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Ita fucking hieroglyphs with you people
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I love environmental storytelling
Ita fucking hieroglyphs with you people
Yanking His Chain
This is a fill for today’s @flashfictionfridayofficial [#FFF365 Blood on Your Hands] as well as my @julybreakbingo C2 - “I’ve gotten rusty in my abstinence.” square.
Fandom: MCU/Marvel Pairing: Tony Stark & Bucky Barnes (WinterIron if you squint) Rating: Teen Tags: Vampire Tony Stark, Werewolf Bucky Barnes, Blood, Implied Violence, Captivity. Summary: Tony gets a little carried away during his rescue attempt; Bucky doesn’t seem to mind. Word Count: 207
“I’ve gotten rusty in my abstinence,” Tony commented; wrinkling his nose at the mess. There was blood on his hands and his shirt; as well as oozing out of what remained of his companion’s captor. “My sponsor’s not going to be happy about this.”
“I’ll put in a good word,” Bucky replied dryly. “Now,” he rattled the silver fetters holding him in place, “how about seeing if you can find the key?”
“No need, bright eyes.” Tony prowled over to where Bucky was shackled to the wall, “seeing as I’ve had a good meal.”
Bucky frowned in confusion. “I thought vampires were affected by silver too.”
“Yes, but not the same way as your folk are.” Tony took his blood-soaked shirt off, tore it roughly in half and wrapped it around his hands. “Silver burns if it touches our skin, but it doesn’t sap our strength.” He took hold of the chains holding Bucky captive and pulled; the links stretched like taffy before coming apart. “See?”
Bucky stepped away from the wall, his strength surging back into him. “I knew there was a good reason I chose you as a partner.”
Tony arched an eyebrow. “And here I thought it was my good looks and rapier wit.”
i just found out about this bird (scale-crested pygmy tyrant) trying to find the most biodiverse countries and i feel tears welling up in my eyes because its so cute
why does it look like that i love him so much he's a little fella
I love that this joke works in English even though it's not written in English.
everywhere i go, i see his face
marvel parallels 59/?
tom holland and robert downey jr in spider-man: brand new day (2026) and iron man 2 (2010)
guys i’m gonna explode
CAR CRASH, GLASS SHATTERING, GOOD LORD! GENERAL COMMOTION, BABY CRYING, WAAAAH WAAAAH, YELLING, POLICE SIRENS WEEWOO WEEWOO, HELICOPTERS “WE'RE REPORTING LIVE-“ EXPLOSION, MY LEG... MY LEG...!!!! VOLCANO ERUPTION, ANOTHER EXPLOSION, SHOTS FIRED, ALIEN INVASION, MY EYES!
tumblr user @soliloquent-stark has been arrested and taken to soopermax prison.
[the special gif i made isn’t working 😭😭😭]
*Holds a finger to my earpiece* I'm getting reports of two casualties and dozens of emotional injuries caused by prime suspect soliloquent-stark. The crime: irondad and spiderson. The punishment: forever prison
The crowd screams in horror and shock. Several gasps are heard as well as a few people fainting.
this is all very entertaining to me.
theres no difference between exercise and black magic both of them hurt your body at first and drain you of energy but the more you dabble in it the more powerful you become
this is the most inspiring thing i have ever read
reblog to reclaim your power
couch to 5k necromancy
You are not supposed to tell people this
i dont care if monday sucks... tuesday cost me sixty bucks... wednesday thursday give no fucks. it's friday im a duck
Thagomizer or not, it'd probably still be about as peaceful as other large herbivores in the class - the cape buffalo, or the joyful hippopotamus.
Little cutesy pre serum steve sketch!! Im not totally happy with the result.
But I enjoyed drawing him in a cute little outfit, he deserves it.
PoliZ's WIP Update - 15 Jul 1026 [Belated]
Still riding the wave of inspiration for another good writing week, with 1530 words (2 WIPs & 2 new fics). I also finished two Stuffed With Character figures and have 2 in progress. As I have a con coming up next weekend, I’ll be focusing on sewing vs writing for the rest of this week & the next.
Real Life is still kicking my butt when it comes to writing & will probably be doing so for the foreseeable future, so kind words of encouragement are always appreciated.
On Ao3, I posted:
A Quiet Ritual - Established IronStrange domestic fluff ficlet
Let’s Loosen Up With a Playful Tease - Established Stony naughty-ish fluff ficlet
On Tumblr I posted:
A Night Remembered, A Name Forgotten - WinterIron hookup ficlet (Mature rating, no actual smut)
PoliZ’s Stuffed With Character (Fan Crafts)
My creative energy is being somewhat channeled into my Stuffed With Character hobby/sidegig - I may be renaming this blog to PoliZCreates to reflect that….?
In addition to the projects listed below, I do have two commission slots open for September. Existing designs (with a few exceptions) are $35 (including US shipping) while custom designs start at $45 including US shipping.
Commissions
Finished my July commissions: Do-Re-Mi Flowers from Baby Einstein and a cool Edgar Allan Poe figure. I also designed, cut and sewed a Count Olaf (Series of Unfortunate Events) figures for a gift.
Upcoming Cons
I have a couple of new designs in the works for a comic con later this month: Minion James & Goomi and Tony Tony Chopper, Super-Girl, Spider-Noir, Will share sketches & finished figures as I go.
See below cut for details on my writing project WIPs
A List Of Instructions For Greeting A Human
423 words trapped in a monologue inspired by @flashfictionfridayofficial
[#FFF364 Say My Name]
PoliZ’s Tony Stark Bingo Round IX MasterPost
Here’s my somewhat belated masterpost for Round IX of the @tonystarkbingo ! I made an assisted blackout, thanks to three adoptables - 25 fills across 24 fanworks (one multi-chapter fic) for a total of 17,894 words.
Pairings: Seven WinterIron fills, five Stony fics, three Pepperony fics and two IronBros fics, with the remainder being no pairings or a single fic pairing (Tony/Clint, Tony/Stephen)
Ratings: 17 General, 4 Teen, two Mature & two Explicit.
See below the cut for my list of fics - titles, links, pairing, rating & word count. Thanks again to the awesome mods who make this event possible, as well as all my fellow participants for bringing more Tony Stark fanworks into the world!
Truncated text of tweet from MrPitBull, Mar 11, 2026:
She kept finding women in laboratory photographs from the 1800s. Then she read the published papers—and every single woman had vanished. Someone had erased them from history.
Yale University, 1969.
Margaret Rossiter was a graduate student studying the history of science. She was one of very few women in her program.
Every Friday afternoon, students and faculty gathered for beers and informal conversation. One week, Margaret asked a simple question: "Were there ever any women scientists?"
The faculty answered firmly: No.
Someone mentioned Marie Curie. The group dismissed it—her husband Pierre really deserved the credit.
Margaret didn't argue. But she also didn't believe them.
So she started looking.
She found a reference book called "American Men of Science"—essentially a Who's Who of scientific achievement. Despite the title, she was shocked to discover it contained entries about women. Botanists trained at Wellesley. Geologists from Vermont.
There were names. There were credentials. There were careers.
The professors had been wrong.
But Margaret's discovery was just the beginning. Because as she dug deeper into archives across the country, she found something far more disturbing.
Photograph after photograph showed women standing at laboratory benches, working with equipment, listed on research teams.
But when she read the published papers, the award citations, the official histories—those same women had disappeared. Their names were missing. Their contributions erased.
It wasn't random. It was systematic.
Women who designed experiments watched male colleagues publish results without giving them credit. Women whose discoveries were assigned to supervisors. Women listed in acknowledgments instead of as authors. Women passed over for awards that went to male collaborators who contributed far less.
Margaret realized she was witnessing a pattern that stretched across centuries.
Women had always been present in science. The record had simply pushed them aside.
She needed a name for what she was documenting.
In the early 1990s, she found it in the work of Matilda Joslyn Gage—a 19th-century suffragist who had written about this exact phenomenon in 1870.
In 1993, Margaret published a paper formally naming it: The Matilda Effect.
The term captured something that had been hidden in plain sight for generations. Once you knew the term, you saw it everywhere.
Her dissertation became a lifelong mission.
For more than 30 years, Margaret researched and wrote her landmark three-volume series: Women Scientists in America. She examined letters, institutional policies, individual careers. She gathered undeniable evidence that women in science had been consistently under-credited and structurally excluded.
Her work faced resistance. Many dismissed women's history as political rather than academic. Others insisted she was exaggerating.
Margaret didn't argue emotionally. She presented data. Documented cases. Patterns repeated across decades and institutions.
Eventually, the evidence became undeniable.
Her research helped restore recognition to scientists who had been erased:
Rosalind Franklin, whose X-ray work revealed DNA's structure—credit went to Watson and Crick.
Lise Meitner, who explained nuclear fission—omitted from the Nobel Prize.
Nettie Stevens, who discovered sex chromosomes—received little credit.
Cecilia Payne-Gaposchkin, who discovered stars are made of hydrogen—initially dismissed.
And countless others whose names had nearly vanished.
Margaret changed the narrative. Science was no longer just the story of solitary male geniuses. It became a story of collaboration that included women who had been written out.
The Matilda Effect became standard terminology. Scholars used it to examine how credit is assigned, how authors are listed, who receives awards, who gets left out.
I have just learned that Mountain Goats are NOT, in fact, actual Goats.
I have never heard of this band. I AM in fact referring to the animal.
But wait, there’s more!
What is prev to you?
the smell of woodsmoke in the dark
sunlight glittering on drifts of snow
opening chords to a classic song after an ad break on the radio
daisies in a mason jar
the curve in the road you always take a bit too fast
blank notebook with a leather cover
a stone church with carvings and spires and stained-glass
a cool pillow and a warm blanket at midnight
playlist that makes sense to no one else
yellow leaf floating down a clear cold river
silver fog over green hills and warm hands in raincoat pockets
a strain of violin music floating through a crowded subway