((GUESS WHO CAN’T DO READMORES ON THIS MACHINE, SORRY GUYS BLAME BLU))
"I really do feel fine, Doctor."
"I believe you." Tony’s in-house GP smiles and carries the bloodwork over to a machine Steve doesn’t recognize, setting the vial in it and coming back with a stethoscope. "You know the drill, Captain. Deep slow breaths."
Steve obliges, squirming a little at how cold the room feels. He doesn’t remember the last time he felt cold when it wasn’t under fifty degrees Farenheit. “It was a small episode,” he says when the stethoscope is moving from his back to his chest. “New York’s a lot smoggier than it used to be. I should be fine now that I’m inside.”
"Yes, I understand." Dr. Hazuga presses the cold piece of metal to his chest, and he breathes in deeply again. There’s a weird familiarity to the way his lungs stutter three fourths the way through a whole breath, the way he has to struggle a little to hold it as long as she needs him to. She nods and walks away again, coming back with a blood pressure band. "Right arm up, if you please."
Steve lifts it. It looks tiny to him, now, the same way it looked massive and disproportionate for the first year or so after the serum. She’s leading him over to the scale when a commotion starts just outside the examination room. Three hours ago Steve would have been able to pick out every word, but now, no luck. Just two men arguing.
"Ms. Romanova warned me this might happen," Dr. Hazuga confides. She’s straightening his shoulders and taking his height.
"Natasha warned you one of Thor’s ex-girlfriends might use magic to … to reset me to my old body?"
"It is rather like a factory reset, isn’t it? No, she warned me that Sergeant Barnes would learn what happened sooner rather than later, and that when he did he’d be down here in a flash." She scribbles calmly on her tablet, taking down numbers and nodding, unbothered by the shouting outside. One of those voices is definitely Clint’s.
"Oh, boy." Steve pinches the bridge of his nose.
"I’m going to provide you with an inhaler to use at your discretion until this resolves itself. I assume you’ve never used one?"
"No, we didn’t -" Steve flinches at the sound of something breaking outside. Almost definitely a wall. "We didn’t have them back when I was a kid."
"That’s fine. I’ll show you how to use it. One moment, please." Dr. Hazuga gestures for Steve to sit back down on the examination table, heels clicking as she walks to the locked door and opens it. On the floor, Clint is precariuosly pinning Bucky, who is frozen in the middle of a grapple that will flip them over. They both stare up at her. "Sergeant Barnes, if you can promise to keep yourself in line and neither destroy anything in my exam room nor steal away my patient, you may come in and see your friend."
there are people I know where I think “they’re not really someone I feel friendly towards now, but maybe someday” and then there are the people that hunch over their food and take tiny, indescribably noisy bites for 20 minutes and no, just no
“Johnnie Phelps, a woman sergeant in the army, thought, “There was a tolerance for lesbianism if they needed you. The battalion I was in was probably about ninety-seven percent lesbian.”
Sergeant Phelps worked for General Eisenhower. Four decades after Eisenhower had defeated the Axis powers, Phelps recalled an extraordinary event. One day, the general told her, “I’m giving you an order to ferret those lesbians out. We’re going to get rid of them.”
“I looked at him and then I looked at his secretary who was standing next to me, and I said, ‘Well, sir, if the general pleases, sir, I’ll be happy to do this investigation for you. But you have to know that the first name on the list will be mine.’ “
“And he was kind of taken aback a bit. And then this women standing next to me said, ‘Sir, if the General pleases, you must be aware that Sergeant Phelp’s name may be second, but mine will be first.”
“Then I looked at him, and said, ‘Sir, you’re right. They’re lesbians in the WAC battalion. And if the general is prepared to replace all the file clerks, all the section commanders, all the drivers-every woman in the WAC detachment-and there were about nine hundred and eighty something of us-then I’ll be happy to make that list. But I think the general should be aware that among those women are the most highly decorated women in the war. There have been no cases of illegal pregnancy. There have been no cases of AWOL. There have been no cases of misconduct. And as a matter of fact, every six months since we’ve been here, the general has awarded us a commendation for meritorious conduct.”
“And he said, ‘Forget the order.’””—The Gay Metropolis, page 47, Charles Kaiser (via bibliothekara)
Re: convenience stores: I am from a town in rural New Jersey where the supermarket closes before ten and most places are closed on Sundays. I have since moved to a glorious metropolis where DUNKIN DONUTS AND BODEGAS ARE 24/7. I HAD NO CLUE SUCH MAJESTY EXISTED.
I cannot describe in words how mad I was when I moved to London for six months
and discovered that the only things that stayed open late and on Sundays were American fast food places
hello you precious angels listen to your wise old fandom grandma and don’t ask celebrities about your otp or fanfiction or fandom in general trust me babies when you are a few years older you will not regret heeding my words and will thank me for averting that massive amount of embarrassment
Look y’all, I’m not in Teen Wolf fandom anymore, I cop to that. BUT THIS is a total shit show.
Fandom belongs to FANS and should not EVER be on a website that the powers that be create for their own purposes or in the control of a corporate sponsor (.mtv is not cute). Placing work on the website, ADMITTING to the desire to move fandom into an area where they have more control and removing the interaction fans have with each other to a space in which 1. you don’t hold the rights to your work and standards are set not by the community but the powers that be and 2. you’re removed from the traditions of fanspace is totally gross and inappropriate on their part. They aren’t the first ones to try this bullshit either, they’re just cloaking it in different words.
Please don’t fall for this and if you DO and are curious about it please carefullyread the TOS for the site you are signing up for and learn about how they can and will use your content for profit in the future. Protect yourself, protect your community. Ultimately, it’s your choice but it should always be YOUR choice and YOUR experience and YOUR fandom. Bringing it out of the realm of fans, where you didn’t create the website, you didn’t make the rules, you can’t do whatever the fuck you want, is not okay. It’s not what fandom is about. Teen Wolf PTB aren’t PART of fandom. You are.
basically all of this, but i just wanted to add that it’s sort of really gross to me that they’re trying to make fandom something for-profit? fandom isn’t about money. they want to control what goes on in fandom. don’t let them.
“It’s easy to feel uncared for when people aren’t able to communicate and connect with you in the way you need. And it’s so hard not to internalize that silence as a reflection on your worth. But the truth is that the way other people operate is not about you. Most people are so caught up in their own responsibilities, struggles, and anxiety that the thought of asking someone else how they’re doing doesn’t even cross their mind. They aren’t inherently bad or uncaring — they’re just busy and self-focused. And that’s okay. It’s not evidence of some fundamental failing on your part. It doesn’t make you unloveable or invisible. It just means that those people aren’t very good at looking beyond their own world. But the fact that you are — that despite the darkness you feel, you have the ability to share your love and light with others — is a strength. Your work isn’t to change who you are; it’s to find people who are able to give you the connection you need. Because despite what you feel, you are not too much. You are not too sensitive or too needy. You are thoughtful and empathetic. You are compassionate and kind. And with or without anyone’s acknowledgment or affection, you are enough. ”—Daniell Koepke (via internal-acceptance-movement)
The main problem I have with Men’s Rights Activists is that their name really doesn’t do them justice. They’re Straight Cis White Men’s Rights Activists. I have NEVER seen Men’s Rights Activists campaign for the inclusion of trans* men in their spaces.
I have NEVER seen Men’s Rights Activists campaign to end the social stigma around black fatherhood. I have NEVER seen Men’s Rights Activists campaign for better pay and equal career mobility for men of colour. I have NEVER seen Men’s Rights Activists actively campaign for more gay men’s rights. I have NEVER seen Men’s Rights Activists advise others in their group on how using f*ggot to emasculate men who aren’t part of their cause is alienating and marginalising other MEN.
I have NEVER seen Men’s Rights Activists campaign, raise awareness of, or support victims of male rape unless it’s in order to derail a discussion around female victims of rape. I have NEVER seen Men’s Rights Activists campaign, raise awareness of, or support male victims of domestic abuse unless it’s in order to derail a discussion around female victims of domestic abuse. Men’s Rights Activists are hypocrites and frauds.
They’re bitter privileged white men who don’t want to campaign for the rights of men — they want to campaign to keep their privilege unchecked and their ability to discriminate against others. If you want to be a real Men’s Rights Activist — be a fucking (intersectional) Feminist. Peace out.
Y’all want a rough cut sample of what I’m podficcing right now?
fieldbears was kind enough to give me permission to record Circling Back. Because if there’s one thing that inspires confidence, it’s a novice podficcer taking on almost 60k of fic for their first project.
I’m rather further along than this, but have a snippet from Chapter 2, full of trauma and me being deliberately gravel-voiced in the early morning.
all that’s happening is that beauty companies have realized that “progressive” and “empowering” advertisements garner more publicity and create more brand loyalty than the old-fashioned “you’re ugly if you don’t buy our product” advertising. it has nothing to do with ethical capitalism or social trends. the beauty industry is just trying to make money.