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glamrock-azbear · 9 months

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My ✨Ruin✨ Experience (Story Spoilers, be forwarned)

Lobby

God damn Gregory, wasn’t enough to damage to animatronics you had to light the bitch ablaze too?

Ooo, HUD looking fine

Who needs a flashlight? I’ve got light up shoes!

Ah, yes, I remember breaking Chica’s ankles in this lobby…

Gregory kinda sounding sus

Okay, now super sus

Of course I’d have to go the long way around. If I were Gregory, I’d be at Roxy Raceway in half a minute (adjust crocs)

Cassie could’ve died counter: 1

Ladders are a really interesting addition… but the ability to look around concerns me

Vent… Tiny Music Man?

Cassie could’ve died counter: 2

Atrium Kitchen

This kitchen dirty af

Cassie could’ve died counter: 3

Chica there is no need—

Nevermind, she cool… for now

How’d this area get so messy? When the Pizzaplex crumbled there was nothing here

Welcome back to “Kids becoming technicians” Today’s guest: Cassie!

Two hands are better than one (Why didn’t you think of that Gregory?)

Backstage Area

Oh, hey, this looks familar… where’s Monty?

Oh sh—

Cassie could’ve died counter: 4

Found Monty BTW, me and the homies hate Monty now

Monty Golf

Lovely, 5 minutes in the Pizzaplex and not a single pizza, but I’m almost killed four times

I’m definitely down here with Monty, aren’t I?

Map Bot’s been rebranded, Map Bot will be missed 😔

I wish my virtual plushies were real

I refuse to believe an AR mask that should only let you see AR elements would allow someone to phase through objects

Must look super trippy to people observing from a different POV

“Look mom—” (Clips through wall)

Surprising the other animatronics are event still alive given it seems most charging stations have been decimated

Freddy’s probably still in Low Power Mode, unless Gregory jailbroke him

Gregory search history: How to jailbreak Freddy Fazbear

Of course the only surviving thing in all of Monty Golf would be the Monty Golf Arcade Game (I’m not telling you how long I played)

Can I take my chances with the electric door?

Something tells me a rabbit is behind all this…

So can Monty crawl through this area? I hope not, I’m not that fast

LSD jumpscare! Too bad I say “no” to drugs (takes off Vanni Mask)

Oh shit— Monty quiet af

What? I already deactivated the nodes so open up— Oh… I deactivated the Wet Floot Bot… oops

I don’t care that Monty crushed himself with a wood plank, I’m running and not looking back

The Daycare

So is Moon gonna be hunting me? Cause like none of the ending explicitly showed him being destoryed so—

Well there he is

Oh, he’s insane

And he’s Peter Pan

Can I get my free weapon now?

I’m surprised the Generators are still around

You know, if Gregory had a FazWrench, maybe he wouldn’t have to have gotten physical

So Eclipse is real? Check that off the list, now where’s Ballon Boy?

He really loves slamming them doors

One thing I’m grateful for is Moon not being a menace this time around

Theater

Ah shit— the night ticklers

Nu Uh— they give eye contact 💀

I thank the Basement for reminding me that the night ticklers are not to be trifled with

They killed Comedy Bot 😭

Vanny Cameo, she is literally getting more screentime than in SB here lol

Also damn, from another POV she was literally chasing Gregory in broad fluorescent light

Oh sh— he got m— wait it’s and Endo?

WTF happened?

Oh sh— oh it’s a giant Endo… welp, into the throat

Girl being dramatic for what

Bruh I can’t run—

Hm, so the Monty Carts still work… interesting

GASP— LORE!!!

Confirmed, Monty is the Band’s adopted child

Bonnie passed the torch fam— HE PASSED THE TORCH—

Oh yeah… the Pizzaplex is run down…

Monty Golf Catwalks

Cassie could’ve died counter: 5

And I’m back

Another Monty fight up here and Monty finna lose more than his bottom half this time

Navigating this area reminds me of something… (Insert ToTK Fire Temple)

Proof all comic endings were drawn by Gregory

Suddenly: Portal 2

The Pizzaplex is out to get Cassie— I’m convinced

Portals don’t transfer velocity do they?

Oh my—

Don’t rush me, Gregory, I’m doing the best I can (Misses another target)

“I’m sorry little one…” (Deactivates Wet Floor Bot)

Wait, if the Monty Cart I was riding in to get here derailed, then why isn’t this one?

Basement Kitchen

R. I. P. Pizzabot, he didn’t make it to Ruin

Chica’s Bakery

Chica in a silly, goofy mood 🤭

The cupcake does not approve of the vibe

Chica, honey, you’re being a bit too silly now

Ok, someone here is shitting battery acid all over the Pizzaplex and didn’t tell me, not cool dudes…

Cassie knows the drip must stay clean

Fire has done a number on Chica’s awareness

Chica’s Feeding Frenzy!

Server Room

Okay, so, where exactly am I?

Freddy Foreshadowing

So if I could take off the mask right now, what would I see.

How’s LSD Trap gonna be all big and do nothing

Roxy’s Salon

They really said “Feel free to play our arcade games! Just not princess quest…”

Oh shit— wait, so like after Roxy antagonized Gregory in the Afton Battle, she leaves and comes here?

Legit proof that when Roxy said “You have no friends” to Gregory, she meant it

This area is actually much better than its counterpart with all the staff bots

Yeah, “Gregory” saying not to get police or adults involved is sus

Absolutely valid reason to be mad but how would Roxy know Gregory took her eyes, what did she see him do it?

Apology accepted

She’s totally gonna save me later isn’t she

Sewers

Bruh, he’s a real gator now

You know, with how high I’ve seen that demon jump, I would’ve though jumping on a floating piece of debris would be nothing

Wait, so if he was in the water the whole time being a menace, then why did he die now?

Roxy Raceway

Ok but with this place in such a destroyed state, who’s to say I couldn’t just break the floor to the sinkhole?

Roxy!

Roxy no— I thought we were friends! 😭

Als what was that hitbox

Runaway go-kart—

Cassie could’ve died counter: 6

Bonnie Bowl

The Mystery Mix is gone 😫

So… we gonna work with Bonnie? That little show earlier feels like a sign 😏

Oop— Mini Music Man… looks like he’s gonna be here, but I mean I can step on one—

Oh… He joined a gang

And with amazing strategy I lure the gang away— and there’s still one here!

Ok fair, it’s more believable that it takes 3 to take down a child

Gasp— FredBonnie? In my Pizzaplex?!

They were sadistic for giving these robots feelings

Fazer Blast

Vanny’s hideout is wrecked

And they said “No Princess Quest!” again

What are the chances of me getting a FazerBlaster?

0 apparently…

There’s Daddy Deady

Wait— “Prototype?”

Mmm… so… yeah… that thing Freddy said about other Freddys… yeah… yikes

Ok but why tho—?

He got a present inside him

Yes, I tried to claim the present, didn’t work

Uh… wait, so he wasn’t real?

Oh lovely… the Mini Music Man’s back

Bruh, I was already out of the vent, how’d he kill me

Roxy Raceway Sinkhole

The Plushies show the future

That “Save me Cassie” sounding kinda skinwalker-y

Was there always a vent there?

Oh lord

Well to be fair, deactivating her seems to be the only real path, don’t think I can lift a forklift (I’m not forklift certified)

She probably can’t either (Roxy not looking too forklift certified either)

Ok, but, how did Roxy get pinned?

With all the destroyed locations, this area looks the least destroyed now

You know, with how weak the fence seemed, did we really need Monty’s claws?

How is the elevator back?

Holy shit, the legend— Candy Cadet!

Yep, that story checks out for potential skinwalker ending

Afton’s Lair

It be so wild to run into Afton’s corpse corpse here

Wonder if the Blob is still hanging around

Also now being in this side it’s actually strange that there’s working cameras and a flame button on the other side

So you’re telling me villainy is stronger the lower you go

Ooo— the boss fight—

Nevermind, he ded I guess

Haha! Now I’m forklift certified!

Gregory, I didn’t kill you with the Forklift did I?

Yep, definitely a skinwalker

Ooo— called it!

Also, hey, didn’t I deactivate you?

Cave

Yep, Fuck that

Ok but I’m still using the same walkie the fake was contacting me with so who’s to say there aren’t two fakes?

R. I. P. Roxy, hope you get to see Monty again

If I had my crocs in sports mode, I could total dust you

How do I know I can trust you (Goes opposite direction, find dead end) ok fair

Do I really have time for this?

So like where is Gregory contacting me from

Or even how?

Also another level to this place, what?

Oh, guess she just dead then

Oh fuck she’s fucking dead

So you’re telling me Chica and Eclipse are still alive

Y’all can’t do that— Roxy is too?

Wait, where’s Vanes/anny in all this mess?

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hyvnam · 11 months

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HEARTLESS — CH2

Miguel O'hara x Reader

I think I'll be posting more on Wattpad instead of Tumblr since using this platform is kinda complicated for me,,, just search up Heartless by hash1ori on Wattpad ^^

Gwen and Hobie were taking Miles around Babylon Towers for a tour and arrived at the Dormitories. You came out of your room, overhearing their chatter and laughter filling the empty hallway.

“Another spider variant?” Miles tilted his head,, then noticed you had no watch,

“Nah mate she isn't a spider person,,,” Hobie waved at you, you smiled back at him.

“Miles this is Dr. L/n, she's from this Earth and the one who handles the infirmary.”

“Dr. L/n, I'm sure you know Miles.”

You offered your hand after Gwen's small introduction and he returned the gesture by shaking it,,

“I heard a lot about you from Peter, Miles.”

“You know Peter??” you nod, “We're good friends.”

The three invited you to walk with them and you happily agreed. You were planning to go to the lab but it doesn't hurt to get some time to take a little detour.

Miles kept asking questions, he was so curious about this whole secret union.

“So you've been here for a long time?”

“I went to school with Miguel, I've been here since the beginning of this guild.”

“What...?? So he isn't that old?”

You laughed,, “Surprisingly, we're the same age." then shrugged jokingly.

“Did Miguel ever have a like relationship,” you paused, not expecting that kind of question.

“Who would ever date Miguel?” Gwen scoffed then crossed her arms, the others started to think about it and subtly agreed.

Miles and Gwen reminded you of each other,, once upon a time. It made you smile, Hobie beside you, noticing your gaze softened so much.

On the top floor, Miguel and Peter were talking.

"I've hurt her so much before, I've been a jerk but I have been trying to make it up for the mistakes I did when we were young.”

He usually ranted his problems to Peter, who listened carefully. Usually the topic of their conversations was you, maybe that's why you've been feeling the sniffles lately.

“When I had Gabriella,, I didn't think anything mattered anymore and I pushed her away. It was all a mistake,, and I don't know how to fix this.”

Miguel sighed deeply, pushing his brown locks back with his hands. He sat on his office chair, his foot tapping on the floor. Then when the weight of the multiverse was placed on him, you just stood there. Watching it all play out.

“Maybe cause you've been a workaholic, plus cheater your whole life that you don't really deserve her...” Peter sighed, then realizes what he said and started to panic as Miguel covered his face in defeats.

“What am I ever going to do?”

“It worked out for me and MJ,” he rests his hand on Miguel's shoulder, giving a reassuring smile, “Im sure it'll work out for you too.”

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Infirmary, Babylon Towers.

Your POV

Maybe I would have some spiders come and go after a little bruise or light concussion and get a well deserved rest after the grand chase, or at least that's what I thought,, but before my break, Miguel came into the infirmary.

He said he needed some Rapture. But usually,, he was the one who injected it himself.

Even if something off was going on, I told him to sit and started to prepare. The nano tech on his suit disappeared and made space enough for the needle to enter. I put on my gloves and started to infuse the serum. He winced when I took it out and his eyes started to tighten. I started to check him, to see if anything was wrong.

So nothing was up with him him physically, just mentally cause I noticed

that he looked like he wanted to say something,,

It became more obvious that he did since felt his eyes on me while cleaning and sanitizing, at this point it felt like it was burning my back.

“Do you want a lollipop or what?” we both laughed,, I crossed my arms and turned to face him, “What's wrong, Miggy? You're being strange today.”

“You noticed?”

He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close,

“Oh please,,, I've known you for most of my life.”

I tried to stay as good friends with him, and we did do some stuff that was kind of a stress relief. It benefited us. Maybe that's why we were friends with benefits.

“Do you ever just wonder if we weren't here?”

I raised an eyebrow at his question,, “If you didn't create this,,?” I raised my arms to try and describe the whole big thing that's going on,, he laughed. God his laugh was so hot.

“Like, if I never tried to quit Alchemax and we stayed together.”

My lips pressed together, my face became filled with false confusion. I knew what he was trying to say,, but so suddenly?

I gulped and push him away, making there be distance between us. I hugged myself, feeling overwhelmed.

“No matter how much you reject me, I always find myself seeking you.”

Miguel stood up, explaining how much he yearned for me like it was some thesis defense,,

“I need you like how I need air to breath,,,”

He cupped my face,, I shook my head, the hope in his eyes started to drain.

“You didn't think that when you cheated on me,,” I looked up at him and said sadly, brushing him away.

He stood there, like a hopeless child that got lost. My face became serious. What did he want? Encouragement like some dog one last time? If I give him the same attention I did when I came back then I'd be wrapped around his hold once again,, and I promised myself to never do that.

But why do I feel little hope that he could do something (babe), say something (babe), risk it all and not lose me. I don't know what I'm supposed to do, haunted by those “What ifs”. Like what if we worked out?

Miguel left after I scanned his body. Everything was stable and he left. Our conversation was short lived after the awkward confession he made, he was so corny.

I looked around the infirmary,, it was quiet, no one was there, and I decided to go to the canteen. Thinking that we were lucky that it wasn't a busy day. Unbeknownst to us,, someone was resting on one of the beds, covered by the curtains.

Tbc.

#miguel o'hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader smut #miguel o'hara #fanfic #spiderman2099 #wattpad #miguel

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rxmqnova · 8 months

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Reunion pt. 2

Y/N: 12 years old Story: Yelena and Y/N annoying each other, Y/N and Nat getting closer… ——————————————————

Y/N'S POV It's been a week since mom and I reunited and I've had so much fun with her so far. We went shopping and mom bought me so much clothes even though I told her I don't need that much. I kinda enjoy stealing her hoodies to be honest and she said she doesn't mind if I do so, so I don't know why she decided to buy me that much clothes. She also insisted on buying some decorations for my room which I also don't know why as my room looks perfectly fine even without it. Whatever, if mom's happy then I'm happy too.

Unfortunately mom's leaving on a mission this evening which sucks, cause I have to stay here with Natasha. I know mom asked me to give her a chance, but I've been avoiding her as much as I can just yet.

I also met the rest of the team. They've all been very nice to me so far. My favorite is Peter though, he's closest to my age beside Yelena and we play videogames together which is another fun thing I tried for the first time.

"Good morning, mama" I smile at my mom, looking up at her. Mom's been sleeping with me, cause I've been having nightmares about the Red Room and the fact she's leaving this afternoon and won't be back until tomorrow evening makes it worse, cause Yelena is so grumpy when you wake her up from her sleep which means I'll have to go to Natasha if I have another nightmare.

"Good morning, princess" She smiles back and kisses my forehead. "How did you sleep, baby?"

"Really good. No nightmare tonight" I smile again, cuddling up to her and she starts playing with my hair.

"I'm glad to hear that. Are you hungry?" She asks with a smile and I nod my head immediately. My mom is the best cook ever. I especially love her chicken paprikash because it reminds me of the time when it was just her, me and Uncle Pietro.

I put on one of mom's hoodies and we head to the kitchen. Mama tells me to take a seat at the table while she makes breakfast so I do as she said, watching her to do her magic. We decide on pancakes, cause mom's are simply the best.

"Good morning" Natasha and Yelena come to the kitchen. "Good morning" Mom smiles at both of them, especially at Natasha. "Morning" I also greet them. I still don't like Natasha, but I don't want to be rude.

"There you go" Mom comes to me with a plate full of pancakes, putting it on the table in front of me.

"Thank you!" I say with a huge smile, receiving a kiss on my forehead from my mama.

"Pancakes?!" Yelena's eyes widen. She immediately sits next to me and steals some of mine pancakes.

"Hey! These are mine!" I say annoyed, gaining attention of my mom and her girlfriend. I hate when someone steals my food.

"Baby, I'm making more" Mom chuckles.

"But still… You're such a theif. These are mine" I say, glaring at Yelena. "Go cry about it" Yelena sticks her tongue out at me playfully.

"Yelena, you are just so annoying" I sigh, slapping her arm in response.

"Not as much as you" She teases, stealing another piece of my pancake.

"Сука" I scoff. (bitch)

"Okay, that's enough, you two. Yelena, you stop stealing Y/N's food, you'll get yours. And Y/N, you watch your language please" Natasha looks at us seriously. I roll my eyes and get back to eating.

"I saw that, Y/N" Mom looks at me, tilting her head slightly, and I better stay quiet. "There you go" Mom smiles at Natasha, handing her a plate full of pancakes before giving her a kiss. I don't know why they have to do that now, I'm eating!

"Ew. Mom, I'm eating. Can't you do that later?" I ask with disgust printed on my face, but mom just chuckles and shakes her head.

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Time flies fast and mom needs to leave already. She already said her goodbye to Natasha, so now it's my time to say goodbye to her. "I'll be back in a few days, don't worry" Mama says, kissing my forehead while I'm hugging her tightly.

"Do you really have to go?" I ask, pulling out my best puppy eyes. "I'm sorry, bubs. I'll be back before you know it" She gives me a smile, running her fingers through my hair. "Listen to Natasha and be good for her, okay?" She looks at me seriously and I only hum in response. "Y/N, promise me you'll listen to her and be nice to her" Mom says more seriously this time.

"Okay, I promise" I say with a sigh.

"Good" She smiles and kisses my forehead again. "If anything… Natasha gives good hugs" Mama says, booping my nose. "I really have to go now. I love you"

"I love you too" I give her one last hug and get another kiss on my forehead. Then I let her go and she walks out of the door. I sigh, walking back to the living room where Yelena and Natasha are. Yelena's watching TV, so I just sit next to her and cuddle up to her. I miss my mom already.

"Y/N, stop. I don't want to cuddle right now" Yelena says, pushing me away.

"Whyy?" I whine, I really need a hug right now.

"Just not now" She sighs, her eyes glued on the TV.

I sigh and move away from her. Natasha's sitting on the other side of the couch. Maybe she wouldn't mind some cuddles? I mean… mom asked me to give her a chance and she said Natasha gives good hugs, plus she's being nice to me, so maybe I could try to forgive her…

"Natasha?" I say quietly, sitting next to her, and she looks at me. "Yes, Y/N?" She smiles.

"Can I… maybe… cuddle with you?" I ask, nervously playing with my fingers.

Without a word she smiles, opening her arms for me. A smile forms on my face as well and I cuddle up to her… Okay, I admit… her cuddles are good…

"Is everything okay?" Natasha asks, running her fingers through my hair.

"I just miss mama already" I answer honestly, letting out a sigh.

"She'll be home soon, don't worry. And I'm always here for you if you need a hug or anything" She says which makes me smile. I like the way she's not giving up on me even though I was trying to avoid her and wasn't exactly nice to her when I actually had to speak to her. Maybe it's time to cut it off and forgive her…

"… I know they made you to kidnap me. I'm sorry I was being mean to you" I mumble but enough for her to hear before looking up at her.

"That's okay, honey. I'd be mad too" She smiles at me.

The room is now filled with comfortable silence. I just keep cuddling with Natasha, watching the movie Yelena's watching. Eventually my eyes get heavy, so I close them just for a second. The next thing I know is that I'm carried somewhere. I guess I fell asleep.

"Mama?" I open my eyes slightly, rubbing the sleep away with my fist. "It's Natasha, sweetheart" She whispers.

Natasha places me on my bed, putting a blanket over me. She's about to leave, but I stop her. Her cuddles were pretty nice and I could use more of them.

"Wait. Can you stay please?" I ask, rubbing my eyes again.

"Of course" Natasha smiles and lays down on the bed next to me on which I immediately cuddle up to her.

"Sweet dreams, Y/N/N" She presses a kiss to my forehead which makes me smile. I have to admit she's not that bad…

"Goodnight, Natty"

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Series masterlist

Masterlist

#black widow #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #yelena belova #scarlet widow #scarlet witch

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a-door-to-somewhere · 10 months

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Ok watched spiderverse 2 again here's some thoughts in no particular order (spoilers and long post ahead):

- peter b is reading a book called "how to talk to kids" at the very end. Presumably because may can't speak yet and Gwen and Miles were zapped away I choose to believe he was reading this so he can go talk to Miguel LMAO

- I fucken love the way spot, after he powers up, move around via just like... sliding around in the air basically with his bad posture like he's hung from strings like a puppet

- when gwen is drumming at the opening and when spot gets zapped both are intercut with frames from later in the movie and also later in the future. I'm guessing spot got a glimpse of canon events but when Gwen was doing her intro it was phrased like a retrospective- but unlike most intros it didn't have a shot of a new spiderman comic being thrown on the pile. So when was she doing this retrospective? I hc she'll pick back up at the end of the third movie

- someone needs to make procreate brush packs for each universe/character PLEASE

- ok the "watercolor" effect being a mood ring is incredible but I havent seen anyone talking about the sort of abstract animation?? It almost reminds me of like experimental film from the impressionist/dada/supremetism eras, you can see it synced to the drum in the intro and also in some of the backgrounds during her big speech

- also during the Guggemheim fight when the Renaissance Vulture was like "you call this art?" And Gwen was like "well we're talking about it aren't we" YOU'RE SO RIGHT GWEN I AM KISSING YOU ON THE LIPS

- the shaky 1st pov cam when Gwen's dad sneaks up on her both times reminded me of when Miles accidentally watched kingpin kill perfect Peter? Idk if it was exactly the same I'd have to go back and rewatch but UGH it really gets that Gwen's dad has two sides too and the cop side isn't really human almost, lurking in the shadows, silhouetted

- also Gwen's dad just being a shit cop, giving her mixed instructions, raising a weapon at an unarmed person who is trying to communicate, firing warning shots, yelling the Miranda rights over her which is not how its supposed to be given

- contrast that with Jeff who literally never pointed a weapon at anyone and went charging after spot with his bare hands, is casual with his spiderman. I mean even when Jeff was talking about Miles not capturing Spot correctly it was lighthearted and joking, he's actively not going by the book, he's keeping the squad off of Spiderman's back, he apparently talks to spiderman about his family troubles???

- have I mentioned I LOVE MUSICAL MOTIFS????? Seriously they’re always good (fuck Wagner everyone knows Toby Fox invented the leitmotif) I mean everyone noticed the horror style Prowler stinger but even more characters got some: Gwen got a Little Rock theme with a guitar lick that echoes the ‘spi-der-man, spi-der-man’ song, Miguel’s distorted synth whine, the interesting mouth and bells percussion that Pav gets (good job Hollywood avoiding the exotic Asian pentatonic lick for once), at the end when the 42 prowler reveal slowly changed the prowler stinger into a human scream???? There’s probably more but I’d have to go back and watch it again again lmao

- I really love how Miguel is kinda goofy. He’s aloof and over serious but he makes mistakes and shows other emotions despite his best efforts. His flaws are shown off in his very first interaction, with his unwillingness to ask for help despite the fact that he knows he needs it. He’s frustrated. He’s got group object leader energy. It makes it so much more lovable that he’s susceptible to quips and he also gets knocked down and messes up and shows up and has his quirks that everyone puts up with. THATS how you make an interesting, relatable, lovable antagonist. Perhaps it worked too well LMAO

- I am an Oscar isaac simp I gotta go rewatch moon knight

- when miles was swinging around with gwen he passed a truck called "redex" bc gwen rejected him lmao

- theres an 8 clearly visible in the background of earth 42? Wacc

- the Spread Your Wings, Man scene focusing on the plastic wrap on top of the Alchemax flowing in the wind like it’s an ocean?/??? I really hope they call back to that imagery later because it clearly means something and I need to know what

- I’ve got an inkling of something that specifically revealing one’s spider-dentity to a loved one is some kind of anti-canon event, like maybe it’s the thing that fixes the destabilization? I mean we’ve seen that it’s ok if loved ones figure it out themselves (or if they then die, like uncle Aaron) like it’s a clear theme that miles keeps trying to tell his parents, and then Gwen tells her dad, which causes him to quit the force, thereby averting the canon event of him dying indirectly??? Also, it’s implied that the MJ of 1610 sold out Perfect Peter Parker to Fisk, leading to his death, ALSO also, gayatri probably figured out Pav’s identity right before HIS world destabilized??? Idk lmao

- I hope spiderbite/Margo and Jess get proper intros I can’t wait

- the background spider hockey girl has my heart, I couldn’t stop looking at her during the chase scene

- God I need to watch moon knight again

- when mj moved into mays room to greet them she lifted a picture frame back up as she moved in the door? What's up with that???

- not Spanish originally starting as a too-relatable joke that Miles gets a B in despite his mother speaking Spanish at home as well, not living up to his expectations, and then 42!Miles presumably speaks more/better Spanish due to being closer to his mom because his dad died???

- not miles aceing ap physics and ap studio AT THE SAME TIME in his SOPHOMORE YEAR free my boy from grounding he’s done nothing wrong

- btsv’s main villain is gonna be the sat I’m telling you

- most importantly: what was up with the Comic Code Authority’s seal being shown after the studio logos at the beginning??

Did that happen in the first one??? Why would it be there??? The cca has obviously been defunct since before superhero movies were really a thing. Famously, the cca seriously censored a ton of content, causing Marvel to be unable to portray darker stories involving drugs and other more mature themes, which they wanted to do with many superheroes including Spidey??? Is the Spider Society secretly the cca, censoring storylines that they think shouldn’t be portrayed, including darker timelines like 42? There was also issues with the convoluted Spider-Man comic lines going through unsatisfying ‘resets’ to keep Spider-Man relatable, without evolving the character into anything too far away from the OG Spider-Man, ie young, relationship issues with MJ, nerdy, tragedies etc. this is the detail that had me wondering the most because it was so clearly displayed right at the beginning, and the cca was generally a shameful part of comic book history in which publishers submitted to satanic moral panic. Like, not really something that reads as a cute little callback to an era of comics like he use of Ben day dots or misaligned printing or the onomatopoeias??

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vbecker10 · 2 years

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Hi love

I’ve got a request:

Loki x y/n (gender doesn’t matter)

Loki tries online dating and meets someone (age 18+) and they start chatting away. At first it’s more just like something silly and both don’t think much about it. But then Loki decides he wants to meet them. Only problem: They don’t live in NYC. In fact, they don’t even live in the States. I’m more thinking about something like Iceland, Norway, Finland. When Loki visits it’s in Winter (due to him being Jotun) and they fall in love. He even shows her his real form. Lots and lots of fluff. Maybe a bit angst when it comes to the meeting. Smut, if you like. Ending: Not fussed. Something that fits your story. Thank you 🖤

@juulle987 thank you so much for the request!! Sorry this took so long 💚💚 (I know I kept promising I was almost done but it got away from me... and it just kept getting longer, so I made it two parts) I really hope you like it! 🤞🤞

I'm Here (Part 1 of 2)

Part 2 here

Pairing: Loki x gender neutral reader

Warnings: self doubt, angst, kinda fluff... it's coming in the next part (so is Jotun Loki)

POV: Y/N pov & Loki pov

Summary: After a string of terrible blind dates, Loki is pushed into trying online dating and despite his doubts, he meets you. The two of you become fast friends and soon you find yourself falling for him completely. After a few months, Loki begins to ask if he can visit you but every time he does, you come up with an excuse to keep him away. Eventually, Loki decides it's worth the risk and goes to Norway to see you, but will you be excited to see him?

Word Count: 3k words

(LOKI POV)

"Come on brother, you can't give up just because of a few bad dates," Thor says.

"A few... you and your idiot friends have set me up on a blind date almost every Saturday for the last three months and each one has been worse then the one before," you tell him as you turn on the stove then fill the kettle with water.

"They weren't all bad," Rogers counters and you groan in response.

"Yea, what about the one who worked at the bookstore?" Barnes suggests.

"You mean the one who texted the entire time we were at dinner and then took home my leftovers?" you ask.

"Right... that was weird. Well there was the one you went to the play with?" Barnes tries again.

"They left during the intermission," you remind him.

"That's an honest mistake... I think," Rogers says hopefully but Thor shrugs.

You shake your head and take a mug out of the cabinet. "I'm done," you tell them flatly, not wanting to talk about it any further. You keep your back to the three of them until you finish making your tea and then you head back to your room.

"How was your date?" a cheerful voice calls from behind you and you turn. You shrug at Peter and continue on your way down the hall. He catches up to you and you sigh, he's not as easy to brush off as Thor and some of the others. "What happened?" he asks, sounding almost more let down then you feel.

You reach your door and pause, knowing the boy will follow you inside whether you invite him to or not. You open the door and he quickly takes a seat on your couch, still waiting for you to answer his question. You take a seat opposite him on your arm chair and set your tea down, rubbing your eyes.

"It was that bad?" he asks.

You nod, "Honestly, I don't feel like talking about it right now, Peter. I've told them to stop setting me up with people." You avoid eye contact with him while staring into your mug. For Thor and his friends, you acted as if this was just a game, something to keep you occupied when you had a free night but something about Peter made you tell him the truth. You didn't enjoy being alone as much as you claimed to and he had since become invested in the idea of you finding your perfect match. "I just can't keep doing this," you tell him, hoping you aren't disappointing him as much as you are disappointing yourself.

"Aww, really? I thought for sure this time would be a good one," he says, he sits back against the couch and looks mildly annoyed.

"I'll admit, it would have been nice to find someone but... I feel more alone now than I did before this all started," you tell him, feeling defeated. "Its my fault, I never should have gotten my hopes up," you say. Maybe you were meant to be alone, it had been that way for so long you should just accept it, you thought to yourself.

After a moment or two of silence Peter leans forward and you are confused to see him appear so excited. "I think I have an idea..." he tells you with a wide smile.

(LOKI POV - a few days later)

You walk into your room and close the door with a loud thud then throw yourself onto your couch. To say the mission didn't go as planned was an understatement, you just wanted to shower, eat and sleep but you couldn't decide what order was more important. As you sit on the couch with your hand over your face, your phone begins to vibrate on the coffee table. You barely used the device, Thor would call once in a while and Peter tried to text you but you disliked using it, you almost never remembered to take it with you anywhere. You look at it curiously and then remember the app Peter installed for you right before you left. You sigh when you open it and see you have over 30 new messages. Too tired to read them all, you start with the oldest and scroll up through your inbox, skimming the first line or two from each.

One of the more recent messages catches your attention but you think twice about opening it. Peter had told you to avoid profiles that didn't have pictures but there was something about this one that seemed different than the others. You open the chat and sit back against the couch to read it.

"Hi Loki, we've never talked on here before so this might seem weird or random but I just wanted to see if you were ok. I was watching the news earlier and they said you had gotten hurt during the hostage situation in Paris. It looked like it was really a rough mission, not that any of them are easy I'm sure. I know we don't know each other and I'm sure you have tons of messages from people who are way more interesting then me but if you ever want to talk, I'm here. I'm sure when you get back you'll be really tired, so I hope you sleep well (and maybe get to rest tomorrow). - Y/N"

You find yourself smiling at the message, and then going to Y/N's profile to read about them. Once you finish, you go back into your inbox and delete all the messages except that one.

(Y/N POV)

You hit send on the message and toss your phone as far away from you as possible on the bed. You honestly can't believe you did that, you just sent an Avenger... no a freaking prince... no an actual god a message on a dating app, why did you even bother? You groan and bury your face in your pillow, already deciding that he would never message you back. Why would he when he had so many better options, you think as you roll over and turn off your light.

Eventually you fall asleep and your woken by a loud chime, it takes you a minute to realize its your phone. You grab it, roll onto your back and hold it over your face, eyes half open you click on the app. You nearly drop the phone on your face when you see you have a notification that Loki replied to you. You sit up, suddenly fully awake and open the chat.

"Hello Y/N, I'm feeling much better than I did a few hours ago, thank you for asking. I heal fairly quickly so I will be fine by morning. You're right, I am exhausted but honestly, I feel a bit better after seeing your message. You're the only person who has ever checked on me after a mission, to see if I was ok and I really appreciate it. I'm sorry we won't be able to talk more tonight but hopefully we can tomorrow. I should eat something quick before I try to sleep. Thank you again for worrying about me. - Loki"

You read the message three more times to make sure it said what you think it said. Your message made him feel better? And he wants to talk to you? That actually happened, you think as a smile spreads across your lips. You are in such shock, you almost forget to write back to him. You debate telling him you are glad you made him feel better but instead you simply say him you are happy he's ok and then you wish him a goodnight. You sigh, putting your phone on the bed next to you. Well, it was fun for five seconds but he was probably just being polite, you think as you close your eyes again, you don't have too much longer until your alarm goes off. Your mind immediately starts to come up with a very long list of reasons why he won't respond again but it is interrupted by your phone altering you to a new message. You open the app quickly and smile wide again when you read his reply.

"Goodnight Y/N, I look forward to talking to you tomorrow."

The next day you argue with yourself about whether to message him, even typing out several different things then deleting them quickly. You sigh out loud and read his profile again. When you saw him pop up on here, you could barely believe it, why would someone like him need an app to meet people. You shake your head and try to push any thoughts of Loki from your mind as you settle into the couch.

A few minutes later your phone chimes and you open the app, assuming it's another useless notification but it's not. You instantly smile when you see there's a new message in your chat with Loki.

"Good morning Y/N, or afternoon possibly, your profile didn't say where you lived so I'm unsure the time at the moment. I have quite a few meetings today unfortunately but I would love to talk to you for a bit now if you are available."

"Hi Loki, it's afternoon here. I hope you slept well. I have weekends off so I'm here all day, just doing nothing." you reply. Oh good, tell him you have no life, you think to yourself, very smooth.

There is a long pause and you find yourself staring at the three floating dots as they blink on and off. You can't be sure if whoever created those was actually evil or not. The dots stop for a while and you feel let down but then a message comes through almost ten minutes later.

"Sorry, I'm not very good at typing and all this I'm afraid, it's still fairly new to me. I needed someone to help me turn off the sound of the keypad beeping when I type. And good afternoon it is then, Y/N. I slept very well actually thank you, I hope you did too. I feel like it's been ages since I've had a day off to do nothing. Most of the team thinks its better I'm kept occupied, I've been known to take my boredom out on them."

"Well I can do my best to keep you occupied, I wouldn't want you getting yourself in trouble," you smile as you text back.

"I appreciate the offer, I've been told I can be quite a handful at times so you'll have to distract me fairly often," he messages.

(Y/N POV - 3 months later)

"Hi Loki, are you still awake?" you text him as soon as you wake up, just like you have every morning since the two of you started talking.

A few minutes later your phone chimes and you smile. "Good morning love, I'm here," he replies.

You feel yourself blush at the pet name just as much as you did the first time he called you that. "What are you doing?" you ask him.

"Missing you like always," he responds quickly.

You text back and forth for the next two hours and then you look at the clock. "You should get some sleep Loki, I know it's almost 2am in New York," you tell him. You don't want to stop talking to him but you are worried enough about him when he goes on missions, you didn't want him to be too sleep deprived if he was called away.

He replies, "I have no doubt I would sleep better if you were in my arms, Y/N."

You smile at the thought and say, "I wish I could feel your arms around me, that sounds perfect." You often find yourself imagining what it would be like to rest your head on his chest while he holds you tight as you fell sleep at night.

"Y/N, I would never let you go," he says and then you see him typing again. "You mean so much to me Y/N and I love talking to you, its always the best part of my day."

You smile so wide it almost hurts, "I love talking to you too, Loki and I care about you deeply."

There is a short pause and then you read, "There is something I want to talk to you about. Y/N, I want to see you, I want to be with you. I would love to visit you."

As soon as you read the message your anxiety starts to rise. All you want to do is say yes as quickly as possibly but your mind starts to race. You begin to worry that he won't feel the same way about you when he sees you in person. You have no reason to believe that's true but you can't seem to stop the negative thoughts from pushing their way through. You suddenly feel yourself making up an excuse about being busy with work for the next few weeks without even meaning to.

"Its ok love. I will talk to you in a few hours, you were right about it getting late," he replies.

(LOKI POV - 6 months later)

Your phone buzzes in your pocket and you smile to yourself when you see who the message is from.

"Reindeer Games, are we interrupting you?" Stark asks and you sigh, putting your phone away before you can respond. As soon as Stark is finished, you get up to leave with everyone else. Taking out your phone, you type a message back to Y/N when you step out into the hallway.

"I didn't even know he had a phone," Barton jokes as he leaves the conference room with Natasha. "Lately he's on that damn thing all the time."

She shrugs in response and Thor laughs, saying, "He must be talking to Y/N."

You keep walking, acting as if you don't hear them. You had been away for a few days on a mission and you were excited to talk to Y/N again. You always missed them a great deal when you were away and you loved how they always let you know they missed you.

"Who's Y/N?" Natasha asks as they follow you down the hall to the elevator.

"I would tell you but that's literally all I've been able to get out of him," Thor says and you laugh a bit at how much it annoys him.

Just as you are about the turn the corner at the end of the hall you see Peter and Barnes coming towards you. Barnes nods at everyone then disappears into one of the conference rooms. Peter waves and joins all of you by the elevator.

You say hello to him and open your phone again to respond to Y/N's question. "Oh, tell Y/N I said 'hi', and they were right about that movie. It was really good," Peter says and you nod but then you look up slowly.

"Wait, Parker knows Y/N?" Thor asks and you cringe as the elevator arrives.

Natasha and Barton laugh as Thor grabs your arm and pulls you into the elevator, followed by Peter who mouths 'sorry'. You roll your eyes and put your phone back in your pocket. Since Peter had signed you up for online dating, he had been the only one you talked to about Y/N.

"So..." Thor says, "Are you going to tell us about them?" You shrug and he sighs loudly. "Come on brother, it's been what, three or four months-" he starts.

"Six," you can't help but correct him. "Y/N is a friend, we talk," you explain in the briefest way possible although you aren't sure 'friend' is the right word. You desperately wanted to be more then Y/N's friend and most of the time you think they feel the same. If you were being perfectly honest, you wanted Y/N to be yours and you wanted to be their's entirely.

"Mmhmm... and what does this 'friend' look like?" Natasha asks, raising an eyebrow.

"He doesn't know," Peter answers without thinking and you give him a silencing look, he quickly puts his hand over his mouth.

"What?" Natasha, Barton and Thor ask at the same time. Peter presses his back against the wall of the elevator as if it will help him dissappear while the others look at you questioningly. Y/N's online profile didn't have any pictures when you first started talking and although Peter thought that was odd it never bothered you. What did bother you sometimes was that they never wanted to talk on the phone or video chat (after Peter explained to you what that was). Of course you were curious to know what they looked like and sounded like but mostly you just thought it would easier to talk to them without having to constantly type.

Thankfully the elevator reaches your floor and you step out, making your way to your room quickly. You are almost to your door when you realize Peter is right behind you. You turn and he gives you an apologetic look, you tell him it's fine and he follows you into your room. He makes himself at home like always, hanging his backpack on a hook by the door and taking a seat on your couch.

"So..." he asks excitedly. "How did it go?"

You pace slowly in front of the couch with your phone in your hand then sit heavily on your armchair. "They said no... again" you tell him, tossing the phone lightly on the couch.

"Again?" Peter says almost in shock but you aren't surprised, you're hurt.

You had been asking Y/N if you could visit roughly once a month and every time they had an excuse as to why you couldn't. It was painful to know they were lying to you and you were confused because they were truthful about everything else. They sounded so sincere when they told you they cared for you and missed you and wanted to be with you but the second you mention visiting, they became closed off. You stared at your hands, thinking when you hear Peter say something.

"What?" you ask him to repeat himself as you look up.

"I said, you should just go there," he says, he waves his hand in the vaguely general direction of Norway.

You sit up straighter and look at him. "I could do that," you say to yourself.

"Oh, wait no... I didn't actually mean that," Peter says, his eyes wide as you stand up.

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tunasama13 · 11 months

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Stupid analysis time yippie wahoo!!!!

If the theories are true, I have a feeling that Miguel isn’t really over Gabriella’s death like, at all. It looks to me like he’s going down a path of revenge and him being cold and angry is because of the constant reminder of his own failure to protect her and the grief he’s feeling.

Like, imagine on top of all of the stress of trying to keep the multiverse from collapsing (assuming she dies a bit before the film begins), your daughter is killed/passes away and you’re left to pick up the pieces. I’m not sure if Gabi’s mother is around either, meaning he’s most likely dealing with this all alone.

I don’t think he’d tell the Spider Society about stuff going on in his personal life, and I’m willing to bet the only ones who know are Lyla and Gabriel.

I think at some point, judging by that small clip, we’re going to see him watching videos of her and someone is potentially going to walk in and see that. As the clip looks like it’s from someones POV, my bet is either Gwen or Miles (an interview says that Miles will find heartbreak in Miguel, maybe this is what they’re talking about?).

My one concern that she’s not really his daughter but Gabriel’s (potentially this could mean both of them died?), which kinda sucks for me and all the other people who gave him angst for this very reason. I do recall a TV spot centered around the parents and neither Miguel or Jess showed up, so maybe they just meant active parents like the Morales’ or Peter B and MJ.

Either that, or she’s completely fine! :) But unfortunately, I don’t really think the very little context given seems to imply that :( Like all those videos (seeing how it’s apparentally file 11), and Miguel being broody and angry and talking about sacrifice and stuff.

Either way, I think it would be really cool to see ATSV tackle losing a child and how it affects the parents. It seems we have a theme of parenting in this movie, with focus on Rio and Jefferson, George Stacy, Peter B, and Jess Drew. I’m excited to see how this will all play out in 2 weeks!

#across the spiderverse #spiderverse #atsv #spiderman atsv #spiderman 2099 #miguel o'hara #again I am writing a 5+1 mostly based on him dealing with #his mental health and stuff #and this also includes the grief around losing a child #shut up tuna

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ashley-slashley · 1 year

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Holy Diver

Chapters: 1, 2, 3

Summary: POV: you have a crush on a catholic priest having a crisis of faith

Rating: M/Mature

Warnings: cussing, heresy, very long paragraphs

A/N: I’m definitely going to hell for this one. I’m blaming William Peter Blatty, William Friedkin, and Jason Miller for making Damien Karras a very loveable and friend shaped character. If you’re not cool with the idea of sleeping with a grief stricken and religiously challenged Catholic priest, I understand, and I highly recommend you not read this fic. I’m taking some creative liberties with both the exact time of year the movie is set as well as the map of the area the movie is set in. If someone is thinking “well actually” about this, you’re having redditor thoughts about a smut. What are you doing with your life?

Chapters 1: Beam me down, Alighieri

Captain’s log. Stardate: supplemental. Very recently two of my friends and I migrated to D.C. for our fall semester in college. We’ve spotted an, in terms of average/expected demographics in a university, unusual person - unless he’s just dressed like a priest for shits and giggles. Before you even think of asking, no, this priest isn’t an older or elderly gentleman just minding his own business, probably visiting a member of the local Catholic church and checking up on them. If this person did fall under that category, I wouldn’t be having this bullshit brew in my mind.

I haven’t met the guy, but he looks like Dean Martin about something-teen years ago. Tall, dark hair, pretty eyes, friendly aura, and very handsome. My friends have been poking fun at me for having a crush on a priest - the true forbidden fruit. The other day my friends took a “shortcut” from class to a nearby pub, “I am going to fucking slaughter the both of ya ” I irritably whispered to them while trying to hide my mortification. I didn’t witness a war crime or some shit you’d hear about happening a few years ago in Nha Trang or some province near the Vietnam-Cambodia border. Whenever I go near or in the proximity of a man I find attractive or have a crush on, I immediately become quite aware of my surroundings and feel like I have the scopes of a thousand snipers aimed at my head. I already know what you’re going to say, no, this isn’t an innocent crush. How can a crush on a literal clergyman be innocent? He literally takes an oath and vows to remain celibate and not give into humanly desires when in seminary school, if it works the same way as when a woman chooses to become a nun. “You know, I saw him and a really tall priest at the bar the other day” my hippie friend whispered while smirking and raising her brows at me, “I’m sorry, WHAT?! ” I unintentionally spoke too loud. Shit, they’re looking at us. ‘ Don’t give them the finger or tell them to kill themselves, they’re just nice members of the clergy’, I thought, “ Don’t even look at them” I cupped one of my hands over my face.

“She’s ok, Fathers, I just told her something that happened in one of my classes today!” the hippie reassured the priests behind the gate. Y’know, they can probably sense we’re talking about them, or at least one of them. “Dean Martin” doesn’t need to know about my thoughts and feelings towards him, I can’t tell how old he is, but he looks to be in his mid to late thirties. Meanwhile my other friend, a quiet geek like myself who kinda reminds me of one of the women from Saturday Night Live, was fucking losing it over me feeling this way about a literal priest. Not funny, didn’t laugh. “Be glad this isn’t 16th century Spain, we would be thrown to Torquemada for crimes of heresy just by talking about some priest I happen to find attractive across the street from us” I whispered to my laughing friend, which only caused her to laugh harder. I mean, I’m already going to burn in Hell, good thing I’ll have company. Beam me down, Alighieri.

#the shitposter writes #damien karras #damien karras x reader #the exorcist

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zebbyscoot · 2 years

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Zebby’s Spideypool Playlist Analysis #1

🌹Hi hello hey! Since I got a couple people who showed interest in my playlist analysis series of posts I thought I’d test drive a format!! Today, I’m going to be easing us into this analysis stuff with a fun song that’s pretty easy to explain my thought process on: Livin’ La Vida Loca by Ricky Martin!🌹

🚫🕸~(Fair warning, this is a LONG post)~🕸🚫

(Cover image drawn by my dear dear friend citrus_wall_paint on Instagram <3)

https://open.spotify.com/track/0Ph6L4l8dYUuXFmb71Ajnd?si=Pfjv1x70R_WeXlC_i3jQqA

The vibe

🎉So first off, general vibes! This is a super fun song, I personally always find myself listening to it like 6 times in a row every time I put it on. It also has a super playful, almost flirtatious edge to it, more of the Deadpool and Spider-Man side of the relationship than Wade and Peter, more of a dangerous dance than something more sweet and domestic like a couple of the other songs on this playlist.🎉

POV character (who’s singing?): 🚫Deadpool🚫

🎆So, this might be an unpopular opinion because whenever I bring this song up in reference to Spideypool, everyone thinks I imagine the “her” in the song as Deadpool, since he’s so eccentric and has a tendency to do completely bonkers stuff. But, I’m here to make the case that Spidey actually makes more sense, and that Deadpool is the one who’s “singing”, as it were. This song makes me imagine Dp chasing Spidey across the city, led on this wild goose chase trying to catch him. And Spidey’s loving it. You honestly cannot convince me Peter never enjoyed Deadpool’s obsession with Spider-Man, including the opportunity to tease the poor bastard mercilessly.🎆

♥️One of the themes I really like to play with regarding Spideypool is that it’s just two guys teaching each other how to live again. Wade specifically is usually characterized as this absolute nihilist; he can’t die, so nothing really matters anymore. There’s no thrill to what he’s doing. Nothing new in his life. Just an unkillable mercenary that everybody fuckin hates. This is the song that plays the night Spider-Man gives him a taste of what life really feels like again, and makes him all the more determined to know the man behind the vigilante mask. A new question to answer. A new reason to live.♥️

🏳️‍🌈Wow. That was gay. Anyway!🏳️‍🌈

Lines from the song that remind me of the two sillies (and explanations!)

- “She’s into superstitions / black cats and voodoo dolls.” (this part honestly just reminds me of Felicia, but this whole song is kind of her jam too. It makes me think that she gave Peter the idea to do something stupid with Deadpool. I love her)

- “She’s got a new addiction / for every day and night.” (The “addiction” here I imagine as being “a new weird thing about Spider-Man that Wade has to unravel (hehe) in order to get closer.” Spidey’s full of surprises)

- “She’ll make you live her crazy life, but she’ll take away your pain / like a bullet to your brain.” (First of all haha funny Deadpool guns bullet shooty shooty I think we all made that connection. But this line is actually super sweet. Yeah, trying to get close to Spider-Man probably fucking sucks! He’s a stubborn little asshole who almost exclusively works alone and would love to stay like that, not to mention his ✨trauma✨ of people he’s emotionally close to catching a bad case of gunshot wound or broken spine. So, yeah, spider bestie isn’t an easy thing to obtain. But once you get it? That man will LITERALLY take a bullet for you. Several. There is NOTHING he won’t do for you once he starts really caring about you (as several “I’m gonna stop being Spider-Man cause I have a gf” storylines prove). He IS gonna try to take away that pain. Because Peter Parker is the best human in existence thank you)

- “Upside, inside out / she’s livin la Vida Loca / she’ll push and pull you down / livin la Vida Loca” (this lil bit just kinda reminds me of Spidey in general. The “upside, inside out” moment sounds pretty disorienting, much like if a certain spandex clad hero was flipping and thwipping around to mess with you. And “push and pull you down”? That’s a webshooter thing if I’ve ever heard one! I just really enjoy the mental image of Peter dragging Wade around by a web. Very cute)

🌸That kinda wraps up my general thoughts! I put this amount of thought into every minute of this 3+ hour playlist, and I’m really excited to share it all with the internet void! Please let me know your thoughts, and if you’re interested in another deep dive! Thank you so much for reading to the end (●´ω｀●)🌸

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hogwartstreasuresandstuff-blog · 9 months

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notes - 01/08/2023

update: i've finished choices this very morning (yeah i stopped reading it for about a month when i realised i only had one chap. left... talk about not wanting to let go—).

i have to say this one made me love james so much more (tbh wasn't really a prongs girlie before). still not sure about jegulus post hogwarts (and jegulily all in all) but jegulus in hogwarts is now canon to me lmao. i loved loved loved the depiction of reg. but I have to say, I’ve always hated Lucius so much and always will, but I kinda had a hard time picturing him as a predator ? A legit adult-bully to reg and a cruel-egocentric-coward tyran, sure, 100%, but a predator ? Not so suuuuure, but maybe it’s just bc it really made me uncomfortable to think about the fact that he is a father so.. yeah. Besides that I loved reg storyline. oh oh oh and cerci has my heart!!! I think i prefer atyd-marlene but mary, sirius & remus felt pretty much the same or not radically different at least (atyd is my canon argue with the wall), and i feel like this fic just gave me more depth to their characters. not sure how i feel about lily. atyd-lily reminded me too much of hermione, choices-lily kinda doesn't fit with how i picture her ? but it kinda does, but it kinda doesn't ? i guess to me lily still feels like that one person you like but you can't quite read through. anyway i really like her family-background tho, and i loved reading the bits with petunia (and the fact that lily nicknamed her "tuni"). annnnnd i loved the peter pov in the epilogue. SO NOW the mission is finding a good fic about peter really, bc does anybody in this fandom has a really good explanation to the betrayal bc to this day i don't get it.

ok that's it. can't wait to break my heart on another canon compliant fic.

Ps: honorable mention to the fact that after all those years it took me to read a regulus fanfic to catch up on the Remus as in Romulus & Remus…… (27yo and had several years of latin courses in HS, never put 1 + 1 together like.....)

#choices #jegulus #jily #marauders #wolfstar #notes #choices messermoon

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saintmurd0ck · 1 year

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Rhiiiiiii

First of all i read your post about your nyc trip and i felt so good reading it , i could literally feel the high vibrations of you from the way you've explained stumbling to west 44th St and i do believe it was fate. There are few things which i can't put in words but felt while reading the post. Idk i sorta felt happy!?!?!

So thank you for sharing your experience and now moving to the part where you mentioned about your first fiction ever

Babe....when i first started writing i literally wrote the same kinda thing i am not even kidding I'm serious and when i read yours it reminded me how much we've grown 🥺 nostalgia hitted so hard i can't even explain , it was in first person pov as well , i wrote about moving to NYC and how i bump into Peter Parker purely driven by fate , and the strangest part is that i also write this exact same line “ I've always felt like i belonged to this place even though i have never been to New York ever.”

When i read yours i was like holy hell she and i are quite the same when it comes to meeting the love of our lives 🫣

In a nutshell i realised i am you or vise versa

okay so i've been hoarding this one for a while... let me tell you when i received this, i felt so overwhelmed with pure joy. thank you so much for sending me your good energy and positive vibes, i felt it the entire time i was away <3 and i'm so glad you could feel my happiness through my words. thank you for taking the time to leave this in my inbox; you understand. you truly get it. i can't explain it, but being there felt like i was home. i was over 15,000 km away from "home", but this feeling was second to none. almost magical. i can't wait to go back 🥺

#rhi responds 💌#rhi's mutuals 💗

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Minato’s Laundromat Live Blogging

I’ve heard good things and I realized a few years ago that high school senior/way older is fun to read about (the peter/stiles fics on ao3 where i knew nothing about teen wolf and so though stiles was in college till i realized that no lol), so maybe it’ll be fun to watch too

Episode 1 (Oct 10)

Shin is very beautiful

I thought it’d only be in the younger character Shin’s POV but for now it’s in Akira’s

we got to the sponge bath very quickly

okay I guess Shin’s reaction to finding out Akira’s gay is bc now he’s like ‘omg i have a chance’ and doesn’t know how to deal with that while from the outside it def looks like he just ran away in a homophobic manner

girl all this talk about desires lmao

i wish they’d say the words for bro and old guy here so that i could try to hear it

Shin is freaking bold

Episode 2 (Oct 10)

had to read up on japanese suffixes and honorifics because they say a lot here. also think i’m gonna follow along with absolutebl’s watch-along bc i’ll def miss things otherwise bc i’m always lost with these japenese honorifics rip one day i’ll get em!

Shin put Minato as “Akira” on his phone... first name basis in secret lol while Minato just calls him Shin (nickname of firstname)

not only did Minato misunderstand Shin with a girl... he also acted as if he had something to be jealous about alksdjf so embarrassing

lmfao i’m flabbergasted at minato’s audacity and forwardness about liking Minato to his sister

shin intense as hell and a little scary “say ‘i like you, shin’” while holding minato like that

omg minato refuted him by saying “shin-chan” which i have now learned means that minato is emphasizing/teasing about shin being young and ‘lowering his status’

oh, is this the “teacher storyline” everyone’s meh about?

Episode 3 (Oct 11)

Shin’s “we’ll be dating soon” when asked if they’re dating by the classmate reminds me of this week’s The Eclipse ep 9 Ayan

Shin was saved by Minato from drowning as a child?

I think I’ve seen this clip of Shin jealous of his classmate who calls minato Akira-san being close to Minato

we got the talk to minato telling shin no and to stay away but shin really is very forceful and knows what he wants, doesn’t he?

Episode 4 (Oct 11)

I love Shin and his classmate Asuka’s conversations lol

dang Shin strong as hell

the teacher storyline is starting i guess

Episode 5 (Oct 12)

lol this is the bedsheet scene people were mentioning

tbh i don’t have much to say about this show like it’s fine, it’s handling the age gap interestingly, it’s very slice of life, Shin is very beautiful, I’m a little bored. This has been true for all 5 episodes so far

Episode 6 (Oct 12)

i forgot to mention this before but wow this really is so Food As Love Language

please Shin being so intense to the ex-gf like “What did you to do make Minato-san fall for you” because he wants it as future reference

we’re unravelling the ‘we met as children’ plot except only Shin was the child at 7 and Minato was 17 lol

Episode 7 (Oct 13)

i laughed out loud like twice

i enjoyed this ep a fair bit, i think more than the last few but idk what the difference is or what made me like it more

on the reddit on-air threads i’ve seen multiple people say they want to save shin from minato and i kinda don’t get it. it’s not like minato is purposefully cruel to shin and do they want him to just get with a high schooler without consideration? they’re both flawed characters and shin shouldn’t get to date minato just because he wants to? i don’t get it.

Episode 8 (Oct 14)

“The summer I spent with you, it will stay as my precious treasure” awww

oof yeah this is the T.T hurty ep. if i was more invested in the characters (esp shin) i would’ve been devastated but now i can just be like yeah, this was well written and well acted in an objective way but i don’t have much of an emotional connection or reaction to it. also irl minato should’ve let shin down like this monthssss ago

Episode 9 (Oct 14)

Shin’s tryna get Minato and Sakuma-sensei together now? lmfao

i love Asuka and Sakurako’s friendship and conversations lol Asuka tryna give details that’ll make Sakurako give up on Shuu-sensei but her just liking him more instead

Episode 10 (Oct 14)

the end of the teacher subplot

Episode 11 (Oct 17)

went away for the weekend + am now sick, so here’s to finishing this today finally

Shin is just so unbelievably beautiful

lmfao this whole ep is just Shin having the audacity and it making Minato lose his whole mind

Episode 12 (Oct 17)

Asuka and Shuu-kun’s (interesting particle? maybe?) story feels like the same as Minato and Shin’s so ehh idc

If Shin doesn’t go to the university they toured in Tokyo, this show is getting a 5.5

well lol 5.5 it is

cute ending ig but i wasn’t that invested rip

I am who I am meaning my fave character is Sakurako, Shin’s younger sister, who is soo cute, a little doll. Also, Shin’s actor has suchhhh a beautiful face :0

I wish I felt more for this but I don’t. My comment from ep 5 is still true at the end “tbh i don’t have much to say about this show like it’s fine, it’s handling the age gap interestingly, it’s very slice of life, Shin is very beautiful, I’m a little bored.” I’m not even invested enough to feel anything about the characters’ actions even though I feel like I should have loads of thoughts. I think I get bored with longer Japanese shows, the next few will be movies, so maybe I’ll like them more?

Rating: 5.5/10

Tiktoks

Shin asking asuka about his relationship with Minato

Minato’s ex (+ Shin’s interactions w her)

bold Asuka

“I can’t date you”

Ep 12 beach scene

#ep by ep commentary

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Just like the start of the mission...

Erik lehnsherr x male reader ~angst~

Pt. 1

A bit of fluff

Description: this is a Au where the avengers and xmen are in the same timeline and they live together and "fight crime" together lmao. So the reader aka you... are a powerful mutant with electricity manipulation and light manipulation. One day you go on a mission, against some people who experiment on children, and it reminds you of your past... and the closer you look.. this was WHERE your past was..

(Reader is about the same age as Erik)

Top! reader cause yea

1st person pov:

I was siting in the jet... the sound of the music from my headphones in my ears, and the muffled sound of speaking from the others. I was pretty zoned out. Until.. "y/n....Y/n... Y/N." I finally realized someone was saying my name. I took out my earbuds and looked the my left. Erik.

He chuckled. "Hey, were almost there. Steve wants us to suit up." He said with a smile. "Oh.. okay." I said a feeling of embarrassment visible on my face. I stood up and walked to the changing room in the jet.

I got changed pretty quickly and walked out, back to my seat. I sat back down and noticed Erik wasn't beside me... I kept thinking about him. The way he looks at me, his eyes and the way they shine, and the way that he cares for me like no one else does.

It makes me feel loved. Even tho I'm pretty sure he just thinks we're besties or somethin... I don't know. Soon enough he came back and sat in his seat, right next to me. He looked my way and smiled, which I returned.

About 3-5 minutes later we arrived to the place these crazy people were. Honestly they remind me of the people that tortured me as a kid... looks like the same place too..

I shook thoes thoughts out of my head cause it wasn't possible... that place burnt down years ago... right? Yeah. Yeah, it did. There's no way this is the same place. Its not even possible.... I think.. The "door" of the jet opened and we rushed out, trying to get in and out as fast as possible, but with no mistakes.

Its been about 20 minutes since this mission started and I cant help but feel an intense feeling of deja vu... this place is so fucking familiar. I stopped dead in my tracks as I looked at the building. "Holy fuck." I accidentally said outloud. This IS the same place.

I felt my breathing get heavier. I was all alone. Out here. Oh shit. I'm having a panic attack. I closed my eyes, I know not the smartest idea out here, but I had to try to calm myself down.

My chest felt heavy, as if someone was standing on it, there were tears in my eyes, and soon enough my vision went blurry as I got dizzy.

I gasped in pain and in shock as I felt a shooting, unbearable pain in my side. I looked down and sure enough... Blood. Oh shit. I turned around quickly even though it hurt to move, and I shot electricity at the person who shot me. And they dropped to the ground.

And shit.. im about to aswell.. I fell to my knees with a groan, and a huff of air. I spoke into coms; "shit- im down. I got shot. I don't know where i-" I cut myself off with a cough, more blood. "Y/n? You got shot? Do you know where you are?" I heard Tony speak into coms.

"No.. but I see the front of a building like 50 or 60 feet away, if that helps.." I coughed again. "I'll be there in a few seconds." I heard Erik's kid, Peter say. And sure enough he showed up in seconds. "Heyy buddy, you wanna help me out? I'm kinda dying here." I said trying to put light into the dark situation.

"Uh y-yeah, right." He said and put my arm around his shoulder, and one or his arms around my waist, the other holding the arm around his shoulder.. and in like 5 seconds, we were back at the jet. Apparently the mission was over cause everyone was already here. "Y/n?!" I heard a verryyy familiar voice yell. "Erik." I thought.

His figure came into my vision infront of me, looking scared, worried, and shocked... mostly worried. "Heyy Erik.." I said with a dumb smile, I was definitely not feeling myself right now, I almost feel high.. nothing hurts anymore.

"Thats funny." I said as I was placed on a table. "W-whats funny?" Erik asked confused, and worried. "I dont feel anything anymore, nothing hurts.. am I dying?" I said the last part quietly. "No. No. You're not dying." Erik said.

"Ar-are you sure? Cause I saw on greys anatomy that if you're bleeding out and you don't feel anything, then you're dying.." I said with a little chuckle. Erik chuckled at how stupid I sounded, but I noticed tears falling out of his eyes.

I shakily raised up by hand and wiped away the tears on his face with my thumb. A little bit of blood coming off of my hand and onto his face. My vision went blurry and my body went cold. I put my arm back down and I felt my vision go black and the last thing I heard was Erik yelling my name.. just like the start of the mission.

#angst #erik lensherr x reader #male reader #gay #mlm #xmen #avengers

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homosexuality-at-its-finest · 3 years

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Thanks for answering my last ask about the requests! 🥰

If possible I'd like to request something: male reader is Steve Roger's adopted son (adopted after he came back from being frozen lmao) and the reader is secretly dating Peter Parker!

I don't know if it's too specific or too complicated, but I was imagining something like: reader is like an avenger too. He doesn't have powers but has fighting skills and is a very sneaky and swift fighter much like Black Widow. He fights occasionally but his father is always hesitant on letting him participate in highly dangerous missions, he's very protective of his son. That would all just be like background information just give the story some base, but the plot itself i was thinking was just about Steve discovering his son is dating Peter - and, with that, discovering reader is gay - and he gets protective, possibly interrogates Peter and stuff like that. Obviously very fluffy at the end with everyone happy but I guess you can just work on it how you think it's best! If it's too vague or too complex I can try to rewrite the request if you'd like ☺️

Maybe Steve discovers that during a mission! I think that would be interesting - if you like it of course!

Plot: Requested

Pairing: Steve Rogers & Son reader + Peter Parker x Male reader

Y/n: Your name

N/n: Nickname

H/c: Hair color

Warnings: Fighting, cursing, blood, protective dad TM Steve, character injury, coming out, supportive Steve, adopted reader, fluff, slight angst, kinda Steve’s POV

Word count: 1236

Being the son of Steve Rodger’s, aka Captain America had never been an easy feat. He had adopted Y/n after he got out of the ice, needing someone to have in the complete mystery the world was to him. He immediately loved the spunky boy, who was outspoken and reminded him of his younger self.

On many occasions’ Y/n came home with bruises littering his body, but a boyish smile adorned on his lips. The boy just seemed to find trouble without even trying, so Steve decided to teach his son how to fight. It was quite a surprise when Y/n was a complete natural, able to take his father down after a few weeks of training.

The teenage boy’s confidence only seemed to grow with training and fighting, and much to Steve’s displeasure his son ended up joining the avengers. It was one of the only times the father and son argued, going from screaming at each other to the silent treatment for days.

Steve had to admit, his son could kick some serious ass, even beating Clint during a spar, leaving the assassin on the mat groaning in pain and eventually tapping out. Then came in Peter parker, in all his geeky glory, immediately drawing his son’s attention. Steve was hesitant about the boy; he didn’t want Peter causing more trouble for Y/n in the long run.

The father couldn’t deny that his son seemed happier when Peter came into his life, spending most of his time with the young genius and his friends. It was like a moth to a flame, Y/n gravitated towards the boy in a way Steve couldn’t place a word to. If he didn’t know any better, he’d think his son was enamored with Parker. He promptly reminded himself that his son wasn’t gay (There was no issue if he was though) Steve just assumed his son would tell him if that was the case.

That belief was completely changed on a mission though, Y/n and Peter accompanied the team, taking down one of the last HYDRA bases that was left. He had to admit that the kids were holding up well, he could see his son flying around, adorned in all black, including the black mechanical wings on his back. Y/n had made those himself, claiming that they needed more air support than just Tony, Rhodey and Sam.

Every time Steve watched Y/n fly around he felt his heart jump out of his chest, he knew his son could handle himself, but damn it, it was a paternal instinct. “How are we looking up there?” Steve called over the comms, watching as the three flying beings fought off any air support, and diving down to help when needed.

“Well pops judging by the fact that we’re all heading towards the ground for support I’d day good.” Came his sons sarcastic reply, and Steve had to hold back a small smirk. Usually, he’d reprimand someone for talking like that, but Y/n was a special case.

“N/n could you head my way, kinda getting swamped over here.” Parker’s high pitched and young voice rang through the comms, and Steve watched as his beloved son took off once more. He could hear the two young superhero’s grunting and making banter back and forth over the comms as the fight continued.

What took the captain off guard was the sound of his son crying out in pain and the panicked sound of Peter calling out “Y/n!” It felt like someone had grabbed his heart and ripped it out of his chest as he heard Peter call “We have an agent down! Y/n’s down!” Never in Steve’s many years of life did he move as fast as he was right now. Anyone who got in his was down before they could even raise their weapon.

When he saw Peter cradling Y/n against his chest, fingers brushing through his son’s H/c hair, the panic only worsened. The mask Y/n wore was ripped off, lying on the ground beside him; and Steve could clearly see the blood leaking from his son’s side.

As the super soldier got closer, he could hear Peter rambling quietly. “It’s okay baby, I know it hurts.” The teenagers voice sounded so broken; it made his chest tighten even more. “Your dads coming and then we’ll get you to med bay, you’ll be good as new.” He reassured Y/n. Steve couldn’t even bring himself to care when Peter leaned down and pressed a kiss to Y/n’s lips, giving the other boy a tight smile.

From there everything felt like a blur, Steve carried Y/n to the jet and next thing he knew his son was in recovery, a tired smile on his face as Steve entered the room. “Hey pops.” Y/n’s voice sounded so tired and strained, it made Steve want to break down and cry.

“Hey kiddo, how’re you feeling?” He questioned, sitting in the chair beside his son’s bed, immediately holding his hand. “Like I got shot twice.” Y/n deadpanned, giving his father a cheeky grin. Steve huffed out a tired laugh, eyes running over his son’s bruised body. “Yeah, yeah that makes sense.” The soldier chuckled lightly, giving Y/n’s hand a squeeze. The two sat in comfortable silence for a few moments, the only sound in the room was the rhythmic beeps of the heart monitor. After a few moments of psyching himself up, Steve spoke.

“So, you and Parker huh?” He kept his voice light, eyebrows furrowed slightly. His son’s cheeks flushed, looking away from his father. “Oh, uh yeah.” He could hear the beeping increase slightly. “Why didn’t you tell me kiddo?” He questioned, feeling a bit hurt that his son had kept something so important from him.

“I didn’t know how you’d react, being from the 40’s and all...” Y/n trailed off, eyebrows furrowed a bit. Steve felt his stomach twist a bit. Y/n was scared he wouldn’t accept him being gay? “Oh sweetheart, I don’t care if you’re gay, I love you no matter what, you’re still my baby boy.”

The smile Y/n gave him put the sun to shame, making a smile spread across his own lips. “How long have you and Peter been together?” He questioned lightly, his thumb brushing over the teenagers’ knuckles. “6 months.” Y/n replied shyly, flush darkening under his father’s questioning. That continued for about an hour before Peter entered the room, and immediately the protective dad mode came out.

“So, Parker what are your intentions with my son?” Y/n let out an indignant sound, slapping his dads’ arm. Peter’s entire face flushed bright red, looking like a deer caught in headlights. “T-to make him happy, sir.” Came Peter’s shy reply, glancing over at his boyfriend for help.

“Pops, seriously? Leave him alone.” Y/n gave his father an annoyed look, making Steve shrink back slightly, his kid was slightly terrifying, okay? The father watched as the two boys interacted, watching them for a few moments, before excusing himself from the room. If he came back later and the two were curled up in bed together asleep, well he wasn’t going to say anything.

#marvel #avengers #mcu #Steve rogers #Peter parker #steve rogers x reader #Steve rogers x male reader #Peter Parker x reader #Peter Parker x male reader #marvel x reader #marvel x male reader #avengers x reader #avengers x male reader #mcu x reader #mcu x male reader

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dennishater69 · 3 years

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bro i been thinking abt that (the one up there that one great post big fan) post theorizing that dennis is meant to be a twist on the “jim halpert” kind of a leading man thats standard on sitcoms. and how all the characters are like that yanno? historically successful, funny, and loved tv tropes put into an unforgiving and realistic world? like it’s even funnier when you think about how it’s almost as if the gang (ESP Den) /knows/ that they should be getting rewarded for all their antics and scheming. that’s what happens on tv. on tv jim knew from day one that he was the man for pam, he /knew/ he’d get her and (so) he /did/! he didn’t even have to try!! but in philly dennis “knows” that he’s the man for (caylee, mac, literally anyone) but it comes off as creepy not charming thus hes often rejected and humiliated.

dee is the female voice of reason (yeah ik the origin of kaitlins dee shut up let me talk), and yet her schemes and beliefs are just as titled as the boys. now look at this: lisa simpsons job wasnt to actually convince her dad or brother that their idea was dangerous. lisa’s job was to call attention to just how fucking stupid the male leads r. plus she’s a chick and implicit lesbo so she doubles as a punching bag. just like dee. cept dee isn’t super smart or musically inclined, the only thing she really has going for her is the gang. and the fact that she’s probably the best off in terms of not destroying her own life. which lets her have this unearned sense of superiority similar to dennis’ because she ~knows~ that she’s the voice of reason. what she doesn’t know is why even after she’s proven that that’s not who she WANTS to be anymore the guys still refuse to treat her like a real member of the gang even though she so obviously is. even tho the guys know she’s just as good (bad) as they are. lisa simpson, the chick from seinfeld, and lois griffin are all fine and good and are funny because deep down lois CHOSE to marry peter, lisa explicitly LOVES her family DESPITE their flaws. but dee is UNLOVED. there’s no point in her being there other than to contradict, not cos she necessarily wants to but the gang actively avoids giving her attention for anything else. so now you’ve got the voice of reason trope desperately trying to prove their own unreasonableness in an attempt to be liked. the boys resist. she acts up. they give her enough of a nod for her to stay for another drink. meanwhile the gang is getting into increasingly stupid and dangerous schemes because the voice of reason prefers not being shit on. almost like how a real person would react to being forced into that position. huh.

charlie and mac r sort of make up one; they’re the gang (ik ik) they’re dennis’ gang. the chandler and the other one. the “leading mans” sidekicks who are happy to go along with whatever plan, happy to let him get the girl, happy to remind him of how perfect he is when he’s down. (which obviously mac and charlie are NOT happy about ANY of that and HATE that dennis treats them like they are.) It’s also maybe important to note that usually the “leader” of the group is the one who brought the three friends together. dennis just crashed mac and charlie’s twosome one day and never left. mac and charlie support dennis but only out of annoyance or in macs case sometimes something deeper. either way, it’s out of trope. really they shouldn’t be able to function without dennis telling them how to. but at this point it seems like they’re better off without him around.

but charlie is also his own trope. Cause the thing is…charlie works as a lovable goofball, the slob with a heart of gold, socially awkward sure but deep down he wouldn’t hurt a fly. except. he would hurt a fly. he is a self-proclaimed “rat-basher”, hes the only character to explicitly say the n word, he stalks and assaults the waitress (her trope is p obvious. perfect girl that the loser drools over, she rejects him.) to the point of her actually breaking and agreeing to HAVE HIS KID (need a whole new post abt those beans jfc)

NOW. i ask you…what usually happens in tv shows with the charlie/waitress dynamic? typically i’d say that throughout the course of the show the audience realizes that the supposed “perfect girl” is actually a bitch and that it’s actually the unassuming, more natural looking, lead girl who should get together with the charlie character. depending on the show, maybe she’s the girl who’s been helping him chase his supposed dream girl. or she’s the girl who is, up until the big reveal, his lesbian-coded best friend who is SICK of hearing about this girl. or maybe shes just always been there, but he’s never considered her because they’ve been friends for so long, they’ve known each other since they were kids, maybe she isnt even on the table and she’s dating his friend, or she was dating his friend, or maybe…because she’s the sister of his friend. his friends TWIN sister. see where i’m going with this? it’s dee. dee and charlie are the b couple. the dwight and angela. they’re the obvious couple.maybe you didn’t see it at first but once it’s suggested you can’t unsee it. and when they DO get together. it’s like they always were. they’re the caring, devoted, consistent couple that the audience can lean on when things get messy in the other characters relationships. and yet. dee and charlie already DID get together. and apparently they hated it. hated it so much that charlie (the poor guy trope) wanted to stop and dee (girl next door trope) FORCES him to finish. not to mention neither of them seem all that interested in a caring consistent relationship. at least not with each other. why would they be?

and what would a B couple be without an A couple? but how do you even go about satirizing an A couple? they’re meant to stay in a “will they won’t they” for at least five seasons, and when they inevitably do get together it’s full of cheating and lying and breaks. cause thats what makes an A couple interesting to watch. they’re “meant to be” and yet still have to work through the issues that all relationships face. and if it’s a sitcom this is usually funny because all the audience and characters have ever wanted was for the A couple to be official, but now that they are there’s somehow even MORE conflict within the show. sound like anyone? macdennis. but dennis (leading man) wasn’t prepared for a SECOND leading MAN. no one ever told him he was going to be expected to share the limelight. he assumed he’d meet his girl and he would know and so would she and then she’d happily stand behind him forever. not next to him. she certainly wouldn’t ever try and step IN FRONT OF DENNIS. like mac does. now remember that none of the characters, except possibly dee, know that they are filling out a trope. but dennis is the golden god. of course he knows. and that is why he is or was or whatever actively ensuring that he and mac would never be together in a way that could potentially over shadow denniss “guaranteed” leading lady, and more importantly dennis. and even more important. leading men. are not. and have never. been gay. (debatable but i digress)

so a couple b couple who cares? i cares. cause taylor swift doesn’t rape the guy at the end of “You Belong With Me”. b couples exist as a more palatable A couple. meant to be without the drama. so this is extremely out of trope for chardee. yk what ELSE is out of trope? macs coming out. yeah we’ve all touched on how fucked that must’ve felt from dens pov but here’s the thing. by coming out, mac was able to confirm that the A couple, in fact, WILL. and most likely already HAVE. but he did this alone. he and dennis didn’t come out together, mac doesn’t think about dennis at all in find his pride, mac being gay is his. and that leaves dennis with…the knowledge that he and mac ARE the A couple. not only that, but apparently mac can satisfy that trope all by himself. macs outness is obnoxious. it’s like he’s bragging about it. showing it off. it’s how everything was, but. worse. he doesn’t even need anyone to do the annoying A couple stuff, the parade around, the delusion that no one could have possibly known. he doesn’t need dennis. but it’s pretty clear that at least some part of mac still WANTS dennis. and was expecting dennis to too. but that’s not real life. imagine you’re in a “will they won’t they” for DECADES and then, out of nowhere, ur partner says “yeah no we will.” and everyone believes them. they don’t even need to spare a glance at you because they’ve always kinda known and now thanks to “your other half” they always will know for sure. no matter what you do. now there’s an expectation.

and (full circle u guys) dennis’ trope doesn’t usually call for meeting expectations. he’s attractive and charming, he’s supposed to be able to coast until he looks up and realizes he gs everything he ever wanted. but now he’s 44. and he has everything he never wanted. his abusive (not)father is best friends and the father of? HIS highschool best friend, his other best friend is an asshole who is somehow an asshole abt: being gay, dennis being gay, being gay for dennis, dennis not validating that when he expected him to. and his sister, who has been firmly planted against him since they were kids. hes starving and he’s a legit alcoholic, the gross kind, and all he’s ever done is get a diagnosis that makes his friends treat him weird and abandon his son who is named after a stranger to everyone. and i’ll prolly make a king post abt it but dennis has been showing subtle signs of edging towards (another) extreme breaking point and idk what it’s abt (fingers crossed mac uwu ihatemyself )but i’m just saying that dennis’ mentality has kind of always directed the group in a direct way (whether dynamics, psyche, finances, lives, time, etc) so that’s innerestin

and so now i say the most cracked out part of the post. this theory is giving me untapped amounts of hope that the only way the show can end is with the gang finally settling and finding happiness or they all commit group suicide. and idk abt u but those are the only two endings i’m interested in seeing.

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Pine’s Football Jocks (Rewritten) - Ch. 2

Little heads up: This one is a weird thing. It’s a rewritten version of the original Pine’s Football Jocks, but it contains spoilers for the college series, so it should still be read after reading the other ones (Original included) first, like a sequel.

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Present Pine's POV

I had an awful day. Nothing bad really happened, just a lot of stuff to do and me not being capable of doing it all. Skipping today's football practice, I had to take a bus to the sports club and check out that everything was working out (Hah, see what I did there?) with the coaches that were working today. I needed more employees? Yes. But keeping up with the maintenance while still having to do my college essays during my free times was actual hell.

I think I'm smart enough to keep being one of the best of my class (Spot that I'm afraid I'll lose soon), but I don't have enough energy to do all of this at once.

I'm not going to lie, these many responsibilities are *burning me out*. I'm heavily considering giving up the football team back to Peter (Of course, keeping him under control and checked), or set a new manager for the sports club. It's a hard choice, but I'm not going to stop studying to keep track of those two little jobs I got for myself. I also love those jocks way too much to let them go.

Have you spent an evening with them? The revamped football team is lovely! They're always joking around and being nice whenever they're not on the field or studying. Gotta spread the jock love around the campus, right?

Taking care of Mike wasn't an easy task either. The big guy was heavily expecting news to know if he would be able to play again without any risks, or if he'd have to focus completely on getting his college degree.

Mikey wasn't used to being restricted before, he's the physical kind of guy and likes to spend a good amount of time working out or playing sports, or chilling in a physical kind of way. Videogames could keep him entertained, but only so much.

So, he went back to his other favorite hobby...

I sat on the couch, leaving my laptop on my lap readying myself to check out some documents, and suddenly heard an awfully loud fart. Jumping up again, I realized I had sat on Mike's whoopee cushion. A loud laugh could be heard from the couch.

"Never gets old! I was wondering how much you would take to sit on that one spot, because filling the couch with whoopee cushions would be quite expensive!" He said while walking into the room, as I took the cushion and threw it at him, but the shot failed awfully.

The guy was wearing a football jersey that looked like a pajama shirt without the armor underneath it. It still managed to make his pecs stand out a bit, which made me take the work off my mind for a bit and I was thankful for that.

I tried to be comprehensive, it was either that or watch his football team play without him while he's on the bench. Or study, but that was always slow and boring for him when he’s not ordered to do so. 'Nothing better than being stuck in here, with an amazing boyfriend, and just being able to read books about biology' He'd say, jokefully, trying to take a bright look at his situation.

I thought about hiring him as one of the club's trainers, since he has a good amount of knowledge on the matter, already helps anyone who'd ask him nicely, and he wouldn't need to make a lot of effort with his bad arm!

...Better than having him prank me all day, I guess. Or laying around while groaning ‘I’m boreeeeeeeed…’

Loud steps and he jumped over the couch to sit down beside me. “Hey there, bro. How was your day? Went to my classes and did all my homework already. Need help with anything?”

“Not really, just gotta finish examining these documents Peter forwarded me and I’ll be done for the day” Just a bit longer and I would be free from work!

“Did coach Peter mention something about me? Maybe he can pull some strings and allow me to… I dunno, take a magic drug that’ll heal my arm and make me into a super soldier?” I can see he has been watching movies lately.

“You know what the doctor said. Just a few more weeks and-”

He rolled his eyes. "C'moooon, just a few more weeks could be enough for that temporary quarterback to steal my spot!" He's so paranoid about that.

"Who's the coach?" I asked him, pushing my glasses back into place.

"You are, bro, but-"

"Thus, who has the final choice about who plays and who doesn't?" I didn't try to sound dominant, but it kind of came out like that on its own.

"You do, sir." Mike answered, sounding a bit defeated. I motioned him to come closer, and he did, then I grabbed his hand and pulled him in to lay on my lap (Being careful and leaving the laptop beside me to make room for him).

"Just relax, let your arm get better, then you'll be back on the field in no time, alright?" I whispered to him, trying to sound confident. A little kiss on his lips, and he nodded.

"Sure, whatever you say." He sighed.

I ruffled his hair. "Good boy, now... Want to hear the rest of the story? You fell asleep yesterday" Maybe that would get his mind off things again. It seemed to make wonders yesterday.

"Really? Oh, fuck. Where were we?" Mike asked, scratching the back of his head nervously. "I remember the outing, I went to change, then we resumed with some time later on?"

"Before I got my powers, yeah." I finished, turning around from him and looking for the doc file on my laptop. "Well, take a seat. I have some time so we can continue the story where we left it..."

As I grabbed my laptop, Mike got up and positioned himself belly down on the couch, occupying the rest of available space while getting comfortable (He kind of didn’t fit while doing that, so he had to keep his legs up to actually fit his whole torso on the couch).

I chuckled, before leaving the laptop on my lap again and looking over for the spot I left it at yesterday...

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Past Pine's POV

Nighttime already. My arm was still hurting, but quite less than earlier today.

My family was nice. Mom and dad are nice, and my big brother Dwight sometimes comes to visit after a big exam. He's not a jock, but he's not a nerd either. You learn to differentiate them after a while. Just those two sides of the spectrum exist for me: Nice guys, and not so nice guys. He's nice, but loves to bug me from time to time. ‘Middle point’ is how I describe him.

It's understandable though, I'm easy to bug.

I honestly just wanted to go to sleep, and silently count the days until my graduation. Then, I'd be able to enter some random college, hopefully a great one, and be done with this.

After dinner, I went up to the bathroom and checked out my arm. It didn’t look bad, nor it had any sign of me having been shoved. Just a little pain, but nothing else. I could cope with that.

Going back to my room afterwards, I dropped to bed and just reminded myself it would all be over soon. A nice career waiting for me after college if I worked hard enough, then the good life!

A little smile formed on my face as I fell asleep.

Okay, I'm not a big dreamer. Like, I never have dreams, and if I do they're weird things where I get run over by cars out of nowhere or medieval-like settings. Like my mind is setting up these weird scenarios to keep myself entertained even when I sleep, but I often forget about them quickly so no point on that either.

This time, it was like I was awake, but at the same time I kind of knew I was asleep.

A lullaby was being hummed, I was on my bed covered by my sheets, the ones that protect me from monsters!

The lullaby was nice and relaxing, but it felt like... it came from inside my head? Imagine being in your bed all comfy and suddenly Zelda's Lullaby starts playing on your head and makes you feel like everything is alright but nothing is alright because there are still months of bullying waiting for you at school but those thoughts are also getting muffled by the nice lullaby, which made not want to move at all.

The thing kept going for a few minutes, which developed into a nice sleep for the night as I forgot about my worries. Like I was a bit more 'in control' of my anxieties.

One thing was for certain, that was the best sleep I had in a goooood while.

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The relaxation didn't last long.

I felt sick. I really didn't want to go to school today. One thing was for certain, that was one hell of a weird dream, but also quite amazing.

I had a really bad headache, but it didn't feel fever-ish. I could move myself without any pain, so I thought it was just a lack of sleep. 'Maybe a coffee will help me out...' I thought, as I got up from bed and lazily walked out. According to my phone, I woke up way sooner than I should have to. But maybe that'd give me time to enjoy a nice breakfast. Believe me, I'm not in a hurry to go to school anymore.

'Ugh... Can't see...' I thought. I liked to wash my face before putting my glasses on. Helps me wake up faster, maybe it'd help with the headache too.

Walking out of my room in my pajamas, with my glasses in hand.

I yawned, rubbing my eyes.

"Watch it!" I heard my brother saying. He had come out of his own room and we almost crashed into each other. He didn't sound mad, just a bit annoyed. "Rough night?"

"Uh... kinda," I mumbled, trying to process all the stuff he just said.

My older brother patted my back "Don't stay up studying for too long, you'll forget half of it once you graduate anyways." He said in a funny voice. As I mentioned, he's nice. Loves to bug me and my love for disconnecting from the world by just... reading books, but he's still a good brother.

"Never, heheh." I tried to seem cool, finger gunning at him, but Dwight just laughed at me. "Hey, you're heading downstairs, right?" He nodded. He was wearing some joggins and a sweatshirt, so I guessed he was going to jog for a while. "Turn the coffee machine on, please. I wouldn’t mind a good breakfast today…” I said, holding my stomach with my empty hand. I was hungry, not going to lie.

I didn't get an answer from him, but instead noticed him walking away without a single word. Quite rude I thought, but decided to shrug the thought off and go to the bathroom.

After washing my face, I placed my hand on my forehead. It was normal, no fever, but the pain was still there. I could ask mom if I should take some medicine, but she may still be asleep.

A little part of me wanted to use this as an excuse to miss school today. Imagine getting through the whoooole day, with Garrett and his army of neanderthals following your ass all day, and not in the good way.

Walking downstairs, still in my pajamas, I noticed Dwight walking out of the kitchen and heading outside already. I opened my mouth to ask if he did my coffee, but he faced me as soon as he noticed my presence.

“Hey, made you some quick breakfast. Enjoy, Piney! Gonna jog for a while, alright?” I nodded, kind of wondering what got to him. It’s like, he’s not really a bad brother, but he wouldn’t make me breakfast even if I asked reeaaaally nicely.

I stood there as I watched him leave the house. I went to the kitchen afterwards, and noticed Dwight prepared me a mug of coffee and left a cereal bar next to it. Hey, he tried! That’s what counts.

I enjoyed my quick breakfast as I watched a bit of TV, trying to make time before going to school, but I figured I wouldn’t be able to do that. Even if I tried to take it slow, I felt compelled to finish quickly and go back to my room to change.

Sucks being such a responsible asshole! But whatever, my mug was empty and I finished my cereal bar.

Just had to get ready, head to school and… try to be a ninja around there, because this headache wasn’t going off.

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Hours later, it had been a good day so far!

I mean, as good as a school day can be, of course, but I still really enjoyed my classes! No jocks nearby either, so that’s another plus!

My headache wasn’t there anymore, luckily. It’s like the world was turning brighter for me each moment I thought about it. I had fun in math and literature, Garrett and a few of his teammates were there, but either they didn’t notice me or my ninja skills (Aka lowering my head to the point of seeming stuck to the table) helped a lot!

And now, I just had to head to my locker, leave last class’s book in there and grab the next one, and keep doing as well as-

“Oh hey, it’s faggot!”

Spoke too soon.

I didn’t look back, I tried to pick up my pace as soon as I heard the familiar voice, but it seemed to be quite pointless.

Garrett grabbed me by the shoulders, and dragged me into an empty classroom. My attempt to make a stealthy escape failed miserably and I was now getting one of my weekly’s beat ups. The sad part was that nobody in the corridor seemed to notice or care.

Closing the door after throwing me in, I started walking away from him. Maybe I could loop him around some tables, I saw that working in a video game!

“What’s up, faggot? Scared of a real man like me?” He slapped his chest, asserting his dominance or something? Fuck, and I thought this was going to be a good day.

The guy chuckled at his comment, before charging against me. I avoided him, and started walking around a desk, trying to avoid him by keeping a good chunk of distance and going towards the opposite direction he tried to go. I knew he was getting mad quite fast, but I didn’t care. If I could slow him down enough for the bell to ring, I’d be happy and safe!

Good thing that this was a biology/chemistry classroom. The desks were long enough for me to keep distance from the big mean guy, and if he tried to attack me I could maybe grab something from the desk and get him off me…

Fuck, my thoughts about self-defense using chemistry instruments distracted, and Garrett was now a few feet away from me now. He enjoyed this little cat and mouse game, it got him in the mood for ‘a good beating’. I wonder if he’s mentally sick or something like that, because he enjoys this a lot.

“Fuck, you’re really putting on a show today, ain’t ya?” He mumbled, grabbing me by the wrist and twisting it to make me move closer to him.

“Let… go!” I told him, covering my face with my free hand just in case he tried to hit me.

And surprisingly, he did.

Of course, I didn’t stop covering my face. But I did notice the jock was standing there, his face still showing off that proud asshole-ish grin. “Wait… you’re letting me go?” I asked, with some hope in my voice. Maybe Garrett wasn’t so bad after all!

“Uh… yeah… no need to hold you to beat you up!” He resumed. After that little ‘realization’, the linebacker tried to charge at me without a single doubt on his face. He was really enjoying this

After that, the guy walked closer and held his fist up preparing his first strike. Before that would happen, I yelled “Stop!”. What, you thought I’d stand there waiting for the blow? I’m not an idiot! Hopefully, someone would hear me and rush inside the classroom!

Once again, I was surprised to realize Garrett did as I said. Or sort of. He froze in place, still smiling with his fist high. I kept walking away but my bully didn’t move at all. By this point, I knew something wrong was going on. I mean, I’m not saying I would have preferred for him to beat me up, but I was pretty curious about what was happening.

“Man, can’t wait to freaking beat you up today. Had an awful morning and I need my favorite punching bag to get off” But he still wouldn’t move.

“Then… what are you waiting for?” I was tempting him now. What if this was just a very elaborated joke and he would just break my glasses with a single punch?

“I dunno. Just wanna prolong it to scare you a bit more, I guess” He shrugged. He freaking shrugged, like we were chatting about a normal subject, not beating me up.

I loved that last ‘I guess’ though. It kind of gave me a little push to try out if this was really happening or I was just going crazy while Garrett played around with me like a spider.

“Can you put your arms down?” I asked him, and he did so. He still retained his cocky smile, but he just seemed alright with doing what I just asked him to do for me. “Uhm… Flex now?” And he did as I asked.

Okay, I’m not going to say I lust after this piece of poop, but these biceps oh lord. I wondered if he was on steroids or something. Can a senior student really be that muscled?

He’s 18, like most of my class and his whole team, but I think he’s one of the biggest ones I’ve seen in there. “Can tell you’re really thirsty, nerd. No wonder why, always knew you had a crush on me. Sick pervert…” He mumbled.

“Don’t worry. I wouldn’t mind being as far from you as possible.” I was cocky and I shouldn’t act like that. “But now that you mention it, I’d like to examine you closer and I’m sure you won’t try to harm me in any way.”

Uh… his eyes seemed weird, but before I could check them out, they returned to normal as he started speaking again. “Of course I won’t. Why would I waste my energy in a lil’ faggot like you?” Was his answer, before I walked closer to him. He was still flexing his arms, pecs noticeable under his shirt. Baby stepping towards him, I reached out and started touching his arms first.

“Not going to lie… you do have some nice muscles…” I mumbled, bringing my other arm to feel him up too. I was shaking, my heart was beating like crazy, but I couldn’t help myself. Garrett was exposing himself to me like it was a normal thing to do.

“I know I do. Chicks love ‘em, but you don’t know about that, huh faggot? You look skinny as a twig.” Ouch. I mean, it wasn’t really something hurtful, especially since he told me worse things before.

It was a good chance to try out if this was an elaborate joke or not. “Hey, that wasn’t nice at all. You should apologize, Garrett. Pretty sure you just want to be a nice guy to me, don’t you?” I took a step back again, because there was a 50% chance it would actually be a big joke and he was just playing along until this point.

“Y’know what? You’re right, nerd. I’m sorry. Would hate if someone body-shamed me too… Uh…” I was really surprised. Jaw-dropping surprise. Here was Garrett, the king of the football team, the big meanie, the superior asshole, apologizing to me after I suggested him to do so. I think I noticed his eyes getting glazed as he spoke? I couldn’t tell, there was a few inches of distance and my glasses weren’t helping now.

“Thank… you?” I didn’t know how to take what was going on. Maybe I was still dreaming! Hmm… No, dreams aren’t this long. Something definitely happened, and Garrett is doing what I tell him to do.

I looked up at him, as he stared around, probably trying to avoid looking at me or I just wasn’t worth his attention anymore.

My bully didn’t seem so menacing anymore, he just looked like a normal guy. It doesn’t erase the fact that he brought me so much pain before but… he was just exploring the area with his gaze now, like he just got bored of me and wanted something else to focus on.

I still don’t know if I’m doing something or if he just decided to be less of an asshole suddenly, but it seems that he’s reacting quite obediently to what I’m saying. Remembering that we are in an empty classroom that may not stay empty for too long, I decided we may just leave the scene and try out more stuff later, for testing purposes.

“So… I’m going to my next class now…” I started to say, and Garrett looked at me again.

The jock nodded. “Yeah… I should do the same, nerd. Uh…” Again, he seemed confused. Scratching the back of his head, he turned around and started walking towards the classroom’s door.

“But… Uhm… I think you should invite me over to your place after school…” I had to find the words for this to not sound weird, but it was almost impossible. How do you suggest someone to invite them to your place? I’m not a very social guy either, so that added a bit of doubt if what I was saying was normal or not. “You know, for a good study session with your favorite nerd?”

I tried to appeal to the nickname he gave me. It was better than ‘faggot’ at least. Garrett stared at me, like waiting for me to finish talking, before flashing a smile. “Yeah, of course we’re going to my place. I’ll take ya after school, I guess?” His confusion was still notorious, but he seemed to try and take the best out of this. It was quite nice from him.

After he walked out of the classroom, I did a little celebration dance. I got Garrett to not only not beat me up, but also treat me nice! I still wasn’t sure what was going on, but I’m going to enjoy this evening after school!

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As you may have guessed, I was kind of dying inside. Not literally, but I like to be dramatic sometimes.

Garrett waited for me after school in his car. I sat on the co-driver’s seat and just… stood there silent. He didn’t seem like a chatter box either, so it was just a nice silent moment between bully and random gay guy.

After a few moments of staring straight ahead, the jock turned the car on and drove off. His face didn’t seem confused anymore, but it was clear he wasn’t happy either. I wasn’t a blissful flower either, I knew what I was doing.

I wanted to try out this apparent new “ability” of mine, and it got me to Garrett’s house. Now I was walking into the wolf’s mouth, but he wouldn’t be as dumb as to beat me up in his own house, right?

“So… Garrett… Uh… Tell me what do you think about like… us, hanging out today?” I asked him, still nervous but trying to get the hang of whatever that was going on with me. “Oh, and uh… be honest about it, speak your mind and all that”

He eyed me, probably a bit weirded out by my choice of words, but still answered “It’s weird. I never thought I’d be driving you home, much less having a study session with you. You being, y’know, a nerdy fag and all that. It’s weird that we’re hanging out at all, we never hung out before”

Then he focuses back on the road. I did the same, not knowing what to answer. But he gave me a little push, returning the question. “What about you? Uh… Have you ever tutored someone before? I know my mates need some help”

“I used to help Mikey- Ehem, Mike, with his homework. And I find learning exciting, so helping others with it just comes naturally, you know?”

“Y’sound like a nerd. Sorry, had to point that out” He turned the wheel, and I noticed the houses looked a bit more luxurious on this side of town. Not that my house is awful or anything, but these look like really cozy places to be. I knew Garrett was wealthy, but didn’t know he lived in a mansion!

“What’s the deal with Mike anyway? I used to think you two were lovers or some shit like that, never got what he found in you.” The jock continued, without taking his eyes off the road.

I got a glimpse of his big arms as they held the steering wheel. They seemed to be holding the thing really aggressively, before letting go slowly. Like he was struggling, but it made his muscles and veins stand out a bit more.

“That’s kind of personal, so… I wouldn’t like to go there, if you don’t mind.” I tried to avoid the topic, especially because he was one of the reasons I stopped hanging out with Mike, but I don’t think he cared about it. Garrett wasn’t a nice guy.

He shrugged, “Whatever, keep the love story for yourself then. We… just arrived.” He took a moment for those last few words because he tried to park on the big driveway. The house was reaaaally nice looking. Like, not huge, but at the same time not your normal suburban house. I loved it, not going to lie.

I was in awe, as I grabbed my stuff and walked out of the car. The place was beautiful! And Garrett stopped at the front door waiting for me. He was waiting for me!

I picked up the pace and followed him in. The ‘lobby’ was good looking too. Kind of empty, but still gave that welcoming feeling you expect when you enter a house.

“So, do you prefer studying in the dining room, or my room? You’re the… teacher…? here, I guess” It didn’t feel natural for him to say that, I could tell. He was still kind of struggling, as his hands were closed and seemed to be clenching into fists, but at the same time he offered me a gentle smile.

“Your room would be perfect. We could use some extra privacy for… studying. Yeah, just studying.” I replied, as I kept looking around. I’m not going to get tired to say that this place is huge-

My little expedition was interrupted by Garrett’s pair of big hands. Taking me on a tour apparently wasn’t his goal, he just made sure I walked faster towards our destination: His bedroom, while not getting distracted by the place.

My bully only let go of me once we arrived at his room. He let me go in first, before dropping himself on his desk chair. The door was wide open, and I was tempted to close it but maybe I should make a bit of chit chat first.

Garrett’s room… It was alright. In comparison to the rest I’ve seen so far in this house, this one room looked kind of small, but still wide enough to contain Garrett’s interests. A computer, a console with a pair of joysticks, and a big bed against the wall.

“What are we going to study, by the way?” He looked at me. I took a good moment to examine his face now. No more confusion, one of his eyebrows raised, as he stared at me with friendly eyes.

His arms were still kind of twitching, but he was apparently trying to contain them by playing with one of his cord bracelets.

Now, time to keep testing my ‘power’.

“Well…” It was difficult to put it into words. He seemed to believe and/or do whatever I suggested him to do, and find out a way to make it his own idea. That’s what I theorized so far. So… “Garrett… You trust me completely.” I tried to avoid making it sound like a question, and more like an order. It was weird, but I just wanted to put more ‘power’ into my words, if that makes sense?

Now that I could see him clearly, I noticed his eyes definitely glazed over before he spoke again “I trust you completely.” After the words were said, emotion had returned to his face already. He sat down on his bed, still staring at me.

That’s great! I actually do seem to have powers! And Garrett was doing everything I said! Fuuuuuuck. This opened so many possibilities. I wanted to jump with excitement but I didn’t want Garrett to think I was weird.

“And also, we weren’t going to study,” Okay, this seems like I’m pulling his dick now. Studying was the whole reason he ‘invited’ me over, so if I pulled that out of the question, his reaction could change completely, right? Don’t mind me, just investigating here. “You asked me to come because you wanted to talk with me”

As I thought, he seemed confused again. Poor guy may be having the weirdest day of his life. But he didn’t fight me on that, he just nodded before agreeing. “Uh… Yeah…” Then he shook his head for a bit “Sorry, nerd. I’m a bit lost today. I can’t even remember what I wanted to talk about, fuck.”

The bigger guy tapped his head a few times, apparently trying to remember. Better help him ‘remember’ what he had to say, hehehe.

“It’s okay, you actually told me what you wanted to say and everything. You want to apologize for being such a dick to me” I don’t usually speak like this, but if I got him to apologize, then getting him to do anything else may be a piece of cake. And if I’m going way too far, then at least hearing that apologize would be really great on its own.

His eyes went glassy again. Great! A few seconds afterwards, he replied with a “Yeah. I’m really sorry for being such a dick to you.” And after shaking his head again, his blank face changing to a sad expression “Can’t believe I did all those awful things to you, I’m so fucking sorry, man.”

No more glazed eyes, but he didn’t seem to be tearing up exactly. I’m not a sadistic guy though, I just wanted a bit of payback after these few months. I could use the dick card and be like ‘I don’t accept that, you’ll have to do so much better for me to forgive you’.

But… I’m smarter than that.

“Okay, apology accepted, I guess.” I tried to sound uninterested, but the apology thing was enough for me to internally freak out again. Couldn’t show mercy, though! “I’ll have to think it through, but in the meantime we could… make a deal?”

Garrett raised his eyebrow, but before he could reply something or tell me to fuck off, I decided to interrupt his train of thoughts with another command. “You’re curious about what I’m talking about and you’ll accept the deal no matter what it is”

That should be explicit enough. Eyes glazed over again, as he nodded slowly.

“Yeah… I’m really curious. What do you have in mind, nerd-o?” That ‘nerd’ thing would be nice to change, but it’s not as bad as it felt before, at least!

I tried to think about exactly what I wanted to say to him, because I didn’t know if I could control this ‘persuasion’ or ‘make him obey whatever I say’ thing. So better be careful, even if he deserved an accident.

“This is the deal: You will obey everything I say and will love to do so, no questions asked. You’ll start to recognize me as your absolute superior, like… your master? Yeah, that sounds good, you will call me ‘Master’ when we’re alone.”

Garrett remained silent as I talked, which was good. No unwanted interruptions as I explained the terms of our ‘deal’! “You will treat me like your best- No, that spot is sort of still taken… You will treat me like a good friend. Understood?”

No reaction at all, until a few seconds passed. Then a smile appeared on his face. “That’s it? Of course, bro! Sounds like a great deal!”

“Wait, I’m not done.” I wanted this to be the *perfect* moment for us. Like, here was my bully, and I was about to take complete control over him. I didn’t want this to go wrong by any means. “Uh… One last thing, for now. You will start feeling attracted towards me, if that makes sense…” Would I be able to also manipulate his feelings? Only time will tell, I guess.

He didn’t freeze this time; the reaction came way faster than before. Garrett turned around to see if his door was closed, which wasn’t, so he got up to close it before answering a very proud “Yes, master! We got a deal!”

Great! It worked! Now, some testing was needed to ensure the orders I just gave him worked perfectly. First things first… “Do you mind if I call you Gary? Bit less of a mouthful than ‘Garrett’”

“No problem, Master. My bros call me Gary all the time” He stated, smiling like an idiot.

“Right, great. Uhm, stand up now Gary. And, uh… Lift your shirt up so I can check you out” I ordered. The jock in front of me didn’t hesitate, getting up from his bed and moving his hand to the bottom of his shirt, slowly lifting it up.

His abs seemed rock hard, his pecs were great looking. Was this a high school linebacker or a bodybuilder on steroids? Maybe he takes steroids for football? I don’t know, but I loved it. I moved closer and caressed his abs up and down. He just smiled at me as I admired his torso. It was weird, but also quite fun.

“What do you think about this whole… situation, Gary?” I asked, as I moved my hand up to his pecs and played with them for a bit.

“Honestly, I never thought I’d be doing this. But it’s what you want, Master, so I’m happy to do it” ‘Smart answer’ I thought.

“Uh Huh... Say, have you ever… done something with another guy?” I asked him, without taking my eyes off the pecs. “As in sexual stuff, I mean…”

“Nah, Master. I’m straight as an arrow, never done something with another guy. Prefer them chicks with big… personalities, know what I mean?” He sounded gross again for a bit, but as soon as he shut up and went back to smiling like an idiot, I was happy.

“Funny, neither did I,” I said, looking up at his face again. “And you will help me with that, don’t you?”

His smile faded. “Yes, Master.” Gary said, as I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss. And he was kissing back.

My first kiss was happening with my bully jock ‘slave’. Huh, that’s weird to say. Guess I’ll have to get used to it.

I didn’t know the difference between ‘good kiss’ and ‘bad kiss’. But it felt amazing, and magical, and just… it was turning me on so much. Maybe I can say that he’s an amazing kisser?

We stood like that, taking little breaks from time to time to breath, where he would smile at me and I would just blush. I don’t romantically like Garrett, he caused me so much pain, but I wanted to enjoy this. I’m not going to cause pain to him, because I’m not evil. I’m nicer than him. Better, I would say.

I found it funny that he would still hold his shirt up. I could have told him to take it off, but there was something about it that made me choose not to. I wanted to see his body, but let’s leave the full naked stuff for later.

We stopped kissing.

“So, uh… I’ve heard rumors about your… ‘thing’, down there.” I mumbled, as I groped his crotch. I wanted to sound confident, but it felt really weird after so much time of keeping myself ‘hidden’. Gary didn’t answer, he was still smiling at me. “Can I see, Gary?”

“Of course, Master. Anything you want!” He accepted, and I looked down to undo his belt and lower his jeans. Huh… It was semi-hard.

A bit veiny, 4/5’ inches semi-hard? I’m not a cock measurer, but I think that’s quite good.

I slowly went down until I faced Gary’s cock. I wasn’t sure if I should do this. This wasn’t going to bring me any pleasure. But maybe…

“Gary, I’m going to give you the best blowjob you’ve ever had. And as I do, I want you to feel the orders and the deal we made today cemented on your mind, understood?” It could be of use for our control thing.

“Understood, Master” I dove in the cock after that. Slowly taking the tip in first and giving some gentle licks before starting to get more of Garrett’s cock inside my mouth. It wasn’t hard to do, getting it inside. And then I just had to take it in and out, being careful with the teeth and trying my best with my tongue.

“You like that?” I asked him as I rested for a few seconds, before getting it back in my mouth. It felt naughty, and awesome! Like, the adrenaline of doing the dirty stuff with another guy… Huh, and I haven’t lost my cherry yet!

“Yeah, feels great… Keep going, Master… Please…” He moaned, arms behind his head as he sported a relaxed face. I loved hearing him calling me master, not going to lie!

Although, after thinking about it for a bit, it would be better if I didn’t let him cum. Maybe I could get him to record a video of himself jerking off or something for later. Anyway…

I took the cock out of my mouth and got up. “I want you to listen carefully, okay?” Gary nodded, not seeming to care about me not finishing the job. “When in public, you will still act somewhat attached to me, like we are good friends. And if someone suspects about it you will explain that I’ve been tutoring you and that I’m an amazing teacher, understood?”

“We’re good friends, you’re helping me with tutoring, and you’re an amazing teacher. Gotcha, Master” He repeated, eyes a bit unfocused again, but still a degree of emotion on his voice.

I ruffled his hair. He would have beaten me up in the past for that, now he just smiled even more than before.

“Good… boy.” Felt amazing to say that! “Could you give me a ride home now?”

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Present Pine’s POV

“What’s up now?” I stopped reading after noticing Mike was frowning. Like when you see that one character you don’t like in a TV show on-screen, that type of frown. “I thought you and Gary made up with each other already?” I assumed that was the problem, the big guy may have felt a bit jealous of his former football mate.

It killed me not reading his thoughts whenever I wonder if something is wrong, but I respected my best friend and boyfriend’s mental privacy. And if Leo or any other mind controller (Assuming there are more) discovered about this, they would laugh at my face.

“I know, he’s my bro and all but you gotta admit that he was such a dick before. I’m pretty chilled but I don’t think I could have just… given a turn to his personality and called it a day” He chuckled, as I closed the laptop. “Probably would have been way unforgiving, but you’re the lead here, bro”

“Well anyway, enough story for today. Any thoughts you’d like to share? This one was one of my favorite moments of the first plan I had” I mentioned, leaving the laptop on the coffee table before setting my attention to the jockboy beside me.

“It was great, got me hooked already. It’s also a nice throwback, ‘cuz I barely remember senior year other than ‘playing lots of football’ and doing awesome pranks” Mikey said, leaning in quickly to kiss my cheek. “By the way, which guy comes next? Is it me?”

He seemed excited to know the answer. It was Brent, Garrett’s friend, but I wasn’t going to give it away. Gotta keep my public engaged!

“Sorry big guy, got to keep the mystery, hehe.” Mike looked disappointed at my answer, but I just ruffled his hair. “But hey, all this reading about mind control got me in the mood. Wanna do something?”

“Huh… my thoughts exactly” I don’t know if he intended to make a pun on me being able to read his thoughts, but I wasn’t going to put much thought into it. I had to put thoughts into his head already.

It was like flipping a switch via the mind link, and then Mike’s eyes were glassy, and he had a dumb smile that curiously reminded to that of Gary back when I first enslaved him.

“Who’s a good jock boy?” I asked, pulling Mikey closer to me.

“I am, bruh… I’m a good jock boy, huhuhuh” was his answer, before going back to smiling like a big dummy.

Doing hot stuff with Mikey while his arm was casted wasn’t all that different from before. Now he just had to use his bad arm less than before, but you can still do plenty with one arm. Like have the jock take off his shirt, revealing his nice, muscular torso.

If I weren’t careful, I would be the one drooling here. I leaned in for a kiss, and Mike kissed back.

It was just a nice little moment between the two of us. Making out without a care in the world. Certainly a good way to forget about my responsibilities, no complaints there!

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Author’s note:

Thanks for reading! I hoped to publish this here a few weeks ago, but writing the next chapter took me more than intended, so the public release also got pushed back a bit. Sorry for that 💦.

But, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! And thanks again for reading! <3

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