i wonder how long i can keep doing these without adding weapons

i’ve decided that since i read probably way too much fic i’m going to start a huge-ass rec list of my favourites. ones marked with a are my ultimate faves, ones marked with a * are WIPs and i’ve written little notes next to the fics that really left an impression on me. i will be adding to this list as i read new fics! 

categories under the cut: post-canon / canon divergence / AUs / one-shots / PWP

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How to Put on a Wig and Not Want to Die


I am here today to show you how to put on a wig and, well, not want to stab yourself in the eye afterwards. The thing with wigs, is they’re essentially like everything else in cosplay: in order to finish with a good result, you need to start with a good beginning. So, here we go.

First things first, you need your supplies:

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A Doctor’s Log (Mass Effect: Andromeda)

Summary: Being a collection of impressions, observations, and ruminations, by one Dr. Lexi T’Perro, staff physician on the Tempest. 

Notes: Spoilers abound, but specifically for Liam’s armor request and part of Jaal’s loyalty mission (through the end of “Flesh and Blood”). Pre-romance (incipient Sis!Ryder/Jaal).

This is loose, this is messy, and hopefully, this is funny. There may be more to come, but we shall see! <3

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Entry One:

Our young Pathfinder certainly has a talent for finding — well, talent, in the most unusual places. From what I understand, she found our resident krogan on Eos, slaughtering the local wildlife. I believe he’s wearing the bones of his kills.

And yet, he’s charming, but anyone’s standards. A little gruff, but that’s to be expected. He and Vetra seem to be getting along famously, if what I overhear from the crew’s quarters is any indication.

Cora is still dealing with residual frustration and resentment over the Pathfinder’s role passing from Alec to his daughter, but she is a consummate professional, and after an initial tense conversation with Ryder, has allowed herself to process and grieve in private. I’ve made a note to check in with her — something Cora will be astute enough to recognize — but I foresee no future issues in that quarter.

Sometimes it’s best simply to let time and distance do all the healing work. Harry, if you ever read this, know that I can hear you smirking.

Entry Seven:

Liam continues to impress me — his good humor and willingness to reach out to everyone has defused more than a few potential arguments. I’m rather amazed at how he dismantled what could have been a rather explosive argument over the last of the Fishdog Food Shack nuggets (I shudder to think what was in them, to have lasted so long in suspension!). His loyalty is unquestioned. He’d be an asset on any team, but I’m glad he’s with us.

Ryder stayed in her quarters for an extra forty-three minutes this morning. SAM assures me she was simply working out, but I’ve made a note to watch her stress levels a little more carefully. Excess exercise may be just one symptom of a larger problem.

I do hope they’re able to wake up her brother, soon. Her role is a lonely one.

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“Alien: Covenant”

-I fucking loved this film, utterly and wholly because Ridley Scott let his freak flag fly

-this film is mythological in stature; combining Greek gods, Mary Shelley, Old Testament, haunted houses, the cosmos; goddamn delightful

-as the first shot implies, the android David is our protagonist

-in fact this film starkly makes me realize that he is kinda the whole key to the “Prometheus” saga (which makes it separate from “Alien” saga)
+everyone else plays second fiddle /he is an id for Ridley

-this might be Fassbender’s greatest performance yet; he is given great leeway and pedestals for the character and hits all of them on the bullseye

-I think the little opening mini movie is marvelous; deftly setting up the idea of mortality and creation

-nice to Guy Pierce play Weyland young, allowing him to put his distinctive gravitas stamp on the character

-the shot of David at the piano is a scrumptious shot that exists inside the film and by itself

-the scope of the space station with the yellow sail, immediately tips us off this will be a grand adventure, far away from the tight corridors of “Alien” and very much its own thing, in the 50’s sci fi mold
+I love it

-didn’t expect a person to burn to death in their cryo sleep chamber. A sharp note to unsettle our nerves

-Fassbender plays a second, pretty much identical looking android named Walter, and his very small adjustments become pronounced the more we see him interact, creating a separate identity

-he is much more docile and very tender to the grieving Daniels (the wife of the burned man)

-Daniels is played by Katherine Waterson, who has a moppet look but fierce convictions

-I find her scene mourning his loss and their shattered co life together very moving and well done
+interesting to note a woman getting over a man’s death when often in films it’s very much the opposite

-what is up with both films in “Prometheus” saga making the pilot the most amusing character, and a name actor playing them? Ideas Elba before, Danny McBride killing it here

-I laughed out loud when the Daniel’s ex is revealed to be James Franco; face timing while rock climbing without a safety rope is exactly what his reputation would infer he would do

-I find the use of McBride humming along to the transmission to the tune of John Denver very amusing
+again echoing Elba playing Stephen Stills’ “love the one you’re with” (and I suppose the disco in Scott’s “The Martian”). 70’s music in the 22nd century. Interesting motif

-I like how the film establishes billy crudup’s character as a total chickenshit, unable to handle the responsibility of leading the crew
+interesting detail where it talks about him being super religious, referring to his fellow colonists as “my flock”, leaving him thought to be unsuitable to delegate and survive under pressure

-crudup of course ignores waterson’s perfectly good advice and reservations, which makes me wonder if the morale of the Universe is “He should have listened to her; the story of the cosmos”

-it is very strange to see so such forest and green land in this series

-I particularly like the line “do you hear that? Nothing. Absolutely nothing”

-the chemical warfare of “Prometheus” is very pronounced as the black substance makes its way into the victims ears noses; again, this directly clashes with the Ripley saga but it’s doing its own thing here and and is pretty consistent

-nice little moment as Walter tries to comfort Daniels’ reservations by simply stating “it would make a lovely spot for a cabin” then walks away; contrast to Crudup’s character overselling how great he finds it, and continues to rattle off how over worried he found Daniels, this smothering her and make her apprehensive
+brevity is the soul of wit is set up here

-good god, there is a ton of blood here, a smattering of it

-I find the scene where the first infected strobes out and spurts blood out his back to be effectively creepy

-I’m considering the creature in this film (“neomorph”) a in between. Not as well designed as the giger perfection, but a huge step up from the black sea liquor from “Prometheus”. It is startling and very well directed

-a masterful little shot as a dead colonist is shown partially in frame, his wedding ring clearly in shot, another man cupping his head, and whispering to his mouth “I love you”; succinctly setting up their same sex love and marriage

-the neomorph is definitely far more animalistic in this film. It’s given unhuman like movements, that suggest more primal instincts

-I cannot do justice to the goosebumps I felt as the party was lead by its stranger savior and we see the charred bodies and landscapes

-the stranger savior is at this point revealed to be David (with iggy pop type hair at first) who then hijacks back the film, rightfully so

-immensely hilarious moment as David shoulder knocks Walter, and adds “Hello there, brother”

-David is giving me Dr. Pretorius (“Bride of Frankenstein”)/Dr. Moreau (“Island of Dr. Moreau”) vibes
+ie creators who bent the structure of biology and didn’t care who got destroyed in the way

-there is a long, long scene where Walter and David take turns playing the flute that is frankly worthy of an entire essay in itself

-firstly, it’s a big fuck you to anyone who was dismayed by the flute segment in “Prometheus”
+there it was five seconds, here it’s like 10 minutes and two identical people are doing it at the same time

-secondly, they are playing the fucking theme to “Prometheus” on said flute
+those is self-reference in the scale of Mel Brooks (and makes me think Ridley was grinning during the Sean bean-“lord of the rings” scene in “The Martian”

-the line to Watler from David “just blow, I will take care of the fingering”

-it is revealed that David unnerved people by being so human like in temperament that future versions like Walter were “streamlined”/neutered, so that Walter can play but not compose
+there’s going to be a whole genetic modification bit coming up, but now I realize how eugenics/forced sterilization this sounds

-the contrasting glee in David’s voice and unease in Walter’s eyes as David relates how he was around their creator when he died, and David notes “he was stupid and weak, like all humans”

-the whole scene the camera is robotically swerving around clearly adding to the tension the audience feels in witnessing this unorthodox meeting

-needless to say, the film takes a monumental leap and variance in tone hereafter

-David mentions that Shaw (From “Prometheus”, last seeing going with David as a decapicated head) died, but she was “so kind to me” and David loved her
-“much the same way Walter looks at you” (Daniels disagrees) “oh, does he call it ‘duty’? I know the difference”

-Ridley is really digging into the horror elements of the film as the neomorph comes up the wall and severs a woman’s head, leaving it floating in a full sink
+the neomorph is eating her shoulder, shoring carnivore habits for the time in this universe

-one of the strangest moments (and there will be plenty coming up) where David and the tall albino neomorph are communicating via breathing

-the most emotion David has is when crudup kills it and David screams “how could you?!? He trusted me!”

-crudup has a equally odd non sequitur where he threatens David to “tell me what is going on, or I will destroy your perfectly calm composure”

-this film is bizarre and exploitive in the extreme

-for those that are keeping track, the importance hierarchy is as follows
+we are fucked

- my favorite sequence in the entire film as we see (via David’s memories?) that he dropped the entire payload of black goo/chemical weapons upon an unsuspecting engineer population (who look totally different from ones we saw in “Prometheus” in facial structures and eyes) and they die as the goo descends upon them like locusts.
+it seriously looks straight out of Exodus as God wrecked his vengeance upon Pharioh

-so yes, that was the charred bodies we saw before

-we see the lair of David as it is littered with graphs, illustrations, designs of his work in the goo into the neomorph and beyond
+ his response, dripping with sarcasm: “idle hands are the devil’s anything”

-we are officially one step closer to classic “Alien” universe as the first facehugger is introduced (to kill crudup)

-Daniels is trying to reach Tennessee (Danny McBride) as still others are getting slaughtered, the neomorphs are clearly the hounds to David’s Satan

-line of the film as crudup wakes up to see David, asks him what his religion is, and he responds “Creation”

-a early beta of the xenomorph is here (still not quite Giger 100), as he splits from Crudup’s chest after the question, and he dances, mimicking the moments of David
+David looks like a puppet master pulling the strings

-more facehugger madness as others go after the remaining human sheep

-much like “Prometheus” this multi million dollar film has a strikingly low opinion of humanity
+ at this point, two films in, the expendable nature of the vast majority of people therein is a feature, not a bug

-positively bizarre sequence as David tempts Walter to his side, kissing him(self) on the lips, before ripping out his neck battery, depowering him

-I neglected to mention just before that my second favorite line of the film, after Walter cited a line then asks who did it, David answers Byron but Walter correctly notes
“No, Shelley. If one section of the orchestra is off, it changes the entire symphony doesn’t it?”

-David has officially gone too far

-David coos “no one knows what it is like to dream and be perfect like myself”

-remember early when I said the importance scales? Well, since Ridley seems to see David as a propionate of creation, therefore a creator it would perhaps follow as such

-possibly subliminal moment where David corners Daniels and she’s asks what really happened to Shaw, and David says “this” then forces a kiss upon Daniels
+so did this robot, who was too human for other humans, teach the neomorph to rape?

-Walter is back (they made a few safety measures since David) and this we get to see someone hitting his own face repeatedly
+it is fucking weird to see this brawling action in a Ridley Scott film

-Tennessee is here to save the day, but now the brute pronto xenomorph is here, and this murder is getting more grisly by the second

-David asks Walter to decide whether to reign in hell or serve in heaven as he reaches for a knife

-the sequence where Daniels is held by a straight line as she keeps falling over the side of the ship, swings and shoots at the proto xeno is jaw dropping

-is Tennessee the giant claw dropper of doom as he uses an arm to crush the proto xeno? Seems like it

-you better believe I was eagle eyes to see if it was Walter or David helping Daniels

-aboard the main ship there is a unidentified life form aboard, but where are the co pilots?

-in a scene straight out of the sleaziest slasher from the 80’s (like prime “Friday the 13th”) the co pilots are having shower sex (to some r&b music) when the xenomorph puts his phallic tail between their genitals
+then impale tongue’s the guy’s head. Sexploitation!

-every close up on Fassbender’s face is a mini master class in suspense

-I fucking cannot believe they brought back the xenomorph point of view, the first time since “Alien 3”

-this second proto xeno is slobbering like the cerberus he is

-my heart is pounding like a jackhammer the entire time Daniels is staying barely ahead of the creature

-“care to lend a lady a hand?” might be the mantra of this depraved series

-the subtle continuity of the cabin comes up as her face screams in terror as she realizes David is here, and there are no cabins in hell

-one final twist of the screw as David coughs up some proto xeno eggs and looks upon the vast laboratory of human frogs to dissect

-this film took everything I loved about “Prometheus” and kicked it up ten notches, while adding many many more layers of cosmic craziness. Oh, and blood.
+ I am fully confident the “Prometheus” saga will gain a cult following and be seen as one man’s tremendous exploitation of his own creation(like David?) and a particular, articulate and demented journey into space hell.

-I myself feel the flames get higher and higher, and wonder if I will be making repeat journeys to this particular corner again. I feel it to be so.

anonymous asked:

Why do you like Ruby? As in what exactly made you like her

So many things. So so many, I just…Ruby is my ideal heroine/lead character. 

Here, let me explain…

The very first time we meet Ruby, she is standing in front of her mother’s gravestone. Even if we didn’t know that at the time, we knew it was significant. It already grounded her - it gave her character a base. As we’ve gotten to know more about her and seen her talk about/to her mother, it’s only shown more of how much Summer meant to her in such a short time. 

Ruby based her entire look of of her mother, because she wants so desperately to make this woman she barely was able to know proud. She’s perhaps idealized her mother, but that’s okay - it’s made her who she is. Ruby has a lot of baggage and I hope that as the show continues on, we get to see more and more of it. She grew up very lonely, mostly by choice. Not interested in social interaction and not very good at it either. That was incredibly relatable to me. 

Also, she is a bad ass. She is so tiny, but carries around this giant weapon that she loves so much and made herself which is amazing. I have these images of little Ruby up all hours of the night putting this thing together - working on it without breaks until Yang finally has to drag her away to eat and shower and sleep. Ruby’s drive to be a huntress is admirable and yet it’s built so much on this foundation of good. 

The most vital quality Ruby has is her heart. It’s huge and it’s pure. When she talks to Blake about why she wants to be a huntress, it’s perfect. Yes she loves hunting monsters, but she wants to keep people safe. She wants to do her mother proud and protect the innocent - to keep up that fight. Much like the passion with her weapon, Ruby is a character that would have to be dragged away from someone in need. She wouldn’t be able to help herself from helping someone else. Even at her own expense. 

Also, Ruby’s growth (and not just the hair growth which I also love and want MORE). When we first met her, she was a loner who only wanted to fight and be with Crescent Rose and a few weapons magazines. Still, Yang advised her to try and make friends and she did. She tried with the hardest subject she could find in Weiss Schnee and not only did they become friends (along with the rest of RWBY/JNPR/SSSN/Penny), they became almost a family and Ruby would do anything for them.

(ignore the text, old gif, all I have) This brings me to Penny and how important Penny is to Ruby’s story and why I love her. The significance of how Ruby accepted Penny spoke volumes. She didn’t hesitate, not for a second, in just accepting that Penny was a robot and that she wasn’t any less because of that. So much so that even Penny was surprised at how well she took the news. Ruby sees people as they are - good or bad. She accepts it and them and she tries her hardest to make them feel welcome. She did the same with Blake. Blake being a faunus only mattered to Ruby because she thought the ears were cute. That’s the only thing that changed in Ruby’s eyes when she found out. 

Resiliency is one of the greatest things a hero can have, and Ruby Rose has it in spades. She lost so much at the fall of Beacon, most of all her innocence that the world was, for the most part, as good as she wanted it to be. It would have been easy for her, at 15, to drop her fight and succumb to the fact that bad things just happen. She lost her team, her education at Beacon, her sister had even given up. Ruby didn’t - she was determined to continue to fight and to protect the world like she’d always wanted. Her innocence may, at times, be a flaw - but I also think it’s wonderful because it’s so filled with hope. I love hope when it comes to heroes. I want the hero that smiles and laughs and shows they care instead of pretending they don’t.  

She’s funny too, like one of the most underrated aspects of Ruby’s character is just how damn funny she is. A lot of that credit goes to Lindsay Jones, her voice actress, who delivers the lines so perfectly times and even the ones she ad-libs (like Blake enjoying tuna) just bring so much personality to her. Subtle things like answering Oobleck with a “yo” when asked who wants first watch or giggling like crazy at Jaune’s hoodie. She sees the joy in the world, even when it’s dark and I LOVE that. She’s a giant dork in the best way possible.

I cannot begin to tell you how excited I am to see where this girl is going and who she’s going to become. I want to see her develop all of her talents and be the leader and hero she’s destined to be. I love Ruby because she’s good, purely good and not an anti-hero or cliched dark/emotionless warrior. She’s a kid with a gigantic high impact sniper scythe who loves cookies and fighting monsters and will do anything to keep the people she loves safe. 

OK I know I said I wanted to keep reading more than I wanted to flip out on tumblr rn, but fuck it.

Worm is a good story, it’s a great story - but even more than that, it’s effective.

[Cut for moderate spoilers regarding Taylor’s characterization, and the overall worldbuilding. Also, vague discussion of general people-being-horrible sorts of things, but… yeah, this is Worm I’m rambling about here.]

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Resistances and Dalliances

Chapter 6: Starry Sky

“Please, not that—” Ryder raised a beseeching hand towards Evfra as he picked up the plant on her desk and without pause hurled it across the room. The spray of soil and pottery made her shield her eyes, but thankfully he hadn’t been aiming for her. She glanced at it with a mix of emotion; it had been a gift, a cutting from one of the Initiative’s first plants to survive in Andromeda, and a symbol of the new life they had created in this galaxy.

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resurrectionofdawn  asked:

Clint&mystic being. Before Shield recruitment. Clint's captor gave him a wry smile “I'm not here to hurt you.” She traced the bridge of his nose with one finger. “I just couldn't not try to repay you for helping me.” “Then buy me a card or a fuckin' pizza, not whatever this is” Clint spat, some of the fog in his mind lifting. He cursed, managing a feeble twitch of his arms. The archer felt himself slipping away, her face seeming a great distance from him. “Just rest, it'll be okay."

treasures untold, mermaid!Darcy/Clint (T)

Okay, so I was totally stumped with this one, not gonna lie.

But then @paranoidwino reminded me that it’s MerMay and the plot bunnies took over (I thought this one was going to be short, and the muse just laughed and laughed). I hope you like it :D

tw: very, very brief threat of sexual assault

Now on AO3! It would mean a lot if you could leave a comment.

It was Clint’s first job in collections. At least, that’s what the mob boss had called it. He’d laughed uproariously at his own joke, and everyone else had laughed too, even though no one thought it was funny. Clint didn’t understand why people did that, but he went along with it. He was smart enough to know that he had to keep these people happy if he wanted to get paid. And he was so very hungry.

So he kept his head down and didn’t ask questions. They were headed to the docks, to a warehouse owned by some weird collector guy. Clint didn’t know why they were going there or what they were gonna steal—his job was just to provide backup. He double, triple, and quadruple-checked his bow and arrows, just to make sure they were all there and accounted for. No one made fun of him for his weapon anymore. Not after he put an arrow through the last guy’s hand who tried to hit him.

Once they got to the warehouse, Clint decided that he really should have asked more questions. It was full of the most beautiful, strange, and terrifying creatures he had ever seen. And they were all alive.

The other guys spread out quickly, searching for whatever it was that their boss wanted. Clint tried hard to keep lookout and not get distracted by all the weirder animals, but some of it was just insane. Then he heard a shout of excitement, and couldn’t help but turn and look.

It was one of the thugs, a particularly mean one, who was leering at what appeared to be a—mermaid? Clint rubbed his eyes, sure that he must have been hallucinating. But no, when he looked again she was still there. The mermaid was trapped in some kind of aquarium, just big enough to contain her contorted limbs. She looked young, around his age, and had long brown hair. Her tail was a mixture of shimmery blues and greens, and seemed to shift colors in the light. She was…terrified. She was utterly terrified, and without thinking Clint moved closer.

“—that’s a pretty mouth you got there, you little freak. I wonder, would you like to know how a man tastes?” the thug asked, pulling at his belt buckle.

Clint’s hand tightened on his bow, and in a flash he’d knocked an arrow and pointed it at the asshole. “Leave her alone,” he ordered, grateful that his voice didn’t shake. He definitely wouldn’t be getting paid after this. Looking at the terrified woman, he couldn’t bring himself to regret it. She was staring at him, too, and placed a palm flat against the glass between them.

The man laughed, pulling Clint’s attention back to him. “What are you gonna do about it, you little punk?”

“You really shouldn’t have said that,” Clint mocked, and released his arrow. Then, all hell broke loose.

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hiruma-musouka  asked:

I can't remember if you've covered this somewhere already, but do you recall any evidence in KHR for a person's flames being able to affect their own flames (rather than their physical body)? I had a comment about Clouds propagating their own flames which sounds like a game-breaking hack, but that hasn't stopped KHR from being ridiculous before. So now I'm wondering if that or things like Storms disintegrating their own flames would be feasible in canon. Thoughts?

Let me find stuff as evidence because that’s easy:

Ignore the music and if you can read Spanish great, otherwise just watch. Just mute it first because they switch songs towards the end and that’s distracting.

Yes, it’s Gokudera’s ridiculous plot-armor box weapon that gets to shine here. From a purely practical perspective, Sistema C. A. I. is a ridiculous weapon.

Not because of it’s artistic liberties but from lack of ease of use. For one, you do have to have 5 Flames. That severely limits who can use it to its full extent. 

For two, you have to match Flames to boxes. Which sounds easy until you have to get specific Ring to Box and remember which is which in the middle of a fight -but Gokudera’s a genius so he may not have that problem.

Three is the amount of boxes inherent to the Sistema C. A. I. I honestly have no idea how he opened half of them considering all his Rings are on one hand and he has Boxes wrapped around his other hip. That is not an easy reach and a hindrance in combat because to reach you either have to lean forward somewhat -hindering view of aerial enemies- or take the arm that’s loaded down with the cannon part of Sistema C. A. I. and lift the boxes up. Your weapon is not pointed at the enemy and your eyes likely aren’t either!

Four is that switching ‘ammo’ is not automatic. It takes time and Gokudera physically loading the canon. Which involves taking ‘old’ ammo out, switching to ‘new’ ammo and using it. Takes about three seconds? Against someone that fights close-up? Three seconds is far too long for someone who fights mid-range. As in anywhere from 5 to 30 feet away.

KHR has some speedsters. Canonically Squalo’s fast enough to prevent Adult!Fon from breaking his watch, Xanxus can keep up with Squalo, Hibari can keep up with Xanxus and Tsuna is even faster if he uses his V. R. Gloves his Leon Gloves turn into after the Vongola Ring Trial.

As a repeat, three-seconds is far too long.

Sistema C. A. I. is a functional weapon system, it works but it is not easy to use and has weaknesses inherent to it’s design that further limit its ability to be used and used effectively in all combat situations. Furthermore it has no short-range defensive capabilities beyond the bone-rings which can be breached.

Anyway, ridiculously difficult to use weapon aside, this weapon is the first showing of someone using their Flames to effect their other Flames.

We have Sun-bullets, branching Cloud beam, homing Rain beam and Gokudera’s strongest attack Storm Thunder!

So this is evidence that Flames can effect other Flames. It’s canon!

The problem is that Gokudera’s not doing this himself, even though it’s possible in theory.

Now it’s mentioned in canon that each Flame energy can be defined by ‘wavelengths.’ It’s also mentioned even earlier that each individual has their own unique ‘fingerprint’ when it comes to Flames.

Let’s give some props to Verde and his weapon-maker friends for figuring out how to make two separate ‘facts’ work well and consistently enough for making a weapon that would accept just Cloud Flames that works for every Cloud and so on.

There’s some power-loss as a trade off but no one really cares about that.

So wavelengths. They go like this:

Or they can go like this:

These are just simple Sine wavelengths, but still wavelengths.

But like all wavelengths of things that aren’t pure math, wavelengths can do some neat things.

Like amplification, depending on the size and frequency of the wavelength. Which is mathematically viable, except people aren’t. And Rings clearly have an amplification effect. So this is more of a person’s wavelength, it’s not mathematically as neat as pure Sin or Cos would be.

But you’re asking about Cloud Flames, specifically. Which are not destructive, but propagating.

Here have propagating wave packet.

Yeah, so anyone that says Cloud Flames are likely to be low-frequency? They’re lying. There’s even proof in the color of Flames:

Clouds have the highest frequency in terms of wavelength.

Now that that’s sorted out, how would Cloud Flames used on Cloud Flames work out?

So long as you can match the frequency and wavelength you’re golden. Otherwise the waves will clash and a reduction of amplification aka wavelength height/strength will occur, which would make things weaker.

In short: It’s very possible, plausibly canon and going to be tricky to pull off and very risky if you’re not practiced at it.

As for Storms disintegrating their own Flames? That’s much easier now that all the wave-stuff is there.

Storms have the largest Wavelength, so they actually have less frequency. Which means they’re really easy to disrupt with a similar strength wavelength put at the right time.

It’s just a matter of timing. Consonance vs Dissonance to use musical terms. Do it right and a you can cancel it out. In theory.

So if Bel sets the table on fire, Bel is also most able -in theory- to put it out before the table is disintegrated so long as his timing is correct. Graphically put a simple Sine and Cosine equation would cancel each other out due to wave dissonance. As people aren’t simple Sine and Cosine math there might be some embers.

In practice Xanxus would be most able to put out the table Bel set on fire, because Xanxus is clearly able to use multiple Flames simultaneously without relying on a Ring/Weapon and not messing it up and weakening the resulting Flame. Timing is crucial, which might be why Xanxus seems to ‘charge’ his Wrath Flame.

Bester’s transformation proves that Wrath is an added component to Xanxus’ Sky Flames, as additional evidence that Wrath is added to Sky Flames -see Sky Battle. His ability to use Wrath and Sky Flames with his hands and his weapons in the form of Bester and his X-guns show that he understands this not only innately but also intellectually since he makes his own guns and they had to be able to withstand both Sky and Wrath Flames.

Although if he cares if Bel set a table on fire is a different story.

Inspired by the Stony fic tropes that are making the rounds. It mentions Steve watching Tony in the workshop, and I wondered about Tony watching Steve in a studio. This turned…uh, a little sadder than I’d originally intended. It could be pre-slash or platonic. Open to interpretation.



“You seen Steve?”

Nat twisted in her chair, her expression carefully blank, and Tony suddenly knew that his hunch was right. Something had happened.

“Why are you asking?”

“I haven’t seen him in a few days. Normally I’m the one who has to be dragged out kicking and screaming into the sunlight, and he’s usually doing the dragging.”

“Aw, did no one come feed you?” She was smirking, but Tony didn’t fail to notice that she immediately held out her chocolate bar to him.

“I ate. A while ago. But that’s not why I’m up here. Where’s Steve?”

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Home At Last

Pairing: Malec
Words: 2,567
Song while writing: First Time He Kissed A Boy - Kadie Elder
A/N: Idea that popped into my head - Alec’s been gone on a mission for a while and comes home to his wonderful man and his two babes. Malec!family - sorry if it sucks and sorry for the sucky title, Im no good at titles, hope you like it! :D

Alec’s shoulders ached as he, Clary, Jace and Izzy came back to the Institute after a month and a few weeks of being in Europe for a mission. They never got far distance missions for so long before, it had felt weird and uncomfortable. Signs of demons had been popping up all over London, growing more and more with each passing day and eventually the London Institute had called for backup. And of course the Lightwoods were always known for being the best. They never turned down a fight.

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Blind Fate

Imagine being blind and abandoned and Thorin’s Company stumbles upon you and takes care of you.

Imagine being pregnant when found by the Company and after they all survive the Battle of the Five Armies, one of them is prepared to marry you and adopt your child.

Disclaimer: This fic is almost 10,000 words long so prepare yourself.


Your whole life had been darkness and yet now it seemed bleaker than ever. You sat shivering in the heavy cascade of rain as the thunder boomed overhead and you did not need sight to know that lightning flashed in a violent tandem. Even as the sky seemed to be crashing down around you, you were numb to the deafening cacophony and even the chill of the rain seemed dull in comparison to the cold which drowned your soul.

Your hand remained on the lifeless figure before you as if it were too heavy to move and you were content to stay frozen there forever. You could not believe what had happened. Why had he done that? Why had he not hidden with you in the caves? You had not the grace of being able to witness the horrid scene but as you heard his agonized scream, you had known exactly what had happened.

He should have at least allowed you the right to die at his side. You may be trapped in a world of black but it did not mean you were helpless. You had lived your whole life in the dark and you had spent half of that on your own with blade in hand. You could hear well enough to wield a sword against any foe and he had known that better than any. Had he not found himself at the end of it so very long ago when he had first laid eyes on the blind dwarrow with her vacant eyes?

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I Thought You Were Different: Book 4 (Part 8/?) (Wilsons x reader)

Part 7

“Get out of the goddamn suit, (Y/N),” Wade snapped, slapping his hand against the chest piece of the Iron Man gear that you had jumped into before he could stop you.  “You’re being stupid and you’re not thinking clearly. Your estrogen is raging and making you crazy again.”

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Not Sick

So it’s really late and i’ve been wanting to write really cheesy established kagehina for like weeks. So I wrote a “taking care of each other while they are sick” fic because I’m a sucker for that. 

They’re adults in this and are on some kind of professional volleyball team (how do professional sports even work? I’m not entirely sure). Maybe I’ll write a sequel sometime of Hinata taking care of Kageyama? Anyway, I hope you like it!

“I. Am not. Sick.”

Kageyama and Hinata stared each other down. Hinata was backed into the corner of their tiny living room, his arms stretched out on either side like he was ready to make a run for it at any moment.

Kageyama, on the other hand, just looked about a hundred different shades of Tired of his Boyfriend’s Shit. His eyes were narrowed, his brows scrunched together and, Hinata swore, twitching occasionally. He wasn’t exactly angry- no, that was a very different expression entirely, Hinata would know- just walking the edge of a very steep ledge, and at the bottom of the drop were a lot of creative swear words. And, in this particular case, probably plenty of blankets and hot soup.

Hinata didn’t want blankets and hot soup.

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anonymous asked:

(Inspired by one of the interviews) Imagine if the press asked Sam who's his favorite Avenger. Tony fully expected him to say Captain America, but Sam said Iron Man is his favorite Avenger and then proceed to tell them about how amazing IM/Tony is and Tony is just 0///0 'oh no??' while Steve is just 'Sam your crush is showing why did you even threaten me to keep your secret if you're just gonna shout it from the rooftop like that'

“Falcon, we have heard a lot of the others favourite Avengers. Who is your favourite Avenger?” the reporter asked and everyone fell quiet.

So far Sam had managed to avoid that question and Tony wasn’t quite sure how he did that and especially not why. It was clear that his answer would be Steve, Captain America, there was no doubt in Tony’s mind, even though he had wondered a lot of nights what it would be like to Sam’s favourite.

But now it seemed inevitable that Sam would answer that question and Tony mentally busied himself with a new upgrade for Natasha’s armour. He heard enough people gushing over Steve on a regular basis and he really didn’t need to hear Sam doing it too.

“My favourite Avenger, huh?” Sam said with a small smile and then sighed. “I bet you all expect me to say Steve, since he already promised to make me the next Captain America if he ever wants to retire, but to be honest it’s Iron Man. Sorry, Steve,” Sam added and the reporters laughed.

“Would you like to tell us why?” the reporter from before asked and Sam shot a quick glance towards Tony, who had perked up at his name, surprise surely written all over his face.

“Oh man, do you have hours?” Sam asked and laughed with the reporters.

“Well, first, the obvious one, have you seen the armour? It’s gorgeous, sleek and nimble, despite the heavy armour it actually is. But then also the way Tony trains to keep his movability. The armour is really heavy and it takes quite some control to manoeuvre it around. Have you seen how fast he is, how he dodges and weaves through the battlefield? It’s awe inspiring. And Tony himself, he is the most generous person in the world. He houses all of us, he feeds us, gave us all whole floors, he upgrades all of our armours and weapons and it’s just amazing what he can do with his mind, you know? It’s not so much Iron Man that is my favourite but Tony Stark and for various reasons at that.”

Sam awkwardly cleared his throat. “So I hope that answers your question,” he closed with and then quickly looked at Tony before he got up and left, practically running from the stage.

Tony sat in his chair, slack-jawed and blushing, and he barely noticed that Steve hurried after Sam.

“Come on, Tones, the conference is over,” Rhodey said eventually while he gently punched him on the shoulder to bring him out of his wonder. “Sounds like your flyboy has a thing for you too,” Rhodey mused when Tony turned his eyes to him.

“So I didn’t actually imagine this whole thing?” Tony asked and Rhodey chuckled.

“Nope, you didn’t. That really happened.”

“Wow, okay. Nice, I’m gonna…I’ll just…” Tony said and pointed and the door Sam vanished behind and Rhodey laughed.

“You go get the man, I’ll tell Happy to wait.”

Before Rhodey had even finished his sentence, Tony was up and after Sam.

He hurried along the corridor, already hearing Steve and Sam talking and it wasn’t his fault he could understand every word, the acoustic in this corridor was simply strange okay.

“I still don’t understand how I could do that,” Sam moaned while Tony carefully inched closer.

“You think he noticed?” Sam asked Steve, who chuckled.

“Sam, your crush was visible from space just now. Why did you even threaten me to keep your secret, if you’re just gonna shout it from the rooftop like that?”

“I didn’t mean to,” Sam groaned. “It just happened. I mean did you look at the armour? It really is…”

“Beautiful, yes I know, I listened to this speech more than once,” Steve interrupted him and Tony could hear Sam punching Steve.

Tony had slowed down, listening to the conversation but now he quickened his pace until he rounded the corner.

“Tony,” Sam sighed and Steve excused himself really quickly.

“Sam,” Tony greeted him, unsure how to proceed now.

“Are you here to yell at me? Tell me that I should keep my distance now?” Sam defiantly asked.

Tony made a quick decision. “I am actually here to tell you that you are my favourite Avenger. I know no one asked me yet, because they all assume I’m gonna name myself, but actually it’s you. You are graceful, and really powerful at that, and you are one of the kindest people I know, and just your presence is soothing and…yeah,” Tony trailed off. “You are my favourite.”

Sam’s grin was threatening to split his face and Tony couldn’t help but mirror it.

“Maybe we should go and have a congratulation dinner for that,” Sam told him and Tony nodded enthusiastically.

“That sounds like the best plan anyone came up with today.”

“What are you up for then?” Sam asked and held his hand out towards Tony who grabbed it without hesitation.

“Anything as long as I have you by my side,” Tony sincerely said and Sam ducked his head at that.

“You’re a flatterer,” he said and pulled Tony close to brush a kiss over his cheek.

“You flattered me first,” Tony gave back, a light blush back on his face, but he pressed closer to Sam.

“I can’t wait for them to ask who my favourite is eventually. They will beg me to stop talking after ten minutes, I bet.”

“We’ll see about that,” Sam said. “But I actually wouldn’t mind all that much.”

Tony smiled at Sam and then dragged him off to the exit. Time to finally get to their first of hopefully many dates.