iron-ghost

anonymous asked:

So no iron fist and no ghost in a shell? Ok I see what kind of person you are and I'm not interested

if u press those two incredibly awful portrayals that could’ve gone to deserving actors that aren’t white up to ur ear like a seashell and listen very carefully you’ll hear something amazing….can u hear it….me whispering ‘did i ask’ over and over again….

PSA

For people who are feeling saddened by Iron Fist’s lack of diversity, I present to you Agents of SHIELD. While the first season is not the greatest or most diverse by any means, the remaining three seasons are full of suspenseful plot lines, intriguing characters, and yes - lots of cultural diversity.

Out of the seven main characters, four of them are POCs, and another four of the seven are female leads. Not only did the writers of the show cast an Asian-American for the lead, they also COMPLETELY REWOTE her character to represent that. And get this - never once has this character, Daisy, been used as a brainless romantic interest. No, this girl has depths and she is. damn. right. fierce. Not to mention, she’s got some effing awesome superpowers.

And of the three main superpowered Inhumans on the show, two are female and all three are POCs. Not to mention, the one guy on the team, Joey, is openly gay.

Not only is this show a beacon of diversity, it’s girl-powered as hell. If you’re feeling disappointed in the wake of Iron Fist, I recommend giving this show a try. I promise you that you will not regret it.

  • Me: Wow, I love Danny Phantom but I wish there were more posts about the ghosts in the show! I only ever see Clockwork and Dan on my dash.
  • Butch Hartman: Actually, did you know the ghosts in the show aren't really ghosts? They're from another dimension!
  • Phandom: *ANGRILY POSTING A FLOOD OF POINDEXTER, DAIRY KING, HOTEP RA, DESIREE*
  • Me:
  • Me: Wow
  • Me: In an attempt to kill the ghosts, he ironically brought them back to life

novelkid  asked:

do you have any book recs without romance? :o

I don’t think I read much without romance, but I can give you my best recommendations, like books with small romantic subplots or romantic mentions! The genres are a bit all over the place!

Little or No Romance

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I hope this helps you! <3

-The Book Matchmaker

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  • Robbie: I made a deal with the DEVIL.
  • Daredevil: I didn't make a deal with you???
  • Robbie: NO, I mean I made a deal with the actual devil. To punish people!
  • Punisher: Did you just steal my shtick?
  • Robbie: Jesus Christ, no! I'm here to stop evil assholes who think they can rule the streets with an iron fist.
  • Iron Fist: No one can rule the streets with an iron fist...because I'm the immortal Iron Fist.
  • Robbie: ...this bitch.
Fragments - Part 5

Word Count: 5002

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Canon typical violence, canon divergence

A/N: Feedback and constructive criticism are always welcome. Unedited. Mistakes are all mine. If you’d like to be tagged, you can add yourself Here

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Ever since the night Cas told you parts of your soul were gone, you’d withdrawn from everyone. Dean hadn’t pushed you, even though you could tell he desperately wanted you to open up to him about whatever it was you were feeling. The absolute truth of it was, you weren’t sure what it was you were feeling. It was all so overwhelming; being thrust back into a world you knew nothing about.

Sam was right, you were good at research. You’d spent most days holed up in your room with your laptop relearning how to be a hunter. When night fell, you’d wait until you were sure everyone was asleep or at the very least in their own rooms and creep out into the library to read more lore. You fully invested yourself in it. You wanted to be a hunter again.

“Y/N?” Cas’ figure cast a shadow in the library and you lifted your head from your research, giving him a half smile. “Are you alright?”

“No.” You whispered, mostly to yourself. Cas was there instantly, sitting next to you and resting his hand on top of yours. “Why are you being so nice to me?”

Cas smiled and laced his fingers with yours. “Well, first and foremost, we were great friends. You understood me in a way nobody else ever did. You read people…and angels…well. I don’t know if that’s something you’ve noticed.” You nodded and huffed a laugh. “Second, I promised your father once that I’d look out for you. I failed once. I don’t intend to do it again.”

“Failed me how?” You questioned. “A lot of people feel like they failed me. People die. You can’t prevent it. It just happens.”

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I’ve written about songs Harry Styles wrote that seem to be about Taylor Swift before, last time I did this. You can believe whatever you want about exactly who the “eyes blue” in Two Ghosts belong to, but as with Perfect, it’s hard not to see Taylor being called out specifically in the imagery: her red lipped classic thing that you like, his long hair, slicked back, white tee shirt.

Those three images– blue eyes, red lips, white shirt– are the meme of their relationship, the easiest and most public shorthand for it; they don’t point us inward, towards the intimate experience of it, but rather toward the surface, the way we’ve consumed it from the outside: as a series of paparazzi photos, fan rumors, and then, ultimately, recorded song lyrics. Style and Perfect (and the rest of 1989) codified the vocabulary we’d use to discuss the relationship, the images of it we’d most remember, and associate with it. 

Two Ghosts marks the moment at which you look at an old flame and realize you can bring up the memories you’ve made for yourself of them– this moment, that outfit, the fucking feeling– but beyond that there’s not much anymore. Your memory is more constructed than recalled. 

They’re lost to you, and in losing them, you’ve lost some small, vital piece of your own self.

(Losing this piece of self is the only way to keep on growing up.) 

With Perfect, I wrote about the idea that Taylor had trapped the ghost of their relationship in the structure of her song, so that in writing Perfect Harry was perhaps, at least in part, writing about what it felt like to be used that way, and to be complicit in using your self in writing your own work: turning your private emotional life into very public art.

Perfect is ironic, but Two Ghosts is not at all arch; it’s sweetly mournful, an empty-handed pean to something so long lost that there’s nothing to hold into anymore, nothing left but memory, or spirit— or maybe just illusion.

How do you prove you existed? How do you prove that what you felt, especially when the feeling existed between two people who aren’t on the same page anymore, was ever real? Taylor’s answer is defiant: she sings, over and over again, oh I remember. She records her personal history in order to give weight to her version of events.

But Two Ghosts knows that being able to remember something doesn’t mean you can make it live again; having control over the past doesn’t give you any way to steady yourself against the heartbreak of the present.

Every time Harry sings we’re just two ghosts swimming in a glass half-empty I hear echoes of Pink Floyd’s Wish You Were Here, which goes we’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl / year after year. Wish You Were Here is also about the distance that time creates, about the tricks that the mind plays on us: oh / so you think you can tell / heaven from hell? Blue skies from grey? The song is a series of questions about what its subject has been up to— did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? But nothing changes its inevitable conclusion: oh I wish, how I wish you were here.

Romantic nostalgia longs for a lost self as much as the lost love. Whoever the song is about, their presence makes Harry feel like a ghost of himself, like since he felt that he hasn’t felt anything at all. Trying to remember how it feels to have a heart / beat. Memories seem like good company but in fact they all too often just make you lonely, reminding you of how many past selves there are to mourn.

Maybe this is just me but I think Iron Fist and Ghost Rider were introduced in the wrong areas of the MCU. Iron Fist should’ve been introduced in “Agents of SHIELD” while Ghost Rider should’ve been in Netflix.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m fine with where they ended up. But personally, I think Danny fits SHIELD’s tone better while Robbie fits Netflix’s. 

Danny’s character and backstory alone makes you think of goofy, comic book shit. He’s got a glowing fist of energy, he was raised by monks in an ancient, mythical city, he’s the heir to a massive corporation, etc., etc. Plus, Danny is just the kind of character you’d see on AoS. He’s light-hearted, has a big heart, and you get the feeling that he’d be the type of person to say corny jokes here and there. One of my main problems of the Iron Fist show is that the show’s approach to the character was wrong. Going for the “grounded, realistic” approach just doesn’t work because a character like Iron Fist SHOULD be loud and goofy. He’s the one instance where it’d be fine if the show was more like SHIELD, with all of its loud, pulpy, comic book action.  

Meanwhile, Robbie Reyes would fit perfectly against guys like Daredevil and the Punisher. Yes, he also has a bizarre and colorful background. But the character in general fits the dark tone of Netflix MCU. He’s dark, brooding, has a depressing backstory, is known for being extremely violent, has questionable morals, etc., etc.. Although AoS did make it work with GR, he never truly fit on the show. You always had this feeling that he should be on a different program, one that allows him the freedom to be extremely violent and dark. And the times that he IS violent on AoS (like when he rips the Neo-Nazis apart), it sticks out like a sore thumb because the rest of the show isn’t like that. So with GR, AoS had a bit of an identity crisis. Did it want to remain a funny, quippy, cable superhero TV series or did it want to replicate the grounded, dark nature of its Netflix siblings? 

Just imagine if these two guys were switched around. Instead of GR, the first third of AoS season 4 would be titled “Iron Fist” while Robbie took over as the fourth Defender. I don’t know, I think it would’ve worked better. 

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Name / Nickname / Title: Ezra / Ez, Scout / Shadowcaller

Age / Birthday: TBA / January 21

Date of Death / Date of Res: The Collapse / 2 decades before the Great Disaster

Species: Human

Light class: Nightstalker (Bladedancer on occasion)

Faction alliance: Iron Banner

Ghost: Atales

Fireteam(s): Fireteam Reina, Fireteam Lorouark, Fireteam Luna

Traits: Insightful, empathetic, humorously flirtatious (sometimes), resourceful, friendly, vague, slightly vindictive, reserved, playful, patient, opportunistic under many circumstances, astute, sneaky, fearless, adaptable, capable, keen, daring, hard-working, honorable, can be sadistic in a fight.

Quirks: Has a sleepwalking problem, prefers to sleep in tree tops when out in the wilds, harnesses a deep acrobatic drive when using Nightstalker, can sneak up on nearly anyone without them noticing (unintentionally and intentionally), utilizes the void as an outlet, likes spirit blooms for pure aesthetic, when she’s confident enough she won’t turn down the craziest of dares, the Void is a risky Light to mess with, yet it’s one she messes with often.

About: Once a close apprentice of the late Tevis and a true gymnast at heart, Ezra is a well known Nightstalker and profound Scout of the Last City.

Playful and keen, Ezra was once known as the risky assassin with a hasty trigger finger. During her younger Guardian days she often kept quiet, reserving mysteries to herself, but was no alien to curiosity’s demands. She was (and still is) an avid reader for the wild’s harmony and a vacuum to its reticent wonders. Stealth and accuracy were her elements. Resourcefulness was her gift upon resurrection. Fearlessness remained the echo of her drive.

She was born a Nightstalker, given the gift of the Void’s obstinate flame, and the tethering echo of its Shadowshot.

When Ezra’s not out utilizing the Void as an outlet for her avid emotions (a habit that could easily make a turn for the worse), she’s usually seen hanging out with friends or occasionally mentoring new bloods. In the City’s early years, Tevis took her under his wing when she was but a battered, confused fledgling, and she had thrived under his leadership ever since. She takes a lot of her inspiration from him (which also greatly contributed to her grief after his death), and due to other Hunter ties, the hardcase Cayde-6 as well (as a matter of fact, the two crafted a strong friendship after formal introductions, which had only tied tighter over the years they’ve interacted with each other).

The Great Disaster, Twilight Gap, Taken War, and other City atrocities had birthed a keen soldier, even more, an insightful one through the help of her diverse friends. She takes active part in all city conflicts and remains an invaluable asset among the Vanguard Elite.

Later in the timeline she became active in tasks given by Shiro, which had in due time created friendly ties between the two. As of current time she’s usually seen trying to prank him during their off time, or taking part in her friend’s hobbies/adventures, striving to help them in whatever they may be doing.