good men gone

where have all the good men gone

Every time I read about a writer or filmmaker or any other person in a storytelling medium complain: “It’s so hard to write good guys.  They’re so boring!” I feel the need to smack them upside the head with the following examples:

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Steve Rogers

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Benton Fraser and Ray Kowalski

(Ray only pretends to be a ‘bad boy’ but he’s actually a GIANT DORK WHO NEEDS ALL THE LOVE)

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Sam Wilson

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T’challa (Look, he had so many minutes of screentime in Civil War but we already know he’s a good man and a BAMF)

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Clark Kent

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Bucky Barnes - was never a ‘bad boy’.  He’d been a good friend, a good soldier and a good man that HYDRA took and tried to break.  They never quite succeeded because they needed a goddamn Steve Rogers lookalike to tell him he was doing the “right” thing.

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James T. Kirk, Leonard McCoy and Spock (ToS and the Kelvin Timelines)

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Hikaru Sulu

But basically.

If you tell me you can’t write a “good guy” because you think “good guys are boring” then you’re a fucking hack who can’t write for shit. 

Women want men who:

  • Are compassionate
  • Are selfless
  • Are funny
  • Are romantic
  • Are hardworking
  • Are intelligent
  • Are creative
  • Have pretty hair
  • Have cute accents
  • Love their mothers
  • Don’t want to get involved with drama
  • Treat others with kindness
  • Hate oppression and injustice
  • Love coffee
  • Love history
  • Are engineers
  • Are from Poland
  • Are Tadeusz Kosciuszko basically

Here’s an idea.
Fill up Litchfield with guards like Nicole Haught, Maggie Sawyer, and Gail Peck.

She told you she cooks. You told her you don’t want a cook, your mom cooks just fine.

She told you she cleans. You told her you don’t want her to clean, that cleaning takes only 2 hours and is hardly an accomplishment.

She told you she loves you. You told her your dog loves you just fine.

She told you she wants kids, you told her women who want kids just want beta bucks.

She told you she wants you, who is 5’9, you told her her boobs weren’t big enough.

She messages her ex because he is now gay and they are friends.

You complain that she wants rich, hot men, but then prefer rich hot women and follow a ton of “instagram hoes” who travel the world and take bikini pictures.


Preview to “Holding Out For a Paladin”

This is only the first chapter for story on Archive enjoy which luckily I can post on my phone!


“Where have all the good men gone, and where are all the gods?”


Sirens are blaring through the ship as the Paladins of Voltron run through the halls. Sentries following them as Lotor’s Generals lead them like a pack of wolves.

“This way!”

“Come on we need to hurry!”

“Coran, is the escape pod ready?!”

“Waiting for you in the Hanger!”

With hurried steps the Paladins find the Hanger as Lance looks to see the sentries and the generals following closely behind. He looks to see the others getting the members to quickly enter the escape pod. Lance looks back to see the sentries and generals are still coming quickly.

Lance growls annoyed as he demands, “Everyone in! I’ll try to see if I can hold them back!”

“Wait Lance! No! Everyone is almost in,” argues Allura as she shows another alien into the pod. When she looks up she sees Lance already leaving the group. “Pidge, Hunk please help him.”

“On it Allura!” agrees Pidge as Hunk nods.

They exit out the door as they try to hold back the sentries though it’s not enough. Lance looks as there’s still more aliens as he says, “Go! I’ll finish this off!”

“But-,” starts Hunk before suddenly both him and Pidge are pushed into the escape pod as Lance sees some aliens go in, but the sentries and generals are closer.

Lance looks back at his team as he takes a deep breath as he forms his rifle shots the escape pod’s door keypad as the doors begin to close quickly.

Hunk wondering what’s taking Lance so long looks up to see take the shot as he yells, “Lance! What are you doing?!”

His shout brings the attention of the others as they take a sharp intake of breath wondering what could possibly going through his mind right now.

“Lance! You idiot! Hurry up!”

“Get in here!”

“You can still make it!”

The shouts and pleas for him to go through that door went quiet in his ears as he looks at the the door. He couldn’t possibly fit through but something can. He looks down at the Red Bayard… Keith’s Bayard.

He looks at the Team as they try to rush to keep the door open as he says, “I’m sorry.”

He looks away can’t baring to look at of any of their faces as he throws the Bayard in the pod. He hears the pod flying away with the muffled yells and cries of his teammates as he looks to see the generals look at him with amused looks as Acxa grabs his wrists and forces him in a kneeling position as he hears footsteps.

Blue meets Yellow as Lotor greets with devilish smile, “Greetings, Blue Paladin… I believe we haven’t been properly introduced.”

Where have all the good men gone?

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And where are all the gods?

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Where’s the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?

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South London Misfit: 6

Part 6: Hero

Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

A/N: I’ve included the anon request to have a pre-Kingsman Eggsy being over protective - hope you enjoy!

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Sat on the swing in the darkness, Y/N began to regret several of her life choices, the first Eggsy and secondly being out here in the middle of a crime stricken estate of South London on her own.  Watching the three blokes crept out of the bushes was something of a nightmare. Their crooked grins reflected in the dim street lights and Y/N could feel the whites on their eyes looking her up and down like a piece of meat.

In that moment, Y/N wondered where had all the good men gone and was there even a God? Quickly, she got off the swing set and looked for an exit. The three men were getting close rapidly, “Where ya goin’ pretty lass?” The larger of the three men asked a smirk across his lips. “We can’t leave a little thing like you out here on ya own,” Another teased as they began to back her against the cold mental fence. Bile began to rise in her throat, this was it for her.

Jack couldn’t hold Eggsy back anymore. Racing towards Y/N as she was surrounded by the three sleaze bags, Eggsy jumped over benches and dove through bushes. Adrenaline coarser through his veins like his feelings for the girl who was in trouble. “Eggs!” Lee yelled as he began to fear that his best mate was going to be pummeled to a pip. Eggsy was no Hercules but he sure as hell was going to try.

Leaping the metal fence, Eggsy stood in front of Y/N. “Alright lads, you’ve had ya fun, just let the girl go,” Eggsy said confidently, puffing out his chest. Y/N stood there, wide eyed in disbelief. “Eggsy what are you doing?” Y/N hissed. “Saving your pretty arse sweetheart.” He bluntly whispered as he felt Y/N pressed against his wide back. Eggsy wasn’t a white knight on a steed but pressed her close to him as she shivered, fearing for what was going to happen next.

“Gotta hero have we?” The larger one questioned, now clearly the leader of the thugs. “We best show him whose boss then!” He snarled as he threw a punch Eggsy’s way. Things began to move in slow motion then. Y/N could hear the sounds of police sirens close by and the thumping of heavy foot steps. She watched as the punch hit Eggsy square on the cheek and watched as he began to stagger from the force. Spit flew from his lips as the thugs became aware of the police racing towards them.

Eggsy hit the floor hard as Y/N collapsed to her knees beside him. Blood dripped from his lips as Y/N supported his head on her lap. “Eggsy, that was so stupid,” she sniffed as tears began to build up in her eyes. “That was so stupid, thank you,” she whispered as the police officer came over to help them out and take their statements. “Anything for you princess,” he chuckled out as he spat blood onto the floor and wiped his lips. Helping him up, Y/N passed him a tissue she kept in her pocket, “Let get ya home Eggs, I think that bloke may have knocked a screw loose,” Y/N smiled as she wrapped her arm around his waist to support him.

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Allow me to set the scene.

A talent show, promoted by Ladybug and Chat Noir, is organised for charity. A stage is set up by the Eiffel Tower. The crowd is bustling with excitement. Naturally, the masked heroes make an appearance to show their support.

Everything is going according to plan, until the final act saunters up on stage. It’s only now that Ladybug realizes that his partner has slunk out of her seat.

Pink hair and pointed teeth twinkling in the spotlight, she stands confidently, basking in the hushed whispers and gasps of the crowd. Chat Noir is going to sing? She is handed a microphone, all is silent.

A piano is being rolled in as the number begins.

“Where have all the good men gone and where are all the Gods….?”

There is a crash. Ladybug has fallen out of his seat. The usually sober hero is now yelling at someone “gET HER OFF THE STAGE”

But that will not be happening, Ladybug.

The piano is prepared for her to lay on seductively.

The back up dancers have already been paid.

The fireworks are standing by.

This is her destiny, Ladybug.

The show must go on.

deathchrist2000  asked:

Top 10 Comics Alliance articles?

That is a scale of searching and winnowing down that’s beyond me, though along with those Superman pieces and a bunch of Sims’ stuff on Batman that would probably increase the size of this damn thing by half over again, some favorites that come to mind after a search include: 

* Andrew Wheeler’s Where Have All The Good Men Gone And Where Are All The Gods? Reflections On The Rifts In Superhero FandomThe Straightwashing Of Hercules And How Marvel Keeps Failing LGBTQ Readers; ‘If You Don’t Like It, Make Your Own’ Is Terrible Advice, But A Great Idea; Super: The Inhumans And The Sinister Gentrification Of Otherness; Revival, Reinvention, Resurrection: The Power Of Great Superhero Costume Design; and Is Frank Cho The Last Champion Of Straight Men’s Boners In This Hellish Feminist Wasteland We Live In? 

* Kieran Shiach’s This Magazine Kills Fascists series; Understanding Hawkman: How A Simple Concept Became The DC Universe’s Most Confusing CharacterThe Importance Of LQBTQ Representation In All-Ages Comic Books; Rebirth Anxiety: Our Hopes And Fears For DC’s Latest Not-Reboot; How Comic Books Helped Me Come Out As Bisexual; and Crisis Management: How Do You Solve A Problem Like Continuity? 

* Juliet Kahn’s Who Is Wonder Woman? The Diamonds And Dinged Plastic Of Azzarello & Chiang’s Amazon Princess; Smart, Nice And Sassy: ‘Good Girl’ Role Models Make Boring Heroes; and Emma Frost’s Wardrobe Is Malfunctioning

* David Uzumeri’s various annotations; Alan Moore X Hideaki Anno: Their Failed Assassinations Of Their Genres; and The Geoff Johns Literalism Method: A Primer

* Kate Leth’s Kate Or Die strips

* David Brothers’ The Originals and I’m David series; 50 Years Later: Growth And Maturity In Amazing Spider-Man 1-50; and Frank Miller’s Holy Terror: A Propaganda Comic That Fights Faith Instead Of Evil

* Charlotte Finn’s Lost in Transition and Preacher, Ma’am series along with Unpacking The Transphobia In Airboy #2 and It Will Never Love You Back: Marvel, Ike Perlmutter, And Why The Corporation Cannot Be Your Friend 

* Elle Collins’ Give ‘Em Elle series 

* Chris Sims’ Funkywatch and Bizarro Back Issues along with various TV/movie co-reviews; The Racial Politics Of Regressive StorytellingTime And Time Again: The Complete History Of DC’s Retcons And RebootsThe Rise And Fall Of Chuck AustenThe Ask Chris Halloween Special!Worst Of The Worst: ‘Justice League: The Rise Of Arsenal #3′Building A Better Superhero CostumeWhich Superhero Could Replace Santa Claus?Batman Vs. ‘Twilight’ (and indeed any time he was called upon to take a look at either Twilight or the Transformers movies); The Great Santa FightHow I Learned To Love ‘Achewood’The Weirdest Part Of ‘Achewood’I Hate You So Much Lucy LaneWhy Spider-Man Is The Best Character Ever (Yes, Even Better Than Batman); Bob Kane Is Just The Worst; Stan Lee, The Man And The Myth; DC, Marvel And ‘The Problem’; and any time he was asked to review fast food/Halloween costumes/Valentine cards/happy meal toys/etc., along with plenty of other Ask Chris’s I’m forgetting about at the moment to be sure (but I feel fair in saying I’ve done a deep enough dive for the evening)

* Laura Hudson’s The Big Sexy Problem With Superheroines And Their ‘Liberated Sexuality’; Sexual Harassment In Comics: The Tipping Point; and the The Complete And Utter Insanity Of ‘Batman: Odyssey’ series with David Wolkin

* Tuesdays & Wednesdays: The Comicsalliance Roundtable On Politics And Comics‘Rebirth’ Roundtable: Comics Alliance Takes On DC’s Latest Announcements; and Why We Love Comics


My Springs of Joy Run Dry; a Robert’s Rebellion mix for the girl that a dragon locked away in a tower, far from home, and the brother who comes in a rush of steel, too late. I promise. Lya, I promise….

This isn’t going to be one of those love stories, is it? 

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Bonnie Tyler  {Sentence Starters}

  • “I need a hero.”
  • “Where were you?”
  • “You’re driving me wild.”
  • “You’re too good to last.”
  • “I don’t want you seeing me cry.”
  • “Got a feeling and it just ain’t right.”
  • “I told you everything I possibly can.”
  • “Call me what you like, but I’m a fool.”
  • “You’ve got a lot to learn about loyalty.“
  • “I can’t help if the world is going crazy.”
  • “You’ve got nothing but fear in your eyes.”
  • “Something’s gone wrong, can’t you see?”
  • “Love songs last longer than lovers ever do.”
  • “If you want to leave, I won’t beg you to stay.”
  • “Just walk out that door… Yeah, see if I care.”
  • “You couldn’t tell right from wrong if you tried.”
  • “Gotta be careful when you’re taking a chance.”
  • “I was a fool to think that you’d be there for me.”
  • “I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the end of the night.”
  • “There’s a tiny piece of me that feels sorry for you.”
  • “You’re running from it all… so you better run, now.”
  • “Do you really think you’ve got a ghost of a chance?“
  • “If I sing you a love song, will you always remember?“
  • “I can’t lie… I can’t tell you that I’m something I’m not.”
  • “It’s gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet.”
  • “This is gonna break just like every promise that you make.”
  • “Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods?”
  • “I would swear that there’s someone somewhere… watching me.”
  • “I don’t usually talk about my feelings… but, with you, there’s such a lot I want to say.”
  • “But, since you don’t have an honest bone in your body, and you can’t seem to tell the truth… I’m gonna have to do it for you.”

Where have all the good men gone?

And where are all the gods?

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Where’s the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?

Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed?

Late at night I toss and I turn, and I dream of what I need.

I need a hero.


                      WHERE HAVE ALL THE GOOD MEN GONE???



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