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ephemcrality · 4 months
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[ benjamin bratt, cis man, he/him ] — whoa! ANTHONY ' TONY ' SANCHEZ RAMOS just stole my cab! not cool, but maybe they needed it more. they have lived in the city for THIRTY FIVE YEARS, working as a HEAD OF SECURITY. that can’t be easy, especially at only SIXTY YEARS OLD. some people say they can be a little bit MORALLY GRAY and VINDICTIVE, but i know them to be PROTECTIVE and DILIGENT. whatever. i guess i’ll catch the next cab. hope they like the ride back to QUEENS!
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basics:
under co still, will fill out the rest later
nicknames:  prefers tony, dislikes to be called ant, anthony is a big no.
birthplace: lima, peru.
places lived: cusco (peru), miami (florida), orlando (florida), small towns in kentucky & new jersey, and nyc. formerly from the bronx, now resides in queens.
sexuality:  heterosexual.
relationship: married.
date of birth: nov 19th
zodiac sign:  scorpio
hobbies:
dislikes:
languages spoken:  spanish (primary), english (fluent/secondary), chinese (just enough).
religion:  raised loosely catholic, dropping it in his teens. now athiest/unbothered.
++ so much more to know, under the cut!!
family:
mother: deceased.
father:  deceased/unknown.
siblings:  none.
birth order:  single child.
spouse / lover:  married to claire xiao
children: older step-children, one biological daughter in her early 20s.
pets: three dogs, two large (a doberman and an irish wolfhound) and one small (french bulldog), the little one being a rescue and total accident.
notable close relatives: an uncle, still in touch, was the primary caretaker for tony for the later half of his life before coming independent. now, tony financially supports his uncle, and his uncle's children, his cousins. none live nearby, none are included much in his personal life in re: jade dragons. he is a mysterious, wealthy figure to them. a godfather, of sorts.
best friend:  npc/wc - message me!
subordinates:  npc/wc - message me! people who work under him for the security company that also deals protection to the jade dragons crime syndicate. probably also work for claire's nightclub as bouncers/security, any form of security role, really. he likes to take a personal hand in training and knows them all by name, high expectations.
his projects:  npc/wc - message me! he loves to take on petty criminals who were dealt a bad hand and help them remarket themselves, get jobs (usually within the jade dragon crime syndicate but not always) and take on a fatherly role for them, just as his uncle did for him. these were troubled kids who he intervened with, helped set on a different path. either for organized crime, or a more wholesome route, its utp.
friends:  npc/wc - message me!
backstory:
tw: death/loss/grief, drug use/dealing, illegal activity, gang violence.
life had a different plan for tony, early on, and he found himself learning quick how to fend for himself. there was little 'family' to count on when he came to be - his mother was young, and passed in childbirth due to a heart defect. it's the one thing he says she ever gave him, since he had the same murmur.
it didn't prove to be much of a problem, in reality, for tony growing up; but everything else did. he was mainly homeschooled, since he was between houses at any given moment. his grandparents were travelers, retired and often never home, leaving him to go with his uncle, who worked in construction and was never in one place for long, either. tony grew up on the road, between cousins and extended relatives, friends of friends, always finding his way back to lima every time.
after his 12th birthday, it was his uncle who decided enough was enough, and he officially took guardianship of tony, and they moved from his home city and his grandparents to cusco, where tony finally experienced a true home life, and had his first real bedroom. he grew up with his cousins, who were older and moved out slowly, one by one, eager to move on with their lives.
tragedy struck when he was 17, working on online studies, trying to catch up still from the years missed while bouncing around. something happened, and his aunt who had raised him from age 12, was murdered. the secrets that had been hidden finally came out, and tony came to realize that the construction company that his uncle worked for, that he traveled with, was a front for a crime organization. a smuggling deal, and something went wrong, and it was his uncle's fault. they had to leave, and tony was the last in the home, lucky to be alive, apparently - so they left, landing in florida.
they worked honest jobs, the two of them. tony never got the chance to graduate, but turns out, it didn't matter. he was scrawny, and everyone doubted him. quick on his feet, clever and witty with a hint of sarcasm, and absolutely fearless, it was proven there was little that tony wouldn't do to succeed in life.
his early 20s took place in a place of dangerous times, running with the wrong crowds between miami and florida, once again a nomad with little purpose, he and his uncle just riding the wave as it would take them. his later 20s tried to make it right; he went clean, off the drugs and off the crime, quit the fast life, and bought a small homestead in kentucky. he suffered, he went broke, he went mad, he gave up.
that was when he fell in new york city, with a new fire for life, and a desperate to succeed. his uncle remarried, moved on, and found peace in the kentucky countryside. they raise horses now, and tony is happy for them. but he wanted more. he needed more. life had to amount to more that what he had. and tony was ruthless in his ambition, and he set off with intention to weave into the world of crime, to snake && claw && climb wherever he needed to be.
love hadn't been part of the equation, but it became the best part. he fell for his boss almost the first day on the job of guarding her, and an affair was something he spent a long time hoping to achieve in succeeding in. eventually, she left her husband for him, and they were wed. he would move mountains for her - and in return, she granted his every wish, his every dream, and he now shares with her, a genuine throne. it was bought with blood and tears and effort and sex, and he owns it, every bit.
now that he has achieved his dreams, tony has slowed down in a way, trying to avoid heart surgery as his murmur worsens (in secret), and he watches his daughter enter her 20s. some may mistake him for having gone soft, but do not be fooled. he is the same man of ruthless ambition and passion and he would kill for his family without hesitation.
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shellheadtm-a · 4 years
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@irnqueen​ | “Glad to see you survived until I got here.”
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“So...Not to rain on your heroic parade here.”  His voice starts off, muffled, through the faceplate of the helmet, before the modulator and speakers kick on about halfway through, distorting his voice and amplifying it, so it sounded less like a guy suffocating in a metal coffin and more at a normal volume.  That’s what he’s been waiting for, while the display kicks back in, overlaying what he can see through the helmet’s lenses with the boot up sequence running quickly and the HUD coming back online.  The joints unlock, and he can move - much, much easier than before, and he starts to stand, from where he’s been sitting like a ragdoll in a pile of rubble.
Yeah, that’s gonna be sore in the morning.
“But I have been doing this a long time.”  The first rule about superheroing is not to talk about exactly how long you’ve been superheroing, and this isn’t gonna be the place he starts doing that.  “I did have things under control.  Mostly.”
That may be a complete overstatement of reality.  Doesn’t matter.  He finally gets fully to his feet, giving a stretch.  Oh...Oh, yeah, nothing’s broken, according to the scans, but he’s going to be black and blue from shoulders to ass.  Great!  “I was waiting for the reboot.  Which, ah.  Has rebooted.  But thanks.  Really.  You actually did really good out there...What I could see of it, anyway.”
He raises one hand, gesturing at the helmet.  Can’t see much through the lenses with the external cameras down.  
rescue sentence starters | accepting
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feelingsinwinter · 5 years
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Touching the snowflake
For the beautiful, amazing @araydre‘s birthday. You’re a gift and a wonder, such kindness and generosity. I hope you had a great day, hon <3. I know this is late and I’m sorry, love.
Getting out of where Tony had been held and rid of his pursuers had been harder than he’d thought it would. His bruises and scratches shouldn’t have been enough to keep him from doing a good job at fucking them up. Yet, here he was, stumbling in a back alley, feeling like the earth had stopped turning, like life had ceased its course. The world felt numb and cold.
The mark on Tony’s neck had faded. It hadn’t disappeared totally yet, but Bucky’s heartbeat was impossible to feel, unreachable, absent. Like he had ceased to exist entirely. Vanished from earth, never to be felt again. The bond linking them together was a never-ending thread leading to a vast nothingness, fading into a darkness Tony had never felt before.
A sob tore itself out of Tony’s throat, feeling like it scratched everything inside on the way out. Scraping where the ARC Reactor used to be, burning his lungs and leaving his throat raw. Tony’s steps faltered and he let himself lean against the nearest wall, uncaring of how it glistened filthily, of the putrid scents and disgusting garbage scattered around.
What was the point?
Hydra had taken them. Tony had woken up in a damp cell, alone. Bucky was nowhere in sight. Either he had been taken and lead somewhere else or he had managed to escape and was planning Tony’s rescue from the outside. Probably reaching out to the Avengers for some well needed help.
[Beware the read more]
The certainty and composure the steady stream of warmth coming from the mark on Tony’s neck had spread throughout his body, comforting and reassuring. From the top of his head to his toes, a steady presence by his side, a solid ground to walk on and keep him going forward.
Until it had stopped. Suddenly. Like a bullet right to the heart, like a massive hit to the head. Bucky had ceased to walk by his side. The comforting heat had left, all at once, leaving him cold and alone. Unable to think or understand. Refusing to.
It had happened as Tony was halfway through his escape plan, grinning madly at the joyous thought of beating Bucky to the punch. Of meeting him at the front door and being a taunting son of a bitch until Bucky shut him up with a life affirming kiss. He had gone through the rest of the plan like a bad dream, feeling numb and far away from reality.
Nobody was at the front door.
There was no Bucky waiting for him, worry and relief warring over his face as his eyes roamed over Tony’s frame. No bone crushing hug, no life affirming kiss, no nothing.
Just a deep, terrifying emptiness.
Tears ran down Tony’s face as the gaping hole in his chest expanded, pushing at his seams, trying to swallow him whole.
It had taken them so long to accept each other, to get to the point where they could accept someone else’s love, to love themselves and be able to be loved in returned. Taken so long and it was already gone, the bright hope shut down like it had never been there.
Tony let his head fall back against the wall, the back of his skull hitting the filthy wall as he stared upward. The night sky was clear of clouds, dark and unconcerned with Tony’s pain. It didn’t sooth anything, but the numbness that had helped him through the rest of his escape came back, settling over him like a dull blanket.
Tony was still there, leaning heavily against the dirty wall when a spike of pain lit up a spark of awareness. He frowned, feeling lethargic and far away. It took a conscious effort to raise his arm until he could look at the brownish sleeve that covered it. It used to be white, he remembered, his eyes flickering to speckles of dark red, like rust. Where had all that blood come from? Had he been injured? He hadn’t noticed.
Under the piece of clothing, something stung. A steady prickle, like pins and needles focused in one specific place. With a shaky hand, Tony undid the button on the sleeve and rolled it up to his elbow before staring at the bright mark. He’d always had it. It’d been there since his birth, like the coyote on the side of his neck. Two soulmarks weren’t rare, but they weren’t exactly common either. Tony had never minded it. It had been hell when he was a kid, while pretending to not care one bit about it, when he was looking everywhere to find his soulmate, hoping to find one of them. To get the love he had been denied his whole life by an absent mother and a father that couldn’t care less about his son beyond the legacy he could provide.
Disappointment was the only thing Tony ever found. He raged at not having Rhodey’s mark but, exhausted, it started being an old rant, an old battle Tony finally gave up and brushed under the carpet. A soulmate wasn’t for him. Neither of his marks ever brought someone to him and he almost forgot about them, aside from the pretty pictures they offered him when he looked at his reflexion. He forgot they meant something.
Until Bucky.
The coyote on Tony’s neck took life and brought a new kind of warmth with it until it was there and gone again.
Bucky was gone, his coyote was a dull emptiness on Tony’s neck and now the one on his forearm started acting up. He scoffed. What a smart way to fuck him up, what an elaborate joke life had found to flip him the bird. Tony smirked, his eyes roaming over the mark inked on his skin.
The snowflake was as perfect as ever, shades of whites and blues clear against his skin. The gladiolus’ petals were as clear and bright as they always were. Somewhere, deep under the sheer number of years spent pretending he never learnt the flower’s meanings by heart, Tony thought of it. Remembrance, strength of character, faithfulness. Honor. With resignation, he pushed aside the infatuation it could convey. It never mattered, it still didn’t.
The prickles grew stronger and Tony’s frown deepened. He rubbed over the sensitive skin, wincing.
The hair on the back of his neck stood on end and Tony froze.
Breaths coming in short, fast pants, Tony turned his head toward the end of the back alley, fear tightening its hold on his throat.
In the alley’s entrance lights stood a tall man. The street’s lights cast shadows over his frame, hiding his face from Tony’s view but it wasn’t needed. The mark on his arm burnt like it never had before but the pain barely registered.
“Bucky?”
It looked like him. The same shoulders, the same build, the same everything, but the way he was holding himself was alien to Tony. There was a straightness to his shoulders, to the way he held them back, the way he looked taller than he ever had, even in battle.
The man moved and the street’s lights caught on his eyes. They were cold and focused, sharp like Bucky’s when he looked through his rifle’s scope… it was Bucky’s body but the man inhabiting it had nothing to do with him.
The mark on Tony’s forearm felt like it was burning itself into his skin a second time.
Straightening and getting away from the filthy wall, Tony turned his full attention to the man, tilting his head to the side. His heart was still an open wound but a spark of hope put a balm over the wounds, making it bearable. For now.
Tony had never met the Winter Soldier before. Since Bucky had joined the Avengers, no reverting back to the Soldier’s mindset had happened. Bucky had been Bucky for as long as Tony had known him. But today, he wasn’t and Tony got to meet the legend who had been nothing but a whisper, a ghost story, for decades.
“If you’re there to finish the job, take a ticket,” Tony taunted, eyes roaming over the shadow’s body.
It was hard to tell in the alley’s darkness but the more Tony looked, the more he could find similarities.
Any doubt he had, though, flew out the window when the man got closer, approaching Tony with slow but purposeful steps.
The eyes were the same, the jaw was as sharp as ever, the lips as appealing as they always were, the long hair hung free around the Soldier’s face. The intensity in his eyes was terrifying as he stood straight in front of Tony, looking down at him.
Slowly, like he feared he might scare him, the Soldier raised his hand, his thumb swiping carefully over Tony’s split lip. The mark on his forearm blazed, burning so deeply, it felt as if it was searing itself into his very bones.
Right up until the Soldier’s fingers touched his skin.
The wildfire faded gently into a comforting warmth unfurling itself through Tony’s veins, the unbearable heat becoming the familiar flames of a fireplace. It was different from Bucky’s warmth and yet the same.
Slowly, the Coyote on Tony’s neck came back to life, sluggish and asleep but still very much there. As it did, the fear and despair loosened their hold on Tony’s heart.
“If I wanted you dead,” the Soldier said, his words a low rumble made for Tony’s ears only, “you would not see me.”
Tony scoffed, the sound weak and unstable as he looked up at him, unsure if he should be afraid or in awe : “You’re all about efficiency after all.”
“Right.”
The Soldier looked down, his eyes falling upon Tony’s forearm. He reached out, fingers hovering over the uncovered skin but not daring to actually touch it. The Soldier raised his gaze, seeking Tony’s approval.
It was difficult, honestly, to actually give it. The whole situation felt surreal and yet here the Winter Soldier was, looking down at him with those unbelievably clear eyes. Tony knew them, could describe them without failing at any moment of the day but, right now, they looked nothing like Bucky’s. They were clear and honest, open like Tony never thought he would see them from the Winter Soldier’s face.
Tony nodded jerkily, expectation coiling tight in his guts.
Face unreadable and eyes shining bright, the Soldier reached out and took Tony’s hand in his, lifting it until the mark could be seen in all its greatness. Slowly and, oh, so carefully, he traced the mark on Tony’s skin, the feather-light touch tickling, and Tony had to hold back a giggle.
The mark pulsed, deep and true, and the Soldier froze, eyes wide in shock and wonder. Warmth spread under Tony’s skin from where the Soldier’s hand touched his skin. While the comforting heat of a found mate stretched out, filling Tony with a renewed sense of belonging, his heart, however, had entirely stopped in his chest.
“It’s you,” Tony whispered, staring at the Soldier in disbelief. Before anything more could be said, though, the genius exploded in uncontrollable laughter, clutching at his stomach with both arms and bending forward as decades of disappointment crumbled under fate’s sense of humour.
Tony truly had two soulmates, they just happened to share the same body.
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staliasjeronica · 5 years
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Riverdale 3.05 Thoughts *Spoilers*
- I’m still so pissed that Jughead brought my core 4 into this. Like, we know they’re not stupid so THANKS FOR MAKING THEM JOIN A GAME THAT HAS BEEN FUCKING KILLING PEOPLE JUGLYFUCK.
- Rob Raco is so fucking gorgeous. But I couldn’t help myself and saw spoilers so i’m mad. But i’ll rant when it comes up.
- Of course Joaquin fell... but ARCHIE THE TRUE FUCKING KING OF RIVERDALE BLOCKS HIM FROM BEING SHOT. Ya’ll really queerbaited the fuck out of us huh. Bitches.
- I can’t believe they’re actually making me agree with Betty. What the fuck lmao JUGHEAD YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE SANE ONE WHO TRIES (and usually fails) TO KEEP BETTY FROM DOING STUPID SHIT.
- Oh my GOD Jughead... you guys didn’t even know the game yet. Real life “quests” aren’t a part of the game you jackass. Jesus.
- Even though Jug is going fucking crazy... why does he actually look all cute and innocent? What is this episode doing to me? Also how is his creepy, mind-controlled-like demeanor much more tolerable than how he usually acts?
- Lmao Betty is so pissed that her boyfriend isn’t doing what she wants. It’s a nice rarity to see, even though Jug is trippin. If only they would allow him to be his own person in general.
- YES VERONICA GIVE HIRAM’S BITCH ASS THE SILENT TREATMENT.
- Wow, Hiram really is a dickhead for telling this all to Veronica simply to fuck with her. Also is it just me who somehow didn’t realize he had a tattoo?
- Why do they make Veronica stupid enough to tell people what she’ll do, and allow them to thwart her plans and incriminate her? OUR QUEEN ISN’T STUPID.
- YOU’RE GOING TO FUCKING BRAND HIM? They do realize that (if he does) when he gets out of prison, people will see he was fucking branded? Like??? Are you fucking stupid? Poor Archie... good thing he’s breaking out of jail!
- I don’t know why... but i’m saying everything is Marty Mantle’s fault. Don’t ask because I DON’T KNOW IT’S JUST A FEELING.
- Josie is so fucking done with Betty. Me too! Instead of, you know, letting them know and ask their parents nicely or something Betty’s like “yeah so go investigate your parents for murder”
- “Thank you for mansplaining my business to me” WE LOVE AND STAN VERONICA.
- CHONI. WOW THEY’RE STANDING FIVE FEET AWAY FROM EACH OTHER. Oh they were so totally fucking in that tent cOME ON.
- I know I wanted screentime for my babies but this ain’t it. GIVE ME THEIR FUCKING BACKSTORIES. Jughead if they die I will literally hate you. Like, no hard passes I will legit fucking hope you die with them because that’s the only way it’ll be made up. Although Sweet Pea with a bow and arrow? Hot af bye
- BUT SWEET PEA, MY MAN, IS STILL SPITTING TRUTH. “We’re your foot-soldiers in life, we gotta be the same in the game, down in the mud taking all the risks?” Because he KNOWS that Jughead only goes to them when he needs them for that kind of shit. In the beginning before Jughead joined, it was like that, too. Jughead had to show that he was all in for the Serpents. It sucks now that Sweet Pea can’t somehow overthrow him. Sweet Pea and Toni need to rule the fucking Serpents, if it has to be a teenager.
- And I thought that this scene with Cheryl, Sweet Pea, and Fangs where when they saw the fucking Gargoyle King... are you fucking kidding me Jughead you’re so stupid. I know you’re fucked up from the game but SO ARE SWEET PEA AND FANGS BECAUSE YOU’RE THE STUPID FUCK WHO BROUGHT THEM INTO IT. Also how funny would it be if she like hit his shoulder or something. I know she’s perfect but STILL. Might bring Jughead back to reality both from the game and the show in general.
- Why do Fangs and Sweet Pea act like they’ve never seen Cheryl use her bow and arrow with deadly accuracy?
- LEAVE SWEET PEA ALONE. YOU’VE “RULED” OVER HIM AND YOU ALWAYS MAKE STUPID DECISIONS. HE HAS A RIGHT TO BE ANGRY WITH YOU. IT’S CALLED BEING HUMAN YOU FUCKING HEARTLESS, TOXIC FORSYTHE PENDLETON JONES THE THIRD.
- “Don’t defy me again” um bitch how the fuck did they defy you? They were (horribly and dangerously) practicing with the bow and arrow. Sure, they wanted to take g&g to real life but that doesn’t mean they could without their whole g&g group. Fuck off Jughead. When they’re out of this spell we need Sweet Pea to shove reality into Jughead’s face about his bitch ass ruling
- FP please see how crazy your son is. Also I thought you gave Jughead rein over the Serpents because of your sudden drinking problem. Where’s the beer bottles bitch? If you’re okay please PLEASE take the Serpents back.
- MCKELLER BITCHES. KEVIN AND JOSIE. MY BABIES.
- OH NO SHE’S GOING TO SEE ARCHIE FIGHTING. NO. NO. NO. MY POOR BABY. Lmao the part where we thought we heard Joaquin sucking Archie off was fucking ice i’m quaking. See, many are angry that Archie and Veronica are having sex in the prison but guys it makes so much sense? Like? At least when they have sex it’s not gross or toxic. They haven’t seen each other in forever, and she just found out that he’s being used as some jockey to make the prison some extra money or whatever. LEAVE VARCHIE ALONE. But what I still don’t understand is that if they’re supposed to be broken up, what could that possibly be from? They’re completely, totally in love. Bughead, I could see, but Varchie?
- Betty... did you just accuse Sierra and Tom’s marriage as a smokescreen? INSTEAD OF BEING A BITCH AND COMPLAINING THAT THEY DIDN’T GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANTED, TRY BEING ACTUALLY HAPPY FOR THEM (even though for some reason Josie is disgusted but whatever)
- REGGIE’S DAD FUCKING HIT HIM? MY POOR BABY.
- YES VERONICA BRING IN THE CALVARY.
- Ugh Jughead’s going to ruin the whole thing about the rescue mission by tying it to the game. Fuck off. But Betty is going to steal his bike... you’re going to leave him with no transportation, which is more dangerous with the gargoyle king? Betty since when did you learn how to ride a fucking motorcycle. They’re gonna force Serpent!Betty onto us aren’t they.
- NEW OT3 BITCH JOSIE/REGGIE/KEVIN
- Oh great this is the kiss scene that I get to watch and can’t enjoy because I know what happens... but imma like the kiss anyways because I’m not gonna let queerbait turn me into an even more bitter asshole than I already am.
- WAIT BITCH JOAQUIN WAS ABOUT TO CRY WHEN ARCHIE SAID HE WOULD COME BACK IF ANYTHING WENT WRONG. JOAQUIN HATES HIMSELF FOR HAVING TO DO THIS. FUCK THE WARDEN. AFTER IT HAPPENS HE LOOKS SO FUCKING SAD MY POOR BOY JOAQUIN!!!
- VEGGIE’S SO ATTRACTIVE!! But is no one really going to react to Reggie’s dad hitting him?
- This weird g&g and reality go-between is weird. But did anyone notice Sweet Pea tap Fangs’ knee in support? We love supportive boyfriends. Also the fact that his Pantera identity is being matched to Kevin’s role in the breakout is amazing. Too bad Kevin was a dick to Fangs when he was literally just trying to talk to him during the musical :)
- Wow, Mad Dog is alive. It was obvious he wasn’t killed off lmao. But also this isn’t fair? Archie was stabbed. I know this is illegal and shit but if you have a star player don’t you, you know, treat them well? I know the warden is in Hiram’s pocket (and apparently playing g&g thanks to spoilers bc i’m weak and don’t follow anything other than Riverdale atm), but come on at least make it FAIR
- It’s so weird how ALICE slays the Serpent look but Betty... not so much. Lili wore Alice’s clothes for an episode and decided “NO MORE PASTEL FOR BETTY” huh... still won’t make Betty the Serpent queen
- It’s amazing how, since VERONICA is the one who planned all of this, it’s going smoothly and actually makes sense. Thank God Jughead isn’t in his right mind or else him and Betty would be fucking this up. RAS TAKE NOTES. WE WANT MORE VERONICA PLANS, NOT STUPID, HALF-ASSED, WANNABE BUGHEAD PLANS THAT NEVER MAKE SENSE AND TAKE THE WORST POSSIBLE ROUTE
- You can tell Joaquin is fucked up because of the game. Here he is, with his Preppy (future husband, sorry Moose), and he’s not even acting like he normally would. Sure, he’s running for his life, but STILL.
- YES BRING MAD DOG WITH YOU
- KEVIN GOING AFTER JOAQUIN THAT’S LOVE BITCH
- VERONICA REALLY JUST FUCKING STOMPED ON HER FATHER FUCK YEAH BITCH
- OMG MAD DOG TRIED TO GET THROUGH THE GRATE BEFORE. THAT’S PROBABLY WHY IT’S LOCKED. Oh stfu Hiram
- BARCHIE REUNION. OMG WE’VE NEVER SEEN BETTY SMILE LIKE THIS. THAT’S LOVE BITCH. BARCHIE IS ENDGAME WE BEEN KNEW
- KEVIN IN A SERPENT JACKET. HELL YEAH. BAD FUCKING ASS.
- SWANGS AND CHONI’S SCREAMS IN VICTORY GIVE ME LIFE.
- APPARENTLY VANESSA IMPROVISED THAT KISS. I do hate how RAS hyped it up as a cute makeout or whatever but it’s literally a second long... bull SHIT.
-  YASSSSSSSS ARCHIE’S BACK BITCHES
- Betty... mace? Really? THEY HAVE GUNS. Betty this is why you’re not the Serpent Queen, you don’t have the guts, or the drive. But i’ll give you props for protecting Kevin
- HI, WE WANT AN ARCHIE/TONI FRIENDSHIP
- First of all, I wanna say that the pact throwback from the parents to their children is awesome. I love it.
- Also, THIS IS WHY VERONICA SHOULD HAVE MORE SCENES. She’s doing everything that Betty tries and fails to do. Her plan wasn’t stupid, it was dangerous, yes, but they could have gone gung-ho and fucked it all up. Betty (and Jughead) are extremely impulsive, while Veronica is quick and complex, making sure it is all perfect and done. Betty would have just winged it. TELL ME AGAIN WHY BUGHEAD IS THE MAIN FOCUS OF THE SHOW WHEN VERONICA, THE TRUE QUEEN, ISN’T? LITERALLY THIS EPISODE WAS THE BEST (second place goes to the parent’s ep) BECAUSE IT HAD VERONICA STEPPING INTO HER OWN ROLL AND PLOT, AND ALSO SECONDARY CHARACTERS WERE IN IT.
Extra: wtf were Sweet Pea and Fangs going to do witht hat Pillow? Mmhmmmmmmm
Extra Extra: Reggie is next to Sweet Pea, and bc of that headcannon of them being brothers, i’m screaming bye (since we now know Marty Mantle is a little abusive bitch ass, imagine Reggie finally, completely letting go of his dislike for the Serpents and living with Sweet Pea, which would be a great introductory for Sweet Pea’s life and shit, and them bonding. IMAGINE.
LMAO I THOUGHT THAT WAS THE END OF THE EP OOPS. Well... anyways.
- HERMIONE YES BITCH. TELL THEM.
- As much as I love Varchie, she’s right. Veronica is pretty obsessed with him but I know there’s a great explanation. I don’t know if I reblogged it or liked it or just saw it, but someone talked about it in a post and it was fantastic and well-put. Hiram, however... we all know he’s obsessed with Archie for some reason. Like, yeah he wants to torture his daughter for not siding with him (because he’s an insecure bitch), but with how he was when Archie was escaping... it was more like he was obsessed with him, and it wasn’t about hurting Veronica anymore, it was all about Archie. That brings up the point that it’s probably Hiram who was the Gargoyle King because young!Hiram brought drugs to the ascension and would make sure everyone was tripping to not see him/believe sober Alice. I believe that would be too easy but how else would Hiram go down?
- Why did Hermione say “the mess you and your daughter have made” your daughter? I know that’s kind of a parent thing but like... you could have just said Veronica.
- NO DON’T FUCKING PLAY G&G... SEE BETTY THIS IS WHY YOU DON’T HIDE SHIT, AND WHY YOU’RE NOT A GOOD “LEADER” now my other babies are playing the game and can get hurt because of you!
- Wow? Betty actually caring about Jughead’s well being? Mhmm... interesting. But honestly the first thing that popped into my mind is that she wanted to be alone with Archie (even though he’s finally asleep my poor innocent precious baby)
- WARDEN NORTON YOU’RE A FUCKING PUSSY ASS BITCH. Although i’m glad you’re dead... but you still fucking suck ass
- ofc Jughead randomly happens to come upon the fucking gargoyle king. 
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accipitae · 5 years
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Endgame Timeline
Ok so I was scrolling through the Endgame tag earlier and noticed a lot of people seem confused about the timeline. I figured I'd make a post about how I think the timeline works.
SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS
Ok so first, each team that went back in time created a new timeline, as explained by the Anchient One. The changes made to those timelines impact only them, not the others or the original timeline (so 2014 Nebula dying didn't kill Original Timeline Nebula because they exist independentlyfrom each other). Also, from what I understand, each timeline needs all five of their Infinity Stones and that's why they had to be returned. The changes made to the timelines altered them, but didn't damage them. In total there are at least four new timelines created in addition to the Original Timeline.
2014 Timeline: Rhodey, Nebula, Nat, and Clint get the Soul and Power stones. This timeline has the most chance, since this one's Thanos traveled to the OT (original timeline) and died. 2014 TL looses its Thanos, Nebula, and Gamora, and has no snap. Since the Power Stone is returned, Ronan probably gets it, resulting in the creation of the Guardians sans Gamora.
2013 Timeline: Rocket and Thor get the Reality Stone. Very little change here. Frigga talks to OT Thor before her death, Jane no longer has the Aether inside her, though it will probably still be stolent by Malekith. Steve (probably) returns Thor's hammer before it can be missed. Still has its Thanos.
2012 Timeline: OG Avengers + Ant-Man try to get the Time, Space, and Mind Stones. Loki escapes with Tesseract, probably gives it to Thanos. Mind and Time Stone are returned by Steve. Since OT Steve told 2012 Steve Bucky's alive, he will probably be found sooner (along with Hydra since they think Steve is one of them, oops). Still has its Thanos, probably gets snapped earlier if Loki gives Thanos the Space Stone.
1970: Steve and Tony get the Space Stone. Very little change here. Possibly Tony is raised differently if Howard takes Tony's words to heart. Likely has the least amount of change to the timeline (unless stealing Pym Particles messed something up for Hank).
1940s: after returning the Stones, Steve goes back to after he crashed the plane to live the rest of his life with Peggy. This one's speculative, but it makes sense to me. This is a different timeline, not the OT, so Steve didn't just wait until he caught up with the original timeline to show up again. Instead he probably returned to the OT after Peggy's death. Steve also likely rescued this timeline's Bucky before they could brainwash him into becoming the Winter Soldier. (Must be real awkward for the original him who got stuck in the ice in that timeline)
**I think that's everything, but it's almost 2 am so I might have missed something
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sufficientsucker · 6 years
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Your Friendly Neighborhood Pool Guy cp.3
When I wake up I feel as those I’ve just been thrown through a wall. My head is pounding something awful and my body aches in ways I’ve never felt before, but the most obvious difference is I can see. I can see everything perfectly fine, which wasn’t the case yesterday. I reach up feeling across my eyes and waiting to touch glass but my glasses aren’t there. Scrambling to sit up I look around my room in a daze. All the colors are brighter, more intense and if I focus on my backpack I can see the threads of the fabric.
The stabbing feeling splitting through my head starts to get worse as I look around causing me to lay back down. I try to correct my breathing as I lay in bed going over everything that’s happened in the last twenty-four hours. The field trip, a spider bite- I check my hand only opening my left eye enough to inspect the area. Nothing.
I stay like that in bed for what feels like forever, breathing in deeply through my mouth and out my nose trying to feel somewhat normal again. Finally feel well enough to sit up, and when I do I take a moment to settle before I try to stand. Once I’m up it’s like all the pain was just a dream, I feel- amazing. Like new really.
“Peter!” I hear aunt May call from somewhere down stairs.
“Yeah?” I answer.
“You’d better be up!”
“I am!” Pulling off the clothes they must have left me in from yesterday I turn to start going through my drawer for a new shirt when I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Now I’ve never really been anything other than thin, just a stick with no muscle to speak of, but looking at myself now it’s hard to believe I’ve never actually stepped foot into a gym outside of a school setting. The definition in my abdomen isn’t something that usually pops up overnight.
I continue to inspect myself as I undress completely, taking note of the differences in my body from just the day before. I look to my hand again as I pull on a new shirt. This has to have something to do with that spider from the museum. Deciding that I’ll ask Harry about those papers he mentioned possibly getting I shrug it off for the moment I make my way down stairs. Aunt May’s got the table set up as always with more than enough food for everyone.
“How are you feeling?” She asks as I take my spot at the table.
“Better, a lot better actually.” I smile up at her and she nods.
“Good, wouldn’t want you missing any school.” This time I nod as I begin to fill me plate. Ben walks in not too long after.
“Look at you- good as new, huh?” He raises an eyebrow, to which I nod sipping my orange juice.
“Yeah, I guess so.” He laughs and ruffles my already unruly hair.
“That’s my boy!”
“You know,” Aunt May starts, “Harry seemed very worried yesterday, couldn’t get straight sentence out of him while he was on the phone.” She’s got this know-it-all smile on as I flush a deep red.
“He’s a good friend!” I say quickly. “I would hope he would be worried.”
“Friend hmm?” Ben says next to me.
“Both of you stop it now.” I plead feeling the embarrassment in my bones. Aunt May and uncle Ben had known about my crush just about as long as I had. From the get-go I’d been a little too infatuated with the cool boy from my class. At least that’s how I’d referred to him before we’d been formally introduced. It was during one of Oscorps holiday parties, Mom and Dad had been over the moon when they found out that kids were going to be allowed that year. It was the first time I’d ever had to wear anything formal but it was completely worth it because from that day Harry and I had been somewhat inseparable.
I remember when Mrs. Osborns diagnoses had been confirmed, Harry had cried with me in his room for hours. Same with when his mother died, and then he’d been there for me when my parents had been killed in the accident. Mr. Osborn had offered to adopt me but I chose to live with aunt May and uncle Ben.
“Whatever you say Peter.” May says, as usual having to have the last word. Ben smiles at his wife fondly. I truly am lucky for have such understanding people in my life.
Once I’ve finished breakfast I kiss aunt May and grad everything I’ll need for school that day, feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket as I step out of the door. I pull up messages as I stand on the sidewalk smiling when I see it’s from Harry.
-Pete, picking you up, stay where you are nerd.
-I hope this doesn’t mean we’re going to be late to school. May’s really tired of getting those calls you know.
-Seriously you care about this stuff way too much.
-That’s because I actually need to get good grades to go to a nice school and get a job.
-Are you implying that I don’t?
-You know you don’t. I laugh looking up as a sleek black car pulls up to the curb in front of me. The back door pushes open showing off a pouty Harry.
“That stings Pete.” He says as I slip into the back.
“Yeah well it’s the truth.” This time he sighs.
“You might be right. It’s just that you’re the only person with enough balls to actually tell me the truth.” He slumps down into the seat.
“And that, my dear friend, is why you keep me around. I keep you grounded in reality.” I pull my backpack around to sit in my lap.
“Among other things, I suppose.” Harry whispers to himself, but I ignore it.
“Hey, Har?” He raises his eyebrow at me in a way that suggest I should continue. “About those papers you were saying you could get for me-” He laughs.
“Knew you couldn’t resist, which is why I asked dad last night- and,” He reaches into his own backpack that’s sitting on the floor of the car unzipped and untidy inside. “I got them this morning, you’re welcome nerd.”
“Why do you always call me that?” I ask grabbing the papers from him and beginning to flip through them.
“Because you are a nerd.” I spend the rest of the ride completely immersed in the papers. As far as I can tell there doesn’t seem to be anything too crazy about the experiments going on, but there’s parts were it seems like some information has been deleted. The only thing of any real interest is this previous experiment they keep referencing, but before I can get too far in the papers we're pulling up to the school.
I say goodbye to Harry as we part in the front entryway of the school, promising to see him at lunch in the library. Getting to my first class isn’t too hard but focusing is something else completely. By the end I just barely manage to finish the paper that was passed out. The whole day seems to go by like that, slow and uneventful, until lunch rolls around. We’re in the library, I have the papers out and am trying to find anything that could tell what experiment they’re referencing when the flat screen tv’s that were gifted to the school by one Norman Osborn turn on. The speakers that are usually used for the announcements come on as the picture on the tv zooms in on who could only be Tony Stark.
“Holy shit.” Harry says as the telecaster starts to inform of us of what we’re watching.
“We’ve just received word today that Tony Stark, owner of Stark industries has been rescued after spending close to a year in captivity. Mr. Stark disappeared last year during a military weapons display. Obadiah Stane, acting CEO of Stark Industries released a statement on behalf of the Company.” I stop listening after that as I watch the most well known man be escorted onto a plane.
“I totally thought he was dead.” Harry states.
“Everyone did.” I answer, but my mind’s elsewhere. Oscorp isn’t the only one working on this project. “Hey Har?” He turns to me.
“Yeah?”
“Does Stark Industries keep different files?” He looks confused.
“I don’t think so? It wouldn’t be much of a collaboration if they did. Why? Is there something wrong with the papers?” He leans closer looking them over quickly.
“These paragraphs aren’t very cohesive. See this one,” I point it out on the paper so he can follow along. “Doesn’t flow into the next one, as if there’s supposed to be something between them that’s been taken out. Without that paragraph this, no these papers are useless.” Harry picks them up and starts reading over them himself.
“So you think Stark industries is keeping something from Oscorp?” He asks looking at me.
“That or your dad didn’t give you the whole thing.” He thinks for a minute before nodding.
“I think I know someone we can ask about this. You free after class?” And that is how we end up down at the campus.
“Are we even allowed to be here?” I whisper as we walk through the halls.
“Are you kidding me? I don’t know if you realize it or not but my dad has a bit of a penchant for talking about you with his work friends, which mean most of these professors are already drooling themselves over the prospect of teaching you, so it’s safe to say we’re fine. Besides, they know me.” He waves to a security guard to prove his point and the man nods back.
We have to wait outside one of the lecture halls for about twenty minutes, which Harry spends teasing me about random things. I’m nearly ready to call myself a cab and call it a day when the first of the students start filing out. We stand there for at least eight more minutes before there’s finally a break in the wave of students and we can make our way inside. Once we’re inside I see that we’ve just spent thirty minutes waiting to talk to Doctor Octavius.
“Harry?” I look over to him wildly, grabbing his arm pulling him back. He stumbles a bit, having to break his I-have-a-purpose walk.
“What?’ He whisper yells back to me, eyes ridiculously wide.
“We can’t just walk in on Doctor Octavius!” I say and he huffs rolling his eyes.
“And why not?” He asks putting his hands into his slack pockets casually, making his blazer to that- that thing that just, god, I wish he wouldn’t wear such fancy clothes, he looks so good in them.
“Well we aren’t his students for one,” I gesture between us, but Harry looks unphased and perfect. “And he’s probably busy.”
“Yeah, okay, you stay here then and I’ll go talk to him.” He turns to leave but I grab his arm again.
“Harry!” I whine, because I give up, yes I whine.
“Peter!” He mimics me. “When did you get so strong?” He asks, looking me over.
“I- what?” Shit, I nearly forgot. Wait for I really do have muscles now?
“Nevermind- com’on stop being such a baby.” He grabs my wrist and pulls me to his side where he then puts his hand on the small of my back pushing forward. “Octavius!” Harry pulls that charming yet not at all real smile he gives everyone accept people he knows. The Doctor turn his head smiling just as nicely at us as we walk down.
“Ah, Harry Osborn what a nice surprise.” He shakes Harry’s hand and then turns to me. “And who’s this? The boyfriend maybe?” He looks at Harry knowingly.
“Possibly.” Harry says and I am completely blindsided though in the next moment he’s pulling the papers out and moving on. “Well Otto, I’m going to get right to it because I know you’re a busy man,” He holds them out to the man who takes them easily, flipping through them and skimming quickly.
“This isn’t really my area of expertise.” He says.
“That’s true, but I was wondering if maybe you know of the experiment they mention. It seems to be a fairly old one, but every time it’s mentioned the paragraph after is deleted so the information is useless.” The Doctor looks it over again, huming to himself as he notices the discrepancies himself.
“What project is this for?” He asks.
“It’s a collaboration between Oscorp and Stark Industries.” Recognition flares in his eyes.
“I do know the experiment they’re talking about in these.” Harry looks at me and then back to the Doctor.
“Well?” He asks.
“The super soldier experiments they did back in world war two. I didn’t know that anyone was still trying to recreate the experiment after Dr.Bruce Banner's failed attempts.” I recognize that name.
“Doctor Baner died in those experiments.” I say looking at Harry, Doctor Octavius suddenly seems very uncomfortable. “Didn’t he?” I ask. The man looks around skeptically.
“I didn’t tell you this, okay? After I tell you this I suggest you drop it. Nothing good will come from any of it, you understand. This isn’t the first time those fools have tried this type of thing, the last time Dr. Banner- he, hell I don’t know what happened to him but he just wasn’t the same and know one’s seen him since. And the time before was the explosion at Oscorp.” I suck in a sharp breath and feel Harry place a hand on my back.
“Has it ever been successful?” He asks.
“Yes,” The Doctor nods. “Only once though, in 1941, but those were very special circumstances.”
“Why?” Harry presses.
“This is that last thing I’ll tell you and then I want you to walk away from this okay?”
“Yeah okay.” Harry promises.
“His names was Steve Rogers, better known as Captain America.” He says.
“I thought he was just some character.” Harry seems surprised, I am too, no one really believed he was all they said.
“That’s what they wanted.” The Doctor sighs. “Now if you’ll excuse me.” He says pointedly and Harry nods.
“What could they want with a super soldier?” Harry asks once the Doctors left and we’re walking out.
“I don’t know.” I say quietly, but I plan to find out. After all I didn’t promise to let it go.
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feelingsinwinterold · 6 years
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Touching the Snowflake
For the beautiful, amazing @araydre‘s birthday. You’re a gift and a wonder, such kindness and generosity. I hope you had a great day, hon <3. I know this is late and I’m sorry, love.
Getting out of where Tony had been held and rid of his pursuers had been harder than he’d thought it would. His bruises and scratches shouldn’t have been enough to keep him from doing a good job at fucking them up. Yet, here he was, stumbling in a back alley, feeling like the earth had stopped turning, like life had ceased its course. The world felt numb and cold.
The mark on Tony’s neck had faded. It hadn’t disappeared totally yet, but Bucky’s heartbeat was impossible to feel, unreachable, absent. Like he had ceased to exist entirely. Vanished from earth, never to be felt again. The bond linking them together was a never-ending thread leading to a vast nothingness, fading into a darkness Tony had never felt before.
A sob tore itself out of Tony’s throat, feeling like it scratched everything inside on the way out. Scraping where the ARC Reactor used to be, burning his lungs and leaving his throat raw. Tony’s steps faltered and he let himself lean against the nearest wall, uncaring of how it glistened filthily, of the putrid scents and disgusting garbage scattered around.
What was the point?
Hydra had taken them. Tony had woken up in a damp cell, alone. Bucky was nowhere in sight. Either he had been taken and lead somewhere else or he had managed to escape and was planning Tony’s rescue from the outside. Probably reaching out to the Avengers for some well needed help.
[Beware the read more <3]
The certainty and composure the steady stream of warmth coming from the mark on Tony’s neck had spread throughout his body, comforting and reassuring. From the top of his head to his toes, a steady presence by his side, a solid ground to walk on and keep him going forward.
Until it had stopped. Suddenly. Like a bullet right to the heart, like a massive hit to the head. Bucky had ceased to walk by his side. The comforting heat had left, all at once, leaving him cold and alone. Unable to think or understand. Refusing to.
It had happened as Tony was halfway through his escape plan, grinning madly at the joyous thought of beating Bucky to the punch. Of meeting him at the front door and being a taunting son of a bitch until Bucky shut him up with a life affirming kiss. He had gone through the rest of the plan like a bad dream, feeling numb and far away from reality.
Nobody was at the front door.
There was no Bucky waiting for him, worry and relief warring over his face as his eyes roamed over Tony’s frame. No bone crushing hug, no life affirming kiss, no nothing.
Just a deep, terrifying emptiness.
Tears ran down Tony’s face as the gaping hole in his chest expanded, pushing at his seams, trying to swallow him whole.
It had taken them so long to accept each other, to get to the point where they could accept someone else’s love, to love themselves and be able to be loved in returned. Taken so long and it was already gone, the bright hope shut down like it had never been there.
Tony let his head fall back against the wall, the back of his skull hitting the filthy wall as he stared upward. The night sky was clear of clouds, dark and unconcerned with Tony’s pain. It didn’t sooth anything, but the numbness that had helped him through the rest of his escape came back, settling over him like a dull blanket.
Tony was still there, leaning heavily against the dirty wall when a spike of pain lit up a spark of awareness. He frowned, feeling lethargic and far away. It took a conscious effort to raise his arm until he could look at the brownish sleeve that covered it. It used to be white, he remembered, his eyes flickering to speckles of dark red, like rust. Where had all that blood come from? Had he been injured? He hadn’t noticed.
Under the piece of clothing, something stung. A steady prickle, like pins and needles focused in one specific place. With a shaky hand, Tony undid the button on the sleeve and rolled it up to his elbow before staring at the bright mark. He’d always had it. It’d been there since his birth, like the coyote on the side of his neck. Two soulmarks weren’t rare, but they weren’t exactly common either. Tony had never minded it. It had been hell when he was a kid, while pretending to not care one bit about it, when he was looking everywhere to find his soulmate, hoping to find one of them. To get the love he had been denied his whole life by an absent mother and a father that couldn’t care less about his son beyond the legacy he could provide.
Disappointment was the only thing Tony ever found. He raged at not having Rhodey’s mark but, exhausted, it started being an old rant, an old battle Tony finally gave up and brushed under the carpet. A soulmate wasn’t for him. Neither of his marks ever brought someone to him and he almost forgot about them, aside from the pretty pictures they offered him when he looked at his reflexion. He forgot they meant something.
Until Bucky.
The coyote on Tony’s neck took life and brought a new kind of warmth with it until it was there and gone again.
Bucky was gone, his coyote was a dull emptiness on Tony’s neck and now the one on his forearm started acting up. He scoffed. What a smart way to fuck him up, what an elaborate joke life had found to flip him the bird. Tony smirked, his eyes roaming over the mark inked on his skin.
The snowflake was as perfect as ever, shades of whites and blues clear against his skin. The gladiolus’ petals were as clear and bright as they always were. Somewhere, deep under the sheer number of years spent pretending he never learnt the flower’s meanings by heart, Tony thought of it. Remembrance, strength of character, faithfulness. Honor. With resignation, he pushed aside the infatuation it could convey. It never mattered, it still didn’t.
The prickles grew stronger and Tony’s frown deepened. He rubbed over the sensitive skin, wincing.
The hair on the back of his neck stood on end and Tony froze.
Breaths coming in short, fast pants, Tony turned his head toward the end of the back alley, fear tightening its hold on his throat.
In the alley’s entrance lights stood a tall man. The street’s lights cast shadows over his frame, hiding his face from Tony’s view but it wasn’t needed. The mark on his arm burnt like it never had before but the pain barely registered.
“Bucky?”
It looked like him. The same shoulders, the same build, the same everything, but the way he was holding himself was alien to Tony. There was a straightness to his shoulders, to the way he held them back, the way he looked taller than he ever had, even in battle.
The man moved and the street’s lights caught on his eyes. They were cold and focused, sharp like Bucky’s when he looked through his rifle’s scope… it was Bucky’s body but the man inhabiting it had nothing to do with him.
The mark on Tony’s forearm felt like it was burning itself into his skin a second time.
Straightening and getting away from the filthy wall, Tony turned his full attention to the man, tilting his head to the side. His heart was still an open wound but a spark of hope put a balm over the wounds, making it bearable. For now.
Tony had never met the Winter Soldier before. Since Bucky had joined the Avengers, no reverting back to the Soldier’s mindset had happened. Bucky had been Bucky for as long as Tony had known him. But today, he wasn’t and Tony got to meet the legend who had been nothing but a whisper, a ghost story, for decades.
“If you’re there to finish the job, take a ticket,” Tony taunted, eyes roaming over the shadow’s body.
It was hard to tell in the alley’s darkness but the more Tony looked, the more he could find similarities.
Any doubt he had, though, flew out the window when the man got closer, approaching Tony with slow but purposeful steps.
The eyes were the same, the jaw was as sharp as ever, the lips as appealing as they always were, the long hair hung free around the Soldier’s face. The intensity in his eyes was terrifying as he stood straight in front of Tony, looking down at him.
Slowly, like he feared he might scare him, the Soldier raised his hand, his thumb swiping carefully over Tony’s split lip. The mark on his forearm blazed, burning so deeply, it felt as if it was searing itself into his very bones.
Right up until the Soldier’s fingers touched his skin.
The wildfire faded gently into a comforting warmth unfurling itself through Tony’s veins, the unbearable heat becoming the familiar flames of a fireplace. It was different from Bucky’s warmth and yet the same.
Slowly, the Coyote on Tony’s neck came back to life, sluggish and asleep but still very much there. As it did, the fear and despair loosened their hold on Tony’s heart.
“If I wanted you dead,” the Soldier said, his words a low rumble made for Tony’s ears only, “you would not see me.”
Tony scoffed, the sound weak and unstable as he looked up at him, unsure if he should be afraid or in awe : “You’re all about efficiency after all.”
“Right.”
The Soldier looked down, his eyes falling upon Tony’s forearm. He reached out, fingers hovering over the uncovered skin but not daring to actually touch it. The Soldier raised his gaze, seeking Tony’s approval.
It was difficult, honestly, to actually give it. The whole situation felt surreal and yet here the Winter Soldier was, looking down at him with those unbelievably clear eyes. Tony knew them, could describe them without failing at any moment of the day but, right now, they looked nothing like Bucky’s. They were clear and honest, open like Tony never thought he would see them from the Winter Soldier’s face.
Tony nodded jerkily, expectation coiling tight in his guts.
Face unreadable and eyes shining bright, the Soldier reached out and took Tony’s hand in his, lifting it until the mark could be seen in all its greatness. Slowly and, oh, so carefully, he traced the mark on Tony’s skin, the feather-light touch tickling, and Tony had to hold back a giggle.
The mark pulsed, deep and true, and the Soldier froze, eyes wide in shock and wonder. Warmth spread under Tony’s skin from where the Soldier’s hand touched his skin. While the comforting heat of a found mate stretched out, filling Tony with a renewed sense of belonging, his heart, however, had entirely stopped in his chest.
“It’s you,” Tony whispered, staring at the Soldier in disbelief. Before anything more could be said, though, the genius exploded in uncontrollable laughter, clutching at his stomach with both arms and bending forward as decades of disappointment crumbled under fate’s sense of humour.
Tony truly had two soulmates, they just happened to share the same body.
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synpaths meme ⋆
was tagged by @endless-nygmobblepot. thanks, babe!
rules: put your characters in order you relate to most to least, tag any of your tumblr friends you think would want to do this after doing it, and explain why you relate to each synpath “character”. 
judy hopps { zootopia }
↳  so no matter what kind of person you are, i implore you: try. try to make the world a better place. look inside yourself and recognize that change starts with you. 
1. yeah, shes an animation, but shes also the main source of reason why i am the person to this day. judy longs to make the world a better place, to prove others wrong that she isn’t some token bunny and worth so much more. it isn’t about looks, its about trying and to just be yourself. 
2. shes a female heroine with both flaws and strengths, just like everyone else. she believed in the importance of always giving everything a shot and making an effort to reach your goals, no matter what. 
3. her passion towards the police is what inspired me to make the world a better place and just show that life isn’t all that cynical and dark. there may be bad times, but good moments are yet to come. 
diana prince { wonder woman }
↳  I will fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. 
1. “i cannot stand by while innocent lives are list.” this quote will always be my number one motto. when i hear about all of the shit going down in the world, it just fuels me to persue my dream even more. i don’t just wanna sit around while innocent people are dying, i want to make a change. to shine a bit of light in a dark situation. call me cliche, but it’s true.
2. diana tends to throw herself into dangerous situations. she jumped into no man’s land without thinking twice. she is moved by the suffering of the people and fights their fight for them. whenever my friends are going through a hard time, i’ll be there for them no matter what. they may not want me around in fear that i’ll be hurt in return, but thats the least of my worries. 
3. selfless, incredibly brave yet stubborn, but also a role model to all sorts of people. the world isn’t gonna change unless you make some sort of improvement with it first. diana, along with judy, are the reasons why i’ll be joining the army and pursuing my career in peacekeeping. 
tony stark { iron man }
↳ i’m just a man in a can. 
1. not a lot of people will agree but let's be honest. tony is constantly judged and classified to be a villain and isn’t well liked by others. in my opinion, he's just trying his damn best and people tend to forget he's just a human being. mistakes happen, its part of life. but we learn how to grow and to improve by fixing those mistakes. its how we learn, and he does a remarkable job at illustrating this.
2. the reason why i relate to tony is because i know what it feels like to do a mistake and people still holding that against you. trying to redeem yourself is hard to do when you are constantly surrounded by negative people, makes you suffocate and not feel worthy which isn’t fun. but luckily, i learned who are my real friends and i’m gonna stick by them no matter what. love you guys. 
3. tony has a lot of self-hatred for himself, people tend to forget that. he covers up his vulnerability by using humor and giving off sarcastic replies, he hides behind a mask just to keep up everyone’s moods and to not appear weak. in reality, he’s just afraid of what people would think of his true colors; afraid to be judged and afraid to even open up to the right people. hes believes that acting like he doesn’t care makes him appear strong. he’s also a self-destructive type of person and would probably sacrifice himself to make others happy.
eddie kaspbrak { it 2017 }
↳ they’re my friends, and you’re not going to steal my friends just because you’re scared of being alone.
1. has an over protective mother and was neglected to do quite a bit of stuff. friends were the ones who pulled him away from that sort of negativity. in this case, my mother wasn’t nearly as bad as eddie’s mom, it was more my grandmother but i wont bore you with the details.
2. one way at home but another way with friends. at home i was pretty much a good kid, but with my friends all i do is fuck around and cuss sooo fucking badly, its ridiculous. parents weren’t fan of friends and tried to cut them out. father’s not in the picture anymore. used to have a terrible case of asthma but found comfort from friends and got over it.
3. the mom friend out of the group; making sure others are well and if something is up they’ll totally fucking come to the rescue. 
( i’m sorry i’m not going into full details with this one! i just relate to him a lot and it’s pretty personal stuff! )
richie tozier { it 2017 }
↳ it...it says I’m missing.
1. richie is a very fun sort of character, he just doesn’t let out a lot which i totally relate to. acts tough, but is actually a huge softie. can be rather loud and obnoxious one moment but also can be a cry baby the next. i’m pretty sure all of my friends can agree that i’m pretty much like this majority of the time. 
2. uses humor to cover up true emotions. hates the feeling of vulnerability and looking weak. whenever a crowd is down, most likely will try to cheer people up and make a stupid joke or two. tends to platonically flirt with all friends and considers friends to be their #1 family.  
3. loves horror movies but has a shit ton of fears. a big fear of mine is to be forgotten, like with richie’s fear of being missing. anything can happen and it would suck if i didn’t leave a mark in this world or in anyone's heart, since a lot of people touched mine. 
4. someone also once said i resemble richie a lot when it comes to looks {probably black hair and the brown glasses} but jokes on them i’m taking it as a compliment now man!
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ivy pepper { gotham }
↳ words always hurt me way more than sticks or stones.
1. this one would be short and simple since i’m sleepy and the squad really wants to see the post. for starters, ivy looks like an adult but shes actually a child. what a mood since thats fucking me everyday. she gets babied around a lot and is treated as if she’s either stupid or weak. i relate to this since i normally do get babied around in general; either it being school, friends outside of tumblr, etc. 
2. she’s actually really fucking strong and badass. is a protective little plant sister and deeply cares about her family, who are her friends. pretty eccentric, wild, which makes her fun and different compared to others. also shes out serving looks and calling out people, bless.
3. ivy can be a little devious at times, a wild card. but she can also be quite selfish and a little bit ditzy at times when it comes to some sort of things. you can tell shes trying her best though, trying to make herself known and to show others that they shouldn’t take an advantage of her.
dustin henderson { stranger things }
↳ SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!
1. this will be short and sweet cause it’s quite obvious why i relate to this bean! he’s a huge comic book junkie, to the point he’ll randomly quote something entirely dorky from either a book or a movie. he’s just so much like me and i love it. 
2. best friends are important to him, the same for me. in the show he has like four while for me i got seven and i see nothing wrong with that. would probably sacrifice myself if anything were to happen to them, which says a lot.
3. has a terrible fucking habit when it comes to swearing, very much like me. fuck is probably my only vocab and my favorite word to use for any situation. he tends to wear bright, silly colors and only gives a shit about food. wow, what a mood.
harry hart { kingsman }
↳ sorry about that, needed to let off a little steam.
1. harry is someone i really want to be when i grow up. he’s so fucking cool, a good role model, and kicks fucking ass so casually while still looking like a babe. 
2. he has a liking towards butterflies and longed to do something with his interests, but instead went to the army. this relates to me; i admire animals and wanted to be a zoologist for a long time, but instead i’m gonna pursue my career elsewhere. 
3. i have been told from a lot of people i’m a really good listener and tend to give good advice, so if you need anything, i’m here! just drop a message and i gotchu. like harry- he is normally seen in the movie giving good advice and showing that he’s a fantastic listener. but, its also important to listen to what he has to say and provide some advice of your own. he may look big and tough, but he’s going through a lot and doesn’t let out a lot about themselves. 
THIS WAS ALL SO DEPRESSING BUT I SWEAR I’M ACTUALLY REALLY CHILL (OR SO I HOPE) EWUOFJFTGV
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I'm a sucker for tattoo shop AUs (Deep in the Heart of Me is my favorite fic EVER), and I can imagine Tony being the manager of a famous shop, and accepting stray artists that want to find a job and are poor/homeless/lost (among which Bucky, Clint and Nat), and just giving them a goal, a home and a future and ARG
Thank you for reminding me of the beauty that is tattoo AUs!!!! I can’t believe I forgot about this to be honest, I used to adore them in almost every fandom, but I haven’t thought of them in ages until I got your ask! I’m unfamiliar with the fic you’ve mentioned–I don’t read a lot of Stony–but I think I’ll give it a try! But for now, let’s get back to this AU.
I really like the idea of Tony being this crazy, loveable owner of a tattoo shop who hires very questionable people under ridiculous circumstances because he’s insane like that. I also headcanon that said questionable people are very protective of their smol boss because of it.
“What the fuck do you want from me?” the stranger snarls disturbingly animalistic.
“Uhm.” Tony stares at the knife—a real knife and definitely not one for the kitchen—and scruffles a tiny step backwards. Backs against a wall before he has the chance to bring a little more distance between himself and Stranger With Knife.
Damn those walls and the stupid people that build them.
He’s going to die here, alone, in an abandoned backstreet. Where nobody will find his body until they’ll have to hold the funeral with a closed coffin. If they’ll ever find his body.
There’s probably a life lesson in here, about how you’re not supposed to follow unknown men a head taller than you and double your weight in muscles into an abandoned backstreet for one. But Tony’s attention is too fixated on the knife to care much about unimportant details like that.
For once, he hysterically thinks, Rhodey won’t be able to scold me for my messed up priorities.
“I won’t ask again!” the man hisses dangerously. He’s got shaggy hair that could do with a cut and a wash, and his eyes flicker with the same restlessness that drew Tony to him initially.
And fine, he probably shouldn’t have followed the guy. He can see how this could be considered “creepy” by people less fluent in Tony-speak than Pepper or Rhodey. Natasha will undoubtedly slap him—gently, because she’s secretly a poisonous snake who’s adopted Tony as this weird, bumbling kitten that will not get killed by anyone but her—for this later. You know, if there is a later.
“I was wondering if you want to work for me,” Tony blurts out because he can’t think of anything else to say. Also because it’s true.
“I’m not fuckin’ work for hire!” the man growls. “I don’t do that shit anymore, so either back the fuck off or I’ll make sure you won’t need anything anymore!”
Alright. Tony decidedly isn’t going to ask what the guy’s going on about. Nope. Absolutely not. That would just be too stupid, even for him.
“What are you talking about?” he asks and promptly wants to knock himself out. At least that might improve his chances to not talk himself into an early death. Clint will not be impressed if he misses is 8 o’clock appointment tomorrow and he has to cover for Tony—neither will the customer. Clint isn’t useful for anything before eleven in the morning.
The man’s eyes—they’re a cold blue that would look a lot prettier if they weren’t levelling a glacial glare at Tony right now—narrow even further, the knife itching ever so slightly closer towards Tony, and nope, not a fan of that development at all.
“Look,” Tony decides to try and deescalate the situation, “You don’t have to answer that. Actually, please don’t answer that, because this sounds too much like one of those I’d tell you but then I’d have to kill you thingies and Natty would not be pleased if you did. You know, kill me. Unless you tell her I called her Natty again. For some reason she really doesn’t like that? But what do I know, women are weird,” he muses with a shrug.
“Right, I was trying to make a point. See, you could just wave your knife around and possibly- probably kill me, which would really suck. Cause I’m not a big fan of being dead before my liver gives out on me and you don’t look like you’ve got another jacket, and blood is a bitch to get out.” Not that it would be much of a loss, with the oversized, worn down thing the man’s wearing. It looks like it’s being held together by stubbornness and nothing else.
He might have said that last part out loud as well, if the guy’s twitch is anything to go by. Tony can’t decide whether that’s a good thing or not.
“Or,” he hastily continues, “you could listen to my gracious proposal, accept it with genuine appreciation and enthusiasm and in two years we’ll both laugh about this moment.” He finishes with a bright smile and a happy clap. Screw Natasha and Pepper, he can be reasonable and mature. He’s not the one waving a butcher knife around after all.
Said knife is slowly lowered by the stranger who tilts his head to one side in a show curiosity. He seems—amused, almost. Or maybe that’s Tony’s screwed perception of reality talking. Clint’s mentioned he has a problem at one point, something about seeing a ravaging monster and cooing over it and wanting to pet it. Which is nonsense, Tony doesn’t want to pet anything. Except maybe the guy’s hair, once it’s been properly cleaned. And that’s not his fault, it looks like it could be fluffy.
“I’m listening,” he drawls, almost like he’s humouring Tony. The joke’s on him though, because Tony is used to being humoured.
“Do you know Stark Tower? What a stupid question, of course you do, but just in case you don’t, it’s the best tattoo studio in the entire country, trust me on that, and it happens to also belong to me. You’d look great with a couple of tattoos by the way, really help round off that assassin-gone-rough vibe you’ve got there, and I’d totally do them for free or maybe not free. Pepper says I’m not supposed to give people things all the time, but you wouldn’t tell on me, right?”
“Anyways, I saw this,” Tony lifts the crumbled paper he’s rescued from the garbage at the café he’s first noticed Mr Tall, Dark and Knifey—and hadn’t that led to a fun conversation with the waitress—and waves it around as if to stress his point, “and you’ve got some real talent with the abstract design there, because this is amazing and I’d want it as a tattoo, wich says something, my taste is fantastic. Also I’m missing a designer because that asshole Wade keeps running off to do one thing or another and I’m not allowed to hire Peter until he’s legal.”
The guy stares at him in bemusement while Tony tries to catch his breath. Admittedly not an uncommon reaction.
“You’re offering me a job?” he asks after a moment in disbelief—and damn, this guy is catching on to Tony-speak real quick, he’s the right choice all right.
“Yup,” Tony nods. He’s thought he’s been fairly obvious.
“You’ve been following me for two subway stations, three bus stops and a couple of dozen street corners to offer me a job because you saw something I’d scribbled down at a café,” the man repeats incredulous.
Tony shrugs. “I didn’t know how to talk to you. Clint says I come on too strong usually.”
“And you thought stalking me would make me feel more at ease?”
“Well, no.” Tony frowns. “Maybe? I wasn’t—but doesn’t prolonged exposure get you used to someone?”
“Prolonged- never mind,” the guy shakes his head. “You’re crazy.”
A pause, then, “I don’t need a job.”
Tony scoffs. “Have you looked at yourself lately?” he asks, mulls over his words for a moment when the man tenses. “Alright, that might have come across as offensive but seriously. I don’t care if you need a job or not, it’s yours if you want it. Just show up sometime next week and tell Natty I hired you and if Clint is there please throw your knife at him, he’s an ass and screams like a banshee.” Tony searches his pockets for a moment before he finds one of his, admittedly worse for wear, business cards and offers it to Mr Death By Blade.
“You’re crazy,” the man states again, but he takes the card.
“Get used to it,” Tony smiles is sunniest smile because take that Clint, he can hire new staff without getting anyone killed.
*
“Have you ever even held a tattoo gun in your life? It’s not a real gun, for fuck’s sake! Tony!” Clint is heard screaming in exasperation through the studio a couple of days later. “What the fuck where you thinking when you hired Bucky?!”
Tony doesn’t look up from where he’s carefully drawing the worlds’ prettiest butterfly onto a young woman’s shoulder when he yells back, “Who the hell is Bucky?!”
*
[Bonus: “You’re taking all this surprisingly well,” Bucky comments at one point.
Clint shrugs. Takes a look at one of the designs over the newbie’s shoulder.
“Tony’s as fucked in the head as they come, but he’s a freaking genius at finding the best. If he’s hired you than that’s what you are. He wouldn’t settle for anything less.”
A moment of thoughtful silence follows, before.
“In three weeks, I’m gonna tell you how he hired Tasha.”
“Why in three weeks?”
“Studio rule. If you’ve made it three weeks without killing anyone, you’re part of the team.”
“Inside the studio or in general?”
“…you’re gonna fit right in.”]
I think I’m having way too much fun with this…
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Epic Movie (Re)Watch #155 - Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan
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Spoilers Below
Have I seen it before: Yes
Did I like it then: Yes.
Do I remember it: Yes.
Did I see it in theaters: Yes.
Was it a movie I saw since August 22nd, 2009: Yes. #429.
Format: Blu-ray
1) Before anything else, I will say this: you never need to see Star Trek: The Motion Picture unless you are a MAJOR fan of the series. Wrath of Khan is a much better first film for the series and just a much better film in general, and the original motion picture has no bearing on the plot of ANY of the sequels that I’m aware of. Spare yourself the boredom.
2) I don’t often talk about how great the opening credits of a film are, but the movement through the stars and James Horner’s grand score creates a rousing score which helps you get in the mood for the space adventure to come.
3) The Kobayashi-Maru.
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The opening of the film is great largely because it plays with expectations vs reality. You EXPECT Kirk in the captain’s chair, and while it plays out like a standard scene from “Star Trek” but it ends with everyone dead. And even though it turns out to be a simulation, the image of watching almost all the series regulars die before you prepares you for the darkness to come. It is an incredibly great and memorable opening to a film which can be described as the same.
4) Kirstie Alley as Saavik.
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Despite being Vulcan (and, depending on what you consider canon, half-Romulan) Saavik has more in common with Kirk than she does with Spock. She may have the appearance of being a logical and decisive creature, but she is stubborn and proud. And I love her for that. I think Saavik as at her best in this film when played by Alley (she would be replaced in Star Trek III and IV). Alley gives Saavik a unique flavor, making her more than just your typical Vulcan and holding her own with the original cast.
5) The scene where Bones and Kirk “celebrate” his birthday is great.
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This is the introduction of Kirk’s key conflict and possibly the best analysis of it the film features.
Kirk: “Galloping around the cosmos is a game for the young, doctor.”
Bones [later]: “This is not about age and you know it.”
Kirk’s conflict here is not about aging, it is about aging INTO something. About being stuck behind a desk and bureaucracy. Of becoming obsolete. Age on it’s own does not result in that, but the choices we make as we age. It is in this film that Kirk will have to determine his future when faced with a threat from the past.
6) Carol Marcus and her son David.
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Both Carol and David as individual characters are interesting, but by balancing out each other (with Carol being well reasoned and patient and David being more like Kirk with his stubbornness/rashness) they create an interesting dynamic that entertains in a way beyond their relationship with Kirk.
7) Ricardo Montalbán as Khan Noonien Singh.
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Montalbán takes a memorable role from the original series and in this film turns it into not only one of the greatest villains cinema has ever featured but also a career defining performance. Khan is able to be both chillingly collected and show off fear-inducing anger. His intellect, physical strength, and progressing madness/drive is showed off brilliantly by Montalbán. There is a ruthlessness to this character established as soon as we meet him (specifically with his use of brain slugs) that let’s us know, “Oh shit, don’t mess with this guy.” He is totally frightening, with many of his decisions and scenes making your stomach turn. Only open my third (fourth?) viewing of this film did I realize just how long his intro scene is, but it doesn’t feel long. It is perfect, and Montalbán captures your attention for the entire time.
8) Hey that’s...that’s Tony from the Witch Mountain movies!
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I would not have noticed that if I didn’t watch the Witch Mountain movies in March for the (Re)Watch.
9) So usually at this point in the (Re)Watch I talk about the writing and performances of the main cast of a film. I find it nearly impossible to do that for Wrath of Khan however as the cast from the original series are such mainstays of cinema and pop culture I’ve no idea what to say. What on earth could I possible say Kirk, Bones, Spock, Uhura, Scotty, Sulu, and Chekov that hasn’t been said before? In my analysis of the 2009 film I probably will, but right now I think I’ll just say they’re great and leave it at that.
10) I love how Kirk is freaking out when Spock lets Saavik pull the Enterprise out of dock.
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11) I love Saavik and Kirk in the elevator. It speaks not only to how rash she is (which I love on it’s own) but will later show how similar they really are. She doesn’t really believe in a no-win scenario and as we’ll learn later neither does Kirk.
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12) I love when Spock hands the ship over to Kirk. There is no bruised ego (as he himself says), there are no hard feelings, it’s not an issue of power or anything. He knows Kirk is the best guy to take the wheel. He trusts Kirk and Kirk trusts Spock back and they can just cut through the bullshit and do what’s best for everyone. I’m a sucker for good friendships like that.
13) Damn, Spock.
Kirk: “I would not presume to debate you.”
Spock: “That would be wise.”
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14) There is one scene early-to-mid picture which is recalled HEAVILY later on and I always think it is best when the ending of the movie ties into something at the beginning of the film. You want it to feel like one picture, you don’t want to be sitting at the end going, “Oh right, that part early on was the same movie.” Spock’s speaking of how...
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And how he has been and always shall be Kirk’s friend tie together at the end in very heartbreaking ways.
15) I was always impressed with the Genesis visual, keeping in mind this was 1982 and CGI was hardly in its prime.
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16) The very first encounter with the ship Khan has taken over - Reliant - before they know it is Khan is incredibly tense and Hitchcockian. Because we as the audience KNOW it’s Khan. Pacing is derived not from faster pacing but from slower pacing. The uneasiness simmers in our bones as Kirk unknowingly wanders into a trap, even though everyone seems to suspect something is up. And it features one of the best quotes in the film:
Khan: “Do you know the Klingon proverb that tells us revenge is a dish best served cold? It is very cold in space.”
17) And then Khan and Kirk finally encounter one another.
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Montalbán and Shatner never share any scenes as Montalbán was making “Fantasy Island” at the time, but that does not undermine just how equally matched these adversaries are. Their very first encounter in particular feels like a chess game. It is not so much a battle of strengths as it is a battle of wits, yet still very interesting. And we as the audience really have no idea who is going to come out on top. Each is able to surprise and throw the other off balance, only to come back and deal another blow. It makes for great conflict. We know Kirk’s disadvantage: Khan is genetically engineered to be better than him. But in this scene we see a weakness of Khan’s which will become greater later on: his ego. He cannot see his own weaknesses and shortcomings. He is hundreds of years old comparatively speaking, so obviously some ways of thinking are foreign to him. But he can’t get past the fact he’s a genetically engineered super being to work on this. I love bad guys with flaws.
18) Oh no! Tony dies!
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Preston [Ike Eisenmann’s character, after Kirk arrives]: “Is the word given, admiral?”
Kirk: “The word is given. Warp speed.”
[Preston dies]
Scotty [obviously torn up]: “He stayed at his post when the trainees ran!”
The fact that this death of a character we spent all of thirty seconds with packs such an intense punch speaks greatly to the craft with which this film was made.
19) The scene with Kirk, Bones, and Saavik on the scientist space station feels very Alien and I love it. For just a few minutes we are in a horror film, in an enclosed space where obviously SOMETHING is wrong and some sort of danger lurks. It is pulled off wonderfully well.
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20) Part of the tension comes from the fact that we TRUST Chekov. He’s original series cast and he seems to have shaken the alien slug Khan was using on him. Why WOULDN’T we trust Chekov? Making the fact that he and his captain are still controlled later on all the more powerful.
21) This. Freaking. Scene.
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This is when both are pushed to their furthest. Khan believes he has killed Kirk only to immediately learn he hasn’t, and Kirk is beyond pissed with Khan for all the death and destruction he has caused. This is where Khan accepts that he has defeated Kirk if only because it has become so difficult to kill him and it is where Kirk hates Khan the most (uttering the film’s famous line, “Khaaaaaan!”). But even through his hate Kirk is trying to play Khan. He is trying to get Khan in the same room with him so he can fight him face to face. But Khan is too smart for that and works against Kirk, leading to that yell. This is one of the best scenes in the film and it is because the conflict plays out so wonderfully.
22) The fact that David is Kirk’s son not only gives Kirk some personal stakes, but it ties into the idea of the choices Kirk must make in life. He is now dealing with two choices which are coming back to haunt him: how he handled Khan and not being a part of his son’s life. And that will directly influence the choices he makes in the future. Because life is too short.
23) This is so indicative of Kirk’s character.
Saavik: “Admiral, may I ask you a question?”
Kirk: “What's on your mind, Lieutenant?”
Saavik: “The Kobayashi Maru, sir.”
Kirk: “Are you asking me if we're playing out that scenario now?”
Saavik: “On the test, sir... will you tell me what you did? I would really like to know.”
Bones: “Lieutenant, you are looking at the only Starfleet cadet who ever beat the no-win scenario.”
Saavik: “How?”
Kirk: “I reprogrammed the simulation so it was possible to rescue the ship.”
Saavik: “What?”
David: “He cheated.”
Kirk: “I changed the conditions of the test; got a commendation for original thinking. I don't like to lose.”
Saavik: “Then you never faced that situation... faced death.”
Kirk: “I don't believe in the no-win scenario.”
24) The climactic chase through the nebula ties into Khan’s biggest weakness: his ego preventing him from admitting his flaws.
Spock: “He’s intelligent but not experienced. His pattern suggest two-dimensional thinking.”
I think this is the past scene to showcase space as a three-dimensional space. Ever watch a space film where characters encounter an asteroid field and think, “Why can’t they just go above or below it?” That’s what this film does. Like the initial Kirk/Khan mental face-off, the time in the nebula greats great tension from slowing down pacing while never being boring. There are surprises, there are twists, and they are on truly equal footing. And Khan, well he’s at his breaking point. How mad must this person be if even his crew - who were established to live and die by his word at the beginning of the film - are questioning his judgment? And what exactly will it lead him to?
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That final visual of Khan’s face is also a great presentation of how he is on the inside. He is torn up and burned to a crisp with vengeance, and now he will die that way.
25) Spock’s ultimate fate.
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First of all, he KNOWS what he’s about to do. You can see it on his face before he goes to the reactor room to save the ship: he is fully aware that this will lead to his death and it does nothing to change his decision. And even though Khan has died, he has succeeded in his goal to, “keep on hurting,” Kirk from beyond the grave by killing his best friend.
Kirk [trying to get to Spock]: “He’ll die!”
Scotty: “He’s dead already.”
There is this intense feeling of sorrow and helplessness as we watch one of the greatest - if not the greatest - characters to come out of the original series die, tying into the conversation he and Kirk had earlier.
Spock: “The needs of the many...”
Kirk: “Outweigh the needs of the few.”
Spock: “Or the one.”
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26) David and Kirk unfortunately don’t get too many moment together, just the two of them. But he did help Kirk through this tough time in his life.
David: “Lieutenant Saavik was right. You never have faced death.”
Kirk: “Not like this.”
David: “You knew enough to tell Saavik that how we face death is at least as important as how we face life.”
Kirk: “Just words.”
David: “But good words. That's where ideas begin. Maybe you should listen to them. I was wrong about you. And I'm sorry.”
Kirk: “Is that what you came here to say?”
David: “Mainly. And also that I'm proud - very proud - to be your son.”
27) But of course, this is a sci-fi movie...
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Death is not as permanent as we like to think.
The Wrath of Khan is quite possibly the best film in the entire Star Trek canon. It balances high-stakes action and adventure with the intelligence, philosophy, and thought expected from the series. Ricardo Montalbán is freaking fantastic as Khan, with the rest of the cast delivering standout performances as well. The direction and writing blend together beautifully and it is just an incredibly fun and well done film. If you haven’t seen any Star Trek and you want to, Wrath of Khan is a very good film to start on.
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10 Classic '80s and '90s Movies That Influence 'Spider-Man: Homecoming'
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Tom Holland and Jacob Batalon in Spider-Man: Homecoming (Photo: Sony Pictures)
Warning: This post contains spoilers for key scenes and plot points of Spider-Man: Homecoming.
If you’re a Marvel Comics fan, Spider-Man: Homecoming is a veritable gold mine of Easter eggs from the wall-crawler’s 55-year-and-counting career of catching thieves just like flies. At the same time, it’s equally rich with homages to popular teen movies from the ’80s and ’90s. Even before the film went into production, Marvel Studios chief, Kevin Feige, made a point of describing it as a “John Hughes movie,” directly name-checking the writer and director responsible for so many of that era’s high school classics.
In separate interviews with Yahoo Movies, star Tom Holland explained that director Jon Watts gave the young cast a must-watch list of classic movies to watch before shooting began, while Homecoming  co-writer John Francis Daley elaborated on the Spidey-Hughes connection. “What John Hughes was best at was finding the funny in the relatable… and to keep Peter as a truly normal, grounded, relatable person I think is really set him apart from all the other versions of Spider-Man that people have seen.” Homecoming‘s cinematic influences do extend beyond Hughes, though. Here’s a list of 10 teen favorites that are overtly, or subtly, referenced by Spider-Man and his amazing friends.
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Matthew Broderick in ‘Ferris Bueller’s Day Off’ (Photo: Everett Collection)
Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (1986) This one is kind of a gimme; while in hot pursuit of the Vulture’s henchmen, poor Peter Parker (Tom Holland) has to forego his usual web-slinging action due to the fact that he’s in that dreaded low-rise territory known as suburbia. Crashing through backyard after backyard, he passes a pool party where Matthew Broderick’s own climactic backyard chase from Ferris Bueller’s Day Off is playing out on a TV screen. “Great movie,” Peter calls out as he continues on to the next yard. (Wonder if he considers Ferris Bueller to be as ancient a film as The Empire Strikes Back?) “That scene is a perfect example of our challenge to take Spider-Man out of a world where he’s comfortable,” director Watts told Yahoo Movies. “If you put him in the suburbs where there’s nothing tall to swing from, what does he do? It was a great opportunity to put him in an awkward situation.”
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Judd Nelson and Ally Sheedy in ‘The Breakfast Club’ (Photo: Universal/courtesy Everett Collection)
The Breakfast Club (1985) At a press conference in June, Zendaya revealed that Ally Sheedy’s proto-Goth girl, Allison Reynolds, is a direct ancestor of her Homecoming character, Michelle “M.J.” Jones. And the two do have a lot in common, including a quiet manner that masks a caustic wit, as well as a flair for epic side-eye and eye-rolls. In fact, Michelle is glimpsed sitting in detention alongside Peter — the Anthony Michael Hall of her school — in one memorable Homecoming scene, despite the fact that she’s not even supposed to be there. Speaking with the press, Zendaya made it clear that she hopes modern teens take away the same lesson from Michelle that their parents learned from Allison, namely that: “It’s OK to be weird. If you make things awkward and uncomfortable, that’s cool. I love that Michelle’s outspoken and says what everyone’s thinking, but she just doesn’t care.”
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William Zabka and Ralph Macchio in ‘The Karate Kid’ (Photo: Mary Evans/Ronald Grant/Everett Collection)
The Karate Kid (1984) He may not pledge allegiance to Cobra Kai, but Flash Thompson (Tony Revolori) is totally the Johnny Lawrence to Peter’s Daniel LaRusso. Whether calling him “Penis Parker” (itself an indirect shout-out to another ’80s classic, E.T.) or engaging in some decidedly unsportsmanlike trash talk during Academic Decathlon training sessions, Flash is always eager to humiliate his rival on the most public stage possible. But Peter, like LaRusso before him, scores the final knockout, hijacking Flash’s car and leaving him by the side of the road with his homecoming date. Revolori, who previously played the hero of Wes Anderson’s acclaimed 2014 film, The Grand Budapest Hotel, has said that he enjoyed breaking bad in Homecoming, especially since the movie doesn’t make an issue about his race. “The fact that there’s not a single line of exposition to explain why I look the way I look. I’m just in the movie. It’s not about being a certain race, and I think that’s the kind of diversity we need in Hollywood right now.”
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Can’t Hardly Wait (1998) If only Peter had re-watched this nostalgic ’90s favorite before heading over to Liz Allan’s shindig, he would have realized that a high school house party is the absolute worst place to try and impress the girl you’ve been crushing on for years. Sure enough, his plan to swing in and make a big splash as Spider-Man is thwarted by an unplanned side mission involving the Shocker. Can’t Hardly Wait‘s Preston (Ethan Embry) is similarly unable to persuade his dream girl, Amanda (Jennifer Love Hewitt), of his affection due to a series of increasingly crazy circumstances. According to Daley, an early version of the storyline involved Peter hosting the party instead of Liz, but is similarly prevented from joining the festivities in costume. “All the cool kids from school burst into his bedroom while he’s gone and just start going through all his s—t, like all the toys he still kept.” Adds Daley’s co-writer, Jonathan Goldstein: “That’s very Hughes-ian, like the characters Anthony Michael Hall used to play. The kid who’s too old to still be doing this stuff.”
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Anthony Michael Hall, Kelly LeBrock, Ilan Mitchell-Smith in ‘Weird Science’ (Photo: Universal Pictures/Courtesy Everett Collection)
Weird Science (1985) We should probably be glad that geek buddies Peter and Ned (Jacob Batalon) are only applying their serious science and tech skills to making web fluid and hacking Tony Stark-designed super-suits. Otherwise, they might go and do something really weird…like building a cyber-girlfriend who steps out of the computer and into reality. Here’s another fun connection between Weird Science and Homecoming: Robert Downey Jr. is a big ol’ spoilsport in both. Back in ’85, he dropped a red Icee on dorks Gary and Wyatt, and 32 years later, he drops a bomb on Peter by taking away the teen’s Spider-Man suit after his Staten Island Ferry mishap.
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Jon Cryer and Molly Ringwald in ‘Pretty in Pink’ (Photo: Paramount / Courtesy: Everett Collection)
Pretty in Pink (1986) High school law eschews the designated dork from taking the pretty girl to the big school dance. But Hughes went and upset the natural order of things by having Duckie (Jon Cryer) swoop in and rescue his best friend and longtime crush object, Andie (Molly Ringwald) from being stood up at the prom by status-conscious Blane (Andrew McCarthy). Truthfully, it was a bridge too far for audiences at the time, who demanded that the ending be reshot with the pretty girls and the popular guy walking off into a happily ever after. For a brief moment, though, Duckie got to be the hero who gets the girl, a geek dream that Peter gets to live out when he asks the significantly more popular Liz to the homecoming dance and she says yes. For better or for worse, he ultimately loses the girl to her villainous dad rather than a petty prepster.
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Michael J. Fox in ‘Back to the Future’ (Photo: Universal/courtesy Everett Collection)
Back to the Future (1985) No sooner has he gotten to Hill Valley High’s “Enchantment Under the Sea” dance than Marty McFly (Michael J. Fox) has to ditch his date — and future Mom — Lorraine (Lea Thompson) in order to take care of some pressing time travel business. Peter isn’t able to bust a move at his school’s homecoming soiree either, regretfully abandoning Liz on the dance floor in order to thwart her Vulture father’s plot to raid Tony Stark’s airborne storage locker. At least Marty gets to invent rock and roll during his time brief time at the Hill Valley dance; Peter has to bail before he can show off how he can out-Rihanna Rihanna.
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Jennifer Connelly and Frank Whaley skate the night away in Career Opportunities (Photo: Universal Pictures)
Career Opportunities (1991) Peter Parker isn’t the only nerd lucky enough to spend a night locked in a facility with Jennifer Connelly. This John Hughes-scripted comedy traps awkward outcast Jim (Frank Whaley) and knockout Josie (Connelly) in a Target store after closing time, where they have to contend with their wildly different backgrounds, as well as a pair of bungling burglars. Midway through Homecoming, Spider-Man’s attempt to foil a Vulture robbery lands him in deep storage inside the U.S. Department of Damage Control, with only his “suit lady,” a.k.a. his in-suit A.I. K.A.R.E.N. (voiced by the Beautiful Mind Oscar winner), for company. We’ll leave it to you to decide whether Target for the Damage Control storage locker has better toys.
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Pee-wee’s Big Adventure (1985) Not a teen movie, you say? Perhaps that’s true, but Tim Burton’s feature filmmaking debut is nevertheless an ’80s classic for young kids and teenagers alike. Besides, it can’t be accidental that Spider-Man’s first big victory in Homecoming involves stopping a bicycle thief. And he doesn’t even have to leave Queens to do it! Poor Pee-wee Herman has to travel all the way to Texas to recover his beloved two-wheeled ride. Here’s an eye-popping face-off we want to see in the Homecoming sequel: Spider-Man vs. Large Marge.
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