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orionlakehastodie · 3 years

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Villainholics Anonymous

"It's the height." This was from Alina, their newest member.

"No. I still say it's the hair." This from Brienne. The only blonde one.

"It's the cocky ass way they smile." This from Lily Potter - the vice president.

"And do they all have to be so bloody handsome? Like if villain why hot?" Rey. And her age old problem.

"Admit it ladies. It's their dicks. Their gloriously large and thick dicks." Lizzie Bennet. The president of this club.

There were choruses of assent from all the women - all who had their unable to walk days in various stages of soreness. Today was Lizzie's turn. Fitzwilliam Darcy the menace had been particularly eager the night before.

The Villainholics Anonymous was officially in session to annoint their newest member - Alina Starkov.

"Alright, now we have to hear from our newest member. Alina, you have the floor." Lizzie took advantage of the silence before Rey can wax poetic about Ben's face when sunlight hits it when she watches him sleep in the mornings, or before Lily can sing praises about her husband always getting up to change Harry's nappies and how can a villain be that adorable.

Alina cleared her throat and sighed. "My name is Alina Starkov and I'm a villainholic."

"Hi, Alina." Chorused the other women in sympathy.

"It all started when he pushed up my sleeve and got into my face going all 'what are you' in his hot, deep voice with that accent."

Alina's eyes glaze over and Brienne nods in sympathy.

"It's like they tell you you're the ugliest woman they've ever seen but they're like stripping you naked with their eyes and they love what they see? It's like... turning you on?" Brienne squirms in her chair, subtle smile on her lips.

"Or you know they tell you 'I can take whatever I want' in that annoyingly Disney prince charming handsome face and you're all tied up and you're just thinking damn if I get those plush lips you can take whatever you want and more-"

"Yes Rey, we know. Ben Solo has a face carved by angels and wept over by poets - let Alina speak!" Rey shot Lizzie of disdain before sighing and turning to the large framed photo of a shirtless Ben Solo she kept at her side during these meetings for "emotional support".

Lizzie clears her throat and turns back to Alina. "Do go on, Alina."

"And then he comes and cuts a man in half. And I have blood and gore all over my face but he sweeps over in his ridiculous black cape-"

"Ah yes. It's always the cape." Lizzie smiles, remembering her husband walking through a moor.

"Whatever Lizzie - Darth Darcy is better than Darcy! My husband made that shit fashion." Rey sticks her tongue out at Lizzie and she retaliates by kicking at Rey's chair.

"As I was saying!" Alina glows a little bit brighter with her ire, wanting to share more about her precious Sasha.

"He takes me up into his arms and gets me up on his horse and his chest is so big and warm around me and his arms are so muscly and I just felt like... so safe and hugged and saints when I hug him and I feel all that delicious muscle wrapped around me and I just-"

Alina pauses to fan herself, remembering Aleksander's steamy hugs and how it would lead to her naked and impaled on Aleksander's huge dick.

Lily pats her hand in sympathy and shakes her head. "They're so good at that, at looming so tall and so pretty, with the ridiculous you're mine smiles on their faces and they scramble your brain with their yummy glorious smell and the way it feels so warm when they hold you. Like, what evil motherfucker smells like treacle and woods and comfort?" Lily is still very angry that her amortentia just really smells James Potter amplified. How dare this man.

"Anyway you think you'd move on from them, and then bam. He invites me to all these horse back riding just him and me, and he makes me wear his black kefta."

Brienne whistles at Alina's statement. "These fuckers are good at that. Giving you marriage swords, and marriage keftas. Like - Jaime even went as far as to say it's yours, it will always be yours swords that stand in for my heart. And they look so puppy like when they give it to you and you're just like... omg I'm married. Villains. That's true villainry right there." But even as Brienne says it, she strokes Oathkeeper fondly at her hip.

Alina nods her head, wrapping her own black kefta around her. "And you know it makes you feel like it's just you and him and you don't need anyone else and the next thing you know you're sucking his face in his office, and itching to get his dick inside you."

Murmurs of sympathy from all the women.

"And how is it that a villain can kiss like that? Like they're off to go to war the next fucking day?" Alina blushes as she remembers how she was pressed down into that giant map and if Ivan did not come bother them she would have been dicked down on that map too... okay so she had been dicked down on the map. Once. Maybe twice. Okay maybe once every week.

Rey sniffs and brings out Ben's sweater than she uses to wipe her tears. Lily groans in disgust.

"Rey, honestly that sweater is nasty."

Rey glares at Lily and looks down at her worn quidditch jersey with Potter 01 emblazoned at the back.

"You're one to talk Lily. Anyway. I totally understand Alina, like they kiss you and suck your soul out and make you wonder if they can kiss your pussy the same way they kiss your lips and then they fade away, into the Force, before you can ride that large dick."

Brienne throws a popcorn at Rey. "Don't be such a drama queen Rey. You brought back that fuckable redwood you call a husband from the world between worlds and rode that dick into the sunset after. Mine died in a random as fuck explosion."

Lizzie scoffs at Brienne's words. "And you clobbered Dumb and Dumber in the head and rewrote Jaime back as the rightful heir of Casterly Rock and rode that dick into the sunset."

Brienne rolls her eyes. "Not everyone can have a happy ending walking in the morning mist to kiss me and propose marriage. Some of us had to correct the writing of dumb men. Be thankful a smart woman wrote yours, Lizzie."

Rey nods in sympathy. And Alina clears her throat. This was her Sasha's time to shine. These women.

"Anyway, then after they kiss you like that, you find out they're evil and then they try and kill your friend - as if you want any other dick than their villain dick - but even their jealousy is so hot and so you pretend they're evil, but then you get this weird bond connection thing and suddenly he can just appear in your room like that. I mean, they're already so hot - then they appear heartbroken and pining after you and pretending they hate you but they're just like softboi TM and the next thing you know you're naked and making inappropriate use of the Force Bond."

Alina stops and fans herself, remembering just how inappropriate she and Aleksander have been through the bond, how full of him she was afterwards she leaked him out throughout the day-

"It's them always showering when the bond connects!" Rey's exclamation brought her out of her reverie.

"Like, is he just always showering 24/7 to let me see his beautiful tiddies? And like, am I supposed to not strip and lick them tiddies when I see them? It's like the Force Bond is designed so we can feel bad for the villain and fuck them senseless. Again - if villain why so fucking hot?"

Alina nods in sympathy as Rey is currently sitting on an ice pack because Ben had ridden her vagina sore. It's the damned bond sex. Those always go haywire.

"And then... they become the selfless idiot TM, deciding to let themselves be stabbed in the heart and tells you they're human with you and then when they get resurrected do they get back with you?"

Alina and Rey clutch each other ugly tears pouring and Brienne nods with them, tears pouring from her eyes.

"No. No they bloody don't the wankers. They ride off into a war and get killed by rubble!" Brienne slams her fist on the table and takes a deep swig of her butterbeer.

"They become one with the Force after kissing you senseless and making you feel like you're home!" Rey wails hugging Alina close to her.

"They get speared by a fucking tree to tie the universe back together!" Alina clutches back at Rey wiping at her eyes.

"They tell a Dark Wizard to fuck himself while telling you to save your only son!"

Lily joins the hugging ladies and drags Brienne into it as well.

Lizzie sighs and pounds on her gavel. "Ladies, ladies. Get over yourselves. Your men are back with you - Brienne - Jaime is at Casterly Rock because he said fuck that to riding back to Cersei and stayed with you. Rey, Ben is probably grumbling his way through another Republic meeting because he also said fuck that to becoming one with the Force and crawled back to you. And Alina - sweetheart, Aleksander is out of the tree - because he said fuck that to not being with you. We're here to make sure Alina finds her husband hot because he's now reformed. We don't like hot villains!"

The ladies gathered themselves and Alina wipes her tears and flushes.

"So... anyway, two days ago, Sasha came back from a peace talk with Fjerda, and he was really angry because we just got intelligence about Parem. And he said... we should have kept the Fold so he can just kill them all... and... and I found it so hot, so I... I stripped him naked right then and there in the war room and sucked him dry."

Sympathetic grumbles came out from the other ladies.

"Don't worry Alina, we're all here to get this temptation out of you - but I get it. Villains are hot. Sometimes I make Ben wear the mask..." Rey wipes her tears and sighs dreamily and Lily clears her throat.

"Rey-"

Rey blinks and shakes her head. "Right, right, villains are not hot."

"Alina," Lizzie begins but her phone started buzzing. She peeks at it and her eyes widen, and a familiar flush takes over her face. Brienne catches sight of it and smirks.

"Darcy calling you inferior of birth again, Liz?"

Lily grabs Lizzie's phone and giggles. "Darcy got himself in a lake and wondering when dear Lizzie is coming home."

Rey snickers. "I'm betting it's now."

"Shut up you lot, anyway Alina-"

But Alina was already packing up her bags. "Alina?"

"Sorry. Aleksander just came back from Grisha training - and he said if I'm not home in 30 minutes he'll take all that I hold dear so I only have him. I'm gonna get railed. See you guys next week."

She was out the door in a minute flat and Brienne laughs.

"Remind me, why do we do this again? Last week Rey got called home by Ben who said she was his sweet nothing and she came to the meeting today sitting on a vagina pack."

Lizzie merely rolls her eyes and stands up too. "Well, where else can we brag about having tall, hot loving husbands with big dicks who challenge us mentally and love us for challenging them back? I'll see you girls, I bought more of those vagina ice bags, sounds like we'll all need them."

#darklina #alina starkov #aleksander morovoza #shadow and bone #reylo #rey #ben solo #star wars #braime #brienne of tarth #jaime lannister #jily #james potter #lily potter #darcy x elizabeth #elizabeth bennet #fitzwilliam darcy

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godess-ofthe-underworld · 3 years

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Love Finds A Way

(sequel to “See You Again”) ( A Hary Hook X Reader story)

Part 6

Harry sauntered into the chip shop after his encounter with the former occupants of the Isle. His mind still drifted to Hadley and her scared expression as he pointed his hook in her face. He mentally kicked himself as he promised her long ago that he would never point his hook at her face.

He groaned as he sat down at a table, kicking his feet up and rubbing his hands down his face slightly smearing the eyeliner around his eyes.

He only put it on because he knew Hadley liked it, she always said it made his eyes seem more menacing, and maybe it would her her to break if she saw it but no such luck.

Uma came around from the back and saw Harry propped against the table. She knocked his feet down, startling the young pirate and causing him to yelp as the chair fell to the floor.

“Well? Is she coming?” Uma asked crossing her arms.

“Yeah I don't see why they wouldn't. I gave them a pretty irresitsable ultimatum.” Harry grunted.

“ Wait.. wait. Who's they?” Uma raised an eyebrow.

“ Mal.”

“And?”

Harry didn't respond right away, he just continued to look at the floor.

“Harry!”

Harry mumbled something as Uma rested her hands on the table.

“What was that?” She tilted her head.

“ Hadley.” Harry spoke, his voice was low and his eyes stayed put on the floor not daring to look at his Capitan.

“Did I tell you to invite the hot head?!” Uma shouted

“ I did it for meself!’ Harry roared as he forcefully stood up, knocking over the chair.

Uma laughed.

“Oh Harry. She left you remember? She doesn't care about you. It's been six months, get over it.” Uma shot.

Each word cut into Harry's chest like a searing red-hot knife.

“ I know.” He whimpered.

“ Just remember where your loyalties lie.” Uma growled.

Uma sauntered away from the table, leaving Harry to pick up his chair.

He sat back down and slammed his head on the he table top groaning as he did.

An hour past and the time for Hadley and Mal to arrive neared closer. Meaning Harry grew more nervous and Uma grew more agitated.

She slammed a tray of fried fish on the table in front of a witch causing some to spill onto the table top.

“ Hey! I wanted the fried clams!” The witch complained.

“ And I wanted a sea pony. Life ain't fair!” Uma retorted, making the witch jump back.

Harry was tapping his hook on the table when the two swing doors flung open.

All heads turned to the two new additions to the shop, some gashping and some growling.

“ We're baaaack.” Mal and Hadley sung still standing in the doorway.

Harry's head shot directly to Hadley as he stood up.

Uma laughed as she went to stand by harry.

“Losers, party of two. Right this way please.” Uma gestured to an empty table in front if them. Uma pushed a chair towards mal, who caught it before it hit her.

“ Place still stinks.” Hadley commented, wrinkling her nose at the putrid smell of fish.

“Oh I'm sorry. We're down a Butler today. Princesses.” Uma scoffed.

Hadley went to pull up an empty chair when a large hand covered hers.

Hadley looked up to see Harry had grabbed her hand, his blue eyes seemed stone cold.

“Let's go. We need to talk.” Harry stated looking anywhere but at her.

Hadley looked to Mal as Harry drug her from the shop by her wrist.

He took her to an alley next to the shop. He let go of her arm and started pacing in front of her.

Hadley cast her eyes to the wet, muddy ground, kicking some rocks around.

“Why?” Harry voice broke through the silence causing Hadley to snap her head to look at him. He'd stopped pacing and was standing in front of Hadley.

When she opened her mouth to ask what he meant he silenced her with his hand.

“You promised me you wouldn't. You promised we would get out of here together. It's been six months Hadley and I've heard nothin’ from you. You're over there living the perfect little life not giving a single care about me. You left me here hoping that you'd come back. Did you even think about me when you chose to stay? Hm? Cause you weren't wearing the necklace then. Just like you aren't now. What? Did you forget I existed the minute you stepped foot in Auradon? Did you ever care about me at all?” Harry's voice got louder and louder and by the time her finished ranting.

Hadely stepped forward. “ That's not true.. I-I-”

“ Save it. You lied to me. I waited six months.. six months for you to come back here. And now the only reason you're here is to get you precious King and princess back.”

“Harry..-” her voice came out broken and quiet.

Before Hadley could return any answers, Mal came slamming out the doors of the shop.

“Hadley! Let's go!” Mal shouted.

Hadley turned back to Harry not sure of what to say. She backed out of the alley keeping her eyes on him. She watched as his head hung and his shoulders slumped as she backed up.

“I never forgot you Harry.” She whispered.

Harry looked up just as her hair flicked around the corner.

Hadley jogged to keep up with Mal who seemed unsettled.

“ Mal wait up! What happened in there?” Hadley panted as she caught up.

Mal stopped and sighed “ Uma wants the wand, in exchange for Ben and Ruby.”

Hadley stared wide eyed as Mal walked on.

'great here we go again with the whole wand thing’ Hadley groaned out loud rushing to catch up.

A/n: Hey guys! forgot it was Friday again yesterday... oops. anyway here is Part 6. if you liked this part and would like part 7 please like and comment. aslo if you would like to read the illustrated version you can do so on my Wattpad (@phelpsphan). As Always if you would like to be added to the tag list please message me. <3 <3 <3 Summary: You would think that six months in Auradon would do any villain kid good. Well, not Hadley. After the events of the Coronation, Hadley's mood took a downward spiral; and for one reason, guilt. She'd broken a promise and left her best friend on the Isle of the Lost. How will she handle seeing him again when certain circumstances bring her back to the Isle? Will she finally tell him what she really feels?

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in Descendants. Hadley and the plot between her and Harry are mine.

Tag list: @unded-bride

#harry hook #harry hook imagine #harry hook x reader #Hades #daughter of hades

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aprilbrowines · 4 years

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Lunaverse fankid: Carnage

Name: Caleb Alexis Demopoulos

Alias: Carnage

Gender: Cis male

Sexuality: Pansexual

B-day: November 6th

Parents: Fistrick (Ben 10 omniverse) and Demencia (villainous)

Appearance: This guy makes you think of a menacing shark. He has deep-set red eyes. His dark yellow hair is in the style of dyed spikes on top. His skin is tan, He is tall and has a broad-shouldered build. His outfit is Acid camouflage pants, black tank top under a leather jacket with skater shoes wearing sunglasses.

Personality: While warm and kind, He’s pretty direct. Impatient and Impulsive, he can be considered aggressive in his behavior. Carnage is pretty strong willed and brash, but is Benevolent. He's focus on doing things right and is too stubborn to ever give up. He's not very tactful and can hurt people's feeling sometime whenever it's training or by accident, He may be self-centered but he is in no way selfish. A Competitive guy Carnage will overcome any obstacle in his way. He give loyalty and sincerity a lot of importance and cares about Venus. He's a bit of a fitness nut. Abilities: Enhanced Strength

Enhanced Durability

Leadership Skills

wall climbing

background: Carnage is the son of Demenia and Fistrick. During one of his smuggling, fistrick caught his eye on demencia at night, he was love-struck and wanted to date her. But as hard as he tries she only had eyes for Black hat. One night of heavy drinking they had a one night stand where she left him and a few months later a baby in a baby car seat was in front of his door with a note saying "you're the dad, deal with it!" At first it was hard to raise little carnage but as time goes by he was proud of him.

Relationships: Fistrick and carnage are two pea in a pod, He teaches him in selling alien technology and business in the gym. Carnage loves his dad for being a cool dad bro.

Carnage never really knew his mom. tho it seem that demenia doesn't care about carnage one way or another

Carnage and Dorian are pretty chill with each other, keeping the hero/villain job away from their hangout if possible.

#fankid #oc #my oc #Caleb Alexis Demopoulos #carnage #lunaverse oc #lunaverse

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auspicious-lilana · 4 years

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Ultimate Spiderman (Peter Parker x Stark! OC x Sam alexander x Danny Rand)

Summary: When people hear 'Maya Stark' everyone would think about the perfect, smart. good looking, rich, student body president of Midtown High.Nobody but her childhood friend Peter Parker AKA Spider-Man and her new team of heroes. Ava, Sam, Danny, and Luke AKA white tiger, Nova, Iron fist, and Power Man knows about her secret of being Queen's very own Mistress, soon to be ULTIMATE Mistress

Part 1

“I know you're out there you wall-crawling menace! It is the duty of every New Yorker to report the actions of these masked miscreants. So listen up: As long as J. Jonah Jameson is CEO of Daily Bugle Communications, I won't rest until New York has seen the last of Spider-Man!” I rolled my eyes as the mentioned spiderman webbed the screen Jonah’s face was just on.

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Other kids I know start their day with orange juice. Us? We- well not Mistress- get yelled at by a 100-foot tall cranky pants. Where’s a little love for the spider-guy? I'm down here with Mistress everyday trying the best we can at this hero routine. It's not easy to learn the ropes by yourself-expect Mistress who gets trained by Mr.Iron Man- Let's face it, introduction to super heroing isn't a high school elective. Speaking of school, I still have to pick a cake for Aunt May before first period. Then its hang time with our best pals MJ and Harry. And maybe a nap between classes. But first we gotta save that cop from a skidding car.

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I was quick to act and quickly sent a force field to stop the car from crashing into the bakery. Oh, I knew fully well Pe- Spiderman had to pick up that cake for Aunt May.

“I’m starting to think Jameson is wrong about you two, spider, Mistress!”

“Spread the word Chief!” Spidey yelled back from the building he was gripping on to and I floated beside before we landed down a roof to see Trapster.

“Heya bug brain and the wicked witch of the west, I knew that had to draw you two out”

“Nice to see you too Trapster” I replied sarcastically rolling my eyes. We’ve been heroes here in Queens for about a year and we fought this guy THREE times already, All being a complete fail. Let's skip forward all the gross stuff (yes I mean the slime thing, that is one thing I don’t ever want to mention AGAIN)

“This is when I leave the Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man note? Can I borrow a pen?” The Villain's eyes widen in terror but no spidey/magic sense? This is new. I said before the both of us paused the show.

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Let us explain the whole spidey sense or Magic sense for Mistress thing.

It's like an early warning system that kicks in whenever there's a danger to happen.

And maybe it's on blink

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Spiderman began knocking on his head.

“Hello? This thing on?” I facepalmed at his ridiculous strategy. If there is no spidey/magic sense and the Villain is in terror it only means one thing...

“Spider-Man, Mistress” S.H.I.E.L.D. of course. We turned around to see Nick Fury stepping out of his helicarrier. Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. That's the Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division. Or as Spider-Man would put it, The super spies.

“You super spies make an appointment to sneak up on hardworking superheroes?” I mentally sighed as I didn’t want to seem unprofessional and ruin the whole great magic Sorceress image but really Spider-Man? Really?

“Kid” Nick pointed at the mess Spiderman had done-yes spiderman cause I went off somewhere to do an errand while he took care of it- in the process of stopping Trapster. “We got to talk. No one's saying you stop the bad guy but look around you. Is this the way Captain America would've done it? Cap could have stopped Trapster within 5 seconds. You took 3 minutes. With lots of collateral damage.” Yeah, Uncle Steve would’ve finished this job in 5 seconds, exactly why I was trained by him. It could’ve been faster if I had joined in but Spidey-boy here would’ve been regretting big time later.

“We-”

“You mean you, I took no part in this”

“Fine. I do a good job!”

“For a clueless rookie”

“Yeah- huh?” I shook my head at my partner. Don’t take this the wrong way! I knew Peter since I first started school and I love him and all- as a friend- but even I can be done with his idiotic ways.

“Look, everyone starts out clueless. Even Iron Man back when he was a novice. But he learned. Eventually. What would you say if I can help turn eventually into right now for Spider-Man and Mistress?” I’m not surprised Dad was a novice once since he cracks jokes in battles right now but he knows when to be serious, and when to be not...also cause I may or may not witnessed his first mess-up when he tried out his suit back when I was what? 6? 7?

“Heh. I knew it. You want me to buy a line of self-help books. Not interested. Besides, I'm tapped out till payday so if we're all done here I'm gonna…”

“I’m serious, Peter Parker, Maya Stark” you may not see but I raised my eyebrow under my mask before Spiderman or now Peter turned to him confused.

“You know?” If that isn’t the stupidest thing to ask a super spy then I might as well go shave my hair.

“Everything. Super spy, remember?”

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Don’t tell me another flashback

You know it, Maya. Anyways Growing up with Uncle Ben and Aunt May,and being friends with Maya was a pretty typical childhood. Until the radioactive spider bite and Maya getting kissed by some butterfly that had potion on it. After came the powers and that terrible night I-

We. Peter. We.

Right WE lost Uncle Ben. That was when we made a promise to do something good with the hand of fate dealt us. Things I wouldn't joke about even if I knew how.

Which brings us to what we are now

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“With great power comes great responsibility. Good words from a good man” I looked down. Even if Uncle Ben wasn’t really my Uncle, he still treated me like I was his niece whenever I came over to Peter’s.

“Uncle Ben was the best,” I saw Spiderman look away glaring at the sidewalk.

“It's been what? A year now?”

“It would’ve been his birthday today” I sadly mentioned as I looked down at my brown boots that seemed more interesting at the moment.

“You two honored it doing what you do. Now I'm offering you the chance to do better. To really learn about responsibility.”

“Translation?” Spidey asked growing curious I'm guessing since he’s now looking at Nick.

“I want to S.H.I.E.L.D. train you to be a better Spider-Man and Mistress. The Ultimate Spider-Man and Mistress”

“And how Ultimate is Ultimate?” I saw Trapster running away behind Nick but before I could do anything Nick had shot his gun high hitting a pole which knocks down on Trapster knocking him out.

“That Ultimate”

“Sweet”

“Cool,” Soon Peter’s phone rang and he checked to see it was MJ calling.

“Seems I got to put my Ultimate phone into Ultimate vibrate, hehe”

“Your tech needs to upgrade” Nick placed a new web shooter on Peter’s wrist. “S.H.I.E.L.D. tech guys developed this next-gen web shooter”

“Too big, too clunky” Nick stuck his hand out. “I didn’t say no” That obviously meant he liked it but had too much of an ego to admit it.

“With your talent and my training, you can learn to be a better heroes. The next Cap, the next Iron Man, one of the greats” I’m pretty used to people saying I would be the next Iron Man or Tony Stark since I am his only daughter or family but I can tell by the way Peter’s eyes shined, he was more than honored to hear it but again hid it with a ‘cool’ act.

“Thanks for the offer, but I'm not allowed to talk to strangers. Have a nice life okay. Cool?” Peter swung away as Nick and I shook our heads.

“Teenagers”

“Correction. Teenage boys” Nick nodded before turning to me.

“How about you kid?”

“I’m in. I guess, seeing how dad would try to get me to agree with the offer either way so I can follow his footsteps to become an avenger of the next generation”

“Good choice. Let's go”

“Wait. now?”

“Yes.”

“But I need to get this cake to peter” I brought the cake out from a place I kept it in during the fight with Trapster.

“I’ll get Coulson to pass it to him after his classes”

“Wait a sec” I quickly did a summoning spell getting paper and pen and wrote a note for him. “Give him this too”

“Okay. we must get going now” I nodded as I boarded the Helicarrier.

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Peter unlocked his locker to see a note drop out. He looked at it confused before opening it.

Hey, Peter!

I won't be coming to school today as I decided I would say yes to Nick’s offer (Don't worry I’m only checking it out! I won't join till you want to as well!) make sure to pick up Uncle Ben’s cake from Principal Coulson! Your welcome!

-Maya S.

Peter thought about the note a bit taken aback Maya would agree to do something without him, but then again she is Iron Man's daughter. It was in her blood to do this!

“Peter. I've been calling you all morning. Where have you been? And where’s Maya?” MJ stood by his locker with a notebook in hand as Peter smiled at her. Peter thought about Nick’s offer before making up a lie.

“Uh, the bus broke down? And Maya’s home sick”

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I hate to lie to MJ. ever since we were kids nobody’s been a better friend than MJ...well except Maya though. Like the time we were 5 the two of us ran away together and tried to get Maya to do it too but her dad had security on her, also, we weren't allowed to cross streets so we just walked up and down the driveway. When we were 12 we decided to finally get serious, Mistake!

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“That sucks, anyways I wanted to show you this” MJ showed her a video of Jameson.

“ It is the duty of every New Yorker to report the actions of these masked miscreants. Especially that ticking time-bomb called ``Spider-Man.”

“Doesn’t that jerk ever shut up? And don't you find it weird he hates Spiderman but doesn’t complain about Mistress?”

“This ‘jerk’ is going to someday give this journalism student her first job, and besides, I think it’s because Mistress is cleaner with her messes and less talkative too.” Is she saying I talk a lot?

“You want to work for Jameson? Total nightmare”

“That's what it takes. Jameson's the biggest game in town. Kids have to be realistic Petey. We can't all be like Harry or Maya. “ As soon as Harry was mentioned Harry was seen coming towards them.

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Meet Harry Osborn. I love Harry. Everyone loves harry, even Maya does. He’s rich(as well as Maya), He’s handsome (Maya also has equal good looks) but most importantly he’s been a friend to me when I need it.

Since that day we met, we’ve been best friends forever. Well that’s life here in Midtown. It’s okay

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I sensed my spidey sense before I heard the voice of the one person I never liked.

“Hey Puny Parker!” let me rephrase myself. Life here in Midtown is okay, except for one drawback. “Its locker knocker time! This time there won’t be no Stark hottie to save you this time!”

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If Tony Stark were ever to hear this I swear this guy would be swimming with killer sharks or even worse. And the guy’s name is Flash, Flash Thompson the Sasquatch sized football player. There's always this rigid consistency to our relationship.

Just once I’d like to turn it around instead of always once again being locked in my own locker.

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I somehow stayed in my locker till the janitor opened it to see me again before he started rambling on how I should stand up for myself and how he in my age did this and that while I awkwardly walked away.

Soon Harry and I were at lunch as the lunch lady winked at him before he uncomfortably dragged us away as he awkwardly smiled at the lunch lady.

“Dude, Locker knocker time again? Thompson is such a tool”

“That's the worst thing that happens to me today. I'm coming out ahead.” I was about to eat before my senses went off. Remember the spidey/magic sense me and Maya talked about? Well, this time it's kicking up a storm. An explosion happened behind me as we all fell back and the frightful four-well three at the moment- came in while holding up the principal.

“Attention students. Your principal has something to tell you.” Wizard exclaimed as he levitated the principal in front of him.

“ Students. Your attention, please. Your school is now under the control of, of…” The principal trailed off not knowing who they were.

“The Frightful four” Thundra finished off.

“Uh, there’s only three of you” MJ awkwardly pointed out.

“Quiet!” Wizard yelled and threw the principal into the wall in frustration.

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These guys are bad news. Wizard, master of high tech gadgets. Klaw, the villain made of living sound. Thundra, ruthless warrior women from an alternate future timeline...Don’t ask. And Trapster- oh wait Maya and I already captured him.

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“Before the Trapster was captured, he learned Spider-Man and maybe Mistress as well attends this school. And unless they give themselves up, we'll tear this place down brick by brick.” Wizard explained.

“Yeah!” A student yelled.

“We’re serious” The kid quickly shut his mouth in fear.

“Klaw. So who is our mysterious wall-crawler and cold witch? A teacher? A student? A cafeteria lady? They seem reluctant to talk. Klaw, make them listen to reason.”

“STOP IT!” I yelled angry as everyone got it by a sound wave.

“Peter no!” MJ pulled me back but I pulled away.

“Heh. Definitely not Spider-Man or Mistress”

“I’ll crush the runt” Thundra volunteered.

“ Don't crush him, make an example of him,” Wizard said as Klaw sent the sound waves at him making Peter fall back yelling in pain as he gripped his ears tight. Harry held back MJ so she wouldn’t get hurt.

“Shut it down! I’ll talk!” Peter yelled. Klaw stopped and Peter got up and saw his lunch.

“Listen up. Everyone needs to hear this. Food Fight!” Peter quickly threw food at Wizard, soon everyone began throwing food at them as Peter took the opportunity to hide behind a pillar and took off his shirt to reveal his suit. “This is nuts. How do they know? How did they find me?” Peter saw the tracker on his arm and took it out and smashed it. “Fury was right, I have a lot to learn about responsibility,” Peter said to himself before placing on his mask and coming out from hiding to see Klaw pointing his sound laser arm at a group of kids. “Dude! Don’t point that thing! It might go off!” Klaw looked at Spiderman as he shot a web onto his arm so it can hit Klaw making him dizzy from sound waves. “It really stinks to be you today. Actually, it probably stinks to be you every day. Then again it could be me. I haven't washed this suit in a week.”

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Maya was walking around the Base with Nick Fury touring her around the helicarrier. She had already placed her cloak down since this whole base was filled with secret agents, who would spill her identity? “Here’s where we keep weapons and gadgets inspired by you.” Nick Fury said as she looked at the different things that were being tested. Cloaks filled with weapons that can be used at anytime. masks with built in lasers. An invisibility cloak. All similar to hers but different sorts of upgrades and such.

“Maya Stark, meet Dr.Curt Conner. Dr.Curt Conner, meet Maya Stark” I nodded at Dr. Curt Conner as I saw a missing arm? he soon pushed down his arm and stuck it out for me to shake with a grin as I shaked his hand.

“It’s nice to meet the daughter of a genius like Stark. Makes me wonder if you’ve inherited those genes”

“She had. How do you think she’d be able to help build the Iron Man suit Mr.Stark is using now and have a much higher IQ then a lot of her scientists”

“Would you ever be in interest of working with us?” Dr.Curt asked as I politely shook my head.

“I’m made for the field. As much as I love too, I have a good reputation of Mistress to uphold.”

“Yes, yes. I’ve seen you fight, your a good one.”

“She’s obviously the better Stark” Fury said, I’m guessing he’s not much of a fan of Dad.

“Have she taken the entrance simulation yet?”

“She’s just about to”

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Peter quickly changed back to normal and ran into the cafeteria from the lockers -one of them having Flash in them- to see MJ holding an unconscious Harry.

“Oh, this is all my fault.” Peter looked up from Harry to see Mr.Osborn. “Mr. Osborn. I'm sorry” Mr.Osborn picked up Harry, scowling.

“Why apologize Peter? What could you have possibly done?” Mr.Osborn left with Peter looking down guilty. ‘I wish Maya was here, maybe then She could’ve helped protect him and...clean up my mess once again…’

Soon Peter got home to aunt May cooking. “Peter!”

“Hey Aunt May”

“Are you okay? I heard there was trouble at your school”

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I know what you're thinking: Spider-Man lives at home with his doting old aunt? Loser. Think again. My aunt is pretty cool. She works all day. Then Monday night she's at yoga. Tuesday, it's French cooking. Thursday it's bowling. Her full schedule lets me come and go as I please. Of course I have to keep the Spidey stuff on the down low. There's no way she'd approve of her little Petey mixing it up with super villains. At least it’s easier for Maya. Her dad already knows about her secret as well as mines so she doesn’t sneak around.

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“yes, Aunt May, Those psychos never touched me” I wish I could say the same for Harry.

“You know what. If we had Norman Osborn or Tony Stark's money, I would put you in private school immediately.”

“Yeah, that’d be sweet. Hey when’s dinner?”

“It's almost ready, put the candles on the cake”

“Cake?”

“Yeah, the one right there on the counter” Aunt May pointed to the boxed cake. I chuckled and smiled. Maya once again cleans up my mess. I went up to my room and sat down after a nice dinner and cake. It was weird not to eat with Maya since she comes EVERY night..she must be training hard to become what Fury promised huh? Ultimate Mistress... Nice ring to it. I looked back at at the picture of me and Maya from where we were in science camp when we were 11. You’re always there to clean up after me Maya. Not once have I ever returned the countless favors you had done for me… maybe it's time to change that. I nodded to myself and changed into Spider-Man and gone out to the S.H.I.E.L.D helicarrier that up in the air. Okay, let's do this. Put out the welcome mat S.H.I.E.L.D. Spidey's come a callin. Fury's right. With his help, I can do better. I'm done with this one-sided duo loser routine. It's time for me to step up and show the big boys and Maya what the Ultimate Spider-Man can do. I shot my web up high for it to backfire and not reach the Helicarrier...Great. I began falling as I brought out Fury’s web shooter he gave me. Fury's tech boys better be on their game or I'm street pizza. Whoa! Yeah! Okay, not too clunky. I thought to myself as I gripped onto the Helicarrier.

“Intruder alert. Intruder Alert” Lasers came out from the Helicarrier and began blasting me as I dodged them while holding onto the steel wall of the Helicarrier.

“Whoa! What is this? Blast the Spider-Man and win a panda?” I started webbing all of them before I lost my footing and fell. I quickly shot another web and got myself up there again but on top of the Helicarrier instead.

“Intruder Alert. Intruder Alert” Then out of nowhere, all the laser targeted me… I was cornered. Then out of nowhere, all the laser targeted me… I was cornered. I turned to my side to see Nick Fury, who turned off the security system with a press of a button. I quickly took off my mask and saluted. “Your friendly neighborhood Ultimate Spider-Man reporting for duty sir!““ Welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D. Spider-Man. Hope you survive the experience. “ Nick Fury said as he walked off leaving Peter there standing awkwardly. “Uhh, to be continued?”

#Peter Parker x OC #Spiderman x Mistress #Nova x Mistress #Sam x OC #Danny x OC #Ultimate Spiderman #Tony Stark's daughter #Stark!OC #White tiger #Power-man

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red-applesith · 6 years

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I love your meta works! I have a question regarding the interrogation scene in TFA. Why do you think Rey was so calm? Her first question is 'where am I?' and she sounds relatively collected given the circumstances. I imagened myself in her position. Strapped down to a chair, facing a massive guy in a mask. I would expect to be raped and be in utter panic. She only tears up much later. Do you think she's just not as easily scared, or is Ben not as intimidating to her as a 'monster' should be?

Thank you for your kind words!

Daaamn, that’s a REALLY good question! I think there’s much to say about that.

Context

First of all, when watching the movie (or any movie for that matter), it’s essential to make the distinction between what the character knows and what the audience knows.

It’s especially crucial with Star Wars because the audience knows or expects a great deal more than the characters themselves about the world they inhabit.

And that’s why fans tend to make connections between characters or events that are not connected in-universe.

Recent example: Rey’s parentage.

Rey must be Luke’s daughter!

Jyn Erso is Rey’s mum.

Qi'ra is Han’s love interest, and Rey’s mum, meaning Rey and Kylo are half-siblings!

It doesn’t matter if the timelines don’t align. Fans WANT to find connections and connect the dots.

In movies, especially in The Force Awakens, some things are meant to only make sense to the character at this point of the story (every single line spoken by Kylo Ren for instance) which leave us, the fans, speculating to no end.

However, to speculate, we need specific tools, which brings me to my second point.

What are the tools in our possession as an audience to understand Star Wars?

1. Star Wars legacy and tie-in materialOn top of their knowledge of the Star Wars stories that came before, Star Wars fans have access to supplemental content such as books, games, TV series and an extensive database to feed their theories about a character’s motivations or background. Doesn’t matter if some of that is not canon anymore. Some basic concepts exist.

That’s why Reylo fans correctly predicted the Force bond. We labeled Rey and Kylo the new Bastilla and Revan because the parallels existed and from there, the Force bond made perfect sense.

2. Codes and conventionsIn every form of art, ‘there’s a way to do things,’ codes and conventions that give us some clues about a character’s true feelings or where a story is heading. That’s why some movies are predictable while others have a shocking, unexpected ending. That’s also why ‘genres’ (romantic comedies, horror movies, thrillers, etc…) exist.

In movies, codes are what brings meaning to what’s going on on-screen, while conventions are more about how things are done.

And the truth is, there are many codes and conventions the audience understand instinctively, even if they never studied Media Studies 101.

Why is that? Because those codes emerged over the years, and as the audience saw them on-screen over and over again, they became part of our culture. For instance, imagine a character in a bathroom opening a medicine cabinet. How many of us expect to see the reflection of a menacing figure in the mirror as soon as the character closes the cabinet? (answer: a lot)

Another good illustration of that phenomenon is that meme:

But I’ll go back to that later; first I want to discuss one last point before getting into the breakdown of the interrogation scene.

3. The viewer’s experience/baggage

There’s one last tool we use as an audience: Our personal experience/feelings/bias.

That one is the most contentious because for obvious reasons, no two human beings have the same life experience, ambitions, or fears, and art is one of the most subjective human concepts. We all react differently to images and situations (Wonder what fuels nerd wars or ship wars? Look no further.)

Dynamic of the interrogation scene

Okay, let’s get into this for real.

Do I think Rey is afraid of being raped?No

Why?Because I don’t think that rape is a concept she’s ‘aware’ or afraid of.

Okay, some might think this is a bold statement, but let me explain my reasoning.

First of all, in Force Awakens, Rey’s Survival Guide and Before the awakening, we see a glimpse of Rey’s life on Jakku, and we know she’s been pretty much alone all of her life. Despite that, she’s not afraid; Not afraid to rescue BB-8 from Teedo, not afraid to refuse to sell BB-8 to Plutt, not afraid to fight Plutt’s thugs.

>> Rey isn’t afraid to say no to male figures.

If Jakku were a place where women are sexually exploited or mistreated, Rey would react very differently to these situations, wouldn’t she? She would hide and keep her head down at all time. That’s clearly not the case here.

Now, picture Jakku and Niima Outpost, especially in the movie. It’s hot and dusty, like Tatooine. Plutt is an asshole, like Watto. But do we see slaves in skimpy outfits or any sleazy bar? The answer is no.

World building 101: Jakku and Rey’s early life is sexless.

It doesn’t mean Rey is ignorant about sex; it just says she has no reason to associate danger or punishment to sexual violence, she just has no frame of reference for that.

And I believe that’s a very deliberate choice from the writers. In both TFA and TLJ, Rey and women, in general, are not sexualized. Even Bazine, who is the ‘femme fatale spy’ of The Force Awakens is clothed from tip to toe. And when we see boobs in TLJ, we see the Thala sirens and the weird lady in the casino with the floating dog.

(Btw, it’s super interesting because TFA and TLJ draw a lot of parallels with the previous movies obviously, but the exciting thing to study is what is missing.

For instance, even if we don’t know who Maz is, it takes no more than a scene in TFA to understand what she’s not: Maz’s castle is not Jabba’s palace. There are no cruel games, no slave dancing for the male gaze, etc…)

Is the audience afraid on behalf of Rey?Yes

Why?We didn’t grow up on Jakku. For us, sexual violence is real and female suffering and sexual exploitation a staple of our entertainment and culture.

Narrative codes taught us that female characters restrained to metal chairs do not belong to romantic comedies; they belong to horror movies and stories about serial killers. Our brain is conditioned to recognize such patterns, and it’s entirely reasonable to be afraid for Rey at that moment.

Is Kylo talking about sex?I don’t think so. But I think Lawrence Kasdan and J.J. Abrams knew that the audience was going to understand it that way.

Code and conventions:

‘That this is not the face of a villain threatening sexually our hero:’

Let’s compare with Javier Bardem’s character, Raul Silva, in Casino Royale

Code and conventions:

‘Yeah…That’s more like it.’

Codes and conventions are amazing, I love them

Why?In Force Awakens especially, Kylo is the writers’ puppet. His lines are the most meta of them all: What Kylo says and what he means are two very different things.

Is Ben intimidating to Rey?To an extent, yes, but not as much as Kylo/Ben is intimidating to us, the audience, and maybe not for the reasons we think of. Also probably not as much as he’d like to be, to be honest.

Seeing how Rey reacts when she’s with Ben/Kylo is essential to understand her character AND the nature of their relationship.

Now, to analyze her reactions, we need to separate what we know of Kylo Ren at that point and what Rey knows.

We witnessed him killing Lor San Tekka and giving the order to kill the members of the Church of the Force, but Rey didn’t; she doesn’t know who he is, except that he followed her in the Forest and he uses the Force.

Last thing she remembers:

Code and conventions:

That’s not how you carry a prisoner Kylo. What school of villainy did you go to?

Also, as established earlier, Rey isn’t easily frightened.

When Rey wakes up, Kylo is squatting a few meters away, watching her. As far as she’s concerned, she’s not in immediate danger. (Let’s be honest; if she’d opened her eyes and found him sniffing her hair or trying to cop a feel, her reaction might have been different tbh.)

Code and conventions:

Kylo, Y U not doing what you did with Poe??

Next, she initiates the conversation, asking with defiance where she is.

How she speaks to Kylo isn’t that different to how she speaks to Teedo and Plutt. Perhaps she’s assessing the situation at that moment. How is he going to react?

Kylo’s response and reaction gives her two clues:

He calls her a guest, not a prisoner.

He answers her question (He doesn’t shout, doesn’t stay silent, doesn’t ask her to shut up).

From the get-go, Rey is already -relatively- in control.

Code and conventions:

Usually the kidnapper is in control. You’re really bad at your job, Kylo.

Rey, you’re doing great, continue like that.

Next, she mentions the mask. What does Kylo do? He removes it.

Code and conventions:

Okay… What’s going on there?

Once again, even if she’s retrained, Rey is the one in control.

Once the mask is off, you can sense a shift in her body language. She’s not scared; she’s embarrassed and confused.

Code and conventions:

That is not how you react when you’re scared.

Then, Kylo tries to get into her head and things get tough. That’s when she starts crying.

Suddenly she’s lost the control. The things she’s never talked to anyone? Kylo is finding out and she’s embarrassed about it. Embarrassed because she’s a very private person, embarrassed because she has secrets, embarrassed because her defiance is a mask, and probably embarrassed because Kylo is cute and she doesn’t know how to process what’s going on.

Some people want to argue that the whole scene is a metaphor for rape, but it’s actually closer to someone finding a teenager’s diary and reading it out loud.

Rey is very private and obviously having her inner thoughts exposed brings back lots of bad memories.

Arguably, that’s when Kylo discovers her parents:

But as I said earlier, Rey isn’t easily frightened and she fights back.

Code and conventions:

Rey is no damsel in distress or victim! She will have none of your bullshit.

Rey orders Kylo to get out of her head and what happens? He immediately moves away from her.

That’s where they start fighting mentally and she gets into his head instead

And she wins!

^ That’s the face she sees before Kylo goes running to Snoke.

Code and conventions:

That guy isn’t a threat.

>> During the whole scene, Rey might be restrained, but she’s the one in control.

So overall, Rey knows that she has nothing to be afraid of when Ben is around because she’s had the upper hand since the beginning. Now that she’s been into his head, she also knows that he’s more afraid than she is.

Also, she still has no idea what he did before they met, nor does she know what he’s about to do.

Sure, it’s open to personal interpretation but let’s look at Finn and Rey when Han and Ben are talking.

Finn is scared because he knows Kylo Ren. Rey is curious because she doesn’t think Ben has the guts to kill Han.

TL;DR: Rey isn’t scared because Kylo isn’t scary to her.

#reylo #reylo meta #kylo ren x rey #rey x kylo ren #kylo x rey #rey x kylo #MyMetasAndTheories

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sathinfection · 6 years

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my thoughts on tlj

putting beneath a readmore

overall, i’d say it was... ok. i don’t think it will stand up very well over time, and there were lots of cringey scenes (some of the humor, some of the drama) in a way that felt very um prequel-like. not gonna get into Ship Discourse but my wife misheard snoke at one point and left the theater convinced that rey and kylo were somehow twins separated at birth and was confused, but trying to make it work.

i feel like i saw a very different film than everyone else. what lots of people said was good was bad, what lots of people said was bad was good

A RUNDOWN OF THOUGHTS

i’ll admit that i went into the movie most apprehensive about finn. he’s my fave and i’d heard his section of the film was pointless and his character went nowhere. while the canto bight thing was completely unnecessary, i felt like finn actually had a really good character arc. it seemed to me like he was growing into his bravery and also totally kicked phasma’s ass. i actually liked that fight better than the one in snoke’s boudoir. yet more proof i saw a different movie than everyone else!

speaking of phasma, she’s not dead. there’s no way she’s dead. I AM CALLING IT NOW: SHE IS NOT DEAD. her armor is made of salvaged chromium from the emperor’s yacht. 1) that shit already survived being exploded once 2) chromium is super resistant to everything. that whole dramatic eye-glare thing just means that she’s gonna pop up in ep 9 with a cool missing eye. srsly i’m calling this now. i’m not even invested in her character but that was p obvious misdirection to me.

dj’s character was pretty offensive. like, the inaccurate stutter, the movements, all seemed like “oh yeah let’s give the duplicitous guy some disabilities. yeah it’ll add to the menace!’” ugh.

luke’s sloth milking was honestly so fucking weird, so early on. i wish the rest of the film had been like that tbh

every time rey and kylo reached out to each other, i thought of the “sun’s going down” gag from ragnarok. thank you taika. he is saving all of us from cringeworthy metaphors.

porgs were great! i like how chewie and the porgs became friends. zero disappointments on the porg front.

based on his luke, i actually have no idea whether or not rian’s seen the original trilogy. rian’s luke was TERRIBLE, absolutely bad and i couldn’t buy into any of it - just seemed like rian wanted to say what he wanted to say and he didn’t care about any sort of narrative consistency with THREE OTHER FILMS. i will again, bet people now that JJ will retcon luke drawing his saber on ben by revealing it was snoke manipulating him into doing it

speaking of character assassination, poe was terrible and i don’t understand why leia and holdo were just ok with him disobeying orders (IN A MILITARY!!!) and then VIOLENTLY TAKING OVER THE SHIP. oh my god. what the fuck. what the f u c k. i don’t understaaaaaaaaaaaand everyone was reacting like some sort of alien in this, and not the kind of alien like ackbar (RIP)

i’m not sure that snoke’s actually dead, but lol i killed him in an anti-climactic way first. pay me, rian.

i enjoyed all the kylux interactions a lot. i came to this pairing for the fucked up, and this movie delivered. i’m pleased that hux is still alive and ready to fuck up at everything in ep 9

renperor was a twist i didn’t expect! i liked it. i would say that i’ve gone from predicting a definite redemption (based on previous films) to expecting him to stay the big bad. if snoke’s not really dead maybe he’ll have a disappointing last-minute redemption by death. i do love villain redemptions but based on tlj, him staying evil is the most interesting.

rose is delightful! i’m pretty sure she’ll die near the beginning of ep 9, though.

still love bb8. holdo was amazing!!!

critics said the cinematography was great but i found it really bleh? no stirring landscape shots except for crait, and i didn’t like how claustrophobic a lot of the film felt. the entrance to the boudoir was nice.

editing was a total disaster. even going in the movie pre-spoiled i had difficulty following the internal timeline and i felt like the cuts between scenes were jumpy.

anyway i’m looking forward to what JJ does with 9 and also going to see ragnarok a fifth time

#tlj spoilers // //// ////

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thebastardofgloucester · 6 years

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all the posts collating reactions to The Empire Strikes Back or writing mock Rotten Tomatoes reviews to imply that the criticisms of this film aren’t worth paying attention to are just…so missing the point

exactly two works that said what ‘Star Wars’ was existed at the time of Empire’s release in 1980: Star Wars (not yet renamed ‘A New Hope’) and Alan Dean Foster’s 'Splinter of the Mind’s Eye’ (a sequel written in case Star Wars was a flop that could be filmed on a shoestring budget and without Harrison Ford. It’s Wild and puts the lie to the idea that Lucas had any idea where the Skywalker story was going; highly recommend)

in the year of our Lord 2017, The Last Jedi was released as the third film in a revival of a six film, single creative vision franchise, with the added baggage of over two decades of novels, comics, video games, and other media (the only thing ever fully expelled from canon was the infamous holiday special, which, honestly, had greater creative merit than some of the stuff that got to stay)

what’s the point? Expectations. No, not people who didn’t want anything to change and are Mad About It or whatever facile narrative the authors of those blog posts and reviews are using to explain why this film is probably more divisive than the goddamn prequels. The problem is that not only does The Last Jedi clash with decades of fandom, it is even at loggerheads with its sister films in this particular revival. and it doesn’t get the same benefit of the doubt that ESB got because that’s not how franchises and fandoms actually work. you don’t get to ignore everything that came before to tell your own story. they have to work together.

Sure, not everybody read the EU (and trust me some of them are better off for it). But almost everybody saw The Force Awakens, most of them saw Rogue One, and a fair number of them, old and young fans alike, eagerly consumed the New EU content that offered glimpses into how the events of The Force Awakens came about and what mysteries were set up in what was effectively a reboot rather than a sequel. Generally, you know, regardless of how much you hate 'puzzleboxes,’ it is reasonable to expect that what one film sets up will have a payoff in the next, particularly when the first film takes such care to be sensitive to what the fans want (as JJ and Kasden did with TFA) - because while this is a money faucet for Disney, sure, there’s no point in bringing this franchise back without those fans (and of course, their kids) - and what they got from Rian and the Lucasfilm story team was…a confirmation that they had been wasting their time. It’s all well and good to pull the rug out from under the audience (as this film does incessantly) but it’s cynical bullshit to basically bait them with promo material and the preceding canon and then to deliver on basically nothing and expect everyone to just be okay with it. This film effectively penalizes the people who cared the most and spent the most time engaging with The Force Awakens and rewards people who may not have really been here for what Lucas was selling to begin with. As one review put it, it ‘does not care what you think about Star Wars’.

But when you set expectations as deliberately as Kennedy and the Lucasfilm Story Group did in JJ and Kasden’s TFA, it’s not great writing to blow them to pieces mid-narrative. It’s just lazy. the idea that Rey has no connection to the Skywalker line? a good idea, potentially, but clumsily executed, as it is played out less as an important revelation and more an excuse to not actually give any kind of answer to how Rey came to be Ben’s equal on the Light (or why she even is ‘Light’ honestly; I love Angry Rey but there’s seemingly no danger in her temptation) or where she got a skill set rivaled in this franchise only by literal Space Jesus Anakin Skywalker. Snoke is a one-noted villain; having him be betrayed by Kylo in the midst of his own villain arc? a very good idea. it belongs as the climax of the film, not the end of act 2 so there is no time for anything to breathe, just more never-ending crises and hardship.

Like, spare me the 'force visions are unreliable’ (Rey’s was unlike anything we had seen before, it wasn’t Anakin’s nightmare or Luke on Dagobah) bs; the film didn’t say that what Rey saw was wrong for x reason, it just pretended that it never happened and Rey didn’t say anything about it); spare me ‘our heroes have to fail and sometimes all the plans don’t work out’ we know that, we live in the real world of 2017 but while making your clever point you have wasted the presence of three extremely talented actors of color, and let down the audiences waiting for a chance to see people who look like them be the heroes for once. instead it turns out they didn’t actually matter all that much, but maybe next film!

It’s not clever. It’s not visionary. It’s cheap, it’s cowardly, and it isn’t actually that original because the film leaves us exactly where we expected. Poe is the leader and Leia’s heir to command, Finn is a newly-committed Rebel brimming with unrealized potential, Rey is a Jedi character (amorphously defined) who we know exactly as much about as we started, Luke is gone, even if he went out in pretty spectacular fashion, Carrie’s death means that Leia will be leaving us soon, and Kyle Ben has become the big bad. That’s the only real development - Snoke’s death and Ben’s rejection of his redemption - and it’s buried under Rey, our erstwhile heroine, being a vehicle for the villain’s character development. The only character this film particularly cares about is a white fascist who gets every chance to be redeemed and rejects them while the film expects us to keep caring.

So, yeah. People are mad. Not because of the same ‘the series is changed forever now’ shit that the haters of ESB were on about. Because the real changes? Ben being the real villain, the smallfolk of the galaxy being the source of light and conduits of the Force? I don’t see anyone complaining all that hard about them.

the complaints are about the damage done to beloved characters for…not all that much of a payoff. the misuse and marginalization of the characters of color. the disdain with which the script treats the nostalgia of the Force Awakens. the unrelenting pace of the film that just grinds the Resistance (and the audience) down and just tells them to trust us, even as more and more and more is taken away. Rey’s parentage isn’t the only thing cast aside - promises of developments in Finn’s story - his identity, his potential to cause a revolt in the First Order, even his force sensitivity (you want a force user from nothing? how about a child soldier from a nameless family who as we are continually reminded used to be on sanitation crew) - are broken. Rey has her dream of family taken away…and replaced with…well the film doesn’t really bother to say because she’s a plot device for most of act 3. We don’t get to see her reject Ren and leave him. Because this isn’t her story; it’s his. Kylo is unconscious, so the scene is over. Tell me how that is a satisfying arc for our erstwhile protagonist? Poe’s character is completely uprooted from what we’ve seen before to make him an obnoxious hotheaded menace whose emotions threaten the survival of the Resistance if two old white women aren’t able to keep him in check. Rose says a lot and gets to do almost nothing. Luke…Luke is torn down to justify the fall of Ben Solo, never given the chance to establish a meaningful bond with his erstwhile successor, and is only given the chance to atone by acting as a diversion to give the others time to escape. he dies alone, a failure, even if he is at peace with how things turned out.

last year we were shown a movie in the wake of one of the more traumatic political events in the life of the people on this website where a diverse and sympathetic cast fight hard and are entirely wiped out. But their deaths come in a spectacular and charged finale that carries the desperation and grief and pathos through into the beginning of the story we know and love. it all feels worth something. Rogue One has its flaws as a film but it comes together in a way that The Last Jedi does not. In the end, what Jyn and Cassian and the others do is just enough to get the plans away, to start the sequence of events that will lead to the Empire’s destruction.

Here?

there’s just not enough left. not enough of the Resistance, not enough story, not enough hope.

to have that hope repeatedly stripped away and cynically exploited through a narrative that drags the characters from crisis to crisis without bothering to justify itself or its role in the story (while retreading the highlights of Episodes V and VI without the emotional depth to back them up), and in so doing wears down the audience as much as the characters is not why I have devoted so much of my life and emotional energy to this series about space wizards and their galaxy-destroying family squabbles and eventual chance for redemption. for all his many, many faults, George Lucas understood that.

you can’t just talk about hope. sooner or later you have to see it. You have to feel that what you are suffering will be worth it. The text needs to tell you as much. it’s clumsy and cliched and it is necessary. In the Empire Strikes Back, after Han is captured and Luke is beaten, the turning point is Lando. Lando changes the course of the movie, rescuing Leia and Chewie, who rescue Luke. They live to fight another day, and at the end they are wounded but among friends.

the moment in The Last Jedi where that could have happened was when Leia’s signal went out. How terrific would it have been if after being betrayed by a scoundrel the original scoundrel with a heart of gold, Lando Calrissian, arrives at the head of a fleet made up of all the alien races so inexplicably missing from the sequel trilogy so far, fending off the First Order long enough for the Resistance to escape with most of the survivors on Crait?

But Rian had to have one last twist of the knife. so nobody came. only Luke, and only as a distraction to buy time that ultimately cost him his life and reduced his legacy to giving everything to atone for his past sins. there is no Lando moment. there is no turning point, no moment where a larger victory is hinted at. and no, a single stable boy far, far away from the war is not the same thing. It makes an interesting point about the force and the metanarrative of Star Wars. It is not what this film needed after everything it put its characters and audience through.

and so at the end I’m not hopeful. I’m just tired. So, very tired. And I miss what made me fall in love with this series about space wizards and the Skywalker family in the first place

#martinus watches the last jedi #the last jedi spoilers #tlj spoilers #tlj negativity #rian does not love star wars like I love star wars #I'm just so. tired.#I need to watch Rebels or ROTJ and remember Star Wars can be like fun

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benbarnesescape · 7 years

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Blood, Sex and Whiskey - Part 1

Warnings: All the SMUT. Not even close to feeling sorry about it

A/N: I caved in. I had to. I can’t with Ben promos. He does play this great villain that you can write fan fiction into beautifully so that’s exactly what I did. This is going to be in three parts, each coming out randomly leading up to the premier of The Punisher.

We need something to get us through this heat wave lol.

Please note I’m writing this based off my knowledge of the comics I’ve read, a little of the 00s movie and what I HYPOTHESIZE (note the emphasis) of where Netflix could take it based on the very little information shared ha ha

Tags: To these two special gals who urged me to get this out @iheartbinbons @binbonsadoration

Neon lights blinked against the dark haze of the night, twinkling against the backdrop of the city. You stood against the brick wall, a distant shadow in the night, as you took another drag of your cigarette, letting the toxic chemicals fill your lungs before expelling them into the night air.

They were late. For the past month you had been monitoring The Russo Boys, a group of men that were for hire throughout the ganglands of New York. Their leader, Billy Russo, otherwise known as the ‘Beaut’ was your primary target. You had spent months monitoring him, learning his brain. While the Russo Boys were dangerous, they were puppets in contrast to the lethal mastermind in their leader. He was ruthless, military trained, cold. Dangerous and borderline psychotic.

Also a key piece in getting to Costa, the first gang leader that was key to unlocking taking down this dark underworld.

You checked your watch before gripping your black leather jacket tighter to you, trying to fend off the cool autumn air as your ranking officer, Commander Jenkins, reported in your ear.

"Lady Viper report."

"They're late."

Silence. Then,

"Keep us posted when they arrive."

"Yes-" you stop, watching carefully as a large black sedan rolls up to the bar. Three men fall out, laughter ringing in the air, half empty bottles of alcohol gripped tightly in their hands. The distiller mingling with their menace.

You wait a beat before the tall stature of a man steps out of the passenger seat. A dark grey tux with a navy blue tie, leather shoes, an edgy haircut. The pretty boy in Billy Russo made him a namesake in the underworld. He was handsome. Could charm his way out of anything. His dark eyes flitted across the street, surveying his surroundings. Quickly passing over your spot in the shadows, your lit cigarette discreetly hidden from his line of sight. It was those eyes, dark and predatory, that made him dangerous.

"They’re here sir."

"Good. We have to figure out who the gangland is going to target next. From our previous contact, sounded like someone important. We can’t afford to not find out who that is.”

"Got it sir. Immerse and extract."

You take one last drag of the cigarette before stomping it out on the gravely sidewalk.

"Oh and agent." You cross the street, looking both ways as your hair beats against your face. “Be careful"

You walked into the muggy bar, ignoring the stale smell of beer and cigarettes. Ignored the way the room stops for a minute, taking you in as you make the short walk to the bar.

You were too overdressed for this bar. Hell, you were too overdressed for this neighborhood. Your designer black dress hugged over your curves, stopping short mid-thigh as it peeled against your skin. You opted for ankle boots, the black leather glistening in the tinted light. You wore your hair down, to guise the earpiece you had in your ear, and the thick curls fell down your back.

You were dressed for attention. Dressed to get a specific person’s attention.

You leaned over the bar, smiling as the large man who owned the small establishment smiled at you, giving you a brief hug before whispering in your ear. Retired navy, Louie Vertimillo was one of the best undercovers there was out there. He worked stings and had been with you on this case for about a year.

He had taught you everything you knew and then some.

“They got this place wired down. I’d take that earpiece out if I were you. Billy’s meeting with a top gun in the back and there paranoid.” His voice is low as he squeezes you and laugh, squealing as you give him a hug.

“It’s great to see you too Uncle Louie!” you say squeezing his shoulder in response.

You pull back before hearing Jenkins say in your ear,

“Understood – we’ll have agent’s monitoring the establishment if things go south. Alpha team out.”

You whipped your hair, tugging on the small black piece before letting it fall to the floor, strategically stepping on the technology before skirting it away with your foot to blend in with the other collected dirty from the bar, comfortably finding a seat on your bar stool.

“The usual?” he asks and you nod, rolling up the sleeves of your jacket.

“Of course. Can you put on the game? The cable is out at my place.”

He nods as he pours vodka into the small glass, pouring a bit of olive juice before handing it over to you. He lazily makes his way to the remote, switching the station from the dull 90s sitcom to a baseball match and you stare back, trying to be invested.

In actuality, you were surveying the territory. There were five goons spread across the bar that were apart of Billy’s crew. Ten more scattered periodically throughout the small bar but you couldn’t gauge who they worked for. Someone rich. Outfitted in dark, military attire, they popped out amongst the other patrons of the bar.

It’s less than ten minutes that you hear laughter, the low mumble of voices peeping out a room in the back of the bar. Out of your line of site and too far to hear effectively.

“Then you’ll get it done. Within the week.” The older voice breaks through the sound of the bar as a door squeals open, the light patter of footsteps following. You perk up, groaning as the game switches to a new inning to cover up hearing the new voice better.

“Consider it done sir.”

That sultry voice is distinct and clear. Billy Russo.

He appears minutes later, turning the corner walking beside an older man with wavy grey hair that matched piercing grey eyes. There were four additional men flanking them as they walked to the entrance of the bar, talking in low murmured voices.

“I need him out of the picture. We can’t proceed with our plans if he’s in the way.”

Billy smirks, rolling his eyes in an exaggerated motion before they land on you as you casually throw your hair over your shoulder, temporarily making eye contact. He quirks an eyebrow as he stuffs his hands in his pocket before returning his eyes to Frank Costa chuckles, putting on black gloves as he shakes his head.

“Frank, have I ever steered you wrong. We will get all of this handled for you by the deadline.”

The older man looks at him, before heaving a large sigh and turning to one of his men to hand him his jacket.

“You better. This is one thing you cannot mess up.”

You had been listening so intently that you had missed one of Billy’s henchmen slink up to you, taking a seat beside you before saying,

“What’s a pretty little thing like you doing in a bar like this?”

You roll your eyes as you take a long sip of your martini before saying,

“Watching the game, trying to ignore dumb assholes like you from interrupting my peaceful time.”

You try to hold back a disgusted sigh as he scoots closer, his sour breath hitting your nostrils.

“You don’t look the type to watch baseball,” his eyes snake up your body as he tries to throw an arm over your shoulder. “And you sure as hell don’t look like you belong here.”

You shrug his heavy, dead arm off of you, throwing him an annoyed look.

“Grew up in this neighborhood my whole life. Watching baseball and dealing with dumb as nail assholes like you is a specialty of mine.”

He gives you a nasty grin, the wrinkles in his younger face biting into his eyes. He was probably only in his early twenties but the reality of his world, violence at a young age mingled with drugs and alcohol had stolen his youthful looks, already aging his tight skin.

He probably wouldn’t make it to see thirty.

“I’d love to see that honey.” He scoots closer to you and you grip your martini glass tighter, debating the quickest way to dispatch of him and the three other thugs hovering by.

“Stand down Johnny boy.” The smooth voice cuts through the air and you both turn, watching as Billy slowly walks over, the other guests long gone from the establishment.

“But boss…” Johnny whines as Billy strolls between you two, looking over at the young henchman with a quirked eyebrow.

“Do I need to take you out back and teach you some manners? She said she wasn’t interested so step down.”

You watch as the lanky, tall man slithers away before returning your eyes to Billy who was watching you with curious eyes.

“What’s a dame like you doing in a place like this?”

It’s not a smooth pick up line, far from it in fact, but it serves a purpose. Figure out whether you’re worth going after or continue hunting for new prey. You smile, taking a sip of your drink as you glance up at the TV.

“Like I told your rude friend, I’m enjoying a drink while watching the game.”

He watches you, snapping his fingers at Louie who appears quickly, cleaning a glass as he asks.

“You want your usual Billy?”

“Yea. And another – dirty martini is it – for the lady,” Billy says it slowly as his eyes drinks up your body as he asks you, “I guess I should be more specific. What’s a pretty thing like you doing on this side of town? I’m with Johnny boy on this one – a woman like you don’t belong in a place like this.”

You smirk before looking at Louie who’s mixing your drink with mild amusement on his face.

“He’s my uncle. Try to see him once a week. Missed him this week at Sunday dinner so I figured I could drop by for a drink, watch the game and then head back to my hotel. Got a problem with that…?”

“Billy,” he fills in, watches you with a mixture of interest and distrust, before he looks over at Louie.

“This one of your Boston nieces Louie? Going to school for law or something like that.”

Louie smiles as he places both drinks in front of you, giving a nod.

“Medical school. Yea. This is Y/N. She’s in town visiting her family during her autumn break and I invited her to the bar.”

The story is false, something that Louise had planting in the Russo’s gang ears for a year. The first seed to sprout.

“A smart lady in a not so smart neighborhood. Who would’ve figured?” He takes a sip of the golden drink in his glass as he sits beside you. His cologne wafts off of him and you close your eyes, trying to align your thinking and refocus.

From a distance he was attractive. You knew that. But up close he was more so. A shadowed beard that peppered over a chiseled jawline. Dark, chocolate eyes that greedily took in your body as his dark voice sent shivers up your spine. The problem was, Billy Russo was exactly the kind of bad boy you would get yourself tangled with for months outside of work.

You always were a sucker for a bad boy.

“You more a Yankees fan or are you into the cubs?”

You open your eyes, shooting him a flirty side eye before taking a sip.

“I’m a Brooklyn girl. Of course I’m rooting for the Yankees.”

He smiles taking another sip of his drink as he asks,

“Of course you are. That accent and attitude. Wouldn’t expect anything else,” another sip. “Tell me more about yourself.”

You snort, looking up at the TV to continue to watch the game.

“Let’s both drop the bullshit and be honest with each other,” you lean into him, your hair brushing against his shoulder. “You don’t care about why I’m a doctor, why I like the Yankees or how I know Louie. You walked over here because you had one goal in mind. I know because it’s the same goal I had when you walked into the room.”

He throws back his drink, placing it on the bar before leaning closer to you, your breath intermingling with the other.

“And what would that be sweetheart?”

You smirked, finishing your second glass before placing your hand on his knee.

“That you want to take me to the bathroom and fuck me senseless.”

His hand moves to your exposed thigh, moving slowly up the exposed skin and you part your legs slightly, allowing him access to that spot that was already pooling with wetness.

“Then what are we still doing here?”

This was wrong. Not because you were using sex to get information, because you wanted to use sex to get your way. You felt dirty as you slammed into the abandoned bathroom toward the back of the bar. Dirty to be lip locked with someone like him, a ruthless killer and murderer, someone who had no disregard for human life. When he pushed you against the bathroom stall door, looking at you with that predatory craving as he stripped out of his suit jacket, for a second you almost forgot. Because even knowing that he was cold blooded killer, he was also exactly the kind of cocktail of a man that you would allow to put you in this situation.

He walked toward you, his hand firmly gripping your hips as he bent down to kiss you, his tongue clashing against your own. Your hands got lost in his hair, drawing him closer to you as he deepened the kiss, a low growl emitting from his throat.

“You are the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in a long time sweetheart.” His mouth trails down your neck and you give a low groan, throwing your head back against the cold steel door.

“Diamonds normally don’t make it out of this town without being branded,” he bites down on your neck causing you to yelp and he smiles, laving at the tender area. “I want everyone to know that you’re mine.”

His voice is dark and malicious and if it wasn’t for the softness of the words you’d be afraid. Instead you smile as you roll your head back to look up at him, a confident smirk plastered on your face.

“Who says I’m up for belonging to you or anyone else for that matter?”

He chuckles, his right arm trailing back up your body and pulling on the straps of your dress, making them snap against your skin.

“Most girls would die to belong to someone. Especially someone like me.”

You snort, your hands nimbly unbuttoning his shirt.

“Most girls waste their time trying to convince men like you that they want to be your servant. I’m not a girl I’m a woman. And all I want,” your hands trails down to his pants, brushing past his erection causing him to give an involuntary groan. “Is to have you singing my name by the end of the night.”

It’s aggressive and for a second you’re afraid it’s too much. However Billy groans, biting down on his lips as his fingers bit deeper into your flesh.

“Hmmm sweetheart where were you before I shackled down for my piss for brains wife?”

You laugh, squeezing his hard erection, your lips brushing against his own.

“Busy fucking someone else who could care less about you or your dumb wife.”

Billy growls, his lips seizing yours again as you make busy work of his belt, easily pushing it aside to unbutton the soft fabric. When your hand finds the bands of his brief and brush against his naval he groans into the kiss, pulling away to watch you slide the material down, your eyes never breaking his as you move down to your knees. He watches you in lust as his erection bobs free, the thick muscle standing at attention and you eye it greedily.

“You want to continue to bore me with your story of your life or would you like me to take care of this?”

The dark chuckle that escapes him sends a shiver up your spine as he leans forward, teasing his penis around your mouth.

“Continue to sass me and I’ll make sure you never get the chance to get bored,” he grabs a handful of your hair as you lick your lips hungrily. “Or I could just deprive you of the thing you want the most. You seem like a greedy little slut.”

He pulls away and you mewl, biting your lips before looking up at him.

“It’s not fair to tease.”

He throws his head back, laughing and you can’t help but to admire him for a second, take in his dark beauty. Then he’s looking back at you, his pupils blown black as his hips thrust folder.

“Then show me that it’s been worth my time.”

You eagerly oblige, grabbing the back of one of his thighs and bringing him closer to you, encasing your mouth around his hard erection. He moans as you take him in slowly, the muscles in your jaw expanding as he fills you. You’re not ashamed at the way spit spews around you, trailing down your chin as your tongue runs down the thick vein throbbing in your throat. He throws his head back, his mouth a large shaped O as you begin bobbing your head back and forth slowly. Lost in the way your red lipstick is staining against his skin as he bottoms out into you slowly, can’t pay attention to the way you dig in his pocket, looking for anything that could help you find out what his meeting with Frank.

While you were always down for a good lay, you also had a job to fulfill.

You find your treasure in the form of a paper and grab onto it, pulling it back and stuffing it into your leather jacket that’s beside you, your eyes watching his carefully.

He looks down at you seconds later, his hooded watching you carefully as he murmurs,

“Sweetheart you should be in a fucking art museum you look so damn good wrapped around my cock.”

You moan and he throws his head back in another pleasurable groan, his hands raking through your hair as you speed up around him before he slams into you, causing you to gag before pulling away.

“You aren’t going to get me to cum before I can get a taste of that pretty little pussy.”

He grabs your arms, pulling you up before his mouth finds yours, his tongue hungrily devouring you. He groans at his taste as his hands lift your dress up around your stomach, before lifting you.

You squeal as he pulls at your underwear, yanking them down before looking up at you in desire.

“There’s something about you,” his erection teases at your entrance and you groan, rolling your head back. “That can drive a man insane.”

He watches you slowly as he enters you, and your nails bite into his shoulders as you throw your head back.

“Fuck….” You whisper as he bottoms out into you and you look back down at him, your hair hooding your eyes.

This was dangerous. You were both attracted to each other, sure, but there was something else. You wanted to know more about him. More beyond his file of growing up in a domestic home, getting involved with gangs at a young age that ultimately made him the bloodhound of the underground gang syndicate.

Wanted to know him.

You were either getting to close or had to take a vacation and invest in a boyfriend.

His hips snap into you and you scream, loud and unashamedly as his hands dig into your flesh, watching you.

“Come back to me sweetheart. You’re about to miss the best part.”

You smile, leaning down to kiss him as he slowly drives into you, your walls tightening around his growing erection, filling you. Hitting all those places that have you moaning out his name in reverence, your hands tangled in his hair as he pumps into you faster, controlled as he watches you. Then he’s lifting your leg and hitting that spot that has you throwing your head back, your back arching as your hips swivel against him and he smiles, watching the way you try to ride against him.

“There’s a girl. That’s right sweetheart, I know you’re close.”

His hand flits down to your clit and you’re done, your eyes shielded by a white pleasure as you crumble around him. He chases after his orgasm just as quickly, your limp body falling on him as he comes into you, screaming out your name before his head falls into the crevice of your check exhausted.

You stay there for what feel like seconds before you pull away slowly, untangling yourself from him and he steps back, pulling up his pants as you straighten your dress pulling up your underwear. You grab a paper towel and clean yourself before trying to fix your hair, running your hands through the curly strands.

You throw on your leather jacket, digging in your pocket to ensure the paper is still in its place. You smile as you brush against it, before pulling out your vial of lipstick and running it over your lips.

He’s watching you as he finishes buttoning up his shirt, leaning down to throw on his jacket before walking behind you.

“How long are you in town?”

His voice is different than before. It’s still dark and commanding but there a softness to the normal edge.

Swish, slam, dunk. You had gotten your claws into him.

“Another two weeks. Then classes start up again.”

You turn around, leaning back against the sink as you look up at him.

“Why? Want to make me your girlfriend?”

He chuckles, placing his hands on either side of you as he leans down into you.

“You’d be my mistress. After all, I am a married man,” he lifts his left hand and you roll your eyes. “Anyway, I’d like to see you. It’s nice to be in company with someone who holds more intelligence than a bag of potatoes. So how about it? Wanna join me for a nice dinner?”

His face is inches away and you inhale his scent again, now mingled with yours before you whisper,

“Sounds perfect. You can ask Louie for my number,” you brush past him and he smirks, lowering his head before turning toward you. “I’m the kind of woman you have to chase to prove your loyalty.”

He laughs as you push out of the bar, watching in mild amusement the patrons who follow you across the bar. You give a slot nod to Louie who is watching you with an amused smirk on his face, shaking his head.

“I’ll see you later Uncle Louie. Oh and Billy might ask for something of mine – feel free to share.”

Your voice resonates in the large space before men are catcalling and whistling and you roll your eyes as you walk out the door, the dark night embracing you as you begin walking down the street. You wait until five blocks until a dark sedan pulls beside you and you snake in, dipping into the leather seat as you seat beside Jenkins.

“So?” he asks and you sigh, shaking your head as you pull out the paper.

Billy Russo was also known to write down the names of his predatory on idle paper. Never discards it without killing them. He’s also been known to misplace it, a messy flaw on his end but by the time it’s realized the target is usually dead.

This paper was no different.

You scan through the paper, reading through the scribbled note before your breathe sticks in your throat and you look up urgently at Jenkins.

“We got to shift our recon. His next target is Frank Castle.”

Part 2

#billy russo #billy russo x reader #ben barnes #the punisher

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Why do so many people hate the fantastic four? I know that the movies aren't so good but still. People seem to mostly like the villains, especially doctor doom but not the fantastic four. What makes people not like them compared to other superhero teams?

Misconceptions. People see them as outdated, but what they think the FF are like doesn’t have much bearing on the FF’s actual lives/personalities in the comics and is infinitely less interesting. For one thing, people have the mistaken impression that the FF are always bright and sunny and happy and go around having silly, over-the-top adventures in space, which they aren’t and don’t. It’s literally the complete opposite of what they were originally envisioned to be – realistically flawed people with real problems and realistic lives – and what made them so revolutionary. And just – make no mistake, the FF have known more than their fair share of tragedy. Their lives are, in a way, defined more by their losses than by their triumphs. The point of FF comics is not that life is cartoonishly happy and never dark, but that you need your family to hold onto and help you through your darkest days.

The FF are pretty much all orphans, for one thing. They made each other family because they don’t really have anyone else. People always seem to miss that, and it’s important. Hardly anyone ever seems to grasp either that the space-flight crash that gave the FF their powers was a tragic accident, that they were all terrified and devastated by it, their bodies were ALL modified against their will, they WERE taken to a military prison and studied after acquiring their powers (it wasn’t an invention of the most recent FF film), where they witnessed the death of another “freak” hostage by the military guards, and Reed, immediately afterwards, did everything he could to make the FF seem as normal and non-threatening as possible in the public eye, but it didn’t entirely work. No matter what they do, there will always be members of the public who loathe them and consider them freaks, menaces, and less-than-human. They took a terrible tragedy and nobly used it to help other people, but that doesn’t make it any less of a tragedy. Reed’s guilt over the space-flight crash and what he believes was the destruction of his family’s lives is paralyzing – literally so, given that he was catatonic for DAYS after the crash – and he’s never shaken it off; Ben’s rocky skin is a fairly transparent metaphor for full-body disfigurement and he struggled for a long, long time because of it and still does at times; Johnny was a 15yo boy when he was suddenly thrust into the international spotlight and given the power to take out a city block, and he’s spent his life isolating himself because he’s terrified that he’ll hurt someone; Sue is by far the most well-adjusted of the FF, but even she’s struggled with the lingering aftereffects of the space-flight accident – she’s miscarried because of the cosmic radiation in her system, and losing a child is never easy, especially since her life is in jeopardy every time she gets pregnant, which means she can never have another child and she DID want more kids.

And the hits have just kept on coming – every member of the FF has been dead at one point or another, they’ve been brutally tortured and experimented on, they’ve lost literally everything more times than I can count, Franklin’s been kidnapped multiple times and even thrown into hell, Johnny’s a survivor of rape and domestic abuse (even though Marvel refuses to acknowledge it) who has always struggled with his mental health – with chronic depression and low self-esteem – and, honestly, if I made a list of all the terrible things that have happened just to him, we’d be here all day. So…I don’t know. While their lives can be happy and joyous and fun, it’s misleading to say that’s always or even mostly the case. I think if people knew what the FF and their comics are actually like and the themes they deal with they’d like them far more. I mean, a key theme is never giving up no matter how dark and difficult and miserable your life gets, which isn’t easy and can’t be done alone, and that is why you need your family (whether it’s biological or one you made for yourself), and I don’t see why that message wouldn’t resonate with everyone.

#asks #rape mention*#abuse mention*#tenaciousarcadeexpert #mod: lamujerarana

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Retrospective Review: Skyfall (2012)

So after QoS was generally considered to be a letdown after the impressive success of Casino Royale, there was a bit of a course correction required. It wasn't as if QoS was a bomb. Both Casino Royale and QoS were the highest grossing Bond films till then. But critically they needed to course correct a bit. Skyfall came in with a lot of hype since it came on the 50th anniversary of Bond in films. Sam Mendes came in and knocked it out of the park in Skyfall. In my opinion, Skyfall is second only to Casino Royale in the ranking of Bond films.

What is interesting about Skyfall is that it feels like it takes a significant step away from the previous two films. It feels aesthetically different from the previous two films and Bond himself is reinvented as someone at a different point in his life. While Casino Royale and Quantum of Solace were films with Bond as a new 00 agent. In Skyfall, he is an older agent, considered to be past his prime. So it seems like there is a big time leap in his career. The film has a fantastic opening action sequence, going from car chase, to bike chase, to fight on a train. You really feel Bond being pushed to his limit in this sequence. Yet, there are still very lovely iconic touches like when Bond leaps from the tractor into the train, he checks his cufflinks. Its really a small thing but it lends a lot of Bond's character. Skyfall is probably one of the most known Bond songs and it really lends to the mood of the film to follow.

The film's biggest strengths lie in the film making and in the performances from the actors who are all excellent across the board. The film has makes some bold choices when it comes to plot by making MI6 fallible. M in this movie is not at her best. She makes mistakes and a security leak happens as a result and people die because of the mistakes she made. There is also a legitimate argument to be made that she did wrong the villain and does manipulate Bond. As a result, she becomes an even more interesting character. If there is a true Bond girl in this movie, it is Judi Dench because she is front and center in this movie and the plot really surrounds her. Its by far her more substantial role in the franchise and she really makes the most of it. Her relationship both with Silva and Bond is fascinating, with Silva having almost an Oedipal complex with her whereas there is a clear maternal connection with Bond. Its a very fitting swan song for her.

There are a couple of other Bond girls in the movie. Naomie Harris makes an excellent debut as Moneypenny. If I am correct, I don't think we even know she is Moneypenny until the very end of the movie. But she's pretty badass from the very beginning and she has a nice witty banter with Bond. There is a nice and friendly sexual tension between the two. Its definitely a different Moneypenny from the previous eras but she is a welcome presence. One performance that doesn't get enough credit is Berenice Marlohe as Severine. She is actually pretty fantastic in the movie in a fairly brief role. She is enigmatic and seductive and a deeply tragic figure but her scenes are ones that really stick with me. Definitely the scene in the Casino is excellent.

We also get the reintroduction of Q, played by Ben Whishaw and he's immediately winning. It makes a lot of sense for the modern technology driven Q to be a younger man and its a fun switch of the dynamics between Bond and Q, where previously Q was sort of a mentor figure for Bond, here Bond is the elder person who makes fun of Q's age. One other character who is a surprise is Ralph Fiennes as Mallory. When he is initially introduced, he feels like a stereotypical government employee who is against Bond and M, but you slowly see that there is more to him than meets the eye and he's actually quite a badass himself and ends up being the new M by the end of the movie. Fiennes is great as he normally is. Albert Finney has a fun role in the last act and Rory Kinnear continues on as Tanner.

Javier Bardem's impact on this film is immense. What is interesting is that he doesn't appear until just a few minutes past the halfway mark of the movie. And even in the second half, he disappears for about 15-20 minutes after the hearing shootout. But his impact looms over the entire movie, even when he's not there. And that's a testament to his performance. He is brilliant in the role. He has an outstanding entry scene with a great monologue. You can just tell that Bardem is having a blast in this role. He manages to induce menace, rage, heartbreak, and madness. You genuinely feel some sympathy for his him because he isn't completely wrong. Its a performance that is truly right towards the very top of Bond villains and it elevates the movie a lot.

Daniel Craig is again fantastic here. He continues to give his all, both physically and emotionally in the role. The scenes between him and Bardem on the Island are some of the best acted sequences in the movie. And again, the dynamic between M and Bond sells because of how well both Craig and Dench play off each other. There are little touches that Craig does that I love so much. I already mentioned the cufflinks scene in the opening action sequence. Then there is a fight scene in a Casino where he and a goon fall into a pit and he spots a Komodo dragon and he is startled and points at it even, even when he is being picked up by the thug. Also, when he gets pissed off when he sees the DB5 get blown up in the climax. It doesn't sound like much, but it genuinely adds a lot to the character when you see it. He has good chemistry with all the cast and you even buy him when you see him struggling physically post the injury inflicted in the opening sequence. Its a performances where he delivers the humor, action, drama, emotion etc... and he does it all brilliantly.

As I mentioned earlier, the film making is terrific. Aesthetically, this film stands out and his beautiful to look at. Its no surprise that Roger Deakins is the cinematographer. There are just some gorgeous sequences throughout the movie, be it the fight in the empty office in Shanghai, the sequence in the Casino, the empty old house in the middle of nowhere, or the moors of Scotland in the climax. There is just a wonderful use of light to make every frame stand out. Sam Mendes also keeps the pacing tight. This is almost as long as Casino Royale, and just like that film, you don't feel the time. The only reason I rank this below Casino Royale is that the story telling isn't as tight as it could have been. For example, Silva's entire plan is really implausible when you think about it. No amount of preplanning would have led to everything happening exactly as he planned it because it requires a lot of random actions from people which he could definitely not predict. Then there is the fact that M endangers the ministers and everyone at the hearing despite knowing there is an eminent threat. Also, while the climax is spectacular and I get that Bond wanted to get Silva out of his comfort zone, but I still don't see how isolating himself in the middle of nowhere, with just M for backup against Silva and his entire army was a wise idea. Also, the film sets up the interesting notion that Bond is not at his best physically, but it sort of abandons the idea towards the end with Bond basically taking out Silva's whole army on his own. So there are some loose ends to the storytelling. But its easy to overlook them. The film also makes the brave choice to have Silva actually win since M dies in the end. So it is a bittersweet ending in a way. But its all done in a very satisfying manner.

Overall, its an excellent movie. Definitely top tier Bond and a very fitting movie for the 50th anniversary for Bond. A 9/10.

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top 10 teen wolf episodes as rated by me i guess

IN the order from most to least favorite, and i did not include any 6B ones because it isn’t fair for me to use those when the season isn’t finished yet. (EDIT: season is now finished and while none of the 6B episodes made the ranking i did adjust the honorable mentions accordingly.) this is long & i had fun making it

3.19 Letharia Vulpina: ok ok so just like Everyone Knew I Would i did pick this one because of all the prime derek/chris material—that all-important moment where they had their claws and gun trained on each other, being handcuffed to a bench together, derek saving chris’s life despite insisting he wasn’t gonna—BUT there’s literally not a single second of this episode i don’t love. we open with deaton being a total badass and scaring the shit out of some yakuza dudes, then KIRA gets to be a badass, and then there’s a small scott/allison/isaac moment when he’s all laid up (which was my ot3 for a little while in 3A…don’t judge), allison gets to threaten peter with a stun baton on her girlfriend lydia’s behalf, and that doesn’t even BEGIN to get into the absolute delight it is to watch everyone running around trying to deal with all the chaos the notgitsune is causing (we even got to see coach get shot, which was actually pretty funny??). between all of that and the plot twist at the end (that we all saw coming…but hey) that it was really the nogitsune pretending to be stiles all along (and the very…gay…thing going on with him and scott), it’s literally like, the perfect episode. there was even a rain battle at the end i fucking love rainy scenes. PEAK television.

4.12 Smoke & Mirrors: my two favorite characters on the dumb werewolf show are derek hale & scott mccall and this episode is like a great big flashing sign that says “LOOK AT HOW AWESOME DEREK IS AND LOOK AT HOW AWESOME SCOTT IS!!!” because scott finally gets to KICK PETER’S ASS and comes back from something he shouldn’t be able to come back from because he’s SCOTT MCCALL, TRUE ALPHA, and how can we forget my son derek finally achieving the full shift and giving that big old “FUCK YOU” to kate argent. if that wasn’t enough, my third favorite character chris argent gets the second-closest he’s ever come to weeping in this entire series when confronting the sister he can’t kill at the end. also kate is in this episode and she’s the best villain i love her presence onscreen. also peak television.

1.12 Code-Breaker: i love s1 SO FUCKING MUCH bc it was so tightly plotted - it’s like back to the future and holes, it’s one of those things where every line serves a purpose and there’s no spare bits, and tw’s plot becomes such a mess later that it’s honestly really amazing. so code breaker is my favorite one because all the plot stuff comes together really well, and it’s just like well-done overall, there’s that sick backwards shot of allison, chris’s Angst when he realizes his sister is a serial killer, scott trying Really Really Hard and derek being Really Really Done (why don’t they have more scenes together…), stiles and peter cracking me up with the laptop password gag, like…there’s literally no part of this ep that isn’t a delight (also again kate is in it i love kate as a villain). it’s wonderful 10/10

3.14 More Bad Than Good: i had a real hard time with this one vs. the one immediately before it, the first one of 3B, but i love both bc i love watching scott stiles and allison absolutely losing their shit. in the end i like this one better bc 1. you get to watch them beat it and 2. they finally find and rescue malia and i FUCKING LOVE malia, my own daughter, also the scene where she reunites with her dad makes me misty every time. bonus content: watching araya hack off peter’s finger :D :D :D AND this is the first time derek gets to make heart-eyes at braeden. i’m so happy whenever he’s happy!!!

6.05 Radio Silence: this episode is everything i love about 6A all wrapped up in a nice neat lil package. i love 6A bc it totally fucking surprised me by making me like things i did not think i’d like, the biggest being stiles/lydia. and like…this season fuckin SOLD me on it, the way she fights tooth and nail to get him back and the way he’s so patiently waited for her reminds me 2much of claire & ben from @cambionverse and the beginning of me being sold was this ep, when they had the wall between them, and when they finally talked on the radio. and this episode even made peter hale interesting for 30 entire seconds which i thought was impossible—it was cool that he did One Genuinely Selfless Thing by going through the portal to save malia, and later when malia and scott had to take his pain to get at stiles’ keys you could almost imagine for a second he got to pretend someone actually DID care about him, that’s his reward for doing a single selfless thing. it was also stellar to see stiles (and the jeep!!!) again and see him working the problem from the other side it was like getting real sam back after half a season of soulless sam in spn s6 DO NOT call me out for referencing this show

4.05 I.E.D.: go look at these gifsets and read the tags. now come back. …okay okay aside from, That, which i won’t repeat as to avoid two paragraphs of capslock, derek also smiles in this episode. even scott is alarmed by it. HE’S HAPPY i’m happy he’s happy!!!!! i’m happy he loves scott!! i’m happy he spends half the episode trading long lingering looks with his future boyfriend!!!! but if that wasn’t enough this episode KEEPS ON GIVING because at the very end the calaveras show up and bully chris into saying the original code, and forgetting his daughter’s, which is deeply relevant to all my headcanons about the code lowkey being like indoctrination (watch that shit again it’s fucking wild…), and also it’s one of the only times in the series where he looks genuinely freaked out and i love watching his Turmoil™

6.10 Riders on the Storm: this is also everything i love about 6A in one ep, just like, less concentrated, bc there’s also the nazi werewolf (tho even PETER HALE getting judgy @ the nazi was truly a highlight). its got all the Big Damn Reunions, its got STYDIA, its got peter actually being slightly interesting, its got scott mccall: badass. its actually also got lydia martin: badass, which like…About Damn Time. it’s even got chris argent: badass, and it’s also got chris argent: badass smooching on a beautiful lady w/ his hands in her hair!!!! (her: that was so hot! me: GIRL ME TOO) also they thought this was the last stiles ep ever so his goodbyes to everyone were like really sweet & made me emo af

3.22 De-Void: so obviously i love this one because derek’s line when he was under thrall about “you’re NOT my ally you’re a HUNTER” got me into the dumb rarepair i wrote like 60k for so far but also i do genuinely deeply love the sequence where they exorcise the notgitsune from inside stiles’ head—lydia facing her fears in the ruined prom dress is such amazing imagery + im gay for the scott/stiles reunion. bonus content includes chris & allison interaction which breaks my heart (he’s so proud of her!!) and the tense kickass scene in the loft in the opening where the notgitsune (SCARY MOTHERFUCKER) is trying to goad chris into shooting it. i don’t love ALL of this ep bc it has so much thumb twins (& from here down there are no more perfect ones…sad) but i love MOST of it and the parts i do love are fantastic. so. i’ll deal w/ thumb twins

3.06 Motel California: look i know this episode should disturb the fuck out of me bc 1. derek and jennifer bang & in my eyes that isn’t a consensual encounter and 2. all the creepy ass suicides but like…honestly there is something so soothing about motels to me, i’ll put this one on to just chill out anyday. like it is delightfully creepy and i love all the meat to everyone getting hit with their baggage (uh…except the thumb twins), but mostly it’s the #mood i love. i actually even like the derek scenes before the sex starts because he is So Wounded and So Sad (“everyone around me gets hurt” BYE) and they rarely let him actually emote at all so it’s very refreshing

2.03 Ice Pick: this was like…such a perfect & amazing introduction to the new betas like if the new ppl in s4 and beyond had gotten this kind of good introduction (and hadn’t been killed off so quickly…) i would love them about 10x more. it’s got that nice s2 vibe that most ppl are into and i still love erica & boyd w/ all my heart!!! (DONT really love how creepy derek was w/ erica but we’ll blame it on being the alpha.) i also love how fucked up the scene with allison tied to the chair was & the fucking fight between derek’s pack and scott at the end…like scott gets to win a 2-on-1 fight and then derek gets to be mr. cool alpha dude and kick his ass. i LOVE THOSE FIGHT SCENES and bc of this episode “iron” is my derek theme song. so.

HONORABLE MENTIONS aka these were on the original list but didn’t make the cut:

1.11 Formality (aaalllll of derek’s ugly backstory this was when i knew i loved him)

2.10 Fury (the first ep i ever watched live, will always be fond of it for that reason even tho i don’t give 2 shits about matt)

2.11 Battlefield (the theme of doing things bc of the power of love will always get me, it was also the only teen wolf episode i ever made gifs of, back when i knew how to make gifs)

3.12 Lunar Ellipse (for scott becoming a true alpha for REAL + derek’s big ol’ well-deserved fuck-you to jennifer, i didn’t love 3A but this was such prime derek & scott material)

3.13 Anchors (like i said: watching stiles, scott, and allison all COMPLETELY lose their shit, also did you know the anchor allison chose in this ep ws her new code? Interesting)

3.24 The Divine Move (listen...you can laugh at the cheesy sfx ALL you want but when i watched kate argent come back from the dead to menace derek hale like his own worst nightmare come to life LIVE with mine own two eyes i jumped out of my seat and YELLED like everything about that moment was absolutely PERFECT and very few things are ever gonna top it)

4.08 Time of Death (derek learning to use a gun and then getting it on with braeden…bye)

4.11 A Promise to the Dead (not only chris unsticking himself from the wall for allison and scott’s sake but also derek and braeden walking around his loft half-naked in the rain...nice)

5.05 A Novel Approach (the stiles and donovan altercation…the first 15m where he acts with his face without saying a word…enough said)

5.18 The Maid of Gévaudan (i'm bitter about the flashback because i want ALLISON but it was a nice origin story + scott fighting the beast all on his own to save that library full of kids was one of the only truly amazing moments of 5B)

6.08 Blitzkrieg (the sheriff rebuilding stiles’ room and saying goodbye to claudia makes me really for real cry but there’s so much nazi bullshit that i couldn’t justify having the episode as a whole being one of my favs)

6.13 After Images (chris argent absolutely losing his shit the entire ep, fucking love it)

6.19 Broken Glass (derek hale's comeback and he got to spend all of his screentime with chris argent! i seriously considered poking this into the #10 spot but ultimately the sideplot i hated with malia and scott had so much more screentime i can't use it - i can't list an episode i'm always skipping parts of!)

#personal #teen wolf #im scheduling this to go up like not in the middle of the night #so im not like. actly here #dargent #chris argent #derek hale #kate argent #jennifer blake #braeden #draeden #melissa mccall #mcargent #scott mccall #about teen wolf

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The Punisher Season 2: Complete Marvel Universe Easter Eggs and Reference Guide

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You might have to look a little harder to spot the Marvel Easter eggs in The Punisher Season 2 on Netflix, but they're there!

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This article consists of nothing but The Punisher Season 2 spoilers.

While the Netflix arm of the Marvel Cinematic Universe has always been happy to take some liberties with their respective area of the shared continuity, The Punisher Season 2 really seems to take that idea and run with it. Not only does it refrain from making any direct references to any major shared moments in either the main MCU or the Netflix corner of the universe (no Infinity War aftermath to be found here folks, as if that were a surprise) it also keeps a healthy distance from a good deal of its comics history.

Naturally, that doesn't mean there are no comic book easter eggs and nods to be found, but this season takes its inspiration and really runs with it, plucking a handful of Punisher story deep cuts and character names and adapting them into something completely new for the live action universe. Here's everything we managed to find on a first viewing. If you spotted anything else, let us know down in the comments or on Twitter, and if it checks out, we'll update this until it's the most comprehensive The Punisher Season 2 resource around!

The Punisher Season 2 Episode 1: Roadhouse Blues

"While driving through Michigan, Frank stops for a beer at a roadside bar. But staying out of trouble has never been his strong suit."

- The band at the bar is playing "The Outsider" by Shooter Jennings, which is a little on-the-nose for Frank's mental state. Look, no one ever claimed The Punisher was subtle.

- Frank still goes by "Pete," as in Peter Castiglione, a pseudonym he's used several times over in the show that stems from his comic book history. It stems from Frank's original Italian family name, which was later Americanized to Castle.

We have more info on the old Castiglione name right here.

- Unlike many of the other new characters in this season, Amy Bendix is actually rooted in the comics. First appearing in Punisher: War Zone #24 back in 1994, Amy's been overhauled to fit her new role for the small screen.

Aged up and transformed into a "street-wise grifter," Amy's comic book counterpart was a little girl who spotted Frank escaping from one of his murder scenes, only to swear to him she'd keep his secret. Later, he even helped her recover her dollhouse. Aw.

- This episode introduces John Pilgrim, season two's main antagonist who was developed specifically for the show. He is a Christian fundamentalist turned murderer with a strict code of ethics he is willing to kill for -- but his desire to track down Amy is a major mystery.

While he's not specifically based on any one Marvel villain, he clearly draws inspiration from Mennonite, a villain who first appeared in Punisher MAX #3 in 2010.

Read more about John Pilgrim here.

- Agent Madani, who you'll hopefully remember from season one, has recovered fully from her brutal gunshot to the head, care of Billy Russo -- who she obviously has not forgiven. Despite being physically in perfect health, it would seem Madani's mental state is slipping, and badly, as she's fixated herself like a laser on Billy and turned to alcohol to numb the pain.

- Speaking of, Billy Russo is still very much hospitalized after his final encounter with Frank last season. The weird plastic mask is thanks to Frank smashing his face through glass a few times over -- and for theatricality, I guess. Art therapy, maybe.

The Punisher Season 2 Episode 2: Fight or Flight

"Frank and a reluctant Rachel go on the run as a menacing adversary gives chase. Meanwhile, Madani pays Russo an unwelcome visit."

- Wondering what's going on with Billy? Apparently so is Billy. He has no memory of his last encounter with Frank or anything that happened in his life after his stint in the military. If that sounds a little too convenient to you, Agent Madani thinks so, too.

- Billy's doctor, Dr. Dumont, however, is very much on the side of her patient. Dumont isn't based on anyone from the comics, specifically, but is definitely someone to keep an eye on as the season plays out, especially given her affinity and sympathy for Billy.

- Dumont's advice and treatment for Billy's memory recovery is for him to "put together the jigsaw," an obvious nod to Billy's comics based codename: Jigsaw. Though over in the comics Billy's nickname was a lot more on-the-nose -- he got thanks to his "jigsaw-like" facial scarring. Though the MCU's Billy also has a pretty messed up face, you can only make someone like Ben Barnes so ugly before you just have to give up, I guess.

We have more info on what Jigsaw was like in the Punisher comics right here.

Frank is still driving around in his, uh, "signature" van which not only featured in the first season of the show but is actually a bizarre sort of tradition for his comic book counterpart.

Dating all the way back to the debut of Frank's "War Journal," in Giant-Sized Spider-Man #4, Frank's had an affinity for tooling around in clunky looking vans, sometimes they're even known as "Battle Vans" just to make them extra on brand.

The Punisher Season 2 Episode 3: Trouble the Water

"As Pilgrim's past comes into focus, Frank and Rachel find themselves in police custody, where they're anywhere but safe."

- While we still don't have much info about John Pilgrim's history, we get our first clue here in the form of some very old, mostly removed tattoos of Nazi and white supremacist iconography. In case you couldn't already tell, this dude isn't a great person.

- Netflix MCU mainstay Sergeant Brett Mahoney is back for this season! He's been around for a while in just about every Marvel streaming show, and has a comic book history all his own, since he was introduced in Marvel Comics Presents #1 back in 2007.

read more: Why Playing The Punisher is Sacred to Jon Bernthal

- Hopefully you don't need me reminding you of Frank's past but he gets called a "jarhead" in this episode as a reference to his time as a Marine.

- One of the officers calls Frank out as a western hero who rides into town but is secretly the devil, which isn't a reference to a specific western movie, but a trope used throughout the genre. Frank as the black hat, lone gunman archetype is a pretty foundational element of the Punisher character across all mediums.

The Punisher Season 2 Episode 4: Scar Tissue

"Rachel recalls the night everything changed and lets Frank in on the truth about her name. Russo sits down with a face from his childhood."

- If you're totally in the dark vis-a-vis Frank and Russo's bad blood, you might want to refresh yourself on the totality of season one. This version of their story was invented for the MCU specifically, but it involves Russo being the man behind the gun that killed Frank's family. Yikes.

- Remember Curtis Hoyle? Another major player from season one is back in this episode, and he's Frank's old military buddy who runs a support group for vets. It's difficult to tell since he's usually wearing long pants but Curtis lost his leg while he was serving and was discharged. That's why he rarely helps Frank in actual combat.

- What is it with MCU bad guys and baseball? Billy's history is linked to a love of baseball just like Daredevil season 3 antagonist Ben "Dex" Poindexter, aka Bullseye. This probably just a coincidence rather than an intentional thematic link, but still, you have to admit it's pretty funny.

- Speaking of Billy's tragic past, this episode is loaded with quick little refreshers and call backs to season one, like the Ray Of Hope Group Home where Billy grew up. We start to see the first inklings of Frank actually taking Amy under his wing here, which might not be a callback to any specific comic book plot, but it's actually not the first time Frank's taken on a sort of "sidekick" with a similar backstory.

read more: How The Punisher Season 2 Brings Jigsaw to Life

This trajectory for Amy's story seems to have been at least partially inspired by Rachel Cole who first appeared in The Punisher #1 back in 2011, who was motivated by the loss of her own family to join Frank's crusade temporarily.

- You can spot MCU network powerhouse WHIH at one point in the episode, too.

The Punisher Season 2 Episode 5: One-Eyed Jacks

"It's not a trap if you know it's coming: That's Frank's philosophy. Madani opens up and Pilgrim plans to visit an unholy land."

- Welcome back to Netflix MCU veteran Turk Barrett, who is long suffering as always. You'll recognize him from just about every streaming Marvel show, where he's usually getting beat on by the good (and bad) guys for one reason or another, even after he mostly gave up his life up crime. In the comics, Turk occasionally goes by Stilt-Man (no really) and has even temporarily held an Infinity Stone, so his life is pretty wild no matter what universe he's in.

read more - The Punisher and the Bloody Legacy of Marvel's First Superhero Movie

- More season one call backs, this time to Curt's support group for veterans, which played a pretty major role in the events of last season. It's basically exactly what it says on the tin: a group therapy session for vets who are having trouble fitting back into daily life.

- Is it possible that Frank Castle is such a rube he doesn't understand that three card monte is a sucker's game? Seriously?

- Frank getting brutalized by (and in turn brutalizing) a whole gym full of Russians is faintly reminiscent of the classic Garth Ennis/Steve Dillon Punisher fight with "The Russian" in their first arc on the book, "Welcome Back, Frank." That was adapted into the very best scene in the Thomas Jane Punisher movie, with Kevin Nash as "The Russian."

Episodes 6-9

Unless we missed something, these episodes are all Marvel reference free! Hit us up on Twitter if you managed to catch something and we'll update this as we go!

The Punisher Season 2 Episode 10: The Dark Hearts of Men

"As Madani and Krista debate who's worth saving, Frank prepares to storm Russo's territory. A brutal encounter pushes Pilgrim back into old habits."

- This episode uses a cover of Creedence Clearwater Revival's "Fortunate Son," a favorite anthem of the Vietnam era. This particular incarnation of Frank has obviously been modernized, but in his original debut back in 1974, the Punisher was a veteran of Vietnam.

The Punisher Season 2 Episode 11: The Abyss

"Amy rushes to protect Frank, who lies defenseless in a hospital. Pilgrim gets some crushing news, and Karen Page calls in a favor."

- Hey, it's Karen Page! Fans will recognize her from all over the Netflix MCU (not to mention Marvel comics) but specifically as one of Frank's earliest and most trusted, er, associates, from his debut in Daredevil season 2. Karen is representing Nelson and Murdock, which was newly reformed at the end of Daredevil season 3 with Karen as an official partner.

Episodes 12 and 13

Like six through nine, we didn't catch any overt references to other Marvel moments in these episodes, but if you did, let us know in the comments or on Twitter. We have an explanation of all of the various implications of that ending right here, though.

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Winner’s Curse Ch. 7

Thanks as always to @edream93 for looking this over and giving me very helpful feedback.

Jordan couldn’t believe she actually agreed to this insane plan.

After Ben had asked her if she would be willing to go to the Isle and magically stop a Coven of super-powered, better-experienced villains, she had transported herself out of there. Once she got to her lamp, she collapsed in front of her mirror in some hysterical shock-induced laughter.

Her? Be the hero of the story? That was rich.

Having the Vks do it made so much more sense. They had the whole reformed villain narrative going on, but her?

She was the snarky loner, the daughter of the sidekick.

The sidekicks worked best as little helpers to the heroes like she did with Aziz’s lack of love life or political savvy.

And the reason she did that job well was because aiding someone else’s messed up life was so much easier than fixing her own. She couldn’t be trusted to make decisions, she could barely make small talk.

Also genies never make decisions! That’s why they had masters because they screw up their own lives so easily.

Or at least she screwed up her own life easily by arguing with her mom, and choosing gold diggers to date and general judgemental attitude...

No she was not going to go there. This was not the time for self-reflection. That only made her head hurt.

Plus whenever she made self-improvement plans she always broke her vows by the next day like everyone else did after New Years.

No, no. She was not meant to be the hero. She couldn’t be. She had to be much more deep, and noble and kind to do that.

And that was what she had planned to say when she went back to Ben’s room.

She wasn’t cut out for the Isle.

Sure, Freddie said she was the closest thing to a Vk in Auradon, but that was by Auradonian standards.

On the Isle she would probably insult the wrong person and blow their cover.

The closest thing she came to as a leader was an awful job she had as a tour guide in Agrabah for three days. She had quit after sucking scorpion venom out of one too many asses from stupid tourists that did not watch where they sat.

And she really doubted that anyone consider that experience a good prerequisite for leadership.

But most importantly and terrifyingly, she wasn’t trained to battle dark magic.

There were so many good reasons to say no, but when she arrived in Ben’s office, there were Ben, Jay, Aziz, Dizzy and Evie sitting in a circle and discussing their next moves.

“There she is. It only took 30 minutes for her to come to her senses, but I knew she would do it.” Ben cried when she entered.

“Uh yeah about-”

“That’s wonderful!” Dizzy squealed, abruptly invading her personal space for a tight hug.

Evie beamed, “Good, we have that settled. Now, I was thinking that while Jordan is there, whoever else on her team..”

“I am.” Jay interrupted, “She’s going to need someone who knows the way around the Isle, and some of this muscle.”

“Me too.” Aziz added, “This is Jordan’s team, and she wants me by her side as always. Right, Jord?”

“The team?” Jordan repeated nervously.

This was not happening. She hadn’t officially agreed to this yet.

“Great,” Evie said smoothly, physically putting herself between the two boys, “While you are there, I want you to list the conditions of the Isle. As well as contacting this list of names. They hadn’t answered Ben’s invitation to come to Auradon so I want you to talk to them directly.

Hermie Bing

Hadie

Jade

Harold Jace

Diego De’Vil.”

“Wait, Yzla is still on your list? Even after what Zevon did?” Jay questioned.

“We aren’t like our parents. Yzla isn’t like her brother.” Evie said sternly, her usually compassionate eyes had a menacing glint daring anyone to cross her choices.

“How about Hadie, I still have a good feeling about her from what you told me.” Ben suggested.

“Hadie is still a question mark. Children of Gods can be pretty unpredictable.”

They weren’t listening. They were talking in front of her as if she didn’t exist. They were just like her parents assuming that she would be happy to go along with their plans about think about the consequences.

No matter how loudly she yelled at them to listen, they would move on to a more “fun” topic.

It was always the same and this was probably one of the most important decisions that would impact her life and she wasn’t getting a say?

“Guys, I didn’t confirm that I would agree!”

Everyone stopped talking to stare at her.

Well maybe she could scream loudly enough to get people’s attention.

Including the hopeful face of Dizzy who looked suddenly terrified as if she knew what was going on through Jordan’s mind and that she planned to say no.

Her face reminded Jordan of Carlos’ sheer terror when he thought he was late for his date with Jane. How that terror related to his mother’s constant abuse of him since he was child. Maybe Dizzy had a similar scar as he.

She bet many Vks had scars like Carlos. Forced to take on the beatings and disappointment of their parents while pretending they didn’t feel pain whatsoever.

And if she didn’t help to stop the Coven, maybe they all would have to suffer the abuse if the Coven succeeded. Jay would go back to sleeping underneath tvs, and Carlos would be harassed by his mom, Evie, Mal, Freddie, Dizzy... The names went on.

She couldn’t bring herself to say no to DIzzy now. Not with seeing her eyes turn as big as a puppy and her head filled with horrors.

“Because the answer is obviously yes.” Jordan managed a weak smile.

So she wasn’t the most heroic person in the world, but apparently she had an easily manipulated guilty conscious when it came to puppy eyes.

They were going to be so screwed.

But Jordan kept that little thought to herself as Ben proceeded to interrogate her about her lack of plans and who else she wanted on he unofficial team besides Jay and Aziz. She had been tempted to say FG because she knew she had experience, but also knew it was highly unlikely the fairy godmother would agree to such a thing.

She wanted Freddie, but skillswise her only great talent was stealing since her attempted magic with her shadow cards was amateurish at best. Jane was in the same boat. There wasn’t any room for magical mistakes in this mission.

She wanted someone powerful, but skilled. She wanted intimidation but also someone who could blend in. She wanted someone smart but not such a smartass that she would be annoyed by him.

Basically she wanted a team that would hide her faults and do all the work that she was pretty sure she couldn’t pull off.

Ben gave her till the end of the week to gather her team together and he promised that he would work with Evie, and Mal to arrange convenient yet believable excuses for their absence.

Jordan paced around her lamp the whole night after that instruction with only one name coming to mind that she absolutely had to ask.

Calix.

He was perfect. He knew some of the sorcery his mother had taught him and had some siren allure that would allow him to mind control people away from causing trouble.

Plus years ago they did a blood oath that they would always be each other’s partner in crime. What better crime or adventure was this! Sneaking onto the Isle to save their homeland.

But in recruiting him, she had to explain that his mother had gone over to the dark side. That wasn’t going to be fun.

So here she was painting a nude portrait of Calix for an art class that she didn’t even take as her subtle excuse to make him come over.

He had a cream white cape draped over his right shoulder in the style of old Roman emperors, clutching a book to his chest and holding out a candle and laurel in the other, totally oblivious to the drama bomb she was going to drop on him.

"I have to be nude while holding this because...?" Calix questioned, fidgeting and impatiently swishing the dark brown bangs that fell over his left eye.

Jordan nearly knocked over the canvas she was drawing on. It was irrational she knew, but she felt like any second now Calix was somehow going to figure out the real reason she had called for him to hang and have an ugly breakdown.

"Nudity is the transparency of the soul. Duh." Jordan snapped, wishing she didn’t feel so jumpy, "Now, stop moving your head, I'm trying to draw your hair."

"Can I sit down at least?" Calix complained, shaking a leg.

"Yes you can sit." She rolled her eyes, reminding herself to act normal. Calix sighed as he plopped down to sit cross legged.

“Soooo...” Jordan procrastinated, venturing to do her “favorite” thing to do in the world- small talk, “How are you doing?”

“Jord? We saw each other last weekend. Remember? We spent all of spring break together. Trust me, nothing interesting has happened since then.”

“Oh right, I knew that. But.. but you must have done something interesting this week. Been with any nymphs? Dated anyone?”

“Did you call me here to ask me about Dina?” Calix’s upper lip curled into a smug smirk as if he just solved a rather difficult mystery, “Don’t tell me. You want to have rebound sex revenge and use her? Or you just like torturing yourself by hearing about your ex?”

And there was the man that so loved to irritate her. Usually on Tuesdays.

“I am completely over Dina.” Jordan snarled, barely resisting the urge to throw the charcoal at his face, “She was a fling. A fling that I did not even love or care about.”

“Then why did you not want to go to any of the clubs that she frequents while you were visiting Greece?” Calix smiled knowingly at him.

“Umm...I might have.. slightly. Tiny bit. Really really understandably lost my temper at her when she asked me for wishes.” Jordan cringed at the memory.

Dina had been a nice spring fling. A nymph with more than a few party habits that were similar to her parents that she didn’t like to dwell on. She would leave that complex to Electra. And though Jordan had had no interest beyond the physical, she had thought the same was for Dina too. Dina liked her for the casual sex. The kissing. Partying.

Not as a potential opportunity for a wish.

Jordan supposed it was silly to have thought that Dina didn’t have an ulterior motive for being in a relationship with her but that girl was so unsubtle about it...so blunt when she did ask Jordan for a stretch limo.

Could she really be blamed for her reaction then?

“What did you do?” Calix singsonged like a little kid, clapping his hands eagerly.

“I might have made the limo she asked for turn into an asp at midnight.” Jordan sheepishly muttered.

Calix burst out laughing, “That’s priceless! How did she react? Wait was she in the limo when it turned into a python? Did it bite her on the ass? No, no, don’t tell me. I’d like to imagine it for myself. Oh gods, how dumb can she be. Thinking you wouldn’t use that wish against her.”

“Yep, she’s a bonafide idiot.” Jordan rolled her eyes, “And you sound like an idiot, laughing like a hyena. So back to the subject at hand, what have you’ve been doing lately?”

Calix composed himself, rubbing some of the tears that had formed around the corners of his eyes. “Well I have started dating Morrían. Well not dating. Occasionally meeting her for coffee whenever she’s in Greece is more like it. And I know what you’re going to say—I don’t love her so don’t put any sort of dating rumors on your channel again.”

Jordan pouted, “I wouldn’t talk about you on my channel if you would just watch voluntarily. Or you know, actually use a phone like a normal person.”

Calix waved his hand dismissively at her, “Tech addict.”

Jordan bit her lip to resist the urge to start up their usual Technology-Useful?-Or-Bane-of- Society? argument, and switched to something more relevant- “Whose Morrían?”

“Morgaine Le Fey’s daughter.” Calix answered, “We met when you know...”

Claix voice trailed off with the words unspoken between them. Morgaine Le Fey had one of the few that had also been sent to the Isle due to unverified claims that she was plotting against KIng Arthur.

The moment of silence was brief enough for Calix perked up in a forced attempt to be lighthearted and began to describe the dates he had been having with Morrian, leaving Jordan to dwell on her thoughts.

She wondered if maybe sleeping with him would soften the news she was about to give him.

If he was honest about not having real feelings for Morrian then Calix would totally be game for banging on top of the canvas.

Then she could spring the news on him!

His brain would be all hyped on endorphins to fully realize the danger he would be getting into if he said “yes” to joining her mission, and maybe he would be slower to realize that even if they did save the day, that his mom would probably still be punished for helping to found the Coven in the first place.

Even if sex didn’t lessen the blow for him, at least, it would be nice for her to literally pound out the stress that had been building up in her body for the past two days.

Right now, just the thought of telling Calix about the Coven and his reaction to the information about his mother was causing her heart to pound as if it was trying to burst out of her chest and her hands were becoming so sweaty that she kept dropping her charcol, making a dusty mess all over her pants.

She hated dealing with emotional crisis as much as she hated small talk. The blubbering was impossible to understand and she never quite knew what to do when the other person looked at her with snot and tears running down their face, looking for an answer to solve all their problems that she just didn’t have.

That wasn’t too say she completely avoided crying people. She had dealt with it before like when she had to comfort Aziz during their first year at Auradon Prep when the homesickness and culture shock turned out to be a lot more... shocking then they had thought it would be.

Or sometimes even Ally if Jordan happened to be the unfortunate one to bump into the British blonde in the middle of one her meltdowns. It still did not make it any easier to handle them at their low points.

Plus there was the physicality factor. Patting the back was awkward, but hugging them tightly was weird. At least for her. The other person always ended up with his or her face pressed against her boobs and while she figured they were too saddened by whatever tragedy that had befallen them to notice where their face was pressed against--she did.

And she did not enjoy getting salty tears and boogers all over her chest. Even if those tears and boogers were from people she loved. No thank you.

The charcoal slipped from her fingers again creating a unattractive black streak down her blue harem pants and rolling noisly around the floor to Calix’s feet.

He smirked at her, eyes crinkling at the edges with those ever-present laugh lines.

Jordan sighed. She would have loved to make an excuse. Take him to a party, make a joke. Anything to keep the atmosphere light in spite of the harsh truth she had to tell him, but at the same time she knew she had to do right by him and held him if he cried.

After all, he was there for her after she had been raped for the first time.

It was one of her first time at a local party in Agrabah. And she had foolishly thought that people were excited to have her because they wanted her to do the usual magic tricks, gaze at her lamp.

Of course, their true intent was to rub her lamp. People were always so grabby. Looking is never enough.

After the event she transported herself to Greece, stopped by his home and demanded sex. She had wanted to to prove to herself that if she could literally sleep it off, that it didn’t matter to her.

Her faulty thinking was that it would be good practice for the worst case scenario where she did get a master. Not all masters would be as kind as Aladdin. And she was a genie, she was expected to grant the three wishes. Those any three wishes even if she didn’t like them. Including sexual favors.

She kept repeating to herself that this was preparation. That this would be what her life was going to be like. If she got raped, move on.

Yet the moment Calix smiled at her and moved to kiss her neck. She broke down crying.

His smile reminded her of the leering gaze of the people who looked at her golden cuffs with the opportunistic glint of a snake. His touch was a remembrance that people saw her as much of a vessel as her lamp. They could rub her and hold her in any way they wanted. She was just a pretty object to possess.

And he assured her that she wasn’t. That just because people had treated her kind as wishing machines with no feelings or autonomy of their own, it didn’t mean she should have to deal with it or that she should follow tradition and feel “meant” to do it. She was as much of a person as anyone else and he and many others would happily go to jail for murder if someone tried to take advantage of her again.

The he offered to go to jail that night if she gave them the names and the faces. Well he would go after she felt better and after he called Aladdin and Jasmine arrived.

She refused his offer of homicide, but he made a night that was so disastrously awful and traumatic just a little bit better.

He did that for her, and while she wanted to keep him smiling, she wasn’t going to begrudge him the need of comfort just because it made her feel awkward.

“...And then boom! She popped out a dragon tail like Madam Mim and we had sex on the gold she had taken from Merlin.”

Jordan did a double-take, “What? Morrian’s part dragon? Oh Allah, has she met Mal? There cannot be two part fae, part dragon people here! Wait? Merlin has a gold pile?”

Calix raised a sardonic eyebrow signalling that he had caught onto her wandering mind and had decided to shock her back to reality.

“Uh yeah. Sorry I haven’t been listening. It’s just that...okay. I’m going to get right to it. Calix, your Mom is trying to get off the Isle by teaming up with super-evil villains.”

Calix shrugged, “I know.”

“What!”

“Beast deigned to allow mom and I to video chat. Since cutting virtual communication between a mother and child is just inhumane. You know, compared to physically cutting us away from each other.” Calix snarked.

“Oh. I thought you-” Jordan stammered.

“As for her getting off the Isle plan? I wouldn’t say Morgaine Le Fey is super evil. But she’s told me that she has told me that she is figuring out a way to get off the Isle. I guess it’s not right to be sneaking off the Isle, but it wasn’t right that she was sent there either.”

Jordan froze. She hadn’t been expecting at all that Circe had told her son about what she had been planning. But since Calix only mentioned Morgaine Le Fey...she had a sinking feeling that his mom only divulged in part of her plan.

But she also couldn’t help but focus more on how tired Calix voice sounded. He must be exhausted by having to deal with all the sudden questions and rumors that his mom had never changed from her evil sorceress ways, that she deserved to be sent to the Isle with the other scum. As well as just suddenly having to adjust to living on his own.

Sure, he lived with Helen of Troy, but she was a mortal. She didn’t get issues like what is the polite way to turn down Dionysus’s requests to have a chugging contest because it was likely he would need his stomach pumped. Or the urge to do sorcery despite the Magic Ban and the subsequent jail time. Or the sheer frustration of talking to water nymphs. Gods those nymphs were idiots.

Jordan moved to sit next to him, “I agree. I mean I loved your mom. She was more helpful with advice than my own mom. And she was always-”

“There for you if you needed anything. Yet she was also chill and wouldn’t stand for nonsense.” Calix finished with a bitter smile. “Sure, breaking the Isle’s barrier is against the law. But I want her back. Guess that makes me one of the bad guys.”

Jordan slung an arm over his shoulder, inhaling deeply, “You’re not a bad guy. Neither is your mom. But did she tell you she also teamed up with Maleficent, Ursula, the Evil Queen and others to form a Coven of 13?”

Calix looked at her as if she had grown another head. “What?”

Jordan forced herself to look him in the eyes as she delivered the news, “Yes. I heard it straight from FG’s mouth. As well as my mom and dad’s. The villains have their powers back and have been trying to break the barrier.”

Calix stuttered, which made Jordan more uneasy than she would have liked, she had never seen Calix seems so flustered, “Sh-she didn’t tell me that. She didn’t even tell me that she had her powers back.”

Jordan nodded, rubbing his back in what she hoped was in a comforting way, “It’s true. And King Ben wants me to create a team to help stop them.” “You’re leading a team?” Calix let out a slightly hysterical laugh which Jordan hoped was a sign that he was trying to keep calm and he wasn’t going to snap into some sort of psychosis.

“Yes, I am.” Jordan forced herself to keep her voice even and calm, and not reveal how she personally felt that she was too underprepared to lead anyone. Much less save the kingdom.

“And I want you on my team. You’re my number two partner in crime.” Jordan smiled.

That seemed to snap him out of his shocked mood a little bit.

“Number two?” Calix huffed.

“Aziz is coming. You’re regalated to number two partner in crime.” Jordan explained, “Besides if you’re with us, maybe we can convince your mom to help us against the rest of the Coven and so she’ll come back to Auradon as a hero. We all will be heroes if we succeed.”

Calix cracked a small smile, “You can count on me. I’ll be your right hand man.”

“Number two man.” Jordan corrected seeing that it was an appropriate moment to ease back to their usual banter.

“Number two and on your right hand side.” Calix added.

“That’s not how it works.” Jordan shook her head.

“I can be both!”

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