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katnissmellarkkk · 1 year

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Hiiii! I wanted to write a little something simple for Everlark and decided to lowkey mix two requests! “A kiss on the chest” and “Katniss learning what they did to Peeta in MJ and kissing his scars”. It was supposed to be set Post-Mockingjay but I instead made it a sequel to my “Peeta wasn’t hijacked in MJ reunion oneshot AU”. If you haven’t read it, it’s fine, the title right there tells you everything necessary to know 😂.

I hope everyone who reads this likes it! I loved writing it and I would really appreciate anyone who enjoyed this to like/reblog! It makes me so so so happy 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹. Also thank you to all my constant encouragers, you guys make my day with all your sweetness 🥹🥹🥹🥹.

Summary : Katniss learns more about what they did to Peeta in the Capitol and sets out to try and make him better. [Non - Hijacked Peeta Mockingjay AU].

Burned. Check mark.

Whipped. Check mark.

Starved. Check mark.

Shocked. Check mark.

Tortured (with water and [redacted][redacted]). Check mark.

I toss the file back onto the table where it was left by Peeta’s doctors, unable to stare at it any longer. Unable to stomach reading every which way Peeta was harmed while held prisoner in the Capitol. Again. I’ve already read it upwards of ten times tonight.

It never gets easier. Reading the extensive list of his injuries, reading the details they managed to pry out of him, visualizing what horrible acts were done to to him, listening to his doctors confer among themselves in sympathy and disgust, they themselves deeply disturbed by what he experienced at the hand of the president himself.

“Sweetheart, would you make up your mind?” Haymitch snaps. He’s in the worst mood he’s been in a while.

“Huh?” I furrow my brow and glare up at him.

“Either read that thing or stop messing with it.” He indicates toward Peeta’s file. “I’ve sat here and watched you throw it down and pick it back up a dozen times already. It’s pathetic.”

“You’re pathetic, Haymitch,” I say back but there’s little bite in my tone. I’m too preoccupied with the image of Peeta trapped in a freezing cold cell, naked and bloody and alone and terrified, and it’s driving me absolutely insane. It’s suffocating me, from the inside out. It’s taking up all of the space in my head, leaving no room for even bickering with Haymitch.

And Haymitch knows it too.

Of course, he of all people should be able to read me. After all, the same stupid file — and his crippling remorse — is undoubtedly what’s put Haymitch in such an awful mood in the first place.

“Just go see him, Katniss,” he murmurs, giving me a pointed look. “Go. You’re of no use to him just sitting out here, reading about what’s already been done. Get up and go see him.”

He’s right and I know it. As much as I hate to admit it, I know Haymitch has me there.

But still, I stall. It’s not that I don’t want to see Peeta. The opposite, in fact. Since his rescue thirty-seven days ago — not that I’m counting exactly — I’ve spent copious amounts of time with him. I’ve spent every waking moment that I could in his presence and as many of my sleeping ones that I’m allowed.

The doctors aren’t really thrilled about our arrangement there. They want to keep watch on Peeta as he sleeps, to watch and study and take notes and examine him further, but evidently it’s rather hard to analyze his nightmares with me wrapped around his torso all night, like a protective pretzel.

It’s not that I don’t want to see Peeta right now. It’s the fact that I don’t think I can look him in the eye, after reading exactly what those monsters Snow hired did to him, and pretend it isn’t all my fault.

“I don’t think the doctors are done with him…” I mumble, avoiding Haymitch’s eyes now.

“Cut the crap, Sweetheart.”

“Go away, Haymitch.”

“Go see the boy or I’ll find a way for you to spend tomorrow filming a propo.”

I glare at him again. “Would you stop?”

“Coin is getting hungry for some new ones.”

“Okay, fine, you win!” I exclaim, springing up out of my chair. “Congratulations, Haymitch. You blackmailed me into going to see my own boyfriend. Happy?” I hiss, kicking him in the shin as I walk past his chair.

Not hard enough to hurt him apparently. Not even hard enough for him to care. Instead he picks apart my wording with a smirk. “Your boyfriend? How darn cute.”

“Shut up,” I call as I exit the room.

The last thing I hear is him making loud, obnoxious kissing sounds in my wake.

I slip past the doctors, both the head and the medical, and beyond the nurses and supply carts and trays of food, into the room where I’ve spent more hours in the last month than I can count on two hands.

“Hi,” Peeta whispers softly as I close the door behind me. He’s shirtless, in bed and seemingly half-asleep already, laying on his side beneath the sheets. Waiting for me.

He looks so much better than he did the night of his rescue. His bruises are healing nicely, he’s gaining weight and muscle back, his hair is clean and curly again — thanks to me and Thirteen’s strong, medicinal shampoo — and his skin is starting to lose that scary, pale, translucent look.

But he’s still so hurt. He’s still injured — internally far more than externally — and I swear, I can feel my heart swell up and break into pieces just looking at him too long.

“Hi, baby,” I murmur softly, crawling beneath the blankets and folding him into my arms. Even with all the weight lost, he’s much too large for me to hold completely, so I make due wrapping my arms around his neck, my legs around his waist and stroking the back of his head tenderly.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” he says, burying his face where my neck and shoulder meet.

A wave of guilt ripples through me. “Sorry I took so long.”

But he shakes his head, still having no room for spite in his body. Even after everything he’s been through, he’s still so sweet. He’s still so warm and kind and generous.

Well, towards me at least. The same can’t be said for his behavior toward Haymitch, who he blames for leaving us both in the dark about the rebellion.

“You were worth the wait,” he whispers. “You’re worth every wait.”

I feel myself blush and cover it swiftly by kissing his cheek. “How was your tests today?” I ask, smoothing his hair back.

He shoots me a sardonic look now and I giggle like a little kid. Every day when his dry humor peaks through the darkness, I get filled with ridiculous, unparalleled — uncharacteristic — delight.

“Still tedious as ever?” I murmur, rubbing his shoulder with my pointer finger.

“Boring as ever,” he mumbles before closing his eyes again. He’s clearly exhausted from all the probing they did today. And I know I should sleep too.

I usually sleep whenever he sleeps, wake only when the doctors make me leave, spend as much time with him as I can before getting sent away. But tonight I just can’t. I can’t make my brain shut off, despite the fact that at least half the compound is in bed, the other not far behind.

And of course, even tired as he is, even with everything going on in his mind, he still notices my distress.

“What is it?” He whispers, not even opening his eyes.

“Hmm?” I feign oblivion.

“Katniss, I can see something’s wrong.” He opens his baby blues, peaking down at me through his long, tangled up lashes. He has the longest eyelashes I’ve ever seen on a boy.

“Nothing’s wrong,” I reassure him, kissing his upper arm because it’s the closest thing within my reach.

“You saw my file?” He’s fully awake and coherent now, his voice much stronger than before. His tone leaves no room for question, even if I could lie straight to his face.

“Yes,” I whisper, feeling suddenly nervous he’ll be angry. Maybe it was an invasion of privacy to read it, I don’t know. The doctors left it out, I just assumed it was okay. “Are you mad?”

“No.” He chuckles lightly before moving his hand down to my hip, tugging me closer if even possible. “No, I don’t care. Read it as much as you want.”

He really means it too. He really doesn’t care if I invade his privacy, dig into his business and overstep my bounds. I don’t know if I’d be so generous if the situation were reversed.

Then again, going by the things I just read, he’s already been tortured and humiliated beyond belief. I doubt he has any concern for privacy left.

“You can ask me anything, you know,” Peeta says after a minute and I cup his cheek in my hand, shaking my head instinctively. I can’t ask him to talk about what they did. That would be cruel.

Instead I lean up and kiss him on the mouth, slowly and softly. Conveying every feeling I have for him, conveying every ounce of affection and gratitude and longing pent up inside me.

“You don’t have to tell me anything, Peeta,” I whisper against his lips.

I feel his hand cradle the back of my head, massaging my scalp. “I don’t want to keep anything from you,” he finally says, resting his forehead against mine. “Not anything that you want to know.”

My eyes fall, breaking contact with his. I have questions, yes — understatement if I ever heard one — but I refuse to pry and I’m terrified to ask and I don’t even know where to begin after what I read.

But then something catches my attention. A thick, red, angry line, splayed right in the middle of Peeta’s chest. It stands out vividly against his pale skin and blonde chest hair and I can’t look away from it now.

“What’s this?” I murmur, running my finger lightly across the surface, clocking the way Peeta cringes a little at the contact. “Does that hurt?”

He looks at the wall behind my head for a long moment before nodding. “That’s from a whip.” He meets my gaze again before casting his eyes low. “I don’t remember what I did to earn it.”

“Nothing,” I immediately gasp, my head shaking and brows knitting together. The idea that Peeta earned anything that happened in that mansion blasphemous to my ears. “You did nothing, baby.”

“I know,” he agrees, pressing his lips to my forehead lightly. “I just can’t remember why they whipped me that day.”

That day. Because there’s so many days where he was whipped to choose from. Of course.

My eyes land on another mark, this one dark purple and almost circular, high up on his torso, almost on his shoulder. It’s not a bruise, although at first glance it could be mistaken for one. No, it’s definitely a scar. From what, I can’t tell.

I trace it with my thumb, rubbing it back and forth. It’s raised and rough to the touch, a little jagged even, like it never properly healed.

His hand comes up to touch my arm, almost out of reflex, halting my ministrations. “That’s from the early days,” he explains, with almost a touch of humor in his voice. “They were more creative then… and they had a lot of matches on hand.”

It takes me a beat to figure out what he means by matches. “Fire? Fire matches, Peeta?”

“Yeah.” He nods sheepishly. “Snow had a big supply evidently.”

“I will burn him alive,” I say through gritted teeth before I can think better of it.

“Calm down, firecracker,” Peeta laughs but I’m fuming. I’m fuming mad and ready to fight at a moments notice. I probably could even make a half-decent propo right now, the amount of venom coursing through my veins.

I encourage my own anger, feed it, in fact. Because I want to be angry. I want to feel this rage.

Because if I don’t, I’ll start crying. And that’ll only serve to make Peeta feel even worse. Which I can’t let happen.

I’ve already done that too many times.

I don’t tell him any of what I’m thinking. Nothing good could come from that. Instead I search for a way to mask my anger, protect him from seeing it.

I stretch up and press a kiss against the corner of Peeta’s mouth, traveling to his chin, down the side of his neck and over his collarbone.

He responds by letting out a deep sigh, clearly enjoying the attention.

I journey further down his body until my lips land on his chest, exactly where his scar is.

“What are you doing?” He asks breathlessly, peering down at me now. “You don’t have to-“

“Let me,” I whisper, tracing it again with my finger. He shudders a little at the contact. “Let me make it better.”

I hear him swallow hard. “Okay.” He nods a little, quietly inhaling and exhaling.

I lean in slowly and press my lips to the mark, the whip scar, soft and tender.

I can feel him relax beneath me, deflating almost. I don’t sense any sign of discomfort, so I take that as my cue to continue on, kissing the same spot again and again, moving up and down the length of his wound, creating a circuit and following it repeatedly, waiting until he tells me to stop.

“Katniss,” he murmurs, sounding almost pained, like my name hurts.

“Yeah?“

“Thank you.” His voice is almost inaudible, almost a praise or a plea. Tears leak out the corners of his tired eyes.

I have to fight to keep my lip from trembling, to stop myself from crying too. Instead I crawl up his body, keeping my legs wrapped around his waist and fold my arms loosely around his neck.

“Let me kiss them all,” I say into his skin. My mouth travels across the top of his shoulder, my eyes closed, moving by the touch of my lips alone, not stopping until I land on his burn.

I press kiss after kiss into the bumpy, rough scar, until I feel Peeta’s breathing even out against me. I feel his heart beating against me and his chest rise and fall with mine, and an ember of hope that my method may be working grows stronger.

“Roll over for me,” I urge, keeping my voice as gentle as my touch.

“You don’t have to do them all,” he says but I can tell he’s enjoying this immensely. I can tell this helping him more than any treatment the doctors have recommended.

“I want to, Peeta,” I insist, no question in my tone.

Slowly and lethargically, he complies, rolling over so his back is facing me. I keep my hold on him, both my arms and legs wrapped around him like a baby animal clings to their mother.

He has a plethora of scars and wounds on his back. More than I’ve been able to stomach yet. Not once since his rescue have I been able to truly face the sight before me now.

I begin at the top, resting the palms of my hands on his shoulder blades, pressing my mouth to the center of his spine, to the back of his neck, the back of his ribs, anywhere with a painful mark or dark bruise.

I keep going, never tiring, as if I can kiss him better. As if my kiss can take away everything that’s happened, everything that I unintentionally caused and everything I ache to go back and stop. I kiss him like I can make him whole again. Like I can heal his fractured heart.

Eventually he relaxes underneath me, his breathing evens out again and he goes slack.

Even then, I keep kissing him. Even in his sleep, I refuse to stop trying to heal his hurt.

“I love you, Peeta,” I whisper against his arm, knowing full well that he cannot hear me anymore. “I love you and I’m so sorry that I couldn’t save you from this. I’m so sorry I wasn’t there.”

My lips are still on his back when the doctors order me out of the room.

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streaminn · 1 year

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Tis true, I be a fellow Filipino. Also yeah, Ganon from the new Zelda game, kinda wild how I phrased killing the boss of the game.

Okay, I may have a writing prompt, but lowkey playing with fire with it. For the spider-man au, how does Enid’s “falling” to catch Wednesday scene play out as such all spider-people must go through (Gwen Stacy, MJ, Gwen Stacy…again, MJ…again, and Spider-Gwen). Like how does that scene go, and what’s going through her mind? (I’m gonna believe that Enid catches her…please)

YOOO MGA COMPADRE

it happened too fast and honestly, Enid wasn't thinking too much on it moments before.

They did this so many times. A lil chase between rooftops with Black Cat lingering just a moment more and Enid not at all speeding up until the end.

Its immoral, she knows. To play with food criminals but there's something different about this, about them.

Black cat isn't at all lethal, she doesn't kill and sometimes a little chase to keep the adrenaline pumping in the late nights does something to Enid. Its all fun because in the end, she takes back what's stolen and ends up spending time with someone that isn't out to kill her once.

Its all fun until a prickling on her skin makes Enid leaps a bit too hard just as an explosion occurs.

Then they're free falling to the ground below, several buildings high because of course Black Cat enjoys the scenic route and who is Enid but someone who chases?

Black Cat shouted something and all the hero could do was watch as the world lit aflame.

There's a beat in her ears and its roaring as they fall.

The gap was so tiny, Enid notes. Her fingers barely brushing onto the back of that leather suit and if she had her claws out, she could dig her nails into a grip and a hold so tight- but Enid doesn't have her claws out, she never can when chasing Black Cat.

So she watches and then she moves because she's starting to be aware that the gape between them is growing and there is something in her head screaming of an outcome she can't handle.

Then they're on the floor in an ally.

Enid can hear screams and commotion in the background, she can smell the lingering dust in the air. She should help, a part of her hisses but then her grip is tight and she doesn't move.

She presses her head onto the living breathing body of Black Cat instead. Its achingly familiar and Enid can feel the way Cat's breath stilts, her body relaxing the more they stayed like this.

Her nails are sharp and she's aware of the way it could easily tear into Cat's clothes, so she tenses her arms and pulls her so close that it feels like she's trying to meld the two of them together.

"next time," Enid breathes then she sniffles. "Don't get too far, kay?"

Black cat's arms circle around her waist in reply.

"Okay."

#jdwicked #spider enid au #writing

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duuhrayliegh · 3 years

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Hii!!! Could I request a Bucky x avenger!reader where reader attends Peter’s school (u can make it college to make reader legal) and he picks her up and her classmates are lowkey fangirling? xoxo

gold star

pairing: bucky barnes x avenger!reader

warnings: none rlly, some language (obvi), i think that’s it

word count: 1.9k

a/n: i stg i’m getting back to writing now, my CW class has been kicking my ass, but i’m back to being your loyal court jester. love y’all!

p.s.: my requests and tag lists are open!

full m.list

“What’s it like?” Poppy and her merry band of three beckoned you to their lunch table. Peter shot you a look before continuing to walk away, assuming they thought you were someone else. “Hey! Y/L/N, I’m talking to you!” You stiffened, the plastic fork in your hand bending under your grip. You turned, stabbing a piece of fruit with your bent fork.

“What’s what like?” Poppy shot you a duh look, one of her minions answering for her.

“The Stark Internship that you two nobodies snagged.” Peter’s eyes widened, stepping forward to stop the confrontation he could predict was about to happen.

“You know, it’s really--”

“No, not you.” Poppy stood, resting her weight on the heels of her hands. “I want her to answer.” Your eyes rolled to see your brain, a solid pain firing at the action.

“Fuck off, Pops.” You waved her off, pulling Peter along with you to the table. MJ and Ned were laughing at the exchange, remarking on Poppy’s angry expression.

“Don’t worry about them, Y/N. They’re just jealous that you guys hang out with superheroes all the time.” MJ stole a piece of your fruit as she spoke, shrugging her shoulders before Peter placed his arm around her waist.

“Just gets real fucking annoying.” You plopped your backpack on the tabletop, opening your laptop to work on an essay for your next class.

“I mean you know why she’s doing it, right?” Ned sat beside you, shuddering as Peter kissed MJ’s shoulder. You hummed to him, gaze not wavering from your laptop screen.

“Apparently, she’s got a huge hard-on for a certain Sergeant.”

“Not only that, she knows that you’re close with him.” Your fingers paused over the keyboard, the gears in your head turning, plotting. “Guys, I don’t like the look on Y/N’s face.”

“Now, everyone listen up!” Dr. Smith’s heels clicked against the tile flooring, a white line appearing on the blackboard as she walked. “Today, we’re discussing Descartes’ and his motivations behind Meditations. Everyone turn to page three-hundred and ninety-four in your textbooks and we’ll get started.” Grumbling sounded from her students, making her turn back to face the rows of chairs. “I’m sorry, should we do a pop quiz then? Since you all seem to know the information so well.”

A resounding no emitted from the throngs of students, all of them rushing to get to the correct page in their bulky books. The back of your chair squeaked as you leaned back, not bothering to open your textbook. One of Poppy’s minions tapped her shoulder before pointing in your direction.

“Um, Dr. Smith?” Poppy’s shrill voice sounded from the middle of the room, her hand raised above her head, bracelets clinking at the motion. Dr. Smith paused, the chalk in her left hand hovering over the blackboard.

“Yes, Poppy?”

“I thought you wanted all of us to open our textbooks, but Y/N has yet to do so.”

“Dude, what the fuck? We’re in college, what does it matter?” You were immediately defensive, tired of Poppy’s shit.

“Do you feel you know the material well enough, Ms. Y/L/N, to go off book?” Dr. Smith addressed you, ignoring the protests from Poppy.

“Yes, Doc, I do.” Dr. Smith smiled at your confidence, holding out the chalk toward you.

“Then by all means.” Your stomach dropped, motherfucker. Dr. Smith stepped away from the board, taking a seat beside one of your classmates. “Focus on Meditations I and II. You can just decide what to teach as you go.” You chewed the inside of your cheek, thinking about fucking Descartes.

“Uh, alright.” Your hand scratched the back of your hair, pulling it into a quick bun at the base of your neck. “So, Descartes. He was said to be the Father of Modern Philosophy, of course this was back in the 1650s, so hang on to your hats.” The chalk screeched against the board as you wrote, handwriting shaky as you went.

“He was also the founder of rationalism. Now, rationalism in the sense of philosophy has to do with the relationship between the main subject, philosophy, and the secondary subject, metaphysical foundations.” You turned back to the class, “Does anyone know what Descartes’ goal was with Meditations I and II?” A few hands raised, picking one at random you listened to the answer.

“Okay, so that’s close. He was looking for the basis of knowledge, but he was trying to establish the first principles on which all other beliefs could be grounded. He did this through two types of skepticism, anyone know what they were?” You watched as more hands went up, eyes glancing over to Poppy and her friends. “Poppy, do you know what the two types of skepticism that Descartes used in Meditations I and II to determine the basis of knowledge?”

She huffed, arms crossed over her chest. “Strong and weak skepticism.”

“Very good, Poppy! And do you know how those were employed over the Meditations?” She rolled her eyes, shaking her head at your question. “Doesn’t seem like you do, so I’ll tell you.”

“I know how they were used!”

“Oh then please enlighten the class.” You backed up, folding your hands at your waist, one hand holding the chalk.

“Strong skepticism was used in the first Meditations and weak skepticism was used in the second.”

“Good job! You do have a brain, Scarecrow!” You turned to the rest of the class, speaking before she could process your dig at her. “Descartes used strong skepticism in Meditations I to weed out false belief systems. The whole point of strong skepticism is that you question everything. In this section, Descartes had no knowledge about any subject matter.”

“Is this what led to the dreaming argument?” One of Poppy’s minions questioned, furiously taking notes as you taught.

“Stephanie! Yes, this directly led to the Dreaming Argument. Gold star for you!” The girl smiled proudly, receiving a harsh glare from Poppy. “Descartes began to doubt the senses, claiming they were one of our chief sources of knowledge. He figured, hey our senses have deceived us before what with all those mirages and what not. Descartes posits that if we can’t trust our senses, who’s to say that we aren’t all dreaming?” You paused for effect as the class nodded. “Which of course, as we all know, is the plotline of The Matrix.”

“Very well informed, Ms. Y/L/N. You can take your seat again.” Dr. Smith interrupted you before you could continue your lecture on Descartes. You nodded before taking your seat again, leaving just your notebook on the table.

“Hey Poppy.” She was a few rows below you, but she turned nonetheless. “Fuck off.” You flipped her off, donning a ring that said love on the very same finger. Poppy’s jaw dropped, ready to say something else when the door to the room burst open. Poppy whipped around, jaw dropping for a different reason.

There stood Bucky Barnes, clad in that two sizes too small red Henley he was wearing when you first met him. He wore that stupid leather jacket that was stretched to its limits over his broad shoulders. His motorcycle helmet was in his human hand, eyes searching the classroom for the familiar face.

“Barnes!” You leaned farther back in your chair, a smug smile crossing your features. You grabbed your backpack, shoving the notebook on top of your laptop as you shouldered the bag.

“Doll, what’s up? Are you okay?” He made his way up the stairs, meeting you at your desk. He looked around the room, only just now processing the shocked faces and unhinged jaws. “Oh, uh, hello.” He offered a small wave, wiggling the fingers on his left hand.

“Oh my god! You’re Bucky Barnes!” Poppy shot up from her chair, adjusting her shirt as she went, displaying more of her cleavage to Bucky’s gaze. She twirled a lock of her hair around her finger, popping her gum once. “I’m like a total fan.”

“Mhm. Cool.” Bucky dismissed her, turning his attention back to you with furrowed brows. Whispers sounded around the room, phone camera flashes brightening the rows of chairs.

“So, like I’m free on Saturday if you want to meet up and ya know, hang out.” She held a ripped piece of paper in between her fingers, offering it to Bucky with half-lidded eyes. Bucky pulled a face, shooting you a look.

“She wants to bone you.” Poppy let out an indignant squeak.

“Ah! I do not,” She lowered her voice, leaning closer to Bucky. “However, I’m not going to steer the situation away from that.” Bucky’s eyes widened, looking to you for confirmation.

“Oh, this is really happening.” You laughed loudly as you stepped behind Bucky.

“Ms. Y/L/N, is there a reason for this interruption?”

“Oh, yes, Dr. Smith. I’ve actually got official Stark business to handle.” You stood beside Bucky, shooting a look at Poppy as you continued. “Mr. Stark notified me after you started class, otherwise I would’ve said something. Sergeant Barnes is just here to pick me up.”

“Ms. Y/L/N, I will excuse this just once. Don’t let this happen again.” Dr. Smith nodded at the both of you. Bucky wrapped his metal fingers around your wrist, pulling slightly.

“Come on, doll. Stark wants you at the compound, like yesterday.” Playing along with the lie you told, he led you down the stairs, threading his fingers with yours. You smiled at the action, knowing it was his brief show of affection.

“Oh, actually there’s one more thing.” You stopped Bucky, his hand holding the door open for you to walk through.

Both of your hands cupped his cheeks, pulling his face to yours. Bucky’s lips met yours, his hand leaving the surface of the door as he gripped your waist. He took over the kiss, threading his fingers through your hair, pulling at the roots of it as his lips engulfed yours.

“Ms. Y/L/N! Sergeant Barnes!” Dr. Smith said, making Bucky’s eyes snap to her as pulled back, allowing you to breathe. “That is completely inappropriate.”

“Aw, you’re just saying that ‘cause it turns you on.” Bucky quipped, pecking your lips again before throwing you over his shoulder. “Also, whoever that girl was who tried to give me her number, I’m thoroughly satisfied with my girlfriend, thanks though. Very flattering.”

“James! What the hell?” Your fists pounded against his back and he continued standing in the threshold of Dr. Smith’s class.

“Okay, we’re leaving.” Exiting before Dr. Smith could say anything else. He let your feet touch the ground beside his motorcycle, forcing the helmet on your head.

“I’m never going to be able to go back to that class now.”

“Eh, fuck it. Who needs philosophy?”

“Me! To graduate!”

“Mmm,” He swung his leg over the bike, waiting for you to do the same. “It’ll be fine! Nobody even cares.”

“Y/N!” Peter ran into the common area, panting as he bent at the waist. “Y/N! Y/N. Oh my god, I’m out of shape.”

“Dude, you’re an Avenger. What the hell?” Peter waved your comment off, going back to his original task.

“You made the school newspaper.” He spread the gray pages on the granite countertop, pointing at the article. You rolled your eyes, shaking your head as you laughed.

“Barnes! You’re so screwed!”

@bo-mitski @winter-soldier-sebstan @russosprettydiamondnow @h-a-j-i-m-e-ru @hallecarey1

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battlestar-royco · 5 years

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a beginner’s guide to fandom racists

This is by no stretch of the imagination a finished list, nor will it probably ever be. But over my years in Tumblr I’ve started to Notice some Things...

Basic Racist

“so NO poc characters can die????”

purposely misinterprets your argument

“blackwashing exists too. if mj can be black then aang can be white”

“why don’t they just make a NEW black superhero/princess/franchise?”

“stop making fun of xyz writer; they’re probably a much better writer than you’ll ever be”

alternatively “have you written a book? then you can’t have any opinion whatsoever”

alternatively “if you want to see diverse characters then write your own story instead of complaining”

“you should be grateful for the one side poc who died in the first episode”

“imagine if i said the same thing about poc. that’s reverse racism”

Smug/Oppressed Racist

makes several posts expressing their dismay and sadness after being called out for racism

assumes victim position whenever possible

lowkey/highkey an anti-anti

thinks and acts like they are oppressed by the existence of antis

*approaching their mutual of color (or a blogger of color in their community) after writing/reblogging a problematic post* “hey just wondering, why did you block me?”

makes fic/edits/headcanons/art that relies on racist stereotypes and characterization

“i miss the days when you could just be racist write whatever fic/like whatever character/post whatever headcanons without people getting mad :/”

“some people just don’t know how to have FUN!”

“don’t you have anything better to do than run a HATE BLOG about this poor writer?”

part of a network of white mutuals and followers who supportively affirm each other that they’re Not Racist

refuses to acknowledge anything you say unless it’s written in standard white grammar and falsely cheery affect

Schrodinger’s Woke

usually a white lady

has some posts about intersectionality on their blog

doesn’t support any movies/shows/books written by and for poc

never reblogs bloggers of color

alternatively, only reblogs bloggers of color who agree with their opinion (which 90% of the other poc in the fandom disagree with)

goes hard in calling out misogyny, but “can excuse” the racism of the author

alternatively, *about a problematic white female character* “you have to excuse the racism in her narrative. just because there’s racism in it doesn’t mean she’s not a feminist hero. it’s not her fault that the writers wrote it that way”

generally expecting all fans to put the representation of white women before any other representation in terms of importance

“why can’t this strong woc just be single?! she’s awesome without a man”

selectively calls out racism in fandom/content when it makes their preferred character/blogger look better in comparison to the “more racist” character/blogger

repeats what bloggers of color say but in a cheery tone and more watered down; gets heaps of praise from mutuals and followers for being a woke queen

assumes position of authority on all social justice issues, especially concerning gender (and sexuality if they are lgbtq+)

“the writer knows what they’re doing. i give them the benefit of the doubt because we don’t know how the story will turn out in the end”

may or may not have written elaborate posts about racism and race theory

definitely stans at least one extremely problematic white author and defends them and their “genius” to the death

thinks that calling out white cis/het women for their racism/homophobia/transphobia is sexist

#fandom racism #anti sjm #anti got #anti jkr #anti grrm #when i tell you that all of these are exact quotes lsmsomoso.

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milkybonya · 3 years

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astro as high school kdrama characters

warnings: food mentions

[a/n]: i’ve been obsessed with high school kdramas (Moment at Eighteen and True Beauty) and i was writing while listening to astro and then boom! inspiration hehe

d e f i n i t e l y the class clown

friends with Sanha and they both cause total chaos

talk back to the teachers but somehow don’t get in trouble?

at least, they don’t always get in trouble

gets bad grades because he’s always fooling around

but is always happy and bringing sunshine to the classroom

asks you for help with studying and you’re the only one who puts up with him so he starts to develop a huge crush on you

teases you a lot but also buys snacks and drinks for you

he’s very quiet about his crush on you so it isn’t too clear

Jinjin

Eunwoo’s (the class president) right-hand man

honestly jealous of him though

“i’m hot as heck and smart too, why does everyone love him?”

always lowkey competing with Eunwoo over grades, sports and popularity

there’s some tension between them - they’re frenemies

still one of the popular guys at school, though

finds you worried about your grades one day and starts opening up to you about his anxiety to be first in class but how he’s always second

tries his best to study with you and cheer you on after that day ;3;

Eunwoo

class president - smart, good looks, a whole athlete

the whole package cause he’s even kind??

honestly doesn’t know how worked up Jinjin is about competing with him

mans didn’t even know Jinjin was ‘competing’ with him

he’s genuinely proud of Jinjin and friends with him for real

the kind of guy to bring extra pens and pencils during tests

and share chapter summaries with everyone before exams

everyone knows Eunwoo has a crush on you because he’s always checking up on you and leaving things on your desk

he thinks no one knows but it’s so obvious with the way he treats you :]

shyly asks you to go on a study date with him

Moonbin

the main athlete of the school, always working out and in good shape

his grades aren’t bad either but he’s kind of cold

quiet in class and sleeps a lot but still does well??

started liking you because you’re the only person who doesn’t have a crush on him

honestly at first he turned it into a challenge: make [y/n] like Moonbin

but he fell in love with you somewhere along the way...

doesn’t really care for or talk to anyone but you

when you tell him to pay attention in class, he actually does

does anything you tell him to do

he’s kind of oblivious of his feelings and doubts them at first

but when he realizes, he’s cool and brave enough to tell you right away

Rocky

the quiet, shy boy who gets teased a lot :(

it never goes as far as bullying because Eunwoo will not allow that in the classroom

he works hard and keeps to himself even though he does want to make friends

when you’re partnered up for a project and you actually take things seriously, not making fun of him or complaining about being his partner, his heart races

and afterwards, you become friends... you’re literally his saviour

thinks you’re cool for standing up for him and taking his side all the time

shyly confesses to you by performing a dance and everyone is so shocked cause quiet Minhyuk... dancing?!?!

Sanha

class clown #2 (but he’d kill me if he knew i said #2 because he’s #1 in his mind)

honestly Myungjun’s hype man but also biggest hater

Myungjun and Sanha have a lot of arguments...

it’s surprising how cute he is for a person who causes so much trouble

really good at video projects that require editing??

found you feeling down one day and did aegyo for you

he felt over the moon when it made you laugh

you’re actually the only person he had ever done that for...

that’s how he knew you were the owner of his heart ;)

openly claims you and tells MJ that if he ever teases you, he’ll be in big trouble

Sanha acts like a baby around you but is so mischievous otherwise >:)

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radiotransmissions · 4 years

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(if you dont mind!) Any headcanons for the 2p versions of Angel and Alastor as a couple? What would that be like?

Sooo I’m awful and misread this and didn’t realize until after I finished writing that both of them were supposed to be 2P! OTL

So I did 2P!Alastor with canon Angel, I hope you enjoy these anyways cause I did have fun writing them ;;-;; Friendly shoutout to @anic-mj because they’re the one who originally made 2P!Alastor (I hope you don’t mind me tagging you I just wanna make sure you get credit ^^)

2P!Alastor is super shy about any kind of public shows of affection, even down to handholding and he turns into an embarrassed puddle anytime it happens. Angel thinks it’s the absolute most endearing thing ever and will purposely do romantic stuff to make him flustered while they’re around others.

But that being said, when they’re alone and if 2P!Alastor is in the mood he’s veeerrryyy much intimate and he lets his sadistic tendencies take hold when Angel gives him the okay to do so. Angel gets whiplash from how fast Al goes from shy and flustered to a very hands-on sadistic and kinky bastard but oh god he loves it.

2P!Alastor ADORES Fat Nuggets. He’ll spend hours cuddling and playing with the pig, and Angel would find it adorable if he wasn’t lowkey jealous that Fat Nuggets started liking Al more than him.

2P!Alastor is still around as powerful as his canon self would be, but Angel is super protective of him because of his personality and how other demons might take advantage of that. Angel is fully aware that Al can take care of himself but he takes one look at Al tearing up/crying and immediately wants to kill whoever made him upset.

2P!Alastor sometimes still sneaks away to go on small murdering sprees, although he doesn’t broadcast it after coming to the hotel. He’s always more calm than usual after he comes back from one, and it’s after these that Angel is reminded that there’s a reason Al is in hell, with demon’s blood dripping from his hands that so starkly contrasts his timid demeanor. Al is usually in a more sadistic mood after these sprees as well which Angel is more than happy to oblige to.

Angel’s favorite thing in the world is 2P!Alastor’s very rare smiles, because they’re always so genuine and warm and so hard to get out of him. Seeing those normally droopy ears perk up while he smiles or laughs literally makes Angel melt on the spot and he thinks he’s going to die (again) of affection.

2P!Alastor’s favorite place to sleep is right on Angel’s chest floof, and will place himself there whenever he gets the chance. Angel will jokingly complain but he really doesn’t mind all too much, he’ll usually end up burying his face into Al’s soft hair/ears and enjoying how sweet he smells.

#i hope these are okay !!#pls send me another ask if youd like me to do both 2p versions !#alastor #radio demon #angel dust #otp: five foot rule #eccentric-deer

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tessasangeltom · 5 years

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This is really random , but could I request an imagine about the reader being from this earth but she somehow ends up in the marvel universe and starts fangirling over all the avengers . She kinda bonds with Peter because they're around the same age but she's majorly crushing on Steve and Thor . Perhaps a lowkey jealous Peter or something ? Hehe

A/N: oooo something different. Im gonna try my best at this because im afraid i cant write jealousy, but oh well lets try. this really sucked tho im so sorry. I ended up doing this as a headcanon cuz it makes it easier, lots of love ♥

~~~

Okay so you would be waking up in a grey room with the window overlooking the field and a quinjet

Basically in the avengers compound

and when she notices FRIDAY says tony wants a mission report from last night and come down for breakfast

and your like whatttt? friday is talking and Tony?? and what mission report? I was on a mission

so right you go to the main room and you see the whole avengers cast (or at least the original 6 and a few others like rhodey and bucky and wanda)

so right you go there, you see them and you say out loud “what the fuck”

everyone is looking at you like you good???

peter comes up to you and your like “oh shit your tom holland” and hes like “what? whos tom holland, Y/n its me peter”

“peter? oh wait, if friday is real then your peter?? and hes not robert downey jr hes tony stark? yo whats going on??”

just lots of confusion

and everyone is like are you okay

FRIDAY comes out of no where again saying “Sir, she’s seemed to have sustained an injury to her frontal lobe so it seemed to have affected her memory”

and everyones like oh damn

but your like “wait no, my head doesnt hurt. Im not from here.”

and now its getting weird cuz your going on about how clearly this is before civil war or did it even happen (it didnt happen okay and thanos isnt real and we are all okay)

and you are really confused because your apparently a spy like natasha and your under her training

a few days go by and you now realize that it isnt a dream

but like you and peter were apparently really close

and he sees the way you look at thor, cuz hes really godly and handsome like an angel

and peter is really jealous but doesnt say anything about it because hes “nothing compared to a god”

and its sooo clear that hes jealous but then again your confused cuz what about mj???

and you confront him about it and hes ike what? me and mj were never a thing

and your like oh shit you right

so since you confronted him your like “might as well say it, i like you” literally since youve been in that universe youve grown balls because the biggest problems you already know what they are so i mean this is small in comparison

and peter blushed so hard, and he really like you too apparently

and you guys are together and some people are like awww or blah or oh look teenagers making out on the couch

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bluepluto03 · 5 years

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mcu spiderman rewrite/au i may or may not do

ok so first quick disclaimer! i do not hate the mcu spider man movies in any way!! i actually enjoy them quite a bit and have seen homecoming like 4 times! and i absolutely adore all the actors in the movies, especially tom, zendaya, and jacob

but the problem w/ the mcu spiderman movies is,,, they’re just not spiderman. at least from a writing/thematic perspective, which sucks bc so much other stuff about them is great! like tom holland is the perfect peter parker, which is why it seems so close to being right, but with the way the script is actually written... it’s just. not spider-man.

i feel the need to explain all this/my problems w/ the movies b4 i get into the actuall au idea/plot, so please bear with me for a sec

for context, I’ve loved spiderman my whole life. i’d watch the cartoons when i was younger, and then went back and watched them all again when i was a bit older and figured out how to pirate stuff lol. i didn’t really know how to get into the comics, so i just kinda read wikis and got second-hand info from fanfics and the other movies

to me, spiderman, (at least, peter parker spiderman,) was always about like... a kid, who saw the world was broken and fixed it because he could. he had the power to fix stuff, so he did.

as a kid w/ mental illness and a not so great home life... that was something really really important to me. to see another kid out there, who’s been through some shit, but finally has the power to make stuff better, so he is! and it would make me think, maybe i can change stuff for the better, someday, if i just get my chance

but,,,,, the problem is mcu peter parker isn’t that.

instead of becoming spiderman bc he knows there’s bad in the world and wants to fix it, suddenly his motivation is impressing tony stark?? and don’t get me wrong i don’t hate tony, but the way they wrote his and peter’s relationship basically trapped peter. he could no longer be his own hero, bc he was tony’s successor. and that's never who peter parker’s spiderman was?? he was never a follower, he was a trendsetter. he didn’t become spiderman for approval, hell he had dozens of newspapers constantly slandering him.

honestly the following in someone else’s footsteps thing was always a miles morales thing. he had to step up to the plate and fill the shoes of a spiderman who had already existed for years and was beloved by the whole city. obviously thats not all he is and simplifying his character to that is incredibly obtuse, but i bring it up bc tbh alot of stuff w/ mcu peter parker is just straight-up ripped off from miles morales. like how peter now goes to a fancy private school, is no longer poor (which is a huge thing w/ peter parker’s character in like every other incarnation), has a living father figure, and is bffs w/ ned, who is a straight-up rip off of miles’s best friend ganke. (for the record tho i adore ned and jacob i’m def keeping him in my rewrite,,,, also i’m glad he’s in the movie bc having a plus sized poc protagonist thats not constantly mocked is incredible)

so, i’m complaining about all this stuff lol but ur probably wondering how exactly how i wanna fix it lol,,,,

first, give peter an arc thats more than just..... i want tony to believe in me. my idea for that is basically a type of thing where he learns to rely on others! bc like... peter isn’t good at working w/ others lol, he’d much rather do it all himself so no one else gets hurt. (like in the andrew garfield movies where he just,,,, webs his gf to a car so she can’t run into danger lmao)

the plot would start at a similar ish position to homecoming, though tony never recruits peter for civil war. tbh not sure if it even happened but we’ll disscuss that later

peter’s been spiderman for a few months, after a trip to oscorp left him w/ a radioactive spider bite. currently no one knows about it, and he’s doing a pretty ok job of dealing w/ everything on his own. until he takes down a big bad, lets say rhino for now, and gains a ton of publicity. after stooping a hudge disaster he’s suddenly in the limelight, and catches the attention of one norman osborn, aka the green goblin

now, quick sidenote. green goblin is genreally seen as pretty goofy, but there are comic versions of him that are legit terrifying. if im being honest i didn’t even know about that version until i read aloneintherains fic birds eating other birds so ig thats kinda ish how i’m imagining this version of norman? though alot more composed, like the man who could someday turn into that

so norman becomes intrested in my boy peter, and starts sending ppl after him. possibly the sinister 6, but uhh maybe not bc tbh i think this “rewrite” needs to be split into 2 “movies”/works and i might wanna save that for the hypothetical pt2 (btw if i write this it won’t b for a while cause i got other stuff going on but ig if ppl are intrested i might write some snippits/make more content for it)

so basically the main plot is peter dealing w/ all these big bads on his own, doing ok at first but later getting really fucked up, and eventually revealing himself to ned and mj which ends up being the only way he can save the day in the end. by relying on others! yay!!

thats it for the main plot, but don’t worry y’all we got other stuff going on too lmao

so, for one. my boy peter is realizing he has a crush and just,,,, freaking tf out. (i have yet to decide if it’s on ned or mj. or both. sue me) the crush isn’t definitely resolved in p1, but i imagine there’d be some cute thing of him suddenly realizing and freaking out and almost revealing his powers.

thing 2! tony stark! he is still in here, and still a mentor to peter, but in a pretty drastically different way. one, he doesn't know about peter being spiderman. he doesn't even suspect it lmao. he just gets involved bc of.... some sort of reason bc peter is so smart. do i know why just yet? no. does it matter? probably but i’m writing this pretty late after i had school all day so i’m too tired to care

bc tony basically gives peter a real internship/mentorship type thing, peter now has access to all this tech!! and all these funds!! fucking lit!! so he changes from his pajama suit to the fancy one, tho he actually built it!! which i feel like him making his suit is a really big really important part of his character. so it doesn't really have all those random things tony added, tho peter might add stuff himself. he gets Karan as a like assistant ai as part of his internship but she never gets put into the suit

for the fist part tony plays a super minor role but like,,,, the first part is about osborn taking an intrest in him, and him confiding in ned and mj. the second part norman is become progressively more dangorus and peter has to fight him and stuff, kinda proving he is strong enough to be spiderman/be trusted to the whole world, beyond just ned and mj. also him actually getting together w/ either one or both of them bc...... bc i want that.

oh btw idk if tony finds out or not in p2? if he does it’s either at the end or in a scene like the one w/ may bc like. please imagine the shenanigans of peter and ned (who both have high intellegence but low wisdom) in tony’s lab, obviously trying to hide the fact that peter’s spiderman. like he walks in on them and peter looks all frumpy bc he’s been trying to change real fast, and ned’s shirt is messed up bc he just stuffed the mask down the front of it, and mj is just. chilling behing them. so tony just like assumes stuff and is like....aight.... have fun....

oh btw the last big change that i didn’t really have anyway to insert natrually into this,,,, so remember how i said ned was kinda a ripoff of ganke? well, the writers claim he’s a “composite character” so i figured, why not give him traits from other famous spiderman side character so he actually is a composite character!

so like,,,, throughout p1 it’s referenced that ned has a kinda dickish estranged ish dad that he hates and his mom doesn't really like but kinda forces him too... theres some mentions of his dad wanting him to transfer to a private school and being kinda rich, bur he dosen’t want to bc he knows his dad is a total dickead,,,, anyway end of the movie we find out norman osborn is ned’s dad, and ned hates him even fucking more bc it’s like bitch?? u tried to get my (maybe) bf murdered?? tf?? and its lowkey bc he can’t reveal peter’s id, but then in p2 after norman takes matters into his own hands and tries to kill peter on his own ned just fucking yells at him while the man is in jail and is like fuck u lmao

soooo thats my really messy au idea!! i’m really tired sorry if this is hard to understand or rude! for the record i have nothing against the ppl who adore these movie’s, i just think they could be better!

#spiderman #spider man homecoming #spiderman homecoming #peter parker #tony stark #michelle jones #ned leeds #parkerleeds #spideychelle #peter x mj x ned #marvel #pls rb i worked p hard on this #my post #my writing #norman osborn #green goblin #mcu spiderman

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lovelyparkers · 4 years

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my bday special random head canons with peter!

hi it's my birthday!!! as promised i'm writing a bunch of headcanon requests and they will all be here in this chapter MWAH <3 yuh let's get into it

-so first off my fave request

-so ur an avenger on a mission in the snowy mountains

-you and peter are teamed up ofc

-being you, you decide to get way too into the battle and not care about your own well-being

-peters yelling at you like

-"YOU BETTER NOT GET HURT"

-and

-"IF U DIE I WILL KILL YOU"

-but he really does care about u and he's scared asf

-anyways so

-you get hurt

-basically some creature

-who the fuck knows

-launched you in the air and into the freezing snow and knocked you out

-peter couldn't find you and immediately got nervous

-he was able to track you down with stark's tech and dig you out of the snow where you were lowkey freezing to death ok

-he pulls you up into his arms and holds you tight and starts crying because he doesn't know if you'll make it

-he swings over to the cabin tony bought just for the mission

-because we all know tony is extra asf

-bruce checks you up to see if anything's broken

-it's not

-you most likely just have a concussion and knocked out for awhile

-peter carries you bridal style to the living room where the fire is blazing

-he sits on the couch with you in his lap

-you have layers of warm clothes on

-he strokes your hair and makes sure your head stays up comfortably

-he wanted to be there when you woke up duh

-and when you do wake up your really confused and have a headache

-but when you recognize peter you automatically feel safe :)

-and he's like crying again bc he's so glad you woke up but also mad at you for going crazy

-he'll squeeze your hand a lot and cup your cheek to make sure you're actually there

-and he'll say "you scared the crap out of me y/n. don't do that ever again. promise me?"

-you promise and just cuddle into his side

-he presses several kisses to your head

-and you him in response

-u two just hold each other so close

-babies!

-okay next one!!

-SECRET DATING AS AVENGERS

-i LOVE this

-AIGHT

-after meeting peter you ask HIM out and ofc he says yes

-you guys totally hit it off ok

-like theirs just natural chemistry between you guys

-there's so much flirting and you get to know each other while having a picnic on the rooftop garden

-MWAH LOVE

-he kisses you on the second date and you m e l t

-and gosh he's so pretty like hot damn

-from then on you guys become a couple

-secretly

-because we ALL know the avengers love to tease

-especially sam, bucky, and tony

-nat would be here for it tho let's be honest

-you go to her for boy advice and she's so chill and begs you to tell her who u like

-she probably knows it's peter tho bc she's smart

-ANYWAYS

-you have to try really hard to keep it a secret

-and that's not easy living with the avengers

-you find yourself holding hands and then tony will walk in whatever room to get you guys for a mission and you pull apart real quick

-another time you and peter were in the movie room

-CUDDLING

-like awe

-you were cuddling duh and just holding each other

-sharing kisses every now and then

-your head was on his shoulder and his arm was around you

-then bucky and sam walked in

-with popcorn tho

-and you and peter scooted away from each other real quick when he heard the door open

-sam would tease u guys anyway

-"what's up guys? confess your love yet?"

-and bucky would be like

-"pretty sure we heard you guys making out a second ago"

-they obviously didn't hear or see anything but like to tease the only teenagers who always flirted

-but OH GOSH

-ONE TIME

-it was late at night

-like LATE late

-peter snuck into ur room ofc

-and you guys were just sitting on your bed making out right

-hands in each other's hair

-lip biting

-all that good stuff

-and nat just barges on because she knows u never sleep and likes to just talk with you or play a game or watch a movie

-this time u forgot to lock the door

-and she screams

-you jump up off peters lap and shut the door after pulling her in

-"i knew it i knew it!"

-she's smiling though and laughing

-shes genuinely happy u two are together

-but peters all blushing

-and shy

-because you guys just got caught making out by an adult

-she'll ask you a bunch of questions too

-and ur like "nAt u cant tell aNyBoDy pLEaSe"

-she promises bc she knows it's not her place

-shes great at keeping secrets bc she's an ex assassin

-but she's very happy for u guys and tells u to always be safe and all

-then you and peter go back to making out hehe

-ok my fave requested this next one hi ily

-ALL NIGHTERS W PETER WOULD BE THE BEST

-LIKE LITERALLY

-also this is best friend peter who has feeling for you but doesn't want to admit it so ur just friends but he loves u and u secretly love him

-so this is still avenger!reader bc u guys know i'm a hoe for this shit

-"i mean i'm not a slut but who knows"

-so u guys have a lot of energy one day bc u got a day off from training since tony and steve were out all day

-u slept in that day and could NOT fall asleep the next night

-u and peter had been texting late at night

-it's like midnight i'll say

-and u tell him to meet you in the grand kitchen

-so u bring urself and a blanket and run down to the kitchen in your pyjamas

-shorts and one of peters tee shirts hehe it's summer and it's hot!

-peter walks in with a big smile on his face and just wearing some shorts

-that is all

-yes

-ok so you dig into the freezer and get ice cream out for u guys

-i cant have dairy ahahha rip

-off track but let's go

-peter gets the spoons and you don't even say a word bc this is just how it always goes

-you migrate toward the living room and flip down on the couch side by side

-he is very close to you

-bare arms touching

-PREMARITAL ARM TOUCHING???????

-sorry

-he just groans bc he's bored as he hands you a spoon

-u guys always talk and eat ice cream

-passing the tub around

-peter eventually says something dumb

-like u know when u pull all nighters w ur friends and it gets to that point of the night when someone says something really dumb or weird and everyone just loses it?

-this ALWAYS happens with you two

-he deadass says something like

-"i think we have the same size feet"

-and you start cackling bc what the fuck

-"y/n no hold up ur foot to mine"

-so u do bc why not

-u do not have the same size feet ❤️

-but wow how intimate

-jk

-but you honestly CANNOT with this boy

-so you flick a blob of ice cream at his nose

-and it just immediately drips down onto his chest bc he tries to look down at his nose

-so now there's ice cream on his bArE cHEsT

-like that's hot

-jk idk u decide

-and he is literally whining

-"y/nnnnnnn what the hell?"

-ur just laughing softly but admiring his toned abs and chest

-"want me to lick it off for you?"

-peter just freezes not believing the words that just came out of your mouth

-"uhhhhh"

-he's stuttering and mumbling and BLUSHING SO MUCH

-he don't know what to do

-you laugh and say "KIDDING"

-bc again u say weird shit in the middle of the night

-u get up and get a paper towel tho

-peter is still very flustered

-kinda wishing u did

-but you come back and lean a hand on his shoulder and start cleaning the ice cream off his chest for him

-and he's just looking up at you bc

-god ur so pretty and ur practically on top of him rn

-peter probably gets horny i'm the middle of the night too let's be honest here

-but after that moment where peter felt like he was the main character

-everything is fine now and you continue talking

-eventually u turn on a movie and lay your head in peters lap

-much to his surpRisE

-and just watch the movie together

-he like doesn't know where to put his hands

-so he just lays on over ur waist

-he cant stop staring at u bc omg ur laying on his lap and omg ur so pretty and ahhhh

-when u laugh it makes him tremble

-and when the sun starts coming up u guys make pancakes and like

-y'all still aren't tired

-and ofc u spend the day together then eventually crash on the couch on top of each other

-it's very cute and tony takes pictures

-okay now for my own lil idea

-PETER WOULD BE THE BEST PERSON ON UR BIRTHDAY

-like the amount of love he would show u

-immaculate

-so ofc he would sleep over the night before bc he's in love ok

-u guys watch movies and cuddle and kiss

-at midnight he throws confetti on you and blows a horn

-he says hbd like a million times

-and he gives you a long passionate kiss mwah

-cuddles cuddles cuddles

-u sleep in each other's arms

-peter wakes up early before you to make ur fave breakfast

-he's practiced cooking so it's perfect for ur special day

-he presents it all pretty too

-then he goes to wake you up

-because you always told him to wake you up when he gets up so you can spend time together

-ur like that

-and he loves it

-he wakes you up by pressing kisses all over your face

-and rubbing your arm and fixing your hair

-you wake up with a sleepy smile and he just melts he's in love

-you give him a big hug and kiss his cheek

-then he tells you about breakfast

-he helps you walk to the table while covering ur eyes bc SURPRISE

-peter's presentation is very much adequate

-he has little gift bags lined up for you

-and balloons

-and streamers

-he just wants to make you feel so special :,)

-ur so grateful for him

-you give him big hug and kiss again bc UR IN LOVE TOO

-you sit together and eat and peter makes you open his gifts

-he made some homemade gifts too because how heartfelt it that

-he gets you one really nice present

-and a bunch of little ones like snacks

-maybe an inside joke gift

-AND PROBABLY SPIDER-MAN UNDERWEAR AS A JOKE

-you guys just burst out laughing when you open it and it's so cute

-he's just admiring you

-you spend the day either going on walks

-having a nice date

-or just staying in together

-lots of cuddles again of course

-peter parker is a cuddler

-ALSO

-MAKING OUT

-a must

-like ugh i yearn for bday makeouts

-he takes care of u so well phew

-it's very intimate and hot and passionate let's be honest

-MJ AND NED BUST IN YOUR APARTMENT WHILE UR MAKING OUT ON THE COUCH

-ned just screams

-mj was like "really? y'all knew we were coming over"

-but she's soft for u

-gives u the best hug and tells u hbd

-you guys have a mario kart tournament bc that's really fun

-snack snacks snacks

-the four of you have cake and they make u so happy

-after ned and mj leave it's more peter time

-yum

-more making out

-maybe sumn else😳

-he treats u very good to say the least

-overall it's a lovely birthday and peter is the best ok

thank u guys so much for the birthday wishes <3 i seriously don't deserve you guys ur all so sweet!!! hope u enjoyed this lil hc special mwah!

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swearronchanel · 5 years

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8.08

how did the series fly by this quickly? anyways, let’s see how it ends

Aww poor Val

Now Shelagh and May, I can’t with all the sadness already

Vanessa Redgrave isn’t helping either ugh

But I’ve missed the nuns being nuns and singing I’m glad they squeezed some in

It’s so hard to be stuck in the middle like that, sorry Valerie

Now a teenage girl with cancer wow they REALLY wanna make me cry tonight

Shelagh always keeping herself busy lol omg like that to do list is serious

How many kids does this lady have damn

did he say Schroeder like the Baroness in sound of music? my subtitles skipped that and my hearing is shit apparently

Val didn’t even put makeup on, you know she can’t even

“I’ve rather missed the cinched in waist” there’s my Trix

Also love her plaid pants

Cutting the photograph right in half ugh this is terrible

Lucille is so sweet

Ugh I feel that I hate hospitals so much

ANGELA SPOKE!! I’m shook

MAY SPOKE WHATTTTT!?

this is sad but I’m too shook that both of these silent little girls just spoke it’s a Christmas in March miracle

this is so rough bc we know Val’s gran really didn’t mean to cause harm. It’s all the system’s fault man for making women’s lives so difficult

What’s wrong with Reggie?😭

Phyllis!! Ugh I’ve missed her. The lack of her has been unappreciated

Also I still love Ms Higgins LMAO I want Phyllis and her to go out somewhere

Omg I’m in tears I can’t like this is heartbreaking, my grandma is my number 1 I can’t imagine being in Val’s situation

Someone tell me what’s wrong with Reggie and who must I fight to solve the issue !!!

Aww and now May’s gone 😭

LMFAOOO SHELAGH AND FRED

the swat of the hand is a mood 😂

RIP to the disco ball, symbolizing my energy crashing and burning

LUCILLE DEFENDING VALERIE YESS

but i would’ve thrown hands like 1) do not talk to me like that & B) mind your business bc it’s between my gran and me

“Gentle sir” I still believe Sister MJ has a platonic crush on Cyril and I love it

LMAOO oops they’re all in their slips omg too funny

Remember when the girls had funnier lines like Trixie asking Jenny Lee if she was naked and indecent when knocking on her door? 😹

Aww now Vi everyone is succumbing to tears can we stop PLS

Why is this conversation so pure? Cyril is a gem

Poppet😭 Sister Hilda sounding like Mrs Potts

“I’ll teach you” ok I really like Sister Hilda

Pub money omg

“How nice..” LMAO Sgt Woolfe really has trouble with the curve 😭 is he naive or just too persistent

But Phyllis is smart af to set them up so she’s free from him😂

“You fixed that tap” LMAO I love Reggie

GIRLFRIEND! 😭 “no, beautiful” PUREEE

YAy Phyllis is coming home *starts singing in the key of one last time from Hamilton, Phyllis Crane is coming homeeeee*

“If only the laws were different” preach Val. We know the real villain.

“No one can go through life without experiencing any pain at all” ain’t that the damn ugly truth 😞

Lucille giving her a gown ugh my heart

Reggie writing a letter to his lady again my heart

Ugh now the dad has a sob story this is all too much

Now Sister MJ will say something that’ll hit the feels as well

“None of that defeatist talk” remember when the Dowager Countess Violet Crawley said “don’t be a defeatist my dear, it’s very middle class” LMAO I miss Downton but let’s continue

Another baby girl

Ugh more feels why is this finale so damn sad

Sgt Woolfe sent Ms Higgins flowers, get ittt girl

Omg this is too much sadness I can’t

The tears in sister Mj’s eyes 😭

Dr Turner and Fred having a little moment is honestly sweet. They’re such dads

“I am the elder” OK SISTER MJ WE HEAR U SIS !! Sister J can take a seat! you know if she were around this series..

poor Fred was so worried

Not gonna lie I lowkey didn’t see this coming. I thought May was really leaving. But you know love gotta conquer all or this isn’t a ctm finale Lmaoo 😂

And now the Turner’s officially collect kids ((it’s a It Takes Two (1995) reference LMAOO pls don’t come for me ill stop))

May is adorable & I love her

MS CRANE IS BACK IN ACTION YES HELLO OUR SOVEREIGN LONG MAY SHE REIGN IN NONATUS HOUSE SHALL WE POP OUR ROLODEX’S IN HONOR

“Where would I be if not along side you?” GOSH SISTER J MORE TEARS FOR ME

SISTER MJ PULLED UP TOO, UGH I CANT MY HEART

I can’t take the wigs serious like why do they wear them LMAO

England really can’t let go of a lot of dated traditions can they? like the 18th century looking wigs and well, monarchs 😂😂

“They never said that to Cinderella” it just gets more sad by the minute

EXCUSE ME SIR DONT SNAP AT BEATRIX FRANKLIN LIKE THAT

Cath came omg

Can there be one smidge of happiness pls ? I need some hope here

She’s changing her plead to guilty omgg

6 years oh shit

“Until you girls with all your training and all your learning sort something out with the men who make the law..” PREACH GRAN

ABORTION BEING ILLEGAL ONLY STOPS SAFE ABORTIONS FROM HAPPENING!!! yelling at brick walls at this point

I’m so glad Val and her Gran are made peace😭

the nurses serving princess looks😍😍

FATHERS AND DAUGHTERS WALTZ I CAN NOTTTT

PATRICK, MAY, AND ANGELA

IM IN TEARS GOOD FREAKING BYE

ScHRODER DRESSED IN CINDERELLA BLUE SOMEONE HELP

Phyllis holding a random girl and Sister J holding Angela 😭😭

“Gathered together we find our light, and each spark shifts and multiplies scattering its radiance on our ordinary lives. Like everything precious, more valuable when shared. Like every common miracle, made of the stuff of stars.”

Omg Violet brought Jane I cant

“Let the line shine...See the hope, see the promise.. Tell your truth. Tell your story. Tell your love.” WOW feels

THIS WASNT ENOUGH HAPPINESS LIKE I KNOW THATS LIFE BUT STILL I NEED MORE POSITIVITY TO GET ME TO CHRISTMAS

can’t believe I watched the entire series in real time, from London like wow life is crazy

But my time is halfway done already, catch me watching the Christmas special back on my couch in the states. ok bye see ya maybe in december

#another series ending #and apparently now THREE more to still come!#call the midwife #comments

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whelvenwings · 6 years

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✭ Girl Like You ✭

Pairing: Michelle Jones/Shuri Word Count: 13.8k Thank you so much to @lesbiansassemble for letting me take part in her 10k femslash challenge, with the prompt “We’re Trapped”!!

MJ doesn't do opening up to people. She doesn't do dancing at lame parties. She doesn't do singing in public. She doesn't do losing control in any way that she could possibly help, ever. She also definitely does not do being trapped in an elevator - not after what happened at the Washington Monument.

And then she meets Shuri.

((I wrote this for a challenge with a 500-word minimum, and ended up writing so much more. I totally fell in love with these characters and how I imagined their relationship might grow. I hope you enjoy it if you check it out!!))

Read the first chapter below or check it out here on AO3!!

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“- and she’s coming to our school? Our school?”

“Ned. I’m not kidding.”

“Tell me this isn’t like the time in eighth grade when -”

“No, I swear to God, it’s not like the time you ate your own eraser.”

“You said that you’d switched out one of my things for candy and it just looked so -”

MJ folded her arms, sank down in her seat on the bus, and tried to tune out the conversation Peter and Ned were having in front of her.

“I said that because I thought you’d guess , not just pick something up and chew on it…”

She closed her eyes, and pictured her desk back at home: and there they were - her headphones, sitting on top of her laptop. Exactly where she’d left them, trudging past in an early-morning haze on her way out of the door; their wire curled up in an enticing beckon, promising bass thick enough to drown out whatever was going on in front of her.

“No, no, seriously,” Peter was saying. “I swear, she’s actually coming to our school.”

MJ’s head was aching. Last night had held an accidental Wikipedia binge, hopping from article to article, reading all the new tech pages that were springing up like weeds on the sidewalk; Kimoyo Beads. Ring Blades. Vibranium Strike Gauntlets. The details were sparse and there wasn’t a lot to go on - but over the course of the six hours MJ had spent lost down the rabbit hole, at least two of the articles had already grown extra subsections. New information was flooding in.

It had made MJ’s heart thud as she sat bathed in the blueish light of her laptop at three in the morning, on the night before the first day of junior year.

And it was only now, as she sat on the bus and tried desperately to convince her body that closing her eyes constituted more sleep, that she felt even the slightest twinge of regret. Watching this stuff happen was once-in-a-lifetime.

“Hey, MJ.” Ned’s voice, loud enough to be heard clearly over the roar of the bus, made MJ frown. “MJ.”

“Mmm.” She did her best impression of a person who was extremely asleep.

“EM JAY.”

She slit her eyes open, making sure that her stare encompassed the exact right ratio of tiredness, irritation, lack of investment, and sheer dead-eyed scariness as possible. Ned hitched on a grin in the face of it, clearly not appreciating the artistry that went into the expression’s careful emotional makeup.

“Did you know about this?” he said, gesturing with one hand towards Peter. The bus rattled onto the school grounds, stop-starting to avoid the students running across the path. MJ glanced from Ned to Peter’s profile and back again, making sure to look completely disinterested.

“Know about what,” she said flatly.

“Who’s joining the school this year?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“Really?” Peter spun completely in his seat to look at her. MJ’s eyes flicked over to him - his brown hair a slight mess, as usual, though she could see that there had been some attempts to school it into a definite style. He, too, looked tired, though MJ could concede in the privacy of her own head that he wore it with better humour than she did herself. “How’d you know?”

“Because we’re best friends already,” MJ said.

“You what?”

“Oh, yeah. Me and my dear friend Please Shut Up go way back.” She glared at the pair of them, and then shut her eyes.

“What’s up with you?” she heard Ned say. “Late night?”

“You really wanna know?”

“Uh… yeah, I gue-”

“I was hanging out with Please Shut Up. Having a ton of good times.”

“You’re mean.”

MJ snorted. The bus came to a complete stop, and the doors sighed open; MJ kept her eyes tightly closed for a few seconds longer, trying to enjoy the feeling as much as she possibly could while everyone around her scrambled for their bags and began to pile out into the parking lot.

“Ding ding,” she heard Ned say. “This is our stop.”

“Ugh.”

Rolling her eyes behind closed lids, she grabbed for her backpack on the empty seat beside her, and slouched off the bus behind Ned and Peter. She winced against the sunlight, sleeplessness watering everything around her down to a kind of liquid surreality. She yawned - but even as she did so, even as most of her mind was dedicated to wishing that she was back in her bed with her head on a soft pillow and her comforter pulled all the way up to her chin, even as she blinked slowly and sleepily - she realised that there was some kind of commotion happening across on the other side of the parking lot.

“Oh my god,” Ned said, punching Peter - surprisingly hard, MJ thought, but Peter didn’t seem to really feel it. “Oh, my god, it’s happening. It is happening.”

The words what’s happening were on the tip of MJ’s tongue; an image of Ned’s smug face rose up in front of her, how happy he’d be at knowing something she didn’t after she’d been rude on the bus, and she bit back her questions. Instead, she started to head quickly towards the school - directly away from the crowd. There were a few odd looks thrown her way by all the people heading in the opposite direction, but she paid them no attention whatsoever.

The growing melee surged behind her as she walked through the school gates, not meeting anyone’s eye. Instead of going inside, though, she took a quick right, heading for a conveniently placed wall that started low and slowly sloped upwards; climbing up, she walked her way to higher ground, peering over the heads of the crowd in the parking lot.

She was too far away to see what was really happening, except that there were four sleek black cars all parked side by side, and some women in red standing absolutely still and eyeing the general ruckus of students. They seemed to be keeping some kind of peace just by looking vaguely ready to kill anyone who looked at them.

MJ stared, wishing she could so effortlessly channel that kind of energy.

The clothes they were wearing… she narrowed her eyes. She knew that armour, she knew those patterns. They all had shaved heads, too - no hair for anyone to grab onto in a fight.

She blinked. Surely, it wasn’t possible. She’d just spent all night reading about these exact women and their country and their weapons and their technology, and now she was sleep deprived, and seeing things. These could not be the Dora Milaje.

MJ wasn’t even completely clear on how that was pronounced, let alone being prepared to see them in her school’s parking lot.

And then, out of one of the cars, stepped a girl.

MJ felt her breathe leave her, before she’d even fully registered who she was looking at. Dressed in lowkey, casual clothes - just jeans, a t-shirt, and a black and white jacket, with her hair tied up at the back of her head - was a person MJ knew by sight, instantly. Someone she’d read about; someone she followed on Twitter; someone she’d seen on the news, announcing the arrival of new outreach buildings across the country. Someone she’d actually considered getting Snapchat for, just to see her stories and selfies.

Shuri, Princess of Wakanda.

The crowd around Shuri were going wild, yelling and waving. The Dora Milaje were looking, somehow, even more stern as they kept the tide of teenage enthusiasm at bay. Shuri offered them all a grin, and MJ felt her heart flip in her chest.

With a little nod of her head, Shuri began to walk towards the school. Like a flock of seagulls, the students all around her shuffled and squawked at each other, following along; Shuri seemed unfazed, not ignoring them, but just smiling around and occasionally laughing.

She must be used to this by now, MJ thought.

“I told my brother,” she heard the Princess say as she headed through the gates. “I told him, I wanted to take the bus! The big cars will only make it worse! Tomorrow I’m taking the bus here and there’s nothing he can do about it…”

MJ shifted, almost falling off the wall. Shuri was going to be here - not just for one day, but for two?

The suddenness of her movement must have caught Shuri’s eye. Down below, the Princess jerked her head up - frowning, her eyes drifted upwards too - and quite suddenly, MJ found herself meeting the gaze of the Princess of Wakanda.

MJ froze.

Shuri’s eyebrows raised slightly, and her mouth crooked into a smile - a small one, genuine, not for show - as she took in MJ standing atop the wall. MJ swallowed. Before there was time to smile politely, or wave, or do anything at all, the moment was over. Shuri had walked into the school, her eyes sliding away.

When the swirling wave of students chasing after her had washed inside with her, MJ hopped down off the wall. She leaned back against it; she could still feel her heart pounding.

Shuri had smiled.

And MJ hadn’t even tried to tame her hair this morning, beyond shoving it into a bun at the back of her head. Not that she expected someone as smart as Shuri to be making judgements about someone based on how many flyaways they had going on, hair-wise, or how beat-up their shoes looked, or how probably vacant and awestruck their expression was…

MJ breathed out. But Shuri had smiled.

She found herself half-smiling down at the ground, just thinking about it.

“So, how did you enjoy meeting Princess Please Shut Up ?”she heard a voice say. She looked up, blinking away her mind’s looped replaying of the moment that had just happened.

Ned was smiling at her smugly, while Peter stared up the steps after Shuri.

MJ considered using words to reply, and then decided a simple gesture would do the trick.

“Aw, come on. That’s not nice.”

They headed inside as a reluctant, ragged trio.

“So… she’s here because…” MJ said, unable to resist fishing for information any longer.

“To go to school,” Ned finished for her. “Something about community outreach or whatever.” MJ tried to keep walking normally, tried to keep breathing. Shuri. The Princess of Wakanda - a title so grandiose that it sounded ridiculous even to think it - that Shuri. Was going to be here every day? Was going to take classes? Was going to join band or the cheer squad, was going to go to parties, was going to - to go to high school?

“But she’s, like… a genius,” MJ said, sounding stupid to herself. “Like… she doesn’t need high school.”

Ned shrugged, while Peter looked thoughtful.

“Peter, does she even know about -” Ned began.

“Don’t know,” Peter said shortly, with a pointed look, before seeming to sink back into his thoughts. MJ narrowed her eyes at the pair of them, before shrugging it off.

Whatever. Those guys were losers.

And Shuri had smiled.

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Read the rest here on AO3!!

#whelvenwingsfic #nessies10kchallenge #shuri x mj #mj x shuri #trapped in an elevator #fluff and feels

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lunebinnie · 5 years

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(1/14)I am so sorry for taking so long! (I also had to spend a lot of time studying this week bc I had my first exam for my Anatomy Lab on Wednesday... And then we had our first exam for *Lecture* Thursday (which also was the day I had a bunch of powerpoints due for my very intimidating adviser...) and then I had to substitute teach all day Friday (and then I meant to respond sooner but I got so busy 😭) so yeah I completely understand about school getting in the way no worries abt it!)

And also sleeping in on a day off when you’ve been busy studying lately is completely valid hon 👌 I hope that your midterms go well and that you’re able to stay healthy and take care of yourself in the midst of preparing! (not that you wouldn’t, I just have a bad habit of neglecting things like healthy sleeping and eating habits when I get caught up studying, so hopefully you’re not like me in that way) And yeah me too! I mean on the one hand I understand *why* they have that limit

3)If u could just send as many as u want there would be so much more spam and ppl would definitely abuse that. But also?? Um? I have a chronic condition called ‘Can'tShuttheFuckUp-itis’? 🤷 This policy is so discriminatory towards people like me who suffer from this crippling condition! I feel oppressed honestly 🙄 tumblr rlly has something against ppl just trying to get to know each other huh? Lol, but at least now we know why it eats them I’ll be sure to try to prevent that in the future

4)And oh my gosh that’s so cool! I’m super jealous!! 😮 lol. I wish they hosted kpop nights at my local bar! 😭😭 But no, I’m here at my little state college in a little 2 mi2 town just under pop 5500 (and idek if that’s before or after counting college students) in the middle of the 'farm zone’ of my state. All we get is country night @Riley’s 😩 RIP. But ya I wish I had more ppl around me who were into kpop! So far I’ve only met 3 ppl who listen to it. One was that roommate I told you about

5)One is just a casual listener who isn’t really into 3rd gen groups and mostly just listens to Girl’s Generation but that’s valid, and one isn’t even rlly a fan of any groups in particular, she just puts the kpop station on when she studies bc she says she needs music but if it’s in English she gets distracted, lol And omg that is insane! $500?? And 5 copies of the same album? 😲 (Says the girl who’s been a Monbebe for a hot 2 months and has already bought three (3??) Monsta X T-shirts… 😂

6)in my defense tho one of them was only $10 bc it was Black Friday? And u can’t blame me, Hot Topic is my krypotonite lmao) but yeah I already feel guilty about spending 30+ dollars on one copy of an album (thx international shipping) That’s so wild. And yeah I don’t get why ppl feel the need go out of their way just to insult other ppl’s music taste. I’m also pretty self conscious abt sharing my music taste and obviously the way everyone around me talks abt kpop has made me even moreso now 🙃

7) I haven’t gotten into too many groups yet bc I’m trying to go slowly and focus on getting into one group at a time but I do have a long list of groups I plan on getting into eventually! NU'EST is one that I’ve heard some of their songs on my Spotify based on my listening history and they’re on the list haha 😂 And omg I feel really similarly about Got7! I tried to get into them after I got into Monsta X and right before I got into Astro and although I did really like some of their songs

8)I haven’t really been able to get into their music as much as MX and Astro’s yet. I do think they seem like a really fun group in terms of personality though. As for the comeback I know right?? I mean I know a lot of ppl were freaking out abt the comeback being a 'sexy’ and how it wasn’t gonna be the same cute Astro we all love anymore. But they filled the MV with flowers and glitter and still managed to make it sexy as fuck! This album has a very different vibe but it still felt like them

9) They managed to pull off a more mature and sexy concept while still staying true to themselves and I’m so here for it! I don’t know if I could really pick a favorite era because I love them all! I mean Spring Up was an excellent era and every era since then has been great. They really don’t know how to have any bad concepts or make any bad songs huh? Lol. Since I’m still pretty new I really love the title tracks since I’ve heard them the most. (I have listened to their full discography

10)But I haven’t listened to their Bsides enough to pick out my favorites from those) I also really love Again though! The first time I saw the dance practice I was super into it and then I looked up the lyrics and was like 'this is supposed to be sad/regretful song it has no reason to be this much of a BOP?!’ 😂 I have such a hard time picking favorites though. Since All Light is new though I actually have listened to it enough times to pick some 'non-title song favorites’ from there haha

11) Other than All Night (which is great, obvi) I also really like Starry Sky, Moonwalk and Role Play 😂 and Bloom is so pretty oh my god! 😭😭 the album is great and has no bad songs but those are the ones I particularly like. I feel u about the dances honestly. I think that’s actually what drew me to kpop initially. I mean I like listening to the songs ofc but it wasn’t until after I actually watched an MV/saw the choreography that I actually was like… Oh shit I’m gonna have to be a fan now

12) It was the visual aspect that really made me want to be a kpop fan bc I haven’t really seen that level of performance with any western music. Which isn’t to say I think all western music is bad but I think it’s really impressive to watch kpop groups singing and also doing really impressive choreography and performing at the same time. Plus that’s the part I can show my family and say 'even if you don’t like the music because of the language barrier you have to admit they’re talented dancers’

13)And yes! With Astro especially I think the dance practices rlly succinctly capture the reason why I love them so much. They are *super* talented but they also have such great chemistry and u can rlly tell that they just love each other and have so much fun together! I love a family of six hardworking dorks! 🤧💗 lol. And yeah it’s too bad that neither of are able to see them this cb ☹️ (I also did the 'hypothetically…’ research but it wouldn’t have worked out 😒) I hope you’re right though!

14)Hopefully the success of this comeback is the catalyst to Astro getting more of the attention they deserve and there will be many more opportunities to see them in the future! (Although it is too bad we won’t be able to see live performances from this cb, since it’s so pretty 😭 tho with their track record I’m sure future cb’s will be just as good lol) But what about you? Do you have any favorite songs from this cb in particular? Talk again soon! (I’ll try 2 b better @ responding 😭) -AHA

FUCKKK okay so after like a million years of midterms + 2 days straight of sleeping ya girl is BACK to answer these asks after getting through the hurdle of copying and pasting and italicizing 14 asks onto one response on my phone. Did I perhaps fail at least 3 of my midterms? Quite probably. Do I have the energy to care atm? No. Did I need to get away from everything and fly to Boston to visit my friend for reading week? Yes.

How did all your exams go? That sounds crazy though! I hope you got through everything ok!

Tbh I have the same unhealthy habits too, I essentially became nocturnal and lived on like one meal a day + snacks and coffee 😭 fr, I would be writing my midterm from 11:30-1:30, go home to eat, sleep from 4-7pm, then wake up to study all night for the next one, and repeat,,,,, I’m like an actual mess tbh

Honestly as much as I’ve enjoyed the Aroha secret admirer thing (it was sooo nice getting to meet new people) rn I’m just so glad that post-reveal we don’t have to deal with tumblr ask limits and writing entire essay responses all in one go.

Honestly 3 shirts isn’t even THAT bad especially if they weren’t all like ordered from overseas so they wouldn’t have been that expensive. When I went to the Myeongdong underground shopping centre I went craaaazy with Kpop merch despite stanning (at that point, pretty much only) BTS for a whole 3 weeks, so I ended up coming back with 2 albums, a bunch of stickers, a photocard pack (also bonus: got an Astro one too) and like a BUNCH of bt21 stuff. Speaking of, my All Light album finally came in!! I ended up getting a Moonbin, MJ, Jinjin, and Sanha photocard plus the a Rocky lyric booklet and ik I basically got THE best set for someone who loves all of them w my whole heart 😩✊ but I’m still sad I didn’t get any Eunwoo cards since he was my first Astro bias 😭 it’s soooooo pretty I love it sm and like lowkey I’ll probably end up buying more of their albums anyway oopsss

Speaking of Monsta X btw, I heard their new song and I thought it was really good! What did you think of it?

Regarding favourite songs, I swear my moods change so much, so it’s pretty common for me to not love a song at first and sort of rediscover it months later, and tbh that’s kind of what happened with Innocent Love, Baby, and Again. In this album though, I’d say my favourite Bsides are probably be Bloom, 1 in a Million, and Heart Brew Love.

And I toootally agree with the performance aspect of kpop being the thing to attract me it, even before I got really into it I’d sometime like to watch dance practices (and lowkey even learned a bunch of choreos a with my friend last term just bc we had access to a frequently empty dance studio). It’s just super impressive to see people singing and dancing at the same time mostly live, and for the same reasons I’m also super into musicals as well, which isn’t so say I think like lip syncing or just dancing/singing is bad, it’s just refreshing to see it done all at once, you know?

Also side story it turns out that I actually DO know another Astro fan irl!! Her older sister (who I’m closer to bc we’re closer in age) is the one who bought the million got7 albums. Even though she’s been a fan of Astro since before debut, her sister doesn’t even know she listens to kpop since she was afraid of getting roasted at first, but now she’s in too deep to say anything. I’d mentioned liking Astro to her before, but she didn’t say anything bc she didn’t want to expose herself in front of her sister but on Friday I saw her while her sister was out and she was like “oh btw here’s a secret I went to the Toronto fanmeet last year but my sister doesn’t know” I was SHOOK but tbh I’m just super glad now to have someone to talk about it and go to concerts with (I’m banking on the fact that they’re coming back)

Anyway, THANK YOU SO MUCH for waiting 2747287482 million years for my response, and it was so great to finally (officially) meet you Kjersten!

@kaptain-k-pop

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koalas-koalas-everywhere · 2 years

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Ok, since that seemed like an abrupt end to my Spec adventure, I’m gonna write my thoughts about Gwen that I sorta teased at one point: I don’t think she would’ve died.

The show wasn’t all that accurate, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, since it still succeeded in respecting the original content while adapting it to a new millennium and a new medium. This both sets up the possibility for the story to take new directions and eliminates the necessity of some of those directions, such as the Night Gwen Stacy Died (which is very much a necessity in the comics). AKA, since Mary Jane’s already more mature and willing to commit, and Harry’s already the Green Goblin/whatever (I am kind of mad that they faked me out like that), and Warren’s already evil and doing shady experiments and working for evil people who might have a reason to take actions against Spider-Man, and Flash is already becoming more decent thanks to Sha Shan (and was never close enough to Gwen to be as affected by her death as he was in the comics, anyway), etc, and since a lot of changes were made already, there’s nothing saying that Gwen can’t live (other than, so far, she’s fallen into the same pitfalls the og Gwen did, where she hardly gets any screen time that isn’t dedicated to talk about how much she loves Peter or cause relationship drama for him, even though they both had some “lowkey” development (this is what I call characterization that blends into the preexisting plot rather than be showcased or developed by the latter, for example, compare Gwen not immediately running when Venom appears and saying “no”, from which we can gather that she’s brave, to her outright saying that she’s brave when she stays to help Martha Connors with the genome cleanser or Mary Jane outright saying she’s not looking for commitment, and this being backed up during much of her relationship with Mark, but then slowly growing until she can say her feelings for him weren’t “un”)). Heck, I have a bit of a hard time believing she and Peter would have broken up at all, going by her treatment by the narrative.

Anyway, funnily enough, the “been-around-the-corner-a-few-times”, “voice of reason” characterization they gave to Mary Jane makes sense. Not only because, like I said, it skips the necessity of having a big event to shake her up into beginning to grow from her trauma*, but also because it allows for her and Gwen to develop a friendship so that even her initial threat to the ship wouldn’t lead the audience to resent her.** There’s something I find very funny, which is that, in the original Romita era, these two were superficially very similar with some minor differences, and this led to some competition (I know these days the story is that they were besties, but at the time MJ couldn’t say that she disliked Gwen enough, and Gwen honestly worried about her and Peter being alone together), but here they’re superficially very different, but get along immediately - ironically, Mary Jane’s even the one to approach Gwen first.

I know it seems like I’m just easily distracted, talking about Gwen’s death and then moving on to Mary Jane, but it’s just hard to talk about one without talking about the other, especially in relation to the early stages of each’s relationship with Peter and Gwen’s death. (Why do we have to talk about their relationship with Peter? Because he’s the protagonist and they’d have no place in the narrative without it.) Because the popular opinion is that if Gwen hadn’t died, Peter and Mary Jane wouldn’t have gotten together - something I agree on, since MJ went through the exact major character development that allowed Peter to fall in love with her after that.*** So this leaves us at an impasse, where Gwen’s death isn’t necessary for MJ’s development, but it’s also not necessary for her to develop into a person who could enter a committed relationship with Peter fall in love with him and have him fall in love in return, because that’s already where she’s left after Mark (theoretically - for all know, it could also make her double down on not getting close to anyone). Again, I don’t see her and Peter breaking up (if they’d ever gotten together), since the narrative clearly favors her, just commenting on how everything that makes her death an essential part of Spider-Man history has been negated, because even if they’d wanted to switch and have Peter with Mary Jane, they could do that. Heck, even the historical importance of the Night Gwen Stacy Died of ending the Silver Age and introducing realism and bigger stakes to the world of comics is void here because The Night Gwen Stacy Died already happened. You could even argue that Peter’s even learned the consequences of action (which Gwen’s death taught him in the comics) from Eddie’s fate: he lost a loved one to hatred, he endangered more of his loved ones. Maybe it doesn’t have the finality of actual death, but this was a children’s show.

*Going by the love I’m sure the show makers had for the original source, I wonder if this wasn’t intentional.

**This might also be because she immediately makes it clear that she’s not going to become Peter’s girlfriend and will encourage his relationship with Gwen.

***Yeah, yeah, I know, Because Of Her, which comes to retcon like 40 years of how we understood that scene. Honestly, going by how MJ talked about Gwen when she was alive, I see it more as like “this was a lesson she taught me through example which I rejected and didn’t want to see or apply, but now I have to use it to help this boy, both because I care about him, and to honor the memory of this dead girl, who I might have been good friends with if I’d given her the chance I’m giving him while she was alive”. It’s the only way I can reconcile that story with 90% of her attitude towards Gwen when she was alive and her reactions to her clone the first two times she showed up, which was mostly to worry about her own relationship with Peter.

#Peter Parker #Spider-Man #Spider Man #comics #Spectacular Spider-Man series #I don't want to tag it for her because I know I'm not being very nice

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imagination-of-a-melted-bitch · 6 years

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About The Admins

Hello! This is Admin Tay. I am so excited to make this because I’m so excited to have accepted the admins on the blog, they are both very talented individuals and they’re going to bring different styles to the blog so I’m really stoked. Anyway, I’m rambling…under the cut you will find a ton of info on all the admins so please…continue. This will be updated as the other two or three admins join the blog :)

Applications are here xx for anyone who wants to join~

Name: Admin T-Swizzle Swag or Admin Tay

Position: Owner/Writer/Updater

The content you create: Scenarios, Fake Texts, Fake Snaps, Reactions, Audios and I’m working on perfecting moodboards and video imagines.

Genres you work in: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Biases:

Maknae Line (BTS)

Kihyun, Jooheon, Changkyun (Monsta X)

Youngjae and BamBam (Got7)

Changbin, Jisung, Hyunjin (Stray Kids)

Hoshi, Jeonghan, Seungkwan, WoonWoo, Minghao (Seventeen)

Chanyeol, Kyungsoo (EXO)

Mark, Taeyong, Johnny, Yuta, Jaehyun, Taeil (Nct 127)

Wonshik, Taekwoon (VIXX)

Mark, Jisung, Jeno, Chenle (Nct Dream)

Mark, Ten, Taeyong, Jaehyun, Taeil (Nct U)

Kisu, Cory (24k)

Hanbin, Bobby, Junhoe (Ikon)

Moonbin, Mj, Rocky, JinJin (Astro)

Kino, Yeo One (Pentagon)

BigBang as a whole (it’s so hard to choose among these kings)

SHINee as a whole (haha how am I supposed to choose between these kings?)

Yongguk, Zelo (B.a.p)

YoungK (Day6)

Other groups/solo artists:

Jay Park Zico Dean DPR live Monster Woo Christian Yu

Affiliated fandoms:

24U, Aroha, Baby, VIP, ARMY, My Day, EXO-L, I-Got7, IKONIC, Monbebe, Nctzen, Universe, Carat, Shawol, Starlight, (No official name for Stray Kids),

UB:

I don’t have one :(

UB bias wrecker:

I don’t have one :(

Personal blogs:

Well, this is one of my personal blogs, so howdy.

Age:

Gender:

female

Sexual orientation:

pansexual

Height:

5'7

Star sign:

Scorpio

Hobbies:

Writing, playing softball, reading, corrupting my friends with kpop, spamming friends with kpop memes,

Favorite American artists/bands:

Too many to name tbh, I just like what I like,

Favorite food(s):

I like all foods besides Sushi, I don’t like the taste of the rice on the Sushi Rolls,

Favorite drink(s):

Dr.Pepper,

Favorite color(s):

I don’t even fucking know, I like all colors, shades, sign me the fuck up–recently I’ve been liking yellow more than anything though,

Favorite animal(s):

Doggos, Kitties, Lions, Shark Whales

3 facts about me:

1.) I am the oldest on my mom’s side and the youngest on my dad’s side,

2.) I live with my mother and my step-dad who might as well be my real dad because he’s the real MVP stepping in and what not,

3.) I have a reputation for being scary, threatening but I’m actually really soft and caring and only get mad if you’re annoying, a bully, or walk too slow in the hallways.

**I write for all the groups listed above under biases and for all soloists above :)

Name: Admin Deby (sorry for the gif, my pictures aren’t that pretty ^^)

Position: Admin/Writer

The content you create: Scenarios, Moodboards, probably gonna try reactions now that I’m here, but who knows lol

Genres you work in: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Biases:

ot7 (BTS)

ot7 (GOT7)

ot4 (Mamamoo)

ot7 (Victon)

Jisung, Felix, Chan (Stray Kids)

Minghao, SeungCheol, Hoshi, WoonWoo (Seventeen)

Baekhyun, Suho, Xiumin (EXO)

Lisa (Blackpink)

ot5 (Day6)

Wonho, Shownu, Minhyuk (Monsta X)

Donghae, Leeteuk, Yesung, Ryeowook, Kyuhyun (Super Junior)

Moonbin, JinJin, Eunwoo (Astro)

Yongguk, Zelo (B.a.p)

Min Hyuk, Jong Hyun (CNBlue)

Other groups/solo artists:

Big Bang Shinee Zico IU Red Velvet Henry Myteen

Affiliated fandoms:

ARMY, I-Got7, Alice, MooMoo, ELF, (No official name for Stray Kids)

UB:

Jungkook (BTS)

UB bias wrecker:

Seokjin (BTS) Donghae (Super Junior)

Personal blogs:

@btsaeipathy

Age:

Gender:

female

Sexual orientation:

heterosexual

Height:

5'4

Star sign:

Pisces

Hobbies:

Writing, reading, watching series, movies and asian dramas, talking with my friends

Favorite American artists/bands:

I don’t actually have favorite artists/bands since I like random songs everywhere lol

Favorite food(s):

(same as Tay ^^)

Favorite drink(s):

Coffee

Favorite color(s):

Blue, black, lilic

Favorite animal(s):

Doggos, Kitties, Wolves, Eagles, Tigers (and basically most of the members of the cat family, like lynx, cheetah, etc.)

3 facts about me:

1.) I’ve only met 2-3 people older than me in this world of tumblr fanfics (if you’re older or same age, please let me know, I feel like an ancient lol)

2.) I don’t like to cook so I still live with my parents bc my mom does it for me (and I also don’t have to pay rent which is good for my savings ^^)

3.) I’m a soft, shy girl who actually love to make new friends (and I care about all of them

**I write for all the groups listed above under biases and for all soloists above :)

Name: Admin Kat or just Kat

Position: Admin/Writer

The content you create: Scenarios, Moodboards, Reactions, fake snaps

Genres you work in: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Biases:

Namjoon and Taehyung ( BTS )

ot7 (GOT7)

G-dragon, Daesung ( Bigbang )

Bobby and Junhoe (Ikon )

S.coups, Vernon, DK and Jeonghan (Seventeen)

Sehun, Kai, Yixing (EXO)

Jennie (Blackpink)

ot5 (Day6)

Wonho, Shownu, Kihyun (Monsta X)

Donghae, Leeteuk, Heechul, Eunhyuk (Super Junior)

Taemin, Jonghyun ( Shinee)

Other groups/solo artists:

Zico

Jay Park

Giriboy

Sunmi

Hyuna

Winner

Affiliated fandoms:

I-Got7,ARMY,ELF, VIP, Shawol, IKONIC, Monbebe

UB:

G-Dragon (Bigbang)

UB bias wrecker:

Jinyoung ( GOT7)

Personal blogs:

@k-pop-and-drop-it

Age:

Gender:

female

Sexual orientation:

I got no idea

Height:

5'2

Star sign:

Gemini

Hobbies:

Writing, reading, watching stuff , Learning Languages

Favorite American artists/bands:

Arctic Monkeys ( They’re English I know)

The Neighbourhood

Favorite food(s):

Unlike the other two admins, my asian ass loves rice and I love Sushi. I also really enjoy the combination of chicken and rice.

Favorite drink(s):

Coffee, Cranberry and apple tea ( HNG this shit so good, got me seeing stars)

Favorite color(s):

Lavender, Baby blue, a bright orange

Favorite animal(s):

Dogs!!!( my cutie puppy Tofu ) , Kitties, Wolves, Pikas and owls

3 facts about me:

1. I am super energetic. I’m literally like a bunny on crack and a huge morning person. I actively seek out thrill and love an impromptu adventure or a party.

2. I actually started learning korean before I got into kpop. Its been a solid journey and I really hope to got study there in about a year

3. I’m Multiligual! and I digest languages really quickly so I dabble in some Japanes, chinese and Russian too!

Name: Admin Bethany

Position: Admin/Writer

The content you create: Scenarios, reactions, sometimes snaps,

Genres you work in: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Biases: OH MY LORD ASDFGHJKL

Kihyun - Monsta X

Xiumin, Chen, Sehun (debatable Luhan) - EXO

Yoongi - BTS

Jinyoung - GOT7

G-dragon, Seungri - Bigbang

Joshua, Woozi, Wonwoo - Seventeen

Jennie, Jisoo - Blackpink

Onew - Shinee

Rocky - Astro

Zelo - B.A.P.

others I’m sure, I just cant think rn.

UB: Kihyun - Monsta X

UB wrecker: Suga - BTS

Personal blogs: @kihyunsbreazy17

Age: 16

Sexual Orientation: beats me.

Star Sign: Aries

Hobbies:

Writing, reading, culinary, makeup, musical theatre

Favorite American artists/bands:

honestly no clue… prolly like Cardi B.. and uhh.. some others? I don’t have much of favorites tbh

Favorite food(s):

seafood, and blueberry scones. not together….ew hhahahaa.

Favorite drink(s):

code red mtn dew… uhhh…. apple juice.

Favorite color(s):

teal (on the greener side) and burgundy/maroon, also any muted colors.

Favorite animal(s):

cats, pigs,

3 facts about me:

1. I’m a living meme. I’m really sensitive and shy tbh.

2. lowkey obsessed with Lab Rats, I’m almost 17 nd I watch a kids show about bionic bitches, they better make new season.

3. my own personal blog isn’t working out and it makes me sad. utterly grateful to be accepted here 3.

#about the admin #admins #admin Tay #admin Deby #admin Kat #admin Bethany

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peterjonesparker · 7 years

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hello! i’ve briefly come up for air so that i could fill one prompt and write this! i’m sorry i’ve kinda fallen off the deep end but college is hard, yo. anyway, i hope you enjoy! don’t take this too seriously haha. have this fic in which mj accidentally gives peter a coupon book for sexual favors.

tagging: my wife @spideychelle-romanogers, a gem with a seasonal blog name @spookychelleblessup, the always hilarious @suplosers, someone i need to say hello to again @bellamywarriorblake, and i can’t remember if she wanted me to tag her in things but i’ll do it anyway because i love her @aqhrodites. if you asked me to tag you and i’ve forgotten, please let me know! i’ll actually make a list instead of me just being like oh wait i needed to do this!

this coupon is good for… (ao3 link)

chapter one | chapter two | chapter three | chapter four | chapter five

A List of Things Michelle Only Found Out About Peter After They Became Friends:

He doesn’t know how to use chopsticks properly. (Michelle’s had to show him several times and he’s still helpless.)

Peter isn’t the most well-read. He spends most of his time reading comics, graphic novels, books for class, books about physics, and books that in some way help him build tech for the spidey suit. (Michelle has thrown several books at his head. She’s seen a bookmark in one, so she’ll take what she can get.)

Perhaps most egregious, Peter Parker is, without a doubt, single-handedly, the best gift giver. And it’s infuriating.

See, the thing about being friends with someone who’s great at giving gifts is that you just suck at it. Michelle can spend hours thinking up something to get Peter for his birthday or Christmas or graduation and it will be like getting a rock compared to anything Peter gives her. A signed copy of her favorite book, an exclusive interview with Steve Rogers, a year-long subscription to a sock of the month club.

Michelle manages to get Peter this vintage comic book she happened upon once at an antique store and that was the greatest gift she got him. It wasn’t even a comic he’d read. But he still smiled and gasped and thanked her. Even though it was a really lame present. Michelle is determined to do better.

Yet, despite her sincerest desire to give Peter a good present to finally make up for the years and years of lame presents she’s given him, Michelle always forgets to plan. Which is how she ends up frantically looking through a Hallmark store on a Thursday night at eight pm, searching for a present to give Peter for his birthday tomorrow.

It’s sad, really. But she was busy! Classes have her swamped and it was her midterm week. She feels guilty, though. Because Peter also made her lunch for the entire week and packed it with a note telling her she’d do great. Which is why she wanted to make it up to him with a great present! But here she is, looking at sad, pseudo-edgy journal booklets.

She finally settles on a coupon book she sees offhand. She looks through it and it’s got lots of household chores, which Peter absolutely abhors doing so at least he’ll have use for them. (Peter is, on all accounts, a fantastic roommate. But his tolerance for basic household upkeep leaves something to be desired. She’s had to pick up the spider-man suit from the floor more times than she’d care to admit.) She grabs the red one as a joke (Spider-man!) and purchases it, hoping that the party she has planned for him tomorrow will at least make up for this lame gift.

Michelle makes him breakfast the next morning before his eleven am class. Chicken crumble and scrambled eggs over avocado toast. She also makes him coffee because she saw his light on at two thirty am when she went to use the restroom. He’s sleepy, but he thanks her, kissing her hair lightly on his way to the bar stool. They chat and eat before both of them leave for class. On her way out the door, she reminds him to be back by seven for her surprise.

Michelle thinks it’s very likely he knows it’s a party, but what he doesn’t know is that Tony is coming. It’s been a long time since Peter has seen him and, while she and Tony don’t always see eye-to-eye about everything, she’s excited that Peter will get to see him.

So, when seven pm rolls around and everyone’s waiting eagerly in their apartment, Michelle is, admittedly, a lot excited. May baked a beautiful cake. (Well, May’s girlfriend baked a beautiful cake. May isn’t the most adept baker. Or cook. But everyone really likes Shana and her cooking.) Ned’s flown in because it’s Peter’s twenty first. So did Liz. (Tony may have paid for their tickets, but he doesn’t really want that information spreading around. Doesn’t need anyone asking him to buy them plane tickets whenever they please.) Then the door lock starts rattling and everyone quiets, scrambling to hide.

As soon as Peter opens the door, everyone jumps and screams. “Surprise!”

Peter laughs. “You guys!” He’s smiling brightly in that dopey way he does, and Michelle feels her heart swell and her face heat up. So, she might be a little bit in love with Peter Parker. It doesn’t matter. It’s not important. We can just ignore it.

Tony walks over to Peter, and Peter chokes a bit. The two hug and it’s heartwarming. But then Ned is rushing over and tackling Peter and there’s laughter and smiling again. Michelle is happy that Peter is happy. So she lets Peter make his way around the party, talking to everyone and catching up. She’s content to stay on the sidelines, making sure everyone is happy. Most importantly, Peter.

But Tony Stark finds her halfway through the night. “Michelle, yes?” She nods her head, sipping from the specialty IPA that May brought. (If there’s one thing May does know, it’s beer.) “Thanks for doing this for him. For bringing me.” He looks down, smiling a bit. “He’s told me you don’t always think so highly of me. So, I appreciate you inviting me anyway.”

She doesn’t know how to respond. For one, she wants to punch Peter because she’d told Peter that, not Tony Stark. There’s no point in denying. So: “You mean a lot to Peter. You should get to be here, too.”

He smiles at her, nodding his head lightly. He taps his hand against his thigh and starts to walk away. He pauses for a moment, turns around, and says, as if he can’t decide if he should, “You mean the world to him. Please tell me you know that?”

She’s a bit stunned. She just nods and he seems to accept that because he walks away. She scans the room until she spots Peter. He’s in the middle of what appears to be an animated story because his arms are flying everywhere and he’s laughing and Ned and Liz are laughing into their hands and shaking their heads. Michelle has never loved him more.

She stares long enough that he finally looks at her. He gives her a crooked smile and her heart flutters. He waves her over, but she shakes her head and shoos him so he’ll go back into the conversation. He rolls his eyes and goes back to listening to Liz’s story.

The rest of the party is fairly lowkey. She catches up with Cindy, chats with May, talks to a few people from Peter’s lab. By around ten thirty, people start trickling out. Some people are going to other parties. Some are going home. By the time the last person leaves, there are cups and plates scattered all throughout the apartment for Peter and MJ to clean. (Most likely in the morning, if she’s being honest.)

He hugs her tightly. “Thank you, MJ. I had a great time.”

“I’m glad.” She chuckles, squeezing him a bit before pushing him away. She walks over to her backpack to grab her lame excuse of a gift. “I have a gift, but don’t get too excited.”

He smiles warmly, grabbing the paper bag wrapped book from her hands. When he opens the gift, he smiles and thanks her. He’s sincere and he likes the gift and he’s entirely too nice. She smiles and laughs a bit when he starts to look through the booklet. “You can redeem the coupons whenever.”

He looks at her warily and takes a large gulp. He appears to pale with each new coupon he reads and she’s honestly so confused. “I can redeem any of these coupons?”

She laughs, punching him lightly in the shoulder. “That’s the idea, dork.”

He closes the book and stares at her for a few moments. He manages, “So you’ll do any of these coupons?”

“Yes, Peter.” She chuckles, a bit exasperated. The concept really shouldn’t be this hard to grasp. She shakes her head and continues, “Just give me a little warning and yeah, of course. Any coupon.” She checks her watch and sighs. “On that note, let’s clean up tomorrow. Maybe you can redeem one of your coupons.”

Peter chokes and she looks at him quizzically. But she just shakes her head and walks to her room. She didn’t realize Peter would be so shook that she was offering to do his chores. She knew he didn’t like doing them, but honestly.

Surprisingly, however, Peter doesn’t use any of the coupons the next day. He just helps her clean and eyes her warily. Which, fine, if he doesn’t want to use her coupons, that’s on him. She won’t do his chores, then. She’s not upset that maybe he didn’t actually like the gift even though he seemed so excited about it. She’s not mad. She knows it was a silly gift. It’s all fine.

Until a Thursday night two weeks later when Peter is doing the dishes, which is his least favorite chore and Michelle knows that was one of the coupons, Michelle can’t take it. She snaps. Gently. “You know, if you don’t want to use the coupons, you can just throw them away or give them back.”

“What?” He whips around, mouth agape. “MJ, I-I, what-”

“You haven’t used any.” She pouts. She hates that she can never get him gifts he enjoys. “I can try to get you something else?”

“No!” He says a bit too quickly, taking a deep breath. “I mean.” He gulps. “Sorry. I just, got a little nervous about them.”

“Why?” MJ tilts her head, looking at him confused. “Peter, honestly, just use the coupons. Don’t worry about me. I gave them to you for a reason.” He’s far too noble.

“Just,” he holds up a hand, jumping a bit where he stands. “Give me one second and I’ll go get one.” So, Michelle waits. She walks over to the sink because she figures he’ll have her do the dishes. But, a few moments later, he comes running back with the whole booklet, flipping through. “Honestly, I’m still a little surprised so I’m not sure which one to use.”

She laughs. “Just choose the one you’d like to use, Parker. It’s not that hard.”

He gives her a meaningful look. “You’d be surprised.” He thumbs through the booklet. “You baffle me, honestly.” Then he blushes furiously and looks up at her, warily. “You’re sure about these coupons?”

“Yes, Peter!” She laughs, exasperated as she huffs a bit. He rips one of the coupons from the booklet and hands it to her nervously. She shakes her head but when she reads the coupon she does a double take. Oh. Oh. She’s gone and fucked it all up.

This coupon is good for a twenty minute make out session.

She fucking…why can’t she read? She glances at the booklet on the table and it’s decidedly…not a household chores coupon booklet. It’s got a couple on the front and lips and it’s titled Sexy Favors for Couples. Why is Peter’s costume the color of desire?

Now she gets his nerves. Why he was so confused. She’d be too. And her immediate thought is that she should tell him she made a mistake and she’s sorry and she’ll get him a new gift. But then she remembers that he, well, he wanted to use this coupon. He wants to make out with her for twenty minutes.

“Just to be sure,” she says quietly before finally meeting his eye again. “You want to use this coupon? Like, you don’t have to use it because I got you the gift.”

“Trust me.” He huffs. “I want to use it.” She doesn’t need any other go ahead so she rushes over to him and wraps her hands around his neck, pulling him forward so that their lips are locked.

It’s frantic and most likely reckless and a bad decision. But Michelle’s wanted to kiss Peter for the better part of five years now and God forbid she give up the opportunity now. Even if it’s not in the context she was hoping for. Even if she doesn’t know if Peter feels for her the way she feels for him. At least she can have this one thing.

She allows Peter to nudge her to their couch and they tumble on top of it. She opens her legs to cradle him between them and he moves his lips down to her neck. She gasps when he bites lightly, moving one hand from his back to his head so she can use his hair as an anchor. Her head is angled back so he can have easy access, and boy does he take advantage. He nips and sucks and laves, and MJ is in heaven.

But this is supposed to be for him. It was her gift to him. So, she flips them over as smoothly as she can (which isn’t all that smooth, but Peter still seems pleasantly surprised) and leans down to kiss him on the lips, filthy as she can. She even rolls her hips a little bit, which manages to make Peter gasp, so she’s pretty proud. She tries that one trick she learned from Harry in high school, and Peter loves it.

All in all, it’s a pretty successful make-out session. Especially given the fact that Michelle hasn’t made out with anyone in well over a year. (You can try to get her to admit it’s because of her feelings for Peter, but you’ll fail.) She doesn’t keep track, but she’s pretty sure they’ve been making out for more than twenty minutes. Not that either is complaining. But then MJ feels Peter’s excitement against her thigh and she figures that’s her cue to stop.

Peter’s face is slightly pink and he’s gasping for breath when she pulls away. He takes a few deep breaths and closes his eyes, leaning his head back against the couch and letting out a gentle and awed, “fuck.”

MJ laughs, kissing him lightly before she gets off of him. She doesn’t know how to react now that her crushing need to just kiss Peter Parker is gone. Well, at least for the time being. She doesn’t want to have to deal with a conversation right now because it’ll be complicated and he’ll tell her the coupons are fun but that’s all there is to it. She doesn’t want to deal with that right now.

She takes a deep breath and says, “Okay! I’ve got an early class tomorrow, so I’m going to head to bed. But let me know if you want to use another coupon.” Then she’s walking a little faster than natural to her room and closing the door quickly behind her, taking a deep breath as she leans her head against the wood. She tries to ignore the impending sense of doom that’s looming over her head.

What has she done?

#spiderman homecoming #spiderman: homecoming #spideychelle #michelle jones #peter parker #michelle x peter #peter x michelle #mj x peter #peter x mj #i write things #sh #otp: i'm just kidding i don't care #sex coupon shenanigans #it's so late rip me #i need to sleep #but here i am #posting fanfic

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