#erik's face i am dying

[argisthebulwark]

'I'd Kill For You' vs 'I'd Die For You'

summary: who would fight and who would lay down their life in place of yours? gn reader, no pronouns or y/n used. feat: Brynjolf, Farkas, Cicero, Rune, Mercer, Miraak, Teldryn, Erik warnings: canon typical non-graphic blood/injury/death

Brynjolf would die for you. He can’t bring himself to take a life - Gallus never mixed words when teaching Brynjolf that lesson. But he would gladly die in your place. He begs you to leave him and save yourself, to get as far away as you can before Mercer’s Frenzy spell. His knuckles are white as he struggles to keep the blade pointed away from you despite the magicka taking hold of his mind. "Please, you have to get away. Let me handle this traitor. If there is love for me in your heart then you need to run and not look back."

Farkas would kill for you. He would lay waste to an entire camp if you asked. Silver Hand or run of the mill bandits it makes no difference to Farkas - he’d cut down anyone threatening your life.  "You're not getting away from me that easy. I'm not burying you 'til I drink you under the table one more time."

Cicero would kill for you in a heartbeat. He’s been waiting. Please ask him to kill for you. Daggers are in hand awaiting your word. He’s already mapping out the order in which he’ll take down anyone who looks at you wrong. You are his Listener, after all. It is his duty to keep you safe from harm.  "Loyal Cicero strikes at your command, dearest Listener. Just say the word."

Rune would die for you without thinking. He’d jump in front of the killing blow meant for you. He would let you cry into his armor, would wipe your tears when you demand to know why he would do such a thing. He would tell you that you still have so much work to do, the rest of the Guild relies on you too much to let you die. "The rest of them, they need you. Go on and make me proud, yeah?"

Mercer would begrudgingly kill for you. He’d try to spin it so you don’t think it has anything to do with you but there’s no mistaking it - he saved you. He’d grumble something about you being more useful alive than dead but you both know. Even if he refuses to admit it he’d kill almost anyone to keep you safe.  "Don't let it go to your head. The moment you stop bein' useful I'm tossing you back to the wolves."

Miraak would only die for you. When it comes down to it, when his sole hope for survival is ending your life he can’t bring himself to do it. He lets you kill him because he knows what you mean to the rest of the world. He’s realized that even if his life stretched on for another millennia it would be worthless without you. "I cannot face it without you, Mal Dov. I have wasted enough lifetimes to mourn the one I might have lived with you."

Teldryn would kill for you. The moment he spots you in trouble, surrounded on all sides and outnumbered by bandits all the memories would come flooding back. The grief of losing a close friend and patron. He couldn’t lose you. He’d rush in without a thought, fending off swords and arrows at your side. "Can't have you dying and ruining my fine reputation. I am Morrowind's finest bladesman, you're not dying on my watch."

Erik would die for you. He’d do anything for you. After all you’ve done for him - reigniting his dreams of becoming an adventurer, helping him escape the family farm, seeing the world at his side, he will not allow you to die. Laying in your arms he reminds you that he’s loved every moment spent in your company. "I wanted to grow old with you. I wanted to see everything with you."

#skyrim #writing #x reader #brynjolf #farkas #cicero #rune skyrim #mercer frey #miraak #teldryn sero #erik the slayer #x reader fanfic #skyrim x reader

[dross-the-fish]

They found the elusive Phantom of the Opera curled up on pages of strewn sheet music, weeping with such pitiful heartbreak that none in the party dared to approach. “Je Meurs…” the deformed man sobbed to himself, unaware or uncaring that he had an audience. Dr. Watson shifted uncomfortably, “Either of you lads speak French?” he whispered to Quincy and Lawrence. Both shook their heads in dismay and Watson gave a resigned sigh, “I guess we’ll have to hope he speaks English.”

Before the doctor could approach the crying figure Adam Frankenstein stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. “I know French. Let me speak to him,” he said in a quiet rumble. Watson wrinkled his mustache. He was fond of The Creature and thought that after several months in his company he’d learned everything he needed to about him. Not the case, it seemed, for it had not even occurred to him that Adam could be a polyglot. Truthfully, Watson barely understood how a creation who had spent so much of his time in isolation knew English, much less French. Holmes would have had him figured out top to bottom by now, he thought to himself with a pang.   “Fine, but please don’t scare him he seems…vulnerable,” he made a resigned gesture. The volume of the sobbing behind him intensified.   “I’ll try but no promises, I daresay I am an even more frightful aberration than he,” the corner of Adam’s mouth quirked upward in a rueful smile, “Perhaps, from one living corpse to another, we may strike a kinship founded on our mutual ugliness” he mused. Watson’s frown deepened but before he could chide Adam he was cut off by a piteous cry: “Christine!” Quincey perked up, “I know that! That’s a girl’s name! You don’t think this is over a girl, do you, Larry?” Lawrence grimaced at him, “God, I hope not. After everything we went through to get down here our sentient zombie better not be dying of a broken heart.” Adam threw them both a look as if to say. Quiet! You’re distracting me. Once everyone had settled, he approached the Phantom and knelt beside him, addressing him in French. “Hello, are you hurt?” The Phantom started, as though he had been shaken from a dream. A bloodshot eye, as yellow as Adam’s own, peeked tearfully through the lattice of bony fingers covering a pallid, badly deformed, face. “What are you?” he asked, pausing his weeping long enough to be cognizant of the monstrous giant kneeling beside him. He turned away and groped behind him for a black mask that had been carelessly discarded on the floor, putting it back on while The Creature waited patiently. Adam did not answer him at first, after a thoughtful pause he offered: “Someone like you.” That seemed to be explanation enough for the wretched man for he resumed his crying “I am dying,” he said between sobs, “I am dying of love.” Adam nodded sympathetically, “Love, and the want of it, are indeed, powerful enough to die from. What happened?” “I kissed her! I kissed her alive! She let me-she let me! I have never…” he trailed off in a fresh wave of tears. Adam patted his back. “Where is she now? Has she forsaken you?” he asked. “Forsaken? No. Never! She would not…she is a good girl…she would have been my bride! My living bride! I could not keep her, not after she allowed me to kiss her. I have freed her!” the Phantom seemed to compose himself a little and he sat up, wiping his eyes on his sleeves. He seemed to notice, for the first time, Watson, Quincey and Lawrence hanging back watching him. “Who are you and why have you come here? I am in no condition to entertain guests. No guests have ever graced my lair save for the Daroga who shall, no doubt, be very cross with poor Erik, and there was Christine who has taken her little chap and fled forever…” The three Englishmen exchanged confused glances and Quincey offered an apologetic shrug. “He wants to know who you are,” Adam clarified, switching to English. Quincey nearly tripped over himself crossing the floor with his hand extended to introduce himself, “Quincey Harker, very nice to meet you! Sorry about your traps, we had to dismantle them to get down here. They were very impressive, by the way! Adam, will you tell him I’m impressed? I’ve never seen such feats of engineering before,” he babbled grasping and pumping Erik’s hand enthusiastically. Erik froze and replied, in slightly accented English, “Thank you…do not touch me,” as his mind finally began to clear he tensed, realization sinking in that there were four men, one of whom was larger than any man he’d ever seen, who had him effectively cornered and at a disadvantage.   Quincey dropped Erik’s hand with a muttered apology and Watson nudged him aside, “I am Dr. John Watson. We’re supernatural investigators. You’ve noticed, surely, that the undead are rising at an alarming rate and we were hoping that, with you being the only other revenant we’ve discovered to be in full possession of his mental faculties,” he gestured at Adam, who grinned in response, “that you might be willing to come with us and lend us some aid. It is my belief that through researching cases like yourself and Mr. Frankenstein here we can derive a cure or at least a way to restore those inflicted to a sustainable quality of life.” The Phantom looked from man, to man, to creature and shook his head, “You are mistaken. Despite the rumors, for which I myself and largely responsible, I am no corpse. Although that shall undoubtedly change very soon. No, I am only Erik.” Adam’s face fell, “Are you saying that you are…alive?” he tried and failed to keep the disappointment from his voice. Erik gave a biting laugh, “I should not be! Nothing that looks like me should have been able to draw breath yet here I am, living as of yet,” he withdrew a little from Adam, who all at once seemed to him, to be much larger and more menacing than before, “Are you not?” he crept back, his long spindly legs bent at the knees in a half crouch as his hand subtly reached inside of his coat, “Are you in fact, one of the undead?” Black lips drew tight and white teeth bared as the creature’s face darkened, “I am! Whatever you’re about to try, don’t. I promise it will not work and the destruction will be your own.” Watson threw out an arm to keep Adam from advancing, “Steady there! No call for that! No one is here to harm or threaten anyone,” he threw Erik a pleading glance, “Please, we’re no danger to you! We’ve no interest in harming you or forcing you to come with us. I see we’ve made a mistake and we’ll leave you in peace. Right, Adam?” Adam looked from Watson to Erik and forced himself to relax, “Right,” he affirmed, though he did not take his eyes off of the thin, crouched man. Like a caged animal The Phantom regarded them before he followed their example and straightened, “I apologize, I am…unaccustomed to civil company, much less when it presents itself with… such a… creature,” he was blatantly staring in a way that made Adam’s hackles raise. “I hardly think that’s fair coming from you. Living or not, you’re not really much different from him, are you?” Lawrence interjected brusquely, “Let’s face facts here, you’re a monster in your own right even if you are only human.” “I suppose there is no denying that,” Erik sighed, “I suppose we should part ways. I cannot linger here and neither should you. No doubt, after they clean up the chandelier, there will be a mob gathering to come and tear this place apart and thanks to you I no longer have the protection of my traps.” “You could come with us,” Quincey offered, “Even if you are alive, we could definitely use someone with your knack for engineering back at our headquarters in London. We have rooms and we’ll give you free food and board.”

“I was going to wait for death to come and take me but perhaps it is not yet time to bring my story to a close,” Erik considered, taping his chin beneath his mask, “Could I bring a friend? If I am to leave Paris I should not like to go without a companion, though he may finally be through with me after how poorly I have treated him.”

“I don’t see why not,” replied Watson, “We have room and we need as much help as we can get.”

“It is agreed then. I know not what awaits me in London but perhaps it will be better than waiting to die here in this tomb. Allow me half an hour to collect my things and I will join you.”

#Phantom of the opera #Frankenstein #Sherlock Holmes #Lawrence Talbot #crossover au #HE'S IN #tbh I don't like the writing but it's as good as it will ever get so meh

[iamhereonlytobeanunstableshipper]

(First of all, English is not my first language so sorry if there are some mistakes long essays are hard to write djhdsfs)

HELLO GOOD MORNING CHERIK FANDOM SO the other day I made this post about a very hurtful and surprisingly overlooked parallel: Cherik not being able to shoot each other. Aaaand that second scene from DOFP where Erik is unable to shoot Charles has been keeping me awake at night for AGES and I really feel like we don't talk enough about it. So, here I am. Still being pissed off because of some fictional characters not kissing in some movies made years ago lol

So, here's an extended extract from that scene:

So. Erik's plan here is to kill Raven, bc you can't use Raven to create evil war machines if there's no Raven am I right lol. Charles, before Erik can shoot his sister, puts himself in between the gun and her (btw shoutout to Charles for being brave enough to put himself in front of a gun again after what happened in Cuba and the ptsd he 100% has bc of it I love you muac).

Let's make things clear here: There was nothing stopping Erik from killing Charles in this scene. He could've done it. Erik's mission at that very moment was to kill Raven, and Charles was getting between his mission and him. And we all know how things end when something gets in Erik's way when he's completing his mission. Erik does not care about collateral damage. For fucks sake, in this very same scene, he was willing to kill Raven off just bc it was easier and faster. He doesn't give a fuck about who has to die in favor of the greater good.

And I mean, technically, Erik should be more willing to kill Charles than Raven. Raven was his right hand for a while before he went to prison and she was his canonical lover. Charles, at this point in time, was his enemy. Both of them are very powerful mutants, with the difference that Raven is usually by Erik's side, and Charles is one of the only people in the world able to stop Erik thanks to his mutation. If Erik was willing to kill Raven, he should be willing to kill Charles too, if not as much, then more.

So... Why not? Why not shoot him, and once Charles was down, kill Raven too? Why is he able to attempt to kill Raven (his former ally and EX LOVER) and not Charles?

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ALSO, now that we're here: Let's talk a bit about Dark Phoenix, too.

So, let's face it, DP is a bad movie. Overall, it's boring and that's pretty sad counting the masterpieces FC and DOFP are. But, hey, I can live with a boring movie. It's fine. What I CANNOT live with are things that are out of character. Especially when my fave characters are out of character. Ok maybe I'm being a bit too over dramatic here but I'M NOT

So: Let's talk about how Erik wants to rip the world apart over Raven's death in Dark Phoenix bc he's just so destroyed bc the love of his life died or whatever. Dude. I'm sorry but I don't buy it.

Correct me if I'm wrong here bc there's been a while since I don't rewatch Apocalypse or Dark Phoenix (again, meh movies), but from what I understand Erik didn't spend more time with Raven, apart from that bit in Apocalypse? Because after DOFP, Erik distanced himself from anything related to mutant wars to create a family, and then after Apocalypse Erik created Genosha and Raven stayed at the mansion, isn't it?

Assuming that this is correct, they're trying to tell me that between the scene where Erik was willing to kill Raven over the greater good in DOFP and the scene where he was willing to rip the world apart bc of her dying in DP, Raven and Erik only saw each other once. Riiiiight.

And, look. I'm not saying that Erik wouldn't feel sad about Raven dying. Of course he would. He's not made of steel (bc most steel is not magnetic. Get it? Magnetism, Erik... Imma shut up lol). Obviously he would feel bad. And I'm not saying that love can't last that long if they haven't seen each other in a long time, bc c'mon. I'm a cherik shipper. Of course I believe it can.

What I'm saying is that I can't believe that Erik is so devastated that gets blinded enough by his broken heart to hunt down a teenager that's being haunted by something she can't control. I can't believe it bc 20 years ago, it was him who was trying to kill Raven (and almost succeeding), a time that was way closer to their partnership and relationship than when DP takes place. If anything, he should be more affected in DOFP. Instead, he goes from almost killing her himself to wanting to rip everything apart bc of her death.

It. Doesn't. Make. Sense. So, Dark Phoenix's Raven x Erik plotline can suck my dick lol. If it doesn't make sense with the character's previous actions, it's not canon. That's how this works lol I don't make the rules

Summing up: Erik willing to kill Raven but not being able to shoot Charles in DOFP is EXTREMELY fruity and romantic, and Dark Phoenix's romantic plot between Raven and Erik makes 0 sense and is forced as shit

End of rant, thanks for hearing my ramblings on these gay old men and I hope y'all enjoyed it!!

(Also, of course, happy new year!!!)

#i love making theories about 10 y/o movies sm sdjkfsfjdsksd #cherik #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #erik lensherr x charles xavier #mutant husbands #x men #xmen #xmen days of future past #xmen dofp #xmen dark phoenix #professor x #magneto #cherik gif #cherik canon #x men movies #xmcu #james mcavoy #michael fassbender #raven darkholme

[causethisismyblog]

Have some of my random thoughts from my 4th/5th rewatch of the second season....

Apparently I have too many thoughts/comments so these are gonna have to be a post per episode. Please feel free to reblog/comment and answer my questions!

When Wille goes to Erik's room and his mom calls out to him. He pauses and waits until she gets there to close the door in her face. Why? If he has been ignoring her and pushing her away. Why not close the door as soon as he entered Erik's room?

Was August back from winter break early or did he spend his whole winter break at hillerska? His friends mention that he missed out on their vacation. Is that something they planned before or something they typically do?

Simon hadn't added Marcus on insta like he had suggested until he had no other option but to ask him for a ride. I think he likely had no intention of doing so had this situation not come about.

Also Simon getting in the back of Marcus' car like its a taxi 😂😂? Is he trying to distance himself from Marcus unintentionally? Or what?

When Nils&Vincent laughs when Wille tells August to only refer to him by his official title of Crowned Prince. Do they think its a joke? Also the panic in August's eyes when he realizes that Wille is going to make him pay for what he did and he cannot say a word.

Are August's friends clueless? How did they not figure out that Wille had something over him? The way Wille talked to him and called him out over and over again. Wille walk all over August right in front of his friends let alone everyone else. Wille's attitude toward August took a complete 180 from season 1.

Wille sitting in the opening assembly looking around for Simon. Like shit this choir is really boring. Where the fuck is my boy? He would make this so much better.

If Simon is late for school that day. Are Rosh and Ayub also late for their school that day? Or does their school start a different time?

The fact that Ayub says Wille is toxic and encourages Simon to go out with Marcus just grates me.

Did the girls really have Sara pay for all their coffee and snacks? They do know she is poor, right?

Sara getting so turned on just talking to August and putting her hand on his stomach. It that realistic? Does this kind of reaction really happen to people? (Forgive me I am asexual and this shit just baffles me.)

The look Malin gives Simon as he enters the library. Like yes please talk to this boy. He has been so sad. Make it better, you're the only one who can.

Wille's phone lock screen is a purple flower on a black background? Why? What does it mean?

Marcus singing at the karaoke bar when they first walk in actually sounds like a cat dying. Idk how someone as musically inclined as Simon can be near him singing without cringing so hard.

Simon being surprised that Marcus wanted him to sing at karaoke night. Like seriously? He invited you out after hearing you sing. Do you really think you were gonna get away with not singing? You have the voice of an angel bby don't be so nervous. Although the song choice could not have been worse.....further points against Marcus...

How is everyone in this universe so freaking lucky to be able to get their actual name as their username on Insta. Ffs.

The queen clearly seeing a call from Wilhelm, after him not speaking to her all break, and expecting it to be a calm and happy conversation. Really? How did you not see this coming? He has had two significantly traumatizing events happen and no one has helped him try to process this. His brother died and not only did he have a sex tape leaked but it was done by somebody he thought he could trust, someone his brother told him he could trust. He has been on the verge of a breakdown for far too long now. It is way too late for take 3 deep breaths. My boy need some love and understanding, he needs his mom, not the queen.

#rewatch thoughts #yr2 #episode 1 #wille #simon #simon x wille #wilhelm #simon x wilhelm #august #sara #marcus #if you bothered reading this whole thing know I appreciate you so much #young royals #ayub #rosh #young royals analysis #help me! I cannot get over this show #the story and the actors have taken over my life...

[val-aquenta]

Cherik Week 2023 - Dystopia

Is this almost late? Yes. But also I am busy so you shall have to excuse me lol.

Here is link on ao3 for all you folks who want to read it there: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47677591/chapters/120178237

Charles doesn’t know how long he’s been left behind. He’s not surprised that they would do so. He’s been growing more and more sick over the past week with no signs of improvement. But then he’d passed the threshold and become a liability. An extra mouth to feed with little labour to give. It’s not a surprise that Cain and Kurt decided to leave him behind. It’s also not a surprise they didn’t kill him to make him suffer less.

Still, it would have made things a lot easier and a lot less painful. He rolls over, head aching and stomach pulsing in time with his heartbeat. He feels both warm and chilled at the same time. A weak groan escapes him and he digs his fists into the soil, squeezing as the pain mounts and crests before it lessens ever so slightly. 

The time between waves is getting shorter. He’s going to die soon. He curls further in on himself, preserving what heat he can and pretending not to be worried about his inevitable fate. His eyes shut of their own accord. 

There is a rustle then, but he can’t bring himself to open his eyes. If it was one of the mutated beasts that regularly roamed the land he would at least have a quick death, if not painless. He heaved a breath, once more trying to at least face his death with a little dignity, but he can’t. Something sharp presses into his chin, but still he can’t open his eyes. Exhaustion tugs at his bones despite the warning to run or hide, and…and then nothing.

::::

He blinked, quite suddenly, into consciousness. He still felt exhausted, but perhaps marginally less so. The light of the open sky, a dull grey like all days, blinds him for a few moments. With the return of consciousness comes the return of the dull aching pain. He lets out a low moan as his stomach revolts, threatening to push up bile and nothing more. After all, there’s nothing for it to heave up. Still, he retches and feels marginally more miserable than before. Closing his eyes in exhaustion he finally stares up at the unbroken patch of sky. 

Wait.

“What?” There’s another man. His age maybe, or slightly older. His hair is shorn shorter than Charles’ and he has a handkerchief wrapped around his neck, no doubt meant to lift up to cover his mouth when needed. “If you’re going to kill me, make it quick.” He says, pausing to heave breaths between the words. Except he doesn’t speak half the words, and thinks the rest right into the other man’s head. 

The man, Erik, he quickly learns, stiffens instinctively and thrusts his knife out trapping Charles’ chin with the blade once more. “How…” Slowly, he loosens and the blade falls away. “You’re one of us.” It isn’t a question. “And you’re dying.” Again, another not-question. 

Still, Charles nods. “So, like I said: if you’re going to kill me, make it quick. Please.” He turns his gaze up towards the bleak sky, expecting either a quick strike or something of a similar vein to cut his life short. 

Instead, the man hmphs, “I wasn’t the one who ever said anything about killing other people. That was all you.” The knife clatters completely to the floor. “I, for one, wouldn’t want to see those beautiful eyes of yours go to waste.” Charles gawks. He reaches back into a bag hefted to the side. “Here, you definitely look like you need this.” And then he hoists up the medical syringe as though it isn’t one of the most sought-after remnants from Before. As though even those who dwell in walled cities with plenty of rad-masks and weapons don’t fight each other like animals for it. 

Charles stares, “but-”

“I don’t need it yet. And anyways…you can always join me to pay off the debt.” Charles just blinks. He’d be an idiot to not reach for it, and yet he hesitates. 

The man lifts a brow, “Either you take it, it’s poison and you die, or you don’t take it, and the illness takes you regardless. Or you take it, it’s the medicine and you don’t die.”

“I’ll just be…indebted.” Still, it could be worse, he toys with the thought before flopping his arm limply in Erik’s general direction. “Do it. Please.”

“Good.” Surprisingly tender, though Charles really shouldn’t be surprised given how his mind seems to regularly be superimposing Erik’s face, with that of his memories from Before, Erik lifts his arm from the ground and into his lap. 

Charles hesitates one last moment. Even with the medicine, recovery is ugly and it takes time and resources, things that are of little supply nowadays. “Will you…” look after me, watch over me, feed me, water me… He doesn’t say any of that, obviously, but Erik seems to hear it nonetheless and takes the time to smooth out the wrinkle of his brow, tracing the bone beneath his eye. 

“Of course.” 

#cherik #cherik fic #cherikweek2023 #duna writes

[bellarkeselection]

Hi can you write Charles Xavier hears about a mutant who sees death ( kind of like future but not really ) he shows up at her house when she was getting robbed and he takes care of her

sorry if it doesn't make sense

Knight in a Wheelchair

Waking up from a nap I feel my heart beating faster. The world knows of mutants after a man named Erik Lehnsherr nearly killed the president of the United States. Running my hands down my face my eyes glowed seeing two men in black ski masks getting knocked out before me on the floor. Shaking my head I don't want to see the horrible vision anymore. Ever since I turned thirteen I get visions of death. Sometimes they are future ones or from the past but it haunts me in the middle of the night. Tonight is different though I am laying in my bed until there's a sound in the kitchen making me get out of bed. Grabbing a baseball bat from underneath my bed I sneak into the living room. It's like a nightmare is happening right in front of me because those men I saw earlier are inside my house.

Peaking around the wall one of the guys digs around in a kitchen drawer searching for something but I don't know what. The other guy dug around behind the tv finding a safe I kept money in that used to be hidden inside the wall. He managed to unlock it until I shouted. "That doesn't belong to you!" The guy in the kitchen suddenly came at me where I take a swing at him with the bat. But he's stronger than me so he pinned me on the ground about to hit me. Suddenly my front door gets thrown opened and someone rolled inside sitting in a wheelchair. The first guy yanks me to my feet pulling out a knife cutting me. He almost hits me again but the guy in the wheelchair raises his fingers to his head freezing both men hitting me and creating bruises.

Shuffling towards a corner I gulped afraid that he might hurt me like those guys did. "Don't be afraid Y/n. I'm a mutant like you. My name is Charles Xavier." I heard a British voice inside my mind with the guy staring at me his bright blue eyes. Shuffling my hand around I found the bat getting ready to hit him. "How can I trust you. I don't know what to believe anymore. Those men just died - I had a vision." Charles rolled forward reaching for my hand but I shake my head no so he kept his fingers to his temple. "They're not dead love. The vision that you see of them dying is my mind knocking them out. But they still are alive." Lifting my gaze up to his I mumbled under my breath still shaken up at the two men laying asleep inside my house. "Can you help me, Charles...I haven't slept right since I was twelve years old." The attractive man nodded still holding out his hand for me to take.

Slowly placing my hand in his he pulled me to stand upright. My other hand falling to my side still holding the bat which he noticed. "I have a question Y/n. Why didn't you take a swing at me with that?" Raising a brow at him I shrugged my shoulders dropping the weapon feeling it not necessary anymore. Somehow I feel at ease around the charming man I had just met. Like he could protect me from the darkness that controlled my mind. "I don't know I just feel safe around you. Can you help me please?" I begged until he gently squeezes my hand in his giving my hand a kiss making me lightly blush. I am thankful that we are slightly dark lighting so he couldn't see that. "Yes my dear I believe that I can. I have a school for other mutants like us. Where you can learn to control your powers. Although I must say I haven't ever had a crush on a student." He blushed as I did but confidence came over me when I kissed him and he kissed back smiling. "But don't you worry I'll make an exception for you, love."

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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[merlinfromberlin]

Hi, hi. I am really not good at this posting or writing regularly business.

But anyways, this is a snippet of my writing concerning the Beach Divorce and a Charles that is not okay after Erik killing Shaw in the submarine and struggles a lot do to losing contact with Erik's mind.

It's angsty.

„They‘re just innocent men following orders.“ The words feel wrong as soon as they leave his mouth. Something ugly happens on the face beneath the helmet. He is not sure if he could name it. He is not sure if it matters. It would have been terrible to say that to Erik, to his Erik. But this Erik is not real, how could he be if his Erik‘s mind was the most wonderful and fascinating thing and he doesn‘t have that. How could he be more than a hallucination. But no, he is still looking at Charles, and.. he is just as real as before he put on the helmet in Shaw‘s chamber, isn‘t he? But he can‘t be sure. Maybe he could make himself believe it if the hallucination just kept looking at him because his eyes are so much like Erik‘s that he couldn‘t have made them up, maybe this is how he can be sure he is real now.

Then Erik grits his teeth and turns away from Charles and the missiles turn towards the ships and he still can‘t reach Erik‘s mind but he doesn‘t think that a hallucination could still control a flock of missiles - a herd? a group? a school? a flock seems right - but the fear of his companions and the soldiers tells him that it‘s real and missiles can‘t change their trajectory on their own but Erik can. And- that clearly isn‘t right. He can‘t let his friend kill all those soldiers and now that he‘s got a taste of their fear he is in their heads and doesn‘t know how to let go again and he doesn‘t know and he reaches out for Erik to pull him back, to be his anchor just like after especially daunting sessions with Cerebro when Erik would be his beacon and pull him back and. ErikErikErik-But Erik‘s NOT there, only his body, but what could that possibly mean without his mind, and… and the soldiers are still there in his head with all their fear and their students with their hope in and expectations for him and if Charles can‘t stop Erik from doing this who possibly could and he needs to do something because it‘s been three seconds and the missiles are still moving and he needs to- something, maybe if he could get the helmet and just know for certain that Erik was really real.

And so he hauls himself at Erik and tackles the taller man to the ground and grabs for the helmet and for a moment, he is absolutely certain that Erik‘s real because how couldn‘t he be if he is so very warm and solid underneath Charles, and oh, what a dreadful thing he had said to a very real Erik, and then Erik slaps his hands away and he can‘t, he can‘t feel him because the helmet is still on his head, blocking his thoughts from Charles and how could someone whose mind and thoughts were so brilliant be real without them and so he hauls his question at the helmet like a demand. Make me believe that you are real. Please, Erik.

Erik just flips them over in the sand because he is stronger like Charles like that and then their eyes lock and Charles goes still beneath him and in the background he can hear their students panicked thoughts but he can‘t bring himself to care because maybe, maybe if Erik leant down now and kissed him he could finally be sure that he is real again and this is nothing like he imagined it would be but he doesn‘t care because he just wants Erik back and maybe this is his way of making Charles believe.

And then Erik turns away and lifts the arm that isn‘t pinning Charles into the sand to take back control of the missiles and  the panic of the soldiers is back in his head as if it were his own and he starts struggling against Erik‘s grip with the kind of desperation only the dying can muster. And he knows that if he could only get the helmet off the man above him everything would be okay. If only he could reach it he could know that Erik is real and everything would be okay. And so he grabs for the helmet again, a wild wretched sound trapped in his throat that only manages to escape as a pained groan as Erik hits him in the face and the whole world goes dizzy as his body sinks back into the sand and his mind is cast out over the ocean only to be reeled back in by the horde of panicked thoughts that are the ships full of soldiers fearing for the life, only teethered to his body by a small thread. And, god, how he wished he could grab onto Erik, to let himself be pulled back to safety like he had done so before in Cerebro. But he isn‘t there and even though it hurts, god, how it hurts, it had never hurt this much before when he had got lost outside his body, not even the one time Erik had to pull Charles back from Canada, and this time, this time it‘s only a few miles, and it still hurts so much and for the briefest of moments he wonders how much damage that coin had really done and whether there was any chance of ever repairing it and if it wouldn‘t be better to just let go and look until he had finally found his beacon, his Erik again and this time he wouldn‘t bother with courtship, he would just crawl into his mind and curl up in a nice corner of his memories and never have to leave again and if he couldn‘t have anything else than maybe that would be nice. But he knows that even if he went to look for Erik, he would only be able to find him on that beach, and even then he wouldn‘t be able to find him because he was still wearing that helmet and not even real. For a moment he just let himself be wrecked by his grief and if soldiers on both ships randomly broke into tears that had very little to do with fearing their own death, well, in 30 seconds when all of them were dead no one would care to remember anyways.

And so he begins to pull himself back towards the bloody beach.

#x men first class #cherik #erik lensherr x charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #charles xavier #beach divorce #charles is not okay #xmen #magneto #professor x #writing #snippet of my big rewrite #the rewrite to spite x men apocalypse #angst #a lot of hurt no comfort #I just randomly wrote that in the morning after waking up #I hope I can do the same for my university papers #hurt!charlesxavier #telepathy #dissocation #charles loses his grip on reality or rather on Erik's reality

[delanuit]

GOD that last thread with @swede has me SHAKING. for Erik to take off his mask makes him so insanely vulnerable. whenever he's done it willingly in the past it's almost been like a weapon designed to hurt the other person, and whenever he has been unwillingly unmasked it's been like a weapon used against him. it goes against every instinct trauma has ever taught him to expose himself like that. and then to have her ACCEPT him ?? to be able to look at him without running or dying or screaming or trying to hurt him or whatever other reactions he's gotten ………… to THANK him for that ???? it's such an expression of trust it makes me insane. for her to kiss his exposed face — no one has EVER done that. i am ILL.

#this is the reaction cherik deserved change my mind ( you can't ) #( the man behind the monster. ) ooc #( there inside my mind. ) headcanons #( dash commentary. )

[rosepompadour]

I saw your tags on your Anne Boleyn post about your list of men from history who would have been good in bed, and I'm dying to hear the whole thing! ♡

Ohhhhh, goodness.

♡ Thomas Andrews. A genuinely decent dude, a total babe, a hero...and he went down like a gentleman. (Wink wink.)

♡ Philip Hamilton. Dare I say, even sexier than Dad? Also like his father in that he had the unfortunate tendency to duel...and l o s e.

♡ George Boleyn. First of all, popular history's portrayal of him as an abusive drunk really doesn't have a lot of basis in fact. (His wife has also been unfairly maligned, but that's a story for another day.) What we do know is that he was super smart, ridiculously good-looking, funny, passionate about reform, and an A+ brother. He even  defended himself at his own trial, and did it so well that the court started taking bets on whether or not he'd be acquitted. This smooth son of a bitch, I swear to GOD! He knew he was going down, so he went down swinging. Even if he was ugly as sin, he'd still be on this list for telling the entire court that Henry was a terrible lay. I can actually see the smirk on his face when they handed him that piece of paper.

♡ Babe Lincoln. So tall, so lanky. Him chopping wood in his shirt sleeves while (maaaaaybe) pining for Ann Rutledge? I know the historical record is a mess when it comes to Ann, but the rolled sleeves/pining makes for a very nice combination. Swoon town! (Also kept our nation together in its darkest hour, which is a pretty solid bonus.)

♡ . . .and, conversely, Lewis Powell, the dude who conspired to kill Lincoln. It would definitely only be a one-time hate fuck, but . . . I MEAN.

♡ Tom Mitford, the Branwell Bronte of the 20th century. That picture of him in the t-shirt smoking a PIPE? 10/10. Might have been a fascist, which is v. unfortunate and would ultimately land him with negative points, but accounts differ, and, as usual, I am going with Decca's POV on this one.

♡ Speaking of siblings: Erik Miller, brother of Queen Lee. I have approximately ten thousand books about Lee, and all the pictures of Erik are bookmarked. A happy bonus! ♡ Thomas Wyatt. Eventually ended up bald with a terrible beard and a broken heart, but a TOTAL HOTTIE when he was young. Thin and lanky? Golden hair? Eyes that twinkled like stars? (Not my quote, that is HISTORICAL FACT!) Funny? ROMANTIC?! LOVE POETRY??? Anne, girl...I hope you are having such a fun, sexy time in heaven.

♡ Peter Townsend, dashing hero of the Battle of Britain and Group Captain of my heart! 

♡ Rupert Brooke. Kiiind of seems like a terrible person, but he's my favorite poet and LORD what a face. It would be a very complicated relationship (me: Jewish, him: into dudes), but oh, what a time would be had!

I am going through this list and it has dawned on me that I have a Very Specific Type...très intéressant!

Also, I am super super attracted to WWII-era JFK, but the question is who I would consider a good lay, and tragically JFK did not make the cut. EVERYONE says Kennedy when the dinner table gets a lil sloshed and starts asking which president you'd smash, but he's a terrible choice! The man would last thirty seconds until that damn back of his gave out, and then you'd be trapped underneath him a la Elaine Benes when she got crushed by her mattress from The Lumbar Yard.

#history #letters #this was so much fun #bless you anon #thanks for the laugh!

[degreeofdisorder]

young royals s2e2 live reaction

okay here we go I am hating this

"you can tell her I have nothing more to say" YEAH BOY

oh I'm gonna die lmao

they're gonna kill me that's it

the girls are so sweet ugh

MI SARA

my babies im going to cry

oh sara don't be like this

NETFLIX AND CHILL LMAO

hopefully not tho

oh man it really says a lot that everyone around simon hates wille :/

well ok not necessarily ~hates but like. from an outside perspective he really really did simon dirty

from an outside perspective tho

baby you've literally seen simon's face when he comes you cannot possibly be this dumb when it comes to staring at him

REALLY. THAT'S YOUR CONCEPT OF SPACE YOU DUMBASS SKFJDLGJDLGJFLGJKF

wille: simon wants space? ok. I will stare at him in the changing room but I will Not pass him the ball during PE.

(just occurred to me he's just jealous o wow)

wille making the freshmen overthrow the seniors is the single funniest thing in the world.

OH LMFAO HE REALLY SAID THAT

I'M LOSING IT

simon: SARA PLEASE DON'T-- wille: hello 😌

oh I forgot wille is trying to give him space

oh haha this one's about to be absolute shit

OH IS HE DOING A SCENE

OH HES DOING IT HES DOING IT HES JEALOUUUSSSSSSS

YEAH SIMON KEEP IT GOING

oh the gurls are fightingggggggggggg

what are you gonna do about all this tension? kiss?

can mr englund pls clear his throat he's giving me an asthma crisis

oh okay so that IS what happened. he randomly left his sweater w simon, then gets kidnapped, and then simon has a crisis about it

AND THEY WERE ON A FIGHT TOO

ok mr sweater thief who are you charlie spring

oh he's deep in his feelings about it

SOMEONE START FILMING PLEASE

GET THOSE FUCKIN PHONES OUT AND START FILMING

oh no

oh my god

malin how could you. guess you didn't cheat but you're still a traitor

"at least you don't have to be crown prince" oh fuck you erik. doing this and dying. this bitch killed himself didn't he. on god if he did.

"i know you're grieving. we all are" oh FUCK OFF. FUCK OFF KRISTINA.

"unconventional relationship" what the fuck?

"i want it to come out in your own terms, not because someone forces you" did she just...... did kristina just say something that somewhat made sense?

"please can you just be my mom right now?" oh this is fucking heartbreaking I'm gonna die

oh wille baby

"i want you to see a therapist" WHO IS THIS. WHO IS THIS PERSON WHO'S MAKING SENSE AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE W KRISTINA

malin being a traitor and kristina being all "if you wanna come out do it in your own terms" and "see a therapist"??? who the FUCK are these people

"get rid of the bodyguards" AYYYEEEEEEEE

I cannot believe I just lived to see malin's downfall

can't y'all stop making heart eyes at each other and just fucking TALK

he went to the PRINCIPAL

wille straight up just acts like a scorned lover lmao

OH OH OH

oH

"it would just be two years" baby do you even begin to understand what you're asking him? did you not listen to him at all? have you listened to simon at all???

KEEP THAT HAND OFF HIS LEG WILHELM [sprays him w water]

OH SHIT

I wish I was as true to myself as simon is when it comes to standing his ground

like it hurts me but he's so fuckin good

SWEDEN'S TINIEST BLADDER SKFJDLFKDLGKDÑFKFL

MADDIE IN HER KOALA SHEET MASK I LOVE YOU SO DEEPLY MADDIE

"why sleep w someone when you can just cum on your own" LMFAO SARA MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD

"yes! yes preach it" MADDIE I LOVE YOU

sara that is 100% NOT a sign for you to go fuck august

don't fuck your classmates! don't fuck your classmates! don't fuck your classmates! don't fuck your classmates!

not the fish

I will simply lie down and cry idc

he put it on

I'm killing myself

oh honey boy

is it moral if I simply skip this entire thing

i am hating every second of this and they have literally only looked at each other and talked

"action" disgusting

I'm not watching this. I'm like actively looking away

oh thank god he's got morals

I still literally looked away that entire scene lmfao

"i think I want to have sex with you" oh sara

that is hilarious though

but OH SARA

HER FACE WHEN SHE LEAVES

AUGUST???? WHAT

oh he likes her? august was that a FACE? DO YOU LIKE HER?

wille is SUCH a teenager. I forget how young they all are and then he simply sits down to not talk during therapy bc he thinks he's being mature and rebellious and sticking it to the man and.... wow. he's a baby.

august also badly needs therapy good god child that's a whole eating disorder

oh no

oh that's gonna be fun (not)

oh he's so jealous

this is either gonna be super violent (he gets every clay thing) or super pathetic (he gets none of them bc he's trying to have a dick measuring contest)

oh it was both

the worst part is that marcus really is super nice like who can hate him (I can I am petty and wish he didn't exist but like..... I'll defend him tho. I will defend him)

BRUTUS

wille: oh really 😌

stella and fredrika are so weirdly nice lol

oh vincent is a little bitch isn't he

oh they're all so pathetic ksjgkdjgkdgjkfgj

"do you mean cheating" a line straight from my heart to the show yeah let's cheat here babies. all for cheating

OH HE DIDN'T TELL HIM

wille's a constant 😌 about it huh

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SHIT

oh FUCK

fuck MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

I hate every second of this season

why did it have to be a love triangle. why did it have to be this. didn't we have enough with the rest of the drama. lisa why.

review: still hating this lmao

#yr livenats #yr spoilers #yr s2 spoilers #young royals spoilers

[nothere2010-blog]

Juicy Jackie

fantasyfeeder by Natatat

chapter 2:

Jackie was very competitive. And alcohol only amplified that. She was also highly suggestible when under the influence. She would do anything you challenged her to and believe anything you said. And during the time that I had known Jackie I learned that if Jackie had the hots for you she would do anything you asked (if she thought it would get her some). So I had a plan now, well more of a loose structure at least for this party.

"Holy shit, that was an IPA she just chugged!" I yelled and winked at Quinn. "Woooo Jackie very impressive!" I kept my hand on Quinn's thigh. She looked so hot all flushed like that.

"Urrrp!" Jackie stumbled over to where we were sitting and sat down somewhat dejectedly. "I'm starving but there is no more food!" Jackie yelled in Quinn's face.

"Um maybe go order food, I'm sure something is open." Quinn said looking at me for help.

"OMG Quinn that is an amazing idea!!! Erik help a girl out and order TGIF? Pleeeeeaaaaassse?!!!" Jackie held her hands in a begging motion then lost her balance and landed face down in Erik's lap. "Oooo maybe this is a better place for me." She giggled into my crotch and then turned her face to Quinn, "What do you say Quinn? Wanna share?" She laughed again while trying to get up. "Oh my god your face! Hahahahaha, omg I'm dying. Look at your face." Jackie finally managed to turn herself around to face Quinn making a big show of her bouncing jiggly tits desperately trying to escape her tight bra. "There all nice and comfy" Jackie drunkenly smiled at Quinn while sitting in my lap. She rubbed her big ass against my dick and grazed my abs with her hand. "Much better." Quinn and I were just staring at each other. I was shocked and not really sure if Jackie was actually drunk enough that she thought this was okay.

"Hey Jackie why don't we go order you some food?" Quinn said and smirked at me.

"Yessssss TGIF!!!" Jackie basically tackled Quinn.

"Damn it Jackie get off or you won't get any food." Quinn used Jackie's phone to order TGIF. "There, happy? They will be here in ten minutes."

"Yessss!! I'm going to go back to the game!!" Jackie ran back to the game her soft butt swaying a bit as she did. "Prepare for your defeat!"

Quinn came and sat on my lap. I was bracing for her to be angry.

"You got a free lap dance," Quinn giggled.

"Haha uh yeah I guess, um sorry I didn't expect her to do that. Also it's not exactly free considering how much the food will cost." Quinn smirked at me. "what's that face for? What did you do?" She held up the phone she was holding. It was a pink thing that said "Salty" on it. She had used Jackie's phone.

"I figured it's more fun this way, then she has no one to blame but herself." Quinn showed me everything that was ordered.

"Oh my god thats like everything on their menu. They having one of those deals? Also you took my idea. I was supposed to do that to tease you."

"Yup, and I know but you got distracted by Jackie's juicy butt grinding on your semi." Quinn looked pleased with herself as she kissed my neck. "I am angry about the semi."

"I'm sorry just you know my dick doesn't have eyes and I mean I was more watching your face and how flushed you were…"

"It's fine. You will make it up to me." Quinn grinned at me.

"You know I will. And you know I only want you.”

“Sure you do.”

#weight gain story #fantasy feeder

[spectrs]

venus’ terrible day

NOTE - while this is a filler post, the friend who wrote this wanted me to post it on here, so here you go jara (and @low-keylover since she helped out.) i also got rid of my real name and replaced it with my alias instead. 

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR - This is a fanfic of my friend, Venus and her fictional crush Erik. They live with Charles, who doesn’t like their relationship. Story also based off X-Men. Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed!

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It was raining in New York. Venus was staring at the window while lying on her bed. She loved the rain. Meanwhile, Charles was going downstairs. He had gone down in his wheelchair many times, but he was nervous every time he did it. He went down the first stair skillfully, but then the front wheels slipped and he tumbled down the stairs. 

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!,” he screamed. 

Erik just stared at him in disappointment. Venus heard a scream and went downstairs to check. She saw Charles lying on the floor with Erik staring at him. She rushed down the stairs. 

“Why aren’t you helping him?” she yelled at Erik

“I thought you liked me,” Erik said gloomily. He walked away. She rolled her eyes and tried to help Charles.

“Don’t worry, I’m just clumsy,” said Charles. Then when Venus tried to pull Charles up, he accidentally pulled her down with him and she fell too. Finally, she was able to help Charles. 

“Thank you woman,” he said. 

“No problem,” Venus said. She went back upstairs to stare at the rain. 

Meanwhile, Erik was eating. 

All of a sudden Venus started dying.

“Help! Help!” they said. 

Erik ran as fast as he could like the flash. He thought he was fast but actually, he was slow. He opened the door to Venus’ room and jumped on top of her. 

“What the heck?!?” Venus said.

“You said help,” he said. 

Erik heard footsteps and turned around. Charles was standing in the doorway looking at them with a look of hatred in his eyes. 

“I thought you couldn’t walk,” said Erik, surprised.

“Oh uh, just an emergency I guess,” Charles shrugged. “Anywaaaaays, what are YOU doing on top of Venus?” he said. 

“Ummm…..” Erik said. 

“Get off of VENUUUS!!!!!” Charles screamed and dragged Erik off of Venus. 

They tumbled off the bed and punched each other. Erik shot a random nail at Charles’s face and cut him near his eye. They yelled and shrieked and started fighting like 2-year-olds. 

“Oh my god, STOOOOOP!” Venus yelled. 

Erik and Charles immediately stood up. 

“Don’t you see I’m dying,” they sighed. 

“Yeah let’s get Venus to a hospital,” Erik said, glaring at Charles.

5 minutes later….

Venus is laying on the hospital bed. Erik and Charles are still glaring at each other, but they are quiet. 

“UGHHHHH,” said Venus. “I don’t feel good.”

“This is your fault, bitch,” said Charles. 

“How is it my fault?” said Erik.

“Just be quiet,” said Venus. 

Erik stood up and pushed Charles off his wheelchair. Charles jumped up and punched Erik in the face. 

A nurse came into the room. 

“What the hell is going on?” said the nurse, “Don't you see there is a patient.”

“SHUT UP,” Erik and Charles yelled, still fighting. 

“I am going to have to call security,” said the nurse.

Then Charles pushed Erik into the nurse and they both stumbled onto the ground. The nurse yelped. Erik, lying on the floor on top of the nurse, groaned. 

“Hey,” he whispered. “Looking good.”

“GET OFF OF MEEEEE!” She yelled. She pushed him off and kicked him in his balls and then punched him and ran off. 

Erik fell on his knees. Charles started laughing his ass off. Venus also suppressed a smile. 

“That’s what you get for being a dumbass, Erik,” Venus said. 

“Yeah Erik,” Charles said.

“Oh shut up Charles,” Venus said, getting up and kicking Charles in his balls. 

Charles fell on the floor, writhing in pain with Erik. Erik started laughing.

“Stop laughing,” said Venus.

“No woman,” Erik said as he picked up Venus.

“AAHHH PUT ME DOWN,” Venus screamed.

“No,” said Erik when a policeman hit Erik on the head with a baton and knocked him out. 

Venus and Erik both fell and Venus got out of his arms. The police handcuffed Erik and dragged him away.

“Wait,” said Venus but the police didn’t stop. 

“Haha, serves him right,” said Charles. 

“Why won’t you just be quiet,” Venus muttered. Venus picks up Charles and throws him out the window. 

“AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” said Charles as he was falling all the way down towards the ground.

Meanwhile, Venus is dying of laughter. 

The next day……..

Everything is back to normal, but Charles hates Erik because Erik took Venus. They even sleep together. 

But in the middle of the night, meanwhile, Erik and Venus were sleeping together in their room, Charles creeps in there and carries Erik, goes downstairs, and just throws him into the basement. He then goes back upstairs and crawls into bed next to Venus. He knows how to make Erik mad. >:)

He presses his lips next to Venus’ and falls asleep. Then in the morning, Venus hears a shout. 

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?!?!?!?!!?” yells Erik, standing in the doorway, his eyes smoldering with fury and his hands balled into fists. 

“What do you mean?” says Venus, blinking awake. 

She then turns to see Charles lying beside her and yelps, falling off the bed. 

“CHARLES YOU MORON!!” Venus yells. Then she smacks Charles on the head.

Erik is infuriated, beats the shit out of Charles, and throws him out of the house. 

“That’s right, run away like a little preschool bitch you are,” yells Erik as he sees Charles run away. 

“Finally some peace in this house,” Venus sighs. 

They kiss.

[yelena-bellova]

I’ve collected my initial, one-time-viewed, Love and Thunder thoughts…

Not the worst Thor, but definitely not my favorite.

Thor himself was great, I will never get tired of seeing Hemsworth play him.

Valkyrie rose up on my MCU Favorite Character list after this movie. I don’t think I realized how much I missed her.

And now we come to Jane…

Jane, good. Jane’s storyline, bad.

It felt like the only reason she came back was a) because fans missed her and b) to serve Thor’s storyline, not her own.

It honestly pissed me off a little. Especially considering it was Taika and it didn’t seem like a Taika move. I’d have rather they not have brought her back at all rather than have her there purely to benefit Thor’s self-realization.

I’m more mad than I’m letting on. Screw Marvel.

The story felt inconsistent. The first half held up really well, while the second half fell pretty flat.

I expected more because, again, it’s Taika.

However, it was HILARIOUS. I haven’t laughed that hard at a movie in a while. That’s one thing Taika does well is comedy.

Russell Crowe was a highlight.

Until he tried to kill Korg which scared the living s*** out of me.

“I’m bashing heads in 60 seconds.” “Literally heads will roll.” “Who are you?” 😂😂

The goats 😂😂

I loved that we got to see Darcy and Erik again. I can’t imagine how devastating their reactions will be to Jane dying, though I doubt we’ll ever see that.

Matt Damon, Melissa McCarthney, Sam Neill and whoever plays Thor making a return was hilarious 😂

I was bummed we didn’t get a Loki teaser. Or even a flashback. It felt like something was missing!

Gorr was a decent villain. I really hate Christian Bale but he did a great job of playing a really creepy guy. I’d put him in the top #10 MCU Villain list.

Thor being a dad is…strange? Not bad, I just don’t think I’d have ever expected it to be a storyline of his. Not without Jane at least but I digress, I’m trying not to be bitter…

It’ll be really interesting to see where they take his character in future projects.

Which leads us to the post-credit scenes…

Seeing Idris Elba was unexpected but so so welcome. Heimdall is such a comforting character and it was great to see him come back.

Jane in Valhalla was a nice wrap up of the beginning with Gorr, but again, she should have never died.

And finally….

ROY KENT.

ROY KENT.

HE’S HERE

HE’S THERE

HE’S EVERY FUCKING WHERE

ROY KENT

I didn’t get a clear enough look at his face when he came on but I heard the voice and saw a beard and thought ‘IT’S BRETT GOLDSTEIN.’

Then I thought, ‘wait, there’s no way it would be him. He’s not big enough to be on Marvel’s radar.’

Because, let’s be real, they typically only pick really big names.

Then on the way home, I googled it and I WAS RIGHT.

I freaked out and haven’t stopped since.

I am SO excited to watch him in the next Thor. He’s going to be incredible!!!

Plus, THOR WILL RETURN!!

All in all, I’d give it 4 solid stars. Nothing more, nothing less. It kept me entertained, but the story was definitely lacking. I don’t think Marvel movies (with exceptions like NWH, Shang-Chi and Black Widow so far) will ever be up to the quality of the pre-Endgame ones. The only movies I have real hope for are Wakanda Forever and Cap 4.

#marvel #thor love and thunder #thor love and thunder spoilers #ames on the mic

[gregxb]

Alright then, on another note, here is an ask that will hopefully prove a bit less potentially gear grinding (aka. one that will NOT involve anything Star Wars):

Thoughts on the final seasons/series finales for Game of Thrones and Supernatural? Figured this would be worth an ask since I know you like both shows and the aforementioned final seasons/series finales sent a LOT of heads rolling to put it lightly among both critics and fans.

GoT:

I thought the last episode of Game of Thrones was as good as it could be, given what they had done in the previous two episodes (which really didn't work for me).  While I do buy the idea that Dani would burn the whole city after knowing that she had won.  I found the execution to be tremendously forced.  My guess - and that's all it is - is that the showrunners talked with GRRM about how he planned to end it, but didn't actually have any pages to read.  So one could argue whether that was indeed the right ending - but you can guarantee that in the novel (assuming it ever comes out), it will all be better motivated.

I thought the season as a whole was wildly uneven.  The episode covering the night before the White Walkers attacked was fucking great.  The episode where they did attack was... I'd have done a few things differently.

Supernatural: I dropped the show after AU Michael possessing Dean killed Lucifer. The entire fight that series creator Erik Kripke built up for five seasons - and it didn't even break a window.

I did watch the final episode and I thought it was very weak. I'll give points to Jensen for spinning in awful script into a great performance. I understand they were filming during COVID, and in theory I am not against one or both Winchesters dying to close it out. But in practice - in execution - it fell flat on it face. Ultimately, I don't think Andrew Dabb should have been promoted to showrunner after season eleven and I definitely don't believe he should have been the guy to steer the ship home.

[all-i-do-is-live-in-daydreams]

Rewatched Thor: The Dark World and wrote notes the entire time. There are a lot more this time I think. So enjoy ig.

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YOOO THE NINTH DOCTOR WASSUP BUDDY

I want to aggressively make out with him (loki) [part 2]

he looks good in chains idk what else to say

he looks particularly good in this movie and he's the main reason I enjoy and tolerate this movie

also THE HAND THING THE HAND THING. will never pass up the opportunity to point out the amazing acting behind loki and frigga and their entire dynamic and everything.

what if i strangle Odin with my bare hands? what then huh? WHAT THEN?

I hate odin with my entire being idc for his reasonings he was a shit father and I hope he went to Hel

loki doesnt talk about thanos (glares at writers) to anyone and let's everyone believe his war on earth was of his own volition. many say it was his pride, but I also think it's because he didnt think anyone would believe him so why bother? and he probably didnt think anyone would care enough either way and he would still end up in a cell

I cant tell but there may be tears in his eyes yet again (loki)

why does the bifrost have to be so long

your respect and gratitude mean nothing eat shit and die old man

the guy she's on a date with is really nice

ERIK 😭😭😭 PUT YOUR PANTS BACK ON WHAT ARE YOU DOING

FUCK YOU ODIN EAT. SHIT. AND. FUCKING DIIIIE. cannot believe he called her a fucking goat. I dont even think he cares about loki having tried to rule earth because it's obvious he carries the same thoughts and feelings that loki presented in the avengers movie. he's no fucking better.

cant even admit that there might be a possibility that the dark elves are alive. I fucking hate him.

the power it took for him force out those words. that lie. he loves his mother sm and it's obvious he regrets his words after by the way he reaches for her, the tears in his eyes after her clone fades away and the look on his face.

I think there's a lot in what frigga says. "youre always so perceptive about everyone, but yourself." this loki didnt go to the TVA but the one that did. this sentence is very true about loki. and it's at the TVA that he for once let's himself be perceptive about himself. lets himself be honest and true about who he is and the reason he does things. the little things ig.

they really dumb down thor in later movies I think

he let out almost everyone but loki. probably a smart move

DONT TAKE THE STAIRS TO THE LEFT

heimdall hoofing it man. he's fucking awesome I love him

what were you saying oh great Odin allfather about the dark elves being dead??

frigga is so powerful and amazing I love her

FRIGGGGGAAAAAAA NOOOO 😭😭😭

cant believe they didnt even allow loki to go to her funeral it's so fucked up

they just had a fucking guard tell him. neither thor nor odin could march their fucking asses down there and do it themselves? I wouldn't recommend odin but come the fuck on HIS MOTHER DIED

odin is so fucking arrogant can he fucking die already

heimdall you've committed treason so many times I've lost count

loki makes me so fucking sad

thor really pisses me off sometimes. he questioned loki once about everything in the avengers movie and then he just completely disregards that ever again. he barely tried to help loki or understand anything at all going on with him. he acts like he really truly tried but he really truly fucking didnt and it pisses me off that he acts that way.

I really am a loki apologist. I forget how much until I watch these fucking movies. loki deserved fucking better and I will always stand by that

loki 😭 I love his little shenanigans

can loki not summon a weapon from one of his little pocket dimensions

I love the little smirk on his face after jane punches him. also i love his voice like it's just. very attractive.

they really are siblings. these are the most sibling interactions ever.

FUNCKING JUST PUSHED HIM RIGHT OUT BET HE WAS DYING TO DO TAHT THE ENTIRE TIME LOKI WAS PESTERING HIM

loki looks so excited I just know this is all fun for him ALSO THE LITTLE TADAAA I LOVE HIM

"I wish I could trust you." and then the look Loki's face. my heart breaks into a million little pieces as I've found Loki easily does to me. and then his "You can trust my rage." I believe that's in regards to the murderous rage in him against the elves for murdering his mother. but there's always more than that.

I love watching loki fight

do we think loki believed he was actually going to die? i think he did and that he meant each I'm sorry as he thought it would be his last chance to say so. and he really didnt do this for Odin. obviously. he may have his problems with thor but he loves his brother. and his mother. he did it for them.

and there's loki waltzing off as an asgardian guard. giving news of his "death" to odin. bet he was curious how he would react.

is that the dude from the witcher?? the guy yennefer dated briefly ??

I'm bored now. not enough loki 😒

now at this point we know this is loki and not actually odin. these words are loki's and they mean so much more coming from him. I also find it funny how menacing they had left it off with him on the throne and when we come back to it he's writing plays about himself and indulging in wine and theater built a statue of himself etc,. etc,. I think despite his unseriousness he was being a better king than odin i mean everyone seemed pretty happy the only complaints if i remember were from outside of asgard.

sif and the big red headed guy (I cant remember his name I'm sorry) are obviously bringing the other stone here upon king's orders. loki's orders. because loki knows thanos is out there looking for them and possibly even him. keeping both in the same place would make it that much easier for thanos. I love the little things. I really do.

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Explosive Reaction - Ch3 Trial End

Unlike the previous method of delay, An squeezed her hand on her tablet. Delaying wouldn’t help anything here, given there were no more chances for the votes to change. What was decided was decided. As the 15 minute mark hit, An lifter their head and stared out at the crowd.

“... Well. That’s it. It’s time, so… If everyone would make way so we can get to Eureka easier, that’d be great.”

The door in the side of the trial room slid open, moving to untold depths. AION exited through the opening and began to teeter neutrally over to Eureka’s podium.

Her expression faltered for a moment as Erik A spoke and then the time limit passed. The smile almost falling but still holding.

"Well guys. It was nice knowing some of you. I am sure you hate me now but I have no regrets. Well actually no I do regret not killing my sisters and also I regret dying. I do regret those. So multiple regrets actually, but no regrets."

Eureka gives a big smile to everyone and a friendly thumbs up. If she went out, it would be with a smile. Especially since her plan to pick up AION and throw it at the sisters as a distraction was somewhat mitigated by the fucker already being in no fun mode.  It didn't understand charisma checks so she was never going to convince her to not be a murder but which left her a little bit out of options. So it was with unfortunate resignation that she put her hands in her pockets and began to follow AION. She nodded to An.

"See you cowgirl. Someday, somewhere... BOMB!"

A hand shot out of her jacket and threw a small black object directly at the sisters. If she was out of options she would make options! There was no way she was going down easy!

For a moment, a small flash of panic flickered on Calluna's face and she stepped back as the tape was thrown, and beside her An flinched but stayed silent, though neither remained panicked for more than a moment as they analyze the situation, and there wasn't much time they would need to regardless.

AION, having been in their red-sensor mode already upon entering the room, immediately sprung into actual with a LONG extending arm at a break neck speed past Eureka to secure their metal claw around the black object to stop it just over halfway to the goal.

...But there's no explosion, as the little bot grasps what is eventually realized to be a simple roll of electrical tape.

Not sparing any moment of hesitation, Eureka immediately began to sprint towards the elevator doors as the focus was temporarily drawn to her false bomb. And she almost reached it too, before abruptly her body abruptly jerked as she instead slammed into the door before slumping down it, twitching lightly, as she regained her breath. Electrocuted before she could even try it.

From her position across the room, Calluna sighed, lowering her clipboard and placing a hand to her cheek. Despite the attempt here, she doesn't seem anywhere near as rattled as the time that Kaguya had attempted to kill her, a look closer to amusement on her face.

"Really now, we certainly gave you plenty of materials and resources to actually create some sort of explosive, the least you could have done was prepare one. But, regardless, AION will now be escorting you whether or not you accept it or not. Please secure her now, AION."

The small bot, then also assured of the lack of explosive within their grasp, stepped forward toward Eureka robotically at the command, seemingly having no say in the matter of following it regardless. And at once, before Eureka could recover, multiple arms secured themself around all four of her limbs to suspend her in the air entirely, before beginning to walk her out.

#chapter3 #trial3 #analalava #calluna #eureka