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justabigassnerd · 1 year

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Midnight Storms

Pairing - Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell x daughter!reader

Word count - 1,121

Warnings - thunderstorms, mostly fluff tbh

Summary - a thunderstorm wakes you in the middle of the night, thankfully your dad is by your side to help you

A/N - hey y'all it's time for a new Mav dad fic! as someone who has a fear of thunderstorms this was really enjoyable to write and a lil self-indulgent. anyways I won't ramble, as per y'all please send in requests, feedback and enjoy!!!

Pete Mitchell was a man who could sleep through many things. He could sleep through the end of the world if needs be. In his line of work, he became practically immune to loud noises that could rouse a light sleeper. The only sounds that could wake him were the alarms that were common occurrences aboard aircraft carriers, and if you needed him. His dad mode was much stronger than his need for sleep.

It just so happened that it was you who roused him on this particular night.

There was a thunderstorm booming over Miramar, rain relentless against the window as it poured. Thunder boomed and lightning flashed across the sky as the storm made its presence known to all. Most inhabitants of Miramar were sleeping peacefully in their beds, blissfully unaware of the storm outside. However, the storm had managed to wake you, startling you as the thunder boomed seemingly right over your head.

You curled up into a ball, pulling the duvet over your head as you trembled. Your grip on your soft toy intensified as you squeezed your eyes closed. You wanted to be brave like your dad. Your dad wasn’t someone who was scared of something like thunderstorms. Your dad was a brave pilot who saves lives. Definitely not someone who feared the elements. Despite your best efforts to remain strong, the storm didn’t let up and at one loud crash of thunder, a scream slipped past your lips.

Upon hearing your scream, Maverick shot up in bed, every worst-case scenario running through his head as he scrambled to get out of bed, blindly making his way towards his bedroom door so he could get to your room and make sure you were okay as a flash of lightning briefly illuminated the corridor.

“y/n, are you okay?” He says as he opens your bedroom door, eyes squinting to see if he could find you. He then flicks your bedroom light on and lets out a small sigh of relief at seeing a huddle in the middle of your bed. Maverick crossed to your bed carefully, gently saying your name before pulling back the duvet to reveal you curled up into a ball.

“Daddy.” You cried out the second your eyes landed on your father, abandoning your soft toy, and scrambling into his arms as quickly as you could, feeling slightly comforted by the feeling of his arms wrapping around you.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart? Bad dream?” Maverick asks quietly, running a hand up and down your back as you cling to him, burying your face in his neck. Before you could reply, thunder cracked again and you whimpered, clinging tighter than before and Maverick got his answer. Without saying anything, Maverick scooped you up and walked back to his room with you in his arms, whispering quiet words or reassurance with each step. He figured it would be better to put you in his room since he recently invested in blackout curtains for his room, and they meant you wouldn’t see the lighting as much. There wasn’t much he could do about the thunder, but his aim was to calm you down enough that you could get back to sleep. When he reaches his room, he carefully eases you down on his bed, tucking you in with a large grin as he pokes you in the side to make you laugh. Once you’re all tucked in, Maverick climbs on the other side of his bed and pulls you practically on top of his chest. He positioned you carefully so your head was resting just on top of where his heart was so you could focus on that instead of the storm outside. Your tears had slowed from the moment Maverick tucked you into bed, but you still trembled and flinched when the thunder boomed without any warning.

“Storms can be pretty scary, huh?” Maverick mumbles as he tenderly brushes some hair away from your face, smiling down at you. You nodded slightly, afraid to look your dad in the eyes at your admission. You were barely five but you knew what your dad did and would get embarrassed if you weren’t as brave as him.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart? It’s okay to be scared.” Maverick says, pressing a kiss to the top of your head to coax you into talking to him.

“You’re never scared. You’re brave.” You reply in a small whisper, making Maverick’s heart ache at your words. He knew he was an arrogant pilot who wouldn’t think twice about pulling a risky manoeuvre in the air if it meant he’d get home to you quicker. He just hated that he painted a picture that he was never scared. That being scared was something to be ashamed of.

“I get scared sometimes.” Maverick says, watching as you shift so you can look up at him, your eyes wide and curious.

“Really?” You question, not knowing whether to believe his words or not.

“Really. I have to look after myself and your Uncle Goose when I’m flying. I gotta make sure both of us make it home to our families and sometimes flying can be scary.” Maverick admits, running a hand up and down your back to help you calm down further.

“How do you make it not scary?” You question, your innocent question making Maverick silent for a moment as he ponders on how to answer your question.

“I know I have people to help me make it seem less scary. I talk to your Uncle Goose a lot and he helps me. I know he’s got my back when we’re in the air so I know I can trust him with anything. Sometimes you just need someone to talk to. And you can always talk to me about anything.” Maverick explains, brushing some fallen hairs away from your face as you snuggle impossibly closer. You let out a small yawn as the thunder rumbled, this time a lot quieter than it had been, indicating that the storm was moving on.

“You wanna get some sleep, sweetheart?” Maverick asks quietly, smiling when you nod, your eyes already slipping closed as Maverick adjusted the duvet once more and gave you a small squeeze and a kiss on the head.

“Night, night daddy. Love you.” You mumble, barely finishing your sentence before giving into the clutches of sleep. Maverick stayed awake for a few minutes longer, making sure the storm didn’t disturb you before pressing one last kiss to the top of your head.

“Goodnight, sweetheart. I love you more.” He whispers, before drifting off to sleep himself as the thunderstorm moved further away from the sleeping father and daughter, leaving nothing but silence in the room.

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nono-bunny · 6 months

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Underrated aspect of NPMD that really captured me is the kids and the relationships they have with their parents

We already knew Mayor Solomon Lauter was a bad dad from Abstinence Camp, so his behavior here was nothing per se, but... Wow, he really truly doesn't care at all for Steph, huh? "Damn you soul to five eldritch abominations, I'm not messing with them again!" he basically says to his teen daughter before getting demolished by a ghost. Again? Never did I think I wanted to learn more about that nasty man before, but... Now I am intrigued.

Grace's parents make me so fucking uncomfortable the way they speak to each other tbh, but also in terms of their relationship to her? Yeah I fucking see where she's coming from now, her parents are so controlling and stifling that it's no wonder she gets a little bit of power and goes insane!

Pete and Ted's dad sells ladies shoes and? I think that's all we ever get about their parents iirc, but we do know that they were both sent to Camp Idontwannabang and despite both of them being weird, they also seem to me like they might just have the overall most loving and normal parents. We know Ted's personality changed over time, and he and Pete seem to have an overall positive relationship as far as I could tell, but it's not like? Foster's level of caring for one another in their parents stead and the fact that we never hear anything BAD about their parents make me think that they just aren't very remarkable, so like? Good for them honestly

Ruth??? Oh my god Ruth is so lonely and starved for love and affection I cannot imagine a world in which she has loving parents, she mentions talking to fucking telemarketers all the time but never once talks about her family and honestly??? That kinda says it all for me, Ruth seems to be in a very unloving home and I'm so sad for her- her focus on broken families in The Barbecue Monolgues feels like it's also indicative of her personal life tbh, poor girl!! I'm glad she has Richie and Pete, she's weird af but so are they and they make it work!

Richie says nothing about his family either so I'm just gonna. Headcanon him having like, a normal family who thinks he's a bit weird but loves him all the same and doesn't like, try and stop him from living his life because that's the kinda environment his very open love of anime seems to imply to me

And finally... Oh my god, Max... Yeah his dad is 100% abusive. Him being afraid of going back home even when he's frightened of ghosts and skeletons, the way he loiters around public places after school looking to take out his own frustration on others... His bullying and abuse seems like learned behavior and I actually feel so bad for him, he's a complete dick but he's also not wrong about the way literally nobody cares about him once he dies. Is it weird that I feel like the school is seriously failing him by brushing off his behavior rather than checking on his life situation of trying to find where it's coming from? Like, I get it, he's the star quarterback, they don't wanna mess with him or something (I'm not gonna even pretend to know how American high schools seem to work, the whole school environment before he dies is completely foreign to me) but??? Surely letting him just run wild like that would raise SOME alarm bells in someone's head that there's something wrong in his life???? Personally I headcanon the timeline where Miss Holiday becomes the guidance counselor to also be the one where he gets help from her and/or Duke. I don't know that there something inherently supernatural about him but SURELY Duke also works with normal families, right? Anyway in other life I hope he actually gets help because he seems to be in a really shitty situation and the school is just enabling his behavior which also naturally majorly sucks for everyone around him. The guy needs therapy fr

I actually really loved all six of them, and even though Max is awful, I kinda wanna see a story where they all team up and become friends because I kinda feel like they'd be unstoppable lol (also the symmetry of five Lords In Black and one Webby????)

#nerdy prudes must die #starkid #hatchetverse

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shamemp3 · 3 months

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THOUGHTS ON YOUR FAV SPIDERMAN RUN KING? 🎤

OHHHHH MAN.

okay. i have two favorites. there is jms's run (DESPITE sins past and omd bc those were editorial pushing that onto spider-man's narrative and it just happened to be him writing asm at the time so he was stuck with those shitty storylines. i also didnt like the spider-totem shit bc imo it goes against the core of spider-man which is that he wasnt "the chosen one" and that anyone can be spider-man but i will forgive jms for this) and there is friendly neighborhood spider-man 2019 which. believe it or not was by tom taylor. do not like the guy but that run was REALLY good but jms is still on top for me he just gets spider-man sooooo much tbh

jms's spider-man is good for many reasons to me, aside from the storylines being fun in general like even tho omd was ass it was written beautifully. peter and mj's goodbye brought tears to my eyes even tho i hate that stupid fucking idea im glad it was jms that executed it bc at least the writing was beautiful. AND what came before omd was back in black which is one of my favorite peter storylines in the entire world bc jms does write peter as a funny guy while also having him be hot-headed and vengeful and a dick ESPECIALLY when people he loves are on the line and this is something that many modern writers forgettttt omfgggg they diagnosed him with funnyguy disease and he has NO OTHER traits and he's so shallow but with jms he's real because you can tell his humor and his flippantness is an act and that he is VERY intense as a person which ... duh. his guilt is what gets him into spider-manning and then that guilt grows into a sense of responsibility and a care for community and people and that is something else i love about jms is the community in his stories !!! many of his storylines are focused on the neighborhood rather than him fighting outer space aliens or some shit its literally just him helping his neighbors and sometimes not even as spider-man but as peter which i love. and he's a teacher in this run too which is one of my favorite jobs peter has ever had because i think it fits him very well and he loves it and i wish he had gotten to keep it.

this run is so earnest and sincere and so many panels and conversations with mj and may make me insane but its still funny and it shows you who peter really is as a character i wish i could explain it with words but ill show you my favorite panels later instead. petermj is also at its heigh here and i think that if anybody were to read any peter run it should be jms's. i just think that overall jms shows you that despite peter's humor you still see how much he cares about people and how earnest he really is despite the whimsy (sigh) and though he's rude and a dick he does put his heart into everything it's just that the entire world is so against him and so his guilt and his grief and his choices eat at him no matter the outcome.

i also love this run bc mj knows about spider-man and may finds out and it just makes me think wowwww wwhat we could have had if omd had not happened. i get peter and his secrets blah blah but i hated that so many people do not know anymore after bc come on. ESPECIALLY mj and may (and the f4 and matt as well tbh but. for another day) and idk this run shows u a little glimpse of how much better it is when pete's loved ones know about his other life. idk. this was a small thing but whatever

i have so much in my head its just not coming out and its not coherent so. panels:

asm (1999) #34

asm #35

asm #38

asm #53

i want to add more panels but my laptop is starting to lag excuse her she has been with me since 2017 and is breathing so loud right now

to sum it up the writing is beautiful i love peter as a teacher i love the neighborhood and community aspect i love peter's characterization i love mj and may i even liked the little part where he lived in the avengers tower idk it was fun. i LOVED back in black. i didnt like the spider-totem shit bc i refuse to believe peter is the chosen one and i HATE sins past and i HATE omd (but jms wrote it beautifully). but overall jms gets it he sooo gets it and i love this run forever and as for taylor's fnsm 2019 its nice and fun and he also got pete's characterization but i wont go into it as much

#i genuinely wish i was more eloquent with this but. here you go. kiss me btw ily thank u ya 7ayati #leyli

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metacrisisdoctor · 1 year

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i think about tentoo a lot in general but especially about how HAPPY he had to be to stay with rose?? i’m so sad we never got to see him experience the pure joy, like depression era ten was A LOT and the thought of tentoo just having rose by his side again after that makes me insane

yeah!! that's the best part about tentoorose. not just that rose gets to be happy but that a version of the doctor does too, and seeing how heartbroken and lost ten is without her just feeds it. they go hand in hand, same man with different opportunities and what not. i love love love it. i really just want to see them again because of this, even if it's a cameo. i just want to see them happy and doing their thing!

tbh tentoo overall is SUCH a fascinating character because he is the doctor, but he is also a different man now. there is no denying that. both things are true.

look at this gif, the subtle differences in how david played them:

notice how serious ten looks, while tentoo has that youthful excitement and curiosity that he had in s2? tentoo may have been born in battle but he was also born out of running toward rose down that street, he was born out of love for her TWICE, he was born out of that excitement and you can see that in his character really clearly imo.

the doctor is so used to saving people, helping them - that's who they are. but then they gets to get on their ship and go off to the next adventure. tentoo has to stay and clean up the mess, he has to see the aftermath (as we see in flight into hull, when jackie asks him if they're gonna have to pay for the bridge they just destroyed lmfao) and help with that too. what's that like for him?

the doctor is aware of mortality, but he has never actually experienced it. this doctor has rose and a family, but he gives up everything he knew for it - including the tardis, which is just as much his as it is ten's. and imagine the amount of love he has for her to do that, to walk away from everything to be with her!!!

and i'm sure he struggles sometimes but struggle makes us human, and he has this life that he never thought he could have because the universe was kind to him this ONE time. it's so 😫😵‍💫 pete's world is just all about second chances and being together somehow. by some miracle. it's so precious to me.

#reply #ten is soooo weighed down but tentoo is spared all of that #like right after the dalek shoots him that's when there are two timelines - the kind one and the cruel one #and both are true #and sometimes he wonder why he ended up in the kind one #sometimes he feels guilty or like an imposter i'm sure #BUT THATS HUMAN!!!#it's so good it makes me wanna gnaw my hands off

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stormyoceans · 2 years

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I'm convinced that that scene in the trailer of vegas barging in with his bodyguards is the minor and main family's final conflict so it's probably going to be after pete has escape him and I can't stop thinking about them still being on opposite sides and their first encounter after what happened is them with guns!! And then them not being able of using is against each other, like imagine vegas not being capable of killing someone when it always looks so easy for him to do that... I need this to happen tbh, and also pete not being able to do his duty as a bodyguard and kill the guy threatening his boss!! And maybe that's when he chooses vegas.... Thinking thoughts rn... The lack of scenes of them in the trailer and the promise that the storyline is going to be better is really doing something to all of us huh

THINKING SO MANY THOUGHTS ANON OH MY GOD I NEED TO SIT DOWN

okay so NO BOOKS SPOILERS because i haven't read them so this is just speculation but at this point im pretty sure that vegas barging in with his bodyguards is gonna be the big final showdown between the two families too and the THOUGHT OF IT BEING THE FIRST TIME VEGAS AND PETE SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN AFTER EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED BETWEEN THEM AND PETE ESCAPING MAKES ME WANT TO CLAW MY FACE OFF

honestly i would LOVE to have a scene where they find themselves pointing a gun at each other in the middle of the fight and HESITATE, finger trembling over the trigger, but since we're already going to have the gun thing with kinn and porsche HERE'S WHAT IM GONNA NEED IN ITS STEAD (unless they give us a parallel which i definitely wouldn't mind, but just in case they won't imma need):

the scene with vegas barging into the room to be followed by a close-up of pete's face where just by looking at pete's expression you KNOW he won't be able to be objective about the whole situation;

a moment during the fight where pete finds himself in the perfect position to shoot vegas but he CAN'T, god he can't, and then he sees one of kinn's other bodyguards coming up somewhere behind vegas and pointing a gun at him, so pete either a) runs to shove vegas out of the way, or b) reacts without realizing it and shoots the guy (guess which one im partial to ;;;;;;;), and like you said THAT'S the moment pete realizes he can't be a bodyguard for the main family anymore (i so desperately need pete's struggle about his feelings for vegas to be only a matter of loyalty, because he served tankhun and kinn and the main family for so many years and he IS loyal to them, hell he even cares about some of the people there, so he thought he could take his feelings for vegas and bury them down in the same place where he buries everything else, his real self, the regret he may have ever felt about taking someone's life, except this is different.. pete is a rational guy, but he can't be rational when it comes to vegas, not when he knows vegas is a threat that should be taken down and yet everything in him is screaming PROTECT HIM);

vegas seeing pete after realizing pete was the one to save his life and the entire world falling away, the fight, his father's orders, his men looking for direction, kinn.... i want vegas to look at pete and forget about everything else because pete is right in front of him again and that's the only thing that matters and pete's name is falling from his lips like a prayer and he is taking a step towards pete and that moment of distraction is the thing that costs him the entire operation.

ANYWAY........ im begging boc to give us even the smaller of vegaspete crumb tomorrow because not seeing them even just for one episode clearly made us all even more insane...........

#im so sorry for the word vomit anon i really need to be put out of this misery #literally need this fight to deliver the most insane vegaspete content #kinn is busy groping porsche in a corner meanwhile both pete and vegas are having the biggest revelation of their lives #kinnporsche the series #kinnporsche #vegaspete #m: ask

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newcontinent · 1 year

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ot4

okay so i made this largely ryden/polypanic reclist before i know, but i wanted to make a complete list of all my favourite longer ot4 fics as well as just smut. it’s fair to say this list is extensive and ever-expanding. enjoy!

(note: it’s safe to assume all these fics are nc-17 unless otherwise stated)

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a sense of touch by liketheroad (16,000, rated PG)

from the very beginning, slowly at first but always steadily growing towards more, they touched. so much and eventually so without thought that they never had to wonder why it felt wrong when they didn’t, because that itself happened so infrequently.

(this is so so lovely it makes me cry tbh. canon compliant and delicate and wonderful)

all in by fictionalaspect (8000)

"last person still in wins the pot," jon says. he finishes with a flourish, folding up his two pieces of paper and dropping them on top of the folded twenty at the bottom of their empty weed jar.

brendon pushes his hair out of his eyes, bites his lip, and stares at his two scraps of paper. he writes the first two things that come to mind.

(well written, well read, well loved. brendon gets rimmed, ryan wears lingerie, we’re all happy)

be(side) the sea by liketheroad (21,000, rated T)

ryan and spencer grow up on a lonely island by the sea, two against the world, and then comes jon walker to make it three.

(and then brendon arrives too! this is so sad in places but exceptionally pretty in others and i just really really like it)

burn up in love love love by dsudis (12,000)

miss you miss you miss you

(who knew jon getting gang banged could be so sweet??)

circus verse by mokuyoubi (38,000 altogether)

spencer and ryan are part of pete's travelling circus. jon and brendon come for the show, but there's something about the place that keeps them coming back for more.

(this is ryan/brendon and jon/spencer in the first part, but it’s so good and i love the idea of this au tbh)

clearly aware of the stars by jenish (18,000)

(bby!brendon has a huge crush on jon, so spencer and ryan decide to, ahem, help him out. aka cute tiny gay boys having feelings)

different names for the same thing by liketheroad (24,000, rated PG)

wherein ryan, spencer, brendon and jon live in a house in chicago and go to school and work and make waffles and have misunderstandings and fall in love. also wherein tom conrad is kind of magic.

(i love everything this author writes to be honest, but this and the other 2 fics by them on here are just so cute and awesome and everything i love about polypanic)

discussion of children at prayer (divine in accepting your defeat) by ignite_it (4500)

in which ryan, spencer and brendon died before they could live forever, pete is ruthless and possibly crazy, the world might be ending, and jon walker just wants his family back. (sad and far-fetched, but it made me cry so it belongs on this list)

every turn a surprise by mixtapestar (56,000)

when brendon is 10 years old, weird things start happening. he quickly discovers his ability to read minds, and then he spends several years at the academy, learning how to control it. after he is forced to run away to avoid being drafted for his ability, he gets hired onto a spaceship, where he meets spencer, ryan, and jon. things just get crazier from there, especially when he starts to fall in love with more than one of his coworkers.

(considering the length, the plot is kind of underdeveloped in places, but still - space au ot4!!! with superpowers!!!)

find what you need by lady_deathangel (5000)

(this was written for a bottom!jon meme and it actually has a bit of a plot. what more needs to be said)

four men and a little cabin by gigantic (9000)

unrelated, non-linear scenes from a recording cabin

(i constantly thank god for cabin fic)

from countess to cabin boy by formerlydf (35,000)

to be fair, brendon never truly intends to join the crew of a pirate ship. It just sort of... happens. she's sitting at a table in the corner, sipping her water and trying to figure out where to go next, when a boy about her age sits down at the table with her. "have you ever considered a life of action and adventure on the high seas?" he asks her cheerfully. brendon stares at him. she also stares at his hair — at least, she thinks it's his hair. It could be some sort of weird, hair-like hat gone terribly, terribly wrong. "um. what?"

(pirate au!! is it kind of ridiculous? yes. is the genderswap awkward and/or offensive? surprisingly not! overall p adorable tbh)

high school verse 1 and 2 by softlyforgotten (38,000 altogether, rated T)

(the reigning monarch of high school aus writes more high school au. the first part is mostly vicky/greta, but seriously this entire thing is so good and the polypanic in both parts is so well done i love it a lot)

(i’ll be) the only thing between you and the stars by mokuyoubi (68,000)

pete likes to be the admiral of the fleet in his free time, the cobra is after the academy, the helena is after the cobra, and brendon gets caught in the middle, leaving it up to spencer, jon and ryan to come to his rescue. oh yeah. star trek au.

(*bangs on table* star trek au!! star trek au!!! star! trek!! au!!!! amazing tbh)

the less specific i become by notamagnet (21,000)

brendon was found wandering the desert when he was two and was later adopted by the uries. he’s never felt as though he fits in with them, but he loves them regardless. everywhere he goes he can’t help but wonder if he’s passing someone who knows what happened to him. one day on tour, he meets someone who does.

(brendon is adopted and his real dad is the president???? idek man but there’s just something about this fic that i really, really like)

let each who is worthy by mokuyoubi (86,000)

“it was probably just some shitty band, you know? i mean, how many high school bands ever go anywhere, what are the odds? but i still can’t help wondering how things might have been different, if i’d joined them. like. that was a bad time for me, and what if i had found a place where i fit in? where would i be now?"

brendon has his religious crisis but never meets panic! and goes away on his mission after high school.

(hugely long and ambitious considering, but it still works and it’s kind of amazing. absolutely worth a read)

one more than three by cynthia_arrow (9000)

"i think i want to have sex with ryan ross," jon says as he spills across the threshold.

to his credit, gabe doesn't laugh, doesn't even so much as smirk.

(brendonryanspencer are together, jon is sad and wants in, and gabe is actually a very good friend)

panic! at the discworld by imperfectcircle (+ podfic by reena_jenkins) (5000, rated G)

brendon came from a tiny farm in the ramtop mountains half a cow and two acorns short of being a hovel, and had assumed the city of ankh-morpork would be similar in size and variety to the kingdom of lancre. it might even be smaller, he had supposed, because lancre -- that huddled collection of villages, mountains and goats -- was a kingdom, whereas ankh-morpork was merely a city.

this was much like using height to deduce that a baby made less mess than a hat stand, and tended to have the same effect on one's shoes.

(oh man this fic THIS FIC. 100% as good as it sounds, it captures pterry’s voice perfectly, it features otto!!!, and it is just so fucking great i cry. podfic is a++ as well)

so tonight that we might see by softlyforgotten (32,000)

adventures and reunions of a spacely sort.

(more spaceship aus!!! okay ngl this fic p much broke my heart but i love it very dearly and there’s a happy ending i promise!!)

(songs about fighting for boys who don’t fight) by jae (17,000)

right when jon was joining, william had said to him, “you know, they’re a - tight-knit bunch.

(new beginnings are hard to navigate, and ryan is a little bitch (as per usual). jon centric and wonderful if painful)

spyro! by solarcat (9000)

in which spencer smith is a small, purple dragon, ryan ross makes magical scarves, brendon urie writes songs about lonely manticores, and jon walker is magic!

(okay so part of me can’t even believe i’m even putting this in this list, but i couldn’t not do it. it’s ridiculous, it’s hilarious, but it’s also well written and it’s sure as hell original!)

that’s what he said by cyclogenesis (23,000)

truckstops and statelines and boyfriends, etc.

(okay so this is, to be truthfully honest, mostly just smut, but it is smut that is very important from me. take it from rosie, i never shut up about this fic)

there’s no ‘i’ in ryan ross by jzbell (9500)

jon walker attempts the impossible: to make the gayest band on the planet even gayer.

(group sex as organised by jwalk - what’s not to love?)

triangulation and other games of numbers by redsnake05 (24,000)

spencer doesn't think he should believe mike or tom, at first, but he finds himself wanting to trust them. when he finds out what they've really been doing, he's lucky to also find something else that he actually can trust in. (features various permutations of tom conrad/mike carden/spencer, but ultimately a great polypanic fic about trust and boundaries. and sex. obviously)

the way you make me feel (it knocks me off my feet) by dishonestdreams (9000)

jon doesn't know how he ever got by without this. without them. (i’m not super down for dom!ryan but i am incredibly down for sub!jon so there we have it. also v well written)

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(side note: because this list was getting kind of ridiculously long, i decided to split it into 2. my other ot4 reclist can be found here, and it contains smaller fics/pure smut fic that i didn’t want to put into this list)a

#reclist #IGNORE THIS

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oh-phineas · 5 months

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Thursday, November 30 -- SWYNRP Character Wishlist: A list of 10+ characters you’d like to see in the RP (for you to play or someone else!)

Soooooo, to be honest, I still feel VERY strongly about the majority of my suggestions last year and I couldn't bear to not include them. But I didn't want to cheat by literally copy/pasting last year's task so you will find them at the end. Let's goooo!

Luz Noceda

So I haven't actually watched much of the Owl House (Like... 2 episodes maybe) and therefore I am not the person to bring this character, but I just thought Luz was so adorable and so relatable I mean she is a fangirl just like us!!! And she would fit in perfectly at Pride U her story is so easy to adapt to Swynlake. We have so many awesome TOH people and I just think we should have our protagonist!!

FC idea: I think it's been said before but cutest girly ever Madison Reyes

2. Koda and Kenai

I went through this phase (probably inspired by TLOU tbh) where I really loved the idea of like Koda and Kenai from Brother Bear as a duo that wound up together because they were both hitchhiking across the US (Koda looking for his mom, Kenai looking for someone to break his curse) and it turns out Kenai killed Koda's mom!!!! That would be crazy right? Maybe somehow they end up in Swynlake and run out of money and otherwise get stuck here, and eventually the truth comes out about Koda's mom.... listen I just love Brother Bear and I love found family and I love a sibling-type relationship where one of them is a little shithead because they're hiding how they're actually really hurt and the other is a grump it's always just so fun. Someone take this idea away from me please.

I don't have FC suggestions off the top of my head but I highly recommend talking to Mak, the FC wizard, if that is a concern!!!

3. Izzy Hawthorne

I just think the Swynlake Rangers have a lot of potential (especially if it's like in Lightyear where the group is kind of a joke lmao and maybe even one or two of them are actually just there for court mandated community service). I love an idealist and a disney protag type girly with big dreams and I just think she'd be so much fun!!

FC idea: Jasmine Savoy Brown

4. Mama Odie

I think Mama Odie could be a lot of fun. She's a character with a sense of humor in the movie, she enjoys being kind of cryptic and even though she helps people she always makes them work for it. And I just think it'd be interesting to have her around and kind of challenge Tiana's ideas about New Orleans and what it was like being a Mundus vs. a Magick living there. And maybe could incorporate some stuff about her dad and the RAS? Idk just a thought!!

5. Collette

Another selfish Tiana connection request lol but PLZ. Let's do French cooking vs Cajun cooking! Let's do fine dining versus mid level dining! Let's do THE BEAR AU!!!! YES CHEF THANK YOU CHEF!!!!

FC Idea: Greta Lee I mean COME ON!!!! Have you ever seen a more Collette FC in your life.

6. Joe Gardner

I am simply a sucker for a story about ~what it means to live a good life~. I like the idea that Joe gets to come back and he's so determined to be a famous musician and then he realizes what makes a good life is the friends he made along the way etc. I also just want more Soul characters lmao. I love u Joe <3

FC idea: Michael B Jordan yes sir plz come teach me about music I'm listening

7. Bonnie and Forky

Sorry I just think this is the craziest and funniest idea I ever had. Like we all know what it's like to be under pressure as a creative but what if you were under so much pressure that your demon friend's life depended your ability to produce??? I just think it could be a really fun satire on like hustle culture especially in the creative world and I also think Forky is a hilarious character and I need someone to bring this.

Bonnie: I think Haley Lu Richardson has the what-the-fuck-have-I-done energy lmaooo

Forky: Pete Davidson because it would be funny

8. YUBABA PLZ

I am once again asking for an evil sorcerer... And c'mon wouldn't it be fun to join the 50+ Ladies Who Slay club... Seriously I have plot ideas for you I'm not even kidding plus we could even get a Zeniba and do the whole rivalry thing it would be great just trust me

Again no FCs off the top of my head but happy to help you hunt

9. PJ from a Goofy Movie

I love a sweet gentle boy and so do you. Ngl the majority of this idea is simply my love of the character Cheese in Reservation Dogs the sweetest person ever plz watch the show if you haven't... but yeah please someone get PJ and use Lane Factor as the FC

10. Cruella De Vil

Come onnnn, join the hunters, you know you want to!!! Cruella is a truly heinous villain but she also is a villain who slays. She would be so fun like just imagine her rubbing shoulders with Gen or making deals with Smee! She brings her own fabulous flair to the shady world of poaching and I would like to see it.

FC idea: Taraji P Henson

IDEAS FROM LAST YEAR THAT I STILL STAND BY

The Potato Heads as a couple that adopts triplets and then discovers they are actually powerful Magicks!

Mr. Potato Head as David Harbour

Mrs. Potato Head as Jennifer Coolidge

Massimo from Luca as Matty Matheson, a hunter who just does it because it's the only way he knows how to support his family

Dr Facilier as Jacob Anderson but he's a misunderstood guy who just got driven away bc people didn't trust his magic

Missy Fritter as Lea DeLaria

Or Melanie Field for a younger casting!

Darren Barnet as Jackson Storm

Jacob Elordi as Hans sorry Laur

And now for some FCs I would like to see.......

D'Pharaoh Woon-A-Tai

Teyonah Paris

Will Sharpe

Hari Nef

Rachel Sennott

Melanie Lynskey

Megan Suri

Ncuti Gatwa

alright that's all i got, please get these characters!!!

#swynwrimoemma #swynwrimo2023 #WE DID IT!!!

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decadentpaperduck · 2 years

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Unspoken - TASM! x Reader

(Continuation of the drabble I posted earlier, I have not written properly for a long time please bear with me!!)

TASM! Peter Parker X Fem Reader

Grown-ass adults tbh, in their 20s

Summary: Peter’s secret identity is still intact but it makes having a crush on his roommate even trickier, especially when he has to turn down your (potential) advances for Spiderman duties.

Warnings: Fluffy, angsty, cuuute. Roll with whatever, one swear word I think.

“Can you do this up for me?” You appeared in front of Peter in the living room, fighting with the tiny, round clasp of your necklace. “I hate these things, they’re so stiff and awkward it just-”

“Come here.” He lightly pulled on your right shoulder to spin you away from him. “Don’t worry your pretty, little head.” He visibly cringed at his own words, but you smiled shyly as you passed your necklace behind you. He reached his arms around the front of your face, draping the gold rope across your flushed neck. “Could you lift your hair for me?” You fulfil his request and try to pull all your hair together off the back of your neck. His hands grew clammy as the silence encased you both, making the necklace more difficult to do up.

“I could just not wear it.” You giggled, trying to ease the tension.

“No,” he strained, “I’ll get it.” You could almost hear the concentration. “What’s this for anyway? Going somewhere nice?”

“Oh, you know that, uh,” You faltered. “That thing I invited you to with my work friends?” The thing that Peter couldn’t attend because he had Spiderman duties and he just couldn’t tell you.

“Ah.” He silently cursed himself.

“Should be good.” You cleared your throat.

“Don’t enjoy yourself too much without me.” He laughed nervously as he connected the clasp to the chain.

“I couldn’t possibly.” You turned to face him and rolled your eyes. You only hoped your delivery disguised the sincerity.

Peter wiped his palms on his trousers, praying it didn’t look as weird as it felt. “Maybe I can come next time?”

“O-”

“If I don’t have any better offers.” A frown ghosted over your usually relaxed features. Pete realised he perhaps said that a little wrong but rather than correct himself, he let the borderline insult fall into a chasm of regret.

“I think I am going to head out now Peter. See you round.” The use of his full name hit him like a punch to the gut. You turn back to your bedroom and grab your things before fleeing out the door.

Pete groaned and threw himself down on the couch. One simple favour of giving a friend somewhere to stay had turned into a minefield. Not to say that he regretted letting you stay - he had never agreed to anything better. You were a bubbly, radiant young woman with passion- and even work friends, which was more than he could say for himself. However, his feelings for you were no longer platonic, and navigating a secret identity and a crush the size of New York was proving difficult.

Pete had been told, on good authority, that there was a planned break out from The Raft. The prisoners must have heard Pete was going to be invited out with the most attractive girl to ever share his microwave meals and decided that was the best day to run riot in the city.

He wasn’t entirely comfortable with the idea that you were still going to be out but had to hope the prisoners weren’t feeling too energetic and wouldn’t wander too far.

This was going to be his first serious spider case since you had moved in two months ago and of course, in an ideal world, you would be in the loop and stay out of the way - but he couldn’t risk giving you the intel. You could be gone again next week and if he told you anything now, it would be a liability, for him and for you. He wanted nothing more than to be honest with you, what kind of relationship was built on lies? No good ones, that’s for sure. Maybe that was a sign.

You were at the indoor mini-golf course, a glass of coke in one hand, a putter in the other. If Pete had been with you, he would laugh, just a little, but offer to help you with your swings no doubt.

You tried to figure out what happened. What was it that made his tone switch? Perhaps he was beginning to notice your feelings for him and he wanted to nip anything in the bud before you got the wrong idea.

“Everything okay?” Your boss asked you. “Not a sore loser are you?” She nudged your elbow and gave a wink.

“I have to confess. I think I a-” A commotion outside stopped your laughter in its tracks. “What was that?” A symphony of screams sounded from the street and you dropped your putter, you and your boss latching onto each other, coke spilling over your arms. Everyone on the golf course stood silent, a complete contrast to the world outside. A rumble ran through the concrete and the faint buzz of electricity could be heard. “Maybe an electricity pole fell?” You asked with hope, as though that could possibly have caused the screams. Your boss loosened her grip and pushed her way through the crowd to the windows. You put your glass of coke down on a mini-golf prop and scampered up behind her, hoping people would part for you, too.

You saw men in orange jumpsuits, holding weapons that looked like swords, but you could have sworn that that was where the buzzing noise was coming from. Every time the weapon moved, the frequency hummed louder. People were running away from the centre of town, tripping over pot holes and discarded rubbish; almost everyone had fled their cars. It was manic.

It took some time to register that the masked vigilante, known as Spiderman, was following them from above, picking them off quietly. You smiled. It was a win for the Underdog. Pete would have appreciated his methodical planning. To your mind, Pete was working overtime at the lab and had no idea what was happening right in front of you. Or so you thought.

Peter dropped down from his position above and began his attack from ground level. He had a good upper hand. He couldn’t help but feel a little smug that things were going so well. However, that was not to last long.

A man, drunk out of his mind, ran out into the street to face the criminals. Peter rolled his eyes, drunk men were an occupational hazard.

“Forget Spiderboy, fight me. A man.” The rotund, red-in-the-face man was glowing with sweat, visible under the street lights. His words caused the prisoners to look closer at their surroundings. Most of them took a glance upward, but the sweaty man went as far as to point at Peter.

“Come on, maan.” He drew out the last syllable of his words before launching himself upwards once more.

He landed again, amongst the crowd of men in orange, and shot his webs at the nearest thug. Once secured, he yanked the man from where he stood and span him in a circle, knocking out some of the other criminals.

“Boooo, predictable.” Sweaty Man strikes again.

“Okay, since when did fighting crime come with a side order of heckling?” Peter quipped, webbing another man to a mailbox.

Before Peter could move to deal with the desperate-for-attention-drunk, a fist collided with the side of his left eye socket.

You recoiled the moment the prisoner’s punch landed. Spiderman did stumble but seemed to make a good recovery, sweeping the drunk off his feet to safety before continuing his assault on the escapees. You found yourself worried for the man beneath the suit. You let yourself daydream about what sort of man he was, whether he had a wife and kids, or if his girlfriend might be the one to patch him up. Maybe he went home to no-one, maybe he was alone.

In the time it took you to imagine these different lives for the masked man, he had managed to overcome the prisoners and slip away into the night. Your boss protectively insisted she put you up for the night. There was no feasible way for you to get home, especially on your own, after what had unfolded, so you listened. You thought about messaging Pete but decided that what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. He probably didn’t know about the events in the town centre and wouldn’t be worried in the slightest.

Pete approached the front door of the flat with caution. His spidey senses revealed nothing. It was late, but you were not back. He nibbled the inside of his cheeks, his eyes searching for any sign of you. He inhaled and shook his head, sending a pain through his sinuses. He blinked and retrieved a bag of peas from the freezer. She was a grown up, he thought. He shouldn’t worry. As far as he had seen, there were no injured members of the public, they hadn’t got that far, somehow.

Something disturbed him about how easy the encounter had been, but the concern shot out of his body as the temperature of the peas permeated his brain. “Fuck.” He whispered, a small release from the intensity of the past 4 hours. You weren’t back, but that didn’t have to mean anything bad had happened. He would restrain himself from searching for you. He would let you breathe.

You came in the door loudly the next morning. You didn’t want Peter to think you were sneaking about like you had something to hide, or someone. Not that it would have mattered. Why would it matter to him where you might have been? He may have had a better offer, right?

You made a dash to the bathroom to wipe away any imperfections or signs of tiredness and flushed the toilet as though it were a practical visit. You took a deep breath and headed out into the living room to see Peter slumped, half upright on the couch in the clothes he was wearing yesterday.

You smiled. Peter felt you watching him, having woken up when you walked in, but affords you the opportunity to pretend you weren’t staring and makes a show of stretching his arms and cracking his neck as he opens his eyes.

“Cracking your neck is not the best for your body, Pete.” You smiled some more, feeling soft that you had caught him at such a vulnerable moment.

“It’s a good job I care nothing for my general health and wellbeing.” He mirrored your smile, but it soon fell as yours did.

“Pete, what on earth have you done to your face?”

Peter pretended he had no idea what you were talking about and reached up to the wrong side of his face.

“No, the other side you moron,” You rushed over and sat beside him on the couch, “When was this? Does it hurt?” You grazed the purple patch surrounding his big, brown eyes, he barely even flinched. He stared at your transfixed expression, silently revelling in your reaction. “Is it new? Did I not notice it?” You blinked, “Can you put something on it, please?”

Laughter fell from Pete’s lips.

“Is it really so horrible to look at?”

“The bruise is fine. It’s the face I don’t want to see.” You smiled knowingly.

”Okay, brutal, but fair.” The purple skin around his eyes crinkled with his laughter. Your eyes searched his. “What’s the orders, Doc? Bed rest? Paper bag?”

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Thanks for reading??!?!

Also @agnesamarantheastwood thank you for your encouragement with this and for asking to be tagged when I write something in the first place, v thankful you’re remotely interested and humbled in the presence of your talent.

#tasm!spiderman x reader #tasm #spiderman #one shot #peter parker #peter parker x you #fluff #secret identity #angsty #ish #writing

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qqueenofhades · 4 years

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Re: the post you reblogged about Bush. I'm 21 and tbh feel like I can only vote for Bernie, can you explain if/why I shouldn't? Thanks and sorry if this is dumb or anything.

Oh boy. Okay, I’ll do my best here. Note that a) this will get long, and b) I’m old, Tired, and I‘m pretty sure my brain tried to kill me last night. Since by nature I am sure I will say something Controversial ™, if anyone reads this and feels a deep urge to inform me that I am Wrong, just… mark it down as me being Wrong and move on with your life. But also, really, you should read this and hopefully think about it. Because while I’m glad you asked this question, it feels like there’s a lot in your cohort who won’t, and that worries me. A lot.

First, not to sound utterly old-woman-in-a-rocking-chair ancient, people who came of age/are only old enough to have Obama be the first president that they really remember have no idea how good they had it. The world was falling the fuck apart in 2008 (not coincidentally, after 8 years of Bush). We came within a flicker of the permanent collapse of the global economy. The War on Terror was in full roar, the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan were at their height, we had Dick Cheney as the cartoon supervillain before we had any of Trump’s cohort, and this was before Chelsea Manning or Edward Snowden had exposed the extent of NSA/CIA intelligence-gathering/American excesses or there was any kind of public debate around the fact that we were all surveilled all the time. And the fact that a brown guy named Barack Hussein Obama was elected in this climate seems, and still seems tbh, kind of amazing. And Obama was certainly not a Perfect President ™. He had to scale back a lot of planned initiatives, he is notorious for expanding the drone strike/extrajudicial assassination program, he still subscribed to the overall principles of neoliberalism and American exceptionalism, etc etc. There is valid criticism to be made as to how the hopey-changey optimistic rhetoric stacked up against the hard realities of political office. And yet…. at this point, given what we’re seeing from the White House on a daily basis, the depth of the parallel universe/double standards is absurd.

Because here’s the thing. Obama, his entire family, and his entire administration had to be personally/ethically flawless the whole time (and they managed that – not one scandal or arrest in eight years, against the legions of Trumpistas now being convicted) because of the absolute frothing depths of Republican hatred, racial conspiracy theories, and obstruction against him. (Remember Merrick Garland and how Mitch McConnell got away with that, and now we have Gorsuch and Kavanaugh on the Supreme Court? Because I remember that). If Obama had pulled one-tenth of the shit, one-twentieth of the shit that the Trump administration does every day, he would be gone. It also meant that people who only remember Obama think he was typical for an American president, and he wasn’t. Since about… Jimmy Carter, and definitely since Ronald Reagan, the American people have gone for the Trump model a lot more than the Obama model. Whatever your opinion on his politics or character, Obama was a constitutional law professor, a community activist, a neighborhood organizer and brilliant Ivy League intellectual who used to randomly lie awake at night thinking about income inequality. Americans don’t value intellectualism in their politicians; they just don’t. They don’t like thinking that “the elites” are smarter than them. They like the folksy populist who seems fun to have a beer with, and Reagan/Bush Senior/Clinton/Bush Junior sold this persona as hard as they possibly could. As noted in said post, Bush Junior (or Shrub as the late, great Molly Ivins memorably dubbed him) was Trump Lite but from a long-established political family who could operate like an outwardly civilized human.

The point is: when you think Obama was relatively normal (which, again, he wasn’t, for any number of reasons) and not the outlier in a much larger pattern of catastrophic damage that has been accelerated since, again, the 1980s (oh Ronnie Raygun, how you lastingly fucked us!), you miss the overall context in which this, and which Trump, happened. Like most left-wingers, I don’t agree with Obama’s recent and baffling decision to insert himself into the 2020 race and warn the Democratic candidates against being too progressive or whatever he was on about. I think he was giving into the same fear that appears to be motivating the remaining chunk of Joe Biden’s support: that middle/working-class white America won’t go for anything too wild or that might sniff of Socialism, and that Uncle Joe, recalled fondly as said folksy populist and the internet’s favorite meme grandfather from his time as VP, could pick up the votes that went to Trump last time. And that by nature, no one else can.

The underlying belief is that these white voters just can’t support anything too “un-American,” and that by pushing too hard left, Democratic candidates risk handing Trump a second term. Again: I don’t agree and I think he was mistaken in saying it. But I also can’t say that Obama of all people doesn’t know exactly the strength of the political machine operating against the Democratic Party and the progressive agenda as a whole, because he ran headfirst into it for eight years. The fact that he managed to pass any of his legislative agenda, usually before the Tea Party became a thing in 2010, is because Democrats controlled the House and Senate for the first two years of his first term. He was not perfect, but it was clear that he really did care (just look up the pictures of him with kids). He installed smart, efficient, and scandal-free people to do jobs they were qualified for. He gave us Elena Kagan and Sonia Sotomayor to join RBG on the Supreme Court. All of this seems… like a dream.

That said: here we are in a place where Biden, Bernie Sanders, and Elizabeth Warren are the front-runners for the Democratic nomination (and apparently Pete Buttigieg is getting some airplay as a dark horse candidate, which… whatever). The appeal of Biden is discussed above, and he sure as hell is not my favored candidate (frankly, I wish he’d just quit). But Sanders and Warren are 85% - 95% similar in their policy platforms. The fact that Michael “50 Billion Dollar Fortune” Bloomberg started rattling his chains about running for president is because either a Sanders or Warren presidency terrifies the outrageously exploitative billionaire capitalist oligarchy that runs this country and has been allowed to proceed essentially however the fuck they like since… you guessed it, the 1980s, the era of voodoo economics, deregulation, and the free market above all. Warren just happens to be ten years younger than Sanders and female, and Sanders’ age is not insignificant. He’s 80 years old and just had a heart attack, and there’s still a year to go to the election. It’s also more than a little eye-rolling to describe him as the only progressive candidate in the race, when he’s an old white man (however much we like and approve of his policy positions). And here’s the thing, which I think is a big part of the reason why this polarized ideological purity internet leftist culture mistrusts Warren:

She may have changed her mind on things in the past.

Scary, right? I sound like I’m being facetious, but I’m not. An argument I had to read with my own two eyes on this godforsaken hellsite was that since Warren became a Democrat around the time Clinton signed Don’t Ask Don’t Tell, she sekritly hated gay people and might still be a corporate sellout, so on and etcetera. (And don’t even get me STARTED on the fact that DADT, coming a few years after the height of the AIDS crisis which was considered God’s Judgment of the Icky Gays, was the best Clinton could realistically hope to achieve, but this smacks of White Gay Syndrome anyway and that is a whole other kettle of fish.) Bernie has always demonstrably been a democratic socialist, and: good for him. I’m serious. But because there’s the chance that Warren might not have thought exactly as she does now at any point in her life, the hysterical and paranoid left-wing elements don’t trust that she might not still secretly do so. (Zomgz!) It’s the same element that’s feeding cancel culture and “wokeness.” Nobody can be allowed to have shifted or grown in their opinions or, like a functional, thoughtful, non-insane adult, changed their beliefs when presented with compelling evidence to the contrary. To the ideological hordes, any hint of uncertainty or past failure to completely toe the line is tantamount to heresy. Any evidence of any other belief except The Correct One means that this person is functionally as bad as Trump. And frankly, it’s only the Sanders supporters who, just as in 2016, are threatening to withhold their vote in the general election if their preferred candidate doesn’t win the primary, and indeed seem weirdly proud about it.

OK, boomer Bernie or Buster.

Here’s the thing, the thing, the thing: there is never going to be an American president free of the deeply toxic elements of American ideology. There just won’t be. This country has been built how it has for 250 years, and it’s not gonna change. You are never going to have, at least not in the current system, some dream candidate who gets up there and parrots the left-wing talking points and attacks American imperialism, exceptionalism, ravaging global capitalism, military and oil addiction, etc. They want to be elected as leader of a country that has deeply internalized and taken these things to heart for its entire existence, and most of them believe it to some degree themselves. So this groupthink white liberal mentality where the only acceptable candidate is this Perfect Non-Problematic robot who has only ever had one belief their entire lives and has never ever wavered in their devotion to doctrine has really gotten bad. The Democratic Party would be considered… maybe center/mild left in most other developed countries. It’s not even really left-wing by general standards, and Sanders and Warren are the only two candidates for the nomination who are even willing to go there and explicitly put out policy proposals that challenge the systematic structure of power, oppression, and exploitation of the late-stage capitalist 21st century. Warren has the billionaires fussed, and instead of backing down, she’s doubling down. That’s part of why they’re so scared of her. (And also misogyny, because the world is depressing like that.) She is going head-on after picking a fight with some of the worst people on the planet, who are actively killing the rest of us, and I don’t know about you, but I like that.

Of course: none of this will mean squat if she (or the eventual Democratic winner, who I will vote for regardless of who it is, but as you can probably tell, she’s my ride or die) don’t a) win the White House and then do as they promised on the campaign trail, and b) don’t have a Democratic House and Senate willing to have a backbone and pass the laws. Even Nancy Pelosi, much as she’s otherwise a badass, held off on opening a formal impeachment inquiry into Trump for months out of fear it would benefit him, until the Ukraine thing fell into everyone’s laps. The Democrats are really horrible at sticking together and voting the party line the way Republicans do consistently, because Democrats are big-tent people who like to think of themselves as accepting and tolerant of other views and unwilling to force their members’ hands. The Republicans have no such qualms (and indeed, judging by their enabling of Trump, have no qualms at all).

The modern American Republican party has become a vehicle for no-holds-barred power for rich white men at the expense of absolutely everything and everyone else, and if your rationale is that you can’t vote for the person opposing Donald Goddamn Trump is that you’re just not vibing with them on the language of that one policy proposal… well, I’m glad that you, White Middle Class Liberal, feel relatively safe that the consequences of that decision won’t affect you personally. Even if we’re due to be out of the Paris Climate Accords one day after the 2020 election, and the issue of climate change now has the most visibility it’s ever had after years of big-business, Republican-led efforts to deny and discredit the science, hey, Secret Corporate Shill, am I right? Can’t trust ‘er. Let’s go have a craft beer.

As has been said before: vote as far left as you want in the primary. Vote your ideology, vote whatever candidate you want, because the only way to make actual, real-world change is to do that. The huge, embedded, all-consuming and horrible system in which we operate is not just going to suddenly be run by fairy dust and happy thoughts overnight. Select candidates that reflect your values exactly, be as picky and ideologically militant as you want. That’s the time to do that! Then when it comes to the general election:

America is a two-party system. It sucks, but that’s the case. Third-party votes, or refraining from voting because “it doesn’t matter” are functionally useless at best and actively harmful at worst.

Either the Democratic candidate or Donald Trump will win the 2020 election.

There is absolutely no length that the Republican/GOP machine, and its malevolent allies elsewhere, will not go to in order to secure a Trump victory. None.

Any talk whatsoever about “progressive values” or any kind of liberal activism, coupled with a course of action that increases the possibility of a Trump victory, is hypocritical at best and actively malicious at worst.

This is why I found the Democratic response to Obama’s “don’t go too wild” comments interesting. Bernie doubled down on the fact that his plans have widespread public support, and he’s right. (Frankly, the fact that Sanders and Warren are polling at the top, and the fact that they’re politicians and would not be crafting these campaign messages if they didn’t know that they were being positively received, says plenty on its own). Warren cleverly highlighted and praised Obama’s accomplishments in office (i.e. the Affordable Care Act) and didn’t say squat about whether she agreed or disagreed with him, then went right back to campaigning about why billionaires suck. And some guy named Julian Castro basically blew Obama off and claimed that “any Democrat” could beat Trump in 2020, just by nature of existing and being non-insane.

This is very dangerous! Do not be Julian Castro!

As I said in my tags on the Bush post: everyone assumed that sensible people would vote for Kerry in 2004. Guess what happened? Yeah, he got Swift Boated. The race between Obama and McCain in 2008, even after those said nightmare years of Bush, was very close until the global crash broke it open in Obama’s favor, and Sarah Palin was an actual disqualifier for a politician being brazenly incompetent and unprepared. (Then again, she was a woman from a remote backwater state, not a billionaire businessman.) In 2012, we thought Corporate MormonBot Mitt Fuggin’ Romney was somehow the worst and most dangerous candidate the Republicans could offer. In 2016, up until Election Day itself, everyone assumed that HRC was a badly flawed candidate but would win anyway. And… we saw how that worked out. Complacency is literally deadly.

I was born when Reagan was still president. I’m just old enough to remember the efforts to impeach Clinton over forcing an intern to give him a BJ in the Oval Office (This led by the same Republicans making Donald Trump into a darling of the evangelical Christian right wing.) I’m definitely old enough to remember 9/11 and how America lost its mind after that, and I remember the Bush years. And, obviously, the contrast with Obama, the swing back toward Trump, and everything that has happened since. We can’t afford to do this again. We’re hanging by a thread as it is, and not just America, but the entire planet.

So yes. By all means, vote for Sanders in the primary. Then when November 3, 2020 rolls around, if you care about literally any of this at all, hold your nose if necessary and vote straight-ticket Democrat, from the president, to the House and Senate, to the state and local offices. I cannot put it more strongly than that.

#politics for ts #long post #anonymous #ask

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scarawayfromfallingapart · 3 years

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but The (After)life of the Party is one of THOSE songs to me that’s like… to be cliche… a kick drum beating in my chest (again) like idk. This is one of those songs where I think they succeeded in writing it better than I’ve ever felt it but here I go trying to analyze it anyway… I realize I am taking your shtick @petewentzisblack1312 … but this song NEEDS to be analyzed and I am going to try and make you like it :) I have been lurking in ur asks as an anon for a couple weeks and I HAVe to say this off anon… I’m sorry to bother u. My greatest hits include my autotune does not equal bad/talentless rant and my Wilson (Expensive Mistakes) mini-analysis 🤪 but also I learn SO MUCH from ur blog I love it. Anyway!!! Analysis of this song:

Tw : mania, depression, anxiety, substance use

To me this song is about coming down from a manic episode, maybe not even necessarily transitioning right into depression but like. Just coming down from it and kinda seeing the world as it is again, and feeling that kind of mellowed out, where your body allows itself to feel tired again. The title makes it more obvious - he’s no longer the life of the party - it’s over, everyone’s gone home, but he’s still there trying in vain to carry it on.

“I’m a stitch away from making it and a scar away from falling apart” is my FAVORITE line (hence my URL lol)… but the fact that this song opens with that and the narrator is oscillating between feeling 100% and feeling like they’re going to breakdown like THAT is what these transitions feel like to me (ok also I generally feel like this on a daily basis). But this line also gives you a hint of how well it is going… like he’s a stitch away from getting there - the cut hasn’t completely healed so he’s not getting there any time soon : but a scar away from falling apart - like a scar has already healed so it’s old hurt that is threatening to tear him apart —> “my old aches become new again”.

Then we get “blood cells pixelate” which I personally find hilarious since this song has been likened to the sims 3 soundtrack 💀 (I played the sims but I refused to have the music on so I have no idea cannot confirm or deny). Butttt this is obviously like a nod to everything being on film like even everything down to the blood coursing through his veins is made into an image, poster boys for your scene am I right? Also has to do with the scar/stitch - his breakdown is there for everyone to see, immortalized on magazine covers and interviews and E!News segments. But like only the blood cells, like no one gives a damn if he heals from this, thats not newsworthy. Eyes dilate (drugs and/or sex but maybe drugs Bc of the next line - full moon pills got him out on the street at night) butttt mania often comes with insomnia as we well know so. Maybe the pills are metaphorical idk

THEN the narrator becomes an observer - it’s no longer introspective, he’s watching someone else work the room, he’s cutting all ties to them loose, just sitting back and relaxing and watching and I always had this vision of Pete and/or patrick watching some girl flit around the room while he sat there with a lazy smile and drank a beer and leaned back in his chair. BUT on thinking on this more… I think- bear with me - maybe… just maybe… he’s watching himself outside of himself like some kind of dissociative thing (I personally experience that but it’s due to anxiety but it is common among just the general population so who knows) and it’s like you’re feeling that irritable high from the manic phase still and you’re trying to push through and just be part of this party right (or just part of life in general right, like the party is metaphorical IMO) and you separate form yourself in order to get through - your mind and body are not one. You have to watch yourself from the inside out, rely on muscle memory to get you through the party or your job or the tour or whatever it was in his case.

also tying back to I’m a stitch away - right like some part of you is cut in half and I’m a scar away - again, you were cut somewhere, something was severed, mind and body maybe… big brain hours (but also I’m probably reaching for that one)

Anyway then we have the “put love on hold” bc fuck if he’s ready for a relationship - he’s watching this girl desperate for stardom, maybe it’s the girl he’s watching work the room (if it’s not a dissociative thing, or maybe it’s both tbh). Her nose runs ruby red (cocaine is probably the cause I’m thinking, she’s doing lines at this party to be working the room). Death’s in a double bed (orgasms… nice one Pete) but really it’s a classic tale of a girl desperate for roles that she’s willing to sleep around to get there, she’s singing songs that could only catch the ear of other desperate people like her… but… Pete is writing THIS song and Patrick is singing it and they are just as desperate, right, like he’s helplessly watching someone enjoy a party and he’s verging on miserable (or he’s watching himself try to enjoy the party while he’s actually miserable) and they’re trying to catch our ears… we are the desperate… —> “I’m here to collect your hearts/it’s the only reason that I sing”

Then the bridge is where he starts to actually breakdown, the vocals get more intense and strained and chaotic, the sims 3 soundtrack music swells, and he repeats the beginning, reiterating that but adding on “kiss away young thrills and kills on the mouths of all of my friends” - to me he wants to take away all their joy and pain (kills could also = orgasm if u want to be nasty lol and tie it into the death in a double bed) and he wants to feel it for himself because right now he feels NOTHING like he’s right in the goddamn middle of feeling great and feeling like shit and again, to me that exemplifies the transition between mania and depression and we are back to square 1 (to me also thrills = mania and kills= depression but that’s just probably dumb lol).

Also he’s kissing it all away - it’s gentle, it’s loving, like brushing someone’s tears away, he’s not trying to be forceful about it, but he feels like HE should be experiencing all the highs and lows not his friends… or he doesn’t want his friends to suffer… both probably and the chorus is unhinged this time, patrick gives it his all, loses it, signifying hey wait, the narrator DID lose it… but then the song ends with the music coming off that swell, slowing down, relaxing, the narrator resignedly signing off “I’m a stitch away”… giving us maybe an etch of hope, that maybe his stitches healed after all and he did make it through (with hearts and wrists intact I am so corny sorry)

ANYWAY tldr I love this song and it means so much to me and like when I was 15 and found it the first time I was always like “why does this one hurt me so bad, like I don’t get it” but like. Now that I know what bipolar disorder is and that I suffer from it I understand lol. I don’t know if this is how Pete intended this idk I feel like I got some lines right but to ME this is what it feels like. Also it is v fun to play on the violin :)

#fall out boy #infinity on high #ioh #fob #the afterlife of the party #plz don’t think this is weird ://///: I have thoughts #I recently found out I have bipolar so I am rethinking everything tbh #my depressive phases tend to be wayyyy worse like to the point I completely isolate and push people away #so that watching from the outside feeling is what I feel like a lot #not to mention the dissociative feelings from my anxiety :))) fun times #I tend to just experience hypomania so I am aware I do not feel the full extent of how destructive those feelings can be #I am not trying to glorify mania in anyway believe me #this was very long I expect approximately no one to read this and maybe that’s for the best lmao

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happyhauntt · 2 years

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i would very much like to know more about fox & i'll take anything u have/want to share (also being a caitlyn myself i just wanna say caitlin fox is a FANTASTIC name)

thank you for asking you are in good company fox is my favourite

she first appears in the s2 episode ‘rise of the cybermen’ and basically rose and pete discover her cut open and hooked up to all these wires in lumic’s factory and it’s there they realise she has a metal sternum but human flesh and blood etc so they disconnect her and help her out of there and it’s revealed that she ‘fell from the sky’ and lumic used her as the basis for the cybermen in his world

she is a cyborg so part-machine part-human (maybe???) and she grew up in a human colony called iris base (a lil like the one we see in the impossible planet but with more people) but an illness sweeps through the base and kills most people and eventually they are taken over and recruited for an alien war where fox is almost killed and then is experimented on and made a cyborg (she was like,,, a kid at the time)

after that she runs away but because she’s ‘sub-human’ now she can’t get a job or stability so she starts a life of space crime,,,, and then her transport crashes and she lands on lumic’s earth and is experimented on again it’s not going well for fox

she asks the doctor and rose if she can come with them because there’s nothing for her in this universe and rose begs the doctor to let her

rose and fox are bffs we have no mean jealous rose in this house

rose is the one who gives fox the name caitlin because she says ‘i can’t go round calling you fox it’s weird’ so fox is called caitlin in the same way the doctor is called ‘john smith’ in some cases

i could explain her whole storyline i have it all planned out i love her SO MUCH

in doomsday fox is fckng DEVASTATED that rose is gone and she lowkey blames the doctor for it and he lets her and it’s not fair at all but fox needs therapy tbh

that therapy is martha

i could go on and on and on but basically she’s moody and mean and the doctor loves her for it lmao

#* ch: caitlin fox.#* fic: in the light.#* ship: fox and the doctor.#all i want to do is talk about my sad baby #there's so much more but it's all SPOILERS but idk if i'll ever write this fic so i'm this close to spilling it all

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bywhichtheuniversecares · 3 years

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Here’s the really interesting thing...I genuinely don’t know who the bbeg is going to be anymore. Obviously, I thought, it was going to be Gladiator, but we have yet to see a physical (read: fightable) representation of Gladiator. Obviously, the final fight is not going to be the dream team vs. a shadow where if you punch it you die. So, I’m wondering, what if Tony turns out to be the BBEG?

The themes that seem to be prevalent right now/what it seems like Brennan is getting at with Gladiator and Iga’s box and everything is the idea that people coming in and destroying history and things with value (like other people’s dreams) to build up their own success is dangerous and wrong. Gladiator clearly represents that. But...isn’t that kind of what Robert Moses was last season? The representation of the all the people oppressing the poor and working class, destroying anyone else’s chance at achieving their dreams so that he can achieve his own. And I’m not saying Brennan can’t do that theme again - it’s dope af, and he can get in a nice Amazon diss while he’s at it. But if Sophomore Year taught us anything, it’s that Brennan likes to shake things up a lot each season. And just thinking about the arcs that each character is beginning on, I think something else makes a lot of sense.

Tony is seeming to represent the exact opposite of Gladiator. He doesn’t destroy Nod, he defends it. He seems to have good (ish) intentions, even though he’s definitely doing shady things to get his way. Like he said himself, he has yet to break any rules (that we know of). His problem comes from the fact that he doesn’t want to see anything change from the way it was when he was running the Order. He wants Nod to stay in Nod and NY to stay in NY and not to blend. The hopes of NY now are fine, people having dreams is fine - just don’t let anything new in. We see this in the way he trusts Kingston - the voice of the people already in the city - but he refuses to even look at Pete - the voice of everyone who dreams of the city at night, hoping to make it their own one day.

We’re only 6 episodes in, but I think that aggressive aversion to change; to new ideas and different ways of life; is an equally important theme of this season. We don’t just see it in Cody, either: we see it in Ricky, struggling for the first time to like someone and be kind to them. We see it in Sofie, refusing to let go of Dale. We see it in Cody, fighting to save the mall.

It’s the duality of wanting things to be the same and learning that they have to change. It’s about preserving and respecting the beautiful history that got you to where you are but looking firmly to the future to see what you could do better. Some things are worth saving and some aren’t, but the voices and the dreams of the people, now, are the most important, always.

I also wouldn’t be surprised if Tony ends up working with Gladiator even though they seem to have opposite MOs. After all, both are essentially advocating for the homogenization of the city by ensuring that dreams are kept separate from the Waking World.

Obviously, Gladiator is going to be a big villain the Dream Team have to defeat. But Brennan knows we already know that Amazon sucks. I think this might be just as big or an even bigger part of the season and tbh I’m not mad at it.

#the unsleeping city #the unsleeping city: chapter 2 #dimension 20 #d20 #tuc meta #idk i just love tuc it always hits hard with the themes and motifs!!!!!!!!#i love me some themes and motifs baybee

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dykeredhood · 3 years

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Decided I’d answer all the Witcher-y questions that @inthishousewelovejoeybatey put together (from here)

The Trials: Would you ever become a Witcher?

Hell yes, please load me up with herbs and mutagens – I’ll miss my pretty brown eyes, but in exchange I’ll get night vision and an even more piercing glare. I think I’m hardy enough to withstand everything they put the lil witchers through with only a minimum of shrieking

Monsters: What monster would you be?

I’d be a noonwraith – being associated with fields bursting with grain and also abducting mortals to make them dance with me until they die is enticing

Butcher of Blaviken: Have you ever been in a fight?

Not really? I’ve had to sock a few people, like the guy who introduced himself to me at a university party and then kissed me full on the mouth. That was followed by a surprisingly coordinated right hook, since I was already pretty drunk by then. The I was at a nightclub in Scotland (hoping to head back to Sneaky Pete’s when it’s safe to travel 🙏🏼) and someone was getting far too handsy with me out on the dance floor, so I caught him with my elbow a few times across his jaw and brow bone and that put a stop to things.

Her Sweet Kiss: What was your first kiss like?

I’m going to show restraint and hold off on putting that 3oh3! song in here. It was awkward and we were both in middle school and it was just both us fumbling all “ok I guess this is how you do this” it was also while we were at Disneyland in a Haunted Mansion doom buggy

Lute: Do you play any instruments?

I played the flute (and piccolo) all through grade school up until university, and I actually bought myself a flute to re-learn how to play it, since that’ll be a nice hobby to engage in again

The Path: Do you like to travel? Favorite place you’ve visited?

I love traveling, and I was meant to head on trips to the east coast and down to Anaheim this year (if we didn’t have the pandemic sweep in and screw everything up there 😭). My favorite place I’ve visited has been Scotland – Edinburgh was lovely and seeing Hadrian’s Wall was fantastic (the segment of Hadrian’s Wall I visited was Birdoswald Fort though). I have a lot of fun strutting through the airport with my bootheels clicking on the hard floor and having a dirty martini at the bar before I board my plane. I did make it up to Chicago in Feb 2020 for C2E2, right before things started getting really serious with coronavirus in the US, and I’m really glad I at least got that bit of traveling in

Ballads: What’s your favorite song?

If we wanna choose something that probably would exist in the Witcher land, I’ve been vibing to these songs:

Prickle Holly Bush/Charge of the Highland Cattle

Otherwise I’ve been recently vibing to The Wiggles, and this song really stands out, also the MCU could NEVER - Super Anto

Chaos: Do you believe in Magic?

I’m not going to rule out the possibility of magic, but it’s not really anything I’ve observed with my own two eyes. I will encourage my plants to grow with kind words and a reminder that they all come from good hardy stock

Child Surprise: Do you want children?

I don’t have what it takes to be a good mother – I know how to look after a child and give them good nutrition and everything, all that academic stuff. I don’t think I have the capacity/skill to be suitably nurturing toward a child, and with all that in mind, I cannot bring a new child into the world that I’m responsible for caring for when I don’t feel like I can be a well-rounded and quality parent that that child would deserve. I’m happy to be the fun auntie who’ll bring gifts of interesting candies and knives during the holidays, but I can’t be ANYONE’S mother

Destiny: Do you believe in destiny?

No, not in the slightest. Destiny would probably have me be some man’s agreeable & repressed wife with a quaint house and a couple kids that I end up emotionally abusing because that’s all I’m goddamned used to and I cannot subject anyone to that treatment, my having gone through it is ENOUGH

Igni: Be honest, you would use Igni for simple, daily matters like warming the tub or lighting a candle, wouldn’t you?

If I had the ability to conjure up fire with my hands whenever I wanted? Absolutely – no more matches or lighters for me, we use magic now

Axii: If you could influence someone’s mind, what would you make them do/say?

I’d want to compel greasy politicians to give a shit about their subjects constituents

Otherwise I couldn’t justify controlling anyone’s mind (aside from in a kinky context but even then, I’d prefer to be the one who’s magically compelled to do things)

Speak normally: Favorite Witcher quote

The entirety of the scene where Ciri demands Geralt tell her a bedtime story (because how can she fall asleep without a story?) and even the dryad traveling with them gets invested in the story he tells about the fox and the cat.

Unbearably crotchety and cantankerous: What is your personality like?

I sure do have a lot of personality (anyone who’s met me in person can attest to this). At work I can get metallic and uptight, and outside of work it’s a little better, I enjoy snarky banter with my friends and my laugh sounds like a lumberjack (or Disney villain). To everyone’s apparent surprise, my apartment is pretty messy, but I know where the things I need are. Except for (apparently) where I put my flute, I thought I put it in a certain box and it’s not THERE. Back to my actual personality, I can be abrasive at times but I really enjoy helping my friends.

Doublet: Favorite outfit of Jaskier’s

Anything that includes his fancy plum bonnet with an egret’s feather – a hat with a flamboyant plume always gets me

The White Wolf: Favorite Geralt (Books, Games or Show)

Tbh my favorite Geralt is book!Geralt, he’s so snarky and the way he becomes the designated dad of almost everyone he meets just melts my heart (the way he met lil Ciri in the books is far superior to how they did that whole scene in the Netflix series)🫀 and I really like the Yorkshire/Scottish accent he has in the audiobooks

Geralt of Riva: Thoughts on Geralt

He is my DAD and also ME and in some instances I want to RIDE HIM (these are all separate instances and moods please do not show this to Freud). My father is a ballet dancer, he’s also really knowledgeable because he’s an engineering professor, and he doesn’t exactly have the most welcoming personality, so the comparisons there are obvious. (The School of the Wolf uses a lot of ballet inspired movements with how they train witchers how to fight, and it really stresses practicing enough to have that good technique and muscle memory in your body which is HUGE if you want to move swiftly and without injury)

Geralt’s whole exchange with Visenna where he’s upset that she knew what would happen if she (essentially) handed him over to her a Witcher and then she did it anyway really landed with me since my mother studied early childhood development and then went on to fucking give me PTSD. Geralt also canonically loves giving head and I would be all over that, let’s be real

Jaskier: Thoughts on Jaskier

Jaskier has been overhyped by the Witcher Netflix fans — this isn’t even me being surly, it’s honestly more me being practical. I’m glad y’all enjoy his character, and Joey Batey is a great fit for the role, but here’s the damn thing: Dandelion is more of only intermittent character in the books and I love to see his antics when he shows up, but he’s just not featured as prominently as the rest of the Witcher fam. He’s such a disaster slut, and I love how he’ll be affable with everyone, becoming fast friends with the dwarves and dressing up all roguish like them. The part from the books where he acquired an assassin’s knife to stick in his belt but it keeps poking him when he bends forward so he just leaves it somewhere is charming

Yennefer of Vengerberg: Thoughts on Yennefer

I want a powerful sorceress wife. It’s sweet the way she interacts with lil Ciri, but I really don’t care for how she keeps calling her “ugly one” – even if it’s meant to be affectionate, it’s not something good for a little one to constantly be hearing.

Ciri: Thoughts on Ciri

PROTECT HER – she’s so earnest when she’s training to be a witcher at Kaer Morhen and Geralt is such a DAD and it’s really lovely (esp when she’ll run up all “praise me, Geralt!!” and then he does – it melts my heart 🥺). There’s entirely too much trauma porn involving Ciri in the books, though; I know bad and distasteful things happen in the Witcher land, but it feels excessive, especially seeing that she’s still a young woman trying to make her way in the world and all. She’s skilled and fierce and I wanna be girlfriends with her

#my writing #at least my responses to the questions are #personal #yknow what I’m also gonna tag for filing purposes #this additional tag for reference #Witcher OC #the Witcher

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goldenretriever-nicknelson · 4 years

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Angst prompt: peter protects you but gets seriously hurt and you blame yourself

Why are my Peter blurbs always so long? haha. Anyway I hope you enjoy anon!

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: angst, mentions of blood and injury, shootings but also some fluffy fluff fluff, idealised avengers world (everyone lives and the tower), also I know Peter’s old suit got blown up or whatever but they didn’t in this one

You knew it was a bad idea.

The mission details were clear; get in, get the info and get out but you had different ideas. You had spotted him, the guy you had been chasing for months and you couldn’t let him slip away, not again.

“Y/n?!”

You could hear Peter calling after you as Steve gave the orders to clear out but you kept running. Peter sighed before following after you, watching as you cornered one of the guys from the deal. His spidey sense was alerting him of danger as he came closer.

“Y/n.” He spoke quietly but loud enough so you could hear him. The guy turned towards Peter and readied his gun.

“Aw your little boyfriend came to save you?” The guy laughed maniacally, the scar of your last encounter still visible on his cheek. “How sweet.” He mocked.

“Give it up. You should know that you’re not going to win.”

“Against you two?” He laughed again, your stomach churning slightly with anger. He was right, your team was gone but he didn’t know how strong you and Peter were.

“What’s the plan?” Peter said through half-closed lips. You smiled at Peter before running towards the guy, ready to fight. “I guess we’re winging this.”

Peter followed you before noticing the guy press the trigger on his gun before you could clock it. The gun fired straight towards you. “Y/n!”

Without even thinking Peter dived in front of you, taking the bullet which went through his stomach. He fell down in front of you, groaning in pain. “Shit.”

“Peter!” You gasped and leaned down, cupping his face in your hands that was quickly turning pale. You heard the guy laugh again, mocking you before attempting to run away. Luckily, Peter with what remained of his strength webbed him to the wall.

You smiled before looking back to Peter, a tear escaping from your eye. “I-I thought your suit was bulletproof?!”

“It’s being upgraded…” Peter spluttered, coughing harshly before catching his breath. “Had to improvise.” You noticed he was wearing his old red and blue suit that he kept as a spare, a dark patch of blood where the wound was. You put pressure on it and he groaned.

You shook your head and quickly pressed the distress signal so the team would know. “It’s okay, I’m getting help Pete.” Peter nodded, his eyes slipping closed. “No, no stay with me please.” You held his face with your free hand and tried to keep him distracted.

Guilt was wracking your whole body but you knew Peter was in more pain than you were.

It felt like a lifetime before Tony arrived even though you knew it had only been a matter of minutes. “Thank god! Tony I-”

“You can explain later, let’s focus on getting you two out of here.” He spoke quickly, looking at Peter and getting Friday to read his vitals. He picked Peter up carefully as you followed closely behind to where the rest of the team were waiting.

“Get him to the tower, we’ll make sure the idiot in webbing doesn’t get away.”

You nodded and stayed with Peter the entire way, holding his hand. He squeezed as tightly as he could before he passed out. You panicked and sobbed without even fully noticing how much you were crying, your body felt numb.

As soon as you arrived at the tower, Peter was quickly taken away and you hurried to keep up. Nat stole you away, saying she needed help identifying the guy you had caught.

“But Peter- I need to stay-”

“He’s in the best hands okay?” She nodded and led you away from where they had taken Peter. You looked back over your shoulder until you could no longer see the room.

It was an hour or so before you could see Peter. Everyone had left the room now and it was just you and him. He looked so pale in the bed as he slept peacefully, various machines hooked up to him. The guilt had built up to form a tight knot in your chest, tears building up in your eyes again as you looked at the floor.

You tried to wipe them away before Peter’s small voice spoke up.

“Hey pretty girl.”

You looked up and gave a weak smile before wrapping Peter in a hug. “You’re okay!”

Peter gave a small laugh before coughing. “Yeah i’m good.” You pulled back and sniffled, wiping your face before Peter took your free hand.

A small silence stretched between the both of you. Peter could tell something was wrong so he squeezed your hand encouragingly. You met his gaze and gulped, hand shaking in his.

“I-I’m sorry. I’m so sorry Pete.”

“Hey it’s okay Y/n-” He squeezed your hand again, trying to give you his best smile.

“No it isn’t! You got shot because of me!” You cried, pulling back and wrapping your arms around yourself. Peter sighed sympathetically and tried to sit up, groaning a little in pain which only made you feel worse.

“Y/n, look at me.” You bit your lip as you met his gaze again and took a deep breath. “I’m okay and Dr Banner said it would heal by tomorrow.” You sniffled and took his hand as he reached out to you again, nodding.

“Thank you for saving me.” You smiled and squeezed his hand, making Peter blush cutely.

“Anytime princess.”

You paused at the new pet name and blushed as deeply as Peter did when he realised what he’d said. “I mean- um-”

“I like it.” You smiled wide and sat on the edge of his bed, your heart racing as the knot in your chest eased. Peter smiled back and ducked his head down to his chest. “And I like you.”

Peter looked back up in surprise, his big brown eyes shot open wide. It was clear he was trying to make sense of what you had just said. You giggled as he furrowed his brows.

“I like like you Peter.”

Peter’s smile was brighter than you had ever seen as he lifted your hand up to kiss it with a small blush. “I like like you too. Very much.” You couldn’t keep the smile off of your face as you squeezed his hand again before Peter’s fell.

“What’s wrong?”

“It-it’s just I… um- I want to kiss you but I can’t…” Peter tried to lean forward before groaning in pain slightly. You giggled before leaning forward towards him and cupping his face. Your lips ghosted over his before finally landing on them and kissing him.

The kiss was soft as were Peter’s lips and it was perfect. It didn’t last long but you both had the widest smiles as you pulled back.

Meanwhile, the rest of the team were trading money as Nat and Tony won the bet. “We knew they’d have to confess eventually.”

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captnbarnesrogers · 4 years

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Pairing/Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Peter Parker Warnings: Angsty as fuck Summary: You didn’t know why it was so hard to open up to your boyfriend. Word Count: 1K+ A/N: I’m sorry for hurting y’all tbh

You didn’t know what it was. You couldn’t pin point why you felt uncomfortable telling Bucky about things that bugged you. Maybe it was the fact that the relationship was fresh and you didn’t want to feel like a burden on his shoulders. Or you didn’t want to add on to his problems. You really wanted this to last but there were so many what ifs. What if your problems create more problems? What if he thinks that you’re too sensitive? For the most part, you were an independent person and maybe that’s why you didn’t talk much about how you felt because for the longest time, the only person who stood by your side was Peter. Through high school and college, Peter was the only one who checked up on you and made sure you were alright. From bullies to some of the hardest missions you’ve ever been on, Peter was there. Peter truly was your best friend.

Until Bucky came along.

Bucky is attentive, caring, loving, and just one of the most amazing people you’d ever met. That’s why you couldn’t understand how you couldn’t open up to him like you did with Peter. Why you kept building walls with your boyfriend, why you kept shutting him out, and you hated yourself for it. He tried and tried and tried but the wall kept building. He didn’t deserve this and you had contemplated breaking up with him but you loved him so much. You couldn’t imagine what it’d be like to be without him. He made your world light up and your heart warm.

You sat down on the couch, biting your nails. You were alone for a while, until you felt the spot beside you sink. It was Peter.

“What’re you thinking about?” He asked. You sighed.

“Pete, you’re- I don’t know,” You placed your head between your hands, “why can’t I open up to Bucky like I open up to you?

“I don’t know, Y/N, you’ve been hurt in the past, it might be a defence mechanism.”

“Do you think I should break up with him?” You looked over to him with tears in your eyes.

“Do you love him?”

“God,” You exclaimed, “so much, I don’t think I’ve ever felt like this before.”

“Then try, Y/N, he loves you too, I can see it, he cares.” You nodded.

“I know.” Peter wrapped his arms around you and rubbed your arm in comfort.

“And I’ve seen you these past few days, you’re not sleeping properly.”

“Yeah, this whole thing’s been bugging me.” You sniffled quietly, your tears still coming down your face.

“You have to let yourself be a little vulnerable, Y/N, and I know it’s hard being you and being independent for so long but you have to try.” You nodded and he kissed your forehead, “Start with little things like letting him know that your day wasn’t so good when he asks.”

“Thanks, Pete.”

“Always welcome, and trust me, it feels so much better to unload this feeling to someone like your boyfriend.” He gave you a soft smile and got up, “Duty calls.” You nodded.

Unbeknownst to you, Bucky had come home and heard that you were talking to Peter about your problems instead of with him. He wasn’t jealous of Peter. He understood your relationship. You knew about him and Natasha and didn’t have a problem with him working and being friends with her. He knew that you and Peter had been best friends for the longest time. But he couldn’t understand why you couldn’t talk to him the way you talked to Peter. That’s the only thing that made him jealous; the fact that you could tell Peter about every little thing that you felt but when it came to him, it was like trying to get through a bulletproof door.

You entered the room you shared with Bucky and saw his bags near the bed, indicating that he’d finally made it home. The shower was running and so you decided to unpack his bags like you always did. You placed his clothes in the laundry and his many weapons back in their protective drawers. He came out of the bathroom in a towel, hair wet from the water, and body glistening. He looked at you and you greeted him. Usually, he would greet you with a kiss but today, you knew something had upset him.

“Tough mission?” You followed him into the walk in wardrobe and embraced him from behind.

“Yeah,” he sighed, “but Y/N, you’re tougher.” You pulled away from him and looked at him confusingly.

“Huh?”

“When am I going to be good enough for you to open up to?” You were taken aback by his question.

“I-” You stuttered, “Bucky, I’m trying.”

“You’re not! You’re building!” He put a shirt and some pants on before walking past you. You followed him.

“Bucky, I don’t know why I’m like this.”

“I’m trying to love you, I’m trying to be yours but I’m not going to lie, you’re making it really, really hard!” He sighed and caressed your cheek. Placing his forehead on yours, “Please, my love, please try. I want to know everything, I want to know your bad side, your bad days, I need you to give me this.” You kissed his lips, the salt from your tears that you hadn’t noticed had fallen, landing on your jumper, “Do you love me?”

The question ignited something in you. You felt confused.

“Y/N?” You looked up at him. His hands pulling away from your face.

“I-” He stepped back from you.

“It’s a yes or no question, Y/N, do you?”

“I feel- I want to-” He moved backwards towards the bed and fell back onto the mattress.

“It’s not a matter of if you want to.” He began to sob, “I thought you loved me? I thought we had something… Y/N, I-”

Something had bubbled up inside you and didn’t anticipate what you were going to say next. If your future self could warn the heartbreak you were about to bring, you could. Worse than telling him that you didn’t love him. Worse than the hurt he was feeling now. You breathing got faster. Your panic began to crawl further into your body. You realised why it was so hard.

And before you knew it, you’d blurted it out.

Bucky’s face fell as the words came out of your mouth.

This was it.

It was over.

“I love Peter.”

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