#i stopped playing to make this comic but let it be known...... im gonna go play after i post this and im not gonna have a good time at all

[fibi-draws]

Few facts to know about me:

I have recently gotten a 3ds and learnt how to hack it

The only reason I play Kanto is because of Reguri

I might be autistic.

#i stopped playing to make this comic but let it be known...... im gonna go play after i post this and im not gonna have a good time at all #pokemon frlg #frlg #pokemon #actually autistic #i could just play the game... im sure it might be fun #anyway i have 68 pokemons and im pulling my hair trying to get a pinsir #also hi im alive but only in the ways that matter

[elliesirlgf]

Mutual Feeling. Pt.8

A/n: Everyone clap and praise me for not taking 5 months to come out with part 8!! I’m beginning to warm up to this series again :) p.s. this took me forever because I kept going back and forth. </3

Warnings: Spoilers, Fluff for like a second, angst, language, Some dialogue is pulled straight from the game, I got lazy at the end.

Getting Joel’s body back to Jackson was something of a nightmare. The constant reminder of who’s body lay under that sheet made you sick to your stomach. You shared glances with Ellie every few seconds; in which she never returned, reasonably.

As much as you and Ellie didn’t get along, you felt bad for her. You’d known a bit of the relationship between Ellie and Joel, remembering that they were close when arriving in Jackson but that eventually came to an end; due to reasons they never spoke about.

You rode on your horse slowly next to Jesse, His head down as he tried to comprehend everything. You felt like speaking up to break the tension in the air, but you decided against it. It wasn’t the right time.

Arriving to the gates of Jackson, they quickly opened, and you looked up to see the worried and confused expressions from the people guarding. One of which were Maria.

Fuck.

You could see the worry in Maria’s eyes, even from the distance.

This wasn’t gonna end well.

Not at all.

Almost in nothing more than a blink, she was in front of all of you, Jesse quickly getting off his horse to speak to her.

“Who’s is it.” Maria knew,, She just wanted to make sure. Make sure she wasn’t dreaming.

“Maria..” Jesse said, reaching out to touch her arm, which she quickly snatched away and used to fold both of them. “Tell me.”

“Joel.”

“Runners got to ‘im”

Your eyes shot up, stunned and shocked at the lie. Why would he lie about something like that? I mean, she deserved to know. But,, You guessed it was just to avoid any more confrontation for the day.

All you saw was blurry snow, Tears filling up your eyes as you looked at Marias worried face.

But all Ellie saw was red.

She wished she would’ve done more.

She wished she wouldn’t have treated Joel the way she did.

She wished.

And wished.

And wished.

But nothing would bring him back.

———————————————————————-

Ellie couldn’t do so much as blink. She was,, gone. Spacing out constantly no matter how hard she tried to picture everything she saw in that room aside from Joel. Her bloodshot eyes burned as the moonlight crept through her window. She was sitting in silence.

Until she heard a rather loud knock at her door.

“Ellie! I know you’re there! Let me in!” You yelled, being Immediately angry at yourself for being so stupid. Where else would she be, y/n?

You rattled the door knob after standing in the cold for what felt like minutes upon minutes.

To your surprise, it was open. So you invited yourself in.

Walking over to Ellie’s bed that wasn’t more than 10 feet away from the door, you looked down at her, sympathetically. “I brought you food..” you trailed off, Noticing she wasn’t gonna budge. “Look, Ellie-“ “I don’t wanna talk about it.” Ellie said, Harshly. Her back facing you.

“We don’t have to… We can play video games… or read your comics… You can play guitar the guitar.” You needed to shut up. You brought up the one thing that Ellie had that reminded her of Joel. Dammit, can’t you just stop talking?

Silence.

“Ellie… atleast let me clean your wounds.” You said— more of demanded as you set the wrapped up bowl of food on the bed.

Heading to the bathroom, you gathered all the supplies you needed— or, had, really.

You crawled onto the bed, slowly, as you sat behind Ellie, Tugging softly at the bottom of her grey hoodie.

As much as she didn’t want to, She needed some kind of comfort right now, so she obliged, Grabbing the back hem of her hoodie and pulled it over her head, with a bit of help from you. She had nothing underneath, so your eyes quickly fell to a bare back. Bruised, with cuts left and right.

You didn’t like her, she didn’t like you.

But you were still a person with feelings, and so was she.

It pained you to see her in pain.

“This’ll sting a bit…” You said quietly, Ellie only nodding subtly as you touched her cold back, Holding back tears of your own.

“Maria wants to make sure you’re eating..” you slid the bowl closer to Ellie’s side.

“She can’t stop me.”

You needed to break the ice. You overheard Tommy and Ellie talking earlier, You knew she was planning to go to Seattle. To search for that woman.

“Ellie..To have the guys that you would need... to do this smart...you’d be leaving Jackson vulnerable.”

You were the last person Ellie wanted to talk to about Joel, But she was stubborn, and wasn’t going to listen to you. So she argued back.

“So they just get to get away with this?” Ellie shifted to turn her head slightly, still not completely looking at you.

“Nobody wants that.”

“Yeah, but that’s what happening.” Ellie said, sounding frustrated and somewhat out of breath.

“What if you get hit by hunters again? or- or, hoards?” You argued, a bit louder this time.

“Is this you talking, or is this her?”

You always listened to Maria. Always.

“It’s a valid point.”

“If it were me, or Tommy, or fucking— Maria, Joel would be halfway to Seattle already.” Ellie got more and more frustrated with each word that came out of her mouth.

“Ellie, no he wouldn’t.”

“He absolutely fucking would be—“

“Ellie, we don’t even know for certain they’re from Seattle!”

“ Washington Liberation Front. That’s what you said was on those patches!” She spat, pulling away from your light grasp on her to look at you.

You immediately felt guilty, seeing her black eye, seeing her red eyes. But in all honestly, no matter how much you hated her, you didn’t want her to get hurt. She had no idea what she was walking into.

“What if they stole those jackets?” You spoke, eyeing Ellie. You knew the chances of each of them wearing a “WLF” jacket but not being apart of it was stupid, but anything to prevent Ellie from leaving.

“Thats…”

She paused.

“This is so fucked! You can’t stop me. I’m leaving tomorrow.”

“Ellie, do you have any idea what you’re walking into—“

“I don’t care. You can’t talk me out of this.”

And she meant that.

@iriecourtney here’s part 8, love <3

#tlou2 angst #lesbian #ellie williams #thelastofus2 #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #elliewilliams x femreader #tlou part two #the last of us #the last of us part two

[loremonster]

Things that happened with me in the last decade I didn't fuckin expect

Writing for the Batman fandom -> realize I'm a pansexual disaster who had a repressed crush on their best friend since gradeschool and that's why I was always trying to play matchmaker for him cause I wanted someone to love him the way I would have

Writing for the South Park fandom -> realize I'm nonbinary but didn't have the language to describe it even 5 years ago because my parents were conservative assfucks who tried to Just Not Talk About It even tho MY MOM IS THE MANLIEST MOTHERFUCKER I KNOW like 24 pack of beer let's go cut down a tree and set up a bonfire to cook over with a cast iron skillet, but LITERALLY cannot focus indoors long enough to cook an egg because OH SOMETHING OUTSIDE NEEDS TO BE DONE ( she has caused 2 fires ) and GLEEFULLY recounts whenever she's called Sir instead of maam or miss

Still Writing For The South Park Fandom -> Meet enough other autistic folks that I share life experiences with that I begin to seriously consider I may have been misdiagnosed as a kiddo as ADHD

STILL Writing For The South Park Fandom -> Fully accept I Need Help with my mental and physical health and recommit to the overwhelming process of dealing with the health system, including persuing gender affirming care once I got back to WA

Get overwhelmed when lockdown happens

Stop in the middle of an unfinished holiday special because dear god lockdown was hell and financial difficulty had forced hubby and I to move onto base where the national anthem played EVERY DAY at dawn and dusk ( a ritual known as Colors ) that IT IS EXPECTED FOR CIVILIANS TO STOP WHAT THEY ARE DOING, FACE THE NEAREST SPEAKER OR FLAG, AND REMAIN STILL UNTIL ITS OVER, but no one tells you that. Ever. If you're driving, you're expected to pull over with emergency flashers and wait until the anthem is over. Again, you are not TOLD this, and base police will come after you for it and threaten to revoke your base privileges; meaning RENDER YOU HOMELESS if you live on base.

I suddenly got REALLY interested in cults

Learned way too damn much about the Alt Right, as well as the older hate movements they grew from

Started Writing And Drawing In The Fallout Space -> Realize I'm a socialist and Holy Shit All The Things My Parents Told Me About History And Politics Was A Gigantic Crock of Shit They Got Sold In The 50's And Never Fact Checked

Burnt Out In The Fallout Space -> wow I really need to do more yoga if I'm gonna draw that much, stretching is important folks pls take breaks for the love of all that is good and holy

Lost My Routine From Burnout -> hoooooooly shit I'm Autistic how the fuck did I not realize this????????

Still Burnt Out -> but goddamn I DO WANNA DRAW THAT MUCH! I WANNA MAKE COMICS AND ILLUSTRATIONS WITH MY STORIES! I WANNA MOVE MY SHIT TO AO3 AND LEARN HOW THAT SHIT WORKS BECAUSE IM PROUD OF MY WORK AND I WANT TO SHARE IT, DAMNIT

So

That's where I'm at, lol

#personal #long post #stoner thoughts

[moyaca]

The new normal....

September 21st:

Today I start what will hopefully be a long and fruitful endeavor to help myself and others. I have recently lost my job in the worst way and time in my life. I left my good job of 3 years for a good reason. They did not want to promote me even though I had been there 3 years doing all that I asked. I think I was better to them as a low level tech going out to do all the grunt work. 

So when a great job opportunity came up that would not only give me a sizable money increase, but also a flexible work schedule and no manual labor, I jumped at the opportunity. Due to reasons, I was let go from the position only after 2 and a half months. I took that leap of faith and did not stick the landing. I think I forgot what it was like to start new in a company and certain things caused it to spiral out of control. It wasn't from the lack of doing my job correctly. I didnt of course have any experience in the field, but they offered to train me because of my prior relatable knowledge. I was using them as well to get experience in QA, so that I can then use it as a stepping stone to get into a Video Game QA job. That's the dream right? Playing video games for money. But every dream ends and reality hits you like a sobering splash of water to your face.

Now for the past week and a half I have been scrolling through job boards trying to find a way to get a job. Every post I look at makes me repulsed for the experience that is needed, or the qualifications I don't have because I did not apply myself in just the right way for the position. I squandered my youth in the same ways I do now. Nothing has changed. Is that a symptom of society or is that my mind telling me that I have always known what I wanted to do?

I have always wanted to play games, talk about anime, tv, movies, and comics. It just isn't something that people will pay for. So I need to get a traditional 9-5, to sit in an office and have somebody write me a check so I can live another day. So I can provide a decent life to my wife and dog. It repulses me just thinking about it. That sent me down a spiral of passive income searches which isn't as fruitful as I thought. It takes a lot of startup when what I need is immediate. Rent and bills are a bitch, and even when I do eventually find a job, It leaves me with no time at all to do the things that I actually want to do like writing, or playing games. So I am using the opportunity to just get things out while I have the free time to. I am not gonna stop applying for jobs of course. I need to make a living immediately to not end up in debt or evicted. Nothing would be worse for my mental health than to end up back at my parents house with a wife and dog and an apartment full of stuff crammed into my tiny bedroom.

Hopefully doing this will allow me to speak about the things I need to so they don't sit in my head becoming negative thoughts. A lot of the time I try to plan things and say “im gonna do this or i'm gonna do that,” but I learned by being a dungeon master, that it's often better to just do the things and worry about it later. Plans will die on the shores as soon as you hit land. Make a plan, throw out the plan, wing it. So I am saying fuck it. Just going to start making things and hope something sticks. 

Thanks for reading,

Chris.

#lifestyle blog #depressing shit #job loss #im tryin my best #return #journal #confession #is this relatable

[suneatersupportsquad]

red handed; colby brock

request:  im not sure if you do requests or even any imagines for colby brock anymore but i was wondering if you cold make a exception, so basically the plot is that the reader met colby through kat and since then they hit it off, now their in a secretive relationship the only person who knows is kat but she only knows the reader has a crush on colby. one day everyones hanging out in the same room room and colby is sexting the reader, sams curious to whos hes texting and they find out their dating.

dedication: @whydontweanons​

genre: fluff, subtle smut?

pairing: colby brock x gn!reader

characters: colby brock, sam golbach, katrina stuart, corey scherer, jake webber, kevin langue, brennen taylor, devyn lundy, tara yummy

word count: 1.8k

warnings: alcohol, what would probably be underage drinking, NSFW (barely), sexting (duh), mentions of COVID-19, quarantine

a/n: of course i’ll still write for sam and colby!! it’s just that, since i’m not as active of a follower of them as i used to be, my goal is to write for fandoms that i’m more invested in at the moment. but, honestly, i don’t think i could ever really stop writing for them. i love those boys so much. also this plot made me laugh so hard when i saw it in the best way possible. getting this request honestly made my day, so thank you for that!! anyways, i’m a little rusty, but here we go.

important links: masterlist

find more fics at my new blog @trapboysbunny

You and Colby had known each other for a long time - pretty much since he’d moved to LA with Sam - and you had been involved romantically just as long. You had met him and Sam through Kat on a boring Saturday night when all their friends flaked on coming to a little kickback they were hosting. Trying to be a good friend and cheer the boys up, Katrina had invited you to hopefully kickstart some emotional momentum. Your eyes met Colby’s for the first time and you clicked. Something in your gut had told you that the two of you would end up being close, and it was right. You had hit it off immediately, not taking very long to start laughing at one another’s corny jokes and telling stories over Smirnoff Ice while some random late night show played in the background. From that night on, it was history.

Since then, you two had been practically attached at the hip. If you weren’t sitting on the same room or facetiming, you were definitely texting one another. It became a running joke in your friend group that you two had evolved into a pair of siamese twins, or that being without you gave Colby separation anxiety. The two of you found it even more amusing when you actually began dating, not long after that fateful first night. It amazed the both of you that you were able to hide your relationship so well. No one had a clue. The two of you laughed about it quite often, actually, over late night phone calls and tipsy afternoons spent only with each other. No one knew, and nobody needed to know.

Colby, due to the internet and his fanbase being the way it is, preferred to keep his personal (and especially romantic) relationships more on the private side. His intent wasn’t necessarily to hide his feelings and relationship with you from his friends, but that particular topic of conversation never really came up in your friend group. Everyone had just kind of figured that everyone single would simply date someone when they were ready and tell everybody about it when they felt the time was appropriate. It wasn’t that Colby didn’t want to tell them, he just didn’t see the point in going out of his way to tell all of his friends hey after God knows how long I finally have a partner. He just didn’t want to make a big deal out of your relationship. Knowing his friends, they would definitely make it into some type of big thing, not to mention that Jake would dub the occasion as “cause for celebration” (which was really just an excuse to drink more). So Colby preferred to keep things on the quieter side for you two; neither of you wanted to make your relationship into an object for speculation.

Kat was the only person out of all of your friends to have any knowledge of your feelings for Colby. And thank God for her; if you didn’t have her to gush about Colby to, you probably would have either exploded or died. Or both. And she was there for every single second of it. She loved hearing about your movie nights, your urban exploring adventures, the sweet yet mundane things he would do to make you happy, literally anything. She ate that shit up like a man starved, and you did the same for her and Sam (regardless of the fact that their relationship was public already). You hadn’t told her explicitly about the nature of your relationship with Colby, really just gushed about your ever-growing love for the boy. Unbeknownst to you, she firmly believed that you only had feelings for Colby, clueless to the fact that the two of you had actually been dating for quite a while now. With her “go get ‘em, tiger” comments, along with similar remarks, you assumed that she had some sort of idea about your relationship with Cole, hence why you had never explicitly told her about your secret boyfriend. Kat, being the good friend that she was, never spilled your “secret” feelings to anyone else. Not even her boyfriend.

Eventually, quarantine started up amidst the international COVID-19 pandemic and you had begun practically living with the trap boys. A day without you in the house was enough to prompt concern for the boys, minus Colby who always knew the real reason why you weren’t coming over. This soon became the new normal, you taking a “day off” every few weeks to get tested just in case. At this point, it was almost comical that no one had figured out you two were dating yet.

One particular weekend afternoon, everyone in your friend group was hanging out at the house. You and Colby were sitting on opposite sides of the room, you next to Kat and Colby seated beside Sam. It was particularly warm today seeing as this Saturday landed smack in the middle of the infamous August heat wave, so you had thrown on a tank top and some shorts, nothing to flashy. Colby had dressed similarly, wearing only a muscle tee and a pair of trunks.

You were sat beside Kat, the both of you trying to listen to the story Devyn was telling. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t ignore the way your boyfriend was staring at you from across the room. You looked away from Dev for just a second to shoot him a glare when you realize exactly why he’s looking at you. The speed at which the blood rushes to your face is dizzying, and you drop your head to stare at your lap. Motherfucker- You sigh as you pull your phone out of your pocket. “Quit it with the blowjob eyes asshole,” you type before pressing the blue send button.

You feel his gaze break as his phone vibrates. Trying to ignore him, you refuse to meet his gaze again, putting all of your effort into focusing on Devyn’s story. Seconds later your phone vibrates in your pocket. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” the screen reads, and you shake your head.

“Uh huh sure ok.” You pressed send again.

Another few seconds passed and your phone vibrated again. “That shirt looks really good on you.” 

You blushed as you read the message, flustered by the comment. Brows knitting together in confusion, you looked up to find him staring back at you with a dopey grin. You hunched over your phone and sent a message back. “You really think so?”

“Yeah, of course,” Colby replied, a gray typing bubble sitting under the message. “But you know how it would look cuter?”

You cocked your head to the side and typed out your response. “How?”

“On my bedroom floor.” You almost snorted at that, clamping a hand over your mouth to prevent any noise from escaping. Typical. Thankfully no one had been paying enough attention to you to notice that you were distracted.

Colby, on the other hand, wasn’t so lucky. “Give me this, dude,” Sam said, snatching the phone out of Colby’s hand and effectively bringing the conversation on their side of the room to a halt. “You haven’t been listening for like the past 20 minutes, dude. Now let’s see what’s got you so distracted.”

“You don’t need to look at that, Sam, it’s not that important-” The tall brunette sounded slightly panicky as he reached and grappled with Sam for his phone. Sam played around for a little bit before finally reading the screen, eyes widening in amusement.

Upon finishing his reading, Sam lowered the phone and Colby relaxed, already knowing that he was caught. “So who’s ‘angelcakes,’ huh Colbert?” Sam prodded teasingly.

Colby blushed ever so slightly, rubbing the back of his neck. “They’re just a friend-”

“Which friend, huh?” Sam continued his teasing, growing louder and louder with every response until all eyes were on the two boys.

Colby shrugged, trying to be nonchalant but looking more stressed than ever in actuality. “Just a friend.”

“What do you say we call this friend, huh boys?” Sam suggested.

Kevin nodded, agreeing. “I think we definitely should.” Brennen also nodded when Sam looked to him for approval, essentially finalizing the decision.

“Okay then, let’s do this thing!” Sam yelled, earning cheers from all the other curious folks in the room. The blonde boy pressed call and Colby simply held his face in his hands.

You jumped when your phone rang, honestly having forgotten that oh shit, I’m angelcakes. Everyone turned to look at you curiously, Colby even peeking through his fingers. You didn’t even pick up the device, already knowing whose name would be lighting up the screen. “You gonna pick that up or something?” Corey asked awkwardly.

You shook your head, leaving your phone face down in its spot beside your thigh. “No, it’s probably not important anyways.”

A beat of heavy silence passed before Tara spoke. “Gee, they sure aren’t giving up. Maybe you should answer it.”

“Nah, I’m sure it’s just-”

“Yeah, you should answer the phone, Y/N,” Jake agreed, the pieces seeming to click in his head.

You sighed, burning bright red to the tips of your ears. “Okay okay, fine.” You stood and clicked the answer button. “Hello?”

And there it was, your voice echoing from Colby’s phone. The room erupted in cheers of disbelief, the boys pouncing on Colby and the girls slapping you in playful excitement. “I knew there was something going on between you two!! There’s no way there couldn’t have been -- I can’t believe you didn’t tell me!” Kat squealed, smushing you in a hug.

The rest of the girls echoed the sentiment, a chorus of ‘same’s and ‘I can’t believe you’s. It took a while for everyone to calm down but, once everyone settled, you and Cole managed to get some alone time. The two of you escaped out back, the less than mediocre breeze cooling the sweat that slicked your skin. You held each other, almost as though you were about to start slow dancing. “Damn, caught red handed, huh?”

You laughed breathily, leaning your forehead against his shoulder. “It was only a matter of time, ya know?”

“I know,” he agreed, cheek pressing against your hair. “I’m glad we don’t have to be weird around them anymore.”

“Me too,” you hummed.

Colby pulled away a little bit, just enough for him to look you in the eyes, your arms still around his neck. “Hey.”

You giggled, confused. “Hey.”

“I love you.”

You smiled your confirmation, eyes twinkling under the cheap backyard lights. “I love you.”

.x

#colby brock #colby brock fanfiction #colby brock one shot #colby brock fanfic #colby brock imagine #fanfiction #the trap house #bug.oneshots

[sarcasticace]

TLovm reaction/thought dump, ep 7, 8, 9 let’s go!!!

- i like the flashback at the beginning of ep7. it really develops these character who were really... not much more than names previously. even if ander’s motivation is a bit on-the-nose. but he doesn’t really need to be deep. he’s just a regular guy who did a horrible thing because he’s a horrible person

- which is also why i still don’t like that stonefell was made into... the wiki says duergar. presumed of course. but they’re still considered an “evil” fantasy race and tlovm plays into that. idk why the change was necessary. just make them a regular human, elf, elc etc. 

- i know where vax’s anger is coming from, but that “i will not hesitate. I WILL kill you” sounds forced.

- ohhhhh the backstory behind the pepperbox is SO COOL in animation.

-”who’s the sixth barrel for” and the fucking shadow!!!!

- not that i dislike the thing vex, vax, and keyleth have going on, but can we also give grog and scanlan some more serious moments that aren’t comic relief.

 - i find it interesting how tlovm and the original campagin have two different takes on scanlan’s solo raid on the mansion. because originally scanlan is a badass bard who is disrespected by the likes of vex. he has moments of seriousness and strategy. his raid of the mansion is all panic and improv. tlovm kinda depicts him a bit of a clown. but also an underdog trying for respect. and his teammates do respect him to a degree, but only behind his back and in moments of hardship. both versions have the same endresult, but they are also kinda different characters. like tlovm’s scanlan seems like a younger version of C1 scanlan.

- im not the biggest fan of how much of a leader vex is depicted as. i mean, if it’s anyone, it should be her atm. but vox machina has one brain cell and she does not have custody of it that often. girl wanted to storm whitestone originally. 

- “never listen to me again” stop talking then.

- “let’s not be rash, percy” she says after assuming the worst of scanlan five seconds ago.

- im tired... of constant comic relief grog. pls i just want my goliath barbarian back. the scene with him turning on his friends is good and dramatic. i just wish they made him more serious more often. because i feel like... if i watched this having known nothing about critical role, it loses something. he’s only serious moment has been with pike (and that one short moment with vax). the rest of the time he’s just the big dumb idiot who wants to kill things played for laughs.

- i love everything about keyleth trying to heal cass. from her spell components, the mutterings under her breath, her surprise and excitement then rushing in to help her friends. marisha is really bringing her A game too. and then cass just passes out. 

-”you’re the face i saw when murder entered my heart.” holy shit taliesin. oh and the eye during the gunshot flash. there are so many screenshot worthy moments of percy. id love some background wallpaper of some of these scenes.

- you know, i wasn’t sold on cass’ design originally, but it’s grown on me. especially that single streak of white. and i love her VA. the deliver is really good. her soft voice, the sadness behind her words. it just really adds something that makes me love her more.

- i absolutely love pike’s arc. love how delilah’s attack was sort of the excuse for her mind to bring her issues forward. it’s not explicit, but i got the feeling this doubt was always there in the back of her mind. the broken holy symbol was just when it started coming forward.

- god it’s like... every other scene they gotta pause to give us more vax|eth moments. pls, im begging you, give us some bonding time with any couple involving keyleth that’s not vax. 

- PIKE PIKE PIKE!!!

- archie’s death actually kinda hit me. i wasn’t expecting that. i mean, i knew he was gonna get killed off for character development, but idk just the... brutal way what’s-his-name just bisects him. it was effective.

- ANNA RIPLEY CLIFFHANGER. 

#Critical Role #TLoVM spoilers #The Legend of Vox Machina

[memecatwings]

ok i think this is the last thing im gonna say about this i might delete the original post so people stop circulating that version but ive reflected on it and reread the paragraph a few times and honestly i think i probably should have let that one simmer in the drafts for a bit bc i did not have a central point.

i had a bunch of vague statements and topics connected together by string and i personally could feel how they were connected it made sense when i wrote it at the time but after coming back to it it really did not make sense. it's extremely vague and leaves a lot up to interpretation which is generally how my first drafts go but it did accidentally open the door to a lot of discussion which i thought was neat there are a lot of different ways people interpreted that post different people picked out different ideas i had presented as the main idea of the post when really i had just been playing darts blindfolded and there was no main idea. it was interesting to have someone mad at me for telling people to do their own research and demand i source my post though because looking back at it like,, what would there be to source? i was under the impression that it was common knowledge that hollywood films are screened by the military and that the mcu has a contract with them, was that necessary to source? how would i have sourced that the main villain in the falcon and winter soldier show uses a red handprint as a symbol just like,, look at a picture maybe? those were really the only statements i made i implied that there may be a connection between the decision to give the flag-smashers a red handprint and mmiwg but you cant source speculation and implications the source is my brain i wasnt making statements that needed to be backed up i stated what i believed to be known facts and everyone else filled in the blanks. that post was a general reminder to keep certain things about the mcu in mind as they watched the new show because it freaked me out that people weren't discussing the blatant propaganda in it. some people caught on to where my train of thought was going and corrected me on misinformation which im thankful for and some people assumed i was tin-hating and called me crazy which is fair ig but i so badly want to study the people who interpreted it as me saying that the us government told disney specifically to create a villain for their comic book tv show that would discredit a specific Indigenous social justice movement like howd your mind go that way?? i make outlandish mental connections because of my unmedicated adhd whats going on with you?????? im obsessed with those people who took my vague statements and crafted them into a conspiracy theory like there's some possibility in there hollywood has done it before but thats no where in the realm of what the original post was about even as vague as it was i was vaguely gesturing in the direction of appropriation not government plots. im worried that i may have drawn the wrong kind of attention to mmiw and if so im deeply sorry for that it was wrong for me to speak on them in that context and if i offended any Indigenous people by doing so i apologize i always try my best to avoid being That White Person but sometimes you impulsively post things without thinking and i meant no disrespect and i apologize if ive spoken over anyone in some way. im not offended by nor am i defensive over getting called out on my bullshit but bad faith anons make it really hard to convey sincerity they turn everything you say back around at you and demand you beg for forgiveness just for existing and if i had been a dumb teenager this would have been a good chance for an alt-right group to swoop in to try to convert me so that whole "just admit you dont care and stop being performative" shit really made me angry more than anything else guilt-tripping isnt a good look :// but i guess overall this was a good learning experience and i'll avoid mistakes like this in the future

#longpost #btw this is more a reflection post for myself so uhh #dont reblog #im gonna ignore any bad faith anons who inbox me about that post from now on tbh #also thanks to people who sent me supportive asks! #i didnt publish them bc i was worried about how it would be Percieved 😭 #im also surprised all this happened and i Dont want to delete my tumblr and drop off the grid #ive been taking this over the counter suppliment to try to manage my adhd and i think its working besties rsd Under Control #i think i managed to stay pretty calm and im not spiraling so ❤️

[t-underneaththeradardancing]

u mitta scene the vid - and wunder wtf - t - i thot u sick 

yah - i do have good moments tho - i take advantage - time spent setting up - tuning - practice - cosplay -  recording -15 min - i wuz exhausted out of breath and sweating by the end - felt better than i have in daze - promptly lay down for a bit 

went out for a few minutes - mailed a couple bills - 1 block away - warm sunny - no contact w anyone within 15 feet - fed a few of my murder  - slow af fuck walk up 3 flights of stairs - lungs - esp damaged ones being attacked - need some exercise or pneumonia and fluid settles in - i make it up without needing emergency inhaler - yah i completely stop at every landing - catch breath let heart rate slow - lay down for a while 

did some dishes - not many - took maybe 10 minutes and im slow window gaze - a bit baked cant remember if i already washed or rinsed - but standing in place and using arms aggravates sciatica and the activity makes me slightly out of breath - easily back in control tho - not quite exhausted but - i lay down for a bit 

sometimes just lie down for a bit after lying down for a bit - watch some financial news during day - have made trades most planned at various steps down in the market - expecting it to go down more but tbh im not paying enuff attention to take any of my advice - this could - i dont think it will - but get a lot worse - i have cash and skillz to ride it out - anyway after watching financial news for a while - i turn on something mindless - the new shaft w samuel jackson - omg how fing violent do we hafta get and how stylized - anyway mindless - im not really watching anywaze - drift til sleep - play w kitty - watch a few minutes financial - sip coffee- back to mindless maybe sleep a bit 

thats my daze - not much diff than lately w isolation except i would b making more vid snippets and spam product lol - its not product - we dont really gaf if we even break even - we want ppl to listen read look absorb transcend  dance sing go out and make their own art and get on board the love train which im workin onna arrangement donchu know but that wip been a while 

so doing a little toward dinner - mashed potatoes boiling - thats not exactly grueling lol - well i gotta chop some garlic and onions - i prolly - u got it - lay down for a bit when finished 

i did a bit more today than lately cuz i felt better - there are prolly gonna b days i dont feel as well - the recovery for most ppl seems to b slow and treacherous  - imma recover 

and if i dont 

NO FUCKING REGRETS 

imma being sent more love -thots - wishes - prayers and imma lucky motherfucker with the best friends in the world - here reel d hybrid - ppl who only have known me as t - a performance art conceptual comedian ( fool t fool - u dont even wanna b a comic ) who plays guitar and whines - i mean mean sings sometimes and ppl who know most everything - most somewhere in between - tho u no t - tmi always 

im ok - i think - i mean - i have a fukken flu - odds say corona esp since flu season over - seems to b a milder version - have a plan w my doc to get thru 

alive and functioning well enuff to be glad im alive 

love you all 

#poetry i guess

[sebastianshaw]

Do you have any headcanons for Shinobi's mother? I'd have thought Shinobi would have visited her or something in the comics, he acts as if he's alone but at least he has his mother.

I have a lot! Firstly, I named her Miyu Fujiwara because GODDAMMIT SHE DESERVES A NAME! Secondly, I can’t believe any Japanese woman let her son be named Shinobi, let alone named him that herself, so I hc she actually named him Shinobu but either he mispronounced it a lot as a small child, or Shaw did, and Shinobi just kinda became his nickname and it stuck.The coincidence of it actually having meaning was just that, coincidence, but hopefully with cute stuff like him zipping around the house going MOMMY IM A NINJA (kids love ninjas) and her being like that’s right you’re my little ninja!!!A conception date that doesn’t mean he cheated on Lourdes (because I don’t see him doing that, he was a different man back then and he was crazy about her) is difficult. He’s said to have met Lourdes while he was still poor, meaning before he was 30, yet doesn’t propose to her until after his induction into the Hellfire Club, which is probably when he’s at least 40. So he’s known her 20 years, though they may not have been a couple the whole time. Shaw first shows up in 1980. Shin first shows up in like, 1991, and he seems to be in his early 20s, so I’d say he was born in the late 60s or early 70s, when Shaw would have been in his 30s. He definitely had met Lourdes then and was probably a couple with her. So my conclusion is that, given their very long courtship, they either had an understanding early in the relationship that they weren’t yet totally committed to each other and could “play the field”...or Lourdes introduced Shaw to swinging/open relationships. Cuz like...Shaw is the kink king now, but his pre-Hellfire past indicates a guy who was SUPER vanilla, he didn’t even party in college at all, whereas Lourdes was a Hellfire Club member before he was and she knew about the darker aspects of the club that most normal members did not. So if someone at that point was gonna say “hey dear how do you feel about partner-swapping and/or orgies?” at that point, it would actually be LOURDES, not Shaw (imagine his FACE omg). Which is so bizarre to imagine. So that’s my hc how he met/knocked up Miyu.So, if that’s the case, Miyu COULD have been a Hellfire Club member, and wealthy in her own right, but I don’t think that’s the case. I think Shaw was supporting her and Shinobi, and I think the reason she was with him wasn’t material gain for herself, but for a better future for Shinobi. He was the mixed-race kid of a single mother who was also a WOC, possibly an immigrant, in the 1970s, he needed all the help he could get. Shaw’s money and connections could buy that. I think she loved Shinobi very much but didn’t know how to stop Shaw from abusing him, nor did she know how to stop him from coming by or how to cut ties with him. He’s not a guy a normal person can hide from, and prior to him deciding Shinobi was a lost cause, he would have seen it as her taking his heir away if she’d tried, so he would have tracked them pretty easily and just been pissed. I think she tried to make it up to Shinobi by just being as loving and indulgent as she could, and ended up spoiling him as much as Shaw hurt him. Like if he expressed even the slightest interest in a toy, she’d buy it for him instantly, she made sure he had the nicest clothes, went to the best schools, and never scolded him for ANYTHING because she felt he got enough of that from his father. She likely saw he didn’t have friends, and probably got him more stuff in hopes that other kids would play with him if he had nice things to share with them. I think she just felt terribly guilty, and her way of trying to counteract Shaw’s abuse just ended up actually contributing to why Shin is so maladjusted (though nowhere NEAR as much as Shaw’s damage did, of course)Shinobi has a home in Japan and speaks fluent Japanese, so I think he grew up with a strong connection to his mother’s culture, which would indicate she has one herself. So I headcanon that she has family in Japan and they went to visit. But I also headcanon that there’s a lot of tension between her and her immediate family, to the point of possibly unofficially disowning her, that was either caused or exacerbated by Shinobi’s birth and her being supported by Shaw without being married to him, like they see her as just basically choosing to be his whore/mistress when she doesn’t “have” to be, and that’s why she can’t turn to them for help and support either (and why Shin doesn’t seem to have any family besides her and Shaw) I headcanon she’s the daughter of Japanese immigrants, with one or both sets of grandparents in Japan, and one of those sets at least still accepts her so she visits them and thus Shinobi has some positive associations with the place/culture as the one place he has family (besides his mom) who don’t reject him.I think she has/had some kind of low-level office job that she supported herself and Shinobi with once Shaw gave up on him and withdrew his support, but it makes a LOT less than what he was sending, so it caused a huge shift in their lifestyle---they had to moved from a big house to a small apartment, Shin was pulled out of his fancy private school, he didn’t get any more nice toys all the time, etc. And this just made her feel more terrible and she tried to be even more indulgent to Shin, albeit she couldn’t do it materially anymore. But Shaw also wasn’t wrong when he said Shinobi was “coddled”.She’s still alive, as we know by Shin mentioning her in the context of wanting to protect her from his dealings with the Japanese crime underworld, and I think the one of the first things he did after making big $$$ was put her up in a really nice place, one near enough to visit her but far enough she couldn’t drop in unexpectedly on him and catch wind of his criminal activities (or orgies...or substance abuse...) She wants to be proud of him, she does, but the truth is she’s just suspicious because she knows this money can’t be coming from anywhere legit and she’s TREMENDOUSLY worried about what he might have gotten himself into. When he disappeared (aka after his dad killed him) I think she assumed he was murdered by whatever criminals he had fallen into and was totally devastated. But I’m also hoping that post-resurrection on Krakoa he’s going to contact her and let her know he’s alright. Also she loves him mutant or not. 

#shinobi headcanons #miyu #headcanons #sebastian shaw headcanons #Anonymous

[bloomtech]

( Alberto Rosende + NB Man + He/They ) isn’t that Carlos Tavor over there singing?  they’ve been in bloom for one year and I didn’t know they did that. somehow i know they’re a twenty-six-year-old stage tech. i’m pretty sure they’re bi with a strong preference for men and i heard they’re into hair pulling + oral fixation they’re staying at bloom court so maybe you stand a chance. ♡ penned by Terry & pacific & he/they/it

mic.off: Hey!! My name is Terry and I’ll be penning for Carlos and another baby ( hopefully ) sdlfkj I haven’t been in a group RP in a while and I'm very excited. I'm twenty-five and I’m an nb trans man as well as being gay sdljkf Carlos is a new muse that I have yet to write for so bare with me if he’s not totally realized. Here’s some info about him! Apologies I’m not the BEST at writing bios. There are two people mentioned in his bio Iris and Iris’ ex-boyfriend, both id’ totally love to see realized here in wanted connections if anybody is at all interested. 

Name: Carlos Alvaro Tavor 

Age: Twenty six

Sexuality: Bi with a heavy preference for men, he’s not at all opposed to being with a woman and is attracted to them it’s just basically easier for a man/male aligned person to get in bed with him or have a flirty romantic relationship than for a binary woman

Gender: NB man, he’s amab but like what the fuck is gender anyway?

Family and friends: Carlos has four sisters, one mother, three best friends back home and little to no friends at bloom. He tends to focus all his energy and attention into his job so even if you know him, he’s only been there about a year so it’s likely he won’t consider anyone a friend yet. His father passed away in an incident he doesn’t wish to discuss. 

Sexually: Carlos is a verse, he tends to prefer being the submissive one but most definitely enjoys dominating the situation as well. Top or bottom is fine real men get pegged and he has an oral fixation and loves giving head to his partners regardless of what they have going on. He’s kinda into dirty talk but if you try and get him to speak Spanish during sex he’s just gonna fuckin leave lskjdhfjsdfg he has no patience for that Latin lover bullshit

Bio: Carlos was born the youngest of five children and the first and only boy of his parents. His father died when he was about two years old and only he, his family and his best friend Iris really know all the details, he really clams up when asked about it.

 When he was four he met Iris, an Irish girl who would later turn out to be his very best friend.

 They were inseparable and saw each other through so many hardships, their families even becoming very close and Iris’ father and Carlos’ mother even grew closer as well. 

Carlos lived a pretty basic childhood if you asked hi. He picked up music from a very young age as a way to stay connected to his Cuban roots, learning the guitar, piano and how to sing. He could never get lessons because his mother was working three jobs to support five children ( his two oldest sisters also had part-time jobs while attending high school ) so he would never even consider asking. He considered it a blessing when he got his acoustic for his fourteenth birthday, crying when his mom told him she’d been saving up for it since he was ten and she saw him dancing around the living room strumming an air guitar to some of his favorite songs. He hugged his mom and promised to keep it safe and loved ( which he has, he still owns it to this day though it’s age is beginning to show a bit he’s never let any harm come to it ) 

When he entered high school is when things got, complicated. He was still a pretty average guy, he loved comics and videogames and anime, he joined band and theater as a stage tech. There he found his other calling, production. Turns out he was just as comfortable behind the stage as he was on it and was a natural leader with keeping things in check and order. Freshman year was also a big change for him because of Iris’ boyfriend, and not ... why you’d think. Or maybe exactly why you’d think cause he’s a giant gay cliche. He ended up being very attracted to the tall, intimidating heterochromatic jock. 

which was, scary. like really really scary because he felt he’d never really been THAT into guys before. Sure he’d thought guys were hot but .. so do most guys right? Yeah no.  Throughout his freshman year, Carlos quickly realized he was more in the middle of the Kinsey scale, finding attraction in men, women and pretty much everyone he met depending on the person. Iris supported him fully in this discovery, though never knowing about his massive crush on her then-boyfriend, and even helped him understand his gender confusion and pick up the non-binary label and they pronouns. 

Which, is why come junior year when Iris is doubting her own sexuality, Carlos had her back and helped her come to realize she was, in fact, a lesbian. Her at the time boyfriend was surprisingly perfectly okay and supportive and stayed close friends with them both which just made Carlos fall even more smitten with the stupid sexy het jock goddamnit. 

Enough about his highschool pining drama, Carlos graduated with honors and worked his ass off to get a full-ride scholarship to a moderately known performing arts school where he honed his skills both behind and on the stage as a performer for years. Graduating with a degree in music production with a minor in stage management. 

With the support of two of his best friends he launched himself into the world and was, immediately exhausted and sad. Playing bar after underpaying bar, working low pay low appreciation stage tech and management jobs he was almost ready to quit the music industry entirely were it not for his sisters and Iris especially. Eventually, Iris ex saw an advertisement saying bloomfest was looking for new stage crew and tried to convince Carlos to go saying this would be good for him and help him find a place where his talent and craft are truly appreciated. 

After talking it over with Iris, his mom, his sisters he found they all agreed and said he should go so, taking a chance his basic ass never thought he would he packed up his bags and moved to bloomfest as a permanent resident and employee. While he hasn’t been there long he’s made a name for himself as a reliable tech who will go above and beyond to get what you need and get it done even if he’s a bit grumpy about it. While his official job is dealing with stage tech, he spreads himself wherever he is needed in bloomfest and can often be found doing many odd jobs around in bizarre places. It’s just the kind of person he is. Helpful to a fault. 

Personality: He’s a bit grumpy seeming when you first meet him, but that’s just because of how little sleep the idiot gets. He’s actually an absolute puppy if you don’t upset him. Loyal to a fault, eager to please and always willing to make friends if it’s not getting in the way of his work. He’s a bit more, bitter towards musicians at Bloom fest simply because he’s jealous, and a bit sick of catering to the needs of over specific spoiled musicians and recieving no credit for his hard work or even a thank you. Don’t take it personal, if you have a good additude he’s likely to warm up fast. He’s always down to play flirt or real flirt really, he’s a fuckign flirt of flirts nobody is safe ( unless they say like hey im uncomfortable don’t do that then of course he’d stop but you get the idea ) He’s got a passion for music and creative arts, and a special love for comics, videogames and anime. Due to his oral fixation you’ll often see him with hard candy or gum or his batman shaped chewey necklace! He’s also FIERCELY protective of women so watch out for that cause he can and will punch you.

Strengths: Loyal, skilled, charming, kind, creative, hard working.

Weaknesses: Too trusting, quick to solving things on his own without thinking, stretches himself too thin, kinda snippy at times, closed off to really falling in love due to emotional traumas from his past, 

#bloom.intro #bloomselfie #holy frikoli this is the most iv'e written about a character in a while #mic.off

[onepunchmiss]

OPM s2 e9 Live Blog

“The Troubles of the Strong”

GOSH DANG 2 HOUR COMMUTES FROM WORK I woke up at 4am just to get to work early specifically so I could leave early I could watch this episode sooner because THIS IS THE EPISODE IVE BEEN WAITING FOR FOREVER OK Ive just been vibrating at my desk all day fluctuating somewhere between ‘awerstdyfcvgbjhkn’ and ‘SADFVYNTBGVRFCE’ IM NOT mentally or emotionally prepared so WITHOUT FURTHER DELAY IMMA WATCHHHH

as always I’m watching from the perspective of someone who is up to date on the Web comic and Manga

“I know that head” *Immediatley cuts to opening theme* I SCREAM i wasnt expecting that nor am I prepared to see Zombieman not even the same 2 pictures of him that ive seen all season help my stomach is in knots and i cannot

asdfghjkl I can tell already this live blog is gonna be SOOOOO BIAS just cause IM WAITING for THE THING annd the rest is great and all but I CANT FOCUS ON ANYTHING Im really not gonna do the episode over all justice im sorry sdfghjk

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I CALLED IT IT WAS SONIC THE DOODLE WAS SONIC i was holding my breath cause I knew there was a VERY SLIM CHANCE it would be Z but i felt it in my gut It would be sonic uhg phew ok not dead yet

lol Bakuzan stopping mid boast and just screaming dude you should’ve known then and there to quit oh my god the music is SO excessive right now I’m very distracted it better be part of the gag… or not ok

Saitama just casually explaining stuff I love him so much sweetheart,,, pft “I was bored”, honestly I just appreciate how anime captures the beats every time Saitama delivers a line like that, we expect it but it never fails to make me cackle. Also, “that kind of strength should be illegal” he says to SAITAMA yeah ok

OH!!!! GENOS BB stop getting obliterated please Dr. Kuseno is old what are you going to do when you can’t rely on him for repairs and EYYY Shout out to Atomic, Tatumaki, Flash, and King for the cameos. Genos, are you really underestimating your Sensei like that?? Are you the real genos?????

OH MY GOD DID THEY JUST GIVE SUIRYU A SAITAMA FACE WHAT IS THIS CURSED IMAGE

ok in all seriousness Suiryu’s voice actor is killin it like I legit feel bad for they guy getting dragged by Saitama, U hav my respect Suiryu I still might not like you all that much but damn u makin me feel that character development

THIS IS SUCH A CUTE FACE

guys I love saitama so much be still my heart it hurts ;-; this scene chouldne be as heart warming as it is right now hhhhhhhhhhh

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH PRISONER PRISONER FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFSDGFSDGS I FORGOT U WERE GONNA SHOW UP I HAVE AN ODD LOVE HATE RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR CHARACTER BUT GD ARE YOU ENTERTAINING AS HELL HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYOU BIG HAPPY IDIOT IM SCREAMING IM SO CONCERNED OH MY GOD THEY SHOWED THE BUTT RINGING I FEEL SO CONFLICTED AM I EXCITED?? SCARED?? PROBABLY BOTH

ok ok ok ok ok ok ok so now that the tournament is officially over I know theres still a lot to cover this ep before Z???? BUT my bloodpressure WILL NOT CALM DOWN cause WHAT IF they do thingS OUT of ORDER IM ON HIGH ALERT HIGH ALERT WHAT IF I DIE

OH HI KING HELP IM HAVING ANXIETY YOU KNOW HOW THAT BE RIGHT MY DUDE aw omg how are they both so cute looking right now??? WAIT also that was a smooth transition from Saitama Face™ to serious face woah ?? You know, with all that talk I wonder what the end game is for Saitama? Like, will the series end seriously or on a joke? He gonna find a real challenge or will it somehow be another one-punch? I am completely undecided tbh…

...i wanted king to finish saying “daze” so badly right thereu said yare yare plz give me the meme plz Ok the way Saitama keeps saying ‘Kinggu’ is weirding me out also ng is great and this is very nicely drawn

...plussireaditinamanga… PFFFTTT the VOICE ACTING-- King is such a good friend for Saitama really thank goodness for him ASDFGHJKL THE WHOLE REST OF THE EXCHANGE IS SO GOOD ‘OK JERKOFF’ im d y i n g

I MISSED YOU PLZ COME BACK TO THE REGULARLY SCHEDULED BEING A LIL SHIT PLZ UR BEAUTIFUL also the king movements on the bike looked pretty neato

OK Honestly though why does no one know what the Hero Hunter is supposed to look like?? How is that not common knowledge among heroes by now?????

SCREECHING IM SCREECHING THE SECOND MOST IMPORTANT THING IN THIS EPISODE (i hope???? its running kinda late and I’m worried???????) THE NINJAS THE NINJA DUO ITS THEMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM theyre so pretty i cri ????

OK MONSTER WIND LOOKS REALLY COOL I DIG I DIGGGG also I REALY dig the ominous music  and as this scene is nearing its end MY HEART IS POUNDING HELP  

MARSHALL  GORILLA IM HYPERVENTILATING AND SCREAMING AND MY PALMS ARE SWEATING ARM SPAGHETTI HELP MY EYES ARE WATERING TOO

my hands are shaking as im typing and i cant stop laughing nervously and my through is dry this is NOT NORMAL typing is hard im afraid to push play im afraid

its been 5 minutes i cant push play i cant

I MADE A MISTAKE THEY DIDNT SHOW THE OTHER HEROES FIRST HES ON MY SCREEN I CANT STOP  MY LEGS SHAKING I BREATHE

tfw ive been just mumbling oh my god oh my god nope nope nope for 10 minutes help help help nope

hes on my screen but i cant push play i cant open the tab i cant

everything is so much easier if i didnt FEEL but I have FEELINGS \

I cant even look at him i cant hes too perfect help

30 minutes i can breathe but like shaking ???? ???

ok it only took 45 minutes alright ok ok ok open the tab and PUSH the BUTTON

I lied it took an hour i still cant look at the screen im gonna die this man will be the death of me I CANT GO 2 SECONDS WITHOUT PAUSING AND SCREAMING WHY CAN I REREAD THE CHAPTER OVER AND OVER BUT CANT LISTEN TO HIM FOR 2 SECONDS WHY

OK im gonna start counting how many times I’ve paused from now on its been AT LEAST 8 so lets start there.

9

10

11 long pause his voice im crying his face

12

13 just look at him I cant my stomach

14 “DRAT” help me

15 i keep switching tabs but cant push play again oh no

16

17

18 I just noticed he definitely has eyebrows here asdfghjkl

19

20

21

NO COME BACK TORTURE ME SOME MORE WITH YOUR PERFECT GENERAL PRESENCE that was the most exhausting 1.5 hours asdfghjkl what if they dont make a season 3 what if I never see him in motion again what if i just die

OH MY GOD DRIVE KNIGHT MY MYSTERIOUS SON THANK YOU I CAN BREATHE DISTRACT ME PLZ

WAIT

DESTROCHLORIDIUM I CANT HANDLE THIS EPISODE I JUST REALLY CANT I JUST AND THE HEKKIN CAPTION HE GOT A BAD CASE OF THE RUNS AND OMFG MY FAVORITE GAROU MOMENT FROM THE MANGA THUS FAR NEXT WEEK I !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i… no recap this week. i think my feelings on the ep are obvious.  Thanks for reading and somehow managing to get this far? I appreciate yall so much really. Thank you for following me being nuts as I am. I seriously mean it. I’ll see yall next week with the next with the next episode!

#im so conflicted #we probably wont see him again for a long time if ever #but #werzetxdycfguvbhinjomk #gott im himmel hilf mir #ich sterb ich bin tot hilf #was kann ich tu #nichts #das kann mann nichts #kann man nichts machn #fertig #alles mir egal ich bin tot #mein mann er ist angekommen bitte geh noch nicht bleib bitte #zombieman #my love #my husband #one punch man #live blogging #opmiss mumbling #hellfire flame #sos sonic #tempest wind #king #saitama #garou #suiryu #spoilers #anime

[dvrkhclme-blog]

✕ — wasn’t that raven darkholme wandering the streets of new york, 1973? civilians know them as mystique and see them as a villain. as far as i know, the one hundred and fifty+ year old stands with the x-men (sometimes), and are rumoured to be pretty deceptive & misanthropic. ( julianne moore / gender-fluid / typically she/her ) 

{ trigger warnings : mental illness, suicide, sexual abuse, drugs, terrorism, murder  }

hey everyone, i’m sophia!! i’m trash and neglected the intros for all my babies soooo i’m finally getting to them now!! anyways, i’m super excited to be here at 1973hq & i hope we can all be good friends!! <3 sooo. more about my first baby aka my murder!baby under the cut  

LEVEL 1: INTRODUCTORY INFORMATION ABOUT MY MYSTIQUE //

im not even gonna touch the mceu version of mystique ok thx therefore shes gonna be combination of comics mystique and a bunch of my own headcanons — soooo

LEVEL 2: SURFACE LEVEL MYSTIQUE — THE GOOD, THE BAD, THE UGLY // 

( skip this part if youre familiar with the mcu its basically a shortened version of her bio )

the binch is oLD ok??/ old af. probably several centuries old. i’d say 200 years old at minimum but its never really been disclosed

don’t even get me started on wtf i think happened to her to fight just to survive at age 12 when her mutation kicked in bcus,,, yike

her entire life has been characterized by betrayals. whether it be mystique betraying someone else (most likely) or her being betrayed by someone else (in the case of destiny)

her n destiny met in the early 20th century. destiny asked her to help decode her prophecies and to stop the terrifying ones from being fulfilled. they fell in Luv. they are partners. gay ass partners. (the original idea for mystique n destiny was for nightcrawler to be their canon kid. via mystique in a males body. but this was retconned bcus of homophobia thx but i’d personally love this hc if we get a kurt & it’s ok w/ them anyway )

anyway after ww2 she met sabertooth n had her first (canonically recorded) kid, graydon. who. lo n behold, she abandoned.

that’ll be a trend, fyi, better watch out for that

but graydon turned out to be a mutant hating human so thats fun

then mystique from our time went back in time in attempt to assassinate graydon (which doesnt, in the end, work),,,, also fun

then she gets married to a wealthy german count,,, uses her power to start seducing other people, when she meets azael who  manipulates and seduces her. has nightcrawler via azael ,, its cool

raven murdered her husband and was then regarded by her townsfolk n as a demon. she escaped but abandoned kurt,,, also cool

she adopts raven then. and actually genuinely loves her. (more on this in the next section)

she founds the 3rd version of the brotherhood n they do more terrorist shit good job mystique #magnetowasright

sike mystique betrayed  magneto and turned him into the government, turned the brotherhood into the freedom force, n started working for the gov. working for freedom force is when destiny died and that triggered one of mystiques many breakdowns (also more on this below)

she was v depressed at this time and taken advantage of by the shadow king. raven let herself be brainwashed by the government into thinking she was her own government handler to take down the shadow king. didnt work. he torments her the rest of her life. yike.  

she had nanotech put into her head so the government could force her to work for x-factor, while with them she finds out destiny during their partnership had other partners and kids she didnt know about and one was a mutant

graydon has this mutant savagely beaten. before mystique can kill graydon for this, hs followers kill him n turn him into a martyr. super fun. cue operation zero tolerance.

mystique went undercover as the senators wife for a while n used her connections to the fbi to do shadier shit

she then ran away and took some random chicks form and became a model and made a ton of cash — u go girl

except this kinda sucked for her because she moved into a penthouse suite which in the neighbouring building had skulls plotting to take down mankind. they framed her for a murder, her powers stopped working, n she was arrested

the government eased all her alternate identities and froze all her assets and access to the money she and destiny saved up for decades. cue another mental breakdown

then she finds out destiny was responsible for founding the anti-mutant conspiracy mystique spent her whole life trying to stop, and that destiny also didnt give medical attention to mutant kids who were deformed from their mutations

long story short she has an even worse breakdown n goes completely nihilistic, realizing she cant change the world for the better, she remakes the brotherhood and impersonates moira mctaggert to get her research on the legacy virus  

a bunch more shit happens with raven ending up in the care of homeland security. xavier makes a deal with her and breaks her out. everyont thought she tried to kill xavier,,, when she didnt actually,,, because xaviers a shady fuck,,, but oh well. rogue disowns her for it. leads to another mental breakdown.

because of this she decides fuq u xavier and creates a mutant kid identity for herself known as foxx and joins the xmen to stop rogue and remy’s relationship

she helped the x-men during this time n also helped save rogue’s life via the messiah baby. but once again her intentions are misconstrued

she snaps again and impersonates bobby drake’s girlfriend & gets the poor boy hospitalized

norman osborn then recruited her to the dark x-men, injected her with nanites, then helped logans soul to hell, but then changed her mind and helped get him back. when he got back tho he uh. well. killed her. her and sabretooth were both resurrected by the hand (more on this later)

mystique then rejoined the brotherhood, impersonated alison, and took her place as mutant liaison for shield, harvesting her DNA to make MGH (mutant growth hormone)

LEVEL 2.5: MYSTIQUE’S PLACE IN THIS VERSE

i imagine she went back in time to 1973 under the guise of helping people & being “reformed” but in reality she was also doing shady mystique shit on the side and probably trying to tie up some loose ends, whether it be with graydon, the shadow king, destiny, or someone else. or probably a combination

anyways now shes staying w/ the x-men part time and playing Good Girl for now. she wants to show everyone that shes reformed n better n just wants to do things for the betterment of mutant kind. wants 2 get their trust too

shes pretty. level headed right now i’d say. betsy braddock helped her during one of her mental breakdowns by telepathically realigning her fragmented psyche — she’s still mystique n still awful but not as chaotic anymore. and less prone to attack rogue or other people aimlessly. it’s much more goal oriented now.

LEVEL 3: MYSTIQUES PSYCHE //

ok so she identifies as gender fluid bcus she shape shifts forms but also because i imagine shes so sick of having sexualized herself all these decades to get what she wants that shes just fed up with gender norms and thinks theyre bullshit. she’s fine to go by she/her pronouns but she doesnt really identify as a specific gender in my head

she drinks but mostly absinthe and only w/ people she trusts. along those lines it’s similar for drugs but she loves a good high and a good hallucination

she has bouts of psychosis that her wiki defines as schizophrenia. it manifests in much more anger and aggression. hallucinations. delusions — especially presecutory and grandiose delusions — lack of pleasure (hence the nihilism), social withdrawal, and poverty of speech. her sense of identity becomes so fractured that she cant keep herself consistently in one body without it taking all of her concentration — and sometimes that isn’t even enough. she gets lots of mood and cognitive changes during these episodes — and completely loses her sense of self

despite her grandiose ego she’s actually very self conscious and refuses to look in a mirror. actually she’s scared of her appearance. she cant look at herself normally in fear of seeing a monster look back

this is also the reason she was so easily deceived by azael. he looked like a monster, too, and embraced her for how she is. he didnt make her change to fit another appearance that couldve been “more beautiful”

lastly, her motives for doing things??? are always for the betterment of mutantkind. over time this got very skewed and her belief became that the only way for mutants to actually live is for all humans to die. shes a terrorist through and through, but she loves mutants. she just has a personal vendetta against the x-men that’s grown over the years — her constantly being betrayed by people during her episodes of psychosis and the x-men never actually believing the real story (but also like. why would they??? shes often so awful too)

shes attempted suicide canonically in the past. she loses control of herself. it’s also heavily implied she’s been assaulted in the past. anyways shes a sad baby too

— so thats about it for my murder baby! yike this got a lot longer than i expected it to but anyways i cant wait to write her with all of you!! <3

#「 classified. 」 #﹠⋅ 。✗ ꜰɪʟᴇ. ⋮「 ── who am i? that is not a question easily answered. 」 #73:intro

[jackandmarksavedme88]

My hero. My Love

@ashphoenix06 @nekob00 @honestlyitsjustkennaswriting @emma-wrote @goldenoceanarps

"Jackie, im not always going to be around to make you mad when you need to use your powers you know?"

"Marvin, i know! But you do it so well and i want to practice" Jackie laughed

The magician and the hero were in the backyard of their big house. Jackie was practicing his powers, throwing energy from his hands into his enemy, and Marvin is the one brother who knew how to push his buttons and help bring it out. Jackie hadnt *quiet* gotten it under complete control, but he was getting there.

'Cmon Jackie, im tired' Marvin said. 'Weve been out here an hour. And you singed my shirt dude'

'Ok ok, get your boxers out of a twist. Lets go inside' Jackieboyman said, laughing.

As they walked in they heard Jack and Chase talking. And then a female spoke

"Wait....is that?" Marvin said to Jackie

"...Christine?"

They both ran to the kitchen and slid to a stop.

Their brothers stood talking to a woman, about 5'4", brown hair to her shoulders. She turned as they came barreling in and laughed

"Marvin! Jackie! There yall are!'

Christine was a family friend of Jack's. Shed grown to love the Septic Boys and came to visit when she could and always commuicated with them, she knew about Anti, knew about Marvin's magic....however Jackieboy Man was something she didnt know about. Jackie didnt want her having that knowledge and being in a different city, he didn't want to take that chance.

This was a suprise though

"What are you doing here???' Jackie said as he picked her up into a hug

"Ah!" She squealed and laughed 'I had time off work and was bored. So here i am!'

She gave Marvin a big hug and they all went and sat down.

"How are you?! We missed you!" Jackie said. Hed always had a bit of a soft spot for Christine

"Im okay! Making it!" She laughed "I told Jack i was tired of seeing him on my computer and tired of only talking to yall on the phone. So, i said screw it. Im my own boss anyway, im taking vacation time!'

The five of them caught up, laughing and talking

*******

A few hours later it was just Christine and Jackie

"So, J you want to go grab something to eat?" Christine asked after the tv show theyd been watching was over

"Yeah. I can always eat!" He laughed. Lets go!'

She slipped her shoes on and they walked outside and headed for the diner that wasnt too far from the house.

As they walked Jackie studied her out of the corner of his eye. When did she get so pretty? Shed always been cute to him, but now she was just plain out pretty. She seemed...different

'So Christi...whatve you been up to? I havent been able to talk to you much except through text. You seem....different'

She smiled. "Yeah. I feel more relaxed. Ever since i finally published my book and got on the best seller list, i feel like i can breathe. Ive been doing book tours and all that, but im finally in a position that i get to make my own hours and take a break when i need too... Its good for the soul."

"Well. Relaxed looks great on you i have to say Miss Jaymes" Jackie said smiling

She laighed softly and he saw a hint of a blush creep across her face

"So. Have you thought about your new book?"

"No. I mean. I have one idea but...its dumb"

"Why? What is it?" Jackie asked curiously

"Youll laugh. I mean. Itd still be fiction, but based on someone real...."

"Oh? Who?"

She laughed and blushed crimson "okay okay. You know the hero Jackieboy Man that everyone talks about?'

Jackie stopped stiffly "uh...yeah. What about him?"

'Well, a few friends and i were having drinks and started throwing ideas around of like a comic or book with him in it. It be all made up obviously but... I dont know. I wouldn't want to get something wrong and offend him or anything, you know?" She laughed and they started walking again.

"Heh. Well. Im sure he wouldnt mind. Youre a really good writer....... Just give him a very pretty girlfriend" he laughed

Christine rolled her eyes and smacked him in the arm. "Typical man...oh theres the diner!"

They went inside and ordered. When the food came they ate and talked more. Jackie couldnt remember the last time he was so comfortable outside of the house.

When it cane time to leave Jackie got up to pay "oh no sir, this is on me!' Christine said standing up.

"Oh cmon Christi. No way"

"Yes way....if it makes you feel better you can buy me breakfast in the morning" she said and stuck her tongue out at him. He laughed and rolled his eyes

"Fine. But thats the last time you pay for my food'

"Yeah yeah. Ok." She laughed and walked uo to the counter. As she was standing there a guy walked up to her, Jackie kept an eye on him and watched as he got Christis attention. She hugged him so she seemed to know him at least. Jackie drank the last of his soda and stood up and walked over.

"Oh. Jackie! This is Steven. And old school friend of mine!"

The guy stuck his hand out and shook Jackie's

"Hey! Good to meet you...yeah me and Christi used to be stuck together at the hip!"

"Yeah...shes talked about you before" Jackie said

Jackie didnt know why, but he didnt like this guy. He make his hands tingle and he felt like his powers would shoot out if he didn't calm down.

"Hey Christi....ill be back. Im gonna go to the bathroom"

He went to walk away, then hesitated and as he stared at Steven he kissied the top of Christi's head,a normal sign of affection towards her, but this guy didnt know that so screw em.

In the bathroom he pulled his phone out and shot her a text 'hey...dont go anywhere with him. Ill be out in a minute'

He splashed water on his face and shook his head "Calm down man. Youre acting like a jealous boyfriend. " he scolded himself. He walked out of the bathroom and didnt see Christi or Steven anywhere. He walked outside quickly and his defenses went up....something was wrong...

"Christine???" He yelled out.... Then he heard something from the alley behind the diner. His heart dropped and he took off running in that direction, stopping at the corner of the building

"What the hell Steven?!" You cant just go to hug me goodbye and grab my ass! That's not how it works! You lost that privilege long ago when we decided to be friends and i was a teenager!"

"Oh cmon Chris, dont be such a stuck up bitch. I always used to smack your butt and you liked it!" Stevens voice made Jackies hair stand on end. Oh no. He didnt like him one bit

"Ok. And i was eighteen! Im freakin 30 now! Thats disrespectful as hell. I trusted you. Ive known you how long? We talk all the time and all of a sudden youre trying to make a move on me? Why would you do that?!" Christine raised her voice.

"Because it was a joke. I didnt realize you were such a fucking prude" Steven sneered

At that point Jackie had enough, he stepped from behind the corner, Christi's back was to him but Steven saw the supernatrual blue glow his eyes had taken on and he stopped "What the--"

"So...let me get this straight...because she doesn't want you to touch her without permission...shes a prude and stuck up?" Jackie said, his voice raspy as he tried to control himself, he blinked hard and his eyes returned to normal before Christi turned

"Jackie...I--"

"Nah. Thats not going to fly. See what youre going to do is apologize to her. Do you know how she talked about you man? You were like her big brother, when she talked about you it was about how much you had grown and changed from when yall were kids....and now you go and show what a shit person you really are...and its a joke?" Jackie said, stepping closer and closer to Steven until the other mans back hit the wall.

Steven could sense that even though Jackie was shorter than him, he had a power. He looked at Christi and stammered "i-im sorry. I shouldn't have touched you....it wasnt funny"

Christi had her arms around herself and tears in her eyes "Just go. Dont talk to me anymore...juat leave!"

Jackie watched at Steven took off out of the alley and then he turned to Christi

"Hey....you ok?" He walked over to her and reached an arm out to hug her but she flinched

"I-...i dont really want to be touched right now....can we walk home?'

Jackies arm dropped "yeah...yeah of course"

As they walked the road, he watched the moonlight play along her hear and face. After about ten mintues he stopped her

'Christi....are you...okay?'

She had her back to him and suprised him when she turned and buried her face in his chest and wrapped her arms under his. He just wrapped his arms around her and held her, stroking her hair as she cried, after a while he bent and picked her up bridal style and carried her the rest of the way to the houae and up to the porch swing. He sat down and she curled into his chest

"Why didnt i listen to you? He said he wanted to show me something funny on his phone.... And it was...it was.... '

She trailed off and cried again

"Christi...what hon?" Jackie asked slowly

"It was a...gross video...of him...with himself"

Jackie bristled at the thought of what she meant and clentched his teeth

"Did he....did he try anything else?'

"No...i just feel stupid for trusting him and for being upset because he didnt do much to me...."

Jackie pushed her forward some so he could look her in the face "Christi. No. He touched you without permission and showed you that video without your permission. Neither of those is ok. Of course you trusted him. Youve known him a long time...guys like that...hell people like that prey on the ones they think wont judge them....that they have gotten endless amounts of forgiveness from.... Its not your fault that hes a piece of crap. He just showed you his true colors and you finally took a good look at them"

He kissed her forhead

"That doesn't make you stupid. That makes you someone with a good heart... Naive maybe, but you try to see the good in everyone"

She smiled, head on his shoulder."Thanks Jackie.... I dont know what id do without you"

He chuckled "youd have to walk places on your own" he teased

They sat there in comfortable silence and she soon drifted off in his arms

Marvin walked out and saw them on the swing and touched Jackies shoulder "huh?" Jackie said quietly "oh..marv its you"

Marvin laughed. "Uh...everything ok?" He pointed at Christi who was asleep in his arms

"Yeah...long story' Jackie said. "I think i might be in trouble Marv"

"Why?? Are you hurt?" Marvin asked quickly

"No. Nothing like that...its just..... Really natural to have her here in my arms....i kinda don't want to put her down"

"Oh you mean youre finally admitted your sweet on her? Christ. Took you long enough" Marvin teased. "Now you just need to tell her"

"Yeah. But then id have to tell her everything and--'

"And? She knows about the glitch demon, she saw me do real magic with flames and all and didnt even blink.... I doubt it would phase her...hell she hangs out with Mark and his crazy ass egos all the time. Im pretty sure shes passed anything shocking her"

Marvin had a point....

After Jackie got her laid down on the couch and covered her up he made a pallet on the floor next to her and laid down. In the darkness he heard Christis voice

"Hey J....you awake?"

He sat up. "Christi...you ok?"

She smiled sleepily "yeah....i just wanted to thank you...for all of that and for sleeping down here with me... I feel safer with you around" she reached her hand down to his and squeezed it

Jackie reached over and brushed her hair from her eyes "hey Christi....?"

"Yeah j?"

"When you feel up to it.... Can i....nevermind"

She half sat up "can you what?" She asked

"Its stupid....but...i just...i really wanna kiss you...and i completely underatand if you dont want that i ju-"

His words were cut off my her hand being placed over his mouth

"Jackie....that is the sweetest thing anyone has ever asked... Actually" she smiled and in the faint glow of the streetlight shining into the living room he saw her blush "ive wanted you to kiss me way before now....i just never thought...well... I mean look at you! Why would i think youd kiss me?" She laughed

Jackie moved her hand "why the hell wouldn't i?? Youre freaking beautiful. An amazing person with a heart of gold...funny as hell.." He trailed off "why the hell *did* i wait so freakin long?" He said

She leaned forward and he did the same, cupping her chin and pressing his lips to hers softly

After a moment they pulled back and she smiled "hey...doesnt this pull out into a bed?"

He nodded "yeah. Why?"

"She stood up "i feel like id sleep better in your arms than just holding your hand from the floor" she laughed.

He laughed and stood up and they fixed the pullout with pillows anx blankets and laid down again, she curled into his side and lay her head on his chest. They whispered and laughed and kissed until she finally drifted off into his arms

******

The days passed, Jackie and Christi grew closer. She asked the guys if she coukd rent the spare room in the attic since the subject of her new book was from their city. Her editors loved the idea of a sort of published fiction about everyones favorite superhero.

Marvin was constantly on Jackie to tell her the truth. But covered for him whenever he would go on patrol. She never got too suspicious, believing them when they said he was with Jack helping with video filming. One night Jackie had gone out and Christi was in her room writing. She came down the stairs as Marvin was making some tea in the kitchen, he heard her grabbing her coat

"Hey Christi...where you off too?" He asked

"Oh. Im just going for a walk. Clear my head some, get rid of the writers block."

"You sure. Its pretty dark out there?"

"Yeah Marvin. Ill be fine, im not going too far, just over to the wooded place by the pond. I wont be long...Jackie should be back soon" she smiled and looked down at her watch

Marvin grinned "You two make each other really happy...you know? Hes lucky you came along"

She smiled "i think im the lucky one. But thank you. Its been a good 6 months"

She grabbed her phone and put it in her pocket, then walked out into the cool night.

As she walked she could see her breath in the air. It was chilly, but not overly cold. She walked a little ways and reached her bench she liked to sit in. Jackie had bought it and had it delivered after she saw it at a hardware store. It was big and sturdy, but comfortable. She closed her eyes and listened to the frogs and crickets.... Then her ears heard something strange....she listened again...there! It was a cracking...leaves under feet maybe?

She looked around and didnt see anyone. She turned back and screamed when she saw Anti sitting at the other end of the bench

Before it got completely out of her throat he grabbed her

"Shhhhhhhh" the glitch whispered "now now...dont want to alert the kitty cat do we sweetheart?"

Tears began to form in Christi's eyes

'Now. I just wanted to see my brothers new plaything" he spat out

He stood, bringing her with him and backed her into a tree "hmmmm....what does he want with you? " he stared into her eyes and she went to her knees as it felt like he was crawling into her skull

"Ahhh. There it is. .the damage.... Tsk tsk. Does Jackie know about this? Boy wonder would probably go running if he knew whatd been done to you...is that why you left your home? Came seven hours away to live in a house with a bunch of men you think can protect you?" He cooed as he read her mind and things that had happened.

Suddenly anti stepped back as Christi stood and stared him down "oooooh...stronger than she looks eh? No matter' he flicked his wrist and a red string wrapped around her neck and pinned her to the tree

"Now Christi Jaymes...do you really think that stupid book will fix you? Writing about Jackieboyman saving some poor girl from her stepbrother is gonna fix you? Thats been broken for fifteen years sweetheart. That part of you will never be whole.... Maybe you should have him save your heroine from the ex fiancee....the one who told her what to do, when to do it.... Who wouldnt let her piss without his say so?" He mocked as she began to tremble.

He stepped closer to her and was almost in her face when a blue light shot him backwards into the water

Clad in red and a blue mask Jackieboyman came sprinting down the hill and before Anti could get out of the water he met him head on, eyes blazing a blue fury and cussing him out loud.

As they fought Marvin ran to Christi and with a shot of magic cut the string around her neck, he checked the cut it left but it was only superficial. He tried to pull her away but she stood in awe as they fought. Both of their magic strong

Marvin had never seen Jackie's at this strength before. He watched as they went at it. Wishing like hell he could tell Christi hed be ok...but she didnt know his secret.

Jackieboy knocked Anti down and was about to deliver a final blow when the glitch disappeared completely

Well. That was a new trick.

Jackieboy turned to Marvin and Christi and smiled. Marvin turned toward the house as Chase exited calling out to him. As Jackie stepped forward he saw Christi's face drop in fear and she ran toward him

'What the--'

She shoved him out of the way as Antis knife cut through the air....and instead of landing in Jackie it was lodged in her side

Jackie caught her as she fell. Screaming for Marvin.

Marvin turned and saw what happened and shot a green bolt of magic at Anti at the same time Jackie shot his own. The power sent the glitch crashing through the bench and cracked into a tree. Coughing and bleeding from the head he spat out "this isn't finished!" And glitched out of sight

Jackie picked Alison up and ran for the house, screaming for Henrik. He and Marvin and Chase crashed through the back door. Her blood running over Jackies hands in into his suit

"Christi...hold on....hang in there baby girl" he begged her. Secrets be damned

Henrik ushered him into the basemet and to his makeshift hospital room. As much as he had to care for them he had most everything here for easy access.

"Place her der on ze table Jackie. I need to look at it before we pull it out, okay" the doctor asked. Trying to keep calm

Jackie nodded and laid her down gingerly and took a step back... Schneep...she'll be ok right? Shes gonna be ok??"

"Ill take care of her Mein Bruder.... But right now i need you to step out and let me do my job.... Go ait and get zomting to drink...you look like youre going to vall over'

Marvin grabbed Jackies shoulders and steered him out of the basement and up to the kitchen. Jackie sat there, shaking as Chase and Marvin darted around him making tea and trying to wipe the blood from his face and check on him. The hero just stared at the wall. In shock....then looked down at his hands and began to tremble harder and fell to his knees and cried and howled in a kind of pain Marvin had never heard come from a human before.

Chase went to his knees beajde his and wrapped him tightly in a hug "hey. Jackie...its gonna be ok bro. I promise. Henrik is the best. You know that. Shes gonna be ok. Shhhhh" he smoothed his brothers hair and rocked back and forth.

Marvin called Jack who had JJ with him and they rushed over. All sitting in the kitchen. Taking turns on making jackie something to drink. Or eat. JJ signing funny jokes to try and make him smile and distract him....the five of them sat there for what seemed like years until Henrik opened the door

Jackie jumped from his seat "Is she....?"

Henrik placed his hands on his brothers shoulders

"Didnt i tell you i vould take care of her? She will be fine, the knife didnt damage any major arteries. She wilk be good as new in no time" he smiled tiredly at Jackie

Jackie went to race passed him to see her and Jack called out 'Arent you going to take off your suit?!"

"Fuck keeping secrets. I need to see my girl" Jackie called out as he bounded down the steps, mask hanging around his neck

Christi lay sleeping on the bed. His heart caught in his throat by how beautiful She was. Even with bruises around her throat from that asshole....

She stirred and opened her eyes and seemed confused for a minute and then smiled

"I knew it was you" she whispered and reached her hand out to him. He stepped forward and dragged the chair to her side and grabbed her hand

"What do you mean baby girl?" He asked smiling

"I knew you were my favorite hero all along...and when you smiled at me right before he.... I just knew it was you"

"Im sorry i didnt tell you...i just"

She waved her hand "no no. I get it. I know you wanted to protect me"

"Yeah. Lot of good that did" he said bitterly "why woukd you do something so crazy woman' he asked her, brushing her hair from her forehead

"Because.... I knew it was you....and i couldnt let him hurt you.... I love you too much" she said

The words hit him like a truck "you...you love me?"

She smiled "well. I dont take knives in the side for guys i just kinda like dummy'

He laughed and kissed her forehead "i love you too Christi...so much...now get some rest."

She scooted over to the other side of the bed, injury near the edge and said "come lay with me?"

He happily obliged and she fell asleep in his arms

******

6 months later

*****

"Jaaaack" Christi asked "why wont any of you tell me whats going on?"

She walked down the stairs in her dress and shoes Jackie had left on her bed. It was their one year anniversary and she had no idea where he was. Jack, JJ, Marvin, Chase and Henrik stood in the living room and all smiled when she walked down, clearly knowing something she didnt.

"What?!' She asked exasperated

Marvin laughed "Now Christi. Dont try and ruin it. Just enjoy the fun. Go outside. He'll be here in a minute." And with that the five men left the room and walked to the kitchen. She watched them go and rolled her eyes

"Yeah. Ok" she grumbled. Ahe walked to the front door and opened it. She was greeted by 24 long stemmed roses along the railing and when she turned to the left Jackie sat on the porch swing smiling. Her heart jumped at how handsome he was with his hair pulled back and a button up shirt on.

'Jackie" she said quietly. There were candles on the porch and her boyfriend stood up and smiled at her.

"Cmere. Let me kiss you" he said smiling. She walked over to him and he kissed her deeply. Then pulled back. "Happy anniversary beautiful" he said to her smiling

"Baby. You didnt have to do all this"

He smiled and sat on the swing and she sat beside him " you know" he said "This is where i was when i first told anyone i thought i loved you...it was that night...Marvin walked out here and you were asleep and i told him i thought i was in trouble because of my feelings" he chuckled and turned to her and grabbed her hand

"A year ago i held you for the first time, it was so natural. You fit with me perfectly. I didnt know how much youd mean to me though. I thought i cared about you then...but its nothing compared to now. Somehow you fit seamlessly into my crazy world with my crazy family and never blinked an eye... Baby girl im so lucky to be yours"

Christi smiled and ducked her head "oh Jackie. Im the lucky one. You saved me literally and figuratively... And the guys are like family to me. I love them to death. Im just happy to be able to be here with all of you."

Jackie cupped her chin and kissed her softly, she didnt notice his other hand reaching to his pocket.

"Christi Jaymes.... I love you more than i thought possible....and you're the only one i want to hold the rest of my life..."

With that he dropped to his knee in front of her and opened the box revealing a diamong ring

"Will you do me the honor of making me the haooieat man alive and be my wife?" He asked shakily

Inside the house the Septic guys were pressed against the window and cracked open front door "i didnt know if he was going to get it out!" Jack whispered laughing

Christi began to cry and nodded "oh my god! Jackie! Of course! yes yes yes!!" She cried and Jackie slipped the ring on. With that the boy bolted out the door cheering and hugged them both and congratulated them. They all celebrated with whiskey and cake and got stuffed.

******

Later, lying in bed Christi looks at her ring and then at Jackie "you really want to marry me?"

He laughed "hell yes i want to marry you, crazy girl. I love you!"

She smiled "good. Because youre stuck with me now hero boy.... I love you too" she kissed him deeply and he reached over and switched off the lamp, grateful for the distance from his brothers rooms tonight.

[modcrn]

「 ☆  ━ max irons , cismale , thirty-one. it seems like everyone knows about princeton ‘prince’ strat, the alluring heir and underground fighter that i actually heard is pretty reckless. he has been living in the city for twenty-one years, and they always remind me of smiling through the dark and bruised knuckles. actually, they’ve sort of ruined do re mi by blackbear for me, since they’re always playing it. 

okie doke here’s my second new baby , princeton start but u can call him prince even though he’s a little demon and doesn’t deserve that name. please LIKE THIS to plot w/ prince and my other new baby mac.

statistics.

full name: princeton ‘prince’ jamison strat. hometown: leeds , england  orientation: bisexual , biromantic. occupation: heir , local menace , fighter.  accent: english accent languages spoken: english general appearance: usually in black but somehow makes himself look put together

basics.

now 3/4 of my characters are from england and im not even mad about it 

anyway ! hello , this is my newest baby princeton strat, who’s really a redo of a few old muses so pls bare with me

princeton , who typically just goes by prince , is your classic case of being born with everything he could ever want

his parents are both huge cosmetics moguls and hes the technical heir to their business because he’s their only child

the company was started by his grandparents , and handed to his parents

his parents are both incredibly classy and run their business fairly , smoothly , and completely successfully and they expect their son to , one day , take over the company

however , prince is completely immature and basically not capable of this so his parents current goal is to keep him out of trouble

with no true reason , prince is really hard to control. he’s always getting into trouble, getting other people into trouble, or something.

well , okay. one of the actual reasons is because his parents were hardly arround when he was young. raised by different nannies because he was a demon, prince never really got to experience parental love until well after he needed it.

in hopes to keep him under control, his parents made him play a more active role in the company and it basically backfired because he refused to come to work and do his part.

from there, they tried anything to just keep his name out of the press but it was hard when the son of prestige moguls was always getting into trouble for something

eventually , prince started getting involved in underground fighting.

it was something that ( technically ) kept him out of trouble and he actually enjoyed 

the fact that he started turning up with bruises & busted listed did raise some questions , but most people just let it go

his parents , however , are growing unhappy with him and are trying to figure out how to just get him to agree to start taking over the company

eventually , he might be forced to , but for now prince continues to do things the exact way he wants them done

in truth , princeton just never felt like he fit his parents image. they wanted him to be this esteemed socialite that was squeaky clean but he preferred adrenaline rushes and running down the road and hoping not the get caught

when prince was younger he was actually Much worse then he is now, had a few run ins with the law and is more known as an elite because hes ....... awful

but u know

everyone typically waits to see what he’s going to do next an it just fuels his dumb fire that someone needs to put out

personality.

he’s not as terrible as he seems from the first part of his intro okay let me continue

well okay so he’s definitely immature he’s over thirty and he still acts like hes barley twenty but hes learned to use his age to Charm his way out of trouble 

has a very alluring & charming way about him and a super infectious smile

SUPER adventurous. always wants to go out and do things and get into things and cause trouble

like hes occasionally just disappear and turn back up a few weeks later bc he was randomly road tripping

he hides behind this facade of thinking hes amazing even though hes a little shit 

assumes he is always right even if proven otherwise

most people assume hes super confident but hes definitely not

very comical and sarcastic

actually pretty nice which is a surprising trait but hes definitely a decent dude he’s just got ...... issues

another surprising trait is that hes pretty trustworthy like ... will go to his death bed w your secrets

he’s never been very good at relationships and has likely been unloyal before bc hes Very very fickle and doesn’t know what he wants half the time

his mind is literally always changing. on ur way to a fancy italian place ? nvm because he wants seafood now

honestly he’s annoying 

tiny side note that he LOVES stargazing so pls watch the stars with him

i could honestly talk about prince for hours bc i LOVE HIM but im gonna stop

wanted stuff.

best friend , basically his best friend and ride or die. likely a partner in crime.

a close friend that’s constantly worried about him getting in trouble for being a total idiot

travel buddies aka people he just likes to DRAG onto road trips with him

exes within the last few years or w/e works for you. likely he messed up in some of the relationships bc hes super fickle and not always good at staying loyal.

a recent ex that maybe was the one who hurt him for a change and he actually just accepted the taste of his own medicine.

ur basic fwbs and hookups.

idk what to call this one but hes got a soft spot for soft people so basically someone who’s soft / nicer / whatever works that prince just can’t help but melt around

some casual friends , drinking buddies , people he gets in trouble with , etc etc etc 

#luxes.intro

[sineala]

Hey! Warning: I don't know a lot about marvel comics ( i'm trying to remedy that). Why is the newest IM run met with bitterness/dismay by fandom? Is it because of the writer?

Ha. Ha. Um. Okay. It’s salt night tonight, I guess. You know, I was writing fic, but, sure, it can be salt night. Let me just put this under a Read More. 

Honestly, I haven’t read a whole lot of Slott’s work. I know he’s written Spider-Man for what feels like an entire century and I feel like the Spidey fans I know don’t reflexively curse his name? So maybe that’s encouraging. He did, however, write the Great Lakes Avengers miniseries, which is the worst comic I think I have ever spent money on. It was just non-stop bulimia jokes. Our senses of humor clearly do not align. So based on that I am not feeling especially great, but that’s just a me thing.

But more generally – the thing about being a certain kind of comics fan who likes Tony Stark is that it is really, really hard to find comics these days about the Tony Stark that you like. A prevailing opinion in fandom, and one that I mostly share  (with the proviso that I really liked IM: Fatal Frontier, which was relatively recent), is that there hasn’t been a good Iron Man run since Iron Man: Director of SHIELD. That’s Iron Man, volume 4. That ended TEN YEARS AGO.

So you might now think to yourself, “Hey, the MCU started ten years ago! I wonder if that’s significant!” And the answer is, yes, yes, it really is. Because what they’ve done since then is consciously try to pull Tony’s characterization toward the MCU. And I can’t blame Marvel for wanting to do this, because MCU is where the money is and we all know that RDJ as Tony is amazing and he brought a whole new life to the character. But the thing is, for me, he’s playing his own Tony Stark. RDJ’s Tony Stark. Who is great but is not, in many important ways, the character I adore in the comics. But that’s what they’re making him into. They’ve upped the witty quips significantly, they’ve added or retconned large chunks of his background (the RT akin to the arc reactor, the fact that he is maybe now not a college graduate), they’ve taken away a lot of the whole Good Businessman thing that’s been there, they’ve taken away most of his friends, they added in a relationship with Pepper that I don’t even want to talk about, and so on. And they’re explicit that this is what they’re doing. In recent IM editorial columns, they talked about their admiration for RDJ’s portrayal and their desire to bring that to the comics.

And the thing about Tony having been catapulted into prominence by the MCU is that suddenly he’s big now, and he was never big before. He didn’t have a lot of fans, and that includes among the writing staff. The people who are well-known in fandom for having done good IM runs – Layton & Michelinie, O’Neil, Busiek, the Knaufs – are generally not (Busiek excepted, I guess) the absolute superstars of comics writing, as I understand it (although I may be wrong; I am not very widely-read); they liked Tony, as far as I know, and they wrote what they liked because they liked the character, so we got good runs from people who genuinely enjoyed writing Tony. But now that Tony is popular, Marvel wants to put their A-list writers on the book, and it seems like for the most part these big-name writers are not actually that happy about writing Tony. It’s not like Steve, where you can find people who imprinted on Gruenwald’s Cap run or what have you and are overjoyed to write Cap because they get Cap and they understand Cap and it would be an honor. I feel like with IM these days you’re really lucky if they’ve ever done the reading.

Since the start of the MCU there have been four IM runs: Fraction, Gillen, Taylor, and Bendis. I am honestly not sure I know anyone who was already a Tony fan who likes Fraction’s run; I finally dragged myself through it a couple months ago and the most charitable thing I can say is that it is an interesting comic (with more non-consensual humiliation than I personally prefer) about someone who happens to be named Tony Stark who is definitely not the guy I know from the comics I love. I haven’t read most of Gillen’s run and I don’t know a lot of people who have, so I think you can tell how well that was received in fandom. Tom Taylor, though, seemed like a guy who was genuinely excited to be writing Iron Man and you could tell that he had done the reading because he was name-dropping wacky 70s issues that I had a lot of fun finding and reading (like the one where Tony goes to SDCC) – but unfortunately the run Marvel put him on was Superior Iron Man. If you read interviews with him he sounds like he would have definitely preferred to be writing non-evil Tony. And then there’s Bendis. I’m not really sure what happened there. I had such high hopes. I feel like he used to be good at writing Tony, and certainly he gave us a bunch of great Tony without which Steve/Tony would not exist (see: The Confession), and I feel like if he’d been the one writing IM ten years ago it could have been spectacular. But I also feel like when the majority of his run features Riri Williams and Victor von Doom and no Tony anywhere, this guy maybe does not want to write Tony anymore. I think that wanting an Iron Man comic to contain Tony Stark is a reasonable minimum standard. (Note that he doesn’t have to be Iron Man to make me happy -- one of my absolute favorite runs has Rhodey as Iron Man -- but I think that an IM comic where Tony is alive and present shouldn’t be too much to ask for.)

So I feel like, given that Dan Slott is in interviews already talking about how his pitch for the new IM was “Okay, it’s Robert Downey Jr. starring sometimes in Black Mirror and sometimes in Rick and Morty,” that this is already not going to be the Tony I want to read about because my ideal IM run is probably not going to come from the pen of someone who is already saying that they’re going to write 616 Tony as RDJ. I mean, MCU is great! But if I want to see MCU Tony, I can watch the movies! I want to read about 616 Tony, who is not the same as the guy in the movies! I want a run like that, and I’m clearly not getting it.

On the plus side, the art is by Valerio Schiti, so whatever the writing is like, the art’s gonna be fuckin’ pretty. I guess we will have that to console ourselves with.

#Anonymous #replies

[whatthepuck20]

Good Coffee. Awkward Conversation.

Who: Noah Puckerman and Abel Hayward When: August 27th noonish Where: Lima Bean, Lima Ohio What: Puck runs into Abel in Lima and they finally meet.

To say Puck was tired would be an understand. He already had issues sleeping due to some shit he saw overseas, but with Saph in town, it was fair to say sleep was the last thing on his mind. The recruitment office was usually slow around lunch time, so Puck decided to dip out and run to the Lima Bean for needed caffeine. His uniform brought about the usual stares, but he was used to it by now. Puck ordered a large coffee, black and stepped to the side to wait for it to be made. He accidentally bumped into the man next to him and muttered an apology before looking up. The man looked familiar, but he couldn’t place an exact name to the face. “Do I know you?”

Abel was thankful for his mom when she told him that she would watch Issy while he slept. Though, he couldnt sleep any longer and didnt want to grab something to drink at home. So he got dressed, grabbed his skateboard and headed to the Lima Bean. He was scrolling through the tag photos he was in when he felt someone bumped into him. He looked up and noticed that the other guy looked familiar. “Maybe? Lima is a small town and everyone knows everyone, right? Or has that changed in the past two weeks.” He pocketed his phone and took off his sunglasses to get better look at the guy.

Puck furrowed his brow slightly as he thought of all of the people he knew from Lima. Once the other man took off his sunglasses, it all clicked in Puck’s head. “You’re….Dani’s roommate, right? The ‘hottest male dork’ she knows,” he said with air quotes. Chuckling, he offered Abel his hand. “Sup, man? I’m Puck.”

“Arent you the guy who called me Captain Ab-merica last week?” Abel asked when he looked at the guy better. “Yeah, Im Dani’s roommate and that is me.” He chuckled as he shook his hand. “Not much, you? And Im Abel, its nice to finally meet you.”

He laughed at the accusation and shrugged a shoulder. “Yep. I mean to be fair, you had just posted a shirtless photo.” Hearing his name being called out, he turned around to grab the coffee and thanked the barista before facing Abel once more. “On a quick lunch break. Needed a pick me up…someone kept me up all night,” he joked before taking a sip of the hot coffee. “You wanna grab a table? I got like 20 minutes before I have to head back to the office.”

Abel raised an eyebrow when he heard Puck and pulled out money for a tip before he took a drink of his coffee. He did a spit take when he heard Puck and coughed. “Saph’s here?” He asked as he used the sleeve of his hoodie to wipe his mouth.  “Yeah, that sounds good to me. I got an hour before I gotta surprise my daughter but let’s grab a table.”

Puck raised an eyebrow at the spit take. “You ok, dude? Yea Saph’s here. Wait…you know Saph?” he asked as he made his way to an empty table and took a seat. “Yea Saphira surprised me at work last week. It’s been amazing even though Lima is boring as hell and there’s nothing to do here,” he added with a chuckle. “You have a daughter? How old is she?”

Abel nodded as he cleared his throat. “Im okay, I didnt know that Saph is here and that, I do. We’re acquaintances, Saph asked me to write that article on Quinn a few weeks back.” He took the seat across from him and placed his drink on the table. “Yeah, but some of the people aren’t bad.” He casually said, took a sip of his coffee and placed it back on the able. “Yeah, um. Well, she’s still currently my goddaughter but Im in the middle of the adoption process and she’s seven, actually. She’s been visiting my parents for a month, that way she’s not in the midst of everything that has been going down in LA and in New York but Dani and I got a house this past weekend and we want to surprise her with it.” He paused for a bit. “I saw that you had a thing at the school, how did that go?”

Leaning back in his seat, he nodded slowly. “Ah I gotcha. Saph is awesome. Best partner in crime I could as for. You’re a journalist? That’s cool. I can’t spell worth shit to do that.” He sipped his coffee slowly as he listened to the other man speak. “Seven? That’s a good age. My daughter is eight. She’s a firecracker. I heard yall were moving. Are yall all unpacked yet? Moving is a bitch,” he commented as he played with the coffee cup in his hand. “It went well. Got a decent amount of interest. Just wanted to let them know there are options out there if college isn’t their thing, you know?”

Abel nodded when he heard the other guy. “Yeah, Saph’s one of a kind for sure. Im a journalist, Im also freelance artist at Cy’s comics in New York, model and Im also a voice actor who’s going to be taking acting lessons when I get back. That way I can get more acting roles since I love it. Thats why they have editors.” He said with a smile and nodded once more. “Yeah, she’s seven and it is, but Im worried since she’s already sassy enough, that she will be more sassier and a firecracker. For the most part, but Dani’s unpacking the rest and getting Issy’s room together. It is, yeah but hopefully we’re done moving for a while.” He listened to him, took a sip of his coffee and placed it back onto the table. “Of course, yeah and I wish I had that kind of information when we were back in high school, but I guess I had my calling.”

Puck couldn’t help but smile. “Definitely one of a kind. I’m a lucky dude,” he responded with a nod. “Shit, dude. That’s awesome. Sounds like you’re living the dream…and it explains the shirtless pic,” he joked. “She’ll probably get a little more sassy. I feel like the sassiness doesn’t stop until like teenage years are done.” He shrugged and took a sip of his coffee before setting it down. “Everyone has their place in life I guess. I didn’t think I’d be doing this when I was in high school. But I ended up loving it. Life is weird like that.”

“Yeah you are.” Abel agreed with a smile and slowly nodded with a chuckle. “And the bunch of magazines of me on the cover in the store.” He let out a sigh as he listened to the other guy, knowing that he’s right. “Yeah and even with that, it won’t stop. Her mother was sassy. Not only that, everyone around her is sassy.” He pointed out and knew what he meant. “Yeah, that’s for sure. One thing is happening and then the next, your life is changed.”

“Sassiness is genetic. You’re screwed man,” he joked with a chuckle. “Agreed. You never know what the hell life is gonna throw at you until you’ve already been hit in the face by it.” Puck took a long sip of his coffee before setting the cup down once more. “So how long have you known Saph? Got any secret insider information for me?”

“I’ve been screwed ever since she learned how to talk.” Abel chuckled as he shook his head at the memories. “Exactly and you’re never prepared for that either.” He leaned in his chair and hummed as he thought. “I’ve known Saph ever since April/May? During that time, things were fuzzy as fuck around those two months. Just, don’t get on Saph’s bad side or anything like that.”

Chuckling, Puck finished off his coffee and pushed the cup to the side. “Kids, man. They’re a handful.” He drummed his fingers on the table top and nodded his head. “Ah so you two have known each other for a little while, nice. It’s nice to meet people who know Saph who aren’t Quinn.” Puck couldn’t help but laugh at the bit of advice Abel gave him. “Yeaaaa I don’t wanna even know what Saph’s bad side is like. I’m gonna treat Saphira as good as I can.”

Abel nodded in agreement. “They are, but Im grateful for her.” He chuckled a bit before he shook his head when he heard Quinn’s name. “Yeah, we have and thank god, no.” He ran a hand over his face and looked at him once he leaned back once more. “You and I both.” He sat up a bit straighter before he gotten comfortable in chair and smirked a bit. “Speaking of that, we both know that Saph can handle anything. However, I started to care about Saph a bit more ever since the car accident.” He picked up his cup, twirled it around his in hand and looked at it for a bit. “Though, if I hear one thing about you upsetting Saph, in any form that’s not from happiness or hurt Saph. I know a bunch of guys who owe me a favor and I know that they’re not afraid to send you swimming with the fishes and I also know that they would make everything like an accidental kinda thing.” He looked back at Puck and continued to move the cup. “These guys, aren’t small, believe me. I wish I can say that they’re small and wouldn’t hurt a fly. However, I’ve known them for at least four years and I can at least name about, fifty guys who disappeared without a trace and the cops never solved their case. A bunch of cold cases.” He stopped the cup and placed the cup onto the table. “So, if you hurt Saph, I’ll make sure to be the journalist on that case and I will make sure Saph will be protected. Capisci?”  

He smirked softly as Abel spoke before reverting to the blank face he was trained to put on in the face of threats. Puck crossed his arms over his broad chest and listened carefully to what the other man was saying. “Heard and understood,” he replied. “But you should know, I care deeply about Saph. And I will never, ever, do anything to hurt Saph. Saph is the best thing that has happened to me in a very, very long time. I may be stupid…but I’m not dumb enough to fuck up what we have.” He leaned forward and offered Abel his hand. “You’re a good man, dude.”

Abel had to keep himself from chuckling after that, he couldnt believe that he went full Italian and he wasnt even Italian. “Good, if you do, I’ll let Saph deal with you then I’ll involve the guys.” He replied before he shook the other’s hand. “Eh, I try to be a good man, but thank you and you’re a good man too.”

“That’s fair,” he replied as he took his hand back. Checking his watch, he cursed softly to himself. “I gotta head back to the office. I’ll hit you up the next time I’m in New York, man” he commented as he stood up from the table. “See you around, Abel.”

“You better, or I would be hurt.” Abel replied as he watched the guy stood up and finished his drink. “See ya man.” He stood up as well and threw his drink away before he checked his own watch, knew that he needed to head back to surprise Issy.

#parawhatif #para #ah #gcac #hayabel