes one look at you and swaggers over, sits himself down across from you and introduces himself.
  • If it had been any other name, you would’ve kicked him to the curb. Instead you freeze, push aside the shitty coffee, and tell him your name.
  • The arrogance disappears in a moment. He goes from smirking and cock-sure to wide-eyed and flustered, scrambling to sit up and make himself more presentable. It’s immediately endearing.
  • He fiddles with his shirt as you talk, and his expression moves from starry-eyed to a dopey grin and back again.
  • You talk a little about the other name on your skin, and he has it, too. You discuss who it might be, and joke that maybe it was that famous war hero who just seemed to disappear out of the public eye a while back. Silly, huh?
  • But there is the awkward factor of him being a member of a gang. So you offer him an opportunity he never got -to leave.
  • And, loathe as he is to leave his bike behind, he jumps at the chance. He chucks a few things into your backseat, rests his feet against the dash,  and you’re speeding away. You’re worried the Deadlocks will come after you, but they don’t -by the time they realise he’s gone, you’re well out of their territory, and some of them figure that Jesse isn’t the type to squeal, so he’s not worth going after.
  • Unfortunately, he’s not the only outlaw in your duo. You’ve been on the run -nobody got too hurt, but robbing banks makes you a target. And since Jesse doesn’t exactly have a clean record himself, you’re left stealing to survive.
  • In a way, the trip makes him better. You aren’t as fast and loose with human lives as the Deadlocks were. And he’s smart, in a way he never got a chance to show back there -you stay ahead of the law, until the very best come to get you.
  • On paper Blackwatch is after Jesse’s testimony against the Deadlocks. But Blackwatch’s commander has a more personal stake.
  • He offers a deal. Due to your connection, due to your skills, he can secure you both positions under his command. If not, you’re still criminals, and he will send you both to jail.
  • It’s not the best start to a relationship.
  • Reyes gives you both distance. He’s got his own feelings to deal with. His two soulmates are criminals that he strong-armed into joining Blackwatch, which also makes them his subordinates. He risked a lot bringing them in -it’s another thing for Jack to yell at him about, at the very least- but now that they’re here, what does he do?
  • Meanwhile, you and Jesse stick close together, avoiding everyone else. You’re both antsy, feeling caged, and you look to each other for support. It works for a while, but you’re both stressed, and eventually it starts to get to you.
  • Reyes sees it, how miserable you both are, and for all his brilliance he doesn’t know what to do. You’ve barely talked since arriving on the base, certainly not about the soulmate thing, and he’s terrified that he may have fucked everything up.
  • Reinhardt doesn’t necessarily like what BlackWatch is doing, but he does like his friend, and so he tries to help out by cheering up Reyes’ two soulmates. At first, you both resist his efforts, but it’s Reinhardt. Eventually, you three are friends, and now he’s dragging you and Jesse along to whatever he’s got going on that day. It’s the most aggressive befriending you’ve ever seen, but it does put you in contact with Ana, who is cool, and Angela, who’s around your age.
  • Ana listens to Gabriel with just enough judgement in her expression that he ends up arguing with her without her saying a word. It leads to him talking himself in circles, realising that he can’t keep ignoring you both, and he thanks her for the talk despite the fact that she hadn’t bothered to say more than ten words.
  • And now that you two are a little happier, you’re considering what to do. You’re clearly stuck here, and like it or not, Reyes is your (other) soulmate. May as well make the best of it.
  • It’s awkward, but you three sit down, have a talk.
  • It take hours. Figuring out how this is gonna work, how you being his subordinates will be handled (there is something of a protocol, actually, it happens often enough). A little bit of how you’re all going to fit together, but that’s gonna take time. 
  • By the end of it you’ve all got an idea of how it’s going to work out. For now, Reyes is still in a different bed, and he has to at least act professional, but you try and meet up for lunch, you develop in-jokes, you brush shoulders in the halls.
  • He learns to leave Commander-mode when you’re in private, joins you if you’re hanging out with the others. Jesse learns to reconcile who he was with his future, trusts you both enough to open up about the feelings he can barely put into words -guilt, love, fear, hope. You figure out how to balance them and how they balance you, to feel secure in a way you haven’t in a while.
  • For the first time, it looks like everything’s going to work out. Reyes is happy. 
  • Until he finds evidence of corruption within his organisation. He keeps it from the two of you. It’s not that he doesn’t trust you. He doesn’t want to burden your new relationship, and he figures he can handle it.
  • Except the corruption runs deeper than he thought, and some of it’s higher than him. People he drinks with, people he’s known for years, people he’s trusted with his life, he can no longer trust.
  • But he still trusts you and Jesse, knows you’d never be involved in this… But he can’t tell you, because it would be you three against who knows how many, and not one of you has ever run away from a fight.
  • When Jesse’s arm comes off, Reyes’ name comes off with it. He takes it as a sign.
  • He becomes cold, cruel, snaps at you -breaks off the relationship, claiming he never should’ve started it in the first place. Jesse snaps right back, plans to get Reyes’ name back on his arm abandoned in a fit of anger. You’re hurt and confused, and in the end you pull Jesse away, leave Reyes behind -leave Blackwatch behind.
  • Reyes tries to convince himself that it’s better this way. It’s hard. Reinhardt and Ana aren’t there to offer any support, Mercy and Genji are more your friends than his, and Jack… 
  • You hear about the explosion two days after it happened. The shitty roadside diner you two are having lunch in has the TV on mute, and Jesse sees you freeze as you look at it -and then your face crumples. He swivels in his seat, sees the destruction, the still smoking ruins -the headline, Jack Morrison and Gabriel Reyes presumed dead.
  • An older waitress sees the two of you, silently crying in your booth. “Terrible business,” she says. “You knew people there?”
  • You nod, and drag Jesse out of there, once again.
  • Jesse gets his name put on his arm again. You hold his hand through the whole thing, which is done by a very discrete tattoo artist. 
  • You play the part of bounty hunters, trying to do the good you couldn’t do in Blackwatch. 
  • You stumble into the role of outlaws, not that you’re unfamiliar with it. It doesn’t matter too much. It wasn’t like either of you were going to be living normal lives, anyway.
  • When the Recall happens, you don’t want to go. Jesse has mixed feelings. There’s too many memories there. But it’s also your chance to do good, to make a difference -what ends up convincing you is some of the old team, Genji, Reinhardt, and Mercy, saying they will at least meet up.
  • And it is nice to see everyone again. But there are gaps -and to you, at least, some are bigger than others. You never spent too much time in WPG so it’s not as bad as it could’ve been, but it still feels like walking through a haunted house.
  • You can’t help but think about all the things that could’ve gone differently back then. How you should’ve acted when you noticed something was wrong with Gabe, how you shouldn’t have left him, should have gone to- to someone for help. Jesse is quiet, but you think he’s stuck in the same loop.
  • The first night back, you cuddle up together, and feel his absence sharper than you have in years.
  • Miles away, unknown to you, a creature named Reaper learns of the Recall, and the agents who responded to it.
  • He acknowledges the information with the same apathy he gives almost everything. Makes no visible sign that any of the names mean something to him. But they do.
  • Once again, Overwatch has conspired to put his soulmates in harm’s way, and this time he might be the one to kill them.
  • He tries to convince himself that you two betrayed him as much as Jack, but it’s hard when he drove you both away himself. He tries to tell himself that dead men don’t have soulmates, that he can barely make out your names on his wrists anymore, but that doesn’t change how he feels.
  • He wanted you out of this, damn it. And now you’ve thrown all his efforts in his face.
  • After a while, he manages to convince himself that he can kill you. Both of you. If you get in his way, if you stand with them, he can do it.
  • But he can’t. He has the chance to shoot Jesse but he doesn’t take it, and then you’re tackling him to the ground and yelling at him for copying… himself. Yelling at him for ripping off Gabriel Reyes, because of course you recognise him, but you can’t accept it’s him. Not when he’s a monster, not when’s he tried to kill your friends.
  • Because you believe in him, or you believed in him, and you can’t believe he’d do this. And Jesse… 
  • Jesse accepts it quicker, which Reaper’s not sure how to feel about. His lips press into a thin line as he aims Peacekeeper, not sure how much it will do against a dead man but prepared to back you up.
  • Your accusations get weaker as the man in front of you does nothing to refute them, and eventually you fall silent, throat hoarse and chest heaving. You don’t make an effort to get ready to fight. Whatever happens, you’re soulmates. He won’t hurt you.
  • And Reaper wants to prove you wrong, but he can’t. All he can do is stand there, under the crushing weight of disappointing his soulmates again until he can’t stand it, hurls insults at the both of you as he wraiths away.
  • You’re met by Genji, Reinhardt and the others, who listen in horror as you tell them what happened. They’re sympathetic, and give you some space -you and Jesse are silent on the way home, holding each other in the corner of the shuttle.
  • Reaper is angry. He lashes out at the surviving Talon agents, and Widowmaker stays well out of his way. He snarls when anyone tries to talk to him, and leaves the base in favour of an old safehouse where he can breakdown in peace.
  • It’s not the first time he’s questioned his path, but it’s the first time he seriously considers abandoning it. He can’t get your faces out of his mind, the horror in them, and the smiles from years ago.
  • Miles away, Jesse squeezes your hand, and you try to believe there’s still hope.

Shiro was abducted as a child whilst going on a day trip with Matt and Sam Holt. Eventually he was rescued by Inspector Ulaz, but the Holts weren’t as lucky, and Colleen Holt only got to bury her husband. The Galra clan were implicated to be involved but evidence was always corrupted or lost, and the case was dropped due to corruption. Years later Shiro is now a detective, working with Keith on a case where a former government official (in office during Shiro’s teen years) is found disembowelled and strung up. The case isn’t the usual, no scorned lover or insurance payment, but traces of evidence tying the official to the Galra make the pair think of a vigilante. After the second murder, this time of a lawyer who represented the Galra during the Holt/Shirogane case, Shiro realises they’re dealing with a serial killer. Although the murders seem to be focused on people responsible for his kidnapping or lack of justice, he’s still determined to put this psychopath behind bars. Because it’s the right thing to do, right?

Eventually, fingers start pointing at Shiro himself. He has a motive, opportunity, lack of alibi (he’s fairly secular, and the murders all happen when he’s not on-shift). He’s arrested, only released when a new body is found, the murder happening whilst he was locked up. At least he was treated nicely, given coffee and allowed to keep his shoelaces, perks of being a generally good guy and friendly with anyone, including the cops in charge of the cells. 

“Three days, right? Shame I can’t do any paperwork whilst I’m down here. My backlog is going to be huge.” 

“Want me to ask Kogane to get you something to work on?” 

“You’re a star, McClain” 

During the time they’d spent together on the case, Keith had been a comforting presence. Shiro had been mostly fine, having had a decent therapist in school to work through his problems with, but the murders had started bringing back bad memories. His and Kogane’s partnership had been hostile at first until he’d saved Keith’s life, and after that he’d become a person more important to Shiro than he’d like to admit. Some of the comfort Keith had offered had slowly turned to romantic affection between the two, and without the shared love they had Shiro doubted he’d be able to remain objective during the case. 

It’s only after he spends the night at Keith’s place, when he starts noticing things out of place around the apartment, things a detective couldn’t have but a murderer should, that everything clicks into place. 

And then there’s a knife at his throat and a hand on his back. 

Keith loves him. He’d been disgusted to hear about Shiro’s past, face hanging low over bourbon one night after work years ago. In that moment, he decided to fix things so the people who hurt Shiro couldn’t walk free - they didn’t deserve to. He didn’t expect Shiro to love him back though, and he’d made mistakes. Indulging Shiro by taking him to bed meant he now had his love tied down to it, knife at his throat. 

No, he’d never meant for Shiro to find out, because he knew it would hurt him. The howls of pain weren’t made by a blade, but by the sound of Shiro’s heart breaking, and it tore Keith open. 

-Featuring definitely-not-related-to-the-Holt-Shirogane-Case Forensic Pathologist Pidge Gunderson-

erasermic au: aizawa is a recently burned intelligence operative, meets up with mic, a spy trying to take down an agency from the inside. mic is a charismatic sweet-talker and master manipulator and aizawa is more covert and blends in a little better. they’ve worked together before, but there was some unresolved tension, and then suddenly aizawa was betrayed and burned by his organization, leaving him with nothing. mic finds and contacts aizawa, who’s trying to figure out what to do with his life, and presents evidence of corruption in aizawa’s old (and mic’s current) agency, proposing to take it down and essentially turning mic into a spy for a spy agency. 

So I decided to talk about something. 

There has been basically a war front in my city the last few days. I live in Rio de Janeiro, and not just my country is broke, my city is in complete chaos. Today, less than two hours ago in fact, I saw a war vehicle pass in front of me, and I don’t even live in a much dangerous area. Since the beginning of the week, more than 5 police officers have died, and countless civilians too. Today a woman police officer was killed because drug dealers identified her as a police officer. But that’s not my point. People are dying here, most of them not involved in anything, just passing by. Police kills innocent people, criminals kills inocent people, the government is killing us too. My university has no money to work, my friend’s one is already not functioning, people who had just the Bolsa Familia money (a government help for extremely poor families) have nothing left. The schools have to send the students home due to intense violence. I can just try to imagine how it is for people who live in more dangerous places. While that, our so called president pays people to testify in his favor (he’s accused [and there are countless evidence] of corruption). Our (also so called) mayor sets a number of religious bias in his administration. He has prohibited (yes, PROHIBITED) any samba party that is a cultural manifest of our city in the Pedra do Sal (just google it, its worth), and although we can’t exactly prove, it was because for him samba is a “black culture and black religion” thing, and his religion says that’s satanic. e has been doing some other very terrible things too, but again that’s not the point. I love my city, but we live in fear here. The war vehicle I already mentioned have stopped in a bus stop less than 100m of my apartment, the police officers got out of it and proceeded to shoot at ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOTHING. The conflict area was 2km from here, they just stopped in front of a super market full of people and started shooting. My aunt was getting in her car, after waiting for the cross-fire to stop when they did it. We (me and mom) shooed the call-girls that hang out in the plaza in front of here so they wouldnt get hurt. My aunt got out of here so fast she got home in 20 minutes, and we cant get at her house in less than one hour in a good day. We live in fear. During daytime, even when something like this occurs, we just go by with our lifes, its almost funny to see people walking by a cross-fire like that was nothing. But during the night, things get worst. For people who live in conflict areas, things are always the worst.

What I want most in my life is to get out of here. I’m studying so I can get a chance. Any opportunity I get I’ll be grabbing it as hard as I can. The pic above is what I told my friend about today. She’s in her way to Japan right now. I’ll translate it here:

“GOOD TRIP MAN

I was out w/ my aunt all day so I couldnt talk to you

also, there is some heavy cross-fire here, war vehicles and shit

if you get the chance dont come back”

The backlash to the Take a Knee thing has some heavy baggage. Sports are some of our largest institutions in the USA– the giant salaries that the very top athletes make are actually peanuts next to the total that they rake in annually. Sports coaches are often the top paid employees at our schools. 

It’s not likely that every kneejerk racist is self-aware but protest and progressive statements are constantly pressured to forfeit being enfranchised, to have major resources associated with them. Money is evidence of corruption, after all, unless it’s in the hands of an aspirational celebrity. It makes sense that reactionaries would hate people they considered mere athletic performers with money and power using their exposure to the US public in a way that doesn’t serve them– in return for the contributions they have already made to sports culture. Whether it’s being a sports fan and buying tickets and merch, watching sports and adding to network ratings, having a positive association with sports, or even just a passing affinity with the local team, those experiences and participation has empowered Take a Knee’s platform. The hyper-visible sports media.

Reactionaries can feel that progressive causes and civil rights ought to fall by the wayside because they won’t personally choose to pay money or attention. Free market logic, if super crude. But when athletes work within the mass exposure sports already gives them, many racists can no longer say that their support of sports institutions didn’t somehow go towards the statement being made.

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Ferguson Police conveniently forgot to publicly release this part of the footage.

It shows Michael Brown paying for the pack of cigars he supposedly stole.

The officer who murdered Michael did not know he was a ‘suspect of a robbery’, so the tape of him 'stealing’ the cigars have no relation to the killing.

But this footage is important because it proves that the police are trying to justify Mike’s murder by slandering his character.

And the group is complete! So here’s the rundown of the Adventurer’s Guild aspirants who will travel to Freyrskógur to try and end the wolf plague there:

  • Asha, dwarf cleric of Eir, goddess of healing. A noble who left her old life behind in favour for religion for reasons yet unknown. Also super optimistic and an actual ray of sunshine who wants to help those in need and make the world a better place with her deeds. She’s played by @mccreeapologist.
  • Kari, human paladin of Hel, goddess of death. She found to her goddess after her clan was brutally murdered when she was only 10 and now travels the Nine Worlds to spread her lady’s word and get revenge on the men who took her family from her. She’s as gorgeous as she is deadly.
  • Randolf Ingridsson, human ranger, a bastard child who doesn’t know his father and thus took his mother’s name as surname instead. He was part of a military campaign against the shamanistic tribes in the far east, but was heavily wounded during a battle and was either discharged or deserted after that (his player isn’t quite sure about which it is yet). He has a problem with authority and most likely gay af.
  • Tedar, half-giant fighter. We have no idea who he is yet, but we know he’s a champion archetype with the defense fighting style, so I guess he’s the protective big brother type, haha. Or not. I don’t know. His player’s still thinking about his background and personality.
  • Thyra Aleanddare, high elven wizard of the school of necromancy. A bit arrogant, very driven by the ambition to become as powerful as possible and also a big old book nerd. Chaotic neutral, so you know she will fuck you up if you get on her bad side. Also pretty beyond belief, holy shit. She belongs to @loonyloopy.
  • Zafir, half-elven rogue, a former servant of a wealthy family who was treated badly by them and, after a series of very grim events that left her crippled by self-doubt and saw one of her friends dead, found documents that she used to condemn them as criminals. She now steals for a living, but only from the wealthy, and collects evidence to harm corrupt merchants and other rich folks. She belongs to @kellinahasaship.

Also on board is the bard Saga, who the Adventurer’s Guild sent along with the party to make sure they don’t run into more trouble than they signed up for and don’t ruin the reputation of the Guild.

Mistaken Identity *Closed RP

@psychotic-bates

One of Emma’s knees bounced nervously as she sat waiting in the hallway of the FBI building. It was performance evaluation time, and this one was not going to be good. She’d made a bad call, firing her weapon during a criminal raid and hitting an unarmed suspect. She’d thought the guy was reaching into his jacket for a gun, but it had ended up being only his cell phone. She’d had a taser and should have subdued him with that. She could occasionally be a little trigger-happy with her 9mm Glock, especially when the adrenaline was pumping. Most of the time, her instincts where right and she put down someone who WAS an immediate threat. This time was an exception; she’d screwed up, and now it was time to face the music.

She smoothed her conservative pencil skirt, tugging it lower towards her knee. For once, she’d worn a suit with a skirt and heels instead of her usual pants and boots. Pulling out all the stops, as far as making a good impression. Not that she expected it to help, in reality.

The higher-ups called her in and told her to have a seat at the table in front of the raised bench they were all seated behind. She couldn’t stand that arrangement; they did it deliberately to remind lower-ranking agents of their status in the Bureau. Her immediate supervisor, A.D. Stabler, was there, along with a panel of other assistant directors. They reviewed the facts of what had happened, then gave her the chance to explain herself. All of their faces giving nothing away. When she finished, she was excused and told to meet Stabler in his office.

When she got there and took a seat in front of his desk, Stabler surprised her by sliding a case file across to her. “Agent Spoole, I have a new assignment for you, in lieu of pursuing disciplinary action. I’m also moving you out of the Violent Crimes Section. Complete this, and I’ll approve you for Cyber Crimes. For that supervisory position that’s open.”

Emma was at first livid at the news she was being transferred. She’d given so much to that division. It had become her life, pretty much. Now she was being railroaded for one goddamn mistake?! But then the idea of that supervisory position sweetened the deal a lot. Well, until she opened the file and read through the case, growing more furious with every page, once she saw what it entailed.

“Sir, I don’t mean any disrespect, but frankly this is bullshit! You’re sending me out to some Oregon podunk town on some low-priority shit detail. So I can tail some Mayberry sheriff who may or may not have taken bribe money from marijuana growers. I’m a federal agent. I have one of the highest arrest-and-conviction rates in V.C.S. I’m NOT some gumshoe P.I.”

Stabler leaned back in his chair, glaring at her. “You need to check and stow the attitude right now, Spoole. That’s the last thing you can afford.” He opened an Alka-Seltzer and dropped it into a glass of water. He was a lifer in the FBI, and he had the ulcer to show for it. “There’s evidence pointing to police corruption in that town. Find out about this Romero character, gather your intel and evidence, and bring him in if in fact he’s involved in any of it. Otherwise, don’t bother coming back from Oregon.” 

“Yes, sir. All right. I’ll do it.” Agent Spoole gathered up the file folder and stalked out of his office. She went straight to the elevator and took it down to the underground parking garage. She gunned her white Mustang out and took a drive around the city before heading home to her high-rise apartment in Bethesda, Maryland. Once home, she poured herself a neat glass of Pendleton whiskey, her favorite, as she turned on some of her favorite pop music and started throwing clothes into a couple of suitcases. All the while, cursing Stabler, the FBI hierarchy, and her own stupid judgement. If she’d been a man, would she be in this situation? Probably not. But as it stood, she had no choice. She needed to get this stupid assignment done, submit a decent report, arrest the guy if needed, then she’d be home free. Honestly, how hard could it be? All she had to do was bug Andy Taylor’s house, then follow and listen in on any- and everything he did. Things most often naturally worked themselves out from there.

Later, as planned: Emma booked a flight to Portland Oregon for the next afternoon. After landing, she picked up her car from the transport company, loaded all her bags in it, and put in directions to White Pine Bay in the GPS. It took almost two hours of driving because even with that, she got lost, ended up on old Highway 88. Well off the main freeway. She noticed a motel with a new-looking blue neon sign reading “Bates Motel.” It seemed as good a place to stay as any. Besides, it provided a convenient start for asking questions. This was her experience doing investigations in small towns: she’d learned the local cops knew a little, the local newspaper reporters knew just a little bit more, and the local small business owners knew everything. She parked and got out, noticing the office was empty of anyone. Perhaps they were out to lunch, or cleaning rooms. She wandered along the porchway, looking for any sign of an owner or front desk manager.

Toby Theory- Part 1

I received a request awhile ago to write a theory about Toby.  I have been completely swamped at work the last month. Sorry it took so long!!

This is PART 1. Part 2 will come within the next days/weeks.

I have always felt that Toby’s behavior in the first couple of seasons was the most sketchy, so I have gone all the way to the beginning to point out all the things that make me wonder if he is really the half of Spoby that we’re all in love with…

It all started when Alison and the girls threw a stink bomb into Toby’s barn.  Ali convinces the girls that Toby’s the one spying/videotaping them. Jenna was in the barn at the time, and ended up being blinded. Toby takes the blame for it, and gets sent to a detention center. 

A year after Ali’s disappearance, the girls steal Toby’s psychological records and find out that Alison blackmailed him into taking the blame by threatening to reveal his sexual relationship with his step-sister Jenna. 

Toby returns to school and is treated poorly by everyone, but him and Emily begin to form an unlikely friendship. They get into an altercation in the science lab, and he disappears after dropping Emily off at the hospital. MARLENE HAS CONFIRMED THAT THIS IS WHEN TOBY JOINED THE A TEAM.  

  • WHY     DID HE JOIN THE A TEAM AT THIS TIME?  I always thought his motivation     for joining the A team was to protect Spencer. But at this time he had NO     relationship with Spencer at all. Everyone believed he was the one who     killed Alison (except Emily). Him and Spencer had never spoken. This is     very concerning… Why would he join forces with Mona (who was supposedly A     at this time) to torture the 4 girls? He seemed to realize that it was     Alison who did the blackmailing, not the girls, and now she is gone. And     we even find out later he thanked Ali for getting Jenna away from him!     What on earth was his motivation to join the A team? It really doesn’t     make any sense at all.

The police issue an arrest warrant for Toby for Ali’s murder -after a his blood-stained sweater is found in Ali’s house.

Toby shows up in the backseat of Emily’s car at Camp Mona. He tells Emily that he met Ali the night of her disappearance and gave her his sweater when she was cold. He claims that he thanked her for getting Jenna away from him and then saw her get into a car with someone he didn’t recognize (Ezra). He explains that the tattoo of September 1st was celebrating his freedom from Jenna, not Alison. 

The girls tell Jenna they know about the incest between her and Toby. Toby is released from jail with an ankle monitor, on house arrest. Jenna tells Toby that SHE turned him into the cops in order to keep him close. She comes on to him but he rejects her.

The girls decide to give the police the video of Ian and Ali at the kissing rock to prove that Toby is innocent, but the laptop is stolen from Spencer’s purse. 

The girls go visit the old lady who made the friendship bracelets for Ali, and find that A pretended to be Spencer when he/she visited the old lady. We later see the old lady talking to A, telling shim that she did exactly what s/he asked. She calls A “Pretty Eyes.”  I have always suspected that Toby was Pretty Eyes.

Spencer becomes Toby’s FRENCH tutor in an attempt to share information with Toby to find out who is framing them both. 

Spencer goes to Toby’s house and tells him that she believes they are both being framed. Toby tells her to leave because Jenna is there. He puts a note inside the French textbook that Jenna wrote in braille. It translates to 214 which they believe to be Jenna’s motel room. The last scene cuts to A listening to a French tutorial. We know how much A loves french. Toby is A clue? 


A has 4 cages, each containing a rat. Each cage has the name of the liars taped to it. The cage labeled “Spencer,” however, is missing the rat… Is it because Toby is A and doesn’t want Spencer to be “a rat” in a cage because he has developed feelings for her? This still doesn’t make sense, because if Toby was on the A Team at this point, he would know what was going on. It was either him or another team member who was at the old ladies house- using the name Spencer Hastings.

The murder charges against Toby are dropped, as the blood evidence they collected was corrupted. This makes sense, because it was almost definitely the A team who corrupted the evidence. Maybe even Detective Wilden- who I have always thought was on the A Team. Maybe Toby joined the A Team in order to clear his name of the murder charge…

Toby moves into the motel and him and Spencer spy on room 214.  They play board games to keep them entertained. We know how much Charles loves board games….


They sleep in bed together over night, and wake the next morning to flute music coming from 214. But when they open the door, they see it was a recording and find an A message. Does this prove Jenna was working on the A team with Mona? Was Toby in on this?? If he is on the A team, A wouldn’t be sending him messages. Was this all an act he played in front of Spencer in order to get her to trust him? Remember Mona sent herself A messages. 

We also know that Mona’s lair was IN THIS MOTEL, and TOBY LIVED RIGHT THERE.

The Rosewood police have made Spencer a “person of interest” in the murder of Ali. Veronica tells Spencer the police found fibers in the bracelet Alison gave her that match the sweater fibers found at Toby’s and that she believes someone is going through a great deal of trouble to make Spencer look guilty. So now whoever went to the old ladies house was the one who tampered with this evidence to made Spencer look guilty. 

So maybe A told Toby that he would be dropped as a suspect if he framed Spencer…

Around this same time we find out that Jenna was paying Caleb to spy on Hanna and the girls. Caleb reveals that Jenna was looking for a key. Emily has a flashback that makes her look in the snow globe. At the bottom she finds a key with numbers printed on it. There is also a tag attached, with the name of a storage place. They track down a flash drive that Ali hid in the storage place which contains NAT videos of the girls.

There is footage of July 4th, moments before “The Jenna Thing,” when Ali had been sure someone was spying on them in Emily’s room. 

  • July     4th has been significant in PLL. It was the date of The Jenna Thing, Sara     Harvey mentions that A would give her cupcakes on July 4th in the     Dollhouse, and in Season 7 there is a flashback of Toby and Jenna on July     4th with fireworks going off in the background… It seems like there is a     clue hidden with that date. Is it possible Toby is A and is getting back     at the girls for what they did to Jenna?… “God help the mister that     comes between me and my sister…” We all assumed a women was saying this,     but what if TOBY was saying this in reference to his sister Jenna. 

On the hard drive there is also footage of Jenna seducing Toby. The girls confront Jenna about the video, and Jenna tells them that Ali threatened to reveal the video if Jenna told anyone that it was the girls who blinded her. 

  • We know that A has some serious psychological issues. If Toby is Charles, it would make sense. His mother died when he was very young- probably murdered by one of the DiLaurentis’, went through God know what, had an incest relationship with his step sister, another DiLaurentis bombs his bar, blinds his sister, and blackmails him, sending him to juvie.

Jenna, Toby, Ian, and Garrett were all scared of and being blackmailed by Alison. 

Fastforwarding…… Ian tries to throw Spencer down the bell tower. A figure approaches and Ian asks “What are you doing here?”  The figure saves Spencer, and pushes Ian, and he hangs entangled in the bell towers ropes.

  • We are later told this was Alison, but HOW COULD IT BE? At this point it was pretty clear that everyone believed Ali was dead, and if she showed up to Ian, he would have been visibly shocked. It is very possible that this was TOBY who saved Spencer.  When the police arrive, Ian is no where to be found.  Who can keep a body hidden? A.

There was a specific scene that I always found weird. Spencer is alone at home when she hears something outside. She panics, grabs a knife and hides. Someone comes inside…..but it ends up being Toby.

  • Isn’t it REALLY weird that Toby would just walk into her house? Remember- at this point in the show, the entire town hates him, especially Spencer’s parents. Most people still believed he murdered Ali.

Spencer see’s that a restricted # is texting Melissa’s phone, saying it isn’t safe to come back yet. Jason returns to Rosewood and moves back into his old house. NOW EVERYONE INVOLVED IN THE NAT VIDEOS ARE IN TOWN.

Spencer spots Toby by Rosewood High. She tries to convince him to return to high school but Toby says he is just going to get his GED, because he just landed a construction job working for an established company.  WAS TOBY ACTUALLY BUILDING THE DOLLHOUSE? We conveniently find out that he was “fired” from this construction job because the family didn’t want Toby there because of his reputation. And then in the next episode we find out he is doing construction on the DiLaurentis house. 

Spencer steals Melissa’s wedding ring and pawns it for money to buy Toby a truck. Toby tells Spencer he loves her. Later we see A buying Melissa’s ring from the pawn shop. SKETCHY! When Spencer goes back to the shop to get the ring back, she gets a horseshoe in return…


The girls later find Ian’s dead body in a barn with horseshoes nailed into the wall over his head. There is ONE missing- the one Spencer got at the pawn shop. A also puts Ian’s phone into Spencer’s purse. Everything revolves around Spencer being framed for murder. It would make so much sense if Toby was the one doing all of this. A could have forced him to frame Spencer in exchange for getting Toby off for Ali’s murder.  Or Toby is the psychopathic mastermind A himself.

Peter Hastings hires Toby to do construction on their property. Toby finds the hockey stick Spencer was holding from that night, but Peter takes it from him and throws it into the fireplace. It seems like Peter actually thinks his own daughter is Ali’s murderer at this point- if he was willing to destroy the evidence. 

Spencer meets up with Toby later that night really upset. Toby tells her that it’s impossible for anyone to think that she killed Alison.

  • But is it really? Seems like someones going through a lot of trouble to make it look like she did.

At the morgue, the girls discover that the murder weapon was a curved blunt edge, which could be a field hockey stick. 

Spencer and Emily discover t that Jason’s shed is a dark room- filled with photos of Aria’s facial features. When Aria confronts him about it, he claims that Ali was the one who took the pictures.

  • It makes me wonder if Ali took them in order to make a mask of Aria’s face. Similar photos are in Rollin’s burner apartment of Wilden’s face, and we know Rollins wore a VERY realistic Wilden mask to make Ali think she was going crazy.

 At this point we find out that Ian, Garrett and Jason were members of the N.A.T Club; which stands for "Nos Animadverto Totus" which translates to we see all.

  • It’s important to note that Jenna was very close with Ian AND  Garrett- the two members who were eventually murdered. Toby getting payback? Really makes me wonder what exactly Toby knows. 

Three creepy, talking dolls with pull-strings are sent to Spencer’s house.  Spencer’s doll says “Keep Toby safe.” INTERESTING! 

Spencer interprets her order to keep Toby safe as to keep him away from her. 

Toby shows up to the main room of the police station. He calls out for Spencer as she walks past and confesses his love for her. Broken-hearted, Spencer keeps on walking and doesn’t respond, as three officers hold Toby back.

A meets Dr Sullivan at the diner, and the waitress calls shim Pretty Eyes.

In the flashback Halloween episode, The First Secret, Emily spots Toby unloading a moving van. He’s looking at a snow globe. He tells her that his dad has remarried and that the new wife is moving in with her daughter. 

Toby makes Spencer a rocking chair.

In the Halloween flashback episode, right before this one, Ali is sitting in the creepy house in a rocking chair.

A has also been shown in a rocking chair:

  •  It’s very sketchy that Toby chose a ROCKING CHAIR of all things to gift Spencer with. Charles’ soul room in the dollhouse was filled with children’s items- like a crib etc. Rocking chairs are most associated with children.

Spencer overhears Garrett telling Jenna that it was a bad idea to bring in a third person for their plain. Could this possibly be Toby (Charles)?

Spencer discovers a rehabilitation center for the blind where Jenna went after the accident before moving back to Rosewood.

  • This Blind School link is imperative because the summer finale of season 7 ended at a BLIND SCHOOL, where SPENCER was shot, and JENNA WAS SAVED BY A. There are all these links to eyes/sight/seeing everything/pretty eyes that all relate to A and Jenna. It makes sense if Charles is Toby because he is the closest one to Jenna, she’s his sister! I know he is shown at the end in the car accident, but as Marlene has said before, we don’t know if we are being shown scenes in order. This could have been the next day for all we know.

Spencer steals the Blind School sign-in sheet.

  • There have been multiple instances of C. Cavanough being written on sign in sheets in important places the girls have visited. I have always wondered…is it possible this person is CHARLES Cavanough….a.k.a. TOBY!?

Another interesting scene is when Toby goes to Spencer’s to pick up his tools and he falls off the scaffolding. We saw A loosen the bolt at the end of the previous episode. Is it possible Toby set it up himself to gain sympathy and get close to Spencer again?? Sounds like something A would do…

The next morning, the girls watch a N.A.T video:

  • The boys are in Alison’s room and Garrett opens a wooden box and finds something that we cant see.
  • They hear someone coming up the stairs, presumably Alison. 
  • Ian says “We are all going down” and drops the camera while fighting with Garrett. 
  • The tape stops there. 
  • They hear a car pulling up outside and look out the window to see parked in the front yard. 
  • They open the door to find the keys in the ignition and a note for Spencer on the dash. She reads the note and tells the other girls “he’s gone.”

*****THIS IS IMPORTANT because Toby claims he joined the A team at this point to protect Spencer BUTTTT Marlene said Toby joined the A Team much earlier in Season 1. 


Part 2 coming soon…thanks for reading <3