Part of the journey is the end

Just a writer trying to figure out how this works. Here's my ao3! https://archiveofourown.org/users/Dghom4him

[virtualtoybox]

STARCHILD; ARE YOU LISTENING?

[thebookbutterfly]

I love it when fan fiction writers are like: “ah shit, this was meant to be one part but I started writing it and now it has to be three”. Like the fanfic is happening to them and not being created by them.

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Unfortunately all writing is like this

[pbandjff]

Poor Kanan. He spent all his experience points building his brawler/gunslinger skill trees and the Force punted him back to, like, level 3 swordsman. No wonder the Grand Inquisitor was always kicking his butt. They should have given Kanan the kyber equivalent of brass knuckles and let him loose.

[doggirlpaws]

If I had capital-s Superpowers I wouldn't use them to punch alien gods, I'd use them to become a science youtuber.

"Hi guys, welcome back to the channel, I've got a real treat for you today! You might notice the lab looks different, I didn't want to risk putting anyone else in danger with today's experiment and if you've been reading the news this week you'll know that a bunch of big important people on Earth are pretty mad at me right now, so I'm shooting this episode on the moon!

"This is uranium-238, an extremely rarified form of the uranium used in some nuclear reactors. If I get the camera closer, you see that 'snow' appearing in the image? That's caused by individual radioactive ions escaping from the uranium. It's warm to the touch and very pliable. See how easily it's bending? Compare that to how much force I had to use to flatten out that tungsten cube last week, remember how that took both hands?

"Anyway, I know what you're going to ask,"

*voice clip of Snake from metal gear solid saying 'But how does it taste?'*

"Well, we're going to find out! I'm just going to tear off a tiny bit here... Hmm. The taste and texture is similar to lead, but warm and a little fizzy. That would be from those escaping ions hitting the skin cells of my tongue and bouncing off. I'd better spit this out quickly, if one of those bounces back into the uranium it could-

*a loud but muffled explosion sound is heard*

"Okay, so that was what's called a fission reaction! A little nuclear explosion went off in my mouth! That was certainly a new experience, I don't think I want to do that again. It wasn't nearly as much fun as the lava I ate back in the Hawaii video.

"Well, I'm going end this one here and get all these things ready for the next part of their journey. Stay tuned for part 2, where we see what happens when I throw the world's entire nuclear arsenal into the sun! As always, stay safe, stay curious, and have a Super day!"

[saltyduane]

Fit check for my Jedi era

[puunnd]

I'm back at my bullshit so here's Louvre heist part 2: the aftermath

Bonus:

[part 1] [part 3]

[lilisouless]

Inej: you think you know a man, they tell you that there’s only you and then…they go for the first good looking person in their way

Inej: what does this mean?

Matthias: it’s…not what it looks like

Inej: you have another gym partner?!

Matthias: no! Well…yes,but it’s only temporary and…You said we were on a break…

Inej scoffs

Matthias: well we never said we were exclusive and besides, you never want to do heavy lifting

Inej: oh right? Well I hope it worths betraying all of our times for “lifting”

Matthias knocking the door: come on Inej, I already apologized

Kaz: she is not talking to your dirty cheating arse

Wylan: this is ridiculous, she can’t be mad you have another gym partner. It’s like if Kaz was mad at me for playing chess with other guys

Kaz: well but you don’t do that

Wylan: …

Kaz: no…

Wylan: I was alone! And you were on a trip,and he had a crystal board and…one thing let to another

Kaz: I can’t believe it!

Wylan: he actually lets me use the black ones!

Kaz: Oh so now it’s my fault!

Wylan: I don’t mean that! It’s just that you constantly neglected my needs

Jesper & Nina chilling in the couch

Jesper: so (takes popcorn) , I went shopping without you

Nina focused on painting her nails: whore

Jesper: i bought you boots

Nina: you are forgiven

[catastrophlick]

(a poem I wrote about watching the tv show Leverage and being spoiled on the premise of Redemption even though I haven’t finished the original series yet)

Nate Ford Will Die Of COVID-19

It’s this sickly little irony that clings to the ribs

Isn’t it?

A spoiler I caught on the bottom of my shoe

Refusing to scrape away

I’m only on season four, 2011, a different world

But I can’t resist the temptation of a rabbit hole

So I peeked ahead by just a few short years

And I regret to have read

That Nate Ford will die of Covid

Sorry

Nate Ford dies of a preexisting heart condition

And one very weary liver

In the spring of 2020

Or maybe summer

But we all know what that means, yes

We agreed that counted in the tally of the dead

What’s lockdown to a lock picker

A hacking cough to a hacker

A vaccine to a veteran

A social distance to a social engineer

A mask to a mastermind

Corona to a con artist

So Nate Ford dies of Covid

But I’m only on season four

So I watch him flirt and I’ve already been spoiled

And I know he’ll only have eight years with her

The patriarch tucks the kids into bed, one, two, three

And he only has eight years

The fulcrum within the simple machine lifts heavy iron and marble and millions of millions

Like he knows he’s only got eight years left

All because Nate Ford inevitably dies of Covid

He screams when he sees his boy on the slab

dead

And he doesn’t know that he will be there one day very soon

Tube down his throat

A distinctive heart stutter

Anger blanketing to a white hot ash

A wretch of a man with eyes only for the whiskey rocks

Fading seizing dying

dead

The rich and powerful take what they want

And Nate Ford will die of Covid

Must have been one hell of a health insurance policy

Hospital records can be hacked

The masses debts could be forgiven

You’re a terrible actor but you know that already

It’s all just an act

Eight more years

One can jump off skyscrapers and two can lie to your face and three hits like a mother and four’s a tick in the python

And only he could turn cogs into a whole machine

But Nate Ford’s gonna die of Covid

And there’s nothing the best can do

I don’t know, I didn’t catch redemption yet

I’m only on season four, after all

time traveling

What happened to his

Tesla

Do you think

Did he sell it

To cover the hospital bills

Because Nate Ford Dies of Covid

like five whole years before he could slap a bumper sticker on the back

“I bought this with the cash I made

Shorting Boeing Stock

In 2008

Before I knew what would happen next!”

It’s a simple machine

The fulcrum sits in the middle

Hell you’ve got a few in your own bones, too

Just takes some elbow grease and effort

Press down, lift up

Easy

Easy as breathing

Easy as lying

Easy as drinking

Easy as stealing

Easy as killing

But the Mother the Wife the Diplomat the Actress the Duchess the Grifter the Widow and the Widow yet again

Who has died oh so many deaths

She stands behind the glass now

And she watches I.Y.S process the claim

Preexisting conditions

History of alcoholism

Irregular heart

beat

dead

Denied

Easy

And he freezes on the slab with a true name on his lips

Heart rate monitor like any other screen

Hack-able, steal-able, punch-able

But it cannot lie to her

Because Nate Ford Dies of Covid

And she cannot be furious as her lover once had been

She’s only an actress

An actress playing an actress who’s bad at acting until she isn’t, which is when she truly shines.

Waist up. Off screen. At his side.

Flirting. Faking. Crooning. Waiting.

Always melting. Always acting.

Never angry never screaming never hysteric

Watching him die

Her emotions shattered after years of the masks and the names and the chase

Reading words on a page in a script

Cut

Her redemption burns with novel embers, or so I can only imagine

Not shorting the market any longer

That’s like, so 2008, you know

Though I wouldn’t

know

But that nameless woman cannot lose herself to those whiskey rocks

Never cascades into terrible ash

The greatest actress in the world

Only when your back is turned

Only when she wants what’s yours

She inevitably gets it

For eight whole years

I can picture her one woman show without need for such redemption

If I were the Widow Devereaux

I’d burn the whole damn world down all over again

Because it never meant anything

The cycle

The effort

The fulcrum

The weight

The lies

The insurance

The love

The simple machine snaps in righteous anger under the weight, in a tenacious heartbeat, a lover’s short lived years

That inferno of rage

When in the end

Nate Ford will always die of Covid

And someone still made off with the profits.

[invictusunbrokenunbowed]

it reads like poetry and I love it

[moonandmouse]

final TOG 2 thoughts: there is a much better movie in there somewhere that strips the first immortal / last immortal concept out entirely and allows Quynh to be the big bad. Quynh wanting her immortality to end after centuries of repeated awful dying contrasting w/ Booker (who she's kidnapped and does not immediately release) slowly coming to the realization that he *does* have family to live for and that there's good shit out there in the world if he's willing to look for it. Quynh being convinced that Nile has the power to end her immortality bc she thinks Nile took away Andy's. Quynh trying to box Nile into a corner to do what Quynh wants by threatening Nile's mortal family. Nile having to face her mortal family after letting them believe she's dead, having to let the life & family she's left behind and the life & family she's chosen come together.

and then on the final showdown, Nile and Andy facing off against Quynh together. Quynh deals Andy a mortal wound; Nile deals Quynh one. Quynh still heals. it turns out her obsession with Nile was always wrong; Andy lost her immortality because she stopped *believing* in the life she was living. Quynh in angry hateful tears begging a dying Andy to come back, it's Quynh who's supposed to be dying. Andy quipping, "I always go first" and then dying

and then if you want a happy ending: Andy coming back after. Andy regaining her immortality *because* she cherishes her life and believes in what she does and isn't ready to end yet. Andy and Nile bringing Quynh back into the fold. Andy and Nile and Quynh and Booker and Nicky and Joe *healing* together

do you see my vision

[invictusunbrokenunbowed]

YESSSS! and what was up with just randomly adding not one but two immortals? Breaking your own dang rules! Without explanation! Dishonor!

[scimitar-and-longsword]

A walk down memory lane

The Old Guard 2 (2025)

[skysgalaxy]

Just the thought of it

I know majority Obi was saying it from his perspective but

Can't help to think there could be a little Ahsoka too 🥺😭

[jellyfishforest135]

I like to pretend s3e1 of Star Wars Visions is actually a Kanera AU

[invictusunbrokenunbowed]

you're telling me it wasn't? Have you SEEN them?

[five-oh-first]

rots crack/fix-it au where somebody in the senate spread a rumour that palpatine was senile but anakin takes it very seriously. they’re at the opera and palpatine is all like “my boy, have i ever told you the tale of darth plagueis the wise?” preparing to be all evil but anakin is like “i don’t believe you have, your excellency” y’know in that tone that people speak ~encouragingly~ to kids and old people? palpatine is like ‘,:| not thinking too hard on it and continues his tale, but by the end anakin is like “wow, that sounds mighty interesting, your excellency. it’s getting late, why don’t we start heading home?” and palpatine’s evil plan is foiled because anakin believed he was an old man not fully in charge of all of his faculties, ending with a vote of no confidence

[invictusunbrokenunbowed]

anakin believes absolutely nothing the man says anymore but is doting and caring and overprotective. Him and padme leave for the naboo countryside for married life and he insists on bringing palaptine with them getting him set up with state of the art care in his own rooms in the house.

Palps gets to live watching Anakin be happy and healthy and when the twins come along palps sees a chance for the next generation of sith. Leia bites him in her teething phase and he decides children are too much work.

[papayafromtv]

when jason died, they buried him with the possessions that he carried on him all the time. there was a pocket knife tucked into his sock, the bracelet on his wrist from catherine that he never took off, a tangled pair of earbuds in his back pocket, and, in the top pocket of his jacket, the cellphone that bruce bought for him after he was adopted.

that cellphone stayed with jason in his grave. went with him when he dug his way out. somehow stayed on his person when he was taken by the league, and he managed to convince talia to let him keep it throughout all his training.

he doesn’t know why, maybe as a grief thing or maybe just because bruce forgot and it’s not like the bill effected him in any way, but he never stopped paying jason’s phone bill. his number’s still active, still working after all this time. even weirder, but dick started adopting the tradition of adding his dead brother’s phone number to each and every family group chat any of them created after ethiopia. again, jason doesn’t know why. maybe it was dick’s way of carrying his memory with them; including him in family conversations even if they all thought the number was connected to a long buried phone in the pocket of a long dead boy.

the point is that jason wasn’t dead any more. and all throughout his time at the league, he gets to watch the family chats. the mission statuses, the arguments, the rapid spiral every chat went through where they started off using it as a serious bat communication centre only for dick or tim to send a meme and instantly spiral into nothing but chaos that bruce would neither take part in or attempt to stop. jason spectates it all, always fingering the keypad but never actually typing out a message. he came close when there was a heated debate between steph and dick about the best donut types and he knew they were both absolutely fucking wrong, but luckily tim came in to educate them on the right choice last second and jason was saved from having to reveal himself.

the closest call was when little damian got a hold of his phone, attracted to the bright colours of the block game jason had been absently playing out of boredom while ra’s droned on about whatever had pissed him off that day. he’d let the kid play, sat on his lap and eagerly jabbing at the screen, and jason had only looked away for at most a minute before he’d turned back to find the screen open on the family chat, damian having accidentally clicked on the camera button and taken a selfie of the two that he’d been about to send through. luckily, jason deleted it in time, but he became much more careful about letting the kid play with his shit after that.

this is all just a long winded explanation and backstory for and au i think would be funny where jason’s reveal is literally just him deciding to fuck with his family by randomly dropping in through text like:

-in the chat-

bruce: status report.

dick: hungry :( but good!

steph: seconded, im fine

tim: drug bust went to plan, on way back to cave uninjured

cass: ^ same answer

babs: everything seems calm from what i can tell

jason: a little claustrophobic but the coffin’s kinda homely so ig no complaints from me

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[alunaloverworld]

[winterinhimring]

...@musewrangler

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