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Burnt Into Ashes (OCs, sickfic, part 4)

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NOTE: I’m assuming my characters have about as much medical knowledge as I do, which is like none, so I’m sorry for any inconsistencies here or any glaring errors (if they’re so bad that they disrupt your reading, I’ll change it, but otherwise…this part had such a huge revamp, I don’t even want to look at it anymore). Also, putting most of this under a cut because it got way too long I’m sorry.


Liam moved before he had time to think, wrapping his arms around Elliott’s waist as he collapsed. The first thing he noticed when he moved Elliott’s head to rest on his shoulder was the heat. Of course he’d known Elliott was ill, but he hadn’t known he was that ill.

Although, Liam reminded himself bitterly, it wasn’t as if he didn’t know Elliott was miserable.

It wasn’t until moments later that he remembered he wasn’t alone, that Alisa was still standing right there, and on top of it, she was shouting at him.

“–serious?! Couldn’t you see how badly off he was when he got here?” She gestured wildly toward the limp boy as Liam moved to lay him down on a bench in the lobby. “Or yesterday for that matter? Why did you even call him in, it’s not as if we couldn’t have managed–”

“Will you shut up for a moment?” Liam barked, heart racing. This wasn’t the time for panicking, nor was it the time to be reprimanding himself. There would be plenty of time for that later, after he’d gotten Elliott sorted, and he didn’t need Alisa or anyone else coming after him about it.

“I will not!” Alisa said, incredulous. “What he needs is rest, and here you are dragging him out of his house when we don’t even need–”

“Alisa, please,” Liam said, trying to keep the tremor out of his voice. “I’m going to take him home, so watch things here, will you? I’ll see that he’s looked after, just–just please shut up.”

Alisa must have heard the plea in his voice because after a moment of hesitation where Liam was sure she would yell at him again, she backed down. Her glower, however, never wavered.

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hawkeye221b  asked:

gUYS SEND HELP THIS ISN'T CHASE RELATED BUT ETHAN HAS ME SHOOK. WHAT DO I DO?? (on another note, i'm working on something that's Septic Ego related, do yall wanna be tagged when i'm done?)

I DUNNO
HE HAS ME SHOOK AS WELL
I DUNNO HOW I SHOULD FEEL ABOUT HIS DARK SIDE
SHOULD I LIKE HIM THE WAY I LIKE/FEAR DARK?
OR SHOULD I LIKE/WANT TO PUNCH HIM TILL I DIE LIKE ANTI?
(Also we’d love to see it! :D) - Mod Lily

I need to find mr new vegas..so i can nicely ask him to stop playin johnny guitar so often 

Something quick about Villanious

So, there are lots of people that think that Black Hat is a demon. And the way he and Dr. Flug met for the first time is still unknown.
So my theory is:
What if Dr. Flug got himself in serious danger and was going to die, maybe he got also scarred on his face and that’s the reason he’s wearing that bag now.
However Black Hat saw what was happening and decided to intervene.
After all Dr. Flug was a genius, all that potential couldn’t just got to waste.
So he saved his life (kinda) and Flug had to make, like, a deal with him.
And that’s why he’s working for Black Hat.
It’s just a theory, pls don’t kill me.

hey whats up mikeyway how u doin u noodle legged motherfucker?

um hi patrick

ya so i heard ur with pete?? whats that abt huh u kno petes mine u lil bitch

patrick dude chill. me and mikey arent a thing what r u doin

bullshit gerard and i are buds he tells me everything

gee wtf

i cna explain

srsly mikeyway stay after from my bf

dude patrick srsly stop mikey and i havent fucked in seven - ten. ten years

lol i knew it frank owes me ten bucks

dude gerard get off the phone also say sorry to mikey, patrick

im sorry mikey

it’s ok patrick

k but u guys what if we just had a threesome…you can fight over my hot bod in bed

pete what the fuck

frank come here this shit is gold also u owe me ten bucks

what the fuck

so @striddums and i were talking about colour schemes and things and i just made a whole bunch of analogous ones

n i think its a fun and good art exercise for colour theory!! i def recommend trying it

just split the colour wheel any which way u want and have fun messing with the values from one side of it

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Robin is here to help her best friend and his wife with their problems, no matter what they may be (or is she?)

posting the sketchy version of this stupid comic bc why not

[also tumblr kinda killed the images, i might fix it later?? stay tuned]

hey guys! my last semester of high school starts tomorrow and i thought i could make a quick lil masterpost on how to take on your next semester head-on and how to start off strong.

1. start off organized (whatever organized means to you)

  • one thing i tried this year was keeping a folder for all of my school papers and it helped me a lot instead of just putting my papers in one designated spot like previous years. keeping one folder (or one folder per subject) can help you keep track of all of your papers. 
  • if you need tips on how to stay organized, check out my masterpost here :)

2. try to have a positive mindset

  • although i’m kind of loathing going back to school, you have to try and find the positives in going back! and it doesn’t have to be academic, my positive thought about school is that i’ll get to see my friends and read more cool books for Literature class. if you go into it with a negative mindset, school will be a drag and you won’t do your best.

3. make small progress on any long term assignments at the beginning

  • following this step should help relieve any stress about a long term project, especially one that you know is coming (ex. me with my quarter assignments for literature). making progress can range from starting to read the book early to just writing a sentence a day or somethin’. but you don’t want to get too caught up in this step that you forget about the work that is due the next day, or something of the sort. 

4. *mainly for seniors* if you have anything application related, do it asap.

  • i know that i have my CSF application due some time throughout the second semester and a couple scholarship items to complete, so i’m going to do them either during the break before the next semester or as early as possible in the next semester. doing this is very helpful and will help relieve any anticipation or stress. 

5. detox the weekend before you go back to school

  • personally, i try to refrain from doing anything school-related the weekend before school because you should just relax and prepare by being relaxed. take a bubble bath, watch a movie, hang with some friends, sleep, anything that makes you happy and relaxed. dunno what to do? i have some cute things here in my self care tag.

6. Have fun.

  • have a great time, don’t let school run your whole life.

i know this isn’t much but these are just my own little tips that i thought might help someone else. it sounds a lot like my Staying Organized masterpost, but most of that does overlap here. any masterpost recommendations? let me know and I will definitely take it into consideration. 

Other Masterposts:

surviving world history ap [x]

my guide to scholarships [x]

surviving finals [x]

how i take notes [x]

how i study for ap psychology [x]

staying organized [x]

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Come for the smoking hot pictures of Holtby, stay for the discussion of his fashion sense and the specatular bromance with Nate Schmidt.

Braden Holtby’s runway is the walk from Verizon Center parking garage to the Washington Capitals locker room before each game. His carefully assembled suit typically elicits compliments from arena staff, and the fashion choices that used to be the subject of light ribbing from his teammates now earn a nod of appreciation.

“The bar has been set,” defenseman Nate Schmidt said. “And the bar is, what is Holts wearing today?”

“I love it,” Schmidt said. “It inspired me. I went and bought a hat. It’s not very good though. He said I need to go back and try again.”

When the team is on the road, Schmidt has occasionally tagged along on Holtby’s spontaneous shopping trips to some of his favorite boutiques — John Varvatos, Ralph Lauren’s Double RL and Suitsupply. “I just kind of hang out and watch in awe, then flip over the price tag every once in a while,” Schmidt said. If Schmidt feels conflicted in what he should wear, he texts Holtby for guidance.

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Vanish in the Dark Pt 1

Pairings: None at the moment(A.K.A I have no idea where I’m going with this.)

Warnings: None right now, maybe language?

Word Count: 2600+

Summary: Assassin’s Creed AU and Marvel AU crossover.  The Brotherhood has spent years hiding in the shadows keeping the Templars in line as the years pass on. When the Templars company Abstergo Industries strikes up a deal with Hydra, things have to change. The Brotherhood decides to step out of the shadows, reaching out for the help of the Avengers. What could go wrong?

A/N: So far I have the first four parts written, but after that I dunno where I’m gonna go. All I know is this is gonna be a long one, and while I’m writing as I go, I’m really excited. I’ve started a tag list, so let me know if you’d like to added and I’ll be more than happy too add you! Also liking and rebblogging also helps me know if i should keep going. Thank you guys!  ❤️

Once again, the gif is not mine, credit to the owner.


*Prologue* | *Part Two*

Steve sighed into his bowl of oatmeal, watching Bucky and Sam bicker once again over who gets the last of the Lucky Charms. Natasha sat beside him, munching on an apple, throwing in a few quips herself which only cause the two start back up again. Clint had walked in, took one look at the two that stood at the center of the room gripping the box in each hand, and walked right back out. Steve was starting to think he had the right idea. 

“Could you stop egging them on?” He huffed at Natasha, who added another reason why Bucky should get the last bowl. Natasha only replied with a smirk as she took another bite from her apple. Steve rolled his eyes, knowing that she would only stop when she got bored. And from the look on her face, it wasn’t going to be a while before that happened. With the mounting tension, he thought he’d have to jump in and stop the two from having a smack down in the center of the kitchen. Just as he was about to tell them about the second box that was hiding on the top shelf in the pantry, a bellow from down the hall caused all four to stop and look in the direction.

Tony came sprinting into the kitchen, a piece of paper in hand, and looking unbelievably irate. He slammed the paper down on the island, causing the four to jump. They’ve seen him mad before, but this was a whole new level they never knew he had.

“Anyone want to tell me what the fuck this is?” He snarled, pointing at the paper. All four blinked, none knowing how to answer that question when they hadn’t the slightest clue why he was so angry. Natasha was the first to move, picking up the paper to read the words carefully. A scowl spread across her face as she read the words, unsettled from the amount of information that was typed on the paper. She turned the page over, eyeing the strange triangular symbol on the back of the white page. It didn’t spark a recognition in her mind, but the words spoke of how well the messenger knew them.

“Where did you get this?” She asked passing the paper over to Steve. Tony’s jaw clench as he tried to calm down enough to form a coherent sentence.

“It was in my lab, sitting on top my latest project. Along with a list of reasons why that prototype was not going to work and what I could do to fix it.” Tony scoffed. He was a bit bitter that someone managed to break into his lab, but was even more peeved that person had the audacity to leave a list of his failures he wasn’t even aware were there. “I checked all the tapes, there wasn’t a sign of someone breaking in the compound last night, not even a blip.”

“How is that possible?” Natasha asked leaning against the island. Steve stayed silent, rereading the words as he tried to wrap his mind around the content. If what this was saying was true then things were a lot worse than they thought.

“I don’t know, Romanoff.” Tony snarled, running a hand through his hair. “F.R.I.D.A.Y. already told that nothing out of the ordinary happened, that nothing was shut down. Yet somehow, someone broke into my lab, had time to tinker around with a prototype, and write a hand written 2 page essay on what was wrong before leaving, all while being capable of not setting off a single alarm!”

“Hey!” Steve boomed, switching into his Captain’s command voice. “Look, I get how upsetting this is, but don’t take this out on Natasha!”

Tony turned around, mouth open ready to argue. He stopped short at the withering glare Steve gave him, rolling his eyes at the blonde.

“Fine. Whatever.” He waved them off, snatching the paper out of Steve’s hand. “This is still a problem, however. Someone broke in last night. Someone knows things about us that have never been released to the public. Someone-“

“Knows of the deal between Hydra and that Abstergo company.” Steve finished. He was becoming just as unnerved about the whole thing as well. Bucky and Sam tensed, their eyes flickering to the pages. Tony passed the paper over, hardly sparing them a glance as he continued.

“They want us to meet them tomorrow afternoon. In New York. The only thing I can think of that’s going on that day is the press conference in Manhattan.” Tony was talking about the press conference that the famed company Abstergo Industries was having to speak about the advances they were going to take in the company. Their partnership with Hydra was not public knowledge, but they had heard it through the grape vine that something was happening between the two groups. The Avengers looked in on the company, wondering why Hydra took interest in them. What they found had appalled the group. They learned about some of the experiments that Abstergo took part of, and with this partnership with Hydra, they knew they’d have to do something. This request for a meeting was not something they expected however.

“Is that a good idea? I mean we have no idea who these people are.” Natasha questioned.

“I’m having F.R.I.D.A.Y. run a search for that symbol, clearly it means something. But if what they say is true, and what they know is right, then we might not have a choice.” Tony bit out. He wasn’t happy about how everything went down. However, he knew there was more important things than his bruised ego right now. Well only slightly more important. “I’m also going to up security. I can’t believe someone could sneak in.”

Steve sighed, pushing his unfinished bowl of oatmeal away. “Look, right now we need to worry about what the note said. If it’s true, then we’re going to have a lot more problems on our hands.”

Natasha nodded. “If they’re able to teach someone to become a trained killer in just days by a machine, I can only imagine what they’d do with Hydra’s less than legal experiments. Throw in the serum, they’d be unstoppable.”

Bucky tensed at that, flashes of his past coming up. He shuttered to think what could happen if this all went how the two groups wanted it to go. He passed the page to Sam and stepped up.

“I think we should go meet them.” Three sets of eyes turned to him. “The note said that if we refused, then it was fine. They don’t want anything besides stopping two groups from growing stronger than before. It’s clear they have no ulterior motive. They just want to stop them. And I agree. Hydra is already a problem, throw in the limited things we’ve learned of Abstergo and I’m sorry. I can’t let another one of me come into this world.”

Steve and Tony stayed silent for a moment. Neither wanted to agree to this, but Bucky had a point. They needed to stop this before it started. And if this other group was the key, then so be it.

“Sir.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. called, pulling their attentions away from each other.

“What’s up F.R.I.D.A.Y.?”

“I’ve done the search like you’ve asked, and I’m afraid you wouldn’t like the answer I’ve come up with.”

“And what exactly is that?”

The AI paused for a moment, before flickering on the tablet laying on one of the counters. Tony picked it up and brought up the hologram.

“It would seem that there is no current information on the symbol. Instead I found only older information. It’s an old symbol that was used dating back before history could record it. There are hints of used back in the Roman era. Perhaps ever before then. You can find old remnants on buildings, ruins, streets, and even some hidden tunnel entrances. The main known locations are Italy, present day Istanbul and recently found, Egypt.

There have been of course, other findings across Europe, and parts of Asia. There was talk of the symbol even having reached here to North America. But the symbols were suddenly wiped from existence somewhere in the 19th century. Across all countries. The only reason we know of them are because of the ones that have been found are from recent excavations and a few codecs that can only be found in ancient libraries.”

“As much as I love having an impromptu history lesson, cut to the chase. What does the symbol stand for?” Tony asked, a bit annoyed at the lengthy build up.

“That’s just it, sir. The only small bit of information I can find of it, besides the recent locations is a name. They called themselves The Brotherhood.”

“The Brotherhood?” Natasha asked.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y.-“ Tony began, flipping through some of the images that showed the symbols on buildings. They were faint, a bit more intricate in design that the simple symbol on the paper, but he could tell what was there.

“I’ve already ran a search of the name. It came up empty. I had to tap into Abstergo Industries database to find out more, to see if they knew this symbol. I searched for what I could without tripping their sensors, which isn’t much. What I did find, however, is a bit appalling. It seems that Abstergo Industry is actually a front for an old order that too dates back to the beginning of history.”

Steve raised a brow; This was getting more interesting the longer the AI rambled on.

“They were once known as the Templar Order. An old group that wanted to control and use the people so that they might have order and ‘peace’ in the world. They wanted the world built in their specific image. They cared little for what happened to the common people, just as long as they, the Order, had control.”

“Sounds like another group we know of.” Bucky muttered, watching Tony flip through the files that flashed up on the screen. The AI continued.

“The Brotherhood was once their greatest foe, the group fighting back against the Templars. The Brotherhood stood for the freedom of the people.”

“What are you getting at F.R.I.D.A.Y?” Tony could tell the AI was hesitating from telling them the truth.

“The Brotherhood was also known by the Templars’ as the Assassin’s Order.” The group stood straighter as the word.  “They were a group of highly elite assassins that targeted the Order, to keep them from growing into power. They fought each other since practically the beginning of time, at one point the Brotherhood was nearly defeated. It was around the Revolution they grew in size once more but somewhere down the way-“

“The Brotherhood disappeared.”

“Yes, and that’s why I find- odd. How did they manage to fall off the face of the earth after centuries of fighting the Order? Why is it that now, they’ve stepped up? But more important, how have they managed to keep themselves hidden for so long, even after the number of successful assassinations?”

A screen popped up, faces with list of their information, the words deceased in big red letters across the face. There was a long list, over 40 from the first page with several dozen pages. The four in the kitchen stood wide eyed as they looked over the names of many dignitaries and higher ups. Natasha stepped up pointing at a member of Parliament.

“I though he died of a heart attack two years ago.”

“No, he was killed by poison. The Order, Abstergo Industries, were the ones who performed his autopsy. The reports were falsified for the public, but the Order kept his real cause of death hidden. If word got out, then there would be more panic then necessary. As it turns out, this member of the Order also had a hidden agenda the Order was not fond of. His death was not missed by them. It still did manage to hurt them. Apparently, they lost a quite a bit of their influence in Britain because of it.”

Natasha pointed to another, a senator who had been said to have died in a car crash two months ago.

“Slit throat that was covered up by the crash.” The AI went through a quick list of the ones that stood out the most to the group, and with each one the team was left even more amazed, and frankly, scared.

“How is this possible?” Steve whispered, frowning when he recognized two of the Senators. They pressed for the Accord, but were never linked to Hydra. This made it all seem even more terrifying knowing there was another group out there that was just as influential as Hydra.

“As I stated, I’m not certain. Abstergo Industries knows that Brotherhood is still out there, but somehow the Brotherhood work in the shadows. They’re off the grid. There have been no known sittings of the Brotherhood since before the 19th century. That is, until today.”

Sam whistled low, impressed. “They’ve managed to keep a low profile for so long, eliminating well-known figure heads, and managed to break into our compound without tripping one of the alarms.”

Tony turned to glared at him, but Sam only shrugged. “Think about it. If they’ve managed to do all this, unnoticed by any of us, then they must be damn good at their jobs.”

Steve grit his teeth, not like the truth to Sam’s words. They had to be damn good. He turned back to the hologram that had pulled up the information to the press conference that was scheduled for the next afternoon.

“What about this, what is that you can tell us about the two joining?”

“As you stated earlier, Abstergo Industries has a way to put people into the past, to learn from members of their Order. They can learn how to fight, how to kill, and how to lead by simply laying down in a machine for a few hours a day. They can learn to become masters of fighting in the matter of weeks. All with out sustaining injuries. Their members are willing and wouldn’t need to be wiped to have them do the dirty work of the company. Throw in everything that Hydra knows, and willing to bring to the table; The two would both be unstoppable. The only good thing that comes from this, is a kink in the system that Abstergo Industries still has yet to fix. They call it the bleeding effect.”

“The bleeding effect?” Tony asked, flipping through a few files that pulled his interest.

“They machine they use sends them through memories. If the subject spends too much time in the machine, their brain is unable to differentiate between what real and what was a memory. They’ve lost several members to the madness that it brings.”

“The only silver lining I guess.” Steve muttered.

“I suppose, however, the Brotherhood has made great strides in keeping the Order in line, even though they themselves have not been out in the open. I suggest you take them up on this offer.”

Tony snorted and shook his head.

“Sir.”

“I know, F.R.I.D.A.Y. You’re right. This is too important to ignore.” He turned to glare at the paper that sat on the island once more, the symbol of the Brotherhood facing up. It was taunting him, they managed to do the impossible. It was a blatant show of skill. And a tease that they’d never be as good as the Brotherhood. Tony was not one to back down from a challenge. Clenching his jaw, he nodded. With a swipe of his hand, he closed the hologram.

“Looks like we’re going to a press conference.”


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@buckybabybaby @ccehrler @the-echo-of-insanity @aya-fay

(OPEN-let me know if you’d like to be tagged)

It’s always a bit weird when I see people reblog posts going “Tumblr / the fandom was so much better in the old days because we were so much nicer to each other then!”, particularly when I see them in the context of POTO and the phandom, because what I remember of the old Tumblr phandom was the many, many, many, many instances of misogyny, outright misinterpreting the characters, double standards, Raoul-bashing, and intense romanticization of abuse, with the occasional racism and subtle homophobia.

And it literally wasn’t until people called those posts out that things began to improve. Which I guess that’s why I’m kind of side-eying all the posts going “Let’s all be accepting of each other because it’s fiction!” or “This is a safe space for all ships and opinions!” because it seems to go exactly against the more critical and “We will not accept this” kind of behavior that eliminated a lot of the above. I feel like all I am seeing now are things like “We can all separate fiction from reality!” or “All these headcanons are set in a fluffy AU!” being used as a blanket statement to ignore problematic behavior, or to call people who make even a vaguely critical post that they are part of “the discourse” and contributing to a “toxic” fandom.

I dunno. I don’t want to be a gate-keeping “fandom oldie” who Has Been Through So Much; I think it’s totally fine to make up fluffy AUs and cute fics and shout about “the feels” to each other; and any harassment should be blocked and reported. But I just really want people to think critically about what you ship, acknowledge the unhealthy aspects of it, and call out fellow shippers who are engaging in problematic behaviors. I want to see more of that in the tags. I want people to stop acting like any attack on their ship is a personal attack on them and is a sign of a “toxic fandom”, because hello, have you seen the above? And I want our phandom, which has come a long way and has improved so much, to keep being going on that upward trend.