Aspiring Fires - an Ethane fic
Liane Felton x Ethan Lensherr (@gcthvile)
Mutant x Mutant
Referencing the Mother Mother song of the same name
Marvel OC x Marvel OC
"A little advice for aspiring fires
You'll get put out if you don't get a little wild
Try again, try again, getting it right
You don't got the due diligence to lose your mind
I'm losing my mind..."
"Your call is important to us, please stay on the line and one of our operators will be with you shortly." The call sang out once again as Liane tossed the phone in a fit of rage, the flying projectile being caught deftly by a concerned Ethan Lensherr as he entered the room.
"Something wrong?"
"It's fine, it's nothing, I'm just on hold and have been for....a while and no one is answering!" Liane growled, her eyes starting to change colour.
"Woah cool your jets, Wildfire, we don't want another Tower burning to rubble."
That remark earned him a very hard glare and very purple eyes trained on his green eyes.
"Too soon, noted. Look, does this place maybe have a website you can apply through? Or is this a first come first served type thing?"
"The second one. It took me this long to even get in the damn line. What has happened to health care in this country?"
Ethan frowned, looking at the phone as it played a very tinny rendition of The Can Can song on a loop and the caller ID said Clinic on it.
"Wait why are you calling the clinic? We have SHIELD health care for all our needs and last I checked, you look fine to me."
"It's...something else." She trailed off, her eyes darting to the left, her lips disappearing as she sucked in a breath.
Ethan put the phone down on the table and crossed his arms, looking right at the blonde liar. For a while he hadn't been able to notice the signs but as time went on he knew all her tells. The telltale signs that Miss Liane Felton was lying to your face all came down to her face betraying her badly. Her eyes will dart to the left, her lips disappear, the last sign would be if her nostrils flare.
"Lia?"
"It's fine Eth, I just need this..opinion!" She sputtered, her nostrils flaring.
"Aha! I knew it! You're lying, so tell me now, why are you calling a run-of-the-mill NYC clinic?"
Liane's response came out far quieter than Ethan had expected. It wasn't quite a whisper but it didn't really reach his ears.
"I'm sorry what?"
"sabougettingatherapist.."
"Little louder."
"IT'S ABOUT GETTING A THERAPIST! There! Are you happy? You know my little secret, I'm unwell, I need therapy but I never got it because my father said they were all liars and swindlers who stole your secrets and insecurities to write articles about you! But now I realise I kinda need one because of my trauma! So...yeah."
Liane had finally stopped and lifted her head to look at Ethan who was biting his lip, not in concern, but in trying to hold back laughter.
"Are you...laughing?"
"No..."
"Ethan!"
"I'm sorry but seriously? You think you're a mess? Look around cupcake! Look at me of all people! Raised by mutants in a school of potential heroes and villains, one father being a benevolent principal who can look inside your head any fucking chance he likes and another dad who can bend any kind of metal to his will in an instant?
"You think you know crazy? Just look at my brother Cole, he knows crazy all too well. And yeah he would probably benefit from therapy but are you gonna tell him that? Hell no! Or hey, Tony freaking Stark, he could use therapy badly, everyone here would benefit from getting a shrink. But we never dare say it for fear of being branded a problem or unstable. It's fucked up. And honestly...I couldn't be prouder of you for yknow trying." He smiled, picking up the phone now maddeningly blaring the can can music and ended the call.
"But if you were left alone in a room with a run-of-the-mill therapist then you'd find yourself in a mental hospital faster than I caught your flying phone just now. Humans do not get it and probably never will. But now you have us, okay?" He reassured, lifting up her quivering chin with his hand, taking a moment to admire her face.
"But...they're supposed to help..."
"They can help. In some cases. But in other cases...some of them are total narcs. Why do you think the rate of young people getting sectioned is so high? Therapists. Look, if you really are desperate for counselling maybe we can talk to Fury about it, see if there's some Robot Therapist Rei built or some kind of mutant therapist we could recruit...in fact..hold that thought."
Ethan scrambled to grab his phone, wiping the tears from his girlfriend's cheeks and giving her a soft peck on the lips as he scrolled through his contacts looking for a certain name and hit call. Liane smiled, taking a seat on the couch as a conversation ensued between Ethan and someone called Kendra? Petra? Ketra? Either way, he cared. And he hadn't ran for his life either. Turns out it really does take one to know one when it comes to crazy.
Hope you enjoyed! Is this inspired by a Mother Mother song because I've been on a kick listening to their songs again? Possibly. Here's the actual song if you're interested.
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Baby, so you think you know crazy?
I think you know what you know
But what you know, you don't know for sure
Baby, you wanna see me crazy?
Well, I'll show you what that's like
And then I wave goodbye as you run for your life
A little advice for aspiring fires
You'll get put out if you don't get a little wild
Try again, try again, get it right
You don't got the due dilligence to lose your mind
You're not getting it right
Maybe you're watching too much TV
Because crazy in the box
Is everything that crazy's not
I'm losing my mind
I'm losing my mind again
I'd advise a friend
Not to try it if they ain't crazy
Aspiring Fires Eureka by Mother Mother, 2011
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diagnoses u with fanfic tags
yeah i caved. welcome spideysona
their universe is 1990s san francisco. by day they work as a struggling writer for the bugle, sort of following in the footsteps of (movie-adjacent) eddie brock; by night they’re spider-scrawl, fighting systemic injustice, writers’ block, and the occasional mad scientist invention. his world is less rife with supernatural evils than most, but he’s also fucking with the government and corporations and all, so it balances out
their unique thing is that they have, like, shitty meta clairvoyance in the form of inherently understanding tropes, clichés, story structure, etc. like if cinemasins/wins were a superhero. they were approached to join the society because miguel thought they’d be chill or even helpful with canon events—unfortunately scribble here is not whatsoever into following rigid plot structure for the sake of unnecessary thematic suffering, saw the plot twist a miles away, and peaced. but not before snagging a day pass so they could watch atsv in person
they never take off their mask, and no one knows their name—he says it’s because he doesn’t want to lose his identity in a sea of spider-people, leading most to theorize that san-fran-spidey is some flavor of peter parker, but who’s to say for sure? the doylist reason, which he is in fact aware of, is that i don’t know either lol
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Fire Emblem Fates is the Best FE because Azura is in it. Similarly, Fire Emblem Heroes is the best gacha game because it has Sharena in it. Similarly, Fire Emblem Awakening is the best game of 2012 because it has Lucina in it.
This means Fire Emblem Heroes the best game from Intelligent Systems because it has all three of them in there and some others.
The best FE games are the ones that have your faves in it, there are no other criteria to meet.
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Hi so my mental illness keeps winning and I thought y'know?? since I've done ear comparisons and height comparisons for Link, how about skin tone?
I was curious myself for reference reasons and ended up being a little surprised, not only by the tonal variety but also by which Links have darker tones that the fandom totally sleeps on.
Like the height post, this is based solely on sprites / models and not concept or promo art. Notes below:
I tried colour picking directly from ripped character models for the most amount of accuracy and lack of in-game lighting. This was easier said than done in some cases. TP Link's model looks extremely grey and washed out without the game's lighting, so I had to use a neutral lit screenshot instead. TFH Link obviously does not look like a fucking Simpson, but finding a model without light and shading was impossible. These two were the most challenging.
For some reason, the same Links have drastically different skin tones in different games. Between Z1 and Z2 I can only assume Link became very sickly 😔
Comparing in-game skin tone to concept art is a bit like night and day sometimes. A notable example is ALTTP Link being much much paler (and without the iconic pink hair ofc)
Given the nature of skin, it's difficult to narrow these references down to just one colour. I consider this more a rough guide than a definitive reference sheet. I hope it's helpful, though!
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Happy Storyteller Saturday! Which OC would you trust the most to be able to cook a tasty meal? Which OC would you trust the least?
happy STS wasps!
Hmm, I think I’d have to say Aspiration. She might add too much spice for my delicate mouth to handle, but it would be tasty. She likes combining things she finds in Valloroth with infernii cooking, so whatever she made would be interesting, and she’s very used to cooking—or helping to cook—for a whole clan, so there would definitely be a lot of it.
(I’m assigning her god-tier flatbread making abilities now, purely for my own enjoyment.)
As for the least, it’s another infernii and it’s QUEST because that motherfucker CANNOT cook but, unlike Aliyne or Zander, is convinced that they CAN cook. They love bacon that’s entirely charcoal, it adds to the flavour! Much like my irl partner, they can and will put anything even vaguely edible in their mouth, and the list of things they won’t eat is vanishingly small.
(Quest being the Worst Party Cook is a running joke in the Valloroth books)
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Valloroth taglist: @cherrybombfangirlwrites @reininginthefirewriting @memento-morri-writes @foxboyclit @lawful-evil-novelist @at-thezenith @morganwriteblr @fayeiswriting @serenanymph @sam-glade @viscerawrites @thegreatobsesso (ask to be +/-)
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unwittingly buried
you fear, do you
that your unnoticed, shadowed self
does not possess enough beauty
to tickle the fancies of the fickle human mind
to that, i ask you,
have you seen the mist?
you, the dream child of a hundred poets,
you, the starlit lake that we wish to bring home
with such a thoughtful mind as yours
have you not marvelled at it?
you, darling sun-child, have not.
had you seen the dearest mist, you would say otherwise.
for every time i hear 'mist',
i think of the epitome of beauty.
the mist is what all of us aspire to be.
her veiled allure, beheld only by her closest,
are all these not things to love?
do they not enhance the preciousness of her charm?
she might seem often overlooked,
seeming pointless and simply decorative -
useless to your purpose;
but that is the very thing that beautifies her!
do you not understand this?
you, my dear moonlit fantasy, do not.
for the mist is one whose beauty is so powerful
that if you were to witness it head-on,
you would become unable to function.
because unnoticed beauty
is only gone unnoticed
because it is far too efficient and far too perfect
to be able to tread
in the forefront of human perception
without causing the world to rush into uproar
in fascination of it.
the mist, my dearest Persian pearl,
is so unfathomably beautiful
she is so dear, so charming,
so darling, daring and cordial
so patient, untiring, serene
her beauty, already so efficient
enhanced by her impermeable veil of mystique
still only amounts
to the beauty held
in your nailbeds.
it shocks me, my dear
that you seem to see yourself
as nonexistent and worthless
when your apparent 'unseen' beauty
has such a daring effect over
even the strongest of hearts
every tiny bit of you
that (apparently) goes unseen
is a unique, burning, shining star
and you, a constellation
celestial being on earth,
you are so bright, so full
so gorgeous, so fiery
that even idly watching you
would be far too much of a burden to bear.
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