with drone attacks

Neighbor sued me after harassing my dog for months, lost horribly.

About 6 or 7 months ago, my neighbor got a drone. I don’t mind people having hobbies, but for some reason he insisted on flying like the biggest jerk possible. He would hover in front of other houses and windows, try to “race” cars going down the road, and worst of all he had a habit of flying his drone in my fenced back yard buzzing over my dog, diving low just over my dogs head before circling around to do it again. My dog isn’t small, he’s about 70lbs and a Malamute, but the drone terrified him, and I was worried what would happen if it hit him.

I asked my neighbor several times to please not fly in my yard and explained that it was scaring my dog, he basically told me to get lost and laughed in my face. When it still continued, I called the police. Unfortunately there wasn’t much they could do other than ask him to please not fly over my house/property.

Finally, in late December it happened - my dog got tired of his shit and managed to catch the drone right as it was diving towards him. He shredded the drone, the thing was just a jumbled mess of wires and plastic.

Neighbor was pissed. He stormed over to my house swearing and threatening me, which I ignored. A week later, I got a summons to small claims court - he wanted $900 for the cost of his drone and an additional $300 for supposedly denying him access to his property (the drone sat in my yard for a couple hours before it was retrieved). F*ck that. He could have killed my dog. I don’t have kids or a girlfriend, I just have my dog who is my best friend for the past 7 years. That dog has moved with me three times, was there when I graduated college, saw me buy my first house and my first new car. I love my dog.

Went to LegalAdvice, got some great help from them. Turns out, him suing me was the best thing to ever happen. When we got to small claims court, the judge basically laughed away his claims that I had intentionally trained my dog to attack his drone. But little did he know I was prepared. I had dozens of photos of my yard showing it was impossible for him to “accidentally” fly that low to my dog, videos of him harassing my dog in the past, and I had saved all my medical bills from taking my dog to the vet. $700 for an xray? Check. Another $250 to sedate him during? Why not, don’t want him being uncomfortable. Full dental exam with tooth cleaning/repair? $400. Then there was the cost of anti-anxiety meds and a secondary check up, wet food for a week in case his teeth were hurt, and extra just for good measure. In the end, the a-hole ended up owing me almost $2,000, and now is being investigated by the FAA for not having a registered drone and violating several FAA regulations concerning drone flight, too near an airport, too close to other people, out of sight of operator and waaay above the maximum altitude.

Enjoy never being allowed to fly drones again, d*ck.

Lance Analysis: sneaky boy values stealth and the element of surprise

ok, i’mma be frank. i have no idea where i’m going with this post, i just wanna talk about an interesting thing i’ve recently noticed with Lance’s character. this is probably gonna be a bit disorganized so i apologize but yeah.

more under the cut!

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guys this post means so much to me i’m gonna die

can you imagine, Aunt May and Uncle Ben (or maybe his parents, I’m not sure about Peter’s timeline… I’ll go with Uncle Ben for the feels though) taking Peter to Stark Expo so he can maybe catch a glimpse of his hero, Tony Stark?

Uncle Ben buys him an Iron Man mask and a little toy repulsor and he’s just bouncing up and down with excitement, gawking at all the cool inventions, but mostly he can’t wait to see Tony

And then he’s disappointed when he hears that Tony isn’t there, that Hammer Industries is doing the big exhibition, and he’s just so crushed

THEN Iron Man crashes the party and he’s pointing and smiling, going “Look, Uncle Ben!!! That’s him!!!”

The Hammer drones start attacking, and Uncle Ben tries to get Peter out of there, but he loses him in the chaos and Peter spots one of the drones

He’s a kid, he doesn’t really know better, but he does know what Iron Man would do

He raises his hand, fires up his little toy repulsor, and then WHAM

The Hammer drone falls in a pile of sparks and metal, and Peter turns around, startled, only to see Iron Man, Tony Stark himself, standing there

“Nice work, kid,” he says before flying off to save the day, just as Ben finds Peter and scoops him up to take him to safety

And Peter is just in awe. Iron Man thanked him. Tony Stark thought that he helped.

That he was a hero.


Okay so, that episode Starscream tries to join the Autobots? What if he wasn’t such a clod and didn’t reveal that he killed Cliffjumper? What if he actually got in and started working for the Autobots?

Of course, at first, Starscream would only join Bots because he wanted to use them to get rid of Megatron and become the leader of the Cons, because of course he would. But then he would start to realize something, little by little. 

He notices that even though the base in dirty and food is scarce, he feels much more relaxed here than he ever was on Nemesis. There is none of that looming feeling of Megatron beating you senseless, drones disrespecting you, Knock Out and Breakdown laughing at you or Arachnid humiliating you. He is free to do and be whatever he wants to be, as long as he doesn’t piss off the Bots, and that actually seems harder than he first thought. Sure, at first they are all on their toes about Stars, but after few weeks, they treat him like he was part of their team.

Stars goes to missions with Bumblebee, and learns that it was Megatron who stole his voice, and feels sympathy over him, for he too has been hurt by Megatron in the past. He hangs out with Bulkhead and learns that he isn’t just a “dumb big guy” he always though he was, and that Bulk is actually one of the first to accept him and support him. He helps Ratchet out and goes back to his scientific roots before the was and when Ratchet learns that Star used to be a scientist, they start having long debates and conversations about different formulas and eventually Stars helps Ratch make the perfect formula for synthetic energon. Arcee is not as easy, but once Star cracks few jokes about Arachnid, she warms up to her. The two joke around and grow quite close. Eventually he is even let to meet the kids and grows to find them, annoying at first, but later quite entertaining. Miko gets him into music, Raf wants to learn about Cybetronian science, and Ratchet isn’t a very talkative person so Stars makes a great teacher, and Jack is a great listener and supporter, even when Stars in denying his sorrow and inner pain.

But it’s Optimus that finally seals the deal. The two are on a mission together, and Starscream screws up, majorly. It’s nothing deadly or too dangerous, but it still causes him to panic because Megatron has beaten him for less. He gets on his knees and begs for Optimus’ forgiveness, sure that the Prime will beat him otherwise. But instead, Optimus stares at him, confused and even shocked, when he realizes why Stars is acting like this. Instead of hurting Stars, he embraces him and tells him that he is not angry and that it wasn’t Starscream’s fault. Stars doesn’t believe what just happened. Optimus, a PRIME just forgave him for his mistakes, and… comforted him. Starscream starts to re-think his choices and plans for using the Bots. For the first time in centuries, he has found someone he can truly respect and want to call his leader. He has found people who care of him and love him despite their bad past together. He has found something he thought long lost… a family.

So now, he accepts the fact that he indeed is an Autobot now. He keeps his aerial-form, he loves flying too much to give it up, but gets another, third form for himself. A motorbike. A TWO-WHEELER. Everyone know’s his hate of land-vehicles and two-wheeler’s especially so this is a special moment for everyone. Starscream asks for Ratchet to replace his Decepticon-symbol with an Autobot-one. He starts to work full time on taking down Cons. He gets better weapons and learns new fighting techniques. Just so that he can be useful for the bots, just so that he can make Optimus proud. 

Under the sharp and cold Con the Bots find a fun-loving, strong, smart and even caring Cybetronian, who just wants his home back. He no longer cares about leadership, now that he has a leader he truly supports and cares about. And who also cares of him. 

One time on the battlefield, one drone refuses to attack Starscream. It’s Steve. He begs to join “Lord” Starscream and serve him again like he did before. Stars takes a look at Optimus (who smiles and nods) and then helps the drone to his feet. “Please, call me Screamy. All my friends do.” And Steve joins the Bots.

Wheeljack and Fowler are bit harder, seeing how Starscream did keep them prisoner and tortured them. But both see how he has changed and understand that war is a serious thing and people on different sides sometimes need to do horrible things for their own side’s benefits, and eventually forgive him.

And the Smokescreen happens. Oh dear, does Smokescreen happen. Starscream is so exited to have someone new to join he hasn’t met before. He is no longer the youngest bot! Smokescreen is all confused like “YOU’RE Starscream!? No! That can’t be! You’re supposed to be evil and shit????” but soon they before great friends. Starscream finds amusing how formal Smokes is especially around Optimus, for he knows that the Prime is a kind and caring soul and not a military officer. Ultra Magnus and Stars never truly get along, but they too learn to tolerate each other.

But then, something happens that changes his happiness back to pain. Because of course.

Arcee happens to make a joke about their and Cliffjumper’s past, and Stars remembered. He really did kill part of Team Prime. He had been PROUD of that fact before, but now… Arcee tells him how she felt about him and how she misses him every day, only making Stars feel more bad than before. Stars starts to isolate himself from the others. He can’t bear to look at them or be with them. He killed their friend after all. It was long time ago, but that didn’t make it any better. Stars is in pain and cries every night.

Eventually he comes out of his room, asks for everyone’s attention. He has to do this. He can’t keep it in. Everyone gathers around, worried of their friend. Stars looks at them. “I don’t deserve this” he thinks. The Bots are asking him what is wrong. Stars tells that he has to come clean, for he can no longer live with the guilt. With tears in his eyes and crack in his voice (more than usual) he says it…

“I killed Cliffjumper.”

There is a silence. No-one says anything. Starscream closes her optics and waits. He knows, he just KNOWS he will be killed for that. But he doesn’t care. He is ready. More ready than ever. He is willing to take the punishment. 

But it never comes. Arcee walks to him, the boys telling her, panicking, to “not do it”, thinking that she will hurt him. But she doesn’t. She takes Stars’ servos in her own and looks at him in the optics and asks…

“Did you kill him quickly?” 

Stars tells exactly what happened, what Cliff said to trigger him and cause him to do it. He tells that Cliff died rather quickly even if not painless. Arcee, instead of being angry, hugs Starscream, for everyone’s surprise. She thanks Stars for telling the truth and being honest with her. Now she can finally put Cliff to rest in her mind. Sure, she will always miss Cliff and wish he wasn’t dead, but she can’t hate the “new Starscream” for the “old” ones mistakes. 

Everyone joins in the hug and tell Stars that they forgive him. He was a con back then, his job was to kill bots! He wasn’t himself back then! He was pressured by Megatron! He was not a monster for killing in a war!

Starscream can only cry. Whether it’s tears of pain or happiness, only he knows.

The war is over. Megatron and Unicron are defeated. The well of Allsparks is working again. Kock Out has joined the Bots. 

Starscream helps with the rebuilding of Cybetron. He is more quiet than before. He hasn’t forgiven himself for his actions, and he just lost Optimus, the leader he was ready to die for. But he is still happy to be alive to see the war end and promises to protect his new home with all he has.

Then Bumblebee comes to him and asks if Stars would like to become the new leader of Voss.

Whether he says yes or no… well. I let everyone make their own conclusions.


I had this idea for awhile.
There is this Lance turning into a cat fanfic that I really like and I really wanted to write something with cat lance.
So I started having all these funny scenarios where Lance would get stuck or they lost lance in the space mall, stuff like that.
But the problem was I wanted to add some langst so I thought I could have lance doubt that he was useless and was better in cat form.
I suddenly started having hcs for the story after lance was turned back into a human

• The team would sometimes forget that Lance was the cat (the name was Azul)
and get all worried when they couldn’t Azul when they started to do team training
• In the middle of training everyone expect lance and coran would run off in search of Azul
• Lance would be left to train alone
• Lance soon realizes the team got so use to him not being around they would forget he was even there
• And when he spoke up the team would blow him off saying that they need to find Azul but then they would realize that Lance was Azul and they would walk off awkwardly
• After giving up trying, Lance would only spend time in his room or the training deck
• He would spend hours attacking the drones that he got so good he could easily defeat 5 level 10 robot warrior things at once
• he also managed to master the Bayard where he can change it
• the team never noticed
• this would go on for a few months before Lance found himself in the training deck one night
• he had just knocked down one of the robots and he started to laugh hysterically to the point where he was violently sobbing
• at that point he forgot the robots were still on and they had started attacking him but Lance didn’t even flinch
• after awhile he finally got up and went to bed with bruises and scrapes running up and down along his limbs
• in the morning he went to breakfast, everyone was there expect coran, but no one noticed how injury Lance was
• but as soon as coran walked in he noticed and started asking question
• with the Altean’s reaction, everyone s was looking at Lance concerned and started to ask their own questions but lance would not respond
• Allura asked him ‘who did this? You didn’t do this to yourself right?’
• but lance again didn’t respond just kept eating his food
• keith then had enough and started yelling at Lance and restated Allura’s question angrily
• At this point lance just started to laugh sickly and started to tell them how he didn’t want to become human again because he knew they wouldn’t pay attention to him anymore and about how the ignored him
• Lance got so angry in his rant that he slammed his fists against the table only to cry out in pain and fall backwards hitting his agaisnt the floor, knocking himself out
• when lance woke from the healing pod no one was in the room and lance started to cry once more
• he then started to think back when he use to cut himself and how he felt so happy when he did
• Lance then found something sharp and started cutting but then Keith entered the room
• Keith got angry at Lance and started yelling and telling him he loved him, etc…
• Keith then made lance promise he wouldn’t kill himself and then left the room
• once again lance started crying mumbling how he wanted to die
• he then realized that he promised that HE would not kill himself and thus started the plan of trying to get killed during fights with Zarkon
• few months pass and the team thinks lance in getting better but he’s not
• a few days later they found themselves in a battle and lance purposely flu blue into a tractor beam and was captured
• the team was devastated
• when lance is in the hands of Zarkon, he felt happy because he was constantly in pain and away from his so called friends
• but it only lasted for a few months, the team found him and rescued him
• keith was carrying lance to the healing pods but as soon as lance realized where they were going he pushed away from keith to the floor
• he pushed himself against the wall yelling he did want to be heal that he wanted to die right there
• keith yelled that lance promised he wouldnt die but lance yelled back that he only promised he wouldnt kill himself
• then lance stopped yelling and closed his eyes saying he was going to die and that the last thing he would see was keith face as a remember of how much of a screw up he was

I got to about there before I started crying.
Anyways after he lost consciousness, he woke up to keith eyes and then that’s where I would end the story, because I don’t want to end where Lance dies at the end. That is a little to much.

I’m going to langst hell

anonymous asked:

ElGang's reaction to getting bitchslapped in the face for no reason by a stranger


  • Hey it might’ve been a reflex but does he regret it? No they slapped him
  • Like bruh I don’t even know you get away from me with your weak ass slap
  • Actually thinks about kicking them while they’re down for a few seconds but decides against it
  • He forgives and forgets he ain’t that petty


  • Tries not to cry
  • Fails miserably
  • Honestly a blubbering baby while trying to curse them out
  • “Y-you shut fuck your mouth!!”
  • If anyone is with her, any of the boys-not Ain or Add, the assholes-expect to get your ass kicked.


  • Like Elsword, reflexively reacts but instead of hitting you? She catches your hand and flips you
  • Elves are fuckin’ ninjas yo
  • Straight up slams you on the pavement and them gasps and apologizes even though you tried to hit her first
  • Elves may be ninjas but they also apologize a lot. 
  • A. Lot. 


  • Doesn’t even fucking flinch when you slap him. 
  • Bitch deadass blinks and calmly sighs before completely decking you.
  • If he uses his Nasod Arm you better have written your will because you will not fucking survive
  • But honestly why slap this man he’s just a crow dad tryna survive


  • What do you mean slap Eve
  • One, that would hurt you, she’s made of fucking metal
  • Two, she does the slapping. Not you. Get outta here.
  • You don’t even get the chance to slap her before she’s whipped out her pimp gloves and just backhands you out into next week


  • My god like Aisha he tries not to cry and he fails, he fails so badly
  • Chung’s an ugly crier lemme tell you, but imagine his face looming over yours with tears and snot while he’s asking you why
  • What did he do to you to get hurt like that
  • Slap Chung for guilt points and bad karma like the monster you are


  • Martial artist getting slapped?? Doesn’t sound like a good idea
  • Grabs your arm and twists when you make the movement to hurt her and just
  • Boom before you know it you’re thrown against the wall, maybe even unconscious
  • If you did manage to hit her she’ll probably at least be holding back tears
  • She’s squishy what can I say


  • Slaps back
  • If it was playful expect a slapping war, if not…yeaahh..
  • You’ll be out for a few days. Have you seen the sword she carries?
  • I heard Elesis had an eight pack. That Elesis was shredded.
  • You of course think Elesis is a punk-ass bitch, and this is why you’re in a mini-coma. Dumbass.


  • Honestly attaches a tracking device to you like a spiteful shit and makes your life hell for a few days
  • I’m talking random electrocutions, attack drones showing up at your doorstep, etc
  • He even sends you an EMP bomb in a box
  • Let’s be honest he went back to his room and was just tearfully cursing you out for a while before he got to work


  • Doesn’t cry, doesn’t hit back, she just yells for Ciel and gives you about five seconds to make like a banana and split before he comes for you
  • Why on earth you would slap the Steel Queen of Demons is beyond me, and one that’s made a pact with a human…well, you’re not too smart.
  • Gets Ciel to carry her around and buy her ice cream to make her feel better


  • Honestly Lu is more mad than he is
  • Lu’s just sitting there screaming obscenities at you and Ciel’s over there trying to figure out why you slapped him
  • Did he accidentally shoot a hole in your wall? Did he trample on your plants? What did he do
  • The answer is he did nothing, you’re just an ass tbh
  • He shrugs, apologizes, and drags Lu away
  • Peaceful man stops angry goblin demon from attacking human


  • Another reflexive badass, Rose will have you pinned down and crying uncle for even trying to get near her
  • Zero’s cackling and calling you a dumbass for trying to attack a royal guard with clear amusement
  • The poor guy’s been stuck in her rucksack all day give him a break
  • It’ll take a lot to get Rose to let you go or at least let up on the pressure on your wrist, she’s already alert and battle ready


  • ????? Is this how humans greet each other? It fucking hurts
  • Slaps back because he thinks he’s supposed to at first but he doesn’t hold back
  • Twig man is surprisingly strong and you go flying
  • Elsword’s cackling like a maniac and he doesn’t know why like
  • Elsword are you ok do you need help?
  • No, Ain, but I’m sure the person you just made your bitch needs it.
Cuba to Trump: US in no position to lecture
Responding President Trump's announcement Friday on rolling back steps to normalize relations, the Cuban government said the US is in no position to "lecture us."
By Miranda Green, CNN

“We have deep concerns by the respect and the guaranties of the human rights in that country, where there is a large number of cases of murder, brutality and police abuse, particularly against the African Americans; the right to live is violated as a result of deaths by firearms,” the statement read.

It went on to list a litany of concerns: racial discrimination, salary inequality between genders, the marginalization of immigrants and refugees from Islamic and other countries, Trump’s proposed wall on the southern border, his decision to pull out of the Paris climate accord, the imprisonment of enemy combatants at Guantanamo Bay, the killing of US and foreign citizens in drone attacks, the preface for and conduct of the wars in Iraq and other Middle Eastern countries, and estimates that the Republican health care bill would cause 23 million people to lose medical insurance.

Okay but Team Voltron Meeting Team RWBY

Pidge and Ruby being absolute geeks about each other’s weapon/bayard.

Shiro and Yang comparing their prosthetic arms (it’s close because both are so fluid to use).

Lance getting really homesick and asking Ruby if Remnant ever receives rain (he starts begging Shiro to take them to Remnant).

Hunk experimenting in the kitchen with Team RWBY (mainly Ruby) giving him an array of strange ideas.

Keith and Blake being relatable over being the only non-human (well kind of non-human for Keith) in their team.

Team RWBY finding out that the bayards can change into different weapons with sufficient training and being more excited than the paladins.

Lance and Yang being punny, bisexual dorks.

Keith and Blake sighing over their punny, bisexual dorks.

Shiro giving Ruby inspiring pep talks to Ruby about being a good leader (lol we all know he’s dead inside).

Lance hitting on Weiss, who just glares at him and drags Ruby next to her.

Pidge and Blake having deep conversations about conflicts on their home planets.

Team Voltron discovering Team RWBY’s semblances and auras and just having all the curiosity.

Hunk showing team RWBY the mechanisms of the lions (excitement levels: through the roof).

Lance, Hunk and Pidge sharing their experiences with team RWBY about their time in the Galaxy Garrison (Keith listening sulkily).

Team Voltron and Team RWBY sparring together in the training simulator - they’re getting to level 100 faster than you can say ‘Quiznak’.

Team RWBY trying out the paladin trust test (like the invisible labyrinth and the drone attack etc.) and absolutely bossing them.

I don’t see any evidence of ISIS backing down. The news that keeps on coming out of Washington – and this is not just the Trump administration but also the Obama administration – is that with every territorial defeat that ISIS is on its back legs, that they’re losing fighters, that they’re in disarray. And I’ll tell you from my perspective of being on the ground [in Mosul, Iraq], they look more fierce than ever. They’re fighting tooth and nail for this territory. And they’re doing it through numerous innovations, from the tunnels, to the use of drones to attack enemy positions, etc.
—  Rukmini Callimachi, NYT reporter on ISIS. She was embedded with Iraqi troops as they battled to liberate western Mosul from ISIS.
My daughter was killed by Donald Trump’s botched drone attack in Yemen
I also thought at first that Muhammad, my two-year-old grandson, was also killed – but when we took him from Fateem’s arms, he cried. He was sleeping all the time in his dead mother’s arms

“There are a lot of killers. We got a lot of killers. What, do you think our country’s so innocent?”- Donald J Trump

anonymous asked:

I don't mean this to sound hostile, but I'm super turned off by Bernie's failure to vigorously oppose drone strikes, mass surveillance, and to support Edward Snowden. Economics and the environment are extremely important, and on those Bernie's better than any other American politician, but civil liberties and peace are important too. I want Bernie to stand against imperialist slaughter overseas and the growth of a dystopian police state in America.

I mean, Bernie has spoken out on those things.

On mass surveillance: 

Let me be clear: We must do everything we can to protect our country from the serious potential of another terrorist attack. We can and must do so, however, in a way that also protects the constitutional rights of the American people and maintains our free society.

Do we really want to live in a country where the NSA gathers data on virtually every single phone call in the United States—including as many as 5 billion cellphone records per day? I don’t. Do we really want our government to collect our emails, see our text messages, know everyone’s Internet browsing history, monitor bank and credit card transactions, keep tabs on people’s social networks? I don’t.

Unfortunately, this sort of Orwellian surveillance, conducted under provisions of the Patriot Act, invades the privacy of millions of law-abiding Americans.(x)

On Edward Snowden:

The information disclosed by Edward Snowden has allowed Congress and the American people to understand the degree to which the NSA has abused its authority and violated our constitutional rights.

Now we must learn from the troubling revelations Mr Snowden brought to light. Our intelligence and law enforcement agencies must be given the tools they need to protect us, but that can be done in a way that does not sacrifice our rights.

While Mr Snowden played an important role in educating the American people, there is no debate that he also violated an oath and committed a crime. In my view, the interests of justice would be best served if our government granted him some form of clemency or a plea agreement that would spare him a long prison sentence or permanent exile. (x)

On Drone Strikes:

I think we have to use drones very, very selectively and effectively. That has not always been the case. What you can argue is that there are times and places where drone attacks have been effective.(x)

Just because you haven’t seen it, doesn’t mean that it has not been addressed. 

But I know that his drone strike comments may not be comforting to everyone, but I actually agree with his statement. Drone’s are a tool, like any other. A tool can be used well and a tool can be used poorly. A tool in the wrong hands though can be a nightmarish affair. 

I think that Drone strikes should only be used with massive congressional oversight for the very reasons that Bernie Sanders states.  Drone warfare should be selective and effective. Drone strikes should not take place if there is a risk of civilian casualty and the President should have to answer for every strike that has any civilian casualties. 

I want the process of having to answer for a strike having gone awry to be so lengthy that it is a deterrent to using them in any but the most extreme cases or in the case of a Congressional Act of War. No president would want weeks of their limited time in office to be consumed with congressional hearings on the validity of their use of force. 

Because let’s be honest, Drones are not going anywhere. There are too many tactical advantages to drone warfare over conventional warfare.

- @theliberaltony

To be honest, I have not spent a great deal of time thinking about how to properly police drone strikes, the Intercept has a ton of information on the topic in “The Drone Papers” which I would recommend that anyone interested in the Drones should read.  

Also glaring are the Obama worshippers who are suddenly expressing concern about civilians getting caught in the crossfire in Syria like where were y'all when civilians were getting killed and disfigured by ur beloved president’s drone attacks performed in pakistan, yemen, somalia, etc? huh?

anonymous asked:

Do you think they're actually going to kill Iris? Or will they find a way to stop it so that Savitar is never created?

I think if they kill Iris, she’ll be immediately brought back or saved. But really, I do expect them to just… not kill her. 

That’s the emotional culmination of the season, right? Them saving her. Or her dying. But for all this show’s trauma, it isn’t intended to be a tragedy. Another story might kill her, might show it as the inevitable outcome, the price we pay for messing with time or the proof that you can’t really change things.

But The Flash isn’t that story. It isn’t a world where things are set in stone and immutable. It’s a “at what cost” kind of story where the price can be steep, but ultimately, the heroes vanquish.

So Iris isn’t going to die. She’s going to live. I don’t know how it’s all going to shake out, but I do expect that to happen.

And. Some other finale predictions.

We can maybe glean some ideas for what else to expect in the finale from Arrow. Because the seasonal progressions (especially the finales tend to follow a pattern). 

  • Arrow S1 finale: mass damage via undertaking, heroic male love interest (in a love triangle) sacrifices himself (sort of unintentionally, but he gets a romantic heroic moment).
  • Flash S1 finale: mass damage via singularity, heroic male love interest (in a love triangle) sacrifices himself (intentionally). Has a romantic heroic moment.
  • (Even Legends S1 finale: mass damage of destroying the vanishing point, though that’s not really their issue. Heroic male (love interest) sacrifices himself, gets a romantic heroic moment) (Does this imply Time Canary really is endgame??).
  • Arrow S2 finale: leads up to the finale with city-wide mayhem from Slade + mirakuru soldiers and death of a parent, before the villain is vanquished without any further bloodshed from the heroes’ side (who have been under threat). The city is no longer under threat (via drone attack).
  • Flash S2 finale: Zoom’s + meta army and death of a parent, before the villain is vanquished without any further bloodshed without any further bloodshed from the heroes’ side (who have been under threat). The multiverse is no longer under threat.
  • Arrow S2: ends with a twist as Thea leaves with her father (and past!Ollie arrives in Hong Kong) to set up changes seen in S3. Also ends with love interests not getting together (yet).
  • Flash S2: ends with a twist as Barry runs back in time to set up changes seen in S3. Also ends with love interests not getting together (yet).
  • (Legends S2: has similar carnage going on in the lead up with Doomworld and a surprise twist at the end to set the stage for S3, but I ultimately think it plays out more like Flash S2 Finale than Arrow’s).

Which brings us to Arrow S3 finale. 

Arrow S3 has an evil version of the hero (League of Assassins Oliver) but he’s playing a role (unlike Savitar, who is actually evil). Despite that, Ra’s (the bad guy) is ultimately vanquished without any of the hero’s loved ones dying because of him, but other threats become apparent in or before the finale (Damien Dahrk is alluded to, and Malcolm Merlyn is in charge of the League).

Oliver and Felicity are together and heading off into the sunset and there’s a sudden explosion that leaves us believing Ray might be dead.


For The Flash… I’m predicting happy westallen at the end (mirroring the going off into the sunset, but I doubt they plan to leave the heroing game). Maybe seeing future Mirror Master and The Top was/is an allusion to bad guys we’ll see in S4 (a la Darkh) and likely we’ll see some of what’s coming in S4 get woven in to the S3 finale, in terms of enemies. Or just some other issues feeling unresolved, like maybe things with Killer Frost. 

And maybe a last-second twist? Not an explosion like what happened to Ray, but something happening to someone else on the team in a shocking twist to help create anticipation for S4.

Fatima's message

If you cannot see Pakistan, Palestine, Yemen, Iraq and all those who are oppressed in Fatima’s tragedy, then you aren’t looking hard enough

If you cannot see the massacre of little children in Fatima’s broken rib then maybe you shouldn’t let the comfortable lifestyle obscure your vision

If you cannot see the wood that burns the house of Fatima in the missiles that pour down on Yemen, then take a dose of reality

If you cannot see the drone attacks on Pakistan in the downfall of Fatima’s house, then wake up and smell the corruption

If you cannot see Al-Mahdi’s pain in Fatima’s rib, then you don’t know Fatima’s message

We are the sons of Fatima and our tears will flow like an ongoing river until the day of Resurrection. We will never forget the rib that speaks to the oppressors of today

We will never forget your day, O’ Fatima!

wrote this for day 4 (FAMILY) of tim drake week (also because it’s very self-indulgent and i need closure)
((it’s also kind of cheating because it’s a scene from a fic i’m working on and i’m posting it here for a ~sneak peek~ of a fic that might never be completed so concrit is appreciated))

title: emotional honesty 1, tim drake 0
summary: imagine tim getting rescued from
oz’s prison and morphing with his pre-52 self a la superman rebirth and then moving back into titans tower (boat?) and having to deal with the fact that everyone in his family basically wrote him off after the drone attack and his supposed ‘death’
wordcount: 1.5k


One morning, Alfred shows up at the door with a large bag and a pair of oven mitts slung over his arm. Tim takes one look at the monitor and tenses, biting his bottom lip. Conner shoots him a quick glance, ready to very politely ask Alfred to leave if Tim looks like he can’t handle it - but Tim just nods at the video screen and stands up, heading for the door.

Conner doesn’t follow and Tim breathes a soft sigh of relief. He knows it’s been difficult for all of them since he got back - after leaving the Manor thanks to some vivid nightmares, after cutting off most contact with Bruce, after… everything. Conner’s been walking on eggshells around him ever since he got out of the hospital, and Tim kind of wants to strangle him and say that he’s fine, that he’s okay, but he still wakes up at night screaming from thoughts of being trapped in Oz’s prison. So. He isn’t going to piss off the one person who’s been willing to sit up with him while he reasserts reality.

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“That will be all, general,” Tarkin said, still gazing out the viewport of his quarters.
“Thank you, sir,” General Veers replied. “My men are looking forward to a bit of R&R after this long war.”
Tarkin hummed a non-committal reply.
Out in the glittering darkness of space, TIE Fighters occasionally floated across his vision, running drills no doubt. There was little else to do, after all.
In the days following the fall of the Rebellion at Yavin, there existed an anti-climactic lull in the galaxy. There was work to be done, yes, but the urgency that fueled the Empire’s actions for nearly a decade was now nothing more than galactic maintenance and the occasional rounding up of rebel deserters.
It was a time of peace, he supposed.
So then why do I feel so…unsatisfied?
Tarkin turned his head, arching an eyebrow at the general whom he assumed had already left him.
“That will be all, general.”
Veers did not move. He stood at attention, his officer’s cap tucked beneath his arm, chin up and jaw set. Always the iron-willed soldier, the general showed only the slightest hint of apprehension with a quick rise and fall of his Adam’s apple.
“Sir, if you have nothing pressing at the moment, might I suggest you take some leave yourself.”
Tarkin turned fully to the general, hands tucked behind his back and eyes narrowed. “I do not need leave time, general. Whether in peace or in war I am still the Grand Moff of the Empire and one does not take holiday with such a title.”
“With all do respect, sir, that is precisely the title that should earn a person a rather decent holiday.” Veers arched an audacious eyebrow. “We have won, sir. Our enemies have been crushed. We-”
Tarkin waved a dismissive hand and turned back to the viewport. “Thank you for your concern, general.”
“Yes, sir,” Veers replied.
Tarkin watched the reflection of the general in the glass. Giving a curt bow, Veers turned heel and strode towards the door. He paused in the doorway before turning back a final time. “If you change your mind, I will be in Hanger Bay Nine.” then as an afterthought he added, “and wear something you do not mind getting bloody.”
By the time Tarkin turned to face the general, Veers was gone.
Hangar Bay Nine was better known as a TIE Fighter graveyard where engineers stored, scrapped and repurposed the broken machines. The manner in which the vehicles were laid out resembled some sort of death-defying obstacle course. Fractured wings served as ramps, pods were hollowed out and filled with nests of frayed wires, and slabs of metal scraps were welded together like rungs on a ladder or bouldering footholds.
Tarkin arrived in the hangar wearing a simple black shirt tucked into a pair of deep green cargo pants and a pair of his most comfortable boots, the very same he wore on his Eriadu safari trips. The boots were scuffed and worn with definitive claw and tooth marks against the thick leather.
Tarkin found Veers sitting on an old ammunition crate that looked like it had not seen the light of day since the Clone Wars. Rather than leap to his feet, the general merely glanced at the grand moff before returning to his primary focus, tightening a screw on a handheld controller. “Governor, you made it.” He said.
The greeting was so casual that Tarkin had a mind to reprimand the general, but he held his tongue. Veers was no longer in uniform, now wearing a pair of mottled khaki cargo pants and an olive green shirt that clung to his sveldt army-sculpted form.
“It seems you had little doubt I would show,” Tarkin remarked, eyeing the ammunition crate next to the general. A black felt blanket cushioned eight blasters, two pairs of sporting blasters and two pairs of heavy blasters, as well as a row of energy cartridges.
“A hope rather than an assumption,” Veers retorted, rising to his feet, though still not acknowledging the rank between them. “Thank you for coming, sir.”
The relaxed posture of the general and the casual clothes between them gave Tarkin an ease he did not expect. In all logic, even out of uniform, he vastly outranked the military man, but this event seemed to not involve rank and so Tarkin allowed himself to settle into the informal setting.
Tarkin approached the crate, gliding his fingers over the cool barrel of the long-nosed sporting blaster. He noted the energy cylinder was stouter than average model with a pair of tubes connecting the cylinder to what looked like a small exhaust port?
“These are not the standard issue nobleman’s wampa shooter. They certainly are not weapons for the weak-chinned.”
A brief smile twitched at Veers serious face. “You noticed. No, these were among the intercepted cargo bound for Saw Guerra’s remaining forces. They modified the sporting blasters to shoot twice the range without sacrificing accuracy.”
“They will overheat quickly,” Tarkin remarked, picking up the blaster and turning it over in his hand, testing the weight. He glanced up at Veers to see the general kept his face neutral, though his eyes seemed to glitter with excitement.
His words came out quick and clipped, which for “Iron Max” it was as close to giddy as the man came.
“Yes, I deduced this as well. If you note, the small exhaust port in the back will allow for, I would say, eighteen to twenty blasts rather than the five or six expected from these blasters. However, after that, they will be little more than piping hot paperweights. This is why I have provided heavy blasters as back up. Still, I am eager to give these weapons a try, as I hope you look forward to it as well.”
“I am curious,” Tarkin admitted. “And what shall we be using for target practice?” Tarkin asked, surveying the hangar for cans or bottles or…perhaps rebel pilot helmets.
“Ah,” Veers said, holding up the small blue box. “Now this…will be a bit unconventional, sir, but again I hope that you will find this to your liking.”
The general pressed the center button and a low hum filled the air.
No…not a hum, Tarkin corrected. It sounds like…buzzing.
Ten metallic insects, the size of mouse droids, rose in the air from behind a cracked TIE pod.
“Hornet droids,” Tarkin said, arching an eyebrow. Instinctively, his body calmed, every muscle stilled. It was a technique that came as naturally to him as breathing despite not having hunted on the dangerous plains of Eriadu for nearly a decade. “Are they fully operational.”
Veers slowly hooked the controller to his belt, his eyes fixed on the insects. “Of course, sir.”
Tarkin allowed himself to indulge in the slight flutter in his chest. Hornet drones were used in Stormtrooper training courses and were modeled after Blaster Hornets of his homeworld. Their sting was not deadly, but very painful. A good five or six attacks would put a stormtrooper in the infirmary for a month.
“And how many of them are there?” He said in a low tone.
“There are as many as we wish until we run out of ammunition,” Veers replied, his brown eyes seemed to study Tarkin closely. “Will this be acceptable, sir?”
Tarkin turned to look at Veers, his gray eyes scrutinizing the general.
“How did you know I would come here?”
Veers did not shy from his gaze. Unblinking he replied, “You are the master huntsman of Eriadu. A living legend of sharpshooters. If ever there was an activity to soothe the greatest blasterslinger in the Outer Rim, it would be doing what he does best.”
The hornets split off into two groups, circling the hanger and the imperials who moved along with them. The pincer attack the drones were planning put Tarkin and Veers backs together.
“How shall we proceed, general?”
“Sir, I would be honored if you gave the order instead.”
Not since the Clone Wars had someone needed military stratagem from Tarkin and exhilaration swelled in the chest of this hunter-turned-politician.
“In that case, general..
” Tarkin fired five shots in quick succession.
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop.
“…follow my lead, and try not to get stung.”
Five hornet droids fell to the ground, glowing eyes dimming, a blaster hole between her eyes.
Veers fired five shots as well, catching four targets. The fifth dove at Veers who slammed the butt of his gun into the head of the drone. It fell to the floor a sparking mess of wires.
“Yes, sir,” Veers nodded. “It will be a pleasure to see the legend in action today.” he remarked, which felt more matter-of-fact than flattery.
“You will not see a legend today, general.” Tarkin said, twirling the blaster on its trigger guard, already comfortable with the weapon in hand. “You will merely see a predator long overdue for a hunt.”
Ten more hornet droids rose in the air.
The two warriors merely smiled.

(Thank you so so much, @admfirmuspiett, for this prompt! I know Veers was itching for some buddy time with Wilhuff!)

YEMEN. Zinjibar. July 2012. The black flag of al-Qaeda hangs limply on the outskirts of the town, in the country’s southern province of Abyan. Al-Qaeda in the Arabian Peninsula (AQAP) occupied a big swath of Abyan before being driven out by a combination of government troops, armed groups of citizens and US drone attacks.

Photograph: Yuri Kozyrev/NOOR for TIME