#book it Tony i wanna see it happen

[piratewithvigor]

How I want Kenny to come back:

The Bucks introduce their third as 'Adam' and Kenny comes out, but he's introducing himself as Kenny's Younger Brother and is shaved Elias/Ezekiel style

#AEW #Young Bucks #Kenny Omega #book it Tony i wanna see it happen #Meme

[dollyhao]

succubus!reader x nerdy!ellie

summary: ellie is desperate to lose her virginity that has been looming over her her whole college career.

toni’s note: i made it guys! i promised this back in october and it’s the end of january… but it’s here.

cw: this is pure smut, no plot at all lol. 1.8k words

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ellie has not a single regret about what she’s about to do. ellie is in college and is still a virgin, at this point she didn’t think she’d ever lose her virginity. until one of her friends joked that she should summon a sex demon, that it was ‘the only way she’d get laid’. it wasn’t meant to be taken seriously, but desperation makes people do crazy things.

she read in an old book she found in the library about one in particular, the book had a picture of you drawn in and ellie thought you were absolutely gorgeous and perfect for her. what was the worst that could happen?

ellie lights the candles around the circle she made on her bedroom floor. she chanted your name 5 times like the book told her, then after 20 seconds the candles all blew out and a gust of purple smoke floats in the air. you pop out the smoke looking even more perfect than the book describes.

“who dares summons me?” you say in this slow sensual voice that ellie feels course through her body. you look around the room you were summoned in before your eyes rest on a short girl with black rimmed glasses on her face. ellie is looking at you with those pretty green puppy eyes, mouthed formed into an o shape.

“a girl? well thats new,” you walk closer to ellie sizing her up. “your cute… tell me what you want from me.” “i-i,” ellie is literally speechless. shes staring up at you, the lady demon whos probably gonna take her virginity. you have long horns on your head and a cute skinny tail, but the best part is that your completely naked. breast out in the open, nipples standing at attention, nothing covering your cunt and it’s just begging for ellie to drop to her knees to taste you.

“did you call me here to waste my time?” you ask her putting your hands on your hips with a quirked brow. “no no! i-i want you to take my virginity.” ellie says playing with her fingers. you hum, “ok ill do it. but you have to sign a contract-” “yes yes! anything!” you spawn a paper out of thin air, “dont you wanna know what your agreeing to?” but by the time you finish your sentence ellie has already signed the paper.

after she is done signing, the paper disappears. “i wanna let you know i-i’ve never done this before. well i almost did in my fourth year of highschool but that was a missed opportunity-“ ellie’s nervous rambling was cut off by you running your hands over her shoulders and ripping her shirt open exposing a blue sports bra underneath. ellie gapes at you, suprised at the sudden intrusion. you push the ripped shirt off her shoulders. “do you wanna touch me?” you say voice softening seeing how nervous the poor girl is.

she nods vigorously trailing her hands up your tummy to your breast. “you can touch me however you want.” you say smirking at her. ellie feels like she can hear your voice inside her head, a slow sensual voice with a rasp that can only be described as wild and sexy. she feels a rush of arousal pulse through her as she pushes you to lay on her bed. your eyebrows shot up, you feel her start to kiss down your stomach swirling her tongue around your navel before her head dips between your legs.

you buck slightly when you feel her inexperienced tongue flicking all around your cunt. she takes your clit into her mouth rolling and flicking her tongue all around it (like they do in the videos she watched before the summoning). you can feel her breathing heavy against you. she pushes two experimental fingers into you feeling how wet and tight you were. you taste sweet like honey and something else addictive that ellie can’t name, ellie suspects its part of your demon powers.

you grab her hair squeezing your legs around her head trying to contain your moans, no human has ever made you feel so good. you might just… like this girl. she’s cute and gentle. and she looks at you like your aphrodite instead of a sex demon.

you feel yourself about to cum when you push her head from between your thighs. ellie is looking at you, chin covered in your juices looking pussy drunk with her glasses fogged up. “are you ok?” she asked you, looking genuinely concerned. you want to coo at her but instead you flip her over taking place in between her legs this time. you peer up at her with this look that looks like you want to devour her. you pull down her sweat pants and underwear licking your lips at her slick pussy.

you give her clit a sweet kiss before using your thumb to rub circles on it. ellies moans out loud when she feels your abnormally long tongue enter her. your tongue is reaching places her fingers couldnt possibly reach. she chants you name which only encourages you to move your thumb faster on her clit. ellie grabs your horns and pull before locking her ankles together keeping you still as she grinded on your tongue feeling the knot in her stomach ready to explode. you let out a groan as ellie tugs on your horns. “im so close.” she says before her body goes rigid.

you pull away from ellie, swallowing her essence, seeming to have had an energy boost. “is there anything else you wanna try?” you say rubbing up and down her legs. she nods getting off the bed grabbing a box from under it. in the box are sex toys but ellie pulls out a girthy purple strap. “oh,” you say eyes widening, “you wanna use that on me?” you ask with that same sensual tone from the beginning. “yes.. please”

she puts the strap on before she feels you push her down on the bed straddling her. you hover over her dick grabbing it and running it up and down your slick cunt. “you want me to fuck you?” you say placing a hand on her chest still hovering over her. ellie nods her head grabbing your hips panting in anticipation, “yes please…” “ask nicely,” you say leaning down licking and biting her ear. “please fuck me. please.” ellie says bucking her hips. the tip of her dick pushes into you, you moan sitting completely on ellie’s cock.

you are bouncing and riding with no sign of slowing down. ellie is running her hands over your body, transfixed at the way your breast bounce as you ride her. when she sits up, she wraps her arms around your waist, holding you close to her as she kisses your neck and chest leaving marks.

you grab ellie’s face, tilting her head to the side so you can have access to her neck. you use your tongue to lick and suck marks into her neck until you get a little too excited and nick her neck drawing blood. ellie let’s out a groan followed by a guttural moan, completely dazed. you lick at her neck getting all the blood up before humming and planting a kiss on the mark.

ellie is gripping your ass meeting your thrust with her own desperate ones. “are you close?” ellie asked desperately, leaning to kiss you again. “very.” you coo out, kissing her using that long muscle of yours, twirling your tongue around hers.

you let go and ellie is staring in awe at the beautiful look you made while cumming. she lays back on the bed, exhausted and satisfied. when she feels your very sharp nails trail up her stomach and latch at her sports bra causing it to rip as if it was being cut by scissors. “more.” you whisper with a wide grin.

“what?” ellie asked wide eyed. “i want more. i think im going to keep you.” you whisper in her ear.

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I, Ellie Williams, am allowing succubus y/n to take on a human form and co habitat with me. I will fulfill her needs of sex so that she may stay by my side and use me for a long as she wills.

signed: ellie williams

#wlw #lesbian #ellie williams #the last of us #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #loser ellie #ellie williams tlou2 #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader

[supakixbabe]

So, I will be going on a blocking spree (which I never wanna do) because listen:

I don’t care if you like CM Punk, but for fucksake, hold him accountable for his actions. Saying Tony should’ve forced the Young Bucks to work with him is wrong on so many levels. Nobody should have to work with someone that toxic, because if they were in the ring together, he could’ve seriously hurt them. He could’ve seriously hurt them outside of the ring too. Same with Jack Perry. This has been normal behavior for this man which should never be condoned, but Punk fans will ride him into the sunset on such a high pedestal.

He has done this shit in so many companies, it’s actually quite sad and nothing new. I’m a former CM Punk fan (WITH A FUCKING PUNK TATTOO) and I know someone personally who’s actually hung around Punk.

They too are no longer a fan.

Brawl Out and the ALL IN incident should’ve never happened, but guess who caused all this shit? CM Punk. He has always been the “child” he called everyone else. Like I said, I don’t care if you’re a fan but don’t fucking claim he’s innocent and blame the people who worked hard to fix the shit he caused.

HE ASSAULTED HIS CO-WORKERS AND BOSS. I dare you to do that to one of your co-workers and your boss and see if you don’t get terminated, or worse, put in jail.

He is NOT INNOCENT. HE’S NOT RIGHT. NOTHING. And if you cannot hold him accountable and stop blaming everyone else for HIS actions. You’re JUST AS BAD.

AEW never needed Punk and he got salty and started running his mouth. He wasn’t right. HE NEVER WAS RIGHT.

This is my LAST time speaking on this and if you have a problem? Block me. If the roles were reversed, you’d all be up in arms. Keep that same energy with your pathetic savior – voice of the voiceless and a major hypocritical liar.

END OF STORY.

PS. Any Punk fans who hold him accountable are good in my book. 🖤

#wrestling #aew #matt jackson #the young bucks #nick jackson #young bucks #nicholas jackson #matthew jackson #kenny omega #jack perry #cm punk #brawl out #all in incident #wwe #laura speaks #supakixbabe speaks

[darkhairedmenrule]

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO its tony

man

would you be oh so kind as to make an

papa's x gn reader with fluff :)))))))))))

pretty please with gay men on top

Comfort time with the Papas

These are just little comfort headcanons that I came up with, this should be gn! reader because I don't mention any pronouns. I hope you like them Tony <3 All of these are romantic but if anyone wants a platonic or spicy version let me know. Please be gentle, this is my first Ghost fic. Enjoy!

Primo- With Primo, I imagine you two often peacefully coexist in his garden. Whether it be that he is teaching you how to garden and the differences in all of his plants, or you already know about gardening and he trusts you to help. These early mornings or evenings allow you both to just spend time together without having to fill the silence. You always make sure that he actually takes breaks and doesn't push himself too far. You guys only work for maybe an hour or so, nothing strenuous, and after you walk back to your shared rooms hand in hand. After you guys clean up, sharing sweet kisses or hugs depending on what you are comfortable with, he asks you if you want a drink. If you are a tea person, he makes you an absolutely lovely cup of tea ( from leaves that he grew himself, we love a girlboss). If you aren't a tea person he will make you anything that you want, even learn how to make your favorite drink. With your drinks, you cuddle either in bed with a good book or watch a movie that you both like.  All in all, you both enjoy a sweet calm evening after your long often hectic days. He always is generous with his affection, whether that be kisses and cuddling or letting you talk and being there for you physically and emotionally. Primo just wants his darling to be happy and healthy and will do anything to make that happen( even if you have to convince him to get a TV or any new technology in his room). He is simply grateful and honored that he gets to share these sweet moments with you and to let his heart be full of love and affection. Primo is a sweetheart and I just wanna kiss his forehead <3

Secondo- With Secondo, I imagine that he is used to filling his free time with carnal acts of all kinds, which is perfectly fine but we are not focusing on that today. I think that like his older brother, Secondo would crave domestic normalcy and would never pass it up. I imagine you found out about his hobby after he realized that you were interested in more than one night with him. I can see you finding his paintings and asking him if it would be okay if you joined him, and of course, he would want you to join him. He may be more stoic in some aspects than his brothers, but this man has so much affection to give you. Regardless of your skill level, he is going to treasure any and every painting you make with him. I can imagine him either keeping them in your shared room or creating a little gallery that he keeps on his phone( yes he has one but you might have to help him with it sometimes). After you guys have decided to finish painting one evening, you guys clean up and he offers to make you a drink. If you aren't a big fan of alcohol, he has different mocktails, Italian sodas, or anything else you would like. You two would probably cuddle up on the couch or in bed, either enjoying each other's company with a good book, listening to music, or maybe even a movie. Secondo is happy to share the evening with you in any way that you want. He simply just loves to bask in the sweet affection that you two share and remind himself that he deserves this love <3

Terzo- I imagine that quality time with Terzo can be many things. Like his older brother, he enjoys carnal acts, but also just existing together. I imagine that you two would spend some of your free time baking together. Terzo may be clumsy at times but he enjoys baking, especially if he has a personal taste tester. He would love to have you help him or just simply watch him enjoy his process. He loves to fill the time by asking you about your day, what you are excited or upset about, and anything that you would like to talk about. During all of it, he just has a sweet love drunk smile on his face. When whatever he was making is finally ready for you both to eat, he makes sure to give you the first bite, and he wants you to be honest about the taste, texture, and overall experience. He is extremely interested in your thoughts and loves to hear you in general. He always makes sure to take note of your criticism or praise so that if he ever recreates or remakes anything it is the same quality or better. After you two have shared your little treat, he likes to make you a hot chocolate. I know he might not seem like the type, but I know in my heart that he enjoys hot cocoa. Makes it from scratch every time and uses the same recipe that Primo used when he and Secondo were little. Adds any toppings that you like to yours and insist that he made it with love. You both cuddle and enjoy your delicious hot cocoa with either him reading you a book, you reading him one, enjoying some music, or a movie that you enjoy. He adores these evenings where you both can be yourselves, with no expectations or chores to do. You both just get to be close and love each other and know that you are cherished by your beloved Papa <3

Copia-  With Copia, I just have to mention his beloved rat babies. If you are in love with Copia I just imagine you spending the little downtime he allows himself to be with his sweet fur babies. You two are just sitting with them all, giving them the love, treats, and attention that each little cutie deserves. He loves this, he gets to not only decompress and relax with his Amore but he also gets to be with his beloved pets. The rats all have their personalities and love to run around you both, so happy that you are home. If you wear hoodies or =clothing with bigger pockets they love to crawl in and take little naps with their beloved parents because congratulations you are the co-parent to these little rats. After they have their food, cuddles, zoomies, and a few snacks they go back into their cage to rest and cuddle with each other. With your kids all in bed, you both get ready for bed yourselves. You either help Copia with his Papal paints if he hasn't already taken them off or maybe take a quick shower together or separately. Either way, when you both are ready to relax for the evening you grab some of Copia's beloved Juice boxes and relax in bed. Whether your evening ends with playing some video games, watching him play or you both playing, watching a movie, or just cuddling in bed before you sleep, Copia reminds you just how much he adores you. This is where he can let himself be Copia, not just Papa and he is so grateful that you see the real him. He loves to spend his evenings with his favorite person, all cuddled up and cozy in bed, knowing that he is loved and adored.<3

#Copia x reader #Secondo x reader #Primo x reader #Terzo x reader #Comfort #Primo x gn reader #Secondo x gn reader #Terzo x gn reader #Copia x gn reader #Cardinal Copia x reader #Papa Emeritus i x reader #Papa Emeritus ii x reader #Papa Emeritus iii x reader #Papa Emeritus iv x reader #x gn reader #the band ghost #papa x reader #Darkhairedmenrule fics #my fic

[puhpandas]

so uh sorry in advance if this question is annoying or if you've already been asked it before but. I haven't read the GGY book yet, I know what happens in it for the most part and I plan to read the pizzaplex books in order, but as someone who hasn't read it yet.. What exactly is it you see in shipping gregory and tony? no hate, just a genuine question on what about it is appealing, I don't really get it but I wanna understand it. is it something about the way it's written in the books or just the dynamic in general?

my genuine answer is the plot and story that could come from them. since its implied tony didnt know the real Gregory during their friendship and that ggy attacks him at the end of ggy I think theres so much story potential if he survives and like. as a mystery solver actually frees Gregory after realizing what's going on

I dont actually ship Gregory and tony from the strictly canon ggy book sense but I think that post ggy, tony and Gregory bonding over what they went through with ggy (in a scenario where he frees greg) and tony getting to know the REAL Gregory is just really interesting. and in my case I think beckory/romance could eventually come from that :)

it's why all of my beckory content (at least now) is always post ggy. even if Gregory was himself during their three amigos friendship in ggy I dont think beckory could happen because of what kind of people they both are. not only does post ggy beckory make more sense after going through stuff together but since tony is a selfish person with easily fixable flaws if he'll just realize them I think him growing and changing as a person during his and Gregory's (and depending, ellis, since he has to be included too. I believe in no tony without ellis) adventure would be so interesting

this ask wasnt rude or anything so dont worry :) I'm glad to answer it. this is my own appeal to beckory but others dont have my exact preferences and that's okay, but this is how I see them trying to stick as closely to in character as possible. I like seeing beckory as a continuation of ggy and not completely changing everything about the book to make it happen, you know?

I like the story and I think beckory would come from that, not purely beckory so I erase everything else. Tony's character development tied with beckory + how beckory can parallel fronnie is so appealing to me. I'm a writer so of course I love the big picture + the ship more than just the ship lol

#pandas.txt #pandas talks #pandas asks #thoughts #beckory #gregory #tony #ggy

[turningsoft]

Richie Tozier & Will Byers Werewolf Metaphor Post

@pinkeoni's old What's up with all the werewolves? post and its further discussion made me think of a lot. Seriously, it's lengthy.

I wanna preface this by saying I don't actually believe everything is connected or intentional, as it would be a huge reach. However, it's rather interesting to draw connections even where there were intended none. Proceed at your own peril.

As we all know, the Duffers originally wanted to write Stephen King's IT remake. Naturally, we also know they took some inspiration from King's various work, so for me it was a really small leap from werewolf references in Stranger Things to Richie's werewolf in IT.

Richie Tozier Was A Teenage Werewolf

In the book, Richie goes to see a horror double-feature, which includes movies I Was a Teenage Werewolf and I Was a Teenage Frankenstein (both 1957). Let's read the excerpt from the novel.

The Teenage Frankenstein was suitably gross. The Teenage Werewolf was somehow scarier, though… perhaps because he also seemed a little sad. What had happened wasn't his own fault. There was this hypnotist who had fucked him up, but the only reason he'd been able to was that the kid who turned into the werewolf was full of anger and bad feelings. Richie found himself wondering if there were many people in the world hiding bad feelings like that. Henry Bowers was just overflowing with bad feelings, but he sure didn't bother hiding them.

Now, this quote contains a lot of information to suggest that Richie at least empathizes with the character, but we don't actually see him relating to Tony until Richie comes face to face with Pennywise — for the first time, or so he thinks. During this encounter, It takes the form of the Teenage Werewolf and chases Bill and Richie out of the house on Neibolt Street. His appearance is described in great detail and mostly doesn't contradict the original movie, except for the werewolf's silk jacket.

It was black with orange piping — the Derry High School colors.

And a bit further on:

It was the other thing that made him feel as if he might faint, or just give up and let it kill him. A name was stitched on the jacket in gold thread, the kind of thing you could get done down at Machen's for a buck if you wanted it. Stitched on the bloody left breast of the Werewolf's jacket, stained but readable, were the words RICHIE TOZIER.

In the movie it's Tony's signature jacket that allows others to recognize him in his werewolf form, so it only makes sense to assume Richie's scared because he's forced to recognize himself in the monster. The implications affect him so deeply that he considers giving up his own life.

Bad feelings

It provides a bit of insight into Richie's head and makes us question what exactly he considers “bad feelings” within himself, if not anger (he doesn't seem to be an angry person). Some speculate it has to do with growing up and becoming an unstable, hormonal teenager in the future. Others link it to his possible undiagnosed ADHD, self-hatred and the ever-present fear of being ostracized for his differences, both visible and not. Being a queer person in the 50's would also fit the narrative pretty well. For those who are interested, I strongly recommend reading expanded analysis on the matter here (werewolf as a symbol in IT), here (bisexuality viewed as “monstrous”) and here (Richie's fears explained).

Not his fault

Obviously, none of the aforementioned reasons justify putting such strong labels (monster, werewolf) on a literal child. Richie seems to understand he's not at fault for whatever makes him a target, but he also believes in a strong possibility someone can inflict this inhuman identity upon him. Despite already being bullied, he fears his situation can take a turn for the worse. And despite having a wonderful support system, he somehow knows it's not enough. If someone or something decides to “fuck him up” and exploit his vulnerable state, they will, so he cuts down on the amount of vulnerability. Heavily. I can't believe I'm still not talking about Will Byers.

Hiding stuff

As ironic as it sounds, Richie Tozier is canonically good at hiding. Other people find it difficult to make up their minds about his personality and actions — the most famous instance being, perhaps, this quote.

He had known Richie Tozier for four years, and he still didn't really understand what Richie was about.

Richie uses his Voices and “numbers” both as a shield and a weapon. He shows raw emotions only when he considers it absolutely safe. He takes “refuge in absurdity”. To reiterate @/jasperathrifteddoll's werewolf symbolism post, Richie 1) is confusing; 2) tells half-truths; 3) puts up facades; 4) “through his concealment of his inner thoughts to the reader, seems almost aware of his status as a book's narrator”.

All of Richie's fears are connected to or based on public perception. “But he knew well enough” has earned a meta post in and of itself.

Will Byers Has Werewolves In His Closet

So what's the meaning behind this werewolf costume in the Trick or Treat, Freak episode? Maybe it's a manifestation of one of Will's fears, or maybe there's no hidden message. After all, even if Stranger Things and IT are connected, I Was A Teenage Werewolf has nothing to do with ST… Unless we consider it left a huge legacy and inspired The Cramps to write a song of the same name — the one that introduced Eddie Munson to the audience in S04E01. Frankly speaking, I don't think this was an easter egg the writers were actively trying to include, but it doesn't take away from the parallel. It's still fun to compare Will and Richie, especially because on a surface level they're so unlike.

To execute Stephen King's werewolf metaphor, one would need:

a character with enough emotional baggage,

who is afraid of being perceived as a monster,

especially as a result of trusting an authority figure,

who breaks his trust and exploits his vulnerable state,

potentially making him dangerous in the process.

Let's see if Will ticks all the boxes.

Bad feelings

Will's otherness is easy to pick up on. It's either “being a sensitive artistic kid who grew up to be gay in the 80's” or “being a child who was abducted to a horrific dimension and is now attached to it”. Arguably, we don't even have to choose: these two plots are closely related and can become one through the AIDS metaphore. Not to mention the whole “growing up poor with an abusive and neglectful father” thing. Simply put, Will Byers has plenty reason to experience “bad feelings”. On a rare occasion, we can hear about his struggles firsthand.

Bad feelings = self-hatred

So far, Will has internalized a variety of epithets:

“Zombie Boy”

“Freak”

“Stupid”

“Mistake”

We can see each of them affect him to some extent.

In season 2, during multiple heart-to-hearts with Jonathan, Will expresses his desire for everyone to stop treating him different, like there's something wrong with him. Meaning, he himself doesn't think there's something wrong. He stubbornly insists: “Yeah, I am. I am [a freak],” but he's quick to be offended when Jonathan agrees. It reads as a defense tactic, not his own opinion. After all, when you pointedly address yourself in a hurtful fashion, shouldn't those words stop holding power over you?

When drawing the Zombie Boy, Will essentially tries to reclaim this identity in a way that's true to him — by using art. He doesn't want to passively accept the label, he wants to strip it of its negative connotations. But then again, when a kid deemed as dead comes back to life, it's a pretty dumb reason to bully him. Will probably knows it's dumb, so he fights back. His homosexuality, though, is a harder pill to swallow.

There's no denying he feels guilty for his attraction to Mike (well, boys, but Mike specifically). Guilty and other things as well, a mixture of shameful, jealous, hurt, confused and angry. In seasons 3 and 4 he learns that even the tiniest portions of his affection and his sincerest attempts at salvaging a friendship can be neglected or misconstrued. It cuts deeply.

Then there's, of course, the van scene. Will says he feels like a mistake sometimes. Not all the time, he clears up. Mike makes him feel better for being different, and yet Will cries after the speech, knowing full well his differences don't make his life any happier or simplier, or better.

Bad feelings = past trauma

Still, all of it pales in comparison to plain old trauma and its prolonged effects. This anon ask and @/heroesbyler's answer have summarized it better than I ever could. Here's a quote that I can't not mention:

His trauma is one of the most if not the most multifaceted in the entire story, and also he literally is the main character foil to the big villain. Saying that Will hates himself for being gay is such a gross oversimplification of what we see. It's haunting to know that people want to project a stereotypical situation to his nuanced one.

Additionally, there were theories that Will is a victim of CSA, and I'm not only referring to the ones about Vecna/MF/UD allegories (these I very much agree with) but those about full-on CSA by Lonnie. While I'm still on the fence about it, I acknowledge this is also a possibility.

To sum up, our boy Will has been through a lot. Emotional baggage? Check. Susceptibility to “monstrous” labels? Check.

Not his fault

Up until this point I was being ambiguous about whether my theory is applicable to S2 only or other seasons as well. I have to admit, right now the werewolf costume guy is no more than a little foreshadowing of the S2 plot. However, given the fact that S5 is promised to take inspiration from S2, some of its key elements or plot points may be reused, albeit probably in a different fashion. Additionally, new information might be revealed, meaning that the metaphore has potential to grow into something bigger in the future.

For now I'll focus on the S2 events mainly and compare them to I Was A Teenage Werewolf.

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Movie: Tony Rivers embodies a typical delinquent from the 50's. He's a troubled rebellious teenager with anger issues. He exhibits such violent behavior that he's advised to seek psychological help.

IT: Richie doesn't fixate on the anger part and instead uses “bad feelings” wording to convey broader (or perhaps, entirely different) meaning. Ultimately, we're led to believe that it doesn't matter what character traits Tony possessed. What's more important is 1) he had psychological issues; 2) he was advised to seek out professional help.

ST: Will has a lot of unresolved trauma from his experience in the UD, which manifests in “bad feelings”, so-called flashbacks and coughing up demonic slugs. He's advised to undergo medical supervision/scientific surveillance at Hawkins Lab.

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Movie: Dr. Alfred Brandon embodies the classic mad scientist archetype. He conducts experiments on people by using hypnosis and medication in unconventional ways and claims it's for a greater cause. He draws out Tony's traumatic childhood memories during their sessions. Brandon has an assistant, Dr. Hugo Wagner, who comes across as compassionate and humanistic.

ST: Dr. Martin Brenner is affiliated with multiple scientific projects that conduct experiments on people by using sensory deprivation, psychedelic drugs and various abuse/manipulation tactics. He, too, claims it's for a greater cause. Also works with traumatic childhood memories, e. g. the whole NINA project. If twelvegate is proven true in S5, these parallels will become positively unhinged. Brenner repeatedly works with Dr. Owens, who on the outside seems more sympathetic towards main heroes.

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Movie: Tony finally accepts Dr. Brandon's help after a Halloween party gone wrong. He decides to trust everyone's opinion, goes through the procedure and ends up becoming “possessed by wolves” (= made into a werewolf).

ST: Will accepts the fact that he's spiraling and needs help on Halloween night. He decides to trust Dr. Owens, Joyce and Bob that his visions are just PTSD-related episodes. He follows Bob's advice and ends up possessed.

Ultimately, this is the moment when Will's trust is broken. Although it's definitely not Bob's or Joyce's fault, a collective authority figure represented by Hawkins Lab fails Will. It fucks him up big. And one can argue, Owens' incapacity to protect him wasn't a simple negligence but an extension of Brenner's politics. @/runninguplenorahills suggests the following:

If Owens knew about Brenner being alive and deliberately kept that information to himself (which he did), and if Owens knew about Henry and everything that happened (which seems to be the case too)……. Well….. doesn't that make Owens' inability to help and protect Will in s2 a deliberate choice?

Regardless, it isn't Will's own doing that turns him into someone dangerous — it's the Lab's fault.

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Movie: Dr. Brandon and his assistant argue about the necessity of transforming Tony because it might be harmful or even fatal to him.

“But you're sacrificing a human life!” ”Do you cry over a guinea pig?”

ST: Dr. Owens argues with other scientists over attacking the UD vines/tunnels and potentially harming Will in the process.

“And if it kills the boy?” ”Then quite frankly, Sam, it kills him.”

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Movie: In his werewolf state, Tony kills a bunch of his classmates, a random dog, Dr. Brandon and his assistant.

ST: While being possessed, Will leads the soldiers into a trap and gets them killed because they've upset the MF. Owens ends up injured, and Bob gets killed. We can view them all as Brenner's “assistants” to different extents.

All in all, I'd say the metaphor fits. But wait, there's more!

Hiding stuff

Once again referencing @/pinkeoni's posts, there's a long history of Will hiding his feelings. Fascinating how the conversation that basically establishes this trait of his, aka his exchange with Joyce, happens in S2 and specifically in relation to his not-actually-PTSD episodes. But the motive of hiding, be it in a literal or a figurative sense (as in hiding parts of himself), is integral to Will's character. It is continually present troughout seasons and is supported by in-show elements and costume design choices alike.

Billy Hargrove And Henry Bowers Are Overflowing

Parallels should be drawn between Henry and Billy, too. This section is small, but nonetheless I like it — it's a finishing touch to the story and a cherry to top it all off.

Richie completes his train of thought by contrasting Tony and Henry Bowers, accentuating how the latter “didn't bother hiding” his bad feelings, e. g. his anger, bigotry and violent outbursts. The same could be said about Billy. Both of them killed people under the influence (Flayed!Billy, Pennywise-inspired!Henry) and definitely were capable of assault regardless. For both of them a relationship with one's father seems to be an instigation of their descent into madness, although Billy hates Neil, whereas Henry appears to have a more complex, effectively love-hate attitude towards Oscar.

It's also noteable that Billy is a foil character to Will, who is mirroring him in many ways, while Henry and Patrick may be seen as foils to Richie and Eddie when it comes to handling “their same-sex attraction”. And by the way, if sexuaility and attraction is consired “bad feelings” within Will's mind, one particular part of this post becomes all the more relevant. To quote and paraphrase, “Billy wears his sexuality proud and openly”, yet Will's sexuality is suppressed — another case of hiding versus overflowing.

I'd love to TL;DR this post into something concise and coherent, but I fear I'd just end up repeating my points and wording. I'd rather say I have more thoughts on Richie and Will's similarities, so there's gonna be a short post about it sometime down the line. Thank you to anyone who decided that this was worth reading!

#tw csa mention #will byers #richie tozier #stranger things analysis #st analysis #my analysis #this is not gonna get noticed but whatever #i'm doing it for the sake of doing it

[abbatoirablaze]

Deal With The Devil, Chapter 5

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: mentions of strip clubs, oral (M receiving), ball play, cheating, mentions of war/injury. 

“AND TO MY BESST MAN FOR PREPARING THE BEST BACHELOR PARTY EVER!” Steve yelled over the roar of the club’s music, “THE BACHELOR PARTY TO END ALL BACHELOR PARTIES!”

“AND HERE’S TO THE LUCKY GROOM!” Sam yelled, adding his own toast in, “MAY HE MARRY AND STILL CONTINUE TO GET ALL THE PUSSY HE WANTS ON THE SIDE WHILE HE RULES BROOKLYN WITH AN IRON FIST!”

Steve’s men cheered along to the best man’s toast, as they lifted their shots and downed their drinks. 

A few women giggled as they mingled with the party, their bodies writhing along with the music. 

“Ladies, I’m about to be ar-a married man!” Steve slurred as another woman slid against him and started grinding against him.  The blonde turned and pulled Steve in by the back of his neck, kissing him fast and hard. 

Steve tossed the bottle of whiskey down on the ground.  The glass broke and the liquid sprayed out around them as he gripped the mostly nude woman by the hips and kissed her back, allowing himself to get swept up in her body glitter and the smell of overly ripe cherries.

He broke the kiss only when a hand reached for the zipper on his pants. 

He was surprised to see another woman and he lifted his brow.

“Let us take care of you, bachelor boy!” the woman who was kissing him smiled, “gotta make sure we give you a night for that spank bank when your new little wife holds out…gotta remind you of the good old days of not being tide down before it happens.”

“You wanna go somewhere more private?” the girl with the hand on his zipper asked. 

He smiled and shook his head and the two girls grinned.  The first one unzipped his pants, and the second girl pushed him back onto one of the chairs. 

A few of Steve’s men began to cheer when they saw the women both getting on their knees. 

“GET IT, BOSS!”

“HELL YA!”

“SOMEONE GET ME ANOTHER BOTTLE!” Steve yelled over the roar of the strip club. 

He watched as the woman’s mouths sandwiched his hardened length, each of their tongues lapping up every bit of precum and running along his cock.

“That’s right!” Steve growled happily.  He spread his thighs a little more to allow the girls a little more room, and one of them reached up and cupped his balls, “you.  Suck em while she blows me.”

The girls looked at each other and giggled before following his instructions.

“You didn’t have to stay here with me you know,” she sighed as she gave Bucky yet another guilty look.  He continued to ignore her pathetic attempt at an apology, “James…”

“I’m not a partier!” he said simply with a shrug, “there’s too much booze and not enough level-headed people.  And anyways, someone had to stay behind and make sure you were safe.  You’re Steve’s fiancé.”

“It-it wasn’t my choice…” she frowned, “to keep you here, I mean…I-I know what it must look like, with the bookstore and you being the only one that couldn’t go out with his men, but I’m not that kind of person.  I-“

Bucky looked across the kitchen island at her and frowned, “we probably shouldn’t talk about that, Inez…”

“We-we’re going to have to eventually, don’t you think?” she asked softly.  He looked back away from her, and she made her way around the island.  She reached out and touched his flesh hand, “I-I mean…I met you at the bookstore first…and you know that I’m attracted to you.  That wasn’t a secret.  I left you my number in the cover of that book for a reason.”

“And now you’re about to be Steve’s wife, Inez…”

She frowned, and took a step back, creating some distance between the two of them.  Her hand slipped off of his, “I don’t care about Steve.  I know that you can see that.  It’s just a business arrangement that I had no choice in.  Whatever Tony and Steve-”  

He looked back up and his eyes met hers, “Inez…stop”

“I’m sorry…you-you’re right…you’re one of Steve’s men…I-I Just-“

She was cut off in an instant.  She felt the cool metal from Bucky’s prosthetic on one side of her face, and the warmth of his flesh hand on the other side. 

His lips were unbelievably soft against the smallest bit of stubble that prickled against her face.  She whimpered against his lips as fireworks went off in her mind.  Instinctively she leaned into him, and he spun the two of them until her back bumped against the counter. 

And then a knock at the door made the two of them split apart as though they’d been struck by lightning. 

Her throat felt dry as her eyes had snapped towards the direction of the door. 

Bucky stepped forward, his own instincts taking over as he innately put himself between her and the door.  She noticed him tensing up as one hand reached for the gun she knew was on his hip. 

“James…i-it’s probably just Pepper…” she reminded him, “remember?”

She saw him relax as he processed her words.   He turned back towards her, and she whimpered again, seeing how puffy his lips already were from the few simple moments of kissing him. 

“Y-you can’t make those kinds of sounds with me, doll.”

Another whimper left her throat at the pet name and she felt like she was going to swoon with the huskiness in his voice.  

“Then you can’t go kissing me the way that you did and be all super protective because it’s doing things to me, James…” she admitted, “and the way your voice sounds right now…you’re dangerous for me.”

He smirked for a second, before turning his attention to the door once more, when Pepper knocked yet again, “I-I suppose I should get that.  You get your snacks and I’ll let in your guest…for your bachelorette party…”

“Is it really a party if there’s only me and her watching a movie while you guard us?” she asked, “and does any of this really count if I don’t want to marry Steve in the first place?”

“Bucky, can you get me and Inez another drink?”

Bucky bit his lip and looked at her.  She nodded, “we’ll be fine, James…”

Pepper lifted her brow but said nothing.  She watched as Bucky made his way out of the home theater in the basement before she looked back at her sister-in-law, “what was that, Inez?”

“What?” she asked, “James?  He’s protecting me…”

“Looks like he’s protecting something,” she teasingly smiled, “I see the way he’s been looking at you all night…he likes you.”

A blush rose to her cheeks, and she shook her head, “Pepper, stop.”

“You know who he is…” she said slowly, “he’s one of the five family’s sons…His father ruled Staten Island before the Allfather took it from him.”

“Pepper…” she sighed, shaking her head, “I-I don’t want to go into it…”

“But that’s Bucky Barnes, Inez.”   She said quickly, “his family was the family that came to help mine…that’s why Tony helped him with the prosthetic.”

“What?”

“How much has Tony told you about the last war?” she asked, “the one where my family and the Barnes family fell?”

“Not much,” she shrugged, “only that Tony helped Peter fortify Queens…he tried to keep me away from everything after mom and dad were killed.  That was dad’s wish…to keep me away from the business.  You know I’ve never met anyone else from the other families before you and Peter.”

“Well, Bucky Barnes is the reason that I’m alive,” she admitted with a frown as she thought about everything that had happened, “Barton and his crew came in and tried to overthrow my father…Bucky’s dad was sick, but he gave all of his people to help…what he didn’t realize was that it was a ploy for the Allfather to overthrow him.  While Bucky was getting me to Tony, he left his father defenseless, and they killed him.  When he came back, Thor and his father had taken over.  They took Bucky’s arm and said they were going to keep his mom and sisters.  They dumped him on Tony’s door.  Tony made sure that he was patched up and taken care of, and got him the best medical treatment that was available because of his sacrifices…”

“James helped Tony?”

“He helped me,” she said with a simple smile, “Our fathers were close…so close that Bucky was supposed to marry me.  But he knew that I was in love with Tony…so when he saw his chance, he told his dad that he was going to protect me, when really, he was just getting me to Tony…Clint would have forced me to marry him as a way of legitimizing himself.”

“And he lost his arm because of it…”

“It was well worth it!” a voice said from the entrance.  Inez jumped and Bucky frowned as he made his way in with a few drinks.  He passed one to Pepper and sat the other one beside her.  Bucky gave Pepper a sad smile, “besides us having no real chemistry because we weren’t in love with each other and you were in love with Tony, you were too old for me anyways, Potts…”

Pepper laughed and sipped on her drink, “looks like you found someone better, Barnes.  You know, I think Tony would have liked to have you as a brother-in-law more than Rogers…”

“She’s marrying Steve!” he said solemnly, “her and I have had this discussion and we both know what is happening…despite our obvious attraction to one another.”

“Funny,” Pepper mused as she downed the drink, “your lips say that, but your eyes say something else entirely.”

“And what do my eyes say, Pepper?”

“That it’s far too late for me, and I should get home before Tony starts to worry,” she said smartly, ignoring the question from the cool and collected man.  She stood up and hugged Inez, who was quick to her feet, “you be safe, you understand me?  Things are about to get really messy in the boroughs when Thor and Clint find out that you’re marrying Steve…and Bucky?”

“Yeah, Pepper?”

“Take care of Inny…” she said softly as she brushed some of the ringlets away from her face, “and don’t lose your other arm in the process of protecting this damsel.”

Bucky nodded, and the pair started back towards the entrance so that they could see her out.  The three of them walked in relative silence, but Bucky stopped her when he noticed that none of Tony’s men were with her.

“What’s wrong, Barnes?”

“No Happy?”

She shook her head, “my husband knows where I am…”

“We shouldn’t let you go alone.”

“Don’t worry,” she smiled, pointing to the sky, “Tony’s got satellites everywhere, Barnes.  Chances are he’s been watching the house the whole night, and now that he sees the porch light on and me coming out, he’ll have Happy probably meeting me somewhere near-“

But before she could finish her sentence a car was pulling up the drive and beeping to let her know that he was there. 

Inez giggled. 

“What’s so funny?”

She pointed to Happy pulling around.  Bucky’s brow rose, “that was quick.”

“He probably had him lurking somewhere nearby, Barnes.”

“Just when you think the guy doesn’t give a damn….”

Pepper smiled as Happy got out and opened the backseat up for her, “my husband is many things, Bucky, but he cares far too much.  Ask Inny…he’s a big teddy bear for the people he loves.”

“Tell Tony I miss him?”

Pepper nodded and kissed her sister-in-law on the cheek, “I will…but call him.  He’s going insane from not hearing from you.  I think he might think you’re madder at him than you actually are.  And while I know that being hard-headed is a trademark Stark characteristic, you’re the more sensible of the two of you.”

She nodded, and Bucky instinctively wrapped his arm around Inez’ waist, pulling her close to his frame, while Pepper joined Happy in the car.  The two of them watched him drive back down the long path, before disappearing to the right. 

“You know…this feels right!” she admitted softly, looking over her shoulder and into his silvery eyes, “you and me…standing here…waving our guest off for the evening…”

“Inez…”

She bit her lip and nodded, pulling away from the man she had feelings for.  She chose to walk back into the house, and towards the grand staircase, “you’ll stay with me until Steve gets home, right?”

He nodded, “I’ll stay as long as you want me to, Inez…”

“What if I don’t want you to leave, James?” she asked, pausing at the bottom of the steps. 

He walked up to her, pausing when it was only the railing between the two of them.  He reached up and gently stroked her face, “we shouldn’t get any closer, Inez…I know you think you want to play this flirty little game, but it’s not a game to me.  I have some real feelings for you that developed in that bookstore.  And the path I walk never turns out good for those who try to walk it with me…”

“D-do you feel anything for me?” she asked softly, “I mean, you know that I-“

“I kissed you, Inez,” he recalled, cutting her off with a chuckle and a nod, “I think if anything’s safe to say, it’s that I do have feelings for you too.  But you’re supposed to marry Steve…”

“You were supposed to marry Pepper,” she reminded him as she leaned towards his face, “What if I am supposed to end up with you?  What if-”

Bucky felt his heart hammering in his chest.  He was tempted to give in to her kiss, but at the last second he turned away, “Inez…I-“

The two jumped away from one another as the door was nearly kicked open. 

Inez’ eyes went wide when her fiancé was surrounded by a gaggle of five women, all of whom were plastered beyond belief as they stumbled past them without so much as an acknowledgement. 

The two of them stood in silence as they heard the party going up the stairs and down the hall, undoubtedly to the master bedroom.  Music came blaring from down the hall and Bucky frowned when he heard the over exaggerated moans from women starting up. 

“Looks like he wants this marriage as much as I do…” she said thoughtfully, giving him another longing glance, James…I-“

“I’m sorry, Inez…I should go!” he apologized as he quickly made his way out the door, knowing that if he stayed, he was going to take her future vows as seriously as her fiancé upstairs, by fucking her brains out in the entryway.

Chapter 6

Tag List:  @teambarnes72, @prokey16, @lohnes16

#deal with the devil #marvel #marvel au #the avengers #steve rogers #captain america #bucky barnes #mob au #mafia au #new york city #james bucky buchanan barnes #bucky fanfic #james bucky barnes #bucky #the winter soldier #white wolf #sam wilson #falcon and the winter soldier #the falcon #pepper potts #happy #tony stark #iron man

[bellaramseysgf]

Mistake (Stucky)

Warning(s); DDLG relationship,polyamory,mentions of reader being hurt (nothing too bad),guiltripping? (Idk if that’s what this is), angry daddy Bucky <3.

Pairing(s); Daddy! Steve Rogers x Little! Fem! Reader x Daddy! Bucky Barnes.

Summary; this cute request

A/n; I hope I did you justice pretty<3

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You squirmed, you wanted up, you wanted out, you were restless beyond belief. It was nap time,you usually fall asleep just fine but not today. You figured it was because daddy was out of the house. Dada slept soundly next to you in his bed, you just wanted to get up, do something. You had too much energy.

You carefully wiggled your way out of his bed and walked down the stairs careful as always. You opened the door to your playroom and smiled pulling out your coloring books and crayons. You wanted your markers but daddy put them on a shelf a few inches taller then you, just out of reach.

You huffed and drug the small chair from your tea party table and sat it under the shelf but it wasn’t tall enough. You grabbed some of your story books and staked those up climbing on top of those you could just barely reach it.

Bucky walked back in from his meeting with Tony, it was quiet like it should be it was your nap time. He sat his keys on the counter and flipped through the mail.

THUD!

Bucky jumped and scrambled down the hall seeing you laid out on your playroom rug markers and books scattered everywhere.

“Baby!” He said and immediately knelt down moving the books out of his way, you winced when he touched your foot. He could already see the small bruise forming. “Can you wiggle your toes for daddy?” You did so and Bucky sighed. It’s not broken probably just a bad sprain.

“Where’s dada? Why didn’t you ask for help baby? Are you okay? Does anywhere else hurt?” Bucky was rambling off questions and you just stared at him. “Sorry, daddy was panicking. Does anywhere else hurt?” You shook your head and Bucky sighed lifting you up.

“Where’s dada?” He asked and you shrugged. It took Bucky a moment to realize you were deeper in headspace then normal, the fall must’ve triggered the reaction. Whatever age you were you didn’t like talking.

“Is dada in the living room?” He asked and you shook your head “hmmm, what about outside?” You shook your head again “I’ve got it! Is he asleep?” You nodded giggling at Bucky.

Bucky knew where he was, obviously he had too if it was nap time. He liked seeing you giggle though.

Bucky carried you with him into the living room. “Okay baby, daddy is gonna go get dada you stay right here. Wanna watch peppa?” He asked and you nodded as he turned on the tv. “Wan’ kit” you babbled and Bucky smiled.

Kit was a stuffed bear he had gotten you on his last mission, it was a soft brown color and had blue eyes you said it looked like dada.

Bucky quickly grabbed the bear from your playroom making sure you were settled before he went upstairs.

“Steven Grant Rogers.” Bucky huffed as Steve jerked awake at his full name, rubbing sleep from his eyes he momentarily panicked when you weren’t next to him. “She’s downstairs” Bucky said and Steven could hear the anger in his voice.

“What’d I do?” He asked and Bucky sighed “well, first of all it seems like it was more of a nap for you then her.” Steve smiled weekly “not only did you manage to let her sneak out of our room, you left her unsupervised.” Bucky had his hands on his hips like he does when he lectures you about eating veggies.

“She’s fine, it’s not like anything bad happened” Bucky’s jaw clenched “nothing bad? Nothing bad huh? Right, she just sprained her ankle for fun.” Steve shot up at that pushing past Bucky and his rant to rush downstairs to you.

You were chewing on your bears ears eyes glued to peppa pig on the tv “princess!” Steve said and you smiled at your dada widely. He glanced down at your propped up foot seeing the bruise and guilt flooded him.

“See, you see what happens when you don’t pay attention?” Bucky smacked Steve’s arm and you furrowed your brows tugging Steve closer to you. “Mean daddy!” You scolded and Bucky raised his brows at you.

“Baby, this isn’t the time to be protective of dada.” Bucky warned and you whined pouting at him. “Dada sorry” you said and Steve nodded “yeah! Dada sorry” Steve copied your pout and Bucky sighed a chuckle escaping.

“I’m calling bruce” dada said lifting his phone from his pocket. You immediately got excited. Uncle Bruce was coming over! You loved uncle Bruce he was your favorite he was always very kind to you and he’d bring you little plastic test tubes for your doctors kit.

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About half an hour later Bruce was knelt down beside you looking over your ankle. “Does this hurt, love?” He asked pressing on the ball of your foot you winced and nodded a bit. “Wiggle your toes for me” you did so and Bruce smiled tickling your foot you squealed pulling it away.

He stood up “she’s fine, just ice it for a few days, if she complains about pain just give her Tylenol” “thanks bruce” Steve said patting his back. “The bruising is normal when it’s this bad, nothing looks to be broken. If she’s still limping or complaining about pain for more then a week give me another call” they both nodded.

“Feel better love, okay?” Bruce patted your head and you smiled up at him. Bucky lead bruce out and Steve sat down next to you. “Dada is really sorry he let you get hurt princess,why didn’t you wake me?” He asked and you shrugged “dada needed sleep”

Steve was good at hiding things, just not from you. You could see the way he’d drift off while reading over files or how he’d always be awake early in the morning when you needed a glass of water. It was obvious he wasn’t sleeping well rather he meant to keep it a secret or not.

Steve smiled and kissed your head “such a thoughtful baby.” You smiled and leaned over resting your head on his shoulder. Bucky smiled at the two of you “me too!” He said and sat on the other side of you gently pulling your legs into your lap.

You cuddled up to kit and smiled feeling much better now, you could feel your eyes getting heavy until they eventually closed and you drifted to sleep.

“How come she’s easy when you’re around?” Steve asked and Bucky chuckled “I don’t think that’s it, I think it’s because we are both here” Steve gently ran his fingers through your hair. “Yeah, that might just be it” Steve said looking down at you sleeping with a smile.

#fem reader #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers x little!reader #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers #steve rogers x you #steve rogers x bucky barnes #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes x little!reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x steve rogers

[babybatscreationsv2]

Lessons For a Brat Part 2 (END)

Marvel | Winterstarker

It's Bucky's first time being sent on one of Tony Stark's calls despite the many years the man had been using their escort service. Only it isn't the "Mr. Stark" he had expected waiting for him when he arrives.

Rating: Explicit

For H <3

Warnings and tags below

Warnings/tags: escort!Bucky, brat!Peter, incest, mildly dubious consent, rough sex, humiliation, threesome, possessiveness

Peter was waiting for him on the couch when he came in. The boy was barely dressed, wearing a pair of shorts with his shirt hanging open. His smile was cocky when he saw Bucky.

Peter was waiting for him on the couch when he came in. The boy was barely dressed, wearing a pair of shorts with his shirt hanging open. His smile was cocky when he saw Bucky.

"You called, sweetheart?"

"Dad's at a work thing, but we should have a few hours."

"Then we'd better cut to the chase this time. Or are we gonna keep playing the 'I wanna top' game?"

"Fuck you," Peter spat, but his cheeks rapidly grew red and his eyes turned away.

Bucky walked over to the couch and looked down at him. He reached down, wrapped his hand around the boy's neck, and pulled him to his feet. Just like before he was soft, melting under his hands as Bucky kissed him. He reached behind him to squeeze his ass and Peter whined. He pressed his body against Bucky's, rubbing himself against his hip. Bucky was just about to push him down onto the couch when the elevator chimed and they both froze.

Tony Stark, dressed as sharp as all the magazines made him look, came striding out of the elevator. He walked like he had all the time in the world. As if they would simply wait as long as it took for him to address him. And they did. He walked to the living room and stopped at the edge of the rug. He said nothing as he looked at them both. Bucky watched the man's eyes glide from the hand on his son's ass to their legs which were slotted together to Peter's hands on Bucky's chest. Finally he looked him in the eye.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Stark," Bucky greeted. He removed his hands from the man's son and offered him one. Tony just slipped his hands into his pockets. "I'm Bucky."

"I know who you are, Mr. Barnes." He looked at them both. "Your boss called. Wanted to make sure I knew what my son was up to." Tony looked at the boy.

"I'm nineteen! I can fuck who I want." He turned away from Bucky as if squaring the man up.

"Is that right?" Tony took a couple steps forward and tossed his jacket over the back of an armchair. "You don't fuck anyone without my permission. You know better than that, kiddo."

Bucky looked between the two of them, unsure of what to make of the conversation. Whatever was happening, he didn't want to be caught up in it. He stepped away from the couch heading towards the door.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stark. I'll see myself out."

"No you won't." He stopped him with a hand on his chest as he tried to pass. Bucky stared into his eyes, heart pounding nervously. Tony looked him up and down, eyes returning to his face with low lids and a flirty smile.

The hand on his chest moved to his chin. Bucky could feel his own pulse in his throat now.

"You've already been booked for the evening." His voice was low and intimate. He leaned slowly towards him and Bucky followed without a thought. "I might as well get what I paid for."

Tony's lips met his, so softly it made him shiver. Then again, more firmly, more demanding. He'd laughed at Peter for the way he came apart after a kiss, but he was no better. Not when Tony kissed him like that.

"Hey!" Peter nearly screamed and they both stopped. "That's my escort. I booked him. You can't have him!"

It was dangerous how unbothered Tony was by the outburst. He turned slowly away from Bucky, but his hand slid down from his face all the way to his abdomen.

"I don't know what's gotten into you," Tony stared the boy down. "But if you're going to act like a child you can be treated like one."

Peter crossed his arms over his chest. "Fuck you," he spat.

"We're gonna clean up that mouth. Teach you some manners." Tony looked back at him. "What do you think, Bucky? Want to help me discipline my son?"

Bucky grinned. He'd been looking forward to putting the brat in his place again, but this was so much better. "I'm in," he said, not in the least hiding how eager he was.

"Why don't you have a seat? Make yourself at home, Mr. Barnes."

Bucky stepped away and sat down on the couch. He settled back comfortably, legs splayed with an arm thrown across the back. Peter looked at him almost furiously.

"This is stupid," he spat at his father.

Tony walked closer as unhooked the buttons of his sleeves. He rolled the fabric up to his elbows and stopped, standing just in front of his son.

"Strip."

Peter was silent as he stood, glaring defiantly at the man.

"I can make this so much for you, baby. You don't want that, trust me."

The boy was red in the face as he dropped his shirt from his shoulders. He didn't look at either them. His clothes became a little pile on the floor, then he stood uncertainly in front of them. Bucky quirked an eyebrow at the sight of him, half hard, blush growing into his neck.

Tony sat in the chair across from Bucky. "Come here." He snapped his fingers.

Peter went and knelt in front of him. Bucky fucking throbbed at the sight. He'd realized the two of them were fucking but his daddy had him trained. It was gorgeous.

Tony reached down and gripped his jaw. "I shouldn't have to tell you what you did wrong, but since you're a little confused today let me spell it out for you." He paused and ran a gentle hand through Peter's hair. The boy settled, losing some of the tension in his shoulders.

"You do not have sex without my permission. Right?"

"Yes, daddy. I'm sorry," he said quietly.

Tony put two fingers to his lips and the boy opened his mouth. "You don't cum without my permission." He stuffed another finger into his mouth and pushed them in until he gagged. Bucky watched him struggle to keep his throat in check. He licked his lips, grip tight on the couch.

"And you do not," he stuffed a fourth finger into his mouth. Peter gagged and his eyes teared up. "Speak to me any way you like. Got it?"

"Yes, daddy," Peter gurled, barely intelligible around his father's hand.

"You're mine. And these holes are fucking mine." Bucky admired him, still and controlled, but completely at ease. Meanwhile his boy on the floor was a mess of spit and tears were starting to fall from his eyes.

Tony pulled the hand from his mouth and dried it on his pants. "Come here," he said as he pulled him up onto his lap. He looked smaller there, not because Tony was so much bigger but because he was so much more in control.

Peter pouted like a kicked puppy, but he let his dad pull him up and clean his face with his sleeve. Tony kissed him tenderly. Then he started to whine and Bucky realized his dad was stroking his cock. Bucky reached down and adjusted himself and Tony finally seemed to remember he was still there. He stopped and held Peter's face between his hands.

"Ready to be my good boy?"

"Yes, daddy." He blinked at him with wet lashes.

"Good. Then you have someone else to apologize to."

Peter slipped down from the man's lap and crawled over to the couch. He sat looking up at him, gorgeous and unbelievably tamed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Barnes," he said sweetly. Bucky looked at Tony, uncertain of his role here.

"It's hard to forgive him when he looks so pretty with tears in his eyes, isn't it?" Tony smirked. "I think you'll have to give him a proper apology, sweetheart."

"Can I, daddy?"

"Of course, baby. You don't mind right, Bucky?" Tony said, watching from his seat. "Open up his pants for him, baby. Make him feel at home."

Peter reached into his lap and unhooked his belt. His hands were so soft against his skin as he reached in and took his cock out, taking extra care to make sure he was comfortable. The boy was better trained than Bucky was and he was an actual whore.

Peter leaned over and spit, letting it run down his cock before he wrapped his hand around it. Bucky sighed and leaned back into the couch.

"I might just find it in me to forgive you," he teased.

Tony left his seat to stand behind him. He grabbed Peter's hips and pulled him so he was bent at the waist. Bucky looked down at the boy, blushing almost innocently, so different from the brat he was before. Both of his hands were wrapped around his cock while, behind him, Tony toyed with his ass.

Peter leaned forward, opening his mouth like he meant to wrap his lips around him, but Tony slapped his cheek. "Hands only, fucking whore." He hooked two fingers in the side of his mouth and pulled it open. "These holes are mine. Fucking disrespectful brat."

"Daddy," the boy whined with his mouth full.

"Shut up," Tony scolded. He took his fingers away and gripped the boy's hips. Bucky watched, enraptured, as he lined up his dick with his son's hole and slowly pushed in. Peter's eyes rolled back and his hands slowed.

"Hey," Bucky slapped his cheek. "You had an apology to make didn't you?"

"Sorry, Bucky." Peter blinked up at him. How could he look so innocent with his father's dick up his ass? And when Tony started to really fuck him, the boy just fell apart, moaning and whining. He squeezed Bucky's thigh with one hand and pumped his cock almost too fast with the other.

"Please, daddy!"

"Did you learn your lesson, kiddo?" Tony slowed himself down to lean over the boy's back, but Bucky could his hips rocking against Peter's ass, still fucking him deep.

"I'm sorry, daddy. I'll be good. I promise!"

"Then tell me what you need, baby."

Peter looked up at Bucky pleadingly. "I need something in my mouth. Please?"

"That's daddy's hole, baby." Tony smirked at Bucky. "But daddy can help you make your apology."

"Yes please, daddy!"

"Open wide." Peter opened his mouth and Tony grabbed the back of his head. He pushed his head down into Bucky's lap. The sudden heat around his cock almost made him forget himself, balls aching to come down that hot throat. Peter's soft lips wrapped around him and he moaned so sweetly even when Tony pushed him down until he choked.

"You know," Bucky cleared his throat. "I'm really supposed to use a condom for this."

"I'm his dad. How much more permission do you need?" Tony looked at him with an amused smirk. "Don't you think I know what's best for him?"

"Yes, sir." He couldn't argue with that. Especially not with such a pretty boy moaning around his dick. He looked so small, rocking back and forth between them. His skinny fingers held on to Bucky's thighs, but he did nothing to stop the force with which Tony fucked him, practically fucking them both at once as he used his son's head like a fleshlight.

"Getting close, Buck?" Tony asked him.

Despite how much he wanted to live in this moment forever, he was only a man. He nodded his head. "Yes, sir."

"Good." He pulled Peter's head back by his hair. The boy whined as Bucky's cock slipped from his lips and a quiet groan from Bucky followed. "Do you want his cum, baby?"

Peter's mouth was so swollen. Bucky couldn't look away as he spoke. "Yes daddy, please," he whined

"Do you think you deserve it?"

"If you want, daddy. My holes are all yours."

"That's right. You're mine. And I want to see you swallow his cum like a fucking cum dumpster."

"Yes, daddy!"

Tony pushed his head back down, hand firm in his hair. Bucky's fucking soul left his body at the way Peter sucked him down into his throat. Tony throat fucked him on Bucky's cock. He panted, orgasm building fast, looking at Tony for instructions. The man just smirked at him for a moment, letting the moment linger, watching them both suffer at his whim. He was almost ready to beg.

"Cum," Tony ordered. He pushed Peter's face into his lap and his cock into the back of his throat. It almost fucking hurt when he came, holding onto the couch, almost growling through his teeth. When he opened his eyes, Tony was fucking the boy like he wanted to break him. Peter's head was still resting in his lap, but he placed little kisses on Bucky's cock that made him wish he hadn't cum so he could do it on his face.

He could see it in Peter's face more than Tony's when his dad came inside him. Peter's mouth was open, his eyes far away, a soft whine coming from those wet lips.

"Daddy!"

"You're fucking mine," Tony growled.

"Yours, all yours," Peter panted.

Tony grabbed him and pulled him backwards, sitting down on the coffee table with Peter in his lap. Peter whined and twisted until he could kiss him with his cock still buried inside. Bucky wondered if Tony could taste his cum in his son's mouth.

"Daddy can I cum?" the boy asked sweetly. He pouted at him with giant, watery eyes.

"Nope. I think you can spend a few days convincing me that you're really sorry and then we'll see."

"But I am sorry!"

"You will be." Tony reached between Peter's legs and wrapped his hand around his cock. Peter whined in broken little pants as he stroked him.

"Daddy- I'm gonna cum, please!"

Tony took his hand off him and grabbed Peter's wrist when he reached for it. "No," he said firmly.

He kissed the boy's neck while he sobbed. Little frustrated tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"Daddydaddydaddy," he begged. Tony only held him tightly, ravaging the side of his neck, leaving his skin red and bruised. He stopped and gave him a gentle kiss.

"Settle down now or I'll get ice for it."

"No! No, I'll be good!" He sat back with his hands firmly at his sides, unnaturally still.

"What do you think, Mr. Barnes?" Tony looked at him now. He was gorgeous like this, skin pink from exertion, a bit of sweat along his hairline. "All forgiven?"

"Only as long as you plan on inviting me back. Otherwise I'll be heartbroken."

Tony ran his fingers up Peter's thigh and over his hip. The boy shivered at his touch. His hands were squeezed into fists, but he gasped, melting when Tony's hand slid up to his neck and squeezed.

"I think that can be arranged." Peter panted in his lap, legs spread as and inviting them to touch. Two fingers were stuffed into his mouth and the boy happily sucked. "What do you think, kiddo?"

He nodded with his mouth stuffed full. His heavy eyes flicked briefly in Bucky's direction before fluttering shut again. Horny as he was, he was clearly content to be his father's plaything. Bucky wondered if all of this wasn't a game he'd set up to get his dad's attention. He clearly didn't have a problem with whatever fucked up arrangement they had.

"You're booked for another hour, I'm sure," Tony said, turning his attention back to him. "Why don't you stay for lunch?"

#starker #winterstarker #prompt fill #marvel

[starfxkr]

https://www.tumblr.com/starfxkr/746621640732000256/moony-do-you-have-a-favourite-sofia-coppola?source=share

well! now i wanna know what's your t20 for books omg

and ugh yes virgin suicides was such a love for me to for similarish reason(s) - the lisbon sisters were very frozen in time/spiritually paralyzed to me. it acc reminds me sm of kirsten dunst in interview with a vampire n how paralyzed claudia felt by being unable to age

oh n i just googled jesus saves n it sounds up my alley i wanna read it sometime but how graphic would you say it is?

no i get it - like i do get the appeal of whiplash n there are parts of it i like (like the driving scene LOL)

but anyways pope rly is pretentious if perfect blue is his fav of the bunch omg i love him. now i feel like he'd make fun of me for preferring black swan over it n telling me it's just a perfect blue rip-off n accusing me of only liking it bc mila n natalie get freaky in it 😭

-🐰

okay top to books!!!! just to keep it simple lol my top 5 will be in order after that its just me throwing em in there.

sula - toni morrison. favorite book of all time I have multiple copies of it and it's the absolute best story of female friendship imo and as a midwestern black girl I really resonated in ways I don't always resonate with books about southern black culture. sula mae peace was a low down diabolical woman and I love her

jesus saves - darcey steinke. this book is pretty graphic esp the scenes with sandy and her kidnapper. the dual povs are great and its one of the bleakest novels ive ever had the pleasure of reading. I was sat in shock when I finished

little birds - anais nin. my fav erotica book I like this more than delta of venus and there's actually a picture I took of the book thats popular on Pinterest and goes viral on tumblr/twitter all the time LOL. a major comfort read during one of the worst years of my life.

the moth diaries - rachel klein. read it last year it was such a good introspective work that honestly the vampirism felt both secondary and integral to the narrators plight like you can see her sanity slip over time and yet tou sit there wishing either shes right so she can have at least one thing to grasp onto or wishing she was wrong so she can feel some peace.

chouette - claire oshetsky. MY FAVVVVV BOOK ON MOTHERHOOD its magical realism and you can read it as an allegory or read it as literal which is what I prefer to do. a quick read but its so touching in its strangeness.

lolita - vladimir nabokov. technically a top 5 but its a book thats so integral to me that I can't properly rank. the way he played with words and the depth of the book is just unparalleled. I reread it once a year and although I love the 97 film it cannot come close to the book. its filled with such lush visuals and such sensuous language I get into discourse about it all the time because people either hate it due to misconceptions or they love it but feel guilty so they have to virtue signal in the most obnoxious ways. im a separate third thing.

the discomfort of evening - marieke lucas rijneveld. this is what lapvona wanted to be…it was dark and uncomfortable at many times and you feel just as isolated as the characters in some ways it feels like if the vvitch happened in more modern times with how the family dealt with grief and death in a small religious community it was kinda gross at times tol.

earthlings - sayaka murata. another very gross book and I would go into this carefully bc its very explicitly about csa. the main character was a wonderful depiction of how parental neglect, sexual abuse and trauma can leave a person stunted and how they can end up in very unsavory circumstances. the ending was wild.

nausea - jean paul sarte. my first "philosophical" book and it really....hit kinda close but it became a comforting read. I was coming off my Hell Year and I was still dealing with a lot of depression and just emptiness and that book encapsulated a lot of my emotions.

the nun - denis diderot. one of the funniest books ever im not playing. its about a young girl who becomes a nun because shes a child of adultery in the 18th century and her life just gets worse and worse as random shit keeps happening to her. it has homoeroticism and blasphemy and was conceived as a prank where diderot wrote letters as the MC. once you get into the language its such a crazy ride.

pope is a satoshi kon stan down so he feels very strongly about his work being ripped off by aronofsky!!! he argues about black swan being a lesser film all the time but I would say paprika is his fav

#✨.txt #pope heyward prompt #🐰 anon

[crowleysfall]

Finished Mary and George i have THOUGHTS

MAJOR SPOILERS FOR ALL EPISODES 🚨🚨

- MARY FUCKING VILLIERS 👏👏👏 Julianne absolutely killed it give her all the awards

- Early episodes George i would take a bullet for you

- The plot twist with Somerset confessing love to George came outta nowhere i did NOT see it coming 😅

- I don’t even think it was genuine tbh. The guy almost cut off George’s hands in their first meeting and then he wanna say he loved him since he first saw him?? Most likely scenario is he knew he was fucked and that was his final desperate resort to win George over, either way George fucking him as one final act of pettiness was such a boss move

- Honorary mention to Mary’s new husband

- He actually tried to be supportive and had some great one liners, hope the guy lived a good life

- John Villiers you deserve the world 😭😭

- TONY CURRAN 🙌👏👏

- James throwing a tantrum and getting caught in the curtains took me tf out lmao

- Lady Hatton reading everyone for filth at the dining table had me on the floor QUEEN SHIT

- James and George kissing in a hallway in front of a bunch of staff, Mary and Sandie being an open secret and no one batting an eye, everyone is queer and no one cares. After years of shows making such a huge deal of queer characters seeing it being portrayed so casually as it should be is refreshing as fuck

- I actually felt sorry for Charles tbh that boy needs a good influence and not George

- JUSTICE FOR SANDIE

- Later episodes George got on my nerves so much i swear to GOD the arrogance was insane, Nicholas gave such an amazing performance

- The FINAL SCENE WITH JAMES AND GEORGE HOLY SHIT

- I haven’t read the book for over a year and I remember it implying that George had something to do with James dying but lord almighty i did not think it would happen like THAT

- I felt bad for James tbh. I know he sucked as a father to Charles and was in no way a perfect guy but to be betrayed by the man he loved like that was cold as hell. The look of shock and betrayal in his eyes in that final scene is stuck in my head

- “Christ has his John and I have my George” WE WERE ROBBED OF THIS LINE

- Overall a great show and outstanding performances from all involved 💯

#mary and george spoilers #m&g spoilers

[tuliprry]

cloudburst 4

summary: preschool teacher!harry x special education teacher!yn; y/n and harry met while working together at a preschool, y/n is engaged but her fiancé has been distancing himself from y/n, making her spend more time with harry, wishing she was marrying him instead

warnings: violence sort of?, emotional pain, angst

word count: 3k

clover's notes: i listened to a lot of life support by sam smith while writing if u wanna listen while u read :-)

part 1 part 2 part 3

harry and y/n ended up agreeing to take things slow, they started hot and heavy and.. breaking up an engagement which was the only thing on y/n’s mind, feeling guilty that maybe she fell in love with harry in the middle of her relationship and was separated for two weeks and already spending 24/7 kissing and being with him. the good part of this was knowing harry would always listen to her and her worries, something her last relationship lacked and she never wanted to see out of wanting it to work out.

a long talk with her therapist seemed to clear things up a bit, various of y/n’s issues were deeply rooted in her mum’s illness and consequently her loss, y/n has a thing for never putting herself first, losing part of her life to take care of her mother, not that y/n considers lost but she never took time to heal from that time, she was studying and travelling back home every weekend, spending every second finding ways to commute, learning about medications even though she failed biology, terribly. bathing her mum, doing groceries, cleaning and reaching a moment of exhaustion because her life was slipping through her fingers, meeting tony was good for her, she loved him, he was there for her… then her mum passes, and y/n’s break didn’t happen still, taking joey in, finding a job, planning a wedding, finishing school, working as a barista.. harry ended up being her break, his unfunny jokes, cloud sweaters and cleaning snot off children’s noses every single time, sat with her at lunch and read the same books she did, liked her lunches and drove her home if it was raining. things with tony weren’t exactly good from early on in their relationship and y/n would never even imagine he was cheating on her, he was known around the university for being a womaniser and dating every freshman and y/n thought she could fix him, as cringy as that sounds, really did think they would end up married and in a big house and kids but the universe had other plans and deep down y/n feels more than okay that she never had a baby with tony.

“i fear that i might’ve accidentally turned harry into a rebound or worse.. a way to heal my trauma and i don’t want that because i think i really love him, it’s like i run out of breath when i see him, he’s the best part of my day, he likes my lemon cookies and always sticks a star on my forehead after eating them, like we give the stars to kids when they did good, i really don’t want to fuck it up, i just don’t want to fuck up. not this, not him. and i turn 24 tomorrow and i hate thinking about another birthday without my mother.”

the little 4 people friend group was the first time y/n didn’t feel alone nor lonely, even though she always had joey, sometimes she did feel terribly alone in the entire world, like somehow she just wasn’t enough to have friends like she would see others have… but that changed when niall was introduced in her life, a music student that spilled his coffee on his laptop and immediately panicked in café nero, y/n and niall have been friends since she cleaned an entire table with baby wipes and told niall it was all gonna be okay,  niall was the first friend she made, not even knowing he was the guy that stopped her moment with harry for the first time, they just clicked. then joey moved to london and y/n met harry, connecting the dots that niall was the loud flatmate that spent too much time watching reality tv and that’s how her most special friend group came to be, the 3 most important people in her life. tony didn’t really take part in their friendship, except for the one time tony got invited to play golf by his boss and y/n said she would go only if she could take her friends so she wouldn’t be alone, other than that, everything was the 4 of them, game nights of niall buying every possible house in monopoly and harry effortlessly winning at scrabble. joey was more of a cards against humanity girl, making really great jokes that left y/n screaming “JOEY U DON’T SAY THAT” 10 times in a night, as for y/n she’s the best at charades, she guesses 00’s films like no one else, which brings her a fuzzy feeling to her heart.  

so it’s more than important that falling in love with harry wasn’t a mistake, that what he said about destiny was real and she wouldn’t lose him, she didn’t want to admit that losing tony because of her miscarriage was a pain that she could barely even think about, afraid that what if it happens again.

“do you think i’m mad?” 

“i don’t think you’re mad, y/n, you went through major loses that aren’t easy to overcome, there are more people going through the same feelings as you and it’s okay to feel scared, lonely and like you’re going mad, but you’re not, you took the first step, asking for help and that is incredibly brave. i guarantee you, i’m here to help and make things easier, i won’t judge or say “well maybe u shouldn’t have done that” i’ll try and guide you within your own terms and your own pace. consider me as a tool, an extra help to face what makes you feel pain.”

“i didn’t think therapy would be so safe, thank you dr. levi”

✶

y/n got to her apartment around 40 minutes after her session ended, feeling genuinely good with sharing what was weighing on her heart, joey and pickles were napping in the sofa, the tv was on mute but the great british bake off was on, y/n grabbed the letters on the hallway table, frowning tony’s name written all over them. 

harry

— hey, niall and i are going out later, want to come?

y/n smiles at harry’s name popping on her phone and asking to hang out, she places her phone on the same table and walks over to the sofa to gently wake joey up, y/n nudges her shoulder a little bit, “joey wake up” she whispers, her hand reaching pickles that was now loudly purring to the sight of y/n, “joeeeeey! c’mon” y/n insists, “y/n if the world isn’t ending please let me sleep” joey snaps back, without opening her eyes, “okay, then i’ll go out with harry and niall by myself”, joey opens her eyes and goes quiet for a second, “okay, maybe i’ll get up” the younger sister groans and holds pickles, smooching her. “how was therapy?” she asks, sitting in a more comfortable position, “well, weird at first but it felt nice to talk to someone that knows how to help” y/n explains, “you? how was your day?”, joey groans again, “it was normal, i came home and took a nap and now you’re here and you’re making us dinner… right?”, “right but you’re helping so get your ass off the sofa, please” y/n demands and joey gets up, dragging her feet across the living room into the kitchen, “so do i tell harry yes?”, “well obviously”. 

y/n

— yes! joey and i are in. meet us downstairs? 

harry

— yes, 11pm works for you? 

y/n

— perfect xx

✶

the pub was their usual hanging out spot, (that wasn’t y/n’s place), so y/n and joey knew already that harry and niall were at the booth in the back and likely arguing over manchester united and whatever team was playing against them, harry noticed y/n walking in, wearing long bell bottom white jeans a white top with sleeves that almost looked like angel wings, white as well, he thought her boobs looked absolutely perfect in it, he could already smell the chamomile body butter y/n always carries with her, he instantly gets up, looking at the soon-to-be birthday girl with so much love on his eyes, his chest almost hurt. harry has spent the entire day on edge, teaching was hard, focusing on children’s needs was even harder, looking at y/n most of the time and wondering how she did it, look angelic as she bottled up the weight of her and her sister’s life on her heart, reading stories about mothers without shedding a single tear, he thought he could never be in her shoes, he actually couldn’t even picture a world without his mum right there for him. 

then he sees her, walking in, glowing, still so beautiful. 

his mind is going at an absurd speed, he wants to wish her a happy birthday, kiss her, hand her the bag with her birthday present, order a really strong drink so he won’t kiss her like he’s her boyfriend and beg niall to please shut up about the football game on the tiny television, all at the same time. he always thought of himself as a peaceful person, no dramas, keeping his life lowkey and leave the drama for his goddaughter’s plays..

and then he sees her, an angel-like hurricane with a sweet smile and sad eyes, still so beautiful.

a cloudburst is an extreme amount of precipitation in a short period of time, sometimes accompanied by hail and thunder, which is capable of creating flood conditions.

and that’s exactly what she is, his cloudburst.

✶

it’s past midnight, niall made the entire pub sing happy birthday to y/n and is now trying to get free shots for the 4 of them to honour y/n 24th birthday. y/n is now opening joey’s birthday gift, a rug that reads “i hope you like taylor swift and cats”, making y/n chuckle and realise this is actually a gift for the both of them, their house. “i love it joey! thank you” y/n exclaims, hugging her sister in the small booth soda they’re both sat on, niall rushes in with the shots and places them in front of us, “drink drink drink” he shouts and we all drink up, he continues to speak right after, “open mine now!” he hands y/n a poorly wrapped gift with too much tape but clearly a vinyl from the shop he works at, y/n lets out a squeal as she tears the wrapping paper, unveiling a vintage billy joel vinyl with the songs “only the good die young” and “vienna”, her eyes fill to the brim with tears, “oh my god! niall this is.. wow” she cries out, “harry helped me out a little” niall confesses giving y/n a timid smile, “thank you both, for real”, she cleans the tears from her face and gently places the vinyl back in the bag. “um” harry coughs a little, “remember when little jenny brought that squishmallow horse that had my name and you said you’d also love to carry me around?” harry asked as his hands gripped onto the paper bag, jenny was a 4 year old they had in their class last year and moved to ireland during the summer, giving very teared goodbyes to y/n and harry and swearing she would never forget them. she had a squishmallow she would constantly bring to class, a little horse named harry, y/n jokingly said she would love to carry harry around all the time as well and harry never forgot that. 

“you got me harry the horse?”

“i also got you something else but yes”

“you got me harry the horse!”

harry handed the brown paper bag with a green lace bow and y/n unwrapped it as fast as she could, hugging the horse squishmallow the minute she got it out of the bag, “oh i love him!”, harry smiled to himself, proudly of the well chosen gift, “there’s more” he points to the bag, a normal people copy, y/n furrowed her eyebrows, they had read the book and watched the series so she was confused as why was harry gifting her a book they had read together. “harry? what?” her voice trembled a little, not wanting to sound confused, “open it y/n” he says, still smiling to himself”

“to y/n, 

may all your friends work so hard on getting books signed like this friend did,

sally rooney” 

“what the fuck harry? what the fuck!”

it didn’t take long for the four of them to agree to go back yo y/n’s place as they usually did, mostly because y/n mentioned she had weed at home and all of them wanting to relax for a minute or two, (the whole night actually), niall and joey were still finishing their drinks as y/n and harry were paying the group bill, to their defence what happened next was totally taken out of context to what they were actually doing. harry’s arm was wrapped around y/n’s waist, his hand grabbing her hip firmly, small talk with the barista whose birthday was also today, talking a little bit about each other without giving too much info, y/n’s head ended up resting against harry’s arm as she couldn’t reach his shoulders even with the high heels she has on. “i see you replaced me, easily” a voice coming from behind the couple echoes through y/n, feeling the microwavable mac and cheese coming to her mouth and shivers down her spine. it was tony. harry’s grip on y/n’s hip was now tighter, being the only source of minimal comfort right now, the couple turned around without letting go of each other, “you were the one that cheated on me, remember?” y/n retaliates, feeling her muscles tensing up, “i have no guarantee that you weren’t fucking him behind my back, after all you’re a whore for a man that gives you any attention”. 

the next was a blur for y/n, harry lets go of her and his fist travels right to tony’s nose, harry doesn’t know what has gotten into him but there’s a stranger holding tony before he could make a punch back to harry and niall in front of harry.. all in seconds, making y/n stand there a bit in shock, just staring at them. joey is cursing out tony but y/n can’t hear a thing, it’s muffled, the only sound is her heart pounding onto her chest like it’s about to get out through her mouth along with the mac and cheese and the shots of tequila and dirty martinis with extra olives. 

“harry what happened?”

·

“he called her a whore and i lost it” 

·

“let’s go home”

·

“y/n?”

·

“i hate that bitch”

the walk back home was eternal for y/n, her house that was 5 minutes by foot from the pub, seemed 5 hours away, the fears of leaving her partner and thinking she was somehow using harry rang in her brain like hell, all of them spoke up, saying they hated tony and she was better off without him, harry tried to touch her but she brushed him off, walking ahead of them but able to hear them, none of it made sense, why her truest relationship had to be with a man she couldn’t have and now that she does her past comes to haunt her and call her a whore.

y/n feels the same about harry, that he had a peaceful life with routines and good relationships until he met her, a hurricane that came and destroyed his life with a kiss, y/n feels unworthy of him, she talks shit about people and holds grudges even if people are now buried, y/n wishes she was much more, that she was the one that sat through war with him, built a family with him, be much more than she actually feels that she is. y/n feels like her white canvas has been painted black, more swipes covering that could’ve been a masterpiece, harry holds the brushes with pastels and brights, making her canvas a less sad piece to look at.. but what if that is never enough? what if all this love in her heart will pass? what if she isn’t his life support? what if she’s no one’s life support?

she doesn’t realise she’s sitting on the doorstep of her apartment, crying her heart out in harry’s arms until she opens her eyes again, she doesn’t really know what her brain is doing to her and at this point, it’s the only veil harry wants to uncover.

✶

it’s now four in the morning, y/n and harry haven’t slept, niall and joey passed out on the sofa after sharing a blunt and pickles is asleep at the end of y/n’s bed. maybe it was the alcohol making y/n sharing all of her thoughts to harry, that was taking in 24 years worth of pain and agony in one night and to him she was still beautiful, the cracks and flaws in her only made her more beautiful, more perfect just for him. 

“i love that you’re a hurricane, y/n. i thought i was going to live a boring life and you’ve shown me my future story is full. i don’t want you to think you’re not honourable enough for me because you are, i love every single thing you tell me, i love that you want me to be your family and to expand it.. because if i’m being honest joey feels already like my little sister, you’re already my family, my life.. and i want it all, even if you need more time. i want it all”

“all of it?”

“every single drop of you”

“you’re insane harry”

“and you’re my cloudburst.”

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[aritany]

Do you have any pets? If yes, can we see pictures? If no, what kind of pet do you want, if any, and what would you name them?

Also, what are your top 5: Books by other people, songs, movies, and tv shows?

Also, what's the most important or best piece of feedback you've ever gotten on your writing? The one that's stuck with you the most. (From tumblr, an ARC review, a publisher, a friend, your partner, anything!)

(I know that's a lot. Feel free to skip some of that if you don't wanna answer it all.)

Congrats on publishing dgdss!!! I'm thrilled to have followed you for as long as I have (a year-ish??), and I can't wait to continue to follow your publishing adventures! (also, thanks for the commission of my boy Rook, ages ago! <3)

~ Morri (@memento-morri-writes)

ahh hello @memento-morri-writes!

i do have a pet! (technically, she's not Mine per se, but she lives in my house and shreds my furniture, so i take tax where it feels appropriate. here she is in all her slutty, slutty glory

TOP FIVES (CURRENTLY):

BOOKS:

THE DREAM THIEVES - maggie stiefvater

IF WE WERE VILLAINS - m.l. rio

SIX OF CROWS/CROOKED KINGDOM - leigh bardugo

BELOVED - toni morrison

EVERYONE IN MY FAMILY HAS KILLED SOMONE - benjamin stevenson

SONGS:

CAN I CALL YOU TONIGHT - dayglow

SLEEPLESS NIGHTS - ayokay (ft nightly)

HOPE THEY LOVE YOU - wingtip

WITH YOU - dotan

EYES WIDE - alfie jukes (yes it came out yesterday nobody talk to me)

i'm not a huge screen media viewer so this is just a collection of movies and shows i've seen and enjoyed semi-recently

MOVIES:

STARDUST (this gets a permanent #1 spot though)

A SIMPLE FAVOR

GLASS ONION (KNIVES OUT)

JULIE & JULIA

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN

TV/(ACTUAL PLAY) SHOWS:

THE GOOD PLACE (this also gets a permanent #1 spot)

DIMENSION 20 FANTASY HIGH JUNIOR YEAR (so far)

GRACE AND FRANKIE

THE WOMAN IN THE HOUSE ACROSS THE STREET FROM THE GIRL IN THE WINDOW

LUPIN

as for advice i've gotten, i think the most impactful advice i've ever gotten actually came from my agent. after the edits for DGDSS i'd really let that feedback impact my writing in a way that was not helpful. in initial edits for dead girls, my prose was stripped of anything descriptive and reduced basically to plot beats and stock actions. i still have some screenshots of what happened to my prologue before i realized nobody was advocating for me and that i'd have to do it myself - PM me if you want to see those.

anyway, i edited my second novel (the one we have on sub right now) to match the general direction i'd gotten during edits, handed it in to my agent, and she went heyyyyyy bestie this is bad. and she was actually very correct. and i realized i was going to have to re-configure my voice and find the space felt like mine in prose. and i do believe i've done that now, and i would have just continued on sulking and writing stilted, awkward prose indefinitely if she hadn't given me the little kick in the butt.

anyway, thank you morri! i'm so glad you're here, and i can't wait to tell you all about the next exciting thing (very soon). :)

#asks #alex ritany AMA #hee hee sorry this took me a second to get to bc she's a chonker and i LOVE it #alex talks

[oldsargasso]

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Winner is definitely one of those people who does not act as mature as his age LOL. DEAN’S CUSTOMER SERVICE SPIRIT SHFJFJF

I was gonna say Kim is probably bad at letting people take care of him when he’s sick but you know what! He’d probably be good at that too, the bastard!! (But oh, I’m having thoughts now about Kenta providing care for him the first time after the whole Tony incident, and it bringing back memories and complicated emotions about that time he totally definitely canonically tended to Kim’s wounds when he was captured)

And oh Kenta, oh baby, he WOULD have trouble understanding the appeal of his body, it just would not compute to him (I need to see him get shy when it finally starts to sink in, please)

Winner would be the WORST (when is he not) to learn on because he’d be shifting and complaining the ENTIRE TIME. And yet it would give Dean very important feedback on what happens if he leaves it too loose in this spot, or too tight in that one etc etc—whereas Kenta would simply Not Say Anything unless continuously prompted by Kim. 

Dean *has* worked hard and deserves recognition and Kim is gonna tell him what a good job he’s doing and how appreciated he is and it is NOT going to make me emotional.

Kim 🥺🥺🥺🥺 this practically perfect dude and his three loser boyfriends

Also we DO DESERVE TO KNOW EVERYONE’S BIRTHDAYS, THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT INFORMATION

noooo I canNOT think about kim being cared for! especially by Kenta which 100% happened while Kim was Tony's captive - do you think that's when Kim started to realise what a gentle soul Kenta truly is? even when Kenta was holding a knife to his throat, the hand in his hair wasn't pulling hard or forcing him to strain his neck. lol I do kinda love the idea of Kim being a terrible patient though. he's gotta have a flaw!

I need the other three to have like, a campaign to make him understand. or maybe a game to see who can get away with the most blatant innuendo or...I can't think of the word. but like making excuses like 'oh you should take your shirt off while doing XYZ 😇 you don't want to get it dirty'

(listen...very very occasionally Winner is not the worst. it probably hasn't ever occurred onscreen but I believe in my terrible pathetic emotional support goon okay. he just wants to race cars and wave a gun around!!) but YES Kenta would absolutely keep quiet about being uncomfortable (back to the not safewording when he should that you mentioned - it's not THAT bad so why would he say anything? Kenta knows how to endure, more than anything.) but omg 🥺 Kim constantly checking in 🥺 and then with Winner they're like "okay we GET IT" (while still not actually crossing any lines) in my head Winner just isn't into the rope thing at all. why would he not wanna touch? why would he not wanna be touched? but perhaps there is a tiny little EMOTION occurring when he sees how peaceful it makes Kenta. and how proud Dean is.

I'm like sick over Dean getting praised. every time I think about actually writing polycule fic it's the first thing I go to I NEED IT TO HAPPEN. (honestly it's so blatant you wonder how the rest of x hunter weren't getting Dean to do literally anything - Kenta had one conversation where he said something remotely nice about Dean and Dean went and sabotaged a car over it. imagine what could have been.) anyway. imagine the first time Winner says something genuinely appreciative for Dean. (I gotta go work on my winnerdean fic lol)

I honestly need like a coffeetable book of everything about everyone on this show. birthdays, favourite foods, how they all got into racing. an explanation of how everyone's finances work lol.

#asks #pit babe

[bunnjamin]

Seeing a lot of opinions on the new Carnage book and I wanna talk about something that's been on my mind for a minute.

I think fandom as a whole needs to restructure how they think about addiction. A story about relapsing can be just as important as a story about moving past it.

It isn't a moral failing to relapse. Having a story where Flash is cut off from his friends and relapsing doesn't mean marvel is throwing away his sobriety, it means a story is being told. Things like this happen in real life. Sobriety isn't a linear road, and the worst thing you can do is treat it like it is imo.

Can these stories be horribly written? Absolutely! Are there characters that shouldn't be touched? Sure! I think Tony Stark is one of those characters.

As for Flash, though? His venom run clearly had symbiosis as symbolism for addiction anyways, I don't see how this is changing the formula in a bad way, and I'm kind of excited to see where we go from here!

#like idk where you want to go w this character when he hasnt been given something meaningful to do since he died #bunn talks marvel

[ginger-snap-talkin-nonsense]

Hi everyone! A few days ago I posted my rankings for all the films in the Infinity War Saga of the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Having never seen any of these movies in full before this moment outside of Spider-Man: Homecoming and Guardians of the Galaxy, this was a very fresh experience and one I can now thoroughly say I really enjoyed! It may have had its ups and downs, but overall this part of the MCU left us with some incredible movies, characters, chemistry, and scenes that will likely inspire creators for decades to come just as their comic book counterparts inspired their own creation. I am really glad I started and finished this project and while I’ll be taking a hiatus before continuing onward, I can safely say I am now a certified MCU fan.

BUT LETS BE REAL Y’ALL WANNA SEE ME BE A HATER SO LETS GET INTO IT WITH OUR BOTTOM 5 SHIT LIST:

1. Dr. Strange

Interestingly enough the at top of this list is the worst superhero in the Infinity Saga. Dr. Strange is a terribly boring slog wherein Benedict Cumberbatch plays the character that Tony Stark haters think Tony Stark is. Annoyingly smug, terrible chemistry with everyone around him, an absolute bore, and a morally questionable at best protagonist. Throughout this whole movie I’m really meant to care that he’s slowly getting over his hands never being able to work the same again, but because this man is nothing but boring and insufferable every time he opens his mouth I could honestly care less what happens to him.

Tilda Swinton is here giving the least with her performance as Sorcerer Supreme but I can hardly blame her because this movie has no idea what to do with her. Same with Wong, who feels like he’s supposed to be the funny sidekick but gets such little to do and say that you forget he’s in the film at all.

The plot is barebones and devoid of engaging character interactions or cool and endearing scenes of Dr. Strange doing cool shit. Instead we focus on some CGI mirrorverse shit which isn’t cool enough to save a 2 hour spiral of muck.

The only thing keeping this at the top of the shitpile and not further down is the final fight scene being pretty clever and the final talk Tilda has with Stephen being pretty okay. It’s no Frigga and Loki or Frigga and Thor but it’ll do in a pinch. Still doesn’t salvage a movie so boring that Nathan and I spent the latter half of it pretending that Dr. Strange was writing letters to Santa Claus to keep our spirits up.

2. Thor

You know Thor: Dark World gets a lot of shit hurled its way and don’t get me wrong it’s entirely deserved shit that movie is needlessly grey and edgy and lame and everything else that’s already been said. But at the end of all things I can still tell you that the scene of Loki being a total mess in his prison cell after realizing that he got his mother killed is genuinely well written and the only time Loki has been a boon for this franchise.

I can’t say the same thing about Thor which was so forgettable and had such little going on that I don’t remember a single scene from it. Thor is boring, Loki is boring, the Frost Giants are lame looking and barely in it, Lady Sif and the Warriors Three are so nothing that I think they legit forgot Lady Sif was part of them by the time they reached Ragnarok, and the plot is so blah that the only thing people remember is a one off gag about Thor breaking a coffee cup. And I say one off because “God learns how Earth works” gets to be a fun idea for that scene and never again.

And now, a series of disjointed musings

Why make Jane a scientist instead of a nurse in this version if you’re going to contrive a older white man scientist who actually does all the science?

Did you know Hawkeye gets introduced in this movie? He has about as much significance as he does in the first half of The Avengers so I wouldn’t be surprised if you forgot.

Dr. Selvig being such an important character to this series is so ironically funny I think I might actually be mad at Endgame for not having him appear through one of the portals.

Kat Dennings doesn’t even get to show cleavage.

Boy Loki sure gets to do less than nothing and be boring and annoying. Hope this isn’t a trend that continues because if it does then fans were really stupid for hyping him up.

This movie is lame.

3. Ant-Man and the Wasp

This one is actually really simple. The first Ant-Man is an incredibly sweet little flick where Paul Rudd gets to charm bomb us into loving Scott Lang and Michael Penya’s silly antics and Scott’s earnest love for his daughter carry us the rest of the way.

In this movie Hank Pym and Hope Pym will mercilessly attempt to ruin Scott’s life by getting him near put away for 20 years where he’ll never see his daughter again because (lemme check my notes) the grown adult is sad that her parent disappeared as a kid and wants her back…we gonna do anything with the Pym’s being selfish towards Scott and near putting his daughter through the same thing Hope went through for their own family with no regard for his feelings while sporting a callous attitude the whole time? No? They’re supposedly justified because Scott Lang got arrested in the Ant-Man suit for helping Captain America? The correct decision by Marvels standpoint? Hm. Interesting.

Oh also this movie has a villain…I think her name was Ghost.

Moving on!

4. Spider-Man: Far From Home

Maaaaaan I hate when I gotta dislike shit I was rooting for.

I’ll be honest, I have mixed feelings about the MCUs Spider-Man. On the one hand Tom Holland is a great casting pick, I love the younger age, and Homecoming has a lot of great stand out moments. I even like some of the Tony stuff-Tony being Peter’s Uncle Ben is genuinely creative and lends a lot more emotion to his relationship with Peter. On the other this franchise doesn’t wanna let Peter cross a street without pondering for 20 minutes about what Tony would do and every villain he ever fights revolves around Tony and Tony Tony Tony Tony.

I want this Peter to be able to stand as strongly on his own as the other Spider-Man’s of the past, but the MCU refuses to let him off the training wheels and just give him his own movie.

Case in point: Tony is dead and this movie is somehow more about Tony than any other Spider-Man thus far. And when we’re not talking about Peter “being Tony Jr. or maybe not or maybe yes and no” we’re quirking an eyebrow at the fans of the series and scoffing about how they dared hope that Mysterio was gonna be fuckin Mysterio. I’m not a comic or spider-man cartoon person and I found it obnoxious.

The final fight is boring and all the drones feel like their made of glass and there’s just an infinite amount of them and Jake Gyllenhaal is a charm vacuum and there’s a weird joke about Peter hiring a prostitute that makes me uncomfortable and the more I sit on it the more I’m just disappointed that Peter Parker played by Tom Holland has not had a single movie where he can just be Spider-Man on his own. It’s insecure and sad. Just like every attempt this movie makes at going “Come on guys! How laaaaaame would it be if the villain was just magic? Multiverse? Cringe! Am I right, youths?”. I’ll get into more in the next entry, but false confidence masking major insecurity is the fastest way to dump a movie at the bottom of my list.

Luckily for this movie it still has enough good will with Tom Holland being charmingly awkward and Nick Fury (even if not the real Nick Fury) having an appearance that it narrowly escapes the bottom.

Well

That and the other thing.

5. Thor: Ragnarok

So this is the one that a majority of people are surprised about.

“Oh my gosh how is this so low? How is this below Thor: Dark World? This is so your kind of movie!”

Taste is a tricky thing for people. It feels so basic and easy to understand, but tastes are more complicated than we care to admit and that means they’re easy to fuck up and misunderstand. Everything on the surface of Thor: Ragnarok feels like something I SHOULD really like. It’s bright, it’s got a BIPOC lesbian, Thor is silly, we’re having a goofy time with the villains, there’s an interesting theme about family and finding yourself. Hell the movie is directed by Mr. What We Do in the Shadows which I notoriously adore (the TV adaptation of)

But here’s the thing: It’s all fake. It’s an unbridled fake confidence hiding indecision and insecurity. I’ll be honest, I was looking forward to this one. After being let down time and time again by Thor being so miserably uncompelling as a protagonist, and his villains being boring and forgettable, and his plots being threadbare and constantly retreading old ground-this should have been my thing.

I mean, I loved the Team Thor shorts they released! They were funny and delightful and very Taika! So why isn’t this movie?

Every joke that feels Taika is shot like it wants to be anything else (which as fans of Taika’s work know the camerawork and shots are what makes the typical joke of his), Thor is just as bland as ever but has a one off gag or two that were Ad libbed or actively fed to him by a make a wish kid so he’s “quirky” now, Hulk is here but they still have no fucking clue what they wanna do with him or Bruce so he’s just kind of taking up screen time.

I want Tessa Thompson to be so fucking cool and instead she’s barely given anything to fucking do except be an alcoholic with trauma. I want Kate Blanchett to be a awesome villain and instead she’s so fucking boring the only thing I can remember is that she does that dumb little hair fade to helmet shit like 9 times. The Warriors Three are all just kinda murked off and they cared so little they don’t even bring up Lady Sif and in fact the way Thor talks about Valkyrie implies that she doesn’t exist! They want to so hard to forget all the previous Thor movies but have nothing to add in a way that matters.

It wants to be important. But it wants to be forgettable. It wants to be bright. But it wants to be washed out. It wants to have deep characters. It doesn’t want you to think about the characters too hard. To paraphrase The Phantom Tollbooth: “When it’s someplace, it wishes it were someplace else. And when it’s someplace else, it’d rather not be there.”

It’s so focused on what it’s not that it never becomes anything.

People say Thor: Ragnarok is bright-but it’s colors are still just as washed out as any other Thor movie. The only difference is it’s a white smear over the lens instead of a black one. Just like the rest of this movie. Just as smudged and flawed and awful to sit through, but with a slightly different filter of terrible.

At least the first Thor was early. It was before they knew what worked. At least Dark World tried. It did terrible but it wanted to make amends for the first Thor being boring as sin. This movie is more than happy to dance around like it’s the golden child of three very unfortunate triplets, and it smirks with confidence as it stumbles just as badly as they did but without the excuses and while smacking it’s brothers for their blunders. I don’t have patience for false confidence.

HOWEVER,

All of this! All. Of. This. I could also say I felt about Far From Home. In fact, I should arguably hate it more because I love Spider-Man and honestly don’t have strong feelings about Thor. So why this and not Far From Home at the bottom?

I sat through:

Thor

Avengers

Thor: Dark World

Thor: Ragnarok

Four movies. Four appearances of this character. A character I was routinely told was sooooooo good and soooo fun and soooooo babygirl.

And every. Single. Appearance. Is the same fucking thing.

Tom Hiddleston does his best to be charming when he can’t be, and begs the audience to think he’s nuanced as he flits back and forth between hero and villain.

“I betrayed my family. Actually I changed my mind. Actually changed my mind again. Oops killed my mom. Sad now. I’m gonna be a good guy and try to fix this. Changed my mind I’m an asshole. Now I’m a hero. Now I’m a villain. Now I’m a hero. Now I’m a-“ until the moment Thanos crushes his windpipe in Infinity War.

I was more than sick of it by Thor: Dark World, but thought that after having that really good scene where he realizes that only he is to blame for his moms death and how much he does, in fact, care about his brother, that finally I would get to see this great character everyone creamed over during these movies release. That after this terrible excuse for “development” this character might finally be worth his time on screen!

And then Ragnarok came out.

And that’s why this is the worst one! Goodnight everybody!